Bones: The Parts in the Sum of the Whole (100th episode)
May 7th 2010 20:09
With Sweets about ready to publish his book, Booth and Bones confront him with the fact that, well, his findings are wrong. Bones wants to point out that the case he’s based his entire research on was not, in fact, their first case. Booth, on the other hand, is more concerned with Sweets’s conclusion that they are in love.
Sitting down in Sweets’s office, Booth and Bones recount the actual first case they worked on. The same case that brought Angela to work at the Jeffersonian (before then she was doing caricatures for people on the street). Back then Booth had a gambling problem, Caroline had Booth’s office, Hodgins and Zack did not get along, Hodgins had anger issues, and Booth and Bones *gasped* actually kissed the first time they met!
This throws off Sweets’s entire study, and frustrated, he tells them that one of these days either Booth or Bones is going to have to be the one to take the first step. He tells Booth it’s gotta be him because he’s the gambler. After leaving Sweets’s office, Booth stops Bones and tells her that Sweets is right. That he wants to try it—it being a relationship between him and Bones. Shocked, Bones reminds him that it didn’t work out the first time (they ended up in a huge fight after their first case). Fed up with denying this thing between them, Booth, overcome, kisses her. Bones pushes back, telling him no. She tells him that she’s a scientist, and that he said it himself, the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different outcome. Whereas Booth wants to try for a different outcome, Bones tells him that she can’t change. She’s sorry. Crushed, Booth lets her go and Bones apologizes. “Please don’t look so sad.” Booth tells her that she’s right, but that he has to move on, find someone who will love him. She knows. But can they still work together? Yeah…They both brush away their tears and walk off.
BOOTH: You know, we're gonna have to break this to Sweets very gently.
BONES: Why? He should be grateful.
BOOTH: He'll grateful later.
BONES: What do you mean?
BOOTH: Well, you know how people are grateful when you yell "fire" but before they're grateful, they panic and run into walls.
BONES: You think Sweets is going to panic and run into a wall? (Booth looks at her) Metaphorically. Okay. I got it.
BOOTH: He's not gonna like it.
BONES: Well, if there was a mistake in one of my books, I'd want to know.
BOOTH: What you call "a mistake", Sweets calls "interpretation".
BONES: Interpretation? No. It's an actual factual error.
BOOTH: Okay, what exactly do you think, you think we're telling him about?
BONES: Page 31. And I quote "Subjects worked together for the first time in solving the murder of pregnant Congressional intern, Cleo Eller.
BOOTH: Oooh. Right, yeah. That's right. We worked that other case before that.
BONES: What did you think we were going to talk to him about?
BOOTH: The whole, uh, love thing?
BONES: Love thing? Oh, his conclusion we're in love? I don't care about that.
~*~*~
SWEETS: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. My interpretation of your working relationship is based on the unfolding, interpersonal dynamics of that first case.
BOOTH: It wasn't our first case.
SWEETS: It wasn't your first case.
BONES: It's not.
SWEETS: Then, please. Tell me all about that real first case to see if my conclusions are still valid.
~*~*~
BOOTH: So that's your thing.
BONES: Yes. I am the best in the world.
BOOTH: Oh. Okay. You're serious.
~*~*~
BONES: Are you a student here?
BOOTH: Special Agent Seeley Booth from the FBI.
BONES: I'm Doctor Temperance Brennan from the Jeffersonian Institution.
BOOTH: Do you believe in fate?
BONES: Absolutely not. Ludicrous.
(Cut to present day in Sweets’s office)
BONES: I still don't.
BOOTH: And I still do.
~*~*~
BONES: Dr. Hodgins, I have asked you before not to be so unpleasant.
~*~*~
BONES: (looking at caricature) This is not a good likeness.
ANGELA: Brennan. Hi! No, this is, uh, this is accurate, actually. This is very accurate.
BONES: I disagree. In reality, his nose looks like a yam.
ANGELA: Could you go over there and just wait for me. Over there.
~*~*~
CAM: What did you tell them about it?
BOOTH: Nothing.
CAM: Ah, the gambler in you checking out the players
~*~*~
BONES: Well, I will help you find out that truth and if the truth is that he killed her, I will help you catch him but first the truth, then the catching.
BOOTH
kay, look. All I need is the kind of crap that persuades a jury.BONES: It seems to me that someone like you could benefit hugely from an association with someone like me.
BOOTH: Oh..(he starts laughing then realizes she's serious) Oh. You're being serious. You're serious. I was just kidding. You know, having some fun.
~*~*~
SWEETS: He called evidence "crap" and she basically called you stupid.
BONES: We were feeling each other up, like, uh, a Honeymoon period.
BOOTH: Out. We were feeling each other out.
~*~*~
ZACK: Still an observation so vague as to approach meaninglessness.
~*~*~
BONES: Wh-why are you interrogating the boyfriend if you're already convinced?
BOOTH: Ah, because I want to convince you.
BONES: That's very kind. Can I come in and watch you broil the suspect?
BOOTH: Yeah, Well you know, I could broil 'em but I think you mean 'grill'.
~*~*~
BONES: A blow like that would have left behind unmistakeable bone damage. Have you tried striking Zack in the soft tissue around the liver?
ZACK: What?!
HODGINS: Yeah, anatomy's really not my thing.
