"Everyone stay together, please." "Our next stop is the primate habitat." "You hear that, Trish?" "Monkeys." "We're going to visit your family." "Knock it off, Shawn." "Now, some people believe that the next animal we're going to see is the ugliest creature in the whole animal kingdom." "Does anybody want to guess which animal that is?" "It's definitely got to be Trish!" "I hate you, Shawn Spencer!" "Shawn!" "I wonder what it is!" "Whoa." "Miss Bodansky, I think the ostrich might be choking." "Oh, I wouldn't worry." "I'm sure it's just eating." "Yeah, that's..." "That's how they swallow their food." "I'm pretty sure that's not food." "A tennis ball, Shawn?" "What are you thinking?" "What are you doing throwing a tennis ball at an ostrich?" "The thing could have died, and the zoo would have made me pay for it." "I don't even know what an ostrich costs." "I didn't do it." "I didn't throw the ball!" "Stop lying, Shawn." "You're only making things worse!" "Maybe he's telling the truth." "Are you, Shawn?" "Are you telling the truth?" "Yes, sir." "Did you see who did throw it?" "No, sir." "But I think it might have been an accident." "I think they meant to hit me." "I believe him." "He's telling the truth." "With all due respect, Captain, you call the shots at work, not here." "You deal with your kid." "I'll deal with mine." "You, scoot over." "I believe you, Shawn." "Gus!" "What?" "Gus, Gus, Gus, Gus, Gus!" "Come here!" "What?" "Look at this." "Isn't that..." "Trish Connors?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, and her dad." "Whoa!" "Wow, she looks..." "Hot!" "I was going to say vulnerable, maybe a little upset, but..." "I mean, she was cute in high school, but she sure has grown." "I wonder what Trish and Captain Connors are talking about?" "Why don't I just read her lips?" "'Cause you can't." "Sure, I can." "Shh!" ""I'm sorry, father." ""I can't fight it any longer." ""I love Shawn." ""I'm in love with Shawn. "" ""Stop pretending to be insane, daughter. "" "Daughter?" "He calls her, "daughter"?" ""You know you belong with Gus!" ""He's smarter and funnier, plus he has abs like Bruce Lee. "" "Whoa!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Okay, okay." "If we're gonna do the lip-reading game, we have to say things that are at least remotely believable." "I am." ""Abs like Bruce Lee"?" "Dude, they're coming in!" "Act natural." "Hello?" "Is anybody here?" "Oh, hey!" "Shawn?" "You probably don't remember me..." "Don't speak!" "Oh!" "I'm seeing a face..." "A face from the past." "We know each other." "Yes, we do." "I said no speaking." "Oh, sorry." "We were classmates." "Yes!" "Sorry." "Did we ever kiss?" "No." "I'm sorry." "That image may very well be coming from the not-too-distant future." "I'm getting a name." "Connor!" "Trish?" "Trish Connors?" "Wow!" "Look at you!" "Oh, my God!" "You look amazing!" "What are you doing down here?" "Wait." "Why am I sensing your father?" "Dad!" "Yes." "Captain Connors, it is so good to see you again, sir." "Please, come in, guys!" "Sit down in our cushy chair!" "Dad, you remember Shawn and Gus, we went to high school together." "I know who they are." "That's Henry's boy." "You don't have to speak to me as though I'm a child." "Now, the reason that we came to see you is that there is a..." "Um..." "Dad, do you want me to hold something or..." "No, no, not now, please." "I have to just..." "Oh, damn it!" "Nobody breathe." "I'm seeing something." "Gus." "There was violence." "Murder." "Yes." "There was a murder." "Yes, exactly!" "A murder, a 187, and I solved it." "You bet your ass!" "So, what do you need us for?" "Because, damn it, I can't remember who's been killed!" "Or who the killer was." "Did you go to the police?" "Oh, they're useless, all of them." "Without evidence, they won't even speak to you." "Thirty years I spent on that force." "But they still refuse to believe me when I tell them that there was a murder, and that I solved it!" "But I'm having trouble remembering..." "Actually, remembering anything." "That's why I'm here." "To see if you could..." "Maybe you could look into my head." "See what I can't find there." "But you believe me, don't you?" "Yes, sir." "I believe you." "I know, you know That I'm not telling the truth" "I know, you know They just don't have any proof" "Embrace the deception Learn how to bend" "Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end" "So, your Trish says that this is where her father comes every morning for his coffee." "He was