The X-Files, Season 6

[Mulder is again asleep on the recliner; Joanne wakes him.]

Joanne Fletcher:
This is not a marriage. It's a farce.

Mulder (as Morris):
What?

Joanne Fletcher:
You're not attracted to me anymore. I disgust you, don't i?

Mulder (as Morris):
No. No. It's not... It's not that you're disgusting. I-i-it's just that...

Joanne Fletcher:
It's just that you don't want to ever make love to me ever again, that's all. That and you mumble something about Scully in your sleep. Who is Scully, Morris? Is it another woman?

Mulder (as Morris):
Does Scully sound like a woman's name to you?

Joanne Fletcher:
Who is Scully? Tell me.

Mulder (as Morris):
Oh, Joanne, I'm sure I've told you many times in the past that there are things about my work that unfortunately, I have to keep a secret.

Joanne Fletcher:
Oh, no, buster. That's not going to fly this time.

Mulder (as Morris):
My point is that there are a lot of things you don't know about me. And... I've just... I've been under a lot of pressure lately. I mean, up is down and black is white. I don't know where I stand anymore. I don't even know... who I am really anymore. I just... I know for sure that I am not the man you married. I'm just not. And I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry.

Joanne Fletcher:
Oh, god, Morris. I didn't know. They have that pill now. (understanding laughter) We can work this out. There's other ways to be intimate.

[Mulder looks horrified; she hugs him. The doorbell rings.]