Bones: The Bones That Weren't
November 9th 2010 21:37
After the skull of a promising young dancer is found lodged in concrete at a construction site, the team must first figure out what happened to the victim's skeletal structure. After learning the victim quit ballet to pursue hip hop, Booth and Brennan uncover another layer of evidence that points them to a suspect who had a secret relationship with the victim. Meanwhile, when Hannah is put on assignment in a dodgy part of town, her safety is jeopardized and her life is put in critical danger.
-FOX
Sweets: That’s a really tough part of town.
Booth: Not compared to downtown Cabo it’s not.
Bones: Or the surface of Venus which is covered with clouds of sulfuric acid and hundreds of active mega-volcanoes. (They stare at her) What? We were talking about tough neighborhoods.
Sweets: Uh-huh.
~*~*~
Booth: I-I’m an exciting guy. For example, I’m making dinner for her tonight, with wine.
Sweets: You just decided that now, didn’t you?
~*~*~
Booth: Guys, Hannah and I are really happy. I gave her the big closet and I always put the seat down after I pee.
Bones: You should also put the lid down. Otherwise a fine mist of aerosolized urine and fecal particulates are sprayed into the air every time you flush. You might as well brush your teeth in excrement.
Sweets: She’s right.
~*~*~
Booth: It looks like a giant man-eating clam.
Bones: No, there’s no such thing as a man-eating clam.
Booth: Oh you know the giant ones, they clamp down on your leg like a bear trap.
Bones: A, the shells close too slowly to catch anything. B, the really big ones can’t even close all the way.
Booth: Not in the movies I’ve watched.
~*~*~
Booth: Ok, what is that?
Bones: A probe.
~*~*~
Booth: So let me guess, you what the whole slab of concrete shipped back to The Jeffersonian, right?
Bones: No, don’t be absurd. 2x3x4 meter section will be fine.
Booth: Right.
Bones: Shouldn’t weigh more than a ton.
~*~*~
Bones: (to Angela) I find I am totally jazzed by your out-of-the-box, lateral thinking.
~*~*~
Angela: Ok, why don’t you just flip it over so we can get a better look?
Arastoo: But we never flip over a real skeleton.
Cam: Ah, lucky for us this is a replica. Come on, grab a limb.
(they flip the skeleton over)
Angela: Hey, that was, kinda fun.
~*~*~
Bones: I admit the odds favor your conclusion.
~*~*~
Booth: (about the street drummer) I bet he drove his parents crazy!
~*~*~
Bones: The fluidity with which you move should not be possible. It's like you have no Bones. I'm an expert on bones, and that is impressive!
~*~*~
Sweets: Mr. Milford, I’m Dr. Lance Sweets. I’m a psychologist, and the reason I’m talking to you is that every time the FBI Agent that I work with asked you a question you spouted Shakespearean verse at him. He doesn’t speak Shakespearean. We found traces of bronze on the murder victim. (Milford huffs) You’re covered in bronze. What I think is that you suffer from an untreated dissociative disorder, wherein the only way you can communicate is through Shakespeare, so, uh… “An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.”
Mr. Milford: “Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning.”
Sweets: You’re talking! Ok. Ah, regarding the homicide of Robert Pearson, “There is special providence in the fall of the sparrow.”
Mr. Milford: “By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth if thou with Robert carry on again.”
Sweets: Oh ok, so you’re saying Robert wasn’t an innocent victim. (He gets no answer) Right, uh… “But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.”
Mr. Milford: This is the short and long of it. There is no honor amongst thieves.
Sweets: Oh he was a thief. What kind of thief was he-“One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.”
Mr. Milford: “A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,That from a shelf the precious diadem stole,
And put it in his pocket!”
Sweets: Robert Pearson was a thief, a cutpurse, that’s a-that’s a pickpocket right? He worked with someone, betrayed him, and, “Where the offense is, let the axe fall.”
Mr. Milford: (nods) Mmm.
Sweets: Well, “I can no other answer make but thanks, and thanks.”
Mr. Milford: “How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.”
Sweets: (smiles) Well, thank you.
~*~*~
Booth: “Bone-eating fungus”, huh. Hmm. Sometimes you say things that sound crazy in a really totally serious tone of voice.
Bones: Perhaps.
~*~*~
Hannah: So…basically, you saved my life.
(Bones smiles and leaves)
Booth: Bones. (she stops and looks at him) …Thanks.
~*~*~
Hodgins: (busting up out of the torn tarp) I need some gold!
~*~*~
Hannah: Maybe you should give me your sunglasses.
Bones: Uh-seriously?
Hannah: Sure.
Bones: Ok. Here you go.
Hannah: Thank you.
Bones: Perhaps you should be more careful in what stories you pursue in the future.
Hannah: Why?
Bones: Booth would be very unhappy if you died.
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