(Sara stands looking at the bed sheet covered in blood)
Grissom: Checking my work?
Sara: No, I'm just looking around.
Grissom: What are you thinking?
Sara: Well, her body left behind this void, (gestures with hands, walks to wall, turns to face Grissom) the attacker was on top, he held her down by her wrists.
Grissom: Which would explain the transfer of wax from him to her?
Sara: Yes, pin me down. (Grissom pins Sara to sheet, then moves hands down next to her waist)
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