The Man in the Mud (3×10)

**Sorry for the late posts lately guys…family/hospital times**

Without further ado, the next episode!

Episode 3×10

Written By: Janet Tamaro

Directed by: Scott Lautanen


B&B are at a muddy crime scene.

BRENNAN: I’m going to need all of the mud.

PARK RANGER: Is she serious about the mud?


BOOTH: Heart attack, Bones. Serious as a heart attack.

Another Sweets visit!

SWEETS: Dr. Brennan, Agent Booth…would it be fair to say that you use work to avoid confronting personal issues? Do you two ever discuss anything that’s not attached to work?

BRENNAN: Well, Sweets could be right; I mean, we talk a lot about work.


BOOTH: I talk about my kid.

SWEETS: Because he was almost kidnapped during a case.

BRENNAN: Ah, my father. We talk a lot about him.

SWEETS: Because Agent Booth arrested him for murder.

BOOTH: Mm…okay, what are you trying to get at here?

SWEETS: Your inability to share your personal lives. I thought that was obvious.

BOOTH: Okay, that was snotty. I don’t respond well to snotty.

BRENNAN: After a case, sometimes, we have a drink, or coffee, Booth has pie. I don’t…like pie.

BOOTH: Aw…you really should just give it a chance.

They agree to go out with Sweets and his girlfriend as a test. Meanwhile Zach and Hodgins are working on the case with mixed results.

CAM: So. We haven’t eliminated anyone from our list of suspects. Plus, we don’t know what that’s a cross-section of, and we don’t know what caused the damage to the front of the face.  What, exactly, made you two come in here crowing “King of the Lab”?

HODGINS: I’m gonna go back and look at very small things under my very large microscope.

ZACK: I can probably identify the type of tool off this cross section.



CAM: Wow.

They go on the “double date”.


BRENNAN: You’ve done this before.


BRENNAN: You have.

BOOTH: You really think that’s good?

BRENNAN: Yes, very.


Do you think Booth was purposefully downplaying his skills, or truly that insecure and not thinking he was good?

Booth interrogates a suspect in his Boothy way.

BOOTH: Your friend’s name Garth Jodrey?

TIM: How’d you know that?

BOOTH: Special Agent Seeley Booth. Special.



Meanwhile Sweets’ girlfriend stops by to chat.

APRIL: I, uh…wanted to talk to you, woman to woman, if that’s possible.

BRENNAN: It is possible, because we are both women.

They have a suspect, but can’t prove it, officially. Booth plans on making the arrest anyway, so that everyone at least knows who did it, even if there’s no conviction.

BRENNAN: I’m okay with what you did there.

BOOTH: Mmm…yeah, thanks a million, Bones.

BRENNAN: Don’t get mad; I’m just saying that, I just like it better when we catch ’em, and they go to jail.

BOOTH: Yeah, well, sometimes it can get messy, Bones, but the point is, it gets done.

BRENNAN: This one started out in a bit of mud and ended in a bit of mud.

BOOTH: That’s very damned poetic of you.

The duck begins to imprint.


SWEETS: Oh, hey guys. I didn’t know you’d be here.

BOOTH: Whaddya think, Bones?

BRENNAN: He’s lying.

BOOTH: Hey, Sweets…Bones and I, we’re going bowling tonight.


Oops…not yet!

BRENNAN: Yes, yes, bowling. You know what, you wanna come? To go bowling with us at the bowling rink?

BOOTH: Alley.

BRENNAN: Bowling alley. The bowling alley.

SWEETS: Do you think April was pretty?

BRENNAN: Not at all.

SWEETS: You’re lying, Dr. Brennan. I appreciate the effort; thank you.

BOOTH: Come on, Sweets, whaddya say we go bowling?



The case didn’t stand out for me, but lots of Bones lore really starting to take shape here. Sweets is really becoming invested in B&B and is drawn to them and their unique partnership, while Zach and Hodgins are really working on King of the Lab, and through all of it, B&B are kind of figuring themselves out a little bit more. And discussing “pie”!

*Do you think Booth was “hiding his intelligence” or actually self-conscious about creating in front of people and not wanting to be vulnerable?

*What is Sweets really seeing in B&B and what is drawing him in?




