CSI: Miami

Horatio Caine:
Alright, be on the lookout for an Eastern European male with bad teeth who may have access to an ape.

[examining a severed arm]

Alexx Woods:
No hair at the underarm, but pronounced hair on the knuckles.

Horatio Caine:
So, what are you saying?

Alexx Woods:
What I'm saying is I'm not an anthropologist. It could be a large woman or a small man.

Horatio Caine:
You know what they say "You lie down with the Devil, you wake up in Hell".

Horatio Caine:
We are being detoured into the land of make-believe.

[Noticing a big black car in front of a witness' house]

Horatio Caine:
Mm-hmm. Town car, tinted windows, take a guess.

Detective John Hagen:
Fan-belt inspectors?

Horatio Caine:
Nope. U.S. Marshals witness protection baby-sitters.

[about a suspect]

Horatio Caine:
He is a liar. I just don't know what the lie is yet.

Suspect:
I swear. I didn't touch her.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You don't have to touch somebody to shoot 'em.

[death by carbon monoxide]

Man:
What killed that guy?

Tim Speedle:
He had gas.

[stand-off with a suspect]

Calleigh Duquesne:
There are two ways this goes down, and either way, you're dropping the gun.

Horatio Caine:
The only thing that matters is the evidence.

Horatio Caine:
When you have everything, sometimes it feels like nothing.

[looking for evidence in a house]

Tim Speedle:
Why's it always gotta be in the toilet?

Horatio Caine:
The problem with manipulation is that people can turn on you.

[about Horatio]

Detective John Hagen:
All I'm saying is, that's one hell of a lonely road he's walking.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I know. That's why I'm walking it with him.

[to a DA]

Calleigh Duquesne:
I didn't realize evidence took sides.

Horatio Caine:
Tomorrow's what you make of it.

[to Eric]

Horatio Caine:
In the future, if you're gonna watch somebody's back, let me know about it so I can watch yours.

[describing a victim]

Horatio Caine:
Jeans, T-shirt... K-Mart socks.

Det. Frank Tripp:
Big spender.

[arresting a criminal]

Horatio Caine:
Justice is not yours to dispense, and now you're going to pay for it.

[defending a woman from a suspect]

Horatio Caine:
The next time you want to take a swing at someone, start with me.

[about Raymond Caine, H's little brother]

Horatio Caine:
The rumour of a dirty cop is far juicier than its confirmation.

Robert Keaton:
You just called your own brother a dirty cop.

Horatio Caine:
Maybe he was, but he didn't deserve to die.

Robert Keaton:
We all have to die some time.

Horatio Caine:
Some sooner than others.

[to Horatio]

Susie Barnam:
Your little brother sure knew how to mess things up, didn't he?

[to a bad-tempered ME]

Alexx Woods:
I suggest you worry less about alimony and more about the victim. But, hey, that's just me.

[to a suspect who doesn't have to pay a medical bill]

Horatio Caine:
Whatever that bill says, you will still have to pay.

[about a doctor's ugly Persian rug]

Tim Speedle:
Just because you have a medical degree doesn't mean you have taste.

Horatio Caine:
Why didn't you tell us this earlier?

Suspect:
I didn't think it'd look too good.

Horatio Caine:
Well, it doesn't look too good right now.

[finding incriminating evidence]

Alexx Woods:
Horatio's going to LOVE this.

Horatio Caine:
Bag it, tag it and let's see what else is there!

[Pedro is a suspect]

Horatio Caine:
Gentlemen, may I?

Lawyer:
Be kind, Horatio.

Horatio Caine:
As always. All right, now, Pedro, the gun we found in your room has tied you to two murders.

Lawyer:
But possession doesn't make my client the killer.

Horatio Caine:
We also have your skin cells on the tourniquet you used.

Lawyer:
ALLEGEDLY used.

Horatio Caine:
Allegedly used. [turns to the Lawyer] Now, are you going to rebut everything I'm saying?

Lawyer:
Yes.

Horatio Caine:
Excellent.

Suspect:
I swear on my mother, all right?

Tim Speedle:
I'm glad I'm not her.

Alexx Woods:
Unreasonable acts are all I see.

Horatio Caine:
Amen to that.

Horatio Caine:
You're saying she married for love?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I know. Wonders never cease.

Tim Speedle:
She looked him right in the eyes when he was killing her.

Horatio Caine:
And he looked back.

[to Horatio]

Det. Frank Tripp:
Come on, don't you guys have some gizmo to track this thing? That blue light with the buzzers and bells or that mass-spectro-detecto-whatever-you-call-it thingy?

[to Eric]

Horatio Caine:
If we want to be effective on this job we have to survive, too.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[Quickly walking through the break room] Hi guys, bye guys.

Eric Delko:
[Stopping her] Hey, Calleigh, I heard you busted the stereo man.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Hey, I heard you found out who the car crash victim really is.

Tim Speedle:
Yup, he was a bad guy.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You know, maybe not all bad.

Tim Speedle:
I think the mob would disagree about 1.5 million times.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah, but you know, I was thinking. If he hadn't have stolen from the mob, then he never would have become a beach bum in Florida and then he never would have got picked up by the hurricane. Then if he hadn't got picked up by the hurricane he would have never hit Burton's car, and if it wasn't for hitting Burton's car, Burton would have gotten away with murder.

Eric Delko:
[Smiling] Leave it to you, Calleigh, to find something good to come out of a hurricane.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[Smiling] They do alleviate global warming.

[She leaves]

Tim Speedle:
[to Eric] She's way too cheerful.

[victim is lying dead on the floor, with a knife in his head]

Ryan Wolfe:
Knife missing from this block could be our murder weapon.

Alexx Woods:
[sarcastically] Nice work, Ryan. Think you may have cracked the case.

Ryan Wolfe:
Thanks. I have a keen grasp of the obvious.

Calleigh Duquesne:
That smells good.

Eric Delko:
What, cafe Cubano? Put some hair on your chest.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Don't you just say the sweetest things.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[walks into gun vault, smiles and sighs] I love my job.

Eric Delko:
What's your plan "B"?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Gun Vault. [enters gun vault, smiles, and sighs] Be still my heart.

[during an autopsy]

Calleigh Duquesne:
What is that? Some kind of insect?

Alexx Woods:
It's an ant. [to the corpse] Girl, you need an exterminator.

Eric Delko:
Sorry I'm late. I was busy.

Tim Speedle:
Busy with the left hand?

Eric Delko:
[smirking] Very funny.

Calleigh Duquesne:
French lace. From the window at the Moreno house. It's also used in high-end toupees. Gives a more natural look to the hair line.

Tim Speedle:
Lace on a rug?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Mmm-hmm.

Tim Speedle:
Shoot me if it comes to that.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Why fill in the number? Why not just sand it all the way down?

Tim Speedle:
I don't know. Maybe it's a guy thing.

Calleigh Duquesne:
What? They'll add on or cover up, but they won't mess with the chassis?

Tim Speedle:
You know what, you're scaring me.

Eric Delko:
CART scrutineers hand out the pop-up valves...

Tim Speedle:
[cutting him off] What'd you say?

Eric Delko:
Scrutineers. That's what CART calls their tech inspectors.

Tim Speedle:
Well, they might, you shouldn't.

Horatio Caine:
[to Ryan] At the end of the day, if we don't hang together, we die alone.

[Couple is getting a divorce and the wife turns up dead]

Det. Frank Tripp:
No matter how you cut it, divorce sucks.

Horatio Caine:
Frank, it's a killer.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Look at this high-velocity spatter right here. And more interesting is this.

Eric Delko:
That's a partial print. It's a little low on the wall, isn't it?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Whoever did this slipped in the blood, and then attempted to break their fall with that print.

Eric Delko:
Well, the print's on top of the spatter.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Means the blood had time to dry.

Eric Delko:
Gives us a timeline.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We are to believe, Eric, that this kid killed this woman, waited for the spatter to dry, and then slipped and fell in the blood pool.

[Delko's phone chirps]

Eric Delko:
That was Tripp. He says the kid just confessed.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
The kid confessed? That was quick.

Eric Delko:
There's only forty-eight hours till his arraignment.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
In this system, that kid doesn't have forty-eight hours.

Eric Delko:
[processing a glass found at the scene] The surface on these is rough. We'll be lucky if we get a print. There's lipstick, too. Was the vic wearing any?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
No. But... but I do have blood around her mouth.

Eric Delko:
We surprised about that, Alexx? She was shot.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
No, no, no, no. Air bubbles. Means she was struggling to breathe.

Eric Delko:
So death wasn't instantaneous.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
This girl was a fighter.

Michael Boland:
I haven't been on my boat for three months.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's an interesting choice of words, considering the boat is not registered to you.

Michael Boland:
It was my wife's boat. She was trying to sell it. We're reorganizing.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You mean getting divorced.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Through-and-through. Bullet missed everything important. That means the gunshot wound didn't kill her.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So what did, Alexx?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I noticed this when her skin dried out. Skin's worn around her nose and mouth from friction. She wasn't just struggling for air, Horatio.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So, she was smothered.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
That's what the evidence says.

Ryan Wolfe:
Hey, is that the shank from the jail murder?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah, I found it in Darrel's cell.

Ryan Wolfe:
Is that a turkey bone?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yep. I also found a little dental floss.

Ryan Wolfe:
Prisoners are so resourceful.

Dr. Tom Loman:
Multiple sharp-force injuries, ten in total. One puncture wound on his upper back, eight more puncture wounds on the front of his torso... and a single wound in his upper thigh. Combined, the puncture wounds caused extensive internal bleeding. This man died a brutal death.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I don't look good in all black.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I beg to differ.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
[Alexx walks into the autopsy room where a bunch of kids stand by a body on the autopsy table.] I'm Alexx Woods, Medical Examiner. You're here today because you're looking for a reason not to drink and I've got one for you. [Alexx pulls back the sheet on the body. ] Meet Doctor Glen Monroe. [Alexx motions to the autopsy table] He got his Medical Degree at Florida U. He had three kids and two Ex-Wives and a Mother who depended on him. [Alexx look back up at the kids. ] He chose to drink and drive. So you remember Glen Monroe and deal with your problem. Before you make it mine.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[while he and Ryan are going over evidence] What about Sal's tie?

Ryan Wolfe:
Nope, nothing.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What about inside Sal's tie? [he grabs a scalpel and cuts the tie open, finding blood inside]

Ryan Wolfe:
Horatio, I... mmm... didn't know... I don't know what to say.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Not to worry; that's Sal's job now.

Craig Potter:
I'm a divorce lawyer. I make people angry for a living.

Eric Delko:
H, I heard about the shooting.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, they used an automated rifle, no prints, no trace, not registered.

Eric Delko:
Sounds personal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes. We received a message before the shooting.

Eric Delko:
A message? What, like though the mail?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
They slipped it into the morning mail. Exactly.

Eric Delko:
Why would they target us?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I think I just heard an "us" in there.

Eric Delko:
Yeah, that's right. While I was gone, I realized this is where I want to be.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Then I have you full-time.

Eric Delko:
I'm back, if you'll have me.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's good news. First order of business.

Eric Delko:
[taking what Horatio offers him] These checks are from Dade University.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Let's figure out who this soccer mom really works for, okay? Good to have you back.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[to a Mala Noche gang member in Rio] Mala Noche justice, meet Miami justice.

[gunshot]

Eric Delko:
[pounding on the door; door breaks open] Where is she?

Dan Cooper:
I don't know!

Eric Delko:
What the hell are you doing, huh? What are you doing, Cooper? [shoves Cooper to the ground]

Dan Cooper:
I was just having a little bit of fun, man, all right? Little Miss Perfect needed to be taken down a notch or two. So I videotaped her. So what?

Eric Delko:
Videotape? You've been harassing her on the website, and now she's missing.

Dan Cooper:
Well, Calleigh's a big girl; she can take care of herself.

Eric Delko:
She can take care of herself? You posted her new number on the website!

Dan Cooper:
It's not against the law.

Eric Delko:
Yeah? What of some felon, what if some felon calls her out to a location, huh? You think about that? Yeah, that's what I thought. If something happens to her, Cooper, I'm going to come back here and kill you.

[finding a diamond ring the victim's stomach contents]

Alexx Woods:
Looks like she ate about four carats for her last supper.

Megan Donner:
This person's goofy footed. He keeps his right foot on the board, pushes off with his left. That's not as common.

Calleigh Duquesne:
And you know this how, Miss Three-Inch Heels?

Mr. Jones:
You ever seen a gator comin' toward you in a sewer? Hell, you don't talk to the som'b*tch, you shoot it.

Tim Speedle:
Last time I was in church was when Kurt Cobain died.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Emma, it's safe to come out.

Emma Cervantes:
Did you get him?

Calleigh Duquesne:
We did.

Emma Cervantes:
The man in the jacket?

Calleigh Duquesne:
We got the man in the jacket.

Emma Cervantes:
I was scared.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I think that's a very brave thing to admit.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Why were you running, Superfly?

Al Wayons:
Because you were chasing me.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Then we got a paradox, 'cause I didn't start chasing you until you started running.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Eric, I think that we should let the doctor get to her lunch with the CEO of Bixton Foods.

Dr. Miller:
What are you suggesting, Lieutenant?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's come to my attention, doctor, that you are the ex-VP of a Bixton subsidiary. Now, I am certain that's not going to affect your investigation.

Eric Delko:
Let me tell you something. Anybody else dies while you're conducting your investigation, I'm gonna drag you down the funeral so you can explain why your protocol is more important than their kid's life.

Eric Delko:
[entering a trashed hotel room] Wow. This looks like Johnny Depp just checked out.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Last guy got into my car uninvited ended up in the hospital.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Eric, what's going on with Frank?

Eric Delko:
Frank, uh... Frank's name was at the top of that client list, H. But, uh, I didn't want to say anything until DNA cleared him.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Is he in the clear?

Eric Delko:
Yeah. He had a credible explanation. Everything checked out.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
All right. In future, if you're going to watch somebody's back, let me know about it, so I can watch yours. All right?

[finding incriminating evidence at a crime scene]

Horatio Caine:
The killer just made their second mistake.

Yelena Salas:
What was his first?

Horatio Caine:
First mistake was murder.

Bob Keaton:
What is this? Who are you?

Horatio Caine:
Bob, we located methamphetamine in a car registered to you, and now you will be detained for questioning.

Bob Keaton:
[to Susie] Are you kidding me? Susie, what are you, an idiot for bringing them here? What'd you do, drive up on a curb again, you stupid b*tch? I ought to crack your head.

Horatio Caine:
Hey. Hey, Bob. The next time you feel like taking a swing at somebody, you start with me. You understand me?

Horatio Caine:
Do you recognize the meth, Bob? That is the meth that you sold my brother, Raymond Caine, the night you killed him.

Bob Keaton:
Somebody else killed your brother.

Horatio Caine:
The unknown third party theory.

Bob Keaton:
The guy must have found out our deal was going down, shot Ray, ran off with the money.

Horatio Caine:
And you just took your drugs and went home that night. I don't think so, Bob.

Bob Keaton:
You know, Internal Affairs couldn't figure this out. What makes you so special?

Horatio Caine:
The rumor of a dirty cop, Bob, is far juicier than a confirmation.

Bob Keaton:
You just called your brother a dirty cop.

Horatio Caine:
And maybe he was, Bob, but he didn't deserve to die.

Bob Keaton:
We all have to die sometime.

Horatio Caine:
Some... some sooner than others, Bob.

[viewing video footage of their suspect, to corroborate her alibi]

Eric Delko:
[realizing Amanda was masturbating] I'm guessing, but... I think we can probably find thousands of witnesses all over the world who could corroborate her alibi.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[turning the video off, half-smiling] Then we do not need two more.

