Lyle: It gave me the creeps.
Scully: The creeps?
Lyle: Yeah, the creeps. Don't you ever get the creeps?
Scully: Well, there seems to be nothing unexplainable about this case.
Mulder: (he holds up a large, thin piece of skinlike material) Nope. Not a thing.
Ish: Go home, FBI.
Mulder: How'd you know?
Ish: I could smell you a mile away.
Mulder: Well, they told me that even though my deodorant's made for a woman, it's strong enough for a man.
Ish: I was at Wounded Knee in 1973. What I learned fighting the FBI is you don't believe in us and we don't believe in you.
Mulder: I want to believe.
Mulder: A true piece of history, Scully. The very first X-File. Initiated by J Edgar Hoover himself in 1946.
Ish: I sense you are different, FBI. You're more open to Native American belief than some Native Americans. You even have an Indian name - Fox. You should be "Running Fox", or "Sneaky Fox".
Mulder: Just so long as it's not Spooky Fox.
Ish: FBI! See you in about . . . eight years.
Mulder: I hope not.
(They smile and nod at each other.)
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