CSI: NY quotes
0 total quotesMac: This could have been an accident.
Gunman Joe: No, it wasn't an accident. I'm not gonna let you pin this murder on me.
Mac: Calm down, Joe. No one's doing that.
Gunman Joe: You don't think I know what's going on out there? Your friends are out there trying to figure out a way to get in here without killing a lot of innocent people. They don't give a damn about me. 'Cause they think I'm a murderer. And you know what that means? That means they'll put a bullet in me the first chance they get. That's why I'm not leaving here until you prove that I didn't pull that trigger. And if I'm not leaving, nobody's leaving.
Gunman Joe: No, it wasn't an accident. I'm not gonna let you pin this murder on me.
Mac: Calm down, Joe. No one's doing that.
Gunman Joe: You don't think I know what's going on out there? Your friends are out there trying to figure out a way to get in here without killing a lot of innocent people. They don't give a damn about me. 'Cause they think I'm a murderer. And you know what that means? That means they'll put a bullet in me the first chance they get. That's why I'm not leaving here until you prove that I didn't pull that trigger. And if I'm not leaving, nobody's leaving.
Mac: Thought I told you to take some time off?
Danny: Oh, yeah, you did. I just don't wanna go home. 'Cause when I go walking down that hallway now, I'm...not gonna hear the kid laughing on the other side of the walls, you know. Crying when he doesn't wanna go to bed. I'm just afraid I'm gonna miss him
Danny: Oh, yeah, you did. I just don't wanna go home. 'Cause when I go walking down that hallway now, I'm...not gonna hear the kid laughing on the other side of the walls, you know. Crying when he doesn't wanna go to bed. I'm just afraid I'm gonna miss him
Mac: Today I got a call from the widow of Ben Melvoy.
Stella: The attorney from Jersey.
Mac: They had a toddler and a newborn. They were two weeks away from celebrating their tenth anniversary. Then he gets in the wrong cab.
Stella: My God.
Mac: But you know what hit me the hardest? She couldn't have been sweeter; held it together; didn't even cry. All she asked me to do was stop this killer from hurting somebody else. In spite of all the heartache and bloodshed he's causing, all I could really offer her was an apology. Are we gonna get this guy?
Stella: We have to. We have to.
(Danny calls Lindsay on the phone as she strolls down the street)
Stella: The attorney from Jersey.
Mac: They had a toddler and a newborn. They were two weeks away from celebrating their tenth anniversary. Then he gets in the wrong cab.
Stella: My God.
Mac: But you know what hit me the hardest? She couldn't have been sweeter; held it together; didn't even cry. All she asked me to do was stop this killer from hurting somebody else. In spite of all the heartache and bloodshed he's causing, all I could really offer her was an apology. Are we gonna get this guy?
Stella: We have to. We have to.
(Danny calls Lindsay on the phone as she strolls down the street)
Mac: Who's your source, Reed? Who told you about the carvings on the neck?
Reed: I don't know his name.
Mac: How do you get in touch with him?
Reed: He contacts me.
Mac: What's he look like?
Reed: I can't tell you that.
Mac: You can and you will.
Reed: Look, when I wanted a story, you stayed true to the code of your office and now I'm staying true to mine.
Mac: This is not a game. An innocent man is dead.
Reed: What are you talking about?
Mac: Your blog. You accused a driver named Jimmy of being the Cabbie Killer.
Reed: I didn't accuse anybody. I reported the information that I was given.
Mac: Without confirming it. Jimmy, the cabdriver was also known as Police Officer James Chameides. He was moonlighting as a cabbie out of Five Brothers Garage.
Reed: No, wait a minute. I thought Chameides was the work of the Cabbie Killer. He was, was, he was dumped from a cab.
Mac: His own cab. After he was brutally beaten and murdered by three men, vigilante justice. Now, where do you think they got the idea that Jimmy was the Cabbie Killer?
Reed: You're not blaming me for this guy's death.
Mac: I'm blaming you for putting a target on his back.
Reed: I don't know his name.
Mac: How do you get in touch with him?
Reed: He contacts me.
Mac: What's he look like?
Reed: I can't tell you that.
Mac: You can and you will.
Reed: Look, when I wanted a story, you stayed true to the code of your office and now I'm staying true to mine.
Mac: This is not a game. An innocent man is dead.
Reed: What are you talking about?
Mac: Your blog. You accused a driver named Jimmy of being the Cabbie Killer.
Reed: I didn't accuse anybody. I reported the information that I was given.
Mac: Without confirming it. Jimmy, the cabdriver was also known as Police Officer James Chameides. He was moonlighting as a cabbie out of Five Brothers Garage.
