Psych (2006–2014): Season 4, Episode 14 - Think Tank - full transcript

- What are you doing?
- My book report.

Didn't you just start this book
a half an hour ago?

Yeah, I read the flap
and then the first chapter,

then I totally figured out the ending,
so it's cool.

- How do you know that you're right?
- You taught me how to draw conclusions.

You know what you're doing,
don't you?

Banking a whole afternoon
of video game time.

You're operating
on incomplete information. It's sloppy,

you're gonna find yourself
embarrassed by it.

Dad, please, it's pretty obvious
to figure out what's gonna happen.

Wilbur's gonna win the pig ribbon,



and he and Charlotte
are gonna live happily ever after.

All right,

I'll tell you what.

If you get an "A" on that report,

- I'm gonna take you to Disneyland.
- Sweet!

Good luck, kiddo.

You were doing exactly
what I'm doing now

when you poisoned...

Mr. Camfini's pizza.

Think about what you want
on this pizza.

It's the last one you'll eat
before you go to prison... for murder.

I could also do a calzone.
It's the same basic principle, right?

Where's the pineapple?
You guys don't have any pineapple?

Dad?



- You gotta stop.
- I've made a pizza before.

You've got the wrong guy.

He's the only one
who couldn't possibly have done this.

- Didn't you ever read the case file?
- Yeah, I read th...

Went over the summary and part of...
I don't have time to read case files.

Medical alert bracelet.

- The guy can't handle nuts.
- What?

Shawn, the poison
was dissolved in peanut oil.

His hands would look like baseball mitts
if he even got near that poison.

What'd I tell you?

First of all, let me apologize
for this interruption of process.

I borrowed $5
from my father last week,

and he's decided that now
would be an appropriate time to collect.

Here you go, pop.

Here's your five clams.
Take it.

Buy your lotto tickets.

Waste it on false hopes,
easy dreams.

Meanwhile,
I will go back to doing what I do,

which is working for a living.

Speaking of working for a living,
how can you, sir,

stand there with a clean conscience,

while I accuse
an innocent young man of murder,

when it was in fact you...

who poisoned Mr. Camfini's pizza?

You did this?

Yes, I did.

I've had this place for 25 years.

I wasn't gonna let anyone sell off
my place to some chain.

- This is a family business.
- I know.

I'm your nephew.

You were gonna let him take me?

You know what? My work here is done.
Jules, cuff him.

Lassie, finish topping that pizza.

I got here as fast as I could.
What did I miss?

Just me nailin' that guy.

What are you talking about?
I nailed the guy.

How can you rewrite history?

He wrote a term paper
on president Mitchell.

The fact is,
I saved your ass in there once again.

- It's not the first time.
- Name another.

Are you kidding? When don't you come
to me for last-minute guidance?

I'm in a slump.
Gimme a break.

I'll give you this one
on a technicality.

But all the other stuff you do,
does that fall under fatherly duties?

Did that not sound like a thank you?

Hello. Walter Snowden.

I'd like to introduce myself
and say very impressive work.

Thanks, Walt.
I'm Shawn Spencer.

- This is my partner...
- Burton Guster.

Or should I say Ghee Buttersnaps

or Lavender Gooms
or Clementine Wooliesocks, perhaps?

- This guy really is a fan.
- A fan or a stalker.

Ghee Buttersnaps was said on a secure
military base with no one else around.

Let's just say I've been following
your work for quite a while now,

and this last is very impressive.

I thought you were going
to accuse that first gentleman.

Would have been
completely ridiculous.

I wouldn't say completely ridiculous.
He did have a douchey face.

I saw what you were up to.
You turned it around.

You created a false sense of security
for the real culprit,

and then you coerced
a confession out of him.

I mean, that was just...

Brilliant.

Let's just say that I am amazing
and leave it at that.

I'd like to offer you a job.

Thank you, but no, thank you.
He already has a job.

Now, this is for the both of you,
actually.

I run a fairly well-known
private security firm,

and I'm working for a gentleman
who is quite... important.

Walt, our jobs require that we go
shirtless at any given moment,

and this, no offense,
sounds a little dry.

