The X Files (1998)

[After shooting the driver in the head.]
Well Manicured Man: Get out of the car.
Mulder: Why? The upholstery is already ruined.

Well Manicured Man: Trust no one, Mr. Mulder.

Mulder: Whatever happened to playing a hunch, Scully? The element of surprise, random acts of unpredictabilty? If we fail to anticipate the unforeseen or expect the unexpected in a universe of infinite possibilites, we may find ourselves at the mercy of anyone or anything that cannot be programmed, categorized or easily referenced. [Pops a sunflower seed into his mouth.] What are we doing up here, Scully? It's hotter than hell.

Mulder: Maybe we should call in a bomb threat to Houston. I think it's free beer night at the Astrodome.

Mulder: After all you've seen you can walk out?
Scully: I can. I have.

Mulder: Five years together Scully, how many times I been wrong? Never. Not driving, anyway.

Mulder: How many times have we been here before? So close to the truth.

Bronschweig: It's Bronschweig. Sir, the impossible scenario we never planned for? Well, we better come up with a plan.

Mulder: I'm the key figure in an ongoing government charade, the plot to conceal the truth about the existence of extraterrestrials. It's a global conspiracy, actually, with key players in the highest levels of power, that reaches down into the lives of every man, woman, and child on this planet, so, of course, no one believes me. I'm an annoyance to my superiors, a joke to my peers. They call me Spooky. Spooky Mulder, whose sister was abducted by aliens when he was just a kid and who now chases after little green men with a badge and a gun, shouting to the heavens or to anyone who will listen that the fix is in, that the sky is falling and when it hits it's gonna be the s***-storm of all time.

Mulder: Is this Dr. Kurzweil's residence?
Detective: You got some business with him?
Mulder: I'm looking for him.
Detective: Looking for him for what? [Mulder shows his ID.] Hey, the Feds are looking for him, too. Real nice business he's got, huh?
Mulder: What's that?
Detective: Selling naked pictures of little kids over his computer. You looking for him for some other reason?
Mulder: Yeah, I had an appointment for a pelvic examination.

Mulder: You told me you had answers!
Kurzweil: Yes, but I don't have them all.

Scully: Are you drunk, Mulder?
Mulder: I was until about 20 minutes ago.
Scully: Was that before or after you decided to come here?

Mulder: I owe you everything, Scully. And you owe me nothing.

Scully: Any ideas as to why someone would be growing corn in the middle of the desert?
Mulder: Not unless those are great big Jiffy-Pop poppers.

Mulder: You know, one is the loneliest number.

Mulder: But you saved me. As difficult and frustrating as it's been sometimes, your G**-d***ed strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. You kept me honest. You made me a whole person. I owe you everything, and you owe me nothing. I don't know if I want to do this alone. I don't even know if I can.

[Scully is slow to realize a countdown timer signifies a bomb.]
Mulder: Thirteen fifty-four. Thirteen fifty-two. Thirteen fifty. You see a pattern emerging here, Scully?

Scully: I need this building evacuated and cleared out in ten minutes. I need you to get on the phone and tell the fire department to block off the city center in a one mile radius around the building. DON'T THINK! JUST PICK UP THE PHONE AND MAKE IT HAPPEN!

Scully: Here I am in the middle of nowhere, Texas, chasing feds in tanker trucks.

Scully: Mulder, I can't tell you what killed this man. I'm not sure if anybody else can, either.

Mulder: If I quit, they win.

Skinner: Agent Mulder, you and I both know that if it looks bad, it's bad for the FBI. Blame has to be assigned somewhere.

Scully: I saw your face Mulder. There was a definite moment of panic.
Mulder: You've never seen me panic. When I panic, I make this face. [remains impassive]

Cigarette Smoking Man: Everybody down below. We may have a security breach. If you're not armed, arm yourselves.

Kurtzweil: And why do you think you're here talking to me today? These people don't make mistakes!

Bronschweig: So much for little green men.

Strughold: He is but one man. One man alone cannot fight the future.

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You've Got Mail (1998)

Kathleen: It's not someone else, it's the *dream* of someone else.

Joe: I like Patricia. I *love* Patricia. Patricia makes *coffee* nervous.

Joe: You're crazy about him--
Kathleen: Yes. I am.
Joe: Then why don't you run off with him? What are you waiting for?
Kathleen: I don't actually know him.
Joe: Really?
Kathleen: We only know each other--oh, God, you're not going to believe this--
Joe: Let me guess. From the Internet.
Kathleen: Yes.
Joe: You have mail.
Kathleen: Yes.
Joe: Very powerful words.
Kathleen: Yes.

Joe: The Godfather answers all of life's questions. What to pack for a trip? "Leave the gun, take the cannoli's."

Kathleen: So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around?

Joe (voice over): The whole purpose of places like Starbuck's is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what the hell they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall! Decaf! Cappuccino! [exits] Next customer in line: I want a tall, decaf cappuccino.