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(HENRY WHISPERING)
Okay, come on. Go!
Move it out!

Listen, Franks.

You have the right
not to get shot.

Make the wrong move,
you lose that right.
Put down the bomb.

Good move.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

We recently obtained
intelligence of a bomb plot
by an anti-government radical.

His intended target
was this very building.

We owe the success
of this investigation,
and indeed our very lives,

to Sergeant Henry Spencer.

Well done, very good.
Very good.

Sergeant Spencer,
would you like to
say a few words?

Oh. No...
No thanks, Chief.

A police officer doesn't
deserve any special attention
for just doing his job.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

You may be able to sense
the electricity in the room.

That's because our arrival
usually signals that
a huge case is going down.

Step in here
please, gentlemen.

That's the Chief,
she likes the two
of us very much.

I'm sorry, you are?

Ah, sorry, Chief.
| got roped into doing
a silly interview

with The Independent.
They've been calling
and begging for weeks

and | finally relented.

But you called me.

And you called me back,
which means we're both right.

The important thing is that
you got your cover story.

Actually, this is page 64.

It really depends on
how you fold it, doesn't it?

She can't be in here,
so get her the hell out.

Uh, come to think of it,
| think you'll probably
get a better shot here,

through this window.
Now, try to catch me
with a good expression,

preferably with this
eyebrow raised.

Like so.
Or my serious face.

Best case scenario,
snap a shot when my
signature look comes up.

| call it "Senor Gotcha!"

(EXCLAIMS)

How will | know
what that is?

You'll know. Good luck,
we're all counting on you.

(SIGHING) Lassie, you're here!
| need you here. Thank you.

(SIGHING) Chief, what's up?

Mr. Spencer, as you
may be aware, a...

A California
prisoners advocacy...

Are you okay?

Right as rain.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Long story short,
a handful of convictions,

some of them decades old,
have been recently
called into question.

Unfortunately, the biggest
one was a Santa Barbara PD
conviction.

SO, we're reopening
the case and launching
a new investigation.

Now, we're hiring you...

(CAMERA CLICKING)

You to provide us with
any psychic leads that
you may have.

Now normally, we don't devote
department resources to this,
but these are

special circumstances.

Oh, could you do
the handoff again, Chief?

Thanks.

Oh, no.

What is it?

It's my dad's biggest case.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

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

| know, you know
That I'm not telling the truth

| 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

It goes without saying,
Mr. Spencer,

that your father is in no way
to participate
in this investigation.

He's no longer on the force
and his meddling could
compromise the case in court.

Do | make myself clear?

Yes, you do, Chief.

What isn't clear is
why people always say
"it goes without saying,"

yet still feel compelled
to say the thing that's
supposed to go without saying.

Doesn't that bother you?

No, and frankly
| could care less.

Now, that's the one
that bothers me.

Why do people say "I could
care less" when they really
mean "I couldn't care less"?

Well, why don't you
tell me how to
properly say this?

If you share any Official
information about this case
with your father

or let him anywhere near
any new evidence...

Then the two of you
will have to find another
police department to work for,

and | will personally see to
it that each of you is charged
with obstruction of justice.

You split an infinitive.

Good catch, Gus.

You two realize
| carry a gun, right?

That was perfectly elocuted.

SHAWN: My dad's gonna freak
when he sees this.

We have to go
into stealth mode.

No taking his calls.
This won't hit the news
until tomorrow.

That should give us a
24-hour head start or...

Hand it over.

Dad? How did
you get in here?

The unlatched window,
the unlocked back door,
maybe this key that | made.

You choose one.

What do you want?

| just dropped by to share
my new chocolate chip
raisin bread recipe

with you, Shawn.
What do you think?

| Know Chief Vick just gave
you the new Franks case,

so why don't you let me take
a look at what you're hiding

in that little folder there
so | can get moving on this?

Okay, fine, you're right.
Chief Vick did just hire us.
But there is no way...

Nope.
That | am showing you
what's in this folder.

