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

Loker: I could?

Yeah, ok. Yeah.

2:30 is actually
better for me,

so, yeah, ok.

That's a personal call,
is it?

Uh, can I call you back?
Thanks. Bye.

How's the job hunt going?
It's a little tougher than you thought, is it, or...

All right, well, carry on.
Keep up the good work.

What?

All I was trying to say
in there was, you know,

I want him on the street
getting a life,



not in there
getting a latte.

Why don't you just
tell him that, then?

And spoil all the fun?

Do me a favor.

Show me it.

Uh-oh.

This is Juan Ramirez,

street name Prince John,
of the Nine-Six clique.

Push in tighter.

That's, uh, Detective, uh...

What's his name again?

Farr.

Murderous hatred.

What happens next?



So what part of you
is thinking "I told you so"?

Internal Affairs.

They've been watching
Wallowski for a while.

Apparently it's not uncommon
to run surveillance
on gang unit cops.

You got this from I.A.?

They came to me with it,
because of your relationship
with Wallowski,

which somehow
they know about.

All right, look at her.

She's pissed off.

At her partner.

She tried to stop him.

It could be argued
that she did that

once the other cops
arrived on the scene.

It could also be argued
that you thought

having a compromised cop
in your pocket
was a good idea

and there was nothing
I could do or say
to warn you.

This is a message to you
from Internal Affairs.

Your new friend Wallowski
is under the microscope.

And they want me
to stay out of it.

You want me to stay
out of it.

Dr. Lightman.

What do you want?

Every cop in the city
have passed
their fitness test.

Police range.
Police personnel only.

What's Prince John
got on you

that makes you
want to kill him, eh?

Have a nice day.

It's not so much fun
killing cardboard, is it?

Let me guess.
You've seen the video.

Yeah. You want to know
how I got it?

I.A. gave me that tape.

Now, why would they
be watching you,

do you think,
in your humble opinion?

What you saw on that tape
is my partner subduing
a suspect.

Trying to kill him,
more like.

Corner kids
like Prince John,

they keep guns
in the wheel Wells
of nearby cars.

He was going for
a hidden gun.

Oh, so where's the gun
now, then,

in a police evidence
locker somewhere?

You working with I.A. Now?

If I was,
you'd be in the cop shop.

Answer a simple question--
what's going on between
you and your partner?

What are you hiding?

You know, you do that whole
tough guy cop thing really well,

but do me a favor--save it
for the customers, all right?

Look, Prince John,
he's a mid-level dealer
with the Nine-Sixes.

All right. So if there
was a reason to arrest him
yesterday,

what's he doing
on the street today, then?

Herman Farr
is a good man, period.

What your partner did
on that tape

is the beginning of the end
for both of you.

What do you care?
I'm just the cop

that you like to squeeze
on the street,
in the sack, wherever.

In the sack?

That's a bit previous,
isn't it?

That beating was personal.

Prince John has something
on your partner,

and you know exactly
what it is.

Which makes you a target
as well.

I can take care
of myself,

thank you.

Give us a go, then.

You know,
you do need my help.

You just don't know
how to ask for it. Do you?

All right.

Hey.

Easy, tiger.

I'll drive.

♪ Lie to Me 3x03 ♪
Dirty Loyal
Brand New Day by Ryan Star

♪ dream,
send me a sign ♪

♪ turn back the clock ♪

♪ give me some time ♪

♪ I need to break out ♪

♪ make a new name ♪

♪ let's open our eyes ♪

♪ to the brand-new day ♪

Let's make this quick.

Check it out.
Vigilante Five-O pigs.

[Laughing]

It's Prince John, right?

Do you know
what a prince is

where I come from?

What did you say?

No--well, that as well.

But I wasn't talking about
your sexual preferences.

A prince, where I come from,

is a burden on the taxpayer.

Settle.

She's been practicing.

Beat it, snow?

What's she gonna find on you
if she pats you down, eh?

Seriously.

What's she gonna plant
on him, you mean?

Eight ball with your name on it
in this pocket right here.

Ask your question. Go on.

What you got on my partner?

I know he's fat.

[Laughing]

You see, I think you can
do better than that, really.

Mm-Hmm.
Don't you, Wallowski?

You know the drill.

