"Ah, here we go." "Hey, Dad, can I please get a home computer?" "Mrs. Phillips said it would help prepare me for the future." "Shawn, get your head out of the clouds." "Those things are just another passing fad like rap music, Madonna and L.A. Law." "Here, why don't you focus on something that might actually make you some money one day?" "All right?" "(tires screeching)" "(PANTlNG)" "(PANTlNG) I..." "I didn't see anything." "I swear." "Please, don't shoot me." "Don't worry." "We're not going to shoot you." "(GRUNTlNG)" "(ORGAN music playing)" "How do you not have a black suit?" "What grown man doesn't own a black suit?" "Besides me, the Joker, Colonel Sanders, Matthew McConaughey..." "McConaughey doesn't count." "He doesn't own a shirt." "He doesn't need a shirt." "You know, that's right." "Sit down." "SHAWN:" "So that's them, huh?" "Yes, unfortunately." "Come on, man, it's been 10 years." "Can't you guys just hug it out?" "No, Shawn." "And for the last time, I'm here to say one final goodbye to Leonard." "He was a good friend." "And then that's it." "We're out." "Thanks for coming." "Yeah." "Dearly beloved, we gather here today not to mourn a death, but celebrate a life." "(PEOPLE murmuring)" "Can I give an amen if the preacher guy asks for it?" "Of course, but wait for it." "Okay." "Leonard Callahan, or Diddle, as he was known by those closest to him..." "Diddle?" "We all had nicknames, Shawn." "...was tragically taken from us by a hit-and-run driver." "But we know Diddle is in a better place now." "(PEOPLE agreeing)" "Diddle is in a better place now." "Can I get an amen?" "ALL:" "Amen." "And he continues to live in our hearts." "Hallelujah!" "Sit down." "I got caught up in the moment." "Would you..." "I was in the moment." "And now in light of his home-going service," "Leonard's former band mates from college" "Let's go." "would like to dedicate a special song to his memory." "Huh, he was in a band." "That's cool." "(ORGAN music playing)" "What are you doing?" "To pay my respects." "Be quiet." "Gus, get back here." "(singing) Swing low" "Swing low" "Sweet chariot" "Chariot" "Coming for to carry me home" "Swing low" "Sweet chariot" "Coming for to carry me" "Home" "Home" "I looked over Jordan and what did I see?" "(MOUTHlNG) Coming for to carry me home" "A band of angels coming after me" "Coming for to carry me home" "If you get there before I do" "(MOUTHlNG) Coming for to carry me home" "Tell all my friends I'm coming, too" "Coming for to carry me home" "CHORUS:" "Oh, when the saints soloist:" "When the saints" "Go marching in Go marching in" "Oh, when the saints go marching in When they go marching in" "Oh, Lord, I want to be in that number I want to be in that number" "When the saints go marching in When they go marching in" "And when the sun begins to shine" "When the sun begins to shine..." "I can't believe you've been holding out on me for all these years." "You know it's one of my lifelong dreams to be part of a four-piece singing group." "Five-piece is my backup." "Now, I find out, not only were you in one, you let it all slip away." "I must know why." "I must!" "Enough, Shawn." "But that was like a New Edition reunion concert, minus Bobby and Ronnie." "What could have possibly come between men capable of creating such sweet, sweet harmony?" "Give me a hint." "Man, you can give me a baby hint." "All right, fine." "Man, I wish I could have known you when you were black." "You're the psychic, right?" "Yes, uh, Shawn Spencer." "I'm Tony." "This is Joon." "We read about yours and Gus' detective agency in our alumni newsletter." "Oh, wow." "Look, I gotta tell you guys, you sounded amazing up there." "You know, I do a little singing myself." "Yeah, thanks." "Diddle was the heart and soul of our group." "The day he was taken from us was the day the music died." "I just keep thinking he can't be dead." "He can't be." "And then I look at that casket and I'm like, "That's got to be Diddle in there." ""Because why would they put his picture on another dude's coffin?"" "And that's when I lose it." "So tragic." "Look, man." "We don't think that Diddle died in any bicycle accident." "I mean, he was the only brother I knew who rode a bicycle as a grown man." "We think he was murdered." "Uh, have you notified the police?" "What if they did it?" "Look here, normally, we wouldn't even associate ourselves with somebody who would partner up with a buster like Gus." "Buster." "But I checked out that newsletter, and that article made it seem like you were pretty good at solving stuff without a lot of evidence." "The less evidence, the better." "Good, 'cause Diddle doesn't deserve to go out like that." "Not him." "I mean, the man was barely 5'10" and could dunk with two hands." "TONY:" "Yeah, he