Frohike: I don't think we've been followed.
Mulder: Who would follow you?
Byers: Multinational black ops unit. Code name Garnett.
Langly: Trained killers. School of the American Alumni.
Mulder: Have you boys been defacing library books again?

Frohike: Tell Scully I've been working out. I'm buff.

Hepcat Helm: Who are the rubes?
Sheriff Hamilton: These are FBI agents Scully and Mulder. This is Hepcat Helm, he operates a carnival funhouse.
Hepcat Helm: Oh man, how many times have I told you not to call it that. It's not some rinky dink carny ride. People go through it, they don't have fun, they get the hell scared out of them. It's not a funhouse, it's a tabernacle of terror.
Sheriff Hamilton: It's a funhouse.

Ish: I sense you are different, FBI. You're more open to Native American belief than some Native Americans.You even have an Indian name - Fox. You should be Running Fox, or Sneaky Fox.
Mulder: Just as long as it's not Spooky Fox.

Johansen: Conscience is just the voices of the dead trying to save us from our own damnation.

Kristen Kilar: Are you about to ask what a normal person like me is doing in a place like this?
Mulder: How do you define normal?
Kristen Kilar: Misha, red wine... I don't. How do you?
Mulder: All I know is... normal is not what I feel.
Kristen Kilar: You've lost someone. Not a lover... a friend.

Krycek: Scully's a problem. A much larger problem than you described.
The Cigarette Smoking Man: Every problem has a solution.

Langly: L.S.D.M. Obviously, you haven't read our August edition of "T.L.G."
Mulder: Oh, sorry boys. It arrived the same day as my subscription to "Celebrity Skin."

Lenny: Mr. Nut, the kind-hearted manager here, convinced me that to make a living by publicly displaying my deformity lacked dignity. So... now I carry other people's luggage. I believe these are your trailers; if they are not... then I am wrong.
[Mulder takes the suitcases from Lenny and tips him]
Lenny: Oh, that's most considerate. Thank you very much.
[Mulder shows Scully that he still has the tip in his hand]
Lenny: Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite. No, no, that's... that's not what I meant... I... I didn't mean to imply that we had bedbugs... I... I meant to say don't let... don't let the...
Mulder: The 'Fiji Mermaids' bite?
Lenny: Yes, that's right... The 'Fiji Mermaids'...

Margaret Scully: Hello, Fox.
Scully: [smiles] Not Fox. Mulder. [opens her eyes]
Mulder: How you feeling?
Scully: [suddenly, apologetically] Mulder, I don't remember anything. After Duane Barry...
Mulder: [shakes his head] Doesn't... doesn't matter.

Melissa Scully: I don't have to be psychic to see that you're in a very dark place. Much darker than where my sister is. Willingly walking deeper into darkness cannot help her at all Only the light...
Mulder: [disgustedly] Oh, enough! - with the harmonic convergence crap, okay, you're not saying anything to me.
Melissa Scully: [angrily] Why don't you just drop your cynicism and your paranoia and your defeat. You know, just because it's positive and good, doesn't mean it's silly or trite.

MIB: [tapping on window] Please, step out of the car.
Mulder: [to Scully] You think if maybe we ignore him, he'll go away?
MIB: [tapping on window] Please, step out of the car.
Mulder: [to Scully] Guess not.

Morgan: What the hell is that?
Mulder: Looks like the fuselage of a plane.
Scully: It's a North American P-51 Mustang.
Mulder: I just got very turned on.

Mulder: (about religious fanatics) They give bona fide paranoids like myself a bad name.

Mulder: (pouting to Scully, after she runs a bath for Kevin) You never draw my bath.