Woman at the Airport (1×10)

“The Woman at the Airport”

Episode 1×10

Written By: Teresa Lin

Directed by: Greg Yaitanes

(Pardon the lack of pictures, but I couldn’t find many online! Use your imagination or pull out your DVDs!)

Dr. Goodman instructs Brennan and Zack about authenticating some ancient remains. Zack tries some word play:

Brennan: X-rays, pictures, we’re going to do this without touching the actual skeleton as much as possible.

Zack: Kid gloves?

Brennan: Latex should be all right. (Pauses) Zack, were you being metaphoric?

Zack: I decided to give it a shot, which is also metaphoric.


Enter our Very Special FBI agent with a job for Brennan.

Brennan: (sighs) I need a receptionist.  I can’t just have anybody waltzing in here.

He of course wants Brennan’s help on a far away case.

Brennan: I can’t go to Los Angeles.  I have an Iron Age warrior to authenticate.

Booth:  Iron Age warrior, when was the Iron Age?

Brennan: Fifteen hundred years ago.

Booth: Fresh body bits just a little more urgent.

Bones: You do realize there are a lot more fresh bodies then there are perfect specimens from the Iron Age?

Booth: You know, when you say things like that it’s just to bug me, right?

Brennan and Booth bicker enough to get Goodman involved.

Dr. Goodman: Do we have to go through this every time?

Booth: Exactly.

Brennan: Booth can’t just walk in and say pack your bags we’re going to LA.

Dr. Goodman: The point is Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan is in great demand on several pressing cases and she’s needed here at the museum.  Why should I send her to California?

Booth: Sexy case in Hollywood.  How much more good press could the Jeffersonian get?

Booth knows his audience, and administrator Goodman is interested.

Brennan: But, Dr. Goodman, you said the Iron Age warrior was of the highest priority.

Dr. Goodman: I can step in on that case.  You pack your bags.

They end up in LA in a sweet ride.

Brennan: This car doesn’t feel very FBI-y.

Booth: Bones this is a nineteen sixty-six Mustang.  It’s a classic and what goes better then that with the FBI?

Brennan: How come on the rental agreement under model you made the guy write sedan?

Booth: C’mon. We’re in California. Look, palm trees.

Brennan: You know I’d like to drive sometimes.

Booth: Look, our contact out here is Special Agent Trisha Finn.

Brennan: I’m an excellent driver.

Booth: Okay, Rain Man.

Brennan: I don’t know what that means.

Booth: I’m always gonna drive. You know that, right?  Me behind the wheel; you over there on the grandma side.

I forgot how early the “driving discussions” went!

Brennan: I’m not above telling Deputy Director Cullen what kind of car you rented.

Remember when Brennan used to understand some basic social interactions, like blackmail? Well, it worked. Look at how thrilled Booth is about Brennan driving!


Meanwhile, Early Cranky Hodgins even finds fault with Goodman and his motives.

Hodgins: When you declare something authentic you run the risk of being proven wrong.  That doesn’t happen if you equivocate. As head of the Jeffersonian, Dr. Goodman will place the reputation of the institution over everything else.

Dr. Goodman: I’m an archaeologist.  My findings will be congruent with the facts.

Hodgins: With all due respect, you used to be an archaeologist.

Back in LA, Brennan realizes the victim has had lots of facial surgery, and was pulled apart by dogs or coyotes.



Zack tells her she should find celebrities while out in LA.


Booth again must deal with Brennan’s much better accommodations while they travel.

Booth: My hotel doesn’t even have a pool.

Brennan: Well, you’re welcome to use mine.

Poor Zach tries to figure out why Goodman and Hodgins are not getting along.

Zack: What’s with Goodman and Hodgins?

Angela: Oh, they’re guys.  They should just lay them out on the table and measure.

Zack: Lay what out on the table and measure?

Angela: Okay, awkward moment. Let’s just say they have different approaches and they’re guys, okay?

Zack: I’m a guy.

Angela: You’re more highly evolved.

Great answer Angela! lol

Brennan is having a hard time understanding the victim’s interest in surgery as they wait to question a doctor about the case.

Brennan: Every culture nurtures ideals of beauty toward which people strive. Fine, but in the future people will look back upon the surgical alterations of the nose or breasts or buttocks with the same horror that we regard binding of the feet or the use of bronze coils to extend the neck.

Booth: Do you want to speak up because it’s really hard to hear every word in this very very quiet waiting room?

Brennan: It’s barbaric.  It’s painful. It’s wrong.  This murder victim may never be identified because some glorified barber with a medical degree had the arrogance to think that he could do better than the millennium of evolution.

Goodman waxes eloquently about the Iron Age man’s life and Hodgins is frustrated at the suppositions and snaps at his boss. Angela calls him out on it but he responds:

Hodgins: Science is no country for storytellers, baby.

Meanwhile, B&B are still looking into the call girl murder and Booth gets an idea, using Brennan’s cell phone.

Booth: Hey, Miss Bardu.  Hi. Special Agent Booth.  I’ve reconsidered your offer.  I was wondering if I could have one of your ladies visit me today?

Brennan: Ordering a prostitute from my cell phone?

Booth: I was wondering if Rachel ever took part in any of those two on one specials.