[Handcuffs jangling]

I mean, we gotta go.

[Indistinct chatter]

I'll be back.

You be all right?

Let's go.

That tune-up that
Detective Farr gave you,

was personal, right?

So that means either
you have unfinished business

or Detective Farr's
on the take.

Or, you've got
something he wants.

Tune-up?

Nah.

Well, I got it.

Option 2. Detective Farr's
on the take.

That's not news to you.
What--

you gonna take his word
over a decorated cop?

That was no ordinary beating.

Farr wanted to kill him.

Which is why the Prince here
is on the run.

What, you see me running?

My advice to you...

Dust off your sneakers...

Princess.

We done?

I need a ride home.

Well...Protect and serve.

This is the serve part.

We found that Wallowski
has a number
of interesting reactions.

Pursed lips and puffed cheeks
indicate resignation.

Widened eyes show fear.

Oh, yeah?

We're breaking down the videos
into micro-expressions.

I'll break you down into
micro-expressions in a minute.

Put your hand on your heart
and tell me you think
Wallowski's clean.

What, you mean clean like you?

Give us the room.

Now, look, I didn't mean that
in a bad way.

I know what you meant.

Have a seat.

Now what, nurse?

You came up
on I.A.'s radar

the minute
you and Wallowski

decided to start
seeing each other.

That's a business meeting,
that.

I don't have an ax to grind
against her, Cal,

I really don't.

[Cell phone rings]

You just don't trust my judgment
where she's concerned, huh?

I don't want to see you
get hurt.

Yeah.

Right.

It's a little late
for that now.

For what?

I'm up to my neck in it.
Come on.

[Helicopter]

Prince John.
I dropped him off an hour ago.

[Siren]

Dr. Foster?
Can I have a word?

This isn't happening.

Did he do this?

He didn't say.

Does he know
who did this?

If he did, we wouldn't
be standing here
talking about it.

Did you ask him?

He's a city cop 20 years.

You asked him.

Your worst nightmare--
he lied to you.

Incoming.

Detective Wallowski,

Internal Affairs.
Jenkins.

Weapon, please,
Detective.

Or do you want me
to arrest you out here?

Arrest her for what?

That.

On what evidence?

Eyewitness.

[Door buzzes open]

So I'm thinking,
I distract the guards,

and you start digging.

You got a spoon on you?

Or you could tell me
the truth about Farr.

I'll get you out
that way.

Look, Farr didn't kill
Prince John.

You and I lifted him,

an hour later
he's back on the street,

and that's why he's dead.

You don't believe that.

So I bit my lip.

Give me a break.

If one of those gang-bangers
thinks you killed Prince John,

this is the worst possible
place you could be, love.

Mind if I speak
with my partner now?

I'll get you that spoon.

[Door buzzes open]

What took you so long?

She's never gonna
rat out her partner.

I mean, you can offer
her any deal you like.
It's not going to happen.

Uh-huh. So that's your
science speaking, is it?

You need me.

Badly.

This is a department
investigation, Dr. Lightman.

Do you want to look good
for your career,

or do you want
to get this right
and look even better?

If you are gaming me,

I will flush you
down the toilet.

You and Wallowski.

Bollocks.

You got an innocent cop
sitting in jail

with a target
on her back.

Wallowski's there because
we have an eyewitness murder

with no alibi.

You look me in the eye
and you tell me

you don't have skeletons.

'Cause you know
if I start looking,
I'll find them.

What do you want?

Detective Farr.

But...Not here.

At my place.
My comfort zone,
not yours.

And when you find dirt
on that woman, Wallowski,
which I know there is?

"That woman"?

Is that your science
talking now?

Then you'll give her
to me, too.

Woman, on tape:
I just saw a boy shot,

95th and Chalmers.

White lady cop threw him
out her car,
then started shooting.

Male 911 dispatcher:
And you said an officer
was involved?

Woman:
Wachowski, Willinski...

[Clears throat]

Something like that.

Works the gangs up here.

I thought I took
your desk away.

This is the 911 tape
of the eyewitness.

She has an evasive
vocal tic.

The throat clearing--
she did it when
she was making statements

about Detective Wallowski.

Did you come up with this
all by yourself?

And, if you listen
to the tape
in its entirety...

