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** [ Jukebox: Pop ]

Did you do your homework? Uh-huh.

Finish those beets?

Yep.

Can I have the fudge cake? Close your eyes.

- Dad, I don't want to-- - Now.

Which letter is out in the exit sign?

The "X."

What the color is the vinyl? What's vinyl?

It's the stuff these seats are covered in. Purple.

Maroon. Close enough. Manager's name.

Who? She's wearing a name tag.

The woman standing at the front door when we first walked in.

You saw her.

Marie.

Can I have the cake now?

How many hats?

Come on, Dad!

Shawn, you want a piece of cake? How many hats are in the room?

Does a beanie count? What do you think?

Three.

You didn't describe them.

That's not fair.

Time's almost up, Shawn.

One has a flower--the one the lady's wearing.

One has a picture of some kind of lion

on the weird guy with the crooked tooth.

The last one is...

on the chef. What about the beanie?

A beanie's a cap, not a hat.

All right, open your eyes.

Thank you.

Wow. That's amazing.

It's adequate.

Get him his cake.

I guess I know what you're going to be when you grow up.

Oh, I'm never gonna grow up, ma'am.

Nice place.

Thank you.

[weather report on TV]

I knew you were gonna be my best table.

[moans]

(female news reporter) ...about voicing her concerns

regarding the department's long-time policies.

Joe, do the police have any leads at this time?

We're at a loss.

We really don't know what else to do.

Been a tough few weeks.

Basically run out of ideas.

Hopefully the police will be able to crack this one for us.

Come on. (reporter) Closing the books

on the Visions break-ins

could be just the olive branch needed

to set things in the right direction.

Ooh.

What are you doing?

I'm calling the police.

Any particular reason?

I think I just closed a case.

You didn't tell me you're a cop.

Oh, no, no, no. Definitely not a cop.

Does that disappoint you?

I just thought you might have handcuffs.

Oh, I have handcuffs. Hello.

(woman) Santa Barbara Police Department.

Uh, it's the store manager. He did it.

Pardon me? Uh, the stereo robberies.

At the Visions chain store.

He's on Channel 8 news right now.

Uh, his hands. Nervous tic--dead giveaway.

And he won't look at the reporter in the eyes.

My name? My name is Shawn...Spencer.

(woman) And is there anything else today?

No. That's gonna do it.

[laughs]

Actually, the tags on the news van have expired.

But that's completely unrelated.

[girl squeals]

Hello, officer.

But you gotta go. It was awesome.

Well, yeah.

Yeah.

Hi. It was amazing.

I'm Shawn Spencer.

And the other thing is...

Well, no, I'm not going to pay for it.

Oh--oh, no, no. No, that's not for me.

Uh, I'm here for a commendation. I called in a...tip.

Oh, no, Rachelle, I can't pay for that.

Here's the thing, these are new pants.

Clearly you feel very strongly about this.

Right.

$80 is a lot for a reading,

but she was astounding.

I mean, she knew about granny's childhood

and the curios she left Bobby.

I mean, I could literally feel her spirit in the room.

Get out of here.

You know, I have the same tattoo.

They spelled "bloodthirsty" wrong on mine.

Can you believe it?

I cannot believe you didn't test that out first.

One, two, three, one, two, three,

One, two, three, one, two, three...

What'd you do, bust up your ex-wife's car?

Her new boyfriend's.

- That'll teach her. - They got no witnesses.

Sweet.

Might want to brush the shards

of taillight off your sleeve.

Just a tip.

Gee, thanks, guy.

Sure.

Right this way, Mr. Spencer.

So when do I get my money?

Money? Yeah.

The reward.

You guys arrested the store manager.

Am I right?

Why don't you let us ask the questions for awhile?

Okay.

So, which questions might those be?

Ooh, I don't know.

Like where were you the night of the last robbery?

I was robbing a stereo shop.

I wasn't. I don't know.

I guess I was doing the same thing you were doing,

not solving crime.

You're not helping your case here.

My case.

Wait, wait, wait. I'm actually a suspect?

Oh, you're our lead suspect.

I gave you the guy.

He had a partner.

I have to find that guy? I'm confused.

When do you start chipping in?

See, your information was good.

So good, it could only have come from the inside.

Inside of what?

Look, I've called in dozens of tips, okay?

Just check it out. I did.

I checked out a whole lot of stuff.

Like, oh, you're currently unemployed.

You've never held a job for more than six months.

And you have a criminal record.

I was 18.

Oh. 18? Well, that makes it okay.

Let me just scratch this out.

I borrowed a car.

You stole a car. To impress a girl.

Look, forgive us, Mr. Spencer,

if this seems far-fetched.

Would it help at all

if I told you that she had a bit of a reputation

and I was 0 for... high school?

Okay, fine. There were extenuating circumstances.

The arresting officer was my father.

He was trying to teach me a lesson.

Did you learn it?

I learned I hated my father.

So sure.

Pardon me if I'm just a little skeptical.

Believable as it is that you solved all these crimes...

I'm sorry, what was it?

Watching the local Channel 8 news reports.

I confess. That's not true.

Sometimes I watch Channel 5.

I prefer Channel 8. The weather girl, adorable.

So you're telling us

that you can read guilt off of TV interviews.

Can't you? Don't you try and trivialize police work.

