CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Sara: Hey, Nick. Nick: Hey. Sara: What are you doing? Nick: What do you mean? Sara: What did you tell him? His son died a hero? Nick: Look, I'm just trying to give the guy a little peace, you know? Sara: Oh, well, who are you trying to help feel better, him or you? Nick: Hey, let me ask you something Sara, you're Mr. Young, would you rather know this much or nothing at all? Sara: You know, if the evidence doesn't support the answer, a CSI shouldn't be asking that question. Nick: Well, okay, if that works for you. Sara: Be careful.

Doc Robbins: With exhumations, you always hope for a good embalmer, and I think we've got one. Body's well-preserved. Tay-sachs is a genetic disorder. You see the retarded musculature? Classic symptom. Catherine: Night and day, compared to Joshua. (Catherine uncaps a needle and takes a sample from the baby) Quite a lot of vitreous fluid left. Doc Robbins: I stand corrected, great embalmer.

Archie: You know, if I had my choice about how I was going to go out, it would not be electrocution. I think an aneurysm in my sleep, quick and painless. Warrick: I like surprises.

Sara: Girl's out at the lake. She meets some random guy she knows nothing about and she goes off with him. Hodges: She places herself in a bad situation. Sara: And bad things happen.

Archie: Whoa-ho! Warrick: What you got? Archie: Ultimate power. I could program this bad boy to make me a cup of coffee.

Archie: Electrocution through the phone line? I thought that was a myth. Warrick: This look like a myth to you?

Sara: Classic lake date. Boy meets girl. Girl ends up dead.

Grissom: I had a case once where a soda can was the murder weapon. Suspect used it to bash in the victim's head.

Warrick: Diet shake, fitness magazines, cookie crumbs on a baking sheet. This guy's trying to start a diet or falling off one? Grissom: He's got a workout schedule. And today? Three-mile run. Fat metabolizers containing ephedra. Scorching heat and ephedra? That's not good.

Warrick: Sounds like a heat stroke to me. Grissom: Yeah. Feel the burn.

Jeffery Sinclair: Look, I need you guys to thoroughly document this case. I don't want any more surprises in court. So, from the car to the kid, just try to cross your T's and dot your I's, okay? Catherine: I always do.

Sara: You put in for the promotion, huh. Nick: Yeah, yeah. Last week. I still haven't heard anything about it. Sara: Yeah, neither have I.

Sara: Is there truly no place left in Las Vegas without slot machines?

Greg: I heard you narrowed your search area to 44 square miles. That could take like...months. Nick: And I'm sure you're here to shed some light on the situation. Greg: Your case is a boy girl thing right? Nick: Right. Sara: Mmhmm. Greg: Body was washed up by Windmill Cove? Nick: Mmhmm. Greg: These two coves to the North, Cottonwood Island and Tequila. Huge makeout spots. But nearly impossible to get to by land. Sara: And how would you know that, Greg? Greg: A gentleman never tells.

(Upon finding a dead baby in a car) Catherine: When are parents gonna learn a car is not a baby sitter?