CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Madge: Some guys can never love any woman but their mother... and some never had a mother who loved them.

Grissom: So, Warrick? Warrick: Initial observations when we got to the scene. (Grissom turns around and looks up at the balcony) Obvious impact to the face. Severe facial contusions. Broken nose, cracked teeth. No shoe prints. No tracks. No cast off. No sign of a weapon. Grissom: We're standing on the weapon.

Grissom: How do you explain a handprint half covered by a wall? Catherine: I mean, we're not even certain this rug came from this room. Warrick: Well, I was gonna say the same thing, but the rug has eight divots that line up perfectly with that desk. Grissom: Think outside the rug. (everyone's quiet for a moment as they look and think) Catherine: A man with secrets needs a place to hide them. (Grissom kneels down near the wall and examines it. He sees something. He looks at Catherine. She stops and watches him. Grissom nudges the wall paneling aside and pushes it completely open. Catherine and Warrick are stunned) Warrick: Get the hell out of here. (they kneel and look into the passageway) Nice. (Grissom looks at them and smiles. He turns and looks into the passageway. Grissom, Catherine and Warrick crawl through the passageway and into the nursery. They look around. Grissom turns the light on. Warrick laughs) Catherine: Wow. Just when you thought you'd seen it all. Warrick: People lived in fear of this guy? Grissom: Imagine the fear he lived with.

(After the autopsy on Bruce Eiger) Grissom: I'm glad you decided to stay, Sofia. Sofia: So am I... for now. Catherine (walking into the hall): Thanks for waiting. Got here as fast as I could. Grissom: We just finished. Catherine: Grissom, what the hell? Am I going to have any part of this case, or should I just go back to my office and start shuffling some papers? Sofia: Catherine, it wasn't personal. The body was posted. We didn't think you'd be back for a few hours. There's the report. (Sofia hands the report to Catherine) Catherine (to Sofia): Stay out of this. (Sofia leaves, Catherine turns to Grissom) So, is this an Ecklie mandate, or is this just your thoughtlessness? Grissom: Well, look, I apologize, but this is a group effort. Catherine (scoffs): Thanks. I feel much better.

(A little after she yelled at him for not waiting for her at an autopsy. Catherine walks into Grissom's office) Catherine: We have a problem. Grissom (in a whiney voice): Oh, no, not again.

Greg: Brass subpoenaed Eiger's home phone calls in the last year. Ecklie: Yeah, anything interesting? Greg: Numerous calls from Eiger's house to Sy Magli's office. Ecklie: Well, they were known business rivals. Greg: Between midnight and 4am, what I like to call: "Love Hours". Grissom: Wouldn't be the first time that hate mutated into passion. Greg: Public enemies, private lovers. So Jackie Collins.

(Catherine and Grissom are having drinks) Grissom: I've enjoyed working with you. Catherine: Which part? The part where I got in your face or the part where I, uh, lost evidence, or maybe you just miss me. Grissom: I did miss you. I've missed your passion and your tenacity. I've even missed your tush. Catherine (chokes on her drink): Really. Thank you. Brass: Sorry to interrupt. Did I miss the punchline? Catherine (smirking): Yeah. (Grissom gives her a look)

Grissom: Question. You come home, see your husband lying in the driveway. What do you do? Greg (shrugs): Is that a trick question?

(Nick picks up a pacifier) Nick: I just don't get it, man. Grissom: What, you never had a transitional object when you were a kid? A stuffed animal or a blanket? Nick: No. I mean, I had a wooby, but who didn't? (Catherine starts to smile) Warrick: Oh, is that that blue thing that's in your locker? Nick (chuckles): Don't even.

(Nick holds up a nursing gown) Nick: Hey, maybe we're looking for the hand that rocks the cradle. Catherine: I think that Bruce just wanted the same thing as every other guy. Grissom: Nurturing? Catherine: Easy access.

Hodges: You couldn't pay me enough to rub ointment on an old guy's butt rash.

Catherine: What's going on? This is my scene. Ecklie: High profile case -- woke up the supervisors. All hands on deck, Cath. Grissom's lead on this. He's the senior supervisor. Catherine: If it's all hands on deck, what are you doing behind the tape? Ecklie: You know if I cross the tape, my name goes on the crime scene log that gets subpoenaed by the defense, and I have to testify. Catherine: And when was the last time you testified? Ecklie: That's not my primary job anymore. I'm an administrator. I run interference for you guys... starting with the press. (Ecklie turns around to deal with the press. Catherine walks back to the body. She passes Grissom as he closes his kit and stands up) Grissom: It's nothing personal, Catherine. (Catherine turns around to look at him) Cases like these rain down hard. You need all the help you can get. Catherine: I need help, not supervision.

Grissom: I was wondering, do you carry adult diapers? Madge: Oh, we sure do. What are you, about a 34, 36? (Nick tries to keep from laughing) Grissom: Well, they're not for me. Madge (to Nick): Oh. Well, aren't you lucky to have such a nice daddy? (Nick quits smiling and Grissom turns to Nick and smiles) Nick: I'm going to have a look around.