Mr. X: The truth is still out there, but it's never been more dangerous.
KRYCEK: I paid off your cab. I don't appreciate being ditched like somebody's bad date.
MULDER: Sorry if I hurt your feelings.
KRYCEK: Where do you get off copping this attitude? I mean, you don't know the first thing about me.
MULDER: Exactly.
KRYCEK: You know, back at the academy, some of the guys used to make fun of you.
MULDER: Oh, stop it, or you're going to hurt my feelings.
MULDER: What's this scar right here?
KRYCEK: According to his medical history, the only surgery he ever had was an appendectomy.
MULDER: Well, unless they got to his appendix through his neck...
SCULLY: Sounds like your new partner's working out.
MULDER: He's alright. He could use a little more seasoning and some, uh, wardrobe advice. But he's a lot more open to extreme possibilities than...
SCULLY: ...Than I was?
MULDER: Than I assumed he would be.
SCULLY: Must be nice not having someone questioning your every move, poking holes in all your theories?
MULDER: Oh... oh, yeah... i-i-it's great, a-ah I'm surprised I put up with you so long...
SCULLY: You better go...
MULDER: Alright, what do you want to know?"
KRYCEK: Just the truth. You know there's things you're not telling me that I need to know.
MULDER: It's just that my ideas usually aren't very popular.
KRYCEK: Scully's a problem.
CSM: Every problem has its solution.