Horatio Caine:
How'd you get that burn on your face?

Clavo Cruz:
That's a razor burn. I get too many ingrown.

Horatio Caine:
Wrong! It's from an airbag!

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Horatio?

Horatio Caine:
Alexx, take a look at these tread marks. They go from black to light, and that is caused by what? Acceleration.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Hit and run. Suspect was speeding away.

Horatio Caine:
Nope. Point of rest, point of impact right in front of that tread.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
You're telling me the driver meant to hit her?

Horatio Caine:
I'm telling you that our hit and run is now a murder.

Horatio Caine:
How are we doing?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
No ID, but a handful of Benjamins in her pockets.

Horatio Caine:
You think she's a pro?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I was thinking maybe a SoBe call girl, but everything about her says model. Implants, collagen, rib removal, weight... or lack of it.

[to the body]

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Barely out of your teens. You don't belong here yet.

Horatio Caine:
Let's notify Interpol. Most of these models are foreign nationals. Take a look at that.

[indicating the victim's hand]

Horatio Caine:
It looks like glass.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
It doesn't look like windsheild glass.

Horatio Caine:
No. It's not tempered. It's blue. Maybe it's from some type of bottle.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Azuret champagne comes to mind.

Horatio Caine:
So she fought with this guy before he ran her over. Boy, is he a prize.

Horatio Caine:
You never gave any thought to the way your father arranged your life. You just took with no questions asked.

Ramon Cruz:
You still can't arrest me. I'm in Florida waters!

Horatio Caine:
Actually, you're not in Florida waters. About five hundred yards that way, you passed into international waters. The Coast Guard was waiting for you to make that mistake. Now you have fifty years to think about how you helped me in your arrest.

[Horatio points at Clavo]

Horatio Caine:
And you, you watch your back. I'm not done with you. Now, gentlemen, it's been a pleasure. So remember, Clavo, when you're in Miami: We. Never. Close.

Calleigh Duquesne:
All of a sudden, evidence isn't just evidence.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Run and shoot Ryan, our crime scene is going under.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Damn!

Ryan Wolfe:
Everything OK?

Calleigh Duquesne:
My firearms proficiency is up. Six months goes by fast.

Ryan Wolfe:
Well, you left firearms. So it's not such a big deal is it?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I like to stay current.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Ship's sinking.

Ryan Wolfe:
We better work fast.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Horatio's got a suspect on ice. He won't stay that way forever. I'm taking this to DNA.

Jim Markham:
OK, but this is my lab now.

Calleigh Duquesne:
All due respect, this is my evidence. You want the results, I'll be in DNA.

Horatio Caine:
You sent your bogus son to date their daughter so you could steal... their gold.

Horatio Caine:
Not a pretty sight, is it, Frank?

Detective Frank Tripp:
No, but it beats the show this morning. Twenty-year old girl gets attacked by sharks, older brother jumps in to save her. Both are missing. I think we have a better chance of finding the brother.

Laura Gannon:
Please find our children.

Horatio Caine:
Mrs. Gannon, I've got my best diver on it. If they're out there, we'll find them. Okay?

Ryan Wolfe:
[seeing a blood-stained carpet] I think it's safe to say this is where Damon was shot.

Luke Gannon:
All I did was jump in and try and save my sister.

Horatio Caine:
That's the way you wanted it to look.

Luke Gannon:
You're wrong.

Horatio Caine:
Am I? You torched the ship, it sank; the salvager scuttled it, you guys split the take.

Luke Gannon:
Never happened.

Horatio Caine:
We found Damon Loughlin's body. That's gonna tie you to the Elias house, the kidnapping, and the murder.

Luke Gannon:
Why would I kill him?

Horatio Caine:
Because he tried to prevent you from taking the gold.

Luke Gannon:
Do you have any proof of that?

Horatio Caine:
[warningly] Do not test me.

Laura Gannon:
[learning she's been conned] I am such a fool.

Horatio Caine:
Mrs. Gannon, you're not a fool. These are pros. This is what they do for a living.

Horatio Caine:
Mr. Gannon, you have an arrest record that spans back some fifteen years now. That's quite a r?sum?.

Scott O'Shay:
You can't pull me in here for every crime in Miami.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Not every crime. Just the ones you're guilty of.

Eric Delko:
[processing a crime scene] You stab someone in the face, that's personal.

Anna Sivarro:
I didn't tell you a lot of things.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You were protecting your son, Anna. Like any good mother.

[Calleigh catches Hank Kerner at gunpoint]

Calleigh Duquesne:
Drop the gun. Get down on the floor.

[Hank tries to move]

Calleigh Duquesne:
Uh-uh. There are two ways this goes down. Either way, you're dropping the gun.

Hank Kerner:
If I give up now, I go to the chair.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Ten years of appeals, or you can go right now.

Detective John Hagen:
Where have you been?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I took a drive... got some fresh air... I apprehended an escaped felon.

Detective John Hagen:
You know Hank Kerner? Our fugitive?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah, we've been through two hung juries together. It's not like we're picking out china.

Stewart Otis:
Why didn't you let me die?

Horatio Caine:
Because you died a long time ago, Stewart. Let's go.

[Stewart Otis has been recaptured]

Stewart Otis:
I will get out. It's my nature.

Horatio Caine:
And I'll be waiting. That's my nature.

Hank Kerner:
This ain't over, b*tch. I'll be seeing you.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well you know what the thing is, Hank? It doesn't really matter if you do, because even if you get rid of me someone will step in my place, and if you silence me, the evidence has it's own voice and it keeps saying over and over, "you". You and your bullets. You know what, and by the way, where you're going, I think you're going to be the b*tch.

Detective John Hagen:
Where have you been?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I took a drive, got some fresh air... apprehended an escaped felon.

[at a car accident scene]

Eric Delko:
Do you think they were killed in the crash?

Alexx Woods:
Not unless they each crashed into a bullet.

Tim Speedle:
One minute you're ruling the world, the next, you're in a six-by-six.

Eric Delko:
I had my cell phone on vibrate, I was busy - didn't wanna get disturbed.

Tim Speedle:
Busy with the left hand?

Eric Delko:
Yeah... funny...

[Horatio learns a convicted child molester has escaped from prison]

Detective Yelina Salas:
Horatio, you okay?

Horatio Caine:
Nope. And with Stewart out there, no one is.

Horatio Caine:
This murder is a decoy. We have an escape in progress.

[to the mother of a kidnapped little girl]

Horatio Caine:
I can assure you, this man's interest in Emma is not monetary.

Det. Frank Tripp:
I don't say this very often, but I think I found a lightning rod.

Natalia Boa Vista:
So, Hailey, you told us that you barely knew Troy Billings.

Hailey Collins:
Yeah.

Ryan Wolfe:
Hailey, you lied. You did.

Hailey Collins:
I had a big crush on him in high school, but... that's not the kind of thing you like to admit.

Natalia Boa Vista:
Yeah, but I am willing to bet that if we tested your braces against Troy's bruises, we'd get a match.

Ryan Wolfe:
Wait. You accidentally bit Troy?

Natalia Boa Vista:
Well, no. Not exactly. They were together.

Ryan Wolfe:
They were together?

Natalia Boa Vista:
They were... they were "together".

Ryan Wolfe:
Oh.

[realization dawns on Ryan]

Ryan Wolfe:
Oh!

Eric Delko:
I.A., uh, recommended that the State Attorney's Office not take the case any further.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You're kidding! They're dropping it? How'd you find that out before the final report?

Eric Delko:
You're gonna laugh.

[Eric holds up his phone]

Eric Delko:
Twitter.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Unbelievable.

Eric Delko:
How are you feeling?

Amy Beck:
The doctor put in a few stitches, antibiotics. Said I'll be fine.

Eric Delko:
Good. You know, you were lucky.

Amy Beck:
Yeah, wish I could say the same for Kim. Look, they said they were going to take me home. Why am I here?

Eric Delko:
I need you to show me what's under your blouse.

Amy Beck:
You're kidding, right? You're going to sexually harass me now?

Eric Delko:
You know what this is about, Amy.

Amy Beck:
No, actually, I don't.

Eric Delko:
I need you to lift up your shirt.

[Amy lifts her shirt up, revealing a price tag on the shirt underneath]

Amy Beck:
Okay, Kim and I were into shoplifting. We didn't hurt anyone.

Eric Delko:
Well, you obviously pissed somebody off, because Kim had five thousand dollars in her purse and now she's dead.

[while searching for evidence, Ryan and Walter come face to face with a brown bear]

Ryan Wolfe:
You need to make yourself small and non threatening

Walter Simmons:
I *can't* make myself small and non threatening!

Ryan Wolfe:
Well, then, you just need to outrun the bear

Walter Simmons:
I don't need to outrun the bear - I just need to outrun you!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Jimmy, to avoid a date with the needle, you need to testify.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Tripp said you put out a BOLO on a young lady.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Have we found her?

Calleigh Duquesne:
We found her car in the Glades. Apparently, there's blood at the scene.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay, so let's go back to the scene and turn over every rock.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You want to work it as a murder?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm trying to prevent one.

Walter Simmons:
[finding an amputated leg] Visible decomp. Been here over a week, easy.

Ryan Wolfe:
Ashley's only been missing a day. This leg doesn't belong to her.

Walter Simmons:
Where you going?

Ryan Wolfe:
I'm calling Horatio. This went from a missing person to a double murder.

[Horatio examines a golf T-shirt]

Horatio Caine:
You on to your next victim, Stewart?

Stewart Otis:
That's not mine.

Horatio Caine:
Really? Whose is it, mine?

Stewart Otis:
[about his victim] I never even got to play with her.

Horatio Caine:
[pause] Life, Stewart, is filled with disappointment.

[Horatio & Bernstein look at the crowd]

Detective Bernstein:
50 witnesses.

Horatio Caine:
50 suspects.

[Eric finds "MISSING" pictures of little girls]

Eric Delko:
These cartons - he must keep them like some sick kind of trading cards.

Horatio Caine:
They're not trading cards. They're headstones.

Horatio Caine:
[to reporters] I'm not going to comment on evidence, but what I will say is that this animal has provided us with a mountain of evidence, and we will not sleep till we've been all the way through it, because we know that beneath that mountain lies his grave.

Brad Repkin:
I have rights!

Horatio Caine:
You violated your rights so shut up!

Megan Donner:
It looks like scars, dozens and dozens of scars.

Eric Delko:
It looks like he fell into a blender!

Keith Sewell:
I don't do old women. Nothing over 25.

Calleigh Duquesne:
A convicted rapist with standards.

Eric Delko:
[at their crime scene] How bad is it?

Detective Gil Carrillo:
Massacre.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
MDP2P.

Tim Speedle:
Methylenedioxyphenyl-2-propanone. It's not really a recreational drug. It's not really anything

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Maybe that means he didn't mean to make it. Go with me here for a second, Speed. Now, if you sub in formic acid for nitric acid, you get Ecstasy, don't you?

Tim Speedle:
The cook screwed up.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Right. But because the pills were white, he figured he could still sell them as X.

Tim Speedle:
So he replaces one ingredient along the chemical pathway to try and make something legal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, he did, and ended up making a chemical so powerful, that its fumes could kill human beings.

Tim Speedle:
So what are we chasing, the fumes or the pills?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We're chasing the cook.

Gregory Kimble:
It's not against the law to have those chemicals.

Detective Adell Sevilla:
No, it's not. Really brilliant operation Dr. Welmont has going on here. He provides the house, the chemicals and the recipe. He pays off a couple of cooks like you with lux cars. That's peanuts to the guys who sling the pills. Pills so unusual, there's not a law against it, but at the end of the day, he and his partners split about six million bucks.

Gregory Kimble:
It's not six million.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
This is where you say "I don't know any Dr. Welmont."

Detective Adell Sevilla:
[answering her phone] Yeah. Right.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What do you got?

Detective Adell Sevilla:
That was the medical examiner.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mm-hmm.

Detective Adell Sevilla:
Just picked up a nineteen year old kid. Overdosed on E.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[to Greg] Nineteen years old. Nice going.

Tim Speedle:
If we found a pill with Welmont's company stamp on it, why are we going to see the cook again?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Because he's weak. Welmont is the target, but Kimble is our ammunition.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Here's the irony: had you not been kind enough to provide me with the murder weapon, I would have been stuck with negligent homicide for the neighbor. But as it stands now, I can charge you with murder. And I haven't even gotten to the nineteen year old who ODed.

Dr. James Welmont:
So what are you saying?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm just saying... thanks.

Walter Simmons:
Get out of here, before we arrest you for extreme stupidity.

[going through evidence]

Calleigh Duquesne:
Nasal mucus... and it isn't even my birthday.

Eric Delko:
Engines on that baby cost more than your car.

Tim Speedle:
Maybe your car.

Ruben Alazar:
Your Jane Doe's blood alcohol was zero point zero.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
What? So she smelled of beer but didn't drink any? Okay, that's weird.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[to the victim's mother] 'Choir girls don't make the A-list', isn't that what you told your daughter?

Det. Frank Tripp:
[replying to Ryan about why he brought him to the scene] Well, except for the amazing joy I get from irritating you...

Det. Frank Tripp:
[to Ryan] So I need you, my favorite dust monkey...

Ryan Wolfe:
[to Frank about what Frank asked him to do] Ah, so you need me to help you read...

Detective Frank Tripp:
You've racked up no less than nine complaints from your neighbors about early morning ruckus.

Steven Corbett:
And every one of those was rejected. I abide by the city regs. My workers don't start till eight a.m. Besides, both my next door neighbors party till four in the morning. Nobody does anything when I complain about that noise.

Detective Frank Tripp:
So you decided to throw one of your neighbors into the wood chipper?

Steven Corbett:
What?

[sarcastically]

Steven Corbett:
Yeah, in the middle of the day.

Detective Frank Tripp:
The wood chipper guy was the only guy scheduled to work here today, wasn't he?

Calleigh Duquesne:
And Mr. Corbett, you did know that he leaves it on during break? It gives you access to the murder weapon.

Steven Corbett:
Well, I've been home all morning.

Calleigh Duquesne:
The murder took place at your home.

Steven Corbett:
I meant I haven't left my house.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Is there anyone who can confirm that?

Steven Corbett:
Oh, yeah. My lawyer.

Rita Davis:
Can I go now?

Horatio Caine:
Let me see, how can I put this... no.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[hands Eric a pistol recovered from a pawn shop] Pawn-shop owner said he wiped it down before he planned to move it. Nobody wants to buy a dirty gun.

Eric Delko:
There's pawn-shop clean - and then there's CSI clean.

Horatio Caine:
You've made your son an orphan.

Howard Benchley:
He's still got a dad.

Horatio Caine:
At this point, Howard, he doesn't think so.

Howard Benchley:
Barb told him I was dead?

Horatio Caine:
That's correct, and I understand her instinct.

Howard Benchley:
You know, legally, I am still that boy's father.

Horatio Caine:
That is true. But being someone's father... is not a right; it's a gift.

[H talks to a doctor, who's a suspect]

Horatio Caine:
Keith.

Dr. Keith Winters:
That's "Doctor", Lieutenant.

Horatio Caine:
Maybe not for long.

[about medical procedure]

Alexx Woods:
When the IV fails, they have to give it directly to the heart. You know, Uma Thurman, Pulp Fiction.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[entering the room where Delko is processing the murder weapon] Are you tied up?

Eric Delko:
Cute.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Did somebody beat me to it?

Eric Delko:
How about the entire day shift.

