I've been asking you to take me to the opera for I... I... I don't even know how long, and now you're telling me that... (She finds two opera tickets in the cotton swabs container) Nicely done.
(Over TV set) Good morning, everyone. 68 degrees at 7:30am on this partly cloudy Sunday. The date is September 11, 2011, marking the tenth anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. Flags will fly at half-mast and a moment of silence will be observed at 8:46am as we pay tribute to the victims and the fallen heroes of that tragic day. We will never forget.
How often you keep the place open after 4:00 a.m.? [Witness hesitant to answer] Mr. Lannigan, I thought this might go without saying but I'm more interested in the body lying in front of your bar than what was going on inside.
No, I'm helping to develop new techniques in extracting DNA because 1,121 victims still remain unidentified. Those families don't have closure, and... I know what that feels like
(Imitating Jo) Well, uh, I'm just... so sorry, sir, you're just not the man who replaces Mac Taylor at the head of this crime lab. Yeah, not with that pocket protector and those silly Pee Wee Herman-looking glasses.
(Imitating Jo) Well, that's probably because he's just got to make believe that Mac Taylor's never coming back. He doesn't even know the difference between a GCMS and a scanning electron microscope. Well, I'll tell you what, sweet thing, okay? I'm gonna introduce you to a bunch of people that you're never gonna be supervising...
