“Unfinished Business” quotes from Criminal Minds

And bending down beside the glowing bars, murmur, a little sadly, how love fled and paced upon the mountains overhead and hid her face among a crowd of stars. A variation on William Butler Yeats to all those who have loved and lost, and loved again, on Earth or...in the Twilight Zone.

Yeah, well, you can just go back to whatever stygian depths you came from, fella. Because I have no intention, thank you, of selling my soul for the solution of any equation.

"Stygian depths," I like that. You mention Dante to most people these days, and they ask you how you liked Gremlins. You got class. But no can do, babe. You see, we took an option on your soul the moment you summoned me. I'm just a sub-agent here to close the deal. It's all a formality. In other words, you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.

But that's not fair!

Of course it's not fair. We're evil. Look it up.

Another of our continuing tips on what to do if the Devil shows up on your doorstep.

[mildly annoyed] Well, that guy wasn't any help at all!

A public service announcement from the Twilight Zone.

Corwin... what about you? You want nothing for yourself?

This night was my gift. And I couldn't have received anything more perfect. Unless it would be to live this magic every year! [laughs] Merry Christmas, Mr. Dundee!

What do you get the woman who has everything, but respect? Ask Karen Billings, recipient of a very unusual and definitely non-returnable present. Because this year, for Christmas, Karen Billings received...the Twilight Zone.

The survey ship Magellan, bearing with it the last legacy of a long-dead people. A legacy to be kept and cherished and, in time, bequeathed to a world still unborn. From the current inhabitants...of the Twilight Zone.

Ancient maps included unknown lands labeled "terra incognita," and warnings like, "here, there be tigers." Modern maps of an enlightened world show no such disclaimers. Perhaps they should. Perhaps even today, there are realms which cannot be charted anywhere...outside the Twilight Zone.

In the days to come, when human beings navigate the great depths of space, they'll eventually come to a small planet in a distant galaxy. It's a pleasant place, but quite unlike the Earth. There's one unusual similarity, however: shamrocks grow there in great profusion. Brought they say by one Liam O'Shaughnessy, lately of Earth and now residing in one of the greener corners...of the Twilight Zone.

[reading his review] "Mr. Lee's Chinese Cuisine: If you love your Pekingese, don't ask for a doggie-bag"? Is Mr. Lee's really that bad?

I wouldn't know. I've never had the displeasure of dining there.

Check please, for Mr. Harry Folger. For whom the phrase "dim sum" is not merely a description, but a damnation. A man who finds himself sitting down to a single, neverending course of just desserts. Prepared for him in the kitchens of the Twilight Zone.

Toby, there are things in the night worse than me. Things so terrible that I've spent a hundred and forty seven years running from them. Things that wait and hide, and if one of my kind stays too long in a place, they come out. Real monsters, Toby. Real beasts.

Midnight. Not twelve on the clock, but mid-night. When twilight and dawn are evenly balanced, one no stronger than the other. Each pulling against the other in the opposite direction, so that the very fabric of the night is torn apart. Midnight ... when the monsters come out.

I think you have misunderstood me. Your savagery is an issue. That's true. But, you see, on the thousands of planets under our control, we breed warriors, gentleman. Warriors to fight for us across the galaxy! In your case, your savagery has not bred true. You are woefully backwards in the art of war. You fight erratically and clumsily. Your weapons are shockingly crude. And worst of all, in your hearts you long for peace. A small talent for war. Too small. Too small to be of any use to us.

If we are pawns of dark powers, then even our highest aspirations become a grim joke. But if not, then no one will goad us toward world peace or take it away once we have achieved it. Doubters please note, you've just seen it achieved once, however briefly, in The Twilight Zone.

Time, a handy fiction to explain why everything doesn't happen all at once. Or maybe we're the fiction, moving minute by minute...through the Twilight Zone.