Mulder: One more anal-probing gyro-pyro levitating ecoplasm alien anti-matter story and I'm going to take out my gun and shoot somebody.
Mulder: I don't think you understand. There's just too much evidence that it's all been a lie. The conspiracy is not to hide the existence of extraterrestrials. It's to make people believe in it so completely that they question nothing.
Dr. Heitz Werber: So, you and I have been advocates of insanity all along? Is this the extreme possibility you believe in now?
Alex Krycek: Well, look who's answering the bat-phone.
The Well-Manicured Man: Alex Krycek.
Alex Krycek: Those guys too cheap to offer you a pension plan?
The Well-Manicured Man: Where are you?
Alex Krycek: I'm in town, actually. New York City.
The Well-Manicured Man: Just tell us what you want.
Alex Krycek: You've been working on a vaccine, against the Black Oil.
The Well-Manicured Man: Unsuccessfuly, you know?
Alex Krycek: Yeah, well. I figured you and your buddies must have been busy while I've been gone.
The Well-Manicured Man: Our research continues.
Alex Krycek: I'll take everything you've got.
The Well-Manicured Man: In exchange for...
Alex Krycek: The boy.
The Well-Manicured Man: Why is that in our interest?
Alex Krycek: Because, without what he knows, you're ain't gonna need any vaccine.
The Well-Manicured Man: And what does he know?
Alex Krycek: That's my opening offer. The longer you wait, the skinnier this kid gets.
Alex Krycek: You go back and tell them...
Marita Covarrubias: Tell them what? What happened here?
Alex Krycek: Tell them it's all going to hell.
Mulder: Do I look like I'm having fun, Scully?
Scully: You look constipated, actually.
Mulder: Well that makes sense, I've had my head up my rear end for the last six years.