Chance Harper: People say I'm... lucky. It all began in a plane crash thirty years ago. One hundred and six lives ending in a single heartbeat. No one survived... except me.
Eric: If anything happens to me that sounds suspicious and you hear about it, I'd like you to do me a favor and call a friend of mine. He works at the FBI. he's one of the only people I can really trust. His name is Mulder.
Chance Harper: There's an old Chinese curse: "May you live in interesting times."
Chance Harper: [Pointing at his car hood] See that dent? Frozen airline poop.
Chance Harper: Do you know what it is?
Billy-Mac: What do I look like, Alfred Einstein?
Chance Harper: Camping's good. I like camping. Camping is something nice, normal people do, when they want to do something nice... and normal.