"All right, Shawn, now the most important thing about playing second base is the footwork." "You ready?" "I was born ready, Dad." "Actually, you were born breached, Son." "It took hours to get you out." "Ball." "But I appreciate the enthusiasm." "All right, let's give it a try." "Here we go." "Get those feet going." "Come on, get low, get low." "That a boy." "That's it." "Wow!" "Whoa, that was great." "Well, I just did what you said." "That was perfect, Son." "Hit me another one, Dad." "You got it." "Oh, this time we're going to try a few new things." "You're going to stay low, just like you did." "That was good." "This time take your left foot, you're going to point it toward the back, keep your right foot firmly planted on the ground." "You're going to aim for the lower part of the first baseman's glove while calibrating the number of steps before the runner gets there." "Got it?" "I think so." "All right, here we go." "Get low." "(GROANING)" "(PEOPLE CHATTERING)" "Big win today." "Big win." "Big win for the team." "Isn't that right, Buzz?" "Yep." "Well played, all of you." "Let's not forget that our valiant opponents also played a heck of a ballgame." "Respect, Haircut Hut." "ALL:" "Cheers." "I don't know why you're giving a victory speech, Shawn." "You almost cost us the game today." "What are you talking about?" "I had five hits." "You also over-threw first base five times." "(SIGHING)" "Mmm-hmm." "All right, look, I know you're all thinking it, so here it goes." "I'm suffering from a mental block that goes all the way back to my youth." "It's very common amongst highly-skilled athletes and international men of leisure." "They call it the yips." "They should call it the sucks." "(ALL LAUGHING)" "Wait, wasn't there that guy..." "What's his name?" "Yes, former Yankee second baseman, Chuck Knoblauch, all of a sudden committed an unprecedented number of throwing errors, one of which sailed into the stands and hit Keith Olbermann's mother in the face." "That's awful." "Don't worry, Jules, I'm getting help." "Just recently started seeing a sports psychologist and I'm happy to report that I'm already seeing marked improvement." "Five errors is an improvement?" "Could have been 10, Gus." "There you go, sir." "Thank you." "SHAWN:" "Where's my food?" "Excuse me, I still haven't gotten my pizza chili cheese fries, also known as the Shawn Spencer." "Not that you'd recognize them as such, seeing as how this establishment refuses to call them that." "Even though I order them six times a week." "I brought you the fries, sir." "If you'd brought them to me, I think I'd know because I'd be experiencing both euphoria and a burning sensation in the neighborhood of my colon." "Do you want to speak to my manager?" "I don't want to." "I demand to, Jenny." "We will discuss both the name of the dish and the method in which it is expedited." "This guy behind..." "Okay." "(CLEARING THROAT) Excuse me, I'm afraid we have... (CASH REGISTER RINGING)" "Can I help you with anything?" "Hold that thought." "Very sorry." "Lassie, we may have a real sort of serious problem." "Guys, you shouldn't have." "Oh, come on, you didn't think we'd forget?" "ALL: (SINGING) Happy birthday to you" "Upgrade that to an emergency." "Happy birthday to you" "Happy birthday dear..." "The guy at the door has a gun." "We need to make a plan." "There's a Louisville Slugger on the wall." "We crack the glass, use it, since none of us are packing." "Move." "Police, freeze, douche bag!" "(GUN FIRING)" "(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)" "Okay, what have we got?" "What we've got is a white male, medium build, about 5'10", attempted armed robbery, a few shots exchanged between the perp and myself before he escaped out these doors here." "Looks like more than a few." "I was rounding." "O'Hara, expand the perimeter search." "I want this bastard found." "Thank you, Chief, I'll take it from here." "All right, people, we all went through a terrible ordeal today." "Not only were we almost killed, Chief," "I never got my pizza chili cheese fries." "But setting that aside for a second." "Mr. Spencer, unless you have something that will help this investigation," "I suggest you shut the hell up." "I think I do have something, Chief." "I'm getting some serious voodoo that the hooded man didn't come in here to rob the restaurant." "Then what was he doing?" "He wanted to kill someone." "He wanted to kill someone?" "Who?" "One of us." "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 don't have time for this, Spencer." "Fact, the hooded