could." "There I go again." "It's okay." "It's all right, it's all right." "Can we hire you, or what?" "(SlGHlNG) You know, man, I think that might be a little complicated." "Then again, what are best friends of mysteriously estranged old college pals for?" "(LAUGHS)" "(A CAPPELLA version OF THEME SONG playing)" "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 dance around to the same damn song?" "You'd rather run when you can't crawl" "I know that you know That I'm not telling the truth" "I know that you know That they don't have any proof" "Embrace the deception And learn how to bend" "Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end" "Gus." "Tony." "G-Whiz." "Joon." "Sweet." "Now that that's out of the way," "let's go ahead and, uh, bring Gus up to speed." "Fine." "It all started when we got this weird e-mail from Diddle on the day that he died." ""It's so hard to say goodbye."" "Yeah, there was a huge file attached to it." "But it's not like any file I've ever seen." "It's heavily encrypted." "It can't be opened." "I mean, we can't figure out what the message means." "But I think it has something to do with him dying." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Gus, you're listed as a recipient here." "Do you remember getting this e-mail?" "Yeah, I got it." "And I immediately proceeded to place it into the trash bin." "(SCOFFS)" "That's cold, B." "Yo, that's like Beyonce and the first Destiny's Child cold." "Me and Diddle's relationship was rock solid." "We never lost contact." "But he would always send us these e-mails about getting the group back together, which would involve reconciling with these two jokers." "And that was not going to happen." "Mmm-mmm, not happening." "Not even if Jesus was our manager." "Whoa, you're not serious about that, Joon." "No, I ain't serious." "I was playing." "All right." "Great, then it's settled." "There'll be no reunion unless Jesus agrees to manage the group." "That's fine by me." "Mmm-hmm." "TONY:" "Man, you know he's always had this attitude, man." "He's feminine, like a girl." "(singing) If Jesus was our manager" "He would bring us all together..." "Shawn, we are not going to sing our problems away." "Look, you guys." "Whatever happened between you happened a long time ago." "Now, you've clearly suffered a great loss." "Look at the bright side." "You've been given this opportunity to make Diddle's wish come true." "Yeah, but look at the dark side." "Being together makes a bad situation worse." "Look on the dark side?" "Who talks like that?" "You are still the most negative dude I know." "Okay, guys, let's just, uh, let's get the e-mail up, and we'll see what's what." "Call me negative." "He's been doing that all these years." "TONY:" "I've read The Purpose Driven Life." "JOON:" "Hey, man, transformation equals change." "Huh." "It's encrypted all right." "Well, decryptify it." "You can't just unencrypt something, Shawn." "You need a data key or a pass code or a complex algorithm." "Whatever this file is, he went out of his way to protect it." "Yo, Diddle worked for Cyber Vault." "I know." "Diddle worked for Cyber Vault." "Oh, this dude." "Companies hire them to protect and encrypt data sent over networks." "So they can or cannot lift the parental lock on my laptop?" "That was me, Shawn." "It was for your own good." "They protect credit card transactions, trade secrets, classified government documents." "I mean, those guys are running some serious Big Brother type stuff over there." "Yeah, we think Diddle maybe had stumbled across some secret information somebody was trying to get their hands on." "Now you feel where we're coming from." "How about you, Gus?" "Oh, man, he's not even hearing it, much less feeling it." "Gus, I think it's clear to the three of us that you're neither hearing it nor feeling it." "What I can't discern is, are you mad at it?" "All right, all right." "We need to retrace Diddle's final steps." "Okay, well, Diddle's time of death was pegged right after he sent the e-mail." "So you gotta figure, he had just left the apartment." "Brilliant." "We'll start there." "We're helping the family collect some of his things, so we can gain full access." "(LAUGHS)" "No, he didn't keep these." "What?" "GUS:" "Let me see here, let me see, let me see." "JOON:" "Nights of Black Satin." "GUS:" "Mine still fits." "TONY:" "Mine does, too." "JOON:" "Like yesterday." "Let's do the steps." "All right, all right." "Uh, uh." "ALL:" "Ah." "Ah." "Ah." "Yeah!" "Oh, yeah!" "Whoo, whoo!" "Mine smells like mothballs." "Yeah, mine smells like mold." "Like my grandmama's feet." "You think I could have Diddle's?" "No." "Let's get back to work." "Let me ask you something." "Was he always this safety conscious?" "Once, in college, he left