You're lucky I'm even asking,
Shawn. | could do this
the simple way.

| could grab it from you,
clean up any evidence
of a struggle

before you and your little
friend here knew what hit you.

In some states, that's
called child abuse.

| think all of them.

Look, Chief Vick made it
very clear that you,
specifically,

were to come nowhere
near this case...

There shouldn't even be
a case, Shawn.

The son of a bitch was let out
on some microcrap problem
with my search warrant.

Everybody makes mistakes.

There was no mistake.

(EXCLAIMS)

It was the '70s.
We did what we had to do.

But only when we knew
we had the right guy,
and | got the right guy.

Period.

Okay, you got
the right guy.

Still doesn't mean I'm gonna
put you on this case.

Nor would | even want to.
Dad, you have no idea
how Gus and | roll.

Gus, tell him.
You know what?

You go and handle this
half-assed like you do
everything else.

But you bear this in mind.

This case is important
to a lot of people
who could've died

if he had blown up
our headquarters.

It should be important to
their family members, too.

(EXCLAIMS)

Never seen my dad beg before.

That's how he begs?

He's clearly not gonna
let this go.

So, look. If we're
gonna investigate this
thing undisturbed,

we're gonna have to jump ahead
a few steps and fill in
the blanks when we're done.

We should go straight
to the D.A.'s office.

Beat you by eight minutes!
Not too embarrassing.

Dad! | knew you would come
and try to investigate
this on your own.

Do you have any idea
how dangerous this is?

Why? I'm a taxpaying,
voting citizen, therefore
| have a right to speak

to any elected official,
such as the D.A., | please.

You don't have to be
a taxpaying, voting
citizen though, do you?

May | help you?

Yes, my name is Shawn Spencer,
lam the head psychic

for the Santa Barbara
Police Department.
And that is my partner...

Yeah, yeah, that's his partner
Methuselah Honeysuckle, which
makes me Old Scratch Johnson.

Listen, we need to see
copies of the original
court transcripts

for the Eugene Franks case.

I'm not sure
| can release those.

Oh, oh, oh! I'm
getting a very soft,
cuddly vibe here.

Seems like you
and your wife recently...

Yeah, yeah, they're
gonna have another kid.
It's a boy. Congratulations.

Do yourselves a favor,
don't call it Shawn.

Problems! More importantly,
according to the
Freedom of Information Act,

those transcripts are now
available for public viewing.
SO...

Very well. Good point.
I'll have our records
department make copies.

Thank you very much.

You know, you're really
putting a damper on the
proceedings here.

You call it a damper,
| call it working...

All right, that's it.
Come here.

All right, | need you
to hear me, okay?

If you insist on staying
involved in this case,
there are going to be rules.

| was hired by the
police department, therefore
it is my ass on the line,

and those rules
will be made by me.
You are no longer a cop.

And unless you plan
on going back to the academy,
and climbing the high wall,

and doing the obstacle course
where you shoot the bad guys

but not the old lady
with the sack or the
blind guy with the cane

or the cute little squirrel
with the bushy tail
and the big fat nut!

It started off well.

It really fell apart
at the end.

You should've had a name
for the wall or something.

What I'm saying is that
you need to listen to me,
is what I'm saying.

All right, Shawn,
point taken.
You got a deal.

That means you're
working for me now.

Why don't you grab
some coffee for us. Black.

Two sugars.
Two sugars.

| don't understand.
You guys had to
handwrite everything?

What if you needed
multiple copies?

Well, we had one computer,
but it took up
the entire second floor.

Generally, we would
use the mimeo machine.

SHAWN: How long would
that take, a week?

You know, all the hi-tech,
fancy gadgets they use today

don't solve crimes
any better than we did.

A good detective is born
with all the tools
he needs right here.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello? Chief,
what's the good...

My dad down
at the D.A.'s office?

No, | don't think so.

Uh, | think | can clear
this up for you, Chief.
Uh, that wasn't my dad.

That was Phil Collins.

Yeah, we saw Phil
down at the courthouse.

My dad gets mistaken
for him all the time.

