Captain Jim Brass
Det. Ray O'Riley
Goof: When the runner is shot in the back of the head in the SUV, the bullet has come out the front of his head. However, blood is seen on the windshield instead of a bullet hole where the bullet would have continued to go through the glass.
Goof: When they are showing the spark from the wall that started the fire, the outlet is for 110 volt appliances with the 220 volt heater plugged in. 220 volt appliances, such as ovens or dryers, have plugs with 4 prongs that are in a diamond shape.
Grissom: I thought you might need a ride.
Frank: Thanks, but I'm okay. (nods over to Rachel)
Grissom: Your sister. Who is she?
Frank: Would you have helped me if I told you that my wife and I fought that night that I was leaving her for another woman? For Rachel?
Grissom: I don't judge people.
Frank: It's funny. When I got out, I thought I'd feel ... (sighs) ... free.
Grissom: And ...?
Frank: I feel ...
Grissom: ... responsible? (Frank doesn't say anything and nods)
Grissom: The space heater overloaded the circuit causing a spark to ignite the kerosene.
Frank: Can you prove it? In court?
Grissom: The evidence can.
Grissom: You son of a bitch. You swept my crime scene. You sent cleanup!
Ecklie: I didn't send anyone. It's been on the books for months.
Grissom: So you knew, and did nothing about it even with a man's life on the line?
Ecklie If you'd have checked the docket like everybody else you would've known what was happening. Coffee? (Ecklie holds the pot out to Grissom, Grissom hits the pot out of Ecklie's hand, it flies across the room and breaks against the door) Guess you don't want cream with that. (Ecklie leaves. Grissom notices the broken glass, and how the coffee drips on to it from the door, he makes the connection with this and the melted glass from the bedroom closet at the crime scene)
Grissom (smiles): Thanks, Ecklie.
Grissom: Until we can explain why there was gasoline in the bedroom closet the charges stand.
Frank: Then I guess I'm a dead man.
Ecklie: What the hell are you doing?
Grissom: Something you probably should have done.
Ecklie (scoffs): You're checking for faulty wiring? Waste of time, Gil. Fire started on the floor in the closet not in the wires in the wall.
Grissom: Look ... if this wire burned from the inside out then the fire started in the wall not on the closet floor. Discoloration throughout the conductor. It burned from the inside out. The cause of this fire was an electrical overload in the wall.
Eclie: All right, you say wall, I say floor. We differ on points of origin. The jury's only going to hear one word: Gasoline.
Grissom: Speaking of which ... where's your accelerant analysis work?
Ecklie: I personally swabbed the closet floor. Found traces of hydrocarbon chains confirming gasoline. Leave it alone, Gil. The DA agrees with me on this.
Grissom: Too many unanswered questions, Conrad. This case should not be going to trial yet.
Ecklie: No, there's only one unanswered question. Why was there accelerant in the closet? Only one person knows. And that's why he's looking at the death penalty.
Grissom: You tried to save your family, but that doesn't mean that you didn't start the fire. Are you lying about that, too?
Frank: You tell me.
Grissom: I will.
Grissom: Nothing harder to investigate than arson. If the fire hasn't ruined your crime scene...
Sara: ... The firemen have.
Frank: You're not going to help me?
Grissom: I'll take your case. I don't know whether I'll help you or not.
Frank: Now, if there was gasoline in our closet someone else put it there. Find them.
Grissom: I don't chase criminals, Mr. Damon. I just evaluate evidence.
Frank: So, you're the Grissom they wrote about in the newspaper? I thought you'd be older.
Grissom: Why did you contact me, Mr. Damon?
Frank: Arson specialist gave me your name. Well, six of them, actually. They all turned my case down. Will you help me?
Grissom: Fires are very complicated.
Frank: It wasn't too complicated for the guy who put me in here. (Grissom stares at him for a moment) You think if you stare at me long enough, you can tell if I'm innocent?
Grissom: I don't mean to stare ... but, yes, I can learn some things. For instance, the back of your hands are smooth. You read a lot. You have indentation marks on your nose from reading glasses. Your speech tells me that you're well-educated. Your occupation's not listed in the file, but I think that you had a white-collar job.
