The First 48

Horatio Caine: “So this is where you discovered the pile of feathers?”
Lulu: “Yes, it was right over there.”
Producer Smurf: “Cut! Lulu, can you try to smurf a little more dramatically? Maybe try to smurf how traumatized you were when you found the crime scene?”
Lulu: “I wasn’t traumatized. I was just curious.”
Producer Smurf: “Not traumatized? What are you, some kind of smurfopath?”

Lulu: “Then later on I found another feather pile over here.”
Horatio Caine: “A second victim? So we’re looking at some kind of serial killer. Awesome!”
Lulu: “What?”
Horatio Caine: “Umm I mean, uh-oh, a serial killer. Bad, very bad.”
Producer Smurf: “Lulu, I need to smurf a better reaction shot from you about the serial killer. Can you smurf that big googly-eye thing?”

Lulu: “What exactly are you doing with that camera and all these instructions?”
Producer Smurf: “I’m smurfing a smurfumentary to smurf along with my true crime smurfcast. True crime smurfcasts are all the smurf these smurfs.”
Lulu: “Yeah all right I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Horatio Caine: “Well I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut your smurfcast short because I already know who did it.”
Lulu: “You do? Who was it?”
Horation Caine: “Clearly it was that German shepherd dog who’s been trying to covertly monitor the investigation this whole time.”

Horatio Caine: “Well, what have you got to say for yourself, MURDERER?!“
Spicoli: “Actually, dude, I just wanted to ask you where you got those awesome shades.”
Producer Smurf: “Spicoli! Get out of here! This is a closed set!”
Lulu: “I don’t think it was him. I didn’t smell either Doritos or patchouli on the feathers.”