here when he thought he saw the murder." "So?" "So, maybe we'll see something that led an ex-cop to believe a murder had been committed." "Plus, double-chocolate mango-pineapple scones." "Apparently made fresh daily." "What I'm saying, Gus, the morning is essentially a win-win." "Oh, no!" "What?" "Little "i"s." "Gus, little "i"s, little "i"s." "We gotta go!" "What?" "Little "i"s!" "What about Connors?" "What about the doubl e- chocolate mango-pineapple?" "Forget the scones." "There's only one person I know who makes the..." "Don't rush off on my account!" "Dad!" "Shawn, you remember my old captain, Brett Connors." "Of course." "Captain Connors, how are you, sir?" "Look at you fellas, all grown up!" "How long's it been, huh?" "About a day." "Less, actually." "Excuse me?" "Yes, can I help you?" "I don't know." "My name is Sabrina." "Vito." "Sabrina Vito." "And I think that my boyfriend might be missing." "He hasn't called and he won't answer the phone and I'm a little afraid that something might have happened." "So, I've been putting these up all over town." "It's okay." "Why don't you come over here and sit down?" "Okay." "Oh, that's right, that's right." "That's right, this chick was sunbathing naked in the plaza." "No!" "You should have seen your old man chasing her with the cuffs." "This gal was so covered with suntan oil, every time he grabbed her she squirted right out of his hands." "And that reminds me of that 502 that we picked up that New Year's Eve, over on Olive Avenue." "How do you remember all this stuff?" "Ah, it's easy." "Like it was yesterday." "Speaking of yesterday, Captain, is this the table that you always sit at?" "Because I'm getting something here." "The murder?" "The murder?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you were sitting here when you saw the victim." "Shawn, what are you talking about?" "Shut up, Henry." "I solved a new murder." "And your boy here's the only one who believes me." "Now, let the kid work!" "I'm seeing a man... 5'9", 5'10" tops." "Shaved head." "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes, yes..." "His name..." "Mif..." "Mif-you..." "No." "May?" "Mick?" "Mike!" "His name is Mike!" "He was arguing over in the park with that bastard Mort Crocker." "A mountain lion..." "He pinned it on a mountain lion!" "Now, if I can just prove it..." "All right, look, why don't I play psychic here for a moment?" "It wasn't a young man." "It was a young woman." "She's pretty." "Brunette hair, nice figure, she liked to play Scrabble with her friends." "Her name was Zoe." "Yeah, you're right." "That's who was murdered." "They said it was a mountain lion, but they were wrong!" "Dad, you're amazing!" "Maybe my psychic gift is hereditary." "Shawn, Zoe Sharp is a young woman who was found dead 20 years ago, mauled by a mountain lion." "Connors and I worked the case." "So, she was murdered?" "She was in the wrong place at the wrong time." "A tragedy, yes." "A murder?" "No." "Not then, and not now." "Okay, okay, let's forget Zoe Sharp, may she rest in peace." "But Connors still saw the guy on the "Missing" poster arguing with Mort Crocker in the park." "What?" "Shawn, we have no idea what Connors saw or what he didn't see." "The man is ill." "Early-onset Alzheimer's." "His mind, the past, the present, it's all screwy." "It's all the same to him." "So, he sees Crocker standing there in the park." "It triggers an old memory of Zoe." "Next thing you know, he's living in the past." "Dad, this guy's your friend." "He came to me for help." "Shawn, leave him be." "He doesn't need your help to make him look like an old fool." "He deserves better than that." "Shawn!" "Run, little alien!" "Run!" "Shawn!" "What?" "You're gonna want to see this." "See what?" "Look!" "Uh..." "Coincidence?" "I don't think so." "So, when my dad said he solved a murder, you think this is the guy that was killed?" "Well..." "It seems like a simple question, doesn't it, Trish?" "I'm afraid the answer is a bit more complicated." "You see, as a psychic, it is important that I elicit the proper..." "I'm sorry." "Raise your hand if you want to know how my amazing gift works!" "Gus, you're so much better at this." "Why don't you tell Trish how it works." "I've got some stuff I need to do." "Sure." "The answer to your question is yes, we do believe that is the victim." "Please." "So, what's the next step?" "Well, being that the authorities believe he was killed by a mountain lion," "Shawn is going to attempt to elicit a psychic