Psych s06e13 Episode Script

Let's Doo-Wop It Again

Hey, Deacon.
Hey, Tina.
I don't believe you've met Jimmy Brigham, he's President of ADP Security.
Oh! Hello.
It's an honor to finally meet the man behind those fine security guards that keep businesses safe around here.
Thank you.
Little Tina here went from high school dropout to shepherding the millions of dollars that flow through this charity.
Any chance I can hire you away to be my CFO? Hey, hey! You sure you need me? Because of Deacon's hard work, crime is down 70%.
Come, I'll show you to your table.
I'll see you later.
Deacon Jones! Tony and Drake, what's up? The demons brothers.
How are you? Good to see you.
It's good to see you, too.
Uh, where's Joon? He was supposed to be here.
We changed all our schedules to accommodate him and he still blew us off.
Punk ass.
I'm Burton Guster.
Tony and Drake's friend from college.
Nice to meet you.
Shawn Spencer, Tony's friend from the last time he came to town and got kidnapped.
Well, I'm really honored that you guys would choose to come perform for us tonight.
No, we're the ones that are honored.
You're in Blackappella? We all know that every great R & B band needs a token white person.
What? Black Eyed Peas have Fergie.
DeBarge had DeBarge and, well, there's that Hasidic rapper, Matisyahu.
He's a solo artist, Shawn.
Yeah, but it's still weird.
Don't you think, Gus? By the way, we're not called Blackappella.
We're called Quarter Black now.
We are? I also noticed you got it wrong in the program.
Okay, Shawn, remember we're here to honor Deacon Jones, not worry about our credits in the program or a name that still doesn't make any sense.
Makes perfect sense.
There's three of us and one of you.
If anything, we should be called Gus, you're embarrassing yourself in front of the group.
Yeah? You know we'd do anything for you.
Let me tell you something.
This man right here, he saved our lives.
Tony and Drake told me how they were heading for the gang life as kids and how you rescued them.
These two guys are my proudest achievements.
Excuse me, Deacon, we're about to start.
Uh, this is Tina.
She handles all our finances.
Oh, hey.
Kudos on the Asian Lori Petty look.
Congratulations on your skinny Chaz Bono look.
Thank you very much.
Was that a compliment? No.
I'm wearing boots because I was helping out at the Right Now Boot Camp.
There's a camp just for boots? It's where they teach kids wilderness stuff and the value of teamwork.
It's time for your introduction, Deacon and then you three go on after that.
We're a foursome.
Come on.
Okay, well, knock 'em dead.
All right.
Thanks a lot.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Fellows, okay, let's do our warm-up exercises.
All right.
Israel was in Egypt's land Let my people go Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh When Israel was In Egypt's land Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Oppressed so hard They could not stay Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Go down, Moses Way down in Egypt's land Tell old Pharaoh Let my people go Shawn, are you okay? Gus, I think you're going to have to get me to a hospital.
Thank you, everybody.
We're Blackappella.
Quarter Black.
We're called Quarter Black.
All right, give it to me straight, how bad is it? Your appendix burst.
Oh, God.
They removed it.
Am I going to die? Yes.
Some day.
But not from this.
Still, I've lost a vital organ, one that's absolutely crucial for human survival.
Gus, I assume you're prepared to give me yours.
Uh, no.
So I can jump higher.
What? That makes no sense, Shawn.
Besides, you don't need your appendix.
In fact, medical science is having trouble deciding if the appendix is any use to the body at all.
The doctor said all you need is a few days here to recover from surgery.
So you're telling me that my insurance won't cover the transplant.
You guys are trying to protect me from the fact that I'm going to spend the rest of my life in a gigantic plastic bubble, just like the movie I'm writing.
They've already made two bubble movies, Shawn.
Yeah, but mine's going to star Jake Gyllenhaal.
You don't need a transplant, Shawn.
But it is true your insurance will not cover your surgery, mainly because you don't have insurance.
