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Sara Sidle (Character)
from "CSI: Crime Scene Investigation" (2000)

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"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Goodbye and Good Luck (#8.7)" (2007)
Marlon West: I asked Hannah to teach me how to make GHB, and how to get it into Kira. I just wanted to mess her up a bit. I snuck it into Kira's room a few days ago; I still had a key. Hannah must've made a copy.
Sara Sidle: I believe you, Marlon. I really do. But the only thing that a jury's going to see is your prints on the lube, your prints on the windowsill, and another dead girl.
Marlon West: Why is Hannah doing this to me?
Sara Sidle: I don't know. All I know is... you don't deserve to take the fall for this. And the question is... are you going to let your sister get away with this and spend the rest of your life in jail?
Marlon West: If Hannah wants me in jail, that's where I'm going to be. There's nothing I can do about it.

Hannah West: You don't expect me to confess to something I didn't do?
Sara Sidle: I am just putting you on notice. You are not fooling me anymore.
Hannah West: I think I know why you're so angry, Sara. I did some research. I read about what that serial killer did to you out in the desert, under that car...
Sara Sidle: We're talking about you, Hannah.
Hannah West: It must've been so terrible being trapped like that all alone. Did your life flash in front of your eyes?
Sara Sidle: That is none of your business.
Hannah West: You must've been so sad knowing that you were gonna lose everyone who mattered to you.
Sara Sidle: Stop it, Hannah.
Hannah West: Look, I know how it feels. One moment my parents were alive, and the next they were gone.
Sara Sidle: Answer the question!
Hannah West: My life changed in that moment. All that I have left is Marlon. Why would I do anything to hurt him?
Sara Sidle: [stands and hits the table] Stop playing games with me!
[leaves the room]
Hannah West: You're the one who's playing games.

Hannah West: [to Sara] He didn't kill Kira. He cared about her.
Sara Sidle: Hannah, what makes you think that I would believe anything that you tell me?
Hannah West: [sweetly smiles] I suppose I'm an optimist. College has been a difficult adjustment for Marlon, especially after we lost our parents.
Sara Sidle: I'm sorry about that.
Hannah West: You're not really, though. When will Marlon be able to leave?
Sara Sidle: Well, we're going to keep him here as long as we possibly can.
Hannah West: At least that's honest. It also seems a little vindictive.
Sara Sidle: Given your brother's history, I think it's pretty sensible.
Hannah West: What's wrong, Sara? You're different than you used to be. You're angry. And a little sad, too. Why?
Sara Sidle: If you want to spend more time with your brother, I recommend you invest in a good lawyer, Hannah.

Captain Jim Brass: [to Sara] It's going to be tough to get a warrant.
Sara Sidle: I need Marlon West's DNA. If his semen is in Kira Dellinger, it puts him at the murder.
Captain Jim Brass: Look, they had a known sexual relationship, so there's no evidence of rape. And I don't know if you know this, but Marlon's mother and father were killed in a car accident last year. Judge Bowman is going to be very sensitive to that. It could look like harassment.
Sara Sidle: Jim, are you going to talk to the judge or not?
Captain Jim Brass: Wow, you really got it out for this kid. What's the deal here, Sara?
Sara Sidle: Marlon West has killed before.
Captain Jim Brass: Not according to a jury of his peers.
Sara Sidle: Did you have fun talking to Kira Dellinger's parents?
Captain Jim Brass: Excuse me?
Sara Sidle: Must've been a lot of screaming and crying and despair.
Captain Jim Brass: Yeah, there usually is. What's your point, Sara?
Captain Jim Brass: My point is, if we had done our job right the first time, Marlon West would be in jail, and Kira Dellinger would still be alive. Talk to the judge.

Marlon West: [to Marlon] We're here to talk to you about Kira Dellinger.
Marlon West: Kira committed suicide.
Sara Sidle: Actually, she was murdered.
Marlon West: Somebody I know ends up dead and I'm automatically a suspect?
Captain Jim Brass: History has a way of repeating itself, Marlon.

Nick Stokes: [about Marlon West] He confessed. It was later thrown out on a technicality. We really didn't need it. The prosecution's case against Marlon was very strong.
Sara Sidle: Until Marlon's little sister Hannah got on the stand and confessed to the murder herself.
Catherine Willows: Oh, yes, I remember this case. A high school senior at age 12.
Nick Stokes: She's a pint-size Machiavelli. She manipulated events, fabricated evidence, and in the end...
Sara Sidle: She claimed that she did it because she loved Marlon. Some warped sense of justice... She graduated later that summer, became legally emancipated from her parents and went off to Harvard, pre-med.
Gil Grissom: You keeping tabs on her?
Sara Sidle: Not recently. Look, accident or no accident, Marlon killed before. Hannah sunk this case, Marlon got a free pass, and now he's killed again.
Catherine Willows: Well, we don't know that just yet. I mean, we don't have Marlon's DNA to compare with the semen that was found in the victim. All the old evidence was expunged with the verdict.
Sara Sidle: I want this case.
Gil Grissom: The one that got away?
Sara Sidle: We're not supposed to let them get away, right?

Ronnie Lake: [about the Jiminezes] How are we going to handle this?
Sara Sidle: Well, the guy's under arrest.
Ronnie Lake: He'll be free by tomorrow. Her husband is obviously abusing her.
[sighs]
Ronnie Lake: There's got to be something we can do.
Sara Sidle: We'll be back for her body next month. Or his. Or both. There is nothing you can do about this, Ronnie. Don't kid yourself.

Sara Sidle: [to Ronnie about Mrs. Jimenez] What happened? Her husband attack her again?
Ronnie Lake: No. She came involuntarily. It took some convincing, but she's agreed to go to a shelter.
Sara Sidle: She won't stay.
Ronnie Lake: Maybe not. But at least now she has a chance. Look, I did it all on my own time, no OT. I know it's not the way you do things, but I think it's part of the job. At least, that's how I want it to be. For me.

Hannah West: [to Sara] You need to talk to me again?
Sara Sidle: I do. I know that you killed Kira Dellinger. I just can't prove it.
Hannah West: That must be frustrating for you.
Sara Sidle: Hannah, Marlon's dead.
Hannah West: Wow. That's a really sad and desperate ploy, Sara. It's beneath you.
[Sara shows Hannah the photo of Marlon hanging at the windowsill]
Hannah West: .
Sara Sidle: He was doing well here, wasn't he? Making friends, joining a band, falling in love. But you're still a freak, just like high school.
Hannah West: You're lying. No. This is a lie.
Sara Sidle: His world got bigger, and yours stayed the same, and you killed Kira so you could keep him all to yourself, didn't you?
Hannah West: [screams] It's a lie! No... it's a lie! It's a lie! This is a... lie!
[She drops her backpack and grabs Sara's hands. Sara struggles with her and kneels as Hannah cries]
Hannah West: Stop it! Marlon... he-he-he can't leave me all alone.
[Sara puts her arm around Hannah]

Sara Sidle: I don't think Kira punched Marlon. I think Hannah picked up the tooth from a fight that Marlon had earlier in the evening. And I think she planted it on Kira.
[Grissom is silent as he thinks about it]
Sara Sidle: That's crazy.
Gil Grissom: It's possible.
Sara Sidle: This kid is spinning me in circles again.
Gil Grissom: You know, Sara, some cases, some suspects, can get under your skin. Like this tooth. But you can't let 'em make you feel bad.

Sara Sidle: Gil, You know I love you. I feel I've loved you forever. Lately, I haven't been feeling very well. Truth be told, I'm tired. Out in the desert, under that car that night, I realized something, and I haven't been able to shake it. Since my father died, I've spent almost my entire life with ghosts. We've been like close friends, and out there in the desert, it occurred to me that it was time for me to bury them. I can't do that here. I'm so sorry. No matter how hard I try to fight it off, I'm left with the feeling that I have to go. I have no idea where I'm going, but I know I have to do this. If I don't, I'm afraid I'll self destruct, and worse, you'll be there to see it happen. Be safe. Know that I tried very hard to stay. Know that you're my one and only. I will miss you with every beat of my heart. Our life together was the only home I've ever really had. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love you. I always will. Good bye.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: The Unusual Suspect (#6.18)" (2006)
Hannah West: When's the last time you had to sit down to be eye level with a murder suspect who is standing up?
Sara Sidle: Hannah, you are smart.
Hannah West: So I've been told.
Sara Sidle: But you are not smart enough to get away with murder.
Hannah West: I think I am. A lot of people are smart enough to get away with murder. You probably are too. But you have to be really smart to make people think things happened... that never did.
Sara Sidle: What do you mean... exactly?
Hannah West: Please don't worry about me. I'm going to be fine.
[leans in]
Hannah West: [whispering] I didn't kill Stacy. Marlon did.

Sara Sidle: I bet you really liked high school.
Nick Stokes: Yeah. Playin' football, chasin' girls, books when I wanted to learn somethin', what's not to like?

