(Arriving at a crime scene)
Sara: I cannot believe Grissom pulled us off that serial murder case.
Catherine: Yeah, well, lemme tell ya how it ends. They die. (they both head towards the house) Whoa, this isn't half bad for college kids.
Sara: Yeah. Why live in a one-room flea bag when you can pool your resources and live like this.
Catherine: Hey, how 'bout it: You, me, Warrick, Nick, Grissom...
Sara (shakes her head): Oh, eeh... not Grissom. (walking into the house and water is pouring down from the ceiling)
Catherine: What the hell is this?
Officer: Uh... ma'am you might wanna take one of these. (gives Sara an umbrella)
Sara: Thank you.
Catherine: Thanks. Where's the body?
Officer: It's upstairs.
Catherine: It's raining man juice?
Sara: Hallelujah? (Officer gives them boots to wear, they walk upstairs) Well, weather's clearing.
Catherine: Yeah, if only the smell would.
Catherine: It's like a sewer in here. (they walk into the bathroom and see the body in the tub)
Sara: Oh, my goodness.
Catherine: Oh, god!
Detective O'Riley: Soup's on.
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