Brennan is on the jury for a case against a major soccer star, Peter Kidman. The Jeffersonian team is split as to which side Brennan will be on: Angela and Hodgins think it is clear that the defendant committed the murder. Cam and Squintern Daisy think the evidence just isn’t there and Brennan always goes with […]
A sperm donor ends up in a beaver dam, Hodgins gives birth, and Brennan gets into a feud.
Booth and Brennan are on their honeymoon in Argentina and Brennan is finding it hard to relax. She buzzkills Booth’s plans to go to some waterfall pool with information about said pool’s fecal content, but when Booth asks what she would like to do, she takes him to a morgue to see remains of The Disappeared.
OH. EM. GEE. It’s Booth and Brennan wedding time, y’all! And MJ Bush and I are double teaming this auspicious occasion. But of course, a corpse (and a minor church fire possibly caused by Brennan’s mother) derail the wedding plans. Ready to ride? Buckle in.
It’s been a couple of weeks since Sweets started his leave and just when he thought he was out, they pull him back in for help with a case relating to gang violence.
After last week’s angst-filled opener, the Jeffersonian team gets back into the swing of things and Booth and Brennan reprise their undercover identities of Tony and Roxie to get inside a marriage retreat and find the cutest darn killers ever.
Previously on Bones, Christopher Pelant killed a lot of people, framed Brennan for killing more people, and then stole all of Hodgins’ money. But Booth shot his face up pretty good. Now he’s back in a Batcave style setup, stalking them.
Tonight, Bones is preempted by Outbreak! Only with less Dustin Hoffman.
Best. Title. Ever. Strippers and stockbrokers and Booth’s mom… oh my!
In a seemingly abandoned building, a couple searches through a mushroom mound, looking for a treasure hunt clue. They definitely find something, but it’s not treasure, it’s a human skull.
We go straight to the body of the week with a meaty body left in a car for 5 days. The remains have decayed in two different ways due to microclimates. Booth checks out the trunk and finds a sawed-off shotgun with no serial number.
First auction hunters, now doomsday preppers? Is the Bones writing staff watching too much TLC?
An ex-Wall Street guy plows a field of kale (of course it’s kale. Does kale even grow near DC?) and finds something not so green. He doesn’t know how to stop his tractor, so the body is brought up on the wheel’s spikes. Brennan is not going to like that.
A homeless guy comes into a pawn shop with a mud-caked suitcase. He wants at least four dollars for it, but the shop owner won’t give him anything. He cracks it open and there’s a gooey, disgusting corpse. He lowers his request to fifty cents.
This week on Bones: Angela goes undercover, Booth gets shady, and a Squintern has a birthday.