Bones Quotes
Cam: What do you know? King of the lab!
Hodgins: Wow! that's a first! Usually I have to say it.
Cam: Yeah, but I wanted to hear how it sounded with a touch of modesty.
Daisy: Where are we going?
Angela: Uhh Cam asked me to get you out of the lab.
Daisy: Why?
Angela: Because you keep sighing and moaning.
Daisy: I thought I was keeping that to myself.
Angela: No, no, you were, sharing with everyone.
Daisy: Why do you drive a minivan? Do you have kids that we don't know about?
Angela: I'm an artist, Daisy, and this Sienna has plenty of room plus I stink at parallel parking and that, back-up camera thing is like the invention of the century.
Booth: And life is good again.
Brennan: It is very good.
Booth: Yes, it is.
Two plus two equals four. I put sugar in my coffee and it tastes sweet. The sun comes up because the world turns. These things are beautiful to me. There are mysteries I will never understand, but everywhere I look I see proof that for every effect there is a corresponding cause. Even if I can't see it. I find that reassuring.
Brennan
Brennan: You have faith that you will retain your faith? Why?
Booth: Because, Bones. The sun will come up and tomorrow is a new day.
Brennan: I know that feeling.
Booth: Really?
Brennan: Mm-hmm.
Booth: You know what it feels like to get your faith back?
Brennan: When I see effects and I am unable to discern a cause, my faith in reason and consequences is shaken.
What are you, some kind of Persian ninja?
Hodgins
Hodgins: Arastoo is a very sweet, gentle guy, you know?
Cam: I know, but maybe in his heart he looks down on us! Do you want to work with someone who thinks you're the great satan?
Hodgins: No! I don't want to be the great satan. I don't even want to be a minor demon.
Hodgins: Are you asking me to do an experiment?
Cam: With Arastoo.
Hodgins: Why are you saying his name like that?
Hodgins: Arastooooo. You're chewing on his name.
Cam: Arastoo said that he looks at the devil every day.
Hodgins: Maybe he has low self esteem.
When Booth and I first met, I didn't believe that such a thing as love existed. I maintained that it was simply brain chemistry, but perhaps Booth is correct. Perhaps love comes first and creates the reaction. I have no tangible proof, but I'm willing to accept Booth's premise.
Brennan
Hodgins: Do you know what Vincent Nigel-Murray is? He's a genius.
Brennan: Yes, but so are we all. Except for Angela.
Angela: Oh, right, and yet who do you turn to when you need pretty pictures?
Angela: Four years ago Jared's girlfriend was a hooker?
Brennan: An escort. I believe in the hierarchy of prostitution, an escort ranks equal to high class call girl.
Angela: And now she teaches grade school?
Brennan: Mm-hmm. I don't see any other injuries that could be cause of death. Apparently the rule is, once a sex worker always a sex worker.
Angela: You know, it really would have been better if Booth never ran her record.
Brennan: He said it was my influence. That it was the rational thing to do.
Angela: No, sweetie, he's rationalizing. Which makes what he did irrational, because he's rationalizing that Jared can't make rational decisions for himself. You do the same thing all the time. Maybe that's what he learned from you.
Booth: You think your brother's girlfriend is hinky? Is that slang for pretty or buxom?
Brennan: No, it's just slang for iffy.
Booth: Well, iffy is already slang. I don't see the need for slang for slang.
