Lady Heather: Unfortunately the language we speak in here doesn't necessarily translate to the world out there.
Gil Grissom: No, in here, the submissive has the power... all he has to do is say the safety workand everything stops.
Lady Heather: Very good, Mr. Grissom.
Gil Grissom: I'm just repeating what I've heard.
Lady Heather: You're a good listener.
Gil Grissom: Part of the job.
Lady Heather: So, this is work?
Gil Grissom: Yes, but I value your insight.
Lady Heather: I'm flattered... but you already seem to know the answers to your questions. You keep me in proximity when I walk away
[she moves closer to him]
Lady Heather: when I'm close you watch my lips. Are you losing your hearing?
Gil Grissom: I'm losing my balance.
Lady Heather: Your sense of self?
Gil Grissom: No, I know who I am.
Lady Heather: Do you?
Gil Grissom: Yes... I do.
[he touches one side of her cheek with one hand then the other with his other hand]
Gil Grissom: You can always say "stop".
Lady Heather: So can you.