CSI: NY

Hallie: Do you know how a four-year-old understands frustration? They don't. I deal with ten little people for eight hours a day and not one of them understands the concept. Lindsay: That sounds... Hallie: Frustrating. It was, till I started skating with the Brooklyn Clobbers.

Hallie: (to a little girl in daycare) Briana, we don't hit. You ask nicely, alright? Lindsay: I guess you're one of those, Do as I say, not as I do, daycare providers.

Hawkes: Not a very creative body dump. Danny: Does the job, right?

Stella: You can take the girl out of high school, but you can't take the scars of high school out of the girl.

Stella: Someone's trying to kill the whole starting team? Mac: That's one way to get more playing time.

(Talking to the vic's publisher) Cala Winger: I was the one who filed the missing person's report. Danny: Because you couldn't find the final chapter of his book. The one you knew you could sell. The irony, which is a literary term by the way, is that it was written all over his dead body. (She looks shocked at Hawkes) Hawkes: Yeah.

(Mac is in the lab with Lindsay, and they are testing products from the Manhattan Minx' shower room) Mac: Do you really need all these? Lindsay: Oh I thought you said you wanted me to collect everything. Mac: No, I mean …women. Do you need all these products? Lindsay: You're asking me? I work in a lab.

Lindsay: Did Flack get anything from your girlfriend? Stella: (joining in on the joke) Yeah the one that took ya to the roller derby? Mac: (smiling, embarrassed?) There is no girlfriend.

(Mac just got hit on by the Manhattan Minx' trainer) Lindsay: I think she liked you. Mac: It's the uniform.

(Mac states the rules of roller derby) Stella: You cannot know this. Mac: Someone took me to a game. Stella: Nobody would ever take you to a roller derby game. Oh unless…you were on a date? Mac: It was fun. Stella: The game or the date? (He doesn't answer and she smirks and shakes her head.)

Polly: My first time as a murder suspect and I don't even get the cop of my choice to bust my chops. Flack: I'll send Detective Taylor your regards. Polly: I'd like to send him a lot more than just my regards. Flack: You focus on what you're doing, and in the mean time, fill me in on how you got the DNP in the muscle cream. Polly: I didn't put anything in there. Flack: Maybe it just came in the jar? Like you didn't realize you were getting the kind with bonus poisons in it when you were at the drug store?