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CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION
1X01: PILOT
Written by ANTHONY E. ZUIKER
Directed by DANNY CANNON
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SUMMARY: It's new CSI Holly Gribbs' first night on the job. Just a typical night at work. Grissom investigates a suicide victim found in a bathtub who leaves a tape recorded message behind. Warrick and Nick race to finish their 100th case. Nick works a trick roll case. Warrick and Catherine work a home invasion/homicide case.
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CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION
1X01: PILOT
COLD OPEN:
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(Cut to: A bullet being loaded into a gun.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(Cut to: A second bullet being loaded into the gun.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(Cut to: The gun is loaded and closed.
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) My name is Royce Harmon.
[EXT. RESIDENTIAL AREA (STOCK) - NIGHT]
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) I reside at 7642 Carpenter Street, Las Vegas,Nevada. I am 41 years of age ... ... and I'm going to kill myself.
1X01: PILOT
Written by ANTHONY E. ZUIKER
Directed by DANNY CANNON
==========================
SUMMARY: It's new CSI Holly Gribbs' first night on the job. Just a typical night at work. Grissom investigates a suicide victim found in a bathtub who leaves a tape recorded message behind. Warrick and Nick race to finish their 100th case. Nick works a trick roll case. Warrick and Catherine work a home invasion/homicide case.
==========================
CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION
1X01: PILOT
COLD OPEN:
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(Cut to: A bullet being loaded into a gun.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(Cut to: A second bullet being loaded into the gun.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(Cut to: The gun is loaded and closed.
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) My name is Royce Harmon.
[EXT. RESIDENTIAL AREA (STOCK) - NIGHT]
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) I reside at 7642 Carpenter Street, Las Vegas,Nevada. I am 41 years of age ... ... and I'm going to kill myself.
CUT TO:
SCENE #01:
[INT. HALLWAY -- NIGHT]
(The shadowy figure of a man holding a revolver walks down the darkened
hallway.)
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) I'd like to say "I love you" to my mother Paige and my sister Gina. I'm so sorry. I never wanted to put you through this. I just can't do it anymore.
(The man walks out of the hallway.)
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) I love you, mom ...
SOUND: (RECORDED) Gunshot.
HARD CUT TO:
SCENE #02:
[EXT. HARMON RESIDENCE - NIGHT]
(Cop cars surround the area. OFFICERS and curious onlookers mill about. The drive way is cordoned off by crime scene tape.
(Sounds of a helicopter flying overhead and a siren flipping on and off is heard.)
(A bronco pulls up and stops on the road.)
(SERGEANT O'RILEY stands next to another OFFICER.)
SERGEANT O'RILEY: Here comes the "nerd squad".
(JIM BRASS and GRISSOM exit the car.)
JIM BRASS: I hate the legwork. I'm telling you, that Deputy Chief job better come in soon. I don't know how much longer I can put up with these damn "public appearances".
(They walk up the front path toward SERGEANT O'RILEY and the OFFICER next to him.)
GIL GRISSOM: (smiles) Gentlemen ...
JIM BRASS: Hey, guys, take a break, huh?(They head into the house.)
CUT TO:
SCENE #03:
[INT. HARMON RESIDENCE - BATHROOM -- NIGHT]
(GRISSOM steps into the darkened bathroom. He puts his kit down on the toilet and opens it. BRASS lingers in the doorway. GRISSOM takes out and puts on a pair of gloves.)
JIM BRASS: Suicide.
GIL GRISSOM: You think so, huh?
JIM BRASS: You got the sleeping bag for easy cleanup, the bathtub to catch the bullet, open window so the stench alerts the neighbors ... god bless him.
(JIM BRASS coughs. He flips the lights on. GRISSOM puts on his glasses to look at the scene.)
JIM BRASS: Oh, geez ...
(JIM BRASS clears throat )
(GRISSOM looks around and finds something. He picks it up.)
GIL GRISSOM: Pupa, stage three.
JIM BRASS: English. I'm not an entomologist.
GIL GRISSOM: It's the third stage of larva metamorphosis. This guy's been dead seven days.
(GRISSOM puts the larva into a specimen container.)
JIM BRASS: That's a maggot, and he stinks. Oh, good, it's almost 11:00. Maybe if I'm lucky I can break out of here in time for a shot at the first rack of the Krispy Kreme.
(GRISSOM finds the microcassette tape recorder in ROYCE HARMON'S grip. He picks it up.)
GIL GRISSOM: I think we may have our suicide note.
SCENE #01:
[INT. HALLWAY -- NIGHT]
(The shadowy figure of a man holding a revolver walks down the darkened
hallway.)
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) I'd like to say "I love you" to my mother Paige and my sister Gina. I'm so sorry. I never wanted to put you through this. I just can't do it anymore.
