Post by Sara Sidle on Feb 6, 2006 16:59:36 GMT -5
Right, these are from the lovely people over at Talk:Cise with senses of humor that blow me away sometimes. lol.
Conrad Ecklie: Gooood morning, Gil. How are you, Greg? Nice to see you, Sara. Have a good day, Warrick. Loving the shirt Nicky.
Rod Serling (to home viewers): You have just entered... The Twilight Zone. *cue music*
Catherine: "All right, we have a lot that needs doing today. Are we all clear on the agenda? I don't want any confusion."
Gil: *spinning slowly in office chair, moving hand in a 'yapping' motion* "Blah, Blah, Blah."
{You just wouldn't ever hear that lol}
scenario...Nick running out of his office, happy as a lark to be done work for the day, jumps in to his SUV pulls away and starts to sing..
(to the Flinstone opening song)
Nick; Nicholas..meet Nick Stokes
he's the greatest guy in history
from the Town of Vegas
he's about to hit a chestnut tree
aaaaaaaa
crashes into tree..he's fine folks
Sara: I'm sorry, I was so completely and utterly wrong
Grissom: No, no, Sara. I was wrong.
(Had to do this 1 - this is my own *evil grin*:
Grissom: Catherine, I love you.
Grave Danger:
Prior to killing himself, and prior to the invasion of the red ants, Walter Gordon has something more in mind for Nick, something even more cruel, more insane. He presses a button and none other then the purple dinosaur himself starts to sing;
Barney; I love..you love me
Nick starts to scream; no anything but that no..please make it stop..aaaaaaaaaahh
A Miami 1:
(Alexx is standing in the hallway at a hospital when Ryan hurries in)
Ryan (breathlessly): I just heard. What happened?
Alexx: It's Horatio...
Ryan: He get shot?
Alexx (scoffing): No, not that serious...
Ryan: What then?
Alexx: Sonny, would you stop interruptin' and let me speak?
Ryan (quickly): Sure.
Alexx: Good. Horatio was fixin' the copy machine and he got his hand stuck. We had to bring him and the machine down here.
Ryan: Where is he now?
Alexx: I.C.U.
Ryan (looking dumbfounded): I see you too, Alexx.
Alexx (shaking her head): What?
Ryan: I said: I see you too. Now where is H?
Alexx: I.C.U like I said.
Ryan: Really, Alexx this is no time to play games.
Alexx (getting louder): I.C.U.
Ryan (running a hand through his hair): And they let you perform autopsies.
(Alexx grabs him by the collar and pulls him to her)
Alexx (slowly): Intensive Care Unit, you moron.
(Alexx releases him and walks off angrily)
Ryan (to himself): Way to go, smart-ass.
Grissom: Nick, we have to talk.
Nick: Look, it wasn't me who knocked over your bug collection. If you don't believe me then I'm sorry.
Grissom: *sigh* It's not that. It's...your face.
Nick: Oh no, what's wrong!
Grissom: Relax Nick. It's the moustache. It doesn't suit you.
Nick: Well excuse me but I like it.
Grissom: I'm glad you do but it looks like you have a cattipilar(sp) growing on your upper lip.
Nick: Dammit Gil do you always have to bring your bug obsession into this.
Grissom: I'm sorry. Look, we know that I'm the only one that suits facial hair. You look good clean shaven.
Nick: Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll shave it tomorrow.
Grissom: Great. Hey, do you know about that rash on Sara's neck.
Nick: *stammers* No, uh, I er don't,
Grissom: Interesting. She told me she burnt herself with a straighning(sp) iron. Anyway, I should go feed my red ants.
Nick: Ruh, ruh, red ants. Aieeeeee! *runs off screaming*
Grissom: Wow, was it something I said?
(Cruel but fuhnny. heheh! Yeah, the rash on my neck...about that....*blush* lol!)
CATHERINE: Would you mind walking ahead of me to the evidence room. I feel funny about coming into a dark building.
GREG: But it's light in there now.
CATHERINE: Please.
GREG turns and walks down the hall. They enter evidence room.
CATHERINE: What do you drink? Bourbon?
GREG : Look - I drove you to the lab. I was glad to do it. But I have some things on my mind. Can you understand that?
GREG: All right then.
CATHERINE: What do you drink? (pours drink for herself and Greg) Greg - I'm sorry to be this way, but I don't want to be alone in this lab.
GREG: Why not?
CATHERINE: Please wait till my husband gets here.
GREG: When is he coming back?
CATHERINE: I don't know. He’s dead.
CATHERINE: Drink?
GREG: No.
GREG: Are you always this much afraid of being alone?
CATHERINE: Yes.
GREG: Well, why can't you just lock the doors and go to work?
CATHERINE: I'm very nuerotic. May I ask you a question?
GREG looks at her.
CATHERINE: What do you think of me?
GREG: What do you mean?
CATHERINE: You've known me nearly all of your time in the lab. You must have formed some opinion.
GREG: Well - I've always thought that you were a very - nice - person.
