Bones · Season 7
(freaking-out on seeing a python emerge from the intestines of a dead woman during an examination) Somebody kill that thing!
(wide-eyed,on her cellphone to Hodgins) You can come back to the lab. We discovered the warm place where the python was hiding. (Finn pulls the python from the corpse, and holds it up to his face.)
(to Cam) Oh, I got to say, Ma'am, this is the best damn job, ever.
[In the interrogation room]
[to Booth, glances at Sweets] What's with the scrawny guy? Thought he'd be dealing with that pregnant chick who took me down. [smirks] I liked her.
You really don't wanna go down that road, buddy.
No, you really don't. The little girl she's carrying is his daughter.
[smile fades from his face] Oh.
(to Hodgins) You! You're a genius scientist person, right? So get over here and put this thing together, or there will be BLOOD.
(about their living arrangement) We're still arguing about it. I want at least an acre of land, and he wants something called a man cave.
Wait, really? Really. You really want to get him involved?
He asked a question.
Just tell him that it's crazy for him to carry a gun, that's all.
But it is not.
It is.
(to Brennan) Thank you.
At the very least, he could draw fire away from you and get shot himself, which would reduce the likelihood of me becoming a single parent.
We, we, we don't have to go through every eventuality.
You're not getting a gun.
Then I'll make sure you don't get a man cave.
You're not going to get a gun.
Well, then, you won't get a man cave.
I'm not good playing with toys. What if I can't connect with our child?
Okay, you connect with me, right?
You know I do.
Okay, our child is half of me, so at the very least, you can connect with the me half. Get it, right? Listen, you're gonna be a great mom.
And I'm going to need each of you to sign a non-disclosure form before we enter.
Oh, I can't do that. I'm with the FBI. What we do is disclose.
'Bianca: Well, then, I can't allow you to stay here.
Well, we can always shut the building down while we wait for a warrant if that's what you'd prefer. I'm sure the press would love a story like that.
Fine.
That was relevant, wasn't it?
I cop, you squint.
Well, then permission to squint, Agent Booth.
Squint away.
[Booth and Sweets are in the car waiting for their suspect]
It's not that I don't want you to carry a gun, Sweets. Do you understand that? It's just that I am concerned about your welfare!
Yeah, 'cause you think I'm incompetent. Guess what? I aced my last practice round at the range.
That's a practice range, all right? There's a difference. But you know, when the real guns come out there's no time for thinking. It's just reaction. You understand? That's why they put people through Hogan's Alley.
You think I'm not aware of that? [Booth gets out of the car] Oh, what, you're just gonna walk away? End of discussion?
[pokes head through the window] Perp. [points to suspect] Huh? You see what I mean Sweets? You're too busy talking.
I'm here for my test, sir.
[The range master turns around and is revealed to be Booth.]
What, what are you doing here?
Called in a favor. I'm running this one.
Booth, that's not fair. You don't want me to have a gun. It's gonna affect my performance.
That's the point. You wanted to have my back. If something like this rattles you, I can't trust you. [smiles] So, ready?
Let's rock and roll.
[Two postal workers are pilfering items from the dead letter office. One of them, Ronald, opens a box and finds some remains.]
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.
The body fluids, along with the packing materials, transformed the tissue into an adipocerous gel.
I'm pretty sure my middle school served this for dessert.
Unless we can separate them, the packing material is going to contaminate any tests I run on the tissue.
And I need to separate these bones before there's anymore chemical damage to them.
I have got just what you need, Clark. This little puppy is a plycimer laser. Now, who wants to hear it bark?
Aren't those used for eye surgery?
There's gotta be an eye in here somewhere, right? Now, I've set it so that it'll zip through the goop and separate it from the cardboard.
Can't we just cut the box open?
But I already signed this out, and it's much cooler. Trust me.
You really want to help? I got a great idea. What do you say we talk about something else? Let's talk about you.
[pause] My breasts are very sore. Would you mind if I spent the evening naked?
Sure, yeah that's fine with me. No complaints here, that's great. See, now, isn't this a better conversation?
[Sheila Burnside is in the FBI Interrogation Room with her lawyer]
Do not talk! Not... one... word!
[regarding herself and Oliver] We did it a few times, but it didn't mean anything!
...
Where was your husband the night Oliver died?
Hugh wouldn't kill anyone.
I hate my job.
[reading a letter from his son - Booth's father] "I didn't write a letter to Seely because I knew he'd rip up anything I sent him - and he should. If you can find a way, let him know ... I love him. He and Jarod deserved a better father than me. A father ... a father as good as I had. Thank you for raising him to be the man I could never be."
Do you miss your father, Booth?
Why? He's been gone for twenty years. No.
Are you going to open the box?
You know I don't really want to talk about this.
But I do, and I might say the wrong thing, but for the time being we're sharing our lives and that means you can't shut me out, Booth.
What's the point? [Brennan retrieves and places the box in front of him] Seriously? Bones.
Quantum physicists have postulated that the way we experience time is an illusion; that it doesn't happen in a linear way. That past and present, in reality, there's no difference.
Bones, what are you trying to get at?
You do have some good memories of your father. You told me that. There was the time when the river froze and he woke you up at midnight to skating, and the time you were sweeping up at his barbershop when he put on Louis Prima and pretended that the electric razor was a microphone. And the World Series, your one perfect day together. Those good times with your dad are happening right now. They'll always be happening. You deserve to keep those alive.
I should be able to help Booth, shouldn't I?
Yeah, but what he's going through... [shakes head] It's not your fault.
But you would be able to help Hodgins. Booth could help me. [Angela looks up at her] What would you do?
[smiles] Booth loves you, Brennan, not me. It doesn't matter what anybody else would do. You have to figure out what you can give him that nobody else can.
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