Booth: Randall Hall, he's behind this. Randall Hall, okay? He killed these two people. We know it, he did it. We just can't touch him and there's no evidence linking him to the drugs, the cash or either body except for a couple of damn bone dimples.
Brennan: I'll keep looking at the remains, maybe find the evidence we need.
Booth: I can't let it stand.
Brennan: What?
Booth: You know what? I'm going to spread the pain. All right, that's my new motto.
[Booth turns and leaves. Brennan chases behind him.]
Brennan: Wait, I can help spread pain. Wait!

Booth: She hated the guy. My guess is she got 10 G's stuffed in her mattress back in Trailerville.

Booth: So, is it him?
Brennan: It's him. But here's the kickster--
Booth: Kicker, Bones. Here's the kicker.
Brennan: Oh.

Booth: The FBI doesn't have jurisdiction on a golf course.
Brennan: Well who does?
Booth: I don't know, try the PGA. You know, you've done a couple of cases without me and you miss me.
Brennan: Zack misses you, not me.
Booth: Zack and I don't even talk!
Brennan: He seems to think it's a male bonding ritual.
Booth: Maybe he's right.
Brennan: No it's not.
Booth: Could be.
Brennan: You told him that so you wouldn't have to talk to him!
Booth: Well it was nicer than shooting him!

Booth: Voodoo... [laughs] Who's gonna believe that stuff?
Brennan: It's a religion. No crazier than... well, what are you?
Booth: Catholic.
Brennan: They believe in the same saints you do. And prayer. What they call spells, you call miracles. They have priests.
Booth: We don't make zombies.
Brennan: Jesus rose from the dead after three days.
Booth: Jesus is not a zombie! I shouldn't even have to tell you that.

Booth: We're dealing with someone here who devalues an entire culture: terrorizing people by using God to justify mass murder.
Brennan: You're making it personal. That doesn't help.
Booth: It is personal, Bones. All of us die a little bit on one like this.

Booth: Well, in your book, your partner's a former Olympic boxer who graduated from Harvard and spoke six different languages. In real life, you got me.
Brennan: So what you're saying is that reality falls far, far short of the fictional.
Booth: Yeah. Thanks a lot, Bones.

Booth: What are you trying to do?
Brennan: Blackmail you.
Booth: Blackmail a federal agent?
Brennan: Yes.
Booth: I don't like it.
Brennan: I'm fairly certain you're not supposed to.
Booth: Fine. You're in.

Booth: What's it going to take?
Brennan: Full participation in the case.
Booth: Fine.
Brennan: Not just lab work. Everything.
Booth: What? You want me to spit in my hand? We're Scully and Mulder.
Brennan: I don't know what that means.

Booth: Why does he need a driver?
Zack: I can't drive.
Booth: You're a genius who can't drive?
Zack: If you knew what I know about structural design, you wouldn't drive either.
Hodgins: You want in on the action?
Angela: No thank you. I'm going to go have sex.
Hodgins: Have a good time.
Zack: Yeah, okay...

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 is no space for that.

Booth: You don't seem too upset about missing Christmas.
Brennan: Indications are that Christ, if he existed, was born in late spring, and the celebration of his birth was shifted to coincide with the pagan rite of the winter solstice so that early Christians weren't persecuted.
Booth: What are you, like, the Christmas killer?
Brennan: It's the truth.
Booth: No, it sounds like the truth because it's so rational, right? But the... you know, the true truth is you hate Christmas, so you just spout out all these facts and you ruin it for everyone else.
Brennan: I ruin the true truth with facts?

Booth: You have the right to appeal.
Brennan': To whom? Cullen? I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me.
Booth: I'm pretty sure you're right.

Booth: You know, I'm sorry for wrecking your weekend for nothing.
Brennan: No, not for nothing.
Booth: Ah, 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. (very earnestly) 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. (Booth stares at her intently for a long while) What? (he continues to stare and a smile begins to form on his lips) What?
Booth: You know you've been practicing your Nobel prize speech just a little too much.

Booth: You know, if this works, I'm gonna buy you a puppy.
Brennan: That would be inadvisable.