Danny: That'd be me, Danny Messer. How ya doin'?
Lindsay: Hi.
Danny: Just take a deep breath. Don't let him know you're afraid because he can sense when you're nervous.
Lindsay: Tiger's tranquilized, I think I can handle it.
Danny: I was talking about Mac and make sure you call him sir.

Lindsay: Passes?
Danny: Passes. I'm sure you've never ever seen anything like that in Montana.
Lindsay: You've ever seen what a full grown black bear can do to a man?

Danny: Can I help?
Lindsay: No thank you. You've helped enough already this morning.
Danny: O-kay. (gets in each other's way in the lab) Alright... after you.

Lindsay: I'll do it. (cuts piece of evidence on slab of meat)
Danny: Country girl.

Danny: Mac says to find you here. What do you got?
Lindsay: Did you read the field report?
Danny: Missing weapon, low projectile penetration, high residue potion, missing second party, ipod, chop sticks, glove, did I miss anything?
Lindsay: The missing second party was wearing size 6 shoes, 7 tops. We're looking for a small woman.
Danny: Or a young one.
Lindsay: And the report said there was a likely sexual connection. DOA was in his fifties. Do you want the elastic or the paper?
Danny: I should probably handle the paper because there might be something on it. (Lindsay finishes first) You're done?
Lindsay: Waiting on you.

Lindsay: Footage from your 30th birthday, Messer?
Danny: Walrus documentary, actually.
Hawkes: It's Tara Stansfield, our vic from the park.
Lindsay: Who's the other walrus?

Lindsay: Maybe this isn't about the doll at all. Maybe he just used it to defend himself.
Danny: Grip was way too tight. You ever been to a shooting where the vics hand is frozen in place? You can actually take the gun and slide it right into the palm. Perfect fit. (grips Lindsay's hand) That means he was struggling with the attacker for the gun. Same thing happened here. (continues to hold her hand until she pulls it away) You know? You hungry?
Lindsay: No... I gotta get back to the... lab.
Danny: Yeah, yeah. Me too. Me too.

Danny: What are you doin'? You don't gotta do that.
Lindsay: I was taught that if you show someone a little respect you might get more than what you came for.
Danny: You, uh, play good cop, I'll be bad cop and I'll keep my shoes on.
Lindsay: Okay. I guess you didn't grow up with hardwood floors.
Danny: No I didn't actually. Bronx marble.
Lindsay: What's that?
Danny: It's linoleum.

Danny: I thought you were going to play good cop. (Lindsay uses him to lean on while putting on her shoes)
Lindsay: There's something about that woman.
Danny: Yeah I know. She had all the answers huh.
Lindsay: Danny. (finds evidence on floor rug)
Danny: Yeah?
Lindsay: Let's see if she has an answer for this.

Danny: Well hello, Ms. Monroe. Wow, you look real nice. Were you at the mayor's party also?
Lindsay: I was at the opera.
Danny: I am hanging out with all the wrong people. You know that?

Danny: Nice collar Monroe (after she pulls the shirt off a potential suspect trying to stop his getaway)

Lindsay: It's not as glamorous as I would have imagined. Where's the limo and the girls with the tight shirts?
Danny: Trust me it's not like that at all.
Lindsay: You know more about this than your average CSI.
Danny: Yeah I played for a while. Enough to get a taste of the world and that was enough for me.

Lindsay (as Danny walks away and follows a trail) Alright... well uh... bye! I'll just meet you back at the lab with the... uh... DOA.

Mac: You guys are on the music promoter.
Danny: Like glue. (Mac walks away laughing)
Lindsay: He doesn't think that's funny. He's humoring you.
Danny: You don't know him like I do.

Danny: (to Lindsay) Wanna go see Rough Sects?

