Bones · Season 8
I am starting a pool on how long Sweets lasts with Booth and Brennan. I say he's out tonight. [...] So are you in on the pool?
[...]
I give Sweets four days.
[...] So, Angie? How long do you give Sweets.
[chuckles] I say he lives with them permanently from now on.
[...]
[...] What do you mean "from now on"?
I mean for the forseeable future. They will adopt him.
I don't have a box for "infinity".
Our killer is sick and smart. I hate that combination.
What kind of freak feels nostalgic over human sacrifice?
I'm gonna go ahead and plead the fifth on that.
A man doesn't fold another man's underwear!
Are those Captain America boxers?
Bones!
Yes?
Is Sweets in our bathroom?
Yes. Should I have put a note on the door?
Well, a little warning would've been nice. What's he doing in our bathtub?
Jets.
Our jets. In our bathtub.
Societies in Japan and Turkey encourage public bathing. [Booth looks at her, unamused] In modern day Finland...
Finland?!! Woah, woah, this is not Finland!
[comes out with only a towel wrapped around his waist while Booth turns and glares at him] Sorry, Booth, I should've locked the door, huh?
[innocently] Because you've played on so many sports teams and spent a lot of time in the Army I assumed you were comfortable with male nudity.
You know, fear of nudity is called gymnophobia.
Oh, listen, psychology and anthropology, I liked it better when you two were fighting, all right? [glances at Sweets] Are we done with our bathtub?
Yeah
Yeah. [turns to Brennan] I like to soak in our tub. After work. [turns to go up the stairs]
If you'd seen Booth's x-rays you'd understand. The list of bones that he hasn't broken is shorter than the ones that he has. [Booth puts his arms up in frustration, glares at Brennan]
The artisan world. That is why I studied art in the first place. To pursue my true passion.
[jokingly] Hey! I thought I was your true passion.
Artisans go into business because they're passionate about the products they create.
That is so un-American.
All I did was get her to watch a basketball game instead of another rerun of Nova.
That's it?
Yeah. Next thing I know, she's reading all about Phil Jackson.
Well, you really didn't do much then, did you?
[mocking] Oh really. I didn't do much. I did get her to stop watching Nova.
You're right. Good point. Sorry.
And because of that, her squint squad has identified eighteen sets of remains. [shows Sweets a stack of files]
That's impressive.
[smiles] Good. I'm so glad you feel that way because it is your responsibility to notify all the surviving relatives. [dumps the files into Sweets' arms]
What??? Me?
Criminal victims, missing persons, all comes under the FBI.
What about you??
Me? [scoffs] I'm a special agent. I beat up bad guys and I leap over things.
[unamused] You're describing Superman.
Exactly. You ever hear of Superman picking up a telephone? [smirks and goes into his office while Sweets walks away, grumbling to himself]
I have looked into every 9/11 conspiracy. All of them. None of them hold up. Or, I should say, only one of them does. We were attacked by extremists who hated everything we represent. We might not be angels but no one deserved to die that day. No one.
We went to Afghanistan because of those attacks. No matter how bad it got we would never leave anyone behind.
This was not the work of religion, it was arrogance, it was hypocrisy, it was hate. Those horrible men who hijacked those planes hijacked my religion that day too. They insulted my God. So no, this isn't too difficult. It's a privilege to be able to serve this victim, to be able to show him care and love that was so absent that day.
9/11 was a trauma to us all - not like this guy or the people who died that day. But it still changed us, right? A-and we act like it doesn't matter. Clearly Wendell is freaking out and you ... [motions to Arastoo] you went nuts earlier. The first rule of the looney bin is to get it all out in the open. So, that's what we're going to do, alright? I'll go: I was in High School. It was my Senior Year. I was [chuckles] breaking into my history teacher's desk to steal a test I hadn't studied for and he walked in. He was crying. He couldn't care less what I was doing. That's when I found out. So I ... I talked with him. I had a stolen test in my hand, and we both sat...and we cried. Next? Oh, c'mon!
I was working. It was, uh, before school - coffee shop. Everyone was just staring at the TV. No one said a word. The cook came out to watch with the rest of us. I still remember the smell of food burning on that grill.
I was nine. I got in the way of my stepfather hitting my mama... he stuck me with some scissors. My mama wanted to take me to the hospital, but my hurt didn't seem like nothin' when we heard what had happened.
I was at morning prayers. I didn't believe that day. I didn't believe in anything.
Wendell?
I was, uh, with my aunt ... from that morning until the next few days. My uncle was a firefighter in New York. He never came home.
For years, Tim Murphy was homeless. He was forgotten. He was one of those people on the streets that we try not to look at because the sight of them is just too painful. But we're all cut from the same cloth. Tim knew that. He knew just how connected all of us are. He knew that if it wasn't for his three buddies, that Tim wouldn't be alive on September 11th to save the lives of Diane, Warren and James. And we wouldn't be able to tell Tim's son that Tim didn't die a broken man living on the streets, Sean, but he was as brave and noble as the rest of us. We lay him to rest today a hero.
I dug out remains from the rubble of the towers. [pauses] For two weeks I was methodical, scientist. I did what was asked of me. I did my job. I never shed a tear. I was proud of that. [tears up] All these years I've never let myself feel... [starts crying]
[sympathetically] Bones, we all deal with things in our own way, ok?
I could avoid it all before I met you. I had no one in my life. And now I think of those people and I think of you. Any one of them, it could've been you. [Booth embraces her as she sobs into his chest]
It's a container of some sort...[examines pod]...filled with gelatinzed human remains.
[looks on with fascination] At first I thought pod people.
Of course you did.
Hey, there's still a lot of questions remaining about the events at Area 51, you know. Do you know that UFO spottings--
[annoyed] Let's just keep it close to earth here, bug boy. Just simplify the investigation.
[to Booth] Reminds me of a ship in a bottle. My dad gave me one when I was little.
Right. So this, uh, kinda brings up all these "warm and cuddly" memories for you. That's nice.
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