Bones

Brennan: You know, on your x-rays, there's a history of multiple fractures on your feet consistent with beating. It's a common method of torture in the Middle East, beating the soles of the feet with pipes or hoses. Booth: Yeah, I know. Brennan: And there are indications of injuries sustained while you were shielding someone. Booth: How the hell can you tell something like that? Brennan: The scarring shows that the rib cage spread in such a way that ... Booth: Yeah, okay. A buddy of mine, he lost his weapon and I uh, I tried. He didn't make it. You know you shouldn't be looking at my x-rays. Bones: Sorry.

Booth: So, this whole online thing, how long does it last? Because if it's just a way to hook up ... I gotta tell you, It's pretty low. David: You know, one of my partners met his wife online. Brennan: You're kidding. David: No, they've been married for five years. Booth: Doesn't mean it's not creepy.

(Booth groans from his injuries) Hodgins: Maybe you shouldn't have had all that pudding.

Hodgins: Pudding! I still remember this stuff from when I got my appendix out. (Hodgins reaches for a pudding; Booth smacks his hand with a spoon.) Booth: Yeah. And it's as good as you remember.

(Brennan's apartment) Brennan: Romano didn't give us anything, so I should probably be back at the lab. Booth: No your squints can handle it. You haven't slept in over a day, alright? You need to get some rest. I'll sleep on the couch. Brennan: You think you're staying here with me? Booth: Yeah. Nice place by the way, Bones. Brennan: No, I'm locked in here, Booth. I'll be fine. Booth: Okay look, I want you to stay away from your windows too, okay? A sniper has a clear shot from any of these surrounding buildings. Brennan: I could have just stayed at the lab. The security is tight there. Booth: Then you would have worked. You would have gotten tired and you would have been more vulnerable when you did go out. Trust me this is the best, alright?

(Brennan survives an explosive attempt on her life) Zack: Could have been you. Brennan: Yeah, I know. Zack: The only reason he (Booth) survived was that he was reaching for the glass. Brennan: I know... can we change the subject? Angela: Let's talk revenge, blood lust.

(Booth's in recovery after Brennan's fridge exploded on him) Booth: Stick with her. Kenton: Yeah, if you want me to. Brennan: Don't you think I should be consulted? Booth: No! Keep her close.

(Booth checks up on Bones after a failed attempt on her life) Booth: Kenton heard the Romanos were pissed that they reopened the investigation, when they get pissed, they shoot.

Zack: Remains show evidence of bullet wounds. Hodgins: Which would explain why he has all those holes in him.

(Booth and Brennan at the hospital. Booth is lying in bed while Brennan sits next to him in a black dress) Booth: You know, I let you down, Bones. I'm sorry. Brennan: You saved my life. Booth: Yeah, but you know, it shouldn't...it shouldn't have gone down like that. (they both smile pensively) Brennan: What a pair. (Booth turns to look at her and smiles when Brennan's cell phone rings) Brennan: (on the phone) Brennan. Um, I'm leaving right now. (hangs up) David. We're finally having our dinner. Booth: Well, I figured you didn't dress up for me. Brennan: (smiles and stands up) You sure you don't want anything? Booth: Nah, I'll be fine. I'm just going to, you know, flip around the TV here. Brennan: (hesitant to leave) Okay. I'll see you tomorrow. Booth: Yeah, have a good night. Brennan: Thanks. (Brennan leaves and Booth flips through stations to an old movie. It's a romantic one. He looks down, sad and pensive. When he looks up again he sees Brennan enter his room.) Brennan: I rescheduled. My...my head still hurts. Booth: Well, we can watch TV if you like. Brennan: Sure.

(Booth has just saved Brennan from Kenton. She has her arms around his neck with her wrists still bound and is hugging him very tightly) Booth: Oh, it's okay. I'm right here. It's all over. Okay. Shh. I'm right here, alright. It's all over. Shh...alright. (Brennan loosens her grip and sits back to look at him) Brennan: How did you get out of the hospital? Booth: Hodgins gave me a ride. Maybe...maybe you could give me a ride back though, huh? (She smiles, shakes her head yes and hugs him again very, very tightly burying her head in his sweater)

Kenton: The Bureau keeps a shell from every weapon it issues. You match that slug, it points to my weapon and I go down and the Romanos make sure I don't talk. Brennan: Well at least then I'm dying for a good reason.

