All language subtitles for Lie.To.Me.S01.E01

[ Man ]
I've instructed my client
to remain silent.

[ Gulps ]

He's not gonna talk.

Oh, that's okay. That's okay.
I don't have much faith
in words myself.

Now, statistically speaking,
the average person...

tells three lies
per 10 minutes
of conversation.

And, granted,
that's just regular people.

We haven't studied any people
who are planning to firebomb
a black church.

Could skew differently.

We don't have time
for this scientist
to talk to the guy.

We went at him
for four hours
and got nothing.

Now, the F.B.I. knows
you want mass casualties.

So right now,
A. T. F. is searching
every inch...

of the two largest
black churches
in the state.

Ooh.
F.B.I. got it wrong.
Well, there's a shocker.

Not one of those
two churches.

Maybe you want...

one of the smaller churches
in one of the black suburbs.

You don't know what
you're talking about.
[ Lawyer ] Don't respond!

What do you say
A. T. F. starts
with Southbridge?

No, I'm only kidding.
We're gonna skip that one.

They're gonna focus
on Lawton.

You feel good about that?

That's it. Lawton.
Going after a church
in Lawton.

That accusation
has no basis.

What do you mean?
He just told me.

The A. T. F. found a pipe bomb
in a church basement
in Lawton an hour later.

D.O.D. friend of mine said
this guy's a total nut job.
[ Man Continues ]

Heard he spent, like,
three years
in the African jungle...

with some primitive tribes
studying their eyebrows.

[ Man ]
Watch his reaction
to my statement.

[ Man On Videotape ]
Right now, A.T.F.
is searching every inch...

of the two largest
black churches in the state.

Now, what you just saw there
was a brief expression
of happiness on his face,

which he was trying
his best to conceal.

It lasted for less than
a fifth of a second,

and it's what we call
a microexpression.

Now, look at his mouth.

The suspect is secretly happy
about the locations
we are searching,

which tells me
we have the wrong locations.

Now I tell him
of our new plan.
And‐‐

You don't know what
you're talking about.
Classic one‐sided shrug.

Translation: I have
absolutely no confidence
in what I just said.

The body
contradicts the words.
He's lying. Yeah?

When you accuse a suspect
and he acts surprised,

is there a way to tell
if it's real, or if he's
just trying to look innocent?

Now, that's real surprise.
Lasts for less than a second
when it comes across your face.

But if your suspect
is surprised for more than
a second, he's faking it.

‐ He's lying.
‐ [ Murmuring ]

Now, I call out
that his target
is actually Lawton.

And...
watch it again.

‐ Concealed scorn.
‐ [ Murmuring ]

And one personal tip.
If you see this microexpression
in your spouse's face,

your marriage
is coming to an end,
trust me.

‐ [ Laughter ]
‐ Yeah?

Uh, don't these
microexpressions vary
depending on the person?

Let's leave this up,
and we'll go to the Kato Kaelin
footage from the O. J. trial.

[ Marcia Clark ]
Mr. Kaelin,
you got a lot of money...

for your appearance
on A Current Affair,
didn't you?

Um, yeah‐‐
Scorn. Scorn.

Huge scorn.

Shame, shame,
and shame.
Contempt.

These expressions
are universal.

Emotion looks the same whether
you're a suburban housewife
or a suicide bomber.

The truth is written
on all our faces.

Just the man
I was looking for.

Today's the day.
Say it.

You're the shrink.
I'm not big on self‐affirmation.
I'm telling you,

we cannot wait another day
to hire someone.

I found the one.
This is the one.
I‐‐

Use your words.
Why do we need
to hire someone?

We got a new request
this morning from the D. E. A.
and Homeland Security.

Someone from the
prime minister's office
in Uzbekistan called.

They want us to give a talk
to their senior police.

Tell them to call back
when they got a constitution.
A real one.

Here's the analysis from
the blinking experiment.

You just getting in, Loker?
Yeah. I got piss‐drunk
last night with my roommate.

And I was just lying in bed
this morning thinking about
how nasty‐hot Nancy Grace is,

and just trying to decide
if I was gonna
come in at all 'cause...

it's not like there's anyone
here to fantasize about.
No offense taken.

I don't go
for married women.

Cal.

Cal. Cal!

Dr. Lightman, I have
the mayor on two for you.
Right.

Mr. Mayor.

I see.
No, of course.

No, anytime.

