David Duchovny: Fox Mulder

Existence

Fox Mulder

Mulder: How's everybody doing?
Scully: [holding her newborn] We're doing just fine.
Mulder: [to the baby, starting to cry] Hey, now. None of that.
[holds the baby in his arms]
Mulder: What are you going to call him?
Scully: William. After your father.
Mulder: Well, I don't know. He's... he's got your coloring and your eyes, but he looks suspiciously like Assistant Director Skinner...
Scully: [chuckles tearfully] I don't understand, Mulder. They came to take him from us; why they didn't...
Mulder: I don't quite understand that either, except that maybe he isn't what they thought he was. That doesn't make him any less of a miracle though, does it?
Scully: From the moment I became pregnant, I feared the truth... about how... and why. And I know that you feared it, too.
Mulder: I think what we feared were the possibilities. The truth we both know.
Scully: Which is what?
[Mulder leans in for a kiss]

Alex Krycek: [pointing a gun at Mulder] It doesn't seem fair now. It doesn't seem right... coming out of this.
Mulder: What do you know about fair or right, Krycek? You're a coward.
Alex Krycek: I could've killed you so many times, Mulder, you gotta know that. I'm the one that kept you alive... praying you'd win somehow.
Mulder: Then there really is no God.
Alex Krycek: You think I'm bad; I'm a killer. We wanted the same thing, brother, that's what you don't understand.
Mulder: I wanted to stop them. All you wanted was to save your own ass.
Alex Krycek: No. I tried to stop them. I tried to kill Scully's baby to stop them, but it's too late. The tragedy is that you... you wouldn't let it go!... That's why I have to do this. 'Cause you know how deep it goes, right into the FBI.
Mulder: You want to kill me, Alex, kill me, like you killed my father.
[slowly walks toward Krycek]
Mulder: Just don't insult me trying to make me understand.

Mulder: You told me that he told you he knew how to stop Billy Miles. Are you telling me now that you think he's a liar?
John Doggett: He is or he isn't. What the hell difference does it really make?
Mulder: It doesn't make any difference at all unless you want to protect Scully and that baby.
John Doggett: And then what? How long can you keep this up? How long until the next Billy Miles rears his head - the next threat, the next phantom - you ever stop to ask yourself? All the sacrifice, the blood-spill... You've given nearly a decade of your life. Where the hell is it all gonna end?
Mulder: I don't know. Maybe it doesn't.