Shawn: *Gently taps table*
Gus: *Taps back*
Juliet: What are they doing?
Lassiter: Morse code.
Shawn: *Aggressively taps table*
Gus: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
Shawn: *Gently taps table*
Gus: *Taps back*
Juliet: What are they doing?
Lassiter: Morse code.
Shawn: *Aggressively taps table*
Gus: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
Shawn: I will send my army to attack!
Shawn: *releases a dumpster of raccoons*
Juliet: Apologize now.
Shawn, sighing: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.--
Lassiter: What's that?
Gus, already been though this once: Remorse code.
Lassiter, narrowing his eyes: I’m even angrier now.
Juliet: Would you slap your best friend in the face for two million dollars?
Gus: I would roundhouse kick Shawn in the face for free.
Gus: This is like stepping back in time. Shawn: The past is prologue, Gus. Men like us have to keep looking to the future. Gus: What the hell are you talking about? Shawn: I don't know