Brennan: I hate you for telling me to walk away.
Booth: Bones! I love you.
Brennan: Don't you die, OK?!

You're out of line, Sir!

Booth

Angela: How could you possibly know what this guy would do?
Hodgins: Because it's what I would do.

Ms. Warren: Well. That was a good start.
Sweets: I think I pulled a muscle.
Ms. Warren: I would be disappointed if you didn't.

So this lovely dude lady was beating with a plumbing pipe? Come on!

Ms. Warren

OK. I was feelin' it there for a minute, but I guess my Sweetsdar is way off.

Ms. Warren

Guys, really, I don't have any problem with any of this. I think you look really pretty in your dress, but I prefer pants.

Booth

Cam: You risked the remains by trying a technique you weren't sure was gonna work?
Warren: Yeah... thanks for all the pineapples and trusting me. I'm thinkin' Mai Tais after work.
Cam: But I don't trust you. Not now.
Hodgins: It was risky, but I gotta say -- science was on her side.

Brennan: What does it mean to Brennan someone. Is that a compliment? Dr. Sweets seems to be very thorough.
Sweets: Thank you!

Brennan: He's a killer.
Booth: Yeah, but who he killed. In the old west they would have made him a sheriff.

Brennan: These aren't artificial. These nails are real.
Booth: Real? Who glues on real nails to themselves?

Brennan: You know, Christine and I could come to Germany too.
Booth: But you know I wouldn't ask you to do that. Your work is here.
Brennan: So you'd stand in the way of us having a new and possibly life changing experience. That seems selfish, Booth.
Booth: You'd really uproot everything?
Brennan: Wouldn't you?

Bones Season 9 Quotes

When Hodgins and I were buried alive, we each wrote a message to someone we loved in case our bodies were ever found. Hodgins wrote to Angela. I wrote to you. 'Dear Agent Booth, you are a confusing man. You are irrational and impulsive, superstitious and exasperating. You believe in ghosts and angels and maybe even Santa Claus. And because of you, I've started to see the universe differently. How is it possible that simply looking into your fine face gives me so much joy? Why does it make me so happy that every time I try to sneak a peek at you you are already looking at me? Like you, it makes no sense. And like you, it feels right. If I ever get out of here, I will find a time and a place to tell you that you make my life messy and confusing and unfocused and irrational and wonderful.' This is that time. This is that place.

Brennan

[to Bones] I'd die for you. I love you.

Booth