SCULLY: Mulder? We've got this conference. They're waiting.
MULDER: Yeah. How do I say this without using any negative words, Scully?
SCULLY: You want me to tell them that you're not going to make it to 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: I must remind you this goes against the Bureau's policy of male and female agents consorting in the same motel room while on assignment.
MULDER: Try any of that Tailhook crap on me, Scully, I'll kick your ass. Pop quiz. What animal will attack the strongest leaving the weakest to escape? The answer is none. Not one of the over 4,000 species native to North America will attack the strongest when the weak is vulnerable.
MULDER: Scully, and we may be looking for two individuals.
SCULLY: Why do you say that?
MULDER: Well, that thing lured that woman out of the house last night to separate her from her son.
SCULLY: But for what purpose?
MULDER: Divide and conquer. If your enemy has greater numbers than you, you divide and conquer it to diminish those numbers.
SCULLY: What do you think killed those men?
JEFF: Nature is populated by creatures either trying to kill something they need to survive, or trying to avoid being killed by something that needs them to survive. If we become blinded by the beauty of nature, we may fail to see its cruelty and violence.
SCULLY: Walt Whitman?
JEFF: No. "When Animals Attack" on the Fox Network.
MULDER: Maybe it can regulate its temperature. Do you know of any animal that can?
SCULLY: Ticks. I've heard that they can halt their metabolism for up to 18 years, essentially going into suspended animation until something warm-blooded comes along.
MULDER: That's interesting.
SCULLY: Why is that interesting?
MULDER: 30 years ago, the, uh, the town of Point Pleasant, West Virginia was terrorized for over a year by something - killing livestock and terrorizing the people. Witnesses described them as primitive looking men with red piercing eyes. Became known as the "moth men." I've got an X-File dating back to 1952 on it.
SCULLY: What would that be filed next to - - "The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati?"
MULDER: No, "The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati" is in the C's. "Moth Men"'s over in the M's.
MULDER: What are you doing.
SCULLY: Trying to open my gun. If I can separate the shell from the casing maybe I can get the powder to ignite.
MULDER: Oh. And maybe it'll start raining weenies and marshmallows.
SCULLY: Do I detect a hint of negativity?
MULDER: No. Yes ... actually. Yeah.
SCULLY: Mulder, you need to keep warm. Your body's still in shock.
MULDER: I was told once that the best way to regenerate body heat was to crawl naked into a sleeping bag with somebody else who's already naked.
SCULLY: Well, maybe if it rains sleeping bags, you'll get lucky.
SCULLY: Have you thought seriously about dying?
MULDER: Yeah, once, when I was at the Ice Capades.
SCULLY: When I was fighting my cancer, I was angry at the injustice of it and its meaninglessness. And then I realized that that was the struggle - to give it meaning. To make sense of it. It's like life.
MULDER: I think Nature is supremely indifferent to whether we live or die. I mean, if you're lucky you get 75 years. If you're really lucky you get 80 years. And if you're extraordinarily lucky, you get to have 50 of those years with a decent head of hair.
MULDER: One of us has got to stay awake, Scully.
SCULLY: You sleep, Mulder.
MULDER: If you get tired, you wake me.
SCULLY: I'm not going to get tired.
MULDER: Why don't you sing... something.
SCULLY: No... Mulder.
MULDER: Well, if you sing something, I'll know you're awake.
SCULLY: Mulder, you don't want me to sing. I can't carry a tune.
MULDER: It doesn't matter. Just sing anything.
SCULLY: Jeremiah was a bull frog... was a good friend of mine. Never understood a single word he said... but I helped him drink his wine....