Awww :(
JJ: We’ve got to talk about this.
Reid: What do we have to talk about?
JJ: Look, I get it. You’re disappointed with the way we handled Emily.
Reid: Look, I have a lot going on, alright?
JJ: You know what I think it is? I think you’re mad that Hotch and I controlled our micro-expressions at the hospital, and you weren’t able to detect our deception.
Reid: You think this is about my profiling skills? Jennifer, listen, the only reason you were able to manage my perceptions is because I *trusted* you. I came to your house for ten weeks in a row crying over losing a friend and not once did you have the decency to tell me the truth.
JJ: I couldn’t.
Reid: You couldn’t? Or you wouldn’t?
JJ: No, I couldn’t.
Reid: What if I started taking dilaudid again, would you have let me?
JJ: You didn’t.
Reid: Yeah, but I thought about it.
JJ: Spence.. *I’m sorry*
Reid: It’s too late, alright?
Reid: What do we have to talk about?
JJ: Look, I get it. You’re disappointed with the way we handled Emily.
Reid: Look, I have a lot going on, alright?
JJ: You know what I think it is? I think you’re mad that Hotch and I controlled our micro-expressions at the hospital, and you weren’t able to detect our deception.
Reid: You think this is about my profiling skills? Jennifer, listen, the only reason you were able to manage my perceptions is because I *trusted* you. I came to your house for ten weeks in a row crying over losing a friend and not once did you have the decency to tell me the truth.
JJ: I couldn’t.
Reid: You couldn’t? Or you wouldn’t?
JJ: No, I couldn’t.
Reid: What if I started taking dilaudid again, would you have let me?
JJ: You didn’t.
Reid: Yeah, but I thought about it.
JJ: Spence.. *I’m sorry*
Reid: It’s too late, alright?