Pic of the day 8-2


Has anyone followed this news story? The remains of 55 American soldiers brought back to US soil have been brought back from the Korean War. If so, did you have the thought that it would make a great Bones episode? Brennan would do the identifications, with the help of the magical Angelatron, of course, while Booth would be all Boothy and soldiery….

Anyway, I’m pleased for the families of these servicemen, and I already have the rough draft for the next Bones made-for-TV movie written in my head. 😉

Santa in the Slush (3×9)

“The Santa in the Slush”

Episode 3×10

Written By: Elizabeth Benjamin & Scott Williams

Directed by: Jeff Woolnough

Brennan is visiting Max.


MAX: What are you gonna do for Christmas?

BRENNAN: I’m doing what I always do. I’m going on a trip.

MAX: New York?

BRENNAN: Peru. National Geographic found a new step pyramid, an ancient ceremonial site known as El Bruho. 1500 year old skeletons. Part of a very mysterious culture called The Moche.

MAX: Well, unless they’re elves, that’s not very Christmassy.

BRENNAN: No. They aren’t elves.

MAX: You know what I’d like? I’d like to spend another Christmas with – with kids. With a family, with a tree.

BRENNAN: You’re in jail, dad. So is Russ. Mom’s dead.

MAX: I hope someday that, uh, we can all have Christmas together again.

BRENNAN: I doubt it, Dad.

MAX: Well, lie to me! I – I can pretend.

BRENNAN: I’ve gotta go look at a dead person.

Enter Booth.


BOOTH: You got that sad little girl look on your face after you’ve been with your dad.

BRENNAN: No I don’t…He wishes we could spend Christmas together with Russ.

BOOTH: Well, do it.

BRENNAN: They’re both in jail. It’s impossible. What are your plans?

BOOTH: I’m thinking about driving the truck right off the bridge. Oh, I’m being melodramatic and self-pitying.

BRENNAN: You love Christmas.

BOOTH: I love it – you know – when I have Parker. But this year he’s going skiing in Vermont with Rebecca and Captain Fantastic.

Booth gives Brennan the idea to do a trailer for a Christmas visit. Brennan protests.

BRENNAN: My father is a murder and a thief.

BOOTH: Well, murderers and thieves, they get Christmas too. In fact, it’s kinda the point.

BRENNAN: Well, I have other plans.

BOOTH: Well, whatever they are, skeletons and Christmas do not mix.

BRENNAN: That’s exactly what my father said.

The team investigates finding a Santa in a sewer.

ZACH: I’m intrigued that the Santa myth survived so far into modern times.

CAM: Children, Dr. Addy. It’s for children.

HODGINS: He keeps a list. Checks it twice. What’s the big deal?

ZACK: You take into account all believers of the myth, factor in time zone, rotation of the earth and assume Santa travels East to West, he would have to approximately make 822.6 visits per second to reach every child. Children have to be stupid to accept that.

CAM: Okay, first of all – children are not stupid, they’re just children. Second, Santa – is magic. Let’s identify the victim, shall we?

Brennan and Russ discuss Christmas. Russ doesn’t like the visit idea.

BRENNAN: You’re deserting them, just like dad.

RUSS: You think it would be better for them to find out that the guy they think is so wonderful, is actually a criminal?

BRENNAN: When I found out that dad was not dead I was happy, even though it turned out that he was –

RUSS: A murderer.

BRENNAN: You are not a murderer, Russ.

RURUSS: It doesn’t sound like a good Christmas present to me.

Brennan takes a break from discussing Christian “myths” to offer Booth comfort.

BRENNAN: I’m sorry you can’t be with Parker, Booth.

BOOTH: What are ya gonna do, right? He’s gotta face the facts sometime-

BRENNAN: No, but she shouldn’t take him away. Not at Christmas. Not the way he feels about you.

They enter the magical apartment.


They resume their talk.

BOOTH: Thinking about your dad?

BRENNAN: No. Russ.

BOOTH: Well, you can’t blame him for not wanting those girls to know the truth.

BRENNAN: He’s living a lie. You’d never do that.


But then she argues about Christmas…

BRENNAN: Santa myth is based on blackmail- Be good or you won’t get any presents.