link with this suspect, in order to establish his guilt or innocence." "And by suspect, you mean..." "The mountain lion, yes." "Amazing." "Not really, it's... it's..." "It's fairly common for a psychic to be able to read different species of the animal kingdom." "No, not that." "What?" "The way that he's sitting there so quiet." "I mean, in high school he was always so loud, and needed attention constantly and needed to be noticed." "And he just would not shut up!" "He was so annoying." "He drove me nuts!" "But now..." "I mean, look at him, he's so..." "Calm, so unobtrusive." "And the way he let you just step in and take over like that." "I think he's really matured." "Yeah, yeah, he has." "Dad!" "No!" "No!" "He was mauled by a mountain lion." "You don't find that the least bit coincidental?" "Of course it's coincidental, Shawn." "But it doesn't make it murder." "No, it makes it an episode of When Animals Attack:" "Santa Barbara." "Yes, well, mountain lions do attack in Santa Barbara." "In fact, you watch the news, right?" "That's your source of psychic information?" "It happens." "Connors came to me." "He says, "I solved a murder. "" "Shawn, Connors was a good cop." "And the thing that made him a good cop is that he never accepted the easy answer." "But that doesn't mean that he was always right." "Obviously somewhere in his mind, he's confused something that happened 20 years ago with something that's happened today." "Okay, fine." "Talk to me more about 20 years ago." "How does Zoe Sharp connect to Mort Crocker?" "Mort Crocker founded the Mort's family restaurant chain." "He was the CEO." "At the time, Zoe Sharp was his assistant, and there was a rumor..." "A rumor!" "That they were having an affair." "Nice, that's good stuff!" "And Connors knew about it?" "Of course he knew about it." "Every good cop makes it his job to know about things like that, but there was never any proof, Shawn." "No proof!" "And even if there was, somewhere in some corner of his mind there is a memory, a lingering memory, searching for closure." "But then he sees Mike here arguing with Mort Crocker." "Connors is not the most reliable witness, Shawn." "Dad, he's onto something." "One mountain lion, two mountain lions!" "Mountain lions!" "You're right." "You should talk to a mountain lion." "Whoa!" "Simba!" "I am your father." "I don't think Mufasa said that." "Ah, Mufasa, Vader, I'm Not Rappaport, it's all James Earl Jones." "I'm Not Rappaport was Ossie Davis." "It still works." "We're not even supposed to be in here." "Relax." "I love cats, and it's been proven that cats love me." "Well, this cat likes to eat people." "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty." "You're not going to eat anybody..." "No!" "What's going on here?" "Who authorized you to be in here?" "Uh..." "Please, excuse us." "I am Dr. Hans Jorgenson, and this is my very distinguished colleague, Dr. Mc..." "Tock." "I am so sorry." "I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow." "Yeah, we have arrived early." "Well, I'm happy you're here." "I'm Joan Walker, the zoo director." "Oh, let's see." "Oh, look!" "Dr. Hans Jorgenson." "Look what they have done for us!" "Dr. Mc..." "Dr. Mc..." "Tock." "Dr. Mc..." "Tock." "Mmm." "Oh, what?" "Oh, it is nothing." "You see, the Kosov language is very difficult to master, yes?" "It seems you have, uh, inadvertently uttered a vile Kosov obscenity." "Oh, I am terribly sorry." "Don't worry." "My colleague only speaks the English at a very pre-school level, and he is very forgiving of others." "For instance, yesterday I poured a hot cocoa over his genitals, and I say, "I'm sorry," and it's fine." "Now, is that the man-eating lion that we have read so much about?" "No, no." "He's not a man-eater." "No, no, if he attacked, it's only because he was malnourished." "So, tell us." "Why is the cat so malnourished?" "I really don't know." "I mean, we had record rainfall this year." "There's an abundance of foliage for his prey to feed on." "He should be fat, but he's underweight." "Perhaps it is because everyone in California is on the diet?" "Yeah?" "All of the surfing boys and the model girls." "I mean, someone, anyone, please give them a sandwich, yeah?" "Meatball, uh-huh?" "What is that?" "The cat doesn't look like it's eaten in weeks." "Doesn't make sense." "Yes, this is Joan." "Oh, well, where's Dr. Zamfir?" "Actually, no, no, stay right there." "I might have someone who can help us." "Seems we have a bit of a situation." "One of our