- Scully: What kind of business are you in?
- Well Manicured Man: We predict the future. And the best way to predict it, is to invent it.
- Deep Throat: [standing over an unconscious Mulder] I was first struck by the absence of time, having depended on it so completely as a measure of my self and my life; moving backwards into the perpetual night it consumes purpose, indeed, all passion and will. I come to you, old friend with a dull clarity of the dead not to beckon you, but to feel the fire and intensity that still live in you... and the heavy weight of your burdens which I had once borne. There is truth you know, friend, if that's all you seek but there's no justice or judgment without which truth is a vast... dead... hollow. Go back. Do not look into the abyss or let the abyss look into you; awaken the sleep of reason and fight the monsters within and without.
- Scully: You're not protecting me, you're protecting yourself.
- Well Manicured Man: Why should that surprise you? Motives are rarely unselfish.
- Frohike: He was a good friend. A redwood among mere sprouts. I guess this means he's passing you the torch?
- Scully: Uh, I'm afraid not. I'm soon to be out of a job.
- Frohike: Those sons of bitches! They're rigging the game.
- Scully: And like rats they just scatter back into the wood pile.
- Frohike: The rats that killed the cat.
- William Mulder: Hello, son. I did not dare hope to see you so soon nor ever again hope to broker fate with a life to which I gave life. The lies I told you were a pox and poison to my soul and now you are here because of them. Lies I thought might bury forever a truth I could not live with. I stand here, ashamed of the choices I made so long ago, when you were just a boy. You are the memory, Fox. It lives in you. If you were to die now, the truth will die. And only the lies survive us.
- Scully: Who are you?
- Well Manicured Man: I'm a member of a kind of consortium. We represent certain global interests.
- Scully: What kind of interests?
- Well Manicured Man: Interests that would be severely threatened if the contents of the digital tape you are all pursuing were to come to light.
- Scully: Threatened enough to murder?
- Well Manicured Man: Oh my, yes.
- Scully: What are you here for?
- Well Manicured Man: To tell you your life is in danger, too.
- Scully: Leave me alone.
- Well Manicured Man: They'll kill you one of two ways. They'll send someone, possibly two men. Kill you in your home or in the garage with an unregistered weapon which will be left at the scene. Using false documents supplied by associates of mine, they'll be out of the country in less than two hours.
- Scully: You said there were two ways.
- Well Manicured Man: Yes. He or she will be someone close to you. Someone you trust. They'll arrange a meeting or come to your house unexpectedly. Do you have someplace else you might stay?
- Scully: Why? Why kill me?
- Well Manicured Man: You want something they don't--justice--and because they are now quite certain you don't have the computer copy of the files they're looking for.
- Scully: Why are you protecting me?
- Well Manicured Man: I feel my colleagues are acting... impulsively, and your death would draw unnecessary attention to our group.
- Scully: You're not protecting me, you're protecting yourself.
- Well Manicured Man: Why should that surprise you? Motives are rarely unselfish.