Man on Death Row (1×7)

“A Man on Death Row”
Episode 1×07
Written By: Noah Hawley
Directed by: David Jones

BOOTH: Name?

BRENNAN: You know my name.

BOOTH: Bones, you are making an official request to the FBI to be allowed to carry a concealed weapon. I have to follow protocol.

BRENNAN: It’s ridiculous.

BOOTH: Fine, then we’re done here. Do you wanna get some coffee…?

BRENNAN: My name is Dr Temperance Brennan.

BOOTH: Reason for wanting a gun?

BRENNAN: To shoot people.

BOOTH: Not a good response.

BRENNAN: It’s the truth.

BOOTH: You know, I’m writing “self-defense in the performance of my duties pursuing suspected felons as contracted out to the FBI.”

BRENNAN: So I can shoot them.

BOOTH: Ever been charged with a felony?

BRENNAN: Charged, or convicted?

BOOTH: Charged.

BRENNAN: You know I have.

BOOTH: I have to ask the questions.

BRENNAN: Bureaucratic nonsense.

BOOTH: Nevertheless, name of the arresting officer?

BRENNAN: You… Special Agent Seeley Booth. Do you need me to spell that for you?

BOOTH: I can sound that out.

BRENNAN: So when do I get the gun?

BOOTH: You can’t have a gun.

BRENNAN: Why not?

BOOTH: Because you were charged with a felony.

BRENNAN: Write down that you were wrong to charge me.

BOOTH: Oh, there’s no space for that.

BRENNAN: Why’d we go through all of this if you were never going to give me a gun?

BOOTH: You have a constitutional right to apply for a weapon. I would never deny your constitutional right.

BRENNAN: But I need a gun!

BOOTH: Rules are rules.

BRENNAN: Tell them that I shot a murderer who was going to light me on fire.

BOOTH: Which is why you weren’t convicted. But you did shoot an unarmed man. I… I can’t ignore that. I swore an oath to protect society from people who shoot people.

BRENNAN: It was only his leg, and he’s in jail for the rest of his life, how much is he gonna use it anyway?

BOOTH: You have the right to an appeal.


BOOTH: Bones, you don’t need a gun. If anyone needs shooting, I’ll do it.

BRENNAN: What if you’re injured or dead, and someone still needs shooting? Well, I’m not hoping it’ll happen, I’m just stating a possibility.

BOOTH: Come on, you know what, Bones? You’re a professor; you’re not an FBI agent. Use your mutant powers… just talk people to death.

A defense attorney comes onto the scene and we hear a name that has a prominent place in Bones lore.

AMY: You remember Howard Epps?

BOOTH: Not likely to forget him.

AMY: Howard Epps deserves five minutes of consideration from the man who put him on death row.

BOOTH: I arrested Howard Epps, okay? It was the jury who sentenced him to die.

She gets Booth to take a meeting with Epps.

BOOTH: I’d ask how you were doing, Howard, but I guess we both know the answer.


EPPS: Agent Booth. Did you come to apologize?

BOOTH: I’m not the one who beat a 17-year-old girl to death. Your attorney wants me to look you in the face.

EPPS: Why?

BOOTH: She thinks you’re innocent.

EPPS: She’s right about that. I didn’t kill anybody. Unlike you, the sniper.


Oh, Booth. No one lets you forget that.


But back in the lab, important things are being discovered. Hodgins and Zack are racing beetles!

HODGINS: What if they get mixed up?

ZACK: I can tell them apart. That’s Jeff, and that’s Ollie. I win.

HODGINS: What do you… what? That one was mine.

ZACK: You had Jeff, I had Ollie. Ollie won. You owe me a buck.

HODGINS: You want in on the action, Angela?

ANGELA: No, thank you. I’m going to go have sex.

ANGELA: (to Brennan) Sure you don’t want to come? Troy can call a friend.

BRENNAN: I’ve been waiting months for these. It’s a partial skeleton from southern France. The Institute…

ANGELA: You know, the whole point of the week is the weekend. This is not the cabaret, my friend. Life is the cabaret. Come to the cabaret. It’s like describing the moon to a mole.

HODGINS: I demand another beetle, alright? Jeff’s got a groin pull.

ZACK: Arthropods do not possess groins. Pay up.


 Love that squint squad!

Booth comes in and asks Brennan for help on the Epps case.

