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The X(mas) Files

 Mulder: We're too late. It's already been here.

 Scully: Mulder, I hope you know what you are doing.

 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.

 Scully: You really think someone's been here?

 Mulder: Someone or some THING.

 Scully: Mulder, over here -- it's fruitcake.

 Mulder: Don't touch it! Those things can be lethal.

 Scully: It's O.K. There's a note attached: "Gonna find out
 who's naughty and nice."

 Mulder: It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list.

 Scully: Who? What are you talking about?

 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

 Scully: But that's legend, Mulder -- a story told by parents
 to frighten children.    Surely, you don't believe it?

 Mulder: Something was here tonite, Scully. Check out the bite
 marks on this gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate
 of cookies was massive -- and in a hurry.

 Scully: It left crumbs everywhere. And look, Mulder, this milk
 glass has been completely drained.

 Mulder: It gorged itself, Scully. It fed without remorse.

 Scully: But why would they leave it milk and cookies?

 Mulder: Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop
 its wilding.

 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.

 Mulder: Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace.

 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.

 Mulder: But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions.

 Scully: You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?

 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.

 Scully: Impossible.

 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

 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.

 Mulder: Scully, listen to me: It knows when you are sleeping. It
 knows when you're awake.

 Scully: But we have no proof.

 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.

 Scully: But that was a meteor shower.

 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.

 Scully: Mulder, I --

 Mulder: Sh-h-h! Do you hear what I hear?

 Scully: On the roof. It sounds like . . . a clatter.

 Mulder: The truth is up there. Let's see what's the matter.

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