“So you and the lovely Agent Scully are going down to investigate?' Frohike said, sounding hopeful.'Yeah, we leave for Cancun tomorrow.''Our tax dollars at work,' Langly snorted.'I'd love to see Agent Scully with a healthy tropical tan,' Frohike said.'Down, Frohike,' Mulder said.”

“Frohike... had a long-standing crush on Dana Scully, but basically it was all talk. Mulder suspected Frohike would turn into a jittering mass of nerves if Scully ever consented to go out with him.”

“Scully,' [Mulder] said, his voice quiet and serious, 'with the... unorthodox explanations I often find when studying the evidence, I know you're always skeptical-but every time you're at least fair to me. You respect my opinion, even when you don't agree with it.' He looked at his hands. 'I don't know if I've ever told you, but I really appreciate that.'She looked at him and smiled. 'You've told me, Mulder. Maybe not in words... but you've told me.”

“When I was doing preliminary research on this case, I remembered the story about Tlazolteotl.' [Mulder] glanced at the old archaeologist. 'Am I pronouncing it correctly? It sounds like I'm swallowing a turtle.”

“Mulder, I want you to meet your new assistant. Special Agent Dana Scully, Fox Mulder.''An assistant? Nice to know I'm suddenly so highly regarded.' Mulder turned to Scully. 'Who did you tick off to get stuck with this detail, Scully?”

“They'll have to bring in Mulder an' Scully, because there ain't no CSI on the planet that'll ever be able to explain this.”

“Leave it to a Jedi never to give you a straight answer.”