CSI: Crime Scene Investigation Season 1 Episode 8

Brass (walks into Grissom's office): Dr. Livingston. Your dead man is making cash withdrawals.
Grissom: Which one? The first victim or the second?
Brass: The second. Stuart Rampler. The bank called. His ATM card showed a couple of withdrawals after his time of death.
Grissom (pleased): ATM machines take photographs every three seconds. Maybe we can get a Kodak moment of this guy. I want the machine here. I want prints. I want film. I want everything.
Brass: The whole machine?
Grissom: Yeah, the whole machine.
Brass: Okay. (turns and leaves the office)

Grissom: What happened?
Brass: You tell me Carnac.

(Grissom just caught Warrick and Nick playing video games)
Grissom: Hey! You guys want an assignment slip or a pink slip?

(Warrick walks into the garage where Nick is fuming the car)
Warrick: Supergluing the entire car. That's a little excessive don't you think? (Nick comes out from behind the car)
Nick: Hey! Man this is war. (Warrick laughs and looks at the items out on a table)
Warrick: What's all this?

(Nick and Warrick are explaining each of their theories)
Nick: But don't drink and drive, you might spill your drink.

Nick: You care to back that up? My phantom driver against your crime scene?
Warrick: How much?
Nick: Fifty.
Warrick: I don't get out of bed for less than a bill.

Grissom: We're going off the board tonight.
Sara: Off the board?
Catherine: Old Cases. The ones that got away; fish.
Sara: Ah. I missed that one.

Stuart Rampler (message on tape recorder): My name is Stuart Rampler. I reside at 818 Noeing Hill Court, Las Vegas, Nevada. I am 43 years of age, and I'm going to kill myself. I just can't do it anymore. I love you, mom.
Grissom (into mirror): You're back.

Warrick (to Nick, who's going over the victims clothes): What are you doing? His laundry?

(Dr. Robbins pulls a body out of storage. He goes over the body with Grissom and Catherine)
Dr. Robbins: I've read Klausbach's report on Royce Harmon the first staged suicide.
Grissom: Similarities?
Dr. Robbins: Well, based on the entry wound, they were both murdered. But here's where it gets fun. (he shows the wound on the back of Stuart Rambler's left hand)
Catherine: That looks like he was shot trying to protect himself.
Grissom: What else, Doc? My mind is painting.
Dr. Robbins: He was paid a little visit from Mr. Muzzle stamp. (he shows them the bruise on the temple)

Brass (Grissom plays the tape recorder): What kind of language is that? Swedish?
Grissom: It's backward.

Greg: So... what's the pot up to?
Nick: We don't bet on cases.
Greg: Ah. Of course you don't. So who's winning?
Warrick and Nick (same time): I am.
Greg: Fiends.

Brass: Oh, you're gonna love this. (opens bathroom door) Ring any bells? Rub-a-dub-dub, dead man in the tub.

Grissom: Life's like holding a dove. You hold it too hard...
Catherine: ... you kill it.
Grissom: Hold it too soft...
Sara: ... and it'll fly away.

Nick: Aww...want me to make you a bottle and go night-night?
Warrick: Aww....want me to clock your jaw and make you go night-night?

Warrick: There's other questions to answer first.
Nick: Like what?
Warrick: Footprints and tire treads.
Nick: I hate you.
Warrick: You love me. Who are you kidding?