Cigarette Smoking Man (William B. Davis): “When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes.” Oh, but your mommy will still love you. All a mother wants is to shield her boy from pain and danger. Safe in the world as he was once in the womb.
Mulder: How did you get in here?
CSM: How does anything I do surprise you now? Aren’t you expecting me to sprout vampire fangs?
Mulder: You’ve come to kill me.
CSM: Be better than living like a zombie, wouldn’t it? I’m giving you a choice.
Mulder: What choice?
CSM: Life or death. Your account is squared. With me, with God, with the IRS, with the FBI. Rise out of your bed and come with me.
Mulder: I’m dying, you idiot. If I could get up I’d kick your ass.
CSM: Don’t be so dramatic. Only part of you is dying. The part that played the hero. You’ve suffered enough. For the X-Files, for your partner. For the world. You’re not Christ. You’re not Prince Hamlet. You’re not even Ralph Nader. You can walk out of this hospital and the world will forget you. Arise.
CSM: Would you like an explanation?
Mulder: I’m not sure.
CSM: While you were lying unconscious in the hospital this afternoon my doctors worked on you.
Mulder: Why?
CSM: At some point I realized that if the Syndicate didn’t kill you the FBI would. If the FBI didn’t kill you, your own misguided heroism would. There’s really no way out for you. There’s no way for you to cheat death except by disappearing.
Mulder: A man can’t just disappear.
CSM: I’ve made entire cultures disappear. Like me now, you’ll become a man without a name. Even while you’ll miss your former identity, you’ll learn to love life’s simple pleasures.
Albert Hosteen (Floyd “Red Crow” Westerman): I was hoping to see your partner.
Scully: He’s missing.
Albert Hosteen: You must save him.
Scully: He’s very ill.
Albert Hosteen: You must find him before something happens. Not only for his sake, for the sake of us all.
CSM: You can drive away right now. Drive back to Scully and your X-Files. And imminent death. I wouldn’t be surprised if you did. But I’d take a look around. Why leave something behind if you don’t know what you’re leaving.
Deep Throat (Jerry Hardin): They can change your name, but they can’t change the things you love.
Mulder: It can’t be. You’re dead.
Deep Throat: No. No, just really relaxed.
Mulder: Scully saw you get shot. On the bridge, six years ago. I was sure you were dead.
Deep Throat: One well-placed bullet. A punctuation mark in a man’s life and you get to start a whole new chapter.
Deep Throat: I’m here to tell you, that you’re not the hub of the Universe. The cause of life and death. We—you and I—are merely puppets in a master plan. No more, no less. We’ve suffered enough. Now you should enjoy your life.
Diana Fowley (Mimi Rogers): You have to let go, Fox.
Mulder: Just like that I’m supposed to slip into domestic bliss?
CSM: They think what he has is killing him. In actuality he’s never been more alive.
CSM: Extraordinary men are always tempted by the simplest things. Dreams are all he has now.
Doctor: There was no way you could have predicted this.
CSM: The fact remains, he’s our savior. He’s immune to the coming viral apocalypse. He’s the hero here.
Doctor: He may not survive the procedure.
CSM: Then he suffers a hero’s fate.
Albert Hosteen: There are more worlds than the one you can hold in your hand.
Mulder: Scully, I was coming down to work to tell you that Albert Hosteen is dead. He died last night in New Mexico. He’d been in a coma for two weeks. There was no way he could have been in your apartment.
Scully: He was there. We prayed together. Mulder I don’t believe that. I don’t believe it. It’s impossible.
Mulder: Is it any more impossible than what you saw in Africa? Or what you saw in me?
Scully: I don’t know what to believe anymore.