“The Critic in the Cabernet”
Episode 4×25 / Production 4×19
Written By: Stephen Nathan
Directed by: Kevin Hooks
Another gruesome Bones beginning! Icky things in the wine! But onto counseling!
SWEETS: It’s quite simple. Whatever Agent Booth says, you respond with whatever word or phrase pops into your head. And vice versa.
BRENNAN: Well that’s ridiculous. I can’t properly respond without careful thought.
BOOTH: Can’t we just make it a drinking game?
SWEETS: No. This is a valuable, psychological tool, Agent Booth. When you respond viscerally we can get to the root of your emotional issues and figure out what binds you two together as partners.
BOOTH: Donuts.
SWEETS: Beg your pardon?
BOOTH: Donuts. Glazed donuts. I see ‘em right there.
BRENNAN: Because you had no breakfast. You’re hungry.
BOOTH: I’m starving.
BRENNAN: Yeah.
Brennan’s response is so pure there. She knows her partner 🙂
SWEETS: No, that’s not the proper response.
BRENNAN: Of course it is, I’m explaining why he said “donuts”.
SWEETS: The point of the exercise is not to explain, but to respond. Okay? Children can do this.
BRENNAN: Because it’s childish.
I love when they playfully torture Sweets.
SWEETS: Can we just try it, please?
BOOTH: All right, okay, fine, here we go. Are you ready? Hunger.
BRENNAN: Sex.
BOOTH: Whoa.
BRENNAN: Horse.
BOOTH: Cowboy.
BRENNAN: Child.
BOOTH: Baby.
BRENNAN: Booth.
BOOTH: What, what do you think I’m a baby?
BRENNAN: You’re a father.
BOOTH: Oh. Mother.
BRENNAN: Birth.
Brennan drops her baby bombshell.
BRENNAN: But you need to be tested, of course. What, is something wrong?
BOOTH: Yeah. Okay. You don’t just go around asking for people’s sperm.
But, pause this game, there is a case! B&B rush off.
BRENNAN: You’re the one who’s always touting parenthood, implying that my life is incomplete because I don’t have a child.
BOOTH: I know, but this is kind of sudden.
BRENNAN: Hmm, perhaps you don’t want to help me.
BOOTH: Of course I do.
(I love his instantaneous response. Of course, he always wants to help her!)
BRENNAN: So you’ll do it?
BOOTH: I’ll think about it.
(Spoiler Alert)
BRENNAN: What? I don’t understand. It’s a simple request. I’m sure you engage in masturba…
BOOTH: Whoa.
BOOTH: Okay, we’ll talk about it later.
Brennan has the whole wine apparatus taken to the lab. They fish in the wine for clues. Brennan gets personal.
CAM: Bingo! A chunk of liver, enough for a tox screen.
FISHER: My guess—you’ll find a high alcohol content.
So casual 🙂
BRENNAN: Tibia. I’ve decided to have a baby. Capitulum.
CAM: Wait. Baby, like a small human?
BRENNAN: Yes. I know I’ve had no interest in the past. But neither did you and you seem to find parenthood very fulfilling.
CAM: Uh, yes. I do. And you brought this up now… why?
BRENNAN: Well, I wanted to give you notice. I’ll be needing some time off when the baby comes. About six weeks I imagine. The staining makes it very difficult to see any anomalies on the bones.
HODGINS: Is there a father?
BRENNAN: Well, I’d like to use Booth’s sperm.
CAM: Booth. Whaddaya know?
HODGINS: Dr. Brennan wants to have a baby.
FISHER: I offered my sperm, but she’s leaning more toward Agent Booth.
ANGELA: You’re joking, right?
BRENNAN: Booth and I discussed it in Sweets’ office. He’s thinking it over now. Although, I don’t understand why he’d be protective of his semen.
ANGELA: You can’t just announce you’re having a baby and walk away.
BRENNAN: 15,000 babies are born every hour. It’s not all that exceptional, Angela.
ANGELA: Brennan… this is crazy.
BRENNAN: Why? I’m intellectually gifted, financially secure. Statistically I could expect to have an exceptional child.
ANGELA: Fine. Yes. Absolutely. But you do know how this is supposed to work, right? You get naked together. You devour each other in a passionate frenzy.
BRENNAN: Booth would think that would create an emotional bond between us.
ANGELA: Of course that’s ridiculous.
BRENNAN: I knew you’d understand.
ANGELA: Then why use Booth at all? Why don’t you use Fisher and his discount sperm?
