Lie to Me (2009–2011): Season 2, Episode 20 - Exposed - full transcript

What do you call that,
stupid on a plate?

Long night, Gillian?

What are you doing here?
I thought you hated this place.

- The best breakfast in town.
- You don't eat breakfast.

A man can change.

So you're not here to pry, then?

What, me, pry?

On you, in here? Never.

I'd have thought he'd be bringing you
granola in bed by now.

Close enough.

How you doing, Dave?



- Why don't you grab that table?
- You don't want to miss this.

- I'll see you at the office.
- Not if I see you first.

- Enjoy your eggs.
- I will.

Babe, I gotta take this.
It's one of the kids from Juvie.

I can't hear you.
I'll take it outside.

You've got to get out of here,
disappear! Do you understand?

Where is Captain America?

- He's working.
- Right.

Is there a secret
that you're keeping for him?

You just can't
help yourself, can you?

No, when it comes to you, I can't.

I work for the DEA.

Bulls-eye.

In the juvenile facility,



collecting information
on a key drug corridor.

What you're picking up on are lies

necessary for me to do my job.

Right.

I'm sorry.

- You see that girl over there?
- Yeah, I see her.

She was telling Burns to leave town.

All last night,

she sat outside Burns' house
with a gun in her lap,

while Foster was sleeping inside.

You think she's DEA? I don't know.

Maybe he's just
fooling around on Foster.

He's a very naughty boy.

Get in.
Didn't expect to see us again, Marco?

We need an airship in pursuit
of a white and gray van.

Bravo, delta, 312 Henry.

Foster's going to kill me.

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Look, I think we should

try to leave our personal feelings
behind on this one.

You mean me, my feelings.

- You want me to handle this, or...
- You have done enough.

If I hadn't have been on this, right,
Burns would have just gone "poof"!

And then nobody would have been
any the wiser, so...

Dr. Lightman, Dr. Foster,

this is Agent Williams of the DEA.

- Good morning.
- How do you do?

Before we start,
I want to thank you in advance

on behalf of the drug enforcement agency
for your expertise in this.

I believe Agent Reynolds has brought you
up to speed on our progress

since Agent Burns' abduction
last night.

Any demands so far?

Not as of yet.

Some of the kids from Juvie
are involved.

We got four from in the cube
waiting for you.

No, you can crack those kids
on your own dime.

I'm...

far more interested

in this.

That is a look
I'd like to know more about.

Do you know who this woman is?

That was taken last night.

She was with him last night?
You didn't tell me that!

I was going to tell you.

You see that look on Burns' face?

That's fear, that is.

You want to talk to me about it...

I suppose I'll just have to ask
her myself, then, won't I?

I'd have to get clearance.

We scoff at words like that around here.
Don't we, Ben?

No, we laugh our asses off.

What's her name, Agent Williams?

I'll let her tell you that.

- I'm not going to explain myself.
- You don't have to.

Look, I get it, you're cross at me.

I was doing the right thing.
I was looking at Burns.

- Behind your back.
- Which only makes it worse.

Dr. Lightman, ship's leaving.

Whoopty-doo.

No more secrets, right?

Prove it.

You know my mom's birthday?

You know what
I'm talking about then.

Then do you know...

Apology accepted.

Great, thanks.

His mother's birthday.

He's probably
going to change it now.

Lightman's been keeping
a file on Burns.

- Why?
- 3 guesses...

Foster, Foster and Foster.

That's fear in Burns' face.

No more secrets.

You got 20 minutes.

What's a nice girl like you
doing in a place like this?

Who said anything about nice?

How'd you know Burns?

Dave and I worked undercover.
Up till 3 months ago.

- You're partners?
- Ex-partners.

We lost touch when he was
reassigned a few months back.

And the rest?

Trying to find him.

You might be responsible
for what happened to him?

Who the hell are you to ask...

- Is that guilt, is it?
- Guilt?

- Fear.
- I think you might be next.

All right, that's the small talk out
of the way.

His name is little moon, the man
who took him. He's a boy, really.

- Street name?
- About 3 months ago,

drug wholesaler named big moon
turned up in a dumpster.

Moon and son.
They keep it in the family?

Little moon was just
a nothing when it happened.

Then he stepped up his game.

Got a gun.

Why were you talking to Burns
a few days back?

Trying to warn him.

