SKINNER: I don't think this has anything to do with interest.

SCULLY: If I may say so, sir, it has everything to do with interest. Just not yours, and not mine.

SCULLY: I'm just constantly amazed by you... you're working down here in the basement, sifting through files and transmissions that any other agent would just throw away in the garbage.

MULDER: Well that's why I'm in the basement, Scully.

SCULLY: You're in the basement because they're afraid of you, of your relentlessness and because they know that they could drop you in the middle of the desert, and tell you the truth is out there, and you'd ask them for a shovel!

MULDER: Is that what you think of me?

SCULLY: Well, maybe not a shovel. Maybe a backhoe.

MULDER: Well that's good because there's some garbage in San Diego I want you to help me dig through.

SKINNER: Who are you guys?

GRAY-HAIRED MAN: We work for the intelligence community.

SKINNER: Remind me not to move there.

MULDER: Krycek. I thought guns were against the law here.

KRYCEK: Yeah, well you know what they say. When guns are outlawed...

MULDER: Why don't you take that gun and shoot yourself in your head like you shot my father?