This is the first Season 9 premiere episode of a CSI show not to feature the death of one of the main characters. Warrick Brown died in CSI: Crime Scene Investigation's Season 9 premiere, and Jesse Cardoza died in CSI: Miami's.
Lindsay is a big fan of Annie Hall whereas Sid favours Manhattan.
As a result of having been shot in the back during episode 8x18 Near Death, Mac suffers from anomic aphasia: his brain was depraved of enough oxygen for a while and suffered a damage that prevents him from remembering the names of certain things.
This episode is set 6 months after the season 8 finale.
(The NYPD are winning a hockey match against the NYFD)
Capt. Curtis Smith: Don't look so smug. It ain't over yet.
Mac: Ah, let's see, osso bucco in a nice red wine sauce, porcini mushrooms...
Capt. Curtis Smith: And you wonder why the public likes us better. You guys are so cocky.
Mac: Oh, come on, Curtis. Your boys have won the last five. I'm tired of buying you dinner.
Danny: Hey, get your head in the game, kid. You're better than that.
Adam: Are you kidding me? Who just got nailed in the corner over there, all right? Get the puck along the boards!
Danny: Just keep your skates up against the post. You learn that in peewee league.
Flack: Hey, hey, hey, shut up, the two of you. We are not losing this game. We got two minutes left. Danny, I need you strong on the forecheck. Adam, nothing gets past you. Focus, baby. Focus. Let's go, boys.
Hockey player: Hey, Flack, that last goal was for your mother. This next one's for your sister.
Flack: My sister died six months ago, jackass.
Hockey player: No. Bro, I didn't know.
Flack: She's not dead, you idiot. Mention my family again, I'll punch you in the mouth.
Capt. Curtis Smith: So, how you been? You feeling all right?
Mac: Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. The last six months have felt like five years, but it's good to be back. I appreciate you coming by the hospital every week. That meant a lot.
Capt. Curtis Smith: Ah. Least I could do. Well, how's Christine? Please tell me you haven't screwed that up.
Mac: No, no. It's great. She's great. Mary and the kids?
Capt. Curtis Smith: (Scoffs) I screwed that up years ago. But she loves me. What can I say?
Sid: Cinema quoi cinema, I'd have to say Manhattan.
Lindsay: No way, absolutely not. Annie Hall. Annie Hall over Manhattan any day of the week.
Sid: Well, Manhattan has a classic style and a Gershwin score.
Lindsay: Nah, it's black and white.
Sid: No, but it's just... you just prefer a more unconventional form of storytelling. I guess I'm just more of a conventional guy.
Lindsay: Nothing about you is conventional, Sid.
Man: Messer, you suck!
Lindsay: Hey, you want to come down here and say that?
Man: All right, all right, all right.
Mac: (To Capt. Curtis Smith while the NYFD and NYPD get into a fight after a hockey match) Well, I guess there's no truth to the rumor the departments hate each other.
Christine Whitney: Nice and slow. One step at a time. You okay? You need to take a break?
Mac: I can't remember what happened. The thing. I... I can't picture it in my head. At all.
Mac: You don't have to do this, you know. Come here every day.
Christine Whitney: (Holding his arm as he walks down the hospital hall) Nice and slow, one step at a time.
Mac: I hate you seeing me like this.
Christine Whitney: Well, you better get used to it 'cause I'm not going anywhere.
Leonard Brooks: The guy who died, the fireman, he was a friend of yours? I'm sorry. I'm sorry he died.
Mac: Yeah, you're so sorry you went back to the scene during his funeral. You couldn't even let us have that.
Leonard Brooks: You're right. That was poor timing on my part.
Mac: How'd you light the fires, Leonard? Some kind of time-delay device, huh? How'd you do it?
(Leonard gestures for Mac to uncuff him. Mac hesitates)
Leonard Brooks: I'm not gonna conjure fire from thin air, Detective.
Leonard Brooks: Do you smoke?
Leonard Brooks: Drink? I trust you've never experimented with heroin or crystal meth? Addiction. That's what it is, an addiction. Only there's no chemical in my bloodstream weaving its way through my body. The poison coursing through my veins is psychological. And the antidote can't be found in a bottle of pills.
Leonard Brooks: I don't want to do what I do, Detective. Every day, every hour, I battle with my mind. Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. And I've won that battle for the last 15 years.
Mac: Yeah, I'm... I'm confused. You waiting for some kind of applause here? You want me to cry?
Leonard Brooks: I have just as much incentive to figure out who set that fire as you do. Someone clearly wants to frame me, someone who has waited a long time for me to get out, but would prefer that I stay caged up in that cell.
Mac: And you might know who that someone is?
Leonard Brooks: I'm offering my services. As a... arson investigator... if you will.
Mac: Arrogance: it's always the criminal's Achilles heel.
Leonard Brooks: This. It's the ignition point.
Flack: Yeah, great, genius. That was a tough one. Can I lock his ass up now, please?
Leonard Brooks: Did you find anything here? Either inside or next to the hole in the floor?
Mac: One of my investigators found some kind of melted metal.
Leonard Brooks: About the size of a dime?
Flack: What was it, Leonard?
Leonard Brooks: Have I not earned your respect enough to not treat me like one of your project thugs?
Flack: You don't have even one ounce of my respect.