Shawn, | don't look,
| don't look anything
like Phil Collins!

(SHUSHING)

No, I'm, I'm fairly
certain about this, Chief.

He was humming
Invisible Touch,
if that helps you.

No, | wasn't aware
that Phil Collins
lives in Switzerland.

How does she know
so much about Phil Collins?

| don't know.

Yes. | do hear you,
| will make sure
he stays away.

Love you, too.

(SLAMMING PHONE)

Do you see? Do you see?
We have to be more careful...

Okay, hot shot!
All right, | get it.

Tell me what you can
glean from this.

You'd like to know
what | can glean?

Glean.

The D.A. rested
after only submitting
the initial evidence?

Correctamundo.

The evidence | uncovered
in that apartment
was So strong,

the D.A. didn't need anything
else to get a conviction.

But all that evidence is
poisonous fruit because
of the search warrant.

HENRY: This evidence, yes.

Good thing | got
a different warrant
for the second round,

and the D.A. didn't submit
any of that stuff, which
means we can use that now.

All the hi-tech gadgets
in the world won't
tell you that, will it?

We gotta get the Chief
to let us into
the county archives

so we can take
a look at that evidence.

SHAWN: Gus, give me your keys.
That would be a no.

Ogletree's checking
my mileage.

We'll take my truck.
SHAWN: No, we won't.

That raises the chances
of you being seen again.

We'll have to
take my motorcycle.

(SNIFFING) I've always
wanted to try threesies.

Who wants the handlebars? Gus?

Feels like you.
No.

Yeah, that shouldn't
draw any attention.
We'll cab it.

Fine. That's funny,
it's usually me who
can't show my face in public.

Just think, the contents
inside these boxes
could determine whether

someone spends the rest
of their life in jail.

Catch it!

Better hope they
don't reopen the
Handyman Killer case,

fingerprints are all over
the murder weapon.

(HAMMER CRASHING)
That's not funny, Shawn!

Dude, I'm kidding,
it's not really evidence.
It was just lying here.

Well, stop it.
You know I'm afraid that
being wrongfully convicted

is the tragic way
my story ends.

Would you two girls
stop bitching

and see what we got here?
What is this stuff?

Various possessions
and personal effects
of Eugene's

we found after
he was arrested.

All right,
what've we got here?

A pawn ticket
made out to Eugene

a few days before
he was arrested.

Goldstein's Pawn?
Anybody?

Wait, that place
is still around.

Desperate people
pawn things.

Let's see what
Eugene pawned that
he never got back, huh?

Two new cases just came in.

One involves an
international diamond
smuggling ring.

Sweet.
Bingo.

The other involves
fraudulent permits
at a plastics factory.

(CARLTON AND JULIET GROANING)

Well, I'll leave it up to
the two of you to decide
who gets which.

| am the head detective.
Who owes me.

| covered your butt on
last month's paperwork.

Damn it!

Follow my lead.
McNab, get over here!

| don't know, O'Hara,
| don't think he's ready.

Yeah, | don't think
he is either!

No, I'm ready.

All right.

McNab, how would you like
to do some real police work?

I'd love to.
Now, technically,

you'd be working under
Detective O'Hara and myself,

but we'll let you take
the lead on this.

It will be such a good
experience for you.

It might even earn you
a spot on the detective
bureau some day.

Wow, thanks, guys.

This means a lot.
The fact that you think
so highly of me to trust...

Yeah, yeah, we love you.
Get back to work.

Uh, this ticket is
from 30 years ago,
when my dad ran the shop.

Yeah, I'll have to go
look through the box.

The box?
What do you think
the box is?

A giant room,
like in Raiders?
| think it's a box.

Secret catacombs
underneath the building,
like in National Treasure?

Shame on you
for knowing that.

This is where we keep
all the old unclaimed stuff
from over the years.

As | said, a box.
What do you think
is inside the box?

Will you calm down?
| can't, man!
There's stuff in there.

All kinds of stuff.
Old stuff. Shiny stuff.
Secret stuff.

