Shooter Guy: I’m Carson
Booth: I’m concentrating.
Then the guy says he must have been mistaken when he saw Booth’s shot.
Brennan: Why aren’t you cracking wise?
Booth: Why? Because it’s not the 1945.
Brennan: Shall I start making jokes?
Booth: Just let it flow naturally Bones.
Brennan: I’ve noticed in the past, when you’re grumpy, your mood tends to elevate when you tell me about it.
Booth: I just had a bad day on the range.
Brennan: Is that a cowboy metaphor?
When Brennan was heading down the ladder into the sinkhole, Booth was worried, told her to be careful.
Booth: Well look at that Bones, you are the end of a beautiful rainbow.
Brennan: Where I am is at the bottom of a muddy pit.
Booth: Okay think about it. End of the rainbow. Little green guy. Gold coin. What does that tell you?
Brennan: That I need an umbrella and that the remains are horribly compromised.
Booth: It tells me Leprechaun.
Brennan: Are you praying?
Booth: Making a wish.
Brennan: Same thing. Really Rather than counting on superstition to make you shoot more accurately you should practice more.
Then later the smile she gave up at him. Awww
LMAO at Angela and Brennan and the Iron Leprechaun identification.
And Booth telling Gordon Gordon about the cocky belt buckle, the sink issue.
Booth: I just need you to help me fire my gun.
Gordon Gordon: that sounds desperately phallic. Is this maybe a sexual problem?
Booth: Don’t say that. Don’t even put that out in the air.
Gordon Gordon asking Bones about details of Booth after the surgery.
Booth: Why are you asking Bones?
Gordon Gordon: Well she spends more time with you than anyone else.
Then Brennan booing the ‘fake iron leprechaun’ at the wrestling match. She’s booing him!
Booth: What are you doing?
Brennan: Booing is the appropriate way to show displeasure at a sporting event.
Brennan: Fraud, boo. Look at his femurs!
LMAO
Then the leprechaun tries to escape from Booth and he has to get in the ring to stop him.
Booth: What do you expect me to do? He came at me like a rabid ferret!
Sweets: Has he told you about how now when he climbs stairs he leads with his right foot rather than his left? He holds his phone to a different ear, coffee in his left hand?
Gordon Gordon: How wretchedly observant of you.
Sweets: Not me, Dr Brennan.
Awwwww
Midget: You know men, something goes on in the heart department it always shows itself in another away.
Then she said something about having a thing for the bad boys.
Brennan: No I prefer good boys.
Booth: Really?
Brennan: Yes.
Awww and the look on his face!
Agent B! Ha ha ha
And Sweets after his conversation with Gordon Gordon, how HAPPY he was working with Booth. So freaking cute, that he was ‘secretly’ working with Gordon Gordon to figure out Booth’s shooting issues.
LMAO at Gordon Gordon and Sweets the ‘substitute teacher and the fry cook’.
Angela telling Gordon Gordon about the psychic saying Booth and Brennan were linked. And Angela stating she thinks Booth is homesick for the life that place.
Gordon Gordon: You think Booth fell in love with Dr Brennan during a dream?
Angela: So do you right?
Gordon Gordon: May I ask why you didn't publish your book on Booth and Brennan?
Sweets: What? Is there a connection between my book and Booth’s marksmanship?
Gordon Gorgon: I believe you didn't publish it because you're afraid of how Brennan and Booth would to react to it's conclusion.
Sweets: My book concludes that Brennan and Booth are in love with each other.
Gordon Gordon: It’s a scrummy conundrum isn’t it?
Sweets: I believe that as a reaction to the childhood traumas of abuse and abandonment Dr Brennan utilizes her intellect to armor herself from intense levels of emotion like love.
Gordon Gordon: From Booth?
Sweets: Well subconsciously. He’s sensitive to her vulnerability. He knows that acting upon his feelings for her would amount to a kind of assault.
Gordon Gordon: I couldn’t agree with you more.
Sweets: So Booth not shooting straight is simply a what … a manifestation of his phallic frustration?
Gordon Gordon: Yeah. He quit literally can’t bring his weapon to bare.
Sweets: Do I even have the right to publish my book and make public what these two can’t even admit to themselves?
Booth: Remind me again how great I feel after talking to you.
Brennan: Who else would always tell you the truth?
Booth: Yeah. You know that does make me feel better. It makes no rational sense, but it does.
Brennan: Maybe I should start packing heat again.
Booth: Packing heat?
Brennan: Yeah, it’s a colloquium. I’m quite a good shot.
Booth: Wait, wait a second. Did you just call forensic evidence crap?
Brennan: Colloquial again. What did you think?
Booth: This is very nice - I like it. It shows that you’re adapting.
Brennan: I’m working on it. And joshing around, too.
Brennan: Ratting out is an accurate phrase, but somehow it doesn’t seem true.
Awwww
Brennan: I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t do to help him.
Booth: You see when a man can’t have the woman he loves, he gets a bit crazy.
So true, Booth. So true. I love his semi realization of this.
Brennan: We’re good at this.
Booth: Yeah Bones, this is what we do. We’re the best.
Their smiles! To die for. WOW
Gordon Gordon: Temperance Brennan..You're in love with her.You're building a world around her.. a family
Booth: We’re not compatible. She sees the world one way, I see it the other way.
Gordon Gordon: No of course it’s absolutely ludicrous the idea of the two of you together, but the heart chooses what it chooses, doesn’t it? We don’t really have any say in the matter
Booth: She doesn’t love me. I would know if she loved me.
Gordon Gordon: May I counsel patience on this front. Hope and patience.
Booth’s smile.
Booth: So about my marksmanship certification. Any advice?
Gordon Gordon: Grow a set, be a man, step up. She’s your partner for heaven’s sake. The job you do together is highly dangerous. She counts on you for protection. So you’d damn well better protect her.
Booth: So that’s your big psychiatric advice? Just grow a set?
Gordon Gordon: Indeed. When it comes to a man and his gun a woman is the natural cure. Take Dr Brennan to this um shooting event of yours. You won’t fail in front of her, trust me.
Booth: So Bones, can you do me a favor?
Brennan: Yes, so long as it doesn’t involve me shaving my head.
Booth: You are making a joke.
Brennan: I’m becoming quite amusing.
Booth: Yes you are. That’s very funny. Honestly will you do me a favor?
Brennan: Yes.
Then Booth and Brenna eat the odd food that Gordon Gordon prepares. And that amazing music plays, and Booth is shooting and Brennan is watching and he shoots perfect, excellent. And she gives him a thumbs up. And his smile!
The song: shine a light on your face, if you’re real then show me now who you are.