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Booth: (to Branson Rose) At least let us know if your reputation is for real, sir. Hey, we'll just contact the SAS, they'll tell us.
Rose: Don't expect a speedy response.
(Brennan approaches Rose and slaps him really hard)
Booth: Woah, Bones!
Brennan: Would a special forces guy have been able to stop that?
Booth: I don't know, you kinda got the jump on him there.
Brennan: Well, this one won't be a surprise. (turns to Rose) You ready?
Rose: What? (before he knows it Brennan has slapped him a second time)
Booth: No way he's special ops. It's just a bunch of PR crap.
Brennan: Alright, no more questions.
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Booth: At this point it appears as if the stolen 300-year-old bones were being used to, you know, salt the shaft.
Brennan: Salt the shaft?
Booth: Yeah, you know, an investor spends a million bucks, he gets antsy when nothing happens and voilĂ , pirate bones appear and the golden goose keeps, you know, pr-pr-pr, laying those eggs.
Brennan: Ok, that is a convoluted metaphor, Booth.
Goodman: It's a hoax, Dr. Brennan. Like the Piltdown Man?
Brennan: Oh, got it. (to Booth) Why can't you be clear like that?
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(Brennan and Booth have nailed down the suspect)
Booth: The guy was a Navy Seal.
Brennan: So? You were a Guide.
Booth: Ranger, I was Ranger Bones, okay? I was not a guide, guides they show you waterfalls, they sell you cookies, I was a Ranger.
(Brennan wants to rush in on the suspect, Booth holds her back)
Brennan: Are Rangers afraid of Seals?
Booth: What? No, come on Bones, Rangers aren't afraid of anybody, okay?... Though Seals are pretty good though.
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Harry: A crushed larynx is fatal, therefore it results in death.
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Zack: Scurvy, syphilis... pirate.
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Brennan: Who's Branson Rose?
Booth: You know, the billionaire adventurer, he made his fortune making aircraft for the military, owns like half the world, it was the guy on that reality show were he goes all over the world...(Brennan gives Booth a puzzled look) Still no TV? Why do I even bother?
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Brennan: I worked on a case once, were a woman was killed, dismembered and burned, because she thought her friend had taken her favorite pair of slippers.
Angela: Cheery!
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Cullen: You got a security problem, Dr. Goodman.
Goodman: When I find out who did this, you may have a murder problem.
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Angela: So you believe there's a treasure?
Bones: I believe there's greed, that's a real curse.
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Booth: So the victim finds evidence the treasure exists, someone else wants it all for themselves, well that's certainly a good motive for murder.
Hodgins: We've got to get out to that dig site, see what else we can find. I'll be happy to help.
Booth: That's okay, we can handle it.
Hodgins: Come on man, share the wealth.
Brennan: We are looking for answers Jack, not treasure.
Booth: (to Hodgins) You really think that treasure exists?
Hodgins: What do you think?
(Booth and Hodgins both smile with a grin)
Brennan: Why are you guys smiling?
Hodgins & Booth: Pirates!
(Brennan looks puzzled)
Angela: It's a guy thing sweety.
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Angela: Native American.
Zack: British Colonial.
Hodgins: American Revolutionary.
(Booth walks into the room)
Booth: Hey what are we playing?
Zack: Dr. Brennan, the Destroyer of Evidence is here.
Booth: I assume that's a joke so no one gets hurt.
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Brennan: Where the hell are my bones?!
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Booth: You dive too?
Bones: Yeah, I have the time because I don't own a TV.
Dr. Harry: You wear a rubber suit then?
(Booth holds up a finger to him and Brennan looks back)
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Brennan: Ever dive Na Haron?
Hodgins: Once.
Brennan: I named Na Haron.
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Hardwick: The FBI's involved now?
Booth: Oh yeah, you know, murder on federal land. We'd like to...poke around a little.
Rose: Murder?
Brennan: Yeah! Murder.
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Branson Rose: You think I want it all over the newspapers that I'm taking a woman to court for slapping me?
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Harry: The larynx was crushed.
Brennan: Is that going to be your cause of death ruling?
Harry: (eagerly) Are we going to have another fight about it?
Booth: You know, I'm a pretty open guy, Harry, but you keep pushing like that (shoves Harry in the shoulder) it's going to be me who smacks you around.
Harry: How do you know that won't work for me just as well?
(Booth backs away hurriedly)
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Angela: Ohhhh... Wow, you must think I'm an idiot.
Dr. Goodman: I was grandstanding. I can be like that.
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Harry: It's really not necessary to lead me like a child.
Brennan: I'd rather not have any more evidence compromised.
Harry: You're squeezing my arm very tightly.
Brennan: Sorry.
Harry: No, no, it's okay...
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Brennan: (looking at Booth) This is a corpse with skin.
Harry: She is good.
Brennan: Why am I here? You know I don't work with skin.
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Booth: You know, you need a better screening process down at the museum.
Goodman: Ironic, given we contract that out to the FBI.
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Dane: This guy swims like a squid.
Booth: You mean he swims like a squint.
Dane: What?
Booth: Never mind.
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Brennan: I want my bones. Did you find my bones?
Booth: Whoa, maybe you just want to, you know, chill a little.
Brennan: Chill?
Booth: Yeah. You know, take a pill.
Brennan: Listen, dude, my lab was violated, my bones were stolen, so I think I'll remain warm for a little while longer.
Angela: Honey maybe you should focus on your breathing.
Booth: Breathing.
Angela: Count to 10.
Booth: 10.
Angela: Have a shot of Jack.
Booth: Shot of Jack. Look we're doing everything we can, I promise you we're going to find your bones, but you've got to allow us to do our job.
Brennan: Guess I wasn't helping all that much, wasn't I? (Booth nods) I'm... I'm...
Angela: Sorry.
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Booth: (to Hodgins) We need you to do your dirt thing. You know, match the slime to the crime.
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Zack: So you believe in pirates?
Hodgins: Pirates aren't Santa, Zack. They did exist. They did have treasures, and they did bury it.
Zack: You know, I had an eye patch when I was six.
Hodgins: Who didn't, my friend? Who didn't?
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Booth: Welcome to the dungeon.
Brennan: Why do the FBI always stick their morgues in the most depressing basement they can find?
Booth: Don't be such a snob, Bones. Okay, not everyone gets to play in a multi-million dollar lab, you know, with skylights…
Brennan: It's because as a society, we feel the need to hide death away. The people who deal with the dead are viewed as freaks.
Booth: I don't know if it's the basement thing, but this guy you're going to meet, Harry, he's a bit twisted.
Brennan: You probably think I get some kind of rush when I work, that I'm somehow titillated.
Booth: Uh, choice of words, Bones, choice of words.
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Dep. Dir. Sam Cullen: What is that, squint humor? Because I'm not laughing.
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Brennan: (trying to get people's attention) FBI! You're all under arrest!
Booth: C'mon, Bones, you don't get to say that. I'm the one with the badge.
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Brennan: The music. Shh. He's down there.
Booth: That's not music, it's bagpipes.