Bones

Booth: There is no act! There's just me trying not to kill you.

Brennan: (searching for remains) According to my GPS it's about where Texas turns into Oklahoma. Booth: Oh, great. Right in the middle of a jurisdictional pissing contest.

Vincent: Notice the antemortem bone lesion in the carpal capitate, suggesting a stab wound on the hand. Cam: Did you see the video? They were juggling machetes.

Vince: On a standard keyboard, there are over 3,000 words that can be touch-typed with the left hand alone. Cam: It's not typed. It's hand-written. Angela: How many can be typed with the right hand? Nigel-Murray: 450. Thank you, ever so much for asking me. Cam: Please, don't encourage him.

Hodgins: I found particulates of magnesium carbonate on both girls. (turning to Vincent) Do you have any, fascinating trivia on that subject? Vincent: One man's trivia is another man's wisdom.

Angela: Guys, hello! IDing them is not going to be a problem. How many sets of conjoined twins can there be? Vincent: Um, over the last 500 years approximately 600 sets, over 70% women. Cam: I did not expect him to know that.

Bones: Booth you're sitting on my clothes. Booth: I'm sorry but it's kinda tight in here. Bones: Which is why you shouldn't throw your underwear on the floor. Booth: They fell. Bones: N- Don't blame gravity for lack of tidiness. Cam: (from the webcam) Is there only one bed there?

Bones: What's with the mustache? Booth: What? I thought it would add a nice Russian flair. Bones: It looks ... like a small animal.

Brennan: You really are as good as you said, you should try a blindfold. Booth: Says the half-blind woman.

Booth: (picks up a flyer) Boris and Natasha, and their Russian knives of death. Guess we all got it in us, huh? The desire to run off and join the circus. Brennan: We did it. Booth: Buck and Wanda were damn good. Brennan: Buck was more dashing than you. I mean Buck, drove a motorcycle. Booth: Well Wanda was funner than you. Brennan: How? Booth: Well she let me knock off a rubber nose from her face with a knife. You would never let me do that, you are way to rational. (they laugh)

(Booth's phone starts ringing while he's driving.) Booth: Alright a little help there. Phone's ringing, I'm kinda busy! Brennan: Oh, okay. (starts digging in his pants for the phone) So can we talk about our act? We need costumes. Booth: No, we don't need the Russian costumes alright? We're dropping the act. Brennan: What? You can throw knives I thought! Booth: Yeah, I know I can, but we caught the bad guy alright? We don't need to go undercover. What're you doing, digging for loose change?

(Cam, Angela, Hodgins, and Sweets are watching Booth and Brennan's knife throwing act via a webcam) Cam: Is it me, or does she seem a little too into this? Sweets: Well, there is of course a sexual component to an act of this sort, the knife representing th- Cam: We get it.