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Nick: WTF??? Oh boy, Greg's in deep dog doo. And I will never allow him to see any thing belonging to me or about me unless it is absolutely essential to a case. Wait a sec, why did I have my baby photos at the lab in the first place??

I'm in 8th grade. I have never taken a formal chemistry course in my life. I am 13 and I skipped second grade, and I'm currently taking Honors Geometry (normally a 10th grade course, I think). And I know what happens between sodium and water!!! We saw a random video in science class that showed...

Catherine (thinking): Is that...? No, it can't be. He wouldn't. Grissom: Hey Cath, why is it exactly that you're staring at my left nostril? Catherine: I, uh, I wasn't. I was... (thinking) CRAP! Now I've got to get myself out of this!! Grissom: Catherine? Catherine (whispering): Gil, you've got...

Hey... guys on the camera crew... STOP LOOKING AT MY BUTT!!!!

Hawkes: Uh-oh, I'd better put Mr. Teddy back in my locker before anyone else realizes that I can't be in a different building from this bear. Honestly, I have got to wean myself from this dumb teddy bear. I've had it since I was an infant. *sobs* Oh, Mr. Teddy, I'm sorry! I love you, I really...

Grissom (thinking): I wonder if I stare at the DNA/GCMS/whatever it is spinning around long enough he'll realize that I couldn't care less about his most recent girlfriend and I only want my results?

Nick: Goddam it, Grissom! Now you've done it! I was in the middle of analyzing some stuff from our scene and now I have to start all over again! Grissom (off screen):Sorry! I didn't realize that electrocuting Sara's lunch would short-circuit the whole lab! Greg: Uh, what happened to our...

I love the prayer one!!! Mac: No. Danny: Pleeeeeeeeease. Mac: No. Danny: Why not? Mac: Because I said so. Danny: But Maaa-aaac!

My screename comes from the fact that I am Greek and proud of it and when my grandfather was in the Air Force his plane's number was N527M. Those reasons and the fact that I use greekie527 for every online account I have except my e-mail. But I just got a new e-mail address, and I think you...

Nick: *blinking madly* ooh... ahh... ow! Sara: Nick, what is wrong with you?? Nick: Darn these contact lenses! Dumb eye doctor only wanted to make money- I don't need glasses, and God knows all the ladies out there would hate it if I got glasses! (I happen to disagree, but...)

Sara: Nnnnno. Greg: Oookay, then, never mind that! *mentally kickes self*

Thanks tanglewood14 ! Stella: Oh you have got to be kidding me. Is this Candid Camera? Flack: No. Welcome to reality.

Hawkes: (thinking) Oh that is just nasty! (Speaking) Hey Messer, you, uh... you should really think about using some serious dandruff shampoo... there's enough white stuff on your shoulders to host the Winter Olympics, and you're leaving a trail of stuff down the hall. Danny: (very snarkily)...

Greg: OK, Grissom, you seriously need to get a life. That joke was totally not funny!

Hey, I would be acting the exact same way if I were in Nick's position! And it's actually pretty funny, considering what Nick's been through. :D :lol:

Nick: Mmm... now why on earth is there wallpaper on the ceiling? Honestly, it doesn't even match the walls!! Sara: Nick, I'm not even gonna try to explain the theories and principles of interior design to you. *glances upward* Nick, you genius, that's blood! Oy!

Mac: Hmm, it looks just like him/her (use your imagination! :D). It's the perfect voodoo doll thingie!

Nick: (muttering) I have seniority over Warrick, and yet just because of a stupid game of Rock, Paper, Scissors Gris has me diving into a pit of mud and pond scum. I don't even know what I'm looking for, much less how I'm supposed to see it! :mad:

Nick: Why is this guy's name on me all of a sudden? I swear it just appeared! (freaks out) Sara: Oh, I don't know... maybe we're on a TV show and it's showing the credits?!

Hawkes: BOO! OR Hawkes: Mac, what in the sam hill are you doing? Mac: I'm trying to change the desktop background on my computer, darn it! OR (Mac is practicing suturing someone's dead body) Mac: Hawkes, am I doing it right? Hawkes: Uh, no. Exactly the opposite, in fact.