No, I've been thinking about it. Looking at you tonight, holding that baby... knowing everything that's been taken away from you. A chance for motherhood and your health and that baby. I think that... I don't know, maybe they're right.
The FBI. Maybe what they say is true, though for all the wrong reasons. It's the personal costs that are too high. There so much more you need to do with your life. There's so much more than this. There has to be an end, Scully.
I see the money bleed out, but it just doesn't seem to make the results of your work any better. So many of the cases you investigate are left unexplained. Makes it hard to justify the expense.
We open doors with the X-Files, which lead to other doors.
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Doors leading to... "A conspiracy of men who cooperated with alien beings to create human alien hybrids." So we could all become slaves of an alien invasion.
(crying) We will find him. I have to. (Skinner nods and starts to leave) Sir, um... there's something else I need to tell you. Something that I need for you to keep to yourself. (she looks torn between laughing and crying) I'm having a hard time explaining it. Or believing it. But, um... (she smiles - half joy, half pain) I'm pregnant.
[Skinner is speechless. Scully tries to smile but is both laughing and sobbing.]