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[shows his FBI credentials] There's a new sheriff in town, and his name is Special Agent Seeley Booth. And you're under arrest for the murder of Stanley Belridge.
And I'm not Wanda. I'm Dr. Temperance Brennan. I'm also the mother of his children. [sees Glen and Franny's crestfallen look] That's right. Sorry.
[to Angela] I love us. So much. The three of us. We're like a tight little cocoon of love.
[gets off the phone] Yeah, that was Aubrey. There was a body found in Columbia Heights.
So does this mean you'll be missing date night?
Nah, Aubrey can take care of himself. Besides, I don't want to miss that whore sauce.
Will you please stop referring to the puttanesca as "whore sauce".
I'm sorry but does puttanesca not mean "in the style of the whore" in Italian?
Yeah, it does, and every time I make it, I regret having told you that.
Whore sauce.
So what do my beautiful-brained colleagues have for me tonight?
Might want to watch the way you talk about Cam's brain there, Aubrey. Wouldn't want her man overhearing.
Oh, the, uh, photojournalist?
His name is Sebastian, and he's not my man.
[laughs] That's not what the smile on your face is saying.
The smile on my face is saying "Mind your own business.
Are you sure you want to take this case, Booth?
What are you talking about?
Aubrey may die.
Don't talk like that! Aubrey is not gonna die.
He may, and if he does, I'm worried you'll react the same way you did when Sweets died.
Okay, look, when Sweets died, I blamed myself. You understand? The weight of the guilt is what drove me to gamble again.
The emotional recovery can be as tough as the physical one, but there's nothing more important than hope.
When I was diagnosed with Ewing's sarcoma, Booth told me giving up wasn't an option. That I had to fight.
That metaphorical concept will not give Dr. Hodgins the use of his legs. In fact, he may be offended by the very idea that he can fight his nerves back into growing, given the extreme unlikeliness of recovery.
My recovery was extremely unlikely but it happened.
Boy, Hodgins would have been all over something like that.
Yeah. But I sent him home. I just....I had to.
Are you sure about that?
It was the only responsible thing to do.
Hodgins didn't have a choice about what happened to him. You should let him decide how he's going to come back from it.
I couldn't forgive myself if anything more were to happen to him.
I-I get that. But, you know, he should at least have the choice. I mean, work could actually give him hope.
I do not understand why you think Hodgins needs a misguided sense of optimism about his condition.
Coffee?
Not if we're still out of cinnamon.
We work at the FBI, Aubrey. We don't put cinnamon in our coffee.
Caroline, he brought those files home to block us from searching his place.
The fact he went to all that trouble says there's something to hide. He's a sneaky little word-I-shouldn't-say.
[brings Booth a box of donuts] I figured some emotional eating might help. It's been a rough couple weeks for the Flyers.
You know what, I'm pretty sure Bones is causing it.
You think Dr. Brennan is a jinx?
I don't know, you tell me. All right, the Flyers have lost the last six when she's watched with me.
Oh, no, no, no, no, you need to nip this one in the bud, okay? Trust me, as a lifelong Cubs fan, jinxes are real.
What am I supposed to do? Hmm? Tell her that she can't watch the Flyer games with me?
Well, uh, sounds like a good start.
Oh, wow, seriously. Bones is not gonna like it if I put hockey before her. That's bad news.
Well, let me remind you that my all-time favorite baseball team hasn't made it to a World Series since 1945. You want a postseason, you may not have a choice.
Dr. Hodgins, how is the car autopsy going? Or would it be an auto-topsy?
I'd laugh, but the explosion must have paralyzed my sense of humor as well, but at least I figured out what started the fire.
Paul, I can take care of this.
No, there is only on thing you're going to do and that's keep your damn mouth shut.
Mrs. Walters, as a proponent for equality between sexes, I'm shocked you'd allow your husband to speak to you like that.
That one likes flapping her gums, doesn't she? You might want to get a muzzle on her.
Outside.
That idea is not only misogynistic, it's downright sociopathic.
What can I say? All bitches need to be muzzled sometime.
I suggest you stop talking before I do something we both regret.
Booth, stop. You could lose your job for striking a civilian. [punches Paul]
Aw, Bones.
Whereas I might face disciplinary action at most.
I think his jaw is broken.
We'll be filing charges of criminal assault against this woman.
As well as a civil suit.
I told you, she needs to be muzzled!
Actually, the problem isn't my mouth, it's yours.
Look, if it's not a cup of coffee about this big, I'm not interested.
Rough night, huh?
Yeah, Christine, she's been having these really bad, Freddy Krueger-like nightmares about monsters in her closet.
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You want my advice?
Your advice, right, because you're a single guy who knows how to deal with kids.
No, trust me. Look, the key is that Christine's got to confront the monster head-on. She's got to get out of the bed, walk up to the closet, tell the monster to go bye-bye, or else her dad's going to put a cap in his ass.
[about Hodgins] These days, he's not respectful to the living, so I'm not sure why the dead would be any different.
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