[to Hodgins] I'm so tired of all this ugliness. I want some beauty in my life.

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.

It's my job to turn this skull into an actual human being, so you try being detached.

Hodgins: Babe, I need your secret stash of peanut butter.
Angela: Hodgins, I bring in my peanut butter for a little comfort food every once in a while.

Angela: It was the coolest trick ever.
Hodgins: It was no trick. It's a simple matter of chemistry and physics.

Hodgins: We have an hour before we have to let the sitter go. Have another glass.
Angela: You're right. We work hard at a revolting job. And it's really pretty up here.

Bones: There's something very odd here.
Angela: Yeah, but you're gonna have to be a little bit more specific than that for those of us who entire scenario odd.

Daisy: I could call in an anonymous tip like "I hear roaring at night."
Angela: I was thinking more along the lines of looking at satellite photos on the internet and seeing if any of the farms shout "tiger."
Camille: That is brilliant.

[to Sweets] It's like you never studied psychology at all.

Angela: I'm no coroner, but I'm saying the cause of death was humungous explosion.
Cam: The coroner concurs.

Angela: You're gonna need an alibi for this night.
Brennan: You're trying to help me.
Angela: Yeah, I know you wouldn't kill anybody.

Bones Quotes

You're looking at her fruits?

Booth[to Sweets]

Brennan: What have you done?
Hodgins: Baking soda. It's not just for cooking any more.

Bones Music

  Song Artist
Fearless Cyndi Lauper iTunes
The World Is... Matthew Ryan iTunes
Song Rain Or Shine Matthew Perryman Jones