It's a two-week operation.
I'll offer you $8,500 a day.

- Do the math.
- Gus, do the math.

That's a lot of money.

What would we be doing exactly?

You'd be part
of a prestigious think tank.

- A think tank?
- A hand-picked assembly of experts,

who would be working with my client,
Mr. Ashton Bonaventure.

- The billionaire businessman?
- That's fantastic.

I love that guy.
I love his mane.

He's looking for new product ideas.

No product ideas.

He will be after I pitch him
the concept for the electric sponge.

This has nothing to do
with businesses.

So what will we be doing?

Preventing his assassination.

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"Think Tank"

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The latest threat
on Mr. Bonaventure's life

has been alarmingly precise.

It states he will not survive
his speech in Santa Barbara.

Any questions
before we get in the room?

When will Gus and I be riding
in Mr. Bonaventure's hot air balloon?

I don't even see
where that is a part of your duties.

I see.

Can I ride on the back of his jet ski
while he performs water doughnuts?

I don't see
how that'll help protect him.

Will he at least leave the outgoing
message on my answering machine?

I believe in doing whatever it takes
to stimulate the creative process,

within limits, and to that effect,

I have addressed all of the items
on your contract rider.

Rider?

We have people looking
for your regulation-size trampoline,

the packs of Big League Chew,

and, of course, Mr. Guster's
official NBA "let's blast it" air horn.

- I didn't want one of those.
- No, they'll find it.

This is where your work begins.

Now, the experts inside here
are the brightest minds in their fields.

The ideas
will be flying around fast.

Now we'll go over every attack
scenario imaginable.

Mr. Bonaventure's life
depends upon it.

Hope you're ready.

Oh, my God.

- Look at all the Skittles!
- You ordered them, Mr. Spencer.

I'd like to introduce you
to your fellow think tank members.

This is Fred Collins Boyd,

who is a retired agent
for the secret service.

He was hand-picked
by president Reagan.

Reagan was the one after Mitchell?

President Mitchell
was played by Kevin Kline in Dave.

- He's a fictional character.
- No.

Dave was a fictional character
who looked like president Mitchell.

And Svetlana Progoyovic,

formerly an independent contractor
working with government agencies,

including the K.G.B.

She's now working for the American
government in a preventative capacity.

- Independent contractor. That mean...
- Hit woman? Yes.

- I shouldn't try...
- Don't even think about it.

And rounding out our team is Alan Zenuk,
who graduated from M.I.T.

And is now
a leading crime statistician,

dealing with odds and probabilities.

I see. But didn't Winnie
from The Wonder Years also do that,

and wouldn't it have been way cooler
to have her instead?

And I'd like to introduce you
to Shawn Spencer

and Burton Guster,
who started a psychic detective agency

four years ago and have since solved
an impressive number of cases

for the local police department.

- Gentlemen, have a seat.
- All right.

And, of course, you all know by now
this is our client,

maverick billionaire,
Ashton Bonaventure.

He is an innovator on the cutting edge
of the technological industry.

That makes sense. I saw on Cribs that
he has a soda fountain in his bedroom.

Yes, well, oddly enough,
that is correct as well.

He also turned Wall Street upside down
when he bought out Tetron Tech in '98.

- Thousands of people lost their jobs.
- Mr. Guster is on point, actually.

You do not do as well as he has done

without leaving a tidal wave of enemies
in your wake,

and there have been three attempts
on his life in the last two years.

It has become painfully apparent
that there are blind spots

in his security detail,

and it is your job
to tell us what they are.

If a bad guy can do it, I want us
to have considered it beforehand.

- Any questions?
- Yes, I have a question

for the statistician formerly known
as Kenneth Branagh.

Without looking, can you tell me exactly
how many Skittles are in this bowl?

Sorry.
And what is the probability

that Gus will choose a green one?

Excuse me. What brings
Mr. Bonaventure to Santa Barbara?

The purpose of the visit

is the company's annual board
of directors address

and to announce the rollout
of a major new product.

Perhaps we should hear the rest
from Mr. Bonaventure himself.

Hello, team.
Thank you for participating.

