Bones Season 2 Episode 20

Brennan: You still torturing Hodgins?
Angela: He loves it.
Brennan: Just tell him "No." Put him out of his misery.
Angela (laughs lightly): What if I want to say "Yes"?
Brennan: You, get married?
Angela: Sometimes your brain just shuts off because you're in love.

Cam: (after walking in on Angela and Hodgins making out again) Doesn't marriage destroy sex? Please, Angela, say yes!

(Cam walks in on Hodgins and Angela kissing)
Cam: Oh good lord, you have to stop mounting each other in the office.

Booth: You know, you should let me help.
Bones: No, cleaning up, you can do that. (brings over a hot plate of the famous macaroni)
Booth: (sarcastically) Great- (shocked and giddy) Wow, hee hee, mac and cheese, wow, Bones, this looks fantastic.
Bones: Yeah, really?
Booth: Yeah, I mean, you-you shouldn't have done all this work just for me.
Bones: No, I mean, it wasn't that much.
Booth: (takes a bite) Mmm, this is unbelievable.
Bones: You like it?
Booth: I'd like to be alone with it. (they both chuckle)
Bones: She told me I could go with my instincts, so I put in a little fresh-ground nutmeg.
Booth: Well, she taught you well. (really blown away) Thanks Bones.
Bones: (brushing it off) Yeah, well, you know, you have to eat right?
Booth: Yeah, gotta eat, always gotta eat.

Hodgins: Look, Angela, I've been thinking, and you're not like anyone I've ever known, and I don't want that to change, so I'm taking you the way you are, no strings.
Angela: And the smell?
Hodgins: P. phosphoreum.
Angela: Ugh, the fish bacteria.
Hodgins: Close your eyes. (puts her hand over her eyes and starts to lead her over to the table) Be careful.
Angela: Yeah.
Hodgins: Okay, keep em closed. (turns off the lights) Okay.
Angela: (uncovers her eyes and looks down to "Be My Love" spelled out in glowing fish bacteria) Yes, yes, let's get married.
Hodgins: No, no, no no, this is not a proposal.
Angela: I know, that's why I'm asking you.
Hodgins: Huh?
Angela: What you said here, that we're enough, (starts to tear up) just this, no pressure for more, that's all that I ever wanted. Hodgins, say something!
Hodgins: You're insane.
Angela: Is that a yes?
Hodgins: Absolutely. (kisses her) Okay, okay, um ...
Angela: Yeah.
Hodgins: Alright, how about Italy, Italy in the spring, Umbria.
Angela: No, right away, next week.
Hodgins: We cannot get a wedding together in a week.
Angela: We have to, one week, I could change my mind, it's up to you.
Hodgins: Oh-yeah, just a small little thing then.
Angela: No, big, I want a big one.
Hodgins: Totally insane! (they kiss)

Cam: Booth?
Booth: Yeah, Booth, talk to me squints, as close to English as possible.

Bones: I am not as cold as everyone thinks, Booth.
Booth: Okay, that was a leap.
Bones: Just because I think marriage is an antiquated ritual doesn't mean that I don't want Angela and Hodgins to be happy. I have an appreciation and a need for emotional and physical intercourse, just like you.
Booth: (slightly uncomfortable) Yeah, sure, I mean, okay, good for you with that.
Bones: Did I make you uncomfortable?
Booth: No, not at all, I just want to focus, let's just focus on the case.
Bones: I did make you uncomfortable.

Booth: Abby just ... (Hodgins suddenly hugs him; he continues very uncomfortably.) ... woke up. I need you to find out what that stuff is, okay? (pries off Hodgins' arms) Um ... it's so much easier just to fight and shoot guns.

Booth: You're done with Angela?
Hodgins: No, but, hey I fell in love with a free spirit, and if getting married makes her feel trapped or something, then I'm just gonna have to deal with it.
Booth: Right, so you don't want to get married anymore.
Hodgins: Sure I do.
Booth: (frustrated) You know what, this whole ceramic stuff was making more sense to me.
Hodgins: But Angela doesn't. And I don't wanna drive her away like you did with Rebecca.
Booth: Woah, I did not drive Rebecca away. We both agreed that it wasn't right.
Hodgins: After you asked and she said no.
Booth: Well, when you say it like that...it's-
Hodgins: (feeling enlightened) If it had been right, it wouldn't matter if you were married or not, would it? Because you'd have a life together.
Booth: Great then, why not get married?
Hodgins: Cause then we wouldn't be able to be together. See? This is all becoming so clear now.
Booth: Ha, not really.
Hodgins: You put on that macho front but inside you understand.

