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[Int. Open: Med lab. Lab workers are milling about working on things.]
[Ext. Open: Booth's SUV.  Booth and Bones are sitting in the SUV out front of Lab building. Booth puts his sunglasses on]
 
Booth:   Bones, Where's the kid?
 
[Cut to: Inside Med Lab.  Zach is standing on the bottom floor of med lab talking to some blonde woman. Angela and Hodgins are up on the platform looking at them.]
 
Angela: Who's that with Zach?
 
Hodgins:  Naomi, from paleontology.  Naomi and Zach slept together about a month ago. Since then she hasn't returned a single call.
 
Angela: Oh.
 
Hodgins:  You working on anything interesting.
 
Angela:  Me?  Yeah,yeah,  A three dimensional model of an Etruscan burial crypt.
 
Hodgins: Mm, Hm.  Mm, Hm.
 
Angela: You?
 
Hodgins: Yeah. Oh God, Yeah. Very exciting, very exciting.  Some uh…silt profiles.
 
Angela: Mm. Hm.  God, Etruscan burial crypts are so boring.
 
Hodgins:  Oh man I know. Silt profiles. You know what we need?
 
Angela:  A murder investigation.  Brennan and Booth are out front right now waiting for Zach.
 
Hodgins:  What there's a case?  Why did you say so? (yells down to Zach)  Zach! You've gotta go.
 
Angela:  Oh, she really bolted, doesn't look good for Zach.
 
(Angela and Hodgins walk down the steps to Zach.)
 
Hodgins: C'mon Zach.  Shake it off. Huh?  Be a man.
 
Angela:  Are you okay honey?
 
Zach:  She said take a hint but when I asked 'what hint?' Naomi said if she told me what hint that it wouldn't be a hint anymore it would be a statement.
 
(Zach picks up his case from the floor.  He has his camera slung over his shoulder.  Angela and Hodgins walk with him towards the door.)
 
Hodgins:  You know what's good?  Throwing yourself into your work, Huh?
 
Angela: God you really do hate slime profiles.  Have a little compassion.
 
(They stop walking and face Zach.)
 
Zach:  I understood the individual words but I do not comprehend her meaning.
 
Angela:  Did you tell Naomi that?
 
Zach: Yes. She said ask your friends if I have any.
 
Angela:  You know Hodgins is right.  Let's not keep Booth waiting.  Somebody is decomposing as we speak.
 
(Angela puts her hand on his back and guides him towards the door.)
 
Hodgins:  Get out there and bring us home a case buddy.
 
[Cut to:  Booths’ SUV.  Booth is driving with Bones in the front seat.  Zach is in the back seat.]
 
Booth:  We’ve got a dead body in a prep school out in the sticks.
 
Bones:  Good morning to you too.
 
(Zach leans forward towards Booth to talk to him.)
 
Zach:  Successful with woman, right?  I mean they like you?
 
Booth:  Okay, look it's a very prestigious prep school with a lot of rich kids.
 
Bones:  I thought that it was good to start with a Good Morning.
 
Zach: (to Booth) If a woman said to you take a hint, what would that mean?
 
Booth:  Could we just concentrate on the job? (Zach leans back into his seat.)  Thank you. Now I know the sheriff out there.  She’s mostly okay but the school got a lot of pull with the county and she's probably trying to scrape the whole case off on us. Look, what I'm trying to say is… it's not just a crime scene but it's a political situation so when we get out there you follow my lead and you pay attention.
 
(Zach leans forward real quick again to talk to Booth.)
 
Zach: (to Booth) You call after every sexual encounter, Right? , cause that's the good thing to do.
 
Booth:  Look, this is a work mode.  This is a work zone.  We do not talk sex at work.
 
Bones:  First, you tell me I'm to task oriented.  Then when I say Good morning you say that I should concentrate on the job.
 
Booth:  Okay look, we've got about a forty-five minute drive...hmm...what do you say we pass it in quiet meditation.
 
(Booth pulls up to the school and turns left into the entrance.)
 
Zach:  Finally, Can we talk yet?
 
Booth: No.
 
Bones:  Why not?
 
Booth:  Because when we are at a crime scene, I do all the talking.  My crime scene, my rules.
 
Bones:  What's with all the security?
 
Booth:  I told you.  This is not a regular school.
 
[White text on screen reads: Hanover Preparatory Academy, Prince George’s County, Maryland. Booth pulls up to a security booth in his SUV.  A man comes out of the booth and walks around to the driver’s side to check ID.  White text on screen: Hanover Preparatory Academy, Prince George’s County, Maryland.]
 
Booth:  (flashes his badge) FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth and a forensic anthropologist.
 
Bones:  (leans forward) Dr. Temperance Brennan from the Jeffersonian institute.
 
Zach:  (leans forward between the seats) Plus one crack assistant.
 
Guard:  I’ll need to see some ID please.
 
(Bones and Zach hand their ID’s to the security guard over Booth. He takes them to the booth and checks them out.)
 
Zach: This doesn’t remind me of where I went to school.
 
Booth:  Yeah, you don’t get much farther from the real world that’s for sure. The kids that go to school here is actually classified information.
 
(Security guard returns to driver’s side of SUV and hands their ID’s back to them.)
 
Guard:  Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan, I’ll lead you to Mr. Sanders our head of security.
 
Booth:  If you could just aim us in the right direction we’ll find it.
 
Guard:  All outsiders are to be escorted, Sir.
 
Booth: Huh?.  (Booth sees a white stone sign and he reads it out loud.) Omnia Mea Mecum Porto.  What’s that mean? Huh? Regular people stay out.
 
Bones and Zach: I carry with me all my things. 
 
(Booth looks at them strange and they just stare at him.  He starts up the SUV and drives up to the crime scene.  They all get out of the SUV and a woman Sheriff approaches them.  She is followed by two men, the headmaster and security for Hanover.)
 
Karen: Hey Seeley.  How’s it going?
 
Booth:  Karen, congratulations on being elected full sheriff.  Very impressive.
 
Sanders:  Agent Booth, I’m Leo Sanders, Head of security at Hanover prep.  This is Headmaster Peter Ronson.
 
Bones:  Where are the human remains?
 
Booth: Dr. Temperance Brennan and her assistant Jack, uh, something.
 
Zach:  Zach Addy.
 
Bones: (to sheriff) Can you show me to the remains?
 
(Bones and the Sheriff walk towards the crime scene which is in a woodsy area. Zach, Booth, the headmaster, and Sanders follow. There are a few students on the other side of the yellow tape talking.  Also there are police officers milling about taking down notes and guarding the scene.)
 
