Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money
"And that's the last time I offer you any. This was your
idea, Mulder."
"So how the hell do we get out of here? Make a big diplomatic
fuss? Try to fight our way out? Pity we don't have anything
worth bribing with."
"Yeah. I mean, they want our Levis, they can just take 'em.—
Look, Mulder, I think I've got a plan. Just trust me."
"Suuure. Damn, I'm c-cold..."
"No shit."
"Krycek, you cocksucker—!"
"Well, yeah. And a pretty good one. I'm touched that you remember."
"Krycek!"
"If you don't call me Alex, I'm not gonna share body heat."
"Yeah. Like it'd be just a favor to me. Like you're not freezing
your ass off too."
"And you'd hate to see it go to waste, wouldn't you, Mulder."
"Hey, tight little muscular ass like yours doesn't have much
insulation."
"Mulder, I'm shocked! Admiring the body of a despised traitor?"
"Yup. Come on, let's generate some heat. I hear you can start a
fire by rubbing two sticks together..."
Ze Von I Love II
by Nonie Rider
"That's the last time I ask you for help, Krycek.
Fucking gulag!"
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