Nick: "You need to get a girlfriend."



SuperDave: "I'm engaged, but thank you."

Dave: Guys, we got some green fluid here. It's coming from the wound.



Nick: Damn. I think that's blood.

Whoever loosened the nuts, screwed up

Marty Gleason: Holy mackerel. Bitch in a box.
Nick Stokes: Hey, hey, hey.

Marty Gleason: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I get paid by the body.

You know, the biggest fantasy in Vegas is that everything here happens by chance. Nothing here happens by chance. The odds are set before you get offthe plane.

Tell me, am I radiating a green glow?

Grissom: Repeat after me. Silk, silk, silk.
Nick: Silk, silk, silk.
Grissom: What do cows drink?
Nick: Milk.
Grissom: Cows drink water. They produce milk.

Like a Laxative, it works.

Got Ecklie, looking over my shoulder."
"Cover your ass? MY pleasure!

'This party is organized like an invasion plan. "