BRENNAN: No, Booth has a larger mandible and a more prominent zygomatic than Fisher, as well as a more pronounced ratio between the width of his clavicles and his ilia.
A fine specimen, really. In lab terms, of course.
ANGELA: So, it’s because Booth is hot. Now we’re getting somewhere.
BRENNAN: Statistically, attractive people are more successful. I’m only thinking of the child, Angela.
ANGELA: Then do this right, sweetie.
BRENNAN: I am. Emotional ties are ephemeral and undependable. Look at you and Hodgins. You and Roxy. Booth and Rebecca. Booth and Cam.
ANGELA: Brennan, I…
BRENNAN: I appreciate your concern, but I have thought this through rationally.
Cam talks to Booth.
CAM: You and Brennan, you’re going to have a baby?
BOOTH: She told you.
CAM: She told everyone. It’s probably on the news by now.
BOOTH: I’m just donating.
CAM: So you decided?
BOOTH: No, no. I am deciding. I-N-G, ing.
CAM: I know you, Seeley. You’re going to do it. You want to do it without really doing it. But it’s still doing it even if you’re not doing it the way it should be done.
BOOTH: She wants a kid, okay? It’ll make her more personable with people.
CAM: And what will it do for you?
BOOTH: She’ll get what she wanted.
CAM: A piece of you?
Out in the field, Booth tries to see if Brennan has thought her plan through.
BRENNAN: You don’t have faith that I can do it?
BOOTH: What?
BRENNAN: You think I’d be a good mother, don’t you?
BOOTH: Yeah, of course.
BRENNAN: I know sometimes you don’t think I’m empathetic. And it can be difficult for me sometimes. But I would love my child, Booth, I would.
BOOTH: I know. I—I know that, Bones.
BRENNAN: I know people disapprove. If you’re uncomfortable, Fisher sells his sperm monthly, he’s very intelligent and…
BOOTH: Oh, Fisher? Fi—Oh, no, you are not having Fisher’s kids. You’d be giving birth to the spawn of Satan, okay? I’ll do it.
BRENNAN: No obligation. I don’t want you to feel any obligation.
BOOTH: I’ll do it. Don’t worry about it, okay? It’s your kid, it’s totally yours.
BRENNAN: Not worried about it.
BOOTH: I’m just saying I’ll do it.
B&B speak to the wife of the victim.
BOOTH: There was a domestic disturbance report filed approximately one month before your husband disappeared. Can you explain that?
JENNY: Our neighbor heard us arguing. That’s all. She called the police.
BRENNAN: The report says it was more than an argument, Mrs. Holt.
JENNY: I threw some dishes. But not at Spencer. It was just the pregnancy hormones, you know? I would never hurt Spencer.
The Fisher & Hodgins comedy hour.
HODGINS: You know when it doesn’t contain human remains, Bedford Creek makes an excellent cab. It’s very full-bodied. It’s like an Australian Shiraz.
FISHER: I only drink diet soda. I’m hoping the preservatives can add some stability to my life.
HODGINS: Man, I can barely get wine stains out of my shirt, let alone a skeleton.
FISHER: But your shirt isn’t composed of calcium. Oh, my God. I can clean them. This is weird. Something good is happening.
HODGINS: Take a deep breath; I’m sure it’ll pass.
Fast forwarding….
Booth checks in with Sweets.
BOOTH: I’m fine, great. Turns out that, uh, the victim might have been sleeping with Mortenson’s wife, huh? Jealousy, always a good motive.
SWEETS: Yeah, that’s good. But right now, I’m more interested in whether you decided to inseminate Dr. Brennan.
BOOTH: God, you know. Don’t say it like that.
SWEETS: I’m sorry. I’m interested in whether you decided to provide your semen for her fertilization. BOOTH: Saying it like that is worse.
SWEETS: Okay, well, I could go with “baby daddy” but that just seems even more…
BOOTH: I’m gonna do it. Hey, I’ve already made the deposit. That’s right. Apparently, I am a god. That’s right. Motile sperm count: 28.8 million. I could start my own country.
BOOTH: Just… I got a little, you know, anxious at the clinic.
SWEETS: Anxious?
BOOTH: Anxious. Don’t get all shrinky on me.
BOOTH: It’s normal to imagine things?
SWEETS: Well, not pink elephants, but…
BOOTH: No, no, no, of course not. Like, um, baby things.
SWEETS: It’d be odd if you didn’t.
