Re: CSI:Miami: RT #5- In God We Trust-All Others Are Suspect
:lol: It's true. The weirder you are, the more you'll fit in. I happen to have the natural ability to be weird AND funny at the same time. Isn't it great?
Yes, Brazil. Just to be clear, no one is:
**Spoiler Concerning Season Five**
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1)Going to Brazil.
2)Seeing ghosts.
3)Shooting gang members.
4)Rescuing a pretty columbian former detective as her very good looking husband gets killed for being stupid.
5)Beating people with sticks.
...Carry on then.
Only What We Know About Ourselves
Layout room
Horatio: These all the items recovered from the blast area?
Speed: Well, the important stuff.
Horatio: Okay walk me through it.
Speed: *points* You've got the bomb components, made out of Lead Picrate with a combination of RDX and Ammonium Nirate. *points* Items picked out from the primary blast damage areas. Those consisted of car parts, building insolation, and various pieces of metal.
Horatio: Alright, tell me what this is.
Speed: *picks up item* Looks like a bullet.
Horatio: A bullet, inside the path of destruction.
Speed: *looks at Horatio*
Horatio: *looks down at table* ...Something's missing.
Speed: ...H?
Horatio: We have a bullet and no body. What did you dig this out of?
Speed: It was a blown apart apartment complex.
Horatio: How close to the damage zone?
Speed: Pretty close.
Horatio: How close.
Speed: Fifteen feet.
Horatio: Did you find any blood?
Speed: ...It was a bombing.
Horatio: Speed.
Speed: Yeah there was blood.
Horatio: Did you swab it?
Speed: ...I'll...Go back to the scene.
Horatio: Good idea.
Speed: I just...I didn't think it was impor-
Horatio: It's fine. You did fine.
Speed: *stares at Horatio* ...I'm sorry.
Horatio: *shakes head* That's fine. You okay?
Speed: ...I've been distracted.
Horatio: Care to share?
Speed: H, I don't usually miss anything at a crime scene.
Horatio: It's alright Speed.
Speed: *sigh* ...I'm having a problem.
Horatio: Problem.
Speed: Yeah I...Uh...I don't think I'm...Uh...*sigh* I don't think I'm making Katie...Happy.
Horatio: I what sense?
Speed: *clears throat*
Horatio: I see. Well there's medication and d-
Speed: *lifts hand* Whoa. Whoa, no. No no. Not
that kind of problem. No offense, but I'm not quite as old as you.
Horatio: *smirks* None taken.
Speed: *looks down at table*
Horatio: Have you talked to her about it?
Speed: No.
Horatio: I think you should.
Speed: *sigh* Yeah.
Horatio: Everything will be fine.
Speed: *nods*
Horatio: Now, get back to the scene and get that blood.
Speed: I'm on it. *takes off lab coat, leaves*
Horatio: *looks up at door*
Stetler standing outside door
Horatio: *smiles*
Stetler: *walks in* Horatio.
Horatio: Hmm Rick, I wasn't expecting you for at least a few more hours.
Stetler: Sorry, next time I'll make an appointment.
Horatio: No such luck, you won't find me in my office.
Stetler: I got word that uh, you and another staff member are...Involved with each other.
Horatio: *places hands on hips* She has not been officially hired, and we are not involved.
Stetler: Who is it?
Horatio: That's none of your business.
Stetler: Look, I'll find out one way or another.
Horatio: I'm sure you will. But by that time, thousands of tax payer's dollars are going to be wasted, and you will be one cop short of a jail cell.
Stetler: Cute.
Horatio: *smirks*
Stetler: You know this is against policy.
Horatio: Yes it would be, had I been doing anything wrong, which I haven't so no need to worry.
Stetler: You want that on the record?
Horatio: Whatever you like.
Stetler: I'll get to the bottom of this.
Horatio: I'm sure you will.
Stetler: I'm thinking...A promotion to
Lieutenant isn't so far away in my future.
Horatio: It might be farther than you think.
Stetler: Don't get too comfortable around here. This mistake is pretty big, even for you. *leaves*
Horatio: *frowns*
TBC.........
