Second Witch: When the hurlyburly's done, when the battle's lost and won.
Third Witch: That will be ere the set of sun.
First Witch:: Where the place?
Second Witch: Upon the heath.
Third Witch: There to meet with Macbeth.
Master Betty: Nnnng. It is EVIL! Mnyah! It is so EVIL! It is a bad, bad plan... that will hurt many... people... that are good. I think it's great 'cause it's so bad!
Mayor: I see. (I think...)
Max: You've been watching too much X-Files.
Justin: Now, that's really not important...
Sheridan: Who are you?
Justin: Who decides that the workday is from 9 to 5 instead of 11 to 4? Who decides that the hemlines will be below the knee this year, and short again next year? Who draws up the borders, controls the currency, handles all of the decisions that happen transparently around us?
Sheridan: (incredulous) I don't know.
Justin: Ah. I'm with them.
We control the world. We provide the blueprint and we give the instructions. We're the people in grainy photos on grassy knolls; we're the shadowy faces in smokey backrooms and darkened boardrooms. We're right here, hiding in plain sight, buying and selling favours: blackmail, treason, deceit- these are our stock in trade.
We work the magic of the drunken evenings with senators and chiefs of staff. We shake down demons, and negotiate with sorcerers. We have stocks in Hell, and compromising photos of Angels. We use any means necessary regardless of the cost, because the world is a bad place, and you can either do or get done.
We're The Illuminati... and we're not done.
Second Cabal Member: What are we really planning?
First Cabal Member: Those episodes aren't written yet.
Scully: By whom?
SF Debris: Evil people, DUH! Who else? You know, men who sit at long tables in poorly lit rooms full of cigar smoke, who talk about how they're going to controool the wooorld!