CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Martin: I want to know why? Matt: Dad... Martin: Why, damn it. Ty looked up to you, he...he loved you. Matt: He told. He told everyone. Martin: That you wet the bed? Matt: Shut up! (He pauses for a second and then bursts into tears) Dad, I'm sorry. (Cries some more)

Brass: Take a whiff. Grissom: Smells clean. Brass: Smells like a hospital. Sara: Bleaches and deodorizers. Killer attacked the victim, then cleaned and sanitized the room. Grissom: Ah, but here's the smell of the blood still, and all the perfumes in Arabia will not sweeten this little room.

(Greg enters the lab, Mia is wearing headphones) Greg: Let me guess. You're listening to something classy. Jessica or Ashlee? (Greg puts the headphones in his own ear and hears a man speaking French on the tape) Mia: It's Jean-Paul Satre. Huis Clos?...No exit. It loses something in a translation. Greg: Oui, oui.

(Trying to find out who killed Ty: His father, a homeless guy or his brother) Catherine: Okay, Warrick, you are approximately the same height as Martin Hopkins. Nick, you and the homeless dude are about the same and Judy, you and Matt are close to the same. The table is the same height as Ty's bed---about 43 and a half inches from the floor to the top of the mattress. The white sweaters, which you all look so adorable in, are the same fabric as the bloody one. The pipes are the same diameter as the one's on Ty's face. (Catherine is handing them all a pipe) I want each one of you to take a whack at our victim. Judy: Just like Chuck E. Cheese. Whack-a-mole. Catherine (laughs): Uh, spatter up.

(About a wad of hair found in a drain. Hodges thinks it smells woodsy) Grissom: You sniffed it? Hodges: That disgust you? Grissom: No. Actually it's the first thing you've ever done to impress me.

Sara: Hey. Neil: Hey. Call me a geek, but background subtraction application software is the bomb. Sara: Only geeks still say "the bomb." But if you ask me, geeks should be revered. Neil: Okay. Um, the technology's pretty new. You'll get hammered on cross, but it definitely works. (he hits a key on the keyboard) Okay, check it out. So the fingerprint is blood-red -- that's the shade we use for the color identifier -- and now the preprogrammed algorithm is just removing all the other colors from the fabric, and we're left with just the print. It's... Sara: Mind if I watch? Neil: Voyeur, huh? I like that. Sara: Geek!

Greg: I just got the call. Where's Grissom? Sara: Bathroom. (Greg looks puzzled) Working the.. uh.. case.

Det. Cavalier: You owe me an apology. Nick Stokes: I'm sorry... (pause) that you feel that way. (During this episode, Nick doesn't approve of Detective Cavalier 's methods and investigates further, trying to prove the detective wrong. These lines are the final lines of the episode, after Detective Cavalier is finally proven correct on the case.)