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Sara: The life of a celebrity. I don't know, I think it sounds kind of isolating, living in a fishbowl.
Warrick: Wouldn't be isolated. You'd have a butler, a maid service, laundry service.
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Nick: Compromised the timing device. Made the bomb unpredictable.
Grissom: We may never know when that bomb was supposed to explode.
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Grissom: I believe the, uh, glass pressure traveled from the rear of the vehicle, through the front... (Grissom shines a flashlight into the car and finds a pair of dismembered feet) ... and evidently separated the driver's body at the ankles. (to David) David, we have body parts in the car!
David: I've been looking for the feet.
Grissom: I found 'em.
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(looking at a science project volcano)
Catherine: In fifth grade I built one of these as my science fair project, it was awesome. First place should have been mine, but they ended up giving it to this kid with some lame red ant colony. (Grissom is smiling) That was you!
Grissom: Yeah, only my ants were black Argentineans.
Catherine: Uh-huh.
Grissom: I learned at a very early age that the bugs always win.
Catherine: Right.
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Sheriff Atwater: Car bomb. Driver and valet are dead. Another valet is critical. At least a dozen injured. I was having dinner here. I was on my way out. If it had gone off a couple seconds later you'd be picking my badge up off the ground.
Grissom (sarcastic): Thank God you're all right.
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Grissom: So, one of us has to call the Sheriff.
Brass: I'll flip 'ya for it.
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Grissom: Here comes the press. You're on. I wish I could help but I got a vehicle to process.
Sheriff Atwater: C'mon, Grissom. Bomb goes off and everyone thinks it's a hit. What do you think?
Grissom: I'm not thinkin'. I'm lookin'.
Sheriff Atwater: That's good. Can I use that?
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Warrick: I got your page. You'd be a good maitre d'. Checking glassware for spots?
Greg: You know, a hot tub is just like a dishwasher. Washes away all of the impurities.
Warrick: Including hydrofluoric acid, huh?
Greg (speaking in a French accent and showing Warrick a sample jar of wine): '93 Pinot. Either it was a bad year for wine or a bad year for Amelia. I found trace amounts of hydrofluoric acid in the vino.
Warrick: So, somebody did spike the wine?
Greg: Oui.
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(Coming in to see Grissom with the volcano)
Nick: Hey I made one those in third grade. Science fair, Should've won too.
Grissom (cutting Nick off): You gotta let it go, Nick.