Bones: The Witch in the Wardrobe
June 7th 2010 03:52
When two bodies—one a modern day witch, one of the Salem Witch Trials time—are found in a burned down cabin in the woods, the team heads out to investigate. On their way back to the lab, Angela and Hodgins find out their car sends out an alarm if the driver crosses into the other lane unexpectedly, and, thinking that’s pretty cool, Hodgins purposely starts to swerve in the road. This catches the attention of the Sherriff who was just at the crime scene with them. Unfortunately for them, the Sherriff is a stick-strictly-to-the-books, make-no-exceptions cop, and throws them in jail, where they must stay until the judge gets and decides whether or not to let them out.
As Booth and Bones investigate a group of Wiccans, who a suspect is sure put a voodoo curse on him to make him lose his hair, Sweets takes interest in the case. He digs into a ton of witch research, and Sweets and Clark must take on new roles now that Hodgins and Angela have to report in via old computer from jail.
Turns out the Wiccans were all guilty of killing the victim, and throwing Angela and Hodgins in jail was the best thing that could have happened to them. Forced to spend so much time together, they realize they were both wrong for breaking up and not going after each other. When the judge arrives to let them out, they decide to get married. Angela whispers her real name to the judge, and FINALLY Angela and Hodgins are man and wife!
Hodgins: I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.
~*~*~
Bones: We should start with the more recent remains.
Cam: Which are sealed up. What is it with this job and corpses encased in mystery wrap?
~*~*~
Sweets: I wanna work on the case.
Booth: What are you gonna do, cast a spell?
~*~*~
Sweets: So, I've been thinking about dead cats.
Bones : That ... doesn't seem like a good use of your time.
~*~*~
Murray Huddler: You see me now? (shows Booth his driver’s license) see me there? See the difference?
Booth: Yeah, you shaved your head.
Murray Huddler: No, I did not shave my head. Your aunt put a curse on me. And all the hair fell off my body... all the important ones.
~*~*~
Hodgins: Hold on, Wendell said that it was totally mutual. Said that you were wonderful.
Angela: I'm not sure how I feel about you two discussing me.
Hodgins: Not "discussing" you, complimenting you... Okay, fine. No more compliments. You don't look good today. Your smile is average at best. And it is *not* cool that we finally get to work together again in the field.
Angela:...Okay find I can live with that.
~*~*~
Hodgins: We live in a fascist state.
Angela: If you know that, then why did you taunt the guy with the gun?
~*~*~
Angela: Do you ever wonder what happened to us?...On the day we broke up?
Hodgins: Yeah, every day. I run through that conversation, word for word.
Angela: Me too.
Hodgins: You said, "All you had to do was trust me."
Angela: And you said, "Hey, you're the one who's leaving."
Hodgins: And then you said, "You're the one that isn't stopping me."
Angela: And I left.
Hodgins: Yeah.
Angela: I wish I hadn't.
Hodgins: The biggest regret of my life is I didn't stop you.
~*~*~
Angela: It was like we were both playing chicken and then we - we both swerved.
Hodgins: What we should've done is crashed right into each other.
Angela: At the speed of light.
~*~*~
Angela: That's not my real name.
Floyd Barber: How bad could it be?
Hodgins: Yeah? Did you get mine? It's Stanley.
Angela: Yeah. Yeah, well, my did is um, he's sort of unique. And well... he's Texan and uh, other
things so, do you mind if I just whisper it to you?
Floyd Barber: That'll work.
~*~*~
Booth: I wished for... I wished you could find happiness.
Bones: I don't know what that means?
Booth: Happiness. Love, laughter, friendship, purpose, and a dance.
Bones: Oh? Well then thank you. (Booth laughs) Why is that funny?
Booth: Yeah, cause you know, you wouldn't have thanked me if you didn't think that part of it was true.
Bones: No. I was - I was thanking you for your kindness. Not because I believe in the outcome.
Booth: Ah. I detect relief.
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