Booth: Do you remember the last time that we were here? Standing right around in this spot… it was right in the beginning, before we really knew each other. I was trying to get away from you because, um, you were irritating me. And uh, you chased me down, and you caught up to me. I said to you, “listen, I just have to get all my ducks in a row, right?” And then you said to me-
Brennan: “I can be a duck!”
Booth: Yeah. You know, we had been chasing each other for a long time. Been chasing each other through wars and serial killers and ghosts and snakes and… Chasing you has been the smartest thing that I have ever done in my life. And being chased by you has been my greatest joy. But now, we uh, we don’t have to chase each other anymore because… we caught each other.
Brennan: When Hodgins and I were buried alive, we each wrote a message to someone we loved, in case our bodies were ever found. Hodgins wrote to Angela, and I wrote to you: “Dear Agent Booth, you’re a confusing man. You are irrational, and impulsive, superstitious, and exasperating. You believe in ghosts and angels and maybe even Santa Claus. And because of you, I’ve started to see the universe differently. How is it possible that simply looking into your fine face gives me so much joy? Why does it make me so happy that every time I try to sneak a peek at you, you’re already looking at me? Like you, it makes no sense. And like you, it feels right. If I ever get out of here, I will find a time and a place to tell you that you make my life messy, and confusing, and unfocused, and irrational, and wonderful.” This is that time. This is that place.