Lie to Me (2009–2011): Season 3, Episode 5 - The Canary's Song - full transcript

I'm looking for Mr. Wallace.

He's not here. You got me. Speak.

You knew I was coming, didn't you?

Yeah.

To whine to Mr. Wallace.

This week's check's 60 bucks light, man.

I'm just here to get what's mine.

Question... you think you're pulling

your weight down there, Warner?

What, did my crew say I'm not?

No. I say it.



I see everything you
mokes do and don't do.

That's why you call me Big Brother, right?

I'm trying to put a down
payment on a ring, man. Come on.

Well, I guess that
means now Connie has time

to find herself a real man.

I thought so.

Every man has his price, Mr. Lightman.

Oh, yeah? What's mine, then?

100 grand?

Why come to me?

MSHA's about to come out with their report

saying that they found no
evidence of miner error.

That's as good as saying
that the company's to blame

for the death of all those men.



Sounds fair.

What happened in that
mine was human error.

Of course it was.

Always is.

Bloody humans.

I came up in those mines, Mr. Lightman.

20 years breaking rocks.

Now, if enough methane
gas builds up down there,

one slip of the hammer sets off a spark,

no one stands a chance in hell.

Now, if the company's at fault,

I'd be the first one to admit it.

But that is not the case here.

How do you know?

Because I run a safe mine.

You don't know, do you?

I mean, not for sure, right?

But if I can prove that
the company's not at fault,

you get an extra little something

in your Christmas envelope, don't you?

A.S.A.C. Dillon.

Dr. Foster.

Nice to see you.

It's your boss I'm here to see.

You did get the memo?

We're no longer on retainer with the FBI.

And you mean my partner.

You speak to him after
you're done with me.

That's how we vet our incoming cases.

Your partner got Agent
Reynolds shot and wounded.

How's Ben doing?

Ben is riding a desk.

How do you think he's doing?

What are you doing here?

Quid pro quo.

You speak Latin now.

Heh. You want to hear some more? Pro bono.

That's what you're gonna charge the FBI

for this case I'm bringing you.

Pro bono? I don't think so.

Well, then we'll drag Lightman in

to answer some very tough questions

which will make him wish
that we'd stayed friends.

Ok.

What's he done now?

I can't wait till tomorrow.

What happens tomorrow?

I get better-looking every day.

Now you know why they
call him Jimmy the Mouth.

Who's dealing?

Is this still Texas hold 'em,

or are we ready for a real man's game?

Had enough?

Or do I need to skip to the part

where he sweeps 5 large in
dirty money off the table?

Which, in case you're
not hearing me clearly,

I can easily turn into a
felony that won't go away.

Here are those pictures
you asked for, Dr. Lightman.

You don't think I grieve for my men?

We're sorry for your loss, Mr. Wallace,

but apart from the
picture of your foreman,

the rest aren't miners
killed in that explosion.

They're 5 random pictures that
we pulled from the Internet.

Hiya.

Who died?

Your friend Dillon from the FBI

is in the conference room

with a video of you

playing cards with criminals.

Me?

Jimmy the Mouth.

I'll take care of the FBI.

All you do is antagonize them, Cal.

That's never gonna get
them to leave us alone.

What this requires is a woman's touch.

Get lost.

Torres, I need you.

Jimmy the mouth made a mess.

And he was just leaving.

What's that all about?

I was never here.

Dr. Lightman's not in the office.

Still out playing cards with criminals?

That doesn't mean he is a criminal.

So why don't we focus on
what you're really here for.

You want to use Dr. Lightman
against the men in that game.

Who's that one?

Name is Brian Warner.

He's a timberman.

He builds supports, and
the miners, they dig.

One of the best I've ever seen.

00 in the morning

and he's already drunk.

This is Mr. Lightman from
D.C. I was telling you about.

Old times.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yes, 'cause I look so young.

Oh. Right.

I was Big Brother's assistant foreman.

I taught him everything he knows.

Big Brother?

Eyes in the back of his head, did he?

