Friday, October 16, 2009

bones: s05 eo5 a night at the bones museum

This is the moment when the whole rest of the cast ruins my life. Or, you know, breaks my brain.

Because right before that, we had progress, people. This is why I love the episodes where one of the other of them has an outside romantic interest-- hackles go up, defenses close down, eyes go green, and then in the end, it forces movement on the thinning line between them. And I squeed so much my eyes were bleeding like this week's second body.

The main story was about an ancient Egyptian mummy and how excited Bones is to find new anthropological evidence on who it is and what happened in his life, solving a 3000 year old crime and bringing justice in such a way that the museum holds a banquet in her honor. And it's about how the mummy was used in the murder of the scientist in charge of the study on him, and another scientist that couldn't handle the prospect of the riches he could gain by the secrets she uncovers in her examination. There was more of the in-house paranoia like a few seasons ago when scientists turned up dead. But you know what? They talked through that one then, and there was no need to say it all over again-- they just all knew that one of their own was dead and the crime needed to be solved.

Meanwhile, Daisy's back, and she and Bones find common ground with the mummy. And Booth's boss thinks Bones is hot and asks her out, which puts Booth on edge and on the defensive, and he keeps insisting that it's because he doesn't want her messing around with his boss, but we all know better-- including Angela, who says as much, flat out, and that's why I love this show. It's like real life here: everyone can see what's going on except the two of them.

Anyway, Bones doesn't get it, and goes out on the date, and talks about Booth, which he'd asked her not to do, and when he finds out about it, he's hurt, and she can't understand why, until he doesn't quite say that he shares more with her than he does with anyone else, but even she, with her near-total lack of social skills figures that one out. And in the end, she takes Booth to the gala instead of AD Hacker, and there's a Moment, where they're being honest with each other for the first time all episode, and each thing they say brings them closer together, and he sort of ducks his head and she sort of tilter her chin up... and then everyone walks in and I die of deferred fandom. Not quite as bad as that scene in the first X-Files movie (nothing has been that bad, ship-wise), but it was such a perfect scene, so of course it had to die. That's how TV works. ::sigh::

But before they go back to the party, she straightens his tie and he pushes her hair back off her shoulder, and they smile at each other, and there's still hope. And maybe an idea, and inkling, a hint of how that Moment could have gone? The feeling that they would be okay with it? A girl can hope.

Now we just need to get that lingering issue of Booth's brain trauma out of the way, the nagging idea that he only loves her because his neurons are rattled. I'd like him to face a clown and find it disturbing again, get all shaken and upset, and then realize that he still has feelings for her. About face, gushing that it's okay, she's confused, and... well, probably nothing. At least a hug, even if he doesn't explain anything to her. Which he probably won't unless it's sweeps week or the season ender, because Hart Hanson wants me to have an aneurysm. Oh, but the fanfic it could spawn!

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