BOOTH: It’s a weekend deal. Off the books. But if you have plans…

BRENNAN: Wait. This is a personal favor you’re asking?

BOOTH: Not for me, for Amy.

BRENNAN: Well, your personal favor would be for Amy, but mine would be for you, strictly speaking.

BOOTH: Please do me a favor. Please?

Brennan’s response is very telling. She jumps right in to do this favor for her partner. She turns Angela down, but can find the time for Booth!

BRENNAN: Any remains withheld from burial?

BOOTH: Not after the last appeal.

BRENNAN: I’d need X-rays from the ME and the coroner. Originals, the copies are useless. Bone scrapings, lab results, tox screens.

BOOTH: All the evidence will be here within an hour.

BRENNAN: I’ll ask the others, but I won’t order them. They might have plans.

BOOTH: It’s Friday night, and they’re racing beetles.

Hodgins gets confused by Booth’s involvement in this case.

BRENNAN: Because Booth was the agent that arrested Howard Epps in the first place.

HODGINS: Wait. You’re trying to save someone you arrested for murder?

Booth and his code of honor always seem to be clashing with his self-preservation. While he talks with the victim’s parents, Brennan works with Epps’ defense attorney. And the subject of Booth is on their minds 🙂

AMY: So, are you seeing each other?


AMY: You and Booth.

BRENNAN: No. No, we’re working together.

AMY: Cause I’m picking up a bit of a sex vibe.

BRENNAN: No, that’s tension. He has a girlfriend.

AMY: Figures. Should’ve jumped him when I had the chance.

BRENNAN: You’re really interested in Booth?

AMY: You aren’t?


AMY: Well then why are you helping him?

BRENNAN: Because he asked me. He said please.

AMY: Come on. You think he’s hot.

BRENNAN: No. Not at all. This is a very interesting case.

Booth is feeling the heat at work…

CULLEN: You want to start, or shall I?

BOOTH: I’m sorry sir, I…

CULLEN: I’ll start. I’m thinking of suspending you for freelancing on a death penalty case we cleared seven years ago.

BOOTH: My intention was just to tie up a few loose ends.

CULLEN: If you want to question him, fine. Is that the end of your involvement, Agent Booth?

BOOTH: Not exactly. They’re moving to exhume the victim’s body, sir.

CULLEN: On whose recommendation?

BOOTH: The young idealist lawyer… and Dr. Brennan.

CULLEN: Got the squints involved. Well, if she shoots anybody this time, I sure the hell hope it’s you.

Booth and Brennan share the same zeal for the truth…

AMY: Judge Cohen, I have the arresting officer right here. The primary investigator.

COHEN: Agent Booth. Have you suddenly decided that Howard Epps is not guilty?


AMY: Booth!

BOOTH: I think there are doubts, and when it comes to an execution, there shouldn’t be any doubts.


AMY: This is so barbaric. When are they gonna put a stop to the damn death penalty?

BRENNAN: I believe in the death penalty.

AMY: What?

BRENNAN: There are certain people that shouldn’t be in this world. The people who hacked hundreds of innocent children to death in Rwanda, beheaded them at their desks at school. The people who did that? They should be executed.

AMY: So why do you care about Epps?

BRENNAN: Because the facts have to add up. Drop me at the lab, please.

Even in their search for the truth of the case, Brennan needs to find out more of Booth’s truth.

BRENNAN: I need a shovel…Are you gonna help?

BOOTH: Well I would, but this is a $1200 suit.

BRENNAN: Are you kidding me? I haven’t slept in 48 hours and you’re worried about your suit? Get over here.

BOOTH: Fine. Can I get a shovel? Thanks.




BRENNAN: What would you usually be doing?

BOOTH: What?

BRENNAN: If it were a normal weekend.

BOOTH: You want to discuss this now?

BRENNAN: Compared to you with your multiple sex partners…

BOOTH: You know, that’s none of your business, okay? I’m not having sex with Amy, and I have never ever cheated on any woman that I’ve ever been with. Never!

BRENNAN: I just asked what you’d normally be doing.

BOOTH: I’d be at a movie, dancing… being with somebody that I care about. (which he’s doing right now even though its a crime scene!) You?

But this truth fest is interrupted by finding skulls.

BOOTH: Epps. It was Epps. He snatched April from the park after she ran from Ross, and brought her here to his killing grounds.