Which means I'm footing the bill for all of this.
Thanks, Pop, and you know, I don't want to impose but I would prefer a private room with an ocean view and satellite TV with MLB Extra Innings.
Yeah, keep pushing.
I might rip your heart out.
That's an organ you do need.
Uh, that's a muscle.
Lassie, thanks for dropping by, bud.
As it turns out, I'm probably going to be okay.
I didn't come here to see you, Spencer.
After you left the community center there was a shooting.
What? Who got shot? 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 Why bounce around to the same damn song? You'd rather run when you can't crawl I know, you know That I'm not telling the truth I know, you know That they don't have any proof Embrace the deception And learn how to bend Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end How's Deacon doing? Well, luckily, the bullet went straight through and missed hitting any vital organs.
But he's lost a lot of blood.
These next two days are going to be crucial.
Thank you, Doctor.
You're my man! You're my woman.
Come put a baby in me.
Now's not the time, Shawn.
Any ideas on Deacon's shooter? No.
All we know is that he went back to the greenroom after the fundraiser and a single shot was fired.
At this point, our only lead is a witness who saw a black SUV speeding away from the scene.
Are you sensing something? Yes.
My pillows are lumpy.
Will you give them a fliff? Because of Deacon's stature in the community, Chief wants finding his shooter to be our number one priority.
Damn right.
In the meantime, Jimmy Brigham, his security consultant, is going to stand post here, make sure he stays safe.
All right, I'll check on you later.
Don't worry.
I'll be back on my feet in no time.
Wait a minute, can I Can I walk without an appendix? Yeah.
We should play this safe.
Dad! Yeah? I want a motorized Rascal with a sidecar for Gus.
Not happening.
- You guys heard the news? - Yeah.
I just hope Deacon pulls through.
God willing.
Now we just have to find the perpetrators who did this evil deed And kill them.
What? And bring them to justice.
Man, what's wrong with you? Look, we want nothing more than to help bust this lowlife.
All right.
But my incapacitation means that my psychic powers are down.
Temporarily, fellows.
I'm afraid Gus and I are going to have to sit this one out.
This case is going to have to go unsolved.
I'm sorry, guys.
Shawn is right.
We have to be on the sidelines for this one.
All right, hey, that's cool.
We understand, you know? Yeah.
Yo, why don't we go to the cafeteria and grab a bite to eat? Yeah, you know what? I could really use a rainbow Popsicle right about now.
Be safe, guys.
Later on, we're going to go to the A&W.
We need you on this case, G-whiz.
Deacon means the world to us.
You know you're helping us investigate who shot him.
I know.
You do know that Gus and those guys are going to go investigate this case without you? Man, I know.
The time code is 4:15.
There's Deacon Jones leaving the stage and entering the greenroom.
We know he was shot in the greenroom but there aren't any cameras in there, so we don't have a lot to go on.
There are tons of potentials on the SUV fleeing the community center.
Oh, it's going to take quite some time for us to narrow down which one of these we can put at the scene.
Well, you guys keep me posted.
McNab, call your wife, tell her you won't be home for dinner.
Oh, she's actually visiting her sister in Spokane.
Every year, they knit a throw for Granny.
A throw for Granny? I've got to know Will there be a hibiscus in this design? There would be if this were 2004.
This guy! Lassie, Jules, we're here to help.
Here's what I need you to do, get back into your car, make like a bat out of hell for the ocean and then drive straight into it.
Okay, O'Hara, square one.
Who would want Deacon Jones out of the way? Well, for starters, the gang leaders whose young soldiers he's been taking off the streets.
All right, we're going to have problems identifying which gang has the biggest grudge against him.
There's three operating out of that area in the city.
Well, the gang that's lost the most kids to Deacon is the one that's been around since our day.
They're called the Rolling Ones.
The gang unit said he was recently harassed by the Rolling Ones.
Excellent work, O'Hara.
That's what I just said.
Okay, that is the group we will target first.