With some people, it's easier to tell
when they stop lying

than when they start.
I think you're one of them.

- How can you tell when I stop lying?
- You shut your mouth.

I might know a guy who used to do
business with big moon.

He was big moon's former boss.

He might know
where his son's holding Burns.

Hey, Michelle.

How you doing, sweetheart?

What's up? Who's your friend?

I'm a scientist.

You know that guy
I used to run with, Gianelli?

He's a cop.

- He is?
- Bullocks, you already knew that.

He reads faces.

They got a name for
that where I come from.

Common sense.

Mine is telling me that you've already
busted Burns as undercover.

- He's not the only one.
- Really?

I didn't know they gave
coke whores badges nowadays.

You think I'm a cop?

You were the closest to him.

What's his name now? Gianelli?

- Burns.
- Burns.

Little moon's been following you.

You met with the guy 3
times in the last week.

What's that about?

I shouldn't be here.

If you really wanted to leave,
your hips would be under that door.

Question is, why aren't they?

You outted my partner.

That answers that.

We all wondered
how a pretty girl like you

became tangled with a paper gangster
like Marco Gianelli.

Hands where I can see them.

- She meant that.
- It's gotta be hard

to keep things straight in your head

after all the things you've done.

If you don't shut your mouth,

she will shut it for you.

She's not going to shoot me.

- You think so?
- No.

Hands where I can see them.

Hop up on my lap, sweetie?

I'll give you a little powder.

For old time's sake.

While you were watching his face,
I was watching his hands!

- That's your tax dollars at work.
- He has a gun.

No, he doesn't.

My common sense
just saved your life, so you owe me.

I want to talk to half moon.

Or whatever it is
that he's calling himself.

I got someone here
who wants to speak to you.

You're gonna listen to him.
Do you understand?

Hello? Cal Lightman here.

We know who you are, Dr. Lightman.

Your boy here Burns
told us all about you.

- What did he tell you?
- Not nearly enough.

You know who I am, you know what I do.
So hire me and I'll help you.

Now why would I want to do that?

It's not a request.

Looks like I don't exactly

have a choice, now do I?

Not if you want to find
out who killed your dad.

Can I have your car keys?

Thanks. Get her out of here. Huh?

You're not arresting me?

Burns was taken moments after you drove
off. We haven't talked about that yet.

Put her in a cube.
We'll get fresh eyes on it.

- So where you going?
- I'm gonna find Burns.

- You want to tell me where that is?
- Sorry, mate.

If they get a whiff of you,
they'll probably kill him.

- Hey, Cal.
- Did you break into my safe yet?

- It's quite a collection.
- I'm gonna need the blue file.

- Keep the copies. I'm on my way.
- Where are you going?

Thanks a lot, I'll take it.

I'm coming with you.

Yeah. Apparently so.

Get ready.

Does your mom know
you're out joyriding?

Get in.

Hop out. Lose the hood.

I told you to come alone.

You hired the Lightman group, right?

She's part of it.

Nice place you got here.

You're little moon, ain't ya?

Nice to meet you.

Bloodied up.

Now, you see, your torture victim,

he's going to say anything
to make the pain go away.

I mean, let's get your mate
up here on the hoist, you know.

Let's get him talking about
shagging your mom.

You said you'd help me find
out who killed my father.

And if you don't...

Well, I can't read him that.

Show me what you do.
Then she plays nurse.

All right, um, a face,
it tells the truth.

But you gotta look for a base line.
You know what I mean?

All right, look at him.

- Where are you?
- I don't know where.

I know you don't know where.
But make somewhere up.

Make up a place. Use your imagination.
Look at me.

I'm teaching a federal agent how to lie.
Who'd have thunk it?

I'm waking at Gillian's.

She's sleeping next to me.

He's using encoded emotion.
It's how most people lie.

- There's a wind chime in her room.
- Oh, you see that?

You see the lip? That was disgust.

- At the wind chime?
- At you.

Oh, yeah, well,
or your dad, you know.

His father deserved my disgust.
He was a coke wholesaler.

Anybody could have killed him.

Well, that was a general truth.

When he said "anybody,"
he was being deliberately vague.

- What are you doing?
- My job.

Who killed my father?

Let her fix him up,
and we'll get to that.

Hey, hey, hey!

You're ashamed about how your father
died. He was found in a dumpster.

Well, he was... yeah, he was,
he was chucked out, like garbage...

