Redux
Scully: Mulder? What are you doing? Why are you sitting in my bedroom in the dark?

Scully: All lies lead to the truth, isn't that right?

Redux II

Scully: Yes, you can. Mulder, if I can save you, let me. Let me give at least some meaning to what's happened to me.

Unusual Suspects

Detour

Scully: Mulder we've got this conference, they're waiting.
Mulder: How do I say this without using any negative words, Scully?
Scully: You want me to tell them you're not going to make it at this year's teamwork seminar?
Mulder: Yeah. You see that? We don't need that conference. We have communication like that unspoken. You know what I'm thinking.

Scully: (to Mulder) However I must remind you, this goes against the bureau policy of male and female agents consorting in the same motel room while on assignment.

Scully: You know Mulder, sometimes I think some work on your communication skills wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Scully: You're putting me on.
Mulder: No, My dad and I were Indian Guides. I know these things.

Scully: I'm not going to get tired.

Scully: Mulder you don't want me to sing, I can't carry a tune.
Mulder: It doesn't matter, just sing anything.

Scully: Jeramiah was a bullfrog. Was a good friend of mine. Never understood a single word he said, but I helped him drink his wine...

Scully: Mulder, I'm not alone.

Scully: There has to be a scientific explanation for this.

Post-Modern Prometheus

Scully: Peanut butter sandwiches?
Mulder: You think baloney would be more effective?

Christmas Carol

Emily

Scully: Who are the men who would create a life who's only hope is to die?
Mulder: I don't know, but that you found her - and had a chance to love her. Maybe she was meant for that too.

Kitsunegari

Schizogeny

Scully: Mulder, where's the body?

Chinga

Scully: I am on vacation.

Scully: What are you watching Mulder?
Mulder: It's the World's Deadiest Swarms.

Scully: I was hoping for something a little more helpful.

Scully: That poster. Where'd you get it?
Mulder: Oh, I got it down on M Street at some head shop about five years ago.

Mulder: There's got to be a scientific explaination for this.
Scully: Oh, I don't know. I think some things are better left unexplained.

Kill Switch

Scully: (shocked) Mulder, that's evidence.
Mulder: Gee, I hope so.

Scully: Stop screwing around.

Scully: Do you believe this load of crap?

Bad Blood

Scully: I didn't do the... with the thing.

Scully: Why the hell didn't you tell me that from the beginning?

Sheriff: You really know your stuff Dana.
Mulder: Dana? He never even knew your first name.
Scully: Are you going to interrupt me or what?

Scully: Anyway, that's when you had your big break through... whatever.

Scully: What am I even looking for?
Mulder: I don't know.

Scully: 4:54 PM, begin autopsy on white male, age 60, who is arguably having a worse time in Texas than I am... although not by much. I'll begin with the "y" incision. (blade falls to the floor) Yee-haw. Heart weighs 370 grams, tissue appears healthy. Left lung weighs 345 grams, tissue appears healthy. Large intestine... 890 grams, yada yada yada. Stomach contents show last meal close to the time of death, consisting of... pizza, topped with pepperoni, green peppers, mushrooms... mushrooms... That sounds really good.

Scully: Having completed the autopsy I checked into the Davey Crockett Motor Court.
Mulder: The name of it was actually the Sam Houston Motor Lodge.

Scully: I just put money in the magic fingers!

Scully: Forgoing both dinner and sleep I was soon back at the funeral home examining one Mr. Paul Lombardo from Naples... Florida. Heart... lung... large intestine. As with the previous victim, it appears that the subject was most likely incapacitated with chloral hydrate, and then exsanguinated. (Her cell phone rings) The drug was either injected or ingested. I'm not sure which. (Phone rings again. She answers it) Scully. (She only hears breathing) Hello? Hello? (Sighing on the phone. She hangs up and puts new latex gloves on) Where was I? Stomach contents. Stomach contents include... pizza... (gasps) Chloral hydrate's in the pizza. The pizza guy. (Gasps again) Mulder!

Scully: Well is't obviously not a vampire.
Mulder: Really - why not?
Scully: Because they don't exist.

Scully: Hoo Boy!

Scully: He had BIG buck teeth?!
Mulder: He had a slight overbite.
Scully: No he didn't. And that's significant? How?
Mulder: I'm just trying to be thourough.

Scully: If there's a point, Mulder, please feel free to come to it.

Scully: What do you mean you want me to do another autopsy?! And why do I have to do it right now?! I just spent hours on my feet doing an autopsy, all for you. I do it all for you, Mulder. You know, I haven't eaten since 6:00 this morning, and all that was, was a half a cream cheese bagel, and it wasn't even real cream cheese, it was light cream cheese. And now you want me to run off and do another autopsy?

Scully: But he was dead.
Mulder: I noticed that.
Scully: With a steak through his heart.
Mulder: I noticed that too.

Mulder: I can neither confirm nor deny Agent Scully's version of events
Scully: Anyway, I was drugged.

Patient X

Scully: (To Mulder) You look constipated, actually.

Scully: Well... I guess I'm done here. You seem to have invalidated your own work. Have a nice life.

Scully: You've come a long way, Mulder.

The Red and the Black

Scully: Why are you laughing?
Mulder: I'm not laughing at you. I'm just very happy to be standing here talking to you.

Scully: OH MY GOD! Oh my God! Oh my God.

Travellers

Mind’s Eye

All Souls

Scully: My name is Dana. I'm going to get you out of there, ok?

Scully: I'm going to take you some place safe.

The Pine Bluff Variant

Scully: Oh, Mulder, what did they do to you? God, this needs to be set. You're in pain.
Mulder: Yeah, if you keep pulling it around like that.

Folie à Deux

Scully: You're saying 'I' alot. I heard 'we'.

Mulder: Scully, at the risk of you telling me, I told you so, I think it's time for you to get down here and help me.
Scully: I told you so.

Scully: (to Mulder ] Have you slept?

Scully: He was mentally ill. This monster was a sick fantasy ... a product of his dementia.
Mulder: I saw it, too. (worried, really asking her) Does that make me disturbed? Demented? Does that make me sick, too?

Scully: Folieà Deux. A madness shared by two.

The End

Scully: I have to disappear for a bit.

Scully: Mulder, it's me.

Scully: you think I don't care?

Scully: Well, I'll be here, if you need to reach me.

Scully: (sad and tired) Mulder, whatever you may believe, this time they may have won.