Goof: During the robbery, when the lady grabs her son. There is a visible reflection of the boom-mic and the operator in the teller glass.
Goof: When Grissom takes out the evidence box to dust the detonator for fingerprints, he puts the whole fortune cookie into his mouth and disappears a few seconds later.
In this episode, Greg has 2 ace bandages: one on his cheek, and the other on his neck. There is no doubt that these are for his injuries in the previous episode, "Play with Fire".
Catherine discovers that her biological father is casino owner Sam Braun.
Grissom: You rang?
Greg: Yeah. Yeah. Blood flex from the safe deposit box. (takes the paper, his hands shaking.) Two distinct samples, only got one hit though. Uh, the primary sample belongs to Vivian Verona. Cocktail waitress. She was killed on the top floor of old Pike's Gambling hall about two years ago. There's a report.
Grissom: Multiple puncture wounds, different depths, possible two knifes.
Greg: I pulled the crime scene photos for you too. The case is still pending. Murder weapons never found. Now, the secondary blood sample came N.D. Could be the killer. I say murder's messy. (His hands are visibly shaking)
Grissom: Greg. Your hands are shaking.
Greg: No they're not.
Grissom: Hold your hands up.
Greg: Uh... They've been shaking ever since... (He points to the lab that is being repaired after the explosion last episode) Can't really make it stop.
Grissom: Is it affecting your work?
Greg: Uh, if I was bomb expert, maybe. No, I think I have it under control.
Grissom: It will stop. If you need me, I'll be around.
Brass: My guess is Sam needed a job done, he came to you.
Rob Rubio: You know, when I get out of here, I'm going to take pleasure in putting air in your head.
Brass: Let me put a fact in yours. So, here's the deal. You give up your boss, you get to spend the rest of your life in a jail cell, not on death row. You left a lot of yourself behind, killer.
Rob Rubio: I'll take death row. I'll live longer.
Nick: These don't look like your ordinary pair. I mean, look at the blades. They're almost double the size of the handles.
Warrick: What's the purpose of scissors that long?
Catherine: (walks in) I hear scissors, I hear murder. What did I miss?
Grissom: We may have the murder weapon.
Sara: (walks in) Hey, Vivian Verona worked for Sam Braun, she was a cocktail waitress at Pike's Gambling Hall. She was murdered the night before it was imploded in one of the penthouse suite.
Nick: Sounds like somebody wanted her to disappear in the rubble. Bet you Braun hired his own clean-up crew for that one.
Sara: The pyro guys found her on their last walk-through. They assigned a CSI, but the case ran cold before it even got started. There was no suspect and no motive.
Grissom: (staring at the monitor) Warrick, enhance the blade area.
Warrick: Hmm, let me see if I can flip it around so we're not looking at an eye chart.
Brass: Triple homicide in the desert.
Grissom: Old-time Vegas. We found Tommy "the aspirin" out here. Remember him? Used to make his boss' headaches disappear.
Catherine: Until they made him disappear.
Grissom: I think this is the origin of the word "termination." There's the corporate way, and the way of the gun.
Bobby: Long guns are only registered to the person who makes the initial purchase ... and the serial numbers aren't recorded.
Grissom: Impossible to trace, so it's a dead end.
Bobby: Well, forensically, yeah, but not cognitively. See, shooting someone from long range, and taking out the engine of a radio car while it is hauling ass ... you're looking at one sharp shooter. And that kind of training only comes from ...
Grissom: The military.
Catherine (about Larry Whiting): He was convicted of assault and drunk and disorderly five years ago. Did some time.
Grissom: Occupation: Valet at the rampart. Isn't that one of Sam Braun's hotels? (Catherine nods) You have to have a non-gaming work card to park cars at a Vegas casino. How does a guy with a criminal record get one?
Catherine: He doesn't.
Grissom: Unless he was juiced in by Sam Braun.
Catherine: Well, it is his hotel. It's his call, ultimately.
Grissom: Yeah? Well, it's our case, so it's our call. Check it out.
Catherine: I may be compromised. You know I have a personal relationship with the guy.
Grissom: You'll be fine.
Grissom: Warrick hand me those scissors. Nick, give me that apple.
Nick (looks at the apple he's been eating): But I didn't get any lunch...
Grissom: You're not supposed to be eating in here, so give it. (he picks up the picture of the wounds on the victim's neck and holds it up for them to see) Two puncture wounds, right? (Grissom takes the scissors ands puts them into the apple) Scissors. That's what was wrapped in the scarf.
(Grissom notices something in the desert and starts to walk away from a crime scene)
Brass: Where's he going?
Catherine: Let's just hope he stops.
Catherine: How long have we known each other?
Grissom: In days, months or years?
Catherine: I'm serious here.
Catherine (muffled): Can you hear me?
Grissom: Albert. Got a minute?
Doc Robbins: Sure. What's up?
Grissom: I'd like a second opinion. (next shot of them is after he checked Grissom's ear)
Doc Robbins: I wish you had come to me sooner. The condition is pretty far along. Why'd you wait?
Grissom (sighs): I hoped it would go away.
Doc Robbins: Doesn't your mother have this condition?
Grissom: Yeah. It's hereditary. I know I wasn't rational.
Doc Robbins: Look, Gil. I'm not gonna preach to you, you came to me. But doctor to doctor there's a chance the bone deposits have spread into the inner ear. In which case your hearing loss will eventually be permanent. If I were you, I'd schedule surgery as soon as possible.
Grissom: I'm not going with you.
Catherine: What do you mean?
Grissom: I'm scheduled for surgery at Desert Palm.
