Booth: Bones, what are you doing?
Brennan: I do trust you. I just want you to know that. You’re an excellent father.
Booth: Right, but this is a professional setting, Bones.
Brennan: Not for me. There’s nothing more I can do until I get back to the lab.
Booth: Oh.
Brennan: Mm.
Booth: Wow. What was that one for?
Brennan: Well, I enjoyed the previous one so much, I wanted one more. I’m done now.
Booth: I’m not done. Bones? Bones?

Parker: I wanted to make her something. That’s all. See? It’s Christine’s family. Here’s a picture of Temperance…Dad…and your FBI patch.
Booth: That’s the patch you took from my gym bag.
Parker: Yeah. But it was an extra. I made sure. See? And here’s a picture of all of us.
Brennan: Well, it’s beautiful, Parker. Let’s see how Christine likes it.
Parker: Turn it on, Dad.
Booth: All right.
Parker: I used the motor from our truck.
Booth: Right, from the RC truck.
Parker: Mm-hmm.
Booth: Look at that.
Parker: I got the music from a chip in a greeting card. And I got a picture of my face in the middle. That way, Christine’ll know me the next time I come to visit.
Booth: I’m sorry, buddy.
Parker: It’s all right. She likes it.
Brennan: She loves it.

Brennan: So, it turned out that Kevin was actually telling the truth?
Booth: Yeah, Theo stole the antifreeze from his car to burn the body. You know, it turns out that Kevin is a pretty honest guy, you know, for a miserable drug dealer.
Brennan: She still asleep?
Booth: She is; look at that, huh? She’s like a tiny, drunken sailor in a onesie.
Brennan: She actually let us finish a whole meal. One that didn’t get cold.
Booth: Think we should push it with dessert?
Brennan: Sure. I’ll get some ice cream.
Booth: Ice cream. I scream for ice cream— I’ll have chocolate. That’d be good. Don’t forget the chocolate.
Brennan: Of course I’ll get chocolate. Here we go.
Booth: Look at that.
Brennan: Oh, what is…What is this?
Booth: It’s a present.
Brennan: For me?
Booth: Yeah.
Brennan: Oh, thank you.
Booth: Mm-hmm.
Brennan: Why?
Booth: Oh, you know, ‘cause I-I love you, I guess.
Brennan: You guess? Oh…Lingerie?
Booth: Lingerie, huh? Look, it’s three pieces; it matches, okay? There’s a bralette, there’s a, uh, a negligee, and a tanga.
Brennan: Tanga? That’s a seaport in northern Tanzania.
Booth: Well, I must have misunderstood what she said, then.
Brennan: Booth, why did you buy me lingerie?
Booth: You were complaining, you know, earlier, about how your clothes haven’t been fitting you, and you don’t feel right about yourself, so I just thought that, uh, you know…
Brennan: I complain because it’s an irritating inconvenience, not because I’m unhappy with the way I look. Are you unhappy with the way I look?
Booth: No, no.
Brennan: There are hormonal and physiological changes that the body goes through after childbirth. It’s a fascinating process, but for some men, those changes can make them lose interest in their mates.
Booth: Well, they don’t live with you.
Brennan: I’ve never had undergarments like these before. They seem very comfortable. You chose well.
Booth: Yeah?
Brennan: Maybe we should go upstairs, so I can try them on.
Booth: Comfort is what I was thinking about. Purely comfort.
Brennan: Mm-hmm.
Booth: Right. And I should put this away so it doesn’t melt.
Brennan: Booth?
Booth: Yeah?
Brennan: Let it melt.
Booth: Whoa! Or I could just take it with us. Take it with us. Okay, you know what? I’ll-I’ll change her.
Brennan: Okay, but I’m still gonna put this on.
Booth: Yeah? Okay. I’m still bringing this. Ha!
Brennan: Don’t get it sticky, though.
Booth: Well, you know, it’s not that sticky.
Brennan: Depends on where you put it.

