Detective Alexandra Eames: This wasn't a robbery gone bad.
Detective Robert Goren: It's murder gone good.
Captain James Deakins: Nothing like a two-thousand degree fire to destroy evidence.
Detective Alexandra Eames: I hear skeletons in the family closet.
Detective Alexandra Eames: [after Goren explains what certain autopsy tools were used on Kittridge for] Don't tell me they took his brain!
Detective Alexandra Eames: [wondering why doctors wanted to study Kittridge's brain] A politician's brain. Maybe they wanted to see how he talked out of both sides of his mouth.
Detective Alexandra Eames: Senator Kittridge will be disappointed his polyp didn't get to save mankind from some terrible disease.
Detective Robert Goren: But then, you'd be worth bringing back.
Spencer Durning: I don't plan on dying.
Detective Robert Goren: His future? Your future! You don't plan on dying, remember? You want to be immortal, you *got* to be immortal! And not in a, a tub of nitrogen, no! Your vessel to eternity is the Durning Foundation. To carry your legacy burning bright through the centuries. No, it's not enough for you to be humanitarian of the year; you got to be humanitarian of the millennium.
Detective Robert Goren: [disgusted] Shame on you.... Humanitarian... to everything and everyone, except your son... your son's tragedy. Because, Spence, however much you may like humanity, it's people that you can't stand.