Arcadia: Picspam

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I decided to do another xf_is_love day.  I chose Arcadia, because it was one of my first episodes and I love it so much. I think the X-File is a great one and the Mulder/Scully interaction is just too good :)  It always cheers me up when I'm having a bad day.

 

DAVE KLINE: They're repainting our mailbox because it's "Desert Sienna" instead of "Desert Sage." I mean, this guy is a freakin' weirdo. NANCY KLINE: Hon... what's that package?

DAVE KLINE: I don't know. It doesn't say who sent it.
NANCY KLINE: Whoa.
DAVE KLINE: Tasteful.
NANCY KLINE: Boy, the neighbors would really hate that.

MULDER: Wow. Take a look at this. Honey, what do you think? Is this place us or what?
PAT VERLANDER: (very friendly) You must be the Petries. Hi. Welcome. Welcome to The Falls.
MULDER:  I'm Rob...and this is my lovely wife, Laura.
PAT VERLANDER: Rob and Laura Petrie.
SCULLY: We pronounce it "Pee-trie," actually.
PAT VERLANDER: Oh.
MULDER: Like the dish.
PAT VERLANDER: Well, it's so nice to meet you. I'm Pat Verlander. I live six doors down. The neighborhood welcome wagon.
SCULLY:  Pleased to make your acquaintance, Pat.
PAT VERLANDER:  I really must say, it's already ten after 5:00. I don't think you're going to make it.
SCULLY: I'm sorry?
PAT VERLANDER: The 6:00 cutoff? All move-ins are required to be completed by 6:00 p.m. 
It's in the CC&Rs. It's one of our rules.

MULDER:  You want to make that honeymoon video now?
SCULLY: Rob and Laura Petrie?
MULDER: "Pee-trie."
SCULLY: Mulder, if we ever go undercover again I get to choose the names, okay?
MULDER: Fine.
SCULLY: It just tells me that you're not taking this seriously.
MULDER: I'm taking it seriously. I just don't understand why we're on it. It's our first catch back on the X-Files. This isn't an X-File.
SCULLY: Sure it is. It's unexplained. What do you want, aliens? Tractor beams?
MULDER: Wow. Admit it: you just want to play house.
MULDER:  Woman, get back in here and make me a sandwich!  Did I not make myself clear?

SCULLY: Mighty nice of you, Mike. I, uh ... gosh, with all this hospitality, I can't believe the Klines ever left.  That, uh... that was their name, wasn't it? The, uh, the Klines?
BIG MIKE: I have to go.
SCULLY: Mulder...
MULDER: The name ... is Rob.
SCULLY: What you got there?
MULDER: Looks like whoever cleaned this place maybe missed a spot. That look like blood to you?
SCULLY: Mm-hmm. How'd it get way up there?

GENE GOGOLAK: These Petries, are they going to play ball?
WIN SHROEDER: "Pee-tries." Uh, so far, so good. I'm keeping my eye on them.
BIG MIKE:  Um... Mr. Gogolak...  Don't you think that, uh... maybe this time it would be better if we told them?
WIN SHROEDER:  Mike... you and I have been through this before. We... we don't know yet if we can trust them.
BIG MIKE: It's just that... There are so many... so many rules. I think that maybe they would be able to keep up with them better if they knew what happened if they don't. It's the neighborly thing to do. I really think we should do this.
--
WIN SHROEDER: Gene? I can talk him out of this.
GENE GOGOLAK: Win.  The boy's a weak link and a strong chain can't survive with a weak link.
--
DOCUMENTARY NARRATOR: ... is instinctive and necessary for survival. Failure to conform within the tribal structure can often prove lethal. When group elders suspect such an outcast within their midst tribal members gather in a circle to perform a ritual chant in the belief this will expose the unwitting conduit of evil. The chanters eventually settle on the so-called misfit and he or she ...
BIG MIKE:  Oh, no....Agh!....Come on. Come on. Come on. Ah, yes..No... No... No, I fixed it! I fixed it!



