- Dr. Spencer Reid: [opening, voiceover] William Shakespeare once wrote, "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind."
- Dr. Spencer Reid: [closing, voiceover] Thomas Merton once wrote, "Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone. We find it with another."
- Jennifer Jareau: [looking at some clothes] This is all very Spencery.
- Derek Morgan: Yeah, it sure is, but at least his style is consistent.
- Jennifer Jareau: Yeah, what's going on with him anyway?
- Derek Morgan: Oh, I think pretty boy has got a girlfriend.
- Jennifer Jareau: You do? W-why hasn't he told us?
- Derek Morgan: I respect his privacy.
- Jennifer Jareau: No, you don't.
- Derek Morgan: You're right, I don't, but I'm not about to play twenty questions with someone I'm not sleeping with.
- Jennifer Jareau: Hm.
- Alex Blake: There you are. How's the geographical profiling going, and why are you doing it in here?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: It's going good. I'm-I'm having trouble concentrating out there is all, so I came in here.
- Alex Blake: Hmm. So, what's with you today? Is this about... Phone Booth Girl?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: She wants to meet.
- Alex Blake: Wait. You guys have never met?
- [Reid shakes no]
- Alex Blake: Aren't you curious what she looks like?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Oh, it-it doesn't matter what she looks like. I mean, she's already the most beautiful girl in the world to me, it's just... what if SHE doesn't like ME?
- Alex Blake: Why wouldn't she like you?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Because I'm weird. I slouch, my hair's too long, my tie's perpetual crooked.
- Alex Blake: You hair's fine.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Really? Thanks. My mom thinks it's too long, so does my aunt Ethel.
- Alex Blake: Well, you're not dating them.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: It's... I-I just wouldn't wanna ruin something so special over something so trivial as looks.
- Alex Blake: I think you're excited, but afraid.
- [Reid shakes yes]
- Alex Blake: Seeing her will only make the relationship better. Trust me. When does she want to meet?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Right when we get back.
- Alex Blake: Do it. Don't psych yourself out.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: We'll see.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: The Greeks translated "puppets" as "neurospasta," which literally means string-pulling, and throughout time they have been used as a method to tell kings a story so the subjects didn't have to speak directly to him.
- David Rossi: It was a way to hear the truth.
- Aaron Hotchner: It seems like this Unsub's doing something similar, using his puppets to tell his story.
- Dr. Sarah Glenn: I've been getting lame GSW's, a few bus crash victims, but a hanging? Now, this is fun. Think it was sexual?
- David Rossi: Not in the traditional sense.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: [phone rings] Hello.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Maeve, it's me. Listen, don't come to the restaurant.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: What are you talking about? I'm outside.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Go home.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: [pause] Spencer, if you don't want to meet me, you can just say it.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: No, that's-that's not it. Look, I think your stalker's here.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: What?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Please just go.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: Okay.
- Jennifer Jareau: Well, I think after this long, hard week we just had, we should all head over to Rossi's and pop open some old, expensive wine.
- David Rossi: That's a plan.
- Penelope Garcia: Could we maybe play some games, too?
- Derek Morgan: Oh, what kind of games?
- Penelope Garcia: You tell me, sweet cheeks.
- [Derek laughs]
- Dr. Spencer Reid: What chapter are you on?
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: The part where she's at the coal mines.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Say what you will about his writing, Maeve, it's fascinating the way he weaves characters into situations, right?
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: Yeah, I mean, I'm not sure what I think of it. It's slightly obtuse.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Yeah, he tends to be that way. I probably should have warned you. He's not really anything like Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: Still my favorite. Guess what.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: What?
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: I think the stalker's gone. The e-mails have stopped.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Really? Since when?
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: Two weeks ago.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Why didn't you tell me?
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: I wanted to make sure.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: What about the phone calls?
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: No, I haven't gotten any. No more heavy breathing on the machine, no more hang-ups.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: You know, oftentimes when a stalker's advances are completely ignored, their erotomanic fantasies will be diverted to a more receptive target.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: I went to the store yesterday. I even sat in a café and had coffee without my disguise on. Something deep inside my gut tells me he's gone. I think it's over, Spencer.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Well, our instincts exist for a reason. They're definitely a response to specific...
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: I want to meet you.
- Dr. Spencer Reid: ...environmental stimuli.
- [pause]
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: Do you hear me, Spence?
- Dr. Spencer Reid: Yeah, I-I... No, I heard you.
- Dr. Maeve Donovan: Well, what do you think? I think it's time.
- Penelope Garcia: Garcia at your service.
- Aaron Hotchner: Can you find anyone in the area that might sell or rent medieval torture equipment?
- Penelope Garcia: Besides a friend of mine in Knitting Group?
- David Rossi: Try S&M suppliers. We're looking for a stretching rack.
- Penelope Garcia: Spanking the keys as we speak. Don't worry. They like it.