Woman: It was definitely
her. I recognized...

She gives unnecessary details.

Not answering questions
directly.

She's lying.

Maybe she's just old.

Look, you keep doing that.

And it just gets
funnier and funnier.

Where'd you get
the 911 tape from, hey?

You're not the only one
with police contacts.

What, Loker?

Afraid so.

Next time, however,
will you run it by me first?

That throat clearing--
it's phlegm--she's a smoker.

[Video game sound effects
playing]

African coffee.

Best on the planet.

[Video game sound effects]

Is that your son
in there, Mrs. Phillips?

Oh, lord, no.

Grandson.

Louis. He lives with me.

How do you take it?

A splash of milk,
2 sugars. That's me.

Where in Africa?

Kenya.

Mrs. Phillips:
I know a guy
knows a guy...

[Man shouts
on video game]

Second man:
Watch that chopper!

You trying to make
your grandma deaf?

Leave her out of this.

[Weapons fire,
man shouts, dog barks]

[Turns down volume]

Leave her out of what?

You a cop. I can smell.

How old are you, then?

Nice ink, that.

That's the Nine-Sixes, is it?

You know, the proud, the few.

However it goes.

Comedian cop.

You just play your game.
You don't mind me, all right?

How about over here?

And whoever killed Prince John,

I wouldn't breathe a word
about that if I were you.

I don't know nothin'
about that.

Well, that's smart.
You see, you keep
your mouth shut,

you pick your side
in this war carefully,

'cause you never know,
right?

Next time it could be you,
couldn't it?

Beat it, snow.

Damn.

[Beeping]

I'd get that if I were you.

You never leave home
without it, right?

Oh, yeah,
'cause I'm that stupid.

Keep it. I'm straight.

Snow. I'm beginning
to like that.

It's growing on me.
Very creative, that.

I'm going over to Ronnie's
house, grandma.

Be home for dinner.
It's your favorite.

Ronnie's house, my ass.

Here. Merry Christmas.

It's a firing pin.

Just so long
as he comes home is all.

Yeah.

What was I saying?

The shooting. Prince John.

Yes. I'm 110% certain

it was the Wallowski
girl who shot him.

I might be old,
but I'm not blind.

[Tires screeching]

[Loud engine]

You know, there's many
different kinds of blindness.

Blind is blind.

Right, yeah.

Well, thanks for your time,
Mrs. Phillips.

That's it?
What about your coffee?

Rain check.

[Helicopter]

[Indistinct police radio]

Hi, mate.

Louis, I thought you was
on your way to Ronnie's.

You lost?

Oh, look at you.
Lovely.

Matching ink.

You guys must really,
really like each other.

Or something.

Not that there's
anything wrong
with that.

[Clicks tongue]

Farr: It's ok.

Good evening, all.

Another day in D.C.,
Professor.

Cal: Whew. Blimey.

Well, at least
your partner's
got an alibi this time.

You know, her being
in jail and that.

Who was he?

His street name's Stomper.

Local pharmaceutical rep
for the Nine-Sixes.

Who's that one?

Who's that one?!

Hey?

What's he smiling
about, eh?

He's not smiling.

Come on, calm down.

It's not a capital
offense, you know.

Disperse those clowns.

What, you mean lift 'em,
right?

I mean, they know
the dead guy.

They're all in the same
gang together.

Now, listen.

How you doin', mate?

Who's that one
over there?

Oh.

He's that dangerous, is he?

How does Detective Farr
know him?

Hit me in the stomach.

Back off, man.

Is he one of the ones
grabbing for power?

Is he?

You hit me in the stomach,
I'll pay you $50, with a smile.

Which one's gonna make you
look better?

You're crazy.

Look,
whoever killed Prince John

killed your friend over there.

Right?

Who was it?

Not that lady cop.

Thanks for that.

All right, stomach,
not face, all right?

[Laughing]
Ohh!

That's cold.

[Laughing continues]

Did you see that?

You ok?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

Cal.

You tell your I.A. Friend

I want to talk
to that one there.

All right?

This isn't a gang war.
It's more like a gang
at war with itself.

And he knows it.

He's part of it, he is.
He's even picked sides.

Two Nine-Sixes
in two days, Suarez.