Hodgins: Hey the old two on one special, classic.

Zack: What’s a classic?

Booth: That’s great. Just send me whoever she worked with the most.

Brennan: You’re ordering a hooker to my hotel?

Zack: Did I hear you say hooker?

Hodgins: How come I never get to go on these out of town trips?

Booth: (to Bones) ‘Cause you have much looser daily allowances then I do.

Brennan: Well have fun.  I have to get up early tomorrow.

At his “date”…

Leslie: Oh, you’re one of those guys.

Booth: What guys?

Leslie: One of those guys who say they just want to talk.

Booth: I do just want to talk.  I’m an FBI agent.

Leslie: Okay, I get the drill.  What am I playing?

Booth: No, really. Leslie, I really am an FBI agent. I just want to ask you some questions that’s all.

Leslie: About what?

Booth: About your friend Rachel. Look I’m sorry but I think…I think she’s been murdered.

Leslie: This can’t be happening. Oh God, Rachel was so nice.  She was really an actress. You know, the way I’m really a singer.  We all say we’re something different then what we are. None of us want to be what we are.

While Booth sits by the pool, Brennan is meeting with Hollywood elite:


Interviewer: I’m here with Penny Marshall one of the most prolific hyphenates in Hollywood.  Actress, producer, and director of such hits as A League of Their Own and Big.  Her latest project is bred in the Bone. It’s a thriller based on the best selling novel by crime fighting anthropologist, Dr. Temperance Brennan. Okay, so how did this all come together?

Brennan: I have no idea.

Penny: Well my brother Gary gave me the book and I liked it and then this whole bidding war started and I usually don’t get into that kind of thing but in this case…

Interviewer: A bidding war?  That’s got to be a thrill for a first time author.

Brennan: I wasn’t actually there.

Interviewer: You must be a big fan of Penny’s films so, which one is your favorite?

Brennan: I enjoyed her humorous treatment of the time space paradox.

Interviewer: Big!

Penny: That’s very funny. Time Space Paradox.

Interviewer: Penny who is going to write the script?

Brennan: Don’t I get to do that?

Penny: We’ll talk.

Brennan gets a call about the case and leaves the interview.

Penny: Would you look at that… passion?

Back at the lab…


Dr. Goodman: I have an announcement.

Hodgins: You’re unable to positively authenticate the skeleton.

Dr. Goodman: That is correct.

Hodgins: Told you.

Dr. Goodman: Given the inconsistencies between the specimens’ geographic location and physio argumentum artifacts I cannot in good faith authenticate the find.

Angela: Is this because of how I made him look? ‘Cause there’s a certain amount of subjectivity involved in recreating a face.

Dr. Goodman: Certain amount, yes but the fact is he displays Pictish features.  For all we know this skull doesn’t belong to this body.

Zack: Even though on x-rays it looks at though the head is properly attached to the spinal cord. We could actually go in and look, confirm the authenticity.

Dr. Goodman: I declined to continue the investigation at this time.  We will store the remains in the interim.

Hodgins: I knew this was going to happen!

Angela: Hodgins.

Dr. Goodman: Because we have been colleagues on this more then superior and subordinate, I have allowed you to be insubordinate but I warn you Dr. Hodgins that is over.

Hodgins: Do you want my letter of resignation?

Zack: You know what would be better put them on the table and measure, Alright?


Angela: Okay look, everybody just turn and walk away.

Hodgins: If you want me to resign, just say so.

Dr. Goodman: Miss Montenegro is right.

Angela: (to Hodgins) You think you just won something. I’m telling you Goodman was the bigger man.

Do you agree with Angela?

B&B are stuck in their case. They interviewed a boyfriend on the beach but got nowhere.


Casual B&B!

Brennan: We know we’re looking for someone who grew up in New England and moved here about eight years ago.  Her leg was crushed in a car accident when she was thirteen.  She was on a boat shortly before she was murdered. We know some of her names and some of her faces.

Booth: That’s all your stuff, okay. Usually by now we know more about my stuff.

Brennan: We have separate stuff?

Booth: Yeah by now I usually have a feel for the person. What they wanted.  How they felt. What was going on in their lives? With this girl, nothing.

Brennan: She thought she was ugly. She did everything she could to make herself beautiful and all she did was make herself more invisible.

Booth: Everybody in this city thinks they’re ugly, huh, and nobody is. I’m starting to get why you hate anonymous death so much.

Brennan: We were born unique. Our experiences mold and change us. We become someone. All of us and to have that taken away by murder, to be erased from existence against our will, it’s just…

Booth: Evil?

Brennan: Unacceptable.  These bones you bring me, I give them a face. I say their names out loud. I return them to their loved ones and you arrest the bad guy.  I like that.

Booth: So do I.


Brennan: I feel like we should be arresting these doctors because whether they killed her or not they…they still erased her.


Back at the lab, Goodman explains himself.

Dr. Goodman: I am an archaeologist.  This is what we do.  We step outside the facts and tell ourselves the story of an individual or a culture and if the story I tell myself about this man who lived fifteen hundred years ago is true.  If he was laid to rest by people who respected and loved him, don’t I owe it to them not to let the pure scientist desecrate his remains?

