Scully: "What happened up there?"

Mulder: "So far nobody's been able to reach the compound because of bad weather. Obviously, they think we're either brilliant or expendable, because we pulled the assignment."

Mulder: "The National Weather Service reports a three day window to get in and out before the next Arctic storm. Bring your mittens!"

Mulder: "San Diego? Do you get much of a chance to study ice down there?"

Dr Murphy: "Just what's around the keg."

Dr Hodge: "Can I see some identification?"

Mulder: "What for?"

Dr Hodge: "I want to make sure we are who we say we are."

Dr Hodge: "Oh, can we see some credentials?"

Bear: "Credentials? The only credentials I have is that I'm the only pilot willing to fly you up there. You don't like those credentials, walk."

[A stool sample is requested from everyone]

Mulder: "Okay. Anyone got the Sunday morning sports section handy?"

Mulder: "We we're told we'd have three clear days of weather. Over."

Radio Operator: "Welcome to the top of the world, Sir. Over."

[The men start to strip for a physical exam]

Mulder: "Before anyone passes judgement, may I remind you, we are in the Arctic."

Scully: "At least everyone's okay."

Mulder: "Don't forget... the spots on the dog went away."

Mulder: "PUT IT DOWN."

Scully: "YOU PUT IT DOWN FIRST."

Mulder: "SCULLY. For god sakes, it's me."

Scully: "Mulder, you may not be who you are."

Scully: "Two worms in one host will kill each other."

Mulder: "You give me one worm, you'll infect me."

Scully: "If that's true, then why didn't you let us inspect you?"

Mulder: "I would have, but you pulled a gun on me. Now I don't trust them, I want to trust you."

Mulder: "It's still there, Scully. 200,000 years down. In the ice."

Scully: "Leave it there."