Bones: The Science in the Physics
September 8th 2009 01:48
A body is found during a fashion photoshoot (a body Bones describes as looking “like chili con carne”. The remains of a meteorite lead the lab to the Collar Institute of Physics Research. Booth and Bones head on over to talk to the scientists, and end up trapped in a huge vibration chamber. Angela’s dad shows up in town to kill Hodgins, and Sweets tries to help.
Booth: Hey, would you even want to guess what happened to this human being?
Bones: No.
Booth: I knew you'd say that. I just had to ask.
~*~*~
Booth: Hey, so what's it look like to you?
Bones: An ear.
Booth: Did you just make a joke?
Bones: No.
Booth: 'Cause that wouldn't be like you.
Bones: I didn't. It looks like an ear.
~*~*~
Hodgins: To eternity, to glory, to the future. *scoffs*
Bones: You disapprove of the Collar Institute?
Hodgins: Up and forward are only two directions. Science should look in all directions. You taught me that.
Bones: I did?
Hodgins: Every day.
Bones: Thank you.
~*~*~
Broderick Mullins: A frozen cadaver would simply bounce if dropped. Any moron would know that.
~*~*~
Booth: You know what? You're the only smart person I really like.
Bones: Thank you.
Sweets: Awe, that's ... What- what about ... what about me?
*They leave*
~*~*~
Sweets: I looked through over 800 threats made against Dr. Diane Sidman. You, Dr. Mullins, are the only person I thought merited questioning.
Dr. Mullins: Using psychology?
Sweets: That's correct.
Dr. Mullins: (smirking) You might as well have picked my name from a hat.
Bones: Normally I'd agree, but your disapproval of Dr. Sidman's work makes me wonder if you're a religious man.
Dr. Mullins: No. Like most reasonable human beings, I'm an agnostic.
Sweets: You have a doctorate in physics, from Princeton, right? Yet, you work as a welder?
Dr. Mullins: Welding is a real job, unlike ... psychology. edit »
~*~*~
Bones: Do you even know what superconductivity is?
Booth: I know it's better than normal conductivity.
~*~*~
Cam: What did I tell you?
Hodgins: That we aren't allowed in the same room without supervision.
Cam: Why?
Nigel-Murray: Because we were ... stupid enough to fire a cannon indoors
~*~*~
Hodgins: I have got an absolutely fascinating clue to tell you.
Angela: (running up) Hey, hey. Uh, you have to leave town.
Hodgins: What? Why?
Booth: No, fascinating clue first.
Hodgins: The ... pearl we found in the victim wasn't a pearl. W- why do I have to leave town?
Angela: My father is here.
Cam: What was it, then?
Hodgins: Carbonaceous chondrites. It's what meteorites are made of -- your father blames me for our breakup?
Angela: Well, he has sort of a blind spot when it comes to me so, I think you should just get out of town until I can call him off.
Booth: Stop. Okay, stop it. Dead guy, what about the dead guy?
Cam: It's obvious. He was frostbitten while climbing Everest, then struck by a meteor, then dumped into a vacant lot in two garbage bags and eaten by crows.
Booth: (sarcastically) Right, obvious. That's so obvious
~*~*~
Dr. Collar: (to Dr. Brennan) I was wondering ... could I have your phone number?
Sweets: Wow!
Booth: Told you.
Sweets: Really?!
Bones: I've been ... considering how to respond if you asked and have decided upon -- no.
Booth: Oh.
~*~*~
Booth: You know that guy Landis?
[b]Bones: Yes.
Booth: He's about to make a move on you.
[b]Bones: How do you know?
Booth: Because it is the rational and smart thing to do, and he is all about that. And I see how he looks at you.
[b]Bones: How he looks at me? He's blind.
~*~*~
*Dr. Collar punches Booth*
Booth: Ah! God! Ow!
Dr. Collar: That's for killing my fiancée.
Bones: One person to your left, Dr. Collar. *punches Milton*
Dr. Collar: My apologies Agent Booth. My, echolocator must have malfunctioned.
~*~*~
Hodgins: The man is from Texas! He told me that if I messed up ... ugh, I don't remember what he said exactly but he, mentioned the key G-demolish and it sounded pretty bad.
Nigel-Murray: The blues is known as the Devil's music because those most adept are thought to have made a pact with the Devil and thus fear no earthly lore because, they're already doomed to an eternity in Hell.
Sweets: Harsh.
Hodgins: *sarcastically* Thank you, Vincent. I- I feel much better now
~*~*~
Booth: You're testing me on the cancer chair?!
Bones: What, you're wearing a suit, plus it's not radioactive anymore! We're going to need to take this chair.
Booth: No, no, no! You just don't go around doing human testing on people, Bones! I gotta go to the bathroom.
Bones: It's just- *Booth runs away* Well I, touched it with my bare hands, see!
~*~*~
Nigel-Murray: The ancient Sumerians were prone to spreading gold dust over the body during funeral rites.
Cam: Did the Sumerians chop up the body into little tiny bits first?
Nigel-Murray: Not to my knowledge.
Hodgins: What is this?
Cam: A black pearl?
Nigel-Murray: Pearls! Symbolizing eggs or rebirth and resurrection, were used in many South Seas funeral rites.
Cam: Did they chop up the bodies into little tiny bits first?
Nigel-Murray: I've begun to apprehend your point, Dr. Saroyan.
~*~*~
Hodgins: Wow.
Cam: I've been a pathologist for 13 years and I admit, I am ... a little nauseated.
Nigel-Murray: It's going to fall to me to empty these bags, isn't it? *Hodgins and Cam look at him* All right then. Fine. I may need a pot of tea waiting.
~*~*~
Bones: What exactly are you working on?
Milton: I am endeavoring to find a way to transmit single-cell organisms using common pond scum from one location to another.
Booth: Ever try a spoon?
~*~*~
Booth: I didn't mean to call you creepy.
Bones: You said I have a creepy mode.
Booth: I apologize, okay? I wasn't in my element.
Bones: Every element is your element.
Booth: That's not true. We've just got to stop hanging out with geniuses, because you're going to figure out that I'm really stupid.
Bones: What? Don't worry about that. I figured out a long time ago how stupid you are.
Booth: Hmm.
Bones: What I just said is true and yet it really sounded wrong. What I should say is I don't care how stupid you are. That's not any better?
Booth: No. No. Not at all. That's not even relevant.
Bones: There is intelligence, which I have, and Mr. Nigel-Murray.
Nigel-Murray: Thank you.
Bones: And Sweets, even though his is so misdirected as to be meaningless.
Booth: Right.
Sweets: Wow, backhand full of knuckles with that compliment.
Bones: And Hodgins, and Angela not so much, but she's very talented.
Angela: Thank you, very much.
Bones: You're welcome. But then there's another quality, which is the ability to use intelligence. That is what you have.
Booth: Thanks, Bones
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