SCULLY
All right. If you really are a tourist, where'd you come from?
THE DOCTOR
Oh, here and there, you know.
SCULLY
Where specifically?
THE DOCTOR
I've got a house down in Kent. That's in England.
MULDER
We know. In fact, I was just there a few months ago. Did you hear anything about the crop circles there?
THE DOCTOR
No, nothing. I take it you believe in the existence of extraterrestrial life?
MULDER
I know it exists the same way you know an apple falls if you drop it.
THE DOCTOR looks surprised, even a little impressed.
THE DOCTOR
Well then. Maybe you would like to hear my theory about this Space Needle business.
MULDER
Maybe. But before we act on anything you tell us, we need to know exactly who you are.
THE DOCTOR eyes MULDER carefully, with a hint of sadness.
THE DOCTOR
There's a reason UNIT never works with their American counterparts, isn't there? I always thought Roswell must be an old wives' tale, but turns out it's just another instance of robot Yetis in the Underground. Most of the coverups are for your own good, but well, sometimes I do wonder.
SCULLY and MULDER glance at each other, perplexed.
SCULLY
That didn't exactly answer the question.
THE DOCTOR gets up, agitated.
THE DOCTOR
Does it really matter who I am? I'm not the one depriving the city of Seattle of its electricity, am I? Why don't we just work together on this and leave explanations for later?
MULDER
You just answered your own question. We've been burned too often by people who weren't who they claimed to be.
THE DOCTOR looks calculatingly at them both.
THE DOCTOR
Dr Scully, would you like to listen to my hearts?