Sanders: (to Booth) Even though the school was mostly empty during the two week break it’s impossible anyone…
 
Karen: (to Bones) I don’t know if you remember me but we worked together on a case?  Bunch of bones found in a culvert about a year ago?
 
Bones:  I remember the bones in the culvert.
 
(Booth walks up quickly next to Bones and keeps pace with her.)
 
Booth: (whispers) You know Bones, being nice to the locals by remembering their names and such wouldn’t hurt.
 
Headmaster:  Our two week term break ends tomorrow; I’d like to get this tidied up so the students never know what happened.
 
Bones:  Well, we don’t know what happened yet that’s why I’m here.  Did anyone touch the body?
 
Karen:  I doubt it.  It’s pretty grisly.
 
Sanders:  Nothing on small talk is she?
 
Booth:  Dr. Brennan is very focused.
 
(They come to the crime scene.  There is a wooden bench underneath a tree. Booth is looking up.)
 
Bones:  Where are the remains?
 
Booth:  Bones.
 
(Booth points up to a body hanging from a tree by a rope around its neck.)
 
Booth:  phew. Is that a student?
 
Sanders: Ah, it’s a secure campus.  It’s got to be a student, staff, or faculty.
 
Bones: (to Zach) Video first.  I don’t want your flash disturbing the crows.
 
Sanders:  Yeah that would be a shame.  Disturb the human flesh eating birds.
 
Booth:  You want to increase the perimeter here? (to headmaster and Sanders) Gentleman, give my forensic anthropologist some room.
 
Bones:  Your forensic anthropologist?
 
Karen:  Agent Booth, if you decide that this becomes a suicide it becomes my problem, correct?
 
Bones:  Actually the person who decides if this is a suicide is me.
 
Karen:  Let’s give the bone lady some room.
 
Booth:  Ah, You know I’m glad we had that little chat about being nice to the locals.
 
Bones:  I don’t like Sheriffs.  They are elected into office which means their goal is being re-elected not finding the truth.
 
Zach:  I got video, Dr. Brennan. 
 
Bones:  Go to stills.
 
(The Headmaster walks up behind Booth.)
 
Headmaster: Can we just get him down from there?
 
Bones:  There’s a lot of work to do before we get to that.
 
Booth:  You want to step back please sir?
 
Headmaster:  I’m a headmaster here.
 
Booth: (angry) And this is a crime scene.  Step back.
 
(Bones looks up in the tree at the body.  It’s badly decomposed.  Birds are still pecking on the face and skull. Zach is snapping pictures and a bird flies off scared.  The head falls towards the ground.  Bones catches it.)
 
Bones:  We are going to need an evidence bag.
 
Booth:  Heads up.
 
(The rest of the body with the rope falls to the ground.)
 
Bones:  I’m going to need a bigger bag.
 
[Intro. Rolls]
 
[Int. Open:  Medico-Legal Lab.  Body is on a table and Bones, Angela, Zach, and Hodgins are examining it.]
 
Bones:  I make this a male approximately five foot six, 130lbs, from the looks of his sternum and skull, I would say mid adolescence, say fourteen to seventeen…  High cheek bones…  You think maybe Asian?
 
Angela:  I’m getting more of a Hispanic vibe.
 
Hodgins:  There is a significant crematogaster ant colony in the tree that fed on the body as well as tabinet maggots.  I will give you a time of death estimate when I figure who ate what when.
 
Bones: (to Hodgins) Check for insect pupa and larva see what kind of medications and or drugs might have been in his system.
 
Zach:  He was wearing this.
 
(Zach holds out a necklace.  Angela takes it from him and looks at it. It’s a silver religious necklace.)
 
Angela:  Catholic boy.
 
Bones:  One by two forceps.
 
(She holds out her hand so Zach can hand them to her while she holds a flashlight over the skull. She then grabs the forceps and pulls a round disc out from behind the ear.  It has short wires coming out of it.) 
 
Angela:  What is that?
 
Bones: Cochlear implant.  Looks like the birds were trying to get it.
 
Angela:  That would set a boy apart from the others being deaf.
 
Bones: (to Zach) Get a serial number.
 
Angela:  I’ll get x-rays and 3D imaging of the entire skeleton.
 
Zach:  I didn’t talk to anybody in high school.  I didn’t kill myself.
 
Hodgins:  That wasn’t a high school.  It was an experimental eugenics program.
 
(Hodgins smiles at Zach and he looks annoyed.  Angela smiles with him and Bones gives him a look.  Hodgins stops smiling.]
 
[Cut to: Hanover Prep. Booth is walking down some wooden stairs inside with the Headmaster and Sanders.]
 
Booth:  How hard can it be to find out which one of your students is missing?
 
Sanders:  We can’t just call parents and say we found a rotting body.  Do you know where your child is?
 
Headmaster:  We can do a full role call tomorrow.
 
Sanders:  All of our higher-risk students are accounted for.
 
Booth:  High risk?
 
Sanders: The ones with personal body guards.
 
(They all enter the headmasters’ office.  The headmaster sits in his chair and Sanders sits on the corner of the desk in front of him. Booth stands on the opposite side of the desk.)
 
Headmaster:  What are our options? Visa ve, publicity, media?
 
Booth:  Not my concern.
 
Sanders:  There are student here we really don’t want the whole world to know about.
 
Headmaster:  It’s obviously a suicide it’s not as though we are asking you to forgo the glory of catching a murderer.
 
(Booths phone rings and he goes to answer it.)
 
Booth:  Excuse me. I’m sorry. (in phone)  Booth.
 
(Bones is sitting in her office on the other end of the phone.)
 
Bones:  We’ll have the identity of the boy in the tree within the hour.
 
Booth:   That was fast?
 
Bones:  Do you know what a cochlear implant is?
 
Booth:  Hearing Aide?
 
Bones:  Not, not exactly.  It’s a much more sophisticated piece of equipment which is surgically fit…
 
Booth:  Can you identify him through the serial number?
 
Bones:  That’s correct but the interesting thing is that…
 
Booth:  Ah, You can fill me in later.
 
Bones:  No, but the interesting thing is that it’s…
 
Booth:  That is correct.
 
Bones:  What?
 
Booth:  That is interesting.
 
Bones:  Are you drunk or something?
 
Booth:  Ah, we’ll catch up later and uh thanks for calling.
 
Bones:  Wait, I’m not completely certain the boys’ death was a suicide.
 
Booth: Ah, you know, We’ll grab some Chinese food and you can fill me in later on all the boring details.
 