BOOTH: No. It’s not a LIE lie, Bones. It’s more like everybody agreeing that up to a certain age, kids deserve to live a different kind of truth.

BRENNAN: Okay, by that reasoning, what we should do is figure out a lie Russ could tell the girls so they wouldn’t know he’s in jail.

BOOTH: That is a brilliant Christmas idea.

BRENNAN: I don’t believe in lying to children.

BOOTH: You just want to go to Peru without feeling guilty, alright.

BRENNAN: You need to accept that you won’t have Parker this Christmas.

BOOTH: I am not enjoying this holiday season, at all.

BRENNAN: Yeah, well, neither am I.

Brennan asks the puckish Caroline for help.

CAROLINE: On one condition.

BRENNAN: Booth said you’d say that.

CAROLINE: Did he say I’d ask you to kiss him?

BRENNAN: No. Well, are you?

CAROLINE: No cheeks. No noses. Right on the lips. I want you to kiss him – under some mistletoe.

BRENNAN: Kiss Booth?

CAROLINE: That’s right, cherie.


CAROLINE: Because it will amuse me.


CAROLINE: Because you’re all “Dr. Brennan” and “Special Agent Seeley Booth” and it’s Christmas and I have a puckish side that will not be denied.

Brennan awkwardly tells Booth Caroline’s plan. Booth doesn’t end up protesting too much. 🙂

BRENNAN: I was gonna talk to you about this. Caroline wants us to kiss under the mistletoe. It’s the only way she’ll make Christmas for my family.


BRENNAN: Was that enough steamboats?

CAROLINE: Plenty. A whole flotilla.

BOOTH: I don’t know what that means, but, um, Merry Christmas.

BRENNAN: It was like – kissing my brother.

CAROLINE: You sure must like your brother.

BOOTH: She does.


BOOTH: She does.

Booth, Brennan, and Sweets discuss many things at the diner.


SWEETS: As adults, we’re imbued by the pragmatic routines of life, which makes it difficult for us to regard anything with child-like wonder. But, you know, it’s alright for us to try. We put on silly hats and drape trees with sparkly lights and wrap gifts in garish paper and that’s good for us. It’s not only alright to allow children the transient experience of innocence and joy – it’s our responsibility. BRENNAN: Okay.

BOOTH: Okay?

BRENNAN: I found that very helpful.

BOOTH: What do you think I’ve been saying for the past four days?

Parker runs away to see Booth.

BOOTH: (To Rebecca) He didn’t have to find the FBI. He just – went up to a cop on the street, told him he was lost and said that his dad works at the FBI…Okay, buddy, here’s the deal. We get to spend Christmas day together, then I gotta take you to Vermont. Understand?

PARKER: Okay. Will you miss Africa?

BOOTH: Africa? No. I rather spend time with you.

PARKER: Do we got a tree?

BOOTH: We got two trees!

PARKER: Two trees? Why?

BOOTH: Come on. I’ll show you. Come on.

Brennan gets a call.


BOOTH: Bones, hey! Good news. Turns out I got Parker for Christmas after all.

BRENNAN: Christmas magic, right?

BOOTH: Hey, so we figured we call and uh, wish you a little, uh, Yuletide cheer.

PARKER: Merry Christmas, Bones!

BRENNAN: Thanks, Parker!

BOOTH: Hey, listen, Bones – uh – I got a little something for ya.

BRENNAN: Oh, I got you something too. We can, uh, exchange gifts in a couple days.

***What did she get him????***

BRENNAN:I love my gift, Booth.

BOOTH: Merry Christmas, Bones.

The Knight on the Grid (3×8)

Written By: Scott Williams

Directed by: Marita Grabiak


Booth & Cam go to a crime scene.

CAM: Dr. Brennan looked a little hurt when I told her you asked me to come out here instead of her.

BOOTH: No, Bones’s feelings – they don’t get hurt. She’s not like you.

CAM: Like me?

BOOTH: Yeah. A girl.

CAM: Yeah. The word you’re looking for would be “woman” – who, incidentally, makes more money than you.

BOOTH: Touchy.

CAM: What can I say? I’m just a girl with feelings.

