Mulder: (putting ball under Scully's nose) Smell that. (she does and wrinkles her nose) That's perfume. Eau De Ball. You know, this brings back a lot of memories of my sister... all day pickup games out in the Vineyard... ride your bikes down to the beach... eat baloney sandwiches... The only place you had to be on time was home for dinner. Never had to lock your door... no modems, no faxes, no cell phones -- Scully: Mulder, if you had to do without a cell-phone for two minutes you'd lapse into catatonic schizophrenia. Mulder: You know, Scully, you don't know me as well as you think you do. My work demands that I live in a big city, but if I had to settle down, build a home, it'd be a place like this. "The X-Files: Home"