CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Zephyr: Nothing is what it seems. But I fooled them all. Even that ungrateful masochist. It-it's amazing what you can do with a stagehand and a masquerade mask. You know, not to mention a prop like a packet full of Zoe's blood. You know, lucky for me she let me have some before she mysteriously disappeared. Grissom: You made her disappear.

Grissom: Zephyr and his son are interchangeable in physical appearance like the Io moth. You know what that means? Warrick: Zephyr's still out there. Grissom: So, if you're a master of deception where do you hide? ... Or do you?

Samantha Dean: I am not proud of my youth and my son was never going to be a part of that world. You're a mother. What would you be willing to do to save the life of your child? Catherine: I think that I'd rather have my daughter know a bad father than no father at all.

Grissom: I knew that Houdini could swallow and regurgitate keys on cue, but I've never heard of skin pockets. Doc Robbins: Learn something new every day don't you?

Brass: Hey, hey, hey. This is a non-smoking facility. (Punky takes his cigarette in his right hand and puts the cigarette flame end first into his fist as far as it will go. He covers the exposed filter with his right hand. He opens up his right hand palm up to show nothing there. He looks back up at his audience to see if they're paying attention, then slowly opens his left hand palm up. Nothing is there. Both hands are empty) Punky: I'm not a bad magician, you know. Brass: When you find that, put that out. Punky: Okay. Truth is ... I lied. Brass: We know that. That's why we're here.

Zephyr: Nothing is as it seems, is it? Grissom: That's the conflict of magic -- the burden of knowledge versus the mystique of wonder. Zephyr: And you're wondering right now -- I can hear your mind ticking-- "Was she a plant? Was it real?" Grissom: Well, there are no secrets, are there? Only hidden answers. Zephyr: I'm an honest liar, sir. In my line of work it's accepted. You could say it was my livelihood. Grissom: Well, my livelihood is dispelling lies and finding the truth.

Brass: I got a bunch of police officers, uh canvassing the theater right now. No sign yet, but we have traced the woman back to her aisle seat, 8A. Paid cash. Grissom: Magic is fun, Jim, but it's not real. The woman is somewhere. Brass: Thanks for that. Thanks.

Brass: Welcome to the house of illusion. This is bizarre. You're not going to believe this. Female volunteer goes on the stage, disappears and doesn't come back. Grissom: Was she supposed to ... reappear? Brass: The Amazing Zephyr won't say. You know magicians, they never reveal their tricks, but we're working on him. Grissom: Well, I can understand why he doesn't want to reveal his trick ... but would he like to explain this blood?

Nick (entering at the band trailer): Whoa, rock'n roll, baby!

Sara (to herself after finding a print): I'm no psychic, but I have been known to read palms.

(A hand reaches out to grab Grissom's shoulder, he is startled) Sara: Sorry. (Sara pulls her hand back and smiles) Warrick: You keep disappearing.

Sara: I know you didn't beep me for a magic trick. Greg: Swami doesn't do magic tricks. Swami's here to reveal all of your DNA secrets. Sara: I'm very busy, Greg. Greg: Blood from the "Chamber of Doom." Greg: Same as the d-donor of the blood found on the basement floor but ... d-different than the blood found in the alleyway. Sara: Different person? Greg: Different ... animal. Sara: Really? What kind of animal? Greg: Oh, Swami needs more time. Now...clear liquid found near the blood droplets. It's... (Grissom walks up behind Greg and starts reading the results) ...not from Thora Birch, but... Grissom: Thorazine. (Greg is surprised. He puts the test results down and takes off the Swami hat) Greg: Thorazine. Sara: Thorazine. That's an animal tranquilizer. Zephyr didn't use any live animals in his act. Grissom: Maybe he didn't use it on animals.

Archie: Is that who I think it is? Grissom: Who? Archie: Toby Arcane. "Freak man". Grissom: What makes him a "freak" besides that shirt? Archie: All I can say he's not for the faint of heart.

Toby Arcane: It's, uh, called "The Cross-ifixion." I get, uh, nailed to it every night. Grissom: Well, miraculously, you've resurrected. Have you ever been to the Zephyr show? Toby Arcane: He's a hack. I wouldn't be caught dead at that show. Grissom: I know. But we caught you alive.

Toby Arcane: I'm from Orange County, dude. Sara: Thanks for your time. Warrick: Yeah. On earth. Toby Arcane: You're welcome.

Zephyr: Abracadabra. Grissom: "Abracadabra". That's a cabalistic charm said to be made up from three Hebrew words meaning, father, son and the holy spirit. You're the father who took his son's life... so that you could disappear and become the holy spirit? Zephyr: No. From caterpillar to cocoon. From cocoon... to moth. And from moth... to dust.

Grissom: Your son aspired to be a great magician, didn't he? Zephyr: Yeah, but he served better as a prop. Grissom: You're about to be arrested for his murder. Zephyr: You don't want to know how I did that trick? Grissom: No. Magicians shouldn't reveal their tricks. Zephyr: And they say, they save their best trick for last.

(Talking about Zephyr's sword) Grissom: Is it possible he put his sabre in the wrong spot? Toby: Well, this is Vegas, baby.

Grissom: Well, Mr. Dillinger do you know how this trick works? Punky: I only control the stage part. (Grissom looks at him, but he's not buying it) Yeah. Grissom: Good, make me disappear.

(Talking about old music) Catherine: Yeah, that was good to dance to. (Nick smiles)

Grissom (talking about the big box-like container that the woman disappeared from): This been processed yet? Warrick (jokingly): Yeah. You want me to bag it? Sara: Let's take it back to the lab. Maybe we can make Greg disappear.