I think you're doing a bang-up job of that all by yourself.

You can't keep me here, guys.

I know my rights. Good.

Then you know you have the right

to remain silent.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,

one will be appointed to you.

Wait, wait, wait. You're serious?

A few hours in a holding cell

might jog your memory.

(Lucinda) Just give us a reason, Mr. Spencer.

That's all we need.

How did you get this information?

(Lassiter) No. It is too late for that.

Officer Allen, book him.

Book him?

Oh, come on. Cuffs?

What, for the walk back to the lobby?

Or you could give us a plausible explanation.

I--

Okay. Okay.

Fine. You win.

I got the information because...

I am a psychic.

[drops cuffs]

Get him out of here. Oh, boy!

Your grandma would be so proud.

You spoke to her?

I did. She's...

safe, comfortable.

She wants you to stop spending

all your money on those charlatans.

The palm readers.

The palm readers.

Okay, just to be clear,

um, you're claiming to be a psychic, Mr. Spencer.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

How else would I know that you two are sleeping together?

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One... When's the wedding?

May 3rd. Wait. How'd you know?

I'm getting dance lessons for a wedding reception.

And you

are getting good.

Wow. That's amazing.

Oh, come on. Who's buying this?

I got it!

Go to detention room number two.

Shake down your vandal.

You'll find all the evidence you need...

All the evidence is in his left shoe.

We'll be back here in three minutes

with my own cuffs.

[exhales]

Whoa.

I'm getting--I am getting...

The letter L.

Lulu, her dog.

Is there anything else she said?

Uh, there's suddenly a very, very negative presence here.

It's blocking me.

It was a lucky guess.

Lucky guess? He planted it. I don't know.

His alibi checks.

Question.

Do I pay taxes on reward money?

I'll find out.

Please feel free to call anytime.

You know I will. Magic touch.

Oop.

Doctor.

Not so fast, Mr. Spencer.

Karen Vick,

Interim Police Chief.

I know.

Heard about what you did in there.

Oh, you're welcome.

That wasn't the phrase I was going to use.

I was going to say improbable.

Possible, yet unlikely.

Look, it's hard to explain.

I'm gifted.

I was born that way.

I knew your father. He was a good cop.

You're nothing like him.

I take that as a compliment, ma'am.

Don't ever call me ma'am.

Am I still free to go?

Not exactly.

You familiar with the McCallum family?

McCallum.

Yeah, they own half the hill.

Well, there's been a kidnapping.

Oh, come on. I had nothing to do with that.

Would you like to?

The Feds are itching to jump in on this case,

and I need to make some progress.

What I need is a miracle.

Or a facsimile of one.

Oh.

I see, I see.

Well, I make $1,200 a day.

It's a try-out. That's what I meant to say.

This is pro bono. Something for you.

And if this psychic thing is a scam...

we will prosecute.

You know hindering a police investigation

is a criminal offense.

Sounds good.

We're on the same team now.

Kidnappers beware!

[chuckles nervously]

[phone ringing]

(woman) Central Coast Pharmaceuticals. Can you hold, please?

I have a job for you.

I already have a job.

They're paying you to play video games?

How do you do that?

Come on. Left hand space bar. Right hand arrow keys.

Gus, you should ask me a challenging question

every once in awhile just for kicks.

I can't go anywhere.

I'm behind on my route.

I got new samples of ceromoxicyllan.

Oh, man. I'm sorry.

I didn't realize the new butt cream had come in.

So you're not interested in hearing about doing

the thing we've been dreaming of doing since we were eight.

I've got us the last job we will ever need.

[laughs]

Shawn, you've had 57 jobs since we left high school.

Yes, I have. And they were all fun.

But this one takes the cake.

Oh, yeah? Better than your acupuncture clinic?

I didn't realize experience was necessary.

What about the summer you spent driving the wiener mobile?

I did that for the hot dogs.

Look, Gus, all those jobs I took

because I wanted the experience.

But then I mastered it and I moved on.

But this job has a little bit of everything.

Come with me.

Uh, no.

I'm never doing anything blindly with you again.

I learned that at the Mexican border twice.

Okay, this is hard to explain,

but I'm going to give it a shot.

You and I...

are opening our own private detective agency.

Oh. See?

No explanation necessary.

Let me get my coat.

But you're not getting your coat.

Uh, no. No, Shawn. I'm not.

All right, you want to sweat the details? Fine.

The cops think I'm a psychic,

and now we are investigating a kidnapping.

You're serious?

Yes, I am serious!

Six days ago, Camden McCallum, Jr.,

sole male heir to McCallum Textiles,

was seen being forced into his Range Rover

at the municipal dog park.

No one's seen him or the dog since.

They took the dog?

You see what I mean?

I need you.

I need you to--to write stuff down.

'Cause you know how I zone out when other people talk.

Just for today?

Just today.

Oh, and you know what,

you should bring your sample case

because some of those forensics guys--

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

There's going to be forensics guys there?

(Shawn) All right, pay attention.

18 months ago, Camden McCallum ran his father's cigarette boat

into the Morro Bay Aquarium.

That was right after he got caught

with that hockey player's wife. Yeah, I remember that.

Guy hadn't been out of the papers in five years.

Since that day, nothing.

Not a single news story.

Not so much as a dented motorcycle.

Okay.

