QUOTES

Scully: "You know, it's strange. Men can blow up buildings, and they can be nowhere near the crime scene. But we can piece together the evidence and convict them beyond a doubt. Our labs here can recreate out of the most microscopic details their motivation and circumstance to almost any murder. Right down to a killer's attitude towards his mother and that he was a bewetter. But in the case of a woman . . . my sister . . . who was gunned down in cold blood in a well-lit apartment building by a shooter who left the weapon at the crime scene, we can't even put together enough to keep anybody interested." ---

Scully (to Mulder): (laughs) I'm just constantly amazed by you. I . . . 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 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: That's what you think of me?
Scully: Well, maybe not a shovel. Maybe a back hoe.
Mulder: "Well that's good, because there's some garbage in San Diego I want you to help me dig through." ---

Doc: "Whatever these men came in contact with, it was man-made. Levels like this just don't appear in nature."
Mulder: "Not on this planet." ---

Mulder: "So it's OK for us to go on board?"
Morgan: "Sure. Probably get more radiation off your cell-phone." ---

Morgan: ". . . It's (the ship) a mess, huh?"
Mulder: "Just like home." ---

(Mulder and Scully are reviewing a black-and-white videotape in bad condition.)
Mulder: "It looks like the fuselage of a plane."
Scully: "It's an American P51 Mustang."
US Naval Guy (Leaning in to look at the monitor): "Yeah, it sure is."
Mulder: "I just got very turned on." ---

Skinner: "Who are you guys?"
MIB: "We work for the intelligence community."
Skinner: "Remind me not to move there." ---

Mulder: "This seat taken, Ms. Kallenchek? Geraldine Kallenchek, isn't it?"
Kallenchek: "Jerri, with a 'J'."
Mulder: "I noticed you flew first class. Must be good money selling classified documents."
Kallenchek: "It's a bull market, hon. And I'm Miss Popular. Let's make a deal." ---

Kallenchek: "Arrest me? With what, your chopsticks? This is Hong Kong, Mr. Mulder. They don't allow handguns here. They took yours away at the airport." (Mulder smiles and handcuffs her to him)
Kallenchek: "Hey! Hey! You can't do that!"
Mulder: I just did. *Now* let's make a deal . . ." ---

Mulder: "Open it. (kicks it open) Pardon my gender type, but after you." ---

Mulder: "Where are the lights?"
Krychek: "Right here." (Points gun)
Mulder: "Krychek. Thought guns were against the law here." K
rychek: "Yeah, well you know what they say . . . when guns are outlawed . . ." ---

Mulder: "No way to treat your business partner. Especially since she seems to be moving those secrets you're selling so well."
Krychek: "Looks like she's your partner now." ---

(Mulder punches Krychek in the stomach)
Mulder: "That's for your partner. This is for me." (Headbutts him in the nose)
Mulder: "And this is for my father." (Points Krychek's gun at his abdomen)
Krychek: "I didn't kill your father."
Mulder: "*Now* you tell me . . ." ---

Mulder: "Feeling better?"
Krychek/Entity: "Like a new man."