Aside from Season 4’s circus episode, I tend to enjoy when Bones sets a crime in a culture that Brennan, an anthropologist, gets to explore. Last night, we hit the suburbs where the remains of a man were found out the bottom of a barbecue pit during a neighborhood’s annual block luau. Sweets earned his paycheck, helping Booth and Brennan to understand that suburbanites identify themselves as one. Cheating your neighbor out of money and screwing around on your wife with a mother and daughter (ewwww.com) are acceptable deviations, and slipping someone’s dog a laxative for peeing on your property only results in shunning — but put up an eyesore wind turbine in your front yard and drag down property values and you will get your butt kicked. If your wife has been giving you saltpeter, a blood thinner, hoping it would keep you from getting an erection, you will also die. (Do you think they never said the word erection because Fox censors wouldn’t allow it, or because Booth stumbling around the word was funny? I’m guessing the latter, considering the number of times they were allowed to say lube as they investigated the sex toy business Bob had started with the victim. Cannot wait for the Season 5 blooper reel. Michaela Conlin was pretty hands-on — “Spoil sport, finding likely murder weapons way too fast.” And I seriously doubt that David Boreanaz didn’t improv a bit with one of those blow-up dolls.)
My only problem with the investigation was the idea that Booth wouldn’t want to be in the room when Sweets told Bob that the hunky gardener (who never would have cut it on Wisteria Lane) had been sleeping with his wife and daughter. I hate it when the show pretends that as an FBI agent, Booth wouldn’t have training in telling when people are lying, or that he wouldn’t want to be present anytime a suspect or person of interest in one of his cases was being questioned. Perhaps this is supposed to show that he’s learned to trust and respect Sweets professionally, but it makes me momentarily question how good Seeley is at his job, which I never want to do. I realize we needed some time for Booth and Brennan to be alone — so he could ask her to come to dinner with him and Parker (more on that in a bit) — but couldn’t they have had that conversation on their way to the interrogation room, where Sweets would have been waiting for them outside? He’d have caught the tale end of the chat, cracked a joke that Booth would’ve trumped, and then they’d question Bob together (or with Sweets hanging out behind the glass and talking into Seeley’s ear).
The Booth-Brennan romance drama was on the lighter side this episode. Eight-year-old Parker was determined to find Booth a girlfriend, first asking Angela if she’d be willing to help his dad “sex up.” Angela admitted the thought had, at one point, crossed her mind, but that she’s now five months and nine days into her celibacy vow. Finally, Booth went to Sweets, who explained that there are five stages of psychosexual development: oral, anal (Booth’s reaction was classic), phallic, latent, and genital. He theorized that Parker was entering genital, and was looking to identify with his gender parent. He needs to see Booth be socially comfortable with a woman so he could imagine himself being comfortable with one in the future.
Taking a cue from the suburbs, where appearances are everything, Booth asked Brennan to, in her words, help fool Parker into thinking that his workaholic dad’s life is gratifying. Did she seem a little too excited when she used the term “self-fulfilling desire” as she agreed to be the village helping to raise Booth’s child? The three of them went to the diner, where Booth was ovary-aching adorable as he hid behind his milkshake as Brennan pressed Parker for info. on why he wanted to see his dad coupled. Brennan used the “I’ve picked up people skills working with you, so trust me” line on Booth, which is funny because so many times we (and by that I mean I) point out that she should’ve picked up some sensitivity from him by now but often proves she hasn’t. (At the very least, a genius anthropologist should have the ability to discern when she needs to fake it.) Anyway, when asked a straight question, Parker gave a straight answer: It’s because he wants a pool. His friend’s father got a girlfriend, married her, and moved into a house with a pool. Reaching another milestone in their faux relationship, Brennan gave Booth a key to her place so that Parker and he could use the pool in her building whenever they wanted. The Booth boys — and Brennan — agreed that this made her awesome. What would be awesome is if Booth uses that key to one day bust in on her with a man (maybe his boss in next’s week episode?!) or to save her from a killer (isn’t it about time Brennan’s life is threatened again? Save it for Sweeps!).
The third story line involved intern Arastoo, who slipped out of his thick Iranian accent while arguing with Cam over whether a Muslim should be working a case that involved a pig. (He said yes.) Again, Sweets earned his keep, analyzing Arastoo’s motives and seeing that he was not a terrorist (as Cam feared, for comic effect) but that he’s a scientist who didn’t want to have to justify being religious to his colleagues. They wouldn’t question why a recent immigrant would hold on to his beliefs. Of course, once Hodgins and Angela found out the truth, they sat him down for a chat. While they drank moonshine — infidels — he explained that he believes Allah created the mystery of the world and science tries to explain it. That makes science a noble cause. I’m not a particularly religious person, but I don’t think you can’t be spiritual if you’re a scientist. You may not buy the timeline and stories in books like the Bible, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t believe there was some kind of divine being that set forth whatever was needed for life itself to begin. (That’s how I sleep at night, anyway.)
What did you think of the episode? What was your favorite line? I’m going to have to go with Brennan’s “Oh god, she’s a therapist. She talks like a therapist” and the retort (from Charles in Charge‘s Josie Davis), “Ohmygod, she’s an anthropologist. She talks like an anthropologist.”
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