“Yanks in the U.K.” · Season 4, Episode 1
In this episode: Temperance Brennan (5), Seeley Booth (5), Angela Montenegro (1)
In fact, taking a right turn on a red light here is the equivalent of turning left in the wrong lane at home.
I'm turning right. [takes a right turn and almost hits a bus, stops the Mini in the middle of an intersection and gets out of the car, screaming] I hate England! I hate London! I'm glad we had a revolution!
Inspector Pritchard, meet Dr. Brennan.
Charming
She's exactly like me.
Charming, tenacious, salacious, sophomoric, euphoric, noble, ignoble, fatuous, horrid, morbid, torpid and tedious.
Flattery will get you absolutely nowhere, Cate. So you found Portia Frampton?
Well, the way we usually work, Ian, is I drag the bodies out of the Thames and you use your extraordinary capabilities to identify them.
Bones! They're like the English version of me and you.
[Booth tries to get out of the Mini Cooper.]
Ahh! Getting out of this thing is like being born!
Every man in this country would like to sleep with you.
Are you being nice to me or awful to the British men?
My heart isn't yours to claim. It's mine to give away.
Oh, I am not the jealous sort, and you are painfully naïve if you think my sex life was limited to Ian, as I'm sure yours was not.
But I didn't sleep with Ian.
You didn't?
No.
Why not? You obviously fancied each other.
Yes, I noted several physiological responses to his presence which can only be explained by sexual attraction
So why didn't you sleep with him then?
Because of Booth.
Ohhh, you know, I suspected that you two might be more than just partners.
Oh, no. That's incorrect. Booth advised me not to sleep with Ian because Booth didn't want me to be another notch on Ian's bedpost.
See, I rather saw it as climbing Everest. Of course it's been done before but the experience is still breathtaking.
You have a strong sexual appetite and you're not hamstrung by social moralizing. I can empathize with that.
Thank you.
[Angela calls Brennan's phone; her voicemail answers.]
Hi. Technically you have not reached Temperance Brennan; but if you leave a message, it will reach her. Me. Temperance Brennan.
Okay, news bulletin for ya, Bones. There's not a guy in this country who wouldn't want to have sex with you. Probably half the gay men... whoa, easy.
Are you being nice about me or awful about British men?
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