All language subtitles for Psych - 1x02 - Spellingg Bee.en

Excuse me, you're in my seat.

Am I?

Actually, yes, you are.

Are you one of
those weirdo compulsives

who come to the same restaurant,

sit in the same chair, and
eat the same food every day?

Uh, no, no, no.

I was sitting right
there three minutes ago,

and then I went
outside to get myself a paper.

I ordered the juice,

and look I made a crawling
snake with the straw wrapper.

You can finish it if you
think you're up to the job.

I'm sorry. You want me to move?

Not anymore.

So, what's up?

I don't have time to talk.

But you haven't heard
what I'm going to say.

See, now we've already
talked more than I wanted to.

Well, I did give
you my seat, you know.

I think that gets me one question.

Listen, diner guy...

Shawn.

Shawn. Flattered, really.

Very often, I am
happy to meet new people,

but today, right here,
right now, I can't talk.

I understand. I do.

What if I do the
talking for both of us?

Have at it.

Do you mind if I read the
paper and stare aimlessly

out the window while you two talk?

No.

Can I get a name to work with?

Juliet.

Well, it's very
nice to meet you, Juliet.

It's nice to meet you, too, Shawn,

and I'm sorry about your seat,

so lunch is on me.

So, what do you do for a living?

I do a little bit of everything.

Oh, that sounds interesting,

and maybe a little bit dangerous.

Ooh, I like your jacket. I like it...

okay, can i stop you there?

First off, in your portrayal of me,

I sound like I'm in the eighth grade.

Well, in my portrayal of you,

you only have an
eighth grade education.

All right, smarten you up.

College? Yeah? Top of
your class, graduated early...

got it.

I'm new to town and I
don't know many people...

but I do know my cats.

Two of them.

The gray one is very affectionate.

The white one makes me work

much, much harder for the attention.

And what about your family?

My family's amazing.

My parents have been together
for, what is it, 30 years now?

Okay, do we know each other?

Yes, you are the
girl who stole my seat.

Oh, my gosh. You're a cop.

I'm not a cop.

The paper, the vantage
point, the layout. of course.

You got defensive
when scary guy walked in.

You're totally a cop.

Okay, Shawn,

I'm going to need
you to do me a favor.

Name it.

Duck.

Police!

Don't move!

Gun!

...Let me go... Get him up.

First time pulling your gun?

Maybe.

30 seconds, mr. Guster.

A...

G...

G...

let me start over.

"Aggiornamento. "

A...

G...

G...

O?

Beautiful Santa Barbara, California,

is the backdrop for this afternoon's

coverage of the american spelling bee,

being held at the
downtown Cabreo Theater.

Champions from all over
these Western United States...

Have made the trek...

what are you watching?

Nothing.

Is that korean porn? Come on, man.

It's the regional
finals of the american...

spelling bee.

What?

Don't mock me. It's a huge event.

No, I'm just...

I'm shocked that you
didn't take the whole day off.

It's on Sportscal2,
for your information,

and it's hosted by Bud Collins.

Really. Did they...

did they bump the car
washing championships for this?

And is it over soon, because

I'd like to get back to
the woodcarving finals.

Let's recap this
morning's unexpected high drama...

it's being held in
Santa Barbara this year,

down at the Cabreo.

It's huge. Sold out.

I tried to get tickets,
but you got to know somebody.

Somebody lame.

Dude, I can't believe
you're watching that.

I'm taping it, and I don't
care what you think, Shawn.

I watch the bee semis every year.

Okay, for your sake and mine,

stop giving the spelling
bee hip little nicknames.

For those of you
who have just joined us,

well, a bit of a shock...

and a little sad, too.

The heavy favorite has had a
bad spell, and Brendan Vu is out.

What?

Boo-hoo for Vu, Bud.

No way. Brendan Vu is out? Already?

Okay, now you're just scaring me.

Come on, Shawn.

He took second last
year. Everybody knows that.

No, Gus,

nobody knows that, except
for Brendan and his mother.