I can't imagine what it's like

to be in your shoes right now,
having your responsibilities.

Just know
that I will do whatever I can

to help you keep me alive out there,
all right?

We're here to serve you, sir,
so relax.

- We're on top of it.
- Mr. Bonaventure?

Spencer... Shawn Spencer here.

Do you think that there is a market
for a comb that works while you sleep?

You have to push the button to talk.

- Can you...
- No. I'm not gonna ask him again.

He went scrooge on me.
Did you hear that?

If there's nothing more,
let's get to work.

This is a schematic of the building
where we think the attacker will strike.

I'm lookin' at the service entrance
to the lower kitchen of the hotel here.

It is off-limits.

You cannot control a working environment
with that many moving pieces.

I agree. Most breaches
would occur in that kitchen.

The only tactic here is to make
the security team look the other way.

Give me that map. I'll show you.

We're not participating.

They might
as well be speaking Australian.

Now, look, it's like part giraffe,
part Loch Ness monster.

Say something.

I'm having a vision.

Mr. Snowden.

You still care for her very deeply,
don't you?

That's correct.

Svetlana?

You recently moved
into a new residence, did you not?

Congratulations.
Very sexy.

Lava lamps, yes?

- What does that have to do with that?
- I'm not sure yet, Boyd.

That is how my gift works.

It's like acid reflux,
but instead of acid,

it's psychic-ness.
It's psychic-ness reflux.

- I'll tell you when you're gonna die.
- Thanks for the parlor tricks, but no.

If you don't mind, we're trying
to figure out what we're supposed to do

if bullets fly in this tight kitchen
proximity here,

so if you don't have
anything on topic.

Under siege.

Seagal used a spatula
to deflect bullets.

So you're saying
we arm our people with spatulas?

No, I'm saying it was pretty cool,
and he's above the law again.

I calculate the probability of that
occurring to be 0.0%.

Let's switch to explosives
as a present threat.

I've seen tiny plastique explosives
in cell phones.

How crude and inaccurate.

Getting the phone to the target
is difficult enough.

Getting them to use it
is not predictable.

And how do you target your mark?

Personally,
I'm quite fond of poisons.

A cell phone isn't predictable enough,
but a poison is perfectly reliable.

- Is that what you're saying?
- I use skin contact.

I spray it directly on them.

It's as if I sneezed, and then it's...
How do you say?

Good night, Charlie.

Gus, how bad do you wish
you were Charlie?

She's a killer, Shawn.
She kills people.

- But how bad?
- Really bad.

- And how do you get close?
- The easy answer is any uniform.

An assassin is 40% more likely
to be disguised as a service person.

Whenever I consult,

I always suggest that we immediately
focus in on delivery personnel.

The public are conditioned to find
uniformed persons as less suspicious.

When I had to walk through a crowd,

I'd always try to appear
as femine and disarming as possible.

You wore a bikini
made of whipped cream?

I carry a baby.

A plastic one, of course.

I was born
without a maternal instinct.

The larger question is

what gaps are there in the security
system that we can't account for?

There are always gaps.
You can't account for everything.

We can. We have to.

Let's take a ten-minute break.

I have to have a conference call
with Mr. Bonaventure's advance team.

- Can I talk to you?
- Certainly.

- Excuse me.
- Excuse us.

We'll be right back.

Keep your eyes off my draft, Boyd.

Follow me.

Please tell me
that the trampoline has arrived.

- It's not the trampoline.
- What is it?

Time is of the "es-sance."

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, I understand.
We'll let 'em know right away, sir.

Over here, Shawn.

Dude, this is kind of exciting.
What's behind there?

- That says "exit".
- I know.

We are completely making fools
of ourselves inside there.

We need to cut our losses
and go home.

This slump of yours
is out of control.

I admit we're having
some early trouble,

but that room is
like kryptonite to my skills.

It's, like, neutralizing my weapons.
I need to see thingsand touch stuff.

Has it ever occurred to you
that these are the kind of people

that could figure out
you're not who you say you are?

- Come on, son.
- Do not do Ed Lover on me.

We need to wow them with ideas
and we're right back in business.

Or completely out of business.

