Lost x files christmas episode©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: We're too late. It's already been here.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: Mulder, I hope you know what you are doing.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir, truncated, mounted, transformed into some sort of shrine; halls decked with boughs of holly; stockings hung by the chimney, with care.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: You really think someone's been here?©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Someone or some thing©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: Mulder, over here--it's fruitcake.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Don't touch it! Those things can be lethal.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: It's O.K. There's a note attached: "Gonna find out who's naughty and nice.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list. ©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: Who? What are you talking about?©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could travel at great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants. Once each year, near the winter solstice, this creature is said to descend from the heavens to reward its followers and punish its disbelievers with jagged chunks of anthracite©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: But that's legend, Mulder--a story told by parents to frighten children. Surely, you don't believe it?©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on this gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies was massive -- and in a hurry.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: It left crumbs everywhere. And look, Mulder, this milk glass has been completely drained.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: It gorged itself, Scully. It fed without remorse.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: But why would they leave it milk and cookies?©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its wilding.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and windows were locked. There's no sign of forced entry.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: Wait a minute, Mulder. If you are saying some huge creature landed on the roof and came down the chimney, you're crazy. The flue is barely six inches wide. Nothing could get through there.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Exactly. Scully, i've never told anyone this, but when I was a child my home was visited. I saw the creature. It had long white strips of fur surrounding its ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated torso was red and white. I'll never forget the horror. I turned away, and when I looked back it had somehow taken on the facial features of my father.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: Impossible.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: I know what I saw. And that night it read my mind. It brought me a Mr. Potato Head, Scully. IT KNEW I WANTED A MR. POTATO HEAD. Scully: I'm sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who soars across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys. Listen to what you are saying. Do you understand the repercussions? If this gets out, they'll close the X-files.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Scully, listen to me: It knows when you are sleeping. It knows when you're awake.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: But we have no proof.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Last year, on this exact date, S.E.T.I. radio telescopes detected bogeys in the airspace over twenty-seven states. The White House ordered a Condition Red.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: But that was a meteor shower.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: Officially. Two days ago, eight prized Scandinavian reindeer vanished from the National Zoo in Washington, D.C. Nobody - not even the zookeeper - was told about it. The government doesn't want people to know about Project Kringle. They fear that if this thing is proved to exist, then the public would stop spending half its annual income in a holiday shopping frenzy. Retail markets will collapse. Scully, they cannot let the world believe this creature lives. There's too much at stake. They'll do whatever it takes to insure another silent night.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Scully: Mulder, I -- Scully: On the roof. It sounds like . . . A clatter.©JOKEDEMO.COM
Mulder: The truth is up there. Let's see what's the matter...
