"Noah, what are you doing?" "I was just looking for George's garage keys." "I was gonna go over there to work on the bike." "Oh, my God." "How much do you think this is, mom?" "It's none of our business." "Just put it back." "Lily, I'm back!" "Noah, help me." "Damn raccoons got into the garbage again." "4 7-minute miles." "Well, almost." "Averaged out to that, so I rounded up a little bit." "Either way, I am gonna need one of your rubdowns." "Oh." "Hiya, Noah." "Sorry, man." "I didn't know you'd be in here." "He was just lookin' for your garage keys." "Can't keep away from the bike, huh?" "They're in the car." "A quick rinse, and I'll run you over there, huh?" "Damn raccoons." "What are you gonna do?" "Uh, hey." "Are you ready?" "I seriously doubt it." "Bloody hell." "And your name is, again?" "Come on, dad." "So all that for one night out on the town with your mum in Chicago?" "Yes, at a very important political fundraiser." "No, that's what I said." "So, seriously, what do you think?" "It kinda looks..." "Like how your mum dresses." "You know what I mean?" "So you like it, then." "Yeah." "No, she always had impeccable taste." "Take me, for starters." "Ok." "I got a present for her." "Hold on." "Now, I wrapped this myself." "Bollocks, you did." "Oi!" "You save that kind of language for the fundraiser, all right?" "Here." "Whoa." "What's--what is it?" "That's fragile, is what it is." "And that's a surprise." "She's gonna love that." "So you don't like my outfit." "Be honest." "I told you I liked it." "So what time's your flight?" "We should probably get where we're goin'." "You know, I'm part you, dad, but I'm also part mom." "Right." "The rough with the smooth." "Tell me about it." "You look beautiful, Em." "Really..." "Top-notch." "Come on." "Excuse me, miss." "Is this Stifflewitz, Cookstein, and Johnsonberg?" "Come on, love." "Uh, the law offices are on the next floor up." "This is the top floor, darlin'." "I mean the floor below." "You sure about that?" "Positive." "Ah." "Oi." "The bald geezer, that's Gandhi." "Is this, like, a photo studio or something?" "Uh, these are examples of facial expressions." "Fascinating, if you're into that sort of thing, you know." "That's what they do here." "What?" "Read faces." "What for?" "Ask my mom." "How 'bout this one, then?" "He looks happy." "That's Dick Cheney." "I think he's angry, not happy." "You look a bit like this one, minus the hookers." "You're not really looking for law offices, are you?" "You work here." "If you're so good at reading faces, what'd your mum come to us for, then?" "Who are you?" "A-are you reading me?" "♪ Lie to Me 3x10 ♪  Rebound Brand New Day by Ryan Star" "♪ dream, send me a sign ♪" "♪ turn back the clock ♪" "♪ give me some time ♪" "♪ I need to break out ♪" "♪ and make a new name ♪" "♪ let's open our eyes ♪" "♪ to the brand-new day ♪" "You love him, but you don't trust him." "Is that a fair assessment?" "I wish I had never found the money or the notebook." "You didn't." "Noah did." "Lily Marber, this is Cal Lightman." "Hi." "Oi, eh?" "I just had a little chat with your son." "He's a nice boy." "He's smart." "He'd rather pretend this never happened." "Well, Noah's become very attached to George." "You really believe he was looking for George's garage keys, do you?" "Absolutely." "He and George are restoring an old motorcycle." "Right." "He's tryin' to protect his mum from makin' a fool of herself." "He said that?" "I'm sayin' it." "George Walker is a good man." "With a briefcase full of cash." "And a notebook full of code in shorthand." "He's a lobbyist." "There could be any number of explanations for that." "I'm gonna need to put that back before he finds out that it's missing." "Not before we make a copy, you don't." "Does that mean you're gonna look into George for me?" "No." "It means I'm gonna look into George for your son." "Hey." "Give me a hot dog with extra everything and, uh, some napkins." "Ah, you--oh, I'm-- what the" "I am so sorry." "Why don't you look where you're goin', man?" "Oh, clumsy sod." "No, me, not you." " Let me just get that." "I'll get that for you." " No, look, I-- please, please, I got it." "No, I got it!" "I got it." "Thank you." "Ok?" "You made it worse." "Unbelievable." "At least let me cough up for the dry-cleaning." "It was an acc--no, don't worry about it." "Don't worry about it." "No, I insist." "Rude not to, really." "Yeah, fine." "Uh..." "Here." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Oh, so you're a--a divorce attorney." "That's a bit of luck." "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm late for a meeting, so if you'll excuse me..." "I understand." "So shall I, uh, call your secretary, arrange everything through her?" "Him!" "My assistant!" "Thank you!" "No, thank you." "I don't know." "There's just something about him that doesn't look like your typical inside-the-beltway type." "That a scientific read?" "It's a gut read." "Typical lobbyist." "Silver tongue, charm on tap, expense account." "Republican lobbyist." "Not your type, then?" "I'm not saying my arm couldn't be twisted." "Twisted by who?" "Whom." "Does that count as deflecting?" "George Walker is whom could twist her arm." "Who." "George Walker is who-- never mind." "I wasn't being serious." "No, just lustful." "Can I help you with something, Loker?" "Yes." "You asked me to dig up dirt on George, and I think I struck gold." "This reptile just slipped George Walker an envelope in the park." "Well, what was in it?" "My best guess would be more money." "You know." "Well, do your worst." "I'll be in my office." "No, there's someone waiting in your office." "Oh, yeah?" "Yeah." "Well, this should be good." "Oh, no, no, she-- it is good, but she's a little upset, and I thought she could use some privacy." "Well, what's the matter with Torres' office?" "I brought her here to see you." "Oh, really?" "Thank you for coming." "I got here as soon as I could." "The traffic lights are out on Vermont." "Wow." "Oh." "George just proposed." "Which explains the cash he was carrying." "You think that's just wishful thinking?" "Like you, Lily, I really hope it's not." "What's this all about?" "It's about Noah." "I need you to remember that." "Come in." "The future Mrs. George Walker, meet the current Mrs. George Walker." "I was hoping for a catfight over George, but you already know about her, don't you?" "George told me that he was waiting for his divorce papers to come through." "It's no secret to me." "They say you have a son caught in the middle of all this." "Paula, do you and George have children?" "George has zero interest in kids." "Not interested in having them, or not interested in children in general?" "Both, as far as I know." "Well--heh." "He's got a kid now, a fully assembled one." "And George doesn't wear suits." "He's a jeans and tool belt man, a contractor." "We must be talking about 2 different men here." "I wish that were the truth." "George and Paula have only been married for 6 months." "I just find it hard to believe that someone can change that quickly and this much." "Please." "Maybe he's changed." "Maybe he'll change again in another 6 months." "Dirty plugs?" "George isn't here." "I'll have a go." "We'll see if we can't get this old hair-dryer up and running." "So you don't trust George any more than your mum does, do you?" "She loves him." "Oh, she wants to, I think, and for her sake, so do you." "Nothin' wrong with that." "But I'm here because she's decided you come first." "Hang on." "Try that, then." "Well, it was worth a shot." "Now, we both know you weren't looking for George's keys, all right, so what else did you find while you were playing Detective?" "Ding-dong." "I found those in his sock drawer." "You know what?" "Sod George." "You know what I'd do if I were you?" "I'd nick his bike." "Subtitle--steal." "Look, Noah, so what does this expression say to you, eh?" "Noah, it's this simple." "He's using the bike to play your mum because he knows you love it." "Now, I'd say sorry, but..." "I think you already know that, huh?" "George still keeps pictures of you." "How did you find me?" "Our police contact tracked you down through the license plate in this photo." "I was told that George was in some kind of trouble." "How long were you guys married?" "You know the answer to that." "6 months." "You were married only 6 months, and that's the part that makes your blood boil." "Do we have to talk about this?" "Because this is private." "But you still love him." "More like love-hate, right, Ingrid?" "When I met George," "I was going through an ugly divorce..." "And he made me feel wanted." "What about money?" "He didn't marry-- there was no mention of money ever." "You see how you're breathing, Ingrid?" "Short breaths, your heart is racing-- that's the hate part." "After he left me, I found out that he was married before me." "You were his second wife?" "Third?" "Fourth?" "Fifth." "I guess I must look pretty dumb, huh?" "No." "Really." "You don't have to lie, ok?" "I know." "All right, so... 5 wives in 2 1/2 years, and every one of 'em on the rebound." "I couldn't even get near you when you were on the rebound." "Maybe you didn't try hard enough." "Are you saying I had a chance?" "You finished?" "Can we get back to the case now?" "All right." "Forkner Shorthand." "Uh, excuse her French." "She's deaf." "Could you say that again, but just a touch slower?" "My friend here is a little hard of understanding." "Go." "The writing in the notebook is Forkner Shorthand." "My sister told me." "She uses it all the time." "Excellent." "Great." "What's for dessert?" "You have no idea what she just said." "Yeah, well, don't let her know that, all right?" "Because it'll break my heart." "Thank you, Sarah." "So you think George is scamming these women?" "Look whose names came up." "Police chief, Judge