Bones

Booth: (after Brennan says she wants his sperm for a baby) This is kind of sudden. Brennan: Well, perhaps you don't wanna help me. Booth: Of course I do. Brennan: So you'll do it? Booth: I'll think about it. Brennan: Well, I don't understand. It's a simple request. I'm sure you engage in masturba- Booth: Whoa, whoa! Brennan: Horse. Booth: Enough, okay. We'll talk about it later. Brennan: Well, I'm not asking you to be involved. All I want is your sperm.

Brennan: (about Booth's tumor) They think it's a cerebellar pilocytic astrocytoma. Sweets: Oh God, that sounds bad.

Angela: Did you ever think, what if Booth is the perfect father for your child? Not just his stuff, but him. What if you're throwing away the chance to have a family—a real family—because you're scared? Brennan: Scared? Why would I be scared? I've been to Rwanda, to Iraq. Angela: Listen, you said you wanted to do this alone because feelings are ephemeral. So is life, Brennan. We're here one minute, and then we're gone the next. You should know that better than anybody. If you keep living trying to protect yourself, nothing is ever gonna touch you.

Fisher: There is no certainty but death and the incomprehensible conundrum that is life.

Booth: You really liked holding that kid didn't you? Brennan: Yeah. I've been thinking about how exciting it would be to expose my own child to early pattern recognition. Booth: You know they like singing and uh, when you make funny faces at 'em too. Brennan: Yeah of course. I-I will make a diverse schedule.

Angela: Then why use Booth at all? Why don't you use Fisher ... and his discount sperm? Brennan: No, Booth has a bigger mandible and a more prominent zygomatic than Fisher, as well as a more pronounced ratio between the width of his clavicles and his ilia. Angela: So, it's because Booth is hot?

Hodgins: (after Brennan says she wants a baby) Is there a father? Brennan: Well, I'd like to use Booth's sperm. Cam: Booth. What do you know?

Booth: Hunger. Brennan: Sex. Booth: Whoa! Brennan: Horse. Booth: Cowboy. Brennan: Child. Booth: Baby. Brennan: Booth. Booth: What, what do you think, I'm a baby? Brennan: You're a father. Booth: Oh. Mother. Brennan: Birth. Booth: Happy. Brennan: Sperm. Booth: Sperm? Isn't this getting a little weird? Sweets: No, keep going. Booth: Ok. Egg! Brennan: I want a baby. Booth: Whoa! Brennan: Horse.

Sweets: The point of the exercise is not to explain, but to respond. Okay? Children can do this. Brennan: Because it's childish. Sweets: Can we just try it, please?

Booth: (referring to the body) Looks like a purple Smurf. Brennan: Pelvic bone indicates a male. (she bends the bone back on itself) Booth: Like a rubber, purple, Smurf.

Cam: You and Brennan, you're gonna have a baby? Booth: She told you? Cam: She told everyone, it's probably on the news by now. Booth: I'm just donating. Cam: So, you decided? Booth: No! No! I am deciding, i-n-g -ing. Cam: I know you, Seeley. You're gonna do it. You wanna do it without really doing it, but it's still doing it even if you're not ... doing it the way it should be done. Booth: She wants a kid, okay? It'll make her more personable with people. Cam: And what will it do for you? Booth: She'll get what she wanted. Cam: A piece of you?