BRENNAN: Why did he take her back to the park?

BOOTH: He watched them have sex; he saw them argue. Epps knew suspicions would fall on Ross, and he took her back.

BRENNAN: And stole her car.

BOOTH: We got played.

BRENNAN: What? How?

BOOTH: Either way, Epps wins. We find Ross, the execution is stopped. We find these bodies…

BRENNAN: The execution is stayed until these murders are investigated.

BOOTH: If I don’t make this call, he’s gonna be dead in half an hour.

BRENNAN: But these women, they deserve to be heard. It’s what we do, Booth.

EPPS: And I owe you too. I read your book. When I read you were working with Booth here, I knew you were just what I needed.


Fierce Brennan breaks his wrist in response.

BRENNAN: You gonna arrest me for assault?

BOOTH: From what I saw, purely self defense.

BRENNAN: Maybe I shouldn’t carry a gun after all.

BOOTH: Hell, you can have mine.

Time for a Sid’s post-case wrap up!

BRENNAN: Are you in trouble with your boss?

BOOTH: I’m sorry for wrecking your weekend for nothing.

BRENNAN: No, not for nothing.

BOOTH: Come on, you know what I mean. You know, all that running around, it didn’t change anything. Epps was guilty. He was always guilty.

BRENNAN: There was doubt. We had an obligation to respect that doubt. We all share in the death of every human being.

BOOTH: Very poetic.

BRENNAN: No, very literal. We all share DNA. When I look at a bone, it’s not some artifact that I can separate from myself. It’s a part of a person who got here the same way I did. It should never be easy to take someone’s life. I don’t care who it is. What? What?

BOOTH: You know, you’ve been practicing your Nobel Prize speech just a little too much.

Sid hands Booth his favorite snack! Pie predated the diner!

SID: Apple pie, hot cup of joe. To simple pleasures, my friends. Simple pleasures.


And once more, because it’s funny-



Thoughts, feelings, observations? I just love how Brennan can’t stop trying to figure out the puzzle of Booth and how Booth feels like he always has to defend his lifestyle to her. They both protest so much!

Pic of the day 6/5



David on Emily:

“I stare at Emily’s eyes and it’s like the galaxy. I just watch and observe many, many moons.”

“It’s a fantasic journey. I look into Emily’s eyes and I see nothing but deep blue seas …. and cashmere sweaters …”

DB’s music video

I can’t remember if we’ve talked about this (I’m sure we have!), but I was just listening to a 90s music playlist on YouTube and this little gem popped up. If you haven’t seen it, enjoy the silent DB angstiness that happens throughout the video! Bonus Jaime cameo at the end 🙂

The Man in the Wall (1×6)

So we open on Angela and Brennan having evening plans…

ANGELA: Come on, honey. If we don’t leave now, we won’t get into the club.

But Brennan is busy…

BRENNAN: I really should catalog that skull. It’s in the museum’s exhibit on the French Revolution.

ANGELA: Yeah, Pepé le Pew is more important that booze and boys.

BRENNAN: I don’t think that’s his name.

They make it to said club…

ANGELA: Feels good, doesn’t it? Being with people who are alive?

BRENNAN: It’s very stimulating, I have to admit.

ANGELA: We are so gonna tear it up tonight.

BRENNAN: That’s slang, right?

BRENNAN: Is my costume all right?

ANGELA: Sweetie, it’s not a costume. It’s a cute outfit. And yes, it looks perfect .

BRENNAN: I love this music.

ANGELA: Deejay Rulz, he is so hot.

BRENNAN: It’s so tribal.

ANGELA: Don’t say “tribal”, sweetie.

BRENNAN: Why? Oh, because of all the black people?

Classic Brennan.

ANGELA: Sweetie, just for tonight, have fun, stop dissecting and take part.

BRENNAN: African-Americans aren’t the only ones with tribal heritage.

WOMAN #1: You say we’re natives of some tribe?

BRENNAN: Anthropologically speaking, we’re all members of tribes.

WOMAN #2: You better shut your mouth.

BRENNAN: I just meant hip-hop mirrors the direct visceral connection you see in tribal communication.

MAN #1: What?

BRENNAN: After the Cartesians split in the 17th century, we separated our mind from our bodies the numinous from the animalistic.

WOMAN #1: Are you calling me an animal, fool?

WOMAN #3: No, fool. She’s using Descartes’ philosophy to say she’s down with the music.

