“Tell me, have you done much circus work in your life?' [asked Mulder].Nutt drew himself up to his full height. 'And what makes you think I've ever even gone to a circus, let alone been a slave in one?' he demanded...Finally Mulder managed to say, 'I didn't mean any offense.''Offended? Why should I be offended?' Nutt demanded. 'It's human nature to make quick judgements of people based only on their looks. Why, I have done the same thing to you.''Have you?' said Mulder. 'And what have you concluded?''I have taken in your all-American face, your unsmiling expression, your boring necktie. I have decided you work for the government,' Nutt said. 'You are- an FBI agent.''Am I really?' Mulder said.'I hope you get my point,' Nutt said. 'I want to show how stupid it would be to look at you as a type, rather than as an individual.''But I am an FBI agent,' Mulder said, showing Nutt his badge.There was a loud silence.Then Nutt said, 'Sign the book please.”

“I didn't know you were a techie, Mulder.' said Scully...'I used to fool around with ham radios when I was a kid,' Mulder said, not looking up from his work.'Let me guess why,' said Scully. 'Ever succeed in making contact with a spaceship?'...'No,' said Mulder. 'But it wasn't from lack of trying.”

“So, Mulder,' Colton spoke in a mocking tone. 'What do you think? Look like the work of Little Green Men?''Gray,' Mulder said seriously.'What?' Colton asked.'Gray,' Mulder explained. You said green men. A Reticulan's skin tone is gray. They're known for their extraction of human livers due to a lack of iron in the Reticulian Galaxy.'Colton looked confused- as though he couldn't tell whether Mulder was joking. 'You can't be serious,' he said.'Do you know how much liver and onions go for on Reticulum?' Mulder asked Colton.”

“I'm sure they just felt more comfortable talking to me.''Why would I make them so uncomfortable?' Mulder asked.Scully faced him, hesitating... 'It's probably because of your... reputation.''Reputation?' he echoed, sounding puzzled. 'I have a reputation?'Mulder was deliberately giving her a hard time... 'They feel your methods, your theories are...''Spooky?' Mulder guessed. 'What about you? You think I'm... spooky?”

“It smells like... I think it's bile. Tooms must have taken it from his victims' livers.''Oh,' Mulder said. He sounded a little sick. 'Do you think there's any way I can quickly get it off my finger without betraying my cool exterior?'... Mulder hastily wiped his hand on the floor.”

“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?”