All right. Yeah. Yeah.

Look, you're never going to restore
your father's honor like this.

You want to talk about honor?
You brought her here.

- A woman.
- Well, you didn't hurt her, did you?

I mean, if you were,
you'd have taken her when you took him.

So you've earned my trust.

Well, let me earn yours.

All right?

OK, let him down.

You OK?

He's young and experienced.
He's trying to fill his father's shoes.

- Which makes him more dangerous.
- Yeah.

- What are they doing now?
- Arguing, about killiing us or not.

- What's the plan?
- Only stressed.

What is he doing?

You notice anything interesting
about little moon over there?

Respect, honor,
defense of his mom's privates.

- He's a principled sociopath.
- Maybe.

He's OK with danger
as long as it sticks to a set of rules.

You think we can use that?

Get inside his head.

Shake it like a snow globe.

You're going to play them
against one another.

Pay attention, Burnsy. We're going to do
a little song and dance act.

Get up. Up!

Move!

Move.

So where do you think
they may have taken Burns?

Little moon's trying to follow
his father's footsteps.

I'd say a drop spot.

Drop spot?

It's a place where dealers go
to move product. It usually has a view.

So their rivals can't rob them.
Big moon had a few that he used.

- So he may have taken them there?
- He learned from the best.

Why are you so angry
in this picture?

I have already told you
everything that I know.

You're averting your gaze.

Burns wouldn't leave town because he was
dating your boss. What's her name?

Maybe you were jealous
and wanted to hurt him.

That's the kind of thinking that's going
to get Burns and your bosses killed.

See, that's the thing. You're not upset
by that. You're full of guilt.

Look me in the eye

and tell me you didn't
kill this man's father.

No, me.

In the eye.

Not her, all right?

I didn't kill anyone.

All right, I write everything
down for shoplifting.

Why the fear?

You did it. You killed him.

You're talking out of your ass.

I'm not seeing what you're seeing.

What's your game?

- You jealous?
- Now that's a deflection, that is.

- Deflection?
- Yeah.

You can't stand me
being around Gillian.

Look, mate, this is not about her!

Your feelings for her are the
only reason that you're here.

You want the truth? Be honest.

- You killed him, right?
- You're going to get him killed!

Admit it. You want her.

Yes, I do.

In the worst possible way.

All right?

Now it's your turn.

I've had to pretend to be a scumbag
my entire career.

I've done a lot of things
that I'm not proud of.

Murder's not one of them.

Wrong answer.

He's not picking up.

We were supposed to have lunch.

Well, the office is closed.
They went to a talk.

I'm not 10.

And I know when I'm being lied to.

I'll just wait in his office.

- She didn't mean it, she's worried.
- Yeah, well, she's not the only one.

Yeah, do it!

Throw him over!

Why do you think he killed your dad?

You just said he did!

And he disappeared once
my pops wound up dead.

So, you're a detective?

If he didn't do it, he's got
nothing to be scared of!

Well, apart from the obvious.

Throw him over!

Wait, wait! Wait, wait!

Bring him back.

He's not hiding his own guilt.
He's protecting someone.

- Who?
- I don't know.

Another undercover cop, maybe.

You saw that, right?

- What?
- Of course not.

That's why you need me.

Unless I'm under arrest,
I would like to leave.

I became an addict

working undercover on the job.

This isn't about drugs.

The point is,

when you're real good at the job,
you know, real dedicated...

You start to... disappear.

Your values, your judgment, your
character goes right out the window.

And before you know it,
you've lost everything.

And everyone.

But there is one person
you haven't lost. Until now.

He's talking about Burns.

Being... a woman

in that world...

Things work a certain way.

You don't have the power;

the brute force.

You don't come at
things straight on.

You seduce.

When it works.

And when it doesn't work...

It's the other way around.

- So you and Burns were involved.
- No.

Not Burns.

Me and the dead man.

I want... the name.

- Did you hear him?
- Yeah, he wants names.

Names?

- There's more than one killer then?
- Does it matter at this point?

It matters to him.

You know what happens
if I give them names?

He kills them and their families.

You don't trade their lives for the life
of one man, not even if that man's you.

Bloody hell! You really are
Captain America, aren't you?

- He knows, you know.
- Who are they?

I don't know.

DEA?

How many?

One? Two?

Two it is.

- Why would DEA kill my dad?
- That's a good question.