What do you think?

I think Camden McCallum

is too good at what he does to stop.

Not cold turkey anyway.

Beautiful women,

fast cars.

Doesn't add up. Something happened.

How should we introduce ourselves?

Don't say "psychic." They'll shut you off.

Say something vague.

Like "alternative tactics division."

How about the Bureau of Magic and Spell Casting?

Where are you going?

You're rooting through the trash?

Just for a second.

You are without doubt the worst detective

I've ever seen.

Gus, everything you need is right in front of you.

You just have to pay attention. Oh, yeah?

Look at this.

Berenson's brand.

That is the highest quality dog food on the market.

Perfect. They pamper their pets.

The case is almost solved.

This stuff is really expensive.

No additives. No preservatives.

Why would you possibly open three bags simultaneously

when you only have one dog?

They're rich.

They waste money.

Oh, my God.

What?

This CD case is totally nice!

Why would someone throw this out?

Here. Put this in the car.

Inside. Now.

Is it entirely too early for me to have a theory?

Can you at least wait until we see some evidence?

I suppose I could if it would make you happier.

Whoa.

Just act natural.

They know. How could they know?

They know. We haven't said anything yet.

They know. I can feel it.

Oh, you're a psychic now too?

You're not a psychic.

Gus, let's just be clear on one thing.

The only way they can absolutely prove

that I am not a psychic is if I tell them.

And I can guarantee you,

that is the one thing I will never do.

Ooh. Ooh ooh. Check this out.

You got a lead?

No. But look at this girl.

She must be the sister.

God, she's incredible.

Kind of have a few other things going on right now, Shawn.

Oh, Gus, look.

Look how she went from this awkward stage

with this really unfortunate perm

to this beautiful, amazing girl.

She's a late bloomer,

but what does-- what does that mean?

That means depth of character.

Gus, she kayaks.

[Gus breathing deeply in and out]

What, are you Lamaze breathing?

It helps.

I cover a few birthing centers.

Just let me know when the contractions are two minutes apart.

She reads Vonnegut.

Wow.

She's an aviatrix.

Gus, I bet this girl is spectacular.

(Katarina) Really now.

I'm Katarina McCallum.

I'm...thoroughly embarrassed.

I'll bet you are.

I'm sorry.

I'm Shawn Spencer.

The chief called me in.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Thank you for saying that.

I have the same feeling.

What makes you think so?

I'm a psychic.

They called in a psychic?

I have very unique and special abilities.

Well, Shawn Spencer,

if you need to ask any questions--

Just one.

Do you currently have a boyfriend?

Is that pertinent?

It very well could be.

Uh, well, yes.

I'm sort of seeing someone. Nothing serious though.

Nothing too serious. That's good.

That's very good.

I think that's it for now.

I'll be in touch.

How do you luck into these women all the time?

Gus, please. I am a professional.

Gathering information.

What are we looking for?

Pictures of that Katarina girl.

Preferably at the beach.

Maybe on her way to yoga.

Or at a Halloween party dressed as a cat.

What are those for? It's for anxiety.

Is it ethical to sample your own samples?

Mr. Spencer, the sketch artist is here for you.

The sketch artist.

The chief insisted.

Interim chief.

Yeah. You call her that.

I'll be right back.

Oh, yeah. That's nice.

Yeah, with the shading. The shading's nice.

Uh,

here's a question.

Do you think you could have him looking further

to the left--his eye line further to the left?

Shawn. Yeah?

Can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah, yeah.

So just more to the left, and I think we're there.

What's up? What are you doing?

Just--just work with me.

Tell them your blocked or something.

I'm gonna have to use that later.

Uh, how we looking over there?

Oh, that's great.

Now look how good that is.

See how he's looking off to the left

like he sees something?

As far as the hair goes,

can we get the bangs wispier

like he's trying to compensate for, like, maybe

he's thinning in the back

and sort of got a swoop?

[Miss McCallum screams]

Oh, my gosh!

It's Bill! Oh, it's Bill!

Oh, honey, come here quick.

Bill's the kidnapper!

Um, um, um...

That's the exact cap I gave him.

Okay, everybody. Stop.

No.

No. I'm sorry.

Bill is not the kidnapper. Not the kidnapper.

Bill is just a horrible human being.

Who is "Bill"? I'm getting, uh, multiple women.

Is he a bigamist?

Pimp?

Does he sell children on the black market?

Mr. McCallum, I'm Shawn Spencer,

the psychic.

Well, thank you for coming.

If there's anything I can do...

I can't imagine how difficult this must be for you, sir.

Nothing can prepare you for something like this

knowing you can't do anything.

Call me any time with any questions.

Uh, actually, I do have one question, sir.

How did he feel about the dog?

Well, he loved that damn thing.

Didn't do anything without it.

Yeah. That'll do it.

Thank you, sir.

Does he like his dog?

That's how you investigate?

I think we're making progress.

Since you've been here,

all you've done is dig through the trash,

hit on the victim's sister,

and falsely accuse her boyfriend.

Gus, he is not her boyfriend.

She made a point to say they're free to see other people.

Whatever you say, Shawn. Have a blast.

I quit.

You can't quit. We just got started.

(Gus) Watch me.

Gus, you're gonna miss everything!

It's gonna be fun!

[starts engine]

Gus, get back here!

