Lie to Me (2009–2011): Season 3, Episode 11 - Saved - full transcript

I'm a paramedic.
My name's Ilene.

Are you in any pain?

Scale of 1 to 10.

It hurts to breathe.

I'm okay, right?

Try not to move.
You may have a rib fracture.

I'll check on him now.

Juan.

Hey,
that's Juan Salazar, yo.

You're going to help me
get her out of there. Come on.

Can we wait till
help gets here?



We are the help.
Everybody, back up.

Aah! Oh!

You're going
to pull her out.

I need you to keep her
still and stable

can you do that for me?

It's ok. Ok.

Steady. Breathe.

Aah!

Ok. I'm going to cut
the seat belt.

When she falls,
catch her

and guide her...

Ok. Watch her spine.

That's ok.

Keep her spine supported.



Gentle.
Support her.

Go around her knees.

On my count. Ready?

1, 2, 3.

Back up, now!

SUV versus SUV
about a month ago.

Cara Evans sustained
cracked ribs,

a punctured lung,
and whiplash.

Juan Salazar took
the brunt of the impact.

Died instantly.

Juan Salazar, he was
a baseball player.

Best rookie pitcher
in the league.

Donuts are going
like hotcakes.

Oh?
I know that look.

Assistant D.A. Jan Ottinger,
this is Dr. Cal Lightman.

An assistant D.A. with no time
for small talk...

Or donuts...

Brings us
car crash footage.

I smell a headline.

3 guys were out joyriding
in that SUV.

Fled the scene
unscathed.

Vehicular
manslaughter?

Try murder two.

Really? Murder?

Really.

And while
the story's still hot,

you want to know
which one was driving, huh.

Well, we don't get kids
to rat out their mates

just because you say so.

It's a little more
complicated than that.

Juan Salazar was a talented young man
cut down in his prime.

Now, you wouldn't want
to stand in the way of justice,

would you,
Dr. Lightman?

Dr. Lightman?
What are you looking at?

Hold the phone.
Stop the presses.

Your headline's
about to change.

That's guilt, that is.

♪ Lie to Me 3x11 ♪
Saved
Brand New Day by Ryan Star

♪ dream,
send me a sign ♪

♪ turn back the clock ♪

♪ give me some time ♪

♪ I need to break out ♪

♪ and make a new name ♪

♪ let's open our eyes ♪

♪ to the brand-new day ♪

Those 2 guys pacing
can't look at that one.

That's guilt,
and they're also--

Yeah, that is guilt.
They stole a car,

and they killed
somebody.

- Can I finish?
- Yes.

That's guilt for what they did
to Juan Salazar.

And shame for what they're about
to do to their buddy.

Each is waiting for
the other to go first.

You two, out.

You're Mark, right?

Sit down.
I want to talk to you.

Want to give up
your friends?

You're not a rat,
are you?

Which is more than I can say
about them.

They were going to give you up,
if I hadn't jumped in.

You think
I'm full of it?

I see that, too.
Flared nostrils,

eyes narrowed--

all of which is
totally understandable.

But if I'm so full of it,

how come I know,
from their faces,

that you were the one
driving the SUV?

- Oh, you must be his lawyer.
- Yeah.

- Public defender?
- Yeah.

It's ok.
He didn't say anything...

Verbally.

And I'm not a cop,
actually.

What do we got?
Banger versus Glock.

GSW to the chest.

Pulse is 140
and thready.

BP's 60 over 30, decreased breath
sounds on the left.

- Has he been responsive at all?
- I don't know.

Ok, on my count,
1, 2, 3.

Lois,
get ready for intubation.

Doug, we're going to need
a chest tube.

I'll see you
in the garage.

- You're amazing.
- Thank you.

You know, I thought
I'd get that bit out of the way.

You're amazing
at what you do.

Dr. Cal Lightman.

Ilene Clarke.
You new here, doctor?

No, I'm not that kind of doctor,
darling.

You going
up or down?

