Burst: You know, it would really help us out, if you gave us your name.
Modell: Pusher's good enough. 
Modell: You know, deputy, I just got to say, that your uniform is just the most soothing shade of blue. I'm not kidding you, I notice these things. It's a sky blue. Very calming. Very tranquil.  I think the word for that particular shade is Cerulean, actually. Cerulean Blue
Burst: Okay, Okay we get it. it's a nice shade of Blue. 
Modell: Cerulean Blue....Cerulean makes me think of a breeze. A gentle breeze.
Burst: Hey, Mr. Blackwell-put a sock in it. 
Modell: Cerulean is a gentle breeze. Cerulean....gentle breeze.
 

Modell: Are you two just going to sit there all night? Don't bother hunting around for me, I'm far away. Although  I was watching you up until an hour ago. You and your pretty partner seem awfully close. Do you work well together?
Mulder: Who is this? What's your name?
Modell: Sorry, G-Man. It's not that easy. You have to follow my little breadcrumb trail. Prove your worth. So far you're doing all right. 
Mulder: Why do I have to prove my worth? you think this is a game? What, you want to be found? All right. Where's my next breadcrumb?
Modell: Right in front of you. Let the fingers do the walking, G-Man. 
 

Modell: Oh Yeah! Strong Shot! Good Shot! Alright Gentlemen,  I'm using this here, non-sanctioned ball. It's got a core of uranium, or some damn thing-I don't know what. Gets up there like Sputnik. ..............<spots FBI> About time. ........I was never here.

Collins: Police! Get down! Get Down!
Modell: Relax. Relax. Let me see your face. Take it easy, come on, That's right. Thats right. Hey Collins.....listen. I need you to do something for me.. <lifts gasoline can> can you do something for me?

Modell: Betcha five bucks I get off.

Modell: I believe you owe me five dollars.

Scully: I dug up a few things on our Robert Patrick Modell
Mulder: Let me guess--he was an average student, he attended an average community college. Did an average stint in the military.
Scully: Which branch of service?
Mulder: Not his first choice. He wanted to be a Navy Seal, then he wanted to be an Army special forces Green Beret. Washed out of both, not for lack of intelligence. He ended up being a supply clerk at Fort Bragg, general discharge. 
Scully: Did you know that he applied to the FBI? He did't  even come close to passing the psych screening.
Mulder: You got a copy of that?
Scully: They found him to be acutely, ego-centered. He has no regard for the feelings of others, instead perceiving people as objects. He is extremely suspicious of government and authority.
Mulder: Yet he wants to be in authority.
Scully: The Screener caught him in a dozen self-aggrandizing lies. Saying he was a master of martial arts, he had been trained by Gerkas (sp?) in Nepal, and Ninjas in Japan. 
Mulder: Ninjas are said to have the ability to cloud the minds of their opponent.
Scully: Are we talking Kung Fu Movies, Mulder? 
Mulder: He certainly clouded the mind of that judge, Scully.
Scully: Even if Modell could, he didn't need to. We barely had a case against him.
Mulder: We had enough to get past a simple preliminary hearing.  Modell psyched the guy out....he put the Whammy on him.
Scully: Please explain to me the scientific nature of the Whammy.

Modell: Excuse me, where might I find the Computer Records Section?
Guard: Fourth floor, west wing.
Modell: Thank you very much

Holly: Can I help you?
Modell: I need to know some things...Holly. 
Great, let me have the keyboard for a minute. I'd love a printout of this....and a cup of coffee when you get a chance? (Caresses Holly's bruised face) I wish I could get my hands on the guy that did this to you, I'd make him pay."

Modell: Take a walk, Mel Cooley

Mulder: Hey Scully check this out. Mango-Kiwi-Tropical-Swirl. Now we know we're dealing with a madman

Mulder: Modell?
Modell: Hey, Mulder. How's Frankie boy?
Mulder: What is it Modell, that you really want?
Modell: A worthy adversary. It's obviously not that fat lump lying at your feet. I'm hoping that it's you.
Mulder: Why me?
Modell: I've read all about you. You're a top criminal profiler. Oxford University grad, all around bright young man. You know what makes guys like me tick. You think you see right through Bob Modell
Mulder: Sick old Bob Modell, right? You're dying, aren't you Bob? What you want to take a few little innocent people with you before you go?
Modell: Biology tell us we're all dying. Original Sin tells me there ain't nobody innocent. 
Mulder: Some are more innocent than others. Why don't you just tell me where you are?
Modell: Oh, you want the phone number? It's 555-0197. You know it's just a pay phone. Two minutes I'll be gone.
Mulder: You mean you killed this man for nothing, you sick bastard?
Modell: Me? Haven't you caught on, Mulder? They all kill themselves.