Hodgins: Or you could be totally rational and say you were waiting for imaging technology to improve to the point where it wasn’t necessary to disassemble him.

Dr. Goodman: Ah, yes. I suppose I could say that. It’s less…

Hodgins: Sentimental for the pure scientists.

B&B figure out the murder is one of the basic reasons. Jealously.

Booth: She thought Atlas was going to take her out of that life.

Brennan: He wanted the girl next door. You were right, jealousy.

Booth: Well it’s an old story. Bet your fifteen hundred year old friend back home heard a version. Leslie thought Rachel was stealing her man so she killed her.

Brennan: What did she ask you?

Booth: What?

Brennan: She asked you something after she was arrested.  What was it?

Booth: She asked me if I thought she was beautiful.  I got one more thing. (He pulls some papers out of his back pocket.) I had the Bureau search for adolescent girls that were injured in car crashes in the upper northeast ten to twelve years ago.

(Booth hands Bones the paper and it’s a newspaper.  There is an article titled “Local Woman Killed In Car Crash, Daughter Survives.”]

Booth: Daughter’s right leg was crushed.

Brennan: Allison. Her name was Allison Holmes.

Booth: Her father and her brother are still alive somewhere in Bangor, Maine. We will return the remains.

Brennan: Thanks Booth.

Booth: Well, Bones, you do your thing.  I do mine.

Brennan: Look at her.

Booth: Yeah, pretty little thing.

I love Brennan’s desire to find the truth and Booth’s willingness to help her find it. I also love how he is not interested in any of the shiny things in LA, but has always dated smart women who are top in their field. I love Hodgins’ and Goodman’s passions even when they conflict with each other. So much to love about season 1!!

Happy 4th of July!


Booth is dazzled to see us, as always!

Hey all. Sorry, I got back later than expected from vacay. I got to meet some verrrrry cute boys this past weekend.


Yes, I got to meet my beloved Backstreet Boys at their residency in Vegas! Won some meet and greet tickets…which is a good thing because man, those are expensive! Anyways, I apologize for the Bones Tuesday delays and we will be back up and running next week. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday weekend (if you are in the USA) and this guy who can’t quit playing military-men-with-relationship-issues agrees with me 🙂

(DB in his new show)

B&B on vacation

Hi all! I am gone for the week with my fam enjoying some lake time, but I wanted to keep Bones Tuesday alive with a short post–just vacation themed!

I know the Honeymoon episode was poorly received (for good reason!) but checking out some pictures of it was fun. Emily looked gorgeous as usual and DB looked hilarious in his vacation gear.



It’s just not fair. I want to be Emily!


And to sit pool side with this goofball 🙂



I guess they both got what they wanted, Brennan got skeletons, and Booth got to wear great hats and drink by the pool! lol I guess all the romantic stuff was off screen as usual! We’ll give them the benefit of doubt and assume they were very busy with that off screen!

What do you think family vacations are like now with both kiddos?

Man in the Fallout Shelter (1×9)

“The Man in the Fallout Shelter”
Episode 1×09
Written By: Hart Hanson
Directed by: Greg Yaitanes


ANGELA: Sweetie, could you stop galloping for, like, two seconds?
BRENNAN: Better able to withstand peer pressure when you can’t catch me.
ANGELA: Call it a favor, okay?
BRENNAN: How is me going to a company Christmas party doing you a favor?
ANGELA: Remember what happened last year?
BRENNAN: I didn’t go last year.
ANGELA: Yeah, exactly. And it took me weeks to collect all those photocopies.
BRENNAN: Twenty minutes.

Cue Booth’s entrance. Again, he “saves the day” by bringing Brennan work!

BOOTH: Bones! All right.
BRENNAN: What’s the context?

Guess what? It’s a man in a fallout shelter!

BOOTH: Merry Christmas, Bones. Come on, boys, bring it in.
ANGELA: Oh, no. We are going to the company Christmas party.
BRENNAN: Booth, will you escort Angela to the Christmas party and make sure she doesn’t photocopy her butt?

Booth gets dragged away under protest. Enter the two kings of the lab, Zach with a robot.

HODGINS: You robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn, it stops. You tell it to stop, it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage, it watches reruns of Firefly.

Everyone (including Booth) has left or avoided the party. Angela tries to rally the group.

ANGELA: Okay, you people listen to me. There is a party going on upstairs, okay? A Christmas party. We’re going up there. We’re gonna talk to some people, we’re gonna sing some carols, we’re gonna drink some eggnog.

Unfortunately, there is lab contamination. They are stuck.

BRENNAN: There’s no use panicking until we know what it is.
BOOTH: What what is?




HODGINS: Uh, we might know.
ZACK: I cut into the fallout shelter bones and the biohazard alarm went off.
GOODMAN: Were you conforming to autopsy protocol?
ZACK: One of us was.
HODGINS: The other was… drinking an eggnog.
GOODMAN: And you didn’t have your mask on. Oh…

HAL: The pathogen is coccidioidomycosis.
GOODMAN: Valley fever?
BOOTH: What’s valley fever?
ZACK: It’s a fungus that can lead to pneumonia, meningitis, spontaneous abortion, death.