If we're gonna stay here,
you need to call your dad.

- Since when do I need his help?
- You called him to get here.

Which we didn't use.

I may not be a planner,
or a detail man,

or a taxpayer,
but when push comes to shove, I work,

- and I get the job done.
- My gosh.

Now follow me back in there,
and let's blow these guys' minds,

scanners-style.

We chose this hotel specifically because
none of the surrounding buildings

are higher than two stories,

so if we surround him
with all six bodyguards,

then we have seemingly eliminated
all possibilities of an attack.

- So what are we missing?
- Here comes the wow.

- Yes, Mr. Spencer, you have something?
- As a matter of fact, I do, Walt.

If the assassin is unable
to take a shot from above,

then I think there is a very,
very good possibility

that he will shoot from beneath.

- From beneath?
- Indeed. Shoot from beneath.

So, what are you saying,
the killer's like a groundhog,

who digs little tunnels in the earth,
something like that?

- What are you calculating, Alan?
- The odds of Mr. Spencer getting fired.

What?

I think that's about enough for today.
Let's meet tomorrow, 8:00 sharp.

I was just gettin' warmed up, man.

It's really scraping the bottom
of the barrel, asking Lassie for help.

Your ability to know nothing
about real police work

has finally caught up to you.

- We can always just...
- We're not calling my dad.

I can do this by myself.

Exactly how does that work?

- Whatever do you mean, chief?
- With your father.

See, I saw him at the pizza place.

You sure did.

You see, he missed most
of my baseball games as a kid,

and recently, he has been trying
to show me more support in my ventures.

This is big boy work,
so what do you want?

Quick question, more of a trivia thing.
Kind of a "what if".

- Get to it.
- Have you ever given any thought

to how or when someone would try
to assassinate Ashton Bonaventure?

Don't spout out everything Tom Cruise
did in Valkyrie, I already pitched that.

Bonaventure?

- You're working for Bonaventure?
- Us and some other experts.

I've been trying
since forever to get

on one of these private
security details.

I wrote to Gerald Ford when I was a kid,
telling him I wanted to protect him,

and that I loved him.

This might be your lucky day,
'cause I'm thinking of letting you in.

- Throwing you a bone.
- I'm not going to help you.

If they wanted my ideas
they could have asked me themselves.

Gus has 100 large in his pocket.

Are you trying to bribe me?

Fair enough. You drive a hard bargain.
And 3 bucks for a baby nugget?

This is ridiculous! I know everything
there is about Bonaventure.

I've been dealing with his people
for weeks, coordinating crowd control.

I would have been a real asset
in that room.

I'm gonna call Bill McGoldrick.

- Who?
- He's head of security. He hate me.

I don't know him.
We've been dealing with Walter Snowden.

- Who's that?
- Walter Snowden?

- Head of Snowden security?
- I've never heard of Snowden security.

You don't know Walter Snowden?

I've never heard of Walter Snowden
or Snowden security in my life.

Who is he?

Perhaps we should hear the rest
from Mr. Bonaventure himself.

Just know...

He's the head of Bonaventure...

Head of think tank operations.

Crap.

Crap.

Now I gotta get a warrant
to get in this place.

What the hell?

Damn.

Skittles?

Bonaventure
has never heard of Snowden.

I don't get it.

We saw him on video.

- Video was fake, Gus.
- Fake?

Hello, team.
Thank you for participating.

It was footage of Bonaventure

at a golf tournament
or sales convention or something.

No, should have known better.

He would have loved
my pillow comb idea.

Snowden tried to kill him
in the past,

but he could never crack
Bonaventure's security.

If a bad guy can do it, I want us
to have considered it beforehand.

He puts together this think tank
to gather as many ideas as possible

so that he can carry out the hit
successfully.

There's no record
of a Walter Snowden in our database.

- What about the others?
- Boyd, Progoyovic, and Zenuk

all check out.
We will question them.

So let me get this straight.
You joined this organization,

didn't bother to check
if they were legit,

and then you gave 'em ideas
about how to kill one of your idols?

If it's any consolation,
all of his ideas stank.

- Stunk.
- Stank.