How come you're
not as excited as | am?

Because I'm not a raccoon.
You look like a raccoon.

SHOP OWNER: You're in luck.

This ticket here matches
this old receipt.

Not a lot of info
on it, I'm afraid.

Oh, | know what that is.
(SHUSHING) Let me get it!

Right, your case.

Oh, I'm getting
something here.

Oh, this is intense.
| can see Eugene.

He's desperate,
he's sweating nervously,
he's stinky!

He wants to get
rid of something,
cover his tracks,

hide where he's been.
So, he brings in
the title of his car!

That must be the Vehicle
Identification Number,
right in there.

Right. Whose benefit
was that for?

Don't ever question my methods
in front of a civilian, okay?
Never do that.

Come here.

| always thought that Eugene
was gonna use the car
in the bomb plot.

That was a common
M.O. back then.

He probably
pawned the title
to cover his tracks.

If nobody
reclaimed the title,
we would've sold it.

We could use the VIN number
to track where it ended up.

That could take us
all over the city,
or the state, for that matter,

thus increasing the chances
that you'll be seen
by someone you work with

and you being
caught by the police.

(ALL SIGHING)

Unless...

Nobody recognizes us.

| feel ridiculous.

Speak for yourself.
I've got this shirt at home.

His mother
used to love it.

Yeah, like, 30 years ago.

Kid, | wore it
to lunch last week.

HENRY: There it is.

It's been sitting in some
old lady's backyard
for dang near 30 years.

You got the keys?
Let's take a look inside.

Make me an offer
and it's yours.

You gotta be kidding.

Just give us a second here.

(SIGHING)

All right, how much money
do we have between us?

What? All right, | think
| got about 50 bucks.
Okay.

| got about $400 between
my wallet and my sock.

It's my just in case money.

All right. Add in what | have
and we've got about $450.

All right, let me
go talk to him.
Uh, uh, uh.

You stand down,
Popeye Doyle.
I'll handle this.

We got about $450 here.
Now, how much is this
gonna cost me?

$450.
Done.

(LAUGHING) He's good.

Nice going, Shawn.
That was all of our money.

That's what happens when you
send in the one guy who's
never bought a car before.

We had exactly enough!

All right, look at it
this way, Gus.

It isn't a car,
it's a time machine.

This little kitty
is gonna tell us about
Eugene 30 years ago.

Well, looks like a car
to me. And if | bought it,
I'm driving it.

That means my
same car rules apply.

Wipe your shoes before
entering. No slamming doors.
No food.

(CRASHING)

(GROANING)

Looks good up here.

Doesn't look like
factory soldering.

Smuggler's hatch.

(LAUGHING)

Gotta get this down
to the crime lab.

Uh, uh, uh!

Let me guess.
This is where we take
one step back

before involving the police?

We need to see
what's on that film first.

That's how we roll.

(GROANING)

(METALLIC CLANGING)

(CLEARING THROAT)

Gonna need a tetanus shot.

Got it.
Miracle anything came out.

(SIGHING)

Whoa, this guy
really loved his car, huh?

Well, after seeing it all
cleaned up, | like it too.
In fact, | love it.

Bingo! You think
these two are the ones

who could've had something
to do with the bombing?

Oh. From the AK-47s
they're holding,

they had something to do
with something. | think
it's worth checking out.

There's no telling where
they are, if they're
even still around.

You know, back then,
| used to have this
snitch working for me.

His name was Pookie.
A real weasel.

That guy'd turn on his
Siamese twin for a buck.

If these two had anything
to do with this, Pookie's
the guy who would've known.

(CLEARING THROAT) I'm sorry.
What was his name?

Pookie.

(LAUGHS) Do you know
where we can find this, uh...

Pookie.

Yeah, his name is...
His name is Pookie Wigginton.

And yeah, | know
where to find him.
What's so funny?

(LAUGHING) Stop!
| mean, | mean...
Nothing's funny.

You're just, you're keeping
it real right now, Dad.

Right on.

All right, let's see
if we can find Pookie.

