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.