Ramsey" "Lily and Paula's ex-husbands." "And Thomas Dobson, the reptile from the park." "A list of men's names and dollar amounts." "Not so good for the ex-wives." "Maybe it's time I hire Mr. Dobson." "Judge Ramsey couldn't recommend you highly enough." "Sometimes I wish attorney-client privilege was a 2-way street." "Ah, yeah." "All right." "Well, I'll be on my way, then." "Mr. Foster." "When the judge came to see me, he wasn't already divorced." "Well, my ex-wife is bleeding me dry, all right?" "She got a condo in Key Biscayne, chauffer, flowers from Europe daily." "And you want the bleeding stopped and stopped now." "Am I right?" "The problem is this." "If you have a preexisting arrangement, signed and sealed, my hands are tied." "Well, I had been led to believe that you might have alternative solutions to my problem." "Look, everything you need is in here." "And also I took the liberty of assuming that cash is king." "And, uh..." "Don't think I've forgotten about the dry cleaning." "Cheers, Tom." "You have a smooth stroke, if you don't mind me saying." "You want a real game?" "Loser buys drinks?" "How 'bout dinner?" "Ok." "George." "Gillian." "Unforced errors kill you every time." "Oh, so it's not my playing, then?" "Well, it's never a winning strategy to compliment your opponent." "Oh, is that what I am, your opponent?" "Well, what else would you be?" "I'm a couple of break points away from being your dinner date." "Heh heh heh." "And there I was thinking you might be the sore-loser type." "Try this." "Let me know what you think." "And I'm much better-- at serving wine than tennis balls?" "Actually, I was gonna say I'm much better when I'm with someone like you." "Like me, huh?" "What am I like?" "The opposite of my ex." "She would have found fault with the wine, no matter which one I picked." "Please, don't I know it." "I was married to exactly the same type." "Cal always had to be the smartest person in the room." "Every conversation was a duel." "I mean, talk about exhausting." "With Megan, everything was the bottom line-- the price of everything, the value of nothing, you know?" "Yeah, I don't mind frugal, but I hate cheap." "Cal would never buy wine like this." "That bit's true." "Guy didn't know what he had." "And he was always looking at every other woman who walked by, like sexual A.D.D." "Yes, Torres?" "Nothing." "His loss." "Guys like that-- their own worst enemies." "You know, it's a pity, though, because underneath all that stuff is-- is an amazing, funny, interesting mind." "Did she just call me sexy?" "No, she didn't." "She's playing a role." "She did." "She just called me sexy." "So what about you?" "It was a bad match." "She was a Harvard lawyer." "I was a college dropout who ran a doggy day care." "Yeah." "Her, uh, border collie fell in love with my malamute." "Cal always hated big dogs." "When we met, he had this little pug called Isabelle." "Oh." "Big red flag." "Oh, now she's having way too much fun." "This is delicious wine." "There's plenty more where that came from." "Cheers." "Cheers." "She was a Harvard lawyer." "I was a college dropout running a doggy day-care service." "No facial or body language deception indicators." "No verbal ones either." "So either he's telling the truth, which we know is not the case, or-- or he's such an amazing liar, we need to look for sociopathic markers." "You get a woman fresh out of a divorce, wondering if she's gonna be alone for the rest of her life, on the rebound." "It's the best time to figure out which buttons to push." "Well, you certainly pushed Gillian's buttons." "It's about listening to her, mirroring her pain, and pouring an expensive Pinot down her throat." "What the hell?" "She's happy." "You could get out from under." "It's win-win." "It's a win-win-win, all right?" "Don't forget your part." "Right." "Once I marry Gillian..." "You're free and clear, no more alimony, except for 50% of what would have been your monthly payment for the next year." "It's like an installment plan on freedom." "That's a good way of puttin' it." "I like that." "So, do you wanna do this, or what?" "Who are you?" "I'm the cop on the other end of the wire he's wearing." "Get him out of here before I take a hammer to this wanker." "Conspiracy to commit fraud, George." "Not good." "And Dobson walks, leaving you holding your Pinot in your hand like the wanker that you are." "What do you need?" "Did you hear that?" "His voice went all Michael Jackson just then." "That's the fear, that is, getting him ready to sing." "Full story..." "Everyone, every transaction." "And you're gonna have to do right by all those women that you conned." "How do I do it?" "All right, well, let's see." "Well, I don't think writing each of them a rubber check is gonna do it." "Do you?" "No." "So what do I do?" "I mean, you guys have a plan, right?" "Oh, bollocks." "You're about as much use as a back pocket on a shirt, you