guy came into the restaurant to kill someone at our table." "Fact, he failed, which means he'll probably try again." "Fact, if I can figure out who he was targeting it'll probably give us insight as to the hooded man's identity." "Shawn, those aren't facts." "At best, they're a stab in the dark." "Stab in the dark?" "Fact, that's a pretty good name for a horror flick." "Gus, remind me to include it in this year's holiday letter to Wes Craven." "I don't know why you write those." "He never reciprocates." "Maybe he isn't reciprocating against his will." "That doesn't make any sense, Shawn." "Here are the statements from everyone that was in the bar." "Great." "I'll look at them." "Your hypothesis is crap." "Who walks into a known cop bar to kill a cop?" "It makes no sense." "Fact." "You say that word again I'll punch you in the face." "Truth, there was only $42 in the cash register." "He's right." "The manager verifies it in his statement." "Who walks in and tries to knock off a known cop bar for $42?" "That doesn't make any sense." "Because he's a low-life, whacked out on junk." "I've seen it many, many times." "Shawn!" "Dad?" "Oh, Shawn, thank God you're okay." "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." "What's up?" "Oh, come on, man." "I saw the shooting on television," "I've been trying to call your cell phone, it's been going to voicemail." "I've been worried to death." "I forgot to turn on my phone." "Gus, may I ask you something?" "What was the very first thing you did right after the shooting?" "I called my folks to tell them I was okay." "And what was the first thing he did?" "He ate a banana." "You ate a banana?" "I sure did." "You know why?" "Because it makes me think of you, because you're my big old papa monkey." "I need to see everyone who was present at the shooting." "That's us." "Got to go." "Thanks for coming by, Dad." "Gus, am I overreacting?" "No." "HENRY:" "We're not done here, Shawn." "(SIGHING) Okay." "Since you were involved in an armed robbery attempt and subsequent shooting, per department policy, Dr. Erlich is here to offer counseling to anyone who wants it." "(EXHALING LOUDLY)" "So, if no one needs to speak with Dr. Erlich..." "Okay, let's get back to work." "(CLEARING THROAT) Chief?" "Excuse me." "Yeah?" "I didn't want to show weakness in front of the rest of the group, but I could use a little counseling, to be honest." "There's no shame in asking for help, Mr. Spencer." "You and Dr. Erlich can use the conference room." "Right." "Do I have to use the department psychologist?" "Oh, well, no, not technically." "Because I'd like to call in my own guy." "This is a sports psychologist." "Yes, I know." "Dr. Manny is fantastic and he's helping me with the yips." "I'm not using public funds to help you overcome your mental block of overthrowing first base." "Would it help if I told you I'm also pee shy?" "Chief?" "CSI found these in the alley behind the sports bar." "Room 16, the Downtowner Motel." "This matches the shooter's sweatshirt." "Which he probably ripped while escaping, and the key fell out." "There's a damn good chance that he's at this location." "I know this place." "Let's go, O'Hara." "JULIET:" "I'll drive." "No need." "I finally got my car back from the shop." "It's perfect." "I am going to ask you to sit on a towel, though." "No offense." "Why would I be offended by that?" "(CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO)" "I don't know what we're going to find here." "The shooter's back at the motel." "Gus, don't be the ribs that flip over Fred Flintstone's car." "I know you're not completely sold on my hit man theory, but I need you to suspend your disbelief and hop on board the streetcar named Shawn-sire." "Dude, you know how that metaphor makes me uncomfortable." "I knew it." "What?" "I knew there was something about that guy that didn't scream junkie thief." "He was wearing a $5,000 watch, Gus." "And I know his socks were 80 bucks because I just ordered some with your Nordstrom's card." "How many times have I told you to stay out of my wallet?" "Like you're not going to be happy when you get those points." "I got it." "You know who the hit man was after?" "No, I know what happened to my pizza chili cheese fries." "That dumpy catcher from the Haircut Hut got them." "Now there's a purple-haired lesbian running around with dyspepsia that should be mine." "I'll be in the car." "Gus, freeze." "What?" "(BEEPING)" "Excuse me, where would I find the monitor that goes with that surveillance camera?" "Under the hostess stand, but the