Morgan: Guys, she wasn't blindfolded.
Gideon: No.
Morgan: If she's seen his face, as soon as he gets that money...
Gideon: ...he'll kill her.
Hotchner: (on the phone) So it sounds like bed rest isn't turning out to be very restful.
Haley Hotchner: Bed rest is more like bed agony. But in 10 minutes I get to switch to my right side. That'll be a thrill.
Cheryl Davenport: I don't know how you do it...this job. How do you stomach it?
Elle: The men I hunt down are cowards. For the most part, they target the weakest members of society: women and children. There is nothing I'd rather do more than put the bastards away.
Elle: You took a taser hit.
Morgan: Yeah, I know I did. So what?
Elle: So, no one expects you to finish the Davenport file tonight.
Morgan: Yeah, well, I guess it's still a little fresh in my mind. Nothing like fifty thousand volts in your back to keep your motor running, right?
Reid: There's no code of conduct that says agents can't socialize.
Morgan: Well, see, my code of survival says never mess with a woman that carries a gun.
Evan Davenport: Excuse me. Can you actually read that fast?
Reid: Our conscious minds can process 16 bits of information per second. Our unconscious, however, can process 11 million. (Evan stares at Reid) Yes, I... I can actually read this fast.
Reid: I don't know everything. I mean, despite the fact that you think I do.
Morgan: I never said that. When have I ever said that?
Reid: Every day since I met you.
Elle: This morning at breakfast.
Hotchner: Yesterday when he beat you at cards. Umm... we've got one minute.
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