Mulder: "What are you doing here?"
Deep Throat: "Thought we might take in a Warriors game"

Eve 6: "This replication of chromosomes also produces additional genes. Heightened strength, heightened intelligence..."
Mulder: "...Heightened psychosis."
Eve 6: "You saved the best for last."

Mulder: "That's a nice bunny, Tina."
Mulder: "Back off, I'm a Federal Agent."
Trucker: "Yeah, and these are America's Most Wanted."
Woman: "I'll call the police."
Scully: "We *are* the police!"

Tina: "We're just little girls."
Mulder: "That's the LAST thing you are."

***Fire***

Mulder: "That's weird. I was sure I locked it."
Scully: "Must be an X-File."

Scully: I noticed you drop everything fast enough in order to help her out.
Mulder: I was merely extending her a professional courtesy.
Scully: Oh, is *that* what you were extending?

Mulder: "Ten to one you can't dance to it."
Mulder: "Dana Scully, this is Phoebe Green. The terror of Scotland Yard."
Scully: "Hello."
Phoebe (whispering in Mulder's ear): "She hates me."

Scully: "So Sherlock, is the game afoot."
Mulder: "I'm afraid so Watson."

Phoebe: "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you left your sense of humour in Oxford ten years ago."
Mulder: "No, actually, that's one of the things you didn't manage to drive a stake through."

Scully: "Mulder, you just keep unfolding like a flower."

Scully: "So she shows up knowing the power she has over you and then she makes you walk through fire."
Mulder: "Phoebe is fire."

Scully: "Oh, I forgot what it was like to spend a day in court."
Mulder: "That's one of the luxuries of hunting down aliens and genetic mutants. You rarely get to press charges."

Scully: "Can I meet you somewhere?"
Mulder: "No, it's just that I'm kind of anticipating having my hands full."

Mulder: "Doesn't look like your arsonist is going to make an appearance."
Phoebe: "That doesn't mean there won't be any fires, you know."

Cecil: "Time to call 911."

Scully (as Phoebe): "Care to take me to lunch?"

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