(The man walks out of the hallway.)
ROYCE HARMON (RECORDED): (v.o.) I love you, mom ...
SOUND: (RECORDED) Gunshot.
HARD CUT TO:
SCENE #02:
[EXT. HARMON RESIDENCE - NIGHT]
(Cop cars surround the area. OFFICERS and curious onlookers mill about. The drive way is cordoned off by crime scene tape.
(Sounds of a helicopter flying overhead and a siren flipping on and off is heard.)
(A bronco pulls up and stops on the road.)
(SERGEANT O'RILEY stands next to another OFFICER.)
SERGEANT O'RILEY: Here comes the "nerd squad".
(JIM BRASS and GRISSOM exit the car.)
JIM BRASS: I hate the legwork. I'm telling you, that Deputy Chief job better come in soon. I don't know how much longer I can put up with these damn "public appearances".
(They walk up the front path toward SERGEANT O'RILEY and the OFFICER next to him.)
GIL GRISSOM: (smiles) Gentlemen ...
JIM BRASS: Hey, guys, take a break, huh?(They head into the house.)
CUT TO:
SCENE #03:
[INT. HARMON RESIDENCE - BATHROOM -- NIGHT]
(GRISSOM steps into the darkened bathroom. He puts his kit down on the toilet and opens it. BRASS lingers in the doorway. GRISSOM takes out and puts on a pair of gloves.)
JIM BRASS: Suicide.
GIL GRISSOM: You think so, huh?
JIM BRASS: You got the sleeping bag for easy cleanup, the bathtub to catch the bullet, open window so the stench alerts the neighbors ... god bless him.
(JIM BRASS coughs. He flips the lights on. GRISSOM puts on his glasses to look at the scene.)
JIM BRASS: Oh, geez ...
(JIM BRASS clears throat )
(GRISSOM looks around and finds something. He picks it up.)
GIL GRISSOM: Pupa, stage three.
JIM BRASS: English. I'm not an entomologist.
GIL GRISSOM: It's the third stage of larva metamorphosis. This guy's been dead seven days.
(GRISSOM puts the larva into a specimen container.)
JIM BRASS: That's a maggot, and he stinks. Oh, good, it's almost 11:00. Maybe if I'm lucky I can break out of here in time for a shot at the first rack of the Krispy Kreme.
(GRISSOM finds the microcassette tape recorder in ROYCE HARMON'S grip. He picks it up.)
GIL GRISSOM: I think we may have our suicide note.
CUT TO:
SCENE #10:
[INT. CSI - CONFERENCE ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Everyone sits at the conference table. BRASS prepares to hand out assignments.)
JIM BRASS: When we get some free time, try and catch up on your reports. I'm getting a lot of heat from the sheriff's office. There, I said it. Administration, not my favorite thing. All right, here we go. Nick Stokes, 414, trick roll. Victim found drugged and robbed at the scene.
(NICK winces at the assignment.)
JIM BRASS: Warrick Brown, 407, home invasion, forced entry. Person reporting crime fired multiple rounds at the suspect. Suspect's condition is ... (BRASS glances up and sees HOLLY.) ... unknown. Anyone seen Catherine Willows?
CUT TO:
SCENE #11:
[EXT. MINI-VAN (PARKED) -- NIGHT]
(CATHERINE parks the car.)
(Cut to: CATHERINE opens the car sliding door. Inside belted in the back seat is LINDSEY WILLOWS.
CATHERINE WILLOWS: Okay, give me a kiss. Mommy's got to go catch some bad guys.
(CATHERINE kisses LINDSEY.)
CATHERINE WILLOWS: (to her sister) I'll pick her up in the morning.
CATHERINE'S SISTER: Okay.
CATHERINE WILLOWS: Bye, sis.
CATHERINE'S SISTER: Bye.
CATHERINE WILLOWS: (yells) I love you!
(The car leaves. CATHERINE stands there for a moment, then rushes into the building.)
CUT TO:
SCENE #12:
[INT. CSI - CAPTAIN BRASS' OFFICE - LATER -- NIGHT]
(JIM BRASS is in his office. HOLLY GRIBBS stands in front of his desk.)
JIM BRASS: So your mother is Lieutenant Jane Gribbs from Traffic, is that right?
HOLLY GRIBBS: (smiles) Yes, sir.
JIM BRASS: Well, Congratulations, Gribbs.
(GRISSOM is also in the office. He takes a seat at the couch. BRASS holds out her file.)
JIM BRASS: You're the fifth person I've been forced to hire. We're the number two crime lab in the country. We solve crimes most labs render unsolvable. Now what makes you think you belong here?
(HOLLY glances at GRISSOM. When it's apparent that he's not going to answer for her, HOLLY turns back to BRASS.)