HODGINS: Hey, I got into the decontamination shower with Zack. Haven’t I been through enough hell?
BOOTH: Is he contagious?
HAL: Dr. Hodgins may have inhaled the spores, yes. We have no choice but to impose quarantine. Valley fever can be fatal, and we can’t risk a pandemic. Just calm down and let us handle things from this side.
BOOTH: Okay, you know what? If this is fatal, I will shoot both of you.

After being told the treatment and protocol, Booth is still not satisfied.

BOOTH: Whoa, whoa, whoa. You’re saying that we’re stuck here over Christmas? Look, you know, I have… places to go, you know? I have obligations.
GOODMAN: We all have obligations.

They all try to assign blame.

ZACK: Who brought us human remains just to ditch a little paperwork?
BOOTH: Oh, you’re saying this is my fault?
GOODMAN: You knew Dr. Brennan could not resist.

Haha, the squints are onto Booth bringing her work all the time. LOL!
BRENNAN: I’d have been able to resist if I was in Niger, where I wanted to be.
GOODMAN: You’re blaming me.
We find out there may be side effects to the meds. Yep, enter stoned Booth!

BOOTH: I never realized how pretty all this shiny stuff is.
HODGINS: That is so not fair.

BOOTH: What are those little tiny lights dancing on the ceiling?
GOODMAN: For the third time, those are minute firings of neurons on your optic nerve due to your reaction to the antifungal cocktail.
BOOTH: Wow. They’re beautiful.

We get some backstory as Booth and Goodman share family stories. They both have kids!

BOOTH: You know, I have a kid too. His name’s Parker. He’s four years old. His mother wouldn’t marry me, so my parental rights are totally-
BOOTH: That word’s just a little bit Christmasier than what I was thinking.

Enter Brennan’s backstory…

ANGELA: It’s all so tragic. A cheap wedding ring sewn into his suit, two tickets to Paris. It makes you wonder. Who was the girl? Can you imagine what it was like for her, waiting and wondering, never knowing what happened.
BRENNAN: I don’t have to imagine.

Which brings me to one of my favorite Boothy pictures ever.


BOOTH: Bones, it’s after midnight. Hmm? Christmas Eve day. Both an eve and a day. It’s a Christmas miracle.
BRENNAN: Still enjoying your medication, I see…Well, how would you like me to spend my Christmas?
BOOTH: Christmas is the perfect time to reexamine your standing with, you know…
BRENNAN: A helicopter pilot?
BOOTH: Oh, right, right. You can’t measure the man upstairs in a beaker, so he can’t possibly exist.
BRENNAN: The man upstairs?

BOOTH: Mmm. You know, you don’t know if you’re sick, but you’re more than willing to take drugs just in case. It seems to me you could give the man upstairs the same benefit of the doubt that you do an invisible fungus.


(Might be one of the best presentations of Christianity to an atheist I’ve ever heard.)

Meanwhile, Angela is very focused on making Christmas special. And they put pieces together.

ANGELA: We’ll decorate this place and exchange handmade gifts.
GOODMAN: An excellent idea, Miss Montenegro.
ZACK: I can get behind that.
HODGINS: I’m in.
BOOTH: How ‘bout Bones? Aw, come on. What’s the deal with Bones and Christmas?
ANGELA: Last night I spun a little story about two young lovers running off to Paris. But the man never shows up, and the woman is left wondering what happened to him. And I say, “Imagine what that must have been like.” And Brennan says, “I don’t have to.”
BOOTH: Yeah I- I still don’t get it.
GOODMAN: Oh my God.
BOOTH: What?
ANGELA: Brennan’s parents disappeared just before Christmas when she was fifteen.
GOODMAN: And she never knew what happened to them.
BOOTH: Oh, God. That explains a lot.

Angela still wants the party to happen.

ANGELA: Alright, we need a way to choose our Secret Santas.
ZACK: I could build a random generator.
GOODMAN: Ah, wouldn’t it be better to match complimentary people in a premeditated manner?

LOL, they are all so squinty. But Booth just puts names in a bucket.

BOOTH: Pick a name, and if you get your own, put it back in.
GOODMAN: Oh, that could work.


Booth and Brennan end up talking about Christmas as they work on the case.

BRENNAN: Anthropologically speaking, gifts are a way of asserting dominance in a group. Now imagine an entire holiday devoted to self-promotion, especially in this materialistic culture. How can you expect me to get behind that? How can you get behind it?
BOOTH: Wow, that’s deep. That’s a very deep pile of crap.

Goodman spills the beans.

GOODMAN: Decorations do not a Christmas make. Family and friends make Christmas.
HODGINS: We’re friends.
GOODMAN: We are colleagues, friends, coworkers, yes, but for a father like myself, like Agent Booth- -a few glowing test tubes don’t make up with missing Christmas morning with the children.
ANGELA: Excuse me?
ZACK: Be kind, rewind.
HODGINS: Booth has a kid?
GOODMAN: Ah. Well… Not common knowledge, I gather.

Hodgins spills more of the beans.

BRENNAN: I’m not really who you want to talk to about gifts. Wait- Booth has a kid?
HODGINS: You didn’t know?
HODGINS: I wasn’t the one who told you.

