MULDER: Oh, I got something for you.

SCULLY: Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

MULDER: This is something that reminded me of you.

SCULLY: What, an alien implant?

MULDER: Two, actually. I made 'em into earrings.

SCULLY: Mulder, why can't you just accept the facts?

MULDER: Because there are no facts, Scully. What they're telling you, what they're going to report, they're the opposite of the facts. A claim to ignorance of the facts. Claimed steadfastly, ignorance becomes as acceptable as the truth.

MOTEL MANAGER: Look at this. I don't know what kind of game she was playing in here. She blew the door right out of the jamb. I doubt insurance will cover it.

MULDER: Does your policy cover the acts of extraterrestrials?

MULDER: How deep is it here?

BRUCE BEARFELD: Fifty, sixty maybe. Have you worked at this depth before?

MULDER: Not exactly.

BRUCE BEARFELD: What exactly is your experience?

MULDER: Once, I, uh... I got a quarter off of the deep end at the "Y" pool.