Okay.

We're going to show this again.

It looks like young mr. Vu
may be having trouble breathing.

He does look to be under
some sort of duress, Bud.

His inhaler did not appear to help

and Vu tumbled to the floor...

dag!

Wait a second. Did you see that?

This is no accident.

There's something
wrong with that inhaler.

Shawn, get out of here.

Psych.

It's the chief.

Well, I'll have to check with Gus.

Are we available?

It appears we are.

We'll be right there.

What?

I can get us into the spelling bee.

Really?

Guess I was right about
the whole Bandon Dunes thing.

Brendan Vu.

Sure.

They need a psychic
detective for that?

They don't...

unless he was sabotaged.

The kid said his inhaler felt funny.

When he used it, his hand stung.

The paramedics get
there, there's no inhaler.

Apparently, the thing
just vanished into thin air...

Shawn, we are so taking this. Let's go.

How come I can't get you
this excited about girls?

Let's go, Shawn!... Or Mexico?

We're here.

Go on in, mr. Spencer.

I've arranged
everything you need inside.

You're leaving?

I was only here for
the mayor's presentation

and we have a robbery
standoff across town.

Shouldn't I go to the hospital,

meet the victim, get a statement?

Mr. Spencer, the case is sabotage.

There are 43 remaining

contestants, all
presumably, with a motive.

Now, you can read guilt just
by talking with someone, right?

Do it.

Do you want us to talk to all of them?

And their parents.

Today?

by 5:00.

In two days, this whole thing is over.

At that time, all the
witnesses will be in a hundred

different cities all over
the western united states,

so it's now or never.

Good luck.

Spellmaster Elvin
Cavanaugh is a secretive guy,

and yet he has called for a
press conference after this round.

Can you repeat that, please?

"Butyraceous. "

Definition, please?

Adjective.

Having the characteristics of butter.

This thing's been sold out for weeks.

I can see why. It moves so fast.

It's like hockey with words.

That's Elvin Cavanaugh, the
greatest spell champion ever.

He's been the
spellmaster for 14 years.

He's a legend.

He sits up there all by
himself in that fancy box?

What is he, the phantom of the opera?

He's a huge celebrity.

He can't just sit in the crowd.

Can you repeat the word?

"Butyraceous. "

"Butyraceous"?...

Oh, come on,
dude. You're not bored at all?

Do you know how to
spell any of these words?

Proudly, I've never
heard of any of these words.

I file these words
under "things to say

when I want to be
ridiculed or kicked out of bed. "

See, the problem is that

"butyraceous" is
clearly a round one word.

Oh, god, stop talking.

I'd like to pretend we
still have things in common, Gus.

Well, instead of sitting
here, maybe we should get to work.

Try not to break anything.

So this is what it looks like.

What?

The comfort room.

This is where you go to
deal with missing a word.

Oh, yeah?

Where do they take you to deal with

missing your entire childhood?

Shawn, this
misplaced malevolence you have

with the spelling bee
is getting monotonous.

Stop hating on the bee.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I do apologize for his
inappropriate virulence.

Why are you using all these
big-ass words all of a sudden?

I'm not doing that.

That's preposterous.

I was in the spelling bee myself.

I almost won.

Are you still on that?

Of course I'm still on it.

I knew it wasn't "o".

You may have five minutes
with each contestant, no more.

If the room is needed,
you will be asked to vacate.

I'll begin with the
eliminated contestants.

Um, actually, we'd only
like to speak with the ones

that were still in the

competition when
the accident occurred...

ms... Foote...

and, let's start with the
shifty-eyed ones, shall we?

And you were there the whole time?

I was.

"Assimilation. "

A-s-s-i-m-i-l-a-t-i-o-n.
"Assimilation. "

My son...

no one expect him to come this far,

but he surprise everyone.

You watch him win.

Oh, I don't know.

Are they running
odds on this thing now?

Because I got some cash I'd
like to lay down on the really,

really tall girl with
the bulldog underbite.

What, is she on stilts?

