Angela: My heart isn't yours to claim. It's mine to give away.

Angela (to a giraffe during a hypnosis session) Dude, you're blocking my light!
Cam: Anything of value yet?
Brennan: We're cataloging injuries. I thought you would be with Booth.
Cam: Questioning people isn't really my thing. Most of the time I just want to beat them until they tell me what I want to hear.
Brennan: I know, it gets frustrating, and hitting can quite often be effective.
Clark: You both work with the Justice Department?
Brennan: Yes.
Clark: Ironic.
[in a chat during coffee break]

Angela: Brennan, this is crazy.
Brennan: Why? I'm intellectually gifted, financially secure. Statistically, I could expect to have an exceptional child.
Angela: Fine. Yes. Absolutely. But do know how this is supposed to work, right?... You get naked together. You devour each other in a passionate frenzy.
Brennan: Booth would think that would create an emotional bond between us.
Angela: [sarcastic] Of course that's ridiculous.
Brennan: I knew you'd understand.
Angela: Then why use Booth at all? Why don't you use Fisher ... and his discount sperm?
Brennan: No, Booth has a bigger mandible and a more prominent zygomatic than Fisher, as well as a more pronounced ratio between the width of his clavicles and his ilia.
Angela: So, it's because Booth is hot? Now we're getting somewhere.

Angela: Celibacy is a lot like fasting.
Brennan: So you've become sexually anorexic?
Angela: At first you're out of sorts and agitated, and then you sort of..push through to a kind of clarity.
Brennan: Have you reached clarity?
Angela: No, I'm still at the agitated and horny stage.

Angela: Despite the fact that I would love to have my legs wrapped around one right now, men are awful [Brennan gave an agreeing look]
[Hodgins walks in with information]

Angela: Have you ever noticed that a sunset looks more beautiful when you share it with someone that you care about?
Brennan: No, I haven't, but I'll pay better attention next time.

Angela: He does have a terrific ass
Brennan: Oh, perhaps that's why you're always making him leave [smiles] [Angela smirks and nods]

Angela: Hey, I used the measurements of the injuries, drawing different scenarios on possible weapons.
Clark: [looking at Angela's outfit] And you did this while jogging?
Angela: Well yeah, I was..burning off a little of my extra desires on my way to work...sweet-pea.
Clark: Sweet-pea's an inappropriate workplace moniker
Angela: Don't worry Clark, I won't eat you...Not that I'm not tempted.[smiles]

Angela: Oh! Yeah..we hate men
Hodgins: I gotta go..now
[Angela looked at Hodgins walking away]

Angela: Ooh, what is that smell? Are you wearing cologne?
Hodgins: It's urine. I found traces of uric acid on the victim's clothing.
Angela: Oh.
Hodgins: It was the pheromones you found pleasing.
Angela: Yeah, yeah. The pheromones in tiger urine?
Hodgins: Well, I assume it was tiger urine. The cat was probably marking its territory.
Angela: I was turned on by tiger urine?
Hodgins: [Laughs] Celibacy isn't easy, Ang.
Angela: Tell me about it.

Angela: Sorry, that just..popped out..I need a longer run.
Sweets: Yeah, I understand

Angela: These are children's shoes, but they're size 11.
Cam: So you think our victim was a giant toddler?
Brennan: That would show up in the bones.
Cam: Sarcasm does not play well on the forensic platform.

Angela: What's wrong with the moment?
Hodgins: Nothing.
Angela: But?
Hodgins: But it's nice, every once in a while, to think about the future.
Angela: So let me this straight: to be together, then it has to be all about the future?
Hodgins: Yeah.
Angela: So this, right now, this isn't together?
Hodgins: It was a moment. A great moment, but like all great moments, past.

Angela: Where did this come from?
Wendell: Egyptology Department.
Angela: They let you borrow it?
Wendell: Well, no one was using it.
Angela: Tell me you're kidding.
Wendell: No... I left a note.

Angela:[to Hodgins] Hey, you wanna stay and have a drink?
[Cam snapped her fingers at Angela]