His father expanded too fast.

We couldn't reposition our guys.

Your dad was killing off
the competition, right?

He was so good at his job,
right, that they were scared of him.

Who did the hit?

He just told you 2 DEA agents.

- Names!
- Why is that so important to you?

I need to know
if they came to his wake.

I need to know if they shook
my grandmother's hand,

stood in the mud
when the coffin went down.

Russo.

- That was her cover name.
- Leave her out of it.

I struck a raw nee there, did I?

She couldn't pull the trigger.

Oh, do me a favor.

I was with her a couple
of hours ago, and she

almost blew a man's head off
over an 8-ball.

What's the difference
between gas and big moon?

- Ask her.
- Well, I would,

But she's not here,
so I'm asking you.

Did she get too close to you?

Why couldn't she pull the trigger?

She's pregnant.

Your point being?

Your dad knocked her up.
As charming as that is.

That's not true!

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

So you had an affair while you
were undercover, big deal.

It wasn't just an affair.

It jammed me up,
prevented me from doing my job.

So this guy moon,
he had a lot of game.

Charisma. Fast talker.

Higher ups could see
he was going to ruin

the sting, so they ordered me
to either flip him

or kill him.

I was the only one who
could get that close.

I couldn't bring myself to do it.

So since you couldn't do it,
Burns stepped in, he did it for you.

After moon was whacked,
Burns was forced to vanish.

Heard little moon was looking,
but I never thought he'd find him.

- He did.
- And now you gotta help us find them.

I told you about all the drop spots.

I've been talking
to my FBI contacts.

- Dead end.
- You gotta come clean.

- I'm done.
- You're close with the guy.

You spent enough time with him to get
involved, you knew how he did business.

- You spent time with his son.
- I didn't! I didn't even...

What?

The only time I spent with
him was during a beating.

Little moon was
making his first deal.

A bunch of us hooded up and went to
the spot where it was happening.

- To beat the kid down?
- Big moon wanted

his son to learn how easy it is
to get your stash stolen.

The kind of spot someone might use
to teach someone else a lesson.

We need to get him to a hospital.

Did you hear me?!

What? Moon?

She's talking to you.

You broke his ribs when you kicked him.
He's having a pneunothorax.

- What the hell does that mean?
- It means he can't talk.

He's faking it.

No, this is not something
that you can fake!

One side of his chest
is rising and falling!

You a doctor. Fix it.

- I'm not that kind of doctor.
- Then he dies.

If he dies, then you'll never find out
what happened to your father.

You got trouble staying awake, son?

No, man.

Can I have a word with you?

In private.

- So you are being lied to, right?
- You don't think I know that?

No, I'm not just talking about her.
I'm talking about, you know...

Who's your mate on the right?

- Harris.
- Yeah, him.

- What you mean?
- When he yawns,

it's like a nervous yawn.

He's hiding something.

- What?
- I don't know.

I've known Harris since we was young,
so back to your lady friend.

She knows that he knows
the name of the killer.

But if he can't speak, then...

Then he can't give me the answer.

Trust no bitch.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Why you helping?
- Because I fancy her.

Look, have your friend there
drop her back at the car.

I'll find out who killed your dad. Then
you can do with Burns whatever you want.

- All right?
- All right.

You'll make your dad proud.

All right.

Now watch this.

- Pack your bags.
- What? What? No, hey!

We'll have a little man
to man, me and you.

You still got all those bullocks,
so you can't talk, right?

I need a knife. Give me a knife.

I need something like a hollow ball.

- Like a pipe.
- Yeah, a pipe, you know.

Give me that straw, that'll do it.

You're going to love this.

Hey, dad.
We were supposed to have lunch.

Just call me back, please.

It's funny how you're creeping
on the cop's girl.

Doctors be getting a lot more women
than cops,

even getting lady doctors.

- What kind of car you drive?
- Prius.

It's deceptively fast.

What you gonna do with that?

Well, if what she says is true,

he's got air trapped in his chest,
we gotta get it out or he's gonna die.

OK, so, now open his shirt.

Come on, open his shirt.

All right, pull.

You got a little bit of space
between the second and the third rib.

You should start down
at the bottom here. That's it.

You work your way up. In there.
Keep your finger there.

- Now what?
- Now take the knife,

like that, and you're going

to pop the knife in.

You pop it right in,

right where your fingers are.
Just there, all right?

