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The bug and slime guy on Bones
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Hodgins Quotes
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[Booth is talking about Cleo Eller, who was just discovered dead] Booth: Yeah, well it’s my job to find her. Hodgins: Well in that case congratulations on your success. Hodgins: Chem Lab mass spectrometer identifies the particulates in Charlie Sanders' mouth as fluoride. [Brennan is staring at her computer screen] I know that look. Brennan: What? Hodgins: You're writing another book. When you write you get this stunned look on your face like you stuck a fork in a toaster. [Hodgins and Zack are racing beetles] Hodgins: What if they get mixed up? Zack: I can tell them apart. [points to one] That's Jeff and [points to the other] that's Ollie. I win. Hodgins: What? Wha... That one was mine! Zack: You had Jeff. I had Ollie, Ollie won and you owe me a buck. Hodgins: You want in on the action Angela? Angela: [sighs] No, thank you. I'm going to go have sex. Hodgins: I demand another beetle, alright? Jeff's got a groin pull. Zack: Arthropods do not possess groins. Pay up. Booth: [notices the beetles] Okay, our tax dollars hard at work. Hodgins: Yeah, what's break time at the FBI, book burning? [The phone starts ringing in the lab and Hodgins picks it up] Hodgins: Hodgins. Zack: [on other end of phone] Most trecondi codes have a complex numerical cypher. Hodgins: That's a fun factoid Zack, thank you. Zack: 12402510221. That's the number they found on the victim. Hodgins: Well, you’re the one with the photographic memory. I'm the one that's good with the ladies. Zack: This is the type of situation where someone says, "Oh my god." Hodgins: Pretend you're a person and say it. Zack: Oh my god. Hodgins: Okay, okay so you’re telling me that my toe chewing moron cousin was appointed to a secret post in a secret part of the government you can’t tell me about so you compiled a secret dossier on me, but I’m the one who’s paranoid. Pickering: We don’t use the word "dossier". Hodgins: What was the finding? I…I still work here so… Pickering: Harmless. Hodgins: Harmless? I’m harmless? Pickering: Yes, you do not pose a viable threat. Hodgins: Well, that’s just insulting. Pickering: If you want me to interview you, I will but I will only discover what we already know. You are benign. Hodgins: I am not benign, lady. I’m not harmless. I’m malignant! I’m a loaded cannon… Pickering: Thank you Dr. Hodgins. [she walks away] Hodgins: I know things that would curdle your blood! Including a formula that literally curdles blood! Booth: You know you guys are geniuses. Zack: How do we find that? Booth: I work for the F.B.I., you idiots. Hodgins: Way to go Zack. We went from geniuses to idiots in 3 seconds. Brennan: I'm going to ask you guys to help me on this. Angela: You mean after the Communist thing? Brennan: No, immediately. Hodgins: I'm in. Zack: You want us to defy Dr. Goodman? Hodgins: I'm in. Brennan: Not defy per say, do both jobs but keep one a secret. Hodgins: I'm in. Angela: We get it. You're a rebel. Hodgins: I hate to say conspiracy, but, my peeps, we've got a conspiracy. Cam: Hey, Hodge-Podge, all engines reverse. First we identify beyond a shadow of a doubt, then we get paranoid. Hodgins: Cool. As long as paranoia's on the schedule somewhere. Hodgins: [to Brennan trying to cheer her up about not being named Goodman's replacement, and Cam was] You're not a flesh-pressing, ink-stained, policy-making wank-tard. Cam: [Hodgins knows Cam overheard the "wank-tard" comment, and starts babbling] You're chattering me to death because you hope I'll forget that you called me a wank-tard. Hodgins: [chastened] It's a ...made up word. No meaning. Hodgins: Listen, Angela, we've been dancing around this for months now, like two pieces of neodymium caught in a magnetic field. Angela: Is that good? Hodgins: Yeah. But if the field weakens, they fly apart. Which is why I thought they should go on a date. Hodgins: Aluminum. Brennan: Aluminum? Hodgins: The Brits say "Al-yu-mini-um", but it sounds, well, British. Hodgins: If you haven't figured out the stun gun, then I am this week's King of the Lab, 'cause I found something huge. Angela: You compete to be King of the Lab? [Hodgins notices her for the first time and becomes embarrassed] Hodgins: [scoffs] No. Hodgins: I’m nuts about Angela. Over the moon. Stupid in love with her. That’s why I bought her that – that crazy, expensive perfume. Man give you a bottle of perfume like that, it says - it says “I love you”. There. I said it out loud. Booth: (After Hodgins has informed him of the letter about Marvin Beckett) Okay, who else knows about this? Hodgins: Us and you, that's it. Booth: Let's keep it that way. Hodgins: I've seen this movie, I get killed on the way home. Booth: Then don't go home. Hodgins: (laughs then stops abruptly) You serious? Hodgins: I clicked on a pop-up and got caught in a pornado. Hodgins: I am not a party trick! Hodgins: Release the hounds. Zack: What? Hodgins: (Annoyed) Pour in the Sea Chimps. Hodgins: Those Sea Chimps went after that pork by-product like piranhas after a skinny-dipping missionary. Zack: I will be the back end of a cow. Hodgins: So, no costume. Zack: Naomi from Palentology has agreed to be my front. Hodgins: So many jokes, so little time. Hodgins: The clothing came from a church-run thrift store. Cam: How could you possibly know that? Zack: There is no bug or slime specific to church thrift stores. Hodgins: You don't know that. I'm the bug and slime guy. You're just the auxiliary bone guy who dresses up like the back end of a cow. Hodgins: Does Brennan put "Mr." before your name? Vincent: Yes. Hodgins: That's her very subtle way of saying you're not a doctor. Hope you enjoyed reading them. :)
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he is so cute!
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