Sheriff: Things like this aren’t supposed to happen here. Mulder: A forty-two-year-old real estate agent murders four strangers with his bare hands? It’s not supposed to happen anywhere.
Mulder: You know they say three species disappear off the planet every day. You wonder how many new ones are being created.
Mulder: Deep Throat said Trust No One. It’s hard, Scully. Suspecting everyone, everything. It wears you down. You even begin to doubt what you know is the truth. Before, I could only trust myself. Now I can only trust you.
Deep Throat: Trust…. Trust no one.
Mulder: Have you ever thought about calling one of them all day long and then all the sudden the phone rings and it’s them calling you? Scully: Does this pitch somehow end with a way for me to lower my long distance charges?
Scully: I just started the autopsy. Lazard: Yeah, um. I don’t think he’s going anywhere.
Mulder: If you release Eugene Tooms he will kill again. It’s in his genetic make-up.
Scully: And you suspect, what? Bigfoot? Mulder: Not likely. That’s a lot of flannel to be choking down, even for Bigfoot.
Ish: I was at Wounded Knee in 1973. Know what I learned fighting the FBI? They don’t believe in us, and we don’t believe in them. Mulder: I want to believe.
Sheriff Daniels: Ninety-nine percent of the people in this world are fools. The rest of us are in great danger of contagion.
Langly: UFOs caused the Gulf War Syndrome. That’s a good one. Byers: That’s why we like you, Mulder. Your ideas are weirder than ours.
Mulder: You’re slipping, Anderson. Anderson: Ten minutes may be enough time for you, Mulder. Of course I wouldn’t know that from personal experience.
Mulder: Two men died in that crash room, Scully. One man came back. The question is, which one?
Scully: There’s something up there, Mulder. Mulder: Oh, I’ve been saying that for years.
Scully: Did Boggs confess? Mulder: No. No, it was five hours of Boggs’ channeling. After three hours I asked him to summon up the soul of Jimi Hendrix and requested “All Along the Watchtower.” You know guy’s been dead twenty years, but he still hasn’t lost his edge.