CSI: Miami

Caitlyn Townsend: You're fired. Nick Marshall: Are you kidding me? When I first met you, you were a junkie. Caitlyn Townsend: I kicked heroin. Now I'm kicking you.

Hagen: Are you sleeping with him? Calleigh: This conversation is over. Hagen: (grabs her arm) What if I don't want it to be over? Calleigh: Then you better remember what I do for a living.

Nick Marshall: I'm not going to deny I had a relationship with Heidi, she's 19, we're both consenting adults. Horatio: Until you found out she was pregnant, you didn't consent to that did you? Nick Marshall: I'll take a paternity test, if I'm the father I'll honour my financial obligations. Horatio: With embezzled funds Nick?

Valera: I have the results on that hair from the crime scene, almost all the roots had tags, must have been some fight. Ryan: Yeah, it was a fight to the death.

Calleigh: Excuse me, Calleigh Duquesne with the Crime Lab, what's in the bags Mr. Walsh? Sean Walsh: What else, checks. Calleigh: No bodies this time?

(a match comes up from AFIS) Ryan: That's Heidi Dillon, her mother's assistant. Delko: Runaway, theft, fraud, drug possession. Ryan: I guess she's one of the charity's success stories.

Ryan: Mrs. Townsend your daughter's charity was for runaway girls... your models are wearing bikinis.

(Horatio has an idea to go around an injunction order forbidding them to autopsy a corpse) Alexx: A Virt-topsy? Horatio: Yes, a virtual autopsy is not covered in the injunction. Alexx: Ja! Any excuse to try something new.

(Horatio spots a man going through some bags from the plane crash) Horatio: Excuse me!... in the hat! excuse me!... step away from the bags. Sean Walsh: It's all right they belong to me. Horatio: These bags are evidence in a plane crash Sir, please step away from them. Sean Walsh: Yeah I know, I own the plane, Sean Walsh, Air Away Freight Systems, I'm just collecting my cargo. Horatio: Mr. Walsh looting is a felony... step away from the bags. Sean Walsh: Look if I don't get these bags to Atlanta under dead line a couple of local banks are going under. Horatio: How much was on the plane? Sean Walsh: 1.2 Billion dollars. Horatio: Excuse me?! Sean Walsh: 1.2 billion in checks, mortages, car loans, company pay roles, everyday every check that's written has to be physically moved to a bank, we're freight dogs, we move them. Horatio: Freight dogs? Sean Walsh: yep that's what we call ourselves, ain't exactly a glamor business. Horatio: The bags...stay here. Sean Walsh(taking a stack on bills from his wallet): I know how this works, so what's it going to take? Horatio: I suggest you leave now or you will be placed under arrest, it's up to you. Sean Walsh: You're the man. (walks away)

(Ryan notices a vibe when Calleigh and Det. Hagen were talking) Ryan: What was that about? Calleigh: Complicated, he's been I.O.D. Ryan: Injured On Duty? What was the problem? Calleigh: I don't know something about bad back. Ryan(with a cynical tone): mmm yeah, I've heard that one before. Calleigh: What's that supposed to mean? Ryan: Nothing. Calleigh: You can tell me. Rayn(reluctantly speaking): A couple of guys I knew on patrol, bad back meant they couldn't get cleared by the Department shrink.

(Horatio finds Nick Marshall just before he boards a plane) Horatio: You going somewhere Nick? Nick Marshall: I'm taking a couple of days off, I thought I'd head out to the Keys. (Horatio smiles) Horatio: I think you mean a hop to a Caribbean country with no extradition laws. Nick Marshall: You just don't quit, do you? Horatio: Not in my vocabulary! (Police cars arrive with sirens, Horatio puts his sunglasses on) Horatio: Hey Nick, you know that vacation you never got...

Horatio: (Holding a small laser pointer) You used this to blind the pilots on that plane. Andrew Stamler: I was just trying to make a point. Horatio: You did and now you're under arrest. Andrew Stamler : All I ever wanted was to live in a quiet neighborhood. Horatio: Yes. Well, Mr. Stamler, you just got your wish.

Nick Marshall: I created Caitlin Townsend. Horatio: Didn't give you the right to kill her.

Heidi Dillon: You think i killed Caitlin? Ryan: Did you? Heidi Dillon: That's your job to figure it out, isn't it?