Bones

Hodgins: I have got an absolutely fascinating clue to tell you. Angela: (running up) Hey, hey. Uh, you have to leave town. Hodgins: What? Why? Booth: No, fascinating clue first. Hodgins: The ... pearl we found in the victim wasn't a pearl. W- why do I have to leave town? Angela: My father is here. Cam: What was it, then? Hodgins: Carbonaceous chondrites. It's what meteorites are made of -- your father blames me for our breakup? Angela: Well, he has sort of a blind spot when it comes to me so, I think you should just get out of town until I can call him off. Booth: Stop. Okay, stop it. Dead guy, what about the dead guy? Cam: It's obvious. He was frostbitten while climbing Everest, then struck by a meteor, then dumped into a vacant lot in two garbage bags and eaten by crows. Booth: (sarcastically) Right, obvious. That's so obvious.

Booth: I didn't mean to call you creepy. Brennan: You said I have a creepy mode. Booth: I apologize. Okay look, I wasn't in my element. Brennan: Well, every element is your element. Booth: No, that is not true. Okay, listen. We just gotta stop hanging out with geniuses, because you're going to figure that I'm really stupid. Brennan: What, don't worry about that. I figured out along time ago how stupid you are. Booth: Hmm. Brennan: What I just said ... is true, and yet it ... really sounded wrong. What I should say it that I don't care how stupid you are. Brennan: It's not any better? Booth: No. No. Not at all.

Cam: What did I tell you? Hodgins: That we aren't allowed in the same room without supervision. Cam: Why? Nigel-Murray: Because we were ... stupid enough to fire a cannon indoors.

Hodgins: (about Angela's father) I am not scared of him. Sweets: Okay. Okay. You know that whole, that whole "sell your soul at the crossroads" thing? I'm buying it. You gotta run for it man! Angela: I told you so. (she leaves) Sweets: Yeah. You know what? I secretly had a thing for Angela, now it's gone! Like- like wiped from the memory banks.

Brennan: So, you just think that if two people care about each other, they leave metaphorical marks which should be allowed to fade naturally? Booth: You heard me but you just didn't understand me. Brennan: I wonder that about you all the time.

Hodgins: (sarcastically) To eternity, to glory, to the future. Bones: You disapprove of the Collar Institute? Hodgins: Up and forward are only two directions. Science should look in all directions. You taught me that. Bones: I did? Hodgins: Every day. Bones: (visibly pleased) Thank you.

Sweets: I looked through over 800 threats made against Dr. Diane Sidman. You, Dr. Mullins, are the only person I thought merited questioning. Dr. Mullins: Using psychology? Sweets: That's correct. Dr. Mullins: (smirking) You might as well have picked my name from a hat. Bones: Normally I'd agree, but your disapproval of Dr. Sidman's work makes me wonder if you're a religious man. Dr. Mullins: No. Like most reasonable human beings, I'm an agnostic. Sweets: You have a doctorate in physics, from Princeton, right? Yet, you work as a welder? Dr. Mullins: Welding is a real job, unlike ... psychology.

Bones: Do you even know what superconductivity is? Booth: I know it's better than normal conductivity.

Hodgins: The man (Angela's father) is from Texas! He told me that if I messed up ... ugh, I don't remember what he said exactly but he, mentioned the key G-demolish and it sounded pretty bad. Nigel-Murray: The blues is known as the Devil's music because those most adept are thought to have made a pact with the Devil and thus fear no earthly lore because, they're already doomed to an eternity in Hell. Sweets: Harsh. Hodgins: (sarcastically) Thank you, Vincent. I- I feel much better now.

Booth: You know what? You're the only smart person I really like. Brennan: Thank you. Sweets: Awe, that's ... What- what about ... what about me? (Booth and Brennan leave.)

Dr. Collar: (to Dr. Brennan) I was wondering ... could I have your phone number? Sweets: Wow! Booth: Told you. Sweets: Really?! Brennan: I've been ... considering how to respond if you asked and have decided upon -- no. Booth: Oh.

(Dr. Collar punches Booth.) Booth: Ah! God! Ow! Dr. Collar: That's for killing my fiancée. Brennan: One person to your left, Dr. Collar. (Dr. Collar punches Milton.) Dr. Collar: My apologies Agent Booth. My, echolocator must have malfunctioned.

Booth: You know that guy Landis? Brennan: Yes. Booth: He's about to make a move on you. Brennan: How do you know? Booth: Because it is the rational and smart thing to do, and he is all about that. And I see how he looks at you. Brennan: How he looks at me? He's blind.

Booth: You're testing me on the cancer chair?! Brennan: What, you're wearing a suit, plus it's not radioactive anymore! We're going to need to take this chair. Booth: No, no, no! You just don't go around doing human testing on people, Bones! I gotta go to the bathroom. Brennan: It's just- (Booth runs away.) Well I, touched it with my bare hands, see!

Angela: Celibacy is a lot like fasting. Brennan: So you've become sexually anorexic?

Nigel-Murray: The ancient Sumerians were prone to spreading gold dust over the body during funeral rites. Cam: Did the Sumerians chop up the body into little tiny bits first? Nigel-Murray: Not to my knowledge. Hodgins: What is this? Cam: A black pearl? Nigel-Murray: Pearls! Symbolizing eggs or rebirth and resurrection, were used in many South Seas funeral rites. Cam: Did they chop up the bodies into little tiny bits first? Nigel-Murray: I've begun to apprehend your point, Dr. Saroyan.

Hodgins: (looking at the remains) Wow. Cam: I've been a pathologist for 13 years and I admit, I am ... a little nauseated. Nigel-Murray: It's going to fall to me to empty these bags, isn't it? (Hodgins and Cam look at him.) All right then. Fine. I may need a pot of tea waiting.

Booth: Hey, would you even want to guess what happened to this human being? Bones: No. Booth: I knew you'd say that. I just had to ask.

Booth: Hey, so what's it look like to you? Brennan: An ear. Booth: Did you just make a joke? Brennan: No. Booth: 'Cause that wouldn't be like you. Brennan: I didn't. It looks like an ear.

Bones: What exactly are you working on? Milton: I am endeavoring to find a way to transmit single-cell organisms using common pond scum from one location to another. Booth: Ever try a spoon?

(Sweetw approaches quickly behind Hodgins, who is examining evidence) Sweets: Hodgins! Hodgins: (jerks suddenly) Don't sneak up like that, I could put out an eye on my microscope.