(Booth hangs up the phone and Brennan is listening to a dial tone.)
 
Booth: Sorry.
 
Sanders:  A death is very upsetting to a community as tight as ours.
 
Booth:  Famous for keeping your students safe but you can’t be held responsible if a trouble student kills himself.
 
Sanders:  We all agree that suicide is the only feasible conclusion.
 
Headmaster:  We understand each other?
 
Booth:  We sure as hell do.  (clears throat)  I’ll need a complete enrollment list including teacher, staff, students.
 
Sanders:  That’s extremely confidential information.
 
Booth: Heh.  You know, luckily I’m good at keeping secrets.
 
[Cut to: Lab.  Bones is looking at an x-ray in the light over the body on a table.  Booth comes walking into the lab towards the platform.]
 
Booth: What do you mean it’s not a suicide?
 
(A post leading up the stairs to the podium starts to beep and flash red rapidly.)
 
Booth:  What the hell is that?
 
Bones:  We can’t just let anyone step into the forensics area and contaminate all the boring details.
 
(Zach swipes his card into the post and goes up the stairs towards Bones.)
 
Booth:  The boring details. (to Zach) Do not push me kid. (to Bones) The boring details was my signal for you to stop talking, okay? I want my own card.
 
Bones:  Well, I want my own gun.
 
Booth: Last time you had a gun you shot someone.
 
Zach:  He was a bad guy.
 
Booth:  Okay look, who’s our victim?
 
(The three of them step over to the body.)
 
Bones:  All the boring details?
 
Booth:  Let it go Bones move on.
 
Bones:  Don’t call me Bones.
 
Zach:  We traced the Cochlear implant to Dr. Maurice Ledbetter at Cedars Sinai who placed it in a boy, Nester Olivos.
 
(Booth looks at some papers stapled together.)
 
Booth:  Nester Olivos, Student visa…son of a Venezuelan ambassador…Oh, What else?
 
(Booth picks up the x-ray and looks at it.)
 
Bones: You want all the boring details?
 
Booth:  Let it go Bones.
 
Bones: (snatches the x-ray out of his hands.) Don’t call me Bones.  The boy’s hyoid bone is broken.
 
Booth:  Strangulation death, the hyoid bone is always broken.
 
Zach:  In adult.  This is a boy.
 
(Bones goes over to a computer screen next to the body on the table which shows the head and neck.  It also highlights the hyoid bone.)
 
Bones:  His hyoid is flexible, unbreakable.
 
Booth:  Well maybe the kids got some kind of Venezuelan brittle bone syndrome. (Zach and Bones look at him irritated.)  I’m just trying to help.  So you’re saying he was murdered?
 
Bones: No, I’m saying I don’t know what happened to the boy because I don’t have all the facts.
 
(Booths phone rings and it’s a page from Santana.)
 
[Cut to: Department of Justice.  Santana is in his office talking with Bones, Booth, and Dr. Gibson who are seated.]
 
Santana:  How hard can it be?  A kid hanging from a tree obviously, it’s a suicide.
 
Booth:  Sir, Has Hanover Prep been stirring the pudding on this?
 
Santana:  Of course they are stirring the pudding.  Every mover and shaker in this town is connected to that damn school.  Apparently the very future of this country is at stake.
 
Booth:  Well, I would like to declare it a murder just to shake those lil bast…
 
Bones:  I’m not gonna declare it a murder so you can shake things up. 
 
Santana: (sighs)
 
Dr. Gibson:  The evidence is ambiguous at best.
 
Santana:  Well unambiguize it. Please Dr.  Goodman. (to Bones)  Look, you’re very experienced within your field with bones and such, right?  Doesn’t your gut say suicide?
 
Bones:  I don’t actually use my gut for that sir.
 
Booth:  She really, really doesn’t
 
Dr.  Gibson:  Like all of us at the Jeffersonian, Dr. Brennan prefers science to the digestive track.
 
Santana: (to Booth) What about your gut?
 
Booth:  My gut says it stinks.
 
Dr. Gibson: (to Bones hushed) If he smells with his gut what does he use his nose for?
 
Bones: (laughs)
 
Santana:  Alright, Alright, alright.  In order for an investigation to occur, You, DR. Brennan have to declare it a murder.
 
Dr. Gibson:  Without an investigation we can’t find out if it’s a murder but there will be no investigation unless Dr. Brennan declares it to be a murder.  Shall I send for a philosopher?
 
Bones:  They’re saying it’s my call.
 
Santana:  You see it’s how you talk to these people.
 
Bones:  My official finding is that Nester Olivos…is a victim of a homicide.
 
[Cut to: Booths SUV.  Booths driving and Bones is in the passenger seat.]
 
Booth:  Thank you.
 
Bones:  For what?
 
Booth:  For going with my instincts in there.
 
Bones:  I did not back up your instincts.  I bought time to find the facts I need to tell me what happened to Nester Olivos.  What’s with you and the private school?
 
Booth:  I thought we understood each other.
 
Bones:  Oh that it’s bad?
 
Booth:  I don’t…I don’t like people who think they’re better then other people.
 
Bones:  Some people are better then other people.
 
Booth: uh, you know what you said right there that is so Un-American.  All men are created equal either you believe that or you don’t.
 
Bones:  Some people are smarter then others there’s no use being offended by the fact.  What are we going to tell Nester’s parents?
 
Booth:  We tell them that their son was found dead.  We’re looking into it.  Sorry for your loss and we are.
 
Bones:  What?
 
Booth:  Sorry for their loss.  It’s sad.  Try to remember that.
 
Bones: Uh, I’m not a sociopath.
 
Booth:  You’re bad with people, okay.  No use being offended by the fact.
 
[Cut to: Ambassadors house.  The Ambassador is seated on a couch with her husband standing holding her hand.  Booth and Bones are standing across from them.]
 
Ambassador:  Hanging from a tree at the school?
 
Booth:  I’m afraid so Ambassador Olivos.  We will provide you will full details when Dr. Brennan finishes her investigation.
 
Father:  Will you need us to identify Nester’s remains?
 
Bones:  That won’t be necessary.
 
(Bones takes out the silver necklace they found on her son’s body and hands it to the Ambassador.)
 
Booth:  When was the last time you heard from Nester?
 
Father:  A few days after his holiday began.  He went with a friend to Nova Scotia.
 
Ambassador:  We received an email.
 
Booth:  Could we have a copy?
 
Bones:  It will help us determine exactly when the victim died.
 
(Booth hits Bones lightly in the arm and clears his throat.)
 
Bones:  Your son.  We’re very sorry for your loss.
 