So Brennan is not good at mingling. Shocker.  Of course, this leads to the finding of the man in the wall.

FURST: Are you sure she can handle this?

BOOTH: No one in our lab knows the first thing about dealing with a mummy. I’d have to call her in anyway.

FURST: She assaulted two agents who were trying to tape off the body.

BRENNAN: They were trying to compromise the remains.

So Booth is still having to fight to bring Brennan in on cases. Fierce Brennan is still assaulting people who get in her way!

FURST: A cloud of meth covered the dance floor. I think they’ve inhaled quite a lot.

BOOTH: Are you two high?


ANGELA: Only by accident, so it doesn’t count.

BRENNAN: Why’d you bring Tessa? This doesn’t seem like such a great date.

TESSA: We were out to dinner when he got your call. Your pupils are the size of saucers.

Ladies, ladies.

Hilariously high Brennan attempts to help Booth.

BOOTH: You run this place Mr. Hall? Interesting, you know, cause we know found some drugs on—

BRENNAN: Found them, we found ‘em.

BOOTH: Alright, we found some drugs on the dead guy. We’re gonna want to know where they came from, why he had them.


BOOTH: Why he had them. Any idea who he is?

BRENNAN: A— (gets another look from Booth and turns away).

BOOTH: Any ideas?

HALL: The guy barely looks human. What makes you think I’d recognize him?

BOOTH: Bones, how does something like this happen?

BRENNAN: Well, the Egyptians would give the body a cedar oil enema and then rinse it with wine and cover it with salt. But I don’t think that’s what happened here.


BOOTH: Bones, you are totally wasted.

BRENNAN: Zack! Zack! Zack! Come here! Come here! Isn’t this a beautiful specimen of mummification?


ZACK: What’s going on?

BOOTH: Let’s just say your boss inhaled.


BRENNAN: See how perfectly dried and preserved the skin is? You don’t find something like this every day. Hey Tessa, have you seen it?

ANGELA: It’s so hard to believe that you two would be a couple. You know, cop and lawyer. It’s very touching.

TESSA: I’m gonna grab a cab.

Say it with me everyone: “Bye Felicia!”

Side note: When I was looking for pictures of this episode, I stumbled upon something that actually exists…


The next day, a rough looking Brennan is rehydrating the hands of the mummy to get fingerprints. They ID the victim and get to investigating. Brennan does NOT feel good.

BOOTH: I never knew this side of you Bones.

BRENNAN: It’s Deejay Mount.

BOOTH: You’re hung over, doesn’t this make your head explode?

BRENNAN: I grabbed a couple of hours of sleep on my couch and showered in the lab’s decontamination room.

BOOTH: You really know how to live.

BRENNAN: Angela said rap artists sometimes kill each other over the music. Jam Master Jay, Tupac, Biggie.

BOOTH: Do you even know who you’re talking about?

BRENNAN: Yeah, I’ve done my googling.


Meanwhile, Zack is trying to understand the idea of going out on the town.

ZACK: Was it fun coming to the club?

BRENNAN: Yeah, before the drugs and the dead body. Tilt—tilt down.

ZACK: Seems so primitive. Being in a crowd of strangers, gyrating to music.

BRENNAN: You’ve never danced?

ZACK: I’ve been told I look like a marionette in a windstorm.

BRENNAN: You would’ve fit right in last night.

 Booth gets to investigating the victim’s life.

TAYLOR: How they are portraying my boy in the newspapers is wrong. If his mother was live, it would kill her. I taught him a relationship with Jesus. Do you understand, sir? A personal relationship with Jesus.


BOOTH: With all due respect, sir, sometimes when kids grow up, they change, they move away from what they were taught.

TAYLOR: Some iniquity killed my boy. You know that word, Agent Booth? It’s from the Bible.

BOOTH: “Deliver me from the workers of iniquity and save me from bloody men.”

TAYLOR: You know your Psalms, sir. I can trust that you will find out what happened to my boy?

BOOTH: Yes, sir.

TAYLOR: Then I’m glad I came by.

 They find a charm at the crime scene. Angela fishes for info.

ANGELA: Do you buy Tessa jewelry?

BOOTH: I really don’t want to talk about that right now.

ANGELA: Too much of a commitment. I just thought because you two were going away—

BOOTH: Do you have anything yet?