MULDER: Morning.
WIN SHROEDER: Oh! Oh, Rob, Laura. I'm so sorry. So, good morning. So how was your first night? Peaceful?
MULDER:  Oh, it was wonderful. We just spooned up
and fell asleep like little baby cats. Isn't that right, Honeybunch?
SCULLY:  That's right, Poopyhead.

GENE GOGOLAK: All right, then, let's see. Basketball hoop and backboard. Portable. Nope, I'm sorry. It's not allowed. MULDER: You're kidding?
GENE GOGOLAK: I'm afraid not. Rules are rules. It may not sound like anything-- a simple basketball hoop-- but from there, it's just a few short steps to spinning daisy reflectors and a bass boat in the driveway.
MULDER: In other words, anarchy.
GENE GOGOLAK: It may sound tough but ours is a system that works.  That's why The Falls is one of the top-ranked planned communities in all of California. Most of our homeowners have been here since day one.
MULDER: I love the decor here, Mr. Gogolak. Is it, um... Occidental?
GENE GOGOLAK: Well, it's, uh, Nepalese and Tibetan, mostly. I go there twice a year on business.
MULDER: Oh.
GENE GOGOLAK: I run Pier 9 Imports. I can get you a great deal on rattan furniture if you're interested. Indoor only. Outdoor use is prohibited by our ... CC&Rs.

WIN SHROEDER: So... Where'd you two meet?
MULDER: Actually, it was at a UFO conference.
WIN SHROEDER: Flying saucers? Interesting. Wouldn't have thought you folks would have been into that.
MULDER:  Well, it's not me so much as Laura. She's quite the New-Ager. I mean, she's into those magnetic bracelets and crystals and mood rings, what have you. I mean, God bless her she's a sucker for all that stuff.
CAMI SHROEDER: Well, I wouldn't have guessed that, would you?
WIN SHROEDER: Mm-mm.
SCULLY:  No kidding.

CAMI SHROEDER: Do you see him?
SCULLY: Uh-uh.
CAMI SHROEDER: Oh, Scruffy, Scruffy, it's okay, it's okay. I got you. I got you. Oh...
SCULLY:  What you got there?
CAMI SHROEDER: Deep breath. That's a close one, huh? Yeah?
SCULLY: Let me wipe that off. That's a good boy.
CAMI SHROEDER: Okay, let's get you home. Come on.

MULDER: Yeah, there's no sign of him in his house. I didn't see him in the storm drain, either. I take it he's dead, Scully. SCULLY:  Laura.
SCULLY: Think it's Win Shroeder?
MULDER:  Mmm, maybe Win cleaning up.
SCULLY:  Cleaning up for who?
MULDER: I don't know.
SCULLY:  Mulder, speaking of cleaning up whoever taught you how to squeeze a tube of toothpaste?
--
SCULLY:  Third warning:  Toilet seat.
--
MULDER: Whoa!
SCULLY: What's missing here is intent. What would be the motive?
MULDER: Compulsive neatness, or a lack thereof. Have you noticed how everybody around here is obsessed with the neighborhood rules and the CC&Rs? You know what? You fit in really well here.
SCULLY:  And you don't.
MULDER:  Well, anyway, tomorrow I got a, uh, a surefire way of testing out my theory.  Come on, Laura, you know... we're married now.
SCULLY: Scully, Mulder. Good night.
MULDER: The thrill is gone.

MULDER: Bring it on.
 

GENE GOGOLAK: Son, you'll want to take a deep breath... and rethink that theory. It's your next-door neighbor, Win. He's a rabble-rouser. He's trouble with a capital "T." And you and I both know it only takes one rotten apple to spoil the whole bunch.



MULDER: Here we go. Yeah...I'm guessing there's one of these in every yard. I think this is how this thing travels-- where it lives.
SCULLY:  In the ground. This huge creature you think you saw?
SCULLY: Look, Mulder, huge creatures aside do you care to hear what I think?
MULDER: Always.



