Angela: When we met I was an artist. I mean, imagine waking up one day and realizing that for years you haven't been doing anything close to what you love. Bones: I can't imagine that. I have to do this. It's who I am. Angela: So you're saying I'm not an artist. Not really.
Bones: You reconstruct the faces of murder victims as well as anyone in this country. Angela: That's the most depressing thing that anybody has ever said to me. Bones: I thought it was a compliment.