Last night’s foggy drive made me worry that a cryptid would attack out of nowhere and snatch me from my car, and that Mulder and Scully would have to investigate which sequence of mundane events occurred to explain what really happened.
MULDER: His browser history shows he’s made 253 recent visits to Fortean Times, and the IRS confirms he owes back taxes.
SCULLY: He’s also the defendant in several paternity cases, and the blood in the driver seat is determined to be porcine in origin.
MULDER: So he made like D.B. Cooper and disappeared after ditching his car on this county road.
SCULLY: Exactly.
MULDER: Or so it appears. [smiles and winks]