Bones

Caroline (about the skeletal storage/limbo) This is just creepy. Bones: Well, it's the natural order of things. We all end up this way. Caroline: Thank you, cherie, now you've made it creepy and depressing.

Sweets: (about Brennan) So you didn't tell her to leave, you just sat there, naked? Booth: It was my own bathroom, okay? What do you wear in the tub, floaties?

Cam: (reading out of a script) Well, there's a little thing that looks like a Japanese stool, then a 'b' with a tail, then a fat fish. Does this make sense to you? Zack: It doesn't to you?

Hodgins: Hey, how are you, Zack? Zack: Quite severely injured.

Caroline: (at the funeral) I knew Seeley Booth. He was a good man, who earned my respect and affection - and I don't like many people.

Cam: I knew, the day I met Zack, he'd cause me pain.

Booth: There's got to be other stuff going on here, right? Sweets: What? Booth: Transference, uh paranoia. Come on! I mean, when I offer her a piece of pie, you say it has deeper meaning! Brennan: I don't like pie, Booth. Booth: Apple pie. She doesn't like baked pie. Brennan: I don't like my fruit cooked. Sweets: Okay, changing the subject is a way to avoid your feelings. Booth: My feelings? Okay, now you're attacking my feelings?

(Brennan barges in on Booth in his bathtub) Brennan: I need to talk to you! Booth: What the hell, Bones! I'm in my house, in my bathroom, in my bathtub! How the hell did you get in here, anyway? Brennan: Well that fake rock by your front door wouldn't fool anybody. Why are you wearing a hat that dispenses beer? Booth: (looking sheepish) Hot tub plus cold beer equals warm beer. Hat equals solution. Why are you ... ? Brennan: And that cigar. Very unhealthy. Booth: Ok, what the hell do you want now, Bones? Because I'm not really feeling too relaxed.

Booth: I gave a list of people to the Bureau to inform them that I was not really dead, you know? If they didn't tell you, it's not my fault. Sweets: Dr. Brennan is actually upset because she had to face strong emotions that she'd rather deny. Striking Agent Booth indicated the depth of your feelings for him. It was a very passionate act. Booth: Thank you! Did you hear that? Passion! Brennan: Yes, passion, because anger is a passion. Anger at being manipulated! Zack: Dr. Brennan ... Booth: Aw, forget it!

Booth: Next time I die, I promise that I will tell you. Brennan: I'll look forward to that.

Booth: (to Sweets) So go ahead tell her. Sweets: Tell her what? Brennan: Tell me what? Booth: Tell her now? Sweets: What? Booth: Fine. I'll tell her. (to Brennan) Okay, I sent my list to the Bureau, they sent it to Sweets. (to Sweets) You were the one who decided not to tell Dr. Brennan that I was still alive. (to Brennan) He's the one you should have slugged. So do it. Go ahead, do it now. Brennan: What? You chose not to tell me? Sweets: Yes, it's true. Technically. Booth: Technically? Sweets: Okay, I reviewed the list, and I decided, knowing Dr. Brennan as I do, that she was in fact able to handle your death. Booth: (to Bones) Slug him. Sweets: It was a national security issue - the fewer people that knew Agent Booth was alive the safer he would be. Brennan: (to Booth) I think that was a good choice. Sweets: (relieved) Awesome. Booth: You do? Brennan: Yes. You knew that Booth's death was something I could deal with because it's something I can compartmentalize. Booth: Whoa, wait a minute, now why are you mad at me then? Brennan: Because you should have told me personally. Booth: Oh, I should have just ignored national security concerns, broken the law, and told you. Brennan: Yes.

Angela: I would like to welcome all of Dr. Brennan's grad students to Limbo. Bones: It's modular skeletal storage. I don't like the moniker "Limbo." Angela: Over 10,000 lost souls remain here, sweetie. Unidentified. Waiting. It's a good name; let's just go with it.

Hodgins: (after the explosion) Excuse me if my faith in the Bureau isn't absolute.

Hodgins: Since when did I become the assistant? Zach: Since I became the uncontested 'King of the Lab'.

Brennan: (about Zack) I never gave him anything. Booth: (finds and reads Brennan's letter offering Zack to be her grad student) I think you gave him something pretty great.

Brennan: All of your assumptions are built upon a first principle, Zack. To wit, the historical human experience as a whole is more important than a single person's life. Zack: Yes. Brennan: Yet you risked it all so you wouldn't hurt Hodgins.

Brennan: It's Zack. He's the killer, Booth. It's Zack.

Sweets: I think it's interesting psychologically how Agent Booth's constant efforts to persuade you to enjoy fruit pie could be interpreted as a type of seduction.

Cam: A toothless cannibal just can't cut it in today's competitive serial killer climate.

Zack: Is it a cake or is it a pickle? Hodgins: It's Schroedinger's Cat. Zack: That makes sense to me. Cakes and pickles mean nothing to me.

Brennan: I knew I shouldn't have gone to that funeral, it was a complete waste of time just like I said. Booth: Wait a second, you thought that my funeral was a waste of time? Cam: I thought it was a lovely service Booth. Booth: Thank you! You know, I expected to see more people though ... Hodgins: I always imagined a lot of ex-girlfriends crying. Booth: Yeah, me too. Angela: You guys are pathetic. Brennan: (to Booth) Just know, I won't be attending your next funeral. Booth: Bones, I'm telling you, you were supposed to know that I wasn't really dead, I swear! That's why I thought you weren't crying!

Brennan: (about the woman who shot Booth) That woman was aiming at me. I would have happily taken that bullet.

Angela: (to Bones) Look, I know how you see things, and I respect that. But, I need to ask you a favor. I have to go to the funeral. I'm not going to be able to get through this alone. I've been crying for like, days. I really need your shoulder here. I need my best friend.

Booth: Bones broke into my house last night -- Bones: There was a key! Booth: ... All angry because nobody told her that I was dead. And I was just following protocol! Sweets: Broke into your house? Bones: There was a key. Booth: (talking over her) And barged into my bathroom. Sweets: (laughing) What were you doing? Bones: He was drinking beer and reading a comic book. Booth: I was taking a bath! Sweets: You read comics and drink beer naked? Booth: Wait a minute. Bones bursts into my bathroom, alright, and I'm weird for being naked?!

Bones: (to Booth) Just so you know I find your lack of puritan modesty very refreshing.

Grad Student #3: (bragging) I'm third in my class! Brennan: I'd like the names of the two students in front of you.

Cam: If you want to do one of your experiments just say so. Zack and Hodgins: (in unison) We want to do one of our experiments.