Elle: Chemical accelerant could mean chemistry student.
Reid: It could also mean chemistry professor.
Elle: I say student. toi need self-confidence to lecture in front of a classroom full of 30 college kids. Arsonists are socially incompetent. This guy doesn’t go on dates, doesn’t go to parties, doesn’t feel comfortable in front of groups. [Reid looks at Elle] And of course he’s a total psychopath.
Reid: Of course.
Elle: Well, what is the most sinful place on campus?
Morgan: Come on Elle, when I was in college it was everywhere.
Mrs. Walker: Are toi single?
Elle: Yes.
Mrs. Walker: I have a word of advice. Don’t marry the first guy that proposes.
Elle: I may have something. Barbara Keller was having some trouble insuring some coins she bought. The insurance company thought they might be fake.
Hotchner: So the insurance company is blowing up annoying clients?
Reid: Do toi think it's weird that I knew that ballad?
Elle: Reid, I don't know how toi know half the stuff toi know, but I'm glad toi do.
Reid: Do toi think that's why I can't get a date?
Elle: Have toi ever asked anyone?
Reid: [Reid shifts his eyes] No.
Elle: That's why toi can't get a date.
Elle: [regarding Cheryl claiming that she can feel when something is wrong with her twin] toi think Cheryl's a wackjob because she says she can feel her sister's anxiety?
Morgan: I never a dit wackjob [Reid walks in]
Reid: Actually there may be a physiological basis for it.. reuniting with her sister.
Morgan: Don't ask.
Reid: Reversed egg symmetry, eggs divisé, split late between 9 to 12 days, the DNA matches right down to the last stranded code, there are sporadic documents of shared physiological pain.
Morgan: And toi believe it?
Reid: No I'm just saying its possible...
Elle: Here's something...[puts her coffee cup on Garcia's desk]...What can toi tell me about Vincent Sartori?
[Garcia chucks coffee cup in the bin]
Elle: I was still drinking that.
Garcia: Not only is this equipment expensive, it's also extremely sensitive.
[Spencer and Elle share a weird look]
[Elle is speaking about a criminal's sealed records]
Elle: Can toi get into those records?
Spencer: Despite the fact that they were probably expunged, she can find the faintest echo of deletion, successfully recreate the file, thereby sending us all to prison for computer felony fraud counts.
[Elle and Garcia share a weird look]
Elle: We can make bail.
Elle: Um, Reid toi probably saved my life in there.
Reid: Probably? I totally saved your life. And I'm pretty certain it's caught on tape.
Elle: Gideon, will toi tell him that I don't need to go to the hospital?
Gideon: Regulations are regulations. toi all right?
Elle: I'm fine, Dad.
Gideon: Elle?
Elle: Yeah?
Gideon: Don't ever call me Dad again.
[Gideon walks away]
Elle: I wonder how he'd feel about Mom?
Reid: Let me know when you're going to do that so I can, uh, run.
Elle: toi guys, we're here in New York and even when we aren't talking about our case we end up talking about another profiler.
Hotchner: You’re right. So Elle, toi seeing anyone?
JJ: At least toi get to spend your birthday weekend in Mexico.
Hotch: How do toi say 'doghouse' in Spanish?
Reid: La ca-sa del pair-o
Elle: La casita del perro.
Reid: That's what I a dit
Elle: Face it chico, toi are only a genius in English
Morgan: Why are toi jouer la comédie so weird?
Elle: We're sitting with a guy who knows that there are 800 kernels of blé, maïs on the average cob...
Reid: ...Arranged in 16 separate rows.
Elle: And you're calling me weird?
Elle: toi really don't know someone till toi take a road trip with them.
Morgan: What are toi trying to say?
Elle: Look at this car, man. There's empty soda cans and fast nourriture wrappers everywhere. You're a slob. toi know, back at Quantico your bureau was all neat, but I bet if toi looked in those drawers you'd find a mess.
Morgan: Okay, we have been on the road way too long.
Morgan: Well, toi all right there, Greenaway?
Elle: Go away.
Morgan: See toi tomorrow?
Elle: Afternoon.
Guy: Afternoon?
Elle: Don't speak.
Jamaican Cop: Where is the victim’s head?
Elle: Well, I must have dropped it on my way in here.
Gideon: Doesn't anybody ever go home?
Elle: You're here.
Gideon: Exactly. Trust me, toi don't want to model your social life on mine.
Reid: I thought maybe... toi might want to talk.
Elle: Don't go all profiler on me.
Reid: Elle, toi got shot in your own home, and then came back to the BAU like nothing even happened. Thinking toi might want to talk isn't profiling, it's Psych 101.
