“The Memories in the Shallow Grave” · Season 7, Episode 1
In this episode: Seeley Booth (7), Temperance Brennan (6), Jack Hodgins (5), Cam (3), Wendell Bray (3), Angela Montenegro (2), Lance Sweets (1)
[notices Brennan crying while examining a body] Everything okay, Bones?
Of course. I'm merely experiencing emotional inconsistencies due to hormones secreted during pregnancy.
Angela used to cry at the ShamWow commercial.
Maybe the dead bodies are finally getting to you.
Of course not.
Let me get a picture of this one. [takes out his cell phone and starts taking pictures]
[still crying] Stop it, Booth!
Relax, okay? It's just -- you're normal.
I'm not normal! I'm extraordinary!
Is it true that you were crying at the crime scene?
Only as a result of increased hormonal output, not at sadness at the victim's death.
Probably chorionic gonadotropin.
Exactly.
Still, I mean, you crying. I would have loved to see that.
Why?
It's sort of like an eclipse. It doesn't happen that often.
Booth took a picture of me, but since I have a picture of him cooking an omelet naked he agreed never to show it to anyone.
Smart move.
I'm sorry. Naked? Wow. Okay, listen, I am your best friend, so I think I should take a peek at that.
[walks into Hodgins lab to see him holding his and Angela's son] What is this?
[surprised] Uh, it's a very small, bipedal primate from the Hominidae family.
You both know the rules.
Yeah, we do, but he doesn't. He missed his dad, so --
[...]
He's not allowed in the lab. I don't want to see him here again.
Your daughter visits.
She's eighteen! She's not going to spitup on the mass spectrometer. [Michael smiles at her] Tell him to stop looking at me like that. [Michael continues to smile] Would you tell him to stop?
He likes you.
Well, don't let the smile fool you. I'm still very upset. Sweet, baby boy.
That's my boy.
So, I was sifting through the soil at the bottom of the grave and I found fibers coated in linseed oil.
You said her clothes had absorbed the oil.
Her clothes are made of polyethylene terephthalate.
Can't you just say polyester?
I did.
What are these x-rays?
The paint had hardened, so I x-rayed each glob to see if there was anything inside.
We didn't want to break it open in case it would destroy evidence.
What about 6F3?
It looks like tree sap or resin.
Enlarge the image, please.
That's not sap.
It looks like chewing gum.
Okay, even if it is, the dye and the polyethylene, the paint would have destroyed the DNA.
We don't need DNA, do we Mr. Bray?
Of course not. I should have seen that. I'm sorry.
Excuse me, the boss here needs an explanation.
Look at the image. There is a clear impression of the tooth in the gum. That's as clear as a fingerprint.
If I freeze the paintball I should be able to extract the gum without compromising the shape.
I'll tell Booth.
She's having that baby so the next generation will have someone to make them feel dumb.
Seriously.
[looking at the beetles crawling all over the corpse] Come to papa, my little friends!
Really? They’re beetles. Not puppies, Dr. Hodgins.
[Booth and Sweets are walking to Booth's office]
So there's no extra stress between you and Dr. Brennan because of the pregnancy?
[chuckles, turns around the face Sweets] We're not gonna talk about that.
Why not? It's shrinky stuff!
[smiles] We're fine. We're fine!
All right, ok, I'm not trying to be pushy here but it must be very difficult that you and Dr. Brennan haven't agreed on a living arrangement yet.
Ok, you know what, I've been shot at, I've been stalked, I've been kidnapped, I almost drowned, ok? I'll be able to find a place for us to live. [pats Sweets on the shoulder] So go have some coffee, all right?
Violence would be a logical extension of his belief. The Bible features a vengeful God who capriciously slaughters the creatures he creates. Sweets would characterize him as a sociopath.
Wait! God is not a sociopath!
Let's just say, I don't want him babysitting for our child.
I also did some research on the Internet and I found about 20 tribes that say you would have to move in with me. And one where I actually get to shoot you in the leg with an arrow.
Look, Bones. I love you. That's not rational. Us having a kid, that's not rational. But here we are.
I just...I want our kid to know that I'm not my dad. I just want him to know that I was a good dad who gave him a real home. Our home.
Why didn't you just say that?
Just didn't think you'd understand.
[shakes head incredulously] I don't. I know you're not your father.
We can have whatever life we want. You know that, right?
[smiles] New memories, new life.
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