cops already took the tape from the day." "I'm not interested in the tape." "Can I move now?" "Yes." "Exactly two steps to your right." "That guy is a lot smarter than Lassie gave him credit for." "Check it out." "What?" "He knew exactly where to stand so that surveillance camera wouldn't pick him up." "Why would someone so intelligent carelessly drop their motel room key?" "They wouldn't." "Unless..." "It was a dummy lead." "SBPD!" "Juliet confirmed it." "The shooter wasn't at the motel." "Lassiter still thinks this guy's a junkie thief, so he's combing the area, in case the perp saw them and then took off." "Yeah, I figured I'd need more to convince Lassie." "That's why I've completely restaged the crime scene with stand-ins where each of us were sitting." "This way I can figure out who the shooter was targeting." "All right, let me guess." "I'm the pepper, you're the salt," "Juliet's the sugar, Lassiter's the lemon," "McNab's the cherry..." "Mashed potatoes, really?" "This is actually kind of fun." "Did you want to scoop out the last lesbian?" "Just tell me what you got, Shawn." "All right, we know that the shooter held his position at the door for exactly 26 seconds." "And we know this how?" "Because that's how long it takes to sing Happy Birthday." "(SINGING) Happy birthday..." "I got the singing, Shawn." "ALL: (SINGING) Happy birthday to you" "Upgrade that to an emergency." "Happy birthday to you" "GUS: (SINGING) Happy birthday, dear Buzz" "Happy birthday to you" "I know who he was after." "(CELL PHONE RINGING)" "(GUN FIRING)" "(CRASHING)" "SHAWN:" "Seriously, how's Lassie?" "JULIET:" "Not good." "Oh, man." "JULIET:" "Yeah, I've never seen him this bad." "This son of a bitch destroyed my car." "Calm down, Carlton." "At least you're okay." "GUS:" "You really should count your blessings." "Yeah." "Shawn's call kept you from being hit." "Jules, it's not important that it was me that saved Lassie's life or that I was right or that he should have listened to me from the start because I was right." "The important thing is that you are unharmed and that it was because of me and I was right." "Do you have any idea how much they're going to charge the city to fix this?" "You're asking Shawn, the psychic, or Shawn, the guy who worked for a couple afternoons at a Meineke?" "Lassiter, do you have any idea who would want to shoot you?" "A lot of people want to kill me." "I take great pride in that." "Spencer, are you getting any vibrations on who that might be?" "Chief, the psychic universe is echoing Lassie's sentiments." "He has so many enemies, it literally could have been anyone." "His landlord." "His ex-wife." "His mailman." "Bigfoot." "Okay, we'll start with someone that Lassiter busted." "Okay, but that only eliminates Bigfoot." "By the way, little-known fact," "Bigfoot, he only wears a size 10." "I need ballistics on the shooter's gun and details on his vantage point when he fired on Lassiter." "All right, since I'm point on this," "O'Hara, you pull all my old case files, start going over them." "I'm hitting the streets." "You're staying put, Carlton." "Chief." "No, I can't have my lead detective on the street with a target on him." "Okay, so I'll organize things from here." "I also can't have any appearance of bias or a conflict of interest in this investigation." "O'Hara, you're taking over as point." "I'll assign someone the field work, you go over the old cases." "Spencer, I need you to get any readings you can from the evidence." "And I want you kept in this room under 24-hour guard." "What?" "I'm sorry about this, partner." "Hey, Lassie, the frozen yogurt guy's out front." "Did you want to go get one?" "Oh, wait, you can't." "Ow!" "These cases offer the most promise." "In each of them the perp threatened physical harm against Lassiter in public." "All right, let's dig in." "CARLTON:" "Are you looking at Palermo?" "Don't forget about Palermo." "We won't." "How about Fletcher?" "Him, too." "O'Hara, hold that up a little higher so I can see it." "This isn't going to work." "What?" "Much better." "Absolutely." "Now we're just missing one thing." "Yeah, pizza." "I was going to say an immersion therapy tank and hallucinogens, but I could go for a slice." "Yeah, I'm hungry." "I'll call Luigi's." "They deliver." "They deliver hallucinogens?" "That doesn't seem legal, does it?" "Where's the cordless phone?" "Why are you looking at me?" "You always lose it." "No, I don't lose it." "I place it somewhere that later eludes me." "That's the same thing as losing it, Shawn." "Maybe to those of us