Special Agent Dana Scully: Any thoughts as to why anybody would be growing corn in the middle of the desert?
Special Agent Fox Mulder: Those could be giant Jiffy-Pop poppers.
Laurence: When I get nervous, I never say anything. I just sit there and get uptight.
Kurt Dussander: Boy, be careful. You play with fire.
Jason: I guess he's still in the slammer.
Claudia: In the slammer?
Jason: Yeah, the sculptor across the way beat up his wife last night.
Claudia: You're kidding.
Antonio: Jason sicced the cops on him.
Claudia: Oh, so this isn't just cheap thrills. It's in the public interest.
Jason: Call me citizen voyeur.
Claudia: So, if he gonna come after you?
Jason: No, I don't think so. He doesn't know I called the cops, and I didn't give my name to 911.
The Tall Man: Small Man, your end approaches but it is not yet. Take great care how you play.
Steve Prefontaine: You know me Bill, I've always been sort of an Adidas freak.
Claire: Where are you going?
Robert: Looks like I'm going nowhere.
Claire: Don't you fucking quote Star Wars at me.
Lawson Russell: Drink, detective?
Clifford Dubose: Nah. Never touch it. Makes me happy.
Alex: I want to thank you for your time, Miss Alexander. You are a lovely young woman. And if I was thirty younger, and you were a little blind in one eye, what a wonderful life we could have together.