‐ What is it?
‐ Some blowup at
the Justice Department...

about a high school teacher that
was killed in the Northwest.

He wants us on it right away
since‐‐ What is that?

‐ Chocolate pudding.
‐ Who eats pudding
at 10:00 in the morning?

People who like pudding.

The mayor thanks you
and Dr. Foster for
coming on short notice.

This case is a land mine.
We got a juvenile offender,

a family of devout
Jehovah's Witnesses.

We gotta be
real careful here.

Three days ago, James Cole,
16‐year‐old student
at Jackson High,

murdered his teacher,
Susan McCartney.

After Mr. Cole got into
Ms. McCartney's house,

he smashed her head into
a glass coffee table.

He then was caught
fleeing the house
by two patrolmen.

Been in custody here
ever since.

[ Cell Door Opening ]

So what exactly does the mayor
want to find out
about the McCartney murder?

Assistant U. S. Attorneys
Hutchinson and Estin.

The kid was at
the scene of the crime.

He had motive, means,
and he resisted arrest.
And he failed a polygraph test.

‐ It's murder one.
‐ Well, I guess
we're all here then.

Someone who wants the truth,
someone who wants to be right,

and us‐‐
the idiots in the middle.

The U. S. Attorney's Office
wants to try Cole
as an adult.

But if the mayor
is gonna support sending
a 16‐year‐old to prison...

for the rest of his life,
he wants to be certain...

we're talking about
a premeditated,
cold‐blooded murder.

He wants you to provide
an independent assessment
of intent.

We'll need
the crime scene photos
and the autopsy report.

I thought you could tell
if somebody was lying
just by looking at them.

The question is never simply
if someone is lying.
It's why.

Look, I already told
the police everything, okay?

Tell us why you think
you're here, James.

[ Sighs ]
I was out for a run,

and the police thought
I was running from them.

So they arrested me.

I heard you made
your school's track team.

I‐I didn't "make" it.
They don't have tryouts.

Oh. What was
your best race this year?

Uh, I‐I don't know.

Um, probably against
Jefferson last week.
Why?

I ran hurdles myself.
110 meters.

How'd your quads feel
during the race?
Um‐‐

Uh‐‐

Good, I‐I guess.

And what about on your run
the night you were arrested?

I felt fine.

Your teacher, Ms. McCartney,
was found dead in her home.

Have you ever been
to her house before?

No, I've never been
to her house before.

Ms. McCartney thought
that you should be
held back a year...

because she felt
you were having some problems
with your classmates.

What? I didn't
wanna get held back.

How did you feel when
you found out she was dead?

I prayed for her soul.

I can't know God's plan.

But I didn't kill her.

[ Chattering ]

[ Indistinct ]

Hurdles?

I could've run hurdles.
Please.

So you get a sense
of his intent?

When I asked James
about his best race,
he broke eye contact...

in order to remember
and answer truthfully.

When I asked him about his run
the night of the murder,
he never broke eye contact.

He wasn't recalling a memory.
He was lying.

But I thought most people
avoid eye contact
when they're lying.

No, it's a myth.
And quite often,
they make more eye contact.

They need to watch to see
if you believe their lies.

The content analysis would
suggest that James has been
to Ms. McCartney's house before.

Question:
"Have you ever been
to her house?"

Answer:
"No, I have never
been to her house."

Rigid repetition like that
is typical of a lie.

Okay. So you'll tell
the mayor's office
the murder was premeditated?

Looks that way.
But when I asked him
about his teacher's death,

what we saw was this‐‐
oblique eyebrows.

Sadness.
Why would he be
hiding sadness for her?

‐ Looks like guilt to me.
‐ Well, it's possible he didn't
mean to kill his teacher.

‐ Excuse me?
‐ Could have been an accident.

[ Chuckling ]
Okay.

Okay, I indulged the mayor's
office in letting you
talk to the kid.

But now, you're just
making wild guesses that have
no basis in hard evidence.

This was no accident.

And personally, I think
what you do is a joke.
It's a friggin' carnival act.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
I get that a lot.

You know, a moment ago,
I saw you smile
at your colleague.

Flash her a glance,
then shift your gaze.

She responded by raising
her chin boss,

revealing
deep embarrassment.

Cal.
I'll take another
wild guess.

You two had a fling.

She doesn't want a repeat
performance because, you know,
what with your wife and all.

But you won't move on.
Oh, no, no.

Keep your fingers off your nose.
Men have erectile tissue there.