Who's their leader? Her name is Lil Sis.
Lil Sis? What happened to real nicknames like Mad Dog and El Diablo? Lil Sis sounds like a character in Family Circus.
She's no joke.
She's doing five years for armed robbery.
Rumor is she's still calling the shots.
Yeah and good luck getting her to give up anything.
The Rolling Ones pride themselves on never talking to the police.
There might be a way to get her to talk.
Guster, it is bad enough that I'm forced to work with Spencer week after week, but I am sure as heck not going to discuss police strategy with you and the Pips.
You know Look, look, look, you need our help, okay? We know exactly who would and wouldn't have beef with Deacon because we grew up in this community.
Plus, Lil Sis is in the same unit as your girlfriend.
If Marlowe could somehow get close to her, she might be able to get us the information we need.
And that kind of cooperation could help earn your lady an early parole.
On the other hand, maybe you and the O'Jays are on to something.
God must have invented orange just so he could see how beautiful you look in that jumpsuit.
I want to curl up in your chest hair and take a nap.
No touching! I can't believe they're letting us meet face to face.
The warden knows you're helping us out with the case.
What? I'm just thinking about how lucky I am to have a boyfriend that's so committed to our relationship, working on getting me an early release.
Marlowe, I would move heaven and earth to be with you, just as long as that movement is in accordance with the state laws of California.
I've been having some trouble getting close to Lil Sis.
She and her crew really stick to themselves.
But I figured out a way that might help me to win some favor with them.
What? It's a little unconventional.
Hey, whatever it takes.
Lay it on me.
Just remember this is for us.
Get your hands off me, screws! No! No! No! Don't worry.
We'll get them.
Hi, lover.
Is it broken? Oh, don't worry about that, sweet pea.
It's not the first time.
Probably won't be the last.
So, how did it go with Lil Sis? Well We had a very interesting conversation.
Oh, hey, Gus.
Hello, Marlowe.
Don't talk to them.
This is my friend, Tony.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi.
And Drake.
How you doing? Damn, jail girl, you fine.
You watch your mouth, Barry White.
That's my lady.
Oh, come on, I mean, at some point he's got to run out of black artist references, right? No.
There's a lot of them.
So, what did Lil Sis tell you? Well Well, she did say she heard a rumor that someone within Deacon's organization was skimming money.
That's it.
That is it.
Deacon must have figured out who the embezzler was, confronted the guilty party and they tried to take him out over it.
Did I do good, baby? Baby, you did so good I want to climb over this partition and give you the biggest kiss you've ever had Ooh! But one or both of us would be tasered.
However Over here? I'm not buying it.
I can't even look.
You know I have hang-ups about white people having prison sex.
Um, this is Burton.
Gus, where are you? Oh, hey, Shawn, yeah, man.
I'm just, you know, here at the office catching up on some paperwork.
Block seven, door check! Are you in a women's prison? Uh Uh Is Lassiter talking to Marlowe? Dude, you're investigating this case without me.
Okay, fine.
Tony, Drake and I are working with Lassie and Jules, but check this out, we got a break in the case.
Marlowe thinks that someone is skimming from Deacon's charity.
Tina, that Asian Lori Petty, she handles all of Deacon's money.
Tell Lassie.
Lassie, Lassie! What? Shawn says Tina's the one who handles the fundraising.
We should start with her.
That's a decent lead.
I'll head over to the community center, see what she knows.
Meanwhile, you, Wind and Fire, stay out of my way.
I got to go, sweet pea.
No touching! I love your hair.
I love you.
Oh, one thing I didn't mention to Lassie because it's more fun not to tell him stuff is that Tina's been helping out lately at the Right Now Boot Camp.
Right Now Boot Camp.
Got it.
We'll head over there.
Hey, I know a back way that we can take that's even faster.
No! You're not going without me.
If you value our friendship, Gus, you won't make another move unless I'm right there with you.
Shawn, how do you expect me to do that? Dude, hold me higher.