SCULLY:  We found this stuff everywhere because it is everywhere. It's just beneath the topsoil and that protrusion in the front yard may occur from the venting of methane gas but... Mulder, I don't see how any of this has to do with the disappearances that we're investigating.
MULDER: It does. Somehow, it's one and the same. The Klines?
SCULLY: Yeah?
MULDER: What if they're still here
SCULLY: You mean buried in the yard?  Well, once we start a forensic excavation, our cover's blown.




PAT VERLANDER:  What in God's name are you doing?! God...!
MULDER: Putting in a pool.
PAT VERLANDER: In the front yard?! Wh-wh-what are you, insane? Have you even looked at the CC&Rs? You-you can't just put in a swimming pool!
MULDER:  Ah... It's not a swimming pool. It's a reflecting pool. I checked the rules.  There's no rule against putting in a reflecting pool. It's very tranquil. You'd like it.
GENE GOGOLAK:  Let him dig his own grave.


SCULLY:  Hey. Mulder.
SCULLY:  The Klines aren't down there. Maybe it's time you called it a night.
MULDER: Tasteful, isn't it?  Gogolak. Hey, can you get an excavation team out here?
SCULLY: Yeah.
MULDER: We need to dig deeper.
SCULLY: Where are you going?
MULDER: To price some rattan furniture.

SCULLY: What are you talking about? Who's downstairs?
BIG MIKE: Shh, shh, shh.
SCULLY: Mike... who did this to you?
BIG MIKE: The ubermenscher. It's our fault. The original homeowners-- we asked for it and now we can't stop it.
SCULLY: Stop what, Mike?
BIG MIKE: I tried to give it Shroeder. You know, tit-for-tat. Just like Shroeder did for me.
SCULLY:  Mike, listen, settle down. Okay. Just give me my gun. I'm a federal agent...
BIG MIKE: The ubermenscher wants you, Laura. Your husband-- he's broken way too many rules. I've been hiding in the sewer. I tried to warn him.
SCULLY: Mike, just give me the gun. Give me...


GENE GOGOLAK: FBI? What did I do?
MULDER:  Let's start with the Klines. You're responsible for them being in little pieces in my front yard. You gave them that lawn ornament. The guy with the axe?
GENE GOGOLAK: Whirligig.
MULDER: Yeah, whirligig. It's tacky enough to break your rules and your CCRs-- tacky enough to mark the Klines for death. GENE GOGOLAK: And won't that sound good in a court of law? When the judge asks you who killed the Klines what exactly are you going to tell him?
MULDER:  A tulpa. It's a Tibetan thought-form. It's a living, breathing creature willed into existence by someone who possesses that ability-- an ability I think you picked up on your whirligig-buying excursions to the Far East. Why'd you do it? I mean, is it so damn important for everybody to have the same color mailbox?
GENE GOGOLAK: It's important that people fit in.
MULDER: But you didn't know exactly what you were getting into, did you? I mean, you can summon its existence, but ... you can give it life, but you can't control it. The best you can hope for is to stay out of its way.
GENE GOGOLAK: Son, my lawyers are going to make you sound so stupid that not only will I never see the inside of a jail cell but you'll be signing all your paychecks straight to me.


WIN SHROEDER: Gene?
GENE GOGOLAK: Win. You've got two FBI agents living next door to you. Cheer up. It's not for long.
--
GENE GOGOLAK: Come here. Help me with this. Win, come here. Win...
CAMI SHROEDER:  Win, Win, Win. No. No. He deserves what he gets.


SCULLY:  Several residents of the falls have now come forward to blame the deaths in the neighborhood on Home Owner Association President Gene Gogolak. These same residents deny Agent Mulder's allegations that they were in some sense all responsible for the demise of Gogolak himself claiming ignorance as to what actually killed him. It would seem the code of silence that hid the sins of this community has not only survived but-- in its creator-- claimed a final victim. Meanwhile, the Falls at Arcadia has been named one of the top planned communities in California for the sixth year running


 

 

 

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[tanya-sharon.livejournal.com]

Thank you :)

The sandwich quote is my fave!!