Skinner: In short Agent Scully, it is your responsibility to see that these cases are by the book.
Scully: I understand, however conventional investigation of these cases may decrease the rate of success.
Mulder: You think they would have taken me more seriously if I wore the grey suit?
Green: I hope you'll be comfortable, Eugene. The room in the back is small, but I'm sure you'll be able to squeeze in.
Tooms: I'm sure.
Mulder: (to Tooms) Excuse me! Could you help me find my dog? He's a Norwegian Elkhound. His name is Heinrich. I use him to hunt Moose.
Scully: Can you determine the cause of death? My instinct says that burial in cement is murder.
Scully: Mulder, it's getting a bit ripe in here, don't you think?
Mulder: (pulls air freshener out of glove box) Pine scented.
Mulder: Tooms hasn't come out of the house all day. I sat through a Phillies game, an Orioles game, and four hours of Ba-Ba-Booey. When it got dark, I took a walk around the block. Do you have that sandwich that I asked you to bring?
Scully: It's liverwurst.
Mulder: Ha-ha.
Scully: Mulder, you know that proper surveillance requires two pairs of agents, one pair relieving the other after twelve hours.
Mulder: Article 30, paragraph 8.7?
Scully: This isn't about doing it by the book. This is about you not having slept for three days. Mulder, you're going to get sloppy and you're going to get hurt. It's inevitable at this point.
Mulder: A request for other agents to stake-out Tooms would be denied. Then we have no grounds.
Scully: Well, then I'll stay here. You go home.
Mulder: They're out to put an end to the X-Files, Scully. I don't know why, but any excuse will do. Now, I don't really care about my record, but you'd be in trouble just for sitting in this car and I'd hate to see you to carry an official reprimand in your file because of me.
Scully: Fox . . .
(Mulder laughs. Scully looks at him.)
Mulder: And I . . . I even made my parents call me Mulder. So . . . Mulder.
Scully: Mulder, I wouldn't put myself on the line for anybody but you.
(They look at each other.)
Mulder: If there's an ice tea in that bag, could be love.
Scully: Must be fate, Mulder. Root beer.
Mulder: Unh . . .
Scully: You're delirious. Go home and get some sleep.
Skinner: Agent Scully, you wouldn't be lying to me would you?
Scully: Sir, I would expect you to place the same trust in me as I do in you.
Scully: There's only room for one.
Mulder: You can get the next mutant.
Skinner: You read this report?
Do you believe them?
CSM: Of course I do.
(Mulder is looking at a caterpillar cocoon hanging off a branch.)
Mulder: It's amazing how things change, isn't it?
Scully: (she looks at the cocoon.) The caterpillar?
Mulder: No, a change for us. It's coming.
Scully: How do you know?
Mulder: A hunch.
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