I can't see anything.
I can't believe I let you talk me into this, Shawn.
Well, look at it this way, we're finally going to use this thing for something more than playing Fruit Ninja.
Stop looking at yourself.
Look into the camera, Shawn.
I'm sorry.
I can't help it.
My hair looks even thicker on HD.
There she is.
Whoa! Why do you think she locked the door? Maybe she's up to something she doesn't want anyone to see.
Watch me.
Looks like Tina's the one who's skimming.
She's probably the one who shot Deacon.
Fellows, I don't like how this is looking.
Us, alone in the woods, tracking a would-be killer.
This is not African American.
I was thinking the same thing.
No black guys in the movies ever make it out of these situations alive.
Oh, don't be ridiculous, Drake, LL Cool J has survived Michael Myers, great white sharks and Queen Latifah.
Wait a minute, Holiday wasn't a horror movie.
It wasn't? No.
Oh, man, I didn't get that flick at all.
Will you two stop it? The three of us are not going to die.
Gus is right.
Only one of you is.
And it'll probably be Drake.
I know.
Hey, I heard that.
Now what? Three and a half against one, we take her by surprise.
Got that right.
The question is, which one of us goes in first? Where did she go? Please tell me that was Drake cracking a walnut and not the sound of a loaded gun.
Let's hope she does not have enough bullets in there to shoot all of us.
This gun holds 10 rounds.
Well, let's hope she shoots Gus 10 times.
What? Tell her to shoot me.
Tell her to shoot me all 10 times! Shoot me, bitch! I'm holding you, Shawn, remember? Oh, yeah.
What the hell are you doing here? We're trying to find out who shot Deacon and right now you're our prime suspect.
What? Tina, we know you've been skimming from Deacon's charity.
We also know Deacon found out and to keep him quiet you shot him.
You don't know anything, guy on the screen I think I met once.
Oh, really? I know I could be relieving myself in the bed right now and you wouldn't know anything.
I also know the only option you have is to turn yourself in to the SBPD.
Okay, you jackasses have no idea what's happening.
And anyway, I got real problems I got to deal with.
Get in the closet.
Oh, hell, no! You ain't going to be talking to me crazy, all right? We don't stuff ourselves into any tiny spaces, all right? That's where I draw the line.
Yeah, that's right.
And you're going to have to shoot this man with all 10 bullets if you want us to go in some damn closet.
Are you crazy, Drake? Please tell me that was Tony making a motorboat sound.
That is the problem I got to deal with and if he finds you, he will kill you.
So get in the closet! Okay.
Stabilize yourself! I'm getting nauseous! Where's my money? First we need to talk.
Ain't nothing to talk about.
I want to know why Deacon was paying you off.
Tina, I need that money fast.
Why? Are you going somewhere? You shut up and mind your damn business! I ain't scared of you! You will be if you don't give me my money! Gus, this doesn't sound good.
Call Lassie and Jules.
Damn it.
I don't have my phone.
You call them.
The nurse took my cell away.
Some bunk about the signal interfering with a lady's heart monitor.
But they let you be on the internet on FaceTime? Apparently it's a very fine line.
That bastard is attacking Tina! We have to save her! We? IPad Shawn is a lot braver than real Shawn.
No, he's right.
Tina had our back, we have to have hers.
On three, now! Why is he paying you? Why is he paying you? Huh? Ooh, she's whooping his ass.
Why is he paying you? Tina! Tina, you don't want to kill him! Come on! You don't want to kill him! Come on! Come on! Come on! No, wait! Wait, no! Why is he paying you? Wait! No, Gus, stop, no! Stop it! What the hell did you do that for? It was his idea.
You're pointing at the lamp.
At least he didn't get the money.
So, wait, it wasn't you skimming, it was Deacon? When did you find out what he was up to? A few days ago.
I found some discrepancies in the books and I was going to confront Deacon after the fundraiser, but he got shot, so I dug deeper and I found out Chuy was the one he was paying off.