Frank (nods): Paper-pusher for the phone company.
Catherine: The prisoner plea. Brass told me about the video.
Grissom: Yeah. If we take the case we have very little time to work it. The trial starts in three days.
Sara: How did he find you? 1-800 Grissom ...? (Nick laughs)
Catherine: Wait a minute. Ecklie was the CSI on that arson. I see a bad moon rising.
Warrick: Can a CSI take over another CSI's case?
Catherine: Only if they're of equal rank and they're looking for trouble.
Grissom: No trouble. We're both colleagues searching for the truth.
Grissom: I was supposed to pass out some supervisor evaluation forms. Where are they?
Catherine (grabs the papers and beings to hand them out): Here they are.
Nick (smiles): Mmm. Get to rate the boss. I dig this.
Catherine: Give him a perfect ten or your ass is out of here.
Grissom: No, it's not. (Sara laughs)
Catherine: Am I disturbing you?
Catherine: Good. (Grissom looks up to see everyone standing there waiting for their assignments)
Grissom: Do I seem like the kind of guy who skips stuff?
Sara: So, Ecklie's conclusion of gasoline wasn't based on any physical evidence. It was based on Damon's credit card receipts.
Grissom: I can't fault him for that. The burn pattern is consistent with a gasoline accelerant.
Sara: But, hydrocarbons are found in all kinds of things: Oils ... kerosene, polyethylene-based compounds like laxatives-- even the foam used in push-up bras.
Warrick: Yeah. Under the right conditions, any hydrocarbon can be an accelerant. (this perks Grissom up now that he has something to go on)
Grissom (to Sara): Thank you. Warrick, you're driving. (Sara smiles at Grissom)
Warrick: You ever worry about professional suicide?
Grissom: Not while I'm commiting it, no.
Brass: An innocent man. Jail's full of them.
Grissom: It only takes one.
Grissom: What are you so afraid of, Conrad? We're just a couple of science geeks. Why can't we work together?
Ecklie: No, we are public servants. We investigate cases as efficiently as we can and then we move on. We're not a clearinghouse for defendants on the eve of trial who don't like what we've turned up.
Grissom: Yes, we are.. if it's our mistake that put them there.
Ecklie: Fine. Spin your wheels.
Sara: Why would there be glass in the middle of the hot spot?
Grissom: Good question.
Warrick: Who cares? The guy torched his wife and kid.
Grissom: Really? Where's the trailing? An arsonist would spread the gasoline around to maximize the burn area.
Sara: He still did the job.
Grissom: Listen, you guys. You're like Dodger fans. The ball game's only in the seventh inning and you're already out of your seats.
Brass: What's this? An anonymous package from county lockup? (Grissom starts opening the package) Yeah, well, hey, just a second. Wait a minute. Give an innocent bystander a chance to clear out, will you?
Grissom: What are you worried about?
Brass One minute, I'm eating tomato salad. The next ... I'm gazpacho. (Grissom opens the package and finds a video tape inside) With any luck it'll be the next episode of G-String Divas.
Nick (evaluating Grissom): Organization... minus one.
Grissom: Damon opened the door. He lied.
Warrick: So what happens now?
Grissom: We chase the lie, 'til it leads to the truth.
Jail Inmate: Yo Grissom! (hits the inmate next to him and said to him) This guy is the reason I'm in here. A shoe print! (to Grissom) Yo next time I go barefoot!
Grissom: Even better, footprints.
International Episode Titles:
Czech Republic: 500°C
Beginning with this episode, the series now aired at Thursday nights 9:00 p.m.
Catherine: I see a bad moon rising.
Bad Moon Rising is a song by the band Creedence Clearwater Revival.
Sara: Danger, Will Robinson.
Close to a potentially dangerous experiment, Sara alerts Warrick by quoting the Robot from the 1998 film Lost in Space.
Episode Title: Fahrenheit 932
The title of this episode is a reference to Fahrenheit 451 which is a book written by Ray Bradbury. It means the temperature at which paper ignites and burns.
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