CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Nick (walks in): You brought the foundation of the house to our lab. Grissom: It's a six-by-three-foot section. When the concrete dried it preserved a partial impression of our Jane Doe. Did you find out anything about the house? Nick: I pulled the permits. Summercliff was built five years ago on nothing but desert. Grissom: That would explain why the body was so desiccated. Nick: House was sold subsequent to completion, so the homeowner isn't a suspect. Homicide is running a missing persons check. Grissom: Well, if it wasn't for a leaky pipe she might have been down there forever. Nick: I think our killer was counting on that.

(talking to Catherine about where she used to work as stripper) Greg: So, the French Palace, huh? Catherine: Yup. Greg: You know, my friends and I used to go there. Payday Fridays. Catherine: Uh-huh. Greg: Maybe I saw you perform? Catherine (sighs): Oh, I doubt it. Greg: Why? Catherine: You would've remembered. (Greg looks absolutely stunned)

Sara: Both guns are nine millimeter automatics. Brass isn't going to like this. Warrick: I don't give a damn what Brass likes. Sara: Like I do? If Tyner's dirty, he goes down. I just know what happens when you piss off the P.D. Warrick: Yeah, it's war.

Catherine: What do you got for me? I could use a rush. Grissom: Well, this qualifies: 4-26. But I can't give you the case. Catherine: Because? Grissom: Conflict of interest. The alleged rape victim is an exotic dancer. Catherine: And because I used to be one, I'll be biased? Grissom: No. The suspect's your ex-husband. (beat) He's asking for you, but you can't take it. (Catherine stands up and looks at Grissom) Catherine: Just let me do the pre-lim. Grissom: All right. (he gives her the assignment sheet) Do what you can. But after the preliminary, you pass it off, okay? (Catherine doesn't say anything. She turns and leaves the room)

Sara: I drive. Warrick: Picture that.

Brass: So I bet you think I owe you one, huh? Warrick: We work. We get paid. You don't owe me anything. Brass (smirks): Fine with me.

Catherine: I'm a forensic scientist. April Lewis: Scientist... wow. You look so normal. Catherine: Thanks.

Grissom: I'm sure someone needs closure... and somebody else needs to go to jail.

Grissom: Based on the auricular surface I'd say she died when she was about twenty. Nick: She? Grissom: It's in the hips. Pelvic bone is definitely female. You know, for a ladies' man you don't know much about bone structure.

Eddie: When are we going to talk about what happened? Catherine: What's to talk about? You cheated on me. I caught you.

Greg: So, how many grains of sand in the ocean, huh? Nick: I don't care about the ocean, just the sand in my skeleton. Can you pinpoint a beach? Greg: I don't know. I might have to do some field research to find out. You think Grissom would let me go to Hawaii? (Nick sees Grissom in the doorway) Nick (to Greg): Why don't you ask him yourself? Grissom: Ask me what? Greg: Oh, nothing. I, uh ... I was just telling Nick about your sand. Well, it's not sand. It's not natural anyway. Here, check this out. (Grissom looks through the mircoscope at the sand) Now, if this were natural sand, the surface would be smooth. This looks more like Fremont Street on a Saturday night... rough. Nick: Could the particles be sediment from the concrete where we found her? Greg: No. No way. I analyzed the mineral content. It's feldspar and quartz. That's crushed gray sandstone. It's man-made, in a rock crusher. Nick: What does that mean? Grissom: It means she wasn't killed in Hawaii. (Greg freezes when he realized Grissom heard him before) Other than that, he has no idea. (Nick laughs)

Nick: Mrs. Hendler, do you and your husband do much rock climbing? Amy Hendler: Yes. (points gun at Nick) That's what I killed her with.

(about exotic dancer on stage) Detective Evans: You dressed like that? Catherine (laughs): If you want to call it dressed.

Nick: Ten bucks says the owner sells the house. Grissom: By law you've got to disclose everything. Three bedrooms, two baths, and a skeleton.