his seatbelt on during a drive-in movie." "Meaning he's not the kind of guy that would go cycling without his protective cycling gear." "Good point." "Check that out." "SHAWN:" "Who uses a power strip for one plug?" "I'm sensing that some of Diddle's computer equipment has been stolen and that there is more going on here than meets the eye." "SHAWN:" "Hi, Jules." "Hi, old penguin from Happy Feet." "What have you got?" "I am so sorry to hear that Leonard is a friend of yours, Gus, but we looked at it again and we agree with the initial assessment." "Even though it was a grisly accident, it is a straightforward hit-and-run." "That's it?" "Can we look into it?" "I'm afraid not." "City's cutting down on wasteful spending." "That includes all non-essential expenditures and we already have a team on the hit-and-run, so there's absolutely no need for a second consultation." "Anything else?" "Wow, did Lassiter just throw his voice into your mouth?" "Because that's really unsanitary." "That was nice work, O'Hara." "Shoo, flies." "Look, if I could just get a psychic reading on the autopsy report." "Oh, gosh, I'm sorry." "See, that would require one meeting with the new coroner, which requires an official police detail, which one does not have, because one is not welcome here." "Shoo." "And we're shooing." "We're shooing, shooing and auf Wiedersehen." "Sweet." "You heard Lassiter." "We need a police detail." "Don't be the American adaptation of the British Gus." "Uh-uh, I'm not impersonating a coroner, Shawn." "Fine, you're on your own, then." "No, no." "It's the one without any teeth." "Tell me what to do." "My knees and calves are locking up." "You must be out of your damn mind." "Do it for Diddle." "I get claustrophobic, Shawn." "You are a cadaver." "We have to cover you because cadavers don't wear shirts from Abercrombie and Fletch." "It's Abercrombie and Fitch." "And no, you haven't heard it both ways." "Shh!" "Oh, hey there." "Hi." "You must be the new coroner." "Yeah, yeah." "Just transferred over." "But don't worry, I've been playing with dead things since I was a toddler." "Well, I'm Shawn Spencer." "Hi." "This dead body here is Detective Miles." "Another one of the good guys, huh?" "No, sir." "His first name is Detective." "Of course." "Well, leave him right there while I prepare a toe tag." "You got it." "You know, an EMT buddy of mine said he brought in a hit- and-run victim the other day." "Nasty stuff, huh?" "Yeah, I worked that specimen and it was pretty bad, but consistent with an automobile cycling collision." "Multiple cranial fractures, crushed larynx, fractured hyoid bone, contusions this, blunt force trauma that." "These stupid government pens." "I'll be right back." "A crushed larynx and broken hyoid could also be consistent with asphyxiation." "Did you say a token hemorrhoid?" "I said broken hyoid, you..." "Okay, shh." "Yeah, you know what?" "That's, uh..." "That's pretty much what he said." "Then he went on to say something pretty crazy, uh, that the crushed larynx and hyoid could have meant that he was asphyxiated." "Asphyxiation?" "That wouldn't make any sense." "That's..." "That's what I said." "Unless this crash was postmortem." "That was my Caruso." "(BOTH laughing)" "Not bad, right?" "Thanks." "Aw, man, I'm going to need another release form." "I filled this out in Farsi by mistake." "I've been using the Rosetta Stone to learn new languages in my downtime." "That computer software really works, huh?" "Wait a second." "There's software called the Rosetta Stone, too?" "(laughing) Oh!" "Wow." "You got me." "Okay." "Revenge." "(EXCLAlMlNG)" "I think I've got some more release forms in the back, you boob." "Dude, did you hear that?" "He said someone could have used the hit-and-run accident to cover up the way that Diddle really died." "That means Tony and Joon were right." "This was murder." "Shawn, is the guy still here?" "Oh, he's in the back." "I really didn't mind him, though." "Yeah, he's a real character." "Now, can we get out of here?" "Yeah." "Poor Diddle." "They probably threatened to torture him first." "Then tortured him second." "Then they probably threatened to kill him third, and then they killed him fourth." "Stop making up conspiracy theories." "You don't know if they tortured him." "I do know because that's what they do." "Who is "they"?" "Them." "He should have just played dead, man." "I've always said that's what I would do if somebody was trying to kill me." "Just play dead." "I mean, they'd be like, "We're going to kill you!"" "And then I'd be like dead." "Then they'd be like, "Oh, he's dead." "Let's go kill somebody else."" "And then they would leave." "Guys, I'm afraid I have more bad news." "Whoever they are, they might know that Diddle e-mailed