Reed: No, wait a minute. I thought Chameides was the work of the Cabbie Killer. He was, was, he was dumped from a cab.
Mac: His own cab. After he was brutally beaten and murdered by three men, vigilante justice. Now, where do you think they got the idea that Jimmy was the Cabbie Killer?
Reed: You're not blaming me for this guy's death.
Mac: I'm blaming you for putting a target on his back.
Mac: You made up a story implying I was the source.
Reed: Look, what do you want me to say? I am getting 20,000 hits a day. People like to read my blog.
Mac: Which is exactly why you should be more careful what you say.
Reed: We don't have time for careful, Mac. We have a serial killer to catch.
Mac: No, Reed. I have a serial killer to catch. You just want a headline. But I get it. So out of love and respect for your mother I'll give you an exclusive. You ready? Watch who you mess with.
Reed: Is that a threat from you or from the killer?
Mac: Both.
Reed: Look, what do you want me to say? I am getting 20,000 hits a day. People like to read my blog.
Mac: Which is exactly why you should be more careful what you say.
Reed: We don't have time for careful, Mac. We have a serial killer to catch.
Mac: No, Reed. I have a serial killer to catch. You just want a headline. But I get it. So out of love and respect for your mother I'll give you an exclusive. You ready? Watch who you mess with.
Reed: Is that a threat from you or from the killer?
Mac: Both.
Mr. Szabo: Come on, do you really think I'm going to kill someone over a city contract?
Flack: Worth close to five million dollars? Yeah, I do.
Mac: So will a jury.
Mr. Szabo: I've been a dedicated city employee for twelve years. You'd think when I try to branch out a little, start my own company, those years would count for something. You know what? It didn't count for squat. City went with low-bid, like they always do...is that fair?
Mac: A woman lost her life inside that bathroom because of your reckless abandon and your greed. You want to talk about fair? Go talk to her family.
Flack: Worth close to five million dollars? Yeah, I do.
Mac: So will a jury.
Mr. Szabo: I've been a dedicated city employee for twelve years. You'd think when I try to branch out a little, start my own company, those years would count for something. You know what? It didn't count for squat. City went with low-bid, like they always do...is that fair?
Mac: A woman lost her life inside that bathroom because of your reckless abandon and your greed. You want to talk about fair? Go talk to her family.
Nova Kent: I lost that music box about a year ago.
Danny: Are you kidding me? You can't come up with a better lie than that?
Nova Kent: I move a lot, four different places in the past year. I've given up junk, throw things away.
Stella: You specifically requested that the music box played Mozart's first menuet. It seems strange that something with that kind of sentimental value would be thrown away.
Nova Kent: Yeah well, I cried for three days when I realized it was gone.
Danny: You're killing me right now.
Danny: Are you kidding me? You can't come up with a better lie than that?
Nova Kent: I move a lot, four different places in the past year. I've given up junk, throw things away.
Stella: You specifically requested that the music box played Mozart's first menuet. It seems strange that something with that kind of sentimental value would be thrown away.
Nova Kent: Yeah well, I cried for three days when I realized it was gone.
Danny: You're killing me right now.
Patti Nelson: (about Jenna Donovan) I didn't kill her.
Flack: Patti, come on. These magic lollipops are like the hot new thing.
Patti Nelson: Look, I told you. I am sorry she's dead, but those lollipops aren't worth killing for.
Flack: Listen to me, I already got you on possession of heroin. Just a hop, skip and a jump to murder if I work this right, and for your information, I'm very good. Especially since Jenna's dead body shows us that she was in one hell of a fight right before that party.
Flack: Patti, come on. These magic lollipops are like the hot new thing.
Patti Nelson: Look, I told you. I am sorry she's dead, but those lollipops aren't worth killing for.
Flack: Listen to me, I already got you on possession of heroin. Just a hop, skip and a jump to murder if I work this right, and for your information, I'm very good. Especially since Jenna's dead body shows us that she was in one hell of a fight right before that party.
Paula Tolomeo: (during her interrogation, rhythmically slapping the table) Eat a salad. Eat a salad. That's the chant he started. It was two years ago but I can still feel the humiliation like it was yesterday. My boyfriend was at that game. He dumped me the very next day. And because my fat face was on the big screen, complete strangers would come up to me telling me to eat a salad.
Danny: So you chose to get back at Dugan Scott by killing him?
Flack: Crime of passion?
Lindsay: Crime of patience.
