A celebration of the harmony between humans and Pokémon.

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Tim, your dad was a legend in this precinct.

- If you are anything like your dad--

- I'm not.

I remember you wanted to be a Pokémon trainer

when you were young.

- Yeah, that didn't really work out.

Someone there?

Whoever you are, I know how to use this.

Aw, jeez.

Here we go.

I know you can't understand me.

But put down the stapler...

... or I will electrocute you.

♪ ♪

Did you just talk?

Whoa.

Did you just understand me?

- Oh, my God!

You can understand me!

- Stop!

I have been so lonely!

They try to talk to me all the time.

All they hear is “Pika-Pika.”

You can hear him, right?

Pika-Pika.

Yeah.

Pika-Pika-Pika.

He's adorable.

You're adorable.

They can't understand me, kid.

- Can no one else hear him?!

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I don't need a Pokémon. Period.

Then what about a world-class detective.

Becase if you wanna find your pops...

... I'm your best bet.

We're gonna do this, you and me.

♪ I can't see me loving nobody but you for all my life ♪

There's magic. It brought us together.

And that magic is called hope.

Listen up, we got ways to make you talk,

or mime... - Yeah.

...So tell us what we wanna know.

Pipe. Yes. Okay. A can.

Shoving? Pushing.

My problem is that I push people away and

then hate them for leaving.

He's saying you can shove it.

- What?

I can shove it?

Okay, that's it. No. We're switching roles.

I'm bad cop, you're good cop.

- No, we're not cops.

In my head, I saw that differently.