(GUS AND SHAWN LAUGHING)

See if he still
remembers the '70s.

(GROANING)

If that'd been on purpose,
that would've
been totally cool.

| need to get that
power steering fixed.

Not to mention
the seat is jammed
all the way to the front

and makes my entire
left side fall asleep.

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

DJ: And remember,
tomorrow night
will be ladies' night

at Top Flight dance club,
where it's the '70s
every night.

Don't worry. | think Pookie
remembers the ‘70s just fine.

By the way, I'm just,
I'm just putting this
out there.

Once we resolve this case,
preserve your legacy
as a detective,

you don't have to say
thank you. No biggie.

Course it is.
In fact, let me
say it right now.

Thank you, Gus.

You're welcome.

HENRY: That's Pookie.
Let's go.

Officer Spencer,
long time no see.

What brings you gentlemen
to my establishment?

Well, Mr. Pookie...

(LAUGHS)

As you may have heard,
the D.A. recently
overturned the conviction

on the Eugene Franks
bombing case.

Maybe | heard.
Maybe | didn't.

Right.

Well, we're looking
for information
on a few people

that might've used
to run with old Eugene.

Sorry, | don't know
what you're talking about.

All right, all right.
| Know how this works.

Gus, hit the other sock,
give him some money.

No offense, guys,
but | don't need
your pocket change.

Mr. Pookie, | can
see two of Eugene's
partners in crime,

a man and a woman.
Dangerous, highly skilled
with military weapons,

but not US military,
smuggled weapons.

| used to trip like that,
always looking for the escape.

Pookie, he's cool.
He's, uh...

Psychic.

Really? Then | can dig it.

Spiritual.
Yeah.

Third eye.
That's where it is.

(LAUGHING) You guys are deep,
like me. Give me five.

(LAUGHING)

So, listen, you
were dead on it.
Check this out.

The cats you were describing
ran with Eugene, all right.
Mmm-hmm.

There were two of them,
Derek Ford, white guy,
stringy hair,

and his old lady,
Melanie, really fine.

| got shot over
a white girl like that once.

Anyway, they were together
in a militant organization
with Eugene called SAG,

Soldiers Against Government.
They were into all
kind of radical stuff.

Why would Eugene
go all those years
and not rat them out?

Word on the street
was that SAG
was ruthless.

Nobody dared cross them,
not even one of their own.

So, Eugene was
just a patsy?

You didn't hear
it from me.

No, them suckers
are dangerous.

(SIGHING)

He had partners.

My biggest bust,
and | was wrong.

Everything hurts.

Had to be a tough guy
and go in first.

Just fill out the incident
report and be done
with this fiasco. Ow!

What happened to you guys?

The diamond smuggling case
that Detective O'Hara
wanted to take

didn't go quite as planned.

That | wanted to take?

You're the one
who insisted on it,
Mr. Head Detective.

(SIGHING) Basically, we
conducted a stakeout to catch
the smugglers red-handed.

But when we opened
the cargo container
to seize the evidence,

we discovered we had
the wrong one.

This one belonged to
exotic animal smugglers,

and it was filled
with wild marmosets.

| hate marmosets.

Apparently they don't like
being shot at.

No. Apparently not.

All | can remember
after that are,

are hundreds of those
tiny razor-sharp
claws and teeth.

Lower primate, my ass.
| recognize a military
formation when | see one.

You'll be happy to know
that case you gave me
took a fun turn.

That's great.

It turns out that
plastics factory was a front
for real-life sea pirates.

You're kidding.
BUZZ: No.

They've been using
hi-tech boats and GPS

to rob freighters
in the shipping lanes.

Now, I'm teaming up
with the Coast Guard

for a showdown
off the Santa Barbara coast.

On the high seas?

Appears so.

Aw, gosh!
I'm sorry, Buzz,

but you need a certain level
of clearance to work
with the Coast Guard.

It's...
It's department rules.

Really?
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm afraid
we're gonna have to
take over from here.

But good work
on getting us
to this point!