I arranged to meet him here, but thanks to you I still don't know what for.
Again, his fault.
Don't make me mute you, Shawn.
I just can't believe Deacon's a thief.
Why would he do such a thing? You can ask him that yourself.
Tina told us about the money skimming, Deacon.
Look, look, look, there is no way in the world this beautiful, inspiring human being stole from his own charity.
That's right.
This man saved my life.
Go ahead, Deacon, tell them.
You're no thief.
I'm sorry, but it's true.
I always knew you were a rat.
You're going straight to hell.
Hey, I did it to save lives.
What does that mean? The only way Chuy would let these young kids out of the gang is if I paid him to do it.
So, yes, I took money from my own charity.
And technically, that's against the law, but I did it to save these young kids.
And that's why people donated money in the first place.
I always knew you were a saint.
You're going straight to heaven.
I ain't going nowhere yet.
I'm still alive.
Trouble is that Chuy wanted more and more money and I had to cut him off.
That's why he came down to the fundraiser, to threaten me.
So we were having an argument and then I got shot and I blacked out.
Sounds like Chuy's our shooter, fellows.
Damn it! We had him and we let him get away.
Any idea where we can find Chuy, Deacon? Rumor has it that he has hideouts all over the south side Don't! Stop! No! Stop it! Whoa, I'm getting something.
I am sensing that Chuy is big into body art, right? I can see one of his tattoos still in progress.
I can't be sure.
It's either a Burmese tiger or Sandra Bernhard sitting on a sparkler.
Yeah, that makes sense.
Word is that he's been operating out of this tattoo parlor on Blanco Street.
And that's right near the community center.
Bingo! This is it, fellows.
This is it.
Now, Gus, this is usually the part of the investigation where I look at you and I say, "Yo, Gus, yo, we got to go confront the bad guys, son.
" And you look back at me and you say, "No, Shawn, no, Shawn, no! "I can't get killed confronting 'em.
"We got to call the cops, kid.
" I do not talk like that, Shawn.
I don't talk like that.
I'm telling you, do not confront the bad guy.
Call Lassie and Jules.
Great idea, Shawn.
We got it.
We'll call them on the way back to the station.
All right.
Drive safe, fellows.
Later on, we'll do sit-ups in a circle.
If we take this to the cops, they'll have to launch an investigation and Deacon will get busted for misuse of funds.
There's got to be a way to bring down Chuy without Deacon getting in trouble.
We have to confront the bad guys.
I know.
What's the plan, G-whiz? That's the tattoo parlor right there.
One of us has to sneak around the back, get a visual of Chuy.
And then we kill him.
Take a picture of him getting in the SUV that hopefully matches the one the police are looking for.
There's definitely something wrong with you.
See, with the photo, we can tie Chuy to the SUV that was last seen leaving the crime scene.
And then Lassie and Jules will arrest him without ever knowing that Deacon did anything illegal.
The question is which one of us sneaks back there and takes the picture? You know what? I'll step up.
I vote Tony.
Me? Oh, no, I'm a terrible shooter.
You a shutterbug.
I'll go back and take the picture.
That works, too.
That works, too.
Look, you guys just stay here out of sight.
I'll be back in a second.
If he's not back in five minutes, we'll go get the BB guns.
Oh, you know that's right.
Is 10 minutes enough? Better be safe and make it 20.
I cannot believe this.
I cannot believe this.
I turned away for a second, one second.
And when I looked up they were being kidnapped.
Try to calm down, just tell us everything you remember.
What the car looked like, who was driving I don't know.
It was a dark-colored SUV heading that way.
And the number, the license plate number ended in 2-1-9-0.
Sounds like the same SUV from the Deacon shooting.
Well, let's get going on it.
Let's get a chopper in the air and search the area or something.
Since when are you in charge, Guster? We're going to need a chopper to search the area.
Yes, sir.
I have no idea how this happened.
