Catherine: Well, when we have a problem, I don't paint Greg Sanders in latex and stick a straw up his nose.
Grissom: Good. He'd probably like it.
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Grissom: Ninety-five.
Sara: I'm sorry?
Grissom: Normally my pulse is seventy, when it gets up to ninety-five, I realize just how mad I am.
Sara: You're too hard on yourself.
Grissom: No, I'm not mad at ME, I have ten people working in around the clock in there, there's a body in there and that guy knows where it is, and I CAN'T FIND IT.
Sara: So what's your pulse at now?
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Grissom: And I'm looking for one.
Sara: A screw?
Grissom: Yes.
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Grissom: I'm actually not interested in your ass.
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GRISSOM: Yeah, hi. I-I-I'd like to get some flowers for a
girl. No, no. Not flowers. A plant. A living plant. She likes vegetation.
Yeah, that'd be fine. To a Sara Sidle. Deliver it at the CSI
division, Las Vegas Police Department the one out on North Trop Boulevard.
Yeah, you can bill me at the same place. Gil Grissom. The sentiment?
Oh-oh, on the card. Yeah. Um, uh ... have it say ... have it say, uh ... "From
Grissom."
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