Oh! Well...

It was fun
while it lasted.

Yeah.
Yeah! Good work, buddy.

We're gonna capture pirates.

| Know! Ow!

Almost makes up
for the rabies shots.

Almost.

HENRY: Let's face it, Shawn.
| blew the case.

You're quitting on me?
I'm not quitting.

| just realized that
maybe Chief Vick is right.
| should stay out of it.

Dad, this was your big case.

(LAUGHING) My big case?
My big bust?

You see, that's the problem
right there. That's how
| started seeing it.

But in reality, it's
a Santa Barbara PD case
and it always has been.

You don't believe that.

A good detective knows
when to let it go, Shawn.

That's a lesson both you
and | can learn right now.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(SIGHS)

Where's your dad?
He's not coming.

He says it's to
protect the case,
but | can tell

it's really bumming him out
that he got fooled
30 years ago.

(CAR DOORS CREAKING)

| can't believe
I'm about to say this,

but instead of lording
over him that this is
Our case, our rules,

| think we have to convince
him that we can't solve
this thing without him.

And how do we do that?

Most likely
through the use of trickery.

HENRY: So what kind
of wood are we gonna use
for these bookshelves, Gus?

Uh, cypress?

Cypress? Really?

It's a good wood.

It's what Noah's Ark
was made of.

Nah, you wanna use
something that breathes
a little more.

But don't worry,
we'll hit a lumber yard
on the way there.

At least I'll get a chance
to use my new laser level.

Gus, why are we stopping here?

No reason. | just
randomly selected this spot.

Don't be a smart-ass.
You're reading
an address off a piece

of paper and we're sitting
in somebody's driveway.

Whose house is this?

Okay, look, Dad. Actually,
we're dropping in on some
people that we know.

(CAR TIRES SCREECHING)

GUS: Shawn,
| think that's them!

What the hell is going on?

Don't lose them! Go!
Go, go, go! Come on!

(CAR TIRES SCREECHING)

So, what do we do now?

| don't know.

I've never cornered
anyone before.

(EXCLAIMS)

You better hope
they're not uneven in there!

I'm gonna blind them
with the laser, Shawn.

May we help you?

Uh, Derek and Melanie Ford?

(SCOFFS) Or should | say,
Soldiers Against Government?

You sure your father
doesn't wanna come inside?

Oh, no, no, no.
He's clinically insane
and a biter.

Sorry again about running
from you guys.

But when we saw
the Mercury Cougar
in the driveway,

we just figured it was Eugene
coming after us for revenge.

Revenge for what?

He thinks that we set him up
to take the rap for the
police headquarters bombing.

We know he's been asking
around town about us,

trying to figure out
our whereabouts.

We thought he'd
finally found us.

Well, don't you
worry about that.

You help us with
this investigation,

we will make sure
the police protect you
from your old pal Eugene.

Thank you.

Tell them everything, honey.

Okay. After Eugene
got arrested 30 years ago,
we freaked out

and we stopped
Our radical ways.

We became
Soldiers For Government
and we built this great life.

You have to believe us,
we had nothing to do
with setting Eugene up.

| mean, we were
all brainwashed.

We were all caught up
in the movement.

Do you know of anyone else
who would've wanted
to set him up?

(MELANIE) Oh!
Honey, are you okay?

Mmm! Oh, yeah. Oh!

| cut myself pretty good.

|, uh, excuse me.
I'm gonna have to go
put something on this.

I'm sorry.

(CLEARING THROAT) Uh,
we should be going.
DEREK: Oh, no!

No, no, no. Thank you
for your cooperation.

And rest assured,
Eugene will not learn
of your whereabouts.

Nice meeting you.
Yes.

Hope your finger
feels better!
MELANIE: Thank you!

Good news, Pop.
The trail is hot again.

Like | said, count me out.

Damn it, Dad!
Do you have to be
so prideful all the time?

So you made a mistake
30 years ago? Nobody cares!
Just get over it.

Not everybody is as
comfortable screwing up
as you are, kid.