Itches when they're
hiding something.

[ Bell Ringing ]

I've been principal here
for over three years,

and we've never faced
anything like this.

To lose a teacher, and then
to find out that a student might
have been responsible, it's‐‐

I understand James
was new to the school.
Yes.

His parents chose
to homeschool him
until this year...

because they're devout
Jehovah's Witnesses.

He was prepared academically,
but he had real
difficulties socially.

Did he ever express
emotion of any kind
towards Ms. McCartney?

He was sent to my office
a number of times, but he never
mentioned her specifically.

But I can tell you...

the boy's father had
some strong objections to
Ms. McCartney's teaching.

He was outraged that
she had assigned the book...

The Color Purple
to her students.

He thought it was
pornographic.

All right.
They're ready for you.

But can I just say, uh,
as much as we all
mourn this loss,

no teacher that I've spoken to
believes that this boy
should go to prison for life.

He was in the Photography Club
for, like, five minutes
before he quit.

It seemed like
he didn't talk ever.

He took really good
photos though.

I never saw him
hang out with anybody.

He's kind of intense.
Like, the way
he'd stare at you.

He talked
a bunch of crap
about Ms. McCartney.

Really?
What did he say?

The kid's a freak. I mean,
I can't remember exactly,

but... I'm sure
I heard him say
something psycho about her.

You wouldn't just be saying that
because you got suspended
for hitting him in the face?

I was in bio lab with him.

You know, I don't see
how he could've done
what they're saying he did.

It's just‐‐
Well, I don't believe it.

I mean, I've never
even seen him get angry.

Why would he want
to kill her anyway?

[ Inhales, Exhales Sharply ]

[ Inaudible ]

Are you feeling emotional
in any way right now,
Jacquelin?

Um, no.

‐ It's okay if you are.
‐ I feel fine.

[ Cal ]
Deputy Bonds.

And what did you learn
in school today?

Fifty‐seven classmates,
and not one credible account...

of antecedent aggression
from James.

I need to see the case file
and look at the other suspects
Homicide questioned.

‐ What? You don't think
James Cole is guilty?
‐ I don't know.

But if the prosecutor
wants to send a kid
my daughter's age...

to a cell block
with pedophiles
and serial killers,

I wouldn't mind
knowing for sure.
Whatever you need.

‐ All right.
‐ Look, forget it.

‐ We'll find another one.
‐ No. Maybe he didn't see me.

Why don't you get out?
Just drive.

Hi.

‐ You didn't see me
waiting for that space?
‐ I didn't see ya.

‐ Really?
‐ No, I did not see you.

I‐‐ I was waiting too.
You must not have seen me.

That's fantastic.
Classic gestural slip.

You got the slightest
head nod yes before
you shook your head no.

Look, I'm in the space,
and I'm not going anywhere.

That's true.

Hey! You can't
block me in like that!

[ Alarm Chirping ]
Jerk!

Congratulations.
One liar down,

six and a half billion
to go.

Well, the U. S. Attorney's Office
scheduled the transfer hearing.
We have two days.

I told the mayor's office
we need to examine
James's antecedent behavior.

So we're set to meet
with his parents
and his church group.

How are you doing
today, sir?
I'm great.

Good. Could you step
out of the line, please?
Are you serious?

Yeah.

Any reason you might be
anxious this morning, sir?

No, only that
I'll miss my flight.

I need you to open
your briefcase for me.

I'm gonna check it.
It's the liquids, right?

Stop. T‐3B, backup.
Backup, T‐3B.
Open your briefcase.

You're gonna need
to come with us.

Actually, you need
to come with us.

When you leaned out of line,
I could tell you were
jacked up about something.

That's 'cause I flashed you
a partial fear expression.

Whatever.
But why were you trying
to play me?

Six years ago,
Dr. Lightman left...

the Deception Detection
Program he founded
for the Defense Department.

Together, we started
a private firm that works
with police, corporations,

and almost every
federal agency.

‐ We'd like you to come
work for us, Ms. Torres.
‐ Why?

You've made seven times
more arrests than
the average T. S. A. agent,

and you scored 97% on
the T. S. A. Deception Diagnostic,
which Dr. Lightman created.

Have you ever had any
specialized deception training?

I've dated a lot of men.

You're one of the naturals.
There's an infinitesimal
percentage of the population,

less than .001,
that test nearly perfect
without any advanced training.

We've already cleared
your leaving with
the T. S. A. field director.