Yeah. Except this time.

That's Hoodak. He's an engineer.

Angry sober, angry drunk.

It runs in the family.

He blames you for the explosion, mate.

Face of the company.
Comes with the territory.

Ooh. Racism's alive and kicking

in Hopper's River, I see.

That's Darryl.

He's part of the crew, too.

6 men went underground on Monday.

Today we mourn their passing.

First and foremost, we'd like
to mourn our foreman bill Jones.

We all called him Big Brother

because that's what he was to all of us.

This one's so full of it,
it's coming out of his ears.

He was tough,

but he always had our backs.

And everyone here knows it.

What do you expect with
his family here, huh?

I would expect the man eulogizing him

to at least try to hide his contempt.

Let's all bow our heads
in a moment of silence.

Hello.

That was a very touching eulogy.

I was moved.

Who the hell are you?

I'm sorry about your foreman in there.

You're with Wallace.

Yeah, he's sorry, too.

And for the other 5 men
that got killed with him.

You're leaving so soon?

He's only just racked them up.

Nature calls.

You know,

I am gonna find out what
happened down that mine

that makes you so ashamed.

I'm kind of a pain in the ass that way.

Being a miner's not a question
of if you're gonna get hurt,

just when.

Really? So, how's it work, then?

All right, 6 of you
get killed all together

and you guys just knock back a few pints

and put it down to accidents will happen.

Is that how it goes, eh?

You're not welcome in this bar.

You got some nerve
coming in here, Wallace.

Connie, I'm here to pay my
respects like everyone else.

Connie, it's all right.

My kid cousin Joey was
killed in that explosion.

How do you dare tell me
it's all right, Sully?

He was just a canary. 18 years old.

His first week down your damn mine.

Ok, hold on, guys.

We don't want any trouble, Mr. Wallace.

Where you going?!

Back off!

You ain't gonna use it.

Try me.

Try me.

Who the hell are you?

He's with me.

Here, give me that.

It's all good. The sheriff's outside.

I want everyone out,

except for you four.

All right?

And him.

The rest of you leave. All right.

This is our bar, not your mine, Wallace.

Either you answer his questions in here

or the sheriff's outside.

All right, well, nature calls.

Did Foster tell you to follow me here?

No, that was all my idea.

You think what you did out
there is clever, do you?

You mean as opposed to
what you were about to do

with that bottle?

Back up, cobra.

Right.

Sorry.

4 miners were all on the same crew.

How do you know that?

They've probably known each other

since they were kids.

And now they count on each other

for their lives every day.

So John, Paul, George,
and Ringo have a secret.

We identify their weakest link.

What would I do without you, Loker?

Meet Joseph Hench, also known as Bruzzy

by his foot soldiers back in Boston.

Nice eyes for a guy with henchmen.

He ordered the gangland shootings

of 7 rivals and a federal judge.

Allegedly.

All the same, he's on
your most-wanted list.

He's at the top of the list.

Um, bring up the poker game.

That's him.

What if Lightman can't help?

The arrest of every
person at this poker game

is the next step.

By the next step, you mean Lightman?

I'm not letting you near
Lightman, so forget that.

Let me guess. Love song?

Oi, Paul.

Over here. Yeah, you. Over here, man.

Name's Brian, not Paul.

- Oh, really?
- Really.

You guys don't belong in here, man.

You belong behind bars for what
happened down that mine, mate.

Is she single?

Oh, I'm sorry. You and her, eh?

Say no more.

Don't take plastic. And
it's peanuts or nothing.

All right.

You two make a handsome couple.

Does he always drink like this

or is just since the accident?

What did he tell you about
what happened down that mine?

Oh, that much.

That was a bit careless, Brian.

Make that your last one, Brian.

I didn't tell anybody anything.

Anything about what, babe?

About who killed your
kid cousin and his mates.

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

About how big brother had it coming.

He's trying to mess
with your head, sweetie.

You take it from me, mate,

you've already told me
much more than you realize.

