Episode 2, Season 2
Title: Bombs Away

Written by: Ian Biederman
Directed by: Ian Toynton
Original Air Date: 9 September 2002


Description:

Jordan teams up with the new M.E., Elaine.  She finds herself in the middle of an ATF power struggle, when she investigates the death of Wendy Marsh, wife of alleged Unabomber-style terrorist and former ATF agent Lester Marsh - whose grief and rage over the personal vendetta held against him by a former partner, pushes him to strap on some homemade explosives and hold the morgue hostage. Meanwhile, a personal quest for love in the crypt and some friendly advice drives a wedge between longtime mates, Bug and Nigel.  

FORENSICS

Guest Stars:

Alex McKenna (Abby), Gregory Jbara (Stan Benedict), Shashawnee Hall (ATF Agent Lester Marsh), James Pickens Jr. (Agent Hawkins)

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Music:

Get to This, Los Lobos

Quotes:

Jordan: …I don’t need any grand standing, brown nosing, office steal…
Elaine: Morning, I understand we have a deceased in Brockton?
Jordan: Yeah, yeah, are you ready to roll?
Elaine: Sure. Let me just run to my stolen office. Sign a few autographs kiss a few asses then I’ll be good to go.
Garret (to Jordan): You’re a real people pleaser.

Jordan: …So, how long have you known Woody? You guys seem pretty chummy.
Elaine: He’s a good detective. Cute Too!

Elaine: Dr. Cavanaugh means we’ll be happy to cooperate in any way we can.
Jordan: That’s not even close to what I mean.

Jordan: (to dead body) Well looks like you’re the only one around here I can talk to.

Lily: Why does talking to your mom stress you out so much?
Bug: If I cured cancer, my mother’s only question would be ‘Mahesh, when are you going to get married?’

Hawkins: …This is a game to him.
Jordan: Well, you know what they say; it’s good to have a hobby!

Bug: (to Nigel) I assume you have a good reason for turning that heart into a popsicle?!

Nigel: …She’s back, and it’s time for you to make a move…
Bug: Yeah, I was trying until you and your nuts showed up!

Nigel: That’s the problem with the human heart, isn’t it? If you don’t tend to it and give it the care and attention it needs. Eventually it stops working all together.

Jordan: I thought his only job was upholding his constitutional right to make bombs!

Jordan: No one appreciates a good obsessive pursuit more than I do. But I don’t tell you how to do your job, so please don’t tell me how to do mine.

Nigel: (to Hawkins) Have we met?

Jordan: Do me a favor Woody. Let me know when you stop being mad at me cause it’s really starting to wear thin.
Woody: I’m not mad at you. I’m not mad. It just seems you lost the ability to see anyone else’s point of view.
Jordan: I hate to break it to you, but I never had that ability.

Woody: So much for the old Cavanaugh instinct!

Garret: You’ve taken on a really tough assignment, you know that, right?
Lily: I know.
Garret: You’re in the deep end now; you’re going to have to learn to swim. Fast.
Lily: Right.
Garret: See, I’m on some pretty thin ice around here.
Lily: Yeah, I heard some stuff.
Garret: Well, it’s true. From now on Lily, you’re on your own.

Nigel: Apparently he buried him in the backyard… Like a hamster!

Nigel: …I called my guy at the FBI, who knows a gal at the CIA, whose boyfriend works at the ATF…

Bug: Will you go out with me? Lily? You see I’ve had feelings for you, for a long time now, but I’ve never been able to find the right…

Elaine: Garret you may want to rein in that paranoia, people are starting to talk…

Nigel: …Genius, no?
Bug: Actually I’d place you closer to the imbecilic twit category!
Nigel: Well, you seem vexed!

Nigel: So reading between the lines here. She turned you down.
Bug: Oh, I take it back, you are a genius!

Bug: (to Nigel) Just shut up for once will you. I must’ve been insane taking romantic advice from somebody as sexually ambiguous and as bizarre as you.
Nigel: You might want to check the mirror there, you little wanker! You know I’ve met serial killers with better social skills than you!
Bug: oh, yeah!
Nigel: Stinging retort! If Lily’s not sweet on you, maybe it’s because beneath that wisping veneer of intellectual superiority, you are a quivering, misanthropic, self loathing coward!

Jordan: What’s the matter? You guys look like you work in a morgue or something!

Woody: I should have never left Wisconsin.

Lester: If the feds lose a building, no sweat. If folks die, they got a PR problem.

Lily: Look, I’m new at this job, and maybe I’m out of line, but even grieving has its limits.

Woody: (answering Jordan’s cell) Detective Hoyt. Sorry Bug, Jordan’s a little busy right now, saving your ass!

Woody: (to Jordan) Wow, you are good!

Bug: Forget it!
Nigel: Really? You forgive me?
Bug: No, but if I’m about to get blown to bits, I don’t want the last words I hear to be a hollow apology from a preposterous sod like you!

Woody: Let’s hope this guy didn’t study home security with Lester Marsh!

Garret: I know, I know, I just feel…
Lily: Guilty. And therefore everything that is negative in the universe is somehow your responsibility. Well, I’ve got a newsflash for you Garret! The sun is going to come up tomorrow whether we live through this or not, so now would be an excellent time to get over yourself!

Jordan: Being a self destructive jerk, I’d give you a run for your money!

Jordan: You want to blow yourself up, hey, head for the woods, let her rip, you want to die right here stick a gun in your mouth, I will drag you to the crypt, and we’ll call it a day!

Jordan: …I’m sorry, but this is where I work, this is my life and that means a lot to me.

Garret: …Thanks for saving my ass!
Jordan: (grabs Garrets butt) Couldn’t let a sweet piece like this go to waste could I!

Woody: Interesting night.
Jordan: If you’re not a master of understatement!

Woody: I still feel like I owe you an apology.
Jordan: I don’t want an apology.
Woody: What do you want?
Jordan: Breakfast!

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