Epps: You're gonna drop me anyway. Just get it over with.
Booth: You son of a bitch.
Epps: Are you saying you don't want me dead?
Booth: Yeah, I'm not you.
Epps: Oh, really? You're not thinking of the world with me still in it? Going after Dr. Brennan, your son ...
Booth: I'm not you.
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