Busy man.

First off,

he's not a man,
so try "boy."

See what I mean?

You Call this science?

Well, it sells books,
you know?

Ask him why
he's so happy

his own gang members
are dead.

Speak.

You got nothin' on me.

The lady cop killed
Prince John and set him up.

Why are you lying
about her?

Do you need her
out of the way?

You need her where
she's easier to get to.

Right?

Inside.

I'm with you.

Killing cops
is serious business.

Lawyer.

No need.

You're free to go.
Get out of here.

Hello.

You know him, do you?

I work gangs.
He's in a gang.

You seem exceptionally relieved

to see him walking
out of here a free man.

Let me guess.
He asked for a lawyer.

You've interviewed him,
have you?

A few times, yeah.

Always with Wallowski?

I got one for you.

Did you tell Wallowski
you were on the I.A. payroll

when you started doing her?

And why have you kept me
waiting out here?

No reason.

You can go now.

I want interrogation
tape on him

and Wallowski

and any other Nine-Sixes.

Get out of here.

I would, but I got
work to do.

Let me ask you something.

Is this about catching
corrupt cops for you,

or is this about saving
your friend?

Because I still have
an eyewitness.

So you were 2 blocks away
when you heard the shots.

Is that right?

Why don't you let him
tell us where he was.

I was 2 blocks away.

So in this one,

Farr is controlling
the interrogation.

He's warning
Suarez.

And then the next one.

We put you there.
We got witnesses.

We know J.T.
has a beef with you.

We just want to hear
your side of the story,
that's all.

I need a break.

You finish this.

Wallowski walks out
before the interrogation
is over.

Well, they've been
in there for 3 hours.

I mean, maybe she just
needed a tinkle.

Or maybe she was letting Farr
blow the interrogation.

Is there anything here
you agree on?

Yes.

There's definitely some
kind of relationship

between Detective Farr
and Suarez.

Agreed. Farr does sound
compromised at times.

Well, if Farr's dirty,
Wallowski's dirty.

What's that?

What is that,

guilt by association?

You may.
May I remind you--

you've got an eyewitness.
I haven't forgotten.

Wallowski's arraigned
in the morning.

My hands are tied.

She goes to county,
that's a death sentence.

Well, she either
gives up her partner

or she's on her own.

Thanks for your help.

Oh, you wanted me to lie.

I see now.

Mrs. Phillips,
are you comfortable?

I saw what I saw.

[Clears throat]
Let's just get on
with it, shall we?

Ok, we just have
a quick video

we'd like you
to take a look at.

And when I turn it off,

just give us as much detail
about it as you can.

There were 3 people.

A couple holding hands,
an old man in a ball cap,

and a blue car parked.

Do you know what
change blindness is,
Mrs. Phillips?

Changed what?

Change blindness.

We see what we anticipate
we're going to see,

even if it changes.

The brain doesn't react
to the change.

Right.
Like Charles here.

This was actually Loker
just a minute ago.

So, you saw Wallowski
drop Prince John off,

but did you look away
for any time

before the shooting started?

I...

I think I was
brewing coffee.

And then when
the shooting started,

you looked out the window,
you saw the shooter, right?

Who you thought was
the same person you saw
with Prince John

just moments earlier.

I was about to bring you
that spoon.

How did you get me out?

Change blindness.

What you lookin' at,
Flaco?

Lovely weather we're having.

I'm not talking
about Farr.

Balmy for this time of year.

You want me to talk
about Farr

'cause you're working
with I.A., right?

That's how you got me
out of jail,

you're working
some kind of deal?

Right. Well, that's that
out of the way, then.

Where do we go now?

Straight to sex?

Look, you know
he's dirty, right?

It's not exactly
breaking his heart
selling you out, by the way.

What if he was?
And I'm not saying
that he is.

Is what?

Dirty.

You just said it.

There are two types
of dirty.

One is who you are
and one happens to you.

Oh, Farr's a victim.

Do me a favor.

Want to know
how it happens?

How what happens?

Corruption.

You did it again.

I'm too tired
for this.

Well, humor me.

I brought the wine.

So we isolated
some of her reactions

during the Suarez interrogation.

First interview--
after a softball from Farr,

she purses her lips,

barely noticeable.

