Grissom: You're hot.
Chandra Moore: I-I'm sorry?
Grissom: You're emanating heat. This is a new infrared camera. It's good for looking at evidence in the dark. Did you get her blood yet?
Brass: Hey, Gil. Wait. You've got something stuck to your shoe. Oh, no, it's just Sanders.
Catherine: Roll up your sleeve, make a muscle.
Catherine: Oh. Now, how much time and effort went into this? I'm gonna guess five days a week a the gym, low carb, low fat, slow burn, and for what, Nicky? For what?
Nick: That's a good point, but it's not the same thing.
Catherine: No. It's nice, though.
Nick: Well, thanks, I'm not even flexing it yet either.
Catherine: Really? But it's rock hard.
David Phillips: Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt ... barge in. I ... normally would've knocked, but the door isn't ...
Nick: No, no, it's all right, Super Dave.
Grissom: Beauty is truth, truth, beauty. That is all you know on earth and all you need to know -- except cause of death.
Catherine: Why are you talking to yourself?
Grissom: I'm trying a new technique.
Catherine: Is it working?
Grissom: I have no idea.
Greg: I don't mean to pry, but you want to talk about what happened with you and Ecklie?
Sara: Not really.
Greg: I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm a good listener.
Sara: I blew up at Ecklie. It was very unprofessional. And very satisfying, and now I'm moving on. Thanks for asking.
Warrick: Who do you like?
Catherine: Uh, Charlotte. My mom grew up in North Carolina.
Warrick: All right, I'll give you Charlotte plus two.
Catherine: What do I get if I win?
Warrick: How about a fabulous dinner?
Catherine: I'll take your action.
Warrick: All right.
Catherine: My team loses, but I still win that bet.
Warrick: Well ...