Meanwhile, Brennan has other problems.

AMY: Dr. Brennan?


AMY: Amy Hollister. I’m your brother’s girlfriend.

BRENNAN: Of course, please come in.

AMY: Thanks.

BRENNAN: Would you like something to drink?

AMY: No, I’m sorry…I..I..I, I don’t have a lot of time. Do you know where Russ is?

BRENNAN: Amy, I haven’t seen Russ in months.

AMY: Um, I have 2 little girls, you know and um, the youngest one – that’s Haley – she’s not doing too good, Cystic Fibrosis.

BRENNAN: Russ mentioned she had lung problems.

AMY: Well, her breathing’s real bad. Now her liver…she keeps asking for Russ.

BRENNAN: Um, I’m going to give you…phone number of Dr. Leo Goetz. He’s the premier authority on Cystic Fibrosis in the Country.

AMY: I can’t afford that.

BRENNAN: Oh no, Amy. Um, Leo and I are friends. He’d do it for me as a favor, no charge. I’m going to give him a call, tell him to expect you.

AMY: I don’t know what to say, Thank you.

BRENNAN: And as for Russ, I think you’re better off talking to dad.

AMY: I understand. Um, thank you for your time.

Brennan checks her creepy mail…she gets two kneecaps.

BOOTH: Okay, look Bones, you are going to you know stay with a friend, check into a hotel right?


Oops, not yet 🙂

ANGELA: She can stay with me.

BOOTH: Great.

BRENNAN: Thank you. No. Why?

BOOTH: Cam, she goes nowhere alone.

BRENNAN: Cam, don’t listen to him.

BOOTH: Cam, Who are you more afraid of, me or her?

Sweets appears and gets drawn into the Gormogon case.

SWEETS: So this is the famous bank vault where the violinist was murdered and eaten?

BRENNAN: We transported everything from the bank here, to the Jeffersonian.

BOOTH: So if you touch anything, Sweets, you put it back exactly the way it was.

SWEETS: Oh, awesome! The Widow’s Son sculpture?

BRENNAN: It’s a complete silver skeleton which is replaced, piece by piece, with bones from murder victims.

ANGELA: And all of the relics, including that skeleton, can be traced to the Gormogons.

SWEETS: Well, obviously Gormogon sent you his kneecaps to continue his work.

BRENNAN: We are not fitting those kneecaps onto this skeleton.

SWEETS: Mark my words, you’ll find something special about those kneecaps.

Booth knows something else is going on.

BOOTH: Okay, what’s the matter?

BRENNAN: Russ’s girlfriend, Amy, came to see me. Her daughter is sick, she’s looking for Russ so I told her my dad might know where he is.

BOOTH: Your brother is a wanted fugitive as a material witness in your dad’s murder trial.

BRENNAN: Amy knows that.

They do Gormogon research and end up checking out a mausoleum for clues. Hodgins and Booth have bro-time.

BOOTH: This better be good.

HODGINS: Look. “Pater Mortus”.

BOOTH: Yeah. That means “Dead Father”.

HODGINS: You know Latin? Dude…

BOOTH: Altar boy.

HODGINS: You got a key?

BOOTH: (with crowbar) Yeah, I brought my own.

HODGINS: Wait…wait…wait.

BOOTH: What?

HODGINS: Can I do it?

BOOTH: No, you don’t let me play with your bugs.

Amy and Brennan talk about the drama. Amy wants Brennan to ignore the FBI stuff.

AMY: You don’t have to be in this. All you have to do is ask your father to get a message to Russ. You look my baby in the face and tell her she can’t see her father because you’re mad at yours.

So, Brennan visits Max.

BONES, Ryan O'Neal, Emily Deschanel, 'The Knight On The Grid', (Season 3, aired Nov. 20, 2007), 2005

MAX: I’m glad you came. When I was waiting, I was thinking about all the places I’ve been that are worse than prison. El Salvador, for example, and that two weeks I spent in a shipping container.

BRENNAN: Disney World. You hated Disney World.

MAX: I thought I was always able to keep that from you kids.

BRENNAN: Dad, I’m here about Russ.

MAX: Well, he’s fine. You don’t have to worry about Russ.