- Stinkeded?
- I'm sure they did.

I won't say that I'm not gonna hold this
over your head forever,

because, honestly, of course I am.

It's not the time to gloat 'cause you're
right for the first time in your life.

I'm just having a mini slump.

The important thing is, I need evidence
bags for the rest of those Skittles.

We have four days to find this guy.

- Why four days?
- That's when Bonaventure gets to town.

Bonaventure's flight got
in four hours ago.

- He's already at his hotel.
- Hopefully alive.

What is the meaning
of this interruption?

I believe
that you will be in grave danger,

and believe that there will be
an attempt made on your life.

- And how do you know that?
- Because I am a psychic.

I'm also...

An inventor. It's a pillow that combs
your hair while you sleep.

Check it out.

You need to cancel your speech tonight,
and we need to get you out of town.

No, this is the most important
appearance of the year for me.

12 other companies are trying
to launch what I'm going to announce.

If we don't go first,
we're finished.

Five years of development.
I'm going on.

My company depends on it.

No, sir, your attackers
depend on it.

I pay these people
very well to keep me safe,

and nothing in this world is gonna
stop me from making that speech.

Right now, you're not safe,

and this guy, who has solved
over 50 unsolvable cases,

is your best chance to live.

- And why is that?
- Because solving these unsolvable cases

is usually impressive to people,
and because I spent the last 12 hours

with your would-be assassin,

and I know every single little thing
that he might try.

All right, psychic,
here's your shot.

I'm going to my car.

Get me there.

I've even seen tiny plastique explosives
in cell phones.

Don't answer that.
That stays where it is.

In fact, everybody, cell phones out.
Let's see 'em.

Now put 'em on the floor.

Let's move.

Generally people are programmed to find
persons in uniform less suspicious.

The maid.

The maid!

Axe for men?

What?

She's clean.

Me? I carry a baby.

Baby.

- The baby?
- The baby!

Baby's real. She's clean.

I use skin contact.

Feel it, orchid man!
Nice try!

It's water. He's clean.

He's clean.

I think we can all agree
that that was a horrible mistake.

Good job tackling that maid, though.

I think the only thing to come out
of this exercise will be lawsuits.

I'd call my lawyer,

but I seem to have dropped my phone.

Wait!

Hair looks great.

Chief, I really don't see the point
in getting upset over spilled milk.

Why would I be upset?

The most powerful businessman
in the state

is the target of an assassination,
and one of my people helped plan it.

- It was two. Gus was there as well.
- Why would you say that?

It might help cushion the blow
if we distribute the blame.

- Cushion who?
- I guess me mostly.

Chief,
the man that we are looking for

is operating
under the alias of "Walter Snowden".

The remaining members
of the bogus think tank

have given us a detailed description
of his features.

He is obviously well-funded
and deeply connected.

Here's the sketch.

- May I?
- Certainly.

Just a moment.
I know this man.

- Do you know from where?
- Court. Some sort of lawsuit.

- What kind of suit?
- I believe it was wrongful death,

something in one of our factories.

You still care for her very deeply,
don't you?

That's correct.

It was his wife.

Yes, I believe it was.
As I recall, we settled.

And you don't know his name?

I spend a lot of time in court.
It's the nature of my position.

All right.

O'Hara, let's get on anybody who may
have had any court battles

with Mr. Bonaventure's company.

And, Mr. Bonaventure,
I cannot express

with words
the horror of these developments.

Members of our consulting team
being involved is a shock,

and this will be dealt
with for the future.

You obviously have
our full cooperation.

If you insist on keeping
your public appearance this evening,

we will provide
a full security detail.

Actually, this man is the only one
who successfully protected me this week.

- He saved my life.
- He also put your life in danger.

- Why would you say that?
- Turnabout.

So as I understand it,

the suspect offered
all of you $8,500 a day,

with the exception of Mr. Boyd
who received 9,500.

- How come you got more?
- Yeah. He tells the future.

All you've told us
is the plot to Die Hard 3.

Yeah, and that isn't difficult
to ascertain?

Calm down.
Maybe it was 8,500.

It wasn't about the money.