Dr. Keith Winters:
We keep a computerized log of every procedure. Now, after Sara's death, Carlos suggested that we... erase the record, and I refused. Unfortunately, doctor-patient confidentiality prevents me from showing you anything without a warrant.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[handing said warrant to Dr. Winters] Oh, here you go. Be careful. The ink's still wet.

Detective Yelina Salas:
Do you want me to pick up Dr. Winters?

Horatio Caine:
No, I would hold off.

Detective Yelina Salas:
Why? We just blew his alibi wide open.

Horatio Caine:
You give somebody enough rope, they might hang themselves.

Missy Marshall:
I didn't do anything wrong.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You were driving a car used in an officer-involved shooting, Missy. Why did you run from the police?

Missy Marshall:
I was scared. I didn't want to get in trouble.

Calleigh Duquesne:
See, the correct answer was "What shooting?".

Paula Olsen:
Marie's not going anywhere.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Ms. Olsen, we have evidence linking her to a murder.

Paula Olsen:
That census guy? That-that's impossible. She's never left my sight.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Okay, look. Are you going to bring her out, or do I need to go in there and get her?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Biologicals on the scarf.

Natalia Boa Vista:
Yes, saliva. The victim's saliva.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Saliva. So it may have been used as a gag.

Natalia Boa Vista:
And laced in rat poison.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Can you put it in someone's hand?

Natalia Boa Vista:
No, I struck out on fingerprints. I already told Jesse it was going to be impossible.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Natalia, nothing is impossible.

Paula Olsen:
False imprisonment?

[scoffs]

Paula Olsen:
I should have put her on the slow boat to Haiti when I had the chance.

Calleigh Duquesne:
What you should have done is treat her with basic human dignity.

Paula Olsen:
[indignantly] While she sneaks out for nooky with the local drug dealer?

Calleigh Duquesne:
[to officer] Cuff her, please.

Paula Olsen:
[trying to fight the officer off] Get your hands off of me!

Calleigh Duquesne:
All right! Look, lady, if you do not get into that car without further incident, then I am *happy* to add resisting arrest to your rap sheet.

Paula Olsen:
Remember, I pay your salary.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[walking Olsen to the car] Then I deserve a raise.

Calleigh Duquesne:
They blocked off the causeway. How do you expect to get through?

Ryan Wolfe:
That's why I got the brass pass!

Ryan Wolfe:
[about the tsunami heading for Miami] This is gonna be a monster.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[about Yelaina Salis] Touch her again and I will kill you.

Ryan Wolfe:
It's not me... it's my uncle.

Mona:
Excuse me, are you Ronald's nephew?

Ryan Wolfe:
Yes, ma'am. I'm Ryan.

Mona:
I'm Mona. I live next door. Ronald talks about you all the time.

Ryan Wolfe:
Did my uncle evacuate?

Mona:
He ran out of here, tried to get me to go with him, but I think they're all overreacting. The skies are blue, there's not a breeze in the air.

Ryan Wolfe:
This isn't a hurricane, ma'am. Tidal wave doesn't give notice, it just hits and it could take out this entire structure.

[a body is missing from the morgue]

Ryan Wolfe:
You know, what I want to know is how Ed got up and got out of here without any one seeing him.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Hey. My staff isn't trained to watch the living.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Here's what I need you to do. Call this in. We've got a female kidnap vic, location unknown.

Officer Aaron Jessop:
Anything else to go on?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
All we've got is that phone.

Officer Aaron Jessop:
What's her status?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She's either dead or dying.

Dr. Tom Loman:
[about their victim] I'm afraid I have bad news. Liver temp's eighteen degrees below normal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She died within the last twelve hours.

Natalia Boa Vista:
We've been following Esteban for twenty-four.

Detective Frank Tripp:
So he couldn't have done this.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We just became his alibi.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I think I found cause of death.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Before you open him?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
[handing Horatio an x-ray] Cervical fracture.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Looks like somebody snapped his neck. Have you tested under his nails for skin?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Just about to.

[Alexx takes the paper bag off the vic's hand]

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Wait a minute. His hand wasn't like this on the scene.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You think that's parasite activity?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Not like I've ever seen.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's got to be a chemical burn, though, right?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
But that would have presented immediately.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Alexx? There's only one thing I know that burns like that.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Radiation. We can't stay here.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Got to notify the team. They may have been exposed, too.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Hey.

Belle King:
No silver jumpsuit, hmm? I guess that means I'm... I'm all better.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well, um... you've actually ingested some isotopes. An isotope called Iodine-131.

Belle King:
The stuff they use for cancer therapy?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mm-hmm.

Belle King:
But I haven't ingested anything. And even if I did ingest a little bit of Iodine-131, it wouldn't kill you.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Actually, you've ingested quite a bit of it.

Belle King:
Well, how much?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's my understanding that at these concentration levels...

Belle King:
How much?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Um... roughly equivalent to what four patients undergoing radiation treatment ingest in, let's say, a six month period.

[Belle laughs nervously]

Belle King:
Somebody's making a mistake. This... this can't be true. I didn't eat or drink Iodine-131.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We think you were poisoned. Now, the doctor is coming in to...

Belle King:
How long?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We think you have about a week.

Belle King:
Did you know Horatio was the first CSI?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
He was... the what?

Belle King:
In "Hamlet." When Hamlet was poisoned and dying, he asked his best friend Horatio to tell the world who murdered him.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay, I'll tell the world.

[Calleigh and Speed have gone to see Vivian, a Southern woman, who bought an artifact that is evidence in a crime they are trying to solve]

Tim Speedle:
You just destroyed any fingerprints the killer might have left.

Vivian:
Well I had no idea,

[feigning regret]

Vivian:
I'm terribly sorry.

Tim Speedle:
Yeah, sure you are. You know what, we're going to need to take that from you anyway.

Vivian:
Oh no you don't. This cross is mine until you youngsters bring me a warrant from a sitting judge.

Tim Speedle:
Is that the sacred part you were talking about there, Vivian?

Vivian:
You must be a Yankee.

Tim Speedle:
Yeah, I'm from Jamaica, Queens.

Calleigh Duquesne:
He's doing his best to serve the great state of Florida, Mrs. Kensington. He's a bit of a rebel himself. So if, uh, if it wouldn't be too much trouble would you mind if we got the name of the person who sold you the artifact?

Vivian:
Well I might just be able to find that information for YOU somewhere.

[Caine is looking at a shark jaw and stuffed swordfish, sailfish, giant grouper on a wall]

Gabriela Betancourt:
Something you need?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Possibly. These your husband's?

Gabriela Betancourt:
Um-hmm. He likes to mount all his trophies.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I bet that makes you feel special, huh?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Not even treasure?

Marty Jones:
You guys found treasure in our quadrant. So that's what it's really all about?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No, it's really about murder.

Bret Betancourt:
Lieutenant, um, unless you have a warrant, it was really nice to meet you.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mr. Betancourt, you are about to make an enemy you don't need. Trust me on that.

Marty Jones:
I don't even know how to use a speargun.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No, you don't. Which is why you held it like a pistol.

Natalia Boa Vista:
Wait a minute. No wonder this house looks familiar to me. That's the victim? That's Grace Carlson! This is that reality show, "The Marrying Kind"!

Myles Martini:
[approaching] Ah, a fan.

[to Horatio]

Myles Martini:
I can tell by your suit that you're the man in charge. I'm Myles Martini. This is my show.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And this is my crime scene now.

Neil Palmer:
When they cast me on this show, I thought it was BS. Paying me to date a dozen women? I fell in love with Grace for free.

[Horatio is confronting the corrupt judge in his chambers]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Marta Argenta was your daughter, Your Honor.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
Sorry Lieutenant, that name doesn't ring a bell.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She was murdered and buried on a property.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
Now Caine, where'd you dig that up?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Gary Logan's backyard, your honor.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
Now that's what happened to that girl! She did call a few times, yes, said she was my daughter. But why should I believe a teenage runaway...

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[cuts him off angrily] That's why you paid Gary Logan to have her killed.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
All right Caine, that's enough. I've had enough of your accusations, you get out of my chambers!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I hate to inform you, your honor, that these are NO LONGER your chambers.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
[smugly] Now you know there's no way you're gonna prove all this in court.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Gary Logan held onto Marta's body for just such a reason, so you see, I can.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
[sneering] Caine, you oughtta know better than that. You can't touch me.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Your Honor, I don't have the slightest desire to.

[2 police officers move to either side of the judge, and pull his hands behind his back to handcuff him]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You're under arrest.

Chief Judge Joseph Ratner:
[as he is being handcuffed] Don't think this is over, Caine. I got the best legal mind there is.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You're going to need it.

[Horatio watches as the small group of officers marches the handcuffed judge out to their cars for transportation to jail]

[while examining the crocodile's stomach contents]

Jeff Corwin:
Nothing unusual... some fish... some crab... some... a-a foot.

[reviewing a sex tape belonging to their victim's neighbors]

Tim Speedle:
Now, that's different.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Someone's been doing yoga.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Shame to have to kill an animal for doing what comes naturally.

Jeff Corwin:
Guys, we can't kill this animal. I mean, it's endangered. It's Federally protected.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay. Let's irrigate its stomach, then.

Jeff Corwin:
All right. Let's just see what he coughs up.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Listen, I don't want to rain on your parade, but how does child abduction sound to you?

David Kendall:
Lana loves me. There's no abduction involved.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Is that right? I'm talking about Consuela Valdez. Sound familiar?

[Horatio notices David's reaction]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Oh, your strings are tightening on that one, huh?

David Kendall:
Look, I helped look for Consuela. That's...

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, you did. Yes, you did. And you transferred... you transferred fibers from her sweatshirt into Lana's bedroom.

David Kendall:
Fibers?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes. I'm the fiber king, Dave. I'm the fiber king. So what do you want to do? Easy or hard, it's up to you.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I guess somebody will always think it's easy to make a hundred.

Horatio Caine:
But we... we know different, don't we?

Wendy Legassic:
I signed a non-disclosure agreement with the TV station. It's legally binding.

Calleigh Duquesne:
So are handcuffs. It's your choice, Wendy.

Ryan Wolfe:
It must've been hard to let Philip into your home.

Hayley Gordon:
Like Robert said, he's family.

Ryan Wolfe:
He's not your family.

Hayley Gordon:
I consider him to be, look, what is this about?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So someone in this house killed Philip.

Hayley Gordon:
I did it!

Eric Delko:
No you didn't. You were at the doctor, just like you said.

Hayley Gordon:
No! no, I'm confessing, arrest me.

Waiter:
I didn't touch her

Calleigh Duquesne:
You don't have to touch somebody to shoot them.

Eric Delko:
Car's stolen.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Based on...?

Eric Delko:
Based on the screwdriver in the ignition.

Calleigh Duquesne:
So you're going to shave before you go to IAB?

Tim Speedle:
It's a polygraph test, not a portrait.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well, you know, presentation is everything.

Polygraph Tester:
[Doing a lie detector test on Calleigh] Is your name Calleigh Duquesne?

Calleigh Duquesne:
[after Calleigh inhailed cocaine] Yes. And my nickname is 'Lambchop'. But only my dad calls me that!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
This cocaine did not come from Haiti.

Tim Speedle:
Not unless Haiti's in the middle of our crime lab.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
They ask about your girlfriend?

Eric Delko:
H, you know I don't have a girlfriend.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No girlfriend this week?

Eric Delko:
The girl I'm seeing... I'm glad she doesn't have a polygraph.

Enrique Rayas:
You're the investigator in the dispo case that resulted in two tragic deaths. You mind if I ask you a few questions for our viewers?

Detective Frank Tripp:
Yeah.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Hey, Jack. You miss being a real cop?

Jack Seeger:
You're just full of them today, aren't you?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You have no idea!

Paul Tomassi:
Do you have any idea how much one of those costs?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
About half as much as two.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Five hundred dispos, we've never had a problem.

Detective Frank Tripp:
You take the dope out of evidence, re-analyze it to make sure nobody pulled a switcheroo, and then cart it across town? We should just burn it at CSI.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Remind me to order the industrial-sized incinerator next time.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Dispo route's classified. Somebody was in on the secret.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No such thing as a secret in Miami, Detective. Only useful information.

Detective Frank Tripp:
You're not smart enough to put this thing together on your own. Who's your partner?

Paul Tomassi:
I don't have one. My name is the only one on the company's paper.

Detective Frank Tripp:
That's 'cause you're stupid.

Jack Seeger:
Don't make me call Lt. Caine.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I wouldn't make my LT take a call from you.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You guys couldn't find you ass with both hands.

Ryan Wolfe:
You're showing up late to crime scenes, you're taking pills at work. What is that? Is that oxy? You know, you got a problem. There comes a point in addiction when you don't care if you get caught anymore. You're there. What's gonna happen when you mess up in autopsy?

Dr. Tara Price:
It's not gonna happen.

Ryan Wolfe:
Oh, I used to say the same thing when I was gambling.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mrs. Lansing, your husband was murdered.

Amy Lansing:
Well, that doesn't make any sense.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Maybe not now, but it will.

Jimmy Fukes:
You're not going to be able to prove a thing.

Horatio Caine:
That is a very dumb thing to say to a CSI.

Tim Speedle:
I love hotel rooms - body fluids everywhere.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Only tool marks will tell.

Calleigh Duquesne:
What woman wears panty hose in Miami?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well, I know that this sounds terrible, but... let's hope he cut her to the bone.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Oh my Gosh. Why is it so cold in here?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I don't want to lose what little of her I've got. When you pull a body out of the water putrefaction goes into over drive.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well, tell me you at least have enough for cause of death.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Don't know yet. What I can tell you is, her fingers were cut off.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You sure it wasn't the wild life?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
No, they only go for the meaty parts: the lips, ears. The fish finish the job, but someone got them started.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[talking to Steven Rowe] We've recovered the weights that you used to sink Melissa with.

Allison Grady:
A jury found him innocent.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Never confuse an acquittal with innocence.

Kim Hewitt:
[her fianc?e is missing at their wedding] He better be dead or dying, because if I see him, I am going to wring his neck!

Timothy Hewitt:
Not a good way to start a marriage.

Jesse Cardoza:
[entering a trashed hotel room] It looks like a bomb went off in here.

Sean Anderson:
Why the hell was I arrested?

Julio:
Trespassing, disorderly conduct, resisting arrest.

Jack Williams:
This wuss?

Jesse Cardoza:
Well, now we know why you didn't make it to the strip club.

Julio:
Bail was set real high. You must have really pissed someone off.

Sean Anderson:
I don't even jaywalk! I'm in my church choir. I don't piss people off.

Jack Williams:
Well, you piss me off sometimes.

Jesse Cardoza:
All right, listen, Frick and Frack. Shut up. Who filed the complaint?

Julio:
Uh... Clay Bennett.

Sean Anderson:
Clay Bennett? The hotel developer?

Jack Williams:
You are so screwed. That guys owns half of Florida.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You know, it's bad enough when you're in that awkward stage between boy and cold-blooded killer, but it's even worse when grandma's kiss links you to the scene.

Detective Christian Brunner:
The only surprise there is the ex didn't find a stash of violent porn.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So you think his alibi is going to clear him, huh?

Detective Christian Brunner:
Read the M.E.'s report again. She was killed at approximately seven p.m.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
"Approximately" seven p.m. Time of death is always the most fluid aspect of any crime. I mean, even you should know that.

Tim Speedle:
You're trying to identify the DNA of the mold?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, I am. Which would mean the smear from the bungalow could only come from a single host colony, like the killer's bathroom.

Tim Speedle:
Mold's a primitive organism.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
But if it's biological, it has DNA.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You have a forensics buff in the house.

Mrs. Bastille:
They're Lee's. He can't get enough. I think they're disgusting. No... no offense.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[smiling] No, none taken.

