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(Grissom puts the camera down. He and Catherine are standing over the body
inside the storm drain. Outside, we see an officer walk by. The water level is
up to his upper thighs.)

CATHERINE: Who found him?

GRISSOM: The police were sweeping the area looking for vagrants, trying to keep
'em above water.
(He points to the body.)

GRISSOM: Take a look at his nose. Same thing with his chin ... his elbows ... and his knees. He lost all his points.

CATHERINE: Like a rock in a tumbler.

(Grissom shines his flashlight into the darkness of the storm drain. Warrick turns and looks. Catherine grimaces.)

CATHERINE: Aren't we at least gonna draw straws?

GRISSOM: No.

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