CATHERINE: Did you know I was a coke addict?
GREG: What?
CATHERINE: Did you know that?
GREG: Look - I think I should be going -
CATHERINE: Sit down, Greg.
GREG: Catherine - if you don't mind my saying so – this conversation is getting a little strange. Now I'm sure that Mr. Willows will be here any minute and -
CATHERINE: No.
GREG: What?
CATHERINE: My dead ex-husband will be back quite late. He should be gone for several hours.
She takes a step toward him. He puts his hand up and retreats around the other side of the chair.
GREG: Oh my God.
CATHERINE: Pardon?
GREG: Oh no, Catherine, oh no.
CATHERINE: What's wrong?
GREG: CATHERINE, you didn't - I mean you didn't expect -
CATHERINE: What?
GREG: I mean - you didn't really think that I would do something
like that.
CATHERINE: Like what?
GREG: What do you think?
CATHERINE: Well I don't know.
GREG: For God's sake, Catherine here we are, you've got me into the evidence room. You give me a drink. You put on music, now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your dead ex-husband won't be here for hours.
CATHERINE: So?
GREG: Catherine - you are trying to seduce me. (weaker) Aren't you?
GRISSOM walks into the evidence room
GRISSOM: Catherine, stop teasing Greg! We have evidence to process.
In Breakroom
The CSI Talent Show Contest
Grissom is rapping while Warrick, Greg, and Nick are dancing in the backround
Grissom:Yo Yo Yo!
All you sucka MCs ain't got nothin' on me!
On my grades, on my lines you can't touch G G!
I'm a CSI, I'm a nerd, but forget what you heard
I'm like James Bond the third, sh-sh-sh-shaken not stirred
I'm Gil Grissom!
The G's silent when I sneak through your door.
And make love to your woman on the bathroom floor.
I don't play it like Shaggy, you'll know it was me.
Cause the next time you see her she'll be like
'Ooh! Gil G.!'
Catherine:Okay, then!! That's enough Grissom!...
((I'm terrified now!!! lol))
Nick: *on the comp* Look Greg...'Ask Jeeves for Kids'!
Greg: Hey Jeeves.. Can I have some kids?
Nick: *stares at Greg in confusion* Excuse me?
Greg: You told me to ask Jeeves for Kids!
Nick: *laughs* Oh! good one Greggo!
Greg: *tackles Nick to the floor* Rah!
Nick: *whines* Help Warrick! Get him off me! *waving his arms around frantically*
Warrick: *walks by and sprays Greg with water* Bad Greg! Down! *Greg crawls under the lab desk and whines
(lol)
More to come, as usual ;D
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Conrad Ecklie: Gooood morning, Gil. How are you, Greg? Nice to see you, Sara. Have a good day, Warrick. Loving the shirt Nicky.
Rod Serling (to home viewers): You have just entered... The Twilight Zone. *cue music*
Catherine: "All right, we have a lot that needs doing today. Are we all clear on the agenda? I don't want any confusion."
Gil: *spinning slowly in office chair, moving hand in a 'yapping' motion* "Blah, Blah, Blah."
{You just wouldn't ever hear that lol}
scenario...Nick running out of his office, happy as a lark to be done work for the day, jumps in to his SUV pulls away and starts to sing..
(to the Flinstone opening song)
Nick; Nicholas..meet Nick Stokes
he's the greatest guy in history
from the Town of Vegas
he's about to hit a chestnut tree
aaaaaaaa
crashes into tree..he's fine folks
Sara: I'm sorry, I was so completely and utterly wrong
Grissom: No, no, Sara. I was wrong.
(Had to do this 1 - this is my own *evil grin*:
Grissom: Catherine, I love you.
Grave Danger:
Prior to killing himself, and prior to the invasion of the red ants, Walter Gordon has something more in mind for Nick, something even more cruel, more insane. He presses a button and none other then the purple dinosaur himself starts to sing;
Barney; I love..you love me
Nick starts to scream; no anything but that no..please make it stop..aaaaaaaaaahh
A Miami 1:
(Alexx is standing in the hallway at a hospital when Ryan hurries in)
Ryan (breathlessly): I just heard. What happened?
Alexx: It's Horatio...
Ryan: He get shot?
Alexx (scoffing): No, not that serious...
Ryan: What then?
Alexx: Sonny, would you stop interruptin' and let me speak?
Ryan (quickly): Sure.
Alexx: Good. Horatio was fixin' the copy machine and he got his hand stuck. We had to bring him and the machine down here.
Ryan: Where is he now?
Alexx: I.C.U.
Ryan (looking dumbfounded): I see you too, Alexx.
Alexx (shaking her head): What?
Ryan: I said: I see you too. Now where is H?
Alexx: I.C.U like I said.
Ryan: Really, Alexx this is no time to play games.
Alexx (getting louder): I.C.U.
Ryan (running a hand through his hair): And they let you perform autopsies.
(Alexx grabs him by the collar and pulls him to her)
Alexx (slowly): Intensive Care Unit, you moron.