Danny: Sorry I'm late.
Lindsay: It's okay. I ordered you a beer.
Danny: Thanks. So... what's up? (most definitely thinking the meeting is more intimate)
Lindsay: It's just something I thought you might be interested in.
Danny: Jazz music. That's me. (sees Mac playing bass) Get out of here. Are you kidding me? How'd you know he played?
Lindsay: Figured it out. I could tell by the way held the bass in the lab that he knew guitars. I knew he had a standing appointment on Wednesdays. It could have been a shrink or yoga, but I took the music option.
Danny: I'm impressed.
Lindsay: Maybe you didn't know him as well as you thought. (Danny nods)

Danny: I got meal worm spaghetti, stink bug patte, that's nice. Cricket croquette, raised ant bruschetta, Thai dragonflies. Who's goin' first?
Stella: You've gotta be kidding.
Don: Pass.
Lindsay: It's just protein. (bites into deep fried tarantula)
Danny: Ughh...
Mac: Told you she'd do it.
Danny: Alright, alright. Here you go. (hands money to Mac)
Mac: Okay. Pizza in my office. (everyone follows except D/L)
Lindsay: You bet Mac I wouldn't do it?
Danny: Yeah. What was I thinkin'? Shouldn't bet against a country girl.
Lindsay: You know it's actually not that bad.
Danny: Well try it with some grasshopper chutney.
Lindsay: Hmmm... uh huh... mmmm.
Danny: Wasp tamale?
Lindsay: Don't mind if I do.
Danny: Spaghetti meal worm's the best.

Danny: Look you promised me drinks for this, but I think I'm going to need some dinner too.
Lindsay: I'm not going to give you anything if you don't get going. Make tracks cowboy.

Danny: What did you run out of bug spray?
Lindsay: Dermestid tissue removal.
Danny: Museum vic. So are you participating in that investigation or is this just a forensic peep show?
Lindsay: Hammerback couldn't determine the cause of death so he needs to deflesh the vic.
Danny: Using the bugs.
Lindsay: Yeah, they're better at tissue removal at this stage. They're cleaner, plus they don't destroy potential evidence. Since Hammerback's finished with you, I get to take the beetles to the lab with me.
Danny: Don't eat them.
Lindsay: You're a little late on that one.
Danny: Still doesn't mean it's not funny.

Lindsay: (over the phone) Adam. Adam! Okay, okay, sorry. I'll leave you alone. Ughhh!!
Danny: Very attractive.
Lindsay: The DNA sample from the sex kit of our vic... It's a complex mixture of multiple donors.
Danny: Then I suggest that you just kick back and relax. It's going to take Adam quite awhile to isolate the profiles.
Lindsay: Have you ever gotten an anonymous phone call from anyone?
Danny: Sure it's happened.
Lindsay: Does it turn you on?
Danny: Woah! Slow down there Montana. What'd you have in mind?
Lindsay: Our vic was having relationships with over 20 men. All on the phone.
Danny: Sounds like an addiction.
Lindsay: These guys were really hooked and she was just a voice. They knew nothing about her. Not even what she looked like.
Danny: It's a fantasy. Uncomplicated means of sexual arousal. You get a little somethin' somethin' you don't have to pay for dinner.
Lindsay: How can anybody be satisfied with just that. I find it hard to believe that one of these guys is not our killer/rapist.
Danny: Phone sex doesn't fit the profile of a rapist.
Lindsay: Because rape is about control not sex?
Danny: Right and your vic was the one initiating the phone calls right? (Lindsay nods) Okay. So she was in control, not these guys.
Lindsay: So it's a possibility that Lilian was raped by a total stranger.
Danny: It's possible.

Danny: Tell me you know a little something about football, please.
Lindsay: Is that so hard to believe?
Danny: No, it's just dangerous. I might ask you to marry me.
(Thanks Elaine!)

Danny: What is it Montana? You beeped me 911, are you all right?
Lindsay: The DNA sample from the cigarette we found in the end zone came back to an internal control sample.
Danny: What do you mean, the smoker works here in the lab? How can that be? Have you told anybody else about this?
Lindsay: No. Just you.