without the nuance chromosome." "What?" "Maybe instead of arguing about it, we should actually look for it." "Oh, wow, whose elliptical is this?" "Why don't you take a look at our bodies and judge for yourself?" "Gus, when did you get it?" "Why don't you take a look at him in a month?" "When I'm ripped to the bone, have an eight-pack, possibly nine, tall boys, you can play my abs like a harp." "He never uses it." "You know, I just joined a gym and I got into this incredible fitness regimen." "It's all about self-motivation." "Shawn, if you want me to teach you some of the tricks my trainer taught me..." "No thanks, Jules, not really into the whole motivational, Tony Robbins thing." "I prefer his brother Baskin." "Hello, Mrs. Garcia, is your husband available?" "I see." "Would you please give him a message for me?" "This is Detective Carlton Lassiter." "Let that fat bastard know that I know that he's the one trying to kill me and if he wants to tangle, baby, my dance card is wide open." "I see." "I am very sorry for your loss, ma'am." "I actually had an uncle with coronary disease, so I understand..." "Hello?" "GUS: (SIGHING) I can't find that phone anywhere." "Well, I guess we're having Doritos for dinner." "(SCOFFING) You say that like it's a bad thing." "Oh!" "Vibrations piercing through from the other side." "Person of interest, possible shooter, just released from prison." "Ivan Petrovich." "I was just reading that guy's file." "He's some sort of drug lord or something." "Where is it?" "Here it is." "That's weird." "What?" "Our names are listed on the case, but Shawn and I didn't work on it." "And yet we got paid for it." "Isn't that great?" "I was never paid for it." "Maybe we didn't get paid for it." "Shawn, did you or did you not get paid?" "I don't know, Jules." "I'd have to check some files, crunch some numbers, place some calls." "You took money for a case that you didn't do." "I answered the phone and it was the chief, which technically makes me a consultant." "Was it a misdial?" "Maybe." "Why are we splitting hairs?" "Lvan Petrovich isn't just any kind of drug lord, he's the worst kind." "He targets high school kids." "Remember that quarterback that ODed?" "It was in the newspaper." "I only read the London Financial Times and Dog Fancy." "Oh, boy." "I officially feel guilty." "I'll return the five hund, plus interest." "I'll apologize to the family and I'll do the thing in the box with the guy in the thing." "Confession?" "Yeah." "I need to get back to the station and tell Vick about Petrovich." "Enjoy your Doritos." "That's a bummer." "Should we start trying to track this guy down?" "Oh, the sooner we do, the sooner Lassie isn't sequestered at the station." "Eh, it could probably wait till tomorrow." "I remember Petrovich." "He's the worst kind of scum that there is." "All right, I'm putting an APB out on him." "(FEEDBACK FROM SPEAKERPHONE)" "Why is my speakerphone on?" "Chief, I demand to be the one to bring in Petrovich." "He was listening in on our conversation?" "Chief, my partner has the right to know who tried to kill him." "Look, all right, this one is personal." "Petrovich is a monster." "That one family whose lives he destroyed when their son ODed on his poison, during his trial, he turned around and winked at them." "I remember as well as you do." "And all I was able to get him on is a weapons charge." "Now that has eaten me up for three years." "That's not your fault." "You got him on what you could and we've all been there." "Look, I have to think about your safety." "This man is hell-bent on revenge and he's targeting the one officer who put him away." "I didn't work that case alone." "McNab was there when I busted Petrovich." "Where's McNab?" "He's off duty." "I'll run the search on Petrovich." "O'Hara, give McNab a call just to make sure that he's okay." "Better yet, go by his place." "Carlton, I'm sorry." "Officers, please." "This is ridiculous." "Damn it." "(SECURITY PHONE RINGING)" "Come on, McNab." "Go around back." "McNab?" "Hello." "Oh, thank God." "I was just in the shower." "What's up?" "Lvan Petrovich tried to kill Lassiter and we know you were in on his arrest and he's threatened you, too." "Petrovich?" "That guy's the devil." "For your safety, Beckett here is going to stay with you." "I'm going to check back in a little while, okay?" "Okay." "Nice robe." "Thanks." "Hey, Beckett, I'm just going to grab my mail." "Go on in and I'll make us some eggs." "How bad is he?" "He's stable." "Looks like he's going to be fine." "Luckily, it was a crude device." "It