are." "Hey, I'm cooperating here." "You're desperate." "You'll make a lousy witness, George." "Sorry." "I couldn't hold him off." "Oh, that's all right." "This is this man's lawyer." "M-Mr." "Foster?" "Heh." "That's enough out of you." "So you took your time, didn't you?" "What kept you?" "You stop for an hot dog, did you?" "He's not saying another word." "Problem with that, talk to Judge Ramsey." "Speaking of Judge Ramsey," "George's record of all his transactions and clients that you set him up with." "That's a copy made in plain text, just to clarify things from his original." "Let's go." "Oh, no." "Hang on." "Hang on, lads." "Seriously." "Wait." "You know, you're gonna love this bit." "Say hello to your fans, Georgie." "Paula." "Ingrid." "I know." "Oh." "Lily." "I really did care for all of you." "Whoa." "I know." "He's a total cipher, and I'm gonna crack him if it's the last thing I do." "Sod it." "Who is it?" "!" "Police." "Open up." "I'm not decent!" "Yeah, tell me somethin' I don't know." "Here." "My daughter's out of town." "Oi, eh?" "The D.A.'s not exactly jumping' at the chance to go after George." "Oh, yeah?" "Why?" "'Cause all those names in that book?" "Yeah, the chief of police being one of 'em." "So you just got run over by the wheels of justice, and you come over here for a shoulder to cry on." "Is that it?" "Yeah, because that's me all the way." "I was in the neighborhood." "True, yet iffy." "I would take that, if I were you." "Here." "Tell him from me that I'm not backing off this one little bit." "Wallowski." "Wallowski, George Walker's garage just went up in flames with him it." "Units responding." "Oops." "What are the odds this one gets written off as an accident?" "Pretty damn good, I'd say." "There are 3 angry ex-wives we need to talk to." "Ok, let's start with the basics." "Tell me about George." "Um, not exciting, but pleasant." "After my first marriage," "I wanted pleasant, nice, reliable." "A dreamer?" "Meaning what exactly." "Um, let's see." "Unpredictable, spontaneous," "George was a commercial artist, but wanted to be Picasso, which is exactly what I needed." "George was just what I needed when I needed it..." "An adult." "How was the, um..." "Uh, sex?" "Yes." "Thank you." "George was interesting." "Was never a dull moment." "Unimaginative." "Sex wasn't his thing." "Listen, George may have duped me, but the guy I wish was dead was that lawyer, Dobson, my ex's pit bull." "If I was gonna kill anyone, it would have been him." "That bastard Dobson is the one who planned this whole thing." "George hurt me." "I can deal with the pain." "I've been hurt worse." "But what he did to Noah..." "That, I can't forgive." "Enough to kill him?" "I'm sorry he's dead." "Sorry with her words." "Not sorry with her actions." "And actions speak louder than words." "Listen to her tone." "She's saying it even though it's not there," ""I'm not sorry he's dead."" "Well, that's not surprising." "She's the only one with a child tangled up in this." "George was a social chameleon." "With each of these women, he adapted his behavior." "You guys gotta watch this." "This is Lily and Noah after you spoke with her." "Talk about actions speaking louder than words." "Get those two back in here." "Use your cuffs if you have to." "I'm not a criminal." "You see your face right now?" "You're like this one." "You saying I'm a dumb-ass?" "I'm saying you're angry." "Funny, but angry." "You see how your son's body's angled away from you?" "That's mistrust, even revulsion." "You're angry." "That is the same anger you had when you saw George in the cube." "We were all angry then." "You weren't all angry with the intent to do something about it." "How can you even know that?" "When you were outside the cube, watching George, all three of you showed anger in your physical response, but only you are leaning forward." "That shows intent." "I'm not a violent person." "Well, not even to protect your son?" "I mean, that's a powerful instinct." "That's guilt." "And what you just did with your mouth, regret." "The whole story's all over your face, Lily." "Did you go to George's garage last night?" "No, I did not." "I gotta go see my son." "You can't keep me from my son." "Your son knows that you went to George's garage last night." "Don't you, Noah?" "They're saying I killed George, honey." "If I were you, I'd call a lawyer." "Come on." "She didn't kill him." "I did." "Noah." "I stole the bike, and I burned his place down." "I did it." "Hi." "So Noah thinks you killed George." "That much, we know." "At first, it scared him." "And now he's--he just wants to protect you." "Your mum didn't do it." "The question is why'd you think she did." "And it's not just 'cause she went there." "I burned his garage." "Right." "How'd you start the fire?" "Gas from the motorcycle." "Bollocks." "That's bollocks." "It was started with paint thinner." "Not true." "Your word against mine." "Noah, it's