look at me no fr look at me *cradles your face in my hands* imagine a world where this scene is genuinely something that happened in reality and not a Scarran induced, mind fuck fever dream. Imagine a world where this is a normal scene from the show and taken 100 percent seriously. Sit down on a grassy hill in the sun with me for a while and think about this
Derek Morgan [about bomb]: How these things are put together can tell you how the unsub thinks.
Penelope Garcia: You sound like Gideon.
Derek Morgan: Okay, ouch. Oh you think it’s bull? Okay... all right. You see that section of pipe? Okay that right there used to be part of the cap. It screwed onto these threads right here. But see, here’s the thing: it had to be done very carefully because even if one tiny grain of powder got onto those threads while he was working, that little bit of friction would have ignited the bomb. Boom, boom, boom. See you later, unsub. Now, he didn’t have to use a powder that fine. He didn’t have to use threaded caps, and he didn’t even have to use a steel pipe, and it would have been a whole lot safer if he hadn’t. But the bomb wouldn’t have been nearly as deadly. So what does that tell you about our unsub?
Penelope Garcia: He’s one sick puppy?
Derek Morgan: To say the least. One sick puppy that aims to kill. Not scare, not vandalize, or make some kind of political statement. Kill.
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
~ ♫♪♫ ~
A change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again, no, no
~ ♫♪♫ ~
I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half-alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do you?
Yeah
~ ♫♪♫ ~
There's nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are effaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again, no, no
Look, if I woke up in a room that ugly ass green I would immediately be attacking people too. Why the heck would you paint the walls that color??? And with nothing else on them, even!