Angela: You know when I said before that you were the difficult friend inside my head, that's not necessarily a bad thing.
Bones: Yeah, I know that sharing a strong emotional attachment with another human being can be a good thing, but there seems to be a disconnect between my mind and ...
Angela: You know, I-I shouldn't have brought up Sully before, I'm sorry.
Bones: It's just ... if a relationship seems more than casual, I feel that I need to posit the potential problems, probabilities of success and failure or -
Angela: You get scared.
Bones: (nods yes) But I miss so much, don't I?
Angela: I want to say no, but yeah, you do, and so does whoever you're keeping yourself from.

Hodgins: Unidentified particulates, the two sweetest words I know.
Cam: I don't even want to think about your pillow talk with Angela.

Hodgins: Maybe whoever did this saw what he'd done and lost the stomach for it when it came to Abby.
Cam: (Cam's light picks up some trace) Hello, possible semen and vaginal contributions.
Hodgins: (Disgusted) Cause this wasn't nasty enough.

(Dan rushes at Booth, Booth catches his arm and slams him on the counter)
Booth: (Talking about Abby) She got caught up in the middle...
Dan: Get off of me!!
Bones: You know, I'd back down if I were you, he shot a clown once.

Angela: Haven't you ever just looked at a guy, and said screw it? I mean, maybe not the best choice of words okay, but, like when you were with Sully, don't you regret letting him go?
Bones: I made a decision. Regret serves no real purpose. If you want to be impulsive why don't you just say yes?
Angela: Because I've also got you in my head telling me that marriage will hobble my personal and legal freedoms. You're a very difficult best friend to have.

Angela: (After Cam breaks up a makeout session of Angela and Hodgins) We were working.
Cam: You were working it.

Booth: How'd you get in?
Bones: I'm a best selling author, Booth, I get in anywhere.

Cam: One perfect fingerprint.
Booth: Unbelievable, all from fabric softener.
Cam: Rehydrates dried tissue and fights static cling.
Booth: (Bewildered) Ah, geez, Puffy Soft, 21 loads, look at that.

Booth: Oh, you think all a man wants is sex.
Cam: No of course not, beer too...chips...salsa.

Bones: Still no answer for the luminescent bones?
Hodgins: It's not like we get a human lightbulb in here everyday.

Booth: (After they confirm there is no radiation) Why is she glowing?
Bones: I have no idea, no idea at all.

Bones: You know, Angela turned down Hodgins again.
Booth: What?
Bones: Hodgins proposed, Angela turned him down.
Booth: You really want to talk about that now?
Bones: Why not? There's been no confirmation of danger yet.
Booth: It's just you know, weird, you know, talking about uh, marriage when we're trying to avoid radiation poisoning.
Bones: No, what's weird is Angela thinking about marriage at all.
Booth: People fall in love and they get married. That's what people do.
Bones: Thought you didn't want to talk about it.
Booth: Well, I'm just saying...you believe in love don't you?
Bones: I believe that dopamine and norepinephrine stimulate euphoria because of certain biological triggers, like scent, symmetrical features...
Booth: (Sarcastically) Symmetrical features?
Bones: Yeah, it's an indication of a good breeder. You appear to be a very good breeder.
Homeland Security Guy: (Chuckles) How long have you two been going out?
Booth & Bones: We're...(They turn to look at each other and smack their anti-radiation suits together)
Bones: We're partners...that's it.
Booth: Partners.
Homeland Security Guy: Me and my partner talk baseball.
Booth: (Bones walks away) You may not want to admit it Bones, but there's some things, like love, that just can't be measured in your lab.

Angela: Fame is creepy.

Booth: See, uh, bodies, they don't usually glow.

Zack: (Irritated) Why am I always the murder victim?!
Hodgins: (Points at a chair) Sit!