David Hodges: Ah, teen lust. It's starts with some chemistry, mess around with some biology.
[Nick and Sara give each other looks]
David Hodges: And once you have some experience under your belt then you introduce the physics. Apparently chivalry is not dead. The bloody fingerprint tested positive for nonoxynol spermicide.
Nick Stokes: So much for the boyfriend.
Sara Sidle: If we can't pin this on Hannah or Marlon, they could both walk.
David Hodges: You could flip a coin.

Sara Sidle: [reading what's on Hannah's dress] Rainbow party?
Nick Stokes: Yeah, it's a party game where the boys get the girls to wear different colored lipsticks while they have oral sex. The boy with the most colors wins. It's supposed to be trendy.
Sara Sidle: So much for spin the bottle.

Hannah West: You don't think I could have done it. Either one of you.
Sara Sidle: That's a big job... for a little girl.
Hannah West: Not if you have the right tools.
Sara Sidle: Smart kid like you, knows your brother is suffering, you feel bad, you wanna help... so you fabricate some evidence.
Hannah West: Uh, if you thought the evidence was fake I wouldn't still be in jail.

Sara Sidle: Do you have any physical evidence that would conclusively rule Hannah out as a suspect?
Nick Stokes: Well... yeah. She's four-foot three and sixty-five pounds. The crime just required more strength than she's got.
Catherine Willows: How old is she?
Nick Stokes: 12.
Warrick Brown: In high school?
Nick Stokes: She's a high school senior. She skipped six grades. She's a prodigy.
Sara Sidle: Which means that she has the brains for murder.

Sara Sidle: [to Hannah about Stacy's murder] You put sodium in the showerhead to get back at her?
Hannah West: A prank for a prank. I thought that there'd be a few sparks, that she'd freak out and that'd be it, but the nozzle exploded. Stacy ran... and fell down the stairs... and died. I tried to cover it up.
Sara Sidle: You miscalculated.
Hannah West: I guess I did.

Hannah West: Look, I don't need a lawyer, and I don't need my parents. I just want to do what's right.
Sara Sidle: Hannah, taking the blame for something you didn't do may be noble, but it doesn't make it right.
Hannah West: That's deep. Okay. It happened like this: Stacy humiliated me, I wanted revenge.
Sara Sidle: Yeah, and you knew that there was no way you were ever going to get it by yourself.

Nick Stokes: The evidence says either one of them could have done it, but I think they were in it together.
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: Okay, I'll proceed against Marlon for the murder and bring charges against Hannah for conspiracy.
Conrad Ecklie: Another trial? You sure you want to go through all this again?
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: Stacy's parents and the community will have my ass if I don't.
Sara Sidle: Well, then maybe this is good news. I was just going over Sofia's notes from the original investigation. The night of the murder, Hannah and Marlon's parents had left them alone in the house. A pizza was delivered to the residence around 9:00 PM.
Nick Stokes: That's right around Stacy's TOD.
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: So, did anybody talk to the delivery guy?
Sara Sidle: Yes, and at the point that Sofia did, a month had passed. Now, the delivery guy's at the house all the time. He recognized photos of both kids, but he could not be sure which one answered the door that night.
Nick Stokes: But one of them did answer the door.
[Sara nods]
Nick Stokes: So that means they were not together at the time Stacy was killed.
Conrad Ecklie: Yeah. So much for conspiracy. We're right back where we started.
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: Where we are is in the crapper. Look, I have to disclose the cart. Defense is going to eat me alive.
Nick Stokes: Marlon's your guy. He's your guy - just because Hannah wasn't there doesn't mean she didn't help plan this.
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: Well, I sure hope it's Marlon, because he's the one we have on trial.
Nick Stokes: I stand by the case we filed.
Conrad Ecklie: I agree. The girl's just trying to protect him.
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: Sara?
Sara Sidle: This was more about brains than brawn. I think Hannah did it.
Conrad Ecklie: Two out of three.
A.D.A. Jeffrey Sinclair: In my world, that's called an acquittal.

Sara Sidle: [to Hannah] Hey, there.
Hannah West: Did you come to say bye?
Sara Sidle: No. Actually, you and I are going to be seeing a lot of each other. If you thought the DA wouldn't prosecute a twelve-year-old for murder, you were wrong. He wants justice for Stacy and her family.
Hannah West: Of course. He's a totally linear thinker. Most of you guys are.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Iced (#5.23)" (2005)
Dr. Al Robbins: Interesting fact about cyanide - not everyone can smell it.
Sara Sidle: Right, it's a genetic quirk.
Dr. Al Robbins: Unfortunately, I don't have that ability.
David Hodges: [walks into the morgue] "The nose" has arrived.
Sara Sidle: Hodges has the genetic quirk?
[Robbins nods]
David Hodges: It's a blessing and a curse.

Greg Sanders: I found this toilet behind my apartment complex. It's volunteered for an experiment.
Sara Sidle: It's moving.

Greg Sanders: Ah, a sex journal. Lists of girls, dates and sexual activies.
Sara Sidle: Boys and their conquests.
Greg Sanders: I've never even heard of some of these.
Sara Sidle: [Surprised] Really?
Greg Sanders: Never mind.

Mia Dickerson: So, I'm thinking that Trip put a trophy condom on his neighbors door and then transferred a trace of his reproductive material back onto his own doorknob.
Sara Sidle: You've uh, you've heard of trophy condoms?
Mia Dickerson: Sara, I went to college.

Greg Sanders: Hey Grissom, when you went to college did you live in the dorms?
Gil Grissom: Surely, you jest.
[Sara laughs]
Sara Sidle: You know they say a BA is worth a million dollars of extra income over your life.
Gil Grissom: Yeah but the present value of college tuition is about the same amount.
Greg Sanders: So you're saying college isn't worth the expense?
Gil Grissom: I guess it depends on what you learn.

Mia Dickerson: Hey. Want to talk about semen?
Sara Sidle: Okay.

Sara Sidle: [after a toilet explodes in a college dorm] Well, there's got to be some logical explanation.
Greg Sanders: Well, if dorm food is as bad as I can remember, we should consider explosive diarrhea.

Sara Sidle: I'll drive.
Greg Sanders: You *always* do.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Bully for You (#2.4)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: [Sara smells like decomp] Give me a mint.
Nick Stokes: You're gonna need more than one.

Greg Sanders: You smell like death.
Sara Sidle: I've heard.
Greg Sanders: You know... a real man wouldn't mind.

Sara Sidle: Soup?
Nick Stokes: Human... soup. Well, we are 73.5% liquid, eh, Dave?
David Phillips: Add some bacteria, a couple gases, and... voila!

David Phillips: From the sound of it, I'd say he's been dead about two months.
Sara Sidle: Sound of it?
David Phillips: [shakes the bag, liquid sloshes around inside it]

Greg Sanders: You smell like death.
Sara Sidle: I've heard.

Nick Stokes: Shut up. She was not.
Warrick Brown: I saw her in action.
Nick Stokes: Really?
Warrick Brown: Yeah, she was.
Nick Stokes: Catherine?
Catherine Willows: I was what?
Warrick Brown: I was just telling Nick how you were a big bully in high school.
Catherine Willows: A bully? All right, I guess I was. But, I mean, not the kind that people want to take a gun out and shoot.
Warrick Brown: No.
Nick Stokes: No, no. You were the kind that guys fall all over themselves trying to impress.
Catherine Willows: Like you, Nick, huh? Oh, Nick... what were you in high school?
Nick Stokes: Me? I was, uh... I was "dependable".
Catherine Willows: Dependable.
Nick Stokes: Mmhmm.
Catherine Willows: Dependable jock, dependable stoner?
Nick Stokes: No. Never a strap, never a smoker. Just all-around "dependable" guy, I guess.
Warrick Brown: Cath laughs. right before Sara walks into the break room: What Nick's trying to say he was unpopular.
Nick Stokes: pointing at Warrick for emphasis: No, no I'll tell you what I wasn't; I wasn't a Mac Daddy wannabe with a 'Members Only' jacket.
Warrick Brown: What's wrong with those Member's Only jackets? They were kinda cool back in the day.
Sara Sidle: Nick, Ronny's got something on Liquid Man, says it's hot.
Nick Stokes: Great.
Warrick Brown: Hey Sara, what were you in high school?
Sara Sidle: Nick walks past her and sniffs: Science nerd.
Nick Stokes: whispers: You changed? But you still smell. Let's go.

Gil Grissom: Sara, do you have any duct tape in your kit?
Sara Sidle: Yeah. It's what I use to hold it together.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Rashomama (#6.21)" (2006)
Sara Sidle: I remember David saying "You'd think she'd know better than to wear white on the bride's big day." So there we were at Cupid's Kiss, a nuptual Neverland where the cheese factor was dangerously high and the flowers were obviously fake. Can the love be real when the flowers aren't?

Greg Sanders: "You'd think she'd know better than to wear white on the bride's big day." A dame was dead, but enough about her. The air was hot and heavy with wrong, making me thirsty, thirsty for a tall drink of water. That's when I saw her: a flower, but not the kind you pin on a lapel. She was long-stemmed.
Sara Sidle: All right, Raymond Chandler, we get it.
Greg Sanders: Those weren't just Miracle bras. They were creating four Wonders of the World.

