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509. Mea Culpa
Grissom: Ecklie doesn't have a scientific bone in his body. He starts with the answers he wants and then divises the questions
that support those answers.
510. No Humans Involved
Nick: Yeah... little fish in a tank full of sharks.
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Hodges: Heard you had a real sphincer pucker last night. So what kinda gun are you getting?
Greg: Plenty of guns at crime scenes. Cops have them, some criminalists...
Hodges: Yeah, cops make great targets. Plus, CSIs get shot at all the time or didn't they tell you?
511. Who Shot Sherlock?
(After Nick and Warrick made a ballistics gel dummy to prove a theory)
Catherine: What... what are you doing?
Nick: We're finishing up the case.
Catherine (scoffs): Do you have any idea how much ballistics gel costs?
Warrick: We had no idea you did.
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Grissom (Trying to talk to Greg who's listening to loud music): Greg. (He doesn't hear him) Hey, MTV boy!
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Catherine: Congratulations boys, you killed the jeep.
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(After they made a ballistics gel dummy to prove a theory)
Catherine: So I know that I've never said this to you guys before, but... hide the evidence.
Nick: Thanks for having our back.
Catherine: We're a team, guys.
Warrick: Since, we're a team are you gonna help us clean up?
Nick: Yeah. (Looks toward Cath)
Catherine (Laughing): No. I'm the boss. (Walks out)
512. Snakes
Sara knocks on Grissoms door
Sara: Hi, you got a minute?
Grissom: Sure
Sara: We really haven't had a chance to talk since the staff changes. I...ah, I wanted to let you know that I said some
things to Ecklie that might have done the team a disservice.
Grissom: Ecklie wanted to break up the team & he did.
Sara: He asked me if you & I had our post PEAP councelling session.
Grissom: And we didn't. Regardless you should never have to cover for your boss I'm sorry.
Sara: You've always been a little more than a boss to me. (pause) Why do you think I moved to vegas? Look, I... I know
our relationship has been a little complicated, it's probably my fault, it's probably definately my fault.
Grissom: You, uh completed your counselling, right?
Sara: Yeh, Yes.
Grissom: And...?
Sara: Let's just say that, sometimes I look for validation in inapproapriate places.
(brief pause)
Grissom: Look, let's.. um...
Sara: It's okay. Okay. You know what we, we did our session. Don't forget to document this for Ecklie.
Grissom: Right.
Sara: Thanks.
513. Nesting Dolls
(Greg is wearing a suit and tie and attempting to flatten out his hair for court)
Sara: Wow. Look at you, Mr. straightedge. I did not know that your hair could do that.
Greg: I look like a dork.
Sara: No, no, no. You look professional which is what you are.
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Ecklie: You are a law enforcement officer and a representative of this city. That means I expect you to conduct yourself
in an appropriate manner, in and away from this lab.
Sara: You know what, if this is gonna be one of your "for the good of the lab" speeches, don't bother. I've
heard them.
Ecklie: Just take a seat. Willows is a supervisor -- that means you treat her with respect. Insulting her in front of
coworkers ...
Sara: She's not my supervisor.
Ecklie: All right-- your superior. Sara, you berate witnesses, you disrespect the people you work with, you luck your
way out of a DUI. Take a look -- you got a half a dozen complaints in your jacket. And if Grissom really documented your performance,
there'd probably be a dozen more-- that's not the kind of person I want in my lab.
Sara: The only reason this is your lab is because Grissom doesn't kiss ass. You couldn't hack it in the field, so you
fail your way up, you break up our team, and now you just hang out in the hallways waiting for one of us to screw up.
Ecklie: Sidle, you're on one-week suspension without pay, ...
Sara: Great.
Ecklie: ... and when you get back, you're apologizing to Catherine.
Sara: No, I'm not.
514. Unbearable
Hodges (To Sofia): And unlike some men in this lab whos initials are Greg Sanders, she probably washes her hands.
515. King Baby
Grissom: Question. You come home see your husband lying in the drive way. What do you do?
Greg: Is that a trick question?
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(About when phone calls were made in the case)
Greg: Between midnight and four am ---what I like to call "love hours."
516. Big Middle
Greg: That means she slept with a dead guy. She's not only a killer she's a necrophiliac. That's what I call enjoying your
work.
(They review the tape some more)
Sara: She's trashed. Maybe she passed out.
Greg: How drunk do you have to be to sleep next to a decomposing body? The smell alone is an alarm clock.
Sara: Not next to him, on top of him.
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