Mac Taylor quotes from CSI: NY

Mac, who is Reed to you?

Mac

He's Claire's son, Quinn. She gave him up for adoption before we met. When he came looking for his biological mother, he found me, unaware that she had died.

Detective Mac Taylor

[reading a blog] For weeks I've been investigating the cabbie killer murders with a certain morbid fascination.

Detective Stella Bonasera

This is in real time.

Detective Lindsay Monroe

I'll create a GUI interface using Visual Basic... see if I can track an IP address.

Mac

This could have been an accident.

No, it wasn't an accident. I'm not gonna let you pin this murder on me.

Mac

Calm down, Joe. No one's doing that.

You don't think I know what's going on out there? Your friends are out there trying to figure out a way to get in here without killing a lot of innocent people. They don't give a damn about me. 'Cause they think I'm a murderer. And you know what that means? That means they'll put a bullet in me the first chance they get. That's why I'm not leaving here until you prove that I didn't pull that trigger. And if I'm not leaving, nobody's leaving.

Lindsay

(about him getting shot and being okay) Divine intervention?

Mac

God's a scientist, Lindsay.

Lindsay

(about Sid) His condition will get worse if we don't figure this out fast. Radiation can eat through every organ in your body. There's got to be something we can do.

Mac

There is. Let's get back to the lab and try to figure out what took Liza Carpenter's life before it takes his.

It was a free concert in the park by Maroon 5.

Stella

Must've been one hell of a show.

Our vic is Liza Carpenter. A first year Asian Studies major at Triborough College. Stumbled out in front of the crosstown bus as it was leaving the stop.

Mac

The bus didn't kill her. Look where it is in relation to the bus stop. What is that, ten feet?

Yeah, beanbags for crowd control. This place went from a sing-along to a slugfest in about 60 seconds. Come on, you’re not saying that one of our guys is gonna take the heat for this?

Mac

Not saying anything… yet.

Mac

Remember, nobody touches the body without a safety suit on.

Stella

Who are we looking at?

Our vic is Dante Gunther. He's the director of Killer Vacation, and he was set to receive a lifetime achievement award at tonight's horror film festival.

Stella

What is he, 20-something? A little early for lifetime achievement.

Mac

Looks a little late to me. Anyone see what happened.

No, the audience is so far below us, they couldn't see or hear anything. Publicit I spoke to said that Gunther was supposed to intro the film, but he showed up late. Then he started acting weird. He didn't remember his own name. He even started pulling out his own hair. So they finally rolled the picture, brought him up here to this VIP section, and a few minutes after that, he hit the red carpet.

Mac

Anyone make direct contact with him?

Negative. No moviegoers were allowed up here, and he arrived at the screening alone.

Stella

Tell you one thing, that's not the sound of applause we're hearing.

Lindsay

Some kind of preservation technique?

Mac

No, no. It's a process used to repair books after water damage.

Danny

Oh, that could be the link between our vics. The mold I pulled from Liza Carpenter's sandal came back as stachybotrys.

Mac

Black toxic mold.

Danny

Right. Thrives on stagnant water, and is mostly found in water-damaged buildings.

Mac

"The Tibetan Book of the Dead".

Danny

They say reading's fundamental.

Mac

This time it was fatal.

Stella

Not a very precise way of targeting people. Unless the vics were poisoned at random.

Mac

What kind of killer doesn't want to know who his victims are?

Mac

Prussian blue?

Hawkes

Yeah. It's his second dose. It speeds up the removal of thallium from the body, but he's too sick to swallow it, so they had to insert a feeding tube.

Mac

Is it working?

Hawkes

Only time will tell.

…conditions such as these in a public facility are indefensible and reprehensible. That's why I'm filing a wrongful death lawsuit against the City of New York and the New York City Library, both complicit in the radiation deaths of the my clients, (holds up pictures of Liza Carpenter and Dante Gunther) Liza Carpenter, Dante Gunther…

Hawkes

Those are our two victims, Mac.

(holds up a picture of Molly Paulson) …and Molly Paulson.

Mac

Who's Molly Paulson?

She was my wife for 11 years. I still can't believe she's gone.

Mac

When did she pass away?

Two months ago.

Mac

Why do you think she was poisoned by radiation?

She was a librarian at the New York City Library.

Mac

Well, Mr. Paulson, the main branch of the library is expansive. The odds of Molly coming in contact with one book in the Special Collections section? Because that is where she worked, you know.

For the last five years.

Mac

May I ask, what were you told was her cause of death?

Our family doctor said lupus is what killed her. And all I can say is, the minute I saw the news and heard about the-the rash and the hair loss, I knew it had to be thallium poisoning.

Mac

Even if the symptoms are also consistent with lupus?

She was in remission a week before she died. It all happened so fast, but now it all makes sense. You know, Molly and I used to took an art class on the weekends together. I painted that picture of her.

Mac

But if thallium jet kill your wife, that means it was murder, and the only way I can confirm that is to have her body exhumed.

You do what you have to do. But mark my words; somebody's gonna pay.

Mac

Mr. Paulson, I'm sorry for your loss.

Homeland Security is talking to all the women passengers again. Let me ask you this, if one of them had sex with our vic, why kill a man over this?

Mac

Some black widow spiders are known for eating the male after they mate.

Well at least they go out with a smile on their face.

Detective Mac Taylor

What about the waste tank? The weapon could have been flushed.

Adam Ross

Uh... oh, you want me to process the toilets?

Detective Mac Taylor

You asked for more field work, Adam. [Pats Adam on the shoulder] Get to it.

Adam Ross

Uh... oh... I hate poop.