[upon finding one of their suspects dead in the water]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
The husband is dead... the wife is dead...

Detective Frank Tripp:
The Russian's dead.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes. Let's go talk to the other Russian, the cousin, before he chokes on a Twizzler.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[Horatio is describing what the victim is wearing] Jeans, T-shirt... K-Mart socks.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Big spender.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
He is obviously lying.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Well, his lips were moving. Of course he's lying.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I've one more question for you. Do you have a life insurance policy on your wife?

Rick Breck:
Are you kidding? I don't even have health insurance.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You see, I think if we connect these two cases, we'll have a shot at probable cause.

Detective Frank Tripp:
The probable cause is that she's a stripper, she's a junkie, and she's a whore.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She's also a human being.

Detective Frank Tripp:
And now she's a corpse.

[finding their hit-and-run vehicle]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
This car's been reported stolen, so we have to anticipate a mixture of DNA, right?

Eric Delko:
Infante's and the car thief's. H, I thought you made him for a liar on this.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Infante *is* a liar. I just don't know what the lie is yet.

Tommy Chandler:
I found the ultimate thrill looking into someone's eyes... as they die.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Alexx, what can you tell me?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Cause of death is asphyxiation due to suffocation.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
From being in a confined space?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Considered that, until I washed her.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She's got bruising on both sides of her face.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
From smothering. Her frenulum is torn. Classic signs.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Do we know what was used?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Maybe. Found some plastic material on her shoulder.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay. Bound, kept in a confined space. This sounds like kidnapping, Alexx.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Seems odd to kidnap someone, then dump the body in a public place.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well, we are applying reason to an unreasonable act, aren't we?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Unreasonable acts are all I see.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Amen to that.

Patrick Wilder:
Lesser artists borrow. The great ones steal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Keith, listen to me. When someone lies to me, it really, really hurts my feelings. You're Starling's boy. You've been with him the whole time, right? Go.

Eric Delko:
How did he get you to do it? Money?

Keith Garwood:
You cops are all the same. You think people are just motivated by money.

Eric Delko:
We know you worship Starling. How did he convince you to kill a cop?

Keith Garwood:
What are you talking about? Nobody said...

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
A police officer was killed. A police officer was murdered. That's on you. In the state of Florida, Keith, it's a mandatory death sentence.

Vincent Graziano:
That's a good story. I enjoyed that. But you forgot one thing... I'm a lawyer, a damn good one.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You know what? You're right, I did forget one thing; Michelle's blood wasn't the only one we found on the ring. Benito Ramon's was there as well.

Eric Delko:
And the cremated ash. And the chances of that happening to anyone but the murderer are about a million to one.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You may be a lawyer, but I'm a CSI. A damn good one.

Horatio Caine:
An eye for an eye.

Leonard Murphy:
I didn't start this.

Horatio Caine:
No... no, you didn't start it, but you finished it.

Leonard Murphy:
I wanted justice.

Horatio Caine:
Leonard, justice is not for you to dispense. And now you're going to pay for it.

[upon finding dead male victim tied to bed, lying on stomach]

Detective Bernstein:
No sign of forced entry

Horatio Caine:
Oh I wouldn't be so sure of that

[camera pans over victim, showing him to be clad only in bathrobe]

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I had to micro a hand just last week. Only way we could get the evidence out.

Eric Delko:
Well, let her rip.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Wait! Y'all are acting like this is no big deal. That's someone's hand!

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Calleigh, you've picked up body parts before.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah, but I've never microwaved one. And it sort of... freaks me out that y'all have.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
[a corpse has something clutched in his hand] I'm gonna need my saw and a microwave.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[checking out a murder at a crematorium] I used to think I wanted to be cremated when I die, but now I don't know.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Aren't you supposed to be off this case?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Jones got the report. Can't help it if I can read upside down.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
You're not even going to ask me why she'd slip Dennis eyedrops?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I'm a lawyer's daughter. I don't ask a question that I have the answer to.

Bomb Tech:
[about the bomb] Yeah, lucky for you. We're talking at least 16000 feet per second.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Really? It felt like 15.

Chaz:
I know all about you. Lieutenant Horatio Caine. Homicide, bomb squad.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I run you in on something?

Chaz:
I actually know your brother, Officer Raymond Caine. Well, I... I knew your brother. Big meth-head. God, he loved his crank, didn't he? You probably know that, don't you? Considering you had to do the mop-up on him after he checked out.

Peter Elliott:
Hey, are you OK? Field Agent told me about the Leo and Sienna thing on the bridge. Crazy stuff.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Word travels fast. I'm surprised you're willing to set foot in our lab with all the information leaks around here

Peter Elliott:
If you're referring to our fraud case, I'm sorry.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You knew that bank was part of our investigation and you said nothing.

Peter Elliott:
The bank closure was in front of a Judge. If ownership found out, they could have blocked it. There was too much was at stake, Calleigh.

Calleigh Duquesne:
We're on the same team.

Peter Elliott:
I know that. But right now your lab has a credibility problem. We have to be careful until it blows over.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I don't think this is gonna blow over. Everytime I see you, there's a new reason not to trust you. Excuse me.

Ryan Wolfe:
I thought Peter Elliot was helping us?

Calleigh Duquesne:
He is. At my Request.

Ryan Wolfe:
Doesn't want to get his, uh, pretty suit dirty? Where is he?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I don't know. Maybe he's emailing Quantico. Having lunch with his fianc?e.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[Examining a manual typewriter] The model comes with a bullet.

Wayne Leonard:
Is it new or old?

Calleigh Duquesne:
It's old enough.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Great! So we're working together on this one.

Peter Elliott:
You called, Cal.

Calleigh Duquesne:
For an expert opinion. Do not try and big foot my case.

Calleigh Duquesne:
The other victim had a head wound too. Is that right?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Yeah. But that bullet isn't yours, Calleigh Honey. It went on an ambulance ride.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Suero came looking for his million.

Ryan Wolfe:
It proves Leo and Sienna are crazy. They killed a cartel boss.

Matthew Stone:
I bet you're wondering why it had to be like this. It was my last resort, the only way I could get people to believe me. No one knew what i'd put in motion, but I knew that the officers from Miami Dade Police Department could decipher my message. I needed people with no agenda, people who would follow an investigation no matter where it went. we make choices ever day, some we're conscious of, others we're not. These choices affect others, not just ourselves and not always in good ways. For that I'm truly sorry. But we all must follow our own path, no matter where it leads. And I hope I can be forgiven for my mistakes. I'm not perfect, but then again, none of us are. These choices, they're up to all of you now and I pray you make them with the same ethic I've tried to live by; in the end, I guess that all that matters is that you try to leave this place a little better than when you got here. The time is now."

Calleigh Duquesne:
Wow, I think I should dump Tox and get into DNA.

Detective Frank Tripp:
So, what were the Mala Noche packin' up in here? Brand new putters and they're heavy!

Calleigh Duquesne:
Hey! That's evidence.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Wouldn't help my game anyway.

Horatio Caine:
Here we go.

Horatio Caine:
The FBI considers the Mala Noche the most dangerous crime organization in the United States, ladies and gentlemen. They stay away from drugs to avoid deportation, but what they specialize in is murder for hire, extortion... the list goes on. In short... they are Miami's new Mafia. Now, I must tell you that they have already killed six police officers.

Ryan Wolfe:
Trying to scare us, Horatio?

Horatio Caine:
Born in the Nicaraguan wars, they have no fear. So anyone not interested, I'll understand.

[Calleigh, Delko, and Wolfe all exchange glances]

Calleigh Duquesne:
We're in if you're in.

Dan Cooper:
[talking to Wolfe about Erica Sikes] She's hot.

Ryan Wolfe:
She's a case against the First Amendment.

Calleigh Duquesne:
We're gonna need to see that room, and take a look at your personnel files.

Dave Strong:
Why? I thought Jake was in a car accident.

Ryan Wolfe:
He was, but somebody killed him before that.

Dave Benton:
You can change all you want. You can't escape your past.

Eric Delko:
Heard of the Patriot Act? Makes you a terrorist on American soil.

Hawk Reed:
You can't drop that on me.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We already have, Hawk.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Why'd you leave ATF?

Detective Jake Berkeley:
Because you guys blew my cover. I couldn't do that anymore.

Peter Kinkella:
What's the dog for?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's a drug sniffing dog. I have a warrant to search your premises.

Peter Kinkella:
You can't just barge into my home.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I can when it's a crime scene. Excuse me.

[first lines]

[Horatio & Eric arrive upon the scene of an airplane crash]

Eric Delko:
[to phone] Flight 906, outbound Miami to D.C. Dropped off the radar at 0820, crashed right after takeoff.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
How many on board?

Eric Delko:
[to Horatio] NTSB confirms 2 pilots, 6 passengers - total of 8 souls.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
8 souls unaccounted for, OK.

[Eric pumps on a man's chest trying to reanimate him]

Eric Delko:
Come on, breathe!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Eric. Eric! He's gone.

Eric Delko:
I lost him.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It happens.

Eric Delko:
He could have told us something.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We don't need him to.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[looks around] We've got the whole story right here.

[Horatio & Calleigh look at the wreckage]

Calleigh Duquesne:
Is it as bad as it looks?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's actually worse than it looks.

[last lines]

Christina Maria Colucci:
[voice-over] To whom it may concern: I hope I'm not writing this letter in vain... But I feel I have a responsibility to those who depend on us... To those who expect us to deliver an honest and fair accounting... I feel a responsibility to speak the truth... For those innocent victims who are powerless to speak it themselves... Because without the truth, we ourselves become powerless... Christina Colucci.

Jim Tigerfish:
What the hell is this?

Tim Speedle:
That's a warrant to search the premises.

Jim Tigerfish:
For what?

Tim Speedle:
For items looted from an air crash site. What'd you think, you were going to sell them on eBay?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
But that's not what brought the plane down.

Eric Delko:
No... mmm... actually the shoe hit the fan, I found a piece of leather in the N?2 engine.

Megan Donner:
[Megan cuts into their conversation] Let me guess, red suede $450 a pair, right?

Megan Donner:
Nice thing about hair, it grows at an even rate, about a half an inch a month.

Tim Speedle:
Gives us a nice time line.

Megan Donner:
Yeah, she'd been using antidepressants for the past year, Prozac and Zoloft, six months ago she smoked some pot.

Tim Speedle:
And they say blondes have more fun.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
[Alexx is going over the bodies] How are we doing on survivors?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Not good. How many have you got in here?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Four or five, depending on what pieces match.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Calleigh, the bullet?

Calleigh Duquesne:
There was no bullet.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well how did the pilot get shot?

Calleigh Duquesne:
He didn't.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[a close up of a rivet loosening appears. The pressure fires it through the cockpit where it hits the pilot] A rivet runs through it.

NTSB Technician:
Oh I heard of you, you're the uh bullet girl right?

Calleigh Duquesne:
And what does that make you, air plane boy?

Eric Delko:
[about Megan] What does she think? She can just waltz in here after six months of being gone and just take over?

Tim Speedle:
You know, you're an ass.

Eric Delko:
What did I say?

Tim Speedle:
She lost her husband! What did they give her, two weeks off? She needed a little bit of time, big deal.

Eric Delko:
Man, I didn't know.

Tim Speedle:
Yeah, well, there's a lot you don't know.

Tim Speedle:
Then why don't you go get them? [the black boxes]

Eric Delko:
Why don't you?

Tim Speedle:
[Looks in the tub and sees the alligators]... They're just babies.

Eric Delko:
What are you waiting for? Let's go.

Tim Speedle:
On three. One... Two... Three!

[Both reach in and grab a box with a yell. Burst out laughing]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You got a minute?

Detective Frank Tripp:
Thirty seconds.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay. Jeff Wilton.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Who?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Jeff Wilton is a high school kid from Homestead that disappeared three days ago.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Father's an ex-con.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And a concerned parent.

Detective Frank Tripp:
A divorced parent. Soon as he got out, wife took off, left the kid behind. Told the neighbor she liked the guy fine enough, as long as he was in prison.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay. You think the kid did the same thing?

Detective Frank Tripp:
No, I think Jeff's in the Keys with a cheerleader. I think he'll run out of money, stroll back in a couple of days with a hickey on his neck and a smile on his face.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What if he doesn't?

Detective Frank Tripp:
Well, I've got twelve confirmed dead yanking at my chain right now.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So you're not interested in the kid unless he's dead?

Detective Frank Tripp:
You know what I mean.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay, Frank. Why don't you let me take this one off your hands?

Detective Frank Tripp:
There's no crime scene to investigate.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Maybe not, but that doesn't mean there wasn't a crime.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What do we have here? "Four-Twenty Boyz". Time to get high, I bet.

Eric Delko:
[with a snort of laughter] How do you know that?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
My brother worked Narcotics undercover.

Tim Speedle:
Did you press his face into the pillow, causing him to suffocate?

Alison:
Yes and no.

Tim Speedle:
Alison...

Alison:
You're so sure I'm guilty. I could see it when you walked through the door.

Tim Speedle:
You have an explanation?

Alison:
Yes... I pressed his face into the pillow. No... I did not suffocate him. He did, however... orgasm.

Tim Speedle:
Excuse me?

Alison:
My marathon-running boyfriend was a pillow biter. Satisfied? He liked to give himself over to me. I, uh, could be more explicit, but...

Tim Speedle:
I get it.

Principal Roland:
Lieutenant Caine. Bill Roland. I'm the principal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay, Bill. SWAT is on the way. Any sign of Jeff Wilton?

Principal Roland:
None. He could have slipped into the assembly with the other students.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay, I'm going to need everybody out of the building right now.

Principal Roland:
I don't want to create a panic.

[screaming is heard, followed by a fire alarm]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Something just did, Bill. Everybody out. Everybody out, Bill!

Eric Delko:
H, I got your text. What's going on?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I got a woman, brutally assaulted, eight months pregnant.

Natalia Boa Vista:
Baby gonna make it?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Too soon to tell.

Eric Delko:
That falls under "expectation of death".

Natalia Boa Vista:
That allows us to investigate before there's a murder.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I want all hands on deck.

Eric Delko:
I'll get everyone.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
They are gonna pay.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You know, Ruben, separate from everything, separate from anything you can put down on paper or maybe even drive off a lot, is the value of a human life. And at the end of the day, that's all that really matters to me. I'm saying that if this baby dies, they're going to be finding pieces of you... all over Biscayne Bay.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Listen, I'm going to run down our rapist's cellmates, phone records, and visitors. See what he's got in his back pocket.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Okay. I've got some shoe prints that might be able to help us. I'll show you when you get back.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm not coming back anytime soon.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You're not?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Tomorrow is Shaw's parole hearing. If it goes his way, they're going to crack those gates immediately.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah, and you want to be there.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
With enough evidence to put him right back in.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Okay. Working as fast as we can.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Take care.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
A thousand bodies under my belt, and I don't notice a live one.

Tim Speedle:
First officer didn't, either. I mean, who can blame him? Place smells like decomp. Covered in maggots.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I'm an M.D. I'm trained to know the difference.

Eric Delko:
Hey, Calleigh.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Hey.

Eric Delko:
Hey, listen, thanks for taking that DB call out at that condo. I really appreciate it.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Sure.

Eric Delko:
You know how traffic's a b*tch getting over to Biscayne.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah. People say.

Eric Delko:
Everything go okay?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Uh, let's see. We may have a timeline off some wood, got some shoe prints, possible DNA off of Kleenex. Oh, and the dead girl wasn't dead.

Eric Delko:
What?

Calleigh Duquesne:
No, she was hanging on by a thread.