Wait, didn't the same thing happen to Tony and Drake last year? No.
That was Tony and Joon.
Gus, what happened? What are those police cars doing there? I can't look at you, Shawn, I'm too ashamed.
Don't you turn your face away.
Don't you dare go Elephant Man on me.
I got Tony and Drake kidnapped, Shawn.
What do you mean, like last time? Pretty much.
We need to find them before they get hurt.
They're not as strong as I am.
Well, whatever Chuy's going to do, he's not going to waste his time.
Oh, this was on your car.
Expired meter.
We need to get inside Chuy's headquarters and find some clues now.
Luckily, I'm wearing my probable cause door-kicking shoes.
Good, buddy, now point me at everything you see.
Are you getting any readings, Shawn? It's all clear.
Now, there's still a disconnect between me and the room.
I'm afraid I'm going to need a conduit.
Gus, touch Lassie's face and neck.
Now give his nose a gentle squeeze.
You want to mess around? Or do you want to find your friends? Let's go check out the front.
Finally, now that they're gone, you can help me piece together any clues that we find.
I don't know how much help I'm going to actually be, Shawn.
My instincts have been all wrong.
It started with me taking this case while you were stuck in the hospital in the first place.
And then not going to the police.
Like I told you to.
I should have known it wouldn't end well.
Point me in a different direction.
Show me some stuff.
Ooh, hold up.
Hold up.
Let me see that article about the shootings.
Remind me to stay away from Jefferson Boulevard.
Jefferson's Rolling One's territory.
They call it the Rolling Ones because they control all drug trafficking along Jefferson from block 100 to 190.
Ooh, say that last part again.
Blocks 100 To 190.
Gus, what were the partial license plate numbers from the SUV that took Tony and Drake? Two, one, 90.
As in blocks 100 "to 190.
" Gus, that's it.
I bet the license plate is 1-0-0-2-1-9-0.
Which stands for 100 to 190.
It's a vanity plate bragging about their gang territory.
What? Come on, son.
Come on.
Gus, stop, that hurts.
We need to get Lassiter and Jules.
We find that SUV, we also find Tony and Drake and Deacon Jones' shooter, too.
I'm on it.
Looks like the DMV gave us the right address.
I know you're working with Tina! We don't have it! Please don't shoot! Don't shoot! Please! I don't want to die.
We don't know where the money is.
SBPD freeze! Drop your weapons! Oh, yes, thank you! Oh, thank you! What? Gus, don't hide.
You have to do something.
That's easy for you to say, Shawn.
Those aren't I-bullets whizzing by.
Gus, would you be a man? Be a man! Nurse, I would like a little more of that Jell-O please.
Get down! Get down! Chuy, stop! Gus, don't let him get away.
What do you expect me to do, Shawn? I don't know! Well, we did a sweep of Chuy's headquarters and residence and unfortunately none of the dozen guns we recovered at the scene matched the ballistics of the one that shot Deacon Jones.
That doesn't seem right.
He must have another weapons cache somewhere.
Well, Chuy's dead and the two gang bangers we arrested at the scene aren't talking.
Which is why we were hoping you two could help shed some light on the situation.
Yeah, sure, Detective Lassiter, whatever you need.
Can you think of anything that Chuy might have said that would connect him to Deacon's shooting? Whoa, whoa, wait a minute, wait, wait, wait.
Listen to me.
If those other two dudes aren't talking, then maybe we shouldn't say anything either.
We're not suspects.
You're the victims.
Really? Well, how do we know that you're not telling those other two dudes that they're the victims and we're the suspects? Well, I think shooting at them with a Colt.
45 made my position pretty clear.
Drake, you're acting paranoid, all right? Just cooperate.
Just cooperate? How do I know this isn't that old police trick where they separate us, tell me that you're selling me up the river, just to get me to then start snitching on you.
Because we're not separated, dude.
And you didn't do anything wrong.
Yeah, I'm just checking.
You know, I got to be sure, you know.
