Toby: Pop quiz, hot shot. There's a rocket with some bad fuel. It launches now, it crashes straight into the pacific. What do you do? What do you do?
Sylvester: Why are you asking me that? I thought we just made a plan.

I might only be a psychiatrist, but they taught us in med school that blowing people up is bad for their bodies.

Toby

Don't worry about yelling at me. Those things really don't affect me. I'm still going to save you.

Walter

Hello, Linda's phone.

Walter

Walter: Listen to me, you're not going to die alone.
Toby: You might want to tweak that.
Walter: You're not going to die.

I apologize for my bluntness. Your feelings of fear are valid.

Walter

Toby: You didn't walk her to her car? I thought you said the date went well!
Walter: It's an antiquated, sexist notion.

Toby: Just tell me a story from your life that highlights your unique personality.
Sylvester: I once spent a year without touching a door knob.

You have a lovely smile. Your canines are particularly sharp.

Walter

Walter: Engaging the subject.
Toby: She's a woman not a subject.

West Covina, California. It’s so cool you see the bounty of the best town in LA County. It’s nirvana, it’s heaven, it’s mecca. And I’m hopelessly, desperately in love with…West Covina.

Josh

Scully: Have they found Molly or Kyle?
Skinner: You were the last one to see them, Agent Mulder.
Mulder: I blacked out after Goldman's eyes popped out of his sockets. Believe me, you can't unsee that.