ANGELA: Yeah, that’s a real diamond. Hey, why don’t you get a belly button ring? That’s not too much of a commitment.

Booth: Yeah, that’s great.

Back to interrogating and car bickering…

BOOTH: No—you know, I think I need a vacation. I think you do too.

BRENNAN: Well, I’m not the one who’s snippy.

BOOTH: Snippy? What are you, like 70?

BRENNAN: See what I mean? I think you should find a nice relaxing place to go on that vacation. Somewhere where you can get a massage, maybe do some yoga.

BOOTH: I don’t do yoga. Push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups. That’s what I do.

BRENNAN: Yeah, that’s more cardiovascular. Yoga deals more with—

BOOTH: Why exactly are we talking about this?

BRENNAN: Because you’re tense.

BOOTH: Because we’re talking.

The squint squad is obsessed with vacation talk during this episode. Now Brennan asks Zack about it.

BRENNAN: Do you ever go on vacation?

ZACK: I take my vacation when you take your vacation.

BRENNAN: What do you do?

ZACK: Go back home to Michigan, see the family. I have three brothers and four sisters.

BRENNAN: Do you enjoy that?

ZACK: God, no. I made the mistake of telling them I work with corpses and skeletons—they think I’m a freak.

BRENNAN: Then why do you go?

ZACK: It’s my family. They love me.

And our favorite conspiracy theorist is at it again, though he is building a bond with Booth despite that.

HODGINS: You may want the stooges at the FBI who are experts due to your so-called drug war, to run a comparison. But I’d say the methamphetamine on these bills matches the meth found with Deejay Mount behind the wall.

BOOTH: Come on, Hodgins. Hey, you’re a smart guy. You’re a smart guy, look up from your microscope, huh? These are real people we’re trying to figure out here, ok.

HODGINS: Maybe she was just using Mount, setting him up to get his drugs and money.

BOOTH: Very nice, Hodgins.


BOOTH: Yeah.

HODGINS: Real question is, where does she go next?

BOOTH: You’re on fire man.

HODGINS: After she left her brother’s place because that is where she met her untimely end.

BOOTH: You know what? I’m gonna turn you into an investigator yet.


ANGELA: Jamaica? God, that’s incredible.

Tessa comes to the lab and of course Angela is all up in it.

TESSA: Umm, it’s a bed and breakfast. There are these coral cliffs…

BOOTH: Snorkeling, kayaking.

ANGELA: Oh, you two are so ready for the pre-shacking up test vacation.

BOOTH: What do you mean?

ANGELA: You have keys to each other’s places. You’ve done the weekend away a couple times. Yeah, it’s time for the ten-day vacation. You know, Jamaica’s like a dry run for living together only with rum punch and steel drums.

TESSA:Yeah, see you later. Living together? Silly.

Shades of Hannah all the way back in Season 1.

The case continues and Booth is getting all fierce. 


BOOTH: You know what? I’m gonna spread the pain, all right? That’s my new motto.

BRENNAN: Wait, I can help spread pain. Wait!

*I can be a duck!*

HALL: It’s harassment, I’ll sue.

BOOTH: I’m gonna harass you every chance I get.

HALL: I’m not somebody you want to mess with.

BOOTH: Did you just poke me? Did he just poke me with his little stick?

HALL: This is my place. If I want to poke someone, I do it. Come on.

BOOTH: All right, how easily do you think I scare?

BRENNAN: Hey, Booth! Don’t break the cane. Arrest him and confiscate the cane as evidence. I need the cane.

BOOTH: Arrest him for what? He’s the guy who pointed a gun at a federal agent.

BRENNAN: Uttering threats or smelling bad or anything. It’s the cane we want.

Back to the Tessa storyline…

ANGELA: Get this, I called Tessa to tell her a couple places she should check out in Jamaica. She’s not going.

BRENNAN: What happened?

ANGELA: Well, she said something came up at work, but I know the truth.

BRENNAN: What truth?

ANGELA: They got freaked out by stage six.

BRENNAN: What’s…what’s stage six?

ANGELA: One, spend the night. Two, spend the weekend. Three, exchange keys. Four, sexy weekend getaway. Five, extended vacation, inevitably followed by six—move in together.

BRENNAN: I’m an anthropologist. I know the stages of everything, you made those up.

ANGELA: I did not.

BRENNAN: Yes, you did.

