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CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
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| Title: | Pilot |
| Episode Number: | 1 |
| Season: | 1 |
| Season Episode #.: | 1 |
| Production Number: | 100 |
| Original Airdate: | Friday October 06th, 2000 |
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Gil Grissom, the supervisor of the graveyard shift, along with his unit, including Captain Jim Brass; Holly Gibbs, the newest investigator; Catherine Willows, a single mother and the number two CSI; and Warrick Brown, a young investigator competing with fellow CSI, Nick Stokes, for a promotion.
Grissom investigates the case of a murder set up to look like a suicide, but finds it hard when he only a few pieces of evidence are found. Warrick and Catherine are assigned to the case of drunk man shot to death. Meanwhile, Nick talks to a man who picked up a woman who once drugged than robbed him.
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| All the equipment on set is fully functional, most of which was donated for product placement.
| Gil Grissom and Catherine Willows are based on Las Vegas PD criminologists Daniel Holstein and Yolanda McCrery.
| This series was originally pitched to ABC but they rejected it, saying it would be "too confusing for the average viewer".
| William Petersen's (Gil Grissom) character's name was named after astronaut Gus Grissom due to Petersen's interest in the US space program.
| Warrick owns a silver jeep with the license plate number 574-GZI.
| Catherine has a daughter named Lindsey who is 5 years old.
| Though the series is said to take place in Las Vegas, most of the filming is done in Santa Clarita, California.
| Ratings: 17.3 million viewers; #8 in Nielson rankings
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| Ray O'Riley: Here comes the 'Nerd Squad'.
| Gil: Concentrate on what cannot lie. The evidence.
| Jim: Suicide.
Gil: You think so, huh?
Jim: You got the sleeping bag for easy cleanup, the bathtub to catch the bullet, open window so the stench alerts the neighbors ... god bless him.
(Brass turns the lights on)
Jim: Oh, geez ...
Gil: Pupa, stage three.
Jim: English. I'm not an entomologist.
Gil: It's the third stage of larva metamorphosis. This guy's been dead seven days.
Jim: That's a maggot, and he stinks. Oh, good, it's almost 11:00. Maybe if I'm lucky I can break out of here in time for a shot at the first rack of the Krispy Kreme.
| (Holly Gribbs walks into the office.)
Holly Gribbs: Hello?
(She looks around and grimaces at the various items on the shelves. Behind her, Grissom walks up to her.)
Gil: Hi.
(Holly is startled. She gasps and turns around.)
Gil: Sorry. Welcome to Forensics. Gil Grissom. I'm your supervisor on
graveyard.
Holly Gribbs: Holly Gribbs.
(They shake hands.)
Holly Gribbs: Nice office.
Gil: Thanks. Would you mind taking off your jacket and rolling up your sleeve?
Holly Gribbs: For what?
Gil: I need a pint of your blood. It's customary for all new hires.
Holly Gribbs: Why?
Gil: (he chuckles) So many reasons.
| Gil: We scrutinize the crime scene, collect the evidence recreate what
happened without ever having been there.
(Grissom closes the refrigerator door and turns around to look at Holly.)
Gil: Pretty cool, actually.
Holly Gribbs: I just got out of the academy -- I already know this.
Gil: Of course you do. Then if you'll just sign these waivers for personal injury or death while in the line of duty, we can begin our shift.
(Grissom hands her a clipboard with the forms and gives her a pen. Holly leans over the desk and starts to sign the papers. She gets dizzy and stops.)
Holly Gribbs: Mmm...
Gil: What's the matter?
Holly Gribbs: Um ... I'm kind of light-headed.
Gil: Sit down, sit down. You're probably low on blood sugar. I've got
just the thing.
(Grissom turns around and reaches into the refrigerator. There between the jar with the yellow liquid and the jar with the green sample, he takes out the jar with something black inside.)
(He opens it and offers it to Holly)
Gil: Here, try one of these.
Holly Gribbs: No offense, but I don't think I want to eat anything that's been in this office.
(Grissom pulls the jar away from her and looks at her. Holly reaches in the jar and takes one out. She examines it. Grissom also takes one.)
Holly Gribbs: Is there a grasshopper in here?
(Looking directly at Holly, Grissom pops the grasshopper into his mouth and chews. Holly grimaces.)
| Jim: So your mother is Lieutenant Jane Gribbs from Traffic, is that
right?
Holly: (smiles) Yes, sir.
Jim: Well, Congratulations, Gribbs.
