Actually, CSI:Mars could be pretty cool.
Yeah, I can just hear it now...
ONE LINER COP: So, you're telling me that a gal with three breasts approached you at the bar?
SCUMBAG: Yes, officer. And she told me about the guy with a head on his stomach. He's the mastermind. Said something about underground tunnels and an ancient reactor that will create a breathable planet.
ONE LINER COP: So, you spoke to a woman with three breasts who told you about a two-headed criminal? And the second head did all the talking?
HOT CHICK COP: Sounds like every guy I've ever met.
SCUMBAG: I swear to you I'm telling the truth.
ONE LINER COP: I believe you. But I'm not so sure my partners blaster will. Get this piece of garbage out of my face.
HOT CHICK COP: Do you believe him? Two heads? What do we do now?
ONE LINER COP: I do believe him. Now we find that girl and wait.
HOT CHICK COP: Wait?! For what?
ONE LINER COP: For him...to play his hand.
HOT CHICK COP: I'm not following you.
ONE LINER COP: You ever play poker? Sometimes your opponent slow plays his cards and you have to wait him out, wait for that one twitch, that one sign of overconfidence. Then you attack. And we just saw a very big twitch. I'm a betting man, and we're all in.
HOT CHICK COP: English, please.
ONE LINER COP: Three breasts will beat two heads every time. Too bad for this lover-boy, his next kiss...(puts sunglasses on)...will be his last.
Emmy material.