ANGELA: They got to stage five, and they balked.

BRENNAN: Not Booth, Booth did not balk.

ANGELA: Sweetie, it’s always the guy.

BRENNAN: Booth is not a balker.

Love the faith Brennan already has in Booth. And of course, we see them at Wong Foo’s.


BRENNAN: Getting yourself in the mood?

BOOTH: Trying. You know, this really isn’t gonna be the type of vacation I was hoping for.


BOOTH: Tessa’s not going. Something came up at work.

BRENNAN: That’s too bad. I’m sorry. Hey, I like going on vacations by myself.

BOOTH: Really?

BRENNAN: Sure, nothing wrong with being alone.

BOOTH: No, I mean, you like to go on vacation?

BRENNAN: Yeah, I go places all the time.

BOOTH: Do you ever just, you know, sit on the beach…pretend there’s no such thing as skeletons?

BRENNAN: Is that in any way fun?

BOOTH: When was the last time you got away?

BRENNAN: Got away from what?

BOOTH: Oh, Bones, you know, because what usually happens to me…I think about not coming back.

BRENNAN: Seriously?

BOOTH: Yeah, you know, you go with someone you joke about not going back to your real life…the two of you laugh. But when you’re alone, the world is full of possibilities.

BRENNAN: See you next week.



Oh Booth. So, do you think Tessa’s freakout was due to Angela’s poking around and/or seeing him with Brennan out in the field and in the lab?

Tessa is so much like Hannah, I didn’t realize it at the time, but its so, so similar.

A Boy in a Bush (1×5)

[From a podium on stage, Dr. Brennan is giving a lecture to a large group of anthropology students. Behind her shines a slide showing a variety of what look to be skull fragments.]


BRENNAN: …the F.B.I. and the Jeffersonian have forged a mutually beneficial, if somewhat tense, relationship which survives to this day. Thank you.


GOODMAN: Thank you, Dr. Brennan. Are there any questions?

After a few student questions, Booth just can’t stay out of it!


BOOTH: I have a question regarding role of the F.B.I. in your book: Who do you base the brilliant and insightful Special Agent Andy Lister on?  Because, you know, I’m pretty sure it was me.



BRENNAN: What are you doing here, Booth?

He’s there to fetch her for a case, but stops at the sight of her new car.


BRENNAN: What? My publishers gave it to me.

BOOTH: Gave it to you?

BRENNAN: Book sales are pretty good. It’s supposed to be a nice car.

BOOTH: Gave it to you?

BRENNAN: How about I drive for once?

BOOTH: No, I cannot show up at a crime scene in that.


BOOTH: Because it would detract from the gravity of my F.B.I. presence.

They find out the victim is a child and the squints have a hard time with the remains. Meanwhile, there’s  party planned and everyone’s invited!

GOODMAN: These are invitations to a banquet.

BRENNAN: You called a special meeting to invite us to a party?

GOODMAN: Don’t this of it as an invitation, consider it a summons. It’s for donors. When I said you should think of this invitation as a summons, I understated. It’s a subpoena. A grand-jury subpoena. Ignore it at your own peril.

BRENNAN: You’re not gonna fire us if we don’t go.

GOODMAN: No, not fire you, but I can move your parking spot to Lot M. Enjoy the shuttle ride.

Early Brennan is great at showing her humanity:


BRENNAN: Something wrong?

ZACK: These are the smallest remains I’ve ever worked on.

BRENNAN: That’s a valid observation, Zack, but it’s not helpful to the investigation.

ZACK: Sorry, Dr. Brennan.

BRENNAN: I was at Waco, Branch Davidian compound. I helped identify children who had been killed in the fire. Seventeen of them.

ZACK: So, you’re saying I’ll get used to it?

BRENNAN: No, I’m saying you’ll never get used to it.

ZACK: So, I’m always going to feel terrible?

BRENNAN: What helps me is to pull back emotionally. Just… put your heart in a box.

ZACK: I am not good with metaphor, Dr. Brennan.

BRENNAN: Focus on the details.

ZACK: Details. Yeah, I can do that.

While they progress on the case, Angela tries to get to the bottom of Hodgins’ anger with the party invitation…

ANGELA: I get that you’re a little off-kilter. Mad at the government, conspiracy of dunces, all that. Maybe even furious that you’ve had to mount a little boy’s jawbone inside a box to find out what killed him. What I don’t get is why going to a banquet makes you angry. Anger is only fear, turned inwards.

