[Hodgins is giving a toast]
Hodgins: This is a sad day for all of us, but I think it's important that we remember what we loved about Hank, you know? His sense of humor, of course. He was always quick with a joke, good or bad. Usually bad. But he...[Hodgins suddenly looks out the window and notices Booth and Brennan stealing Hank's body] Oh, my God! [Tries to recover] Uhhhhh... Oh. My. God, Hank. Hank is... Hank-Hank is...he's leaving us. Where is he going from here? Who knows? Oh. But, uh, uh... [smashes his glass on the floor] Oh..God... Hank. It's not fair, you know? You live life, and we-we... we die. And we don't - we don't love enough, and-and I- I got to not do that anymore 'cause I'm... I...I- I need to live and-and love, and...[Booth and Brennan are finally out of sight] Thank you.

[In the hospital]
Booth: I don't know if I have to stay here.
Brennan: You got blown up.
Booth: Pshaw. I've been worse.
Brennan: You have burns, lacerations, two broken ribs, fracture of the clavicle...
Booth: Okay...I got blown up. [reaches for pudding on table] Can you...can you hand me one of the puddings?

[monitoring the transfer of the slave ship remains into the lab]
Angela: This is incredible, I can't believe this is an actual slave ship! Where did they find it?
Brennan: Off the coast of Maryland. This could shed an enormous light on the slave trade.
Cam: Or give me nightmares, one or the another.

[regarding Max trying to kill Heather Taffet]
Max: I was doing it for you.
Brennan: No, I don't want you to kill people for me. Just buy me a sweater like a regular dad.

[Seated at the diner with Sweets, Booth notices that Bones is upset. He discovers that she and Angela have had a fight.]
Booth: [to Bones] I'd do anything for you. I'd die for you, I'd kill for you, but I am not getting in the middle of two best friends.

[seeing the rats eating the body]
Brennan: May I borrow your gun?
Booth: Why do you want my gun?
Brennan: I'm not gonna shoot anyone, I promise.
Booth: It's not a hammer or anything.
Brennan: We've been working together for months Booth, a little trust would be nice.
Booth: Careful!

[Sheila Burnside is in the FBI Interrogation Room with her lawyer]
Bob Fisher: Do not talk! Not... one... word!
Sheila: [regarding herself and Oliver] We did it a few times, but it didn't mean anything!
...
Booth: Where was your husband the night Oliver died?
Sheila: Hugh wouldn't kill anyone.
Bob Fisher: I hate my job.

[Sweets has walked in the Jeffersonian lab wearing a bright blue motorcycle helmet]
Caroline: Why is that man wearing an Easter egg on his head?

[The murderer starts chanting voodoo spells. Brennan steps forward and pokes him in the eye.]
Brennan: I find very few people are scary once they've been poked in the eye.

[Two postal workers are pilfering items from the dead letter office. One of them, Ronald, opens a box and finds some remains.]
Tom: That's an animal. I found a dead cat once. Early retirement is looking good. [Ronald finds a skull and screams] That's it. I retire. Welcome to the US Postal Service, kid.

[Walter answers his cell in the toilet]
Walter: Who is this?
Brennan: [at the other end with a surprised, confused look] It's..Dr Brennan at the Jeffersonian. Don't you have caller ID?
Walter: Caller ID doesn't tell you who's calling, it tells you the phone company wants you to think who's calling. Eh, did you guys find out that the victim was terminally ill?
Brennan: Yes...His mitral valve is completely calcified. How did you know?
Walter: He had pyramids on the ceiling of his bedroom.
Brennan: Wh..Pyramids indicate heart disease?
Walter: Of all the things humans created, pyramids stood the test of time best. Dying people invest all sorts of meaning in it. So..uh, did you find any signs of torture?
Brennan: Yes, I did. Three fingers were dislocated shortly before death. It's possible, given his heart condition, the victim died with his secret intact.
Walter: Nope, he told the killer where to find the map.
Brennan: What...Did you know where?
Walter: Poor man's safety deposit box. [looks at the victim's pawnshop's receipt]
Brennan: I..I don't know what that means.
Walter: Pawnshop. You got anything else?
Brennan: No, I'm done.
Walter: Yup, me too. [flushes the toilet; Brennan gives a confused look after hearing the flushing sound on the other end]

[Zack is defending his dissertation in front of Brennan and other board members. Booth walks in.]
Booth: Hey, Bones, come on. We've got a body. Went up like a Roman candle... Hey, Zack! How's it going?
Zack: So far they don't like me.
Booth: Shocker.

[Booth and Brennan are sitting next to each other in a church.]
Brennan: I'm okay with you thanking God for saving me and Hodgins.
Booth: That's not what I thanked Him for. I thanked Him for saving ... all of us. It was all of us, every single one. You take one of us away and you and Hodgins are in that hole forever. (Booth looks at Brennan whose eyes are glistening with tears.) And I'm thankful for that.
Brennan: I knew you wouldn't give up.
Booth: I knew you wouldn't give up.