CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Nick: Knowing the deep, dark secrets of your co-workers is a slippery slope. Ray: There was a time in my life where that could've come in handy. (they all give him a look) I used to work along side an angel of death. Catherine (looks at the files): It's mostly online shopping and DVD rentals. I take it the office firewalls porn. Greg: Don't they all.

(Ray is reading his dad's DNA profile and finds out he has monoamine oxidase A gene) Wendy (walks in and sees monoamine oxidase A on the file, but nothing else): Ooh, monoamine oxidase A. Ask me anything. What do you wanna know? Ray: What do you know about it? Wendy: Kind of a lot. My research group in grad school developed a protocol to synthesize the gene. What's the case? Ray: It's just something that I'm working on. Wendy: You know, that specific mutation there has actually been linked to violence. For example, there was this Dutch family, and all the males who had that were rapists or arsonists. And in mice without the MOA gene all exhibited highly aggressive behavior. Ray (gets up and starts to walk off): MOA deficiency doesn't make you violent. Wendy: I didn't say it did. Ray (as he's walking out): Just because something might happen doesn't mean it will. It's genetics, not destiny.

Ray: Action figures and anime, for the computer guy, that's always the cliche. Nick: Lemme guess, you were a G.I Joe guy? Ray: No, but my dad was.

Ray (seeing Hodges looking at himself through the computer camera): So, they say some people have a good side and a bad side. What's the verdict? Hodges: I don't seem to have a bad side.

Catherine: This looks like an implantable RFID. Radio frequency identification chip? Doc Robbins: Yeah, I know they're used for tracking inventory at Walmart. And unless the 13th Amendment got repealed while I wasn't looking, (points to a picture of the victim) that's not inventory. Catherine: Implantable RFID are pretty new. There's some high-end nightclubs that give them to their VIPs to make it easy for them to run up a tab. Doc Robbins: Oh, yeah. Having a chip surgically implanted in your body is so much more convenient than putting a credit card in your pocket. Catherine: Well, not everything I wear out has pockets. Doc Robbins: I'll buy you a purse.

Ray: What's the angriest you've ever been? Nick: I've been mad enough to kill somebody, didn't do it. You? Ray: High threshold, short fuse. David: Me too. In high school, I vented my frustrations by devising elaborate tortures for my classmates. In comic book form, of course. Nick: Well, whether the killer woke up this morning with the intention to beat this guy to death or not, right now, he's a new man, with a new plan and a big fat secret. Ray: Secrets are hard to keep.