Danny: Mac's with Stella right now.
Lindsay: I just... I can't believe it. How does something like that happen? I mean I know how it happens, but... should we go visit her?
Danny: No. Mac said he'd let us know. He wants us to stick to the limo case right now. Business as usual. Are you alright?
Lindsay: Yeah. I'll be fine.

Danny: Montana! Hey, what's up? Hey, this guy's about to fold. Hey, hey, hey, hey, ease up.
Lindsay: You know what Danny, maybe you should handle this case by yourself. Okay?!.
Danny: Mac's handling Stella's situation. Alright? If he needs us, he'll let us know. Until then...
Lindsay: I just wish there was something we could do to help.
Danny: You know what Stella would say? What we could do to help the most? Is close this Russo case. All right?

Danny: Montana. See a view like this? Huh? Beats the wheat field, no?
Lindsay: Have you ever even seen a wheat field?
Danny: What's to see? It's just wheat.

Lindsay: Do you think Danny calls me Montana because I'm a 49ers fan?
Sid: He calls you that 'cause he's got a crush on you.

Danny: Well, you still want that ride?
Lindsay: Yeah. Sure.

Danny: Don't even think about it Montana.
Lindsay: This necklace is worth more than I make in a year. This is crazy.
Danny: I don't know what's the big deal about diamonds. They're just an allotrope of carbon.
Lindsay: Spoken like a true romantic.

Danny: What do you think you're doin'?
Lindsay: Danny, I'll be fine.
Danny: We have undercovers who can do this. It's not our job.
Lindsay: Well it is now. We're out of time. You heard what she said, if we don't get in there in four minutes her friend dies.

Danny: She's been made.

Danny: Lindsay! Lindsay!
Lindsay: Danny!
(eeeeeee!! hug / comfort / hug)
Danny: All right?
Lindsay: Yeah.

Danny: It's been a long time since I've been stood up on a date.
Lindsay: Sorry Danny, something came up.
Danny: Phone's not working?
Lindsay: I'm really sorry.
Danny: Are we alright?
Lindsay: Yeah. Sure.

Lindsay: So what else do we got?
Danny: Wanna go get some lunch?
Lindsay: Danny, Mac wants us to wrap this up.
Danny: Sure, but he doesn't want us to starve to death.
Lindsay: What else did Adam say?
Danny: What do you mean?
Lindsay: I mean that's who you were talking to right?
Danny: Yeah but what makes you think he said anything else?
(Lindsay pauses and puts her hands on her hips)
Danny: Wh- I just wanna get something to eat. All right. The gum you found and matched it to the dental impressions from the vic? Nothing.
Lindsay: DNA and teeth impressions, both negative?
Danny: Negative.
Lindsay: I'm gonna go back and look at the gum.
Danny: No, no, no, no, no. Adam looked at the gum. I just want to grab a slice! I'm starvin' here. Where am I?

Danny: Lindsay Monroe. Can I talk to you for a second?
Lindsay: Yeah.
Danny: I have to know what's going on with you. Look. I mean you and I, we have this, this thing right? This chemistry? It's like we're into each other. But everytime we're in the same room together today, it's like- Don't tell me you don't feel it also.
Lindsay: I can't do this Danny.
Danny: You can't do what?
Lindsay: I can't... be in a relationship with you.
Danny: All right, I'm not, I don't, I don't, ummm... I just... I'm talking about spending some time together. Dinner. A few drinks. Some laughs.
Lindsay: Look. Danny... I like you... a lot. But right now I can't. It's not you really. I just, I need to be by myself so I can work some stuff out that I thought were behind me. I didn't mean for this to happen. Maybe we should just do our jobs and-.
Danny: If there's anything you need from me, just let me know okay?