Well, maybe the reason
I'm so comfortable
is because my mistakes

were the only thing
that was ever
pointed out to me.

Here we go, here we go!
Would you put away the violin?

| pointed out the good stuff,
Shawn, but usually,

you were too busy
bragging and showing off
to take notice.

Enough! I'm sick of you two
fighting all the time!

Listen, Mr. Spencer,
Shawn needs you on the case
because, frankly,

you're old and we were barely
even alive during the '70s.

And Shawn, your dad needs you
on the case because
even though you can be

extremely annoying,
you actually have a brilliant
idea every now and then.

But you're both too damn
stubborn to admit that
you need each other.

Now, can we go,
please? Thank you.

Is he always
such a know-it-all?

You don't know
the half of it.
Very preachy.

All right, so tell me
what you have.

Well, | think there's
another SAG member
out there.

How do you know that?

Did you see Melanie
when we asked her if
there was anyone else

who'd want to set up Eugene?
She cut herself, right there.

Right there on the spot.

Yeah, no, no. Maybe
they were telling you what
they wanted you to know,

not what you
needed to know.

| think they're
protecting somebody
from Eugene.

But there were only
three people in the picture.

No, there was four.

The three of them
and whoever took the picture.

Maybe they're protecting
an old mentor.

Well, I'm pretty sure
that Eugene met
Derek and Melanie

when they were all students
at Santa Barbara University.

Let's see if they shared any
professors, advisors or RAS.

RA, that's a thing, right?

It is.

Okay, let's do this.
Back to undercover.

Got it.
Thank you, Jules.

All right.
According to Juliet,

university records
show that our SAG
members only shared

one professor, and that is
Doctor Richard Colbert.

Doctor Colbert?

| think Eugene got here
before we did.

Hey. Been waiting
for you guys.

Yeah, we got your call
while we were out
on the open ocean,

chasing down
our sea pirates at flank.

That's a nautical term
for maximum speed.

We cordoned the pirate vessel
before they could club haul,

that's the nautical term
for evasive maneuver,

and make it
to international waters.

Well, that sounds awesome.
What do modern-day
sea pirates look like?

We have no idea.

Apparently, once you get
three miles out, it's out
of our jurisdiction,

so the Coast Guard
had us sequestered

to a tiny windowless cabin
on the Lubber Deck.

Yeah, apparently that's
a nautical term for "place
they send you to puke."

| had to wash
my hair three times.

Still sorry about that.
Let's do this.

So, what do we have here?

The deceased is one
Doctor Richard Colbert.

Male, 60 years old,
professor of chemistry.

Apparently, he died
from a lab accident

involving poisonous
hydrochloric acid fumes.

When will people
ever learn that alcohol and
hydrochloric acid don't mix?

GUS: Technically, they do.

See, the hydrogen atoms in
the acid form a loose bond
with the chlorine...

What the hell
are you wearing?

(SHAWN EXCLAIMS)

I'm getting some serious jive,
and it is fly.

(BUZZING)

| can see the struggle.
There's a rag
on Colbert's face.

It was him who masterminded
the bombing 30 years ago.

He set Eugene up,
and Eugene has
murdered him in revenge.

But wait, there's more!

Ooh! Yeah, feel is strong!

(EXCLAIMING)

lam getting it!
And it is a bad mother...
Shut your mouth!

I'm having a vision.
| can dig it!

(EXCLAIMING) It's a...

It's a big
birthday cake!

(EXCLAIMING)
Make a wish! What?

Bomb! Eugene's built
another bomb!

He built it here in the lab!
That's how he's going
to exact his revenge

on the remaining
members of SAG!

We gotta stop him now!

That... That's all | got.
The jive's over. We should go
before people explode.

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

Found him lurking around
out back, must've hidden
this under the house.

We've got a bomb!

Which hasn't been activated.

(SIGHING)

Call the bomb squad.

Well, Eugene, looks
like you've been up
to your old tricks.

(SCOFFS) I'm only here
because they called me

saying they were finally
ready to come clean!