warthogs is ready to give birth, but our vet is away on an emergency." "Could you please ask Dr. Mc..." "The doctor, if, as a distinguished veterinarian, he would please help us bring a new warthog into the world?" "Please excuse while we confer." "Meercat..." "He would be honored, yes." "So, just lead us the way." "Thank you, thank you." "What are you doing?" "We don't know anything about delivering warthog babies!" "Oh!" "A baby is a baby, you just pull it out at the right time!" "The real question is, are you allergic to placenta?" "Oh, God!" "My eyes!" "My eyes!" "Again, Mr. Crocker, thank you for coming in." "I know how hectic your schedule is." "Don't mention it, Detective Lassiter." "I'm never too busy to help Santa Barbara's finest." "Why don't you tell me what this is about?" "Did you see this in the paper?" "Yes, I did." "Sad." "We have information that you were seen with the victim the day before his body was found." "No, it wasn't me." "Why don't we just cut to the chase?" "It was that detective, Connors, wasn't it?" "20 years and he still can't let it go." "I really can't say." "Mike's body was found on this trail." "It's closed." "Now what?" "Just hold on, let me think a minute." "Okay." "I have a plan." "It's a little crazy, but it might just work." "Okay." "What?" "Dude, we totally made it." "We're in!" "Shawn, in case you're confused," ""closed" means, "go away. " "Stay out. "" "Yes, in the negative language dictionary, which is clearly the only edition you own." "But in the positive language edition, closed means, "Come in, step over the chain," ""there's so many less people to trample all over what you're looking for. "" "You really think you can track the animal?" "Perhaps you've forgotten about my extensive experience with the Native Americans, a proud and solvent people." "Working at the Flaming Tomahawk?" "So, you do remember." "Shawn, you were a greeter in the casino, for a week." "The only non-Native American to be awarded an eagle feather." "Always remember that, Gus." "Oh, please!" "Black lab!" "Akita!" "Lizard." "Okay, now you're just making stuff up." "Flamingo." "What if we do find these mountain lion tracks?" "What then?" "Well, we clearly follow them to the kill zone and look for clues." "What kill zone?" "What?" "Felis concolor." "It's Latin for mountain lion." "Let's follow them, and see where they lead." "This is it!" "What?" "The kill zone." "The kill happened here." "Except..." "Except what?" "Except the drag marks are coming from that direction." "The lion tracks we followed are over there." "If this lion dragged and killed its prey, the tracks and the marks should match up." "They should come from the same direction." "Gus, you know what this means?" "The murder didn't happen here!" "Exactly." "This cat was framed." "I guess you guys can't read." "This area is closed." "What are we doing here?" "I'm burning up in this thing." "No you're not." "Yes, I am." "You've been wandering lost in the woods for two nights and you're suffering from extreme hypothermia." "Now, shiver!" "How are you feeling?" "Better?" "Oh, Ranger De Soto, this soup is amazing." "Gus called it a chowder, and I'm tempted to agree." "Do you think you might have any crackers to go with it?" "Perhaps those little oyster kind?" "I'll check." "You're too kind." "Crackers?" "Really?" "For someone who supposedly drinks his own urine, your palate is suddenly very sophisticated." "Let's get out of here!" "We can't." "We've got work to do." "I think there's more to this gun-toting ranger than meets the eye." "Like what?" "Well, for starters..." "He just happens to know the infamous Mort Crocker and his wife, Edna." "Coincidence?" "Shawn, it's a fundraiser." "The Crockers probably posed with everybody in there." "What about the giant cage outside?" "What about it?" "I suspect that at one point, our man-eating mountain lion was kept in that cage, and sustained a small cut." "Yeah, when they trapped him and took him to the zoo." "Sorry, all I have is saltines." "Is that okay?" "Oh, believe me, when you're starving, you'll eat anything, including the poop of indigenous beasts." "Speaking of which, when we were lost out there," "Gus here was little-girl-scared that we might be eaten by some kind of wild animal." "Does that sort of thing ever really happen?" "Well, it's not unheard of." "Fact is, we had a guy killed by a mountain lion just a couple of days ago." "Does that kind of thing happen often?" "Oh, a few times in the past 50 years." "I