Leonard Brooks: Which is precisely why I'm not gonna tell you what it was. You'll use it against me.
Mac: Leonard. I'm still overtaken with emotion over your 'I have just as much incentive to solve this as you do' speech, so come on.
Leonard Brooks: I employed the technique... once, and that's all I'm gonna give you on that.
Flack: That's it? We brought you out here for that?
Leonard Brooks: Yeah. This was very helpful. Perhaps not to you, but it was to me.
(As an aftermath to a shooting, Mac is having trouble remembering things)
Dr. Martin Stilga: You're suffering from what's called anomic aphasia. When you were shot, it appears that for a time, your brain was deprived of an adequate supply of oxygen. It's likely that this caused damage to a particular area of your brain. We'll have to do more tests to determine the extent of it.
Mac: I'd rather no one else know.
Dr. Martin Stilga: Of course.
Mac: How long do you think it'll last?
Dr. Martin Stilga: Some cases are temporary. It diminishes and even disappears with time and therapy. Many times, I'm afraid, the condition is permanent.
(Adam is falling asleep in front of the computer)
Jo: Adam, you've been at this how long?
Adam: Oh, I'd say about, uh, three, four years now (Chuckles)
Jo: Well, he has to be in the crowd. Arsonists are sick people. They disregard risk to thumb their nose at authority, and they love to watch their work.
Adam: Maybe he doesn't. I mean, look at Johnny Depp. He doesn't watch any of his movies.
Adam: You, uh, ever been fraudulently accosted, Jo? (Chuckles) I had this friend Pete who was fraudulently accosted, yeah. This girl picked him up at the, uh, Drunken Dog Tavern. Yeah, turned out she was a dude. What up?
Fireman: You see that fire right there? That's what happens when cops don't take care of business.
Mac: (Pins her against a car) Come here!
Fireman: What the hell are you doing?
Mac: I'm taking care of business. You're under arrest for assault and resisting arrest.
Mac: This valve is normally locked in the on position. Someone broke the lock and turned the system off. Then, after the fire started and before FDNY got here, someone turned it back on.
Flack: What, you think Leonard suddenly grew a conscience?
Mac: Maybe he had one all along.
Hawkes: No prints of value inside the glove. But all hope is not lost as you always have to use a gloveless hand to put on the first glove.
(Buzzer goes off)
Jo: I think your cake's done.
Danny: (As Hawkes examines a glove) It's looking like got a few good prints there.
Hawkes: Let's hope it's the icing on the case.
Danny: (Scoffs) Really?
Lindsay: Oh, that's pathetic.
Jo: Eh, I kind of liked it.
Flack: (To Leonard Brooks) You better hope you're half as smart as you think you are because when you slip, I'm gonna be there to kick you the rest of the way down the stairs.
Leonard Brooks: (To Eva Mason) It's okay to feel these things, you don't have to act on them.
Eva Mason: (To Leonard Brooks) You're the only one that knows me because you're just like me. Fire is the only thing you think about. The way it looks, the way it smells, the way it moves... those were your words!
Eva Mason: (To Leonard Brooks as she sets his place on fire) The last thing you see... will be the thing you love most.
Jo: This was all that was left of your property, Leonard. I'm sorry.
Leonard Brooks: Guess when you don't have much, you don't have much to lose.
Leonard Brooks: My past will always follow me. As it should. I do still... I have the urges every day, and I don't want to go back to that place. But... as long as I can't be arrested for my thoughts, I won't.
Leonard Brooks: Thank you for treating me like a human being.
Mac: We don't know any other way.
Christine Whitney: Hey, I know it's been a rough couple of weeks and I don't want to sound selfish but I'm having withdrawals. For six months I'm with you practically 16 hours a day,and now, lately, it'd be easier to get an audience with the pope.
Mac: Yeah, but the pope isn't taking you to your favorite place for dinner.
(Mac gives Christine an arrangement of flowers)
Christine Whitney: What are these for?
Mac: I don't think I ever officially thanked you for taking care of me. There is no gift or words that could ever come close to saying how much it meant having you there by my side through those six months. Every single day your smile and your love just pushed me to work harder, and you... you lifted my spirits. So... two dozen roses: one for every week you took care of me.
Christine Whitney: All right, enough of the mushy stuff. Let's go and eat. I'm starving. You know I have favorite places all over the city. Which one are we going to?
Mac: (Struggling to remember the name of the restaurant) Well, you know, the one with the, uh, the dish that you like.
Christine Whitney: Oh, let's see, that narrows it down to about 50 places?
Mac: You know... th... the one with the, uh, stuff. The one with the chef who, uh, you always ask him what the recipe is and he always leaves out one ingredient.
Christine Whitney: Oh, Piccolo! The truffle rigatoni with vegetable and sausage!
Christine Whitney: Wow, you made that difficult. Do I win a prize?
Mac: Well, I think it's hanging off your arm.
Louis Herthum, who plays Capt. Curtis Smith, also appears in the C.S.I. episode The List and in the CSI: Miami one Blown Away.
Scott Subiono, who plays Marshall Hilson, also appears in the C.S.I. episode Built to Kill, Part 2.
Original International Air Dates:
Canada: September 28, 2012 on CTV.
Latin America: November 6, 2012 on AXN.
Czech Republic: November 28, 2012 on AXN.
Norway: February 13, 2013 on TVNorge.
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