Written By: Jeff Rake
Directed by: Donna Deitch
HODGINS: Who vacations in the desert? It’s like lunching at the dump.
The team has a body in the lab but get distracted by Angela’s vacation pictures.
ZACK: Who’s the guy?
HODGINS: Her boyfriend Kirk.
ZACK: Angela has a boyfriend?
BRENNAN: Every year for three weeks, Angela has a boyfriend and a vacation.
HODGINS: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Playing house in a post-boho rustic artist’s cabin in the desert with her overpaid pseudo-celebrity photographer boyfriend—that is not a vacation.
ANGELA: Hey, Brennan, could I talk to you in private, please?
ANGELA: You’re gonna think I’m crazy.
BRENNAN: What’s up? Boyfriend trouble?
ANGLEA: No, I, I’d just send it to you, but the sheriff won’t let me.
BRENNAN: Send what?
ANGELA: Somebody left a human skull in a box on the sheriff’s porch. He says it was probably a Navajo who respects the dead, but doesn’t want to get pulled into the whole white justice system. The thing is is that Kirk went out into the desert five days ago on a photo shoot, and he hasn’t come back. Nobody can find him or his guide.
BRENNAN: You think the skull’s Kirk’s?
ANGELA: No, no. Kirk’s always going out into the desert for days at a time.
BRENNAN: You’re really sending me mixed messages, Ange.
ANGELA: Yeah, well, I’m freaking out, I guess. I’m sorry. Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have called. Pretend I didn’t call. I’ll just, I’ll talk to you when Kirk gets back. Sorry.
Of course, Brennan rushes out to help her bestie anyway.
GOODMAN: You’re taking a vacation in the desert with no notice?
HODGINS: I don’t get the attraction. I really don’t. Snakes, scorpions—
BRENNAN: It should only be for a few days.
ANGELA: I mean, it’s not like I actually think that the skull is Kirk’s. But, I mean, if you could just look at it and just tell me it isn’t, then I could stop worrying about him being dead and just be mad at him for being a flaky artist.
ANGELA: You won’t get anything out here. We’re about a hundred miles past where Jesus lost his sandals.
BRENNAN: I assume that’s a way of saying we’re extremely isolated.
ANGELA: Yeah. That’s why we come out here every year. It’s like you stand still, and the whole universe just comes at you.
BRENNAN: At 110 degrees.
ANGELA: You know, Kirk was out with a good guide. Our friend Dahni. I mean, he said he’d be back. He said we’d go out for nachos and beer. And this is a man who’s serious about his beer.
ANGELA: Brennan, if you hug me and you be all caring it’s because you think Kirk is dead or because he was sleeping with Dahni.
BRENNAN: No, it’s because…I’m sorry that my friend is upset because someone she loves is missing.
ANGELA: All right. I can buy that.
Brennan realizes its time to get help from her partner.
BOOTH: Okay. Booth.
BRENNAN: How far are you from Dulles?
BOOTH: As far as your office is from Dulles.
BRENNAN: Why are you in my office?
BOOTH: I need your findings on the Richmond case. Listen, Zack, he won’t tell me where they are unless you give him permission.
BRENNAN: There’s a 9:15 flight to Denver. Then there’s an 11:35 flight to Santa Fe. You’ll have to run to make the connection.
BOOTH: Forget it.
BRENNAN: Booth, please. Angela’s boyfriend is missing, maybe dead. It—it took all of my charm—
BOOTH: All of your charm? Oh, boy.
BRENNAN: Just to get the sheriff to let me look at the skull. When I asked him to let me send the skull to the Jeffersonian he told me that I am not a cop and that I don’t have any jurisdiction.
BOOTH: Which is true. Okay, what, what do you want me to do?
BRENNAN: I want you to get federal on his ass.
Enter the tough FBI Agent:
BRENNAN: What tougher questions can we ask without Angela being here?
BOOTH: Well, you know, things like, did her boyfriend run off with the model, guide, whatever.
BRENNAN: Angela and I discussed this. She said it couldn’t happen.
BOOTH: Okay, no offense to Angela, but she doesn’t even really know this guy. She’s only with him what, only three weeks out of the year?
BRENNAN: No offense to you, but you are a stodgy traditionalist when it comes to relationships, buddy.
BOOTH: Stodgy? Stodgy? Okay, okay, here’s the deal—
BRENNAN: Yes, stodgy.
HODGINS: DNA results are in. The skull is definitely Kirk Persinger.
BRENNAN: Poor Angela.
BOOTH: I will call the F.B.I. office in Albuquerque and I will officially take over the investigation.
BRENNAN: I wouldn’t do that.
BRENNAN: Desert dwellers are very insular. Mongolians, Bedouins of the Sahara, the Himloa of Kanana. Good hosts, but extremely distrustful of outsiders.