Paula Tolomeo: I worked my ass off. Literally. I swore I would do whatever it took, gastric bypass, liposuction, plastic surgery, tryout after tryout after tryout until I finally made the squad. Just so I could watch him eat his poison words in front of everyone.
Danny: So you chose to get back at Dugan Scott by killing him?
Flack: Crime of passion?
Lindsay: Crime of patience.
Paula Tolomeo: I worked my ass off. Literally. I swore I would do whatever it took, gastric bypass, liposuction, plastic surgery, tryout after tryout after tryout until I finally made the squad. Just so I could watch him eat his poison words in front of everyone.
Quinn Shelby: I still have a thing for you. Why didn't you ever call me?
Mac: Quinn, I was married.
Quinn Shelby: It was just a kiss, Mac. I know... a moment of weakness.
Mac: It was a mistake. I loved my wife.
Quinn Shelby: Don't I know it? Every day I worked alongside you, you never let me forget that.
Mac: It wasn't my intention to make things difficult.
Quinn Shelby: You know, I've thought about this moment so many times, about what I would say to you when I finally got the chance. And here I am, and all I keep thinking is... does he ever wonder what if?
Mac: Quinn, I was married.
Quinn Shelby: It was just a kiss, Mac. I know... a moment of weakness.
Mac: It was a mistake. I loved my wife.
Quinn Shelby: Don't I know it? Every day I worked alongside you, you never let me forget that.
Mac: It wasn't my intention to make things difficult.
Quinn Shelby: You know, I've thought about this moment so many times, about what I would say to you when I finally got the chance. And here I am, and all I keep thinking is... does he ever wonder what if?
Quinn Shelby: Mac, who is Reed to you?
Mac: He's Claire's son, Quinn. She gave him up for adoption before we met. When he came looking for his biological mother, he found me, unaware that she had died.
Mac: He's Claire's son, Quinn. She gave him up for adoption before we met. When he came looking for his biological mother, he found me, unaware that she had died.
Reed Garrett: [Talking to Mac on the phone] Hey it's reed, I'm about to put up a new blog post about the Cabbie Killer and i was hoping that maybe you could help me with something.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] I gave you this number for personal reasons, not professional reasons.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Yes i know, but I'm just trying to put together a real profile on this guy, you know? I mean, don't you think that people have the right to know about who they're afraid of?
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Look, I'm impressed by your determination, Reed, maybe even a little bit proud, but you're a journalist and I'm a detective on this case. You're crossing the line here.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Yes but isn't that what lines are for?
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Not in my business.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Come on. Throw me a bone, Mac.
Detective Mac Taylor: [Hanging up the phone] Good-Bye, Reed.
Reed Garrett: [Talking to himself] Well, you won't give 'em a story, then i will.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] I gave you this number for personal reasons, not professional reasons.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Yes i know, but I'm just trying to put together a real profile on this guy, you know? I mean, don't you think that people have the right to know about who they're afraid of?
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Look, I'm impressed by your determination, Reed, maybe even a little bit proud, but you're a journalist and I'm a detective on this case. You're crossing the line here.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Yes but isn't that what lines are for?
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Not in my business.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Come on. Throw me a bone, Mac.
Detective Mac Taylor: [Hanging up the phone] Good-Bye, Reed.
Reed Garrett: [Talking to himself] Well, you won't give 'em a story, then i will.
Reed Garrett: [Yelling to mac from a crowd] Hey Mac! Mac!
Detective Stella Bonasera: [to Mac] Looks like you got company, I'll see you inside.
Reed Garrett: [Yelling to Mac] Two woman, same kind of jobs, Is this a serial killer?
Detective Mac Taylor: [Telling the guards] He's okay.[to Reed] Reed, I thought you were working the city desk for the paper.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Nope, not anymore. I got my own blog now. New York 24-7 News.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Don't you wanna get your facts straight before you sensationalize a story?
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] I thought that's what I was doing,you know? Help me out.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] You got two female victims, both floaters, both brutally murdered.
Detective Stella Bonasera: [to Mac] Looks like you got company, I'll see you inside.
Reed Garrett: [Yelling to Mac] Two woman, same kind of jobs, Is this a serial killer?
Detective Mac Taylor: [Telling the guards] He's okay.[to Reed] Reed, I thought you were working the city desk for the paper.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Nope, not anymore. I got my own blog now. New York 24-7 News.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Don't you wanna get your facts straight before you sensationalize a story?
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] I thought that's what I was doing,you know? Help me out.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] You got two female victims, both floaters, both brutally murdered.
Rikki Sandoval: He's been up since 5:30.
Detective Danny Messer: I got in at 5:30
Detective Danny Messer: I got in at 5:30