(Grissom is also in the office. He takes a seat at the couch. Brass holds out her file.)
Jim: You're the fifth person I've been forced to hire. We're the number two crime lab in the country. We solve crimes most labs render unsolvable. Now what makes you think you belong here?
(Holly glances at Grissom. When it's apparent that he's not going to answer for her, Holly turns back to Brass.)
Holly: Sir, with all due respect I thought the key to being a lucid crime scene investigator was to reserve judgment until the evidence vindicates or eliminates assumption.
(Brass glances at Grissom and smiles.)
Holly: You're prejudging me. I graduated with honors in criminal justice at UNLV.
Jim: (flippantly) Yeah, so?
Holly: That's not fair.
Jim: Fair? Well, you think putting a juiced-in Lieutenant's daughter on this shift is fair? You know, I've been in the field 22 years. I've seen it all. I've seen people like you come and go, and you know what? They don't amount to nothing but headaches and bad press. Dismissed.
(Brass takes a seat at his desk.)
Holly: Fine.
(Holly leaves the office.)
Gil: Think you got through to her?
| Jim: You're scheduled to appear at an autopsy at 12:30 A.M. They're cutting up that bozo put a hole in his chest. Take her with. I think every new hire should experience an autopsy on their first night.
| (Dr. Klausbach pulls the sheet back from the body. Holly Gribbs reacts to the smell and puts the mask on to cover her nose and mouth.)
Gil: You got to breathe through your ears, Gribbs.
Dr. Klausbach: First dead body, Ma'am?
Holly Gribbs: Yes, sir, but I'll be okay. To tell you the truth, he looks
fake.
Dr. Klausbach: I hate to put a damper on your night, Grissom but it looks like we got ourselves a homicide after all.
Gil: You see, if the victim had extended his arms like ... here, I'll show you. Give me your hands.
(Holly holds out her hands. Grissom grabs them and holds them over the body.)
Gil: And pushed the trigger with his thumbs, like so ... The wound would look like this.
Dr. Klausbach: He's right, honey. This wound's too big. This person was shot from six to seven feet away. It's like somebody stood over him and, bam!
(Dr. Klausbach holds his hand over the body as if he's holding a gun with his index finger pointed downward. He 'fires'.)
Dr. Klausbach: Criminal homicide. Let's see what god would have to say.
(Dr. Klausbach starts the Y-incision. Holly starts to feel queasy. Grissom notices her discomfort.)
Gil: Are you okay?
Holly Gribbs: I'm sorry, sir. I can't take the smell. Oh, god, restroom?
Dr. Klausbach: (points) Right down the hall to your right.
(Holly leaves the room.)
Dr. Klausbach: (to Grissom) She is cute.
| Gil: Wow, you made all these?
Paul Millander: Yes, sir, everything from scratch. We mold, carve, shape, paint and authenticate.
Gil: Excellent work. These seem very real.
Paul Millander: Thanks.
Gil: You ever make any rubber hands?
Paul Millander: Sure, we do, uh ...
(Paul Millander looks around, then takes out a box from under the shelf. He pulls out a latex severed hand and gives it to Grissom.)
Paul Millander: (proudly) This is our best seller right here. Sold 10,000 of those units last Halloween. Even used my own hand for the mold.
Gil: These are your prints.
Paul Millander: Yeah, why? What does that mean?
Gil: It means you're free to go. He's not the guy.
Sergeant Ray O'Riley: Grissom, are you sure?
(Grissom looks at the latex hand.)
Gil: This explains the latex and the lecithin.
(Quick flashback to: The latex hand. Cooking spray is sprayed onto the fingertips.)
Gil: You need oil to make a print.
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
Gil: Anyone who purchased one of these hands could be the killer ... (realizes) ... and what's worse, he's proficient in forensics.
| Jim: (gravely) Sorry to break up your party but I need grave to pull a
double. Holly Gribbs has been shot. She's in surgery now. Apparently the
suspect returned to the scene. They don't think she's gonna make it. Brown,
I'm putting you on administrative leave pending a full report of your
whereabouts. So wash your face and change your socks. You have a long day
ahead of you.
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| Tech: What makes you think 'Dark Side of the Moon' set to 'Wizard of Oz' is going to warm the barn?
This is a reference to the common "Dark Side of the Oz" trick. When the Pink Floyd song "Dark Side of the Moon" is started after the third roar of the MGM lion, the words to the song match the lips of the opening scene almost perfectly.
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