“You're supposed to be sleeping' Mulder didn't jump, didn't turn his head. 'The day you figure out how to turn off my brain Scully let me know.' He shook his head, but carefully. 'Amazing isn't it?' 'Your brain?' She leaned her forearms on the railing. 'It's okay but I wouldn't call it amazing.”

“Scully, you're a doctor, for God's sake. You gonna tell me you actually go along with this s---?' [said the Sheriff].Mulder held his breath.'Sheriff,' [Scully] answered in her most official, neutral voice. 'I have never known Mulder to be so far off-base that I would dismiss everything he says out of hand.'...Thank you Scully, Mulder thought with a brief smile. I'd rather have a resounding 'Absolutely and how dare you,' but that'll do in a pinch.On the other hand, the day that 'Absolutely and how dare you' actually came, it would probably kill him with amazement.”

“I want us to cool down for a while before we end up on horses' said Scully. 'What?' Hank asked.'A definition of confusion.' Mulder explained, hands clasped behind his head. 'He jumped up on his horse and rode off in all directions.' He winked. 'Scully likes wise sayings like that. She hoardes fortune cookies you know.”

“Mulder stumbled, and Scully grabbed his arm to steady him. He smiled at her wanly. 'Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?''Since when did you ever think I was helpless, Mulder?'Never, he thought; never.”

“You know,' he said as they made their way down the hall, 'I appreciate the support, Scully, but I don't need defending. Not really.'She looked up at him and sighed. 'Oh yes you do, Mulder.'He looked back blankly.'Trust me,' she said, patting his arm. 'On this one you'll have to trust me.”

“Besides, you have to remember that the thinner air out here slows down the intellectual process, the result of less oxygen flowing to the brain.'He grinned and looked at her sideways. 'Is that a doctor thing?''No that's a Scully thing... The doctor thing is, get some sleep... or you'll be useless in the morning.'He nodded as he waved a weary good night over his shoulder, sidestepping a garden wall just before he tripped over it. Another wave- I'm okay, I know what I'm doing- before he disappeared into the passageway.”

“I'm okay,' [Mulder] said, shifting over to make room for Scully. 'Just thinking.''Out here, that'll get you pneumonia.''Is that a doctor's truth thing?'...'No, it's cold, that's what it is. God, Mulder, why can't you ever have a mood someplace warm?”