thought mountain lions were afraid of humans." "Generally, but if they get hungry enough..." "We've had a really dry year, that means reduced vegetation, and reduced vegetation means fewer deer and the like for the lions to feed on." "You can't really blame the cat." "It gets hungry and it wants to eat." "You mind if I ask you a question that's completely unrelated?" "Sure." "Is that real mahogany?" "Now, what do we know?" "We know there was plenty of rain this year, no reason for a mountain lion to be malnourished." "Why was Ranger De Soto lying?" "Why do people usually lie?" "He's hiding something." "Henry Spencer back from lunch yet?" "Henry Spencer?" "I'm sorry, who are you?" "Never mind." "Just tell him to come and find me." "We need to go over that Zoe Sharp file again." "Whoa!" "Excuse me, sir." "You can't go back there!" "What the hell is all this?" "Captain Connors?" "Yeah." "May I help you?" "This is my desk." "Look, son." "I don't know who the hell you are, but you're confused." "This is my desk." "It's been my desk for years." "Now, you can either help me find the Zoe Sharp file, or take a hike." "You know what?" "Maybe there's someone we should call." "Hey, look, I don't have time for all this crap." "I've got work to do!" "Sir, please." "Don't make this difficult." "Hey, you wanna dance, pal?" "You just name that tune." "Come on!" "I don't know, Shawn." "Accusing Crocker of murder's a pretty big deal." "It doesn't bother you that we're missing things like motive, where the murder took place, or any kind of evidence or proof?" "News flash, Gus, the cops think I'm a psychic." "I just have to get a feeling at the right time." "Shawn!" "Gus!" "What are you doing here?" "My father, he's disappeared." "Hey!" "Come on." "Where?" "All right, now you are starting to piss me off, old man." "Come here!" "It's time for you to go." "Henry!" "Henry!" "Tell them who I am!" "Um..." "I think he's talking to you." "Oh, God, please tell me I don't look anything like my father." "You could be his twin." "Look at the back of my head." "Is my hair starting to thin at all?" "Shawn!" "Henry!" "I think we all know who this is." "This is Captain Brett Connors, one of the finest cops in the SBPD, someone I'd be happy to share a squad car with." "What the hell is going on, Spencer?" "This man happens to be my friend, now let him go." "He's your responsibility." "Get him out of here." "Let's go, Captain." "I should report them all to Internal Affairs." "They should be brought up on charges." "I couldn't agree more." "You head home, I'll draw up the paperwork." "That's the girlfriend." "I'm sorry to disturb you." "Was his name Mike?" "Yeah, it was." "How did you know?" "Shawn Spencer, police psychic." "I know that this must be a very tough time for you." "Sabrina." "Sabrina..." "I am so sorry for your loss." "You know, he'd come all this way." "Lived so much, and his whole life can be condensed into a few items in this box." "Mike wasn't from here, was he?" "No, no, he was visiting." "Yeah, that's right." "We were both from Pennsylvania." "Mike came out here to search for his birth parents." "I am sensing a longing." "He was so sad the first time he called me." "He just found out that his birth mother had been dead for almost 20 years." "And that would explain the sadness that I'm feeling." "But then a few days later he called to say that he thought he had located his birth father." "I'd never heard him more excited." "Did Mike bring another pair of shoes with him on this trip?" "No, no." "Just what he had on him." "It was pretty sudden, this trip out here." "I see." "Sabrina, I'm feeling that Mike does not want you to be sad." "Can you tell me, did Mike get to meet his birth father?" "He said he was a really wealthy man and difficult to get to." "Yes." "Yes, he did." "A biotin deficiency can be hereditary." "It's not exactly a paternity test, but let's see if Crocker has the same prescription." "If so, we know Connors is right." "This is a fortress." "We need a plan." "I don't think we can exactly just ring the buzzer and ask to peek into Mr. Crocker's medicine cabinet." "Why not?" "That sounds perfectly reasonable to me." "Why can't we be from the state board of medicine cabinet inspectors?" "I don't know, Shawn." "I know I'm right on this one." "Let's think this through." "No, Gus." "Come on, let's go in without a plan, flying by the seat of our pants." "It'll be so much more fun, trust me." "See, look, man." "There's some kind of commotion happening