Die hand die verletzt

Kate: Do you really think someone used this place for black magic or is it just a rumor?

Sheriff Oakes: I know he and his friends listen to Devil music.
Mulder: “The Night Chicago Died”?
Sheriff Oakes: You know what I mean. Those heavy metal bands that influence kids.

Sheriff Oakes: This stump here is supposed to be the ceremonial altar. What do you think?
Mulder: I think with a few turquoise chips, a picture of John Wayne and three cans of shellac it’d make a pretty nice coffee table.

Scully: I think this case is an example of a murderer taking advantage of local folklore. I mean there’s nothing odd about— {frogs start raining down}
Mulder: So… lunch?
Scully: Mulder, toads just fell from the sky.
Mulder: I guess their parachutes didn’t open. You were saying something about this place not feeling odd?

Jim Ausbury (Dan Butler): One of you killed Jerry Stevens. Who?{silence} He was displayed according to the Rites of Azazel. Who else would know about the ritual? We stopped doing this because—
Pete Calcagni: I went out there. We were supposed to have a mass. No one else showed, so I left.
Paul Vitaris: It wasn’t any of us.
Pete: Something is here. A presence amongst us. Angry. I can feel it.

Mulder: The water.
Scully: What’s wrong with it?
Mulder: It’s going down the drain counter-clockwise. Coriolis force in the Northern Hemisphere dictates that it should go down clockwise.
Scully: That isn’t possible.
Mulder: Something is here, Scully. Something is making these things possible.

Mulder: Did you do it?
Jim: I would kill anyone who did the things to her that she claims.
Mulder: Not a very Christian tenet.
Jim: “Thou, God of vengeance, shine forth.”
Mulder: Even the Devil can quote Scripture to fit his needs. {the basement door slams shut}

Deborah Brown: I feel a dark angel is amongst us. It wants a sacrifice.
Paul: It’s been years since… since we’ve done that.
Pete: Exactly. Exactly! We haven’t kept our faith.
Jim: Are any of you… responsible for my daughter?
Pete: We all are. She was sacrificed for us. It’s a portent.

Mulder: You are responsible. You knew the power of your beliefs, no matter how watered down. Did you really think you could call up the Devil and ask him to behave?

Mulder: Mrs. Paddock, what happened?
Mrs. Paddock (Susan Blommaert): I came back, they were taking the snake. Mrs. Brown, Mr. Vitaris, there are things about them I learned. I must tell you, I think they killed that boy.

Mrs. Paddock: You’re right. It is already too late.

Goodbye. It’s been nice working with you.