Psych Webisode "Winner Picks Dinner"
Chinese.
We had chinese yesterday. We can't have chinese food everyday.
Chinese people do, and there is 1,2 billion of them.
You name the game, Shawn. Elimination, drop the ball and you are out.
Winner picks the dinner. What was your choice again?
Mexican, mi amigo.
Arroz Con Pollo, Mole, Burritos.
It's Burrito.
Learn how to say it right. Burrito.
Guys, can we please work on the case here? I didn't come over to play games.
We are working on the case, Juliet.
Just as I getting me some Moo Goo Gai Pan.
Taco supresser.
Chow Yun-Fat.
Queso Fundido.
Beef thai fon.
No, no, no. Patatas fritas.
God, you two share a brain?
I don't know, maybe.
We're having italian.
- Don't be so sure, cara mija. - I'm sure.
Because there it is.
I think I'm gonna hang in the psychic thing.
- I like italian. - Yeah, that'll work.
Sync and Script by glumpf
for SubCentral