***Squeeze***

Scully: Mulder, they don't want you involved. They feel your methods, your theories are...
Mulder: Spooky? Do you think I'm spooky?

Colton: "So Mulder, what do you think? Does this look like the work of little green men?"
Mulder: "Grey."
Colton: "Excuse me?"
Mulder: "Grey. You said green men. The Reticulan skin tone is actually grey. They're notorious for their extraction of terrestrial human livers. Due to iron depletion in the Reticulan galaxy."
Colton: "You can't be serious."
Mulder: "Do you have any idea what liver and onions go for on Reticula?"

Scully: "Genetics might explain the patterns. It also might explain the sociopathic attitudes and behaviours. It begins with one family member, who raises an offspring, who raises the next child..."
Mulder: "So what's this, the anti-Waltons?"

Mulder: "Do you find me spooky?"

Mulder: "I have a reputation."
Scully: "That's why Belvin's has you hidden away down here."
Mulder: "You're down here, too."

Mulder: "You wouldn't shoot an unarmed man, would 'ya copper?"
Scully: "Mulder, you are jeopardising my stakeout."
Mulder: "Seeds?"

Mulder: "And maybe because I run into so many people who are hostile just because they can't open their minds to the possibilities that, sometimes, the need to mess with their heads outweighs the millstone of humiliation."

Mulder: "Do you have any Dramamine? These [microfilm readers] things always makes me seasick."

Scully: "Is this what it takes to climb the ladder, Colton?"
Colton: "All the way to the top."
Scully: "Then I can't wait until you fall off and land on your ass."

Scully: "Oh, God, Mulder. It smells like... I think it's bile."
Mulder: "Is there any way I can get it off my fingers quickly without betraying my cool exterior?"


***Conduit***

(at the end of the tape of Mulder's hypnosis)

Hypnotist: "Do you believe the voice?"
Mulder: "I want to believe."

Mulder: "How can eight year-old boy who can barely multiply be a threat to national security? And people call ME paranoid."

Scully: "I just don't think it's a good idea to antagonise the local law enforcement."
Mulder: "Who, me? I'm Mr. Congeniality."
Scully: "You never know, we might need his help one of these days."
Mulder: "I'll send him a bundt cake."

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