BRENNAN: The woman he lived with, the…the kids he was raising. They need him home. The younger child, Hayley, is…really sick. She’s asking for him.

MAX: How sick?

BRENNAN: I’m here dad. I’m asking you to tell Russ. Let him make up his own mind what to do.

Sweets continues to help.

SWEETS: Dude. You’re being way too literal. These icons extend from the sixteen hundreds. A corrupter would mean a heretic. Like say, a pretender to the throne.

BOOTH: What are you doing here, Sweets?

SWEETS: I’m totally into the Gormogon file and it’s my opinion, you’re looking for a duo.


SWEETS: In the parlance of the 17th century, it’s a master and apprentice situation. Each master must create one of these sculptures while training an apprentice. Once complete, the master retires, the apprentice becomes the master – starts his own project.

Russ arrives to visit Hayley.

RUSS: Hi honey.

HAYLEY: Russ, I knew you’d come! Thank you for coming, Russ.


They try to trick Gormogon with some “great” acting, but get blown up instead.


BRENNAN: He knew who we were because I was sitting up front.

BOOTH: No. It was because you were bad acting, that’s what it was.

BRENNAN: What? Back at the vau-? I was good.

BOOTH: No, you were loud! That’s what they call overacting.

BRENNAN: Well, you shouldn’t have shushed me! That’s how he knew-

Sweets and Hodgins talk Gormogon.

SWEETS: So you feel sympathy for Gormogon?

HODGINS: There are secret societies working today. It’s naive to think otherwise. You think I’m paranoid.

SWEETS: Yeah. The question is, how paranoid?

Brother and sister time.


RUSS: Tempe, what happened to you?

BRENNAN: I got blown up. Russ I never told dad that you should turn yourself in to Booth.

RUSS: If I’d come to you, you would have told Booth anyway. What do you mean, “Blown up”??

BRENNAN: It’s a case, Russ. It’s my job. We’re trying to put a bad guy away.

RUSS: You mean in here? With other bad guys like me? And dad?

BRENNAN: There are levels of “bad guy” Russ, and you’re not even on the first level.

RUSS: Why do I feel like you just called me a sissy?

Brennan talks to Caroline and is not understanding Caroline’s subtle hints to be quiet about Russ.

CAROLINE: Do I have this straight? You’re a genius? An honest to goodness, dyed in the wool genius?


CAROLINE: Dr. Brennan. I like you – on and off – but your brother is a material witness in my murder case. I cannot recommend that he be set free.

BRENNAN: Please?

CAROLINE: Aww, well. Now that you said please…

BRENNAN: Are you being sarcastic?



They find the old Gormogon.


BOOTH: Okay. While I’m here I’m gonna get a court order to monitor Arthur Graves visitors. Okay. Just in case Gorgonzola decides to come back and visit his old master.

BRENNAN: You’re doing that Gorgonzola thing on purpose aren’t you?

Booth gets tough with Russ.


BOOTH: Okay here’s the thing, Russ. Alright? You run again? You disappoint that woman and her kids and you break your sister’s heart, I will-

RUSS: Do something, terrible. I got it.

BOOTH: Yeah, I hope you do.

RUSS: Hey Booth. Thanks.


Wish we’d gotten some more Aunty Bones!

And then…



Ok, everyone….thoughts? You have the whole Gormogon story line taking shape, you have the Brennan, Russ, Max drama, Sweets is starting to mix more with the team and assist in the cases…how is season 3 going at this point? Is Bones coming into its own here? What did you like/not like?

The Boy in the Time Capsule (3×7)

Written By: Janet Lin

Directed by: Chad Lowe

They open a time capsule at a reunion and find a body…the squint squad reminisces about their youth…


ZACK: I had a Michael Jackson glove. I’ve never mentioned that before.

HODGINS: I loved Chevy Chase. We all have our crosses to bear.

ANGELA: Oh my god. I’m getting flashbacks to braces and stirrup pants and a really, really bad side ponytail.

HODGINS: Certainly grew out of it. I wore Doc Martens that weighted more than I did.

BRENNAN: Apparently, Booth was fine. He was a football player.

ANGELA: Right. He was one of THOSE guys.

