(Brass and Catherine walk up to Lady Heather's house and knock on the door.)

Lady Heather: "This isn't a good time."

Brass: "We have a warrant to search your house. And you... more

Grissom to Brass: They're fire ants, Brass. Keep everyone away from the colony. They're evidence.

Brass: Reconsider. Bring bug spray.

Grissom: No bug spray!

Lady Heather: I could help you.

Brass: You know, I'd like that. I'd like to feel more secure in my role as a homicide detective.

I'll be here all week.

Brass: What movie?

Guy: It was Arma-get-it-on.

Brass: You mean Armageddon?

Guy: No, it was Arma-get-it-on.

Grissom: Dry mouth. Diaphoresis. Red eyes, dilated pupils.

Connor: Huh?

Brass: It means you're high.

Hey, this is Vegas baby.

(A friend of the dead Sherlock Holmes look alike.)
Brass:"I think you had better drop the accent!"
The friend:"I can't I'm english!"
Brass:"Oh."

Ring any bells? Rub a dub dub dead man in the tub.

Suspect: Look, I didn't steal that car, aiight?

Brass: Aiight!