Lacey: Cruella made me wear underwear today. Nobody makes me wear underwear.
Valerie Whitehall: [pulling a buccal swab from Greg's kit] I'll do you if you do me.
Sara Sidle: They did not!

Sara Sidle: I'm not anti-wedding. I'm just anti-stupid.

Sara Sidle: Why do we always eat here?
Greg Sanders: Open 24 hours.
Sara Sidle: Everything in Vegas is open 24 hours.
Greg Sanders: It's tradition
Nick Stokes: [walks in from car] Mmmm. Smells like bacon. Slide over.
[sits down]
Nick Stokes: That scene took forever. We were there, like what, 9 hours.
Sara Sidle: 11.
Greg Sanders: Dead laywer and 200 eyewitnesses? That's gonna take a while.
Nick Stokes: [nods] Why do we always eat here?
Greg Sanders: [smiling] It's tradition.
Sara Sidle: Ah, tradition. Like becoming a property exchange between your father and your husband.

Greg Sanders: We could compare them to the buccal swabs that we collected... if we still had them
Sara Sidle: Well, we just have to recollect them.
Greg Sanders: All 200 of them?
Sara Sidle: eah. And since we can't leave... someone else is... gonna have... to recollect them.
Nick Stokes: This is crap! I've been waiting on IAB for 14 hours. I'm tired, and I kinda smell. And I don't have a friggin' car

Sara Sidle: I need your hands.
Nick Stokes: I thought you'd never ask.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: The Accused Is Entitled (#3.2)" (2002)
Gil Grissom: Tom Haviland's attorneys are not waiving time.
Nick Stokes: Are you serious?
Sara Sidle: They're actually exercising their right to a speedy trial?
Gil Grissom: No requests for continuances, no stall tactics. They're pushing for their day in court.
Warrick Brown: Good defense attorney always does the last thing you expect.
Catherine Willows: Yeah. What typically drags on for months has now been put on the fast track and the prelim is less than 72 hours.
Greg Sanders: I'm only done processing half the evidence.
Catherine Willows: You're going to have to call in help, because if the judge thinks that our evidence isn't strong enough to go to trial, he's going to dismiss the charges on Tom.
Sara Sidle: Can't the D.A. drop the charges and we'll refile when we get our evidence together?
Catherine Willows: Sure, but the odds are that Tom will relocate to Europe and pull a Polanski.
Greg Sanders: And what's a Polanski?
Gil Grissom: Get-out-of-jail-free card. One more thing: Westcott just added a forensic scientist to their roster. She wants him to examine every piece of evidence we have against Haviland.
Nick Stokes: As soon as it's processed they'll get a copy of our report.
Gil Grissom: They're entitled to see it as it's processed.
Nick Stokes: I've never done a case where the defendant took advantage of that rule of discovery.
Gil Grissom: Well, when you can't attack the evidence itself, you attack the method of gathering the evidence.
Sara Sidle: So who's their guy?
Gil Grissom: Dr. Phillip Gerard.
Sara Sidle: Phillip Gerard? Your mentor is their forensic scientist?
Gil Grissom: Yeah. Marjorie Westcott's a smart lawyer.

Sara Sidle: Vic didn't sustain any trauma that would've caused a medium velocity spatter.
Sara Sidle: She wouldn't have. I think her throat was slashed, to shut her up. She was collateral damage. My guess... these blood patterns mean that Tonya's dead. And I bet she was the first to die. Rage killing.

Catherine Willows: So, I've checked every plumbing fixture in this place. There's no blood.
Sara Sidle: Grissom said he found blood under Movie Boy's nailbeds.
Catherine Willows: And that sheet looks like a butcher's apron. Movie Boy had to wash his hands someplace.

Sara Sidle: There was another guy in that room. That's, that's great. The defense has us moving so fast we can't make sense of our own evidence.
Gil Grissom: That's what they want.

Sara Sidle: [to Grissom] I've looked at everything in that hotel room. Nothing matches that pattern.
Gil Grissom: What about the booking photos of Tom? Were you able to make comparisons off those?
Sara Sidle: I told Brass that I needed them; he hasn't sent me anything yet.
Gil Grissom: This case is a moving target. I'll get ahold of Brass.
[notices Sara is dressed for her court appearance]
Gil Grissom: You look nice.
Sara Sidle: Thanks. Wish me luck.
[turns to leave]
Gil Grissom: Sara? Whatever happens in court, it's not because you're seeing this guy. You deserve to have a life.

Atty. Marjorie Westcott: [to Sara] You date... you and Hank. You share a subtle communication. Did he move the bra to where you might have wanted it?
Sara Sidle: I didn't want it anywhere. I collect evidence without emotion.
Atty. Marjorie Westcott: You do get emotionally involved, though with the men on your cases. Hank Peddigrew isn't the first time.
Sara Sidle: Excuse me?
Atty. Marjorie Westcott: A murder investigation at the residence of one Charles Renteria. Eyewitness stated he saw you and your supervisor Gil Grissom standing alone outside and you were touching him in a romantic gesture.
Sara Sidle: I brushed chalk from his face.
Atty. Marjorie Westcott: Is that what they're calling it now?
Prosecutor for CSI: Objection, your honor.
Sara Sidle: Drywall dust. We were looking for a body.
Atty. Marjorie Westcott: It's a fair question, your honor. Just how far will Ms. Sidle go on the evidence to please her boss, Gil Grissom, whether he returns her attentions or not?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Crate 'n' Burial (#1.3)" (2000)
Sara Sidle: Are my observations distracting you?
Gil Grissom: Huh? Oh, I barely heard you.
Sara Sidle: Good thing I have a healthy ego.

Sara Sidle: Hey, Grissom. Can you come tape me up?
Gil Grissom: [after Sidle goes back into the room] I love my job.
Catherine Willows: It shows.

Sara Sidle: Hey, Grissom, could you come tape me up?
Grissom: [to Catherine] I love my work.
Catherine Willows: It shows.

Nick Stokes: Yeah, but I got her a chem set.
Sara Sidle: You keep that; might learn something.
Nick Stokes: Stop flirting with me.

Nick Stokes: Hey, Catherine, when's your little girl comin' by?
Catherine Willows: She isn't.
Nick Stokes: Yeah, but I got her a chem set.
[looks over to see Grissom had bought the same gift]
Sara Sidle: You keep that; might learn something.
Nick Stokes: Stop flirting with me.

Sara Sidle: [about Catherine's daughter having a birthday] What's the rule, how long do I have to be here before I start kickin' in for gifts?
Catherine Willows: When spirit moves you, Sara, so in your case I guess, um, never.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Table Stakes (#1.15)" (2001)
Catherine Willows: Well, according to her credit card records Portia Richmond hasn't spent a dime since she's been in the Mediterranean.
Sara Sidle: She's dead.
Catherine Willows: Not necessarily. She may have been... swept off her feet.
Nick Stokes: Some guys still like to foot the bill.
Sara Sidle: How would you know?
Nick Stokes: Hey, I only go dutch if girls ask the wrong question.
Catherine Willows: What question it that, Nick?
Nick Stokes: "What do you drive?"
Sara Sidle: It's a legitimate question.
Nick Stokes: No, it's not. What it means is "how much do you make so you can take care of me".

Sara Sidle: You're awake, I hate you.

Nick Stokes: [walks in to see Greg lively doing his work] What up, G?
Sara Sidle: You're awake, I hate you.
Greg Sanders: Couple glasses of merlot, a rack of lamb on my day off. I slept like a baby yesterday. You look horrible.
Sara Sidle: Thanks, Greg.
[Greg looks at Nick]
Nick Stokes: Don't look at me. I got 'sunshine' all night.
[Nick glances over at Sara who glares back at him, definitely catching exactly who he's calling "sunshine"]
Nick Stokes: Check for DNA in the sexual assault kit and the fingernail, please.
Sara Sidle: Everything has to be in CODIS ASAP.
Greg Sanders: Oh, is that all? I want to know who's going to authorize my overtime?
Sara Sidle: Suck it up, Greg. You're well-rested.
[Sara walks away]
Greg Sanders: [to Nick] You want a valium for her?
Sara Sidle: [from a distance] I heard that!

Warrick Brown: What ever happened, "To cross the tape, go the distance"?
Catherine Willows: [dials number on cell phone] I was probably saying that to get you to service my needs at the time.
Catherine Willows: [Sara answers]
[still half asleep]
Catherine Willows: Hello.
Catherine Willows: Hey Sara you sleepin'?
Sara Sidle: [sighs] Yeah.
Catherine Willows: Aww...

