Bones

Booth: All this kid wants is to feel like a hero. Suddenly he's facing the damsel in distress. Brennan: Lucy McGruder is ten years older. Booth: No, it's not the damsel part that matters. It's the distress that appealed to the kid. You know, I mean look, it wasn't about the sex or the romance. It never was. Brennan: He wanted to make a difference in the world before he died. I told you he was more like you then me.

Brennan: Her husband beats her. Booth: Bones! Talk about multiple hypotheses. Brennan: It's a leap, yes, but it was bound to happen, me spending so much time with you. I mean that as a compliment.

Brennan: You said before that Warren reminded you of me. You think I'm just like him, that he hid from life by immersing himself in a fantasy world where he fought crime, and I do the same thing. Only I don't have super powers, I have science. Booth: C'mon Bones, you do fight crime. It's not a fantasy. As far as any normal person is concerned, you do have super powers. Brennan: You're just saying that to me. Booth: No, I don't do that. Brennan: Yes you do. You lied to Warren Granger's mother to make her feel better. That seems to be your super power.

Brennan: You told her that her son didn't tell her about being sick to make her feel better. Booth: Mmhuh. Brennan: You don't really believe that. Booth: Well, people don't actually do that. Brennan: So, you just told her that to make her feel better? Booth: Right. Brennan: So you just did what you said people don't do.

(Booth and Brennan at Capital Bowl) Booth: Do you smell that? Bones: Yes, I do. Booth: You know what that is Bones? Brennan: Wax, popcorn, feet, deodorant. Booth: That is America, Bones. Brennan: (smiles) You keep your bowling ball in the car? Booth: Oh, you know, I figured we ask a few questions about Warren Granger, maybe bowl a few frames. You know, nothing like a little sport to uh, take the edge off of. Brennan: This is not a sport. Booth: How do you figure? Brennan: There's no physical benefit, so it's really like golf. It's not a sport. It's an activity. Booth: You know, could you please Bones, maybe just for once, try not to piss everyone off around you? Brennan: Yeah, sorry. Are you good at this sport? Booth: Ah well, my average is over 200, less then two opens per game, one match I had 211 strikes out of 431 shots. Twenty-nine opens, thirty-nine games. Brennan: What does that mean? Booth: It means I won some bowling awards. Brennan: I won the Marshall H. Dixon award for my paper on George John Romanes and physiological selection. Booth: My God, it's like we lead parallel lives.

Booth: You don't have to solve the whole case, just tell me if I'm looking at a murder, maybe, you know, pull a quick ID? (Booth gives her his brightest smile) Brennan: (smiles back) Don't use your charm smile on me. Booth: (innocently) What? It's a mark of respect. That's all.

Cullen: Booth, I want this closed. I don't wanna pick up the next Sunday's post and read "Church kids find mystery corpse dressed for Halloween - FBI remains clueless". Booth: I guarantee you won't read that, sir.

Brennan: Has anyone we've seen on this case been favoring her arm? Booth: Not that I've noticed. Brennan: That's because you're not an anthropologist...with super powers.

Brennan: Booth, are you a nerd? Booth: First of all, you mean geek. And no, I'm not, okay? It's quite normal for an American male to read comic books. Brennan: I find it hard to believe you have anything in common with Warren Granger. Booth: Oh, you mean isolated with an inner secret life? No. I'd say you were more like Warren.

Brennan: With all due respect, but my writing for example is pure fiction. (Booth is very amused hearing that) Goodman: Dr. Brennan, I fear you reveal much more of your world view in your writing than you realize. Brennan: Such as? Goodman: Such as, archaeologists make good administrators because they enjoy tedium. Angela: Such as, artists are doomed to a life of loneliness because they are unable to think beyond instant gratification. Booth: Such as, you know, FBI guys are hot and Angela here wants to have sex with me.

Brennan: Wait, you said that in books you could find the real world version. Booth: Yeah, well, I mean, if you know you, it's pretty obvious. Brennan: Well, give me an example. Booth: Ok. Well, in your book, your partner is a former Olympic boxer who graduated from Harvard and spoke six different languages. In real life, you've got me. Brennan: So what you're saying is that reality falls far, far short of fictional. Booth: Yeah, thanks a lot, Bones.

Brennan: I'll see you in the comic books, buster. Booth: It's "See you in the funny pages." Brennan: Ok, I took a liberty!

Goodman: All writers reveal more of themselves than they intend on every page. Booth: You know, I gotta tell you, I never bought all that English 101 stuff. Sometimes a river is just a river.

Booth: What's your name? Abigail: Blue Minnow. Booth: Ok, guys, when I ask your names, I want the ones that your parents gave you.