[Brennan is trying to coax a child not to cry.]
Brennan: Dancing phalanges! Dancing phalanges! [waggles her fingers in front of the baby] I know Booth thinks bones are dry and boring but... Show me your phalanges! [The baby uncurls one fist in a little wave.]

[Brennan walks in on Booth in the tub.]
Brennan: I need to talk to you!
Booth: Okay, what the hell, Bones? I'm in my house, in my bathroom, in my bathtub! How the hell did you get in here, anyway?
Brennan: Well, that fake rock by your front door wouldn't fool anybody. Why are you wearing a hat that dispenses beer?
Booth: Hot tub plus cold beer equals warm beer. Hat equals solution. But why are you--
Brennan: And that cigar? Very unhealthy.
Booth: Okay. What the hell do you want now, Bones, 'cause I'm not really feeling too relaxed.
Brennan: You should have told me that you weren't dead.
Booth: I already explained this to you. The Bureau has to vet everyone when there's a security issue. I was just following protocol!
Brennan: Protocol?
Booth: Yes!
Brennan: We've been partners for three years, Booth, and you've broken protocol before! Sometimes putting my life in danger, which makes sense because you clearly don't have any real concern for me!
Booth: (stands) I took a bullet for you!
Brennan: Once! That only goes so far! (pause) Would you like a towel?

[Brennan's cellphone, nestled in Baby Andy's car-seat, rings]
Brennan: Brennan.
Zack: I made some discoveries regarding our victim. Is this a good time?
[Baby Andy clutches at Brennan's necklace.]
Brennan: No no no no no.
Zack: Ohh-kay...
[Zack hangs up.]
Brennan: Zack? Hello? [Brennan dials]
Zack: Dooooctor Addy.
Brennan: Uh, it's Doctor Brennan.
Zack: Oh. Is this a better time?
Brennan: [To Andy, who is again clutching at her jewelry] No no no.
Zack: [confused] Then why'd you call back?!
Brennan: I wasn't speaking with you, Zack.
Zack: [even more confused] I believe you are.