Can anyone remind of the timeline between Booth and Brennan’s 1st case and now? How long did he not reveal his child to her?!

Brennan sneezes, is it a symptom?

BRENNAN: I sneezed because the air is dry. It’s not valley fever.
GOODMAN: Any other symptoms? Headache?
ZACK: Any foul smelling pustules on your shins?

Hahahaha. Oh Zack.

They continue to investigate. The squint squad considers religion.

GOODMAN: You suppose Lionel came up here to procure an abortion?
ANGELA: You know what? This isn’t a very Christmas Eve type story.
BRENNAN: Of course it is. The whole Christ myth is built upon the travails of an unwed mother.
BOOTH: Okay, can we just stop bringing up the whole Christ myth thing? Alright, some people believe it’s more than just a myth.
BRENNAN: Well, who besides you?
GOODMAN: That would be me, Dr. Brennan. I’m a deacon at my church.
ANGELA: I do. Christmas and Easter, anyway.
HODGINS: Although I believe organized religion is just another political movement designed to control the masses, doesn’t mean God doesn’t love me.
ZACK: Hey, I’m a rational empiricist all the way. Unless you talk to my mother. Then I’m Lutheran.

HAHAHAHA. Zack. Stop. He’s on a roll this episode!

BRENNAN: I can understand why you’d be sensitive, Booth. You have a child out of wedlock.



ANGELA: Sweetie…



HAL: Visiting hours, folks.

Cue the montage of sweet family moments.

Brennan and Angela talk.

ANGELA: I know your parents disappeared just before Christmas.
BRENNAN: My brother Russ was nineteen and we were still in the house.
ANGELA: That must’ve been strange.
BRENNAN: Russ found our presents in my parents’ room…and Christmas Eve, when I was asleep, he snuck down and made Christmas, trying to do the right thing for me.
ANGELA: Christmas for his little sister.
BRENNAN: But when I came down and saw the lights and the presents…
ANGELA: You thought your parents were back.
BRENNAN: I just expected to see them, sitting there, drinking their coffee, watching Russ and me open our presents.
ANGELA: Oh my God.
BRENNAN: I kind of lost it. I refused to open the presents until they came back… It was like I told Russ he wasn’t enough family for me. Before New Years, he went out west to work and I was in the foster system….The tree is really, really beautiful, Ange. Really.



Its not even fair how beautiful she is!

Angela prompts Brennan to help Ivy find the answers she never got. Booth finds her in her office.

BOOTH: You find something?
BRENNAN: Two things that fit together.

Is it you and Booth?!!? Oh, wait, not for a few more years!

BOOTH: Angela sent me. She says it’s Christmas. (But I’m still a little salty about that comment earlier)
BOOTH: You still think there’s more to learn about Lionel Little and Ivy Gillespie?
BRENNAN: There’s always more to learn.


BRENNAN: Hey. I’m sorry you didn’t get Christmas morning with your little boy.



AKA, I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I’m socially awkward.

BOOTH: Thanks.



AKA: I understand, I forgive you, and I love you. 🙂

At Angela’s long-awaited Christmas party, Zack nails the gift.

ZACK: It’s a self-propelled, non-autonomic unit.
HODGINS: It’s a robot.
ZACK: I thought if we get out of here in time today, you could give it to your son.
BOOTH: Merry Christmas.

They get the all-clear on their health, and everyone runs out….except Booth, who as always, turns to Brennan.

BRENNAN: Go. Go have Christmas. Wish your boy merry Christmas for me.

BOOTH: I’m at Wong Foo’s if you decide you want company.

BOOTH: Merry Christmas, Bones.



That face. Those eyes. SWOON.


Brennan meets with Ivy and gives her closure.

Then, she actually goes to Wong Foo’s!


BRENNAN: Ivy Gillespie came to the lab after you left, with her granddaughter….Don’t you want to know what happened?


BOOTH: I know what happened. You told her about Careful Lionel. You showed her the letters, the tickets. She cried. But you made her happy.
BRENNAN: Not to mention I gave her a penny worth over a hundred thousand dollars.
BOOTH: She won’t care about that today. You just gave somebody the best Christmas gift they could every get. Who’s the Secret Santa now?


Her “You’re goofy but cute” face


BOOTH: And that weirdo assistant of yours just made me the coolest dad in the world.


PARKER: Daddy!

BOOTH (in a whisper): Can you say ‘Merry Christmas’?
PARKER (to Brennan): Merry Christmas!

Brennan goes back to her happy place, the lab, and opens the Christmas gift.


Such an amazing Bones episode. Written, of course, by evil genius Hart Hanson. Thoughts?


Technical Difficulties

All my devices have apparently decided to mutiny against me. Or WordPress hates me. I had crafted the entire post, but it would not save nor publish, and I lost it all. Sigh. I will try again to upload this post from my work computer tomorrow. It is 12:28 AM my time and I am officially giving up for today. I will, however, leave you with this gem:


Tamara’s new show-Altered Carbon

‘Bones’ Star Tamara Taylor Reflects on Cam’s Happy Ending, Teases Her New Netflix Series


In Tamara’s head canon, Hodgins gets to remain King of the Lab!

