
Angela: (about Sully) He’s like me.
Booth: Yeah. (pauses and thinks) Ya know, I don’t see that.
Angela: Well, he’s not really made for all this murder and corpses and empty eye sockets crap. He’s a romantic.
Booth: Unlike me?
Angela: No. You’re a romantic of a narrow kind. You live to catch bad guys. Sully lives wide.
Booth: I live wide too. Far and wide. Alright? There’s nothing wider than Seeley Booth.
Angela: Okay then. My Bad.