Down. "B."
Thank you.

Well, that's a bit
of a relief.

No music.

I suppose you might say
I'm the kind of doctor

that's a bit of a pain
in the ass, really.

Oh, yeah? Why?

I poke about a bit.

I'm afraid
you can't come in here.

Oh, tell that
to the D.A.

You work for
the D.A.'s office?

I know.

But in this economy,
one can't be too fussy.

What can I do for you,
Dr. Lightman?

Well, before
they lock a kid up

for killing
a baseball star,

thought I'd come here
and get your side of the story.

Mine? Why?

I don't know.

Something
about your face...

I think there's more to you
than meets the eye.

I feel terrible about what happened
to Salazar

and that kid
who killed him.

Mark Jackson?
Is that his name?

In the eyes
of the district,

Mark Jackson's
an adult.

So his life's
pretty much over.

He'll do grown-up time.

It was a terrible tragedy
for everyone involved.

Yeah. Could have been worse,
though, you know,

if you hadn't yanked that woman out
of the car before it blew up.

I just do what I do.

And ask questions
later.

I heard that's pretty common
with people like you.

People like me?

Cops, firefighters,
soldiers.

No shame in being proud,
you know.

I'd be proud.

I don't think you came down here
just to tell me that.

Help me save
Mark Jackson's life.

For some reason,
I have faith in you.

Hey, Ilene, I've got
your tuna on wheat.

Later, Kent.

I've got
some restocking to do.

Fresh blood
for the next one?

Oh, I get it. You're a behavioral
science doctor, right?

And you are
an adrenaline junkie.

I just like what I do,
if that's what you mean.

Yeah.
When you do it right, you know,

and no one dies. No need to feel
ashamed about that, by the way.

You can't save them all.

I know that.

Does it make
a difference to you

that he's
a famous sports star?

A human life is
a human life, Dr. Lightman.

Right. So...

How close to the brink
do they have to come

to get your motor hot?

That's sick.

Mouth to mouth.

I mean, there's nothing
more intimate than that.

Right? And then there's
the chest compressions,

knowing that
if you stop pumping,

so does the heart.

Like I said,
I do what I do.

But unlike what you said,
I try not to ask questions after.

So the accident is
just the foreplay.

And the rescue,
that's the main event.

But the save,

that's where
you get to release.

Everything ok,
Ilene?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Go home, please.

Mmm.

Do you always get
so close to the delivery boy?

That is my brother.

Look, I don't know
what you came here to do.

But what you're saying
is crazy.

Yeah, you're telling me,
darling.

The kind of crazy
I live for.

We're pretty sure your son stole
that SUV, Mrs. Jackson.

Hang on.
Our neighbor was on vacation, ok?

Mark and his friends
just borrowed it.

Is that
what Mark told you?

Or is that what his lawyer instructed you
to say Mark told you?

Oh, God.

It must be difficult
raising a child,

and especially a son,
on your own.

I do the best I can.

This wasn't the first time
Mark did something like this, was it?

He's been doing
so good.

He even applied
to technical school.

I can hear the fear
in your voice.

Listen, I want you to know
that we believe

the D.A. is over-reaching
with this murder two.

And we want to help you,
Mrs. Jackson.

You're working
for the D.A.

Well, actually, we like to believe
that we work for the truth.

Mmm.

When it happened--
you know, I mean--

and when Mark
first heard that

it was Juan Salazar
who was killed,

you know what
he said to me?

My baby,
you know what he said?

He said, mom, how come
I got to walk away, and he died?

Survivor's guilt.

Look...I know damn well
that he stole that truck.

He's never tried to
tell me that he didn't.

He did wrong,
and he knows it.

But there's one thing
that he swears--

that light was green.

You believe that?

I'm his mother.

I believe him.

Why didn't he tell me
the light was green?

Well, you need
to ask him about that.

Is it off?

Well, you take it
out of the fridge.

You take the cap off,
right?

You stick your beak in,
and you give it a good sniff.

