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hermionesviolinAh, the return of the punny title.
We open with the cityscape as per usual, but with eerie church music.
I love all the religion stuff in this episode.
Nick: Y'know, if you think about it, this is one of the oldest ways to kill somebody.
Doc Robbins: Good chance she died of suffocation.
Grissom: Like Jesus.
Doc Robbins: Jesus had a footrest.
Catherine: 18 years and this is my first crucifixion. In a Catholic church with no crucifixes.
Grissom: I imagine the priest is a resurrection theologian as opposed to a crucifixion theologian. They believe in forgiveness instead of penance.
Catherine: We could all use a little forgiveness.
Brass: Is it bigger sin to lie if you're a priest?
Grissom: I hope so.
Catherine: [lights a candle] This one's for you, Sam. [crosses herself]
Okay, Grissom saying "No, dear," to Sara sounded so wrong, however, I did like that scene/s. [Full text at tv.com]
Sara: I didn't offend you, did I? Did I say something offensive to you as a Catholic?
Grissom: I'm not really a Catholic any more, you know. I suppose I practice a kind of secular Catholicism that involves ritualizing certain aspects of everyday life, and then viewing them with a spiritual intensity they might not otherwise possess. But, I don't want to put too fine a point on it.
Love love love Grissom's explanation, and it feels really true.
(And when we got that closeup shot of her neck I totally called rosary beads.)
Brass: Does Crackhead Marty have a last name?
Father Frank: I--I don't know.
Brass: I gotta tell 'ya father, these answers aren't workin' for me.
Father Frank: Well, then put me in jail, I'll be doing exactly the same work and getting exactly the same results.
Brass: The single malt express is leaving the station as soon as I get home.
Grissom: Look, I know it sounds nuts, but this is not the way a resurrection theologian would kill his pregnant mistress!
Brass: He confessed.
Grissom: He's a Catholic. They're full of guilt.
Father Frank: I'm responsible for her murder. I could never do that.
Brass: In my world, Father, you're either guilty or innocent.
Father Frank: Well in mine, you can be both.
Cody White: Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession. I lied to my wife seven times, cheated an old lady out of a classic car, and I killed my best friend for cheating on me with you.
Grissom: Can you forgive him?
Father Frank: That's Christ's mandate. You know what that means.
Grissom: You have no choice.
We open with the cityscape as per usual, but with eerie church music.
I love all the religion stuff in this episode.
Nick: Y'know, if you think about it, this is one of the oldest ways to kill somebody.
Doc Robbins: Good chance she died of suffocation.
Grissom: Like Jesus.
Doc Robbins: Jesus had a footrest.
Catherine: 18 years and this is my first crucifixion. In a Catholic church with no crucifixes.
Grissom: I imagine the priest is a resurrection theologian as opposed to a crucifixion theologian. They believe in forgiveness instead of penance.
Catherine: We could all use a little forgiveness.
Brass: Is it bigger sin to lie if you're a priest?
Grissom: I hope so.
Catherine: [lights a candle] This one's for you, Sam. [crosses herself]
Okay, Grissom saying "No, dear," to Sara sounded so wrong, however, I did like that scene/s. [Full text at tv.com]
Sara: I didn't offend you, did I? Did I say something offensive to you as a Catholic?
Grissom: I'm not really a Catholic any more, you know. I suppose I practice a kind of secular Catholicism that involves ritualizing certain aspects of everyday life, and then viewing them with a spiritual intensity they might not otherwise possess. But, I don't want to put too fine a point on it.
Love love love Grissom's explanation, and it feels really true.
(And when we got that closeup shot of her neck I totally called rosary beads.)
Brass: Does Crackhead Marty have a last name?
Father Frank: I--I don't know.
Brass: I gotta tell 'ya father, these answers aren't workin' for me.
Father Frank: Well, then put me in jail, I'll be doing exactly the same work and getting exactly the same results.
Brass: The single malt express is leaving the station as soon as I get home.
Grissom: Look, I know it sounds nuts, but this is not the way a resurrection theologian would kill his pregnant mistress!
Brass: He confessed.
Grissom: He's a Catholic. They're full of guilt.
Father Frank: I'm responsible for her murder. I could never do that.
Brass: In my world, Father, you're either guilty or innocent.
Father Frank: Well in mine, you can be both.
Cody White: Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession. I lied to my wife seven times, cheated an old lady out of a classic car, and I killed my best friend for cheating on me with you.
Grissom: Can you forgive him?
Father Frank: That's Christ's mandate. You know what that means.
Grissom: You have no choice.