Booth: Marry me. I want you to be my wife.
Hannah: Oh, Seeley. I love you. I really do. I'm just not the marrying kind.
Booth: I am.
Hannah: I know! I know you are. I just thought we would have more time before we got to this. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. What happens now?
Booth: What do you think happens now?
Hannah: Can't we just go back? I'll walk in here, you tell me how good I look, I'll say thank you, we'll have a nice dinner like this never happened. We'll just go back. Okay. Your turn. What happens now? [nods] I'll get my stuff out of your place.
Booth: How much time do you need?
Hannah: To get out of your place or get over you? [moves to walk away, but stops] I do love you, Seeley. I don't think we're done, but I can see we're done for now. I'm just not the marrying kind.
Booth: You already said that.
Hannah: I've said it plenty of times before. I guess you weren't listening.

Booth: Michelle's family to me. I'm here number one uncle.
Perry: Really? She, she didn't meantion...
Booth: I'm also a trained sniper.
Perry: Ok, wow, oh...
Booth: Listen, Perry, all right? You're a red-blooded young man and uh, Michelle's - she's an attractive young girl. So I assume that you...
Perry: What? No, no, no!
Booth: Because Michelle deserves your respect, you understand?
Perry: I do! I do respect her. We were just going to the movies tonight.
Booth: All right. And if you behave anyway less than a gentleman to her, I'll find you. I think we understand each other, right?

Booth: Monkeys are Daddy's favorite! They're just like people!
Brennan: Actually, three million base pairs of the genome differ in protein encoding and other functional areas.
Booth: What?
Brennan: The differences between chimps and humans.
Booth: I'm talking to a four-year-old, Bones.

Booth: My idea of art is a half-naked woman on the side of a van.
Sweets: That's interesting.
Booth: No, it's not interesting, Sweets, 'cause it was a joke.

Booth: Name of arresting officer.
Brennan: You. Special Agent Seeley Booth. Do you need me to spell that for you?
Booth: I think I can sound that out.
Brennan: So, when do I get the gun?
(Booth stamps the application form and shows it to her. It says DENIED)

Booth: Next time, you know, you miss me, pick up the phone, call me. We'll do lunch..or something
Brennan: *open mouthed, denying* I DO NOT miss you!
Booth: *teasing manner* Yeah..You MISS me!!Come on..
Brennan: *denying*I do not miss you!
Booth: ...say it
Brennan: *defending herself* I DO NOT MISS YOU!

Booth: No, you don't have to solve the whole case. Just tell me if I'm looking at a murder. Maybe, you know, pull a quick I.D.?
Brennan: Don't use your charm smile on me.
Booth: What? It's a mark of respect. That's all.

Booth: No. It's not a lie lie, Bones. It's more like everybody agreeing that, up to a certain age, kids deserve to live a different kind of truth.
Brennan: Okay. By that reasoning, what we should do is figure out a lie Russ could tell the girls so they wouldn't know he's in jail.
Booth: That is a brilliant Christmas idea.
Brennan: It was intended to be a scathing and incisive comment.

Booth: No. No. Uh, let's -- you think, we can go twenty minutes on this case without talking about testicles?
Sweets: Please.
Brennan: Okay.
Booth: Great.
Brennan: Booth has made a social contract with a marine biologist.
Sweets: Sorry?
Booth: [laughing] It's amazing that you go from injured testicles to the woman I'm dating. [turning to Sweets] And you, you're supposed to say, "Oh, that's interesting," in a very annoyed way.
Brennan: It's a logical transition.
Sweets: But it is very interesting.
Brennan: Booth and I are friends. Catherine is an intelligent, attractive woman, and I'm intrigued by their developing relationship.
Booth: That's nice. I think.
Sweets: Yeah. I think it is nice.
Booth: Thank you, Bones.
Sweets: Wow. You two seem to be handling dating very well. I'm impressed.
Brennan: Well, you've known me for two years, Sweets. You should expect to be impressed by me.

Booth: Nobody looks inside the casket, okay Mr. Tung?
Tung: How do I do that?
Booth: Just, um- w- Bones, how does he do that?
Brennan: Say someone enters and desires to gaze upon the visage of their dead relative one more time, in a vain effort to say goodbye to someone who can neither see nor hear them because there's no such thing as a soul--
Booth: Bones, just- ju- Bones, Bones. Just give him a reason not to show the body.
Brennan: We are encountering fluid seepage at the moment, and the body is not available for viewing just now.
Tung: I would never phrase it that way.
Booth: I know, it's perfect! It's so gross.

Booth: Oh, I'm just saying that life is a lot more than what you cook up with your chemistry sets. Miracles do happen.

Booth: Okay, could we just stop bringing up the whole Christ myth thing? 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, it 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.

Booth: Okay, what do we got?
Brennan: This one is a portion of the sacrum. It's definitely human. There's char marks. [sniffs the bone]
Booth: Oh, God. You know I hate when you sniff and smell dead things!

Booth: Okay, what's so funny?
Brennan: I just never figured you being in a relationship.
Booth: Why? Do you think something's wrong with me?
Brennan: Not wrong. You just have alpha male attributes usually associated with a solitary existence.
Booth: What, me? You're solitary.
Brennan: No, no, I'm private.

Booth: Okay, who else knows about this?
Hodgins: Us and you. That's it.
Booth: Let's keep it that way.
Hodgins: I've seen this movie. I get killed on the way home.
Booth: Then don't go home.
Hodgins: [laughs, then stops abruptly] You serious?