Lindsay Monroe quotes from CSI: NY

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes

So the killer got Fiona.

Detective Lindsay Monroe

And her little dog too.

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.

Demon and I had an interesting relationship. Rivals from afar, I guess you'd say. I heard what happened to him.

Lindsay

He was wearing a suit just like yours when he died. Do you have any idea where he got it?

Word got out he broke a 100 miles per hour. So I sent him a suit, along with some ceramic bearings.

Danny

It's awfully nice of you to send a gift to someone who just broke your speed record.

My record's official. His wasn't. But I was curious to see what he could do with some real gear. An even playing field.

Danny

Did you ride Graveyard night before last?

Lindsay

We walked that stretch of road. We found one of your wheels melted. It had accelerant all over it.

Danny

It's the same juice that sent Demon to hell.

All right. I went out there. My sponsors would kill me if they knew I was racing unofficially. But I just wanted to see if I could match Demon's speed on the same course... I got up to about 96. Then I flamed out.

Danny

Anyone out there to see the sparks fly?

No. I didn't want anyone to know I was there.

Lindsay

Why not?

Danny

‘Cause you were nervous that you'd lose your title, right? That prize money and endorsements on the line. You didn't want to get burned by the underdog. So you decided to burn him first and send him a spiked suit.

Look, I don't have a clue who killed Demon. But I can tell you one thing. It wasn't me. You guys think we're just a bunch of street-happy skate punks. But this sport is my life. The last thing I'm gonna do is screw it up by taking someone else's.

Danny

Hey Linds! (walking up to her, with a tray of test vials)

Lindsay

Oh, Danny! They're beautiful! Nothing says you're special like centrifuge tubes filled with DNA samples.

Danny

I'm not gonna live this down, am I?

Lindsay

Forgetting my birthday? Probably not. Where did you get these?

Danny

Adam found more blood samples on the knife. There was a piece of shrapnel hidden inside the handle. You run the blood he found on the hilt?

Lindsay

(turning, a little upset) Yup, came back non-human. Send it to serology for protein analysis.

Danny

Lindsay, come on. Guys, we are not wired for remembering dates, okay? We remember sports stats and then steak sides, that sort of thing, all right?

Lindsay

(sighs and turns back around) Steak sides? You are so busted!

Danny

I'm gonna get some coffee, you want some coffee?

Lindsay

No, thanks.

Danny

How long are you gonna stay mad at me, Linds?

Lindsay

Oh, is that what this is? Me mad at you?

Danny

Is it still about missing your birthday?... Look, I didn't want to go to lunch yesterday. Why do you have to make a big deal out of it?

Lindsay

(bitingly) Do me a favor, Danny, don't reduce me to some shallow clingy girlfriend that's starting to suffocate you, OK? That's not what this is about! Ever since Ruben Sandoval died, I feel like I've lost my best friend. And don't mistake this for jealousy ok, I know what it's like to lose someone you care about, to see them one day and not see them the next and to know you'll never see them again. I would never expect you not to grieve, but clearly you've just decided to do it all on your own... OK, I get it (stands up to leave). My mistake for thinking that you might need somebody to lean on. And you know, for the record, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself because I've fallen in love with you and I have to figure out how to let that go. (leaves the room almost in tears)

Mac

(talks with Lindsay about leaving evidence unattended) You were in the lab with Danny. Inspector Shelby...

Lindsay

Oh, but Danny was right there. I mean, I'm sure that he put it away. (realizing she's caught) Oh, that's a bad excuse. Mac, I... I'm sorry. I know it's my responsibility. I know we're talking about evidence that could convict somebody of murder.

Mac

Lindsay, to tell you the truth, I'm more concerned about you.

Lindsay

I'm okay, Mac.

Mac

(sternly) You put up a good front, but whatever is or is not going on between you and Danny, you cannot let it affect your job.

Lindsay

I should never have gotten involved with somebody I work with. It was stupid, really stupid.

Lindsay

(walks into Mac's office, holding a clear evidence bag with clothing) I think I'm gonna be sick.

Mac

Is that Natalie's dress?

