Hotch : I Have An Issue

Morgan : Change is inedible.

Reid : Don't you mean inevitable ?

Morgan, spitting out a bunch of pennies : I do not.

JJ : Emily, you can't do that, it's against the law !

Emily, doing it anyway : I AM THE LAW !

JJ : Damn what made you like this ?

Emily : I like to think of myself as a "free spirit". It's way more classier than "out of fucking control".

Hotch, feeling an emotion : who the fuck authorized this ?

Rossi, finding Reid laying face down on the floor : You okay ?

Reid : I'm depressed

Rossi : Lol me too

Rossi : Wait no, hi depressed, I'm dad.

Rossi : No- What's wrong ??

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.

Garcia, trying to stop the unsub : Killing someone is really weird, like no one will like you if you do that

Morgan : You know what sucks ?

Reid, without looking up from his chess game : Vacuum.

Morgan : No- In a metaphorical sense ?

Reid : Black hole.

Morgan :

Morgan : You know what isn't cool ?

Reid : Lava.

Morgan : ...I swear there's a special place in hell for you. Smartass.

The rest of the team in the jet : giggles, Hotch fist-bumping Reid.

Rossi : I have a bad feeling.

Emily : What do you mean ?

Rossi : Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if something is going to get you into trouble and not to do it ?

Reid : ..No ?

Emily : I have a little voice, but she says the contrary.

Rossi : ..That actually explains so much.

JJ : I want someone strong, beautiful, not dramatic, smart-

Emily, in the background : punches her mug because she choked on her coffee, and how dare it tries to kill her.

JJ : This one. I want this one.