Lanie Parish: [amused] Girl, I'm gonna smack you. You work side by side every day. He writes a sex scene in his book about you that had *me* reaching for ice water. Now, Little Miss Bride shows up. Don't tell me you're not the least bit jealous.
Kate Beckett: Oh, please. You've been inhaling too many autopsy fluids.
[Beckett begins to leave the room]
Lanie Parish: Honey, just because *you* can't see whats goin' on...
[voice escalates as Beckett starts leaving]
Lanie Parish: ... doesn't mean everyone else doesn't see what's going on!
Kate Beckett: [from outside the room, in a singsong] Shut up!
Lanie Parish: Mm-hmm.
[to Sophie, the corpse]
Lanie Parish: 'Cause I see it. You may not, but I do.
