Shawn: Did Lassie just tell me he loved me for the first time?
Gus: Yeah.
Shawn: And did I do finger guns back?
Gus: Yeah, you did.
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Shawn: Did Lassie just tell me he loved me for the first time?
Gus: Yeah.
Shawn: And did I do finger guns back?
Gus: Yeah, you did.
I was being patient, but it took too long.
Shawn, probably
Gus: Hey, I eat danger for breakfast.
Shawn: But oddly enough, he panics in the face of breakfast foods.
Gus: There're some things I can just smell. It's like a sixth sense.
Shawn: No, actually that would be one of the five.
Shawn: Quick question, Chief. You know how we've been trading favors back and forth, and it's your turn to give me one?
Chief Vick: None of that is true.
Shawn: Yeah, I know.
Carlton: Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had sex?
Shawn: Two years?
Carlton: [a little affronted] Six months.
Carlton: Are you trying to be annoying, or does it just come naturally?
Shawn: It comes naturally.
Gus: Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment, and insanity to my list of things I did today.
Shawn: Ha ha! You too?
Shawn: Buzz, what’s up, mate?
Mcnab: [looks up] I think I see a bird?
Shawn: Cry havoc and let slip the hogs of war!
Carlton: Dogs of war…
Shawn: Whatever farm animal of war, Lassie! Shut up!
Gus: Does this room look a little different to you?
Shawn: Um, how so?
Gus: It’s like, French-Rocco style. That doesn’t really seem in line with the Georgian sensibilities.
Shawn: How…what? Who am I talking to right now?
Gus: Should I not know that?
Shawn: And now we’re on the brink of World War Two.
Carlton: Three.
Shawn: It’s not a competition, Lassie!
Shawn: Don’t worry about the check, guys. I got this one.
Gus: What? Whoa.
Shawn: I have a little bit of disposable income these days.
Juliet: Shawn, you cannot have disposable income when you owe us 11,000 dollars and three cats.
Shawn: You’ll get those cats when you get those cats, Jules.
Chief Vick: I’m disappointed with all of you. Especially you.
Carlton: It was a bad moment.
Chief Vick: I thought you were better than that.
Carlton: I know. I am sometimes.
Shawn: It’s weird, it’s like… I-I like him. Much.
Gus:
Gus: You like him much?
Juliet: How late is Shawn now?
Carlton: Two and a half hours.
Juliet: How did this happen? I had Mcnab wake him up at eight and pretend it was eleven.
Gus: I gave him that fake schedule that said we were starting at nine instead of noon.
Carlton: Oh, and I set all his watches and clocks to say PM when it's really AM.
Juliet: Oh boy, we may have overdone it.
Shawn: What the hell time is it!?
Chief Vick: Spencer, get up; you’re assisting Lassiter with the raid.
Shawn: Why me?
Chief Vick: You’re good at math.
Shawn: How’s that supposed to help?
Chief Vick: Can’t hurt.