Fine.

I'll solve this case by myself.

[door closing]

[floorboards creaking]

[objects clattering]

[machine whirring]

[cabinet opens and closes]

Aaaah!

Gus.

I hate to imagine what the rest of your plan was.

How did you get in?

Far less effective on a second-floor landing.

What do you want, Shawn?

Can I ask you something about the case, please? No.

I was right.

I'm done, Shawn.

I don't want to commit felonies

and perjury and pretend to be--

You're dying to know who kidnapped him.

I know you are. No. No, I'm not.

Because I don't believe that you can solve a crime

the cops can't by simply walking through a house.

Fine. Fine.

All right, whatever. Who kidnapped him?

Nobody.

Nobody! Excellent.

Call the chief at home.

Tell her the crime is solved.

Because apparently, we just imagined the whole thing.

Gus, nobody kidnapped him

because he did it himself.

Come on. See for yourself.

Okay. Here's the thing.

Camden didn't offer

to clean up his act voluntarily.

Oh, no.

Daddy threatened to cut him off permanently.

This was about 18 months ago.

18 months?

But wait. There's more. He had help.

Who?

This guy on the end.

Malcolm Orso. Only member of this crew

that didn't go on to fame or fortune or rehab.

The cops must've talked to him.

Nope.

Malcolm hasn't been seen with Camden for quite some time.

To be exact...

18 months.

Almost to the day.

Gus, he has been planning this thing

for over a year.

Shawn, this is good.

Yeah.

Where did you get this?

Katarina McCallum's room.

You didn't go in her room.

Gus, I needed a ride. She hadn't eaten yet.

One thing led to another, and we ended up sharing a milk shake.

Whoa, wait a second. Wait a second.

You're dating her?

No. I'm not "dating".

Yes, you are.

It's not exclusive.

What?

Gus, come on!

Put some clothes on. This is gonna be fun.

Let's go! I'm driving. Where are your keys?

Never mind. I got 'em.

Ooh.

Should I slice this up for the road?

Well, we're off to a banner start.

Just let me do the talking.

Morning, gentlemen.

Hello, officer.

What's this?

Whoops. It's my dad's old police business card.

Must've stuck in back there.

Guess I've been carrying that

in my wallet for ages.

Can never be too careful coming from a family of cops.

Henry Spencer's your dad? Yes. Yes, he is.

Well, how's old Henry doing?

Oh, you know Henry. He's great.

Retired. Living in Miami.

I saw Henry three weeks ago

at the Home Depot.

Yeah. Yeah, that-- That sounds about right.

He popped into down for a few days.

Grabbed some supplies. Some wood.

Said he'd been back for over a year.

And now he's back

running around doing his thing

Henry style.

Tell your dad the Kingfisher says hello.

Will do. Thank you, officer.

Your dad's back at the house?

Apparently.

Dude, I'm so excited.

This is my first use of spy technology.

Yeah, it would seem much cooler

if it didn't have Sports Illustrated pasted on the side.

Hmm. Came with the subscription.

Are you going to tell me why we're here?

This is the Orso family cabin

where young Malcolm and young Camden

spent all their summers growing up.

Wouldn't the police have checked this out?

Malcolm is so far out on the periphery of Camden's life,

he's not on the witness list.

This is a great plan.

Camden McCallum deserves to be commended.

Maybe you should date him too. Maybe I will.

Let me see.

Let's see here.

Oh, no way. What?

It's Camden's dog.

Get--Dude! Dude! Oh, my gosh.

I can't believe we did this.

This is unbelievable. What?

Okay, okay, okay. Wait. Okay, wait.

Let's call the cops.

No, no, no. Let's call the Chief.

That's what we're gonna do.

Call the Chief. Yeah.

No, no, no. No, no, no.

Gus, Gus, we don't call anyone.

What? We go home.

Then later at headquarters, I suddenly and miraculously have a vision.

A vision?

A vision of stuff we saw.

Like the road sign with the two bullet holes.

Like the red kayak, the yellow kayak,

and the highway with numbers.

Oh, I'm seeing-- What am I seeing?

8-3-1. We're on Highway 138.

Exactly. In the spirit world, things get jumbled and out of sequence.

But my premonition becomes clear

when we all jump in the squad car together.

By the way, let me sit next to that junior detective.

Shawn, please.

And alas, we lead them here.

Then finally, we both put on our surprise faces

as I guide them to the cabin for the "first time."

This is mine.

[feigned gasp]

What do you got?

Gus, that's horrible.

It doesn't convey surprise at all.

Gus!

All right, let me do the talking.

Is there even an option?

I want a lot of witnesses for my miraculous vision.

There they go. Detectives!

Detectives! Detectives!

We have a breakthrough.

It is very important.

I also have something important. I call it lunch. Make an appointment.

But this is-- You don't have my interest. You don't have my ear.

Find a beat cop. Tell your story. Maybe I'll read the report.

Good day, gentlemen. After you.

Detective!

Don't eat the chicken.

Don't eat the chicken?

He's got your number.

He's got nothing.

I'll have the chicken enchilada.

Extra chicken. Okay.

I'll have the cheese quesadilla.

Coward.

You're mad because he pegged us as a couple.

He was tipped off. Did you tell anyone?

Why would I tell anyone? Let everyone think

I'm working my way up the ladder the hard way?

