Good to put a face with the name. You don't look like a history nerd.
Neither do you. I mean the nerd part. Not that you are a nerd or that there's anything wrong with being a nerd.
CSI: Crime Scene Investigation · Season 12
Good to put a face with the name. You don't look like a history nerd.
Neither do you. I mean the nerd part. Not that you are a nerd or that there's anything wrong with being a nerd.
There are no more under-the-table deals, no more going rogue, no more personal vendettas, no more L.A.
Now, what does this have to do with L.A.? I wouldn't change anything about what I did there.
I would! I'm not in charge anymore, because this is our problem. We lead with our hearts instead of our heads and then we justify it after the fact.
Why you so pissed off?
I got demoted, Nick! I got demoted!
I'd blame Leslie. It wasn't like she hit your truck by accident. That's just the beginning of the damage she did to you and your family. There are no accidents, right? A woman scorned parks outside her ex-lover's house night after night, thinking about how to destroy him. What does she see? A pеdоphіlе lusting after a little girl and a father fighting for his son. Three strangers who all want something. They just need to meet.
I did everything I could to get Lonny clean, and it was working. Then he met Cal, and I was losing him again. She swore it was just going to be Cal. She lied. Once I stepped into that house, I had no choice. You know what it's like to lose your kid to drugs? To wish the world for 'em and see that world come crashing down around 'em?
I do, actually. I do. But it still doesn't justify killing a whole family.
I know why Ecklie brought you in. Clearly, as a supervisor, I was too close to my team. I allowed one of them to walk into a house with a serial killer.
Right. What are you saying?
I'm saying that you can't let Sara walk through that same door. You are the supervisor now. You've gotta protect the team.
D.B. (to Oscar): So, this is a bullet-proof suit. Guess it comes with a lifetime guarantee?
Yeah. You get shot and they fix it for free.
Morgan (to Nick): What do you gotta do to pull the primo cases?
Well, if you ask me, they're all primo. And hey, look at the bright side, you get to work with me.
That's the bright side?
(laughs) Oh...
I'm not saying I don't like Vegas. I'm just saying L.A. clearly owns it in a number of key categories. Vegas has no heart, no history...
No history?
No taxes ought to quiet your complaint.
No ocean.
All right, Morgan, I'll give you the ocean.
And the weather and the Lakers. And the ability to walk down the street without being handed full-frontal business cards.
Okay, but if you think L.A. beats Vegas at night, you need professional help.
Oh! You offering your services?
(to Catherine about how his wife was his first and only love and experience): Yeah, somethings are simple like that.
What color is the horse? (nobody answers) Really? No, it's a famous story. A traffic accident near a ranch, right? Several cars and a horse are involved. The horse is severely injured and the officer at the scene wants to put him out of his misery with his .357. Unfortunately, the bullet ricochets off the horse's skull and hits an officer standing nearby. Kills him dead as a doornail. And when this is all reported to the chief, the only question he asks, "What color's the horse?" There were seasoned investigators all over that scene for hours, taking notes, gathering evidence, but nobody noted the color of the horse.
If you miss one small detail, then who knows what else you've missed. 'Cause you never know what's important.
Cool story, huh?
That is a good story.
Messy stabbing, messy scene, clean getaway. Like the killer just vanished.
Bloody Mary.
Well, yeah, there's an empty bottle of vodka on the bed.
No, not the drink, the ghost. You stand in front of a mirror, lights out, you say your name three times and she bursts through the glass and kills you.
Are we at a crime scene or a 7th grade sleepover?
D.B. (to Greg): Hey, how did swab-a-palooza go?
Uh, 200 party guests, all swabbed, printed and checked for spatter. All clean.
Well, maybe you'll have more luck at your next case. I want you to restock your kit and go meet Morgan at the park motel. (Greg walks away smiling) It's a scene, not a date, you wacky kid.
I tell my daughter every morning; if he wears a badge he's wrong for you.
And what if your wife's father had said the same thing?
Actually, he did.
Like a CB Radio on steroids.
What's a CB Radio?
[glares]
Gotcha!
Find anything
Afraid not..
OK
no, no, no... a frayed knot.. a piece of string tied into a knot hung in the magazine and well... it was frayed.
Those are the stolen supplies you're talking about?
That's the problem we are here to fix
How many are we talking about? Give me a number.
144
144 of these!! That's not a problem, that's a war zone.
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