Bones

(Booth and Brennan are sitting in the lab's lounge, eating donuts, talking, when Booth sees Cam leaving the lab. He seems torn and exhales heavily) Brennan: You ok? Booth: (thoughtful and unsure) Yeah. I just, I remembered that I had an appointment. (He gets up preparing to leave) Brennan: (disappointedly) Oh, so I'll see you tomorrow? (Booth looks at Cam waiting downstairs and then looks at Brennan) Booth: No. You know, you have all the paperwork from the case right? Brennan: No, I was gonna stay, do it anyway, so - Booth: Nah, no, you know, it's our case, I wanna help. Brennan: You don't have to Booth. Booth: Bones, just drop it, ok? (in a Basso profondo) I'm here to help. Brennan: Well, what about your appointment? Booth: It's, you know, it's no big deal. I'll tell you what. How about I (he rests his arms upon the table while standing and leans in really close to her) order some take out and ditch these donuts. Brennan: (with a big smile) Sure. Booth and Brennan: Thai food. (They both smile at each other and share a moment) Booth: This time I'm ordering extra crab because last time you ate it all. Brennan: What? I thought you were done.

Jack: We haven't had the chance to talk today. Angela: Yeah. I was avoiding you. Jack: That whole swing thing wasn't good enough, right? 'Cause I can do better. Angela: It was perfect.

Angela: And what the great date tells us, is that when this goes wrong.... Jack: It'll go really, really wrong. Angela So...we go back, right? Friends. Jack: Sure. Friends. Just one more question. What if it doesn't end that way? What if it doesn't go wrong? Angela: (tearfully) Friends.

Brennan: I mean, look at this. Millions of tax dollars are spent to clean and treat tap water, and yet people spend billions on bottled water. Booth: Well it's cleaner, look: It comes from a clean mountain stream. Brennan: Yeah, which contains fecal matter from animals. Booth: There's no...bones in it, though, is there? (mumbles) Don't want that in your water.

Booth: (to Brennan about Milk Blast bars) Are you kidding me? These are God's food!

Brennan: (on the phone with Booth) Hey it's me. Are you with Kristen Mitchell? Booth: Yeah. Uh, we're just uh, sittin' here, ya know. waitin' for a lawyer. Why? Brennan: Okay I need to know if her hips are even. Booth: Is that slang or do you really mean even? Brennan: Well stand behind her, place your hands on her hips, then move your hands up to her rib cage, gauging if it's an equal distance on each side. Booth: That is so not gonna happen.

Brennan: What's a Milk Blast bar? Cam: About the cheapest, worst ice cream bar you can get. Available only at Red Shed convenience stores. Booth: Hah! Cam and Booth: (singing) Red Shed, what 'ya needin' now, and how? Cam: (laughing) I thought they stopped making those! Booth: (laughing) I thought I just ate them all.

Booth: Did you learn anything? Brennan: Yeah, I learned about cankles, how about you? Booth: I found a possible suspect. Brennan: (notices the boy's boots) Cam and Zack said that Brianna was kicked with a steel-toed boot. Booth: Looks like my possible suspect just became our primary suspect.

Brennan: (to nine-year-old beauty queens) So yours is a cultural structure predicated in the equation of beauty with power. You instinctively align yourselves with someone who holds the greatest potential for a societal supremacy. It's a Darwinian pressure you're too young to bear.

Booth: So mom bound, starved and drugged her. (sarcastically) That's heart warming.

Hodgins: I found fragments of steel in the victim's jacket, there was also an excessive amount of polycyclic aeromatic hydro carbons. Cam: I assume that means something.

Booth: Okay, any luck with cause of death? Zack: No, post-mortem trauma makes estimation of cause difficult. Booth: Great. No would've been just fine.

Zack: (explaining why one mother couldn't be the killer) She has very nice, symmetrical buttocks. Booth: (whispered) Well yeah, I know that but um what does that have to do with anything?

Hodgins: (seeing Angela walk towards him) Hey! Don't come around again looking for a second chance. That was a one time offer, baby! Angela: Really? Hm. Hodgins: No what? No n-no-no not really I mean it never occurred to me that you would ... okay you talk now. Angela: I accept, going on a date with you, soon. Hodgins: Tonight? Angela: Wow that is soon. Hodgins: I don't wanna give you time to change your mind. What do you wanna do? Angela: You asked me. Figure it out.

