Psych: The Movie Page #7

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just your problem?

It's more complicated

than that.

- It's not. It's...it's not.

And it's certainly

not more complicated

than me designing

the psychphrancisco office

with a "Gremlins" motif.

And you signed off

when no one else would.

No one else got it.

Except for you.

You always have my back.

Because that's how we do it.

We take on these...

these crazy obstacles, right?

And...and we come at it together

and we work through it,

because we are an us.

We are a we.

We are...we are lovers

in the nighttime.

Are we? Do we?

Should we?

I don't know, you're...

you're Dr. Suessing me now.

I don't even know...what am I

supposed to do with that?

Sorry, I'm just really

wound up right now.

- Maybe...

I should help you unwind.

Huh? Maybe?

Maybe a little bit of bacon?

That's very sweet of you.

But I'm gonna go outside

and get some air.

- Okay.

You should try

to get some sleep.

- Hey there, partner.

- Hey, Carlton.

I'm sorry to bother you

so late.

- I talked to Henry.

I'm so sorry to hear

about Sam.

- It was my fault, Carlton.

- I highly doubt that.

- No, it was.

I colored outside the lines.

- I see.

But I'm not your priest,

O'Hara.

Besides, we're cops,

not saints.

- But you are a saint.

And you taught me

to be one too.

Listen to me,

I took an oath

to put the lives of strangers

before my own.

Meanwhile, I have a daughter

who says a little prayer

every morning

asking Jesus to please

let her daddy make

it home for dinner.

So, yes, I believe in a code.

But I also believe in doing

whatever it takes

to make sure bad people

don't hurt good people.

Sometimes that means

getting creative.

- I think I created a monster.

Well, if you created

the son of a b*tch,

then you can take him out.

I'll be there by morning.

Absolutely not.

I can clean up my own messes.

- Man, I know what you can do.

You be careful out there.

And tell Spencer

to keep sucking it.

Like, keep at it.

Do not stop.

Will do.

Please give my best

to your girls.

Jules?

Gus!

Wake up!

Gus, wake up!

I think someone's here!

Gus!

Gus, wake up!

Freeze!

- Hey, Shawn.

- Mary?

Wait... Mary?

- Just a little amuse-bouche.

I uncorked a Malbec

and I crafted a cheese board.

Heavy on the manchego for you,

sans anything blue for me.

It crumbles.

I don't care for that.

Have a slab.

- I...

- Stay gold.

I'm dreaming.

God.

You scared me, man.

- You look handsome.

Leathery.

- Oh, get out of here.

You haven't aged a day.

Come on, live fast,

die young,

leave a soft-faced corpse.

Shawn.

Do I look like

Richard Thomas to you?

- John-Boy Richard Thomas?

There are those beyond

the Pearly Gates

that think there's

a resemblance,

and I don't see it, friend.

How's your girl?

- She's good.

She's, uh...

she's got a lot going on...

- Mm.

- Right now.

It's...

- Good.

- It's complicated.

- Oh.

Yeah.

- If I don't find that ring,

I am gonna blow it with her

all over again, man.

- Oh, Shawn.

I know what you need.

Oh, no.

Not...I don't...

Mary, easy.

Mary...

- I've lost my mind

On what I'd find

All of the pressures

that I left behind

On Allison Road

- Warm drawn butter.

- I know.

both:
Fools in the rain

If the sun gets through

Fires in the Heaven

of the eyes I knew

On Allison Road

- You were right.

The Gin Blossoms is exactly

what I needed.

Dark clouds file,

the moon is near

Birds fly by a.m.

in her bedroom stare

There's no telling

what I might find

I couldn't see I was

lost at the time

both:
Jingle jangle dingle

dangle jingle jangle ding

Jingle jongle dingle dongle

Allison Road

Jingle jangle dingle dangle

jingle jangle ding

Jingle jongle dingle dongle

Allison Road

I can see I was

lost at the time...

Wait for it...

Could you please

keep it down?!

I am trying to meditate.

What is that?

Why is he doing that?

- Why is he here? Why is...

- What is that?

This is my dream!

- This isn't for you.

- Is nothing sacred anymore?!

- Fine.

both:
On Allison Road

- Whoo-hoooo...

- Shawn.

Shawn!

Shawn!

Would you stop singing

and wake up?

It's morning.

- I got to feed the pony.

Ugh.

Stop calling me, Mischa.

I'm out.

Vandalizing cars? Petty theft?

You're rich and bored,

and it's gross.

And by the way, everyone knows

you stuff your bra.

Well, John Hughes,

eat your heart out.

I mean, I wish I had

that kind of courage

when I was your age.

Bravo.

Thanks, but I'm

not really cool

with talking to strangers.

Fair enough.

I'll do all the talking.

I'm surprised you got here

before Juliet, Chief,

considering how much closer

she is to your daughter,

- Don't worry, she'll be here.

And she still has

seven minutes.

- Do I look worried?

I'm wearing ladies' makeup

right now.

Ah, the belle of the ball.

Just in time.

Thank you for coming

so quickly.

I wasn't expecting

the cavalry.

They didn't give me

a choice.

- What's this?

Does no one think the rules

apply to them anymore?

Now I've got to call this in

on this stupid walkie-talkie.

- Call it in to who?

- Whom. To whom.

Can someone please

explain that to him?

Okay. Clearly we are

dealing with more

than just the Thin White Duke,

Heather Rockrear,

and the Black Gentleman Dandy.

Which means Gus and I should

definitely be packing.

- Not a chance.

- Come on!

- That's easy for you to say.

We're gonna be sitting ducks

out there.

My perfect head is like catnip

to a long-range rifle scope.

Hi, Karen.

All right, looks like

all of you can come.

Turns out this wasn't

altogether unexpected.

But you're all going to die.

And, moreover, nobody's

packing anything, all right?

You got a gun,

it goes in the bag.

And your butts on the boat.

Come on, move it.

You, too. I know you're

not packing anything.

Certainly not in your trousers.

Come on. You, in.

Move it. Let's go.

On the boat.

You too, sweetheart.

Come on.

Juliet, no need to

pat you down, right?

- So what's the plan?

Well, I didn't know we were

getting into a boat

until ten seconds again.

- I may make a jump for it.

How many sharks do you

think are in the bay?

- At least one.

- Dammit.

What are you

supposed to be now?

Is this The Riddler?

He's funny.

Do you keep him around

for the jokes?

Get in the boat, Tobolowsky!

You just called me

Tobolowsky.

That is a deep cut, and now

I am very rattled.

Shut up.

In you go.

Gus, what do you know

about Alcatraz?

- Not much.

Built in 1934,

336 mainline cells,

definitely haunted.

The legendary

"Birdman of Alcatraz"

did all of his actual breeding

in Leavenworth, Kansas.

Didn't you just say

"not much"?

I haven't been since they

closed for restoration

last year, Shawn.

No. Shawn,

there's no way he's

taking us to Alcatraz.

Well, I'm absolutely

mortified

that no one's here

to greet us,

but you just can't find

good help these days, can you?

Please, please, make your way

all the way to the front.

I'll be with you shortly.

Don't dawdle.

- Dude, I got to say,

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