Just hedging my bets.
How so?
Well, I need field experience, but before I get that, I need to find a replacement. So far, I'm oh-for-one. Plus, she's hot and thinks you're a tool, so I'm way ahead.
“Harvest” · Season 5, Episode 3
In this episode: Gil Grissom (6), Greg Sanders (4), Warrick Brown (4), Catherine Willows (3), Nick Stokes (3), Jim Brass (3), Sara Sidle (2), Al Robbins (2)
Childhood keeps getting shorter and shorter... you know why that is?
Catherine (sobbing): I actually don't know!
Listen... I'm, uh... I'm sick. You know, I got this-this, this illness, which... look. I don't want to go back to prison. That's why I'm being so compliant. Now, yo, I don't work near no little kids. I stay a hundred yards from the school grounds. Man, I don't even go to the park.
It's not a disease. It's a compulsion.
I stay away from youth organizations, after-school programs, churches...
We found a pair of boy's underwear in your bedroom. Explain that.
I look at the photos. I look at the photos and I have the briefs for, um... release.
So you fantasize, and eventually, the fantasy's not enough and you relapse.
Hey, they're mine. I bought the underwear!
Well, if that's true, then you were in a store where little children were shopping with their mothers.
And what would you have me do, huh, man? What?! I mean, I even thought about chemical castration.
Medroxyprogesterone is inconclusive. It renders the subject incapable of erection, but it doesn't remove the drive. You would still be capable of sexual assault using other objects.
Listen... um, I haven't done anything, uh, illegal, so you can't hold me in here forever. Oh, is that killing look in your eyes a compulsion, Mr. Grissom?
Warrick (looking at the map of registered sex offenders): Phew! That's a lot of perverts.
Get out of jail, come to Vegas.
Nick. You failed your firearm qualifications. You can't be here.
Oh yeah, well, I'm takin' it again, day after tomorrow. So I figured I could work.
Not in the field.
You're serious?
You're in violation just carrying a weapon.
This counts as field work, you know.
Oh, I'm smiling on the inside.
Dirty laundry or garbage? (before Greg can answer) You know what? You take garbage.
Thanks.
Catherine (to Lindsey): Mouthing off to teachers, slipping grades, and now hitchhiking. I mean what's next Lindsey?
Lindsey (muttering): Stripping.
What did you just say? Okay, no phone, no friends, no nothing.
LLindsey
For how long?
A month.
LLindsey
Whatever.
Hey, you want to make it two?
LLindsey
Dad always said you were a drama queen.
Well, what do you expect, Lindsey, since he was always high.
LLindsey
I'd take Dad high over you any day! Nana's coming to pick me up. I'll be out front.
Have you been to bed?
Yes.
Did you sleep? (pauses) Me neither. She was the same age as Lindsey. She was trying to hitchhike.
Where was she going?
Fremont Street.
Was she buying drugs?
No! She's twelve. She's... just so angry. She doesn't talk to me.
Well, if enough people knew what was out there hunting them, they'd never leave their house. I think you need to sit her down.
Well, I don't want to scare her. I don't want my daughter to be this... frightened, paranoid kid who's always looking over her shoulder.
Catherine, there's a big difference between scaring her and preparing her. And all the reasons why you should are in that room. (Catherine contemplates this)
Daniel (to Grissom): I didn't realize until... today... how lucky I am. I know pretty much... how and when I'm gonna die. Most people don't. It's what they're afraid of.
Was your sister afraid?
DDaniel
Never. I'm 11 years older than her, and she took care of me. She was my best friend, and I miss her. As much pain as...I caused her... and she wouldn't give up, and she...she wouldn't let me, either. That's why...during the last relapse, I made my parents swear that it was the very last time.
But then your kidneys failed, and they broke their word, huh?
DDaniel
They told me they... swore not to fight the cancer, so this didn't count. I wasn't gonna lose this fight. I couldn't watch her suffer anymore.
This wasn't a mercy killing, Daniel. This was an execution. Bone marrow, transfusions...that's her blood in your veins. It dripped out of your nose onto the blanket while you were killing her. If you cared so much for Alicia, why didn't you take your own life instead of hers?
DDaniel
Suicide isn't an option. It's an unforgivable sin in the eyes of God.
Grissom: But you believe that your god forgives murder? If that's your defense, it won't keep you out of jail.
Daniel (crying): But my death will. See, I've got about six more months. I'll be dead before there's even a trial. I-I do want to thank you, though.
For what?
DDaniel
For speaking for Alicia. You're probably the first person in her life to think only of her. You know, you may not believe in God, sir, but you do his work.
Greg (to Mia): So would you like to grab a bite later? I know a diner down the street that serves a mean liver and onions.
I don't eat out.
Never ever?
I don't like expectorant.
Really?
Kitchen staff talk while they prepare your food and then the wait staff repeats your order over the plate, and by the time you get your meal, there are several DNA samples coating it.
Wow.
Yeah. No, thank you. I don't eat birthday cake either.
Oh, blowing out the candles.
Ugh. Don't get me started.
Mia Dickerson, Warrick Brown.
Welcome.
Look, I already know you have a running bet with another CSI over how long the new hire lasts, so let's skip it. You got something for DNA?
Warrick (to Nick): How'd you shoot, man?
Rusty. They say I have a flinch.
You and I need to go practice some, huh?
Yeah, when do we have time to do that? If we're not processing a scene or working evidence, we're in court.
Well, when they take your piece, you'll make time.
Did you injure yourself, Mrs. Perez? (Mrs. Perez looks down at a bloodstain on her shirt)
PMrs. Perez
Oh, a nosebleed.
That's a lot of blood. I'm going to need to take your shirt.
PMr. Perez
Why?
If you like, I can have someone follow you home so that you can change.
PMrs. Perez
You think we had something to do with it? Our daughter is missing. She's out there somewhere alone and scared. What are you doing about that?
I'm just collecting evidence.
PMrs. Perez
Fine. Here! (she removes her shirt and throws it at Grissom) Take it! Go find her!
SCStore Clerk
[to Brass as he carries a box of drinks] Look, dude, I didn't see it.[puts the box down on the side] Chica had a nice, round ass and that's what I was scoping.
What time was that?
SCStore Clerk
About 3:00. She comes in, grabs some candy, looks outside, waves at somebody. The next thing I know, she flips her wig. She's screaming about her sister. I didn't see the girl or a car. Besides, there's a lot of traffic out there.
Was it busy?
SCStore Clerk
Kind of.
How many surveillance cameras do you have in here?
SCStore Clerk
Inside we got five. They're all state-of-the-art. Place gets hit a lot. Outside they're all dummies.
Well, I'm glad to see you're so concerned about your customers after they leave the store.
Grissom (to Doc Robbins): Alicia's cause of death?
Cardiopulmonary arrest.
Time of death?
That's a little trickier. No solids in the stomach contents, just a milky liquid. Liver mortis was fixed and deep purple with a vitreous humor potassium level of 20 millimoles per liter with faint putrefaction. So, I'd say she's been dead about... 44 hours between midnight and 8:00 A.M., the day of her kidnapping.
Which means April Perez was lying about the abduction.
Yep. Story's got more holes than her sister's bones.
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