Our office will
call you later.

Oh, uh, don't forget
your briefcase.

That's your signing bonus.

I just had a long conversation
with the school
guidance counselor.

The girl whose breathing
you said was fast and shallow,
Jacquelin Mathis,

has had three appointments
with the school nurse
in the past two weeks.

Guidance guy said typically,
that could be about drugs
or an S. T. D.

You know, gonorrhea,
clap, crabs, uh‐‐

Find out if Jacquelin
has any connection with
James Cole outside of school.

And follow up
with the nurse.
Okay.

Did the school principal
seem tense to you?

Wouldn't you be if this
happened at your school?

Well, he had his left hand
in his pants pocket pressed
against his leg the whole time.

‐ We're not all
hiding something.
‐ Okay.

You think I'm naive
just because I don't share
your twisted view of the world.

‐ That, and you read
romance novels.
‐ Yes, I do.

Because they make me happy.
A pursuit I highly
recommend to you.

Truth or happiness.
Never both.

‐ [ Slurping ]
‐ What is that now?

‐ Orange slushy.
‐ How old are you?

Chairman Baldridge
from the Democratic National
Committee is on the phone.

‐ Some sort of crisis.
‐ Politician. That's all you.

Charge him by the lie.
We can retire tomorrow.

Why isn't Dr. Lightman here?
Cal really wanted
to make it.

[ Chuckles ]
He's a better liar
than you are.

He's a better liar
than all of us.
I need your help, Gillian.

Congressman Zeb Weil,
whose career I've spent
20 years building,

is about to be accused
of paying for sex.

A friend at the Post
gave me the tip.

But I need to know the truth
before the story breaks.

You think it could be
a smear job?
I do.

But allegedly,
Congressman Weil frequents...

some sort of high‐priced
escort service at an
underground club in Georgetown.

Now if that's true,
it's gonna be
a P. R. nightmare,

because he's the new chairman
of the House Ethics Committee.

That's delightful.
But we don't go through
people's dirty laundry.

So Dr. Lightman just assumes
you're a liar
if you're a politician?

He assumes you're a liar
if you're a Homo sapien.

If these allegations
are false,

are you gonna stand by
while an innocent man
is destroyed by lies?

Thanks for coming in
right away.
You're the boss.

I would like
to sleep with you.

Uh, Eli Loker,
Ria Torres.
He's harmless.

Just always speaks the truth
about what's on his mind.
What do you call it again?

‐ Radical honesty.
‐ That's it.

Well, he'll get you started
on learning our
facial coding system.

I have no chance with you.
No. Uh, do I have
any chance with you?

You always tell the truth?
Always.

How good are you in bed?
Fair.

Fair's better than most.

I don't see why
you need to look
in James's bedroom.

Mr. Cole, anything
that gets us a better sense
of your son is helpful.

‐ James took these?
‐ [ Woman ]
Yes, he did.

We let him convert that
bathroom to a darkroom
for his photography.

That a problem?

Well, it was taking too much
time from his responsibilities
as a Witness doing God's work.

What did James tell you
about Ms. McCartney?

He thought she was
a good teacher.

And did you?

[ Woman ]
James did not kill that woman.

He would not take part
in wrestling practice
for gym class...

because he knows the Lord
condemns violence,
even in sport.

If you value something,
you build a fence around it
to protect it.

And that's what
we did with James.

We homeschooled him
as long as we could
to shield him from‐‐

from drugs and sex
and corruption.

Is that why you were angry
about the material
she was teaching him?

We are in the world,
but not of the world.

And we need
to protect our children
from nonbelievers.

Is there anything
you wouldn't do to protect
your son from a nonbeliever?

Watch yourself.
I'm a man of God.

Well, I like
horse racing, Manhattans,

briefs, not boxers,

all of which makes us
equally likely to lie.

‐ So I'll ask you again.
‐ Get out of this house.

I've been doing some research
into James's family.

I spoke to an overseer
of their church who said
Mr. Cole has had fights...

with other churchgoers
over their unholy lifestyles.

Some of them said
he's an extremist.

There's something going on
in that family.

The police saw James
running away...

from the front door
of Ms. McCartney's house
after the murder.

Maybe he was trying
to stop his father
from killing her.

What's your content analysis
of the mother?

She was definitely
concealing something.

When I asked her about
Ms. McCartney, she stopped
using contractions...

and started referring to her
as "that woman."