Invited guests don't go
snooping around the back,
now do they?

| was just checking to see
if anybody was home. | swear!

Save it for the trial.
You're under arrest for the
murder of Richard Colbert.

Wait, wait!
Colbert's dead?

And the attempted murder
of Derek and Melanie Ford.

Thank God you stopped
him in time.

(SIGHS)

Yeah.
| cut myself pretty good.

I'm need to go
put something on this.

Maybe they were telling you
what they wanted you to know,
Shawn,

not what you needed to know.

Whoa!

Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies!

Yeah!

You two!

You were two young kids
in way over your head
with the militant SAG,

so you used Eugene
as a scapegoat, didn't you?

Set him up to take the fall
for the police headquarters
bombing,

so you could make
a clean break. But then
you heard he got out early,

and you were afraid he'd come
track you down and
expose your criminal past.

We know he's been asking
around town about us,

trying to figure out
our whereabouts.

We thought he'd
finally found us.

Because, of the four
members of SAG,

only two of you
are doing okay for yourselves.

SHAWN: Eugene
has lost 30 years.
What?

And he will be marked
as acriminal forever.

Doctor Colbert,
well, his drinking
destroyed his career.

But you two, your life
is picture-perfect.

And you would
kill to protect it.
First, it was Doctor Colbert,

whose guilt-ridden conscience
and drunk mouth would
cause him to confess

everything to Eugene.
And then the plan was simple.

Frame Eugene for that murder,
and then blow Eugene up

right along with all
the traces to your past,

so you could move on
to a very bright,
white, pickety future.

That's a preposterous
theory. Preposterous.

You have no proof.

Oh, really?
What if | did
something like this?

(BUTTONS BEEPING)

Spencer, what the hell
did you just do?

In exactly one minute,
we will all be
blown to smithereens

or the people responsible
for making that bomb
will deactivate it.

Don't look at me,
he's crazy!

Yeah, | don't know
how to do it either!

| demand that someone
disarm this bomb right now!

OFFICER: Just do
what they say. Come on,
let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

(BUTTONS BEEPING)

Arrest them.

Come on!

Go.

Spencer, I'd appreciate,
in the future, if you just
played with your own life.

Oh, come on, Lassie.

If Derek hadn't caved,

| would've just deactivated
it myself. It's very easy.

You just clip the red wire
and the green wire
at the same time.

Uh, Shawn,
there is no green wire.

Really? Huh!

Well, in that case,
we all would've died.

lam starving.

Who's up for fajitas,
my treat? Oh, come on,
you guys!

Not everybody would've died!
Well, a couple of people
would've lived.

Those are... The odds are
that at least one...

(CAR STARTING)

Gus would've made it.

It'll only take a few minutes
for me to finish my interview
with The Independent.

| still don't see why
you have to drag me into this.

| told you. They're gonna
wanna hear about my last case,

which was originally
your case, and without you,

it wouldn't have been
solved again.

Interviews, press, hair.
Those are your things.

A little attention
isn't gonna kill you, Dad.

Oh, and wait.
What?

Thank you.

CARLTON: And as the bomb
ticked all the way down
to zero, we held our ground.

And | looked those culprits
in the eye, and they knew
that their time was up.

We don't seek out
the high-profile cases,

they just have a way
of finding us.

(JULIET LAUGHS)
Oh, we should just show her!

CARLTON: That's a great idea.
JULIET: Yeah! Um...

Yeah, so, uh, you were there.
You were...
Oh, | was here?

You were like here-ish...
And | was like, here.

No, we walked up and then
they walked out, they...

JULIET: Yeah, they came up.
CARLTON: Oh! Right,
| remember, right, so...

CARLTON: They had the bomb.
JULIET: They had the bomb.

CARLTON: Really,
it was really dangerous.

JULIET: They didn't know
it was a bomb. They didn't.

(DISCO MUSIC PLAYING IN CAR)

(METALLIC CLANGING)

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

| know, you know
That I'm not telling the truth

| 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

| know, you know

| know, you know