You do not understand.

This contest, it is
money for scholarship.

It is entry into any
school in the future.

Yeah, Shawn.

The winner of this competition
can just about choose his university.

Your friend is right.

And it teaches grace under
pressure, poise, dignity...

all things you can get at a
hot dog eating competition.

Plus...

hot dogs.

Still studying, huh?

Oh, she loves it.

Won't put that thing down.

Well, kudos on the child-rearing.

Let me know how the therapy goes.

We're going to keep
rolling because of the

exceptional request
by Elvin Cavanaugh,

behind-the-scenes guy,

to give a press conference

right here at this
stage of the competition.

What's that all about?

Well, I mean, this
could be something big, Bud.

I mean, this year's
competition has just been

peppered with controversy.

It certainly
has. Well, he's been watching

from a private box on the balcony,

but now he's going to come
out so that we can see him.

This could be something big, Bud.

I think he's having
difficulty breathing.

He does look under duress, Bud.

Jesus!

Oh, my!

Oh, my god!

Okay, not to belittle this guy's life,

but this just got more

interesting than
the woodcarving finals.

When do we decide if we
should cancel this event?

Why would we cancel?

Well, a body did just
tumble into the crowd.

It didn't land on anybody.

It might be traumatic.

For who?

The mayor, when he realizes
all the hotel rooms are now empty?

We could postpone at least
a day. I'm sure that's allowed.

Do you have any idea how
important this event is to the city?

No, unhealthy guy has heart
attack, falls over railing.

Case closed. I'm certainly
not declaring it a crime scene.

Come on. You can
introduce me to the press.

Okay. Just be sensitive.

How about if we don't sell
the seat the guy landed on?

Uh, can I help you?

Has anyone come out of there?

Just the cops. I've
been here the whole time.

Did you hear anything from in there?

I'm sorry...

who are you?

Uh, I'm Shawn Spencer.

I'm a psychic with
the police department.

I'm sorry, mr. Spencer.

Look, I don't
doubt your ability.

I actually have an aunt
who could see apparitions.

It's ooky-spooky stuff.

But they told me not to let

anybody in here without a badge, so...

I see.

Okay.

As long as you feel safe.

S... safe?

What with the dead
guy's spirit being here,

and him being so angry...

how angry?

Well, considering he
might have just been murdered,

that'S...

I mean, that's definitely a negative.

I mean, I wouldn't be happy.

No, please! Spare me!

I'm here to help you!

Gus!

Back me up here!

Y... you guys just take a
quick little look-see, okay?

I'll be downstairs.

Come on, get up.

Well...

we certainly know what his vice was.

He was a heavy eater. So what?

Nothing. I'm just

thinking Lassiter's
heart attack theory

might not be so far off.

Who's contestant 1-9-5-3?

It only goes up to 200-something.

What does 1-9-5-3 mean?

Nothing.

Is it a rule?

No, they don't really
number the rules like that.

Think there was an altercation?

No, something else.

He was all by himself up here.

You smell that?

Dude, don't look at me.

It's sulfuric.

I am not the one
who had the egg salad.

No, no, no.

We manufactured
something last year, heavy stuff.

When it started to go
bad, it smelled the same.

You could pick out a
bottle across the warehouse.

I can't smell anything.

Well, you don't have the supersmeller.

Gus, you have got to stop
calling your nose "the supersmeller. "

If you want to nickname a body part,

nickname your butt, man.

Call it "the tight bouncer, "

or "the hexagon. "

Ladies are going to
dig that, I'm telling you.

It's there. It's right there.

It's subtle, but it's right there.

What is it?

I don't know. It's
nothing we manufactured.

Aren't you supposed to
know this kind of stuff?

I sell pharmaceutical
supplies. I'm not a scientist.

But you're saying it is something.

Yes, I'm pretty sure.

Don't eat it.

Dude, do I look like an idiot?

What are
you... you're taking some to go?

Yes, for the road.

In case later on I get hungry enough

to eat something that might be poison.

