Home

Bones: "Middle of Nowhere" Scene 5

Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended! The show and the characters belong to Hart Hanson, Kathy Reichs, and FOX. No profit was made from this, only pure entertainment and joy for writing!

Spoilers: General spoilers for Season 1 and Season 2

Rating: PG-13

Summary: The Squint Squad, Booth, and Parker go on a camping/fishing trip.

Title: “Middle of Nowhere”

Format: Script

Date started: 8/9/07

Progress: 5/5=Finished

*Author Notes: My newest update in a seemingly long time. Sorry to keep you waiting! My computer finally broke and I was without a computer for practically a whole week and now I have a new computer. Yay!! Won’t be writing another one for a long time since school is about to begin soon. I was very discouraged from writing because I lost everything I’ve written in this scene, so I had to write as much as I can remember. It’s not that funny like I would have wanted it to be. You only get the muse once and then it goes away.

 

Scene 5

 

(Scene fades in from black. Birds are chirping in the background. The lake is sparkling with a crystal blue color under the blazing red-orange sun. Booth’s strong and muscular arms are holding Brennan tightly as they continue to sleep on top of the blue blanket laid in the grass. Booth slowly gets up from bed and starts to stretch. Brennan gets up slowly with Booth and jumps from behind. Everyone else starts to see what the commotion is. “Love of My Life” by Brian McKnight starts to play. A montage of Booth and Brennan smiling, laughing, kissing and looking at each other starts to begin. In the background, the rest of the Squint Squad are packing up the camping equipment for the hike back down.)

 

Angela: Are you guys done kissing yet?

 

(No answer. Booth and Brennan continue kissing. Zack is watching intensely.)

 

Zack: This is how two people have sexual interaction?

Jack: Dude! It’s called making out.

 

(Zack is really watching intensely; While, Booth and Brennan are kissing each other like there’s no tomorrow.)

 

Zach: I wish I knew how this was done. Then I might be with Naomi from Paleontology; instead of, being denied by her.

Jack: It’s called being dumped. These things can’t be taught. You learn from experience.

(Jack is now snuggling closer to Angela. Jack touches Angela’s silky hair and moves his hand down to Angela’s hips. He moves closer to kiss Angela on the neck many times. Angela turns around and starts to put her hands on Jack’s shoulder aggressively and moves in closer. They start kissing. Jack pulls off his t-shirt. The two couples are kissing with an overview of the lake below. Zack and Parker watch helplessly far away. They are both sitting on a log. Music pauses.)

 

Parker: Is this what they mean about going fishing?

Zack: I have no idea.

 

(Music starts up again. The volume of the music increases. Moment is glowed out. Music is still continuing. Shot is replaced with everyone making their final steps down the hiking trail. They are finally on ground level with the lake. Booth and Jack set down the cooler; while, Angela and Brennan set up the camping chairs. The boys get their fishing rods out of the black equipment bag.)

 

Booth: Here, you cast off the line like this.

Parker: I know how to do it, daddy.

 

(Booth chuckles to himself. He can’t believe his little boy is growing up so fast.)

 

Booth: Okay, buddy. I’ll leave you to it.

 

(Cut to Jack and Zack.)

 

Jack: You need to put some bait on that hook before you cast off.  It’s unbelievable that you never went fishing.

Zack: There’s no point to it.

Jack: It’s one of many life lessons.

Zack: Correction, It was. Centuries ago, fishing was an important in everyday lives. Present-day speaking, it’s a primitive form of getting food.

Jack: What if you were stuck on an isolated island and had to know how to catch food in order to survive?

Zack: The chances of a person being stranded on an island are one-million to zero. It’s impossible….like that thing where people guess numbers on a piece of paper…..

Jack: The lottery. Hypothetically speaking, Zack.

Zack: Hypothetically speaking, I would have to know how to catchy food. In actual reality, this method of getting food is out-dated.

Jack: Fishing is out-dated??

 

(Jack and Zack get into a friendly argument about fishing. Cut to Angela, Brennan and Booth. They are sitting on a blanket and are playing snog bull----.)

 

Booth: Three Aces.

Brennan: Bull----

Booth: Read them and weep.

Angela: Oh….he’s got you, sweetie.