I'll hold.

I'm not smelling the milk

until you give me an answer
on the Mayan ruin trip, dad.

Well, if by Mayan ruins,
you mean

running around Cancun
with a bunch of 17-year-old girls,

good luck
with that one, Em.

If you really want
Mayan ruins, I can--

Dad? Dad?

Dad, what happened?
Dad? Are you there?

Dad?

Dad! Dad!

Dad, are you there?

Don't worry.
You're going to be ok.

I'm here.

2 vehicle TC, pulses normal.

Reactive pupils,
and the airway's clear.

Dr. Lightman,
open your eyes.

- Was he alert at the scene?
- He was confused.

No.

Can you hear me?

You were in
an accident.

Cal?

Hey.
How are you feeling?

Like I've been hit
by a car.

How long
was I out for?

Not long.
You've got a concussion,

so they want to keep you
on a 24-hour hold.

Welcome back,
Dr. Lightman.

What's she doing here?

She was the first one there
at the accident.

She saved you.
Oh, yeah?

I was driving home from work.
I saw the accident.

That's a likely story.

You ready to go
to your room?

I'll go with her.

Not you.

You...Get lost.

Dad.

No, it's fine.

He needs his rest.

Oh. Hello.
Hang on.

Oh, that was fun.
Do me a favor.

Why don't you see if you can find me
a proper cup of tea?

Sometime this year
would be good.

You got to keep that woman away
from Emily.

All right.
So you're telling me

that you think Ilene
had something to do

with your accident?

Oh, no. It's just
a pure coincidence

she shows up just at
the right moment to rescue me.

It happens all the time,
Gill.

So what happened
when she got there?

I don't know.
I just remember her stroking my head.

All right. She's the one
who called 911, Cal.

She stayed with you
after you blacked out.

She's the reason you got here
as quickly as you did.

No, wait. No. It's all coming back
to me now. Yeah.

She had a halo,
I think.

What happened to
the other driver?

He walked away.
Air bags, unlike your car.

You know, he says
you ran a red light.

Yeah, which is nonsense.
The same as happened

with that kid
and the baseball player, right?

Emily, you're not staying at
home alone tonight.

All right, darling?
I'm not a child.

You just go stay with
a friend, all right?

Why?

Ooh.

Nice try, dad.

What?

I was just in
a car crash, Em.

Ok. I'll give you the benefit
of the doubt this one time.

Cheers.

What, you two still here?

You should hit
your head harder.

I heard that!

Excuse me. Hi.

Where's Dr. Lightman?

He's not here.
Can I help you?

You can stop pulling favors
with the DC police.

You trying
to get your hands

on Mark Jackson's
confession tape?

Well, if Mark didn't run
a red light,

then he shouldn't have
to do hard time for an accident.

He stole a car,
fled from the scene,

and confessed.
Case closed.

He's not in there.

And why are you
so ashamed, anyway?

I beg your pardon?

You heard me.

Try not to swallow now.

Or blink.

Good--

so you do have a heart.

Why didn't you just ask
to see my locker?

Why'd you do it,
Ilene?

You mean help people?

You know...

There's so much going on
in your face.

One second,
you're scared.

The next, you're angry.

The next, you're proud.

Dr. Lightman, you have
a nasty concussion.

You shouldn't be up
and walking around.

You want me to find out
about you.

Don't you? I mean,
you're leading me to it.

But the fear--
see, that fear there--

you're terrified
I won't understand.

So you save people.

That's my job.

You know,
this false modesty

is getting
a little bit old, Ilene.

Ok, so I help people.

When you can.

Juan Salazar is...

Is what?

Nothing.

I saw how his death
affected you.

It was like he was
the first one you'd lost.

Really?

He was the first?

'Cause that's
interesting to me,

'cause, technically speaking,
you didn't lose him.

He died on impact.

So there's 16 articles
in here.

One every year. And every one at
the same time of year.

And Salazar is the only fatality
in this little collection.

