Danny: Criminals are like animals. They leave tracks, we follow them.

Danny: Exotic cuisine. I'm talking about this thing that's going on at the Grand View Region this week. Black-tie affair and with the super-rich get together and they eat crazy stuff. I saw an ad for it yesterday.
Hawkes: Well that would explain the bow-tie, fancy-dress by the bed.
Danny: What do you think? You hungry?
Hawkes: Let's go.

Danny: Get that to Jane Parsons in DNA.
Aiden: Okay
Danny: [cracks whip] NOW!

Danny: Good morning, dear.
Stella: Do I have a tail back there?
Danny: Sorry. Good morning, Stella.
Stella: Better.

Danny: Growing up all I wanted to do was play ball. That's all I could think about when I was a kid. One day starting in the majors. Crazy thing, I was actually making it happen. I was playing really well in the minors. Then one game everything changed. Whole day this pitcher is trying to shut me down throwing me inside, throwing me inside. And bottom of the eighth, he finally catches me, right in the head. So I figure I'm gonna put one in his head now. Before I could even get to the mound, the benches clear and I'm caught in a pile-up. Shattered my wrist. Baseball was over and I was having one of those, ya know, 'what now?' moments. But uhh, I guess back then, things were a little easier. All I had to do was change my career.

Danny: Hair from the... kinkapoodle? What is it?

Danny: He's definitely in some kind of trouble.
Stella: Maybe you should cut him some slack. He is your brother.
Danny: If it's not trouble, he's probably looking for a handout.

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: Hey, crimestopper. Run to Ray's, grab me a slice, extra pepperoni, right? Bring it back. Just fold it up, slide it right through the hole.
Flack: That's no way to treat good pizza, Messer.

Danny: How you doing, Pavel?
Pavel Danshov: (As he is being pinned against his car and handcuffed) Not so good. Looks like I got another parking ticket.
Flack: I think that's gonna be the least of your problems.

Danny: How's it going with the gypsy cab driver? Did you bring him back to life so he can just tells us who killed him?
Hawkes: I haven't attended that seminar yet.

Danny: How's Lucy?
Lindsay: She's great. Her first visit to the lab is a big hit.
Danny: (looking across the hall to where Lucy is surrounded by admirers) What, uh...what's Blake doing right now?
Lindsay: Oh, he's so good with babies. She adores him.
Danny: No, she doesn't adore him. The only man in her life is me. (going over To Blake) Hey, buddy! Don't you have some DNA to look at?
Adam: (as Lindsay chuckles) Watch out, Blake, here comes daddy!

Danny: I don't know how these guys work down here.
Mac: The same way we're going to. Rock by rock.

Danny: I don't need a boss. I need a friend.

Danny: I'm coming to the rescue, 'cause it looks like you have wrinkles all over your forehead...
Lindsay: It's not a wrinkle. It's a frown.