Just FYI, I'd be willing to testify against, uh You know, in exchange for lesser charges, of course.
Lesser than what? To answer your question, Detective, yes, we heard Chuy talking about the shooting.
Finally, something helpful.
Chuy knew that the cops were trying to pin Deacon's shooting on him.
We overheard him telling his boys he didn't do it, though.
Of course he'd say that.
Yeah, but that's what I thought, too.
But then he said he was going to prove his innocence.
How? I don't know how.
I'm just glad you got there when you did because I'm telling you, these dudes were about to torture us.
Chuy was going to jump-start our nipples with a car battery.
Yeah, we're talking dark ages here, okay? I mean the man pulled out knives, a blowtorch, pliers, bandages and Some evil looking stuff in a bottle called, uh Help me! It was lidocaine.
Wait, wait, lidocaine? That's a local anesthetic.
Something you would use when you're performing an outpatient surgery.
We were arguing and then I got shot.
I blacked out.
Luckily most of the bullet went straight through and missed hitting any vital organs.
Tell me why he's paying you! Guys! Guys! I'm having a psychic vision.
Chuy wasn't going to use that stuff on Tony and Drake.
He was going to use them on himself.
For what? To remove a bullet from his arm.
Why not just go to the hospital? Because hospitals are mandated to report any gunshot wounds to the police.
Gang bangers avoid them at all costs.
Lassie, we need to get Woody to look for that bullet in Chuy's arm.
Let's get down there.
Get 'em.
Okay, Shawn, are you seeing all this? It's just like I'm there with you, Woody, my man.
And are you seeing this? Yeah, he can see.
So, first, the bad news.
Based on my analysis of Chuy Rodriguez's remains, he couldn't have been the person who shot Deacon Jones.
But Deacon identified Chuy as the shooter.
He may have thought Chewbacca shot him but Shawn's hunch was right.
I pulled this bullet out of Chuy's arm.
It matches a bullet fragment that was taken from Deacon Jones' shoulder.
So the bullet went straight through Deacon and hit Chuy.
And Chuy knew that bullet was evidence that would prove he didn't shoot Deacon.
Maybe whoever shot Deacon Jones knew that, too.
So they blew him up before the police could find him.
Which means the shooter's still out there.
Which means we're back to square one.
All right, let's go over what we know.
One, Deacon was shot in the greenroom while arguing with Chuy.
Two, the only people who had access to the backstage area were Blackappella Quarter Black.
Quarter Black.
Blackappella, Deacon Jones and Jimmy Brigham, the head of security.
We need to interview Brigham again.
Whoa, whoa, hold up, hold up, hold up.
In addition to Blackappella and Brigham Tina.
Tina also had access backstage and she was still there after we left for the hospital.
I'm having a very strong psychic vision that she is hiding something from the police.
You're sure about this? Yes, 100% sure.
All right, well, based on your hunch, we have to question Tina again.
Okay, please be careful.
I will.
Nice work.
What's all this about, Jimmy? Your security man has overhead every break in the case from his post outside the door.
You know the cops are on to you.
You got to act fast.
Thank you for the brilliant idea to use FaceTime to keep yourself in touch with what your buddies were doing.
It was Gus.
He insisted.
I wasn't trying to kill you, Deacon.
I only wanted to scare you by shooting through that window.
Why? Because you're bad for business, Deacon.
The safer you make the neighborhood for local store owners, the more clients Jimmy's security company lost.
Oh, Jimmy.
Jimmy, we're on the same team, man.
We were when I was making enough money to take care of my family.
But then the economy went bad and my biggest customers started canceling their accounts.
So you wanted to frame the gangs for taking a shot at Deacon Jones, pillar of the community.
Then everybody starts fearing the gangs again, right? And they all run back to Jimmy to protect them, just like the good old days.
That idiot Chuy messed everything up when he pushed you into the line of fire.
Well, his ass turned into some serious collateral damage.
