A bittersweet smile crossed Blair's face as he held his badge. For you, Jim. Bud White is not the same as fucking Lynn, but I like it. Skinner bounces a quarter off his bicep, grinning. Mulder falls off the couch laughing.
Skinner stands on the sidewalk looking up at the sky.
He can't help himself. He threw him earlier and that's how far he'll trust him. Let me show you what I can do with my stump. Resistance is futile, I told him. He didn't believe it.