- Cigarette Smoking Man: [inhaling a ciggarette given to him by Reyes] Ah. Thank you, Monica.
- Monica Reyes: You are slowly killing yourself while you hold the world hostage.
- Cigarette Smoking Man: Oh, the world will go on. Just in my image instead of God's.
- Fox Mulder: I'm not gonna make it.
- Agent Miller: Well, I'm not giving up.
- Fox Mulder: Save yourself, Miller. He's got the cure. Ask him for it.
- Agent Miller: Why didn't *you* ask him?
- Fox Mulder: 'Cause that's exactly what he wants.
- Agent Miller: [to CSM] Who the hell are you anyway?
- Cigarette Smoking Man: Before he dies, tell him goodbye for me.
- Cigarette Smoking Man: We could start the world anew, Fox. You, me, your beloved Scully.
- Fox Mulder: Not a rat's chance in hell!
- Cigarette Smoking Man: You speak to me of hell?
- [chuckles]
- Cigarette Smoking Man: When you look to be the one who's hellbound. You appear a little feverish. The plague? Avian flu? A nasty strain of rhinovirus? It's not too late, Fox.