As in, "I did not have
sexual relations with
that woman‐‐ Ms. Lewinsky"?

Distancing language.
She knew something about her
she didn't want to say.

We need to look at the polygraph
test James failed. I want to
see what questions he spiked on.

Have I mentioned that
your office looks like
it belongs to a serial killer?

‐ Several times.
‐ P. D. is running background
checks on both the parents...

and trying to confirm
their whereabouts
the night of the murder.

As for the girl
who was so anxious,
Jacquelin Mathis,

no connection to James Cole
outside of school.

But I do know why
she might've been anxious.

‐ The school nurse insinuated
that Jacquelin is pregnant.
‐ Pregnant?

Not what a father
in my shoes wants to hear.
I gotta go.

I have Emily,
and her boyfriend's
coming over.

You worry too much.
You do. You worry.

You're a worrier.
You don't even know if they
talked about having sex.

Well, he's taking her
to a fancy restaurant.
Emily's a smart girl.

You have to trust her.
Well, her mother's
a smart girl too.

And I trusted her.

Well, I think
Roger's a loser.

But if Mom wants
to be with a loser‐‐

You don't have
to say that for me.

No, I'm saying it
'cause he's a loser.

I have the utmost respect
for anyone your mother
cares for, and so should you.

Admit it.
You're thinking, "What a loser."
I saw your eyes do the thing.

[ Doorbell Rings ]
Uh, Dan's early.

Yeah, and about that.

I know your mother's
out of town, and you got
the keys, and Dan has a car.

No. We're not doing this.
You just go let Dan in
while I finish getting ready.

And you better not
do some covert
scientific technique...

to find out
what we're doing
or not doing tonight.

Promise.

No covert science.
I promise.

‐ Hi, Dan.
‐ Hi, Dr. Lightman.

Are you trying to have sex
with my daughter tonight?

We appreciate your time.
Congressman Weil, have you ever
been to a club called Centurian?

Marshall, what is this
really about? I'm
a five‐term U. S. Congressman.

I'd appreciate‐‐
Answer the question,
Zeb.

I've never heard of it.
Why?

It's been alleged
that you go to this club
on Friday nights.

[ Continues On Speaker ]
Tell me how you spent
last Friday evening.

I went for a swim
at the congressional gym.

Then I went home
to catch up on
some committee reading.

Go on.

I had dinner alone
before leaving for an event
at the Smithsonian.

Got it.
Now just tell it
to me backwards.

‐ What?
‐ Start at the end of the night
and work backwards.

[ Nervous Chuckle ]

Before the event
at the Smithsonian,
I, uh‐‐

Well, as I told you,
I did some reading.

And, um,

before that, I, uh‐‐

That guy's lying
his ass off.

Yes, he is.
When you're lying, it's hard
to tell a story backwards...

because there's
no real memory
of what happened.

Liars rehearse their stories
in order. They don't think
to rehearse them backwards.

[ Gillian On Monitor ]
Have you ever engaged
the services of a prostitute?

I am certainly not
going to dignify that
with an answer.

And that is an expression
of deep shame.

This guy religious?
[ Gillian ]
That's what I don't understand.

Not religious, not married,
no kids.

But he shows deeper shame
than politicians who have been
caught cheating on their wives.

Well, being ethics chairman
takes a lot of the fun
out of having sex with hookers.

But, seriously,
what if he's into something
a lot more shameful?

Smacking them around,
or underage girls?

I need to restore
the expression I had from
James's polygraph up here.

[ Woman ]
Did you attack Susan McCartney?

No.

[ Gillian ]
Huh. The same shame expression.

Now punch in on his eye.
I want to see his pupil.

They're fully dilated.
And it's not fear or anger.

Well, you know what else
makes pupils dilate?

Sexual arousal.

You think there was
a sexual relationship between
James and Ms. McCartney?

Maybe that's what
the parents were hiding.

My son did not engage
in sexual activity of any kind.

As I told you,
we're here because we believe
your son is innocent.

There were no signs of rape
or sexual assault
in this crime.

But on his polygraph,
James exhibited intense sexual
feelings for Ms. McCartney.

‐ Gerald‐‐
‐ Be quiet.

We saw you trying to conceal
your scorn for Ms. McCartney.

That's not just about
the book she's teaching,
is it?

What can you tell us
about your son and her?

I've already
told you everything.

Both of you
and your son are lying.
Now, let me tell you something.

The only way three people
can keep a secret
is if two of them are dead.