The only consolation is that I probably saved lives by taking his.
I only wish I didn't have to take yours as well.
But Shawn's given me no choice.
I'll give you choices, man.
Look around, you're in a hospital, Jimmy.
Think this through, you can't just be shooting dudes.
Some orderly's going to get in big trouble for accidentally giving you too much morphine.
Really? Is it Prince Markie Dee from the Fat Boys? Hey, Jimmy, come on.
Let's hope Spencer's hunch about Tina pays off.
Something about it isn't sitting right with me.
Didn't it seem odd to you guys that Shawn was so sure? When do Spencer's hunches not seem odd? We just thought he felt really strongly about this one.
I know Shawn.
The stronger he feels about something, the sillier he'll act.
He'll make an obscure analogy or if anything he'll say he's 200% sure, knowing good and well that I'll correct him because that's impossible.
But this time he said he was 100% sure.
It's too simple.
Plus, he would never refer to us as Blackappella.
So, what are you saying? You think he got it wrong? All I know is that my gut's telling me something's off.
What? So now we're supposed to follow your hunches, too? No, I'm asking you to trust me.
Come on, Jimmy.
You don't have to do this, man.
Come on, think about the community and the kids and the And the cats that hang out behind the building with the baby cats and Man, Deacon, that's some deep noise.
Yeah? You know, if you have to get murdered, which we do Yeah.
There are much worse ways to go.
Hey, Shawn, if we don't do something, man, we're going to die.
Don't you think I would have done something by now if I could, Deacon? Yeah.
I'm on a banana sled, Jack, come aboard! You could have had a second chance! Ah! Whoa, that'll do it.
Good night, sweet Jimmy.
Stay on the ground, Brigham.
I said stay on the ground.
Morphine! The morphine! Deacon, you got to come back down to earth, buddy.
Okay? Hey, you okay? Yeah.
I'm on a banana sled with you.
Feel the peel, baby.
Feel the peel.
Shawn! Thank god you're all right.
We didn't know what Brigham was going to do to you two guys.
Thank god you got here when you did.
That's all thanks to Gus.
He had a feeling something wasn't right and he convinced us to trust him.
What? Man, who was all down on themselves earlier and not trusting their instincts? Thanks for saving me, bro.
Man, thanks for keeping him at bay until we got here.
Oh, you the man.
No, you the man.
Stop it! Why did the morphine not affect you? Uh, well, luckily my dad refused to pay for any kind of pain medication after 24 hours.
That's just glucose.
I got to admit though, man, I feel oddly euphoric.
Strangely energized.
That's the adrenaline rush from having a life or death experience.
It fades away fast.
Yeah, but you know my pain threshold, man.
I mean, no, it's pretty high.
It's up there.
It's pretty What's happening? Here comes the pain.
Oh, I'm going down, Gus.
Don't get rigor mortis on me, Shawn.
Oh, I'm going down! Oh, God.
Don't look at me, Jules! You got this? Hey, kitty.
Hey, kitty cat.
Man, I can't believe you guys have to leave already.
You sure you can't hang out for a few more days? Sorry, Shawn, we have business to handle at home.
That's right, business.
We can't just be running around Santa Barbara chasing bad guys for weeks on end.
I know, right? What would that look like? What do we look like to you? Some kind of sidekicks or something? Uh, guys, we don't have any more cases for you.
You never give us anything.
Hey, at least we get to sing together again before you go.
How is that? Blackappella isn't scheduled to perform again.
No, they're not.
But Quarter Black is.
We'll have a love lockdown Lockdown, baby A super max affair of the heart We'll have a love lockdown lockdown, baby A super max affair of the heart This is nice.
Thank you.
Well, you don't have to thank me.
You earned this by helping out the department on the case.
No touching! That guy is really starting to piss me off.
In my heart, in my heart Fight! Fight! This was nice.
Duty calls.
I will cut you, Debby! I know, you know That I'm not telling the truth I 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 I know, you know