(Alexx releases him and walks off angrily)
Ryan (to himself): Way to go, smart-ass.
Grissom: Nick, we have to talk.
Nick: Look, it wasn't me who knocked over your bug collection. If you don't believe me then I'm sorry.
Grissom: *sigh* It's not that. It's...your face.
Nick: Oh no, what's wrong!
Grissom: Relax Nick. It's the moustache. It doesn't suit you.
Nick: Well excuse me but I like it.
Grissom: I'm glad you do but it looks like you have a cattipilar(sp) growing on your upper lip.
Nick: Dammit Gil do you always have to bring your bug obsession into this.
Grissom: I'm sorry. Look, we know that I'm the only one that suits facial hair. You look good clean shaven.
Nick: Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll shave it tomorrow.
Grissom: Great. Hey, do you know about that rash on Sara's neck.
Nick: *stammers* No, uh, I er don't,
Grissom: Interesting. She told me she burnt herself with a straighning(sp) iron. Anyway, I should go feed my red ants.
Nick: Ruh, ruh, red ants. Aieeeeee! *runs off screaming*
Grissom: Wow, was it something I said?
(Cruel but fuhnny. heheh! Yeah, the rash on my neck...about that....*blush* lol!)
CATHERINE: Would you mind walking ahead of me to the evidence room. I feel funny about coming into a dark building.
GREG: But it's light in there now.
CATHERINE: Please.
GREG turns and walks down the hall. They enter evidence room.
CATHERINE: What do you drink? Bourbon?
GREG : Look - I drove you to the lab. I was glad to do it. But I have some things on my mind. Can you understand that?
GREG: All right then.
CATHERINE: What do you drink? (pours drink for herself and Greg) Greg - I'm sorry to be this way, but I don't want to be alone in this lab.
GREG: Why not?
CATHERINE: Please wait till my husband gets here.
GREG: When is he coming back?
CATHERINE: I don't know. He’s dead.
CATHERINE: Drink?
GREG: No.
GREG: Are you always this much afraid of being alone?
CATHERINE: Yes.
GREG: Well, why can't you just lock the doors and go to work?
CATHERINE: I'm very nuerotic. May I ask you a question?
GREG looks at her.
CATHERINE: What do you think of me?
GREG: What do you mean?
CATHERINE: You've known me nearly all of your time in the lab. You must have formed some opinion.
GREG: Well - I've always thought that you were a very - nice - person.
CATHERINE: Did you know I was a coke addict?
GREG: What?
CATHERINE: Did you know that?
GREG: Look - I think I should be going -
CATHERINE: Sit down, Greg.
GREG: Catherine - if you don't mind my saying so – this conversation is getting a little strange. Now I'm sure that Mr. Willows will be here any minute and -
CATHERINE: No.
GREG: What?
CATHERINE: My dead ex-husband will be back quite late. He should be gone for several hours.
She takes a step toward him. He puts his hand up and retreats around the other side of the chair.
GREG: Oh my God.
CATHERINE: Pardon?
GREG: Oh no, Catherine, oh no.
CATHERINE: What's wrong?
GREG: CATHERINE, you didn't - I mean you didn't expect -
CATHERINE: What?
GREG: I mean - you didn't really think that I would do something
like that.
CATHERINE: Like what?
GREG: What do you think?
CATHERINE: Well I don't know.
GREG: For God's sake, Catherine here we are, you've got me into the evidence room. You give me a drink. You put on music, now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your dead ex-husband won't be here for hours.
CATHERINE: So?
GREG: Catherine - you are trying to seduce me. (weaker) Aren't you?
GRISSOM walks into the evidence room
GRISSOM: Catherine, stop teasing Greg! We have evidence to process.
In Breakroom
The CSI Talent Show Contest
Grissom is rapping while Warrick, Greg, and Nick are dancing in the backround
Grissom:Yo Yo Yo!
All you sucka MCs ain't got nothin' on me!
On my grades, on my lines you can't touch G G!
I'm a CSI, I'm a nerd, but forget what you heard
I'm like James Bond the third, sh-sh-sh-shaken not stirred
I'm Gil Grissom!
The G's silent when I sneak through your door.
And make love to your woman on the bathroom floor.
I don't play it like Shaggy, you'll know it was me.
Cause the next time you see her she'll be like
'Ooh! Gil G.!'
Catherine:Okay, then!! That's enough Grissom!...
((I'm terrified now!!! lol))
Nick: *on the comp* Look Greg...'Ask Jeeves for Kids'!
Greg: Hey Jeeves.. Can I have some kids?
Nick: *stares at Greg in confusion* Excuse me?
Greg: You told me to ask Jeeves for Kids!
Nick: *laughs* Oh! good one Greggo!
Greg: *tackles Nick to the floor* Rah!
Nick: *whines* Help Warrick! Get him off me! *waving his arms around frantically*
Warrick: *walks by and sprays Greg with water* Bad Greg! Down! *Greg crawls under the lab desk and whines
(lol)
More to come, as usual ;D
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