was rigged to go off the second the mailbox key was turned." "The blast blew him into the pool, probably saved his life." "Could have been a lot worse." "Oh, hell." "(VIBRATING)" "Hello?" "This is Burton Guster." "Gus, thank God you're all right." "Juliet?" "It looks like Petrovich may be targeting everyone who was on the case, which includes you two." "But we didn't actually work on the case." "I don't know how, but somehow Petrovich may have seen the file." "Have you talked to Shawn?" "Shawn?" "What are you doing?" "(GUS READING)" "GUS:" "The bomb squad is on its way." "How did you figure this thing was booby-trapped?" "I saw that Petrovich went after McNab on the local news." "I put it all together." "I can't believe we're being targeted for a case that we never worked on." "Well, at least we got paid for it." "Really?" "I'm starring in the elliptical version of Speed and you're guilting me over money?" "Just for the record, it's more like Lethal Weapon 2." "The one where Danny Glover found the bomb attached to his toilet." "Oh, God." "I would kill to be on a toilet right now." "(SHAWN PANTING)" "I'm not going to die on this thing, am I?" "Don't think like that, Shawn." "Whatever happens I'll be right here." "Where the heck are they?" "Gus, I'm really tired." "Wait, wait, no, no, no." "Just hang in there, Shawn." "They'll be here any second now." "I just..." "I just got to say that..." "I know." "I got 800 for the Petrovich case, not five." "I forgive you." "(DOOR CLOSING)" "Shawn, are you all right?" "Where's the bomb?" "It's down there." "Why are you exercising?" "If his heart rate drops below 150 he's toast." "Oh, my God, I wrote this note." "What?" "I left it for Shawn as a motivator." "I do the same thing before each workout." "It's a trick my trainer taught me." "What kind of sick trainer have you been working with?" "Wait a second, so what is the beeping, blinking thing?" "(SHAWN PANTING)" "We're idiots." "(EXHALING)" "At least I can stop." "Oh, thank God." "Thank God." "GUS: (WHISPERING) Okay, wait, wait, wait." "Okay." "Down, down." "Get down." "Go, go." "(EXHALING)" "Go back." "All right." "Watch my back." "Okay, okay." "Enough." "If Petrovich knew you were listed on the report, he would have already made a move." "Now man up and let's go." "We're cool." "We're men." "SHAWN:" "Everybody's good?" "Wow." "Everybody's good." "Hey, it's McNab." "I didn't know he was out of the hospital yet." "Buzz, buddy." "Oh, hey, guys." "Wow." "That bomb did a number on your eyebrow." "Blew it clean off." "Amazing." "Just the brow." "It's okay." "I've still got one good one." "How you feeling?" "The doctors say I have a severe concussion, but I fine feel." "Plus I've lost parts of three toes." "That's terrible, man." "Yeah." "Hey, what's going on with you, Shawn?" "Sounds like you have a tickle in your throat." "Oh, no." "I'm just a little dehydrated." "Oh, jeez." "Here I am going on and on about losing toes and getting blown 20 feet into a swimming pool and you're dying of thirst." "Let's get you some water." "No, Buzz, Buzz, I can get it, man." "No, no, it's okay." "I can..." "No, no, no, you stay here." "You know, do whatever you want." "I had a killer workout this morning." "All right, everyone, listen up." "As most of you know, Ivan Petrovich is back on the streets and he's targeting our own." "This morning he went after Officer McNab with a bomb." "Bringing in Petrovich is our number one priority." "And the person who I put in charge of this investigation, despite my concern for his safety, is the man who knows Petrovich more than all of us combined," "Detective Carlton Lassiter." "(WHOOPING) Big dinger." "Lassie." "All right." "Thank you, everyone." "It's good to be back on the case." "Now, I've made up a list of the all the places I think Petrovich might be hiding." "They're being passed out now." "Thank you." "I want each location surveilled or checked out immediately." "You've all been assigned an individual team, which you'll find in the lower right hand corner." "Excuse me." "What?" "What is it?" "Shawn Spencer here." "I'm having a psychic vision." "It's of a place that's not on your list." "Martin's fugu chair." "No." "Sonny and Cher." "No." "Lair." "Martin's Lair of the White Worm." "No." "Martin's Shoe Repair?" "Well, that's a phony business Petrovich used as a front for his drug trade." "He wouldn't be hiding there, it's the size of a phone booth." "There's an extra room." "Huh?" "There's more to that place." "Lassie, this is a very strong hit." "I think it's worth checking