the three of you the file that they're after." "That means you guys could be in some serious danger here." "I didn't get an e-mail." "What?" "We all got the e-mail." "Well, y'all got it." "I didn't." "Dude, you can't pretend, all of sudden, you're not a part of this." "I don't even have a computer." "You do, too." "Well, I didn't get any e-mail either, then." "You two would even sell out each other, wouldn't you?" "You're not going to talk to me crazy." "I said I didn't get it." "Man, word, let's get out of here, man." "(BEEPlNG)" "My mama bought me that car!" "I'm not with you." "Okay, here's the deal." "Now do you believe there's a case?" "We need to see if the bomb squad has any evidence we can trace," "like residue, fragments, a detonator." "Slow down, okay?" "Nobody said anything about you being put on this case." "It's not that simple, anymore." "We're under direct orders from the Chief." "Clearly, something's going on, but the top brass has instituted a whole new layer of protocol." "Which means the first thing we need to do is run full background checks on your pals, make sure all the shadiness doesn't start with them." "You are kidding, right?" "No, I'm not, Guster." "And your attitude simply confirms that this case presents a conflict of interest for you, which is precisely why you won't be getting involved." "Okay, what are we supposed to do in the meantime?" "Just sit tight." "And take the bus." "Carlton." "What?" "Too soon?" "(CHUCKLES)" "(EXHALES)" "All right, Jules." "I am now entering our cone of confidentiality." "Get to the point, Shawn." "I'm really busy." "Let's be honest with each other." "This is you paying me back for the awkwardness and tension that I have allowed Abigail to cause between us." "Contrary to what you may think, Shawn, it isn't always about you." "When I open an investigation, I have to answer to people in authority above me." "(sighs) I think I understand." "Especially if by "contrary to what I believe," ""it isn't always about me, and when you open an investigation" ""you have to answer to people in authority above you,"" "you mean it's because of Abigail." "Is this the part where I'm supposed to giggle because your boyish charm is just too irresistible?" "Almost." "I was going to bring it home doing both sides of the conversation," "(lN HlGH-PlTCHED voice) using my high-pitched eighth-grade Jules voice." "I'm sure that your girlfriend appreciates you using her as a tactic to scam information." "Gold star, Shawn, really." "Well?" "Crashed and burned." "Then somehow crashed again in Chile only to be eaten by my soccer teammates." "We're on our own, that much is clear." "We'll stash Tony and Joon at my dad's place." "That way we can focus on the case." "We need to figure out what was on that encrypted file." "I told you it's way too complicated for any normal person to crack." "Well, then, we'll find someplace with people just as smart as Diddle." "Like a chemistry lab or..." "Cyber Vault?" "What?" "Bringing your good stuff today, man." "I'll figure out the processing power we'll need to run our localized servers and report it to it." "Better yet, you do it." "Copy." "And what about the open-source coding seminar?" "Oh, I know it's important, but I don't have the time." "Here's an idea, I'll do it." "Let me take the lead on this one, Shawn." "You're way out of your element here." "TULLY:" "Make it quick, gentlemen." "Thank you for taking the time to speak with us, sir." "My name is Gus Brown and this is my associate, Shawn White." "Wow." "We're personal friends of Leonard Callahan and we're wondering if someone here could help us with one of his encrypted files." "I doubt it." "Leonard was the best we had." "No one could break his encryptions." "He even had patents on them." "I can't even figure out what he was working on before he died." "I don't suppose either of you can create an 802.1Q spanning tree loop using auto-forwarding non-Wintel based equipment." "I can make a straw wrapper crawl like a worm." "Oh, and make the inside of my elbow look like a butt." "Thank you for your time." "Dude, it's Diddle's cubicle." "Maybe there's a clue there about what was on that encrypted file." "That's just what I was thinking, Gus." "Wow, this guy's almost as organized as you are." "Those other two brothers, they couldn't color tab their way out of a Staples." "Really?" "Now you're on them because they're not anal-retentive enough?" "I'm just saying." "What happened between you guys?" "Move on, Shawn." "Dude, I've always wanted to do this." "(EXHALES)" "Look what I just did." "I'm like Mr. Wizard." "I wonder what was so important about those addresses?" "Bye." "SHAWN:" "That's interesting." "What?" "Your boy liked big butts, and I cannot lie." "What are you