here." "Planning a party." "It's a piece of cake." "They're never going to notice us." "Excuse me, where are your badges?" "Oh, I don't need a badge, I'm the event planner." "The event planner's a woman." "Yeah, I'm her assistant." "Also a woman." "To the assistant." "I'm calling security." "No, no, no, no!" "You don't need to do that." "Don't tell me what to do." "The rules are very strict here." "Really?" "You're going to let your bosses run you around like that?" "You're gonna let the man hold you down?" "These freak bastards with their rules and regulations?" "You're a human person!" "You need to rise up and tell them all to go to hell." "We can all do it together!" "Let us empower you." "I'm Edna Crocker, and you are one minute away from a squad car ride." "Probably ought to let this one go." "Yeah." "Hi." "I'm here to pick up a prescription for a Mr. Crocker," "Mort Crocker." "One moment, please." "Thank you." "See, you should listen to me every once in a while." "That's not fair." "I don't have access to medical files and doctor's names." "Shawn, I called two pharmacies, while you were being interrogated." "I don't have anything for Mr. Crocker." "Are you sure about that?" "Yes." "Um..." "Can I just get back there for a second?" "I'm sorry, we don't have anything, and someone has already picked up all of his most recent prescriptions." "Is it that bastard, Jimmy Derukie?" "Shawn, please." "I'll tell you what, before I go a little nuts, why don't you just give me the name of the prescriptions and we can get out of here." "Okay, okay, see, it's a long-standing prescription." "It needs to be renewed." "No one's gonna go nuts here." "Okay, no, I do have something, but they picked that up over two months ago." "Really?" "What was that?" "The penicillin?" "No, it was his regular dosage of something called..." "Biotin." "Yes, is that what you're looking for?" "Yes." "Thank you." "All right, Spencer." "You said you found an eyewitness for Mike McMillan's murder." "Where is he?" "Okay, Mike." "Go ahead." "Tell the detectives exactly what you told me." "You're kidding me, right?" "And we're out of here." "Mike says he was in town searching for his natural birth parents." "If you don't believe him, you can ask his girlfriend." "That's true." "She told me." "Did she also tell you that he found his birth father?" "Well, what about his birth mother?" "Did Mike say if he found her?" "No, no." "He didn't say anything." "See, he can't." "He's a picture on a piece of paper, and dead." "You should be ashamed of yourself." "Mike said his mother was killed 20 years ago, right after he was born." "Her name was Zoe Sharp." "I knew it." "That son of a bitch." "He killed her and now he got rid of the baby!" "He protects his business, his reputation, and he doesn't have to share his wealth." "Sounds like a motive for murder to me." "Really?" "Yep." "Then how do you explain the mountain lions?" "Huh?" "You're so smart?" "How do you explain that?" "Lassi, why are you asking him?" "He was just a baby when his mother was killed." "In fact, he wasn't even there." "Summer of '86 was hot and dry." "There were a lot of fires." "Lions were all going hungry." "I remember some of them came right into town looking for food." "Crocker killed Zoe and dumped her body in the hills." "He didn't know about the lions, that just happened!" "They ate the evidence and covered his tracks!" "He just got lucky!" "What about this time?" "With Michael, he just got lucky again?" "No, not this time." "This time he had help." "Ranger De Soup..." "De Soto!" "De Soto provided the lion." "De Soto?" "I know that name." "I just can't remember why." "Sir, it's okay." "Well, I got to hand it to you, Spencer." "This is a terrific story." "There's just one problem." "Sir, it's nothing that Mike can't help us work through." "What is it?" "Crocker has an airtight alibi." "He was in Chicago when Mike was killed." "Oh, he's lying." "No, I checked it out myself, sir." "He spoke at a symposium in front of 200 other people." "No, no." "Not again." "Not this time." "Hey, Dad!" "Sir!" "Daddy?" "He wouldn't do anything stupid, would he?" "Define "stupid. "" "Go up to Crocker himself?" "Trish, come on!" "Children, no running!" "Jane!" "So nice to see you." "You, too." "How do you do?" "Mort Crocker, you're under arrest for the murder of Zoe Sharp and Mike McMillan." "Mr. Connors, I'm so glad you could make it." "Why don't you help yourself to a drink?" "No, no, no, no." "You might fool all of these