וואי הפרק הזה בהחלט.
(Sara stands looking at the bed sheet covered in blood) Grissom: Checking my work? Sara: No, I'm just looking around. Grissom: What are you thinking? Sara: Well, her body left behind this void, (gestures with hands, walks to wall, turns to face Grissom) the attacker was on top, he held her down by her wrists. Grissom: Which would explain the transfer of wax from him to her? Sara: Yes, pin me down. (GRISSOM takes a step forward. He holds SARA'S wrists and pushes against her as she pushes back to illustrate what she's thinking.) SARA: She would have struggled. Then, she gave up. Afterward, when he got up, he put his hands on the sheet for leverage. (After a moment, GRISSOM releases SARA'S wrists and places his hands on the sheet near her waist.) GRISSOM: Like this. (SARA nods.) GRISSOM: Which explains how the wax got from him to the sheets. (SARA turns to look at GRISSOM.) SARA: Yes. (For a moment, the two are standing there. SARA takes a breath and breaks the moment. She puts her hands down and steps away from the sheet - away from GRISSOM.) SARA: Grissom, um, I, um, wanted to talk to you about something. (GRISSOM turns around with her.) GRISSOM: Go ahead. SARA: Well, you know, I applied for the promotion for the key position. GRISSOM: (nods) Your application's on my desk. SARA: About that -- I, um ... I needed to know ... (she stops) ... I ... I wanted to make sure, rather, that anything that happened or didn't happen between us won't be a factor. (A little lost at what she's saying, GRISSOM doesn't say anything. Awkward, SARA breaks the silent patch.) SARA: Never mind. I-I shouldn't have said anything. (GRISSOM still has a stunned look on his face, just staring at SARA and what she's asking.) SARA: (smiles, embarrassed) I, um ... I'm always over-talking around you. (SARA turns and leaves the lab, escaping.) (Camera holds on GRISSOM