You should back up out of my face

before you get really hurt.

You sure about that, are you?

Yeah.

We ok here?

Oh, yeah.

He's about to throw up, though.

And it's not the drink, it's the nerves.

All right.

I think I'll take them
peanuts now, darling.

So, how long you guys known each other?

Long enough.

First question's free.

Next one costs you.

You two idiots start a
shift in less than an hour.

Take a hike.

Go.

What do you got in
your pocket, huh? A gun?

Don't push it, son.

For your own good.

That's not a gun, is it?

A little advice, son?

Go home, before you get hurt.

I told the FBI Agent, uh, Dillon,

no one knows each other
outside of card game.

No one digs nose into
each other's business.

High stakes poker.

That's it.

Everyone has a good time.

Are those hair plugs?

Are those, uh, fake breasts?

Well, he's deflecting about the doll hair.

But everything else he's saying is true.

You didn't just stumble
into the poker game one day.

You were invited.

By whom?

This is him.

The guy who invited me.

What about this guy?

Who's he?

Ahh. Jimmy the Mouth.

Funny, funny guy.

So if everybody is invited,

who invited him?

Wheels.

His name is Wheels.

How you doing, Connie? Are you all right?

Yeah?

Nor is Brian.

The secret... of how those men died

is killing him.

And the others, they can smell his fear.

Souvenir?

Where you going?

Where do you think I'm
going? I'm going to work.

Got a new canary for you.

Tweet.

Where's your engineer, then?

Hoodak?

He saw a rabbit.

Let me guess... bunnies
bring bad luck, right?

Who knows? Point is, we cut him a break.

Last thing you want down here

is someone's who's had
too much to drink, right?

You got that right.

But you let him down here.

And he's had a skinful.

Can't do squat without your timberman.

You cold, Brian?

No, it's the draft from
the methane extractor fan.

Don't worry, I'll live.

Oh, yeah?

Right.

The engineer stayed up top for a reason.

Connie. She's knows this crew's
involved in the explosion.

Brian told her.

So Hoodak's up there to silence Connie?

You still here, college boy?

Aw, maybe he saw an itty bitty bunny, too.

Just pour and shut up, Connie.

I want you turn the
fans off in this shaft.

I want a methane buildup.

Do you have any idea how
dangerous it is down here?

While you're at it,

stand the sheriffs and
the emergency services by.

And trust me.

All right, but save yourself the
respirator till the last moment.

It'll give you about one hour
before you have to get out.

That's all the air you'll have.

All right.

But you're gonna turn the fans
on again in an hour, right?

Yeah.

All right.

This is your last, Hoodak.

Drink up, go home, sleep it off.

Hey.

Why'd your boss go down that mine?

Well, he operates on the premise

that a predator has most success

striking where its
prey feels most at home.

Hey.

So, is that safe down here?

No, it's not. Nothing's safe down here.

So one spark, all right,
and good night, nurse?

Perfect crime, right?

If there was a methane buildup,

you should probably ask the
people that run this place

why they keep shutting the fans off.

So Big Brother was the face of everything

you resent about management, right?

I didn't kill him.

The company did.

Yeah.

The company did.

Yo, Bri, we need those timbers
down the shaft yesterday, bro.

Yeah, I'm sorry. Come on.

So, did you resent Big Brother

as much as he did?

Oh. Worse.

Oh, strong, silent type.
I can work with that.

The more we talk,

the colder America gets, yellow bird.

Thanks.

What's this?

Pickpocket son of a bitch.

It's part of a door handle.

What is this, blast damage?

It's coal dust in the grooves,

looks like it's been
sawed off or something.

I'm thinking sometime
before the explosion.

Where's Hoodak?

He must have went home already.

Want to check on that?

What's this?

Maybe we'll find one of
your foreman's teeth in here.

Mining's dangerous work.

Big Brother knew the risk.

Him and, what, 5 others?

You should know the risks, too.

That's why you all got to

trust each other down
here completely, right?

'Cause your lives depend on it.

