- Dr. Al Robbins: Let's start with the stomach contents. They're fascinating. They reminded me of that scene in Jaws where Dreyfuss cuts open the sharks belly and all sorts of weird things come out?
- Gil Grissom: You found a license plate?
- Sara Sidle: When my father died, my mother came to a place like this for a while for evaluation.
- [pause]
- Sara Sidle: It looked the same, it smelled the same. It smelled like lies.
- Gil Grissom: You sure you're OK?
- Sara Sidle: Crazy people do make me feel crazy.
- Dr. Valerie Dino: I don't see what you hope to accomplish. These patients are criminals with severe mental disorders. They're not going to give you a straight answer.
- Captain Jim Brass: No one ever does.
- Gil Grissom: [about Joanne McKay] Well, jail or no jail, I don't think she'll last 6 months. She'll die without her son.
- Sara Sidle: That would be better for both of them.
- Captain Jim Brass: Who's this guy knitting an imaginary sweater? How's he know when it's finished?
- Gil Grissom: His brain tells him that what he's doing is real. He has no reason to doubt it.
- Captain Jim Brass: Or any desire to.
- Captain Jim Brass: [to Earl Simmonds] So what do you do at night?
- Earl Simmonds: Day, night. It don't make no difference. I think.
- Captain Jim Brass: About what?
- Earl Simmonds: Bitches.
- Captain Jim Brass: News flash from the loony bin. Two reported deaths in the last three years from "complications due to restraint procedures."
- Gil Grissom: And how many have gone unreported?
- Captain Jim Brass: The hospital just got off probation. One more death by restraint brings the Feds in.
- Gil Grissom: Good incentive to keep it quiet.
- Captain Jim Brass: Or make it look like someone else did it.
- Gil Grissom: Yeah. Somebody who's crazy.
- Sara Sidle: [to Leon about the pills] Ibuprofen, laxative, aspirin. What are you treating exactly, schizophrenia or constipation?
- Gil Grissom: [about Adam's drawings] Adam's subconscious was working overtime.
- Sara Sidle: I bet you aced your Rorschachs. When I was in 5th grade, I drew a picture of a harpooned whale. Everyone thought I was gonzo'd, but I had just read "Moby Dick." Sometimes a dying whale is just a dying whale.
- Adam Trent: [to Sara] Are you a spiritual person?
- Sara Sidle: Sometimes.
- Adam Trent: Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? That bad things are there to teach us a karmic lesson?
- Nurse Joanne McKay: [to Grissom and Sara] You people come in here disrupting things. You're unsafe. This is your fault.
- Gil Grissom: Really?
- Sara Sidle: You seem to take your job rather personally.
- Nurse Joanne McKay: What are you suggesting?
- Sara Sidle: That you had an intimate relationship with Adam Trent.
- Nurse Joanne McKay: [scoffs] That's ridiculous.
- Sara Sidle: Your lipstick is on his underwear.
- Nurse Joanne McKay: I gave Robbie my lipstick sometimes. Maybe he was wearing it when the whole thing...
- Gil Grissom: [interrupts her] We didn't find any on his lips.
- Nurse Joanne McKay: Well, that's your problem.
- Sara Sidle: [to Joanne McKay] You were lying about giving Robbie lipstick. You have seven out of 13 alleles in common with your patient, Adam Trent.
- Captain Jim Brass: [holds up a bag of letters] Your "Dearest Angel."
- [Joanne doesn't say anything]
- Captain Jim Brass: Okay. Joanne McKay, registered nurse. Licensed by the Nevada board of Nursing 1978. Married Howard Trent 1980. The board requires you to get a new certificate when you get married. I guess you never complied.
- Nurse Joanne McKay: I've always gone by my maiden name.
- Captain Jim Brass: I guess that makes it less embarrassing to check into the motel with your son.
- [Joanne glares at him]
- Captain Jim Brass: Oh, I'm sorry. You checked into a psycho ward instead.
- Nurse Joanne McKay: My son needed me.
- Sara Sidle: For what? To destroy his ego? To fill him with guilt? To make him hate himself so much he would take his own life just to be free of you?
- Nurse Joanne McKay: Why would my son do that?
- Sara Sidle: Because he loves you as much as he hates you.