Amy: I need your help. Our arrests are still way down. But according to the pedometers, our Hitchcock-and-Scullys are out there logging miles on the beat. How are they not seeing crimes?
Hitchcock: [on video call] How do you know they're walking?
Amy: I just told you... Their pedometer numbers are through the roof.
Scully: Oh, poor, simple Amy. It's like you've ever had to mess with a medical device in order to trick your life insurance agent. Watch and learn.
[cut to Scully and Amy standing outside a massage chair store filled with police officers:]
Amy: They're just using the massage chairs to jiggle their pedometers.
Hitchcock: Life always finds a way.
Amy: To do what?
Scully: To do nothing.