No matter what.

Even though you know what
they really think about you.

Down here we all the same color.

Oh, nice try.

Our brotherhood's stronger

than whatever b.s. you're trying to spin.

What, the same brotherhood
that got 6 men killed?

You're not leaving here until
you tell me how you got this.

It's the handle from the tool room.

When the feds from mine safety

were sifting through the rubble, I saw it.

You stole evidence?

You don't know nothing, kid,

so just keep it in your pants.

So your men just locked
Big Brother in there

and left him to die.

It was a prank, a stupid prank.

Nobody was meant to get killed.

They just wanted to teach that
bullheaded bastard a lesson.

A lesson? How do you know that?

You want to kill somebody in a mine,

you take a hammer to them

and you bury them in a wall.

They locked him in the tool room.

He panicked.

Because of the methane buildup.

Because he wasn't running the fans.

Saving the company money
is what got him killed.

Well, him and those other five.

You and I need to talk to the sheriff.

Let's go.

I used to think you lot
were a really tight crew.

You know?

Till about a minute ago.

What's worse when operating
machinery down a mine...

too much alcohol

or living a lie?!

'Cause it is hard,

if not impossible, to work like that

and lie at the same time.

Well, that's real interesting.

Just saying.

You didn't mean to
kill all 6 men, did you?

Eh?

Just the foreman.

You told him.

No, no. I told you to stop.

Digging ain't your game.

Look, he didn't tell me a thing.

If he'd have blabbed to me up top,

you think I'd be down here
playing city buggers with you two?

Damn methane meter's in the red.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa.
What are you doing?

You're gonna get us all killed.

All right, well, look at them.

Look at them.

You think they're gonna let
us out of here alive now?

You wouldn't do that.

Try me.

You really want to take
that chance, do you?

What the hell are you doing?

This gas is nasty, mate.

Wouldn't want to make a spark, now, do I?

Would you give me that, you psycho.

Something like this happened
with Big Brother, did it?

Just put the shovel down. We'll talk.

You didn't turn off
those fans that morning.

Only management can do that.

The methane buildup was
an accident, all right?

They just meant to put the fear of God

into Big Brother a little bit.

All right? Just scare him, that's all.

Wait, wait!

Well, go on, then.

Run after them.

See if they'll let you
out of here alive now.

Look,

they came into the mine
before the dawn shift.

But all they wanted to do was
mess with the tool room door handle

before Big Brother came
down to do his check.

That's all.

Where were you?

I was with Connie.

Big Brother just docked some of my pay.

I figured, what the hell, screw him.

Look, when I heard the mine blew, I...

I didn't know what to think.

Oh, you knew, all right.

You just didn't want to believe your crew

could do something like that, did you?

Did you tell Connie?

You put her in danger.

You want to do something
about that, do you?

What did you do to this guy?

It wasn't us. It was his bookie.

Mr. Wheels here is a degenerate gambler.

Your name Wheels?

Your name legs?

Gillian Foster.

Johnny Carl.

And there I was, thinking I could
feel nothing below the waist.

Thank you.

How'd you end up in the chair?

I got bit by a shark.

The kind that makes bad loans.

Two in the spine.

They don't kill guys like me.

A dead man can't pay his debts.

You know a friend of mine.

Jimmy the mouth.

Jimmy's a friend of yours?

I always knew he was a classy guy.

I wouldn't go that far.

Hey. That's a friend of
mine you're talking about.

Fascinating. You're defending his honor.

Jimmy the Mouth.

He really a friend of yours?

So what do you owe him?

None of your business.

That personal?

We worked those card games, him and me.

Him and me, like you're brothers.

Mm...

he looks different here.

Help me help him, Johnny.

Jimmy bummed a smoke off of me

on a subway platform last year.

He doesn't smoke.

Let's just say I was waiting for the train

but I wasn't going to get on it.

You were going to kill yourself.

Thank you, Agent Dillon.

I've got this.

Jimmy saw it.

I don't know how. The guy's a magician.

