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Brazil 
Scully: You're so consumed by your personal vengeance
against life whether it be its inherent cruelties or
mysteries that everything takes on a... a warped
significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology.
Mulder: Scully, are you coming on to me?
"The X-Files: Quagmire"
Mulder: You thinking about Pendrell?
Scully: I realized I didn't even know his first name. -
Actually, I was thinking about, uh... this gift that
you gave me for my birthday. You never got to tell me
why you gave it to me or what it means. But I think I
know. I think that you appreciate that there are
extraordinary men and women; extraordinary moments when
history leaps forward on the backs of these
individuals. What can be imagined, can be achieved.
You must dare to dream, but it is no substitute for
perseverance and hard work. And teamwork, because no