The torture of a bad conscience is the hell of a living soul.

Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.

Penelope Garcia: picks up a phone If this is a sales call on a Sunday morning...
Jennifer "JJ" Jareau: Settle. It's me, JJ. I tried your cell. Listen, something's come up. You need to get down to the office pronto.
Penelope Garcia: Oh, you are kidding.
Jennifer "JJ" Jareau: I know. I wish psychopathic killers would be a little more respectful of our weekends, too. But what are you gonna do? Is everything okay?
Penelope Garcia: No. Kevin and I got in a fight last night, and to self-soothe, I drank a lot of wine. And, JJ, you know I can't drink wine. Why did I drink so much wine?
Jennifer "JJ" Jareau: You'll be fine.
Penelope Garcia: No, I don't know. 'Cause right now, everything is blurring. Oh, my God. My hair hurts. How is that possible? He's coming out of the shower. I hate confrontation. It was such a fight. I hate confrontation.
Jennifer "JJ" Jareau: Then don't confront. Just kiss, make up, and get your butt over here.
Penelope Garcia: ding-dong What is this, Grand Central Station?
Penelope Garcia: Oh, God
Penelope Garcia: Kevin!
Kevin Lynch: I am so sorry about last night. I should not have stormed out like that.
Penelope Garcia: You stormed out?
Kevin Lynch: Yeah.
Penelope Garcia: You stormed out all last night?
Kevin Lynch: Yeah. What's...
Derek Morgan: Hey. You see we gotta go in, right?
Penelope Garcia: Yes. Yes. JJ just called me, too. Let's go. My things. This is mine and this is mine and this is yours. This is mine. See you there.
Penelope Garcia: Hey, let's go.