“Unfinished Business” quotes from Criminal Minds

There is nothing that can take the pain away. But eventually, you will find a way to; live with it. There will be nightmares. And everyday when you wake up, it will be the first thing you think about. Until one day, it will be the second thing.

[to Lucy about Tom] As soon as you hang up that phone, he's gonna kill you, then he's gonna kill me.

This paint. What color is it?

Elizabeth Keen

It's called Chicago Skyline.

Nice.

Every morning, when I wake up, I read the obituaries. Every aspect of death fascinates me. I don't want to die; I've done everything in my power not to-- Western medicine, alternative therapies, pills herbs. But I have come to accept that I will die.

Before you made me sick, I had no purpose in life-- helped no one, left no mark. Thanks to you, I was transformed. I no longer see death as a burden, but an opportunity to take the rejects that nobody cares about and give them tremendous power. And as a result, hundreds of widows, orphans, broken families-- they're being taken care of. Their houses are being paid for, their education. I put food on their table.

Tom Keen

I remember standing in the closet, half-dressed, reaching for my shoes when I saw that you had drawn this little heart In the dust on my shoe. You remember that? It was the sweetest thing. And ever since that moment, I just felt Sorry for you Because I knew I knew that I had you.

Elizabeth Keen

If you're looking for sympathy, you might want to start with honesty. Here's an example of honesty, Tom. You've been making me pancakes for two years. I hate pancakes.

Tom Keen

You want honest? Here's one. If you're gonna handcuff somebody, don't break their thumb.

The average hotel-room bed can be riddled with anywhere between dust mites, bedbugs fecal matter, urine, semen, methicillin-resistant staphylococcus aureus. That bacteria alone kills more than 15,000 Americans per year. I will not be joining them.

The life you've requested is a bold one, Patrick, full of bold choices, like this one. It would be a shame to learn, after all this time, that you never really had it in you.

What I possess would lay waste to you and your Alliance.

Yes, and should that information ever become public, there would be no reason for us not to kill you on the spot.

I was once on the island of Ko Ri, free diving in the Andaman Sea. I fell terribly ill, stung by a lionfish. I was dehydrated and in excruciating pain. I had lost all sense of time and place, completely disoriented. But I knew I was dying. So I readied myself for it. And in that moment at death' door, I looked up... And standing over me in the brightness was this landless Moken Sea Gypsy. Just standing there. Smiling. She and her tribe nursed me back to health. Good as new. When I left the island, she kissed me, it was like a burst of sunlight on my cheek. It was... It made nearly dying welling worth it. That's how I feel now.

I met Dr. Sanders here through a mutual friend to discuss a very delicate and underfunded research project. As I recall, the science was awesome, but financially precarious. We did, however, spend a glorious weekend in God's Country with two snow bunnies who were dead ringers for the Swiss Miss Girl.

[Both laugh] And we watched Space Ranger.

Yes. Space Ranger! What a memory.

Tom Keen

You don't choose Berlin. He chooses you. And he is coming.

They say he started in the Red Army and then the KGB, and he was notorious for sending off his enemies to the war camps in Siberia. Then, towards the end of the Cold War, some stories began to circulate that his daughter had fallen in love with a dissident. She was captured, imprisoned. But, you see, the Colonel-- he knew his way around. He arranged so she could escape. When the Kremlin found out, they decided to make an example of him, so they sent him off to Siberia to rot away with his enemies. It is said that they could hear him every night praying for his daughter's safety, that she would never be found. And one day, something arrived in his cell. It was a pocket watch he had given his daughter, and inside was a picture of her. And a few months later, something else arrived-- her ear. And then a finger. His enemies sent her back to him piece by piece. No one knows how he did it, but he did-- some say that he carved a knife from one of his daughter's bones-- and slaughtered all the men that had held him captive for so many years. Then he vanished, disappeared. A ghost hunting, searching for the man responsible for his daughter's death. The man you're looking for is not on those photos. The man you're looking for was never on the manifest.

Life is far too important to talk about seriously.