Sara Sidle: What am I, working food and beverage at one of the hotels? I haven't had a day off in three weeks
Sara Sidle: I mean if they're gonna call me in, throw me a bone, give me the 4-19 on the elevator
Nick Stokes: Someone's bitter
Sara Sidle: I'm tired
Nick Stokes: You, tired, I thought you never sleep
[Sara yawns loudly]
Nick Stokes: [Nick laughs]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Primum Non Nocere (#2.16)" (2002)
Gil Grissom: There are three things in life that people like to stare at. A rippling stream, a fire in a fireplace and a zamboni going round and round.
Sara Sidle: Charlie Brown. 'I love a zamboni'

Sara Sidle: Since when are you interested in beauty?
Gil Grissom: Since I met you.

Sara Sidle: You sucked at team sports, huh?
Greg Sanders: I was captain of the high school chess squad.

Sara Sidle: [Greg is explaining how he was captain of the high school chess squad] Chess is not a sport, Greg. Sports are physical.
Greg Sanders: Well, sex is physical. So is that a sport?
Sara Sidle: Not to me.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Ending Happy (#7.21)" (2007)
Milton: I shot an arrow into the air,it fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight. Could not follow it in its flight. Long, long... '
Nick Stokes: Sir, that's, that's really sweet.
Milton: That's Longfellow. What do you kids know about poetry?
Sara Sidle: Nick, the arrow came in through that window.
Nick Stokes: Yeah.
Milton: Even an idiot would see that.
[Nick goes out, looks around and finds another arrow, he comes back]
Nick Stokes: Hey Sara, I found another arrow shot into the ground near that tool shed.
Sara Sidle: Maybe the shooter got nervous.
Nick Stokes: Well, to work in a Brothel you're required to register your fingerprints. So...
Sara Sidle: I'm almost done here, I'll catch up.
Nick Stokes: Okay. I'll let you know if we get lucky.
Sara Sidle: [turns to Milton and finishes the poem] 'Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; And the song, from beginning to end, found again in the heart of a friend.' Keep the faith Milton.

Sara Sidle: [after putting her hand in the water] Feels like bath water. It's gotta be ninety degrees. There's no way we're going to get an accurate TOD.
Gil Grissom: Places like this always keep their pools warm, it encourages the girls to swim topless. It's good for business.
[at Sara's look]
Gil Grissom: So they tell me.

Gil Grissom: Where's your coroner?
Sheriff Ned Bastille: Couldn't get him on the horn. Probably out in some barn, up to his elbows in a cow's vagina.
Sara Sidle: Excuse me?
Sheriff Ned Bastille: Oh yeah, coroner's a part time gig here in Bryant County. He's a veterinarian. That's his money gig.

Gil Grissom: Twenty-five people here last night, and nobody sees anything.
Tanya: [passing by] Nice hat honey.
Sara Sidle: So, uh, you've been to a place like this before?
Gil Grissom: I worked a murder/suicide at the Naughty Kitty once.
Sara Sidle: No, no. Come on, you know what I mean.
Gil Grissom: As a customer? No.
Sara Sidle: You've never paid for sex?
Gil Grissom: I have not. I find the whole idea very... bleak.
Sara Sidle: Really? How come?
Gil Grissom: Sex should provide the opportunity for human connection, but paid sex does the opposite of that. To me, sex without love is... pointless. It makes you sad.
Sara Sidle: Well, I'm pretty sure I don't make you sad.
Gil Grissom: No. You make me happy.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Fallen Idols (#7.17)" (2007)
Sara Sidle: You rang?
Archie Johnson: Yes, found the owner of that cell phone.
Sara Sidle: Megan.
Archie Johnson: Nope. Shiela Latham.
Sara Sidle: What is Megan's best friend's cell phone doing in the front seat of her boyfriend's van?
Archie Johnson: [singing] If that's your boyfriend, if that's your boyfriend...
Sara Sidle, Archie Johnson: He wasn't last night.

Sara Sidle: You know, when I was in college, I had this boyfriend - and I thought we were monogamous. Then one night during the post-coital panty search, he handed a pair of underwear that wasn't mine.
Warrick Brown: Ooh! How'd he explain that one?
Sara Sidle: He said they belonged to his sister...
Warrick Brown: Yeah right... Let's hope your taste in men has improved.
Sara Sidle: Yeah...

Sara Sidle: [about to shave Grissom's face] Do you trust me?
Gil Grissom: Intimately.
[They wink at each other]

Sara Sidle: High school student with a van... I'll bet half the senior class is in here.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Leapin' Lizards (#7.22)" (2007)
Sara Sidle: [laying in bed watching Godzilla together] I always feel sorry for the monster.
Gil Grissom: Then you better turn it off before they use the oxygen destroyer on him.

Gil Grissom: Do you believe that intelligent life exists on other planets?
Sara Sidle: I'm not sure there's intelligent life on this planet; I just was in the barn.

Sara Sidle: [looking at the pigs] I think the fat one likes you.
Nick Stokes: They always do.

Sara Sidle: Hi.
Nick Stokes: Hey.
Sara Sidle: What are you doing?
Nick Stokes: Well, I read about this farmer in Canada who killed a bunch of women and fed them to his pigs.
Sara Sidle: Oh.
Nick Stokes: Yeah, their health department had to put out a bulletin that said "Warning, your pork may be contaminated with human."
Sara Sidle: I'm so glad I'm a vegetarian.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Sex, Lies and Larvae (#1.10)" (2000)
Sara Sidle: What if... you can hear the victim's screams? In the car, or at the store.
Gil Grissom: You have empathy for her, Sara. You want someone to pay for what was done to her. That's normal.
Sara Sidle: [pauses] You want to sleep with me?
Gil Grissom: [looks up at her] Did you just say what I think you said?
Sara Sidle: That way, when I wake up in cold sweat under the blanket, hearing Kaye's screams, you can tell me it's nothing, it's just empathy.

Scott Shelton: Like I said, I'd wrestle her off me, but I never, ever, laid a hand on her.
Sara Sidle: How 'bout a gun?
[glares at him]
Scott Shelton: [looks to Grissom]
[scoffs]
Scott Shelton: You have your hands full with her.
Gil Grissom: So do you.

Gil Grissom: You've still got to convince a jury.
Sara Sidle: On bullets. It's got to be better than bugs.
[Grissom looks at her]
Sara Sidle: Less Latin.

Scott Shelton: [after Sara discovers blood that has been wiped clean off the wall] I have no idea how it got there.
Sara Sidle: It "got there" when you shot your wife in the head before you wrapped her in a blanket and dumped her in the mountains.
[points her finger in his face]
Scott Shelton: Get your finger out of my face!
[they fight]
Sara Sidle: You touch me again, you draw back a stump.
[to Grissom]
Captain Jim Brass: Get her under control!
Gil Grissom: [shouts] Get him out of here, Jim!
Scott Shelton: Told you she was a handful.
Sara Sidle: You don't know a handful!
Gil Grissom: Hey, hey, what's the matter with you?
Sara Sidle: I am a woman, and I have a gun and look how he treated me! I can only imagine how he treated his wife!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Nesting Dolls (#5.13)" (2005)
Sara Sidle: [Sara and Grissom sit facing each other. The light from the setting sun filters through the darkening room] It's funny... the things that you remember and the things that you don't, you know. There was a smell of iron in the air. Cast-off on the bedroom wall. There was this young cop puking his guts. I remember the woman who took me to foster care. I can't remember her name, which is strange, you know, 'cause I couldn't let go of her hand.
Grissom: Well... the mind has its filters.
Sara Sidle: I do remember the looks. I became the girl whose father was stabbed to death. Do you think there's a murder gene?
Grissom: I don't believe that genes are a predictor of violent behavior.
Sara Sidle: You wouldn't know that in my house. The fights, the yelling, the trips to the hospital. I thought it was the way that everybody lived. When my mother killed my father, I found out that it wasn't.
[Sara starts to cry. Grissom reaches out and holds her hand]

Catherine Willows: You know, every time we get a case with a hint of domestic violence or abuse, you go off the deep end. What is your problem?
Sara Sidle: Yeah, I probably do, and you let your sexuality cloud your judgment about men, and I'm gonna go over your head.

Sara Sidle: [to Ecklie] The only reason this is your lab is because Grissom doesn't kiss ass. You couldn't hack it in the field, so you fail your way up, you break up our team, and now you just hang out in the hallways waiting for one of us to screw up.

[Grissom comes to Sara's residence]
Sara Sidle: Well, if you're here, it can't be good... Can I get you anything?
Grissom: Sure. An explanation.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: The Good, the Bad and the Dominatrix (#7.23)" (2007)
Gil Grissom: I'm the only one Heather trusts.
Sara Sidle: I get it.
Gil Grissom: Sara.
Sara Sidle: [Grissom can't think of what to say] It's fine. Do what you need to do.

Lady Heather Kessler: I don't respond well to men who judge me based solely on my profession.
Sara Sidle: I get that a lot too, law enforcement.
[they share a smile]

Sara Sidle: How much do you think a night like this would cost?
Catherine Willows: Heather told me, five years ago she was clearing twenty grand a week. And that was before Lady Heather dot com.
Sara Sidle: [after a moment] What is she like?
Catherine Willows: Beautiful, smart, intense... charming. The only woman I've ever seen rattle Grissom.
[Sara stops processing and looks up]

Catherine Willows: Heather on the other hand, uninhibited, and can beat him at mental chess...
Catherine Willows: [Sara can't believe what she's hearing] They had chemistry and he's a scientist, I have no proof and I know he'd never tell me, but I'm certain they spent the night together... I wonder which one wore the chaps.
Sara Sidle: [clears her throat] Lots of coins and toothpicks, they don't sweep under here.
Catherine Willows: More power to him really to find someone outside of work, 'cause... you start fishing from the company pier and asking for trouble.
[Sara has a look of total shock]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Empty Eyes (#7.18)" (2007)
Sara Sidle: My date got canceled.
Gil Grissom: I'm sure he had a good excuse.

Sara Sidle: [crying] I held his hands, just like I held hers and I lost perspective.
[Grissom wipes Sara's tears]

Nick Stokes: It was good that you were there for her Sara. She didn't have to die alone.
Sara Sidle: [sadly] We usually show up too late to meet the victim.

Hodges: You ever do the right thing, and still feel guilty?
Sara Sidle: [softly] Yeah. Sucks, doesn't it?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Sounds of Silence (#1.20)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: What was that all about? Grissom signs?
Warrick Brown: You know he drinks when he goes out at night?
Sara Sidle: He goes out?
Warrick Brown: Exactly. Who knows anything about that guy?

[Grissom wouldn't tell them how he learnt sign language]
Sara Sidle: [coming into the room] What was that all about? Grissom signs?
Warrick Brown: What does Grissom drink when he goes out at night?
Sara Sidle: He goes out?
Warrick Brown: Exactly. Who knows anything about that guy?

[Grissom walks in with a witness]
Sara Sidle: Well, now we know why Grissom's late.
Warrick Brown: Ahh, you just don't like any other women in his life.
Sara Sidle: I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Evaluation Day (#1.22)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: It's hard to tell where the human ends and the animal begins.

Greg Sanders: [turns to Sara] Squirrels love'm,
[turns to Nick]
Greg Sanders: they get tossed at the Dodgers Stadium,
[turns back to Sara]
Greg Sanders: and they make a hell of a butter.
Sara Sidle: You're nuts, you know that?
Greg Sanders: Exacomundo. PEANUTS! Right scopes' the skin, left scopes the shell of the nut. Think peanuts Espanol.

Sara Sidle: For every one that parts, one stands above ground.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Down the Drain (#5.2)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: [to Greg] I heard you finally lost your virginity.

Sara Sidle: I don't have a death wish, and I'm not a drunk. In case you were worried.
Gil Grissom: I'm not worried. I'm concerned.

[to Greg, referring to his first autopsy]
Sara Sidle: So I heard you lost your virginity.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Cool Change (#1.2)" (2000)
[Beeper goes off; Catherine calls in]
Jerrod Cooper: Hello?
Catherine Willows: Oh, hey.
Jerrod Cooper: Who's this? I just dialed my own damn beeper.
Catherine Willows: It's my beeper now. I found it.
Jerrod Cooper: It ain't your beeper, girl. That's my beeper. I do a lot of business on that beeper.
Catherine Willows: What kinda business?
Jerrod Cooper: Oh, you know. Slangin' a little somethin' somethin'.
Catherine Willows: Oh, a little somethin' something'. Maybe a little bling-bling?
Jerrod Cooper: What do you know about some bling-bling?
Catherine Willows: Invite me over to your crib, baby, and you might find out.
Jerrod Cooper: It's on. Three Aces Motel. Room 202.
Catherine Willows: Three Aces Motel, room 202. See you soon.
[she hangs up, and looks at Sara who was listening]
Catherine Willows: Did I just do that?
Sara Sidle: What's a "bling bling"?
Catherine Willows: Got me.

Catherine Willows: Is there anything in there with alcohol?
Sara Sidle: Root beer?

Gil Grissom: [considering three possibilities using the "Norman" dummies] Norman pushed... Norman jumped... Norman fell.
Sara Sidle: Wouldn't you, if you were married to Mrs. Roper?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Unleashed (#11.19)" (2011)
Sara Sidle: During Iona's cat role-playing, did umm, she ever express the desire to be eaten by a mountain lion because that's how she died.

[CSIs approach Dr Neth's mansion, loud music playing]
Sara Sidle: Someone's having a party...
Dr. Raymond Langston: Well they won't mind if we crash.
[Rings doorbell]
Dr. Tyrell Neth: Good evening! May I help you?
Dr. Raymond Langston: Dr Tyrell Neth?
Dr. Tyrell Neth: Yes.
Dr. Raymond Langston: I'm CSI Langston, this is CSI Sidle. We're from the Vegas crime lab, we'd like to ask you a few questions about Iona Vail.
Dr. Tyrell Neth: Certainly.
Sara Sidle: Can we come in?
Dr. Tyrell Neth: [laughs] By all means.
[pauses]
Dr. Tyrell Neth: I hope you like animals.
[CSI's walk into room full of 'cat' women, and exchange increduous looks]

Dr. Tyrell Neth: The idea of animal transformation - therianthropy - is as ancient as mankind itself. In native cultures, young males gain an animal spirit at puberty. Often the initiate must kill his spirit animal, consume it as a right of passage.
Dr. Raymond Langston: Yes I'm familiar with the concept but umm... my understanding of therianthropy is that it's fleeting, it's meant to be symbolic. In many cultures, the notion of retaining the shape of the beast is seen as nothing less than a curse.
Sara Sidle: Cat got your tongue? Maybe you could loosen it enough to tell us about Iona Vail.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Way to Go (#6.24)" (2006)
Gil Grissom: [the camera focus is on Grissom] I don't know. Most people want to die in their sleep, I suppose. Never know that it's happening, like a crime scene. Surprise, you're dead.
[the camera has slowly spins around to reveal Grissom is in a bedroom]
Gil Grissom: I'd prefer to know in advance that I was going to die. I'd like to be diagnosed with cancer actually, have some time to prepare.
[Grissom sighs]
Gil Grissom: Go back to the rain forest one more time, re-read 'Moby Dick.'
[the camera is now behind Grissom and focus on a room. A female steps out wearing a white silky bathrobe]
Gil Grissom: Possibly enter an international chess tournament.
[the female walks towards Grissom and the camera focus stays only on her body]
Gil Grissom: At least have enough time to say 'goodbye' to the ones that I love.
[the female sits besides him. It's Sara]
Sara Sidle: I'm not ready to say 'Goodbye.'
[Sara smiles at him. The camera focus switches to Grissom who smiles back]

Sara Sidle: Mr. Phillipe, I have a dead man with a nineteen inch waist and no way to identify him, any help, at all, would be appreciated.
Mr. Phillipe: Do you have a picture?
Sara Sidle: I have a head shot.
[shows him a picture of a severed head]

Gil Grissom: What do you think?
Sara Sidle: I think I feel fat.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: House of Hoarders (#11.5)" (2010)
Nick Stokes: How can anyone live like this?
Sara Sidle: I think someone died like this.

Sara Sidle: Take a left at the sewing machine and a right by the Mason Jars.
Greg Sanders: [looking around] Which sewing machine?
Sara Sidle: Just follow the North Star!
[Shines her torch on the ceiling]

Sara Sidle: Mrs Santiago, I need you to look at something
Mrs. Marta Santiago: If I do, will you leave?
Sara Sidle: I can't promise that.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Getting Off (#4.16)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: [Grissom gave her a strange look] What?
Gil Grissom: I haven't seen you in a while, have I?
Sara Sidle: You see me every day.
[smiles and walks away]

Buddy Ween: That son of a bitch! He was working off the books. I can't believe he would try to stiff me.
Sara Sidle: He's actually the one who got stiffed.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Committed (#5.21)" (2005)
Sara Sidle: When my father died, my mother came to a place like this for a while for evaluation.
[pause]
Sara Sidle: It looked the same, it smelled the same. It smelled like lies.
Gil Grissom: You sure you're OK?
Sara Sidle: Crazy people do make me feel crazy.

[last lines]
Gil Grissom: Well, jail or no jail - I don't think she'll last six months. She'll die without her son.
Sara Sidle: That would be better for both of them.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Snuff (#3.8)" (2002)
Sara Sidle: Why are you throwing phone books?
Warrick Brown: Because a beaker gets glass all over the place.

Catherine Willows: [to Douglas Sampson about Susan Hodap] You killed her.
Sara Sidle: [to Douglas Sampson, referencing the fact that he became infected with HIV by exposing himself to Susan's infected blood while killing her] I guess she killed you back.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Swap Meet (#5.5)" (2004)
Zack Capola: You know how it is, you look like you were a jock in college.
Greg Sanders: [points to himself shocked] Me?
Sara Sidle: [points to Greg shocked] Him?

Sara Sidle: Arrive as a couple, leave as a couple.
Gil Grissom: No photos, no video.
Sara Sidle: No affairs.
Gil Grissom: And the kids must never know.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Chasing the Bus (#2.18)" (2002)
trace lab tech: I heard Sanders broke out of here, fared poorly, and disgraced us all.
Sara Sidle: No. He didn't.

Sara Sidle: [Standing with 3 others in the lab after silently watching a staged flat tire experiment until it has a blowout] Cool.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Pledging Mr. Johnson (#1.4)" (2000)
Sara Sidle: What's that smell?
Nick Stokes: I'm nuking a burrito.
Sara Sidle: Mmm. Junk food and radiation. Good combo.

Sara Sidle: [walking in on Warrick and Nick changing]
[to Warrick]
Sara Sidle: Fine suit.
Sara Sidle: [to Nick without any shirt on] And, well, just fine.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: 4x4 (#5.19)" (2005)
Greg Sanders: Sara, I just want you to know that when we were in the shower together, I didn't see anything.
Sara Sidle: Really? Gosh, I saw everything...

Greg Sanders: No matter how hard you work to get big, there's always someone bigger.
Sara Sidle: It could be what keeps them going. Like Freud said, "Anatomy is destiny".
Greg Sanders: What do you think Freud would have to say about one of these being the murder weapon?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Harvest (#5.3)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: This counts as field work, you know.
Greg Sanders: Oh, I'm smiling on the inside.
Sara Sidle: Dirty laundry or garbage?
[before Greg can answer]
Sara Sidle: You know what? You take garbage.
Greg Sanders: Thanks.

Sara Sidle: [sees two pill bottles] Daniel Perez is taking oxycodone for pain, and Alicia was on diazepam.
Warrick Brown: Diazepam? That's a pretty hard-core antidepressant for a kid that small.
Sara Sidle: I guess they didn't want her complaining while they were mining her body for healthy cells.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Bodies in Motion (#6.1)" (2005)
Officer Metcalf: My money's on meth lab.
Sara Sidle: You know, Metcalf, just because somebody lives in a trailer park, doesn't mean they're a meth cook.
Officer Metcalf: You guys are a real pain in the ass, you know that?
Gil Grissom: Get used to it, pal.

[Greg puts his hand in the soupy goop in the trunk and pulls the drain plug back - the goop splashes on his face]
Sara Sidle: Technically, that makes you a cannibal.
Sara Sidle: [pause] Grissom would be proud.
Greg Sanders: Grissom would've tasted it on purpose.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Lab Rats (#7.20)" (2007)
Sara Sidle: Hey.
Wendy Simms: Hey.
Sara Sidle: Here you go. I checked under the keys.
[she hands Wendy a keyboard]
Sara Sidle: Crusty white stains, pale blue under ALS.
Wendy Simms: Semen, huh? What made you check under the keys?
Sara Sidle: A butt print
[models with her hands]
Sara Sidle: on the credenza.
Wendy Simms: Yeah, okay, that's gross.
Sara Sidle: CDC contacted us because the whole office has a herpes simplex one outbreak, and nobody could figure out why. I guess you never really know what's going on in your office.

Wendy Simms: Hey Sara, is it true that the miniature cases have been keeping Grissom up at night?
Sara Sidle: [defensive] How would I know?
Wendy Simms: I just thought that maybe you guys all talk about it, and Hodges told me that Grissom confided in him and you know what, never mind, just forget I even asked.
Sara Sidle: Well, listen, I don't know what Hodges has been telling you but do you really think that Grissom would confide in him, about anything?
Wendy Simms: No, of course not.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Fannysmackin' (#7.4)" (2006)
Greg Sanders: [weakly] Sara
Sara Sidle: I didn't think you could see me.
Greg Sanders: I can't. I know that Sidle scent.

Catherine Willows: Pig and the piglets are in the pigpen.
Warrick Brown: About time. Finally some good news.
Catherine Willows: Did you know Pig, a.k.a Cole Tritt, was the only adult? The rest were all under 18. One was 14.
Warrick Brown: You're kidding. Who raises these kids?
Catherine Willows: I mean, they weren't all delinquents. Demetrius James was a college student.
Nick Stokes: Hangin' out with the wrong crowd in the wrong town. I'm tellin' ya, havin' a fake I.D in Las Vegas is like havin' a - a free ticket on the hell train. Sex, drugs, gambling, no adult supervision, 24/7, by the time they're 21 they've done and seen it all.
Catherine Willows: Make me slit my wrists why don't ya? I'm raising a teenager here.
Warrick Brown: Ah, you're doin' a great job, Linds is gonna turn out to be a beautiful young woman. Besides, I grew up in Vegas, I didn't turn out so bad, did I?
Nick Stokes: Yeah. That was pre-Mirage. Back when you were goin' to the casino, playin' the arcade games. Nah, Vegas is a different animal now.
Warrick Brown: Yeah, these kids need to beat people up in the street to be entertained. They need some good discipline, they need their grandmother whuppin' their ass like I had.
Nick Stokes: Yeah, a good slap.
Sara Sidle: You know, it kinda sounds like you guys are blaming everyone but these kids. I mean, you don't get a bye just because you grew up here or your parents are on drugs or - - those kids were perfectly capable of telling the difference between a wild night out and beating somebody to death.
Gil Grissom: The truth is, a moral compass can only point you in the right direction, it can't make you go there. Our culture preaches that you shouldn't be ashamed of anything you do anymore. And unfortunately this city is built on the principle that there's no such thing as guilt. "Do whatever you want, we won't tell." So without a conscience, there's nothing to stop you from killing someone. And evidently you don't even have to feel bad about it.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Kiss Kiss, Bye Bye (#6.13)" (2006)
Gil Grissom: [after finding Hodges coloring his grey hair with a sharpie marker] Vainity, thy name is Hodges.
Hodges: This isn't what it looks like. I actually like my grey hair, the few that I have.
Sara Sidle: Hodges, don't you know that grey hair can be very attractive.
[Grissom looks at her]

[about a yellow diamond ring that Lois O'Neill wore the night her waiter was shot]
Catherine Willows: How apropos that she's named names: the Canary Diamond.
Sara Sidle: Wanna bet the birdie sings in the key of GSR?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Invisible Evidence (#4.7)" (2003)
Sara Sidle: You know what pisses me off?
Nick Stokes: Lots of things.

Sara Sidle: [to Grissom] Pin me down.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Built to Kill: Part 2 (#7.2)" (2006)
Sara Sidle: [standing in Grissom's office doorway] I hear we're out of suspects.
Gil Grissom: Not necessarily. Could be in town. Could be out of town. I'll work on it.

Sara Sidle: [after looking at the Izzy Delancy miniature] I think Malibu Barbie did it.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Unfriendly Skies (#1.9)" (2000)
Gil Grissom: High altitude enhances the entire sexual experience. It increases the euphoria.
Sara Sidle: Well, it's good. I don't know if it's that good... Cite your source.
Gil Grissom: Would you hand me a swab please?
Sara Sidle: You're avoiding the question. Cite your source.
Gil Grissom: A magazine.
Sara Sidle: What magazine?
Gil Grissom: "Applied psychodynamics in forensic science".
Sara Sidle: Never heard of it.
Gil Grissom: I'll get you a subscription.

Sara Sidle: We were just talking about murder and whether we would commit it. I couldn't, Warrick could and Nick's on the fence. We're taking an exit poll.
Nick Stokes: Catherine, you're a mother. You and Lindsey are on that plane. How far do you go?
Catherine Willows: All the way.
Sara Sidle: [surprised] You didn't even hesitate.
Catherine Willows: That's right. If it involves the protection of my child I fight to the death.
Warrick Brown: See? We have four people here, all with different opinions. Think of how the passengers must have felt.
Sara Sidle: What do you think, Grissom?
Gil Grissom: I can't answer that question.
Catherine Willows: That's a cop-out. It's a simple question. What would you have done if you had been one of those passengers?
Gil Grissom: It's not about that. You all have different opinions but you've taken the same point of view. You've put yourself in the shoes of the passengers, but nobody's put themselves in the shoes of the victim. That's the point.
Sara Sidle: I'm sorry. What are you saying?
Gil Grissom: Nobody stopped to ask Candlewell if he was all right. They just assumed, because he was kicking the back of Nate's seat, that he was a jerk - because he was pushing his call button that he was bothering the Flight Attendant - because he was trying to get into the lavatory he was making a scene - because he was going back and forth up and down the aisles, he was posing a threat.
Catherine Willows: He was a threat.
Gil Grissom: No. He turned into a threat. It didn't have to be that way. People make assumptions. That's the problem. You just did. And I think these passengers made the wrong assumption and now this guy's dead.
Warrick Brown: Well, if that's your stance how could it have been prevented?
Gil Grissom: If just one person had stopped and taken the time to look at the guy, to listen to him, to figure out what was wrong with him it might not have happened. It took five people to kill him. It would've only taken one person to save his life.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: The Greater Good (#15.13)" (2015)
Sara Sidle: Hodges is working on something
D.B. Russell: That's news to me
Sara Sidle: Well, you know how he is
Julie Finlay: What does he have?
Sara Sidle: All he would tell me is that the strings from the crime scene are starting to sing to him
Julie Finlay: That's very helpful

Sara Sidle: I thought that Maya was down here visiting
D.B. Russell: She was
Julie Finlay: Wait! You took Avery Ryan's advice?
[DB doesn't answer]
Julie Finlay: Does Maya know that she was down here as bait?
Detective Kevin Crawford: In case you wanted to know, we had her under surveillance 24/7. I'd hardly call that bait
Julie Finlay: Really? And what would you call it?
D.B. Russell: The greater good


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Spark of Life (#5.18)" (2005)
[first lines]
Chief Rick Dysart: Local homeowner called it in early. We got it contained pretty quick. We were lucky.
Gil Grissom: [about charred body] Luckier than he was. Low humidity, dry brush. Perfect conditions for maximum damage.
Chief Rick Dysart: Firebugs listen to the weather reports just like we do. Only for different reasons.
Sara Sidle: Maybe some moron just threw a cigarette out the car window.
Chief Rick Dysart: You're an optimist.

