"Is that all you called me here for, Assistant Director?"

"I wend down to that garage, John. Whatever happened, they’ve had forty-eight hours now to clean it up."

"You’d better sit down, John. It’s more complicated than that."

"John (beat) You’re not." (referring to the fact that he’s not alone on the case)

"No, the presumptions all mine. (beat) Anyway, I called and asked you out, didn’t I?"

"Maybe I was trying to avoid myself."

"And those tapes you pulled out of your desk weren't exactly Pamela and Tommy Lee now were they?" (laughs)

"You make it sound like I go home with post-its on my ass. It’s nothing like that."

"No, I’m pissed off because this means I’ll be shipping back to the New Orleans field office."

"You know me, where my interest lies. This was my dream assignment. Not to mention how excited I was to be up here in D.C." (looks to Follmer and smiles)

"If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, Dana, I’m here. I’d never betray a confidence."

"Behind us, just keep walking."

"You’re not making any sense, Brad. Agent Doggett didn’t take any body anywhere. What, you’re looking at me like you don’t believe me. Ask Agent Scully."

"I know exactly what you’re doing, Brad. Don’t forget to piss on all the corners before you leave."

"Considering the recent violence attempted on Agent Doggett, you might want to know who’s at the door before you actually open it."