Help me save
Mark Jackson.

What, are you
blackmailing me now?

Or let him rot.

'Cause after all, he's not a famous
baseball player, right?

He's just a car thief
who had it coming.

I'm off.

Where are you going?

I'm going home,
darling.

You shouldn't do that.

Tell me something
I don't know.

You know you want to.

Dad.

I thought I told you
to stay with a friend.

What are you doing
out of the hospital?

Well, I passed all my tests with
flying colors, didn't I?

Count to 10.

Recite the alphabet backwards,
you know.

Reagan's the President--
liberally speaking, of course.

So, what about you,
then?

I was just getting
some things.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

I was going to go over
to Francie's.

I've got
a concussion, Em,

not a brainectomy.

You were going to Willy's,
weren't you?

Liam's.
Aha.

Shouldn't you be
lying down, resting?

Oh, what, you mean,

like being waited on
hand and foot?

Yeah, that's a good idea.
Great minds.

So, wake me up
on the hour every hour.

Dad, come on.
What about...

What about what?

What about Liam?
What about him?

You're such a pain.

If you don't wake me up
once an hour,

with a knock to the head
like this,

that could mean...

Really, I mean,
I hate to say it, Em, but...

So how about
some beans on toast

before I kick
the bucket, then?

You got
to be kidding.

When Jackie fell on her head
during cheerleading,

she was on a liquid diet
for days.

Oh, yeah?
Give us a beer, then.

Are you trying
to be annoying,

or does it just
come naturally?

It comes naturally.

Uh, no.

No.
Hey! What?

Give it.
Give it to me.

I've got
to call Gillian.

No, you should be resting,
or I'm going to Liam's.

And good luck trying to stop me
in your condition.

So just forget about work.
Work? What work?

Drink your water.
All of it.

Em?
What?

Turn the light out?

Just close your eyes.

Look...

I don't know.
All right?

All I know is
I killed Juan Salazar.

Me.

You told your mother
the light was green.

Is that true?

Why didn't you
tell me about it?

You never asked.

It was green,
right?

I don't know what you guys
want me to say.

That's the problem, Mark.
You're worried too much

about what other people
want you to say.

You screwed up
stealing that car, Mark.

Everything I did is
messed up.

But did you run
a red light? Stop.

Close your eyes.

And just go
back there.

Just tell me
what you remember.

That's all
I want to hear.

That light was green.

I didn't run
no red light.

Good.

Nightmare.

Hang on a sec.

Changing channels.

Nope.
Still there.

My brain must be
on the blink.

Again?

Emily asked us over so you wouldn't
have to leave the house.

Where is she?
The little brat.

School.
Oh. And that makes a change.

I'm going
to get her for this.

You actually read
this book?

No, Loker.
I just leave it laying around

so bunkers like you will find it
and think I'm clever.

Could be Emily's.

All right, so two different people

you being one of them.

Go through an intersection.

They both crash.
Both say they didn't tun the red light.

How is that possible?

Did you not rehearse this>

Just to make this whole
visit thing more annoying,

We came here, primarily,
to see if you were okay.

Did you sleep
on that couch last night?

I like the couch.

What's wrong with the couch,
tell me that?

Well, someone is either
messing with the lights,

messing with the people, or both.

You being one of those people.

You know, this is doing my head
in worse that the crash.

So who gets to change traffic lights?

Secret Service have radio transmitters
that do that on their rearview mirrors.

FBI too. It's called an Opticon.

Ambulance drivers.

So, Ilene Clarke has
the ability

to change the lights as
part of her job, right?

Ambulances change hands from
shift to shift.

She'd say
that anybody

could've changed
those lights.

What else you got?

Well, Ilene Clark lives here in D.C.
with her younger brother Kent.

They've lived all over
the east coast.

Nothing really
popped out at me

until I tracked down
those news clippings that you found.

Well, there's one
that you missed.

Always in December,

always around about
the anniversary of mommy's death.