out." "Why don't you stop by?" "Fine." "You ride with O'Hara and I." "The rest of you, let's get on it, we got work to do." "All right, there's nobody in here." "Well, that's a shame." "I was hoping Daniel Day Lewis would be here to fix the rip in my Tretorns." "Shawn." "The man cobbles, Gus." "I knew this was a waste of time." "Let's go, O'Hara." "Oh, Daddy's getting something." "Oh, yeah, he's definitely getting something." "I'm sensing there's an extra room attached to this place." "A secret room." "I just have to find the secret..." "Aha!" "It's not this." "Damn it." "Oh, but what do we have here?" "(MACHINE RUMBLING)" "(MOUTHING)" "Shawn, you might want to let this go." "What is this thing?" "Shawn." "Look, there's got to be like a secret lever." "Let's go." "(EXHALING)" "(THUDS)" "Did you guys hear that?" "It sounds like Petrovich has a dead spot." "Move that table." "(BOTH GROANING)" "SHAWN: (GROANING) Like an entire tree." "I'm going down there." "I know you're down here, Petrovich." "Why didn't we stay inside the shoe store?" "I told you, I get freaked out by tassels." "(RATS SQUEAKING)" "I got him." "Look at that." "Lassie's getting some press." "Good for him." "He deserves it." "Fifty bucks to the guy who can get on camera the most." "You're on." "How does it feel to have taken out one of Santa Barbara's most notorious drug lords?" "A man who was personally targeting you?" "Well, I'm happy that particular piece of scum is off the street." "Let's just leave it at that." "REPORTER:" "Describe the moment for us." "Were you scared?" "I don't get scared, Linda." "He reached for his gun and I reacted." "Maybe you should ask Petrovich that question." "I can't." "He's dead." "Right." "So what's next, Detective?" "Well, there's still quite..." "Knock it off!" "There's still quite a bit of police work to be done, but I am going to take the time to visit some of the members of our community who were most affected by Petrovich." "And I tell you, it's going to feel pretty good to give them this news." "There it is." "REPORTER:" "Great." "Thank you." "And here it comes." "And wait for it." "Wait for it!" "(SHAWN HISSING)" "Four and a half seconds." "I win." "Boom." "There's no way." "Sorry, Gus." "The watch does not lie." "Oh, Doritos, I'll never get sick of you." "You have to admit, Lassiter stepped up big today." "Yeah, I guess." "Do you not agree?" "Oh, I don't know." "Don't you think there was something weird about the way that whole thing went down?" "There were lots of things that were weird." "Like your irrational fear of tassels." "Irrational?" "Yes." "What purpose do tassels serve on shoes, Gus?" "I don't know." "I do." "Evil." "Shawn." "I'm sorry." "There's still something bugging me about it." "You want me to do a little armchair psychology on you?" "No, I do not." "I think you're jealous of Lassie." "I'm happy to admit that Lassie "succeeded."" "Really?" "Then why did you just put "succeeded" in air quotes?" "Okay, fine, Lassie did great today." "There, are you happy?" "I would be happier if you really meant it." "Lassie did great today." "Shawn." "Lassie did great today." "Oh, God." "Lassie did great today." "You know what?" "Today!" "Rewind this interview, I'm retiming." "As promised, an exclusive interview with the detective who single-handedly took out notorious drug boss..." "What are you doing?" "SHAWN:" "The shooter had no scar." "I take it all back." "What are you talking about, Shawn?" "Look at Petrovich's left hand." "What?" "Just look at it." "You see that scar?" "Yeah?" "So?" "So Petrovich wasn't the guy in the bar, Gus." "Why haven't you been picking up?" "I've been calling." "We didn't hear the..." "Shawn." "This is charging." "This is not." "What's wrong with you?" "I don't know why those things give me so much trouble." "Forget about that." "I just saw the coroner's report on Petrovich." "He had already been dead for two hours before we got there." "Lassiter shot a dead guy?" "Sounds about right." "So whoever's targeting Lassiter and McNab is still out there." "How did he die, by the way?" "Drug overdose, and a major one at that." "They found giant amounts of PCP, heroin and methamphetamine in his system." "Damn." "Guy's in prison for three years, gets out and then ODs?" "Did the coroner's report say anything about him being restrained or abrasions on his body?" "Yeah, he had rope burns on his wrists." "Petrovich didn't kill himself." "Someone tied him up and forced the drugs on him." "Was Lassiter serious when he said he wanted to reach out to members of the community