Gideon: Most prolific serial killer ever.
Prentiss: These wind chimes are made of bone. I think it's human rib bones.
Prentiss: [watching morgan dance between two women] Hey, Morgan, be careful. The one in the back could steal your wallet!
Morgan: That's all right; I'll be a broke, happy man!
Hotchner: [construction work in the background] What's that?
JJ: [with mouth full] One of the detectives' wives made us cookies.
Emily: Wow, homemade cookies!?
JJ: Yeah I guess that's what they mean da 'southern hospitality'.
Reid: What are te saying?
Emily: 'Southern Hospitality'.
Reid: [runs over to window and shuts it] How can anyone hear with all this work going on?!
Garcia: What was the thing that Jack the Ripper took from one of his victims, besides, well, te know, her life?
Emily: Oh, uh...
Garcia: Mmm. Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Emily: ......... I don't know.
Garcia: A kidney. How horrifingly fantastic is that?
Emily: Mmhmm, and are te going anywhere with this?
Garcia: Just that I found an unsolved murder that happened four months fa in Galveston, Texas, with the same MO - the victim missing that very organ. I amaze myself.
Emily: Yeah, me too. Great work.
Prentiss: All those people, no booze o music. That's either a very lame going away party, o an EDF meeting.
Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss: How are te enjoying your assignment to the BAU?
Prentiss: Well, enjoying is an odd description.
Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss: Is it?
Prentiss: We deal with some pretty horrible things.
Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss: I thought that was where te wanted to be.
Prentiss: It is.
Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss: Then te do enjoy it.
Prentiss: [in a bar, recitazione very excited] Ladies, this is Brad – a real FBI agent!
JJ: Really? No way!
Garcia: That's exciting! What's it like at Quan-ti-co?
JJ: Must be tough keeping all those secrets.
Brad: It’s a skill, like anything else. Carpenters are good at building stuff, measuring. The FBI’s good at keeping secrets and kicking criminal ass.
Prentiss: Can we see it?
Brad: See what?
Prentiss: Your badge.
Garcia: Please?
Brad: I'm sorry, that's classified.
Prentiss: [she holds up her badge] Tell me Brad, does it look anything like this?
JJ: [hold up hers] o this?
Garcia: [holds up hers] o maybe, this?
[Brad hurries away]
Morgan: [to Mona, a homeless woman] Be careful, te hear me? This world needs all of its beautiful ladies, and that means you, too, momma.
[Mona smiles and walks away]
Emily: You’re a good guy.
Morgan: Ya think?
Emily: Yeah, te make the people around te feel good.
Prentiss: (about Nathan Tubbs) I'll sleep when he confesses.
JJ: We all will.
Reid: It hit me when morgan freaked out when we were stuck in the elevator.
Prentiss: te got stuck in an elevator?
Morgan: I freaked?
Reid: That’s not important.
Prentiss: These guys are killing the Cleavers.
Reid: Strange.
Hotch: The pattern?
Reid: No, the Cleavers. Of all the names for a 1950s idyllic TV family. I mean it’s rife with violent implication. Kind of makes te wonder how the writers really felt about suburbia, huh?
Hotch: Focus, please!
Emily: (teasing Reid about coloring in a map) te know I could have gotten te a coloring book at the airport.
Reid: I'm creating a topagraphical map weighing down and geocoding all key locations looking for algarithoms.
Emily: (nods, confused) Yeah, thats exactly what I thought te were doing.
Emily: Hey, whats going on with te and Morgan?
Garcia: I told him about this guy I met at the coffee shop...
Emily: Oh, say no more.
[Emily hangs up the phone and walks over to morgan who has been eavesdropping behind her]
Emily: When a woman tells a man about her feelings, she doesn't want him to fix her, she wants him to shutup and listen.
Kevin: Agent Rossi we need to talk....about Penelope......man-to-man.
Rossi: Man-to-man?
Morgan: What about Penelope?
JJ: [in a sing-song voice] Garcia and Kevin sitting in a tree... [walks away]
Morgan: Get out of here... te serious? [walks away]
Prentiss: Just when I thought that nothing scandalous was ever going to happen around here.
Reid: What? What does that mean?
Prentiss: Didn't te hear JJ?
Reid: The song meant something? No. No, I missed it.
Prentiss: It... it... it... te know what? Never mind.
Prentiss: Is there any possibility that, while we've been talking, you've been multitasking?
Garcia: What? Find Redding's address?
Prentiss: I Amore you, Penelope Garcia.
Garcia: Get in line!
Garcia: (drinking coffee) The kid's tech savvy, sir. But fret not. I am tech savvier. Is that a word? That sounds like a word. If it is a word, I'm it.
Prentiss: D.C. time, Garcia.
Garcia: 11:17 a.m.
Prentiss: D.C. Decaf.
*EPILOGUE*
Afew months later, Spencer was finally free of his nightmares-for good! He was finally on some meds to help get rid of them. He never had to keep a journal again. The best part is, he slept all through the night at night. Everyone at the BAU was releaved. Especially Derek. After the case in Sacramento, Derek made a promise to Spencer that he'd always listen. Somehow, Spencer already knew that.
No più nightmares about Mrs. Reid, JJ, Maeve, anyone. Spencer felt like he was free for the first time in forever. He was just glad to be living his life again. He was back to his old self. Even though, everyone got annoyed with the doc's antics, they were all glad he was back to normal. And, everyone liked him that way. Things were definitely looking up. For the better.
THE END
Afew months later, Spencer was finally free of his nightmares-for good! He was finally on some meds to help get rid of them. He never had to keep a journal again. The best part is, he slept all through the night at night. Everyone at the BAU was releaved. Especially Derek. After the case in Sacramento, Derek made a promise to Spencer that he'd always listen. Somehow, Spencer already knew that.
No più nightmares about Mrs. Reid, JJ, Maeve, anyone. Spencer felt like he was free for the first time in forever. He was just glad to be living his life again. He was back to his old self. Even though, everyone got annoyed with the doc's antics, they were all glad he was back to normal. And, everyone liked him that way. Things were definitely looking up. For the better.
THE END