talking about, Shawn?" "Looks like Diddle had a little stalker in him." "Diddle was a saint, Shawn." "Don't talk about him like that." "Oh, I'm not mad at him." "Excuse us, we were never formally introduced." "I'm world-renowned psychic lothario Shawn Spencer." "This is my associate..." "Gus." "But you can call me John Slade." "I'm Chelsea." "I'm getting a psychic transmission right here as we speak, Chelsea." "A fleeting glance, a stolen moment between co-workers." "Leonard had a little thing for you, didn't he?" "How'd you know that?" "It's a psychic..." "I'm..." "I could always tell." "The way he'd hold the door for me or offer to help carry my files." "He finally got up the nerve to ask me out right before he, uh..." "He was very sweet." "You don't meet many guys like that these days." "Oh, there, there." "I know how you feel." "Do you recall anything unusual about his final days?" "Oh, we'd just started talking." "I never got to know him all that well." "He sure loved his music, though." "Always humming or riffing on songs over there in his cubicle." "Talking about some group he used to sing with back in college." "Blackapella." "I was a part of that group." "Anyway, if you could think of anything else or if you just need someone to talk to, please feel free to give us a call." "This is my work card, but my personal cell number's on the back." "Thank you." "No, thank you, Chelsea." "Bye-bye." "Dude, you realize this is the third variation of" ""my work card with my some-other number on the back in pencil" move that you've used this month alone?" "It's called showing off my penmanship, Shawn." "Ancient cultures saw it as a sign of virility." "JOON:" "Ow." "Ow, ouch!" "HENRY:" "Shut up." "Well, it hurts." "Dad, we left them here with you to keep them safe." "Who did this?" "They did." "Damn fool shot himself." "Who the hell left them with a BB gun, Shawn?" "I did." "I..." "I mean, they said they wanted to be able to defend themselves." "Dumb move." "Ow, ow!" "Would you calm down?" "The BB bounced off of you." "It's like you're made of rubber." "I thought you two were wusses." "You're commandos compared to these guys." "Yo, please tell me you're onto something, 'cause our lives may depend on it." "Boy, you can say that again." "Don't you worry, my meta-ethereal game is as tight as Gus' workout shorts." "Checking some addresses here that are psychically linked to your boy, Diddle." "RECORDED voice ON CELL PHONE:" "Hello." "Hello." "Hello?" "Yes, this is John Slade." "Oh, hey, Chelsea, how you doing?" "No, no, no, I'm glad you called." "Drinks later?" "Okay, sure." "All right." "Bye-bye." "Who the hell is John Slade?" "Hell no, B." "I know you're not using Diddle's death to try and get some play with that shorty." "All I did was give her my number in case she needed to talk." "Oh, yeah." "Let me guess." "Did you write it out for her so she could see your good penmanship?" "I taught you that move, B." "Say it ain't so, B." "All right, who the hell is B?" "Everyone but you." "Yo, Gus will always sell out his boys for some woman." "Mmm-hmm." "Amen to that." "What?" "Just last week you left me stranded at a Coco's to help some chick move a foosball table." "The sister had green eyes, Shawn." "That's a special circumstance." "Doesn't surprise me." "Gus has never honored the code." "Oh, so you want to go there?" "Oh, we can go there." "You sure you want to do this?" "We can go there." "You want to bring up the past after all these years?" "Absolutely." "Fellas, fellas." "It hasn't really been long enough." "Okay?" "And it still kind of cuts deep like a machete in the bush." "I'm the one that should be hurt." "You two slept with my girlfriend." "She wasn't your girlfriend." "She was a groupie." "An a cappella groupie?" "That exists?" "Hey, it was college, B." "I mean, we had the matching jackets and free biscuits and gravy after every show." "It doesn't matter what you two saw her as." "I was way into her, and she was into me, and you knew that." "You don't fall in love with a groupie." "That's part of the code." "Even Patrick Fugit knows that." "You also don't sleep with your band mate's girl, that's the code." "Well, I thought the code was about not having a fling with your best friend's sister." "Wait a minute, you hooked up with Joy?" "What?" "Well..." "My hero." "Give me some." "GUS:" "Stop it, Shawn." "JOON:" "No, you stop it, G-Whiz." "You broke up Blackapella, man." "We were going places." "The whole world was our oyster, man." "Everybody loved us." "Did you see that video at the funeral?" "We looked like idiots." "GUS:" "Those were Hammer pants..." "It's true." "...five years behind the curve." "It wasn't about becoming the next anybody." "We played a few shows at the student center and the Cinnamon Festival and that's it." "It was about college and friendship and having the best times of our lives!" "And you betrayed me!" "The both of you." "Got your minds mixed up in all kinds of nonsense, and it broke my heart." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Well, Tony, Joon, we're all over this case, okay?" "We're going to go check out these addresses and we will report back what we find." "In the meantime, you two stay put." "Shh." "Diddle was here the night that he died." "That's messed up." "What the..." "I specifically told you guys to stay at my dad's." "Yeah, but then you gave us the nod." "So clearly you were saying, "Man, don't trust something this important to Gus, B."" "No." "No, I'm not nearly adept enough at using B to work it into a nod." "I was just..." "I was saying goodbye for now." "And how many times have I told you not to mess with the nod?" "Never." "You've never once said that to me." "Okay." "Bottom line, if you want this case to get solved, you have to trust us and you have to stay away." "You're targets." "Remember?" "All right." "Okay." "Okay, we're going to check this out." "You go back to my dad's and stay put." "Check in with you guys later." "We'll wait five minutes, and then follow them inside with the BB guns." "Oh, you know that's right." "Okay." "Looks like this party's over." "It actually looks suspiciously like Steve Martin's office in The Spanish Prisoner." "JOON:" "Help!" "TONY:" "Guys, help!" "GUS:" "They got Tony and Joon!" "TONY:" "Help us!" "(TONY AND JOON screaming)" "Tell me you have a plan." "Sit down and shut up, Guster." "We'll be doing the talking." "Excuse me?" "Two of my friends are missing, and I'm next on the list." "I think I'm entitled to..." "You're entitled to absolutely nothing." "And as far as your friends go, you've got nobody but yourself to blame for them being in harm's way." "What?" "You must be out of your damn mind." "How are you going to..." "Enough!" "Both of you." "Now, Gus, I know this must be a very difficult time for you, but Lassiter is right." "Your friends had absolutely no business being anywhere near that warehouse." "They followed us, Jules." "What were we supposed to do?" "We tried to stash them at my dad's." "They bolted while he was on the throne." "We told you guys there was something rotten in Sweden, but you wouldn't listen." "I am ordering you two to lay low and stay out of our way." "We will call you when we find your friends." "And, Shawn, if you are feeling anything about what's happening next, you'd better tell us right now." "Oh, really?" "Would that be useful?" "I think I'm going to put all my energy into making sure that my best friend isn't the next domino to fall, since that seems to be the least of your concerns." "That's not true." "We just..." "Just nothing." "Time is wasting." "Let's go, O'Hara." "Come on, I know what will make you feel better." "You feel better?" "A little." "You know, I never wanted to punch Lassiter in the face before today." "Really?" "You know the worst part is that he's right, Shawn." "Tony and Joon are not detectives." "They had no business being there." "What else could we do?" "They're grown men with free will." "So many things left unsaid." "All those years of radio silence." "I wish I had the chance to tell them how I truly felt." "You've had countless opportunities in the last 48 hours alone." "You know what you should have done?" "You should have sang that song you came up with for our high school." "Same way you sang it for the principal in the bathroom." "Stop." "That's from Lean On Me and you know it." "And don't act like you really care about those guys." "The only reason why you took this case is because you were jealous and wanted to sing in our group." "All right, look." "I'll admit the thought may have crossed my mind very briefly." "But the truth is I took this case because I got freaked that you could have a falling out with dudes you used to be so close to." "And I figured if it could happen to you guys, then it could happen to us." "Shawn, don't you realize that if none of the myriad of stupid, selfish and ultimately life- threatening stunts you pulled over the last four years could do it, it's probably not going to happen?" "So, what do you want to do?" "I mean, we should probably hide you somewhere." "Well, what would we do if we were still on the case and looking for Tony and Joon?" "Well, whatever Diddle was tracking, the second warehouse on his list is probably next, so we throw caution to the wind, dress up like American Ninjas and check it out." "I don't wanna get shot, Shawn." "Just stay low, you'll be the lookout." "Good, 'cause I can look out from outside." "No, get back here." "That's really weird." "What?" "What