Brennan: Sorry, Booth. It should be me lying in that bed. Booth: I'm fine. You know, I...I don't even know if...if I have to stay here, you know? Brennan: You got blown up. Booth: I've been worse. Brennan: You have burns, lacerations, two broken ribs, green stick fracture of the clavicle... Booth: Okay, I got blown up. (pathetically tries reaching for a pudding in front of him) Can you hand me one of the puddings?

Booth: Did they gather all the evidence from the explosion? Brennan: Yes. Booth: You sure? Brennan: Yes. Booth, I was there. They were very thorough, and I was very annoying.

Brennan: (about jazz) The artist has to live within a set of tonal structure and trust his own instincts to find his way out of an infinite maze of musical possibilities and the great ones do.

Zack: If it's so dangerous here, why are you leaving us? Booth: Big strong guy like you, huh? (punches him in the arm) You'll be able to take care of yourself. Zack: Ow.

Brennan: Ask him to save the excrements for Hodgins. Booth: Lucky Hodgins.

(after Bones says she has a date with someone she met online) Booth: (looking at Brennan) You know, what ever happened to seeing someone across a crowded room, eyes meeting, that old black magic gets you in its spell? Brennan: There's no such thing as magic. Booth: Oh, there's magic.

Hodgins: Should we really be involved in mob stuff? I mean, they're really into the whole killing thing.

David: Okay, I'm sorry. Did I miss something cause I don't want to get in the way or between… Brennan: What? Uh, no. Booth: No. Brennan: No. Booth: God. David: Well then maybe we could reschedule dinner? Booth: No.

Booth: Bones, how many keys do you need? Brennan: (showing them) Car, house, lab, morgue... I need a lot of keys.

(after informing Bones her date is a suspect) Booth: Look, Bones, I know it's hard for you to admit that you might be wrong about something, but I really don't care about your feelings right now, I'm more concerned with your life. So, they're bringing your date in for interrogation, grab your coat. Brennan: I'm working. Booth: Bones, I'm not letting you out of my sight until I find out who was trying to kill you.

Booth: Look, an agent talked to a witness who saw a couple go into a building off of North 23. Hodgins: Just a building. Oh yeah, that's real specific. Booth: Crack heads, you know, aren't that detail oriented.

Booth: And Hodgins is playing with dog poop, so everyone's got something to do.

Hodgins: This conspiracy thing is a lot more intense when you're in the middle of it.

Hodgins: (to Booth) People never tell me I'm right, they only say I'm crazy. I love you, man.

Kenton: I don't get it. What exactly are you doing? Angela: I'm using a digital enhancement program to fill in the missing markings made by the bullet, when it passed through the bone. Impressed? (Kenton nods) I have so many more tricks. There's no ring -- single ... or gay? Kenton: Gay, mmh, why would you say gay? Angela: Brokeback, baby. Gotta ask. Kenton: Not gay. Brennan: Angela. Angela: We'll talk later.

Brennan: Have you examined the dogs' excrement? Hodgins: I'm doing the fecal flotation now. (pauses) I don't get to say that a lot...

Brennan: My reservation got pushed, so I have a few extra minutes. Booth: Ah, a few extra minutes, great. Brennan: What?! Booth: Nothing. Brennan: You disapprove. Booth: I said "great". Brennan: With attitude! Booth: Don't go overboard with psychology. It's not your thing. Brennan: Look, I am an adult Booth. I see men, I go out with them, on occasion I sleep with them. Booth: Hey, you know what? That's cool but you don't even know who this guy is that you're meeting. Brennan: I have trekked through Tibet avoiding the Chinese army. I think I can handle meeting someone for dinner. Booth: Fine, you know what? You have fun with Dick431 or whatever his handle is. Brennan: Yeah I will. Booth: Good. Brennan: Thanks. Booth: Fine. Brennan: Good.

(Booth and Hodgins in a red Mini Cooper. Booth groans in pain) Hodgins: Maybe that nurse was right to be pissed that you were leaving. You don't seem good, Booth. Booth: You know, if we weren't in a toy car...

Angela: So how do you like David? It's not often you can interrogate a guy on a first date. Brennan: I like him. Booth still doesn't approve but I told him to mind his own business. Angela: Booth is a big, strong, hot guy who wants to save your life. I mean, you actually have a knight in shining FBI standard-issue body armor so cut him some slack.

Brennan: Hundreds of criminals would like me to stop what I do. Are you suggesting that I just give up my career?