Megan: You miss it, don't you? Being on the front lines.
Horatio: The simple answer is no.
Megan: I saw you out there. Why leave something you're good at?
Horatio: You ever bet on a horse race?
Megan: Life's enough of a gamble.
Horatio: Some horses run better in a harness--and the science is my discipline.

NTSB guy: Oh, I've heard of you, you're the, uh, Bullet Girl, right?
Calleigh: And what does that make you, Airplane Boy?

Old Guy (Mr. Reins): Betty and I had a very healthy sexual relationship. She was not afraid to try new things.
Calleigh: ...Back to the question, Mr. Reins.

Paul Tomassi: [Watching Delko smash expensive tile.] Do you have any idea how much one of those costs?
Horatio: About half as much as two.

Quentin Haid: The club was grandfathered in--built pre-code.
Horatio Caine: Yeah, I bet you those chained exit doors were grandfathered in, too, huh?
Quentin Haid: What'd you expect me to do? People were sneaking in.
Horatio Caine: And dying to get out.

Reporter Enrique Rayas: You're the investigator in the dispo case that resulted in two tragic deaths. You mind if I ask you a few questions for our viewers?
Tripp: Yeah.

Sniper: Don't you wanna know why?
Horatio: You just killed four innocent people. You're evil. You enjoy death. I hope you enjoy your own.

Speed: But didn't we already do that with the print in the glove?
Horatio: Yes, we did. But like my old man says: "You don't have a backup, you don't have a plan."
Speed: Smart guy.

Speed: Crisis averted.
Horatio: Tell that to his widow.

Speed: Got some porn here...
Eric: Get out of here. A girl that hot? Guy had to be a Viagra case.
Speed: So the suspect is probably over forty.

Speed: Hey, Megan, did you miss me?
Eric: She actually forgot your name.

Speed: Okay, so we learned the black box is actually orange.

Speed: One man's family album is another man's porn.

Speed: One minute, you're running the world, and the next, you're in a six-by-six.
Season 2

Speed: Sir, can you read the yellow tape there? It says 'Crime Scene.'
Ted: Hey, I got a permit to be here.
Speed: Ohhhhh, you've got a permit!
Ted: Yeah, that's right. From Parks and Rec.
Speed: [Getting out cellphone] Well, I'm going to let you tell that to the parents of the girl who got murdered here last night.
Ted: Woah, wait a minute--
Speed: I'm going to let you tell them that we can't process this crime scene because you have a permit for a party.
Ted: You misunderstood me.
Speed: Then I'm going to arrest your cheap, tequila-pushing ass, and have you spend the night in lockup, with all the drunk-and-disorderlies, and you can smell the vomit of the fraternity boys.
Ted: You know what, man, maybe I should just ah, wait, until you're finished.
Speed: That's a capital idea, Ted.
[Eric and Calleigh at hotel; Eric has just pulled out a victim]