Father:  There was nothing to suggest in any email that Nester was unhappy.  Certainly not enough to…
 
Mother:  We would like to take him home. (to her husband) We must petition the church to bury him in consecrated ground.
 
Father: (to Ambassador) Nester was an alter boy.  They will bury him properly. (to Booth)  When will you release him to us?
 
Booth:  It’s up to Dr. Brennan.
 
[Cut to: Lab.  Hodgins is working on some stuff and Zach is looking at some papers.  They are sitting with their backs facing each other.]
 
Zach:  What did Naomi mean when she said take a hint?
 
Hodgins:  Ooh.
 
Zach:  What did I do wrong?
 
Hodgins:  It’s not what you did wrong.  It’s what you didn’t do.
 
(Zach turns around and faces Hodgins back.)
 
Zach:  Where do you learn this stuff?
 
Hodgins:  There are some things you learn by doing… riding a bike, driving a car, pleasing a woman.
 
Zach:  I can’t ride a bike or drive a car.
 
Hodgins: Or apparently please a woman.
 
Zach:  I need specific instructions, a list of techniques to implement or a sequence of moves.
 
Hodgins:  I’m not really the guy to talk to about that.
 
Zach:  Why not?  You’ve slept with like ten thousand women.
 
Hodgins:  Because our relationship is all about what’s up here.  What you need to do is talk to someone more earthy.
 
[Cut to: FBI headquarters.  Booths’ office.  Bones and Booth stand behind his desk.  The headmaster and school psychiatrist are seated while Sanders stands behind them.]
 
Psychiatrist:  As a school psychiatrist, I’m bound by patient confidentiality.  In the absence of a warrant or permission from his parents, I can’t divulge the specifics of my meetings with Nester Olivos.  I can tell you that he was at extreme risk of suicide.
 
Bones:  There are no indications that Nester was taking antidepressants.
 
Psychiatrist:  I can only make recommendations to the parents.
 
Booth:  You think this boy was depressed enough to hang himself from a tree?
 
Psychiatrist:  He was alienated by culture by language by his handicap by his own social awkwardness, yes.
 
Headmaster:  Thank you for coming down Dr. Petty, as we suspected suicide.  A depressed and lonely boy hangs himself over the holiday.
 
(Dr. Petty leaves the office.)
 
Booth:  So, now how does the son of an Ambassador go missing for two weeks and nobody notices?
 
Sanders:  As far as the school was concerned Nester was vacationing with his roommate. (he pulls out a paper and places it on Booths’ desk.)  The school requested and received a waiver from Ambassador Olivos.
 
(Booth walks over to the desk and picks up the paper.  It has the embassy’s seal on it.)
 
Bones:  I was in Venezuela last year.  It’s very unstable politically.
 
Sanders:  It’s true the family received threats.  We were cognizant of that but you aren’t seriously suggesting that some kind of Venezuelan hit squad assassinated a student at Hanover Prep?
 
Headmaster:  Like the Doctor said it’s a simple case of a depressed boy ending his life not a Tom Clancy novel.
 
Booth:  Yeah, well we will start with Nester’s roommate tomorrow morning.
 
Sanders:  It’s your investigation.
 
[Cut to: Wong Foos.  Booth enters and Sid sees him.  He walks with Booth over to a table and Bones follows.]
 
Sid:  Hey, I’ll say this…she’s tall.
 
Booth:  Dr. Temperance Brennan, meet Sid, the owner.
 
Sid: Hey, the bone lady.
 
Bones:  The sign says Wong Foos.
 
Sid:  Family name changed at Ellis Island.  I’ll get your meal.
 
Bones:  But we didn’t order.
 
Booth:  No, Sid knows what most people want better then they do.
 
(Zach walks into the restaurant/bar with Hodgins and Angela.  He throws some files down on the table. The table is one that is surrounded by a half circle seat. Angela sits down and slides in next to booth.  Hodgins sit next to Angela.  Bones slides closer to Booth so Zach can sit next to her.)
 
Zach:  Nester’s bones are completely normal. Not brittle in any way.
 
Booth:  You know this is kinda my little getaway place.  You know?
 
Angela:  It proves the rope left in the branch where Nester was hanging are too deep for his weight.
 
Booth:  Please everyone. You know come on just sit down.
 
Hodgins: Eggs, larva, waste all indicate that the insects which fed on the body are all indigenous to the tree in which he was found.  It means he died there approximately ten to fourteen days ago.
(Booth tries to look away from the pictures.  He passes one to Brennan without looking at it.)
 
Hodgins: (yells to Sid) I’ll have the seven organ soup.
 
Bones:  You don’t order they guy just brings it.
 
Zach:  He didn’t void.  Usually somebody hangs themselves the flood gates open, bodily fluids everywhere.
 
Hodgins:  There was plenty of the affluent in his clothes but they are all post decomposition.  As the body swells, it bursts from internal gases.  How does the guy know what you want?
 
Bones:  The guy has a knack.
 
Booth:  The guys name is Sid.
 
Zach:  The birds ate his eyes, ears.  They worked their way into the skull.
 
Hodgins:  Birds pecking at the soft tissue of the throat, Could that crack the hyoid?
 
Bones:  No, it’s a stress fracture caused by the rope against his throat not post mortem.
 
Angela:  You put a high sensitive adolescent in a high pressure prep school add social alienation cultural differences pressure from high achieving parents…could be suicide.
 
Booth:  It’s not a suicide.
 
Bones:  Because Booth thinks that prep schools turn out entitled criminals.
 
Hodgins:  We all went to private schools and none of us are criminals.
 
Zach:  In fact we fight criminals.  We’re crime fighters.
 
Booth:  No you’re not.  You’re…I’m just saying it’s not a suicide.
 
Angela:  I’m a big believer in instinct.
 
Booth:  Finally, A squint with an open mind.
 
Angela:  You have no idea of how open minded I can be.
 
Sid:  What’s with these pictures?  This is a restaurant.  People come here to eat.  What’s the matter with you people? (he gathers up all the pictures on the table) Booth what the hell did you bring into my place?
 
Booth:  I had nothing to do with it.
 
Bones:  This is exactly what I want.  This is amazing.  The guy definitely has a knack.
 
Hodgins: Ooh, so you do take orders? 
 
Sid:  Of course we do but it’s always better when you leave it to me.  Booth.
 
Booth:  Okay, I will take care of it.  You’re saying that the boy died like ten to fourteen days ago?
 
Hodgins:  Hey bugs buzz but they do not lie.
 