Booth: Okay, day care for you, and crime scene for us. Bones, if you don’t hurry up, people are gonna start messing with your remains. And we don’t want at. Hey, baby, baby. Dada…FBI.
Brennan: I don’t know what to wear.
Booth: What do you mean? We’re going to a garbage dump. There’s no dress code.
Brennan: Well, everything I put on—all the clothes I had before the baby-I just fell like I’m not…You know what I mean?
Booth: No, I don’t. Listen, we’ve got to get Christine to the day care…
Brennan: I feel like I’m in someone else’s body.
Booth: Oh, no. You are not in somebody else’s body. Trust me. I know your body. I guarantee that one.
Brennan: Okay, now you’re humoring me so that you can get to the crime scene.
Booth: Yes, I am. So why don’t you wear the green thingy?
Brennan: What, this? It makes me look like a golf course.
Booth: Bones, what’s the matter? You’re never like this?
Brennan: You don’t think I should care about how I look?
Booth: Right. I get it. Uh, you’re an airplane propeller and I’m about to walk into you, so I’m gonna take a step back.
Brennan: I don’t know what that means.
Booth: You’re just feeling a little vulnerable because you just had a baby.
Brennan: Are you saying that I resent our daughter? I love Christine.
Booth: No! No, not at all. I just…ook, what do you say we talk about this later? W-We should get to work.
Brennan: Okay, fine. Should I wear this or this?
Booth: Uh, you know what, they’re both gorgeous.
Brennan: Ugh! You’re no help at all. Absolutely no help at all.
Booth: Did I say something wrong?

Booth: Oh. She sleeping?
Brennan: Like a baby.
Booth: Right. Sorry. So I put all of that stuff away that we got at the market.
Brennan: Oh, thanks. We saved a lot of money with those coupons you had.
Booth: Right. Let’s keep that between you and I. I don’t want that to get out.
Brennan: Okay.
Booth: Look at her. So, are you gonna go put her in her crib so you can get some rest?
Brennan: No, I’m not.
Booth: Why not?
Brennan: I can’t. I can’t let her go. I just…I missed her so much.
Booth: I thought you were okay with this. It was fine that…
Brennan: It’s not rational, I know, but I…I mean…Oh, look at her. I just missed her so much.
Booth: Maybe this was too soon for you to go back to work. Maybe you should have taken more time, you know, for yourself.
Brennan: No. No, I can’t. I-I’m needed. You know, what I do is for her now, too. She should know that what I do is important.
Booth: I know.
Brennan: And just because something is difficult doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t do it.
Booth: Look, I’m here for you and for her, okay? Anything you need. We’ll go slow on this. 
Brennan: Okay. I’m going to sneak her into the lab. Every day.
Booth: You’re a good mom. Isn’t she a good mom?
Brennan: Don’t wake her up.
Booth: I’m not gonna wake her up.
Brennan: You’re too loud.

Booth: Oh, she winked at me.
Brennan: She probably has something in her eye. Do you have the shopping list?
Booth: Yeah. I have the shopping list right there. Why do you have to be like that, huh? She could’ve winked at me.
Brennan: She’s six weeks old, Booth. She’s developmentally incapable of making the decision to wink at you.
Booth: Well, she could be just like you, you know, brilliant and crazy about me. Hey, that’s a good one. See that? Mommy winked, too.
Brennan: Okay. I have packed extra onsies, a sweater…I have infant sunscreen, if they take her outside…
Booth: Bones, she’s gonna be fine. The Jeffersonian’s got one of the best daycare centers in the country.
Brennan: Well, logically I know that’s true, but for some reason, I’m still anxious.
Booth: Yeah, because you’re her mom, right, and it’s her first day at daycare, and your first day back at work. You’re gonna miss her.
Brennan: Well, I’ll see her in a few hours. Oh, do you have organic baby wipes on your list?
Booth: Yes. I have organic baby wipes, I have diapers. Oh. And I got food for us so we don’t starve.
Brennan: Good. Okay, oh.
Booth: Here she is.
Brennan: Hello.
Booth: Bones, she’s gonna be fine, all right? If you need her, the lab is really close to the daycare.
Brennan: I know that. Oh! Did you remember to wash the nipples?
Booth: Yeah, when I showered this morning. But I don’t think daycare is gonna check.
Brennan: She winked at me! I think she winked at me.
Booth: She’s brilliant, just like her dad. Right? Like her dad.
Brennan: She’s very advanced. I knew she would be.
Booth: Yeah, of course.