CAM: I remember getting grounded every weekend. So many rules to break, so little time.

HODGINS: You were the nerd fantasy.

ANGELA: I was all about Barbie.

HODGINS: She was my first anatomy lesson – was confused for years.

CAM: What about Ken? I felt so sorry for him.

B&B discuss it too.

BOOTH: What sort of teenager were you, Bones?

BRENNAN: He did have a series of odd jobs. Perhaps he procured the poison from one of them.

BOOTH: Come on. You have to at least had one good story before you pasted on the lab coat.

BRENNAN: I was busy. Studying.

BOOTH: And in all those hours of studying, you never came across one hormone?

BRENNAN: Fine. There was one boy. Andy Fluger. He was the Varsity Lacrosse captain.

BOOTH: Did you kiss the Varsity Lacrosse captain?

BRENNAN: I was weighing the pros and cons when he became my secret Santa.

BOOTH: I thought you hated secret Santa.

BRENNAN: Yes! Because he taped the gift to my locker. Everyone saw it. Teenagers can be cruel.

BOOTH: What was it?

BRENNAN: Doesn’t matter.

BOOTH: Come on, Bones.

BRENNAN: You promise not to laugh?

BOOTH: I promise! I’m your partner.

BRENNAN: It was a Brainy Smurf.

BRENNAN: What? It was deliberate. He knew I wanted Smurfette! Okay, it’s clear you find this amusing.

Time for counseling!


SWEETS: So, have any conflicts or issues arisen since our last session?

BRENNAN: Well – BOOTH: Bones and I are doing just great.

SWEETS: You look angry, Dr. Brennan.

BRENNAN: I told Agent Booth a private story about my childhood and he laughed.

BOOTH: What? No. I – I was appreciating it. Don’t get him involved.

SWEETS: You’re hurt, Dr. Brennan, because you feel you opened yourself up to Agent Booth and he betrayed that trust.

BOOTH: You’re talking about a Smurf.

BRENNAN: Smurfette.

SWEETS: Perhaps a way to bring this relationship back into symmetry is if you reveal a childhood story about yourself. Show your vulnerability to Dr. Brennan.

BOOTH: No. You know what? This is crazy. It’s – it’s not right. Tell him that it’s not right.


BOOTH: Oh! You’re on his side.

SWEETS: You were “that guy” weren’t you, Agent Booth. You were the golden boy who could get away with anything just by turning on the charm.

BOOTH: That’s ridiculous. You don’t even know who I am.

SWEETS: Could it be that you’re still holding on to that persona. That you’re afraid to reveal yourself?

BOOTH: I’m an FBI Agent. I get shot at every day. I’m not afraid of anything.

SWEETS: Okay, this is obviously very difficult for you but you shouldn’t be ashamed to ask for help.

BOOTH: Okay. Okay. I apologize. I do. I need help – with this case. So, while you review this, I will reveal myself to Bones. I know that sounded weird, but you know what I mean.


Booth shares his under-the-bleachers story.

BRENNAN: You’re laughing about it now. You enjoyed displaying your penis. It showed alpha male mastery. Only one other person knew about Brainy Smurf. It was my mother.

BOOTH: It’s cold. Okay. It’s was cold. Do you know what happens to a guy when it is cold outside?

Booth tries again with a asking-a-girl-to-prom story.

BRENNAN: This is your embarrassing story?

BOOTH: On the loudspeaker!


BOOTH: I got laughed at for weeks.

BRENNAN: Did she go with you to the prom?

BOOTH: Sure.

BRENNAN: Okay, this is merely another story of victory and sexual conquest.

Another accidental murder…

GIL: It was an accident. It was just a jab. He held his neck and he went all white.

BRENNAN: The wound severed both his jugular and his carotid. He would have died quickly.

GIL: He did. I-I held him and I told him I was sorry. He knew that I didn’t mean it.

Booth tries again with a humiliating story.

BRENNAN: Okay, is this going to be another story where you think you were humiliated, but you actually were not?

BOOTH: Just listen to me. This kid. Junior year. Harlan Kinney. He was one of those real superior types, always talking out of a thesaurus, and one day he came up to me and a bunch of my buddies and he called us a bunch of Philistines. You know what that means, right?

