Psych · Season 4
Yeah, and Skip here has romantic dreams about firemen that look like Dolph Lundgren.
[laughing] What?! I... you cheeky screwball. What I tell you? He's wacko.
No. You said it was late and you were in the fire house and you slid down this large pole...
Why? Why?
Dude, are my eyes seeing what my brain is telling my eyes that they're seeing?
How do you escape when you're locked in the trunk of a car?
When? Don't you mean "if" as in like maybe never?
Not today, kid; your survival training starts right now. [throws Shawn into trunk of his car as their neighbor walks by and looks scandalized] It's okay, Mrs. Nusbaum, everything's fine; got the keys right here, just teaching Shawn a little survival technique, thank you. All right, Shawn. Here's what you want to do. You want to feel for the brake light. You feel it, it's right over here. You would kick it out. [Shawn kicks out the taillight] I didn't say to actually do it, I said you would do it.
[to Shawn] Nice shooting, Detective.
Did you just call me detective?
No.
Have at it. Who knows, maybe you'll solve the great ice cream crime caper of the century?
Crime of the century, huh? Still have 91 years to solve that one. Gus and I are gonna pace ourselves. We accept.
But know this: one stupid move, and I've got more than enough plastic bags for your body parts.
Note to self: call Hefty with commercial idea.
[seeing Gus and Juliet pulling up along side the truck he is held captive in on the highway] Look at you, buddy, you're just like Vin Diesel!
That makes Jules Michelle Rodriguez, and you Paul Walker!
This is no good!
Don't worry, Shawn, you're gonna make it!
No, I know I'll be fine. I just really don't wanna be Paul Walker, not even for a day.
You could be Lucas Black from Tokyo Drift, but then we wouldn't be in the movie with you!
That's weird. I'll just be Walker.
Look man, I have been shot! I am jumping on somebody's car!
[to Henry] Spencer, what the hell are you doing?
Which Spencer are you talking to?
What does it matter? You're the same person!
Am not!
[to Lassiter] Well, come on, Mr. Viability.
There was a pretty good chance I was bitten by a tick back there... I could be going through the beginning stages of Lyme disease.
Oh man up.
You're juicing, aren't you? I knew it.
Think you can pick up the pace, Mr. Viability?
There's an excellent chance I was bitten by a tick back there. I could be going through the beginning stages of Lyme disease.
Man up, Detective
What is it? Steroids, right? You're juicing, aren't you? I knew it.
[holds up a weapon] What is this?
That is an anti-tank weapon, and you're pointing it at yourself.
You brought a date to the crime scene?
It was either this or ice skating.
[about an army commercial] Look at all the stuff they're getting done while you're lying there slacking off. What does that make you want to do?
Go into advertising. That's a really catchy jingle. Seriously, I can't get it out of my head.
I assume you realize this kind of idiocy will not be tolerated on my base!
Is there another type of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?
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