Ilene is always
the first on the scene.

Being a hero.

Look at how she's dressed.
In all of these, street clothes.

Off-duty.
Every time.

She knew the accidents
were going to happen ahead of time.

No one died
until Juan Salazar.

So she's escalating.

No. Salazar was
a mistake.

Her first.

And the guilt's
killing her.

Uh, Ilene's not home.

I--she--
Ilene's not home.

Did Ilene write this?

Oh. Even better.
You did.

What have you got
in there?

You mind
if I get a drink?

I've been told
I need to stay hydrated.

Oh, really?

Is this--what?
This is...Drain cleaner?

Eh. That's juicy-ade,
tango Berry.

Right.

So, tell us about
the crash, then.

Crash? Wh--what crash?

The one
where it all started.

The one that made you
and Ilene orphaned.

It was, um,
an accident.

An accident.

As opposed to
all the others.

Ilene's a good person.
A hero.

Say that again,
only this time,

say it without all that business
with your shoulders.

Business.
What do you mean, business?

Like that.

It means that
you don't really,

honestly, don't think
that she's a hero.

Can I ask you something,
Kent?

Did your sister have
something to do with the accident?

Uh, Ilene was--
Ilene was playing.

She was a kid.

Playing how?

I bet I know.

With a ball,
right?

With a fun ball.

Bouncing it
off the Dash.

Kent, did the accident
leave you with neurological damage?

Mom told her to stop,
but Ilene was being a...

I don't want to talk
about this anymore. No more.

You're still angry
at her.

Mom turned
to yell at her.

And she yelled.

There was a car coming
the other way.

Mom was in his lane.

And he...

He honked his horn.

Mom saw him coming,
but--

Take your time, son.
Take your time.

Ilene tried
to save mom.

But she couldn't.

That's ok.

That's ok, Kent.

You'll be happy to know
your light was green.

Delighted.

A second later...
It's red.

There's only one way
that can happen.

I don't see
an ambulance.

And again, you know,
she was off-duty.

Pursuing her hobby.

You know, it looks like
she's expecting someone else.

You see that there?
That's fear, that is.

On a scale of one to 10,
it's about a 7.

Fear of what?

Whoever's got
the Opticon.

Can you pull up
the Salazar stuff?

There it is.
You just go back.

Go. There. There.

There push in.

Kent.
What's he doing there?

It's like he's watching a movie
or something.

No, he's watching his sister.
Look at his eye line.

He's the only one who looks like he's
being entertaining.

Look. His eyes are widened,
his eyebrows are raised.

It looks like Kent is who Ilene was
waiting for at your accident.

He's watching.

He's controlling her.

He's rubbing her nose in
their mother's death.

He makes the mess.

She cleans it up.

- Well, was he there?
- Yeah.

He gave me this.

Here you are.
Look and learn.

Need I say more?

He cloned the Opticon signal
from Ilene's ambulance.

You broke in,
didn't you?

You're going
to push him too far.

A guy in some blurry
cell phone footage

somehow caused
this accident?

Don't waste my time.

Why are you so invested
in railroading Mark Jackson?

This case a big boost
for your career?

Putting away the murderers
of a baseball phenom--

season tickets for life.

We're done here.

After Dr. Lightman
questioned Ilene Clarke,

he was in
a car accident himself.

Ilene was
the first on the scene.

Well, second,
after her brother.

These weren't
the only ones.

Kent's been causing
car accidents

all over the east coast.

You want to make your bones,
arrest Kent.

Be a hero.
Save some lives.

I showed myself in.
Hope you don't mind.

Where's my brother?
He's out.

He's making
more of these.

That's windshield glass,
his diamonds.

Yeah. He collects them
from the scene at every accident.

Oh, no. Wait.
You collect them for him. Don't you?

Or else he starts
bouncing his ball off your head again.

I caused
our mother's death.

So, how many people
you got to scrape up

off the pavement
to make up for that, then?

I save people.

