CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Catherine: Mom? What are you doing? Where's Lindsey? Lily: She's on a sleep-over. So kill me. And I had dinner at Drai's with the girls. Filet to die for. (she picks up the doggie bag and offers it to Catherine) Catherine: Drai's ... The girls like to spend. Lily: Red wine always makes me two of the seven dwarfs: Sleepy and Sneezy. (she sniffs, opens her bag and pulls out a handkerchief) Catherine: Where did you get that hanky? Lily: A friend. Catherine: A friend who was at Lois' party? Lily: Now don't get mad, Catherine. Catherine: You can't be seeing Sam? Lily: And why not? Catherine: Oh, for one thing, he's a player. Lily: I don't expect monogamy from him. Catherine: (groans) Oh. I can't believe this. Lily: And I am not promising that he'll get it from me, either. (Catherine turns around and gets an envelope from her desk) What are you doing? Catherine: Put it in the envelope. Lily: Why?! (Lily puts the handkerchief in the envelope) Catherine: Because we haven't cleared Sam as a suspect. Lily: He can't be! He has been so wonderful to me these past few weeks. Catherine: Oh, this has been going on for weeks, huh? Lily: We have a history together, Catherine. We were young together. Some day, maybe you'll understand.

Greg: Tuna ... and the homeless are dining on shrimp salad. Lucky Clydes. Sara: "Lucky Clydes?" Is that lingo from Lois' book? Warrick: She say anything in that book about all that dough we found under her floor? Greg: Not exactly. But she does say back in '65, Vegas was getting a little bit too hot for Tony C, so he had to take a powder for a while. And dig this: while he was gone, the famous Pan Am heist was pulled off back east. Warrick: The famous Pan Am heist? Greg: And, compadre, in the next chapter, Tony builds Lois the house. Connect the dots, buddy boy. (Sara laughs)

Lois: Having fun with my book, Greg? Greg (grins): Oh, yeah. That beach party ... hoo-hoo-hoo. Marilyn Monroe and the president ... Swing-a-ding-ding.

Catherine: Sam, when you left this room tonight, where did you go? Upstairs? Sam: Just walked around downstairs, saying hello to the old ghosts. You know, I introduced Lois and Tony, back when I was a floor manager. She was in the line with your mother. Catherine: Mm. Maybe Mom fell for the wrong gangster. Sam: Lily was a sweet girl. But Lois ... she had to be a star. A real Coal Miner's Daughter from Rackville, Pennsylvania. But once she met Tony, she never had to go back. Catherine: You always were a sucker for a hot dancer, weren't you, Sam? Sam: Me and Lois -- I love her, but I like to be in the driver's seat. Like this dancer I'm seeing now -- she's working tonight; that's why I came stag. Catherine: Must be serious. That's the first time you haven't asked me how Mom's doing. She's fine, by the way.

(Counting the money found in the victims pocket) David: A thousand. When I was a waiter back in college, if I had three 20's in my pocket it was a good night. Sara: At Chuck. E. Cheese that was a good week.

(After Grissom and Sara catch Hodges coloring his grey hairs with black marker) Grissom: Vanity, thy name is Hodges. Hodges: This isn't what it looks like I...actually like my grey hair, the few that I have. Sara: Hodges, don't you know grey hair can be very attractive. (Grissom and Hodges look stunned and look at her)

Sam: You want to see me, Mugs, all you need is a phone. Catherine: You lied about being in Lois O'Neill's bedroom. Sam: I was in that bedroom once... in 1967. As a gentleman, I would prefer not going into detail. Catherine: Your handkerchief puts you there when the waiter was shot. Sam (pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket): One of these? Lois and I were going over old times, and she got a little weepy. What she did with it after that I don't know. My house keeper made me a dozen for Christmas I only got about half left. Catherine (coolly): So quit giving them away. Sam (laughs softly): Oh, your mother and me. (sighs) Catherine: You know Sam, this is the second time I thought you might be a killer. Sam: Come on, you know better. Catherine: Thing is I don't. It never occurred to me for a minute that this is something that you wouldn't have done. And that wouldn't bother me except, you're dating my mother. Sam: Look, I'm being good to Lil this time around, give us a chance. Give me a chance. (softly) What do you say? Catherine: Making up for stabbing one showgirl by being kind to another. Sam: If you weren't my daughter--- Catherine: What? What would you do Sam? (she leaves)

(Looking at Lois' ring) Catherine: The canary diamond. Sara: Wanna bet the birdie sings in the key of GSR?

Greg (looking through Lois' book): Wow! You know Lois had her first sexual experience on her 9th grade field trip to the state capital with the governor? Sara (looking at a bullet hole in the carpet): Found a bullet hole. Did you bring the saws-all? Greg: Well, you know, this place is a piece of Las Vegas history you just don't wanna go and chop it up. Sara: It's a crime scene and there's evidence under the floor. Greg: Yeah but we don't know where it is so (picks up a case) I thought we'd let hawkeye here do a little of the exploration for us. Sara (sarcastic): Sure. I wouldn't wanna damage priceless forty year old carpeting.

Greg: Grissom, you know I was looking into that Pan Am heist in '65? Grissom: On your own time, I hope. Greg: It's related to our case. I just got off the phone with the FBI Lab at Quantico. Bobby Dawson sent them ballistics on the gun we found on Tim Duke. Grissom: And? Greg: It's a match to the gun that was used to kill a guard in the Pan Am heist. So I sent them serials on the cash we found. Grissom: Also a match to the Pan Am heist? Greg: Right-o, daddy-o!

Archie: According to the airline global distribution system, she boarded the flight, he didn't. Nick: He was busy being dead!

Greg: So Mandy wasn't able to lift any prints off the money we found. Grissom: Fingerprints are just oil, water and amino acids, Greg. They don't last forever. Greg: No kidding. Did you ever hear that expression "old money"? This stuff was ancient. Some of it signed by Eisenhower's treasury secretary. Series date all before 1965. Same with the grand we found on the vic. Grissom: Ancient?

McKeen: Grissom, do you have any idea who's in this crowd? Grissom: I sure do! (reading from the schedule) 'Under Sheriff Jeff McKeen, arrival 6.38 pm, wife Amanda, recent accomplishment: ran marathon for children's hospital, placed 10th in his age group!' (looking up) Good job, Jeff!

(Trying to explain where she scraped her knees) Li'l Cherry: I'll admit I was outside. But it wasn't only Lois' birthday tonight, it was also my bodyguard's birthday. And I scraped my knees giving him his present. Sofia: You're gonna need have to cancel your shows for awhile. We're holding you on possession of paraphernalia and unlawful use. Li'l Cherry: What do I have to do to make you believe me? Brass: I already had my birthday.

Greg (to Sara, in reference to Lois, who always has everything scheduled out): I don't see homicide anywhere on the schedule. (Sara laughs)

Lois (to Grissom after she brings him food and he denies it): The boys that want me dead have been at this a lot longer than you. I need you to catch up fast. Remember when your tummy starts to rumble, I tried to help.

Greg: Ten grand brick. It looks like Benjamin bit the bullet. Sara: 'In God we trust'. If she has a vault, why keep money under the floor? Greg: No more room under the mattress?

Grissom: Oh, by the way Sam's here. He's one of the guests who was out of the room when the murder occured. Catherine: Oh. (looks towards Sam and back at Grissom) Well, I should say "Hi" to dear old Dad.