My First Trashing of CSI Miami

um, the outfits on the turnpike workers. not to mention that florida has thrupass and sunpass

dumbass turnpike worker: if we don't catch them, the camera will.

h takes off shades to walk into the sun

ok, why didn't the guy just pay his own tolls? oh wait, it's csi: miami. the prisoner in the back seat pays the tolls and has an opportunity to write a note

delko: horatio (master of the obvious) seems to think the guy's a photographer

wolfe (aka h jr.): all these girls have the wrong dreams

murder trophies

wolfe (who knew nothing about photography 10 minutes ago): yeah, but your camera is a single lens reflex... and you use dual edge black and white film

h: describe it to me

natalia: hey news chick

calleigh: you didn't just report the news, you chose a salacious (woah! the writers got a thesaurus) angle

news chick: i'm a journalist...

calleigh: if that were true, sweet pea...

wolfe: see that, it's embossed
delko: so someone modified the paper themselves. (aren't you a freakin' csi, you can name 5 chemical elements and instantly know it's clay, but have to question paper embossing. ok, i just hate it when they do the lame-o explanations for the audience)


wolfe: i got anya's blood (based on sight). she cut herself on purpose so we could id her (of course).

h: you're ok now, i'm going to help you up

h: ma'am we're going to get you to the hospital

natlia wears heels to crime scenes
and they're letting her work the scene where she might find her sister's dead body

alexx: get this....there were no physical findings

an adult woman can't give up her abductor's name after being captive for like 2 days....please.

the girl buried alive in the rocks for like hours and perfectly capable of giving up the guy's name and location...uh huh

the police didn't turn out the strobe lights. or surround the building.

h running through the sparks

h: get down on the ground or i’ll blow your brains out

most people in custody automatically know h is a lieutenant

h: we take it nationwide

wolfe: the runaway bride, jill, went stolkholm on us