a "thing"

  • [Garcia distributes new iPads to the team]
  • Prentiss: Whoa!
  • Garcia: Welcome to the 21st century. Yay, technology. Behold - everyone has a new tablet.
  • Reid: We've gone paperless?
  • Garcia: Fear not, Doctor of the Dark Ages, I went old school for your anti-technology quirk—paper files, hard copy photos—but the, uh, abacus is your responsibility.
  • Hotch: Garcia, not that I don't appreciate your efforts, but exactly where did the funding for these come from?
  • Garcia: I did a thing...
  • Hotch: "A thing?"
  • Garcia: Best not talk about the thing?
  • Hotch: We'll talk about the thing later.

o.o

  • Rossi: Can somebody explain to me the appeal of these sites? "Eating sushi tonight yum." "Boss is keeping me late tonight grrr." Whose life is so important that we'd be interested in this kind of detail?
  • Prentiss: Social networking sites?
  • Garcia: Yeah. Facebook, Twitter, you name, an online life-sharing time suck. The victims were on it. And if you look at each of their last posts, they say kind of the same thing. Going out of town, going on a business trip, going on vacation. But, when you look at the time and date stamp of each of these, cue the Twilight Zone music, because they were all posted the morning after the women went missing.
  • Rossi: "The internet is the first thing that humanity has built that humanity doesn't understand - the largest experiment in anarchy that we have ever had." - Eric Schmidt.

But I never lose...

  • [Reid and Prentiss are playing cards]
  • Prentiss: Three cards, please.
  • Reid: [deals cards] Three cards for the lady . . . and I'm gonna take one card.
  • Prentiss: Ooh, one card. Straight or a flush, Dr. Reid, what are you trying to fill in?
  • Reid: Well, considering the odds of filling in an open-ended straight are five-to-one against, while a one-card flush draw is more like 4.5-to-one, I guess . . . [grimaces dramatically] you'd say if I was smart, I'd be drawing to a flush. Hmmm. . . . I think I'm gonna go all out on this. [smiles]
  • Prentiss: [goes all out as well] So, are you?
  • Reid: Am I drawing to a flush, or am I smart?
  • Prentiss: Either.
  • Reid: Well, I'm, you know, probably a genius, but, uh . . . actually, I was--I was drawing to a full house, eights over sixes.
  • Prentiss: [sighs] I always forget you're from Vegas.
  • Reid: Yep! [moves to take the winnings]
  • Prentiss: Oh, I'm sorry, not so fast. I, too, have a boat--jacks over threes.
  • Reid: Wait, you drew three cards to a full house? That's like 100-to-one against!
  • Prentiss: 97-to-one. Looks like you're out!
  • Morgan: Hey, Prentiss, Sin-to-Win.
  • Prentiss: I'm sorry, what?
  • Morgan: Come on now, I gotta know. What the hell is a Sin-to-Win weekend in Atlantic City?
  • Prentiss: Derek, I have a tremendous amount of respect for you, but there are some questions that if you have to ask them, it means you probably couldn't handle the answer. [gets up and walks away]
  • Morgan: There is a whole other side to that woman.
  • Reid: [dealing card combinations, confused] I never lose.
  • Morgan: Whole other side.

But I wanted one...

  • Sheriff: -about Garcia- If you are looking for a gift to get me, one of her would be greatly appreciated.
  • Rossi: We're pretty sure they broke the mold.

What's the other reason?

  • Tobias: You came back to life. There can only be one of two reasons.
  • Reid: I was given CPR.