Eric Delko:
[suspiciously] You're kidding.

[Calleigh doesn't say anything]

Eric Delko:
Where is she?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Over at Grace Memorial. By the grace of God, I might add.

[after viewing footage of their victim being decapitated]

Dan Cooper:
Jeez. I really wish I could un-see that.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So you broke down the door, and then provided false testimony to secure the restraining order against Matthew.

Lloyd Arrington:
That guy couldn't move on with his life. What was I supposed to do, wait until he killed one of us?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Need I remind you that perjury is a felony, and you're facing five years.

Lloyd Arrington:
Yeah, I want a lawyer.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And you're going to need one. You used the system to kick a man who was already down.

[Jesse knocks on the window to attract Horatio's attention]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What did we get?

Jesse Cardoza:
I dug up underlying court documents related to the Sloan divorce. Affidavit of the minor Jason Sloan.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[seeing a picture of Jason with a black eye] The little boy.

Jesse Cardoza:
There was a history of abuse. Beatings. At first, the boy admitted his dad's the one who knocked him around, then he recanted. And Child Services said the only reason he recanted because he feared his father, and the judge agreed. Matthew Sloan lost custody three weeks ago.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
This is the justice that Matthew was looking for.

Jesse Cardoza:
[nodding towards Arrington] You know, that guy lied about getting the TRO. Maybe he's the abuser.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
There's only one way to find out.

Jesse Cardoza:
Follow the evidence.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Hunting unarmed men is murder one. It gets you the death penalty in this state.

Eric Delko:
Leave it to you, Calleigh, to find something good to come out of a hurricane.

Calleigh Duquesne:
They do alleviate global warming.

Eric Delko:
Got a category two hurricane, and we get sent out to a traffic incident? What's up with Dispatch?

Tim Speedle:
Well, they're slammed with thousands of calls, so we take 'em one at a time till order's been restored.

Eric Delko:
I'd hate to see what a category four looks like.

Tim Speedle:
So would Dispatch.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You know, Clavo, I haven't forgotten Tess Kendall.

Clavo Cruz:
And I haven't forgotten you. Neither has my brother.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Do you remember, Clavo, what I said to you the last time we met?

Clavo Cruz:
Yeah. "We never close."

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yep.

Clavo Cruz:
Yeah, "we never close." Just like 7-Eleven, dawg.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Speaking of which, Low Dawg Productions, Clavo.

Clavo Cruz:
I got no idea what you're talking about, but the Vienna Convention - that's still for shizzle.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I don't care about your diplomat father. Are you smuggling drugs into South Florida?

Clavo Cruz:
Drugs?

[indicates his car]

Clavo Cruz:
No, see I was in Italy, picking this baby right off the assembly line.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I just went through your room at the Dominick, Clavo, and your exotic "mule" has just killed a girl.

Clavo Cruz:
Are you deaf? Because I GOT IMMUNITY!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Just like your brother, I recall, and we both know where he is, don't we?

Clavo Cruz:
I'm nothing like Ramon, Caine. You're not going to catch me floating around in international waters, Caine.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You know what, my friend? I'm gonna catch you doing something.

Clavo Cruz:
You threatening me, Caine?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's not a threat. That's a guarantee.

Calleigh Duquesne:
This is my first case of death by winch.

Jesse Cardoza:
You haven't changed much since the day I met you, have you?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Oh, my gosh. That was my first day, wasn't it?

Jesse Cardoza:
[laughing to himself] Yeah, I remember - the very enthusiastic lateral.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I was right to be! This is a great lab.

Jesse Cardoza:
Yeah, it's certainly not the broom closet I remember.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Lieutenant Caine, do you really think the CSI that's responsible for destroying the original evidence should be assigned to the case?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I don't remember asking for your opinion, Rick.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Well, the commander suggested IAB should check into this, find out how this accident occurred and which employee maybe involved in undermining a major murder investigation, not to mention compromising countless other cases. It is Delko, right?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Eric, would you give us a minute, please?

Eric Delko:
Sure H.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
'H'. You see, that could be interpreted as a lack of respect for a superior.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You know, I am willing to take that chance.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
So as his superior, did Delko screw up?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No, if any body did, I did.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
You did, you weren't even in the building at the time. Yelina says you were at the PD.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
My lab, my oversight.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
You cover a lot of people's screw-ups, don't you? Delko in evidence, your brother and that girl. What's her name? Susie right?

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Rick, and that is a private matter.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Well, you see, I see a pattern of you withholding critical information and I've opened a file on you.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Walk away.

[after it's proven Delko didn't deliberately try to destroy evidence]

Eric Delko:
H, I'll be in the layout room.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Okay, Eric.

[Eric leaves]

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
I suppose I owe you an apology.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
The man you need to apologize to, Rick, just left the room.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
It isn't my job to be liked.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mission accomplished.

Marc Snowden:
[Attorney representing pornography producer] My client is a prominent businessman with strong ties to the community. He has a family and three little girls.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Will they be appearing in your films, Mr. Jeffers, when they grow up?

Phillip Craven:
I want a lawyer.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Spoken like the last request of a guilty man.

Detective Jake Berkeley:
[seeing Jeff Murdock being brought into an interrogation room] Why is he in here?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We caught him with the weapon that killed Nick Townsend.

Detective Jake Berkeley:
Why'd you find that?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I followed the evidence, Jake.

Detective Jake Berkeley:
So did I.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, but in your case, you allowed the evidence to fit your theory, Jake, instead of the other way around.

Calleigh Duquesne:
That's not fair. Why do you get to go?

Eric Delko:
Because I was there when Horatio ordered the helicopter.

Calleigh Duquesne:
But if you're going to search the whole city by air, don't you need an extra set of eyes?

Eric Delko:
We're just working Zellar and Davis' comfort zones. Thermal viewer.

Calleigh Duquesne:
The body is cold by now.

Eric Delko:
Well, thermal viewer can detect vegetation distress caused by proximity to a decaying cadaver.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I expect pictures.

Hank Atherton:
You sold my Lamborghini?

Laurie Atherton:
It's my car, too, Hank. You said to sell it and give you half.

[Laurie pulls out a $100 bill]

Laurie Atherton:
Say hello to half.

Hank Atherton:
Two hundred dollars? It's worth two hundred *thousand*!

Ryan Wolfe:
You found the body, didn't you?

Nathan Atherton:
When I thought my parents' divorce couldn't get any worse, I find the body of my dad's girlfriend.

Ryan Wolfe:
Girlfriend? I thought that was your parents' trainer.

Nathan Atherton:
Oh, she was. 'Till my mom caught them going at it a few months ago.

Ryan Wolfe:
And your mother was... very angry about this?

Nathan Atherton:
Not really. She was too busy with the pool guy to really care.

Drake Hamilton:
You said our DNA was contained in a single cell. How do we escape that?

Horatio Caine:
Your family? You stop procreating.

Horatio Caine:
[to Drake Hamilton] Are *you* suggesting that *I* protect a woman? That's rich.

Horatio Caine:
The old Hamilton arrogance asserted itself.

Megan Donner:
[seeking an oral DNA swab from Tyler Hamilton] Open wide... Relax... I won't jam it in too hard.

Calleigh Duquesne:
So, Horatio wanted me to get a statement from you about today. Why don't we start with, um... who's the girl?

Jesse Cardoza:
What girl?

Calleigh Duquesne:
[pantomiming taking notes] Girl you were stalking.

Jesse Cardoza:
Okay, you and Ryan really need to stop texting so much.

[Calleigh laughs]

Garrett Yates:
You can't prove I didn't touch that rope somewhere else. Someone could have stolen it from my shed.

Natalia Boa Vista:
No, we know that you strangled her, because we have DNA that proves it.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Okay, here's the thing: you're going to go away for Hannah Wilcox's murder, there's no doubt about it. There isn't a jury in the world that is going to find any sympathy for a corporate executive who's killing for a profit sheet.

Natalia Boa Vista:
And you're not going to last one day in prison, because executives are right down there on the food chain with pedophiles.

Horatio Caine:
So what do you get when a six foot tall man lays down with a three foot long rifle?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Hot flashes... but that's just me.

Horatio Caine:
Nice work. Have you considered a transfer to S.W.A.T.?

Calleigh Duquesne:
I don't look good in all black.

Horatio Caine:
I beg to differ.

[after catching a sniper who has killed four innocent people]

Sniper:
Don't you want to know why?

Horatio Caine:
You just killed four innocent people, you're evil, you enjoy death, I hope you enjoy your own.

Calleigh Duquesne:
So, how do three people get shot in broad daylight on a busy street and nobody sees anything?

Horatio Caine:
Sniper.

Horatio Caine:
[measuring the distance of their sniper's nest] Six hundred and fifty yards.

Calleigh Duquesne:
That's six and a half football fields.

Horatio Caine:
One shot, one kill. This guy's either military trained or police.

Calleigh Duquesne:
He's Marine Corps, probably. They're the best snipers in the world.

Horatio Caine:
Okay, listen up. This guy is one shot, one kill. If he can't make it, he's not going to take it.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We meet again, Bob.

Bob Keaton:
I wasn't sure you recognized me today.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I never forget a face. Now, Bob, you're a cop killer. What are you doing out on the street?

Bob Keaton:
My paperwork says I'm out on parole.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Are you working undercover, Bob? DEA?

Bob Keaton:
Just like your brother Raymond.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So you didn't shoot Raymond.

Bob Keaton:
I shot him. We had to make it look good. It was a drug deal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Is Raymond still alive, Bob?

[dramatic pause]

Bob Keaton:
Yeah.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Sometimes you gotta dance with the devil to get out of hell.

Memmo Fierro:
Are you a righteous man?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I am a servant of the taxpayers, Memmo.

Memmo Fierro:
You and I are not that much different. You do what you have to do to protect your people, just as I do.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Which included killing my wife.

[flashback of Marisol getting shot]

Memmo Fierro:
I did what I had to do. It was never personal, Caine.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It was to me.

[flashback of Horatio's last moments with Marisol]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It was to me.

Natalia Boa Vista:
Sororities are not easy. Girls can be pretty petty and mean. And people hold grudges because of it.

Elle Toring:
Yeah, I-I'm sorry. Um... I... I've been through a lot lately. I-I lost my job, I had to move home. It's just been really hard. I'm... I'm pathetic.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I don't agree with that.

[Elle is being accused of murdering the sorority sisters who tormented her in college]

Joanna Toring:
If my daughter did this, it's because she was driven to it.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mr. Toring, attempting to lie to me is an unwise practice.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Well, the driver's sober. He said he didn't see the victim in the alleyway.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We got a cause of death?

Dr. Tom Loman:
Her cervical vertebrae and lateral malleoli are crushed.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So she's got a broken neck.

Dr. Tom Loman:
Not exactly. These injuries suggest she was already on the ground when run over. And look... frothing. And... ocular miosis.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Which tells you what?

Dr. Tom Loman:
These are all symptoms of being poisoned by a nerve agent. Odds are, she was already dead when the car hit her.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So what you're saying is the car was unrelated to her death.

Dr. Tom Loman:
She's cyanotic. I'd say she was poisoned minutes ago at most.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Maybe the killer's still inside, Horatio.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Frank, lock it down. Nobody leaves.

Ryan Wolfe:
[imitating a female suspect] That's hot.

Ryan Wolfe:
[needing to take a buccal swap] Open your mouth.

Venus Robinson:
Guys usually say "please".

Ryan Wolfe:
Can you tell me the name of the Buckeye state?

Venus Robinson:
What's a "buckeye"?

Ryan Wolfe:
Say "Ohio".

Venus Robinson:
Ohio.

[Ryan swabs her mouth as she talks]

Venus Robinson:
That's hot.

Ryan Wolfe:
Your parents trust fund. It's a matter of public record.

Calleigh Duquesne:
There's a morals clause in there that says if you stay clean and sober until you're 21, you get this.... Breakwater Key.

Ryan Wolfe:
That's a whole island, isn't it? Wow. My parents are leaving me their lawn mover.

Ryan Wolfe:
I took this criminalist seminar, evaluating evidence, the visiting lecturer said that the CSI's job is to think outside the box, sometimes the best tool is the stud attached to your earring she said, those are nice earrings by the way.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You took my class

Ryan Wolfe:
[sarcastically to suspect] Oh, you've got an alibi.

[to Calliegh]

Ryan Wolfe:
He's got an alibi.

Calleigh Duquesne:
We love alibis.

Hungarian Girl:
Good America or bad America?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Good America.

Detective Frank Tripp:
[after he, Calleigh, and a patrol officer walk into an ambush] Calleigh's in there pulling rounds out of the wall. I'm glad they're not pulling 'em out of me.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Take smells good.

Eric Delko:
A little cafe cubano. Put some hair on your chest.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Don't you just say the sweetes things.

Calleigh Duquesne:
French lace - from the window at the Moreno house. It's also used on high-end toupees. It gives a more natural look to the hairline.

Tim Speedle:
Lace on a rug.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Un-huh.

Tim Speedle:
Well, shoot me if it comes to that.

Calleigh Duquesne:
And Moreno's wife said he liked to stay up late and watch TV. My guess is he got jumped right in the middle of Letterman.

Tim Speedle:
Top ten ways to get your head blown off.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[after a colleague cuts the circuitry of a bomb] Circuit interruptus.

Det. Mac Taylor:
What have you got?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
A break in the case. Our victims live at 720 Star Island. Penrod jotted down 702.

Det. Mac Taylor:
[in disbelief] He hit the wrong house?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[Matter-of-factly] He hit the wrong house.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[observing Mac process a crime scene] That's interesting. We scrape before we transport.

Detective Mac Taylor:
We always vouchsafe at the scene. Different process, same principle.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yeah, it's interesting. And you fume at the scene, too.

Detective Danny Messer:
[entering the room] Did I hear somebody say "fume"? 'Cause them I'm your man.

Detective Mac Taylor:
Danny, I had you at that bodega in Queens.

Detective Danny Messer:
I know, I know. I heard a cop went down; I figured you could use a guy like me.

M.E. Assistant:
Temperature's ambient. He's been dead twenty-four plus. Smells like seventy-two. I got a wallet for you; ID's missing.

Detective Mac Taylor:
May I help you?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
My name is Caine, Miami CSI. I'm investigating a double murder case.

Detective Mac Taylor:
Detective Mac Taylor. Crime scene unit, first grade. I'm listening.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Two nights ago in Miami, double murder case. A married couple. And I was... I was assuming that Murdoch here was my suspect.

Detective Mac Taylor:
Narco unit. We think he was killed about three days ago. Strangled, probably a belt.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So that could mean that my suspect killed Murdoch, took his identity, went South, did my murders. It could also mean that we're chasing the same man.

Detective Mac Taylor:
You think he's in New York? Well, one way or another, everything's connected. Brought you to me.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Trail ends here. I want first bite at prosecution. As you know, Florida has the death penalty.

Detective Mac Taylor:
So does New York.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, but you have not executed since '76.

Detective Mac Taylor:
Politics.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mac, I have a sixteen year old girl who is suddenly without both parents. I have promised her peace of mind.

Detective Mac Taylor:
I got an officer's widow who'd like some answers. We got a deal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Hey, Laura. I think it's important for you to be in a safe place right now.

Laura Spelman:
Safe?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yeah. They're probably going to broadcast on the news that you survived the attack.

Laura Spelman:
You mean he could come back?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No, when...

[Laura starts to cry]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
When... Laura... Laura, listen to me. Laura, I am going to find this man. He is not going to hurt you again. But I need you to be in a safe place until I do. You understand? I want you to go with those officers until I find him. The next time you see my face, you're going to know that you're safe. I promise. Okay?