‐ So wake the hell up.
‐ Everything you're doing
makes perfect sense.

You're afraid for your son,
Mrs. Cole.
And when we experience fear,

we try to exercise
whatever control we can,
even if it makes things worse.

That's why you lied
to us before.

It may help you feel better,
but it's not helping your son.

Because right now, the only
people who believe James
is innocent are in this room.

I know that
you have the courage...

to move past your fear
and tell us the truth.

Wait here.

We found these hidden
in James's room...

before the police came
and searched his things.

I know how this must look,
but our son couldn't
possibly have done this.

Did you know James had been
spying on Ms. McCartney
before you found these?

‐ No.
‐ Did you ever talk
to James about sex?

I talked with him
about the urges
that young men feel.

We read from
Colossians together.

"Fornication, uncleanness,
sexual appetite is idolatry."

He knows there's
no greater sin.

I need to see
the crime scene photos.

You can't
show these photographs
to anyone, please.

We need to show them
to your son.

You took these, James.

And...

I understand why.

Ms. McCartney didn't
make you feel anger.
She made you feel temptation.

She was a beautiful woman.

And for the first time
in your life,
you felt desire.

You took these pictures
so you could fantasize
about her.

You spied on her
for weeks at school,
at her home.

You took these hiding right here
behind these trees,
looking through the bay window.

And on the night of the murder,
you went back to her house
to spy on her.

And this is what you saw.

There she was.

You became aroused.
You gave in to temptation.

I didn't know she was dead.

I had‐‐ I started
to have thoughts.

Unclean thoughts.

And I touched myself.

But I swear to God,
I did not know...

that she was‐‐
that she was dead.

[ Sniffles ]
It wasn't until afterwards.

I was walking away,
and I saw the blood.

And I ran
around the front.

And I was gonna call 911.
But the police came,

and... I ran.

I just ran.

What was I
supposed to do?

I told the truth!
I didn't kill her!
I told him what happened!

What was that?

You spoon‐fed him
a good defense,
and he's not stupid.

He went with it. But there's
still a preponderance
of evidence against him.

‐ More than enough
for a grand jury.
‐ James was telling the truth.

Oh, he lied when he said
he'd never been in
Ms. McCartney's house before.

And these photographs
go a long way toward
proving premeditation.

You aren't gonna
reconsider other suspects?

He was stalking the victim,
he fled the scene,

and he failed a polygraph
the night of the murder.

And all for the same reason‐‐
sexual guilt.

The polygraph
only tells you if someone
is feeling guilty.

It doesn't tell you
what they're feeling
guilty about.

The guilt James felt
had nothing to do
with the murder.

Look. You want to ignore
the evidence, fine.

But I heard
how things ended for you
over at the Pentagon.

And unless
you want the entire
Justice Department...

picking apart every case
you work for us too,
you'll leave this one alone.

There she is.

Hey, honey.
Hey, Cal.

Sorry I'm late.
Had a bunch of work I had
to finish before leaving.

Why don't you
come to dinner with us,
clear your head for an hour?

‐ It's gonna be a late night.
‐ Nah, I'm good.
You go ahead.

Okay.
Good night.

Her husband just lied to her.

He was lying when he said
he got held up with work.
Don't you have work to do?

You're not gonna
tell her he's lying?

How are we doing
on the congressman
and the sex club thing?

Okay.
Well, Congressman Weil...

still won't admit to anything,
so I'm gonna go
to the club tonight...

and see if I can find out
what he did there
that he's so ashamed of.

Girl Weil's been seeing goes
by Melissa, and he sees her
every Friday night without fail.

Classy, huh?
Well, we all pay for sex
one way or another.

At least hookers
are honest about the price.

♪ [ Woman Singing, Indistinct ]

Bet you boyfriend's pretty happy
this is his birthday present.

So, uh,
how do you like
this place, Melissa?

It's great.
Always a party.

You really hate it, huh?

Uh‐‐
[ Sighs ]

It's just for now.
And, uh,
it sucks being broke,

and I can make a lot
more money doing this
than I did dancing.

So are most of your clients
regulars or one‐offs?

Mostly, um, regulars,
actually.

Maybe Julian and I
could, um‐‐
That's my boyfriend.

Maybe we'll become
one of your regulars.
Are you free next Friday night?

No Fridays.
I, uh‐‐ I have, um,
a regular on Fridays.

[ Ria ]
I don't think the congressman
was doing anything nasty to her.

