Unfortunately this episode is the start of a plot thread which I find UNUTTERABLY TEDIOUS, which is to say, Grissom’s deafness. However it gives only the faintest glimmer of what will become, over the next season, a seriously hackneyed subject. The hint at hand comes through the unfortunate death of this deaf kid, squashed ‘neath the uncaring wheels of a ‘large truck or SUV’.
The CSIs’ investigation leads them to an unlikely pair of criminals, one of whom appears to be around 10 years old (and who is the first yoof on the show possessed of that fabled plot device/motivation to conceal a crime, ‘a scholarship to Duke’) [edit: apparently he’s also familiar to viewers of One Tree Hill. I’m not one, so can’t comment…]
and the other of whom is not only Kenny the houseboy from Edwardian Country House
but who possesses a set of headlice to rival even my six and a half year old self.
It also introduces them to this absolutely terrifying lady
whose fear-inducing eyebrows and hip-hop dance moves
have even Sara snapping into line.
And finally, of course, it has Grissom whapping out his own sign language supermoves.
In a speedy rundown of other important news, Catherine demonstrates some of her most fabulous faces as she becomes frustrated by Grissom’s absent-mindedness…
… and Greg is modelling possibly his worst outfit yet.
It makes this exchange with Warrick and Grissom particularly intriguing:
Greg: I’m the man!
Warrick: Why? What’d you do? Let me guess… You ran a DNA profile from the blood on the dead guy’s knuckles and you got a match?
Grissom: You ran a DNA profile and something very distinctive popped up?
Greg: Not quite.
Warrick: You made it out of bed and you dressed yourself?
NO? Does he employ a STYLIST? Does his MUM (Mom) still dress him? The people need an answer!!
Finally, there’s another Olde Technologie moment as Nick listens in on the heavy metal music a gunshot victim was pumping…
… on his handy Discman.