Mulder: What happens to her, she disappears? Turns invisible?
Scully: Well I hope we catch her so we can find out. Before we have to spend another night here. You know Mulder, I don't know about you but I find this all very depressing.
(Mulder continues chewing bubble gum irreverently)
Scully: This round-the-clock exposure to the seamy underbelly.
Mulder: It's a job, Scully. Vigilance in the face of privation. The sheer will that it takes to sit in this crappy room spying on the dregs of society until our suspect surfaces. (Scully nods, unconvinced. Mulder grins.) There's something ennobling in that.
(Mulder's phone rings, he picks up.)
Mulder: Mulder. Now? All right. (Hangs up) Gotta go. (Grabs his jacket and walks out)