You're barely separated. It's been five months.

So the plan was to annoy them into believing you.

Billy Camp's working the grill.

So?

So?

Billy Camp has the worst hay fever I've ever seen.

Feel this wind?

Feel it?

[Billy sneezing]

I will be right back.

Here we go. Act natural.

Okay. What is it?

Oh!

Oh, my.

This is great. Now what?

Does anyone have any binoculars?

No. No. You see, we don't carry binoculars.

Ooh, never mind.

I found some here in my pocket.

There it is! Just like I saw it.

Want to tell me what I'm looking for, please?

Uh, I'm--I'm not sure exactly.

I see a bone?

What, a human bone?

No. No.

Rawhide? And a ball.

Holy crap.

Call for backup.

What?

What do you see, Detective?

[siren wails]

I can't believe they won't let us in. This is lame.

And you were so polite when you asked the S.W.A.T. team

to issue you the Luger.

Just make sure you act in awe of me

when they come to say I was completely right.

Oh, and maybe a little afraid

like my powers could possibly be used for evil.

Oh, watch out! Watch out!

Ha ha ha. For what, its tongue?

That thing could be vicious.

Yeah. Diabolical with its calculated

decoy tail wagging.

There's blood on its whiskers!

That's not blood. That's Snausages.

Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure.

Either that or he just mauled a mountain lion.

Come on, Gus.

Mr. Spencer, follow me.

Now if there's any press,

make sure you mention our agency.

We don't have an agency.

Yes, we do. I applied for a DBA on-line.

Which reminds me, we're going to need a name.

Mind Masters, already taken.

Make sure you tell them that we do private cases.

'Cause I bet the department's only going to be good

for one or two months.

You tell them. I can't.

I'm secretive, mysterious, enigmatic.

Delusional.

Remember, act surprised.

Wow.

It is just like I saw before.

[barking]

[whimpering]

Pardon me.

Ladies.

Gentlemen.

[high-pitched screaming]

The department has been approved

to call on you again, Mr. Spencer.

Even though this case didn't end up exactly the way we hoped, I thank you for your services.

You were invaluable. Thank you.

Thank you.

You're making a huge mistake. This case isn't closed.

Pardon me?

Murder, suicide?

Come on. You're buying that?

I'm not buying anything. Those are the facts.

I'll buy it.

I understand.

I do.

You'd like to shut the book

on this as quickly as possible.

It's fine.

- They had a falling out. - Before they got the money?

Why? What did they have to fight about before they got the cash?

Might I remind you, Mr. Spencer, you are not a detective.

I just need to speak to the witnesses again.

The McCallum family has been through enough,

and this conversation is over.

Thank you.

Uh, we parked in a parking structure.

Do you validate?

Would it make any difference

if I told you Camden McCallum, Jr.

spoke to me...

from beyond the grave?

Shut the door on your way out.

[under his breath] Damn it.

What are you doing? That was the Chief of Police.

Interim Chief.

And have you considered that Camden McCallum

may have been alive the first time we went

to that cabin? No.

Well, I have.

I need to talk to that guy.

Whoa, whoa. No. Come on, Gus. Just for a second.

The man is practically almost my father-in-law.

Make no mistake, Shawn, I will kill you.

Okay.

I appreciate the fact that you think

you can beat me up.

But I think our last scuffle proves otherwise.

Are you talking about the Cinnamon Festival?

Yes. You do remember!

Okay.

First of all, I was six. And I had a cast!

Which many would construe as a clear advantage.

It's like having a weapon attached to your arm.

Oh, great,

now the Chief is staring right at us.

Mr. McCallum!

Chief wants them left alone.

Well, we all want to be left alone.

Yeah, some more than others. What's with his wrist?

You don't give up, do you?

I do give up. All the time.

But not until the moment is right.

Now come on.

I know you don't think this adds up either.

Okay, the rumor is he tried to off himself.

Off himself.

The war hero?

The man who's seen everything?

No. That's not it. That's definitely not it.

You know everything, don't you?

Yeah. It's scary, isn't it?

Something is going on,

and I'm gonna find out what it is.

No. You're not going anywhere near that man.

In fact, I'm going to make certain

you never hear from the department again.

Whoa!

I'm getting strong vibrations that you might be wrong.

I'm on to you.

You've got a source somewhere

and I'm going to find it.

You think this is some sort of game?

I'm not going to let you just waltz around here

like some kid in a candy store.

Let me be honest with you, Detective.

I used to work in a candy store

and it's nothing like this.

You're in over your head, mystic.

[doorbell rings]

Hi, Dad.

Shawn.

You didn't tell me you moved back.

You didn't tell me you moved away.

That was different. Was it?

Yeah. I was busy trying to help my mom

through her divorce.

Well, it's nice to see you, too, son.

Can I come in?

No.

I was on my way out to lunch.

You can come with me if you don't bring this thing.

When I was in the department,

there were two things I hated in this world.

Private investigators and psychics.

Congratulations, kid.

You just hit the disappointment exacta.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

It sort of happened by accident.

What are you gonna do when you get caught?

Move out of town?

I'm not going to get caught.

Shawn, this is just like everything else.

Three months from now,

you're going to be on a bus going to Minneapolis

cause you found your calling as a weather man.

