The X-Files, Season 7

Mulder:
Who is it?

Scully:
It's me.

Mulder:
(lets her in; she goes and sits on the bed) What's wrong, Scully? You look sick.

Scully:
I don't know what's wrong.

Mulder:
Come in.

Scully:
I, um... I was starting to get ready for bed and I started to feel really dizzy - vertigo or something - and then I just... I started to get chills.

Mulder:
You want me to call a doctor?

Scully:
No, I just... I just want to get warm. Thank you. (she climbs under the covers, he tucks her in before crawling in next to her and spooning with her)

Mulder:
It's not worth it, Scully.

Scully:
What?

Mulder:
I want you to go home.

Scully:
Oh, Mulder, I'm going to be fine.

Mulder:
No, I've been thinking about it. Looking at you tonight, holding that baby... knowing everything that's been taken away from you. A chance for motherhood and your health and that baby. I think that... I don't know, maybe they're right.

Scully:
Who's right?

Mulder:
The FBI. Maybe what they say is true, though for all the wrong reasons. It's the personal costs that are too high. There so much more you need to do with your life. There's so much more than this. There has to be an end, Scully.