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(The victim has a stake embedded in his skull)
Nick: Sharp force trauma?
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Nick: There's a sucker born every minute.
Grissom: Yep, and they all come to Vegas.
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(In a mine)
Grissom: Are you seeing this?
Nick: Gold. We're rich.
Grissom: I'm not so sure.
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Detective Cyrus: Death: the cheapest show in Vegas.
Grissom: Yeah. It doesn't surprise me. Remember the MGM fire? We found people burned to their slot machines cause they wouldn't leave the action.
Detective Cyrus: Only in Vegas.
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Nick: Feces?
Grissom: Yep.
Nick: Under the fingernail?
Grissom: Yep. (Nick looks up with pained expression)
Nick: He wiped his own ass?
Grissom (laughs): No, Nick, it's not human. It's scat. Could be from a bat.
Nick: Bat scat.
Grissom: Bat 'guano'.
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Grissom: Bats are like bees, Nick. Don't bother them, and they won't bother you
Nick: Let's not bother them... I mean it
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(Nick and Grissom approach an old mine)
Nick: What's with the gate?
Grissom: It's a bat gate. Keeps people out, lets the bats in. Old mines are considered bat habitats and preserves.
Nick: Who puts the bat gates in?
Grissom: Batman.