There you go, son. Go on.

Do it, H.

You the doctor now.

Pop it in. That's it.

Do it.

All right, ready? All right, one.

Go on.

Do it!

That's it, pop it in. Go on.

You can't do it?

Give me that, give me that.

Let's see.

Yeah, I thought as much.

Right there.

All right, all right!

I'll talk.

You a pretty lady.

Get out.

Get out of the car! Open the door,

move it!

Down on the ground!

You OK?

Yeah. Everything's totally normal.

I'm just reading
my grandmother's diary

that I found
in my missing father's safe.

"Declaration of tax amnesty."

What's that about?

You know, I don't know.

And then there's this.

"In conclusion, we find that based
on the genetic testing results...

"The probability of paternity
is 99.99%."

It says that your dad's your dad.

I mean,
the test shows that conclusively.

Yeah, but why would he have checked
in the first place?

So I understand
why you want to protect Russo,

right, 'cause she was your partner.
But for the life of me,

I couldn't figure out
why you wouldn't give up your name.

Till a few minutes ago.

One of the people

that killed your father
is in this room.

- Him.
- No, not him. I wish it was him,

you know how I feel about this man.

He is all about rules.

And he's a federal Agent.
As a federal Agent,

he is sworn

to protect the identity
of a confidential informant.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

- Really?
- You want to torture me again?

Yeah, yeah, I do.

I'd love to, but I'll take
a rain check on that, all right?

You can't

give it up.

But then I caught
the look between these two.

Why are you looking at me?
I know I'm not

a CI, right, and I'm damn sure he's not.
So...

Who's that leave, eh?

You're a CI?

Sorry, H.

What's wrong with you, money?
He lying.

You yawned.

It's this thing you do.

It means you're lying!

You did hear him, right?

You heard him say "I killed a man."

He's talking about your father.

I never killed no man!

You kill my father?

He see your temper
and he playing you!

Then put your gun down.

- You'll shoot me!
- Put it down!

I loved your father.

Loved him.

Look at me, fool!
Look!

I believe you.

You should have never pointed
your gun at me.

FBI!

Get down!

Drop the weapon! Drop it!

He made it, eh?

You know him?

- I'm the reason he got shot.
- Well, he's lucky.

Bullet missed his artery.
Kid could have died.

He's an adult, though.

I mean, in the eyes of the court.

I'm right, right?

You all right?

Can I have a minute, love?

So...

You killed a man, right?

Moon's father.

'Cause your partner couldn't.
That's it, right?

I did what I had to do to protect
the Agents that work for me.

You get that, right?

Nice work in there.

You're one of the best liars
I've seen in a long time.

Back at ya.

So you're not just in Gillian's life
for a bit of the old, you know.

Sex?

You can't say the other word,
can you?

Love.

You've got one minute.

They're not going to give me
my old life back. My covers been blown.

All right.

You're walking? Are you crazy?

Up and walking...

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

I checked myself out.

I can't blame you, really.

These places will kill you.

I'll meet you back
at your apartment. OK?

I'll see you there.

He doesn't want me to follow him.

They're going to move him.

Change his name.

I liked the one he had.

Now this is just getting ridiculous.

Come on,
it's like art for your stomach.

It's like hotel art.
You leave the tip.

You know,
you could have died yesterday.

Possibly.

So you admit you're an idiot.

No, because...

If I was an idiot,

right, I would

get into far more mundane trouble,
or, you know,

forgetting a lunch date
with your daughter.

- It's a good thing you never do that.
- Absolutely, I've grown up.

Don't tell me
you read your granny's diary.

- You read your granny's diary.
- And, look at this.

I am 99.99% yours.

You might want to take
this test again.

There's still a 0.01% chance

- that people in the lab were lying.
- What,

so I might get lucky, you mean?

Right.

Me and your mom, all right,
we gate crashed this

awful...

Party at Harvard.

I look across the room,
and there's your mom.

She's being chatted up
by some astronomer.

She's laughing her ass off.

All these jokes, and stuff.

And she's flirting with him,
as she does.

And I caught just

the tiniest flash of something.

- Something?
- Yeah, something.

Probably just the earliest bits of you
floating around in there somewhere,

'cause it was around that time.

But I don't know what it was. But...

A scientist's job

is to verify,

right?

You never trust anyone, do you?

You know,
that's why you'll always be alone.

I'm not alone.