You shy away from randomness and that prevents you from casting a wide net.
Are you saying that I'm narrow-minded?
Your words, not mine.
Bones · Season 8
You shy away from randomness and that prevents you from casting a wide net.
Are you saying that I'm narrow-minded?
Your words, not mine.
But still, to face a pack of wild animals alone...
I'm sure you could just bore them to death with your shrinky talk.
Is she looking at me like an angry schoolteacher?
Yeah. Yeah, she does that a lot.
[observing Cam and Arastoo through the glass from her office] Hey, if I didn't already know about Arastoo and Cam.
You do not know. Only I know. This is as far as Arastoo and Cam are concerned.
Oh come on! Look at them!
[looks at Cam and Arastoo] She's signing a requisition... [to Angela] Look, you only know because I confirmed it.
[snaps] She would've figured out that I would've known if I didn't have to hide the fact that I already knew!
OK, I'm gonna run away now. [leaves]
I'm surprised they have their clothes on.
People come to this country looking for a new start. Somebody messes with that, they're messing with the United States of America.
Symchay Conteh wasn't just a refugee from Sierra Leone. He was a child soldier. A small boy taught to kill. Who's the victim in that case?
When you were growing up in Iran during the war with Iraq...
I was privileged, sheltered. I dealt with power outages, food shortages and propaganda. I had it easy.
No one has it easy in war.
I'm not the victim here, Dr. Brennan. I'd like to focus on Symchay.
You think I killed him?
The photo you took of him is the centerpiece of the show.
But I didn't know that! People change between the age of seven and twenty four! [Brennan looks at Booth] You know, I have seen enough death, thanks! I have no interest in killing anybody myself.
Have you gotten any help, Miss Singer? [Singer looks at Booth in surprise] I'm a veteran. I can recognize post traumatic stress disorder.
Yes. I got help. I had trouble sleeping, I had dreams, I got depressed. But I have my work and I never killed anybody. [to Booth] Can you say the same thing?
No, I cannot.
[Booth comes downstairs to find Brennan in the living room looking at some photos.]
I couldn't sleep.
What are those?
Some pictures I took in Central America and Darfur. [shows Booth a photo of a mass grave] It was impossible to identify all of them.
[picks up a photo of a child soldier] And these soldiers?
They were helping us. I was grateful at the time but..look at them. [points to the photo] Look at him, Booth. He couldn't be more than fifteen! [looks at photo] I thanked him.
You had a job to do.
In Afghanistan, when you see boys like this, do you let them fight?
It was different. There was a protocol.
I should've made sure that he could put down that gun and have a normal life.
What's normal in a war zone, Bones? Really.
Not this. We can never let this be normal, even if they're on our side.
[Booth is handcuffing Hamilton is his office.]
[to Radswell] Relax, we've got him ok?
Hey, I'm not a cop, Booth. [to Hamilton] I hope you get killed in jail.
I agree with Mr. Radswell.
I don't. [looks to Hamilton] I actually want to see him go through the whole system.
[discussing cause of death] But we can't be certain certain. Just mostly certain. [Cam looks at her in bewilderment]
"Certain" is an absolute, Miss Wick. You can't be "mostly certain".
"Mostly certain" is good for me.
[sees Hodgins is about to do an experiment with a shotgun and comes over] Oh no no no no no....what–– [sees Hodgins and Daisy] Really?
[Daisy hands Cam mufflers]
[aiming shotgun at test dummy] Fire in the––
[Shotgun shoots out flames like a dragon's breath and the test dummy catches on fire]
...hole. [in awe] [turns back to Cam and Daisy, who are both stunned and speechless] Sorry. Trigger was a little more sensitive than I thought.
[Cam watches on as the test dummy burns]
[Sweets is on the phone with an insurance agent.]
Sorry.
Nah, it's ok. You're all good with the move? You need any help?
No, but thanks.
[looks at Sweets] All right. You sure checked the building out for asbestos and plumbing leaks and cracks and the foundation...
Yeah. All good.
'Cause I don't wanna hear any crazy excuses from you that you've gotta move back in.
[smiles] Not gonna happen. I'm set.
[unconvinced] You're ok living in a building full of shrinks.
Hey, you know, we have a lot in common, plus we have the skills to work out our disagreements in a healthy and constructive manner. [pats Booth on the back, grins] I'm gonna miss you too, Agent Booth.
[unamused] Right. Yeah. Well, I see all the time here at work. Plus I get my tub back and I won't have to look at the stupid pomegranate juice in my refrigerator.
You still haven't tried it yet.
No, I haven't. That's called shrink juice.
[shrugs] It's just pomegranate juice.
Why don't you gather all your new neighbors together and you can have a shrink juice party? [walks into his office]
That's good.
[shuts office door] Enjoy that!
[Cam and Angela see Hodgins setting up a cannon he "borrowed" from the Civil War collection for an experiment.]
This is not necessary, Hodgins. I already double-checked the figures. A cannonball fractured our victim's leg.
[while working] And I am not doubting that, Angie.
Then, why exactly are you doing this?
[excitedly] Have we all forgotten the concept of the double blind study?
[unimpressed] Doesn't apply to artillery.
Theories are improved as more evidence is gathered, so that accuracy and prediction improves over time. [Cam shakes her head] For that we need independent strands of evidence from a single foundational source. You cannot argue with that.
[subtly to Cam] So he's never shot the cannon?
Excuse me for loving my work. Goggles and ear protection, please. [hands Angela and Cam goggles and mufflers]
[...]
[Hodgins fires the cannon]
We have corroboration which is exactly what we want as scientists.
[grins] Of course. Now clean up this mess.
One more?
No.
It's all set up.
No. [turns and walks away with Angela]
[pleads] I made another cannonball!
No.
[...]
[out of Hodgins' earshot] That was actually awesome.
Totally. He must never know.
[grins at the sight of Booth in the "ookey room"] I cannot believe you're here. You hate the lab.
[Sweets' housemates Janet and Chrissie have come to help Sweets move]
[to Booth and Brennan] Nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Sweets.
[stunned] Ohhh–– We're not....
[shakes head] Woah...
[...]
[to Sweets on the way out] Your dad is hot!
[grins at Booth] Apparently you're hot, DAD!
Wow. Really. Did you just see that?
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