Booth: Bones, just be careful coming in.
Brennan: Someone here?
Booth: Stay there.
All: Surprise!
Booth: Oh, hey, look at that. Hi. Hey, hey.
Sweets: Let me see her.
Booth: Oh, wait! Don’t move. Wash your hands first.
Brennan: Actually, the more exposure she has to germs in her formative years, the stronger her immune system will be.
Booth: Here you go. A little sanitizer never hurt. Right? Just remember that.
Angela: Oh, she is beautiful.
Brennan: I know.
Daisy: Oh, Lance, we need to make one of those.
Sweets: We’ll, uh, talk.
Hodgins: Wow. Worthy of a manger.
Cam: Uh, and we brought you dinners for the next few nights.
Angela: And we got some diapers and some towels, because they do like to spit up. A lot.
Cam: And some champagne, because you can drink it now.
Booth: Look at that. Champagne, huh, Bones? What is that? “Welcome Stapes”?
Brennan: It’s the smallest bone in the human body.
Angela: Well, we didn’t know her name, so…
Brennan: Thanks. She’s so lucky to have all of you.
Booth: Ah, she’s up.
Angela: So what is her name?
Booth: We named her after Bones’s mom.
Brennan: Christine. Our daughter’s name is Christine. Christine Angela.
Angela: Oh, my God.
Hodgins: To Christine Angela.

Booth: Shh, shh. Okay, breathe. All right? I’m so sorry, Bones.
Brennan: Why?
Booth: Look where we are, you know. I should’ve been able to make it to the hospital.
Brennan: It’s not your fault. This is a perfect place. This a perfect place. And children who grow up on farms develop far fewer allergies and…respiratory issues!
Booth: Right, okay. Okay. Yeah, and it’s hard not to believe in a higher power when you’ve just been turned away from the inn, and you’re about to give birth in a manger.
Brennan: That doesn’t make your mythology true, okay?
Booth: You’re not gonna start with that again, are we? I really…What?
Brennan: I want to push.
Booth: Right, push! Oh! Okay, easy, easy, easy, easy. Hold on, hold on, hold on. Okay, all right. Whoa, whoa! All right. You’re gonna push? Push one. Push, Bones! That’s it. There you go. Good job. There are some things that you just can’t explain. Why can’t you just admit that there’s a mystery to life, Bones? Oh, oh! You’re doing good, you’re doing good. Okay, push, one more time. You’re doing, you’re doing great, okay? Ready to push. All right? You’re really close. I can see her head. Push! You’re doing great, Bones. Push! Push! Okay Oh. Here. All right, here. All right. Okay, yeah, easy. There she is. Right there. Hi. Look at that. Hey.
Brennan: Oh. Hi.
Booth: Oh. It’s all right.
Brennan: There is a mystery to life.
Booth: Look at that.
Brennan: Hi.
Booth: Would you just look at that.
Brennan: You’re beautiful.
Booth: Wow. Hey. It’s your dad.
Brennan: Look at us. We’re a family.

Booth: Trust me, okay? He’s the guy.
Bones: Okay, what, I’m just supposed to accept your hunch?
Booth: He’s got motive, he’s got his own personal acid bath! What more do you want?
Bones: That is all circumstantial, Booth, and you know it. You’re pressuring me.
Booth: You look tired. I mean, you look exhausted. I mean, I can see it. You’ve been on your feet all day, huh? These guys aren’t going anywhere. Come on. We can come back tomorrow. Let’s just get back home, huh? We’ll get some sleep. We’ll come back if we have to. Look, Bones, you’re not Superwoman, okay? You’re nine months pregnant. You can’t overexert yourself. I mean, even you know that. Look at me. Hey, I love you. And if anything happens to this child, I would die. So let’s just go home, get some rest. We’ll come back here tomorrow, okay?
Bones: Okay.

They have a home *_*