Eric Delko:
Hey, Cal.

Calleigh Duquesne:
We narrowed the geographical profile of our suspect.

Eric Delko:
[derisive laugh] What'd he do, hawk up his address?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yeah. Take a look.

Eric Delko:
[looking under a microscope] What is it?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Mercury, asbestos, and lead. Kerosene, distilled petroleum. It's jet fuel.

Eric Delko:
Ground Zero.

Calleigh Duquesne:
There are thousands of cases of upper respiratory inflammation reported by people who were living in the vicinity of the 9/11 attack. So, I'm thinking our suspect routinely expectorates phlegm in order to clear his throat.

Eric Delko:
Dad might have been in New York on business during 9/11.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Except I don't think the Spelmans are the kind of people who would spit in the house. I'm going to compare the DNA to the parents, but I'm thinking that the spit belongs to our killer.

Eric Delko:
They call Miami the Sixth Borough. Guy might've moved down here, be a local by now.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I'll run it against local databases.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Something's not right, Alexx. Point of entry is back here, but the origin of the blood drops is down here in the study where Mom was killed. And they travel up this hallway to the bedroom, where Dad was eventually killed. Which means the killer bypassed the bedroom where Dad was attacked. Why would he do that? Why wouldn't you eliminate the muscle first?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
That would have been the smart move. Why do you think he didn't?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Dad survives the attack, he managed to get up, come this way and head down the hall toward you, right? And along here, you see arterial gushing.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Where our suspect sank this sucker in him. Single-edged, all right. Phone's right here. Don't know why he didn't try to use it.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's because he wasn't going for help, Alexx. He came down here to protect his daughter.

Det. Mac Taylor:
[entering the morgue] Dr. Hawkes. So glad I could get an appointment.

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:
Mayor's office just called. Put in a word for you.

Det. Mac Taylor:
Figures. What's TOD?

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:
Your victims have been dead since about four this morning. New York, Miami stab wounds are similar in both manner and location. However, one of the Miami victims was nearly decapitated. Killer showed more restraint with the Hanovers.

Det. Mac Taylor:
Yeah, we're aware of that. Anything else?

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:
Turns out Mike Hanover has a heart, after all. Well, he did. A strong one. Withstood a massive myocardial infarction. Scar tissue indicates it happened within the last year. But his heart disease was progressive. Not sure how many more years he had.

Det. Mac Taylor:
Anything else?

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:
His crotch.

[off Mac's look]

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes:
[showing Mac something with an ALS] I've heard of having the blues, but this is ridiculous.

Det. Mac Taylor:
Found this in the elevator shaft. There's no hilt, which means it doesn't leave a mark.

Doorman Kevin Dowell:
Anybody could have stabbed him.

Det. Mac Taylor:
When our lab tests the blood on your uniform and it matches Michael Jr.'s, that "anyone" becomes you. Specificity of DNA. You got back on the elevator, you dropped this down the shaft. Unfortunately for you, you dropped something else.

[Mac pulls out an evidence baggie]

Det. Mac Taylor:
Would you mind holding up your arms, please?

[Kevin holds up his arms, and Mac compares the tassel to his uniform]

Det. Mac Taylor:
Missing tassel. I imagine when you were wiping the blood off, the tassel was severed. You're the only doorman in Michael Hanover, Sr.'s last will and testament. The lawyers released it after we picked you up. There's an interesting thing here on page fifty-one. "For saving my life by administering emergency CPR when I sustained a heart attack, keeping me alive until the paramedics arrived, I leave the sum of one million dollars to Kevin Dowell, payable in full upon my death."

[flashback]

Michael Hanover, Sr.:
A million, Kevin. You're in my will.

[present]

Det. Mac Taylor:
Only you got impatient. Tried to speed up the process. So you had Hanover killed. That brings us to Penrod. Monster like him, what's his connection to a hardworking guy like you?

Doorman Kevin Dowell:
Every good doorman needs a dealer. He's been mine for ten years. Drugs, women. Every kind of kink, you name it. Got to keep the tenants happy. There's nothing Penrod won't do.

Det. Mac Taylor:
For a price.

[cut scene of Horatio arresting Penrod]

Davey Penrod:
I don't know what you're talking about

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm talking about murder and conspiracy to commit murder.

[flashback]

Davey Penrod:
[on the phone] Now, I told you. Half a mil and I'm in. All right, now give me the address. All right, hold on. Seven-oh-two Star Island. Now, I got an ID. Don't worry. Got a lowlife nobody'll miss.

Det. Mac Taylor:
[to Dowell] That "lowlife" was an undercover New York City police officer. You couldn't have drawn more attention if you'd sent up a flare.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Alexx?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Blood pool's dry at the edges. Puts TOD around eleven.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So her head is literally hanging by a thread of skin.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Single-edged knife. Mom was attacked from behind, sliced left to right. No indication of resistance.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She was probably asleep.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
He transected all the neck muscles down to the second cervical axis.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
He decapitated her, Alexx.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Guy's a monster. Or he doesn't know his own strength.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well he's about... to know ours.

[the man who murdered Delko's sister Marisol has escaped from prison]

Eric Delko:
We'll get him, H.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
If it's the last thing we do.

Paul Nichols:
[his head of security has been arrested] Torture? Why would he want to do that?

Eric Delko:
Because Matthew was pursuing one of your girls and not paying your fees, and you didn't like that.

Paul Nichols:
Good luck proving that.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's what we do. And guess what? You're next.

Ricky Tobar:
I said I'm not talking until my lawyer gets here.

Eric Delko:
[laughs] Your lawyer? H, who do you think pays for this guy's lawyer?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That would be mister Paul Nichols, Ricky's boss.

Eric Delko:
He's not your lawyer, Ricky. He's your boss's lawyer. He's here to protect your boss.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
By setting you up to take the fall, Ricky.

Eric Delko:
Now, we know you attacked Matthew, and that's good for at least attempted. It's not too far from there to murder.

[evidence from the evidence locker has been stolen]

Ryan Wolfe:
Somebody stole the stolen diamonds.

Walter Simmons:
This shouldn't be turned on.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
How do you mean?

Walter Simmons:
I disconnected the battery before I processed it, and I left it that way.

IAB Lieutenant Rick Stetler:
Battery's still connected.

Walter Simmons:
Yeah, I got eyes, pal.

Keith Palmer:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing? You can't cut apart my ship.

Ryan Wolfe:
Mr. Palmer, do yourself a favor. Get behind the tape.

Keith Palmer:
Why do you need the micrometeor scar?

Ryan Wolfe:
Why? Mr. Palmer, your space shuttle is a crime scene. That's a piece of evidence. And you know very well I can't get the whole space shuttle back in the lab.

Keith Palmer:
Damn it!

Ryan Wolfe:
I tell you what - for you, Keith, I'll do you a favor. I'll be gentle.

[whirrs buzz saw and smirks]

Jesse Cardoza:
[entering the space shuttle] Wow! Do you understand, when I was a kid, I pretended everything was a spaceship? I can't believe we're actually standing inside of one.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Would you pay two million dollars to go up for the ride?

Jesse Cardoza:
Are you kidding? In a heartbeat.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I think Sam was murdered because someone decided there wasn't enough oxygen for all of you.

Keith Palmer:
Well, good luck trying to prove that.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You know, Mr. Palmer, I don't need luck.

[recording a video for his wife]

Sam Gardner:
Hey, honey, how you doing? I know we talked already. Keith wants us to make a video journal for our loved ones. So that's you. Guess what I am, uh, looking at right now. Florida. I am above you right now. I wish you were up here, Janet. I know you didn't support this trip. But maybe it took me coming up here to realize the only reason this trip means anything to me is because I get to come home to you. You're my world, baby. I love you with all my heart. I always will. See you soon.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[seeing their victim at the crime scene] Dr. Loman. I think we can safely say "overkill".

Dr. Tom Loman:
Absolutely brutal. She was struck at least nine times, with so much force and velocity that each blow on its own could have been fatal.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What about a murder weapon?

Dr. Tom Loman:
Not sure yet. But judging from her injuries and the varying direction of the blood spatter, whoever did this was swinging wildly, from several different directions and angles.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And totally out of control.

Dr. Tom Loman:
And fueled by rage.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes. Someone... was very, very angry. Thank you, doctor.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well when we get close to tool marks and ink processing I'll call you.

FBI Agent Peter Elliott:
If you don't, you'll be hearing from my boss down at the Homeland Security Office.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well. I've got goosebumps.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[after warning and shooting the bad guy] They never listen.

[first lines]

Sam:
We have several rental properties available right now in Hialeah.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'd rather have them closer to the city.

Susie Barnam Keaton:
Horatio... I told you, just because I slept with your brother does not make us your problem.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No, but it makes you my family.

Tim Speedle:
I got the GPS tracking signal from those two money bags, but it's stationary. Now why would a guy who just robbed an armored truck be parked like a sitting duck?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's possible because I put two in his gas tank.

Tim Speedle:
You could have put two in him.

Mary Donlan's Partner:
Counterfeit?

Eric Delko:
You ran off with $3.2 million in fake hundred strapped to your back.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Gonna make one hell of a story for the cell block.

Mary Donlan's Partner:
Doesn't make sense. We pulled it right out of that truck. Didn't even have time to open the bags.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well, I guess somebody beat you to it, didn't they?

Mary Donlan's Partner:
But the truck came right from the bank.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, it did. Eric, go over to Dade Mutual and retrace the steps of the money, please.

Mary Donlan's Partner:
Hey, what happens to me?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Twenty years to life.

Mary Donlan's Partner:
Twenty years for stealing counterfeit cash? The money isn't even real.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Killing somebody was.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Dade Mutual bundled $3.2 million in real cash. We have a thief that was apprehended with 3.2 in counterfeit bills. That leaves the man in the middle: you. So here's my question, Paul. Did you, somewhere along the route, stop and swap the money out?

Paul Donlan:
John and I were driving the shipment from point A to point B. Same as always.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So you notified Dispatch that you were twenty minutes late?

Paul Donlan:
There was construction at the County Auditorium. Check the log.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I did, and we are $3.2 million short.

Paul Donlan:
Then talk to the guy who stole it, okay? You gonna believe him over me?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Paul, in my business, I don't have the luxury of believing anyone.

Chad Van Horn:
"You're a dead man" is just an expression.

Eric Delko:
No, legally it's a threat.

Ryan Wolfe:
[to Calleigh] Haven't you ever pushed aside the dinner plates to get some?

Ryan Wolfe:
You always take his side.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Funny. He says the same thing about you.

Ryan Wolfe:
Oh, there he is. Nice of you to show up.

Eric Delko:
What's your problem, Wolfe?

Ryan Wolfe:
Must be nice to work on Delko Time. Cherry pick cases. Work when you want.

Eric Delko:
I had something I had to take care of. You need any help, Calleigh?

Ryan Wolfe:
Yo, Eric, it's too little, too late.

Eric Delko:
If I thought you could even understand what I'm going through, I'd explain it to you.

[Calleigh steps between Eric and Ryan]

Calleigh Duquesne:
Okay, You know what? That is enough. I get it.

[Turns to Eric]

Calleigh Duquesne:
Eric, we are fine. If I need extra help, I will call you.

[Turns to Ryan]

Calleigh Duquesne:
You're in the elevator with me. We're leaving now!

Calleigh Duquesne:
Your turn! I jumped the dumpster at Joe's Stoned Crab. I'll help you.

Calleigh Duquesne:
They where cookin'. Donna Karan size two, daughter too young, ex-wife size ten.

Ryan Wolfe:
Thank you very much for driving me to the ER.

Eric Delko:
No problem. Look, you ever mention anything about Delko time again, you're going to need to rent a room in this place.

Ryan Wolfe:
Fair enough.

Gary Hall:
So, I'm human.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Too bad there isn't a swab to confirm that.

Detective Frank Tripp:
I've gotta admit... divorce sucks!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Frank... it's a killer.

Eric Delko:
I never made it to the original crime scene; did you?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Five hours ago.

Alexx Woods:
I can undress a dead body in my sleep.

Tim Speedle:
I'm leaving that one alone.

Cell Phone Bomber:
You found my phone?

Tim Speedle:
Have a seat. You had lunch at the Wayfarer Grill today?

Cell Phone Bomber:
Shark steak.

Tim Speedle:
Sounds delicious. A valet attendant stole your phone from your car.

Cell Phone Bomber:
I was thinking someone from the gym stole it. So, where is it?

[Speedle dumps evidence baggies containing pieces of said phone on the table]

Cell Phone Bomber:
Man!

Tim Speedle:
Probably doesn't look the same.

Cell Phone Bomber:
No warranty.

Tim Speedle:
That sucks. You do realize that you blew up your own cell phone by putting explosives in it.

Cell Phone Bomber:
In the phone's battery compartment.

Tim Speedle:
So, what are you, crazy?

Cell Phone Bomber:
Hey, look. Some guys like to keep alcohol in their car, video games. I like to go to the Everglades, blow things up. It's... it's a sport.

Tim Speedle:
It's a sport?

Cell Phone Bomber:
It's fun. Like fireworks. It doesn't hurt anybody. You know, where's the harm? It's not like I'm a terrorist or anything.

Tim Speedle:
Well, you're looking at three years, minimum.

Cell Phone Bomber:
I bought all the ingredients legally.

Tim Speedle:
That doesn't matter. Possessing or manufacturing an explosive device is a felony.

Cell Phone Bomber:
This is all 'cause some guy ripped me off?

Tim Speedle:
That guy died of unrelated causes, but your bomb almost killed our medical examiner.

Cell Phone Bomber:
Now, this... this isn't fair.

Alexx Woods:
[entering] Want to talk about fair?

[Alexx puts a pair of pictures down on the table]

Cell Phone Bomber:
Who are they?

Alexx Woods:
My kids. They almost lost their mother because you like to blow things up. So tell me, is that fair?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We'd better find this crime scene quick before we get kicked out of here.

Eric Delko:
Don't we have jurisdiction?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Conditions like this, the only one with jurisdiction... is the fire.

Fire Chief Kyle Donaldson:
According to your own guy, the crime scene burned.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Chief, you and I both know that fire does not destroy all evidence.

Fire Chief Kyle Donaldson:
We've got a major wildfire here. It's extremely dangerous.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
A man has been shot out here. If I don't process this crime scene immediately, somebody's gonna get away with murder.

Detective Yelina Salas:
Hey. You sounded urgent. What's up?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Have a seat. Okay?

Detective Yelina Salas:
Okay.

[Horatio and Yelina sit down]

Detective Yelina Salas:
That look in your eyes. I've only seen it once before.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Suzie Barnam, Yelina.

Detective Yelina Salas:
From the elevator. Yes, um... I already told you, you don't have to explain yourself.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I mentioned that there are complications with Suzie, didn't I? And there are.

Detective Yelina Salas:
Yes?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Madison is not my daughter.

Detective Yelina Salas:
What do you mean, not your daughter? She looks just like...

[realization dawns on Yelina]

Detective Yelina Salas:
Ray?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Yelina.

Detective Yelina Salas:
But... how long have you known?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I've known all along.

Detective Yelina Salas:
Then why... why tell me now?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Madison is sick. She needs a bone marrow transplant, and it turns out that I'm not a match. But she does need a relative as a donor.

Detective Yelina Salas:
I'm no relative to that girl.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I know that.

Detective Yelina Salas:
Ray Jr.? What Ray did is what Ray did. My son - his son - shouldn't have to pay for it. I won't let him.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yelina, the child could die.

Detective Yelina Salas:
I can't.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Whether we like it or not, Madison is family.

Detective Yelina Salas:
[firmly] Not my family.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You... are under arrest for solicitation of murder and rape.