Lindsay

Yep. She kept it in a plastic bag in the back of her closet. We collected semen samples. There were two donors, just like she said.

Mac

Call the DA, get a warrant for Jessie Carver's DNA.

Lindsay

We don't need to. He's already in the system. One of the donors is a guy named Frank Moore aka Wallace Carver.

Mac

He's not Jessie's father.

Lindsay

(goes over to the computer and searches the database) He's a convicted sex offender. He was released four years ago, never registered. He fell off the map.

Mac

And the other donor is Jessie Carver.

Lindsay

Except, he's not Jessie Carver.

Mac

Hank Bedford. 1999: sexual assault, 2001: sexual assault...

Lindsay

Check out the date of birth.

Mac

March 18, 1976.

Lindsay

He's 32 years old, Mac.

Mac

He was posing as a 17-year-old student to prey on high school girls.

Detective Lindsay Monroe

[in Mr. Greg's office] Nice office for a guidance counselor. What exactly are we looking for?

Detective Mac Taylor

Reasons for Mr. Greg's to start drinking.

Detective Lindsay Monroe

[reading the degrees on the wall] Harvard, Princeton, Yale, Dartmouth. This place is a machine for churning out Ivy-League students.

Lindsay

(observes Danny looking at lipstick samples) Need help picking the right shade?

Danny

Ha, ha, ha, that's just it. Unless the make-up counter at Bloomie's is selling mood lipstick, this partial print we got from the vic's mouth seems to have changed color. It started out pink.

Lindsay

And now it's amber.

Danny

Means the efflorescent crystalline residue we're looking at is atropine trace.

Lindsay

Well, that explains the color shift. So which cheerleader wore it?

Danny

And if she had poison on her lips, why isn't she dead too?

Lindsay

Hey.

Danny

(in his apartment) Hey, where are you?

Lindsay

I'm taking a rain walk. It's a Montana thing. You wouldn't understand.

Danny

Yeah, maybe I would. Maybe there's a lot of things that...that I understand now. How about that?

Lindsay

Yeah, like what?

Danny

How sorry I am for pushing you away.

Lindsay

Danny, I tried to give you your space, but I don't know how much longer I can feel alone. It's messing with my work. It's breaking my heart.

Danny

I know, no; I know, I do. I swear to God it won't happen again. 'Cause the truth is...truth is I miss you... I miss you more than I can say even if, uh, I don't know how to say it.

Lindsay

Do you have any idea how hard you are to love?

Danny

(smiling) Why don't you come over here and tell me in person? Please.

Lindsay

(stops walking for a moment) I gotta go...

Lindsay

Any stomach contents?

Sid

Like you wouldn't believe. At least two hotdogs, popcorn, nachos, peanuts, an ice-cream sandwich and almost a full liter of beer.

Danny

I'm surprised he could get out of his seat!

Sid

What's even more surprising is the traces of phentermine I also found in his bloodstream.

Lindsay

Wait, time-out, Scott was taking an appetite suppressant?

Sid

Clearly a failure in this case, but someone still found him lovable! (hands Danny impression/trace cards)

Danny

Lip prints.

Sid

Twelve to be exact. I lifted them from both cheeks, the neck and the forehead. In various shades, from Candy Kitten to Sangria Sunset.

Lindsay

Twelve girls on the cheerleading squad.

(during her interrogation, rhythmically slapping the table) Eat a salad. Eat a salad. That's the chant he started. It was two years ago but I can still feel the humiliation like it was yesterday. My boyfriend was at that game. He dumped me the very next day. And because my fat face was on the big screen, complete strangers would come up to me telling me to eat a salad.

Danny

So you chose to get back at Dugan Scott by killing him?

Crime of passion?

Lindsay

Crime of patience.

I worked my ass off. Literally. I swore I would do whatever it took, gastric bypass, liposuction, plastic surgery, tryout after tryout after tryout until I finally made the squad. Just so I could watch him eat his poison words in front of everyone.

Detective Danny Messer

[finding the victims seats] I'm surprised he didn't kick the bucket from altitude sickness with these seats!

Detective Lindsay Monroe

That or the nachos.

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.

Lindsay

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

Mac

God's a scientist, Lindsay.