Kent asks me why I couldn't do
that for our mom.

But you do get
something out of this, too,

don't you?

The Unabomber's brother
turned him in.

But for some reason,
you haven't.

Kent won't stop.
He can't.

I have to be there
to save those people.

You could've stopped him.

I mean,
some hero you are, right?

We both know that's not
a sandwich order.

And you thought
I'd never understand.

It's Lexington
and Maryland.

It's right around
the corner.

Everybody, get back.
Get back. Give him air.

Kent.
Oh, my God.

Sis. Hey, sis.

It's the remote...

He used
to control you.

Can you tell me
where it hurts?

On a scale of 1 to 10?

No.
Leave me alone!

- Kent, calm down. Stop it.
- No, no.

He wants to die, love.

He wants you
to watch him die.

- That's insane.
- It's not as insane

as what you two have been up to
your entire adult lives.

Can't say it plainer
than that.

This is
what you want?

It's exactly
what he wants.

Otherwise, why choose somewhere
so close to home?

You've got it
all timed out,

haven't you, Kent?

Why would you
do this?

You took my diamonds.

Plus, he wants
to stick it to you.

Watch you fail
all over again.

Is this
what he does to you, eh?

Kent, it's over.
You have to stop.

Make me.

Make me.

Leave me here.

Leave me here to die.

Oh, like she left
your mum to die?

How's it feel, Kent?
Look at her.

You win.

How does it feel?

Do your job,
darling.

Kent, you have
a collapsed lung.

Ohh!

Here.

You trained her well,
mate.

He's stable.
Possible broken right femur.

It's going to be ok.

It's like I said
when we first met,

you're amazing.

What you do.

Here.

Go for it.

Well,
this much I know--

you never wanted
to hurt anyone.

I heard you told that
to the D.A. thanks.

But no thanks.

We both know I deserve
what's coming to me.

But you're happy
about it.

I'm free.

I know it sounds strange,
but...

The last few nights in here,

I've finally been able
to sleep.

I bet it's the food.

Dr. Lightman,
when I asked you

what kind of a doctor
you were, you said you--

I said
I poke about a bit.

Well, now that
you've done that...

What have you found?

A life...

Worth saving?

Look after yourself.

All right?

Mrs. Jackson, hi.
Oh, hey.

How's Mark?

Um, scared,

but he's holding up.

Prison is not exactly like
juvenile hall.

Uh, the D.A. told me
that she reduced the charges.

Yes, she did, and
that's why I came by.

I just really wanted
to thank you

for never giving up
on him.

I was just doing
my job.

Maybe if I'd done mine,
he wouldn't be there.

You know, there are kids
with both parents,

all the money and opportunities
in the world,

and they still manage
to mess it all up.

I love him.

You know,
with good behavior,

he could be out
in just a few years.

I hope you're right.

I want him
to a have a future.

I know he will.

Thank you again.

That's my book.

What's that, then?

Oh, a memory test.

Look, it was just
a knock to the head, Em.

No such thing as just a knock
to the head at your age.

Where'd you get
that mouth from?

I forget.
You tell me.

Look, that little horror show
was locked away

in the attic
for a reason, now.

Why didn't you
burn it, then?

Can I get back
to this now?

Who's this?

That's...Some cousin.

Kath, her name is.
Was.

All that fried food.

Ok.
Who's that guy?

I don't know.

Really?
Really.

Seriously?
Seriously.

He just walked
into the frame

just at the moment when your mom was
taking the picture.

So that's not a picture of you
wearing white jeans.

What, me? Never.

Oh! Hello.

Oh, that's...

Very clever, Em.
Sneaky.

Are those
the Mayan ruins?

I don't know.
I can't remember.

I'm going to Cancun
with my friends next year.

Can I come?

So is that a yes?

- What?
- Mexico.

- Who?
- Dad.

What were we
talking about?

Don't be a plonker.

You get that mouth
from me, girl.

Don't you forget it.

This is in French, Em!