Bones:  Hodgins is very good at using insects to ascertain a time of death.
 
Booth:  How do you explain an email that was sent 7 days ago from Nova Scotia? Hmm?  See, look at that.  It stinks.  Go ahead, smell it.  You know you wanna smell it.  It stinks.
 
Angela: (to Hodgins) Don’t… Don’t smell that.
 
Hodgins:  No, no you got to taste it.
 
Angela:  I can smell it from here.
 
Hodgins:  Angela, it’s so good. Mm.
 
Angela: That’s really gross.
 
[Cut to: Questioning room.  Booth is in the room talking with Tucker, Nester’s roommate, and his mom and a female lawyer are there. The female lawyers name is Dawn.]
 
Booth: You and Nester were roommates for three months, correct?
 
Tucker: Yes sir.
 
Booth:  And you invited him to spend the vacation with you?
 
Mom: Uh, we have a summer home on Cape Britain plenty of room.
 
Tucker:  Nester decided to go home back to Venezuela.
 
Booth:  What did the other kids say about Nester?
 
Tucker:  Nester was different.  He used to be deaf so he kinda talked like…some kids called him retard.
 
Mom: Tucker, please don’t say retard.
 
Tucker:  I never called him that.  He went to church every Sunday even though nobody made him go and people thought that was weird.
 
Booth:  Did Nester have a girlfriend?
 
Tucker:  He said there was a girl he liked but he never told me who.
 
Booth:  You know Tucker; you’re lying to a Federal Agent.
 
DA:  Careful Agent Booth.
 
Booth: An email was sent to Nester’s parents from Nova Scotia saying what a great time he was having.  The only thing is that Nester was already dead.
 
Mom: Was it you Tucker?
 
DA: I prefer he didn’t answer.
 
Father: No Dawn if it was Tucker he has to admit it.
 
Tucker:  You know the dodge.
 
Booth:  You backed him up so he could be with a girl.
 
Mom:  Tucker!
 
Tucker:  I know! I’m sorry but he begged me!
 
Booth:  What girl?
 
Tucker:  I told you! I don’t know! I thought Nester made her up.  I sent an email that’s all.
 
[Cut to: Bones’ office.  She is looking at the boys body on a computer screen.  Dr. Gibson enters with Ambassador Olivos. She clicks off the image and stands up.]
 
Dr. Gibson:  Dr. Brennan. Can you spare a moment for the Venezuelan Ambassador?
 
Ambassador: (to Dr. Gibson) Thank you.
 
(Dr. Gibson nods and leaves.)
 
Bones: (shakes hands with her) Is there something I can do for you?
 
Ambassador:  I understand that you are very good at your job, Dr. Brennan.  But I think that you are not a mother, correct?
 
(The Ambassador pulls out a picture of Nester and hands it to Bones. She looks down at it.  It’s Nester in his altar boy robe smiling.)
 
Bones: No, I’m not a mother.
 
Ambassador: (hands her a video tape) Please watch this.
 
(Bones goes over to her TV and puts the tape in the VCR.)
 
Ambassador:  All a mother wants to know is that she has raised her child well.  That he will grow up to be a good man.  I will never see this. I will never know. (Bones pushes play and sees Nester as a child getting his implant.) The day Nester received his implant.
 
Bones:  The first day that he could hear.
 
Ambassador:  And the first thing he heard was my voice.
 
Bones:  His mother’s voice.
 
Ambassador:  I told him I loved him.
 
(Bones presses a button on the remote and shuts it off.)
 
Ambassador: The child who has lived through this miracle would never take his own life.  You’re a scientist.  You need more then a mother’s reassurance, fine.  My husband and I have many enemies that is why I sent Nester to Hanover.  They promised us that he would be safe.  What if they failed?  They would not want to admit it. They would do everything they could to bias you towards suicide.
 
Bones:  I promise you I will find out the truth.
 
Ambassador:  Thank you.
 
[Cut to: The imaging section of the lab.  Bones and Booth are looking at the hologram of a skeleton falling.  Angela is holding her special computer pad.]
 
Angela: Swan dive…cannon ball…cherry bomb.  No matter how he jumps the hyoid does not break.
 
Bones:  What about added weight?
 
Angela:  We figure an added strain of 90 kilos to snap the hyoid.
 
Bones:  90 kilos is just under 200 lbs, the weight of a muscular man.
 
Booth: So what? The Venezuelan hit squad fantasy thing?  For one thing it’s nuts and another the guy would have to be 20 feet tall.
 
Angela:  I’m out of alternative scenarios to explain this hyoid break.
 
[Cut to: Hanover Prep.  Booth and Bones are walking on the bottom floor of the dorm area.) 
 
Booth:  I want to take another look at Nester’s room.
 
Bones:  What exactly do you hope to find?
 
(Booth looks up the stairs and sees a guy look at him then run.)
 
Booth:  (to bones) Stay here.
 
Bones:  Yeah right, that’s gonna happen.
 
(Bones pushes her way past Booth and runs into Nester’s room after the guy.  He shuts the door after she runs in leaving Booth out in the hall.  Bones turns to face the guy and kicks him in the stomach.  He falls backwards against the door.  Booth shoves the door from the other side and the guy goes stumbling forward.  Bones trips him and he goes down on his stomach.  The guy jumps up quickly and Booth goes running at him.  He swings at Booth ducks.  The guy misses him and Booth punches him in the face three times.  The guy goes down again.  This time he looks knocked out.  Booth shakes his hand in the air and turns around towards Brennan.)
 
Booth:  You alright?
 
Bones:  Are you?
 
(Booth grabs the guys’ wallet out of the back of his pants and throws it to Bones.)
 
Booth:  Check his ID.
 
Bones: His names Tovar Comara.  He’s security at the Venezuelan embassy.
 
Booth:  If he’s security, why’d he run?
 
[Cut to: Ambassadors Office.  Booth and Bones are standing while the Ambassador is at her desk.  Tovar sits in a chair across from the Ambassador with a bruise on his eye.]
 
Bones:  What we would like to know is what Senor Comara was doing in Nester’s room?
 
Ambassador:  I asked Senor Comara to go to Nester’s room to prove a point.  That suicide was not the only possibility.
 
Booth:  Prove that an outsider can get to your son.
 
Ambassador:  The school informed me that Nesters death was most certainly a suicide.  That anything else was impossible.
 
Comara:  We proved them correct.  I failed to escape without being detected.
 
Bones:  The school lied to you Ambassador.
 
Booth:  Dr. Brennan already declared your son’s death a homicide.
 
Ambassador:  I apologize.  I was misinformed.
 