is it?" "There's one hair on my knuckle that's like twice as long as all the other ones." "What do you see, Shawn?" "Oh, dude." "It's some sort of secret deal with briefcases." "It looks super shady." "How did Diddle get himself mixed up in all of that?" "He was the smartest, most responsible brother in our group." "Oh, it's drugs." "This is all about drugs?" "The weird guy from the funeral is here." "What is Reverend Watkins doing here?" "It's not Reverend Watkins." "Who is it?" "The weird guy with the scar." "He left early, I told you." "Wow, that's a lot of dough." "Man, this is straight out of To Live and Die in L.A." "Are they doing the thing where they put their pinky in the blow and taste it to see if it's good?" "Just did." "It's good." "It's really good." "Dude, he double dipped." "That's unsanitary." "Well, not if it's for his personal stash, we don't know." "Do you see Tony or Joon anywhere?" "No, there's not..." "There's not room for you up here." "They're not here." "But I bet one of these B-holes can lead us right to them." "I say we go back to the car, wait, and then follow the guy with the scar." "Okay." "That rhymed." "RECORDED voice ON CELL PHONE:" "Hello." "Shh." "What are you doing?" "They heard that." "That is not me." "It's my phone." "Well, turn it off." "I'm trying to." "Who could possibly be calling you at this hour?" "Hello." "You are." "How many times did I tell you about putting your phone in your back pocket?" "What?" "That's ridiculous." "Oh, it is me." "That is me." "Hey, who are you?" "Get up!" "You move and I paint this wall with your brain matter." "Now, who the hell sent you?" "You wouldn't believe us if we told you." "Yeah?" "Try me." "Mikhail Dudikoff." "Russian mob?" "American Ninja, you..." "RECORDED voice:" "Hello." "Run!" "Get in the car." "GUS:" "I don't want to get tortured, Shawn." "(BOTH WHlMPERlNG)" "(BOTH screaming)" "Shut up." "You two numbskulls have managed to stumble into the single biggest undercover sting operation in this department's history." "Where are Tony and Joon?" "(BOTH screaming)" "Tony and Joon are safe and sound in the room right next door." "Joon is on his third donut." "This is Detective Moses Johnson from Narcotics." "He's our inside man." "We simply couldn't risk exposing him." "You two sure have a propensity for being in the wrong place at the wrong time." "(SHAWN EXCLAlMS)" "Thank you." "It's a refined skill." "Keeping track of you two was getting sticky." "That's why we scooped up your two friends." "Last night, you literally landed in the lion's den." "I'll be in the conference room." "How in the hell could you not tell us about this?" "We are members of this team!" "We solve a murder a week." "Why did you leave us in here all night?" "It was for your own protection." "What is all of this about, and what did Diddle get himself into?" "The SBPD uses undisclosed warehouses to store the caches of drugs and weapons they seize from busts." "The street value on this contraband is astronomical." "Somebody cracked our network system, discovered the location of the warehouses and stole the confiscated drugs." "Detective Johnson was undercover as a drug lord, trying to make a score." "Diddle worked for Cyber Vault." "They protect credit card transactions, trade secrets, classified government documents..." "Oh, I can see it." "SBPD contracts Cyber Vault to do their network security." "It's probably their single biggest account." "We didn't make the connection until you came to us, saying that your friend's death wasn't an accident." "Oh, Diddle discovered a workaround in his company's code." "One that would allow someone to access any of their clients protected network communications." "He tried to take it to his supervisor, got blown off, and then he went and followed the evidence for himself." "Your buddy was one smart cookie, Guster." "He got close enough to the rat to catch him making the deal with the bad guy on video." "Which is what we think he attached to the e-mail." "Yeah, he also managed to get himself killed." "Tony and Joon gave us the encrypted file." "We've had one of our best techies working on it all day with no luck as of yet." "They've tried every decryption algorithm." "I'm really sorry, Gus." "Your friend Leonard really seemed like a stand-up guy." "I can't believe this." "Gus!" "Oh, man." "(ALL laughing)" "Oh, man, it's good to see you two." "Man, we thought we was dead for sure." "TONY:" "Yeah." "Tony started praying all loud in the back of the car." "I did." "So then the scary Sugarhill dude with the scar was like, "Shut the hell up back there!"" "And then tell him what I said after that." "So, then you said..." "I said, "Man, don't you know when it's time" ""to keep your mouth shut?" ""You understand