 

(Brennan takes the pile of cards and has to kiss Booth.)

 

Bones (jokingly): You are an….. insufferable bastard….

 

(Suddenly, gun shots rings out in the middle of nowhere.)

 

Booth: Everyone, get down!

 

(Booth looks around to find out where the shots were fired. He starts to run in the direction of the shot, but hears Angela sobbing. He sees Brennan is hit and reaches for his cell phone to call a helicopter to take her to the hospital. The moment keeps fading in and out of black with a heart pounding sound for each fade.)

 

Booth: No…….No…………No……..

Booth (angrily): This wasn’t suppose to happen….

Angela (sobbing): She just………

 

(Jack is comforting Angela. Booth is applying pressure to Brennan’s wound. He looks at her face and tears start welling up. Parker is staying close to Angela. Zack looks on helplessly.)

 

Booth: How the heck would anyone know that we were in these god---- woods camping??

Angela: The whole Jeffersonian knew that we were on a camping trip. The newspaper did an article on Brennan’s best-selling book….ever since she became famous….the Jeffersonian had to step up security, but…she told them she was going to take a break from writing and her publicist made an announcement that she was going camping….supposedly… it was to let the world see more of her personal life…good publicity and all…..according to her publicist.

 

(The helicopter finally arrives and lands. Cut to an over-view shot of the whole situation. Camera slowly zooms out. Moment is fade out to black and then fade in from black. The Squint Squad are waiting patiently; While, Booth dispatched a FBI crime-scene unit hoping to find some clues. He also called Caroline Julian to get a list of cases that Brennan has testified in.)

 

Booth: I need them fast, Caroline.

Julian: Hmrph, Isn’t everyone in a rush now-a-days? You know what you need to do is to stop and smell the roses.

Booth (aggravated): Just get them to me as soon as you can.

 

(A doctor comes out from the Operation Room. Everyone gets up to ask questions. Booth disconnects his calls.)

 

Angela: How is she?

Doctor: She’s stable for now….

Angela (relieved): Thank God!

Doctor: But…we may need to monitor her over-night for a few days. The bullet was removed from her chest cavity.

Booth: Can I have the bullet?

Doctor: I’m sorry, but who are you?

Angela: Oh, he works for the FBI. He’s a friend.

 

(Booth shows the doctor his badge.)

 

Doctor: You will have to see that nurse about that bullet.

Booth: Thank you, doc. May I see her?

Doctor: She needs to rest.

Booth: I don’t need to talk to her yet.

Doctor: Then, I don’t see any reason why you can’t.

 

(“Slow Down” by Ben Jelen starts to play. Booth enters the room. The rest of the Squint Squad decide to wait outside out of respect for Booth. Booth takes a chair and sits down right next to Brennan’s hospital bed. We hear the beeping of the machines. Booth clasps his hands together to say a prayer to God. Then, his hand takes Brennan’s hand. Seconds, minutes, and hours pass by. A Brennan’s elegant moments runs through Booth’s mind. The final montage fades out to grey. Back to the hospital room, Booth finally gets up and kisses Brennan’s hand. He starts to walk out and the door closes. Camera-shot works up Brennan’s body. Cut to a Zoom-in shot of her face. Scene fades out to black. Music fades along.)

 

Extra

 

*I had this joke sticker on my computer stuck in my head. “He who fishes in other men’s well, will catch crabs”~ Confucius. Yeah, it was my brother’s sticker.

 

*I wanted a Veronica-Mars style ending where you have this playful banter and then all of the sudden, something horrific happens and you're still left with questions at the end. Rob Thomas (the creator, not the singer from Matchbox Twenty) is a genius!


About the writer

 

My name is Annie. I’m only 14 years-old and I’m an Asian-American, so I’m sorry for my English. English is not my first language. I do very well in English class though, but I’m a big science-geek and rock n’ roller at heart. My favorite hobbies include: Basketball, Tennis, Badminton, Ping-Pong, Writing in my journal (online or offline), Making fan-videos, and watching a whole lot of “Bones” (of course). I love talking to people. As one of my friends has said “Must be hard for you to be silent.” I’m just babbling on right now, aren’t I?

 

 

 

Comments