Dr. Wyatt quotes from Bones

[while helping Angela profile a suspect] I haven't had this much excitement since my last baked Alaska fiasco.

Booth

Hey, Doc, why is it that every time I answer the phone, you walk away?

Why do you answer the phone, knowing it'll make me walk away?

According to the FBI report, there was no way you could save Epps' life. Your partner's report says the same thing. An FBI sniper on the upside roof saw everything through his scope. According to all witnesses you have nothing to feel guilty about.

Booth

(depressed) Yeah, so?

So why in a fit of pique did you endanger innocent people in a public thoroughfare by discharging your firearm?

Booth

I'm a good shot. I didn't put anybody in danger.

How many people have you killed?

Booth

I lost count.

Oh, you could remember 180 bricks but not how many lives you've taken?

Booth

Epps makes fifty.

Fifty what?

Booth

(weighed down) Fifty kills.

But Agent Booth, you didn't kill Epps! You tried to save him, remember? Perhaps I better put it as a question: did Howard Epps slip from your grasp or did you release him? (Booth ponders the moment Epps fell in a flashback, he can't answer) Oh, come now man, this is a simple enough question. Was he indeed your fiftieth kill or did you just happen to be there when he died?

Booth

(very vulnerable) I - I don't know.

A man like you? In control of every situation and you don't know?

Booth

I don't know...I had him and then I lost him and something happened in between. (almost in a whisper) I don't know.

I believe you. Because for a man like you to admit you don't know, to relinquish control, that could indeed argue a disruption in yourself - that was large enough to motivate you to shoot a clown.

You tend to do things well, don't you? Make coffee, build BBQ machines.

Booth

It's not really a machine.

Solve crimes, raise a son, love women, leave women. Whatever you aim at you hit.

Booth

Is that bad?

By no means, of course not. Except ...

Booth

Oh, okay, here we go. Let me have it, Doc.

Except it is indicative of a need to control your environment.

No, of course not, no. Except ...

Booth

Except?

Except when you shoot a clown.

Booth

You know, you make it sound like he was walking around making balloon animals.

For the most part your rebellions are small.

Booth

Rebellions?

The colorful socks, the funky belt buckle. They're a mechanism, quiet rebellions. A way of asserting your personal control over a homogenizing organization like the FBI. But shooting a clown is not a quiet rebellion. Shooting a clown is quite literally deafening.

Agent Aubrey, if you were to yield to your desire, rather than fight it, I think you might be able to return to the matter in hand.

Aubrey

Is it that obvious?

Booth

You're drooling like a Great Dane. I'll take that. [Aubrey reaches out to the plate to take a petit four] They're for me.

Please, gentlemen, don't fight over them. There are plenty to go 'round.

Aubrey

[looks defiantly at Booth] Plenty.

Share. Good children share, don't they?