Wendell Bray: (running up with a bone in his hands) Dead guy's hyoid. Bones: Guy as in sexually non-specific urban colloquialism or in the reference to the gender normally associated with a penis, Mr. Bray? Wendell Bray: Um ... penis?
Booth: You don't think that I'm a lousy dad for not sending my son to private school? Sweets: No. But you'd be a lousy father if you didn't torture yourself about it.
