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How to Guide:

‘ Psychic’ Detective Edition Based on Scary Sherrie from Psych Narrated and illustrated by Sarah Cortez


Never leave a crime scene screaming. Ghost:

Get out! Ack-cn-aib! Ack-en-aib! Ack-en-aib!

Gus & Shawn: Ahhhhhhh! Shawn:

Get in the car! We’re going to die!


Make it open! Make the door open!


I’m trying!

Gus: 2

Make the door open! Shawn!

Always take your cases seriously. Gus:

Okay make all your little jokes, but I know who was right behind me all the way to the car.

Shawn: I had no choice. You were my ride home. Gus:

Shawn, you were screaming, too.

Shawn: Yes, I was screaming, “Gus, stop! Let’s be brave!” 3

Start piecing together clues and claim to have a psychic vision. Shawn: Why is your friend Bianca dead? I can see it. I can see her running down the hallway of the asylum. Wait a second. Doreen wasn’t supposed to die. This was an accident. The wood. The wood was rotten. The latch broke. Betty: Yes, yes, it broke! That’s it. Don’t you see? We never meant for her to fall! It was a complete accident! 4

If there are no other leads, pick a suspect and blame it on them. Shawn: Until we have another lead, we assume it’s her. We’ve just got to figure out the “how.”

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Sneak into crime scenes in order to gather information illegally. Shawn: Here’s the plan. You ring the doorbell and distract the person that answers the door. I’ll go around back, figure out a way in. Gus:

Are you kidding? It took the whole ride to come up with that?

Shawn: Well, feel free to make revisions, Gus. 6


How am I supposed to distract them?

Shawn: Oh, you’ll think of something. Good luck. We’re all counting on you.


Come up with a solid plan to do this before acting. Gus:

Mrs. Harthan?

Poppy: No, the Harthans are down at the cemetery. I’m poppy, the housekeeper. May I help you? Gus: Um, yes. Have you seen Mrs. Pickles? Mrs. Pickles, my orange tabby? You must have seen her. She’s pregnant with who knows how many unborn tabby kittens, and I’ve lost her! 8

Always have an escape plan. *phone rings* Gus:

Hello? It’s her.




Mrs. Pickles. She’s home.


At the last possible moment, piece everything together and solve the crime. Shawn: Meanwhile, Juliet’s at some candlelight vigil with Doreen’s family at the asylum. Gus:

Wait no, no, no The housekeeper just said Doreen’s parents were at the cemetery

Shawn: What? Gus:



Shawn: Oh, god. Of course. Why mess around with the worker bees when you can kill the queen? Gus:

What are you talking about, Shawn?

Shawn: Gus, Alice! She wanted us all at that party, including us, so that she could get Mary Lou by herself!


Set ground rules with your partner. Gus:

Okay, Shawn, if I’m going to go back to that creepy institution I’ve been afraid to drive by since I was nine, there’s going to be some rules and regulations.

Shawn: Gus, this is no time for fun.


Gus: Listen, Shawn! I will not enter a room first. I will not enter a room last. I will not investigate any suspicious noises, or go looking for a fuse box, and you will not, under any circumstance, leave me by myself without a weapon of some sort. Do you understand and agree to my terms?


Never leave a man behind. Gus:

Woah! We made a deal, Shawn! Get it out! Get it out!

Shawn: Pull your foot out of the shoe! Gus:

I can’t! It’s too tight! Shawn, Shawn, don’t leave me, Shawn. That was rule number five.

Shawn: Wiggle your big toe! Gus:


I can’t wiggle my big toe

Shawn: Dude! Gus:


Shawn: Work the laces.

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