Secrets And Lies - Tumblr Posts
JJ: What do you suppose this is all about? REID: Call me cynical, but considering it's 2:00 AM, I doubt it's good news. JJ: You are a genius.
GARCIA: If I may ask, sir, I don't know your name. [looks back to read his ID] Nathan. The thing that I don't get it, our team's there. Why can't we go to Langley? Do I look like a threat to national security to you, seriously? NATHAN: Your name is on a list. GARCIA: A list? What list? I work for the FBI and you're telling me I'm on a list that says I can't go to the CIA? NATHAN: You're on a list. [Garcia's screens change to show she's been given access to the CIA's database] JJ: Uh, Garcia? [Nathan starts doing something on the computer] GARCIA: [whispering] You do know what this means? JJ: What? GARCIA: We'll be able to find out whether Princess Diana's death was really an accident. JJ: I think that's exactly the kind of thing that got you on their list.
is clooney ever brought up again or do they forget he exists. i dont think hes ever shown because nobody can agree on what breed he is? i think morgan would want something really trainable with little to no separation anxiety and clooney looks like a bigger dog but i have no idea what dogs fit that description.
they were in SHOCK
reid going "excuse me, sorry" and then shoving this woman out of her desk is so funny to me. it's a pretty light shove, he honestly more pulls her out of her chair than anything, but. why is he like this. it's like that moment when he crouches by a body, clears his throat so the other person there will move out of the way, and then smirks. he's such a bitch sometimes i love him
GARCIA: Come on, come on, Quick. Quick. I know you're in here. JJ: [slumped in her chair] What are you doing? GARCIA: I'm looking for Prince William's phone number. The CIA is bound to have it JJ: [laughing] Oh, Garcia, come on. [Prince William's phone number starts loading onto the screen] GARCIA: Yup, here it is. JJ: [sitting up straight] No way. GARCIA: Yes, way. Get me a pen. I need a pen. Give me a pen. JJ: What? No. Garcia, no. GARCIA: [overlapping] JJ, I need this pen. I need a pen! JJ: Penelope! GARCIA: Ugh! It doesn't work. I need. JJ: Garcia... [Garcia rolls her chair over to a pencil cup holder at the opposite end of her desk...and knocks it over] Garcia: [gasping] Okay. [The screens turn back to the FBI database] JJ: Oh, that's too bad. GARCIA: [spinning around in her chair and holding her hand out to the screen] Sleep well, sweet prince. JJ: [standing up and taking Garcia's hand] Good night, crazy person. [patting her arm] Good night.
bonus: Garcia's expression when JJ is holding her hand/patting her arm:
