Gil Grissom: You sniffed it?
David Hodges: That disgust you?
Gil Grissom: No, actually, it's the first time you've ever done anything to impress me.
[a flight attendant enters the hotel]
Front Desk Clerk: Welcome back, Mrs. Krell.
Martha Krell: I told you, it's Martha.
Front Desk Clerk: Your room's ready and I have your credit card on file.
Martha Krell: See you in the morning. I'm beat.
Front Desk Clerk: Call me if you need anything, Martha.
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.
Judge Witherspoon: It's one thing to send a print through AFIS, it's another thing to use a "background subtraction algorithm" to isolate the print from a bedspread.
Gil Grissom: It's not my fault that the courts lag behind our technology.