me?" TONY:" "Yes." "I was thinking words in my head but I wasn't saying them, see?" "In my mind, I was like, none of this would've ever happened if we had just got the group back together like Diddle always wanted us to." "Right?" "He sure loved his music, though." "(HUMMlNG)" "So then, when the bad dude with the gun was like, "Shut up," I was just like... (HUMMlNG) Because my mama taught me from a very early age, very early age, I would say like four, five, or six," "she was like, all you need in this world, basic morals, values and respect." "But after..." "Joon!" "Shut up!" ""It's so hard to say goodbye." Diddle gave us everything we needed." "I've got to see the encryption on this file." "You guys warm up your voices." "Follow me." "SHAWN:" "Hey." "Not now, Spencer." "No, no, I think I got it." "Yeah, right." "I've run every algorithm imaginable." "There are four separate locks and I can't see a pattern anywhere here." "It's not about what you can't see." "It's about what you can't hear." "May I?" "Be my guest." "Fellas, "It's so hard to say goodbye."" "Just like the old days, minus the hair and the satin." "(singing) It's so hard" "To say goodbye" "To yesterday" "Bob's your uncle." "It's working." "Why can't we get the last strip?" "There were four of us, Shawn." "We're missing a harmony." "I got it." "I'll do it." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "(singing) It's so hard" "To say goodbye" "To yesterday" "Ooh" "(COMPUTER beeping)" "Whoa, that can't be." "GUS:" "Wait a second." "That's the rat?" "Who is that?" "Let's go!" "(ALL exclaiming)" "CARLTON:" "Babies." "(SHAWN CLEARS THROAT)" "(lNDlSTlNCT CHATTERlNG)" "Chelsea Patterson, you're under arrest." "(SCOFFS) What is this?" "John Slade?" "It's the end of the road, Chelsea." "(sighs) Leonard discovered the leak in your security code and reported it to your supervisor, who, as always, passed it off to you." "Copy." "GUS:" "But unlike my good friend, you didn't do the noble thing and decided to try and get yours." "SHAWN:" "You used the leak to acquire the locations of the SBPD contraband warehouses and then sold that information to a drug kingpin." "GUS:" "And Diddle caught it all on camera." "He wasn't creepily checking out your posterior." "That's not creepy at all." "He was investigating you." "GUS:" "And you felt horrible that your backdoor dealings led to his death," "(crying) but by then the damage was already done." "And because of you, those same drug dealers went after Gus, Tony and Joon." "I'm officially canceling drinks." "Probably." "Nobody was supposed to get hurt." "Least of all Leonard." "(crying) I'm sorry." "You'll have plenty of time to think about that." "In fact, we might be able to cut into some of that if you were to name some names and lead us to your associates." "Do it for Diddle." "(SOBBlNG) Okay." "Nice work, guys." "No thanks to you." "Especially you." "I can believe you didn't let us in on this, man." "I thought we were all on the same team here." "You are not a cop, Spencer." "And you never will be." "Thank God for that, B." "TONY: (singing) And we can JOON: (singing) Can, can, can" "TONY:" "To see forever GUS:" "Forever" "Hey, look, uh, I heard some singing." "Thought I heard some singing." "What's going on?" "Well, you know, Tony's cousin's getting married next week, and one of his singers fell out, so we're stepping in." "SHAWN:" "Oh." "We need a fourth." "Yeah." "The only question is, are you down?" "Are you kidding me?" "With Shawn part of the group, we can't go by our old name." "Blackapella?" "Nah, nah." "True that." "Uh, I've actually given this some thought." "I think I got it." "What?" "Quarterblack." "(STAMMERS) That doesn't make any sense, Shawn." "It makes perfect sense, Gus." "It's just math." "There's one of me, there's three of you." "Quarterblack would be one black dude and three white guys." "No, no, no." "Wait, wait, wait." "I like the ring of that." "Quarterblack." "Yeah." "It's like we're all Randall Cunninghams." "Three to one, I think that's settled, right?" "Quarterblack it is." "That's not how it works, Shawn." "We don't vote." "Oh." "Well, who thinks we should start voting?" "(MUMBLlNG)" "Shawn." "Who's hungry?" "Who thinks Gus should pay?" "You know what?" "I'm out." "I should have known better." "(A CAPPELLA version OF THEME SONG playing)" "I know that you know That I'm not telling the truth" "I know that you know That they don't have any proof" "Embrace the deception And learn how to bend" "Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end" "I know that you know That I'm not telling the truth" "I know that you know That they don't have any proof" "Embrace the deception And learn how to bend" "Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end"