Let it go, gentlemen.
The check didn't even clear.

This is a total disaster.
Now we got nothin'.

That's not entirely true.
We got this dope NBA air horn.

Stop screwing around!

I will be running point on this,
ladies and gentlemen.

Actually, I want Mr. Spencer
to work point...

With my team.

Feel that!

That is a very bad decision.

I don't make bad decisions,

and your participation
is entirely my call.

Mr. Spencer is my choice.

- Well what, Lassie?
- What do you want to do?

- This was way more fun a moment ago.
- In other words, you have no idea.

Of course, I have an idea.
What we're going to do...

is reassemble the think tank.

All right, first of all,
let me just say that this is very,

very exciting for me.

I like to do things differently,
so no one will call me Mr. Spencer.

It's Shawn.

Shawny
if you're feeling a little loose.

Never the Shawn dog,
'cause that's just lame,

and I've never been one
to chase balls.

We will check our egos at the door,

along with our watches, because time
does not exist in this room.

So let's see 'em.
Watches down.

Come on. Take 'em off.

Means you, too, Stoltz.
Let's do it.

Very nice.

I like it.

Now, what do we know?

Bonaventure will not budge
on his plans.

We also know
that the killer is very determined.

Bonny boom-boom's gonna take
the stage for his shareholders speech

at exactly 7:20 p.m.
That gives us...

Watches on.

No, wait.

I can just...
make out the clock from here.

Is it 3:00? Is it 2:00?
Is that a clock?

You know what?
Forget it.

- Let's open things up to the room.
- Finally.

I could see two clear weaknesses,
here and here.

Three. Now open up your earlobes.
I will elaborate.

Number one, location
and its susceptibility to penetration.

She... you...

Erect structures must

defend external forces,
not only physically,

but also psychologically.

We need to think outside of the box.

What is this? Anybody?

- A low-fat muffin?
- No!

The speech will be given here
in the empire ballroom.

We will keep a secure holding area
that is connected solely

by this service corridor.

I sense that once
he is on the pedestal,

this area will be safe.

Question, big bear?

Stop callin' me that.

I'll have to come up
with a new code name.

Little bear certainly
isn't gonna do the trick.

You're wastin' all these uniforms
against this back wall.

You leave the points of access,
the doors, the wings, more open.

See, this wall acts as your barrier.

Gotta make these cops more useful.

They will be more useful.

I'm gonna have them thinking of Xmas
present ideas while they wait,

and gift certificates
will not be considered.

Okay then, it's settled.

We will put our defenses here
in the front.

Chief, this is just stupid.

He doesn't let the senior ranking member
on this force?

You've got your team, he's got his.

We put him into this position.
It's our job to get him out.

Chief?

We have a plan.

Stand by the door?
That's ridiculous.

I'm essentially a security guard
in your plan.

Are you kidding me?
You are Kevin Costner in this plan.

You're in charge
of the entire audience.

- I should be with Bonaventure.
- I brought that up.

He finds you unsettling.

He mentioned me?

Yes. He also said you were creepy,
but he did mention you.

- By name?
- He called you "Lazenby".

Come on, Carlton, we're fine.
It's not about who gets what title.

- The man's life is at stake.
- What else isn't important?

That fact that I'm adding
a surprise element the second

- that I open this door.
- Wait a minute.

- What surprise element?
- Pardon me?

What do you mean, surprise element?

We have been playing
from behind this whole time.

It is now that I will use this!

- Your finger?
- My gift.

Someone knew your route too well.
There's a mole on your own team.

My people have been with me
for ten years.

They should be used
to the unexpected.

- What are you doing?
- We're going on the offensive.

You are set to take the stage at 7:20.
That means that...

Dadgummit.

You have a watch on,
'cause I forgot to put...

Oh, chop chop, gentlemen.
I'm on in five minutes.

Not...

exactly.

What?

The only thing
in the entire universe

that your attacker knows is that
you will take the podium at 7:20 p.m.

He will have to be in position,
he will be at his most vulnerable,

a veritable sitting duck
if we can find him, and I...

will find him.

I will be able to sense him,

and I will most likely
be able to see him.

