Mulder: It looks like I’m going to have to tell Skinner his suspect is a giant bloodsucking worm after all.
Mulder: I just got the weirdest sensation of déjà vu. I’ve been having it all morning.
Scully: Well, that’s fairly common.
Mulder: Yeah, but never to this degree. I mean, I woke up, I opened my eyes, I was soaking wet. It’s a long story but I had the distinct sensation that I had lived that moment before.
Scully: Well, you may have. Did you do a lot of drinking in college?
Mulder: Woman! Get back here and make me a sandwich!
Krycek: The truth? The truth… there is no truth. These men just make it up as they go along.
Mulder: I love you.
Scully: Oh brother.
Mulder: Marry me.
Scully: I was hoping for something a little more helpful.
Mulder: Yes we do, don’t we muffin?
Scully: Sure do, poopyhead.
Mulder: Hey, Scully! Is this demonstration of boyish agility turning you on at all?
Scully: I’d kiss you if you weren’t so damn ugly.
Scully: One day, you look at the person and see more than you did the day before, like a switch was flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can imagine yourself with.
Mulder: Did you really think you call up the devil and ask him to behave?
Scully: The answers are there. You just have to know where to look.
Mulder: I thought everyone believed in ghosts.
Scully: But, Mulder, the new millennium doesn’t begin until January 2001.
Mulder: Nobody likes a math geek, Scully.
Scully: You know, I haven’t eaten since six o’clock this morning, and all that was was half of a cream cheese bagel, and it wasn’t even real cream cheese – it was light cream cheese.
Scully: A dream is an answer to a question we haven’t yet learned how to ask.
For the first time, I feel time like a heartbeat, the seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning; the numinous mysteries that once seemed so distant and unreal, threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertained not in youth, but only in its passage.
Mulder: No one down here but the F.B.I’s most unwanted.
Scully: Let it never be said that you wouldn’t walk through a fire for a woman, Mulder.