BRENNAN: Yeah. A Philistine is a smug, ignorant person who is antagonistic toward higher thought and intelligence.

BOOTH: Yeah, well, I didn’t know what that meant till I looked it up. I told Kinney, “Look, I’m not Philistine. I’m Catholic.”

BRENNAN: That’s pretty close to humiliation.

BOOTH: No, that’s embarrassing, that’s not the humiliating part.


BOOTH: My buddy picked Kinney up and dangled him over the stairway. You know, he begged and cried, and everyone laughed.

BRENNAN: How is this about you?

BOOTH: I laughed.

BRENNAN: I don’t understand.

BOOTH: I could’ve stopped it. I could’ve stepped in and helped the kid out. Instead I-I didn’t. Chose my side, and it was the wrong side.

BRENNAN: So you were humiliated because you didn’t act like a hero?

BOOTH: Fine. Fine. You know what? I’m perfect. My life was perfect.

BRENNAN: It’s a good story, okay? But it’s a bad one. I – it’s both, I guess. I mean, I get it.

BOOTH: Yeah?

BRENNAN: What is that?

BOOTH: Nothing.

BRENNAN: Well, you evolved. And evolution is very impressive and that is definitely not nothing.



BRENNAN: You did bring that for me to charm me in case I didn’t find your humiliation story impressive, but I did, so …

BOOTH: Aha! So I did impress you.

BRENNAN: That’s what impressive means, dummy. You’re such a Philistine.

BOOTH: I’ll tell you what. You can hold on to this, and it will remind you how far I’ve come.


BRENNAN:  I forgive you for snorting, Booth.

BOOTH: Evolution is a long, long process. It takes hundreds of years.

BRENNAN: Thousands.

BOOTH: Why do you have to always correct me?

BRENNAN: To help you evolve.


*I feel that EVERYONE misunderstood Booth in this episode, even Brennan, though she says she sort of gets Booth’s feelings at his final story. Everyone thinks Booth was just this macho, jock guy and clearly there is more to him than that. I feel like even the “sensitive” Angela and Sweets pigeon-holed Booth into that jock mold and I thought it was unfair.

Personally, I thought his final story showed his soft spot for the kid being bullied and helps explain Booth’s cosmic balance sheet and sense of fairness and justice. 


The Intern in the Incinerator (3×6)

“The Intern in the Incinerator”

Episode 3×06

Written By: Christopher Ambrose



The victim is someone who worked at the Jeffersonian, whom Angela knew. Cam weirdly wants to set up Booth as her pretend boyfriend.

BOOTH: You never told them we broke up?

CAM: You wanna’ make a man miserable on his sixtieth birthday?

BOOTH: You want me to pretend that I’m your boyfriend?

CAM: Yes, between six-thirty and ten on Thursday.

BOOTH: Camille, you’re an adult. You can’t live your life afraid of what your family thinks!

CAM: Seeley, it’s not going to be like this forever. One day he’ll die!

We get a new name with the “widow’s son” case.

TYLER: The spinner appears to be Masonic in origin: bloodstone, gold. What’s interesting is, in the center, instead of the traditional “G” for God, there’s a skull.

BRENNAN: Gormogon iconography.

TYLER: Strange, huh?

BOOTH: Gormogon? Okay, what’s that?

BRENNAN: It’s an eighteenth century . . .

TYLER: It’s an extinct group dedicated to eradicating the influence of the Free Masons and Illuminati in Europe in the eighteenth century. That could be the largest collection of Gormogon artifacts in the world.


BRENNAN: If Gormogon killed her, then Gormogon is one of us, somebody who works at the Jeffersonian.

BOOTH: You went there.


BOOTH: You went there and you gave him a nickname!

B&B continue to investigate. They discuss interrogations.

BRENNAN: Why do you want me to interrogate Aldrige?

BOOTH: Because he thinks I’m stupid.

BRENNAN: You’re not!

BOOTH: Thanks, Bones, I know.


BRENNAN: Well, you’re the one that told me that personalizing the victim doesn’t work with sociopathic serial killers. They lack all empathy. You told me that!

BOOTH: We are not looking for gorgonzola today!

