CSI: NY quotes
0 total quotes[Lindsay walks into Mac's office with a bottle of hydrogen sulfide on a tray]
Mac Taylor: Hydrogen sulfide?
Lindsay Monroe: I borrowed it from the trace lab. Stuff stinks. That rotten egg smell. It's absolutely awful.
Mac: Yes, I'm aware of that. Why is it in my office?
Lindsay: For science
Mac Taylor: Hydrogen sulfide?
Lindsay Monroe: I borrowed it from the trace lab. Stuff stinks. That rotten egg smell. It's absolutely awful.
Mac: Yes, I'm aware of that. Why is it in my office?
Lindsay: For science
[Lindsay walks into the crime scene dressed in formal wear. Mac is already there in formal wear, having been to the mayor's party]
Danny Messer: Well, hello, Miss Monroe. You clean up nice. Were you at the mayor's party also?
Lindsay Monroe: I was at the opera.
Danny: I am hanging out with all the wrong people.
Danny Messer: Well, hello, Miss Monroe. You clean up nice. Were you at the mayor's party also?
Lindsay Monroe: I was at the opera.
Danny: I am hanging out with all the wrong people.
[Locksmith made a tiny hole on the wall]
Locksmith: Can you see me?
Danny: Yeah, you're beautiful. Now get me out.
Locksmith: Can you see me?
Danny: Yeah, you're beautiful. Now get me out.
[Mac finds a homemade gun]
Don Flack: And you have no idea how it got like that, right?
Mike Adams: It's a mystery to me, man.
Flack: Join the club.
Don Flack: And you have no idea how it got like that, right?
Mike Adams: It's a mystery to me, man.
Flack: Join the club.
[Marty & Danny talk about Time of Death]
Marty: Let's get a more precise TOD.
Danny: You're not serious.
Marty: There's gotta be a bathroom there, right?
Danny: Yeah.
Marty: Then be a good Boy Scout and go find a thermometer.
[Danny goes to the bathroom]
Danny: It's your lucky day, Doc.
Marty: Nice. Now plant it in the end zone, and put some points on the board.
[Danny doesn't say anything]
Marty: Messer? Is it in?
Danny: Gimme a sec. Rigor's setting in.
Marty: Welcome to my world.
Marty: Let's get a more precise TOD.
Danny: You're not serious.
Marty: There's gotta be a bathroom there, right?
Danny: Yeah.
Marty: Then be a good Boy Scout and go find a thermometer.
[Danny goes to the bathroom]
Danny: It's your lucky day, Doc.
Marty: Nice. Now plant it in the end zone, and put some points on the board.
[Danny doesn't say anything]
Marty: Messer? Is it in?
Danny: Gimme a sec. Rigor's setting in.
Marty: Welcome to my world.
[On their way to the crime scene.]
Lindsay Monroe: It's quite a shindig.
Don Flack: Sunday block parties. Springtime in New York City.
Lindsay: Right in the middle of the street, huh?
Flack: Where do they have them in Montana?
Lindsay: Wyoming.
Lindsay Monroe: It's quite a shindig.
Don Flack: Sunday block parties. Springtime in New York City.
Lindsay: Right in the middle of the street, huh?
Flack: Where do they have them in Montana?
Lindsay: Wyoming.
[Stella's waiting in autopsy, and Sid wheels out the body]
Sid: Uh, sorry for the delay. QT and I were busy necking.
Stella: Come again?
Sid: Necking.
[Stella looks confused]
Sid: Looking at his neck.
Stella: Oh.
Sid: You don't think I'd kiss a corpse, do you?
Stella: Oh, no, no.
Sid: That's disgusting.
Stella: I agree.
Sid: As long as we've got that straight.
Stella: So, Sid,...cause of death?
Sid: Uh, sorry for the delay. QT and I were busy necking.
Stella: Come again?
Sid: Necking.
[Stella looks confused]
Sid: Looking at his neck.
Stella: Oh.
Sid: You don't think I'd kiss a corpse, do you?
Stella: Oh, no, no.
Sid: That's disgusting.
Stella: I agree.
Sid: As long as we've got that straight.
Stella: So, Sid,...cause of death?
[Talking about the shark tooth]
Mac: This tooth came right from the shark's mouth. So, the person who owned it caught the fish or knew the person who did.
Lindsay: That could be in Australia for all we know.
Adam: Hmm. My friend Grateloupia turuturu would beg to differ.
Mac: Brown algae?
Mac: This tooth came right from the shark's mouth. So, the person who owned it caught the fish or knew the person who did.
Lindsay: That could be in Australia for all we know.
Adam: Hmm. My friend Grateloupia turuturu would beg to differ.
Mac: Brown algae?
[to Darius in holding cell]
Mac: Me? I don't pity you, Darius. There's lots of people with worse stories than yours and they never hurt anyone. You killed twelve people in two states over the last seventy-two hours, and you want me to feel sorry for you because your daddy didn't kiss you when you were a baby? You asked for my help. I did help you. You're where you belong. [pauses] Rot in hell, you son of a bitch.
Mac: Me? I don't pity you, Darius. There's lots of people with worse stories than yours and they never hurt anyone. You killed twelve people in two states over the last seventy-two hours, and you want me to feel sorry for you because your daddy didn't kiss you when you were a baby? You asked for my help. I did help you. You're where you belong. [pauses] Rot in hell, you son of a bitch.
[Watching Mac reading to a little child in his office]
Lindsay: Under the heading, "Things I Never Thought I'd See."
Lindsay: Under the heading, "Things I Never Thought I'd See."