It's never just the one person who dies, Bones, never. We all die a little bit, Bones. With each shot we all die a little bit.
S1 E21The Soldier in the Grave
S1 E22The Woman in Limbo
I call... every year... on your birthday. You never pick up.
Take a hint.
Hate is easier to deal with than love, especially disappointed love.
Tempy, that theory explains why Mom never came back for you during those one and a half years before she died!
What's your excuse, Russ?
You're the one that left me! You needed someone to blame and you chose me.
I was fifteen years old!
I was nineteen. My parents were gone. My sister hated my guts. Everyone told me that she'd be better off in foster care.
You didn't even ask me!
I tried, Temperance. You wouldn't talk to me. You still wouldn't talk to me if Mom's bones didn't show up. And I kept trying. Every year. Every year on your birthday. You're the one that gave up. You turned your back on me and you made yourself a new family.
Sometimes people need to explain things to me, I guess.
You have to let them talk.
[making a toast] To us.
Whoever the hell we are.
To what we're becoming.
You licensed for this job?
You're a cop?
You know who would recognize a cop?
Other cops?
And crooks.
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