CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, Season 5

Walter Gordon:
You know, I was under the impression that it was against departmental policy to negotiate with terrorists.

Grissom:
Are you a terrorist?

Walter Gordon:
Depends. [Shines flashlight in Grissom's face] Are you terrified?

Grissom:
Look, I really don't want to talk to you. Where is my guy?

Walter Gordon:
Oh, so he's "your guy", huh?

Grissom:
Yes, he is. Where is he buried?

Walter Gordon:
Are you two close?

Grissom:
That's none of your business.

Walter Gordon:
What does "Nick Stokes" mean to you? How do you feel when you see him in that coffin? Does your soul die every time you push that button? How do you feel knowing that there's nothing you can do to get him out of that hell? Helpless? Useless? Impotent?

[Grissom is silent]

Walter Gordon:
Good. Welcome to my world. [Opens jacket, revealing Semtex strapped around him] Uh, if I were you, I'd back up a little.

[Grissom takes a step back]

[Gordon blows himself up]