"Oh, you can place bets," he says, giving her a little twitch of a smile in return. "Make, uh, make yourself rich. You'll know why I'm not telling you about 2012 when we get there. Non-basketball reasons."
He nearly says make us rich, but he catches himself in time. The same way he keeps himself from saying, see, the calendar -, much as he'd like to. Not telling Scully things has never sat well with him, and doing it now is particularly hard. She'd listen, she'd wonder aloud, she'd ask questions. But a few things are off-limits, and we thought the world would end, and it didn't, and sometimes I think that's part of the problem is on the list.
"We'll find things to talk about," he adds, after a moment. "But it depends on how much you want to know about the future. I don't want to throw more at you than you want to hear."
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He nearly says make us rich, but he catches himself in time. The same way he keeps himself from saying, see, the calendar -, much as he'd like to. Not telling Scully things has never sat well with him, and doing it now is particularly hard. She'd listen, she'd wonder aloud, she'd ask questions. But a few things are off-limits, and we thought the world would end, and it didn't, and sometimes I think that's part of the problem is on the list.
"We'll find things to talk about," he adds, after a moment. "But it depends on how much you want to know about the future. I don't want to throw more at you than you want to hear."