Nick: [after Greg opens a cupboard and pulls out a book] "I thought that's where you kept your porn."

Greg: "I move it around."

Grissom: Question. You come home, see your husband lying in the driveway, what do you do?
Greg: ...Is that a trick question?

Greg Sanders: (Speechless)

Sara Sidle: You know, that technically makes you a cannibal.

Greg Sanders: -(Glares

Sara Sidle: Grissom would be proud.

Greg Sanders: Grissom would have tasted... more

99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer, take one down, run it through CODIS, 98 bottles of beer on the wall

Greg Sanders: I'm like a sponge- I absorb stuff.
Gil Grissom: That's my line.
Greg Sanders: I know. I absorbed it.

Gil Grissom: Where's your enthusiasm?
Greg Sanders: Whenever I find a match in here, my world gets a little smaller. Out there I felt large.

Gil Grissom: Out there means a pay cut.

Greg... more

GRISSOM: You okay?

GREG: Hell no, I'm not okay. Who the hell's shooting at us?

urine a lot of trouble :)

Greg: I am the man!
Warrick: Why, what'd you do? Let me guess--you ran a DNA profile on the blood from the dead guy's knuckles and got a match.
Greg: No.
Grissom: You ran a DNA profile and... more

Greg Sanders: My name is Paul and this is between y'all.