So who was our victim? A mouldy crash test dummy?
“The Daredevil in the Mold” · Season 6, Episode 13
In this episode: Seeley Booth (3), Jack Hodgins (2), Temperance Brennan (1), Angela Montenegro (1), Lance Sweets (1), Hannah (1)
[referring to severely molded flesh] Ew and ew. What are you doing, babe?
I am going to shake them through these filters until they give me what I want.
You're getting that mad scientist look in your eyes.
I always wanted to be a mad scientist! I'm living the dream, baby! [kisses her cheek] Baby! [kisses her belly]
So what do you want our kid to be, anyway? I mean, if we could decide and make it happen without being those annoying parents that we hate.
Anything I want?
Anything.
A musician. Hard rock and 50s West Coast jazz. Who is also an astrophysicist specializing in extra terrestrial studies. Who also has a secondary degree, not necessarily a doctorate, in 20th century political theory and its relationship to corporatism. Ooh, who also does killer stand-up on the weekends. What about you? What do you want our baby to be?
[smiles] A mad scientist sounds good to me.
Marry me. I want you to be my wife.
Oh, Seeley. I love you. I really do. I'm just not the marrying kind.
I am.
I know! I know you are. I just thought we would have more time before we got to this. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. What happens now?
What do you think happens now?
Can't we just go back? I'll walk in here, you tell me how good I look, I'll say thank you, we'll have a nice dinner like this never happened. We'll just go back. Okay. Your turn. What happens now? [nods] I'll get my stuff out of your place.
How much time do you need?
To get out of your place or get over you? [moves to walk away, but stops] I do love you, Seeley. I don't think we're done, but I can see we're done for now. I'm just not the marrying kind.
You already said that.
I've said it plenty of times before. I guess you weren't listening.
Hannah called me.
Let's just -- I really -- I don't want to talk about that, okay? I'm over it. I'm over it. I'm done.
So, what happens next?
What happens next. You like evidence, right, Bones? Well, here's the evidence: the evidence is that there's something wrong here. I fell in love with a woman. I had a kid. She doesn't want to marry me. Well -- and then the next woman, well, she's --
Me.
Yeah, and now -- what is it with women who just don't want what I'm offering here?
Booth --
No. You know what? Drink. Drink. I just really -- I'm just mad. I'm just really mad at all of you. I'm just mad. Okay, so you want to know how this is going to work? Okay, this is how this is going to work. Me and you are partners. That's what we do; we're partners, and I love that! That's great. We're good people who catch bad people. Right? Yeah, and we argue. We go back and forth, we're partners, and sometimes after we solve a case we come here and we celebrate. That's what we do. We celebrate. So as far as I can see, that is what happens next? Are you okay with that? Great, because if you are, I'll tell you what. You stay here and you have a drink with me. All right? Maybe we have a little small talk, chit chat, and if you're not, well, you can leave. There's the door, and tomorrow I'll find you a new FBI guy.
Those are my only choices?
Yeah, those are your only choices.
Then I'll have a drink.
You think I'm too young to get married?
Yeah, I do.
"Yeah". Just like that?
Yeah, just like that. Too young.
But love and commitment don't have age restrictions. Daisy's ready.
[grins] Yeah.
So?
So?
I can't imagine my life without her!
[Booth downs a shot, Sweets takes a drink of his beer]
Let's just talk about something. How about sports, how about those Capitals?
[shakes head] I want to get married.
How about action films? Let's talk action movies...
[sighs] I don't want to be your age and wind up like you.
[looks at Sweets in disbelief] What'd you say?
I don't! You've never been married. And that's...that's sad...
What?
...to me. I don't want that to be where my life is headed.
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