sissi59100 said:
ta ta ta Topic guys
, i love it !! i'm waiting for the next update...
I'm glad you're liking it, and right now it looks like we need another update too keep everyone on their RT high.
I Walk Alone, I Walk Alone
[Crime scene]
Missy: *walks outside* What are you doing?
Horatio: *on hands and knees* I'm looking for evidence.
Missy: It looks like you're sniffing the dirt.
Horatio: *holds up finger* I am not sniffing the dirt. I am looking for rat tracks
in the dirt.
Missy: Why don't you just use a magnifying glass?
Horatio: I must see with my own eyes.
Missy: Are you trying to sniff out the rat or something? Because I think they have dogs for that.
Horatio: He went this way.
Missy: How do you know?
Horatio: I trust my gut.
Missy: Okay, so where is he?
Horatio: He is..That way. *stands up*
Missy: Is he wearing camouflage or something? Because I can't see him.
Horatio: Rats do not wear camouflage.
Missy: Maybe he's invisible.
Horatio: *looks down* Or dead.
Missy: You actually found it?
Horatio: *picks up rat*
Missy: Wow it was 10 feet from the body. Now why didn't I think of looking that far?
Horatio: Let's cut him open and get that bullet.
Missy: We don't have an autopsy lab.
Horatio: Hmmm...That must have been the one thing I neglected to add. We'll use the kitchen counter.
Missy: You can't just perform an autopsy in the kitchen.
Horatio: Sure I can. I'm Horatio Caine.
Delko: *walks over* You found it?
Speed: Great. We went all the way out there for nothing.
Delko: At least I got a tan.
Speed: I'm happy for you.
Delko: Thanks man.
Horatio: Okay Speed, get me a saw and some cotton balls.
Speed: ...Why?
Horatio: I'm going to perform an autopsy.
Speed: You're not a doctor.
Horatio: Neither is a psychologist but they still make the big bucks.
Speed: I don't think we have a saw. Is a butter knife okay?
Horatio: Whatever works.
[Kitchen of Hummerhome]
Horatio: *turns on oven light* Okay, here we go. *puts on apron* Let's see what our rat can tell us. Nurse, I need that knife.
Speed: *passes over knife* And I'm not your nurse.
Horatio: *holding knife* Should we disinfect the wound?
Speed: It's already dead.
Horatio: That kind of puts the term 'lethal injection' in a whole new perspective. Pfft, disinfecting the arm if they're going to die anyway. Who thinks these things up?
Speed: Are you going to cut it or not?
Horatio: I'm trying to figure out where the best place to cut is.
Speed: How about anywhere? It's not going to care.
Horatio: *cuts rat open* Oh hey it's a whole new ballgame in here. Look how tiny everything is.
Speed: Did you need anything else
doctor?
Horatio: How about you just sponge my forehead?
Speed: *crosses arms*
Horatio: Fine, don't do it. You're not much of a team player are you?
Speed: There's the bullet.
Horatio: *picks up bullet* Oh, the rat must have choked on it. Calleigh please.
Calleigh: *walks over* Horatio, I'm not up for this right now. Could I just go to bed or something?
Horatio: I need your opinion on the bullet.
Calleigh: It's tiny. Now can I go?
Horatio: What caliber?
Calleigh: ...*shakes head* .22 maybe?
Horatio: Maybe?
Calleigh: Can I go?
Horatio: Alright but you're missing out on all the fun I'm having.
Calleigh: I'm sure. *leaves*
Speed: *looks at Calleigh* Um...Horatio can I go to the bathroom?
Horatio: *looks up* ...I don't know, can you?
Speed: I need five minutes.
Horatio: *looks down at rat* Okay but be back before I stitch him back up. I'm going to need a stapler.
[Calleigh's room]
Speed: *knocks on door* Cal?
Calleigh: Come in.
Speed: *walks in* Hey are you okay?
Calleigh: Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
Speed: You seem a little...
Calleigh: Distant, unenthusiastic, defiant?
Speed: *tilts head* In so many words I guess.
Calleigh: It's nothing. I'm just kind of tired.
Speed: *sits on bed* Is this about Trevor?
Calleigh: Tim...It's really none of your business.
Speed: Oh so it's one of those woman things. Okay, well I'll leave you alone then. *gets up*
Calleigh: *grabs Speed* No, no it's not.
Speed: *sits* Okay so what is it?
Calleigh: It's nothing you should worry about.
Speed: Okay so you say it's none of my business, but you don't want me to leave and you don't want my help.
Calleigh: Essentially.
Speed: So what
do you want?
Calleigh: I don't know. But it was nice of you to offer help.
Speed: Um...Okay.
Calleigh: It was probably just the badge talking.
Speed: *blinks* ...No.
Calleigh: Come on, any other day with anyone else you wouldn't have offered the same thing.
Speed: ...Okay we're not going down
that road again.
Calleigh: I'd just like to be alone.
Speed: No problem. *gets up*
Calleigh: *smirks* Thanks.
Speed: *nods* I'll see you later. *leaves*
[Kichen]
Horatio: YES! That's right! I stitched you good.
Missy: Are you ready to try the homeless guy now?
Horatio: *stands up straight* Hmmm...*takes off apron* I think we're going to need a bigger counter.
TBC........