HOLLY GRIBBS: Sir, with all due respect I thought the key to being a lucid crime scene investigator was to reserve judgment until the evidence vindicates or eliminates assumption.
(BRASS glances at GRISSOM and smiles.)
HOLLY GRIBBS: You're prejudging me. I graduated with honors in criminal justice at UNLV.
JIM BRASS: (flippantly) Yeah, so?
HOLLY GRIBBS: That's not fair.
JIM BRASS: Fair? Well, you think putting a juiced-in Lieutenant's daughter on this shift is fair? You know, I've been in the field 22 years. I've seen it all. I've seen people like you come and go, and you know what? They don't amount to nothing but headaches and bad press. Dismissed.
(BRASS takes a seat at his desk.)
HOLLY GRIBBS: Fine.
(HOLLY leaves the office.)
GIL GRISSOM: Think you got through to her?
JIM BRASS: You're scheduled to appear at an autopsy at 12:30 A.M.
(GRISSOM stands up.)
JIM BRASS: They're cutting up that bozo put a hole in his chest. Take her with. I think every new hire should experience an autopsy on their first night.
(GRISSOM turns to leave the office.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(CATHERINE and WARRICK cross under the crime scene tape and make their way to the front of the house.)
SCENE #10:
[INT. CSI - CONFERENCE ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Everyone sits at the conference table. BRASS prepares to hand out assignments.)
JIM BRASS: When we get some free time, try and catch up on your reports. I'm getting a lot of heat from the sheriff's office. There, I said it. Administration, not my favorite thing. All right, here we go. Nick Stokes, 414, trick roll. Victim found drugged and robbed at the scene.
(NICK winces at the assignment.)
JIM BRASS: Warrick Brown, 407, home invasion, forced entry. Person reporting crime fired multiple rounds at the suspect. Suspect's condition is ... (BRASS glances up and sees HOLLY.) ... unknown. Anyone seen Catherine Willows?
CUT TO:
SCENE #11:
[EXT. MINI-VAN (PARKED) -- NIGHT]
(CATHERINE parks the car.)
(Cut to: CATHERINE opens the car sliding door. Inside belted in the back seat is LINDSEY WILLOWS.
CATHERINE WILLOWS: Okay, give me a kiss. Mommy's got to go catch some bad guys.
(CATHERINE kisses LINDSEY.)
CATHERINE WILLOWS: (to her sister) I'll pick her up in the morning.
CATHERINE'S SISTER: Okay.
CATHERINE WILLOWS: Bye, sis.
CATHERINE'S SISTER: Bye.
CATHERINE WILLOWS: (yells) I love you!
(The car leaves. CATHERINE stands there for a moment, then rushes into the building.)
CUT TO:
SCENE #12:
[INT. CSI - CAPTAIN BRASS' OFFICE - LATER -- NIGHT]
(JIM BRASS is in his office. HOLLY GRIBBS stands in front of his desk.)
JIM BRASS: So your mother is Lieutenant Jane Gribbs from Traffic, is that right?
HOLLY GRIBBS: (smiles) Yes, sir.
JIM BRASS: Well, Congratulations, Gribbs.
(GRISSOM is also in the office. He takes a seat at the couch. BRASS holds out her file.)
JIM BRASS: You're the fifth person I've been forced to hire. We're the number two crime lab in the country. We solve crimes most labs render unsolvable. Now what makes you think you belong here?
(HOLLY glances at GRISSOM. When it's apparent that he's not going to answer for her, HOLLY turns back to BRASS.)
HOLLY GRIBBS: Sir, with all due respect I thought the key to being a lucid crime scene investigator was to reserve judgment until the evidence vindicates or eliminates assumption.
(BRASS glances at GRISSOM and smiles.)
HOLLY GRIBBS: You're prejudging me. I graduated with honors in criminal justice at UNLV.
JIM BRASS: (flippantly) Yeah, so?
HOLLY GRIBBS: That's not fair.
JIM BRASS: Fair? Well, you think putting a juiced-in Lieutenant's daughter on this shift is fair? You know, I've been in the field 22 years. I've seen it all. I've seen people like you come and go, and you know what? They don't amount to nothing but headaches and bad press. Dismissed.
(BRASS takes a seat at his desk.)
HOLLY GRIBBS: Fine.
(HOLLY leaves the office.)
GIL GRISSOM: Think you got through to her?
JIM BRASS: You're scheduled to appear at an autopsy at 12:30 A.M.
(GRISSOM stands up.)
JIM BRASS: They're cutting up that bozo put a hole in his chest. Take her with. I think every new hire should experience an autopsy on their first night.
(GRISSOM turns to leave the office.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
(CATHERINE and WARRICK cross under the crime scene tape and make their way to the front of the house.)
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