BOOTH: Bones, this is the United State of America. It’s not Outer Mongolia.
BRENNAN: The only reason Sheriff Dawes talks to us at all is because we know Angela. Alex Joseph held a gun on us.
BOOTH: I admit I’ve met friendlier people.
BRENNAN: If a bunch of outsiders come in from Albuquerque, led by an outsider from D.C. I promise you, the people here will close ranks and shut up until we go away. Then they’ll take care of it in their own way.
BOOTH: Okay, who are you, Dr. Phil?
BRENNAN: Who’s Dr. Phil? Some kind of expert?
BOOTH: He likes to think so. Okay, look. I’ll take what you say under advisement. In the meantime, we need to go find out who supplied Kirk with his peyote.
BRENNAN: Well, how are we gonna do that?
BOOTH: Talk to his girlfriend.
BRENNAN: I’m so sorry, Angela. We both are.
ANGELA: I knew it was Kirk. That’s why I called you. We have to find out what happened to Dahni.
ANGELA: Three weeks a year. I mean, fifteen weeks in total. You think that’s crazy.
BRENNAN: No. It’s not typical, that’s for sure. And if he was yours, 100% yours for three weeks a year, that’s, that’s more than I’ve ever had.
ANGELA: Kirk’s photographs show the world is a more beautiful place than it is. A better place. He made me feel like it was my real home, that I belonged there with him. He’s the guy I compare all other guys to. Now he’s gone and I feel like I can’t even breathe, sweetie. I can’t even take a breath. You think it’s possible that Dahni’s still out there? Could she still be alive?
BRENNAN: I don’t know. There’s no crime scene and we’re not even sure where the rest of Kirk’s remains are.
ANGELA: Well, I wanna help you look for her tomorrow.
BRENNAN: You sure?
ANGELA: Yeah: Dahni was our friend. I have to help find her. Please.
ANGELA: I love the desert. Or I used to.
BRENNAN: Nothing looks the way it should. Stuff that’s far away looks near, stuff that’s near looks far away.
ANGELA: Yeah, well, you can’t trust you eyes out here. Not your eyes alone. You know, Kirk said that if you stood still long enough, that the desert would actually speak to you. Show you some kind of truth.
BRENNAN: That ever happen to you?
ANGELA: No. But, he really believed that.
BOOTH: Either of you two bring any water?
BRENNAN: Why? You worried?
ANGELA: About what?
BRENNAN: Because we are way past where Jesus lost his sandals.
BOOTH: And I don’t hear the truck anymore. Great.
BRENNAN: No cell phone service, no water. How long do you think we’ll survive out here if the sheriff doesn’t come back?
BOOTH: Three days max.
ANGELA: How far are we from the highway?
BOOTH: Five days minimum.
BRENNAN: I don’t like that math.
Say it with me guys, “But he likes watching her do the math”
They go out again later, and Angela senses something.
BRENNAN: You all right?
ANGELA: Dahni went that way.
BRENNAN: Ready to go home?
BRENNAN: You’re not coming back again, are you?
ANGELA: No. Never. He loved me.
BRENNAN: For three weeks a year.
ANGELA: No. He loved me all the time. I was the one who could only manage three weeks a year. I’m afraid that I—I’m just afraid that I don’t have a generous heart. I’m afraid that I won’t have the chance that I had with Kirk ever again.
BRENNAN: You will.
ANGELA: How can you be so sure?
BRENNAN: Because nothing in this universe happens just once, Angela. Nothing. Infinity goes in both directions. There is no unique event, no singular moment.
ANGELA: I don’t know what that means.
BRENNAN: It means you will get another chance.
ANGELA: You promise? From your heart?
BRENNAN: Better. From my head. And yes, Ange. I promise—
BRENNAN: From my heart. You will get another chance.
BOOTH: Well, Dawes and his deputies, they caught the counterfeiters. Dahni gave a statement saying that it was Kellogg who pulled the trigger on Kirk. Dahni knows that you saved her life. You pointed that helicopter in the right direction.
BRENNAN: Obviously, you subconsciously sifted through the rational facts of the case and processed the most likely scenario.
ANGELA: I’m sure that’s it.
BOOTH: Yeah, what else could it be?
ANGELA: Well it’s the only rational explanation.
BRENNAN: Are you guys making fun of me?
BOOTH: You know, let’s go back home, where there’s water, shelter, and living things. Come on!
One of my favorite songs on Bones played while Angela looked for her friend in the desert:
‘Rain’ by Patty Griffin
It’s hard to listen to a hard, hard heart/
Beating close to mine/
Pounding up against the stone and steel/
Walls that I won’t climb