Sara Sidle: I've got the business end of a disposable lighter. Could be an ignition source.
Gil Grissom: Hey. What's that?
Sara Sidle: Possible accelerant.
Gil Grissom: Or possible Martini.
Sara Sidle: I didn't think you could smell vodka.
Gil Grissom: Well, that depends on how long it was distilled.
Sara Sidle: Cheap stuff.
Gil Grissom: Ironically, the word for "vodka" comes from the Russian phrase "zhiznennaya voda" - "water of life".


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: The Twin Paradox (#15.6)" (2014)
Sara Sidle: Either our ghost can fly...
D.B. Russell: or there are two people in that room!

Sara Sidle: Without reflection narcissist dies too!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Big Middle (#5.16)" (2005)
Sara Sidle: Relax and lie down on your back.
Greg Sanders: You know, this is exactly like a dream I had once, except it wasn't in a garage. And Grissom wasn't watching.
[pause]
Greg Sanders: That was a different dream.

Sara Sidle: It's not like you to get right down to business.
David Hodges: Even I have off days, Sara.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Burden of Proof (#2.15)" (2002)
[Cath comes back from a body farm]
Sara Sidle: Wow, you got to go to the body farm? I've always wanted to go there! What was it like?
Catherine Willows: Quiet.

Gil Grissom: So, take some photos of the experiment for the D.A. and then, uh, get rid of that stuff.
Sara Sidle: That meat? The raw meat? Me?
Gil Grissom: Yeah.
Sara Sidle: How many meals have we shared together?
Gil Grissom: I don't know.
Sara Sidle: Take a guess. Over a year working together.
Gil Grissom: ...Thirty?
Sara Sidle: I'm a vegetarian, everyone here knows I'm a vegetarian. I haven't eaten meat since we stayed up that night with that dead pig. It pains me to see ground beef. Forget about cleaning it up.
Gil Grissom: Okay... have Nick do it.
[leaves]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Dead Woods (#15.12)" (2014)
Morgan Brody: We need to take a look at your membership records from 2004, specifically the members who had tags to hunt elk
Randy Pruitt: [laughing] Elk pressing charges these days?
Sara Sidle: We're investigating a murder of a family slot to death on Mount Charleston
Randy Pruitt: We hunt animals! Not human beings
Sara Sidle: Yeah? Well, some people can't tell the difference


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Go to Hell (#8.3)" (2007)
Sara Sidle: [to the new CSI, Ronnie] You know what, that question, I will answer. We're not here to protect anyone, Ronnie - not even the cops. We're here to figure out what happened. If you can't do that, you should get a different job.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Buzz Kill (#15.2)" (2014)
Sara Sidle: There is this guy living in my dorm at college, we used to call him Space Bob. Your lab smells like his room. That's not a compliment to either of you!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: I-15 Murders (#1.11)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: I never said you weren't a good CSI.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Dead in His Tracks (#14.22)" (2014)
Nick Stokes: He Sara, find anything in the treasure hunting car?
Sara Sidle: Well, he wasn't a health mad, that's for sure. It looks like he ran a solar business down in Plano. Says on the back he is company owner
Nick Stokes: Are you kidding me? Selling solar in Texas?
Sara Sidle: What, Texas doesn't have sun?
Nick Stokes: Ha ha ha, Texas has oil. When I was growing up, you mentioned something like this it was blasphemy!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Coming of Rage (#4.10)" (2003)
Sara Sidle: I'm gonna do everything in my power to make sure you're tried as an adult.
Ashley Curtwell: Good luck. I dress up real nice. Couple barrettes, little lace collar, two dead parents. I'll be the saddest little girl in the world.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: I Like to Watch (#6.17)" (2006)
Sara Sidle: [walks in to see Hodges looking at the mirror and fixing his hair] Hey there, Gorgeous.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: To Halve and to Hold (#1.14)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: Do you think we're dressed for a wedding?
Warrick Brown: Not my wedding.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Lady Heather's Box (#3.15)" (2003)
Gil Grissom: There's seminal fluid all over the place.
Sara Sidle: Is this a dance club or a sex club?
Warrick Brown: A little of both. Don't you love this town?
Sara Sidle: Whatever you say, Superfly.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Double Cross (#7.5)" (2006)
Sara Sidle: Sometimes I think we made up God just to have someone to blame for our mistakes.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: One Hit Wonder (#3.14)" (2003)
Gil Grissom: Sometimes the best intentions are fraught with disappointments.
Sara Sidle: Emmerson?
Gil Grissom: Grissom.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Grave Danger: Part 2 (#5.25)" (2005)
Sara Sidle: The CSI is still missing. Do you know where he is?
Kelly Gordon: That's pretty funny: You guys not being able to find something.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: The Hunger Artist (#2.23)" (2002)
Sara Sidle: [looking at a hair sample through a microscope] I got crabs.
Gil Grissom: [looks up] Excuse me?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Anonymous (#1.8)" (2000)
Sara Sidle: Cyrus, next time someone says experimenting with drugs is harmless, remind me of this.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: A Bullet Runs Through It: Part 2 (#6.8)" (2005)
Sophia Curtis: If I can't talk to one of my good friends, who can I talk to? My mother? Oh, I forgot, she's a cop too!
Sara Sidle: [snippily] I can recommend the department psychologist.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: XX (#4.17)" (2004)
Hodges: [after Sara has just completed an explanation on a bug] Since when did you become an insects expert?
Sara Sidle: Entymology textbook. Grissom gave it to me last Christmas. When I can't sleep, I read.
Nick Stokes: [smirking] Funny, I didn't get a Christmas gift from Grissom...
[turns to Hodges]
Nick Stokes: Did you...?
Hodges: [also smirking] No...
[Sara gives them both a weird look]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Time of Your Death (#6.22)" (2006)
Sara Sidle: Please tell me there's something more to this 'guys and cars' thing besides the obvious penis extension metaphors.
Greg Sanders: So you want me to lie.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Hero to Zero (#15.15)" (2015)
D.B. Russell: "I wear a mask. And that mask, it's not to hide who I am, but to create what I am"
Sara Sidle: I give up. Are you quoting Sun Tzu?
D.B. Russell: Eh, no, no, no. A different warrior: Batman, volume 1, number 624. What are you doing?
Sara Sidle: Oh, I'm just trying to see your feet. The last Batman fan I met was shoeless and lives in an alley. You know, I never pegged you for a comic book nerd
D.B. Russell: My early teens, every dime I had went to comic books
Sara Sidle: I guess I just don't get it. You know? My childhood fantasies was never my escape. I lost myself in science and numbers, it's all I needed I guess
D.B. Russell: Well, you liked things that were clear and proven. Right or wrong. Black or white
Sara Sidle: Maybe


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Turn of the Screws (#4.21)" (2004)
Greg Sanders: I found something a little unusual for a roller coaster. Not a sailor but a...
Sara Sidle: Semen? Sex on the roller coaster?
Greg Sanders: Or some kid shaking with shorty.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Cats in the Cradle... (#2.20)" (2002)
Nick Stokes: Hey.
Sara Sidle: [lively] Hey.
Nick Stokes: Wow, you look...
Sara Sidle: Happy?
Nick Stokes: Smug, acually.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Fur and Loathing (#4.5)" (2003)
Hodges: I've stopped trying to figure out people.
Sara Sidle: Smart idea.
Hodges: I know.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: What's Eating Gilbert Grissom? (#5.6)" (2004)
Catherine Willows: Come on, Sara. This can't wait.
Sara Sidle: It can't or you can't?
Catherine Willows: Both
[Sara sighes and gets up]
Catherine Willows: Get a up of coffee on me.
Sara Sidle: you know the coffee is free.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Scuba Doobie-Doo (#2.5)" (2001)
[Sara walks out to find Grissom pacing furiously]
Gil Grissom: Ninety-five.
Sara Sidle: Excuse me?
Gil Grissom: Normally my pulse is seventy, when it gets to ninety-five, I realize just how mad I am. I have ten people working around the clock on this!
Sara Sidle: You're too hard on yourself.
Gil Grissom: No, I'm not mad at *me*. There's a body in there and that guy knows where it is.
Sara Sidle: So what's your pulse at now?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: After the Show (#4.8)" (2003)
Catherine Willows: Your father ever tell you you were pretty?
Sara Sidle: I guess.
Catherine Willows: Did he ever tell you you were smart?
Sara Sidle: Yeah.
Catherine Willows: So it probably never occurred to you that you wouldn't be successful. If all you ever hear is that you're gorgeous, you can let everything fall away and leave you in a very dangerous place.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Play with Fire (#3.22)" (2003)
Sara Sidle: Do you want to have dinner with me?
Gil Grissom: No.
Sara Sidle: Come on, let's go to dinner... let's see what happens.
Gil Grissom: Sara... I... don't know what to do about this.
Sara Sidle: I do. And when you finally figure it out, it might be too late.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Rubbery Homicide (#15.8)" (2014)
Sara Sidle: [looking at the bloody impression of a face] The assailant gets blood on his or her face, gets taken down, face-planted on the concrete, leaving the impression
D.B. Russell: Could be our first impression of the killer