There are about four of them up there.

Another two on the other side...

wait a minute. Two guys up there?

Excuse me.

Hi. It's time. The press are ready.

Thank you.

All right.

Thank you.

Man, we got to go.

Sorry, could I just try that again?

I kind of fumbled the
"safe and secure" part.

Sure.

Be sensitive.

Of course.

The finals will
continue tomorrow as scheduled.

At this point, all
indications are that

mr. Cavanaugh was
having a heart attack,

stumbled forward, falling
over the railing to his death,

but we want to assure everyone

that this building is both safe and...

our sympathies go out
to mr. Cavanaugh's family,

and we would like
to offer counseling...

Who's the blonde?

Lassiter's new partner. He
transferred his girlfriend.

And again, we want to assure everyone

coming out for this fantastic
event that it is entirely safe.

Shawn, they're going
to stop investigating.

One last question, and I
really have to go wrap up the scene.

Do something.

Moo goo gai pan!

Beef lo mein! Kung pao!

check the food!

It was murder!

Oh, did I just say
all of that out loud?

Shawn, you'll never find out

what that is without a lab.

I'll get a lab.

A high-tech lab? Right now?

Maybe.

I... might have a connection.

Shawn.

Hey, dad. Great shirt.

You want something.

Why do you always
think I want something?

Oh, you don't want anything.

What a pleasant surprise.

Okay, you got me.

I want something.

I got a poker game in 45 minutes.

You still talk to Jim Syklan?

Syklan? Sometimes.
Why? What's he to you?

Is he still working at
the regional crime lab?

Last I checked. Why?

I need to know what this is.

It looks like a
number 15 with chicken.

Dad, you made a joke.

I think there's poison in it.

Goodbye, Shawn.

It's just one time. Once.

No cases, Shawn.

I was painfully clear about that.

Oh, no, no. This isn't for a case.

This is... for a friend.

Oh. Friend.

Different.

No.

Look, I'll do
anything. Whatever you want.

It's one
favor. Anything he can tell me about

this would be very
helpful. It's serious.

Shawn, this is
really important to you?

Extremely.

And you'll do anything?

Name it.

Grab a saw.

What, now?

Well, you said
you'd do anything, right?

You know,

most people will wait five,

six whole minutes
before they cash in a favor.

I will not saw through bone for you.

The doghouse?

From eighth grade?

It's not really a doghouse.

Not yet.

What do you want me to do?

Finish it.

What, now?

Or whenever you want your information.

You got more wood out back.

Nails on the workbench.

Home depot's open till 9:00.

Don't cut any corners.

You're insane.

And you're losing light.

Make sure you lock up.

It's creepy that you kept this!

Shawn, you've done
absolutely nothing to convince

me that you're
responsible enough to have a dog.

You'll never give me a chance.

Chances are earned, Shawn.

You'll never let me earn it.

Fair enough.

You're going to need a doghouse.

- I saw one at the hardware store...
- no, no, no, no.

- You're going to make it.
- I can't.

Well, it seems to me that somebody who
thinks they're responsible enough

for the life of an
animal should certainly be able

to construct a roof for
the ratty little... thing.

All right. I'll make it.
I'll make it right now.

What is that?

- "What is that? " It's the doghouse.
- No, it's not.

- What are you talking about?
- I gave you specifications.

- When?
- When I gave you the job.

In 1989?

Shawn, you know as well as
I do this is not what I asked for.

Keep working.

And don't be too loud.
The neighbors are trying to sleep.

- You expect me to be okay with this?
- I worked hard on it.

Shawn, you've been
at this for hours now.

The nails aren't
pounded in all the way.

The base has got to
be up off the ground.

If it rains, it'll flow right in,

and who's going to fit
in through that door there?

That door's not high enough.

I built it.
What do you want me to do?

I want you to do it right.

Listen, Dr. Sloane, if I can get you
this product this afternoon,

would it be possible to sit down
with you to discuss the, uh...

M... A...

the unbelievable results we've been...

having with...

O...