However, she is struggling with her own job at the Jeffersonian in general.


BRENNAN: Are you thinking of leaving the Jeffersonian?

ANGELA: I’m not really this person.

BRENNAN: What person?

ANGELA: I’m not like you. I’m not driven by the need for justice and all that. I’m a good-time girl.

BRENNAN: We have good times.

ANGELA: Cracking jokes over murdered skeletons is not good times.

ANGELA: This is the longest I’ve ever had a job. That’s because of you.

BRENNAN: If this is about hours, or time to do your own art, then-

ANGELA: Just let me work on it, okay? I’m an artist. I used to draw naked guys. Now I draw dead guys.

BRENNAN: I’m afraid Angela might quit.

BOOTH: I’m amazed she stuck it out this long.


BOOTH: Oh, because she’s human. I’m sorry, Bones, it’s just that, you know, uh… Angela didn’t get the same training that the rest of you got on, uh, planet Vulcan.

BRENNAN: I don’t know what that means.

BOOTH: She’s more sensitive.

ZACK: Who’s more sensitive?

BRENNAN: Angela.

BOOTH: She likes puppies and kitties and ducklings, and, you know, Jell-O shots and, you know, dancing on bars.

BRENNAN: I know that. She’s my best friend. And Angela’s not the only person in the world who likes baby animals.

ZACK: I never got the big attraction.

During the investigation, they find out that the victim’s mother is not his biological mother; she took the child from an addict. Booth pursues the proper channels, but Brennan is unhappy.

BOOTH: She confessed to kidnapping.

BRENNAN: Margaret Sanders did nothing more than respond to the anthropological imperative. She saw an orphan, and reacted.

BOOTH: This is not a National Geographic study, okay? This is the suburbs.

BRENNAN: Why would she kill the boy? She obviously loved him.

BOOTH: There are situations, right? The kid gets sick, he doesn’t turn out to be what you wanted. I bet that you could give me a dozen examples of societies that have killed their own young.

BRENNAN: What about Shawn and David Cook? Where do they go now?

BOOTH: Back into the system.

BRENNAN: Do you have any idea how bad the foster care system is?

BOOTH: Do you? What do you want to do, hmm? Do you want to kidnap them, the way that she kidnapped Charlie?

BRENNAN: I want you to let them go home to Margaret Sanders.

BOOTH: It’s not gonna happen.

At the lab, they start to uncover the mystery that is Hodgins…

ZACK: I mean, what makes you think I know Hodgins better than anyone else?

ANGELA: You’re roommates.

ZACK: I live above his garage.

ANGELA: But you see a lot of each other.

ZACK: Not really.

ANGELA: He drives you to work.

ZACK: I’ve never been up to the main house.

ANGELA: The main house?

ZACK: It’s at the opposite end of the driveway on the other side of the tennis courts across from pond.

BOOTH: Well, he must be one of those Hodgins.

ZACK: Who are ‘those’ Hodgins?

BOOTH: You know, the Cantilever Group Hodgins?

ANGELA: Oh my God.

ZACK: The same Cantilever Group that generates more G.N.P. than Europe?

ANGELA: Get this. They are the single biggest donors to the Jeffersonian Institution.

BOOTH: That makes Hodgins your boss.

ANGELA: What do you guys even talk about when he drives you to work?

ZACK: I mostly sleep. Hodgins mostly yells at the radio.

Booth has to interrogate the victim’s brother…but both he and Brennan have to struggle with their emotional connections to the situation.


BOOTH: Shawn, you know what that is?

SHAWN: A scar?

BOOTH: Yeah. Got it when I was playing soldier with my brother Jared.

SHAWN: Did it hurt?

BOOTH: Yeah, it hurt. But it was an accident. You got any scars?

SHAWN: My dad did it with a cigarette.

BOOTH: He shouldn’t have done that.


BRENNAN: Foster kids are powerless. They’re treated like garbage. You’re in a position to do something about it, and all you have to say is ‘He’s not being aggressive enough’?

PROSECUTOR: Dr. Brennan, you know this boy may very well have beaten a child to death with a rock?

Booth, sensing this is personal and important to Brennan, helps out:

BOOTH: Bones, I thought you’d like to know that Shawn and David are in emergency care. Pulled some strings, you know, to make sure they- they get to stay together.