Modell: Thanks for joining us.
Scully: We have a dozen law enforcement officers outside in the hall. Another thirty in the parking lot. 
Modell: Regular convention.
Scully: So, whatever you've got planned it's not going to work out the way you want it to.
Modell: You don't know what I've got planned.
Modell: Two warriors of equal skill fight to the death. One is  a student of Japanese Budo, the way of war. Budo teaches the warrior, to leave himself outside the battle. In other words, to disregard his own death.  Because of that, the Budo warrior always wins. I am that warrior. I don't fear my death. So, I'm going to give you one pull on the trigger against me. One in six chance. ....o-one pull.
Scully: Wait. Mulder look. There's pure oxygen in this room. There's no telling what could happen if you pull that trigger. <click> 
Modell: Piece of cake. Your turn.
Scully: Mulder-no.
Modell: Mulder-yes. Go.
Scully: Listen to me. Give me the gun. we can stop this thing right now. You and I can just walk out of this room <click> No! Damn You! Bastard! Hand me the gun!
Scully: Mulder, you don't  have to do this. You're stronger than this.
Modell: Your turn Scully, gotta play by the rules. Pull the trigger, Mulder.
Scully: Fight him. You can fight this.
Modell: Come on, pull the trigger, Mulder. She shot you, I read it in your files. Pay Back time. Shoot the little spy. 
Mulder: I'm going to kill you, Modell.
Modell: Yeah pull the trigger and you get another crack at me.
Mulder: Scully--run!

US Marshall: So what's adequate backup?
Mulder: Adequate backup? Every cop you can lay your hands on.

Modell: Hi. You're not scared of snakes?
Todd: Huh? 
Modell: Looks like a timber rattler.  Hold on tight to the neck now. Don't let it bite you. Don't drop it; you drop it, he'll get you.....Todd? Do you think I can get some service now?
Todd: Yeah
Modell: Go into the back, and put the snake down.

Modell: Two words-It's A-Live!
Mulder: I don't feel like playing your game right now, Modell. 
Modell: Touchy? Look Mulder, there's something I need you to hear. 
Mulder: Tell it to me in person, Modell. 
Modell: No, seriously.  Listen to me. 
Mulder: No, you listen to me.  Either you come back here on your own or I'll drag your sorry ass back on the bumper of my car. 
Modell: When did you become Clint Eastwood?

Modell: Dead ahead.  Straight in front of you.  Buddy, I'm straight in front of you.  What do you want me to do, draw you a map?

Modell: What took you so long?
Mulder: I've got him, come quick!
Scully (on radio): Where are you Mulder?
Modell: Hold On.
Mulder: North side of Channel, some sort of company-an engineering company.
Modell: Hold on, we need to talk.
Mulder: Shut up, Modell!
Modell: Mulder listen to me. 
Mulder: I said, Shut Up!
Modell: There's something I need to....
Mulder: Shut up, or I will shoot you...you son of a bitch
Modell: Mulder....
Mulder: Shut Up!
Modell: You're going to listen to me. You're going to listen to me, Mulder.
Mulder: I will shoot you!
Modell: Listen......Mulder.......
 

Linda: Well, like I said, he was proud. I guess you could say it was his Brush with Greatness. 

Linda: It's not like Nathan was impulsive, or flighty. I don't want to paint him as that.
Mulder: He was True Blue. Thank You.

Mulder: She killed Nathan Bowman. Modell was there, but for some other reason she killed her husband.
Skinner: Agent Mulder.....
Mulder: Just hear me out. Her husband's Brush with Greatness, she doesn't want to paint  him as being impulsive. Who the hell talks like that?
Scully: You tell me.
Mulder: She was waving it under our noses.  She was playing with us. Modell told me-he warned me not to play the game. I think it was her game he was talking about.
Skinner: Modell told you.
Mulder: Has she asked how her husband was murdered? Has she shown any interest in the details? An escaped serial killer has escaped and is stalking her. Does she seem particularly fearful to you? 

Skinner: On the floor, Modell! 
Modell: Hey, it's Mel Cooley.
Modell: I Have a gun....

Scully: That's one hell of a plan, Mulder. A serial killer makes us believe that he's guilty in turn diverting the suspicion away from the real estate lady?  Well, he had me going!

Mulder: Okay, look. You do me a favor, Scully. You give me a call when you think I've come to my senses, alright?

Linda: Bobby....why did you do  it? I didn't ask you to come after me. 
Modell: Don't make a mistake.
Linda: I'm not. After what they've done. You think I'd let them get away with this. Going to finish what you started.
Modell: No.......Stop........
Linda: Bobby....Bobby....you're not in any pain. You feel wonderful. You've never felt better. Your heart is slowing. It's tired. It's too worn out to keep beating. Let it rest...........slows......it slows......and it  stops.