CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Brass: Hand me the ALS. (Nick smirks and gives it to him) What? Nick: It's just been a while since I've seen you use one of those. Brass: Just like ridin' a bicycle. What you don't wanna share your toys?

Riley (after seeing someone dressed up as a zombie): Halloween's tomorrow night. Nick: Yeah, in Vegas we celebrate all week.

Hodges: I broke your case … again. Catherine: Go. Hodges: Fish. I examined your vic's purse for trace and found what I thought to be a piece of skin. Turns out that I was right; fish skin. Catherine: Well, anything that swims gets me closer to Hess. Hodges: Carassius auratus to be exact. Goldfish. Catherine: Good job, Hodges. Hodges: Thank you and there's more. I analyzed the glass from the garbage bag and the incised wound on your vic's scalp. They're both lead-crystal. I took the pieces and used an approximation of their original shape. (hands her a picture) Catherine: I know what this is. A fishes a bowless. Hodges (dryly): That's very funny. Catherine: See, I bought Lindsey and aquarium for her ninth birthday, filled it with exotic fish, she loved it for all of about twenty four hours until she realized that the fancy fish eat the goldfish for dinner. Hodges: Mm, the circle of life.

Catherine: You getting any sleep? (Grissom doesn't answer) Me neither. Have you heard from Sara? Grissom: I don't know where she is.

Catherine: What do you think you're doing here? Lindsey: Dancing, what does it look like? Catherine: Where's the I.D? Lindsey (digging through her purse): You want a urine sample too? Draw my blood? (she hands Catherine the I.D) Catherine (reading the I.D): Jasmine Davidov? Lindsey: Don't the police have anything better to do than chase me down? Catherine: You bet we do, Lindsey. A girl your age was here last night, she was murdered. (to the officer) Take her home. (Lindsey leaves with the officer) Riley: You moonlighting as a bouncer now? Catherine: When you have kids you can talk to me about it then. Riley: Well, we won't be talking soon then.

Catherine: You're supposed to be at home. That's what being grounded means. Lindsey (sighs): I wasn't doing anything wrong. I wasn't even drinking. Catherine (looking at the paper Lindsey handed her): Breathalyzer results? Lindsey: I made the cop who drove me home test me. I know I shouldn't have been using a fake I.D and I'm sorry. But you overreacted. Catherine: I'll be the judge of that. Lindsey: I know that you're dealing with a lot right now but, you don't have to worry about me. Catherine: Thanks. But I will. (they hug) And you're still grounded.

Craig Hess: Now what? Riley: You lied. Craig Hess: It means that I like 'ya. Catherine: We have a witness and surveillance footage. Angela Carlos was here the night she died, and you talked to her. Craig Hess: Okay. Somebody, who's not working here anymore let her in through the back. As soon as I saw that she was in the club. I sent her out through the front. Riley: So you do know her. Craig Hess: Did I say that? Catherine: I think you do business with her father and that kinda business can put you out of business. Craig Hess: Who's her father? Catherine: It's clear on the video that whatever you said to her got her to leave. What was it? Rendezvous at your place? Drugs for sex? 'Cause it wouldn't be the first time; arrested for statutory rape, assault and drug charges with a seventeen year old girl. Craig Hess: I was twenty one years old, and those charges were dropped. If a girl wants to party and get a little bit rough, it's a date, if she doesn't get flowers in the morning… it's rape.

Catherine: What's in the box? Goya: Can't you read? It's sand. What's it look like? (Riley opens the box and takes out a kilo of coke) Catherine: Sand, huh? Riley: So how much would it run me to fill my fish tank with blow? Catherine: Probably what Angela was here to find out.

Doc Robbins: Wendy, what brings you to my store? Wendy: Well, I'm here on the Angela Carlos case 'cause I just ran her exemplar blood and it came back a mixture. Doc Robbins: That's impossible I drew it from the heart. Wendy: Well, I ran it two times and both times it came back as a mixture of one female and two male bloods. It's definitely contaminated. Doc Robbins: Well, then it was contaminated on your end. Wendy: No… No, I-I don't think so. (Doc Robbins scoffs)

Catherine (while in a club): I hate Halloween. Riley: Looks like a bunch of adults going as teenagers this year.

Nick (about the victim found in the dumpster): Well, this was a dark alley, maybe she was a workin' girl, picked up a John with a bad temper. Grissom: Yeah, trick or treat.

Grissom: You've got something I've never seen before? Doc Robbins: Said the chorus girl to the bishop. Grissom (looking at the vile of blood Doc Robbins handed to him): No separation between the blood cells and the serum. Doc Robbins: Her blood's hemolized. You usually only see that when the body's in advanced decomp. An unknown chemical imbalance trigger a pressure change in the red blood cells which cause them to rupture. Grissom: What could cause this? Doc Robbins: A number of things. Auto-immune hemolytic anemia, certain blood diseases, transfusion reaction, even chemical warfare agents such as sarin or ricin. Worth the trip wasn't it? (they talk a little more, then Grissom goes to leave) Grissom: And yes, it was worth the trip.

Lady (to Nick and Riley): Great costumes, that's what I wore last year. Nick: Ha, me too.

Grissom (about the victim): She's got needle marks on both arms. No scar tissue. This has to be recent. Catherine: Drug users don't usually start off shooting it… snort it or smoke it first. … White powder in the nose, most likely cocaine. (looks at her stomach) Hives, a histamine reaction… maybe from the drugs? I wonder if she told her parents that she was just going dancing and they believed her.

Greg (reviewing club footage): Sexy kitty, sexy nurse, sexy hula dancer, … pimp… These guys have no imagination.

Riley (while at Goya's fish shop): There's enough atropine here to sedate all of SeaWorld.

Catherine: Angela came for the cocaine and ended up snorting atropine instead. Pure atropine which is used to cut coke. (sees Riley holding bloody tubes) What's that? Riley: Angela had blood from two different males in her system. I'm thinking they transfused her Frankenstein style. Catherine: Why? Riley: Settle a score with dad? Catherine: But she came to them. Riley: She didn't come for this.

Goya: I distribute cocaine. I'm not a murderer. Catherine: So then why'd you kill Angela Carlos? Goya: I didn't. Catherine: DNA confirms that she received a blood transfusion from you. And your blood type is A positive; that's what killed her. Goya: And now she killed me. … Angela hooks up with this sports book guy, they get wasted, she totals her car; they walk away without a scratch. The next day he's got a bullet through his head. Nobody messes with Daddy's little girl. The moment she came through my door, I'm a dead man.

Riley: What makes you think that a transfusion would wake up Snow White? Joe: Keith Richards. Riley: The Rolling Stones Keith Richards … Joe: Everybody knows the story, when he hit the smack too hard, he would go to Europe or some place and get his blood swapped out. Riley: That's an urban legend.