(Grissom walks in with Dr. Gilbert, the female president of the School for the Deaf)
Sara: So that's why Grissom's late.
Warrick: You just don't like other women in his life.
Sara: (Smiles) I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.
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Sara: What was that all about? Grissom signs?
Warrick: What does Grissom drink when he goes out at night?
Sara: He goes out?
Warrick: Exactly. Who knows anything about that guy?
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Grissom: What do you call a guy with blue-dotted blood, lice, and keys to a Ford Explorer?
Warrick: A suspect?
Grissom: A killer.
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Gil: Hey, O'Riley, I wouldn't book those suspects just yet. I think they ran over a corpse.
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Catherine: Hey, remember about three months ago I applied to the American Academy meeting in Chicago? Well, the deadline for your approval is end of shift today.
Gil: It's not a problem.
Catherine: There's important papers to be presented ...
Gil: You don't have to explain -- Consider it done.
Catherine: Thank you.
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Warrick: You know what that means -- smackdown -- the kid was in a fight.
Sara: That ended in murder.
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Nick: One person dead, it's a shame; more than one's a party.
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Jim: Welcome to the caffeine wars.
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Dr. Gilbert: I'm severely deaf, and I can communicate fine. I'd appreciate it if you'd look at me when you speak to me. I wear a hearing aid and I can read lips. You could have asked if I needed an interpreter.
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Dr. Gilbert: How can you solve a crime without understanding the victim?
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Gil: You don't need to hear or speak to communicate. Or ... commit murder.
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Sara: So, you going to tell us how you learned to sign?
Gil: No.
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Sara: Well, the president of the college is a real whack job.
Gil: Sara, you see deafness as a pathology. For Dr. Gilbert, her deafness is not her handicap -- it's her way of life.
Sara: You know, I think you might be siding with her.
Gil: As long as you see this as us versus them, you're going to have problems on this case.
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Gil: Sorry. I was thinking.
Catherine: About what it's like to be deaf?
Gil: About what it's like to hear.
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Catherine: This is the one meeting I needed to attend. I don't always want to be second banana. I can probably do your job. I know that I can do Ecklie's.
Gil: I forgot. I'm so sorry.
Catherine: Make sure to submit the paperwork by the end of the day.
Gil: I thought you said that it was too late.
Catherine: Well, I knew you'd forget so I upped the deadline -- gave you a buffer. Don't forget again.
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Nick: You really think Erin knew she was pregnant? I mean, six weeks?
Catherine: Twenty-year-old girl, living at home? She would have taken a test if she was five seconds late -- panic city.
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Dr. Gilbert: Is that the coward who killed Brian? What happened? He scare you? Talk a little funny? Make a lot of noises? Screamed? Or maybe he just looked at you the wrong way?
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Gil: (to Mark Rucker) You want to know why Brian Clemonds ran away from you? It was dark, you were shouting at him and he didn't understand what you were saying. Brian Clemonds was deaf. He was afraid of you. But you were more afraid of him ... weren't you?
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Dr. Gilbert: Who taught you to sign?
Gil: My mother.
Dr. Gilbert: Tell me about her. And use your hands. You're a little rusty.
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Gil: I don't need him to talk. I just want his blood.
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