[last lines]
Dana Scully: [Scully is lying on a motel bed, Mulder sits on the floor leaning against the bed, staring at the ceiling] What are you thinking?
[he doesn't answer]
Dana Scully: Mulder?
Fox Mulder: [speaks while continuing to look at the ceiling] I'm thinking... I'm a guilty man. I've failed in every respect. I deserve the harshest punishment for my crimes.
Dana Scully: You don't believe that.
Fox Mulder: [sighs] I believe... that I sat in a motel room like this with you when we first met... and I tried to convince you of the truth. And in that respect, I succeeded, but...
[he turns to face her]
Fox Mulder: in every other way... I've failed.
Dana Scully: You don't believe that, either.
Fox Mulder: Mm. I've been chasing after monsters with a butterfly net. You heard the man - the date's set. I can't change that.
Dana Scully: You wouldn't tell me. Not because you were afraid or broken... but because you didn't want to accept defeat.
Fox Mulder: Well... I was afraid of what knowing would do to you. I was afraid that it would crush... your spirit.
Dana Scully: Why would I accept defeat? Why would I accept it if you won't? Mulder, you say that you've failed, but you only fail if you give up. And I know you - you can't give up. It's what I saw in you when we first met. It's what made me follow you... why I'd do it all over again.
Fox Mulder: And look what it's gotten you.
Dana Scully: And what has it gotten you? Not your sister. Nothing that you've set out for. But you won't give up, even now.
[she reaches out and holds his hand]
Dana Scully: You've always said that you want to believe. But believe in what, Mulder? If this is the truth that you've been looking for, then what is left to believe in?
Fox Mulder: I want to believe that... the dead are not lost to us. That they speak to us... as part of something greater than us... greater than any alien force. And if you and I are powerless now, I want to believe that if we listen, to what's speaking, it can give us the power to save ourselves.
Dana Scully: Then we believe the same thing.
Fox Mulder: [he reaches out and holds her cross necklace pendant between his fingers, she kisses his thumb, he gets into bed and they embrace] Maybe there's hope.