people, but not me." "Is everything all right, darling?" "Everything's fine." "Please go back to..." "Captain Connors, sir, why don't you let us take you home?" "Pardon us for the disturbance." "Oh, crap!" "Hey!" "Connors!" "Oh, come on!" "Stop acting like a child!" "Dad?" "Bless you." "Thank you." "Shh!" "He was here." "Well, of course he's here." "We saw him come in, Sherlock." "No, no." "Not Connors." "Mike." "Mike McMillan was here." "What?" "But you sound all muffled." "What are you eating something?" "How can..." "Right, right, right." "My bad." "My bad." "He was muffled." "It was my fault." "There." "There, that's so much better." "Please get out of here now." "I don't allow anyone inside my greenhouse." "Well, that's not exactly true, now, is it?" "You let Mike McMillan in, didn't you?" "I mean, this is where you killed him." "You see, when Mike's spirit started talking about Crocker," "I thought he meant Mr. Crocker, but it wasn't." "He was talking about Mrs. Crocker." "Well, for your sake, you had better be right this time." "He came to see you, but you weren't here." "What?" "Mike, you know I don't speak Italian." "Shoes." "He wants you to check the shoes that he was wearing that day." "The soles." "You'll find potting soil in the tread that matches that stuff." "Edna, what's he talking about?" "Edna?" "God damn it!" "That's why I know the name." "Before you were married, your name was Edna De Soto!" "And you and your brother John, the park ranger, were in this together." "He used the lion to cover your tracks." "You're not really going to believe this old fool, are you?" "Watch who you're calling..." "What?" "I'm sorry, that was my fault, I just wasn't paying attention to you." "Are you serious?" "It's in a bird feeder?" "No, I'll say it." "There's a surveillance camera out front." "Apparently it's in a bird feeder." "If the tape wasn't erased, you'll be able to see him arriving on the day he was killed." "Please, Edna, tell me you didn't." "What was I supposed to do?" "Someone had to protect everything we've worked so hard for!" "You would have given him half of everything!" "Just like you would have his mother." "He was my son!" "Detective, arrest this woman, and while you're at it, issue a warrant for the arrest of John De Soto, for the murder of Zoe Sharp and Mike McMillan." "Officers, you heard the captain." "Get them out of here." "Dad, I'm so proud of you." "Showoff." "Good for you." "Yeah, thanks." "It's a real honor, you know." "I thought these days were long gone." "Does that mean you're coming out of retirement?" "What, are you kidding?" "I'm lucky if I come out of the fog." "Well, you gotta keep your brain stimulated." "Try the crosswords." "Nah, I like that Sudoku." "Well, we could always go after cold cases." "Nah, best leave it to the young guys, huh?" "Thanks for giving him this day." "I hope he remembers it tomorrow." "He couldn't let go and move on, you know?" "Shawn?" "Yeah?" "What?" "I'm sorry, I..." "A little..." "Little lump in my throat." "Speaking of lumps..." "Yes?" "The ostrich?" "The tennis ball?" "What?" "You know what?" "It's not a big deal, obviously." "But it always bugged me a little." "Why didn't you say anything, Trish?" "Like what?" "Oh, I don't know." ""I threw the tennis ball into the highly restricted ostrich area," ""and I let you take the fall for it. "" "You're serious." "It's not too late to make it right." "Right is right." "You really still have not grown up, have you?" "Wow." "Goodbye, Shawn." "Gus." "What?" "Hey!" "There she is!" "Hey!" "No, no, here." "There, are you happy?" "Yeah, actually, I am." "Good." "Good?" "You really want me to believe that you put your foot in your mouth deliberately?" "Please." "Go get the girl." "It's your move." "No." "Listen, would you go..." "Shawn, I told you." "I do not need you to lay back for me to get a girl." "Get over there." "No." "Show her the abs." "Show her the abs." "Not until you challenge me straight up!" "Fine." "I will be kissing Trish in 10 minutes." "Not if I get there first." "In between the lines there's a lot of obscurity" "I'm not inclined to resign to maturity" "If it's all right then you're all wrong" "But why bounce around to the same damn song" "You'd rather run when you can't crawl" "I know, you know That I'm not telling the truth" "I know, you know They just don't have any proof" "Embrace the deception Learn how to bend" "Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end" "I know, you know" "I know, you know"