Mrs. Cowles: You found a leg in his car?
JJ: Actually we found three.

JJ: Did you ever suspect this? Maybe before you were even married?
Mrs. Cowles: I used to work in this retail store. Clothes, jewelry, that kind of thing. There was a storage room in the back. Real small. Frank would wait there for me while I closed up. This one time I went in the back and he was rubbing up against this mannikin. Its leg was gone. I freaked out but he said he was just trying to fix it. I didn't believe him. But I needed to - we were going to get married. I was young. I didn't even know wanting something like that could be a thing.

Frank: Wait. You think I killed them? No, no no - I just bought their limbs.
Rossi: From who?
Frank: I don't know.
Callahan: You're going to have to do better than that.
Rossi: So what did you do, just put out a classified?
Frank: Well sort of.

Just because everything is different doesn't mean anything has changed - Irene Peter.

JJ

Hotch: You ask me how I leave it at the office? When you solve it, let it go.
Callahan: Easier said then done though, right?
Hotch: Sometimes.

Blake: It should have been me.
JJ: Or me, or any of us.
Blake: No. He pushed me out of the way. If he doesn't make it....
JJ: He'll make it.
Blake: He has to. He's too young. There's still things for him to do.
JJ: You know, he wants kids. Can you imagine Spence as a dad?
Blake: That'd be the luckiest kid in the world.
JJ: No doubt.

Morgan: Guys I don't think he was the first one to shoot. Whoever set him up was there.
Cruz: What makes you think that?
Morgan: Because I'm pretty sure that Reid and I heard the first shot fired. We were all outside of that diner.

Doctor: Agent.
Morgan: How is he?
Doctor: Incredibly lucky. Two millimetres to the right and the bullet would have torn through the carotid artery. It nicked some smaller vessels but we stopped the bleeding.

JJ: I was scared.
Rossi: Yeah I was too.

Cruz: That's a massive body count. What the hell are they protecting?
Hotch: A way of life. Corruption like this can make a lot of people a lot of money.

One of the best days of my career turned out to be one of the worst. July 16, 1983. A child abduction turned murder. The guy we nabbed killed five boys. They were cases we had already tracked. It was such a victory, knowing that we'd stopped him from hurting anyone else. When I got home, my bags were packed. Carolyn had had enough. I had forgotten our anniversary again, as well as all the other things that didn't seem important because saving lives trumped everything. So I let ours die. It's a great balance in a life. It finds a way to knock your legs away

Rossi

Blake: Are they really going to shoot federal agents?
Rossi: They're cops who'd rather die than get locked up. They're desperate. She's coming to you. Have you got one in the chamber?
Blake: Yup.
Rossi: Let's roll.