Booth:  I won’t be pressing any charges.
 
Ambassador:  Thank you.
 
(A bunch of security guards walk in.  The Ambassador gets up to go with them.)
 
Ambassador: Please excuse me. (she leaves)
 
Bones:  (to Tovar) Do you think Nester was killed by outsiders?
 
Comara: Not Venezuelan insurgents.  They would make a statement.  Not fake a suicide.  This hanging. (sniffs)  Wila mala.
 
Bones:  Hmm.
 
Booth: Sure, you know someone says, you know, it smells in a Spanish accent and all of a sudden you’re like hmm interesting.
 
[Cut to: Nester’s dorm Room. Bones and Booth are standing in the middle of it looking around the room]
 
Bones:  What are we looking for?
 
Booth:  I talked to a few of Nester’s teachers and a few students that he hung out with.  He was a loner. Well, I mean he went to his classes but, you know, mainly he just stayed here in his room.  That’s it so I figured we’d come here and you could do your little anthropologist thing. Huh?
 
Bones: (laughs) Okay.  He liked music.  Heavy procession low frequencies for the most part.  It’s the stuff he probably liked before the implant.  He could feel the vibrations in his chest.  After the implant he started enjoying stuff with more melody.  He was growing.  He enjoyed it.
 
Booth:  Enjoyment is the opposite of suicide.
 
Bones:  You’ve decided this isn’t a suicide so you’re collecting evidence to support that.  By closing your mind you’re missing important indicators.
 
(Booth pulls a broken CD out of a trash can next to Nester’s bed.)
 
Booth:  Oh yeah?  So why did he throw this away?  I mean hey it’s flute music that’s reason enough but where’s the case?
 
(Bones sees a shelf with CDs on it and walks over to it.)
 
Bones:  I…uh…These aren’t organized.
 
Booth:  Well, you know, girls they organize alphabetically.  Guys are more organic.  Good stuff up to the left… Crap (whistles) bottom right.  Look at that. (Booth finds the case and opens it to see a burned disk inside.)  Well I mean if he hated it why did he re burn it.
 
Bones:  This isn’t a CD it’s a DVD.
 
[Cut to: Bones office.  Booth, Bones, Angela, and Zach are looking at the DVD on her TV.  The TV shows a guy and a girl kneeling on a bed kissing.
 
Booth:  I should have known.  It’s a fifteen year old boy.  It’s just porn.
 
Bones:  Wait
 
Angela:  That’s our hanging victim.
 
Zach:  This is pretty kinky stuff.
 
Bones:  I need to know where and when it was shot.  What kind of camera and anything else that might help.
 
Booth:  I’m going to need stills and close ups of the girls face.
 
Hodgins: (burps) Thanks a lot Booth.  My seven organ soup is repeating on me.
 
Booth:  Well, you ordered.  You should have left it to Sid.  Let’s see what the school has to say about this.
 
Hodgins: (to Zach) That was not wild and kinky sex.  It was very, very basic beginner stuff.  Just so you know…uh, Angela, you got any bicarbonate?
 
[Cut to: Headmasters office.  Booth and Bones are standing and the headmaster and Sanders are there.  The headmaster is looking at a still of the two kids kissing that was seen previously on the TV in Bones’ office.]
 
Sanders:  We’ve seen this kind of thing before.
 
Bones:  Kids recording themselves having sex?
 
Headmaster: Young people are more jaded then they used to be.  Sometimes they swap these tapes.
 
Sanders:  I’m surprised to see Nester.
 
Booth:  But not so surprised to see the girl?
 
Headmaster:  How is that relevant?
 
Bones:  You know what’s a better question?  What makes you think you get to decide what’s relevant?  You’re basically a Principle of a high school.
 
Booth: We need to see all the sex tapes that you’ve confiscated.
 
Headmaster:  Absolutely not.
 
Booth:  Well I will just get a warrant and in the application for a warrant I’ll include your admission that you allow your students to swap homemade sex tapes.
 
Sanders:  The headmaster is not refusing to provide you with the tapes.
 
Bones:  Absolutely not sounds like a refusal.
 
Sanders:  When we confiscate the tapes we immediately turn them over to local law enforcement.
 
Booth:  Sheriff Roach new about this?
 
Sanders:  No need to issue a warrant.  We are cooperating completely.
 
Bones:  Was the girl also a student here?
 
Headmaster:  Given your hostility.  It’s time we bring in a lawyer to advise us.
 
Booth: Or you take my advice.  If you don’t answer my questions, I’ll take you down to FBI headquarters in hand cuffs.
 
Bones:  He’ll do it.  He doesn’t like you.
 
(Booth shakes his head no.)
 
Headmaster:  Fine Agent Booth, her name is Camden Destry.
 
[Cut to: Questioning room.  Camden and her mom are there with a male lawyer.  Booth is questioning Camden and Bones is watching from the observation room.]
 
Camden:  Nester Olivos?  I knew him.  He’s kind of famous since he died.
 
Mom:  Poor kid, to take his own life.
 
Booth:  Were you romantically involved?
 
Camden: No.
 
Mom:  Cameron is too young to date seriously.
 
Booth: Too young? Hmm.  Tell me when you’ve seen enough to start telling the truth?
 
(Booth clicks on the TV in the questioning room and the DVD of her and Nester plays.)
 
Camden:  Oh my God. I can’t believe this. Oh my God.  Where did that come from?
 
Lawyer:  Really Mr. Booth, I must protest.
 
Booth: (irritated) I’m tired of being lied to so excuse me if I’m indelicate. Okay, Let’s start over, Shall we?  Did you know Nester Olivos?  Were you romantically involved?
 
Camden:  Why would he do that?  Why would Nester tape us?  I loved him.
 
[Cut to: Booth and Bones getting out of his SUV.  They are parked on the side of the road somewhere.  They lean up against the side of the SUV.]
 
Bones:  So let me just get this right.  I’m the tactless and insensitive one.
 
Booth:  Okay, look. The girl lied to a Federal Agent during the investigation in the death of a boy that she said she loves.  You know what?  These kids, they all lie.  That school teaches them that they’re special, that they’re above the rest of us.  Well they’re not.
 
Bones:  You’re the least objective person I have ever met.
 
Booth: Thank you.
 
Bones:  It’s not a compliment.
 
Booth: Aw, C’mon Bones, you know something is wrong here. Alright, the school, the tapes, now Sheriff Roach.
 
Bones:  All this mess you’re uncovering.  It smells, yes but doesn’t add up to murder…not logically.
 
