"Mulder, I haven't had my coffee this morning, so enough with the sexual advances for now!"

"You look so hot when you're yelling at me, Scully. And that FBI suit makes you look very authoritarian."

"Mulder, I still manage to look ravishing even after going to bed; I would've thought that you'd be able to manage to not look disheveled when coming to my house.
I have a certain image that I like to portray: that I don't work with a weirdo who doesn't care if he looks like a schlemeil."

"That's for not having a bathroom break. You can pee wherever you want, but I tend against exhibitionism."
"SCULLY! You don't want to burn a man there, you don't want to hit a man there. I'd normally be so excited that I couldn't contain myself, but I hurt so much, I won't make the effort."

"Mulder, you're smothering me. I can't breathe. Not a good thing when I'm actually making a pass at you."

"However, I've gotten as rumpled as a rumply walrus tonight, so we can be drunk together and bump our rumpy pumpies all night long."
"Scully, are you feeling alright?"

"I think that a Spanish Fly got stuck under my shirt. All better now."

"Oh my gosh. I am in such disbelief at what I'm seeing, I'm doing the Scully Eyebrow as a reflex."

"Mulder, the food here is terrible. I think that I'd like to leave now."

"Well, well. You're already naked."
"If I wasn't busy puking up Green Men Gerbers, I'd laugh."

"Mulder, I've come to the decision that I won't let my splotchy skin come between the fact that you think that I look amazingly hot in pumps. That's enough character development for now."

"I'm glad that we've come to terms, Scully. Life without you is like a bunch of used porn tapes: Boring yet somewhat amusing after repeats. Your spice makes my days... spicy."