- Gil Grissom: We look at each case objectively, without presupposition, regardless of race, color, creed, or bubblegum flavor.
- Holly Gribbs: [Upset after being locked in the morgue] There were bodies. I could feel them breathing.
- Gil Grissom: [laughs] It's okay, Holly. It's alright.
- [Yelling to the bodies]
- Gil Grissom: You assholes!
- Gil Grissom: Forget about your promotion Warrick, forget about making a hundred, forget about the husband, these things will only confuse you. Concentrate on what cannot lie: the evidence.
- Warrick Brown: Whose blood is that?
- Gil Grissom: The new girl. Want to donate?
- Warrick Brown: Hell, no.
- [explaining the job to Holly, the new girl]
- Catherine Willows: We restore peace of mind. And when you're a victim, that's everything. Stick with it. At least until you solve your first, and if after that, you don't feel like King Kong on cocaine, then you can quit. But if you stay with it, my hand to God, you will never regret it.
- Catherine Willows: What do you think?
- Warrick Brown: Oh, he's lying. That's why I took this job, I can always tell when a whitey's talking out of his ass. It's a gift.
- [Holly Gribbs is performing her first autopsy]
- Gil Grissom: You gotta breathe through your ears, Gribbs.
- Gil Grissom: Would you mind taking off your jacket and rolling up your sleeve?
- Holly Gribbs: What for?
- Gil Grissom: I need a pint of your blood. It's customary for all new hires.
- Holly Gribbs: Why?
- Gil Grissom: So many reasons...
- Holly Gribbs: Hi, I'm Holly Gribbs.
- Catherine Willows: I'm Catherine Willows.
- 'Lesley Stahl' - Liquor Store Owner: [sarcastically] And I'm Lesley Stahl.
- 'Lesley Stahl' - Liquor Store Owner: [serious] Look, forget the formalities. Which one of you people's gonna clean my counter here.
- Catherine Willows: Let me tell you something, lady: if you don't care about catching the suspect, neither do we. We're outta here. You can pick up your gun tomorrow.
- Holly Gribbs: [whispers to Catherine] You can do that?
- Catherine Willows: [whispers back] No!
- Gil Grissom: I know, Pink Floyd's not your thing.
- Gina Harmon: I have on cowboy boots. I work in a lab. What makes you think The Dark Side of the Moon synched to the Wizard of Oz is gonna warm my damn barn?
- Gil Grissom: I just thought it'd be something different.
- Gina Harmon: Wanna be different? Pin me up against a wall and lay one on me like you mean it.
- Captain Jim Brass: [Looking at newly hired C.S.I Holly Gribbs gruffly] You're the fifth person I've been forced to hire. We're the number two crime lab in the country. We solve crimes most labs render unsolvable. Now what makes you think you belong here?
- Gil Grissom: If latex rubber and cooking spray went on a blind date, how would the night end?
- Charlotte Meridian: [Said dryly] A lot better then ours did.