It's not like that this time.

Have you been listening to me?

I finally figured out a way to use my special gift.

You should be thrilled.

You're the one that made me this way.

I'm good at this.

Oh.

Oh, oh, I see. You're so good at it,

what are you doing knocking at my door?

You think I came to you for help.

Okay.

There was no ransom drop.

I'm not gonna be a part of this.

Come on.

Would you just hear me out?

Okay. No ransom drop.

So what? Big deal.

So six days? Nothing? Not even a demand?

It happens all the time. It's not unprecedented.

They try to create panic in the family.

Yeah, I know. I know. But not this guy.

This guy wanted it done quickly.

I know that. Well, then you missed something.

You've been driving your motorcycle all across the country,

working your bungee cord jumping expeditions.

You're soft. Hey, pal, it happens.

I'm not soft.

I'm sharper than I've ever been.

Close your eyes.

Heh!

No way. I'm not seven.

Close your eyes. Any longer, I'll think you're cheating.

How many hats are in the room?

All right. Fine.

Just in case you're trying to pull a fast one,

I'm not counting the one in your pocket.

Nylon fishing hat on the loner in the corner.

Foam cap on the kid who's too young to know

they were lame the first time they came out.

Both truckers. One a concrete company I've never heard of.

The other advertising free moustache rides.

I'm fairly certain no one's taken him up on that offer.

Norwegian girl. Ponytail pulled out the back.

Unfortunately, she's married.

And our friendly bartender

wearing the official hat of the restaurant.

Six hats.

And?

That's it.

Sorry, pal, there are seven hats.

I can't help you. You missed something.

I didn't miss anything.

There are seven hats, Shawn.

Were. Before I closed my eyes.

Cowboy hat walked out

while I was ridiculing moustache rides.

Come on. I heard her boots.

All right. Close enough.

Close enough? No. I nailed that.

Yeah, but you changed the rules.

But, hey, if it makes you happy.

Change the rules.

I did not change the rules.

What I did was nail it and you know it.

Shawn, you want my advice,

go out, get yourself a real job, grow up.

In the meantime,

you might want to ask yourself

who you're trusting in this case

that maybe you shouldn't.

'Cause obviously, you're overlooking somebody.

Thanks for lunch.

(Gus) Why are we at the McCallum offices?

What is the magnification on these things? 2X.

Okay, we need to stop at Walmart on the way home.

Why don't you just take your big, loud motorcycle?

Ooh, here we go. Here we go.

Oh, hell no.

You got me out of work so you could stalk a girl?

Damn it. What is he doing here?

I can't believe this!

What's up with his hair? It's horrible.

I knew I should've had him picked up for questioning.

That is not the way

a grown man kisses a grown woman.

We're--we're fine.

Why does she look so nervous?

Oh, no.

Is it just me or does that bag look like it's filled

with stacks of ransom money?

Give me that.

Oh, my God.

Katarina.

It was her.

You're dating a murderer.

Not exclusively. Wow.

[laughing]

(Gus) You see, I knew there was a reason

she went for you so easily.

She wasn't lying, Gus.

I know when people are lying.

Oh, yeah? Apparently not.

You just got played.

[laughs]

(Gus) Should we call the cops?

(Shawn) Too late for that.

You could pretend you had a vision

of a girl totally manipulating you.

Would you stop?

What should we-- What should we do?

There's only one thing to do.

Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

Shawn?

Hey!

Ha ha!

What are you doing? Helping.

You're supposed to stay at the car.

You didn't tell me. Well, come on!

Gus, you locked the car?

It's a bad neighborhood!

What in the world's going on, Shawn?

I know what's in the bag.

You do?

You're good. Very good.

I didn't consider

who'd be the sole heir to the McCallum fortune

if Camden was out of the picture.

Okay, okay. Wh--

You think I want my family's money?

You don't need it, do you,

now that you've got...

this money!

We've got to get better binoculars.

Katarina...

Go buy the bag.

What, you want a souvenir of your ineptitude?

I need to get a better look inside the bag.

I'm not going in there. That guy wants to kill us.

Gus, this guy works in a thrift store.

Okay? He's a big, furry hearted,

good Samaritan.

Come on.

I'll be right here.

Go ahead.

Mm-hmm.

What the hell do you want?

Can I have the bag?

You serious?

Just the bag.

Not the clothes.

I'll pay you for it.

You've got some nerve coming in here.

I can't believe this!

Neither can I.

I've gone to jail for less than you.

Jail's no fun.

I'll tell you that much. Oh, you've been.

Once. In Monopoly.

Okay, hold on, hold on. Who's that?

Hey! Move, move, move, move!

Hey, get back here!

You, hey!

[engine starts]

Go, go, go!

(Shawn) I can't believe

you sold me out like that!

You didn't tell me I was a decoy!

Of course you're the decoy!

[sniffs]

Seems pretty clean.

What, they didn't happen to leave a ransom note inside?

Give me some money.

Get your own money.

Gus, I'll give it back.

Seriously, this is all you carry?

Okay. [clears throat]

So we've got five stacks going across.

You figure four going long ways.

Ten stacks in each pile

based on the wear and the indentation...

Depending on the denomination,

uh, this could easily be $5 million.

You're kidding.

Give or take.

You got that from a groove on the side?

Come on, Gus.

