Cruz: Maybe with the year we've all had, perhaps they might give us a bigger plane, huh?
Rossi: Yeah, let me know how that goes.
Garcia: (after shooting an unsub) Okay. I didn't know how loud. I can't hear. It feels like my heart, like, it's gonna come out. Can that happen? Physically, can your heart burst out of your chest? And what is this ringing? My ears don't pop for like a week after I fly. And if this is like that, that's going to drive me bonkers. Am I yelling? Because it feels like I might be yelling.
Reid: You saved my life.
(Garcia looks at him mouth open.)
Reid: Can you hear me?
Garcia: Yeah I heard that. That makes it better. Thank you for saying that.
Reid: Thank you for doing it.
Garcia: Uh huh.
Reid: (about his neck wound.) When this comes off I'm gonna look just like Boris Karloff.
Blake: Yeah. A little green make-up and you'll have the best Halloween costume ever.
(Morgan returns to the Sheriff's station from the hospital to find the team standing around outside.)
Morgan: What's wrong?
Rossi: Trust no one, my friend.
Reid: "We must be willing to get rid of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us." Joseph Campbell
J.J.: Spence is in recovery.
Rossi: Good. The kid's too smart to die. Probably rerouted the bullets by power of suggestion.
Reid: "When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it." Emile Zola