CSM: Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You’re stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there’s nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there’s a peanut butter cup or an English toffee. But they’re gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits, filled with hardened jelly and teeth-crunching nuts. And if you’re desperate enough to eat those, all you’ve got left is an empty box filled with useless, brown paper wrappers.

4.7, “Musings of a Cigarette Smoking Man”


4.20, “Small Potatoes”


Mulder: Dana, if early in the four years we’ve been working together, an event occurred that suggested or somebody told you that we’d been friends together in other lifetimes, always, would it have changed some of the ways that we looked at one another?
Scully: Even if I knew for certain, I wouldn’t change a day.

4.5, “The Field Where I Died”


Mulder: It’s all falling into place.
Scully: Mulder, put down the gun.
Mulder: No, don’t try to stop me.
Scully: Please, Mulder.
MULDER: Get away!
Scully: Are you going to shoot me, Mulder? Is that how much this means to you? Mulder, listen to me. You have been given a powerful hallucinogen. You don’t know that these memories are yours. This is not the way to the truth, Mulder. You’ve got to trust me.
Mulder: Shut up!
Scully: Put down the gun. Let it go.

4.23, “Demons”


Scully: I actually was thinking about, uh, this gift that you gave me for my birthday. You never got to tell me why you gave it to me or what it means, but I think I know. I think that you appreciate that there are extraordinary men and women, and extraordinary moments when history leaps forward on the backs of these individuals, that what can be imagined can be achieved, that you must dare to dream, but that there’s no substitute for perseverance and hard work and teamwork because no one gets there alone, and that, while we commemorate the greatness of these events and the individuals who achieve them, we cannot forget the sacrifice of those who make these achievements and leaps possible.
Mulder: I just thought it was a pretty cool keychain.

4.18, “Max”