Never Again (4x13)
MULDER: I made a last ditch effort to get out of it, but the Bureau is holding fast to its Federal Employees Vacation Policy. I haven't taken a day off in four years, so either I take a week vacation now, or they start not paying me for eight weeks' vacation time. I don't like it, but I got to do it. I got to pay the rent. I got to eat. Part of me can't help thinking this is just another way to get me out of here.
MULDER: Do what you want. Don't go to Philadelphia. But let me remind you that I worked my ass off to get these files reopened. You were only assigned. This work is my life.
SCULLY: And it's become mine.
MULDER: You don't want it to be?
SCULLY: This isn't about you. Or maybe it is, indirectly. I don't know. I feel like I've lost sight of myself, Mulder. It's hard to see, let alone find in the darkness of covert locations. I mean, I wish I could say that we were going in circles, but we're not. We're going in an endless line -- two steps forwards and three steps back. While my own life is... standing still.
SCULLY: So, what makes this place a good place to go when you're feeling down?
JERSE: Oh, it's kind of ... Everyone here looks like their problems are worse than mine. Makes me feel good about myself.
SCULLY: Not everything is about you, Mulder. This is my life.