I'm sorry.
Can I call you back?

Thanks.

Burton Guster.

Shawn?

You're in the hospital?

What happened?

- Did you call your dad?
- I'm fine. They're releasing me.

Did you call him?

Gus, I'm not going to talk to my dad.

He'd want to know you're okay.

All he cares about are results,

just like those
possessed spelling bee parents.

You know what's wrong with this?
All of this.

Shawn, you're delirious.
You're upset.

You lost control of
your bike last night.

Gus, I didn't lose
control of anything.

Someone tried to kill me,
or send a very serious message.

Brendan appreciates
you checking on him.

Well, we were in the neighborhood,
and Gus here is a huge fan.

He almost won the
spelling bee himself.

I took some bad advice.

Well, Brendan's going home tomorrow.
He's fine.

He's more upset about
missing the spelling bee.

Well, maybe they'll
decide to redo the whole thing.

Why would they do that?

Did you see the inhaler?

Same one as that little czech kid.

Get me a seating
chart. I'll bet you I know

who Brendan was ing on day one.

- Already checked it out.
- Nice.

Shawn, something's
going on with that czech kid.

Talk to me.

- The doctor on his
inhaler, Dr. Zavin in Ventura...

- yeah.
- He doesn't exist.

I do training on that route.

The last doctor in
the book is Youngerman.

I double-checked it today.

You're saying that inhaler...

is a fake.

- Where are you going?
- I...

am going to build a doghouse.

I thought you gave up.

Yeah, well, it doesn't appear so.

- What happened to your leg?
- Absolutely nothing.

You're running your
roofing vertical there, huh?

Yeah.

Well, you might want to
pop a ridge beam in first.

Well... yeah.

That's... that's a given.

- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm going to help you.

You've never helped me before, ever.

You've never asked.

Put a nail in here.

All right.

This is weird.

No thanks.

Not bad.

"Not bad. "

It's like the Park Hyatt for poodles.

Will you call Jack Syklan?

- What is this?
- Your results.

We had an agreement.

This is a
derivative of methyl parathion.

High-grade stuff.

Whatever you're into, I
want you to get out quick.

I'm not kidding.

Wait a second.

How did you get this so quickly?

Oh, Syklan's a part of my poker game.

So you didn't even have to call him?

The game was at his house.

And I did all of that for nothing?

For nothing?

You've never
completed a thing in your life.

Now you have.

Poisoned?

I feel somebody poisoned his food.

There is A...

styrofoam container...
yes, and a...

"happiness is a golden poem... "

what?
Fortune cookie.

- This is ridiculous.
- Is it?

Mr. Spencer, what we have now points
to a medical condition, not murder.

All appearances show mr. Cavanaugh
having an anaphylactic reaction.

Not to be out of line,
but that could be triggered

by several types of
poisons, or altered medications.

Or shellfish, which
he was allergic to.

Those results will show up
in the toxicology report,

which we will have a copy of
in approximately two weeks.

That'll be too late.

All the contestants
will have gone home...

home.

You won't be able to
finish a real investigation.

Chief, I...
I sense this.

Something got out of
control, and the perpetrator

was willing to kill to cover it up.

What proof do you have?

Only what I feel.

Why are you still
listening to this crap?

Dude, what is your glitch?

You. You are my "glitch. "

Look, he got nowhere with
his little inhaler assignment,

and then he tells the media
that we had a murder scene.

Cut him loose, Karen.

I mean...

do whatever you think is best... chief.

Mr. Cavanaugh was going
to make an announcement.

What about that?

The director said
he'd spoken of retiring.

- That's not what he was going to say.
- Oh, you know?

I know.

Mr. Spencer, I asked you to check
in about the inhaler incident.

If you or your partner
have anything about that,

I'd be happy to hear about it.

Otherwise...

We've got to get back
into the spellmaster's room.

- You're serious?
- Gus, the killer was there.

There's got to be some other
piece of evidence inside.

We're not going to
have time to get in there.

Besides, it's locked.