~*~*~
BOOTH: I gotta tell ya..I really am enjoying working with ya, Bones.
BONES: Bones is not my name.
BOOTH: It's just a nickname.
BONES: Oh, yes. I see. I could call you....shoes!
BOOTH: Shoes? Why shoes?
BONES: Yes, because they are so very shiny.
BOOTH: The shoes, they're part of my uniform.
~*~*~
BONES: Are you seeing anyone?
BOOTH: Wow. Right to the point there, huh, Bones? Uh, casually but she doesn't like my hours. You?
BONES: Well, uh, a physicist has been asking me out so I was thinking of saying yes.
BOOTH: Well, I'd ask you out if I could.
BONES: Why can't you?
BOOTH: Well, FBI rules, again. No fraternizing with other agents or consultants.
BONES: That's too bad.
BOOTH: Glad you think so.
~*~*~
CAROLINE: And who's this now?
BOOTH: That's a squint.
~*~*~
BONES: (to Booth after punching Judge Hasty) Is this very bad?
BOOTH: I have been wanting to do that for years. You are so hot. That's great.
~*~*~
ANGELA: Hey! It's Jimmy Neutron. Huh. Boy scientist.
ZACK: I don't know what that means.
BONES: Neither do I.
~*~*~
BOOTH: Okay. I am declaring my individuality; I am going rogue.
BONES: You have gone rogue.
~*~*~
BOOTH: I don't know. I just feel like, um, this is going somewhere...
BONES: Why did you feel this is going somewhere?
BOOTH: I just - I feel like I'm gonna kiss you…
~*~*~
SWEETS: You kissed.
BOOTH: Yes.
BONES: There was tongue contact.
SWEETS: (slumps in chair) My book is crap.
~*~*~
BOOTH: Lie upon lie.
BONES: Fact upon fact.
~*~*~
BOOTH: That's the story of our first case, Sweets. Sorry about your book.
SWEETS: No. It's not. It's not. What happened between you two?
BONES: We started to argue.
~*~*~
BONES: You are a bully. You - you grab my arm, just like the judge. You use your gun and your badge to intimidate people.
BOOTH: Really? You use your brain to make people around you feel stupid.
BONES: Well, you are a stupid man. I hate you.
BOOTH
h, you hate me. What, are you 10 years old? I'm not your dad!BONES: I will never work with you again.
~*~*~
BONES: We're sorry about your book.
SWEETS: Okay. This is..you. You are totally messed up. I always said that you could never kiss, because if you did, then the dam would break and now it turns out that you kissed. Did the dam break?
BONES: Wha-what does that mean?
BOOTH: Well, He-he still thinks that we slept together.
BONES: We're - we're not in love with each other. It took us a year, after we kissed, to be in the same room together, right?
BOOTH: Oh, uh, absolutely. Right. No more kissing or anything.
SWEETS: If you're not in love, then how come you haven't been in any serious relationships since you first met, huh?
BONES: I don't really do that.
BOOTH:You know, a job. Son.
SWEETS: One of you has to have the courage to break this stalemate. You. (he points to Booth) It's gotta be you because you're the gambler. For once, make that work for you.
(long pause)
BOOTH: (to Bones) Something to eat?
BONES: I could eat.
(They both get up to leave. Booth places the manuscript on the table)
BOOTH: (to Sweets) Sorry about that book.
(Sweets picks the manuscript up and throws it behind him, at a loss)
~*~*~
BONES: In his book, Sweets wrote that being abandoned by my parents made me convinced that all meaningful relationships are doomed.
BOOTH: And he wrote that I got "White Knight Syndrome" cause of my physically abusive, alcoholic father.
BONES: Hate psychology.
(Booth stops)
BOOTH: I'm the gambler. I believe in giving this a chance. (moves towards her) Look, I wanna give this a shot.
BONES: You mean us? (he nods) No. The FBI won't let us work together as a couple-
BOOTH: Don't do that. That is no reason why we can't--
(Booth suddenly kisses her. For a moment she starts to kiss him back, then suddenly shoves away)
BONES: No! No.
BOOTH: Why? Why?
BONES: You-you thought you were protecting me, but you're the one who needs protecting.
BOOTH: Protecting from what?
BONES: From me! I - (starts to cry) I don't have your kind of open heart.
BOOTH:: Just give it a chance..that's all I'm asking..
BONES: No, you said it yourself; the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome.
BOOTH: Well, then let's go for a different outcome here, alright? Let's just - hear me out, alright? (tearing up) You know when you talk to older couples who, you know, have been in love for 30 or 40 or 50 years, alright, it's always the guy who says "I knew." I knew. Right from the beginning…
BONES: Your evidence is anecdotal.
BOOTH: I'm that guy. Bones, I'm that guy. I *know*.
BONES: I- I am not a gambler; I'm a scientist. I can't change. I don't know how. I don't know how. (Booth is crushed, he starts to cry) Please don't look so sad.
BOOTH:Alright. Okay. (sighs, leans back against the wall) You're right. You're right.
BONES: Can we still work together?
BOOTH: …Yeah.
BONES: Thank you.
BOOTH:But I gotta move on. I gotta find someone who's - who's gonna to love me in 30 years or 40 or 50.
BONES: (softly) I know.
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