Neal Perkins:
You have no evidence.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I am *loaded* with evidence, my friend.

Neal Perkins:
What are you gonna do? You're gonna kill me out here?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You know what? Believe me, that's a tempting offer. But for today, I'm going to show you what the next thirty years is going to be like.

Neal Perkins:
And how are you gonna do that?

[Perkins gets tossed through the trailer's back window]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Carlos, here's what I want you to do: I want you to give him a message. I want you tell Riaz that if he doesn't talk to me, he's a dead man.

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
I expected to see the FBI.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Someone dies within three miles of Miami shoreline, you're stuck with us.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Frank, I've got blood here. And there's a shoe print.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Scuff marks, too.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Signs of a struggle.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Railing's pretty high. Looks like Mike didn't dive in there by choice.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So if he didn't dive, he was pushed.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Agent Wynn.

Agent Robert Wynn:
Lieutenant Caine. Oh, I hope you don't mind me dropping in. It doesn't work to call ahead.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
What do you want?

Agent Robert Wynn:
Well, actually, I need your help, lieutenant. Something doesn't... smell right to me. The woman central to the investigation against Officer Delko becomes your girlfriend, thus protecting her from further scrutiny, and suddenly her own drug charges just disappear.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Agent Wynn, you should have done better research. There were no charges filed against the Delkos.

Agent Robert Wynn:
You know, I did you a favor, lieutenant. I could've subpoenaed Marisol, stuck her in front of a white light and a grand jury. I was just trying to see if there was something there.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So you wasted your time.

Agent Robert Wynn:
An investigation into a dirty lab is never a waste of time.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Agent Wynn, I don't know who you are or who you work for, but if you ever contact Marisol again, it'll be the last thing you ever do.

Eric Delko:
Holding Rebecca Farraday against her will, that's kidnapping.

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
It was for her own safety.

Eric Delko:
And if she dies as a result of her injuries, that constitutes murder.

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
Dies? From a small cut?

Eric Delko:
Or the bird flu.

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
Bird flu?

Eric Delko:
Yeah, so you're gonna deny that, too?

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
This is getting ridiculous.

Eric Delko:
So you are lying. We have charts and a statement from the doctor.

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
I didn't want to cause any panic.

Eric Delko:
So you put the city at risk instead of your boat?

Capt. Quentin Taylor:
Okay, you need to step away from me.

Eric Delko:
I don't "need" to do anything. You're the suspect in a murder investigation.

Marisol Delko:
Last week, during my treatment, you said you were there for me.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Right.

Marisol Delko:
What does that mean?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well, I, um... I thought we agreed that we would do whatever we wanted.

Marisol Delko:
Does that... does that include marriage?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It does.

[searching for Eric in the Everglades]

Calleigh Duquesne:
What if he collapsed in the water?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
He's out here, Calleigh, and we're gonna find him.

[flashback to 1997]

Eric Delko:
Detective Caine, I thought you were going to invest in a pair of sunglasses.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And I thought you were going to find them for me, Eric.

[1997 flashback]

Calleigh Duquesne:
You must be the tow truck driver.

Eric Delko:
I prefer "automotive recovery expert".

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We believe that a DNA test will confirm the blood found on Hollings will match the victim.

Evan Talbot:
You have a pinhead-sized sample of blood. You can't run that for DNA.

Jesse Cardoza:
For one test, we can.

Evan Talbot:
Yeah, the defense has the right to run their own DNA test. And if you use the sample up, there's none left for them.

Jesse Cardoza:
You're saying if we test it, we can't use it against the guy, and if we don't test it, we can't get the guy.

Evan Talbot:
Yeah, that's the law. Excuse me, I have to be in court.

Jesse Cardoza:
Well, the law just screwed us.

Ryan Wolfe:
Everything old is new again.

Horatio Caine:
He is trying to tell us, and we're listening.

Jesse Cardoza:
Patrol just got back to us. License plate belongs to a Billy Jones.

Walter Simmons:
Okay. Well, where the hell is he?

Jesse Cardoza:
Uh, he wasn't here. Reported it stolen last night.

Walter Simmons:
That means somebody jacked the car, caused a crash that killed the woman, and fled. Guy's a one-man crime spree.

Jesse Cardoza:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. We don't even know which car caused the accident yet.

Walter Simmons:
Well, we know innocent people don't flee the scene.

Dave Benton:
[Horatio enters the A/V lab] I know, I know, I know. You want to know where Karen Ballard was driving prior to the accident, I get it. But this GPS is pretty banged up.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Can we retrieve the data?

Dave Benton:
Well, cross your fingers. And your toes.

Reggie Mastow:
So, Max Paulson was innocent. I knew it was him. At least I thought I did. I betrayed the oath, Horatio. Killed a woman. You don't come back from that. Here I am thinking I'm doing the right thing, taking a murderer off the street, and I become the thing I despise the most.

Horatio Caine:
You're going to jail.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Horatio, you and I need to have a conversation.

Horatio Caine:
Now is not a good time, Rick.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Jennifer Wilson. Does the name ring a bell?

Horatio Caine:
That's none of your business.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Well, see, you made it my business when you sent a patrol officer to sit on her house. You got no right authorizing overtime for a case that originated out of our jurisdiction.

Horatio Caine:
Miss Wilson is a citizen of Miami and may be in grave danger.

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Yes, I know. I've familiarized myself with the case.

Horatio Caine:
Well, then you know the story of a nine year old girl who lost her parents to a killer, don't you?

IAB Sergeant Rick Stetler:
Ten years ago. New York, right? You're still trying to protect her.

Horatio Caine:
That's the job.

Horatio Caine:
Drive-by, Miami style.

[about the murder scene]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You understand that this is a restricted land.

Daniel Nash:
Yeah, I'm one of the few people authorized to be here.

Detective Frank Tripp:
What about her? Is she authorized?

Daniel Nash:
Well... I... not technically. I brought her out here.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
To get technical.

Eric Delko:
[about one of their victims] You know, Calleigh, this guy's Russian mob, too.

Calleigh Duquesne:
How can you tell?

Eric Delko:
These Russian mob tattoos, they read like a criminal r?sum?. The cat on his chest - that means he was a thief.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I always forget that you're half Russian.

Eric Delko:
Yeah. I went through a phase when, uh... I wanted to learn about Russia and my family's history. Didn't always like what I found.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So, Kathleen Newberry is a no-show, huh?

State Attorney Rebecca Nevins:
Yeah. No one can find her, which helps Kyle, of course.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'll send my team up there right now.

State Attorney Rebecca Nevins:
Thank you, Horatio.

[Nevins leaves, and Julia approaches]

Julia Winston:
Did I hear her say her witness is missing?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You did. Where's Kathleen, Julia?

Julia Winston:
Why are you asking me that?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm asking you because you petitioned for custody this morning hours before this proceeding.

Julia Winston:
Of course I did. I'd do anything for him now.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And that's my point.

Eric Delko:
[about an ex-girlfriend] You remember Gloria?

Calleigh Duquesne:
[fondly] Oh, the crazy one.

Ryan Wolfe:
The most dangerous kind of criminal is the one that doesn't care.

Jose Truillo:
*while pointing a gun at Lt. Caine in the courtroom* You're a dead man, Caine!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
*shoots the gunman immediately* Join the club.

Det. Frank Tripp:
Tough day?

Alexx Woods:
[scoffs] You don't know tough.

Det. Frank Tripp:
[chuckles] Bout time one of 'em talked back to ya.

Alexx Woods:
[glares at him]

Dwayne '10-Large' Jackman:
Nice cakes.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Oh... CHARMING.

Det. Frank Tripp:
[to Terry Yarnell] Waters!

[Terry turns around]

Det. Frank Tripp:
Dumbass. Gets 'em every time.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Dispatch, we gotta code 18.

Dispatcher:
Hit and run, any victims?

Detective Frank Tripp:
Victims, yeah me!

Dr. Tom Loman:
Horatio, I've been doing this work a long time. I've seen my share, but... Esteban... he needs to be stopped.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Where's the boy?

Eric Delko:
We're goin' home?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[matter of factly] We're going home!

Detective Frank Tripp:
[a dead body has been discovered in a car trunk] How'd he get in there? People don't just put themselves in trunks.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Juries don't take too kindly to cop killers.

Ryan Wolfe:
This your first time to a crime scene?

Natalia Boa Vista:
Second. First by choice.

Ryan Wolfe:
[after Natalia accidentally steps on a piece of evidence] Next time, look with your eyes, not your feet.

Ryan Wolfe:
She's a pretty good actress.

Calleigh Duquesne:
She's not *that* good, she only does reality TV.

Shooter:
[a man with a gun is talking to someone over the phone. He's got his sights set on Horatio's back and is just awaiting the go-ahead from the person on the other end of the line] I've got a clear shot. I can get the hit and get away clean. I've got it all lined up. Just give me the OK.

Eric Delko:
I hear congratulations are in order.

Marisol Delko:
Listen, I wanted to tell you. I was just afraid of how you'd react.

Eric Delko:
How did mami and papi take it?

[Marisol doesn't respond]

Eric Delko:
You didn't even tell them?

Marisol Delko:
This is exactly why. I knew they'd react the same way you are.

Eric Delko:
Look, Mari, you should be concentrating on getting better right now.

Marisol Delko:
Why do you always focus on the negative? That's one of the things I love about Horatio. He makes me think about the positive.

Eric Delko:
You barely know him.

Marisol Delko:
No, you barely know him. He is not the same man you see at work.

Eric Delko:
Don't you think it'd be wise to slow down right now?

Marisol Delko:
I want to have a life, just like everybody else.

Eric Delko:
What if the cancer comes back?

Marisol Delko:
What if it doesn't? I need to start living for the future. Until Horatio, I didn't know if I had one.

Robbie Ferguson:
Look, I didn't mean to kill her, but we just wanted to show the whole world that she was a big fake!

[Horatio leans down to face Robbie]

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Did you just say "we"?

Eric Delko:
I was a little freaked out about my boss seeing my sister. But, um... seeing how happy she is, I can't argue with it.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No concerns?

Eric Delko:
No. None for her. But you need to know that she's a lot sicker than she looks. Doctors think, um... months. Can you live with that?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I can.

Don:
Your grandmother better be bleeding from her eyeballs.

Don:
Look, Horatio, we're on the same side.

Horatio Caine:
I'd like to think so.

Don:
Yeah. Well, we are in the middle of the trial. We've already picked the jury, we called our experts, we spent over a million dollars in taxpayers money...

Horatio Caine:
We have new evidence.

Don:
Yeah. Well, that's what appeals are all about. Listen, this is not about the case anymore. Now, it's about winning.

Horatio Caine:
Well, you know what then? We're not on the same side.

[about Alexx]

Horatio Caine:
Fastest scalpel in the East.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[walking into gun vault with dozens of guns; smiling] Be still, my heart!

Horatio Caine:
[gunshots] Nice Shot.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Hey

Horatio Caine:
Are you busy?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Oh, I'm up to my ass in alligators.

Calleigh Duquesne:
There was a big shooting on the causeway yesterday. 54 expended rounds, not to mention Detective Hagen is riding me like a Gulfstream Park pony.

Detective Yelina Salas:
[learning Horatio has re-opened the Abby Sandoval case] Just be careful, Horatio.

Horatio Caine:
If I did that, it would take all the fun out of it.

Tim Speedle:
[watching a news report of Lorenzo Escalente's mistrial] I can't believe we're letting this jackass walk.

[after Eric was released detention following issues with his immigration status]

Calleigh Duquesne:
[jokingly] You missed out. [they hug] I was going to marry you, but your dad stepped in.

Eric Delko:
[laughing] What makes you think I would say yes? Maybe I met somebody special on the inside.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I doubt his cooking is as good as mine. Hey, why don't I take you back to my place, I'll make you a traditional American dinner since you are new to our country?

Eric Delko:
Sounds good... but danger has been following me everywhere I go.

[Shaking her head, she kisses him]

Eric Delko:
Calleigh, I'm serious, I don't want anything to happen to you.

[She kisses him again]

Eric Delko:
[worried that he is a magnet for danger] Calleigh, I'm serious, I don't want anything to happen to you.

[She kisses him]

Calleigh Duquesne:
C'mon. I have the safest house in Miami. Do you know how many guns I have?

[they walk off together]

Derek Powell:
I don't think I could represent criminals anymore.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well, I could always use a new prosecutor.

Walter Simmons:
Suspect description, same as the Bal Harbor robbery, H - devil mask, a TEC-9 automatic.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So it's him again, isn't, Walter?

Walter Simmons:
Yup. Makes it what, ten big games that he's hit so far? Wonder how much he got away with this time. One, maybe two million? Huh... All right, so the chandelier must have gotten hit when the robber opened fire. Dropped on this poor bastard who picked the wrong seat, crushing him to death.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Maybe not, Walter. That's a bullet hole.

Walter Simmons:
Look at that. Sure is. Glass from the broken chandelier bulbs inside the wound means that he was shot before the chandelier fell on him.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Collateral damage from the shooting.

Walter Simmons:
Guy's never shot anybody before, H. He's making mistakes.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, he is, Walter. And we all pay for our mistakes.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Are you Okay??

Natalie Boa Vista:
I just have a touch of the flu.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Didn't you just have the flu??

Natalie Boa Vista:
My Luck!

Calleigh Duquesne:
Are you sure you're alright?? Cause you're really pale.

Natalie Boa Vista:
Oh yeah. It's worse in the morning.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Well, if it's anything, Chicken soup always works for me. When I have the flu.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[to an abusive parent] Not only are you a bully, you're a coward.

Tim Speedle:
We can't prove that he told his wife to close the safe.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, but any plan proves premeditation. And that means he knew exactly what he was doing.

[having survived a flashover in the Everglades]

Dr. Alexx Woods:
I thought I was going to end up wearing a toe tag on my own table.

Colin Astor:
I never shot anybody. Not that guy you found, and certainly no one as pretty as you.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Can you explain to us how your skin got under his fingernails?

Colin Astor:
I have no idea. I have seen that guy. That's Elbows.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Can you elaborate on that.

Colin Astor:
Met him at a pickup game last week. Shirts and skins at Biscayne.

Eric Delko:
You happen to get his name?

Colin Astor:
i just told you. We all called him "Elbows."

Calleigh Duquesne:
Can you, - Calleigh coughing - Excuse me. - Calleigh coughing - Can you... - Calleigh coughing...

Colin Astor:
Can i wh?

Calleigh Duquesne:
You got some gum?

Eric Delko:
Yeah You okay?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Mr.Astor, you said that you were playing basketball with, uh... - Calleigh coughing...

Eric Delko:
Calleight, you okay?

Colin Astor:
What is this, good cop crazy cop?

Eric Delko:
Calleight? - Calleigh coughing...

Calleigh Duquesne:
I can't breathe. - Calleigh coughing and fall...

Eric Delko:
Hey, officer down in here! - Calleigh coughing and choking...

Colin Astor:
What's going on here?

Eric Delko:
Shut up! I need an ambulance! Officer needs a 42! Ineed help now!

Colin Astor:
I never touched her.

Calleigh Duquesne:
- Calleigh coughing and choking...

Alexx Woods:
Heart rate?

Man:
Was 101, dropping to 84.

Alexx Woods:
Heard she was en route. What happened?

Eric Delko:
There was a fire this morning, and she was fine at the scene. She just crashed.

Alexx Woods:
Smoke inhalation's a quick-change artist. Patient seems fine initially, and then crashes. We need to intubate her. Stay with me, Calleight.

ER Technician:
Ready? Here we go. One, two, three.

Eric Delko:
Be careful with her.