“Though Cam and Arastoo’s wedding was expected, the move to adopt three older children was something that took even Taylor by surprise. “They told me about it an episode before it happened,” she recalls. “It was pretty amazing. I’m really grateful they allowed me to have a happy ending. There were a few near misses, and I was like, ‘Are they going to let me have my prince and kids?'”

The finale also saw Cam temporarily step away from her job to adjust to her new family, and her portrayer isn’t sure if Cam would want her exact job back when she returned. (In her absence, she put Hodgins in charge of the lab.) “Given the fact she’ll have a full family, I think she’d be pretty OK being a part of the team versus their boss,” Taylor speculates. “Even though she spearheaded everything, she was a part of the team. I don’t know if she’d fight for the lab back.'”

On her new show:

“Taylor’s next gig, playing lawyer Oumou Prescott on Netflix’s Altered Carbon (based on the 2002 Richard K. Morgan novel), is a drastically different role for the actress. “I play a not-so-nice lady, which is really fun,” she says. ‘She’s the kind of character who says things that definitely make you want to cringe.’

Taylor hopes fans will tune in when Altered Carbon eventually launches. “It’s eerily beautiful,” she gushes.”

The Girl in the Fridge (1×8)

Written By: Dana Coen


Who should Brennan choose?


Brennan is putting together a skull while everyone is interrupting her.

ZACK: The Anthropology Journal is publishing our piece on the evolution of the coronal suture.

BRENNAN: Worthy interruption.

ZACK: You’re supposed to bump my fist with yours.


ZACK: I’m told it’s a widely acknowledged gesture of mutual success.

Enter a mysterious figure from Brennan’s past-

HODGINS: Okay, now this is weird. There’s some guy in the lounge who asked me to give you this. He said you’d know who he was when you opened it.

Brennan opens the package and pulls out a mini-dustbuster. She goes to meet her former teacher, Michael.

MICHAEL: You left it at my place.

BRENNAN: Three years ago.

MICHAEL: Hmm. First time I’ve been in Washington. I thought I should return it in person.

Our trusty squint squad watches the encounter.

BRENNAN: I hope you don’t have any expectations.

MICHAEL: Do you?

BRENNAN: Civility?

MICHAEL: I can handle that.

BRENNAN: So why are you here?

MICHAEL: George Washington University wants to talk to me about heading their Anthropology Department.

BRENNAN: They’d be lucky to get you.

MICHAEL: I assumed they tried you first.

BRENNAN: I already had a job.





The squints try to figure this out…

HODGINS: This is like watching cars mate.

ANGELA: It’s gotta be Michael. Stires, her forensic anthropology professor from Northwestern. They were—

HODGINS: Very, very close?


ZACK: Dr. Brennan is my forensic anthropology professor. Does that mean—


LOL, nice try Zack.

BRENNAN: It seems like we should have dinner tonight, catch up?

MICHAEL: Sounds reasonable.

BOOTH: Hey Bones!

Enter the conquering hero, not with a dustbuster, but a case.

BOOTH: Bones, I got a present for ya. Straight out of an illegal ravine on a dump in Fairfax. You see, our forensic people confirmed it was human matter. So, rather than open it myself and risk being trashed by you for contaminating the evidence, I decided to bring the whole refrigerator to you.

BRENNAN: All right, you can open it.


BOOTH: All right. Whoo, okay. Uh, he or she?


MICHAEL: Late teens, early 20s.

BRENNAN: I’m guessing she’s been in the refrigerator for a year. Is there enough insect activity to help us be more precise?

HODGINS: There’s always enough insect activity.

I love you, Hodgins. lol

Angela comes by with case information but quickly shifts to the personal stuff.


ANGELA: Any other ex-lovers come knocking on your door today?

BRENNAN: The “ex” in ex-lover is not a variable. It’s a constant, like the speed of light.

ANGELA: Save your dirty talk for the hunky professor.

BRENNAN: I can assure you, our relationship is purely platonic. What we share is a love of science. Neither of us has the time or inclination for emotional complications.

Cut to later on, and Brennan is in bed with her former teacher.


BRENNAN: We missed our reservation.

MICHAEL: Ah, well. That’s the price we pay for scientific exploration and discovery.

BRENNAN: You realize this is just recreational, Michael.

MICHAEL: Of course. I’m just impressed that we can just pick up where we left off like no time has passed.

BRENNAN: Well, time is an imposed construct. You really think you’ll move here?

MICHAEL: Depends on the offer.

BRENNAN: Maybe I could get you a position at the Jeffersonian.

MICHAEL: Working for my old student.

BRENNAN: Would that be a problem? I can’t help it if I’m usually right.

Back at the lab, the squints are missing their fearless leader…

ANGELA: She’s late. She’s never late.

HODGINS: You worried about her?

ANGELA: I’m happy for her.

ZACK: Why?

HODGINS: Remember that time you were late?

ZACK: Oh. Yeah.

Hahaha I love Zack and Hodgins!

 Hodgins and Zack stare down Michael in the lab.

ANGELA: The guys wanted to meet him anyway.

BRENNAN: They could learn a lot from him.

HODGINS: You were Brennan’s professor?

MICHAEL: She was 23. An adult.

HODGINS: That’s what Clinton said.

