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Lindsay: Because rape isn't about sex, it's about control?

Lindsay: Can you imagine what Mr. Seville must be going through? I don't know what I would do if anyone ever took Lucy. I would give my right arm to have her back.
Jo: As endearing as that sounds, please, let's just have one severed appendage at a time.

Lindsay: Danny talks about her a lot. Aiden. They were close. I wish I could have met her.
Stella: (smiling) You would have liked her.

Lindsay: Dante Gunther and Liza Carpenter have to be connected somehow.
Hawkes: They both died of radioactive thallium poisoning at around the same time. Other than that, I still do not see a connection.
Lindsay: What if they just randomly crossed paths?
Hawkes: Few seconds at a public place, unaware of each other, not knowing that they came into contact with something contaminated? If that's true, how many more people out there have no idea how sick they are?

Lindsay: Do you think Danny calls me Montana because I'm a 49ers fan?
Sid Hammerback: He calls you that because he's got a crush on you.

Lindsay: Hey, Sid, have you ever seen someone punch herself in the face?
Sid: Uh, no. Are you going to punch yourself in the face?

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: How does a worm from Brazil end up in a bathtub in Brooklyn?
Mac: Worms are like humans. You wanna know exactly where they came from, you can sequence their DNA.
Lindsay: We are talking wormtopsy.

Lindsay: I dreamt that I woke up and you were gone. You left a note.
Danny: Where would I go? This is my place.
Lindsay: (giggling) I was hoping for a better answer.
Danny: Just kidding. I'm glad this happened. (kisses her forehead)
Lindsay: Me, too. (kisses his chest)

Lindsay: I know I owe you an explaination. I can't tell you what's going on, not because I don't want to. Because I'm not sure I know myself.
Stella: You said you were the only one?
Lindsay: I survived a crime... a very uh, a terrible crime. Friends of mine were killed... (very sad) I could use a friend here, Stell.
Stella: You got one, kiddo.

Lindsay: I'm sorry.
Danny: What are you sorry about?
Lindsay: You're not supposed to be here. You took my shift.

Lindsay: It's pink ivory. It's one of the three rarest varieties on the planet. It's grown almost entirely in Southern Africa and it's the sovereign tree of the Zulu Nation.
Mac: Should I put a BOLO out on the Zulu royal family?

Lindsay: Mac, are those flowers on your desk also from 'nobody'?
Mac: (Chuckles) Lindsay, go.

Lindsay: Now don't get too comfortable in that chair.
Danny: Well, it's been a month and I haven't felt a thing. Nothing, no movement, no tingling. Nothing.
Lindsay: Danny, you gotta be patient.
Danny: We gotta start thinking that this might be the way it is, is what we gotta do.
Lindsay: Doctor said there's no permanent damage to your spine. Inflammation from the gunshot wound is causing temporary paralysis.
Danny: Yeah, but how do you forget the words like 'more than likely, best case scenario, 60% chance of recovery'? How do you do that?
Lindsay: Well, for one, I'm an optimist. For another if you don't recover, I'm going to kick your butt.

Lindsay: So, Flack, how many numbers did you get?
Don Flack: I don't like where you're going with this, Monroe.
Lindsay: How many?
Flack: Three.
Stella: Everybody loves a hero.