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Secrets & Flies (#6.6)" (2005)
Sara Sidle: Project Sunflower promotes itself as doing God's work.
Catherine Willows: I knew a stripper who claimed the exact same thing.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Early Rollout (#4.15)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: I'm a slow sucker.
[responding to Nick's remark on her seemingly long-lasting cough drop]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Felonious Monk (#2.17)" (2002)
Gil Grissom: [quoting] "Wherever you live is your temple, if you treat it like one."
Sara Sidle: State your source.
Gil Grissom: Buddha.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Suckers (#4.13)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: [Checking the liquid on the floor] This is sweet.
Catherine Willows: Doesn't the room have a sign saying no food or drink allowed?
Gil Grissom: Make sure you get that to Greg!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Pirates of the Third Reich (#6.15)" (2006)
Wendy Simms: ...and, the eye ball belonged to a Jack Landers, who - is a convicted sex offender.
Sara Sidle: Would sticking your eye ball into a woman's eye socket constitute as sex offence?
Wendy Simms: Well, rape is legally defined as putting an unwanted foreign object into a genital opening - so, sexual? No.
Sara Sidle: But... offensive - yeah.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Under My Skin (#15.17)" (2015)
Sara Sidle: She had one date with the suspect before she realized he was a head case and told him she wasn't interested
D.B. Russell: Let me guess: he wouldn't take no for an answer


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Bad Blood (#15.3)" (2014)
Sara Sidle: Russell, I need you to do something for me
D.B. Russell: Yes of course, anything
Sara Sidle: If we are going to die, we need to go down fighting, okay? So put us to work
D.B. Russell: DB: Neither one of you have my permission to die! You've got that?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Blood Lust (#3.9)" (2002)
Gil Grissom: [to Warrick] What do you weigh?
Warrick Brown: Uh, that's between me and my trainer.
Gil Grissom: Do I have to get a scale?
Warrick Brown: A buck 95, give or take a doughnut.
[Grissom turns to Sara]
Sara Sidle: Don't even ask, I'm not telling you.
Gil Grissom: Warrick, would you lie down on the floor.
Warrick Brown: I don't get paid enough to play dead.
Gil Grissom: Please?
[Warrick gets on the floor]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Bad Words (#4.19)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: It's always encouraging when public bathrooms are out of soap.
[later]
Sara Sidle: Asphyxiated and head bashed in. No soap was the least of his problems.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Blood Drops (#1.7)" (2000)
Catherine Willows: How's the little girl?
Sara Sidle: Uh, well, the *shrink* said she's in a catatonic state as a result of trauma. *I* could have told you that. Oh, but she *did* respond to the name Buffalo.
Gil Grissom: Respond how?
Sara Sidle: She freaked out.
Gil Grissom: And, what are doing about that now?
Sara Sidle: Going back to the girl. She's out in the car. The windows are cracked. Hey, give me a little credit, she's at the hospital.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Too Tough to Die (#1.16)" (2001)
[Grissom tells her not to make her cases personal]
Sara Sidle: I wish I was like you, Grissom. I wish I didn't feel anything.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Justice Is Served (#1.21)" (2001)
[Catherine and Sara have just seized a carnival as evidence and Sara is grinning madly]
Catherine Willows: [Annoyed] What?
Sara Sidle: Well, this is fun.
Catherine Willows: As opposed to...?
Sara Sidle: A more scientific approach.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Neverland (#10.15)" (2010)
Sara Sidle: Steve, you don't look so good. Are you feeling okay?
Steve Reppling: Yeah, I'm fine.
Sara Sidle: Look, I know what you mean about moving on to other things. When I was your age, I couldn't get there quick enough. I started to wish there was some magic potion I could swallow to make myself older, cooler - turned out there was. The down side was, the next day, I would feel awful: my mouth would be dry, my-my head would be pounding, and-and I could just smell this sweet, sugary poison seeping out of my pores.
Steve Reppling: [Vomits watery liquid onto the floor]
Sara Sidle: You're a tequila man, huh, Steve?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Fight Night (#3.7)" (2002)
[while processing the boxing ring, Sara comes across the spit bucket filled with blood and saliva; she turns to Warrick with a tight smile on her face]
Warrick Brown: What's so funny?
Sara Sidle: Smiling suppresses the gag reflex.
Warrick Brown: This is coming from the same woman who processed fecal fat from a ruptured colon.
Sara Sidle: Every crim has a problem area. Mine is saliva.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: No More Bets (#4.22)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: A fake ID is for scamming a casino. A baller puts his real name on a roley.
[Grissom turns and gives Sara a look, surprised by what he just heard. She shrugs it off and waves the papers in her hand toward Warrick]
Sara Sidle: What? He rubs off.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Crash and Burn (#3.17)" (2003)
[about a case involving an elderly woman who crashed into a restaurant]
Sara Sidle: What do you have, Greg?
Greg Sanders: Well, maybe she had the munchies. Tox screen came back. Mrs. Lambert tested positive for cannibus sativa.
Sara Sidle: Grass?
Greg Sanders: "Grass?" So seventies, man! Sticky green, dank, chronic, cush, happy stick, wacky tobaccy.
Sara Sidle: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Grandma was high?
Greg Sanders: Yeah.
Sara Sidle: Grandma was high?
Greg Sanders: As a kite.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: No Humans Involved (#5.10)" (2004)
Sara Sidle: Go with the living, Jim. The dead can wait.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Abra Cadaver (#3.5)" (2002)
Sara Sidle: You didn't beep me for a magic trick.
Greg Sanders: Swami doesn't do magic tricks, Swami is here to reveal all your DNA secrets
Sara Sidle: I'm very busy Greg.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Girls Gone Wilder (#15.5)" (2014)
Julie Finlay: Oh waiter! Excuse me. Could we have a very nice bottle of champagne?
Sara Sidle: Finn, it's like barely 9 o'clock in the morning
Julie Finlay: Eh, with orange juice


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: King Baby (#5.15)" (2005)
Sofia Curtis: How long does a woman lactate after giving birth?
Sara Sidle: I had a professor in college, her 6-year-old would come in every day for lunch. I guess they go for as long as you let them.
Sofia Curtis: What, the boobs or the kids? It's like you're a... two-legged topless buffet.
[shudders]


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Grave Danger: Part 1 (#5.24)" (2005)
Sara Sidle: Ether? That's old school.
Warrick Brown: Yeah, stuff is volatile, flammable. Outside of meth cooks, no one uses it anymore.
Gil Grissom: People use what they know.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Unbearable (#5.14)" (2005)
Greg Sanders: If you've added up every cent I've made in my entire life, I still wouldn't be able to afford half this car... It's art. And I'd have every girl in the neighborhood after me.
Sofia Curtis: Not when they saw your apartment.
Sara Sidle: You've been to Greg's apartment?
Sofia Curtis: Who hasn't?


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Slaves of Las Vegas (#2.8)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: Um, Miss Delgado, I know you're upset...
Carla Delgado: Upset? Upset is for white people, lady. I'm pissed off!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Keep Calm and Carry-On (#14.12)" (2014)
Greg Sanders: I did meet a guy named "The Goat", who says he'll eat anything for a dollar.
Sara Sidle: He have a pierced ear?
Greg Sanders: Yeah.
Sara Sidle: I had to get evidence OUT of him once.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Overload (#2.3)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: You turned my pickle into a light bulb!


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Compulsion (#5.17)" (2005)
Gil Grissom: Maybe he's back in the game again, selling coke to out-of-town businessmen from the comfort and security of his hotel room.
Sara Sidle: So, he takes a break from his job, rapes and kills the vic at another hotel, and then goes back to work?
Gil Grissom: Even cokeheads need a diversion now and then.


"CSI: Crime Scene Investigation: Ellie (#2.10)" (2001)
Sara Sidle: [Warrick is acting supervisor] I ran with the case. I do it with Grissom all the time.
Warrick Brown: Well, I'm not Grissom!