Hawkes: Hey. I thought you'd left. You okay?
Lindsay: Yeah. Just, uh, tying up some loose ends. Have you seen Danny?
Hawkes: Yeah, he's out in the field.
Lindsay: (holding up a card) Could you, uh, make sure that he sees this?
Hawkes: That's how you're going to tell him you're leaving? A card?
Lindsay: It's not a big deal. I'll be back.
Hawkes: At least call him. Give him a chance to say good-bye.

Lindsay's note: Dear Danny, I'm not good at long goodbyes, or at short ones for that matter. But Montana calls and the cows are heading home. Moo. See you soon. Montana

Danny: (about the message on the mirror) I put two and two together. I love you DL.

Thanks to Rhylee for help with 3-16.

Danny: (after imagining Lindsay was in the lab) I'm losing my mind.

Danny: Go with your instincts.

Lindsay: I thought you caught the UN case?
Flack: Oh, I did. Saturday night in the city, Linds. You know how it is.
Lindsay: Good to be back.
Flack: Yeah.

Danny: So this is where they house the million dollar grape juice, huh?
Flack: Are you kidding me? This place is amazing! (rattles off list of wines) The wine in this vault, Dan, is worth tens of thousands of dollars.
Danny: (laughing) How do you know?
Lindsay: Flack, I think Danny's kind of wine is the house Chianti.
Danny: Now that's where you're wrong. My favorite kind of wine is beer.

Danny: And then he gets, uh, screwed to death.
Flack: 6.5, Mess. A little shaky on the landing.

Lindsay: Hey, it could be the next big thing. I mean, isn't the cockroach kind of the unofficial mascot of New York?
Danny: Ah, that's funny. Take it easy there, Montana.

Danny: Since when do you know so much about wine, Montana?
Lindsay: We're more than beer and buffalo burgers, Messer.

Lindsay: Hey.
Danny: Hey.
Lindsay: What time is it?
Danny: It's early.
Lindsay: Mmm, I have to be at work at 9. You're lucky you got a later shift.
Danny: Yeah, well, don't worry, just go back to sleep. I'll wake ya up.
Lindsay: I dreamt that I woke up and you were gone. You left a note.
Danny: Where would I go? This is my place.
Lindsay: I was hoping for a better answer.
Danny: Just kidding. I'm glad this happened.
Lindsay: Me too.

Lindsay: Danny, you were supposed to wake me up!
Danny's note read in voiceover: Montana, Don't freak out. Although I'm sure you already have. We're trading shifts. I got you covered. Enjoy your snow day. D
Flashback:
Danny: There's no way you're gonna make this shot, too, Montana.
Lindsay: A Benjamin says I do. (after making the shot) You owe me $100.
Danny: You know what, you're going to have to wait till payday.
Lindsay: No. (voiceover as they kiss) You either pay me now, or...you come up with something better.

Lindsay: Danny! Oh, my god. Oh my god, Danny.
Danny: Lindsay!
(Lindsay helps Danny from the truck. His arm is around her shoulders and she grunts as she takes on much of his weight. As they start to walk off, one of them mutters "Easy.")
Flack: Danny.
Danny: I'm good.
Flack: You don't look good. (yelling to cops) Let's get EMS over here.
Lindsay: I'll take him. (to Danny) I'm sorry.
Danny: What? What are you sorry about?
Lindsay: You weren't supposed to be here. You took my shift. 

Lindsay: The worst part was sitting there watching, not being able to do anything.
Danny: It wasn't much better being there in person, trust me.
Lindsay: (long pause as she watches Danny work) How's Hawkes doing? Is he okay?
Danny: Banged up his arm pretty bad, cracked a rib...he's tough, though. He said he'll be back to work tomorrow.
Lindsay: (watches as Danny walks over to a piece of equipment) You know, he was lucky he had you down there with him, Danny.
He turns to look at her and she smiles.
Danny: Stop goofing off. We've got work to do.
Lindsay laughs as she gets back to work. Danny steals a glance at her before he gets back to work.

