Psych Quotes

[Shawn and Gus are visiting a mobster in prison]
Shawn: My name is Shawn Spencer, well known psychic. This is my associate Burton Guster.
Gus: Now you use my real name?!

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JT Waring: Do you understand about honor, Mr. Spencer?
Shawn: Of course I do. I have a bootleg copy of Saving Private Ryan at home.

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Shawn: Also, I put my favorite piece of art back on the wall.
Gus: It's not art, Shawn. It's a picture of a hot blonde laying on a Corvette that says "Haulin' Ass."
Shawn: If it's not art, why did I insure it for half a million dollars?
Gus: That's because you're an idiot.

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Gus: I still smell like stinky nuts!
Shawn: Gus, we don't have four hours to riff on that.

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Lassiter: I'm not big on nude handshakes.

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Shawn: I can't reach my back pocket. You'll have to punch me in the ass.
Gus: You must be out of your mind.
Shawn: Sock me in the butt.
Gus: No, Shawn.

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Shawn: Tell me your opinion on Detective Lassiter's hair.
Doctor: Scientifically, if he grew it out, his ears wouldn't stick out as much.

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Gus: I want you to call me "Guts".
Shawn: We all call you that.
Gus: No, Guts, Shawn.
Shawn: What? What are you saying?
Gus: Guts.
Shawn: You're saying "guts"?
Gus: Yes.
Shawn: That's too close to "Gus".
Gus: Never mind; call me "Old Ironside".
Shawn: Michael Ironside?
Gus: Old Iron Stomach, that's me.

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Shawn: Really, Buzz? This is the thanks I get for giving you a cat and finding a guy to remove your Baha Men tattoo?

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Gus: I've seen it all.
Shawn: You've seen it all though the cracks in your fingers while you were hiding your eyes.

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Juliet: Carlton, you can't solve a case in four minutes.
Lassiter: Can't I? I think I can. I've seen it done.
Juliet: Not by you.
Lassiter: Thanks for that.

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Shawn: Gus wants to know if your boat has cable. It's the season finale of Leverage and his TiVo's on the fritz.

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Gus: So there's really a Yin to her Yang.
Mr. Yang: If you think I'm sick, you ain't seen nothing yet.

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Mary Lightly: I wanted to be heroic.
Shawn: Oh, Mary, with a flare gun?

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Mary: Don't leave, Shawn. You will regret it.
Shawn: Good luck with the creepy arm grab awards this year, Mary; I think you've got a real shot at winning.

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Shawn: We're here to ask you one simple question.
Mr. Yang: The answer is yes, Shawn, they do allow conjugal visits, but I think we'd have to get married first.
Mary Lightly: I'm a fully ordained minister.
Gus: That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard.

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Shawn: My results speak for themselves; you just hold me to a different standard!
Henry: I do not!
Shawn: You buried my Easter eggs five feet underground.
Henry: And I left loose dirt to indicate a fresh dig.
Shawn: Yeah, under a camouflage tarp covered in bricks and broken glass!
Henry: That was the giveaway! Pardon me for trying to challenge you!
Shawn: It took me three weeks to "close the egg investigation". I was eight!
Henry: Yeah, well, just so you know, there are still two eggs you haven't found.
Shawn: Your sick!

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Lassiter: You are free to believe what you want.
Shawn: Please don't say that to Gus. Now he'll just tell you that Michael Jackson isn't dead.
Gus: He learned how to fake his death from Lisa Marie.
Shawn: Which implies that Elvis is still alive.
Gus: Elvis died two years ago. Is there no end to your gullibility? I told you that two years ago. He was a cashier in the shoe shop, Shawn.

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Gus: We need information on counterfeiting Hong Kong coins.
Shawn: And Chinese mafia.
Gus: And we need you to explain the ending of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon to us.
Ken: What? What, you think that 'cause I'm Asian, I'm supposed to know all this stuff? That's borderline racist, man.
Shawn: Racist? No, I don't think so. Inappropriate?
Gus: Yes.
Shawn: Insulting?
Gus: Sure.
Shawn: Stereotyping?
Gus: Sure.
Shawn: Not racist.
Gus: Maybe a little racist.
Shawn: Gus, please. Now, Ken? How many Triads do you know, and/or are you one of them?
Ken: Wow.
Gus: Okay, that definitely crossed the line.
Shawn: Just tell us what you know and we will get out of your parents' house.

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Gus: Why are you singing Lassiter's danger music?
Shawn: It's catchy.

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Shawn: Holy crap, are you checking your email?
Gus: I get productive when I'm nervous.

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Gus: New rule. From now on, any cover story or fake I.D. must be run past me and approved...
Shawn: Approved.
Gus: ...In writing, three days in advance.
Shawn: Gus, you're kidding, right?
Gus: No, Shawn; I need the proper amount of time to concoct my alter ego that best complements yours in a situation.
Shawn: I don't know where I'm going to be living in three days.
Gus: That's the deal, Shawn. Take it or leave it.
. . .
Shawn: [introducing Gus to a stranger] So, he is a pharmaceutical salesman who moonlights at his psychic detective agency. And once, at camp, he wet his pants.

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Shawn: I just want to beat Gus and Lassiter!
Juliet: And catch the killer?
Shawn: Yeah sure, if that's what it takes.

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Juliet: Whoever said work was supposed to be fun?
Shawn: Ron Jeremy, for starters.

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Lassiter: Guster, you have to wake up to the real world: people have sex and kill each other. That's the real world. Not some magical "feelings" place.

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Gus: Shawn, this is 2010.
Shawn: Heh. Nice try, Gus. That would mean we're at war with the machines!

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Shawn: Your negativity... is clogging up my psychic signals. Do you mind keeping [the incredibly flirty receptionist Tanya] busy while I attempt to unclog them?
Juliet: And how am I supposed to do that?
Shawn: Gus would turn into Smooth Gus and try to pick her up.
Juliet: I am not hitting on a girl!
Shawn: Why, does that scare you? Or does that not scare you...? And does that scare you?

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Juliet: You need to stop taking your frustration with Shawn out on Henry.
Lassiter: Better him than the neighbor's cat. [lets Henry out of the locked police car]
Henry: I coulda suffocated in there!
Lassiter: Please, I cracked a window!
Henry: I'm glad Shawn peanut buttered your phone the other day!
Lassiter: I knew that was him!
Juliet: GUYS!
Lassiter: I still have Jif in my ear...

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Shawn: Roy... May I call you Phil?
Roy: I'd rather you didn't.
Shawn: Fair enough.

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Roy: What are you guys, UFO chasers?
Shawn: Nothing as ridiculous as that. We're psychic detectives.

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