Morgan : Sneezes

Unsub : I ain't talking

Reid, sharpening a knife : We got ways of making people talk

Reid, cuts a piece of cake

Unsub : ..Can I have some ?

Reid : Cake is for talkers only.

Emily : This party kinda suck, lets go

JJ : ...Emily. This is your own funeral.

The BAU having therapy. The psy's reaction :

To Reid : Calls two other psy, and ordered anti-d for himself.

To Morgan : Questions the existence of self-conservation.

To Garcia : Fills adoption papers.

To Hotch : Questions the existence of emotions and humour.

To JJ : Learn that someone can be a mother to the entire civilization.

To Emily : Calls the police.

Reid : My bones are almost clean

Hotch : Huh ??

Reid : Wait, did I not tell you guys about the bones ??

Morgan : What does that even mean ?

Emily : And you guys are calling ME the insane one.

Morgan : bro be like "feb" because he can't spell februawary

Hotch, answering the phone : Hello ?

Emily : It's Emily.

Hotch, sighing : What did she do this time ?

Emily : No it's me, it's Emily.

Hotch : Okay, what did YOU do this time ?

Judge : How do you plead ?

Emily, looks over to Hotch

Hotch, mouthing : Not guilty

Emily : Hot Milky

Hotch, hitting the desk with his head : For god sake- Just lock her up.

Reid : I'm such a failure

Emily : Yes, you are

Reid : I screwed up the case

Emily : Yes, you did

Reid : ..I could use some words of encouragement or comfort.

Emily : Yeah.. But you came to me instead of Garcia.

Hotch : Did you buy eggs like I asked ?

Garcia : Even better.

Hotch : What did you-

Garcia, holding up a chicken : Her name is Fluffy !

Garcia : I'm not delusional, I'm simply manifesting my own reality