Booth: You're a smartass, you know that?

Brennan: Objectively, I'd say I'm very smart, though it has nothing to do with my ass.

Booth: "God does not make mistakes."
Angela: "Hmm, I don't know. Putting testicles on the outside didn't seem like such a good idea."

Booth: FBI!
Man: US Marshalls!
Booth: US Marshalls?
Brennan: Forensic anthropoligist! That's why no gun.

Booth: We do not make zombies!

Bones: Jesus rose from the dead after three days.

Booth: (Pause) Jesus is not a zombie!

Brennan: I miss organic chemistry class. Those were good times.
Zach: I miss my first microscope.
Booth: Yeah, and I miss normal people. Can we go on?

Booth: Here we are, all of us, basically alone, separate creatures, just circling each other, all searching for that slightest hint of a real connection. Some look in the wrong places, some just give... more

Bones: Debris embedded in the remains suggests an explosion.

Booth: So does that giant hole in the wall there.

[Zack holds his fist to Brennan]

Zack : You're supposed to bump my fist with yours.

Brennan : Why?

Zack : I'm told it's a widely acknowledged gesture of mutual success.

Angela : I love it... more

Phalanges! Phalanges! Dancing phalanges!

Booth: Reason for wanting a gun?

Bones: To shoot people.

Booth: Not a good response.

Bones: It’s the truth!

Booth: You know, I’m writing 'self defence in the performance of my duties... more