(handing Scully a newspaper)

There's an interesting work of fiction on page 24. Mysteriously, our names have been omitted. They're burying this thing, Scully. They're just going to dig a new hole and cover it up.

I told OPR everything I know. What I experienced, the virus, how it's spread by the bees from pollen in transgenic crops.

(he gets up and starts walking; she follows)

You're wasting your time, Scully. They'll never believe you, not unless your story can be programmed, categorized, or easily referenced.

Well, then we'll go over their heads.

(he stops and looks at her)

No. No. How many times have we been here before, Scully? Right here. So close to the truth and now with what we've seen and what we know to be right back at the beginning with nothing.

This is different, Mulder.

No it isn't! You were right to want to quit! You were right to want to leave me! You should get as far away from me as you can! I'm not going to watch you die, Scully, because of some hollow personal cause of mine. Go be a doctor. Go be a doctor while you still can.

I can't. I won't. Mulder, I'll be a doctor, but my work is here with you now. That virus that I was exposed to, whatever it is, it has a cure. You held it in your hand. How many other lives can we save? Look... (takes his hand) If I quit now, they win.
[They walk off, still holding hands.]