And how will you do that?

I will go on first, sir.

What, on? Where?

The podium.
I will stall for as long as it takes,

sensing the crowd, smelling them,

anything out of place,
then the cops and your team,

will suss him out,
and you will follow.

No, that is not acceptable.

- Hand to the head, not working.
- That's why I added sound effects.

Mr. Bonaventure,
I know how this is going to end,

and I am the only one
that can offer you that guarantee.

- Have I been wrong yet?
- The maid, the gardener, the baby.

- Why would you say that?
- I don't know. Symmetry?

Regardless,
I've gotten you this far.

Now what do you value more, your life
or a slight delay in your speech?

Shareholders, board members,

members of the press,

attractive businesswomen

with your spiky heels
and your ankle tattoos.

Raise your hand if you vacuum topless
to Carly Simon. I'm kidding.

Welcome.
Welcome, all of you.

My name is Shawn,
and I am the opening act, Jack!

I apologize in advance

if I completely blow your minds.

There's a man...

False alarm.

I am here to say...

that greed...

for lack of a better word,

is good.

It's right.

Greed works.

Greed for life, for money, for love,

for flan.

What is synergy?

What is he doing?

I really have no idea,
but you have to give him a chance.

I think.

Maybe.

What the hell is he doing?

- I'm trying to find out.
- I'm gonna get you guys an eyeball,

so would you just
calm your asses down?

About stock splits?

Because we're just gonna keep
splitting stocks, people,

and if the stock don't split,

you must acquit.

Excuse me.

I'm getting a vibe.
Check the air vents.

Stay up there, Shawn.
Give us a minute.

Let's talk about the future.

The true tragedy
is that we are a part

of the most technologically
advanced company

in all of California,

and yet, I walked
up onto this stage,

when we all know,
I should have flown

via jet pack.

Who's with me?

Are my shoes electric? No.

Does my pillow comb my hair at night

while I am sleeping?

No! Sadly, it does not.

And where, I ask you,

is the hoverboard technology

that we all saw
in Back to the Future II

over 20 years ago?

How come that hasn't materialized?

We will be allocating

a significant amount of our resources
to making that happen.

- Don't move! Drop the gun!
- Hands in the air!

Now!

And that's not even counting
the treadmill that we all saw

so beautifully realized in the opening
credits of the Jetsons.

- We got him.
- What? What do you mean?

We got him?
We "got him" got him?

- Get me out there.
- Bonny boom-boom is on the move.

And I think it's about time
we had weapons

that were designed to kill zombies!

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
We are not doing hovercrafts, all right?

And greed and flan are also a no-no.

Now then.

Picked him up like a U.P.S. man,
I don't think he was going duck hunting.

You blew it
when you chose a psychic.

Didn't you know I would peg you?
That's a thing. Pegging people?

Blowin' smoke about the trampoline
being on its way too.

"On a flatbed from Albuquerque",
he says.

My ass!

- I thought you were an idiot.
- We've all been there.

You got our frequencies.

Wait. That doesn't make any sense.

If he had our frequency, he would have
known we were onto him and got out.

He wasn't listening to us.

He has a microphone.

Who are you talking to?
Who's your partner?

If he had a partner,
why would he need the think tank?

The only tactic is to have
the security team look the other way.

They needed ideas.
They tried once and they failed.

The hit woman gave them the plan.
Wait a minute.

- Which vent did you find him in?
- It was the one off the back wall?

You're wasting all your us here
at this back wall.

You leave your access points,
The doors, the wings, more open.

I know who we're looking for.

Boyd purposely directed us away
from the vents.

- Snowden had a mole in the room.
- Where did we put Boyd on the detail?

Upstairs. I wasn't about
to trust somebody I didn't know.

Split up.

But onto a more serious sub...

OK, you're out of here.

- I'm trying to undo some damage here.
- Are you kidding me? I inspired them.

- I don't want to argue. Just go.
- There's another killer.

In the building,
there's two of 'em. It's a team.

Let's take a left here.
Is your car waiting for you?

Of course, it is.
Where's my team?

Gus is getting them. Don't worry.

- Move, move, move!
- Look out!

