~Quotes You WON'T Hear #2~
or
7 Sets of Things You'll Never Horatio and His Team Say.
Set #1
Ryan: Hey, H. Where are your shades???
Horatio: I left them at home.
*loud gasp from the team*
Eric: Don't you need to go home and get them???
Horatio: Nah. I'll muttle through without them.
*even louder gasp from the team*
Set #2
*team LOUDLY chatting and laughing among themselves*
Horatio: SHUT UP, PEOPLE!!!
*team goes silent*
Horatio: Thank you. I have an announcement I wanna make.
Here it is. I'm gay and I'm in love with NY CSI Mac Taylor.
*loud gasp from team followed by sounds of them hitting the floor as they faint*
Set #3
Alexx: Horatio, sugar. Would you hand me that big scalpel???
Horatio: Sure. Alexx, honey.
Alexx: Don't you get fresh with me mister.
Horatio: Or what??? You'll spank me???
*Horatio bends over*
Horatio: Go ahead. Spank me. I love a good spanking.
*Alexx stares at Horatio with her mouth hanging wide open*
Set #4
Horatio: OK Team. Go out there and win.
Calleigh: Horatio. This is a crime scene.
Horatio: No it's not. It's war between us and the night shift. Now, GET OUT THERE AND FIGHT!!!
Calleigh(in a shy, cowardly manner): Yes sir.
*Calleigh walks over to rest of the team*
Calleigh(to Ryan): He's crazy.
Ryan: Round the bend.
Eric: Fell off his rocker.
Alexx: Got hit upside the head.
Stetler: No. He just needs a good old fashion kick in the butt.
Speedle's ghost: What he needs is his shades he left at home.
*Stetler faints. Everyone else runs off in different directions...screaming*
Set #5
Horatio: Stetler. You hunk of IA officer. Where are you??? I find you so sexy I wanna madly, passionately make out with you.
Stetler(to Ryan while hiding from Horatio): Get out of here. You want him to find me???
Ryan: Yeah. I do.
Ryan(to Horatio): Hey H!!! Stetler's over here!!!
Set #6
*Horatio bumps into someone*
Horatio: Sorry about that. Hey!!! Aren't you Erik Estrada from CHiPs???
Erik: That's right. I am.
Horatio: Can I have your autograph???
Erik: Sure. Where should I sign???
*Horatio drops his pants*
Horatio(looking at Erik and pointing down): Right here.
Set #7
*Horatio is doing something in front of where he parked his Hummer*
Stetler(approaching Horatio from behind): Horatio. What are you doing???
Horatio(pointing to a sign): How do you like it???
*the sign reads "Reserved For LT. HORATIO CAINE"*
Stetler: That's an unauthorized sign.
Horatio: It is authorized.
Stetler: By who???
Horatio: Me.
Stetler: You don't count.
Horatio: Yes I do. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10...98 99 100 101 102 103...315 316 317 318. Told you I count.
*Stetler is asleep, snoring, on the hood of the hummer*