Danny: What's in the bag?
Lindsay:The future, Mr. Messer.

Danny: Speed Racer's Mach 5 does not come close to the Batmobile, end of story.
Lindsay: Are you kidding me? The Mach 5 had submersible capabilites and a robotic homing pigeon.
Danny: Yeah, so did the Batmobile. Along with rocket boosters and armor plating.
Lindsay: Mach 5, rotary saw.
Danny: A'right, Montana. Did Speed Racer's, uh, Mach 5 have a field forensics kit?
Lindsay: The Batmobile did not have a field forensics kit.
Danny: In the Batmobile's trunk it did.
Lindsay: That explains so much.

Lindsay pushes the down button on the elevator and is about to get in when Danny comes around the corner, talking to someone on his cell phone.
Danny: (on the phone) Yeah, uh, (calls out to Lindsay) Whoa, Montana, hold up!
Lindsay: What's up?
Danny: (on the phone) No, I got her. (shuts his cellphone) Overtime. Uh, evidence is coming in on the James Stanton murder and...(gestures back and forth between them and smiles big) we have a date with it.
Lindsay: We got the car?
Danny: You make the coffee, I'll go get the Batmobile.

4-4 Commuted Sentences

Lindsay: (to Amber Stanton) You just don't get it, do you? It doesn't matter who the victim is. It's the killer we're after

Lindsay: Definetly, could have gone through the love handles.(Smiles and pinches his stomach)
Danny: That's too low, wise ass.

Danny: I can't believe you aren't going to let me shoot.
Lindsay: We'd be here all day.

Danny: What you, uh, shoot pebbles at squirrels back in Montana?
Lindsay: No, I used to shoot boys. Now stand back and try to keep up.

Danny: Quite impressive, I can't believe that contraption actually worked.
Lindsay: And that all three of my shots where prefect. (taps him on the arm with the sling shot and smiles)

4-10 The Thing about heroes

Danny: It could be a woman.
Lindsay: Women don't get up at 3:33 in the morning to make anonymous phone calls, Danny.
Danny: You sure about that?

4-14 Playing with the Matches

Danny: What'd you find?
Lindsay: Mostly charred wood and plastic.
Danny: Flimsy ride for a guy who came from outer space (glances up)

Lindsay: Danny!
Danny: Wa-Wait. Just keep spraying. Trust me.

4-15 Doa for a Day

Danny: Hey Linds! (walking up to her)
Lindsay: Oh Danny! They're beautiful! Nothing says you're special like centrifuge tubes filled with DNA samples.
Danny: I'm not gonna live this down, am I?
Lindsay: Forgetting my birthday? Probably not. Where did you get these?
Danny: Adam found more blood samples on the knife. There was a piece of shrapnel hidden inside the handle. You run the blood he found on the hilt?
Lindsay: (turning her back on him and talking with a rather upset voice) Yup, came back non-human. Send it to serology for protein analysis.
Danny: Lindsay, come on. Guys, we are not wired for remembering dates, okay? We remember sports stats and then steak sides, that sort of thing, alright?
Lindsay: (sighs and turns back round, facing Danny) Steak sides? You are so busted!

4-16 Right Next Door ( It is a sad eoisode :(

(After Mac tells Lindsay to update Danny on the case)
Lindsay: (Stares at him for a minute angry) Why don't you catch up by reading this. (Hands him the files, and leaves.)