ZACK: You run through a lot of students?


Tension quickly rises when Michael questions Brennan’s findings so far in the case.

MICHAEL: It’s something to consider. The last thing you want to do is jump to conclusions without evidence. I mean, I know how much you want to find out who did this.

After being studied by the squints this whole time, Brennan has to ask:

BRENNAN: What? Is it so odd for everyone to see me with a man?

They nod.

Booth and Brennan hit the field looking for clues. And find some kinky suspects.


So pretty, Brennan!


BOOTH: Well, the fridge we found Maggie in is a match with the marks on the Costellos’’ floor.

BRENNAN: They’re sadomasochistic fetishists.

BOOTH: Yeah. Turned the basement into a fun room.

BRENNAN: Seeking sexual gratification through the manipulation of power. Probably the oldest of fetishes, master-slave. It’s all about dominance.

BOOTH: Well, this only comes up when the bloom comes off the rose, if you know what I mean.

BRENNAN: I don’t know what you mean.

BOOTH: You know, when the regular stuff— when it gets old, you need to spice it up, it’s over. When sex is good, you don’t need any help.

So, are married B&B “spicing it up” yet or is it still good?? 🙂

BRENNAN: Oh, that’s for sure.

BOOTH: I’m sorry?

BRENNAN: I was agreeing.

BOOTH: Yeah? Well, don’t. Okay? It kinda freaks me out.

BRENNAN: I was just saying that I myself feel no inclination toward either pain or dominance when it comes to sex.

BOOTH: Are you sure?

BRENNAN: Yeah, I’m sure.

BOOTH: Because you can be very bossy.

When Booth turns away, Brennan hits his arm with a whip.

Later, Brennan reconnects with Michael.

BRENNAN: I figured it out. I was right about how she got those fractures.

MICHAEL: I just don’t have the time, Tempe. I have an appointment.


BRENNAN: I thought you’d want to see. The university can wait a few minutes.

MICHAEL: It’s not with them. It’s with someone they want me to meet.


After they argue over more findings. Michael, annoyed, gives up.


MICHAEL: I yield. French restaurant?

BRENNAN: I’m more in the mood for Italian. I need to put together the evidence packet for Booth to deliver to the U.S. Attorney.

MICHAEL: I’ll meet you at your place.

Michael is clearly frustrated, But Booth is proud of her.

BOOTH: Good work.



Angela and Brennan talk it out.

ANGELA: Do you really think he can handle your success?

BRENNAN: Because of today? No, we’ve always been competitive.

ANGELA: I know, but he’s a man and his student, a woman, has surpassed him.

BRENNAN: Michael is extremely secure, Ange.

ANGELA: Honey, when you stuck it to him today, he was upset.


Booth also has concerns.

BOOTH: Bones?

BOOTH: The judge is holding them without bail. The U.S. Attorney is thinking about sending you flowers.

BRENNAN: The facts are facts.

BOOTH: Uh, Bones, I have to ask. How much have you been sharing with, uh, the professor?

BRENNAN: None of your business.

BOOTH: I mean, on the case.

BRENNAN: Oh. I bounce everything off him. Why?

BOOTH: Well, you gotta keep him out of it from now on.

BOOTH: He met with the Costello’s lawyer. Michael is their expert witness. It’s his job to tear apart the case that you’ve built.

But Brennan still meets him for dinner.


BRENNAN: How could I not be upset? Basically, you were spying on me.

MICHAEL: Spying? It’s a criminal proceeding. You’re required by law to disclose all your findings to the defense anyway.

BRENNAN: I’m only required to provide you with the raw facts we intend to enter into evidence, not the process by which I arrived at those facts.

MICHAEL: I apologize. That’s a nuance that escaped me.

BRENNAN: Why didn’t you just tell me, Michael?

The squint squad and Booth are highly disliking Michael and are basically looking out for their girl the next day.


BOOTH: He still at it? Keep an eye on him.

GOODMAN: That’s not going to be a problem.

Goodman nods to Hodgins and Zack. Zack is videotaping Michael. They nod back. Booth gives the squints a thumbs up.


Don’t mess with these scientists!


ANGELA: Did you just give Zack and Hodgins a sign of encouragement?

BOOTH: Yeah, you know, that’s the first time I’ve been able to look at them with imagining Moe knocking their heads together.

GOODMAN: Agent Booth, you’re accessing your inner squint.

Brennan is fierce and stands up for herself.

BRENNAN: I understand the game the doctor is trying to play and I’m perfectly capable of dealing with him myself. I’m sure he’s just thrown by findings he would have missed.

Booth and Brennan have some partner bonding time.

BOOTH: Bones, you okay?

BRENNAN: Why wouldn’t I be?

BOOTH: Because the nutty professor’s grading your paper. What’d he give you anyway, huh? I was always happy with a B.

BRENNAN: I never got a B and I never will.

BOOTH: That’s my girl.

Booth isn’t intimidated by her success. He supports and encourages it. Which is why he’s perfect for our girl!!

As they prep for trial, Brennan is told she comes off aloof to juries. She is not happy about this.

DEAVER: Well, then you understand my concern. Professor Stires is open, charming, great-looking. Jury’s gonna love him. I love him.

