“The cover was pebbled black leather, the pages onionskin, and he opened it carefully. It was his first Bible, the one his mother had given him, the one that had taken its time showing him what he was supposed to… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“Dana?' [asked Garson]. She nodded to show him she was listening. 'Why does he call you Scully all the time? I mean, you do… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“It's hot,' [Mulder] said, dropping on the bench beside [Scully]. 'It's July, Mulder,' Garson reminded him. 'It's New Mexico. What did you expect?' 'Heat… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“Mulder stumbled, and Scully grabbed his arm to steady him. He smiled at her wanly. 'Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?' 'Since when… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“Besides, you have to remember that the thinner air out here slows down the intellectual process, the result of less oxygen flowing to the… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“You're supposed to be sleeping' Mulder didn't jump, didn't turn his head. 'The day you figure out how to turn off my brain Scully… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“My friends, tonight we bring you something entirely different. Something special. The poets will rest, the sonnets will be silent, and what words of… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“The cover was pebbled black leather, the pages onionskin, and he opened it carefully. It was his first Bible, the one his mother had… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“Scully, you're a doctor, for God's sake. You gonna tell me you actually go along with this s---?' [said the Sheriff]. Mulder held his… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“Mulder strolled into his office whistling. It was the kind of day that began with a gorgeous, unreal sunrise... he was half-afraid he was… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“Scully-' 'I screwed up.' Her hands again. 'Damnit, I screwed up.' 'Nope' [Mulder] said... 'If I was dead, then you would have screwed up.'… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“And the...' [Mulder] stumbled several times, making [Scully] smile, before he managed, 'Sangre Viento?' He winced when he heard himself; his Spanish was still… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image
“[Mulder] slowed as he approached the front walk, slipping his left hand into his pocket to wrap around his gun. Front or back? Wait… — Charles Grant Copy Share Image