We'll make it work.

How hard is it to get into this
event without a ticket?

Impossible.

The new spellmaster.

Check it out.

That's exactly what I
was hoping you'd say.

You can't do that to him.

Gus, he has to learn sometime that
smoking is bad for him.

We're picking it up
as a new round commences.

A lot of excitement in the air.

The tension is
becoming butyraceous, Bud.

I'm so sorry if my agonizing
pain is inconveniencing you.

What's this?

It's a mark on the carpet.

Let's go.
Someone must have heard that.

30 seconds, live to air.

- Positions, please.
- Time's up, Shawn.

Did you hear me, Shawn?

I've got something.

Yes.

10 seconds.
Prepare the next word.

That can't be right.

It doesn't mean anything.
Let's go.

Broadcast in five, four, three, two...

maybe this direction.

Hello.
We need the word now.

Is everything okay?

Something's wrong.
Send security.

Uh, no.
Sorry for the delay.

- Give me a word.
- A word?

Something hard, but
something you can spell.

I can spell anything.

Except "aggiornamento. "

- Give me one.
- No.

You are not going to be spellmaster.

Gus, give me a word so
we can get out of here.

We're so close.

Is everything okay up there?

It's fine.

"Banana. "

Can you repeat that?

Yes.

Ba-na-na.

"Banana, " Shawn?
This is the third round.

You could've helped me.

This is a dead end.
We're walking. Let's go.

Definition, please?

What?

A yellow fruit.

Also a kind of pudding.

A delicious pudding.

Sentence, please?

What is this...

"anna banana would like
to hear 'venus' by bananarama. "

"Banana. "

B- a-n-a-n-a.

"Banana. "

Oh, wait a second.
I've got something.

We got him.
He was watching the czech.

Let me see.

We need to get
the next word.

Give me a word.

No.
You're ruining the whole event.

Suit yourself.

"Onion. "

"Onion"?

"Onion"?

"Onion"?

Even dan quayle could spell that.

O-n-i-o-n.
"Onion. "

Are we off the list?

Uh, no.
Everything's fine.

You're using his grocery list.

You refused to help me.

Now I've got to give them
something else.

"Mitchum. "

- "Mitchum"?
- Yes.

"When I go to Albertson's,

I need to buy some Mitchum ice blast. "

"And...
bananas. "

That wasn't me.
I was locked outside.

I have a reputation to uphold.

So he was watching the
czech. We have no proof.

There was no film in the camera.

He was using that lens for something

else besides taking
pictures. Now, what?

Cavanaugh was known for
ferreting out rule-breakers.

He once caught a kid
stealing the advance word list.

And everything he did had a purpose.

You couldn't have grabbed one
of these five minutes ago?

We're down to the final two spellers.

This has been a hard-fought
battle right from the start.

We've had tragedy, controversy,
but when it really mattered,

these kids put together a fantastic
display of the power of learning.

Pfft.
Look at this.

Brendan Vu went down on "gladiolus. "

So?

So if I'd been able see
any of the competition,

I could've told you
that was the winning word

from the first spelling bee in 1929.

Okay, you're scaring me again.

All of these words from that round
were the winning words.

They do that once in a while.
They make it a theme round.

This one won the 1985 bee,

- this one from 1943...
- Gus, what are you saying?

Guess which kid got the
winning word from 1953?

You're staring at his father.

Gus, that's who
Cavanaugh was going to disqualify.

That's what he was
tracking in the rule book.

1-9-5-3.
It was 1953.

Jiri prochazka, you
have the next word.

"Mastoparietal. "

P... part of speech?

It is an adjective.

C... could I have the d... definition?

Yes.

Relating to the mastoid portion of

the temporal bone and
to the parietal bone.

M...

A...

S...

T...

O...

P...

A - R...

I...

- I got it.
- Let's call the chief.

And this year's winner of the central
California regionals

is Jiri Prochazka.

Whoop it up, people!

This is what you
came to see, right here!

This is it!
Yes!