ok." "Whatever you know, just tell him." "My mom came home freaked out..." "Like something bad happened." "And had it?" "I went to see George last night." "He threatened me." "Never seen him act like that." "So I threw his ring back at him, and he--he put me up against the wall, put his hands around my neck." "I thought he was gonna kill me..." "So I ran away." "I didn't kill anybody." "You don't have to lie for me." "It's another version of gorgeous George." "So what do you reckon?" "What do I reckon about what?" "Well, you still wanna confess to a murder she didn't commit?" "Dobson's car just showed up at Dulles International." "He's on the move." "Dobson killed George?" "George and Dobson..." "That's the issue." "Over there." "Dobson." "No." "See, it's all in the body language, right?" "So you stick with me, you'll learn something." "Here's your psycho." "Honeymoon's over, Georgie." "Let's go." "You're a tosser!" "You gave yourself away, George." "It was George the killer that scared Lily that night." "I have no idea what you're talking about." "It's the same George I saw in here when Dobson lost his rag with you about that notebook, right?" "I wouldn't hurt Dobson." "He was my friend." "I'm an innocent man." "Well, I've gotta say, I think that you do an excellent impersonation of one." "I really do." "Hang on." "How do I compare?" "Couple choirboys." "You're a right laugh, you are." "And when I say, "laugh," I don't mean that to sound like I find you in any way amusing." "There's no evidence that I did anything." "Think of this as a reverse lineup." "Ladies, is this the man you saw leaving the burning garage where Dobson died?" "Yes." "Yep." "Absolutely." "They're lying." "Look at them." "You're the scientist." "Well, from the look of you," "I'd say they're honest as the day is long, mate." "And dead right." "Thank you, ladies." "Premeditated murder." "Death penalty's on the table." "That's 3 exceedingly attractive wronged women." "Catnip to a jury, that is." "You don't want me." "I'm a nobody." "I'd say you're a lot of different nobodies." "Dobson thought I was gonna talk." "He came after me." "I defended myself." "Give me a break here." "There he is, cooperative George." "I was wondering when he was gonna rock up." "You testify against Judge Ramsey, the chief of police, and all the others, death penalty comes off the table." "And for your next role..." "Behind bars..." "You get to play the wronged wife this time." "Who is he, really?" "He was a lot of people." "He become whoever he needed to be." "I'm sorry, Noah." "It doesn't matter." "Oi, hey." "Here." "You should have this." "George took that picture." "Yeah, I know." "It's more than just a snapshot." "What do you mean?" "Well, there's-- there's a language to photographic composition, mate-- framing, everything." "It tells you what he felt about you, so..." "Right." "See you." "Enjoy the bike." "What bike?" "His bike." "Be safe." "That was a nice thing you did for Noah." "Why are you looking at me like I just shot your dog?" "I don't have a dog." "I don't even like dogs, according to you, apart from a pug named Isabelle." "It did Noah good to hear that George cared, even if it isn't true." "How'd you know it's not true?" "Mm, is it true?" "I've never heard that theory." "Well, science, right, like many other things in life, is open to interpretation." "Oh, please." "Not that again." "Oh, thank you." "I didn't say anything." "Really?" "You just called me sexy." "Right, Isabelle?" "Oh." "How was Chicago?" "Did mum like that present?" "How'd I know that was the first question you were gonna ask?" "I'm that predictable?" "Really, dad?" "A penis gourd?" "Is that what she called it?" "Uh, in Papua New Guinea, they're called a fertility gourd, actually." "Rudi thought it was a fake nose." "Rudi?" "Oh, yeah?" "Is that mom's new fellow, is it?" "Mm-hmm." "Serious?" "Yeah, seriously." "No." "I mean are they serious?" "Uh, yeah, a little, I think." "Where'd you put the remote?" "Smartass." "So..." "You like this Rudi fella?" "Yeah." "He's nice." "Ah." "Well, then, I'm fine." "He's no Cal Lightman, though." "Oh, mum must be devastated." "Yeah, because she told me what she's really looking for is another workaholic who'd always know what she was gonna say and would contradict her before she even got the chance to say it, eats beans on toast twice a week," "whose wardrobe consists of 15 pairs of the same jeans, jackets, and shirts, and who likes to make fun of any and all authority, even if it's his ex-wife who lives 1,200 miles away." "Yeah, there's not many of us about." "I know." "It's a shame." "So instead, she got Rudi, with an "I."" "With an "I"?" "Aye, aye." "Heh." "So, what, you saved the best bit till last, did you?" "I knew you'd like that part." "Don't grow up too fast, em." "I'll try not to." "Right." "Come on." "I can help with that part, if you like." "Beans on toast?" "Ok, love?"