BRENNAN: That’s good, thanks.

BOOTH: It’s the best I could do.

BRENNAN: Yeah, I understand.

BOOTH: No, you say you understand, but you don’t. Not really. I mean, if you don’t like the rule, you ignore it, right?

BOOTH: I can’t have that. And if you want to do this-

BRENNAN: Do what?

BOOTH: Work on cases, you know, with me. Outside the lab. If you wanna do that, I need to know that you will respect the law.

BRENNAN: Tell you what, if I can’t respect the law, I can at least respect you.

BOOTH: Well- Yeah, that’ll work, too.

Hodgins tries to get the nosy but well-meaning squint squad off his back:

HODGINS: The reason that I do not want to go to that banquet is that the other members of the ruling elite will make a big fuss about seeing me. My secret will be out and my life, this life that I love, will be ruined. I’m asking you, please, please just let me be Jack Hodgins who works in the lab.

Brennan insists on questioning the victim’s brother.

BRENNAN: You have to get Shawn to tell you where he took Charlie when they left the mall.

BOOTH: He won’t talk to me.

BRENNAN: Let me do it. I know what to say.

BRENNAN: Do you remember me, Shawn?

SHAWN: The museum lady. The one who’s so smart.

BRENNAN: Yeah, I’m pretty smart. Smart enough to know that you didn’t kill Charlie. You don’t have to say anything, Shawn. Just listen. They give you a garbage bag to carry all your stuff, like they’re telling you everything you own is garbage. And then you have to go to a new school in clothes that smell like garbage bags.

SHAWN: All the regular kids know you’re a foster kid. How do you know what it’s like?

BRENNAN: They bounce you from place to place, and it’s never home. Sometimes the foster parents are nice.

BRENNAN: The man you took Charlie to, the man who hurt him, he knows that. You didn’t know that he’d hurt Charlie, but he did. And then he told you that Margaret would blame you, that she’d hate you. But this man is lying to you, Shawn. I can make sure that you go back to Margaret.

SHAWN: How? You work at a museum.

BRENNAN: I have a friend at the FBI. If I ask him to, he will make sure that you and David get to live with Margaret again.

Brennan makes a bold promise that Booth has to now see through.

BOOTH: Oh, man.

BRENNAN: But you have to tell me who hurt Charlie.

BOOTH: I’m gonna need your help to keep the promises she made to that boy.

PROSECUTOR: Hey, I- I can’t promise-

BOOTH: Mrs. Johnson, my people and your people are gonna have to make this happen.

SHAWN: What if Margaret doesn’t want me anymore? Charlie was her real son.

BRENNAN: Charlie wasn’t her biological son either. Charlie was just like you: someone that Margaret chose to love. I don’t think we should let that man take you and David and Charlie away from Margaret, do you?

BRENNAN: We should stop him. You and I should stop him.


(I miss when Brennan was a human. How would she have handled this in seasons 10-12?!)

BOOTH: Look, I’m sorry.

BRENNAN: For what?

BOOTH: You have personal experience in the system.

BRENNAN: I was a foster child until my grandfather got me out.  (<———oops!)

BOOTH: Yeah, when you said ‘They take you away from your brother,’ I kind of had the feeling you weren’t talking about David Cook.

BRENNAN: Booth, I’ll tell you all about it one day, but tonight I have to get dressed for a party.

And now, for a famous line in Bones history:



Booth steps in again, this time to help Hodgins.


BOOTH: Dr. Goodman, we need Hodgins in the lab tonight. FBI needs this analyzed by morning.

HODGINS: Uh, I’ll get right on it.

GOODMAN: Wait a minute, what case file is this?

BRENNAN: Am I supposed to know about it?

ANGELA: Booth mentioned it to me earlier today.

BRENNAN: That’s good enough for me.

GOODMAN: Fine. You’re off the hook, Dr. Hodgins. Let’s not keep the limo waiting.

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HODGINS (to Booth): Thanks.

And now, for a little bit of B&B togetherness….


BOOTH: You look nice. Better than nice, you look, uh… very…

BRENNAN: Thanks.

BOOTH: Bones, how did you know I was gonna keep your promise?

BRENNAN: What promise?

BOOTH: To get Shawn and David back with Margaret Sanders.

BRENNAN: Maybe I was lying. To catch the bad guy. I learned that trick from you. The end justifies the means.