Alexx Woods:
Eric, let us do our jobs.

Phlebotomist Nurse:
I'll run the arterial blood gas.

Eric Delko:
Why don't you do that in her arm like normal? That looks like it hurts.

Phlebotomist Nurse:
We need arterial blood. Elbow vein doesn't have that.

Alexx Woods:
Got it. Bag her

Nurse Gina:
She's difficult to ventilate.

Eric Delko:
How difficult?

Phlebotomist Nurse:
We've got good air entry

ER Technician:
Her heart rate's not popping. She crashing, Doctor.

Alexx Woods:
What's the oxygen saturation?

Phlebotomist Nurse:
79%

Eric Delko:
How bad is that Alexx?

Alexx Woods:
Very. We have good airway, but the oxygen can't get to her blood. Alveoli must be damaged.

Nurse Gina:
What about hyperbaric therapy?

Alexx Woods:
We don't have time to set that chamber. We gotta do something now. Give her nitric oxide.

Eric Delko:
You want to sedate her?

Alexx Woods:
Not nitrous oxide, nitric. Selectively increases blood flow to the alveoli allowing for more oxygenation. Listen. Eric please, I need you to leave so I can focus. Gina, N-O, right now. Baby, stay with me. Stay with me.

Ryan Wolfe:
Meet our vic, Doug Govoli. Based on the castoff, looks like our victim didn't go down easy. In fact, I'd say he put up a pretty good fight.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I would agree with that.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Mr. Holland, I recommend that your son leave the room.

Peter Holland:
No. He's, uh... he's fine.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I strongly recommend that he leaves.

Peter Holland:
He's my son.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Suit yourself. Were you aware that your wife was using her business to traffic heroin?

Nick Holland:
Dad, what are they talking about?

Peter Holland:
Nick, wait outside.

Nick Holland:
You guys got it all wrong. Okay?

Peter Holland:
Nick, go.

Nick Holland:
Sheila didn't even drink alcohol!

Peter Holland:
Just go!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Nick, I'm sorry.

[Nick leaves]

Peter Holland:
Well, that was one hell of a stunt.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I gave you two warnings, didn't I?

Horatio Caine:
You leave that to me.

Horatio Caine:
Well, you know what they say, Frank: Speed kills.

Creepy Guy:
Come on, Blondie, flash me.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[turns to reveal badge and gun] That hot enough for ya, or do you want to see my gun permit?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[their victim had come to Florida for spring break] It should have been the time of her life, Alexx. Not the end of it.

Amy Gorman:
I swear, I already told you everything I remember, okay?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Amy?

Amy Gorman:
You said my bite marks couldn't help. What's changed all of a sudden?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Actually, it's not all of a sudden. The blood from the bruising is absorbed back into the skin over time. Giving us a greater definition of the bite mark.

Amy Gorman:
Teeth are like fingerprints. I know. I can't, I'm sorry. I just want to go back home and pretend none of this ever happened to me.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
And that's understandable.

Amy Gorman:
You think I'm awful.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
No, I don't. I think you're a human being. And that's okay.

Rick Stetler:
You couldn't provide a description of the suspect.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[firearms expert] He was carrying a Smith and Wesson .459 wood-grain grip with an adjustable rear sight *at my head*, Rick!

Patrick Lieber:
Blaire was a notorious mean girl. I think one of her victims did this. You have no idea how many complaints I've gotten about her behavior. Blaire hurt a lot of students.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
You mean physically?

Patrick Lieber:
Emotionally. Psychologically. I mean, you know how- what teenagers are like. Blaire was the worst kind of bully.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Why didn't you just suspend her?

Patrick Lieber:
I tried. Her parents threatened a lawsuit, and the school made me back down.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm going to need the names of the students that complained, Mr. Lieber. Every one of them.

Megan Wells:
[after being humiliated by Blaire] I thought about it - killing her, like I was the hero in some movie.

Natalia Boa Vista:
And did you? Kill her?

Megan Wells:
No. But I'm relieved she's dead.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
The girl humiliated you, and you wanted to do the same to her.

Richard Ellison:
It stopped when she ran away. She was fine.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
She was not fine. She died from the champagne hours later.

Richard Ellison:
I never meant to hurt her.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's called... involuntary manslaughter.

Richard Ellison:
I could go to prison for this?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I don't think you understand the situation. Your actions killed the girl.

Sarah Walker:
What about Kristen? What about her body?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Kristen will go home, too, and rest in peace.

Sarah Walker:
Maybe her family will find comfort in knowing that you caught the killer.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's the hope.

Brady Jensen:
[angrily to Erica] You're not a journalist you're a jackal!

Horatio Caine:
Mr. Wolfe, at the end of the day, if we don't hang together, we'll die alone.

Sgt. Frank Tripp:
It is what it is, it ain't what it ain't, don't make it what it isn't.

Tim Speedle:
Tropos: Clubs where people come when the door guy turns you down everywhere else.

Eric Delko:
So this is your hangout, Speed.

Tim Speedle:
[deadpan] You know, did you ever think about taking up stand-up comedy or something like that? Because you're really very funny.

Eric Delko:
Glad you noticed. I appreciate it. Thanks.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Ricky? Ricky, my name is Horatio Caine. How you feeling?

Ricky Murdoch:
Like I just got shot.

[Calleigh's father unexpectedly shows up at CSI]

Calleigh Duquesne:
[suspiciously] Okay, what's happened now?

Kenwall 'Duke' Duquesne:
Why do you always make it sound so bad?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Did mom take you back?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Dad, you walk as quiet as a mouse!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
If anything happens to Eric, I'm going to hold you personally responsible. You understand me?

Enrico Moldano:
Is that a threat?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
That's a threat.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Rick, you're in my crime scene.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
So, you're ahead of the curve. That's sexy.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
[a cop has been killed] Let's call in all shifts. They hit one of us... they hit us all.

Detective Frank Tripp:
The guy who calls in a murder usually knows a lot more than he's saying.

Eric Delko:
Somebody want to tell me what's going on?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Marisol is in trouble.

Eric Delko:
Marisol, talk to me.

Marisol Delko:
I-I made a buy near the pier.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I intervened on the arrest.

Eric Delko:
And?

Marisol Delko:
I lied to Lieutenant Caine. I said it was just for me, but I, um... I also bought for my group.

Eric Delko:
You bought for your entire cancer support group?

Marisol Delko:
They're in so much pain, Eric. Most of them can't get around.

Eric Delko:
How much, H?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Five bags total.

Eric Delko:
Marisol, do you realize what you've done?

Marisol Delko:
I did it for them.

Eric Delko:
Look, I don't care who you did it for. You buy more than ounce with intention to distribute, it gets kicked up to a felony.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Looks like a pint's worth of blood.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I wonder who cleaned it.

Detective Frank Tripp:
I know how they did it. All the towels are gone.

Calleigh Duquesne:
"How" is the first step to "who".

Calleigh Duquesne:
[a murder suspect is claiming self-defense] One hit is self-defense. Two more is murder. This is called cast-off. It proves that you took two additional, very bloody swings.

Detective Frank Tripp:
[Tripp has inadvertently stepped on a land mine] Horatio, you should take cover.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I'm staying right here, Frank.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
We are dealing with a fire-starter, and they can be very - I repeat, very - unpredictable.

Fire Marshal Ronnie Jameson:
Horatio.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Hey, Ronnie. You okay? What's the matter?

Fire Marshal Ronnie Jameson:
I'm gonna resign. Wanted you to be the first to know.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Ronnie, you could not have prevented what happened in there.

Fire Marshal Ronnie Jameson:
All those souls, Horatio.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
I understand that. But we need more good men, not less. And now more than ever. You know that.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Guess what our substance is off the dead lawyer's shirt.

Ryan Wolfe:
Uh, well, considering that it came from the undercarriage of his car, which was pierced by his bone, which incidentally I'm really glad I wasn't there to see, my guess is... motor oil, 10W30.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Try soybeans.

Ryan Wolfe:
Soybeans, like ethanol?

Calleigh Duquesne:
No, as in bio-diesel. One hundred percent bio-diesel, in fact. It's rare, so it should make our hit and run car easy to find.

Ryan Wolfe:
Well, it's nice to know that our killer cares about the environment.

Calleigh Duquesne:
I see things other people don't.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Shot in the light of day in a house filled with people? That's cold-blooded Horatio.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Correction Alexx. It's as cold... as ice.

[a man has been shot, then impaled on an ice sculpture]

Alexx Woods:
Shot in the light of day in a house filled with people? That's cold-blooded, Horatio.

Horatio Caine:
Correction Alexx. It's as cold... as ice.

Carlos Santiago:
This is way above your head, Lieutenant.

Horatio Caine:
It is a skill I perfected, Carlos.

Kenwall 'Duke' Duquesne:
That's the first drink I've had in six months. What do I do now? What happens now?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Take another one.

Kenwall 'Duke' Duquesne:
What? That's what got me here in the first place, Calleigh!

Calleigh Duquesne:
You came to me for help, I'm offering you help. Take another drink.

Michael 'Glasses':
[Has been shot] Owww... It hurts.

Horatio Caine:
Real bullets are funny that way.

Eric Delko:
[Ryan is playing a game an earlier bank robbery was based on] Any progress yet?

Ryan Wolfe:
No, I can't get past this level. Because you keep shooting me!

Eric Delko:
What?

Ryan Wolfe:
Not you, the cop in this game...

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Brutal murder. Broad daylight in the middle of the Grove. Thought I'd seen it all. Paramedics sure left a mess.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
They certainly did. So, we have a frozen crime scene. What about preliminary?

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Multiple stab wounds. Paramedics said they worked on him for twenty minutes. He was a fighter.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Yes, he was a fighter. And he was a runner, too, wasn't he? The blood runs all the way back to the house. Which means the killer followed him down here to finish the job.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Anyone see anything?

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Well, we have four eyewitnesses and four different stories.

Dr. Alexx Woods:
Typical.

Carrie Delgado:
Hey. Heard you have a, uh... groupie.

Tim Speedle:
Our little creep's a forensic junkie.

[an arm is found in a dead shark]

Alexx Woods:
I think we're going to need a bigger body bag.

Horatio Caine:
If anyone can find one, it's you, Alexx.

Alexx Woods:
You got that right. All right, fellas. You heard the man. Bag him. My shark now.

Horatio Caine:
I'm off to ruin a captain's day.

Eric Delko:
Lovely. I just got a look at that tiger shark in the cooler. Liberal eaters, like Speedle. They'll eat anything as long as it's alive.

[Megan walks into Horatio's office]

Megan Donner:
You ought to give me the name of your decorator.

Horatio Caine:
Well, it's just a phone and a desk when we're not in the field.

Eric Delko:
Coke wrapping must have picked up some blood when it was being loaded off of the boat.

Horatio Caine:
Locard's theory. Primary transfer.

Eric Delko:
Kind of like going to the bathroom: You can never wipe enough.

Ryan Wolfe:
[seeing two roller derby competitors screaming at each other] Oh, my God. That is the sexiest, scariest thing I've ever seen.

Vince Kessler:
All right, look. I know how this looks, and what you guys might be thinking, but I did not hurt Connie.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Explain, then, why you swapped out her mouth guard with one laced with ipecac.

Vince Kessler:
Uh, I didn't.

Detective Frank Tripp:
You molded it yourself, idiot.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Which means we can match it to you.

Vince Kessler:
Look, not my finest hour, I will admit that.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
It's also gonna bring you an assault charge.

Vince Kessler:
Look, Connie was a monster on the track. Okay, the only chance my team had of winning is if she wasn't playing. All right? Besides, ipecac is harmless.

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Unlike the beating you gave her.

Vince Kessler:
No, I didn't. I just- I wanted to get her a little sick so she couldn't play.

Detective Frank Tripp:
You got money riding on this?

Vince Kessler:
No, I just want to see my team win.

Detective Frank Tripp:
Well, I'm the biggest sports fan you'll ever meet, but that is just plain stupid.

[Tolson beat Eugene, a mentally retarded man, to death]

Pete Tolson:
I did that guy a favor, man! That guy was a retard!

Horatio Caine:
You know, Pete, Eugene had some things to overcome, I will give you that. But, you know what? You know what, Pete? At the end of the day, *he* just put *you* away for life.

Alexx Woods:
Please don't tell me we sent a body away with a complete stranger.

Tim Speedle:
Alexx, we sent a body awa...

Alexx Woods:
Timmy, I know.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[Calleigh about a fender-bender shooting] People might play nicer with a fender bender if they realized that 3 out 10 people stash a gun in their car.

Alexx Woods:
That true?

Calleigh Duquesne:
Yup.

Alexx Woods:
Then I'll think a little harder next time I flip someone the bird.

Horatio Caine:
You know sometimes... sometimes people look different in pictures.

Eugene Thomas Walter:
Then how do you know it's them?

Horatio Caine:
That... that is an excellent point.

Alexx Woods:
Whoa. Found something else that might belong to the bad guy.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Three-eighty Beretta Tomcat.

Alexx Woods:
That's what I like about criminals: not the brightest. Leaving the murder weapon at the scene. That's good.

Calleigh Duquesne:
Unless it's not the murder weapon.

Alexx Woods:
Why is that?

Calleigh Duquesne:
It's fully loaded.

Alexx Woods:
Maybe there was one in the chamber.

Calleigh Duquesne:
[checking the chamber] Well, the only way to tell for sure if this is the actual murder weapon is to find the bullet and the casing.

Alexx Woods:
Then start looking. 'Cause we've got a through and through.

Alexx Woods:
Timmy said you found the body hauler.

Eric Delko:
Yeah. Genius was trying to leave town in the company van.

Alexx Woods:
Did he still have the body?

Eric Delko:
[holding up a stack of $100 bills] No, but had this. He said that, uh, some guy flagged him down right after he left the rest stop and said he would pay for the body.

Alexx Woods:
Hauler *sold* that girl's body? Well, Eric, if the body's out there, why are we in here?

Eric Delko:
Well, my guy at the Fed told me that with new bills, it's very probable that only six sets of hands have touched them. So, ninhydrin will find them. The Bureau of Engraving is entirely mechanized. So, that leaves the Fed, the bank teller,

Alexx Woods:
And the little creep who sold the body.

Eric Delko:
And the bigger creep who paid for it.

[Ryan has picked up a piece of evidence without wearing gloves]

Calleigh Duquesne:
You are one of the most meticulous people I have ever worked with. What are you doing?

Ryan Wolfe:
What are you talking about, what am I doing? I made a mistake.

Calleigh Duquesne:
You don't make mistakes. You certainly don't make mistakes like that.

[Greg Tanner has just found out Russell Brooks is responsible for his new bride's murder]

Greg Tanner:
You did this? YOU killed Susan?

Russell Brooks:
It wasn't supposed to go down like that.

Greg Tanner:
You SHOT her!

Russell Brooks:
The bullet was meant for Kelly.

Greg Tanner:
Why?

Russell Brooks:
You told me to...

Greg Tanner:
[cuts Russell off, angrily] No, I told you to talk to her.

Russell Brooks:
[continues] -She was blackmailing you. You told me to deal with it, so I dealt with it...

[Greg angrily lunges at Russell, but is restrained by 2 police officers]

Greg Tanner:
[shouting] You killed the only woman I ever loved!

Lieutenant Horatio Caine:
Gentlemen, take him out!

[the officers continue to restrain Greg as Russell is handcuffed by other officers and marched away to a cell]

Calleigh Duquesne:
[noticing a GSR stain on Tripp's pants] Did you fire your weapon today?

Sgt. Frank Tripp:
No. Why?

Calleigh Duquesne:
You're glowing.

Horatio to Clavo Cruz :
We NEVER close.