BRENNAN: This isn’t a personality contest. It’s about data that we present to the jury.

DEAVER: You’re kidding, right?


BRENNAN: (to Booth) Why didn’t she say anything about you? You can be very irritating sometimes.

Cut to the trial. Booth takes the stand, as does Angela & Hodgins.


Sexy FBI testimony


Brennan takes the stand, and is clinical as they feared she would be. Booth tries to help her understand the disconnect.

BOOTH: Listen, Bones, I know you care about this case, but I think you should let them see that.

BRENNAN: So, I should perform?

BOOTH: Just a little bit, yeah. I mean, do you see how I portrayed myself as a no-nonsense, tough-guy cop?

BRENNAN: You are a no-nonsense, tough-guy cop.

BOOTH: Exactly! And I think that it wouldn’t hurt if the jury saw who you really are.

BRENNAN: Well, I don’t know who you think that is, Booth, because this is who I really am. Just this.

Michael, however, instead of encouraging his former student, cuts her down.

MICHAEL: Well, I might not use all the technical language, but I’ll try to make myself understood.

LEVITT: Objection, Your Honor. The witness is impugning another witness.

MICHAEL: With respect to my former student, Dr. Brennan, with findings like these, I don’t know why she became a forensic anthropologist. She seems to have ignored all but her preconceived notions.

MEREDITH: Do you disagree with Dr. Brennan’s data?

MICHAEL: Well, sometimes doctors can use data to confuse a very simple situation. I mean, I’m a doctor and I could hardly follow her.

MICHAEL: This case is about people. Not incomprehensible technical jargon. I don’t think that these people should be convicted of murder just because Dr. Brennan sounds smart.

LEVITT: Your Honor, really?

JUDGE: The jury will disregard Professor Stires’ personal view of Dr. Brennan.

Booth agrees to get the lawyer to give Brennan another chance. Goodman steps in to advise her on the next step.

BRENNAN: The jury likes Michael better than they like me. Apparently, that’s a problem. Are they stupid?

GOODMAN: Compared to you, yes, they are stupid. However, compared to you, most of the world is a little stupid.

BRENNAN: I’m a better forensic anthropologist that Michael Stires.

GOODMAN: Which is why two years ago I hired you instead of him.

BRENNAN: Michael applied for this job?


BRENNAN: His credentials are better than mine.

GOODMAN: Yes. But you are the more rational, reasoned, empirical scientist. And you care. And if he tries to convince you otherwise, tell him to go to hell.

 Michael doesn’t know when to quit.

MICHAEL: I think you’re taking this too personally.

BRENNAN: You think I should be more rational?


BRENNAN: Go to hell.



MICHAEL: Tempe, you can’t personalize the work.

BRENNAN: Do you remember in Central America standing in a mass grave being guarded by soldiers? We knew that they were probably the same soldiers who had killed the people we were digging up. I was just a student. I was scared. I turned to you and I asked, “What do we do?”

MICHAEL: That was a different place and a radically different context.

BRENNAN: You said, “We tell the truth. We do not flinch.” You flinched, Michael.

Booth and the lawyer have devised a way to help the jury understand Brennan.

LEVITT: Is that why you wrap yourself up in techno-speak, so you don’t have to feel how these victims remind you of your own parents?

BRENNAN: How I feel doesn’t matter. My job doesn’t depend on it.

LEVITT: But it’s informed by it. Or are you as cold and unfeeling as you seem?

BRENNAN: I see a face on every skull. I can look at their bones and tell you how they walked, where they hurt. Maggie Schilling is real to me. The pain she suffered was real… facts can’t be ignored or dismissed because you think I’m (Brennan laughs dryly) boring or obnoxious, because I don’t matter. What I feel doesn’t matter. Only she matters. Only Maggie.

Afterwards, Angela attempts to cheer up her friend.

ANGELA: So he owes you another dinner, huh?

BRENNAN: No. I won’t be seeing him anymore.

ANGELA: Sorry.

BRENNAN: I was foolish to be so open with him. It was irrational. You know how you get when you’re tired.

ANGELA: Yeah. You wanna go out? Grab a drink?

BRENNAN: Um, I think I just want to work.


Enter Booth. Who, with perfect timing, comes in with work. He knows what she needs!

BOOTH: Hey, Bones.

BRENNAN: What is it? I’m not feeling very forgiving.

BOOTH: Yeah, I know, but, uh, we have a case.

BRENNAN: Victim is an adult male, 35 to 40 years old. From the pattern of the burning, I’d say an accelerant was used. Could you hand me my bag?

BOOTH: Yeah, sure. Listen, do you want my coat or something? It’s cold up here.

BRENNAN: If I did, I’d ask for it.


BOOTH: Yeah. Sorry. And, um, I’m sorry.

BRENNAN: You had something to accomplish. You found a logical way of getting what you needed. Probably would’ve done the same thing.


And the episode ends with them working on the scene together as a team. All is right in the world again.

Thoughts? What do you think about Brennan and her former professor? Was Booth right to give the lawyer info to humanize Brennan without her consent or did he need that element of surprise? Did Michael’s betrayal factor into Brennan wanting to maintain a work-only relationship with Booth?