BRENNAN: Gormogon. Gor-mo-gon.

BOOTH: We’re looking for someone who murdered one girl and tossed her down an incinerator chute. Entirely different kind of a guy, so, inside.

BRENNAN: Don’t- tell me- Don’t- You are not bossing me. Stop it.

Later, they find their suspect hung in the vault, with a “suicide note”. Cam disputes that and calls it murder.

BRENNAN: Well, he was hung up in the vault. It all circles back to the vault.

CAM: It all circles back to the authentications department who happen to be working in the vault.

BRENNAN: Why don’t you and Booth think that Gormogon is behind these murders?

CAM: Because, as far as we know, he only kills males, and snacks on them. Plus, there are far too many other reasonable suspects.

The team comes to the head honcho with their investigation so far and hit a snag.

CAM: Dr. Bancroft, it’s our professional opinion here in the forensics lab, that Dr. Aldrige was murdered.

BANCROFT: Fine. Prove it. But watch your backs. Because if I’m wrong and you’re right that means that there’s still a serial killer out there. And if I were the killer, you’d be next Ms. Montenegro.

ANGELA: Why me?

BANCROFT: Well, you identified the Reardon girl, you figured our this hologramatic impalement scenario. Be careful.

ANGELA: I feel like I was just threatened.

Booth and Brennan argue passwords.

BRENNAN: Wait, you have a password?

BOOTH: Yeah, Cam’s. What? She won’t mind.

HODGINS: Well, Kristen Reardon worked on a lot of sixteenth century Baroque wood carvings.

BOOTH: I know your password too. It’s daffodil.

BRENNAN: I never told you that!

BOOTH: What? I got eyes. I mean you guys aren’t exactly CIA material.

HODGINS: Daffodil?

BRENNAN: What? They’re pretty.


BOOTH: Daisy?

BRENNAN: How did you know?

BOOTH: It’s your second favorite flower. I know you Bones. Try a planet…..Jupiter!

They decide to set a trap for the suspect and wait in a stakeout.


BOOTH: Little game there, Bones – who shows up for the Iraqi Bambi?

BRENNAN: There are a number of possible candidates.

BOOTH: Come on, I mean, it’s a stake out. Play with me. Speculate. My money’s on Bancroft.

BRENNAN: The head of the Jeffersonian? Why?

BOOTH: He’s a doughy.

BRENNAN: You think he’s a murderer just because you don’t like him?

BOOTH: Bones, it’s a game.

BRENNAN: Well, there’s no way it’s Bancroft, he has a doctorate.

BOOTH: Dr. Kevorkian has a doctorate.

They find out it was another doctor who ran a secret smuggling ring at the Jeffersonian and wrap it up.

BOOTH: Okay, don’t take it so hard.

BRENNAN: I’m not taking anything hard. What are we, Russian?

BOOTH: Nostrovia. Yeah. I’ll tell you what else I know. What you’re taking hard is, uh, the fact that it happened in your house.

BRENNAN: It’s not my house!

BOOTH: Not where you sleep! Okay, your favorite place, the house of reason, the Jeffersonian.

BRENNAN: No. It’s not my favorite place.

BOOTH: Yes, it is.

BRENNAN: What, no it’s not- how do you know?

BOOTH: Daffodil. Daisy. Jupiter. Okay, I’ll tell you what else I know, you were hoping that it was gorgonzola.

BRENNAN: Gormogon.

BOOTH: Ah! So you admit it!

BRENNAN: Accidentally! Does- does that count?



BRENNAN: Nonetheless, I shall be vigilant.

BOOTH: “Nonetheless”?

BRENNAN: I’m not gonna’ have a headache tomorrow, am I?

BOOTH: Well, we’re gonna’ find out. Hodgins and Jack, they do their experiments. We do ours. To Gorgonzola.

BRENNAN: Gormogon.

BOOTH: You missed.



Take aways:

-“Camille” and “Seeley” are awkward

-Gormogon enters our lexicon

-So Brennan…out of all the Jeffersonian people/squints that might betray her, who she’s truly concerned about is Booth betraying her.

-Booth knows her favorite things and her passwords!!!! That is just speaks to the intimacy of their partnership and how observant Booth really is 😉