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Nick Conforth: "So Chief Vick told me you two were psychics."

Shawn: "That's just me, Sir!"

Gus: "I'm a pharmaceutical sales man, Sir!"

Nick Conforth: "You don't need to to finish every sentence with the word 'Sir'."

Shawn: "But it feels fun and silly, Sir!"

Nick Conforth: "Well knock it off."

Nick Conforth: "What the hell are you two wearing anyway?"

Gus: "These are official police academy sweat outfits."

Nick Conforth: "I've never seen them before."

Shawn: "And you've never seen any of the movies. These are exact replicas. If you give Gus your sizes, he'll make you one as well."

Nick Conforth: "Let me make one thing very clear gentlemen. This is not summer camp. For the next three weeks I will be putting you two through an intense program designed to make you think, act, and behave like officers of the law. Prepare to be pushed to your physical, mental, and, yes, emotional limits."

Shawn: "Warning. Gus here is a weeper."

Gus: "Says the guy broke down while watching a commercial this morning."

Shawn: "There were abused puppies and a Sara Maclockins song. I am not a robot."

Lassie: "Good. I wanted to make sure you two didn't snake out of this."

Lassie: "Nick Conforth?! I didn't know you were still on the force."

Nick Conforth: "Hello Lassiter."

Gus: "How'd you two know each other?" 

Lassie: "Us? We're old pals from the academy."

Nick Conforth: "We had an ongoing battle as to who'd graduate in the top spot. I won."

Lassie: "That's probably 'cause you cheated on that final exam."


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