CSI: Miami (TV Series)

Out of Time (2009)

Eddie Cibrian: CSI Detective Jesse Cardoza

Quotes 

• Lieutenant Horatio Caine : We believe that a DNA test will confirm the blood found on Hollings will match the victim.

  Evan Talbot : You have a pinhead-sized sample of blood. You can't run that for DNA.

  Jesse Cardoza : For one test, we can.

  Evan Talbot : Yeah, the defense has the right to run their own DNA test. And if you use the sample up, there's none left for them.

  Jesse Cardoza : You're saying if we test it, we can't use it against the guy, and if we don't test it, we can't get the guy.

  Evan Talbot : Yeah, that's the law. Excuse me, I have to be in court.

  Jesse Cardoza : Well, the law just screwed us.

• Jesse Cardoza : Horatio, I still got five hours left in my shift.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Megan is out in the field. I need your eyes.

  Jesse Cardoza : I'll head over to the canal.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : No. The primary; the Bowers' home. Someone used bleach on the living room.

  Jesse Cardoza : You got a pump spray?

  [Horatio tosses him one] 

  Jesse Cardoza : All right.

• Lieutenant Horatio Caine : [finding a miniscule blood sample, enough for just one test]  What if we multiply the sample?

  Jesse Cardoza : Yeah, well, that's pretty new science. We don't have access to that equipment.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Yes, but the feds are doing it.

  Jesse Cardoza : Think you can reach out?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : I have a friend in the Miami field office; she owes me a favor.

• Jesse Cardoza : [after his last day]  Congratulations. I just heard. Chief wants you to head up the Special Investigations Unit, huh?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Yeah, they're gonna re-name it CSI.

  Jesse Cardoza : Fred Dorsey's old broom closet?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : No, we've got our eye on a piece of property not far from here.

  Jesse Cardoza : Yeah, I bet you do. Well... thank you for everything.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : I hope this works out for you, Jesse. You're a good man.

  Jesse Cardoza : Yeah, me, too. Oh, and Calleigh says you're putting together a team. I know a good cop up at St. Pete, Tim Speedle, if you'd like.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Speedle.

  Jesse Cardoza : Yeah. A little hard to get on the phone, but he's a good guy.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : I'll give him a call.

  [shaking hands] 

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : You take care. You stay in touch, all right?

• Calleigh Duquesne : Oh, my gosh, this is the lab?

  [laughing] 

  Calleigh Duquesne : It's so messy. It looks like a broom closet.

  Jesse Cardoza : Oh, it used to be.

  Calleigh Duquesne : Is this why you're leaving?

  Jesse Cardoza : No.

  Calleigh Duquesne : Well, thank you very much for your help.

  Jesse Cardoza : Anytime. Oh, and, uh, good luck, Calleigh.

• Calleigh Duquesne : I'm wondering if someone could point me in the direction of Lieutenant Fred Dorsey. He's in Special Investigations Unit.

  Larry Parker : How about I point you to my unit, and you can work the night shift with me?

  Jesse Cardoza : I'm sure your wife would take issue with that, Parker.

  Larry Parker : You science guys. Always the buzzkill.

  Jesse Cardoza : [Parker leaves]  Sorry about that. They're stuck in the Stone Age.

• Jesse Cardoza : So far, everything's consistent with the victim's injuries. There's three blood drops on the window. They seem out of place.

  [spraying Luminol, then prying open a baseboard, then spraying the air around him] 

  Jesse Cardoza : There's nothing on the ceiling or behind the baseboards. Cause of blood drops: undetermined.

• Jesse Cardoza : Medium-velocity spatter about six feet up the north wall consistent with blunt-force trauma. Overlapping high-velocity spatter about three feet up. It suggests the victim was hit over the head while standing then fell to her knees.

  [spraying the floor] 

  Jesse Cardoza : There's a large blood pool on the floor that somebody tried to clean up. Apparently where the victim bled out.

• Jesse Cardoza : All right, so... what is all this?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : I think I know how the blood drops got on the window. We agree that it wasn't the head injury. What about the gunshot wound?

  Jesse Cardoza : Well, the victim was on this side of the room. There's no way the blood could have traveled that far.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Sometimes things end up where they never should be, and it pays to know your environment.

  Jesse Cardoza : Okay. Well, what'd we miss?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : I have placed the target where the victim fell to her knees.

  [handing Jesse his gun] 

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Okay? Take this, go to the shooter's position and shoot the target.

  Jesse Cardoza : You want me to shoot the target?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : [turning the AC on]  Go ahead.

  Jesse Cardoza : Really?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Really. It's a dummy round. Go ahead.

  Jesse Cardoza : [as he shoots the bloody sponge, blood spatter hits the window behind him]  The air conditioning was on.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Yeah. Watch this. The air from the AC carried the blood to the window.

  Jesse Cardoza : Know what this means? If the blood hit the killer like it hit me...

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : We just put him in the room.

• Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Explain to me the blood drops.

  Jesse Cardoza : Still can't explain directionality. It's completely out of context.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : [looking at crime scene photos, something clicks]  Jesse, I've got an idea. Before you punch out, I need one more thing.

• Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Okay, hang on a second. What is that, guys?

  [Jesse presses processing tape on Arnold's shirt and removes it] 

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : No. That's dirt; that's not blood.

  Jesse Cardoza : Bend over, please.

  [Hollings does so, and he brushes trace out of his hair] 

  Jesse Cardoza : That's a whole lot of dandruff.

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : Yeah. No blood.

  Arnold Hollings : Is that it? Am I done?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : [noticing something]  No, you're not done. Lean your head back, please. All the way back. Right there. Calleigh, a swab please. Take a look at that. Right there.

  [Calleigh swabs Hollings' nose] 

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : [seeing blood]  Brother... you shouldn't have inhaled.

  Arnold Hollings : What does all this mean?

  Lieutenant Horatio Caine : You're about to find out.