Angela: Well I can't ask Cam. Cam: Can't ask Cam what? Brennan: Oh Hodgins asked Angela out on a date. Angela: Brennan! Brennan: Was it a secret? It was a secret! Cam: I just came to ask if you'd made any progress with the cellulose. Angela: No. Cam: (turning around to leave) Okay. Angela: Wait you can't pretend that you didn't hear about this. Cam: Fine. What'd you tell him? Angela: No. Cam: Why? Brennan: Because it would be a disaster! Angela: All of a sudden you have an opinion on this?

Brennan: You should never indulge in a romantic relationship with someone you work with. Cam: Why not? Brennan: Well, anthropologically? Angela: There's an anthropological answer. Brennan: In efficient work places predicated upon a simple hierarchy, romance undermines the hierarchy. This is like when I had an affair with my thesis supervisor in college. Cam: Don't think we have time for that. I say go. Angela: What about this hierarchical sexual thing. Cam: Won't be an issue. It's always fun to flirt in the work place, but out there when fantasy becomes a reality it's a drag. Brennan: What? The date will be bad? Cam: It will be awful. You'll both realize it's not meant to be, a couple of days of awkwardness, and then everything will go back to normal.

Brennan: If I were you I'd go with Cam on this one. Cam: (surprised) Why? Angela: (referring to Brennan's earlier statement) Phylogenetic systematics.

Booth: Did you argue with Brianna? Jeremy: You don't argue with a nine year old, you just call each other names.

Angela: Hodgins asked me out. Brennan: Is that why you're hiding in here? Angela: I'm not hiding. I need advice. Brennan: What? On a personal matter? Angela: Yes. Brennan: From me? Angela: Yes. Brennan: But, romance is sort of ... this is like me asking you advice on phylogenetic systematics. Angela: Phylogenetic systematics. I have no idea what that is. Brennan: Exactly.

(Booth and Brennan are eating donuts at the lab's lounge.) Booth: You know, Bones, I like to think that some place deep inside people really know what's important. Brennan: It's hard to believe when you see women trying to disguise or change themselves. I never understood that. Booth: Well, I mean ... no, of course you wouldn't. Brennan: (frowns) Why? Booth: It's just, you know, someone who looks like ... you ... well, wouldn't. (Brennan stares at him.) Just because of the way you look. Brennan: I don't understand. What ... way do I look? Booth: (stammers) Well, you know, you ... you're structured (takes a deep breath) very well. Brennan: (smiles slowly) As are you.

Hodgins: Could you ever do this to your kid? Angela: You know me I'm all about the swings. (long pause) Did you bring me something? Hodgins: Uh. Yeah, this was in the zippered pocket of what was left of Brianna's jacket. It's treated cellulose. Can you get any details from it? Angela: I'll give it a shot.

Hodgins: Listen, Angela, we've been dancing around this for months now, like 2 pieces of neodymium caught in a magnetic field. Angela: Is that good? Hodgins: Yeah but if the field weakens they fly apart, which is why I thought they should go on a date. Angela: Hodgins… Hodgins: You can't say you don't feel it. Come on we owe it to each other to give it a try. Angela: I-I just I don't think it would be a good idea. I mean we work together Jack. Hodgins: Angela. Angela: I'm sorry. Hodgins: You're making a mistake.

Brennan: You know, we all have aspects of ourselves we might wish were different. Zack: Yes, I wanted larger biceps before I became comfortable with my mental acuity.

Hodgins: (About the victim) What is she, a midget stripper?

Booth: So some twisted psycho killer gives this little girl a makeover before he kills her?

Angela: Childhood should be about swings. Zack: Swings? Angela: Yeah, you know how high can I go, if I twist the chains how fast will I spin. Hodgins: What if I try and jump off before the swing stops… Angela: Exactly. Hodgins: I miss that feeling. Angela: Yeah, me too. Brennan: I miss organic chemistry class.. those were good times.. Zack: I miss my first microscope Booth: Yeah and I miss normal people!

Booth: What nine year old dyes her hair?