You know, it's not how you come into this world that counts. It's how you live it.

Doc Robbins

Nick: Hey, do you think three steaks and six eggs is bad for you, doctor?
Doc Robbins: You know what coroners say, don't you Nick? Everyone eventually dies of a heart attack.

Ah...A little chamomile. I imagine the sparks between you and Dr. Lady Heather were flying. I'm sure you dominated.


Dr. Kessler: Who do you think it was that Nate Haskel was performing for in that courtroom? It wasn't the judge or the jury. I can help.
Ray: No thank you, Dr. Kessler. You've answered my questions.
Dr. Kessler: Then I guess we're done here...for now.

Usually, when people say they are doing something for the good of others, they are doing something for themselves.


Dr. Kessler: I can say this...The good Dr. Langston isn't going to catch Nate Haskell.
Ray: If I give in to my nature I won't catch him...I will kill him.
Dr. Kessler: Yes, you will.
Ray: What becomes of me then?

Henry: You know how long it's been since grave hit a cycle?
Hodges: Four years, seven months, thirteen days, two hours, and ten minutes. Henry, we are men of science, not men of superstition.

Henry: This is wrong. You don't just shove dollar bills down the Holy Grail like she's some...You know?
Hodges: That's true Henry, but this is Vegas.

Brass: These people need to get a life.
Greg: I think you'd like video games. You get to shoot people.
Brass: When I was their age I was in a real battlefield, with a real weapon, in a real jungle. I don't need to play war with my thumbs.

Greg: You know what the winner of this takes home? A hundred grand.
Brass: A hundred G's? Now I do want to shoot someone.

Sarah: I just got flowers from one of the day shift guys.
Greg: Does he know you're married?
Sarah: Yeah, he was wishing me luck in the cycle.

You know, when a man lets his wife down, loses her, sometimes he can lose himself. When your marriage fails what no one tells us is that it makes us feel like we failed somehow.


CSI Season 11 Quotes

Haskell: I want Ray to live a long time so he thinks of me every time he unzips his pants
Brass: Yeah, he will remember what a putz you are.

Brass: You know what this button does.
Ray: Morphine clouds my thinking.