-It's all our questions. The proof that we've suspected. The proof that we've never been able to hold in our hands. That proof is here.

-Mulder, it's the dim hope of finding that proof that's kept us in this car or one very much like it for more nights than I care to remember. Driving hundreds, if not thousands of miles, through neighborhoods and cities and towns, where people are raising families and buying homes and playing with their kids and dogs and in short, living their lives. While we... we just keep driving.

- What is your point?

- Don't you ever want to stop? Get out of the damn car and live something approaching a normal life?

- This is a normal life.