BOOTH: Ha! It’d be odd if I didn’t. You’re my guy. That’s all I needed to hear. Thanks, Sweets. Thanks, uh, I gotta go, you know, take care of somebody.
The team talks everything over.
ANGELA: It’s none of our business.
CAM: Exactly right.
ANGELA: Oh, that kid is gonna be so cute, though.
CAM: Please, we’re gonna go nuts.
ANGELA: I bought it a little onesie today.
Sweets brings B&B in for another group chat.
BRENNAN: Well, I thought that these sessions were meant for you to see how we interact as partners. How does this relate?
SWEETS: You’re using Agent Booth to have a child. You don’t see how that might relate to your partnership?
BRENNAN: It has nothing to do with our work.
SWEETS: Okay, um, let me just organize my thoughts here.
BRENNAN: It’s not like I’m going to be bringing the child along when we interrogate someone.
BOOTH: Ah, but you might decide to breastfeed. It is healthier.
BRENNAN: Oh, that’s true. So, yes, there might be some crossover. I can see that now. I’m sorry, go on.
SWEETS: I think you need to acknowledge that there are some emotional considerations that you might be denying.
BRENNAN: Like what?
SWEETS: There are sperm banks that guarantee high IQs and exceptional physical prowess, yet you specifically chose Agent Booth. Why?
BRENNAN: He has traits like courage and compassion and empathy that would be tremendous assets to my child. Sperm banks don’t catalog those traits.
BOOTH: Did you just say something nice?
BRENNAN: No, I gave an objective evaluation.
BOOTH: Oh, because it sounded like you said something nice.
BRENNAN: No.
SWEETS: How can you two not see what is going on here?
Angela with the tough love.
ANGELA: Did you ever think, what if Booth is the perfect father for your child? Not just his stuff, but him. What if you’re throwing away the chance to have a family, a real family, because you’re scared?
BRENNAN: Scared? Why would I be scared? I’ve been to Rwanda, to Iraq…
ANGELA: Listen, you just said you wanted to do this alone because feelings are ephemeral. So is life, Brennan. We’re here one minute, and then we’re gone the next. You should know that better than anybody. If you keep living trying to protect yourself, nothing is ever gonna touch you.
We get a killer and a motive but it’s mixed up with Stewie so….whatever. Fast forwarding again…
And just as easily as they broke up…
HODGINS: Man, just when you think you know what’s what. Man, we can’t take anything for granted, can we?
ANGELA: Why is it so easy to forget that?
HODGINS: Ange, when we split, either one of us could’ve stopped it. It would’ve been easy.
ANGELA: I know.
HODGINS: It would be just as easy… to begin again.
And more awards for ED and DB’s fine work:
BOOTH: Would you come in there with me, to the operating room?
BRENNAN: No, I’ll see you in Recovery.
BOOTH: Oh, come on, what are you gonna do, sit in the waiting room and read all those old magazines for hours?
BRENNAN: I’m not a neurologist, Booth, or a surgeon.
BOOTH: Yeah, but you’re a genius. That’s good enough for me. Plus, you’ll know if they’re screwing up.
BRENNAN: I’ll ask.
BOOTH: Listen, Bones, if I don’t make it…
BRENNAN: Booth, you’re gonna be fine.
BOOTH: Yeah, but if I’m not… I want you to have my stuff. You know, for a kid.
BRENNAN: Booth.
BOOTH: I want you to. You’re gonna be a really good mom.
BRENNAN: You’re gonna be fine, Booth. I’ll be right here.
BOOTH: I’m ready.
So, so much to unpack here.
What do you make of Brennan’s desire to have a child? Too sudden? Does it make sense?
Aside from the Fox-show-crossover-for-ratings addition of Stewie, what did you think of Booth’s agreement to be a sperm donor for Brennan? How would he have handled it if they had proceeded with the plan and Brennan conceived?
*One thing I noticed is their quick acknowledgement of what the other was saying and to help the other throughout the episode. So in tune with each other throughout:
SWEETS: Whatever Agent Booth says, you respond with whatever word or phrase pops into your head.
BOOTH: Donuts. Glazed donuts. I see ‘em right there.
BRENNAN: Because you had no breakfast. You’re hungry
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BRENNAN: Hmm, perhaps you don’t want to help me.
BOOTH: Of course I do.
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BOOTH: Would you come in there with me, to the operating room? BRENNAN: No, I’ll see you in Recovery.
BOOTH: Yeah, but you’re a genius. That’s good enough for me. BRENNAN: I’ll ask.
Ugh, why aren’t they real life?!?!?!?