Reid: It could also mean chemistry professor.
Elle: I say student. toi need self-confidence to lecture in front of a classroom full of 30 college kids. Arsonists are socially incompetent. This guy doesn’t go on dates, doesn’t go to parties, doesn’t feel comfortable in front of groups. [Reid looks at Elle] And of course he’s a total psychopath.
Reid: Of course.
Elle: Well, what is the most sinful place on campus?
Morgan: Come on Elle, when I was in college it was everywhere.
Mrs. Walker: Are toi single?
Elle: Yes.
Mrs. Walker: I have a word of advice. Don’t marry the first guy that proposes.
Elle: I may have something. Barbara Keller was having some trouble insuring some coins she bought. The insurance company thought they might be fake.
Hotchner: So the insurance company is blowing up annoying clients?
Reid: Do toi think it's weird that I knew that ballad?
Elle: Reid, I don't know how toi know half the stuff toi know, but I'm glad toi do.
Reid: Do toi think that's why I can't get a date?
Elle: Have toi ever asked anyone?
Reid: [Reid shifts his eyes] No.
Elle: That's why toi can't get a date.
Elle: [regarding Cheryl claiming that she can feel when something is wrong with her twin] toi think Cheryl's a wackjob because she says she can feel her sister's anxiety?
Morgan: I never a dit wackjob [Reid walks in]
Reid: Actually there may be a physiological basis for it.. reuniting with her sister.
Morgan: Don't ask.
Reid: Reversed egg symmetry, eggs divisé, split late between 9 to 12 days, the DNA matches right down to the last stranded code, there are sporadic documents of shared physiological pain.
Morgan: And toi believe it?
Reid: No I'm just saying its possible...
Elle: Here's something...[puts her coffee cup on Garcia's desk]...What can toi tell me about Vincent Sartori?
[Garcia chucks coffee cup in the bin]
Elle: I was still drinking that.
Garcia: Not only is this equipment expensive, it's also extremely sensitive.
[Spencer and Elle share a weird look]
[Elle is speaking about a criminal's sealed records]
Elle: Can toi get into those records?
Spencer: Despite the fact that they were probably expunged, she can find the faintest echo of deletion, successfully recreate the file, thereby sending us all to prison for computer felony fraud counts.
[Elle and Garcia share a weird look]
Elle: We can make bail.
Elle: Um, Reid toi probably saved my life in there.
Reid: Probably? I totally saved your life. And I'm pretty certain it's caught on tape.
Elle: Gideon, will toi tell him that I don't need to go to the hospital?
Gideon: Regulations are regulations. toi all right?
Elle: I'm fine, Dad.
Gideon: Elle?
Elle: Yeah?
Gideon: Don't ever call me Dad again.
[Gideon walks away]
Elle: I wonder how he'd feel about Mom?
Reid: Let me know when you're going to do that so I can, uh, run.
Elle: toi guys, we're here in New York and even when we aren't talking about our case we end up talking about another profiler.
Hotchner: You’re right. So Elle, toi seeing anyone?
JJ: At least toi get to spend your birthday weekend in Mexico.
Hotch: How do toi say 'doghouse' in Spanish?
Reid: La ca-sa del pair-o
Elle: La casita del perro.
Reid: That's what I a dit
Elle: Face it chico, toi are only a genius in English
Morgan: Why are toi jouer la comédie so weird?
Elle: We're sitting with a guy who knows that there are 800 kernels of blé, maïs on the average cob...
Reid: ...Arranged in 16 separate rows.
Elle: And you're calling me weird?
Elle: toi really don't know someone till toi take a road trip with them.
Morgan: What are toi trying to say?
Elle: Look at this car, man. There's empty soda cans and fast nourriture wrappers everywhere. You're a slob. toi know, back at Quantico your bureau was all neat, but I bet if toi looked in those drawers you'd find a mess.
Morgan: Okay, we have been on the road way too long.
Morgan: Well, toi all right there, Greenaway?
Elle: Go away.
Morgan: See toi tomorrow?
Elle: Afternoon.
Guy: Afternoon?
Elle: Don't speak.
Jamaican Cop: Where is the victim’s head?
Elle: Well, I must have dropped it on my way in here.
Gideon: Doesn't anybody ever go home?
Elle: You're here.
Gideon: Exactly. Trust me, toi don't want to model your social life on mine.
Reid: I thought maybe... toi might want to talk.
Elle: Don't go all profiler on me.
Reid: Elle, toi got shot in your own home, and then came back to the BAU like nothing even happened. Thinking toi might want to talk isn't profiling, it's Psych 101.