Any small child could've figured that out.

So somebody at that house did pay a ransom.

Mm-hmm. Or tried too.

Who?

I don't know.

We're going to need more than my psychic powers

to figure this out.

Here to scope out the new meter maids?

Nope. I am here to see you.

Not interested.

I know you. You have someone special.

He's married and/or separated.

Is there a point to this, Mr. Spencer?

Of course.

You and I have something in common.

What's that?

We both know this case is nowhere near closed.

Unfortunately, gut feelings

aren't admissible in a California court.

How about motive?

What do you have?

Nothing. Yet.

But I've seen something.

Seen or seen.

Well, what do you think?

Okay, what do you need?

Everything you have on Malcolm Orso.

He was Camden's accomplice.

I'll get fired.

Will you really? Because it seems like a gray area to me.

That's the problem with you, Mr. Spencer.

You live your entire life in a gray area.

That's not true.

Though I generally vacation in gray areas.

We can't talk here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up.

It says Orso was seen in the town near the cabin.

Yeah. Twice.

Early in the week by a store owner.

What was he buying?

Nothing.

The old man just saw him on the street.

Same old man sees him two times?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Orso had one of those modified mufflers on his Nova.

You could hear him a block away.

You'll need a new target sheet.

Oh, oh, no, no, no.

This is, uh,

this is fine.

Wow.

They're so much lighter when they're filled with water.

You missed.

Did I really?

Look at that.

It's a perfect match.

Damn.

I'm telling you,

there's no way Katarina's going to talk to you.

Yeah, well, I sort of lied about that part.

We're not here to see Katarina.

Who we here to see?

This is highly inappropriate, Mr. Spencer.

The investigation is over.

What if they got the wrong man?

And who would the right man be?

You.

Mr. McCallum, I didn't have anything to do with this.

I killed my own son?

If it makes you feel any better, I don't think you meant to.

You're not a detective. You're not even a cop.

You're right. I'm a psychic.

And I saw the whole thing.

I see a ransom drop.

You're doing everything they ask.

You didn't call the police.

You're thinking of nothing but the security of your son.

After all, what's $5 million to you?

You're driving away. I can see it.

Something strange happens. You recognize the car.

You pass it on the hill. It's Malcolm Orso's.

You've seen it hundreds of times at your house

ever since high school.

Maybe it confirms a suspicion that you already have.

You know where they are.

You know the cabin.

He's making coffee.

You didn't mean to kill him, did you?

No. Just knock him around a little bit. Teach him a lesson.

But he falls to the floor.

He slams his head on the oak table.

He's dead.

You know he's dead.

Orso walks in, finds you.

He's got a half-ass pistol. But he's no criminal.

You know there's only one way to cover your tracks.

You take care of him too.

[dog barking]

Make it look like a suicide.

[dog barking]

Then you come home,

inform the police, and you wait.

You wait for a ransom call that will never come.

Police eat it up.

It's easy to look shaken after all you've done.

You might even be willing to take your own life.

You have an overactive imagination.

Perhaps a side effect

of your gift.

Shawn, we need to go. Not yet.

I'm about to throw up on a Turkish carpet.

No, you're not. It's in my esophagus.

The second door on the left. Turn on the fan and flush.

I will not have this incident rehashed over and over again!

I know what your relationship was with your son.

Oh, really.

I have a father that I disappoint all the time.

I'm sure you do.

I know how you feel.

This was it.

This was the straw that broke the camel's back, wasn't it?

To think 18 months ago, he sat across from you,

looked you right in the eye

and said, "Dad, I'm going to clean up my act this time.

"This time, I am going to change.

I swear."

To know that he duped you

and you fell for it all over again

must've sent you into a state

that even you can't believe.

Mr. Spencer, I've been assured

by the Lieutenant Governor

that this case will not cast a pall

over my family.

But I can assure you,

it's gonna cast one over yours.

My very first case, I'm already being threatened. Wow.

(Gus) Shawn, let's go.

Not quite finished.

We're going now.

Listen to your friend.

I'll be back.

No, you won't.

Okay, we're going.

We're clearly going. All right!

Dude, what are you doing?

We had him on the ropes.

It wasn't the right tactic.

Oh, you're the expert now?

Consumine. What?

Consumine. It's for dog bites.

I have some samples. Gus, what are you saying to me?

I'm saying there was a bottle of it

in the medicine cabinet prescribed Wednesday.

You wonder why he had on that long-sleeve shirt

in the heat that first day?

Oh, my gosh. That dog did have blood on his teeth.

I told you it wasn't Snausages.

We're never getting back in there. I know.

Just give me a second.

What are you doing?

- I'm thinking. - You look ridiculous.

Now what are you doing? I'm calling the cops.

For what? You heard the guy in there. They're never going to come.

I'm not calling the cops on him. I'm calling the cops on us.

We need this to play out in front of an audience with all the major players in place.

(woman) Santa Barbara Police Department. Yes. Hello.

I'm calling from the McCallum residence.

There's an intruder here who simply won't leave.

He's claiming to be a psychic that works for your department.

Pardon me?

Mr. McCallum is enraged, and he wants this handled by the highest authority possible.

Please send the Chief immediately.

[Shawn sniffs]

Did you really vomit?

Who called them?

I don't know, sir. Maybe the back staff.