Son of a bitch!

Boyd's gone.

To your car, and we're home free.

Clear! Go!

Go, go, go!

What's the hold up?

Oh, man.

What are you, a hired gun?
I get it with Snowden.

He wanted vengeance.

You're gonna throw everything away
for another man's vendetta?

You don't remember me
from the trial, do you?

She was my sister.

You and your lawyers
decided her life was worth $1.2 million.

"It's more than fair", they said.

I tried to make amends.

Let me handle this.
I have experience in these situations.

You wrote checks.

That's all you did. We took your money,
and we put it towards making you pay.

It's kind of ironic, isn't it?
You financed your own murder.

Boyd, or whatever your real name is,

- You are a very smart man.
- You're an idiot.

You were worthless in that room,
and you're useless now.

We can all agree
than name-calling is beneath you.

It's not gonna work.

I got your guy locked in my sights,
and I will shoot him.

Unless you want to be the second victim,
I suggest you hold very still.

Who are you kidding? If you were gonna
kill him, you would have already shot.

This is personal.

I'm waiting to see
the right look on his face.

Remember when we were in the room,
and I was talkin' about trampolines?

They're incredibly therapeutic.

So why don't you and I
go find ourselves a big one

- And bounce like gentlemen?
- Are you suicidal? Is that it?

- Get out of the car!
- Hands in the air!

- You got him?
- I got him.

You all right?
Let me ask you a question.

Do you hate waking up
with bed head in the mornings?

What? I can't...

You know what? Never mind.
It's okay.

You want to tell me
what this is about?

Wanted you to know
that I saw you at the pizza place.

You know,
I missed a lot of Shawn's games

when he was a kid.
I just wanted to see him work.

Exactly how much input do you have
in Shawn's cases?

I get involved in the process,
I guess, and then his...

You know, his psychic-ness,
it just takes over.

You retired young.

- Yeah, maybe a little.
- And you like being involved in cases?

I'd be lying if I didn't tell

that I still got a bit of fuel left
in my tank.

- I haven't regrets. I've learned that.
- Do you want a job?

What?

Look, what happened this week is a mess,
and it can't happen again.

We've been discussing
for quite a while, creating

a new position, a liaison of sorts,

that would oversee
our external divisions.

Working with other departments,
agencies, outside help.

Psychics.

Our consultants would fall
under that category, yes.

Don't get me wrong.
The benefits far outweigh the costs,

but your son has turned this department
on its head over the last four years.

- Try my life over the last 30.
- It wouldn't be a full-time position,

Just part-time, few days a week.
We could discuss your schedule. All...

it would take is just
a little consideration on your part.

All right, listen, Karen,
that's a very astute observation,

and a fascinating offer,

But I think I'm gonna stay retired.

And say thank you.

You're sure?

- Who are you talkin' to?
- Credit card company.

Oh, yes, as I was saying,

somebody used my card
to purchase a zebra-striped jacket.

- I would like that charge removed.
- You charged that jacket.

Gus, I said somebody.
Doesn't mean it wasn't me.

How was I supposed to know
that Snowden's check was bogus?

Yes, of course, I'll hold.
I love holding.

There's a lesson to be learned here.
Do not spend your think tank money

before you know whether the think tank
is run by a vindictive murderer or not.

The real lesson is that we need to get
into corporate consulting,

because that's where
we'll build our nest egg.

What you mean?

Giant trampoline for the office.

We'll never get another corporate gig,
so it doesn't matter.

We have two lines?

Who do we know
in Bulgarian consulate?

That's me. Here.
Here, trade.

Another consulting gig.

?Hola!
?Como estan ustedes?

Mi llamo es Shawnito Rodriguez.

Mi gusta Bulgaria, y...

Y trampolina gigante!

Explosianos.

?Por... Por que?

I'm too sexy for my jacket
Too sexy for my jacket

It's such a racket

And I'm too sexy for my gun
Too sexy for my gun

It's just no fun

I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party

No way I'm disco dancing

Cause I'm a model,
you know what I mean

And I do my little turn
on the catwalk

Yeah, you know what I mean

I do my little turn on the catwalk