Crewman: That thing is still down there. The Navy'll deny it. But you've got to make sure . . . the truth gets out. I can trust you to do that, can't I, Mr. Mulder?

Young CSM: You can trust all of us.



Scully: I've heard the excuses. I don't care if you and Agent Kolaka have to stand out in the hallway yourselves. This man has to be protected. Okay?



CSM: What's the prognosis?

Doctor: It's just a matter of time. This kind of absorption will have a rapid effect on cellular activity, giving rise to the onset of massive and malignant cancers.



CSM: Have the bodies destroyed.

Doctor: But sir, these men aren't dead yet!

CSM: Isn't that the prognosis?



Mulder: (Wakes up to Scully's smiling face) Guess I'm not dead.



Scully: What's it going to take?

Agent Kolaka: At this point? Other than a sign from God?

Scully: I've seen stranger things believe me.

Pendrell: I believe she has.



Scully: Hi. How are you feeling?

Skinner: Like someone's been inside my stomach redecorating.



Mulder: It looked great on me in the store.



Mulder: I think that Mrs. Gautier went to Hong Kong under the control of this thing to find Krychek. I know . . . I know how it sounds.

Scully: Is anybody NOT looking for Krychek?



Frohike: Nothin' to it.

Byers: You should call upon our services more often.

Langly: We show talent for these G-MAN activities.

Mulder: You mean if I want somebody whacked on the knee with a lead pipe?

Frohike: Only if you want it done right.

Mulder: (Opens package) It's gone.



Mulder: Actually it's a phone number. New York City area code. 555-1012. (hands Frohike pencil) Now don't drop that. It's a finely calibrated piece of investigative equipment. I'm gonna make a phone call.

Frohike: (Still holding pencil the way Mulder gave it to him) I'll be damned.



Agent: His name is Luis Cardinal. Native of Nicaragua. School of the America's alumni.



WMM: I trust we're alone.

Mulder: We're all alone in New York City, sir.



Scully: There must be 200 silos out here. And if I'm correct they were all filled with concrete in accord with the disarmament treaty when the base was decommissioned.

Mulder: I didn't sign any disarmament treaty.



Scully: Where's the concrete.

Mulder: Apparently nobody else signed that treaty either.

Scully: One down, 199 silos to go.



Mulder: Actually I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to . . . thank you for everything you did.

Skinner: You mean me getting shot in the gut?



Scully: Maybe we do bury the dead alive.

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