Danny:I'm gonna get some coffee, you want some coffee?
Lindsay: No thanks...
Danny: How long are you gonna stay mad at me Lindsay?
Lindsay: Oh, is that what this is? Me mad at you?
Danny: Is it still about missing your birthday? (pause) Look, I didn't want to go to lunch yesterday. Why go you gotta make a big deal out of it?
Lindsay: Do me a favor Danny, don't reduce me to some shallow clingy girlfriend that's starting to suffocate you, ok! That's not what this is about! Ever since Ruben Sandoval died, I feel like I've lost my best friend. And don't mistake this for jealousy ok, I know what it's like to lose someone you care about, to see them one day and not see them the next and to know you'll never see them again. I would never expect you not to grieve but clearly you've just decided to do it all on your own. (pause) Ok, I get it (standing up to leave), my mistake for thinking that you might need somebody to lean on. And you know, for the record, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself because I've fallen in love with you and I have to figure out how to let that go. (Lindsay leaves the room)

After Stella leaves)
Danny: (Looks at Lindsay)Lindsay. (Pauses and Lindsay looks at him) I'm sorry. We should... We should talk

4-17 Like Water for Murder

Danny & Lindsay: Ten thousand dollars for me by myself. For that you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing.
This is a quote from Jaws (1975) a movie about a great white shark that terrorized the New England town of Amity

Danny: We should rent it sometime. (He looks at Lindsay and she stops whats she's doing and stares at him.)
Lindsay: This is hard. (Lindsay takes off her gloves and leaves the room, Danny watches her go.)

4-19 Personal Foul

Lindsay: Any stomach contents?
Sid: Like you wouldn't believe. At least two hotdogs, popcorn, nachos, peanuts, an ice-cream sandwich and almost a full liter of beer.
Danny: I'm surprised he could get out of his seat !
Sid: What's even more surprising is the traces of phentermine I also found in his bloodstream.
Lindsay: Wait, time-out, Scott was taking an appetite suppressant?
Sid: Clearly a failure in this case, but someone still found him lovable!
Danny: Lip prints.
Sid: Twelve to be exact. I lifted them from both cheeks, the neck and the forehead. In various shades, from Candy Kitten to Sangria Sunset.
Lindsay: Twelve girls on the cheerleading squad

Danny: I'm surprised he didn't kick the bucket from altitude sickness with these seats !
Lindsay: That or the nachos...

Lindsay: Any stomach contents?
Sid: Like you wouldn't believe. At least two hotdogs, popcorn, nachos, peanuts, an ice-cream sandwich and almost a full liter of beer.
Danny: I'm surprised he could get out of his seat !
Sid: What's even more surprising is the traces of phentermine I also found in his bloodstream.
Lindsay: Wait, time-out, Scott was taking an appetite suppressant?
Sid: Clearly a failure in this case, but someone still found him lovable!
Danny: Lip prints.
Sid: Twelve to be exact. I lifted them from both cheeks, the neck and the forehead. In various shades, from Candy Kitten to Sangria Sunset.
Lindsay: Twelve girls on the cheerleading squad.

Danny and Lindsay are in autopsy and on their way back to the lab. Danny runs after Lindsay.
Danny: Hey, wait up a sec. Where is the fire?
Lindsay: Got work to do.
Danny: I was thinking that maybe we could... ehm... talk.
Lindsay: Now? This isn't exactly the best time.
Danny: Ok, fine, you tell me when.
Lindsay: Honestly? I don't know.
Lindsay turns around and leaves Danny behind. He is sighing

(Danny is on the phone with Lindsay)
Lindsay: Hey
Danny: Hey, where are you?
Lindsay:I'm taking a rain walk, it's a Montana thing, you wouldn't understand.
Danny: Yeah, maybe I would. Maybe there's a lot of things that... that I understand now. How about that?
Lindsay: Yeah, like what?
Danny: How sorry I am for pushing you away.
Lindsay: Danny, I tried to give you your space but I don't know how much longer I can feel alone. It's messing with my work. It's breaking my heart.
Danny: I know, no; I know, I do. I swear to God it won't happen again. 'Cause the truth is...truth is I miss you... I miss you more than I can say even if, uh, I don't know how to say it.
Lindsay: Do you have any idea how hard you are to love?
Danny: (smiling) Why don't you come over here and tell me in person? Please.
(Pause)
Lindsay: I gotta go..