This is crap! I've been waiting on IAB for fourteen hours. I'm tired and I kind of smell, and I don't have a freaking car.

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 don't have a career without a job.

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.

Hey ... treating another human being like garbage is not a job. It's a choice.

Like a Laxative, it works.

If you find yourself in a hole the best thing to do is stop digging.

Grissom: It's a Bat gate, keeps people out and lets bats in."

Nick: "Who puts the gates in?"

Grissom: "BAT MAN."