- John Doggett: Hell of a thing to wake up to, huh? We stopped after work. She had a beer.
- Scully: Well, the man who hit her had fifteen. Don't do this to yourself, John.
- John Doggett: Oh, it's all right. You work here?
- Audrey Pauley: I'm a patient aide. I deliver the flowers mostly. Are you her husband? You love her, though. She's not gone. Not her soul.
- John Doggett: I wish I could talk to her. I wish I could tell her... Guess I wish a lot of things.
- Audrey Pauley: Your name is John, right? She has a message for you. She says you're a dog person.
- John Doggett: Wait. Where did you get that? Who said that to you?
- Audrey Pauley: I told you. She's not gone.
- Scully: It's true, John. She's gone.
- John Doggett: I don't accept that. Look at her breathing. Her heart's still beating. There's got to be hope.
- Scully: There's no measurable electrical activity in her brain. Brain death is... indeed death, John. I'm sorry.
- Stephen Murdoch: The thing is... it's not that bad. Once you get used to the idea.
- Monica Reyes: Have you seen this? It's nonsense, all of it. There's not a single sign on any of the walls here. Why is that?
- [Murdoch doesn't say anything]
- Monica Reyes: You say we're dead. This seem like Heaven to you? A big, deserted catholic hospital?
- Stephen Murdoch: I didn't say this was Heaven. For all I know, it's... it's Hell.