Scully: Mulder! I am free. Mulder: You’re free? Scully: Mmhmm. I’m going to go home, take a shower for, I don’t know, eight or nine hours, burn the clothes that I’m wearing, and then sleep until late spring.
Do not mess with mother fuckin fierce Agent Dana Scully. She will scratch your eyes, punch you in the face, kick you in the balls, stab you with broken mirror glass, throw furniture on top of you, judo chop on your back, kick you some more, and shoot you. In her pajamas. And look gorgeous while doing all of it.
Scully: Oh I should just shoot myself! Ogghh. I was so happy! I was so excited! What was I thinking? An invisible man?? Mulder: You saw it - it was real! Scully: I don’t know what I saw, Mulder. I do know that having that kind of proof in my hands, it was just too good to be true.
Scully: Mulder, do you think it’s at all possible that Hoffman is really Jesus Christ? Mulder: Are you making fun of me? Scully: No. Mulder: Well, no, I don’t. But I know crazy people can be very persuasive. Scully: Well, yes, I know that.