Jorja Fox credited as playing...
CSI Sara Sidle
- 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.
- 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.