Special Agent Seeley Booth:
[
flashes his badge] FBI Special Agent Seely Booth and a forensic anthropologist.
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
Dr. Temperance Brennan from the Jeffersonian Institute.
Zack Addy:
Plus one crack assistant.
Mickey Santana:
In order for an investigation to occur, you, Dr. Brennan, have to declare it a murder.
Dr. Daniel Goodman:
Without an investigation, we can't find out if it's a murder, but there'll be no investigation unless Dr. Brennan declares it to be a murder.
[
to Brennan]
Dr. Daniel Goodman:
Shall I send for a philosopher?
Mickey Santana:
Look, you're very experienced within your field, on bones and such, right? Doesn't your gut say "suicide"?
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
I don't actually use my gut for that, sir.
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
She really, really doesn't.
Dr. Daniel Goodman:
Like all of us at the Jeffersonian, Dr. Brennan prefers science to the digestive tract.
Dr. Daniel Goodman:
The evidence is ambiguous at best.
Mickey Santana:
Well, unambiguise it, please, Dr. Goodman.
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
The sign says Wong Fu's.
Sid Shapiro:
Family name change at Ellis Island.
Sheriff Roach:
Agent Booth, if you decide this is a suicide, it becomes my problem, correct?
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
Actually, the person who decides if this was a suicide is me.
Sheriff Roach:
Let's give the bone lady some room.
Zack Addy:
I didn't talk to anybody in high school. I didn't kill myself.
Dr. Jack Hodgins:
That wasn't high school. It was an experimental eugenics program.
Mickey Santana:
[
to Booth] What about your gut?
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
My gut says it stinks.
Dr. Daniel Goodman:
[
to Brennan] If he smells with his gut, what does he use his nose for?
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
[
reading the school sign aloud] Omnia Mea Mecum Porto. What does that mean: regular people stay out?
Dr. Temperance Brennan, Zack Addy:
I carry with me all my things.
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
I've been thinking about your whole "something stinks" aptitude.
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
Oh yeah?
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
I think you have a subconscious knack for reading body language. Stress in the voice, other subtle yet discernible indicators. It's not mysterious, but it is impressive, and in the future...
[
deep breath]
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
...I will try to accord it an appropriate degree of objective worth.
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
Thank you, Temperance. I appreciate that. So, uh, what part of "this is mine" did you not understand? Have to say it in Latin?
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
[
gets up slowly, smiling slightly, and hands him the access pass he wanted while saying] Absit invidia.
[
"Let ill will be absent", i.e. "No offense"]
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
You were right about the school, serving pudding.
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
Stirring the pudding...
Headmaster:
Given your hostility, it's time we bring in a lawyer to advise us.
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
Or you take my advice. If you don't answer my questions, I'll take you down to FBI headquarters in handcuffs.
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
He'll do it. He doesn't like you.
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
[
after catching the head that fell from the tree] I am going to need an evidence bag.
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
Heads up!
Dr. Temperance Brennan:
[
the body falls from the tree] I am going to need a bigger bag.
Zack Addy:
[
about a bad date] I can't ride a bike or drive a car...
Dr. Jack Hodgins:
...or, apparently, please a woman.
Zack Addy:
Sometime, when you're not busy, I wonder if I could ask you a few questions about sexual positions?
Special Agent Seeley Booth:
If you even try, I will take out my gun and shoot you between the eyes.
Angela Montenegro:
[
to Zack] Just do it, Z-man. Reap the benefits of my sexual wisdom.
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