5 months later,
she looks away, brow furrows,

much more intense reaction.

In an interrogation
last year,

you see disgust around
her nose, on her mouth.

And finally 6 weeks ago,

her entire body
shifts away from Farr

and she leaves the room.

So, in terms
of intensity,

her disgust
with Farr rises
from an "a" to an "e"

in lock-step
with Suarez's crimes.

As he went
from joyriding
to homicide.

She's known all along

that Suarez and Farr
had some kind of deal.

Lightman's watched
all of these interviews.

How could he miss this?

Change blindness.

That's not bad
for 7 bucks, eh?

You know about wine?

It's made from grapes.

What do you do
when your partner
busts a 14-year-old

with a few grams
of heroin?

You send them to juvie
for a PhD. In criminology

or cut 'em a break?

I don't know.

You tell me.

You start small.

You just fudge
some paperwork
here and there.

Knock a banger
around a bit,

get a shooter
out of him.

You know, that's all very
interesting.

But not one mention
of Detective Farr.

I'm trying to tell you,
you get deep enough in,

you can't get back out.

You know, two dead bodies
is a world away

from fudging a bit
of paperwork, darlin',

really.

So...Get on with it, then.

[Loud car engine]

[Revving]

Candles?

Cabinet. Top left
of the stove.

Sexy music.

On it.

Lube?

Just kidding.

You got a light?

[Music playing]

♪ I'm in the mood... ♪

Yeah. Home invasion,
85 North Pershing.

♪ I'm in the mood,
in the mood ♪

♪ baby, I'm in the mood ♪

Bloody hell.

Untraceable, hey?

My dad said always
have options.

♪ I said, nighttime
is the right time ♪

♪ to be with the one you love ♪

♪ and you know
when night come, baby ♪

♪ God knows,
you're so far away ♪

♪ I'm in the mood ♪

♪ I'm in the mood ♪

♪ I'm in the mood for love ♪

♪ I'm in the mood,
in the mood ♪

♪ baby, I'm in the mood
for love ♪

Oi!

♪ I said, yes, yes ♪

Who's next?

[Groaning]
♪ my mother told me... ♪

♪ to leave that girl alone ♪

You got 10 seconds
to get your friend out of here.

We're done talking. All right.

[Song continues indistinctly]

[Groaning]

♪ I'm in the mood, baby ♪

♪ I'm in the mood
for love ♪

Glad you met me yet?

I think it's time
to lose those.

Just saying.

♪ Baby ♪

♪ I'm in the mood for love ♪

How long you gonna pretend
there's nothing going on

between Suarez and Farr?

You want to talk
about this now?

The I.A. leaned
on my partner

to lean on me
to give you up.

Now, I'm being disloyal
to my partner

because you're being loyal
to a man

who's up to his neck in it.

You're saying Dr. Foster's
wrong about me?

Like she's wrong about me
sometimes.

It comes from a good place.

You ever hear of
off-duty Booty?

Suarez is Farr's son.

I wouldn't do that
if I were you, mate.

You.

Raises the blood pressure,
you know?

I me, if you want
a "get out of jail free"
pass from the I.A.,

you might want to get it
under control, mate.

All right, suit yourself.

But it does make your neck
blob out a bit, you know?

Oh, yeah.

Wallowski?

Well, you can stick
a fork in her and all,

'cause she's cooked.

You both are.

Did you know that someone
shot up her house

last night?

Oh, first
you've heard of it.

Well, that's
a good sign, I suppose.

You want to know
who it was?

It was your boy Suarez.

And when I say your boy,

what I mean is, your son.

19 years old.

Mowing his way through
his own gang

while you look
the other way.

You ok?

I'm good.

And so is Suarez.

It starts simple.

Right? You're just trying
to do the right thing,

like any real dad would.

You can't protect him anymore.

He tried killing you
last night.

Choose.

Your partner...

Or your son.

[Door opens]

Detective Farr.

Get me Lightman.

Now.

He's not in yet.

Well, he bends Farr's ear
before the hearing,

Farr comes in and spills.

Suarez is his son.

He's been in the kid's pocket
for years.

So you got your dirty cop.

Congratulations.

Farr's son killed Prince John
and Stomper

because he knew
they were blackmailing Farr.