Booth:  Maybe if you looked for more then the facts you would be able to see the bigger pic…
 
Bones:  Maybe if you opened your mind we could find out the actual truth.
 
(The Sheriff pulls up in her car and gets out with a box of tapes.  She walks over to Booth and Brennan arguing.)
 
Sheriff:  Brought you the tapes.
 
Bones:  How many?
 
Sheriff: All of them. (hands the box over to Bones) What do you think?  I’m withholding evidence?
 
Booth: You know, I’m thinking Hanover Prep gets you elected and you look the other way when you see these tapes.
 
(Bones gets in the SUV)
 
Sheriff:  Kids having sex.  There’s no law against that.
 
Booth:  Let’s hope that’s the worse thing that we find.
 
(Booth pulls open his door and gets in.)
 
[Cut to: Booth’s office.  Booth and Bones are watching the tapes.]
 
Bones:  You’re right about the school… serving pudding.
 
Booth:  Stirring the pudding.  It means…
 
Bones:  (points to screen) Melody Destry, that’s Camdens’ mother.  Wait, Is that…is that Nester Olivos she’s with?
 
Booth:  Nope, That’s Nester’s roommate, Tucker Pattison.
 
[Cut to: Questioning room.  Booth is questioning Tucker and his mom and dad are with him again.]
 
Booth:  How long did the sexual relationship continue?
 
Tucker:  A couple of months.  I don’t know.
 
Mom:  Tucker is the underage victim of statutory rape.
 
Booth:  When did it end?
 
Tucker:  That was the last time.
 
Booth: Why Nester’s bed?  Why not your own?  It was only ten feet away.
 
Tucker:  I don’t know.
 
Booth:  It was because you knew exactly where the camera was pointed.
 
Tuckers:  Mrs. Destry gave me money, you know to keep quiet.  Nester said how much you think she would pay to keep her husband from seeing a tape.  Nester set up a drop and got five thousand dollars.  He said we should do it again but just before vacation I told him that I was going to tell my parents even if it meant getting kicked out of Hanover.  The next thing I know he killed himself.  I figured it was my fault.
 
[Cut to: Lab area.  Bones, Booth, and Hodgins are walking through it.]
 
Hodgins:  Tabbeted pupil casing show the boy ingested a heavy dose of Ketamine before he died. Kids call it special k.
 
Booth:  So somebody dosed him, right?  That explains why he wasn’t struggling before the hanging.
 
Bones:  Or wild thought? He took it himself for fun like most kids do.
 
(Bones scans her card in order for them all to enter the platform area.  Angela and Zach are walking towards the platform.)
 
Zach:  I had sex with Naomi in Paleontology.
 
Angela:  You mean actually in Paleontology.
 
Zach:  No, at her place.  I thought it went great but I could be wrong because apparently what I think is wild and kinky is basic and since she never called me back  I’m wondering if it’s because I lack imagination in the sack.
 
Angela:  You know what Zach?  I’m thinking this is more of a guy guy conversation.
 
Zach:  yeah, I was wondering.
 
Hodgins: (burps)
 
Booth:  Dude, minty burp still burp.
 
Hodgins:  Yeah well who took me to Wong Salmonella’s?
 
Booth:  Alright, you know what?  Just go back to Sid.  Let him bring you you’re meal.  Heartburn will disappear.
 
Bones:  Heartburn.
 
Booth:  What?
 
Bones:  Hodgins has heartburn because stomach acid is rising into his esophagus.  The Ketamine plus choking could have caused Nester to regurgitate.  The rope would hold the gastric juices in the upper throat weakening the hyoid. Digestive juices are basically hydrochloric acid.
 
Zach: (to booth quietly) Sometime when you’re not busy, I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about sexual positions.
 
Booth:  If you even try I will take out my gun and shoot you between the eyes.
 
Bones:  These marks here and here that’s scaring consistent with hydrochloric acid.
 
Booth:  I don’t like where you’re going with this.
 
Bones:  I need to run a few scenarios through the Angelator.
 
[Cut to: Holographic lab.  The hologram of the skeleton is displayed.]
 
Bones:  Replace the values for the hyoid bone mass with these sliding coefficients.  That will replicate bone deterioration as the hyoid is being digested by stomach acid.
 
Angela:  I’m applying a timeline and running in fast forward.  This will show it in measure time.
 
Bones:  The body decomposes and the gastric juices trapped by the noose in Nester’s esophagus actually digest the hyoid over time. (a close up of the hyoid appears in the holograph)  Wait, there the hyoid cracked.
 
Angela:  A hundred and ninety six point three hours just over 8 days.
 
Bones: (to Booth) This finding is congruent with suicide.
 
Booth:  I do not accept that.
 
Bones:  It’s a fact; you can’t not accept a fact.  I have to amend my cause of death report.
 
Booth:  Then you’re going to stop my investigation.  The school trying to cover up a murder and you’re helping them.
 
[Cut to: Lab area with Nester’s bones on the table.  Bones is looking at the skeleton and Angela walks up next to her.]
 
Angela: Honey, did you ever just believe something despite the evidence, just know it was true?
 
Bones: No, I’ve hoped things.  I will always know the difference between hope and fact.  You know all that’s left of this boy is this table full of bones.  Now everyone he has ever known has an agenda, his parents, his school, even the cop who’s investigating his death.  I’m the only one who cares about the truth of what Nester’s life came to in the end.  Good or bad and I know the truth is more important than anything else.
 
Angela:  You know or you hope it’s true?
 
Bones:  Suicide is the most rational logical explanation.  What I believe doesn’t matter.  What makes me sad doesn’t matter.
 
Angela: Look at this face. (she shows her drawing to Bones)  He did not kill himself.
 
Bones:  Angela, I need a little more proof then a nice drawing.
 
Angela:  I can do that.
 
[Cut to: Bones office.  Angela is standing in front of the TV pressing the remote.  Bones and Booth are sitting on the couch looking at the TV.]
 
Angela:  Okay this is not from the DVD it’s a quick snippet that was on Nester’s hard drive.  Somebody tried to erase it but Zach and I got some of it back. 
 
Bones:  Angela, zoom in on that necklace.
 
(Angela zooms in on the necklace on Camden.  A sea horse is on the chain.)
 
Angela:  A little sea horse?  C’mon, what kind of blackmailer does that?  It’s sweet.  It’s a clueless kid in love.
 
Bones:  That’s your evidence that he didn’t commit suicide, A sea horse?
 
Booth:  A kid doesn’t give a gift because,  you know, he’s in love, he does it because he wants a little lovin.
 
Bones:  Rerun that.
 
