Hitchcock: I busted his butt for filing a false police report.
Scully: He broke his phone, but insurance wouldn't reimburse him unless he reported it as stolen.
Rosa: Are you serious? How the hell did you solve this, Hitchcock?
Hitchcock: Good old-fashioned detective work.
[cut to the bathroom:]
Greg: Yeah, they have no idea. They think the phone was actually stolen.
Hitchcock: [with his trousers around his ankles] You're under arrest, jerk-o.
Scully: [emerging from his stall, with his trousers around his ankles] Don't even think about it.