Mac Taylor quotes from CSI: NY

A little out of your jurisdiction, aren't ya?

Mac

When you called me, I thought you were in New York.

Sneaky like that. Plus it made it easier to find you.

Mac

Sinclair?

Yeah. He doesn't like to be embarrassed, Mac. So I got the rundown from Detective Brennan. Don't you wanna tell me what this is really about?

Mac

Wanna take a ride?

Long as it's not on the subway.

Mac Taylor. Heard your voice on the phone, I couldn't believe it. Now you're standing here. Look like your old man. Been a long time, Mac.

Mac

Since we were kids.

Yeah. Last I heard you were in New York, married, working for the mayor's office or something.

Mac

I'm a crime-scene investigator.

Phew. Must be something, huh? What's the statute of limitations for us sneaking into Wrigley? What brings you back, Mac?

Mac

Bobby Toole is dead.

That's supposed to be funny? He's been dead for 30 years.

Mac

Yeah. But they found his body today, in the Tribune Building.

We swore we were never gonna talk about this. I haven't told a soul.

Mac

Somebody put his body in the Tribune Building for me to find, the word coward on the wall. Did you do it, Jimmie?

What? What, are you out of your mind, Mac? Huh? Is this some kind of sick joke to you?

Mac

Over a month ago I got a T-shirt stained with blood. I didn't know until today, that's your brother's shirt. Will's blood. The same shirt he was wearing when Bobby Toole beat him to death.

You feeling guilty, Mac?

Mac

I don't regret the choice I made that day.

No, I don't imagine that you do, because you didn't lose a brother. Your family didn't fall apart. You didn't watch your father cry for the first time in your life, watch him crumble to his knees. You didn't spend ten years trying to make it up to your mother and your little brother, lying to little Andy about how Will died. Not you.

Mac

(comes to, tied to a chair with lasers and guns pointed at him)

Mac Taylor. The Mac Taylor. Phew. You know, it's funny, but you don't look like a hero.

Mac

Andy. I don't know what you...

Shh, shh, shh. Whatever you do, don't move. You see that gun? The slightest movement puts a bullet right between your eyes. Of course, freezing is something that comes naturally to you, isn't it, Mac? Something the public doesn't know about its hero cop, but my dead brother knows all too well.

Mac

For God's sakes, Andy, I was just a kid.

Yeah, well, you were old enough. All you had to do was pull the trigger. You know, playing with your crack CSI team, it's been, it's been fun. I gotta tell you, man, that Stella, she's just... She's smart. She never quite trusted me. Can see how she'd be an asset to you. Be a shame to see her die. You see, whoever comes through that door is gonna take a bullet. And I'm sure Stella and company are working on finding out where you are, as we speak.

Mac

Thought I told you to take some time off?

Danny

Oh, yeah, you did. I just don't wanna go home. 'Cause when I go walking down that hallway now, I'm...not gonna hear the kid laughing on the other side of the walls, you know. Crying when he doesn't wanna go to bed. I'm just afraid I'm gonna miss him

Danny

(about Ruben) I saw him. I saw him. He was fine. I saw him. He rode the bike right away from me. I shouldn't have stopped. I shouldn't have stopped. Why did I stop!? I should've made sure the kid got home safe.

Mac

Ruben was a block and a half from your apartment building. There was a man down bleeding. Justin Scott needed your help. You acted on instinct, Danny.

Danny

Oh, man, I wish I hadn't. I wish I hadn't. Oh, I wish I hadn't! He just got his bicycle blessed this morning.

Detective Lindsay Monroe

[finding out about Ruben, referring to Danny] I'm not very good at this kind of thing. What should I say to him?

Detective Mac Taylor

Just tell him that you're not very good at this kind of thing.

Mac

(looking at his face) Where'd you get that bruise?

(almost laughing) Oh, this. Few nights ago. Mad party. Mad.

Danny

Apparently the party's, uh, going on 24/7 in your head.

I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir, because I'm not myself, you see.

Mac Taylor

Yeah, well, whoever you are, you have the right to remain silent.

Mac Taylor

You tested positive.

For what?

Mac Taylor

Murder.

Mac

During the Black Plague, perfumed flowers were stuffed in the pockets of those who perished, to mask the smell of death.

Danny

So that would make this… pocketful of posies, ashes, ashes.

Mac

We all fall down.

Adam

Oh, hey.

Mac

That was a nice move, what is this, Dancing with the Scientist?

Mac

Danny's shift started two hours ago. You heard from him?

Lindsay

He got hit with the flu. He took some cold medicine, knocked him out. He just woke up.

Mac

Seems kind of sudden.

Lindsay

He said he felt it coming on a few days ago.

Mac

Tell him to get better. Make sure you don't catch what he's got.

Sid

(about their burn victim) Face with no name is simply a face. And your victim's helmet preserved his quite well, but it hasn't helped me make an I.D. Yet.

Danny

To think I ever opposed the helmet law.

Sid

Well, not so fast. That skull bucket also contributed to what killed him.

Danny

You mean, it wasn't the fact that he was on fire with a high speed impact with a fire truck?

Sid

Imagine your victim catches fire. A helmet starts to fill up with toxic fumes. He panics, struggling to get it off, which only increases the rate of smoke inhalation. Result was direct toxicity to the cardiac muscle.

Mac

C.O.D. was smoke inhalation.

Sid

And death was near instantaneous.

Danny

What about the stab wounds?

Sid

Turned out to be minor injuries inflicted with a meat thermometer.

Danny

Whoa. Wha'? A meat thermometer? Who stabs somebody with a meat thermometer?

Sid

Cannibal? It's anyone's guess. Severity of charring was significantly greater above his ankles than below...And based on the degree of trauma to the bones, I'd say your human comet's rate of speed was at least 80 mph at the time of impact.

Danny

80?! What was he doing to be moving that fast?

Sid

Now keep in mind that I'm simply a pathologist, but the injuries to this victim, well frankly, they appear consistent....with him re-entering the Earth's atmosphere. Now until you come up with some evidence that says otherwise, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Come on, do you really think I'm going to kill someone over a city contract?

Worth close to five million dollars? Yeah, I do.

Mac

So will a jury.

I've been a dedicated city employee for twelve years. You'd think when I try to branch out a little, start my own company, those years would count for something. You know what? It didn't count for squat. City went with low-bid, like they always do...is that fair?

Mac

A woman lost her life inside that bathroom because of your reckless abandon and your greed. You want to talk about fair? Go talk to her family.

Mac

(from behind a pillar, shouting to Suspect X) Who are you?

(reloading her gun) Anyone you want me to be, detective. Friend. Lover. Fantasy. Nightmare. Take your pick.

Mac

Based on the amount of blood leaving your body from that hole I put in your chest, I'll go with dead.

That's not on the list.

Mac

This is all just a game, isn't it? Tell me, what goes through your mind when you end a life.

Besides playing God?

Mac

You don't have much time. Give me something.

A confession? Pulling the trigger is like taking a deep breath of fresh air. Seeing that last little speck of life in their eyes, then when it fades, I don't know I believe they're going to a better place. (closes her eyes as she dies)

Sid

(after assessing the vic's cause of death) I'm guessing she was held captive for a long time, tortured and possibly drugged. Any theories?

Mac

This woman murdered people for a living. She was highly skilled. She probably trained to endure torture. Whatever her killer was after, she didn't give it up easily.

Sid

Or give it up at all.