My own species!

Well obviously my favourite programme is "House" but my second favourite at the moment is "bones".It's great! And best of all is these two, cos they remind me of me! Goodman: Dr. Brennan, are you playing me? Brennan: You know I'm no good at that. Goodman: Hmm, thus far, but you have a disturbingly steep learning curve. Booth: Trying to track down the doctor? Brennan: Don't need him. It's definitely a toxin, but we can't determine what kind. Zack: Too bad the liver is cooked; that could tell us everything. Booth: You know, I need subtitles walking in here. Brennan: I've been thinking about your whole "something stinks" aptitude. Booth: Oh yeah? Brennan: I think you have a subconscious knack for reading body language. Stress in the voice, other subtle yet discernible indicators. It's not mysterious, but it is impressive and in the future, (deep breath) I will try to accord it an appropriate degree of objective worth. Booth: Thank you Temperance, I appreciate that. So, uh, what part of "this is mine" did you not understand? Have to say it in Latin? Brennan (gets up slowly, smiling slightly, and hands him the access pass he wanted while saying): Abscet invidea. Brennan: Maybe the young man died and the missing girl, hungry and lost, came upon him needing food. She-- Sheriff: Sawed him up and barbequed him? Brennan: What? There's no evidence that the hand was cooked. Brennan: Angela said rap artists sometimes kill each other over the music: Jam Master Jay, Tupac, Biggie. Booth: Do you even know who you're talking about? Brennan: Yeah, I've done my Googling. Zack: (Ranting maniacally) I was out taking the pictures you needed and there was a sign and numbers on the ground and I thought, "Why assume a quasi-randomly generated function-oriented paradigm?" Hodgins: Zack! When you talk that fast, human beings can't hear you.