Catherine: Surgery? (she walks over to him) Your hearing?
Grissom (nods): Yep.
Catherine: I'm sorry.
Grissom: I'm not. Has to be done.
Catherine: What can I do?
Grissom: Nothin', I'm fine. Take care of the case.
Catherine: Wha--ah, that's it?
Grissom: That's it. Um.... good luck.
(At the hospital. Grissom's almost ready for surgery)
Grissom: What are you doing here?
Catherine: I just wanted to see you. And I didn't want you to go in without wishin' ya good luck.
Grissom: Thank you... for being here. (they hug)
Grissom (to the nurse who brought him a wheelchair): I don't need that.
Catherine: Grissom? What do you think?
Grissom (holding a fortune cookie): I think we're giving these guys too much credit. They're experts at robbing banks, not experts at concealing evidence.
Catherine: Well, unless the answer's in that fortune cookie, what's the plan?
Grissom: Did you ever wonder how the fortune gets inside the cookie?
Nick: I know.
Sara: Of course you do.
Nick: The cookie comes out of a press like a tortilla then some lady puts the fortune inside of the dough. And then folds the dough around a piece of metal and then folds it again.
Grissom: That's the answer. (gets up and walks away, with his fortune cookie in hand. Everyone looks at him)
Catherine: Whoever did this knew precisely what they were after.
Grissom: Well, the one thing about their precision-- It'll narrow our focus.
Sam Braun: I'm going to have to talk to H.R. about this Larry Whiting. Human resources is never supposed to process anyone with a record.
Catherine: Well, his record caught up with him, Sam. We suspect he was involved in the First Monument Bank robbery. Getaway driver ... except everyone got away but him.
Sam Braun: I have to tell you mugs, name doesn't ring a bell.
Catherine: Sam... that's like you telling me when I was a kid that you were too tired to drive home every night when you were sleeping with my mother.
Sam Braun: Well, you can't fault a fella for wanting to be with his two best girls.
Catherine: All right.
Sam Braun: Where is all of this leading?
Catherine: Well, last year, one of your cocktail waitresses is murdered. Still unsolved.
Sam Braun: She worked at another one of my hotels -- the Whiskey Town.
Catherine: And this Whiting guy worked here at the Rampart ... They're both your hotels .... How does that look for business?
Sam Braun: Mugs, I got a P.R. Department that deals with that. When one white tiger killed another one in the secret garden at the Mirage, the P.R. Department had it buried on page 16e, under the car ads, about ... this big.
Catherine: Right. They made it go away.
Sam Braun: Some things are people's business. Some things aren't.
Catherine: Well, this is my business. It's not going to go away.
Sam Braun: Then I'll be rooting for you.
(Discussing the owner of the safe deposit box that was stolen)
Catherine: Did Larry Whiting know Benny?
Sam Braun: Everybody who was anybody knew Benny. Including you.
Sam Braun: Informally enough for him to direct the high-end whales your way when you were dancing.
Catherine (laughs): Whoo! That is old Vegas, Sam. Sun set on that time.
Catherine: I need the truth.
Sam Braun: You sure about that?
Catherine: Oh, yeah. Now more than ever.
Sam Braun: Benny killed Vivian. He caught her cheating on him, with me. When I heard he was dying I went to go see him. He told me he killed her with my scissors from the ribbon cutting cermony. He always kept the scissors, had 'em shadow boxed for me. He stashed 'em in the safe deposit box.
Catherine: Why would Benny do that? Why would Benny murder Vivian and then keep the incriminating evidence, not even attempt to wash off the blood?
Sam Braun: You're asking me to answer on his behalf. I don't know. Maybe he was paranoid, figured you would dry Lake Mead.
Catherine: Let me just get this straight-- to protect Benny after he's already dead, you hire Rob Rubio and 3 of his cronies to commit federal bank robbery to steal back a pair of scissors?
Sam Braun: They weren't just any pair of scissors. They were tied to a legacy. If Benny goes down-- I go down. 40 years of building my reputation... (snaps fingers) ...gone. Games are meant to be played downstairs, not upstairs. So I asked Rob to take care of it.
Catherine: We have the safe deposit box in our possession, Sam. Along with the blood stained sash the scissors were wrapped in. We recovered two different blood samples -- one belonging to Vivian, the other unknown. I guess I didn't have a good enough reason until now but-- I tested my DNA against the unknown sample. And wouldn't 'cha know it? There's 7 alles in common.
Sam Braun: That's supposed to mean somethin'?
Catherine: It means that you and I are biologically related. You killed her, Sam, and Benny covered for you. Part of the ol' standard: Any woman that you're with is never gonna be with another man.
Sam Braun: I swear on your mother... It didn't happen that way.
Catherine: Oh, now that holds a lot of weight. To this day my mother sits at home waiting for your call.
Sam Braun: Do you really think I could murder someone?
Catherine: Science tells me that you did. So yes, I do. (her voice cracks) It's just such a lousy way to find out you're my father.
Warrick: Sixty grand a year for jockeying cars? I'm in the wrong line of work.
Brass: Look on the bright side: You're still alive.
Brass: This crew was in and out. Three, maybe four guys, depending on who you talk to. Detective Lockwood drew his weapon protecting a woman and a child.
Catherine: Wrong place, wrong time.
Brass: There's no right time to kill a cop.
Teardrop - Massive Attack
Soul Fossa - Woven
O-o-h Child - The Five Stairsteps
Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap
Fire - Ohio Players
Cyberia - Afro Celt Sound System
A Punchup at a Wedding - Radiohead
Last appearance of Jefferey D. Sams as Detective Cyrus Lockwood.