Those two gentlemen have not left the driveway.

Would you like me to send them all away? No.

Let's finish this.

As you can see, Karen, this simply cannot happen.

It'll be taken care of. Believe me.

He was given clear instructions to stay away.

I understand, but...

It's times like this I remember why I love my job so much.

Any time, Shawn.

He's getting cocky. Give it a sec.

We're gonna be in a city jail in a sec.

Uh-huh. Here we are.

[thud] Oh!

I'm sorry. Did that hurt?

Ah, something's happening!

Ah! Stop it!

Gus!

Something's happening!

Stop it. Ah! Ah!

Wait.

Ah!

The dog! Shut up.

He's biting the intruder!

He knows him! It's someone he knows! The dog knows him!

Stop talking.

Ouch! Ow!

The teeth are digging in.

Shut up! Oh, there's blood!

Ah! Ah!

It's him! It's McCallum!

I can see his face! The killer is McCallum.

Check his wrist!

Check his right wrist!

The teeth marks will match up!

Get him out of here!

Check the wrist!

No one is checking any part of me.

Why not? Huh?

We could close this out immediately, discredit him right here.

That's an awful wound you have bandaged there.

This is outrageous!

Do you really want to do this?

We could do this now...

or I could call in a warrant.

I'll call my lawyer.

I'll be right here.

I see a doctor!

I'm seeing a doctor.

Dr. Bendali. And a word.

Consumine.

Yeah, it's for dog bites. The wound is fresh.

Check the wound!

It's a fresh wound. It's still a fresh wound.

I-It was an accident.

I-I didn't--

What?

Sergeant.

(Sergeant) Come this way, sir.

You want to take these cuffs off of me, please?

Thank you.

Seriously.

How?

I wish I knew.

So, you think this pretty much ruins my chances with Katarina?

There she is.

Don't ever walk into my office without knocking.

I'm sorry. I got excited.

You know what I'll do to you?

Yes. You do?

I'm a psychic.

I'm just finishing up in here.

I'll be with you in a moment.

That's all right. I've gotta get going. Thank you for coming.

You've been a big help.

Son.

Dad.

Have a seat.

I was considering adding you to my speed dial, Mr. Spencer,

but I would be remiss if I didn't do

a little background check, don't you think?

Uh...yes?

I asked your dad how long you've had the gift.

Look, my father's memory is pretty cloudy.

Oh, it certainly is.

His recollection doesn't match up with your assertion at all.

I can explain that.

You said you've had this ability your whole life.

Well...whole life.

I mean, it's a bit of a gray area.

He said you didn't get it until you were 18.

He said that?

Mm-hmm.

Wow.

That is just like him.

The man simply refuses to acknowledge

my abilities, my gifts.

Can we discuss my fee?

There's a check in the cage.

Sign for it and then come back in.

Come--come back in here?

Mm-hmm. Why?

You familiar with a chop shop in Summerland?

Dad!

So are you gonna continue with this little charade?

Well, it sort of gives me carte blanche, you know.

I mean, I can work cases for the department.

I can do private jobs.

In fact, I've already got another case.

Be aware.

This is the last time I cover for you, pal.

I'm not okay with this, Shawn.

Any of it.

I don't expect you to be, Dad.

[engine starts]

Awesome!

Psych?

As in, "Got you."

Or as in "psych-ic."

You named your fake detective agency Psych?

Why don't you just call it,

"Hey, We're Fooling You and the Police Department.

"Hope We Don't Make a Mistake

and Someone Dies Because of It."

First of all, Gus, that name is entirely too long.

It would never fit on the window.

And secondly, the best way to convince people

you're not lying to them is to tell them you are.

Whatever, Shawn.

It's your agency. Go for it.

Actually...

it's our agency.

I put your name on the lease as well.

Tell me. Does that look anything like your signature?

I gave it a shot. This better be a joke.

Don't worry. You won't have to do a thing.

I have worked out every last detail.

- What's your dental plan? - Don't get cavities.

- Health plan? - Same, but with Hepatitis and shingles.

So I'm supposed to quit my job,

skip over, and do this for no guaranteed money.

No guaranteed money, but all guaranteed fun!

No! No more cases, Shawn.

It was fun for a few days.

Well, it's gonna have to be fun

for a minimum of six months,

or we'll have to pay a lease penalty.

Which would be a blemish

on your otherwise very impressive credit report.

You solved one mystery

and now you renting office space?

Gus!

I've solved a bunch of mysteries.

For instance, the mystery of who kept stealing your newspaper.

Answer: me!

The mystery of what we're doing this weekend.

Hint. It involves dragsters.

And finally,

the mystery that is the case

the Chief just brought me in on.

You got another case already?

A car thief got poisoned by his boss.

He used something over the counter.

Phisidine. No.

Phisadirble. No.

Uh...Ph-- Phisadrine?

That's it!

Wow. How'd he do that?

I'll tell you on the way.

Just for today, right?

Absolutely.

[engine starts]

* I know you know

* That I'm not telling the truth *

* I know you know

* They just don't have any proof *

* Where's 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

* I know you know

*

* 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 crawl *

* I know you know

* That I'm not telling the truth *

* I know you know

* They just don't have any proof *

* Where's the deception

* Learn how to bend

* Your worst inhibitions

* Tend to psych you out in the end *