| CATHERINE: Theaters are like nightclubs. They should always keep the lights off. (�A Night at the Movies�)
MOVIE GOER: If you ask me, anyone who leaves their phone on in a movie deserves to get stabbed in the head. (�A Night at the Movies�) SARA: What do you make of this piece of bamboo? I found it on the roof. NICK: Bag it. SARA: That�s funny. Very funny. (�A Night at the Movies�) GREG: 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer, you swab one down, run it through CODIS, 98 bottles of beer on the wall. NICK: Whatever happened to �take one down, pass it around�? That�s the best part. GREG: You know us lab rats have to do something to get through the day. (�A Night at the Movies�) SARA: What do you think caused these marks? HODGES: Give me more time. I�m not a miracle worker. SARA: Well, that�s obvious, Hodges. If you were a miracle worker, you wouldn�t be rude. HODGES: I wasn�t being rude, I was being curt. Rude would be, �When I know, you�ll know.� Friends? SARA: No. (�A Night at the Movies�) CATHERINE: I don�t have to run any tests. You can�t absorb enough cocaine through your penis to OD. GRISSOM: Cite your source. CATHERINE: I don�t have a source. (�Last Laugh�) CATHERINE: Death by chocolate again? (�Last Laugh�) NICK: You sure you don�t want me to do this? SARA: Are you kidding? I live for this. I mean, Shelley Stark and I are the same height and weight. NICK: Yeah, but you�re taller, thinner� SARA: Oh, butter that toast, Nick. (�Last Laugh�) DAVID: Doc, I�m not quite sure how to proceed. First exhumation. ROBBINS: Well, it�s very simple. You open it up. NICK: Now, if she grabs you, use your free hand and hold her down, okay? (�Last Laugh�) MICHAEL BORELAND: Is this going to take a long time? I have a 4:00 bikini wax that I don�t want to miss. BARTENDER: I got to get my wig redone in like half an hour, so if we� COMEDIAN: I have plenty of time. I have no career. (�Last Laugh�) GREG: You know what I have that you want in the mornings? Apart from my devilish grin and rakish good looks, of course. GRISSOM: I like your coffee. GREG: No, no. You love my coffee. (�Last Laugh�) GRISSOM: How do you shoot yourself in the shoulder with a tranquilizer rifle? ROBBINS: Someone else shot her. GRISSOM: And framed the horse. (�Forever�) SARA: Vanity, thy name is teenage girl. (�Forever�) GREG: Epithelials with two donors. CATHERINE: By who? GREG: Well, the vic and�someone else. CATHERINE: Are you being cagey? GREG: I�m trying to transition out of cagey. (�Forever�) WARRICK: She said her husband was in the garage drinking and just �done fell over�. CATHERINE: Oh, the ever popular DFO. (�Play with Fire�) GREG: Grissom! I�m about to rock your world. (�Play with Fire�) WARRICK: If the getaway driver�s stupid enough to get whacked by his partners, maybe he�s stupid enough to leave something behind. BRASS: This whole neighborhood�s stupid. (�Inside the Box�) GRISSOM: Did you ever wonder how the fortune gets inside the cookie? NICK: I know. SARA: Of course you do. (�Inside the Box�) BRASS: Where�s he going? CATHERINE: Let�s just hope he stops. (�Inside the Box�) GRISSOM: Warrick, hand me those scissors. Nick, give me that apple. NICK: But I didn�t get any lunch. GRISSOM: Give me the apple. You�re not supposed to eat in here. (�Inside the Box�) |