Angela:  That cynicism you affect Booth it’s your way of hiding your deeply romantic nature.
 
Bones:  There. Stop. Play again.  There. She rolled her eyes for the camera.
 
Booth: What?
 
Angela:  I didn’t see it either.
 
Bones:  Play it in stop motion.  Zoom in.  There, Slow motion. 
 
Booth:  How’d you see that?
 
Angela:  Wait, that girl knew that camera was there.  She looked right at it.
 
Bones:  Camden isn’t a victim.  She’s in on it.
 
Booth: You don’t roll your eyes to yourself.  You do it for someone else not Nester Olivos.
 
Bones: What do we do now?
 
Booth: Well this is where a public school education comes in handy.  Divide and conquer was the playground motto.
 
[Cut to: Questioning room.  Camden, her mother, a male lawyer, Bones, and Booth are all there.  Booth is questioning Camden.]
 
Booth:  What would help me Camden is if you told me why Nester killed himself?
 
Bones:  Then we can close the murder investigation.
 
(There is a screen behind Booth that Camden can see with Tucker on it.)
 
Camden:  Why is Tucker here?
 
Booth:  Oh, Tucker, he said some things.
 
Camden:  What things?
 
Booth:  Well what Tucker told us doesn’t make you look good.
 
Bones:  I believed him but Agent Booth said it was only fair to hear your side.
 
Booth:  If your stories match up I’ll be able to drop the murder investigation.
 
Bones:  You know, I find it hard to believe that it was your idea for Tucker to seduce your mother.
 
Camden:  It wasn’t.  She hit on Tucker.
 
Mom:  No. Wait. Wait. Can they do this?
 
Lawyer:  They’re fishing. Don’t say a word.
 
Bones:  I wasn’t fishing?  Were you fishing?
 
Booth: No, I wasn’t fishing.
 
Camden:  Tucker was all Stacy’s mom about it.  I just sort of gave him permission.  It was funny.
 
Mom: Please stop this.  Stop it.
 
Camden: Mom deal with it, okay?  You’re the one that’s the perv, so.  When my mom gave Tucker money to keep him quiet we got the idea to blackmail her with the tape.  I was mad at her I guess.  Then Tucker said it was my turn.
 
Booth:  Nester was rich, lonely, Catholic and he had a thing for you.
 
Camden:  And he was cute.  People didn’t notice because the way he talked but he was really cute.  I liked him.  We made a tape and showed it to Nester.  It made him really upset. Really upset.
 
Bones:  Because you threatened to show it to his mother.
 
Camden: Or because I broke his heart?  I still can’t believe he killed himself.  I’m really sorry he did that.
 
Lawyer:  What Camden did was wrong which she’s acknowledged but she can’t be held responsible for an unstable boy overreaction.
 
Camden:  I said I’m sorry.
 
Booth:  Yeah, Camden Destry I’m placing you under arrest for the murder of Nester Olivos.
 
Lawyer:   What? She’s admitted to blackmail and attempted blackmail that’s all.
 
Bones:  Nester was going to go to the headmaster and expose you so you dosed him with Ketamine and hauled him up into the tree.  The DNA traces in the rope will prove that.
 
Booth:  Plus, you’ve already confessed to the motive.
 
Camden:  If I cooperate and tell you everything Tucker did, do I get some sort of deal?
 
Booth:  That depends on what else you got.
 
[Cut to: Bones’ Office. Booth and Bones are in there with the Ambassador. Bones is sitting at her desk.  The Ambassador is sitting in a chair next to Booth who is seated also opposite of Bones.]
 
Booth:  The headmaster and head of security will both loose their jobs over what happened to Nester.  The Sheriff will resign.  The two kids who killed your son are both in custody.
 
Ambassador:  Thank you.
 
Booth:  We’re very sorry… for your loss.
 
(They all stand.  The Ambassador goes to leave. Bones picks up the picture of Nester off her desk.)
 
Bones:  Ambassador Olivos, you told me that all a mother wants is to know that she’s raised her child well.  That your biggest regret is that you will never know if Nester would have grown up to be a good man but he was a good man. (she hands the picture to her)  He died because he was trying to do the right thing.
 
(Booth walks over to Bones.)
 
Booth:  Very impressive Temperance. You got that one right.
 
[Cut to: Wong Foos.  Hodgins is at the bar eating a bowl of food.  Angela is sitting in the booth with Zach.]
 
Angela:  When you’re with someone the gymnastics aren’t what matter.  It’s who you are.  It’s in your intentions and how much you care about the other person.
 
Zach:  If you don’t want to help me just say so.
 
Angela:  Alright, I’m going to let you in on a secret.  This is a female secret.  Go to Naomi and tell her you don’t know anything about lovemaking…sex yeah …lovemaking you’re a blank slate.  You’ll do anything she wants if she just introduces you to the secrets of love.  She’ll be more interested in that then if you were the most imaginative lover on the planet
 
Zach:  That is totally counter intuitive.
 
Angela:  Just do it Z-man. Reap the benefits of my sexual wisdom.
 
(The front door to the restaurant opens and Booth and Bones walk in.)
 
Booth:  Oh no, this isn’t going to work.  I mean this is my place.
 
(Bones walks over to the booth where Zach and Angela are.  Booth walks over to the bar where Sid is at.)
 
Booth: Sid?
 
Sid:  As long as they keep it down on the subject of rotten corpses and bodily fluids, I have no beef at all.
 
Hodgins: (to Booth) Okay that is amazing.  I had heartburn.  I asked Sid to bring me something and now the heartburn is gone.  I mean it’s gone. Man I love this place.
 
Booth:  Okay fine, new rules that counter is mine. That booth is yours everything else around here alright, mine, alright, mine…M-I-N-E, mine. 
 
(Booth goes over and sits at the bar next to Hodgins who gets up and leaves to go sit in the booth.  Bones gets up and walks over to the bar sitting next to Booth.)
 
Bones:  I’ve been thinking about your whole something stinks aptitude.  I think you have a subconscious knack for reading body language…stress in the voice …other subtle but disconcernable indicators.  It’s not mysterious but it is impressive and in the future I will try to record it in an appropriate degree of objective worth.
 
Booth:  Thank you Temperance.  Appreciate that. So, uh, what part of this is mine did you not understand?  What?  Do you want me to say it in Latin?
 
Bones: Abset invidia.
 
(Bones gets up and places an ID card for the lab for Booth on the table. She walks away and Booth picks it up to look at it.  It has his picture and information on it.)
 
Booth: (smiles) Nice.
 
 
Fade to Black.

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