This competition
meant everything to miklous!

Oh, boy!
Gus! Gus, here we go!

Gus, it's happening!

I know who killed Elvin Cavanaugh.

Can't he ever just
tell us to arrest someone?

He does this a lot?

- Yes.
- Yes.

I'm sorry.

I'm kind of a slave to my visions.
I'm a slave.

Do you want me to cuff him?

Why would I want that?

Just a suggestion.

They just sort of come
when they want to come.

Jiri...

spell "soubrette. "

Why is this man speaking?

You can't, can you?

Not without help from your dad,

and that's not a real inhaler, is it?

This is crazy.
This... this...

Cheating...

was Cavanaugh's obsession.

He was going to
expose you as a cheater.

He was going to disqualify Jiri,

and you knew it, and you
couldn't let that happen.

You had way too much to lose.

You slipped into the box.

You knew his comfort was food.

He was dangerously unhealthy.

he's starting to go into shock...

You knew he wouldn't stop the bee.
He never stops the bee.

By the end of the
round, it was too late.

He was too dizzy to walk.
He stumbles.

He tumbles over the rail,
crashes to the chairs below...

and there goes the evidence...

except for one thing.

That inhaler.

It sends electronic signals.

The transmitter is in your jacket.

You sent the signals from the
audience to the stage,

and I bet at your home we'll
find the van that ran me off the road

when I alerted the police...

and a dangerous
cocktail of unforgiving poisons.

You don't need it.

I took your advice. I ran the chinese

food through the
lab. Nothing's definite...

I'm sorry.

He just seemed sure.
I took a shot.

I'll take it from here.

I could've won that thing.

Yeah, you could've.

Thank the lord you didn't.

What is that supposed to mean?

Come on, Gus.

The guy who wins is
saddled forever as,

you know, the dude
that won the spelling bee.

I'm sure you would
have dealt with it later,

but kids, high school kids especially,
they're just ruthless...

judgmental...

horrible little bastards.

You wouldn't have been
able to date a cheerleader.

They wouldn't have
invited you to any parties.

You'd have been the object
of ridicule. I mean, this way,

you got to be a smart kid and a
cool kid, the best of both worlds.

That's true.
I appreciate that, Shawn.

Yeah, it was a nice balance.

That's why I had to
give you the wrong letter.

You knew that was wrong?

Oh, come on, Gus.

"Aggiornamento"?
Everybody knew it was an "I".

All right, you hold on.

- You were happy one second ago.
- I was about to win.

I studied for three months.

Yeah, and you would have kept studying

forever and ever, all
the way till nationals.

You're upset now, I can see that,
but you'll be fine with it later.

You know what that did to me?

Yes, yes, I do. We went
out the next night, and...

and you were so
flustered that you threw caution

to the wind and you hooked
up with melinda castleberg!

- It was nice!
- Come here, Shawn!

At least I was honest!

Come here!

Ah, Shawn.
What a coincidence.

Yeah, I was just
reading the newspaper,

a little article that sounded...

very familiar about a spelling bee.

Thanks for the help, dad.

Police ever get that evidence?

A funny little bird tipped them off.

Leg doing better?

- It's getting
there. Doesn't hurt so bad.

Listen, dad, the thing
about the house, the dog...

it was kind of a big deal, and I know

I held a grudge about
it for a while, but...

I think you were right.

A dog needs a house,

and a doghouse
needs an occupant, so...

as a token of my appreciation,
I left you a little something.

Sincerely.
Thanks.

Shawn?
Shawn?

No. No way.

Enjoy, dad.

Shawn, you got to
take this thing with you.

Are you kidding?

There's no pets
allowed in my apartment.

I'm going to stick it
on the street, Shawn!

I swear, I'm going to...
Shawn!

Shawn!

He's not going to keep that thing.

It's my neighbor's dog.

We'll take a lap around the block.
Let him stew a little bit.

I'm going to stick it on the street!

Shawn!
Shawn!

Subs by team YDY
Adaptation, revision et correction: Dante1369