Harris Townsend: I never understood how someone like you could trust them.
Morgan: Someone like me?
Harris Townsend: How has the federal government ever helped your people? Slavery. Ghettos. Poverty. The CIA got you all hooked on Heroin in the 60s, Crack in the 80s. I hate the government, but you, you should despise them. They sure as hell don't care about you now. There are five other members of your team. Look around you - why the hell did they send you in here?
Reid (examining the artwork in Rossi's office): Strict Catholic upbringing, probably believes in redemption.
Rossi: (enters room) Oh, I believe in a lot of things. Catholic, yes. Italian-American, 52 years. Strict upbringing, not so much. Now the artwork? That's 15th century original. Cost more than my first house. And, as for the wall color, that's just a base coat. The painters will come in and finish tomorrow. Now if you're all finished, I think JJ and Hotch are ready for us. Isn't that how a team works?
JJ: A woman is missing. You'd think these people would want to help us.
Rossi: They do want to help... the missing woman, not us.
Trailer Park Manager: What the hell do you want? Can't you read?
Reid: I'm not a salesman. I'm with the FBI.
Trailer Park Manager: FBI? You're not serious! You look like a pipe cleaner with eyes. I could snap you like a twig.
Rossi: But then... (steps into frame and flashes credentials) ...he isn't alone.
Reid: Speaking of reading material, I've read all your books.
Rossi: Thanks.
Reid: One thing that struck me as odd... you really just sort of glance over Ruby Ridge. (Rossi's demeanor changes)
Reid: (backing off quickly) You don't have to tell me about it.
Prentiss: You know, I could have gotten you a coloring book at the airport.
Reid: I'm creating a topographical map, weighing down and geocoding all key locations, looking for algorithms.
Prentiss: Yeah. That's exactly what I thought you were doing.
Garcia: (reviewing Goehring's records) He also appears in a federal database for... get this... aggressive militia groups.
JJ: Aggressive militia groups. Is there any other type?
Garcia: Uh hmm. That's your federal government at work. We specialize in redundancy.
Garcia: That's it, the whole tamale. Every horrific frame. I'm done.
Prentiss: No luck seeing the partner?
Garcia: No. He's... I scanned every frame. He's holding the camera.
Prentiss: You okay?
Garcia: No.
Prentiss: I'm sorry.
Goehring: (on videotape) In feudal times, the lord lived on high ground to spot the invader. He had serfs to serve his kingdom. The lord never had to leave his castle. The serfs would bring him everything. They were the appendages of his will.
Prentiss: We have 11 more tapes of this?
Reid: A popular theory among leading astrophysicists estimate that the hypermatter reactor would need about 10 to the 32nd joules of energy to destroy a planet the size of earth. Now, Lucas said it took 19 years to build the first death star right, but if you look at the new essential chronology there's a test bed prototype for a super laser that's been… Where you going?
Morgan: Taking back the last five minutes of my life.
Rossi: All anybody remembers is that an FBI sniper killed a mother while she was holding her baby. Six months later... Waco. Eighty men, women and children died; not a single shot did we fire that day. The legacy of these failures stills haunts us. That's why some people don't trust us. Made me start thinking about leaving the Agency.
Morgan: So what started you thinking about coming back?
Rossi: Unfinished business.
Morgan: There's one thing you'll learn about me, Rossi. I'm relentless. I'll find out.
Reid: (as Morgan heads to Rossi's office) You can't go in there.
Morgan: Don't you wanna know about this guy?
Prentiss: I do.
Reid: I got it all memorized, his books, his bio.
Morgan: Yeah, books that sold over a million copies.
Reid: So?
Morgan: That's a million reasons not to come back, if you know what I'm saying.
JJ: That's the third time I've been hung up on.
Rossi: Try not saying FBI.
Rossi: There are some very committed people in those parts.
Hotchner: Who love their firepower.
Rossi: Almost as much as they hate us.
Morgan: Militia.
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