She had this
little smile about her
Friday nights with him.

Like‐‐ Like she has
real feelings for the guy.

Was there wrinkling around
her eyes when she smiled?

Uh, yeah, there was.

Then it was real.
In a fake smile,
there's no eye wrinkling.

Excuse me.
Turn on the news.

There's much
to be learned still.

But House Ethics Chairman
Zeb Weil reportedly spent
more than $82,000...

on a single escort
over a matter of months.

He exited
his congressional offices
moments ago.

Is it true that‐‐
How long has this
been going on?

Look at his disgust.
[ Ria ] Yeah, but he's
not disgusted with himself.

It's like he's disgusted
with the idea of
having sex with her.

Well, maybe they weren't
having sex.
[ Scoffs ]

Why would a guy spend
$82,000 on an escort
he's not having sex with?

Yes, of course.
No, I understand.

Defense Attorney says
James has had an acute
psychological collapse.

He won't eat, sleep
or talk to anyone.
He's on suicide watch.

Take a look at these.

Her clothes are identical
to the crime scene photos.

James took those
the day of the murder.
And you can tell it's late.

Probably just a couple hours
before she was killed.

Look at her hand.

What?

It's tensed and turned upwards
at her side like this.

Is that a gestural emblem?
Yeah.

When we make it consciously,
the meaning's clear.

Stop. She was
having an argument.

[ Cal ] Yeah. It had
to be pretty disturbing
to produce that emblem.

So whoever was in that car
had a fight with her just hours
before she was murdered.

Body language tells the truth,
even from the grave.

[ Bell Ringing ]

Principal Castle.
Thank you for seeing us.

Please.
Anything to help.

Do you know who at school
might've had an argument
with Ms. McCartney...

the day she was murdered?

I have no idea.
What, do you think
another student was involved?

Possibly. We need to know
who drives this car.

Sure. I can try to see
if it's registered
for school parking.

‐ Is that your car?
‐ No, it's not.

Were you romantically involved
with Susan McCartney?

Of course not.
What are you suggesting?

Oh, I'm‐‐
I'm s‐‐ I'm sorry.

I really am. I‐‐
We have to consider everything.

And I'm sorry
if I've offended you.
Really, I‐‐

I'm very sorry.

Very sorry. If I‐‐
If I offended you,
I‐‐ I am sorry.

I have offended you,
and I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

It's not
a good thing, really.

I apologize.

What's with the
Rain Man routine?

You wanna know
how scared he was after you
showed him the photo of the car?

How scared?
In skin temperature,
about 10 degrees scared,

which is to say
very scared.

His hand was colder
the second time
you shook it.

Yeah. He recognized that car.
Intense fear kicked in.

[ Car Alarm Chirps ]
It's a classic
physiological flight response.

Blood flows from
the extremities to your legs
so you're ready to run.

Your hands get cold first.

The car in question
does not belong to
the principal or his wife.

Are you sure?
Yeah. Deputy Bonds had Records
run both of their registrations.

So Principal Castle
recognized the car,
but it's not his.

Well, find out whose it is.

Have them run the registration
of every student and teacher
at the school.

The D. N. C. chairman's going
ahead with the press conference
this afternoon.

But I think I know
what Congressman Weil...

was doing at the sex club,
and why he was so ashamed.

Take a look.
He filed this online
two years ago.

Call me the second
you hear about the car.
Come on.

Thank you.

You haven't done enough
muckraking for one day?

Sir, we don't think
you were doing anything
sexual at that club,

because I believe
this escort, Melissa,
who you paid for time with‐‐

‐ What about her?
‐ She's your daughter.

I've already admitted
what I did. I'm tendering
my resignation today.

This is the profile
you registered in May of '06
on AdoptConnect,

a registry for
birth parents trying
to reconnect with an adoptee.

The adopted name you listed
was Brenda Melissa Johnson.

The date of birth would
make her Melissa's age now.

[ Sighs ]

I was a junior
in college at UA.

And I was seeing a young woman
who was a freshman at
the women's college in Marion.

She got pregnant.

We agreed to
a closed adoption.
We both moved on.

But I never stopped
thinking about it.

A couple of years ago,
I registered to be found.
Nothing came of it.

So I hired
a private investigator.

Does Melissa‐‐ Brenda‐‐
know you're her father?

No.

I didn't want to force her
to confront an answer...

she clearly
wasn't looking for.

But when I found out
she was working at that club,
I had to do something.