He turns red to black, got me out of debt

right at that card table.

Where's the next card game gonna be?

It's a floating game.

But I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

Put the gun down, Hoodak.

How long we known each other?

Since we were kids, right?

You don't want to kill me.

Shut up, Connie!

Who put you up to this?

Sully?

I know that Brian told you.

I swear, he didn't tell me anything.

That explosion...

was an accident.

I believe you, ok? Just...

Just... just put down the gun. Ok?

I wish I could, Connie.

Stay down.

Hey, where you going?

Where you going?

I give you this and we're even.

If Hench is there we'll take him down.

Then Lightman gets off the hook.

If Hench is there, you lose our number,

for good.

Your word.

Ok.

Somebody turned the fans back on.

I knew it.

You want to talk some more.

That hammer's what,

800 pounds of force, right?

Shut up.

No, so, if it's a chest shot,

that's automatic cracked ribs

and, you know, punctured lung,

drowning in your own blood type of thing.

But if it's a head shot, much cleaner.

I mean, what's a bit of brain matter

between men?

You done?

You don't want to do this, do you?

But if you do do it, all right,

you should at least know
what it is you're about to do.

6 men dead already.

How many more can you live with?

Now...

now give me that.

Shift's over.

What the hell is going on here?

This ain't who we are, bro.

That's exactly who he is.

He's a bloody righteous that one.

And you know it.

See, this is what happens, Sully,

when you send a boy to do a man's job.

Ain't that the truth.

All right.

He brought a knife to a fistfight.

Out, then.

Oi.

Where's Connie?

She just ran out of here with a gun.

I called the cops.

She's gone to speak for her dead cousin.

Looks like this is your canary
come home to roost, mate.

Baby, what are you doing?

He's the one who did this...

To all of us.

Men like old times,

with black lung.

Brian's crew,

dealing with bastards like
Big Brother day in, day out.

You're responsible!

Darling.

If you've come here for a true confession,

a gun's not the way.

All right, answer her.

Answer her, Wallace, anyway.

As far as legal liability is concerned...

No, properly!

Like a man.

The truth is, we can't...

Dig the stuff out of
the ground fast enough.

That's not an excuse, Wallace,

for the conditions we're
working. You know it.

You beat the drum, Big
Brother cracked the whip.

Listen to me, ok?

Your cousin,

all of them...

I'm sorry.

I am so sorry.

And I promise you,

I will do everything
I can to make it right.

All right, well...

for your information, love,

he means that bit.

All right, Wallace,
here's what you have to do.

You let the accident report

stand and the company takes the blame...

and they pay the damages in full.

It's untrue.

It's untrue.

I should just let her shoot you, mate.

Ok, ok, ok!

Ok!

All right.

Once they fire me, and they will,

things will just go back to
the way they've always been,

with a new big brother and a new me.

And that's how it'll be

until all that coal is gone.

And there I was thinking I
was saving the world, mate.

Let me have it.

Thank you.

I'm not much of a whiskey drinker,

but this is smooth.

50-year-old malt.

You steal this from Lightman's stash?

You did?

Up yours.

All right.

You deserve it, though.

You saved his ass today.

It's force of habit.

What makes this time any different?

Well, this time he actually noticed.

You know, when I told him that I was gonna

get rid of the FBI once and
for all, he said thank you.

He actually said that?

Less talk.

More drink.

You know...

I never realized there were so many stars.

There aren't.

That's my very expensive scotch talking.

Ohh.

What's mine is mine...

render unto Caesar, you know...

and all that.

Loker's earned his stripes finally.

The FBI...

they won't be back.

That scotch was a gift

from a very grateful client.

Johnny Wheels was a client.

We have had a good day, haven't we?

And you're gonna thank me for it.

You're gonna say thank you...

and...

I'm gonna stand here until you do.

I'm waiting.

Thank you for cleaning up my mess...

Gillian.

I can't wait until tomorrow.

Why? What's tomorrow?

I get better-looking every day.