And Wallowski knew it, too.

She's dirty.

I mean, 8-hour days
with Farr for 5 years?

It doesn't sound
like proof.

Farr takes the heat,
says Wallowski knows nothing.

Lying through his teeth,

and Lightman
put him up to it.

Oh, this isn't about
Wallowski anymore, is it?

It's about Lightman.

You can choose--

Wallowski or your partner.

Because I will bring down
this whole circus act

if I have to.

Understand?

Do you need that
in writing?

Her contempt
for Farr's choices

is getting harder
to contain.

She knew about Suarez.

And you're sure about that?

Put her in the cube
for long enough,

and if she's guilty,
she'll betray herself.

The muscles in your cheek,
relax them.

No, no. Hands down.

You cover your mouth,

you give yourself away.

You know, if you teach me
how to lie,

you might never
be able to trust me.

All right, pay attention.

Focus on what we're doing.

You're not helping me.

You're just trying
to save yourself now.

That was good.

You hid the contempt.

There are 4 key emotions
displayed here.

Disappointment, frustration,

disgust,

outrage.

And just like contempt,

any of these would
expose Wallowski's role

in covering up
Farr's crimes.

And you can show me
what to look for?

And what to ask.

Ask her a question
she doesn't expect.

That's where you'll find
unfiltered emotion,

something she won't
be able to hide.

You knew there was
a relationship
between Farr and Suarez.

They were friendly.

Part of our work
with gang unit

is to connect
with these kids.

But I had no idea
until yesterday

they were
father and son.

Oh, that's good.
Nice.

Lying comes naturally to you.

Good teacher.

Just part your lips
a little

for surprise, you know.

They'll be looking for that.

I don't know
if I can do this.

Of course you can.

I can't lose the one cop
I can squeeze,

on the street.

Tell me a lie.

Anything you like.

I hate you.

Now, that's brilliant.

You're ready.

You knew Detective Farr
had a relationship
with Marco Suarez?

We're meant to form
relationships with
street-level dealers.

But did you know

he was helping Suarez
commit crimes?

No. I didn't know anything
about that.

But you do know
that he beat Prince John

to cover his relationship
with Suarez,

to support Suarez's move
to control the Nine-Sixes.

Now that he's confessed,
sure, I guess.

Was Detective Farr a good
father to his children?

Which ones?

To his regular
family ones.

You mean his white ones.

Don't deflect
the question, Detective.

I'm sorry,
what was the question again?

Oh, yeah. Uh,

he's incredible
with his kids.

Well, don't look at me, Loker.

Give it to them straight.

I get nothing here.

Zip.

Was Wallowski in on this
with Farr or not?

She's been coached.

Or maybe she's clean.

And you Call yourself
scientists?

You call cops
who disagree cops?

Unless one of them's dirty.

Well, she's saying
Wallowski's clean.

Aren't you, Dr. Foster?

Wait! What are you
walking away for, hey?

That's not right.
Don't do that.

Never mind.

I'm not going anywhere,
Gill, so let's have it.

What do you see in her, Cal?

I'd have done the same thing
for my partner.

It's called loyalty.

That's kind of ironic

from where I'm standing.

Well?

Is Wallowski lying?

Yes.

Absolutely.

Farr is not a good dad.
She's covering for him.

As for the rest of it,
she's not lying.

She didn't know anything
about Suarez or any of it.

D--Dr. Lightman?

Yeah, she's clean.

As a whistle.

["These Days" playing]

♪ Hand to God,
I didn't mean to ♪

♪ after all, look
what we've been through ♪

♪ men come in different shades ♪

♪ it's how we're made ♪

♪ little house
on Ellis drive ♪

[door clangs shut]

♪ Is where I feel ♪

♪ most alive... ♪

5 years of my life,
and for what?

Well, you thought he was just
looking after his kid, right?

So you did what you could.

And more.

Loyal to a fault.

And when I say fault,
what I really mean--

she gets it, Cal.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

You don't like me,
do you?

I didn't do what I did
for you.

No, you did it for him.

Where'd he go?

Want to go grab
a cup of coffee?

I'll take a rain check.

♪ Violent colors so obscene ♪

♪ it's all I see these days ♪

♪ these days ♪