So I went‐‐
Started getting to know her,
gave her money.

Tried to get her to quit.

We can tell the chairman
and the press.

Please, no.

No?

I am close to getting
Brenda to make a change.

If the press finds out
who she really is,

she will spend
the rest of her life
being known...

as the congressman's
whore daughter.

I've already
betrayed her once.

I won't do it again.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]
Hey.

The car belongs
to Jacquelin Mathis,

the girl the school nurse
thought was pregnant.

Deputy Bonds had Homicide
bring her in. Second
District Station right now.

Why would I know
what happened to Ms. McCartney?
[ Cal ] No, you tell me.

‐ Why would I know?
‐ "Why would I know?"

Eyebrows go up
like yours,

the person knows the answer to
the question they're asking.

Yeah, but I don't.
I don't‐‐
I don't feel well.

Morning sickness?
You argued with
Ms. McCartney...

the afternoon that
she was murdered.

No, I didn't.
You don't know what
you're talking about.

I know when
you're lying.
I'm not lying.

I know why
you fought with her.
I didn't!

This your car?

I didn't kill
Ms. McCartney.

Now, that's the truth.
I know you didn't.
But you know who did.

So tell me
about the argument.

I don't have anything to say.

You know,
James Cole is innocent.

He's gonna go to prison for
the rest of his life. You
really gonna let that happen?

I mean, maybe you
couldn't stop the murder,
but you can stop this.

You have to stop this.

I‐‐ I can't.

Jacquelin.
[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]

Well,

I guess it doesn't
matter anymore.

And you're gonna have
to live with this,

'cause James Cole
just hanged himself
in his jail cell.

[ Exhales ]

[ Sobbing ]
I didn't think that anything
would happen to James,

'cause he's a minor.

I didn't know that
he was gonna‐‐
Oh, my God.

Why did
Principal Castle...

recognize your car
when I showed him
the photograph?

You're involved with him,
aren't you?

Castle took advantage
of you.

He didn't
take advantage of me.

We're in love.
He loves me.

Mmm. You're pregnant
with his baby,
aren't you?

He was gonna leave
his wife to be with me.

He told me.

Ms. McCartney saw us...

parked in my car,
that was at school‐‐

We didn't‐‐
We didn't know,
but she saw us.

And then later that day,
she came up to me in the
parking lot freaking out,

like‐‐ like she had
to be all worried
about me when‐‐

I mean, I was the one
who went after him.

And then you argued
about turning him in?

I begged her not to.
He hadn't done anything wrong.

She didn't listen.

She said she was gonna
turn him in.

So... I told him.
And then, you know,

he said that everything
would be okay, and
that he would talk to her.

But...

I didn't know
he was gonna kill her.

I didn't know.

[ Sirens Wailing ]
♪ [ Pop ]

[ Man ]
♪ To be the one ♪

♪ To be the only one ♪

♪ Someone has to give a lot
Something has to give a lot ♪

♪ And who am I ♪

♪ To give you what you need ♪

♪ When I'm learning ♪

♪ Just learning ♪

♪ Learning how to live
and to bear the weight ♪

♪ [ Continues, Faint ]

You get the e‐mail from
the U. S. Attorney's Office?

No.
Principal Castle confessed
in exchange for 30 years.

I thought the truth
would set you free.

Speaking of which,
do you still have that note
that I brought you?

I want it for my office.

You really are a pack rat.

You could've just told me
what this was for.

Mmm, no.
You're a terrible liar.

Normal people think
that's a good thing.

Are you saying
I'm not normal?

Good night.
Go home.

♪ Could be the one you need ♪

♪ If you'd only ♪

Hey.
Uh, D. N. C. Chairman's
on the phone.

‐ What are we gonna say
about the congressman?
‐ Nothing.

So we're just gonna let him
throw away his career?
We're basically gonna lie?

Not basically.

So you lie to your partner
about her husband,

and you lie to the people
who hired us.

What am I supposed
to believe about you?

You can believe
whatever you want.
It's what everyone else does.

[ Man ]
I'm glad we're spending
the holidays with your family.

Your folks are great.

♪ Just look 'em in the eye
It's easier to lie ♪

I'm saying I didn't
even want this promotion.
I feel terrible they fired him.

I love you.
I'm gonna leave my wife.

I just need
a little more time.

♪ To bear the weight ♪

♪ And push into the sky ♪

♪ It's easier to lie ♪

Excuse me.