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 ♪
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Let's make this quick.
Check it out. Vigilante Five-O pigs.
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.
You see, I think you can do better than that, really.
Mm-Hmm. Don't you, Wallowski?
You know the drill.
I mean, we gotta go.
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.
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.
Prince John. I dropped him off an hour ago.
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.
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.
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?
Wachowski, Willinski...
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...
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.
African coffee.
Best on the planet.
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...
Second man: Watch that chopper!
You trying to make your grandma deaf?
Leave her out of this.
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.
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.
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.
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.
It's ok.
Good evening, all.
Another day in D.C., Professor.
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?
Ohh!
That's cold.
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.
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.
Candles?
Cabinet. Top left of the stove.
Sexy music.
On it.
Lube?
Just kidding.
You got a light?
♪ 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 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?
♪ 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.
♪ 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.
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.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ 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 ♪
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