whose lives were affected the most?" "He's been doing it all day." "Why?" "(SIGHING) I think he's in serious trouble." "Mr. Salamatchia." "Thanks for meeting me here, Detective." "Of course." "Would you mind?" "Of course not, sir." "I have some great news for you, if you haven't heard already." "Oh?" "What would that be?" "Okay, thanks." "Let me know." "There's still no word from Lassiter, and they checked Salamatchia's home but there's nobody there." "This guy was Special Ops in the Marines, twice-decorated." "Are there any other addresses listed for him?" "It says he owns a restaurant across town." "What's the address?" "Today's the anniversary of his son's death." "I know where they are." "So it was you this entire time?" "I'm sorry, sir, I just don't get it." "Petrovich pumps drugs into our schools and my son ends up dead, and you lock him away on a guns charge?" "That's my definition of not getting it." "Put them down." "Look, the gun charge was all I could get him on at the time, all right?" "I wanted him off the streets." "What am I supposed to do?" "Poison him." "Blow him up." "Make him dead." "That's murder." "No." "That's justice." "I'm a soldier." "I've killed people whose muddy boots Petrovich wasn't good enough to lick." "His death and yours, just my way of bringing things back into balance." "You see my point." "All I see is a decent man whose grief has driven him to the breaking point." "Don't pretend that you feel something for me, please." "I've given the better part of my career chasing the Petrovichs of the world because of people like you." "I understand the pain that he's put you through." "I lost my only child, gone through a divorce, just what the hell do you know?" "Huh?" "Mr. Salamatchia..." "Now, sorry, Detective." "Freeze!" "Drop it." "No." "You drop it or I'll kill him right now." "Now!" "Please tell me one of you is carrying a weapon." "Weapon?" "No." "Oh, wait." "Hey!" "Oh, it's just this." "You are unbelievable." "SHAWN:" "It's okay." "It's totally out of range." "I recognize you." "Yes, sir." "We're both listed on the Petrovich case." "No, we are not." "I'm not going to lie." "Since when?" "No, I saw you in the bar." "I know everything there is to know about that case." "You weren't on it." "One time." "What?" "HENRY:" "Get those feet going." "Come on, get low, get low." "That a boy." "One time." "Damn it!" "(GROANING) No." "Oh!" "Oh!" "Good work." "Yeah." "Great work, Lassie." "Did you just throw our cordless phone into a tree?" "A man's life was hanging in the balance." "It was clearly our only move." "You're buying us a new phone, Shawn." "Your mind is not an opponent, Shawn." "It's a teammate." "A teammate that's there for you in good times and bad." "You may not always get along, it may be moody, wear your shower sandals without permission, but never doubt its loyalty." "So when I roll this ball to you," "I want you to scoop it up and deliver a perfect strike." "Knowing all the while that your teammate is pulling for you." "I did it." "I'm over the yips." "What?" "I knew you could do it, Shawn." "I'm so proud of you." "(LAUGHING) Yeah." "Little long on the hug." "Thank you, though, Doc." "My pleasure." "You still want me to bill Chief Vick?" "Yeah, but we're calling this trauma therapy." "Will do." "(CLICKS TONGUE) See you, Gus." "That's it, buddy." "I'm back to being a five-tool player." "Call me Torii Hunter but do it in the Jamaican accent." "(IN JAMAICAN ACCENT) Me said them call me Torii Hunter." "Look, can we now go to Kingston's and get some jerk chicken and johnnycakes?" "I'm starving." "Yeah, we'll get the stuff." "It's going to be your treat, too." "You still owe me for those socks." "You still owe me for your whole life." "Hey, Shawn, you know what they say about athletes and mental blocks, right?" "(CHUCKLING) Don't even try it, buddy." "I'm not trying anything, Shawn." "I'm just merely stating the fact that most athletes find that when they get over one mental block, it shows itself in another part of their game." "For example, hitting." "You trying to go Hannibal Lecter on me?" "Are you out of your mind?" "This is one unflappable element of my game." "Oh, you want me to throw it at you?" "Yeah, serve one up." "You bring that little tater over here." "Bring that little Tater Tot." "Okay." "(GRUNTING)" "(SNICKERING)" "Give me another one." "Put it in here." "(EXCLAIMING)" "Dr. Manny!" "Could you come back, please?" "All right, come on, bring that meat." "Damn it!" "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" "I know, you know"