[ Eli ] I-i could? Mm-hmm.
Yeah, okay. Yeah.
2:30 is actually better for me, so yeah, okay.
It'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?
All right. Well, carry on. Keep up the good work. [ Clears throat ]
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? Oh, and spoil all the fun?
Do me a favor.
What's wrong with you? Uh-oh.
[ Gillian ] This is Juan Ramirez,
street name prince John, of the nine-six click.
Push in tighter.
That's, uh, detective, uh...
What's his name again?
Farr.
Murderous hatred. What happens next?
So no part of you is thinking, "i told you so," eh?
Internal affairs.
They've been watching farr and 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.
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 has to pass a fitness test.
Police range. Police personnel only.
What's prince John got on you that makes you want to kill him?
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.
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 at the cop shop,
answering this simple question: What's going on between you and your partner, eh?
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 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?
Hey! Easy, tiger.
I'll drive.
[ Man ] * 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 **
[ chattering ]
Let's make this quick.
Check it out. Vigilante five-o bitch.
Prince John, right?
Do you know what a prince is where I come from?
What'd you say? No.
Well, yeah, that as well,
but I wasn't talking about your sexual preference.
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? Seriously.
What she gonna plant on him, you mean?
8-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. [ Laughs ]
You see, I think you can do better than that, really.
Don't you, Wallowski? Mm-hmm.
You know the drill. [ Handcuffs rattling ]
[ Man ] We gotta go. [ Chattering ]
Be up, 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 got something he wants.
Tune-up?
Nah.
Well, I got it.
Option two... Detective farr's on the take.
- That's not news to you. - You gonna take his word over a decorated cop?
That was no ordinary beating. Right?
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.
Are we done?
I need a ride home.
Well, protect and serve.
This is the serve bit.
The good news is, Wallowski doesn't have much of a poker face.
Pursed lips and puffed cheeks indicate resignation.
Widened eyes show fear.
- Oh, yeah? - We're breaking down the videos into microexpressions.
I'll break you down into microexpressions 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 is.
I don't have an ax to grind against her, Cal. I really don't.
[ Phone ringing ] You just don't trust my judgment where she's concerned, right?
I don't want to see you get hurt. Yeah?
Right.
It's a little late for that now.
For what? I'm up to my neck in it.
Come on.
[ Helicopter hovering ]
[ Police radio chatter ]
Prince John. I dropped him off an hour ago.
[ Woman ] Dr. foster, can I have a word?
[ No audible dialogue ]
[ Siren blaring ]
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.
What?
Or do you want me to arrest you out here?
Arrest her for what?
That.
[ Cal ] On what evidence?
Eyewitness.
[ Man ] On the gate. [ Gate clicks, opens ]
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. That's why he's dead.
You don't believe that.
So I bit my lip.
Give me a break.
If one of those gangbangers thinks you killed prince John,
this is the worst possible place you could be, love.
[ Gate shuts ]
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 gonna happen.
Uh-huh. So that's your science speaking, is it?
You need me. Badly.
[ Chuckles ] This is a department investigation, Dr. Lightman.
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, motive and no alibi.
You look me in the eye and you tell me you don't have skeletons.
'Cause you know if I start lookin' I'll find 'em.
What do you want? Detective farr.
But not here.
At my place. My comfort zone, not his.
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's voice ] I just saw a boy shot. 95th and chalmers.
White lady cop threw him out her car, then started shooting.
[ Man's voice ] And you said an officer was involved?
[ Woman ] Wachowski, willinski. [ Clears throat ]
Something like that.
Works the gangs up here. [ Typing ]
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...
[ taps key ] [ Woman ] It was definitely her.
She gives unnecessary details... i recognize her 'cause she wears her hair back.
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 then, eh?
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... it's phlegm. She's a smoker.
African coffee. Best on the planet.
[ Video game sounds ]
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, two sugars. That's me.
Where in Africa? Kenya.
You trying to make your grandma deaf?
Leave her out of this.
[ Volume decreases ]
Leave her out of what?
You a cop. I can smell.
How old are you then?
Nice ink, that.
That's the, uh, nine-sixes, is it?
You know, the proud, the few.
- However it goes. - Comedian cop.
You just play your game. 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 ain't know nothin' about that.
Well, that's smart, 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.
- [ Cell phone rings ] - I'd get that, if I were you.
Never leave home without it, eh?
Oh, yeah, 'cause I look that stupid.
Keep it. I'm straight.
Snow... I'm beginning to like that.
[ Beeping ] It's growing on me. Very creative, that is.
- I'm going 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.
[ Engine idling ]
Just so long as he comes home is all.
Right.
What was I saying?
[ Gillian ] The shooting. Prince John.
Yes. I'm 110% certain it was the Wallowski girl who shot him.
I might be old, but I'm not blind.
[ Tires squealing ]
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.
[ Door opens ]
** [ Stereo: Hip-hop ]
Hey, what's up, fool?
Hey, hey.
Louis.
I thought you was on your way to Ronnie's.
You lost?
Oh, look at you lot, eh?
Matching ink.
You guys must really, really like each other or something.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
[ Clicks tongue ]
[ Radio chatter ]
[ Man ] Okay.
Evenin', all.
- Another day in D.C., professor. - [ Cal ] Oh, blimey.
Well, at least your partner's got an alibi this time.
You know, her being in jail and that.
- Who was he? - Street name is stomper.
Local pharmaceutical rep for the nine-sixes.
Who's that one?
Eh?
What's he smiling about? He's not smiling.
All right, 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 were in the same gang together.
Hello, Louis. How you doin'? You all right?
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, uh, grabbing for power? Is he?
You hit me in the stomach, or I'll pay you $50 with a smile.
Which one's gonna make you look better?
Eh? 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?
- [ Groans ] - [ Laughing ]
You okay? Oh, no, I'm fine. Help me up.
You tell your I.A. Friend i want to talk to that one there. 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.
[ Jenkins ] 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.
- [ Chuckles ] - Speak.
You got nothin' on me.
The lady cop killed prince John to shut him up.
Why are you lying about her?
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... Serious business.
Lawyer.
No need. You're free to go. Get out of here.
[ Cal ] All right.
- 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 interviewed him, have you? A few times, yeah.
Always with Wallowski?
I got one for you.
You tell Wallowski you were on the I.A. Payroll when you started doin' her?
Now why have you kept me waiting out here?
No reason.
You can go now, if you like.
I want interrogation tape on him, and Wallowski, and any of the nine-sixes.
Get outta 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 two blocks away when you heard the shots. Is that right?
Why don't you let him tell us where he was.
I was two blocks away.
So in this one, farr is controlling the interrogation.
He's warning Suarez. And in 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.
[ Wallowski ] I need a break. You finish this.
Wallowski walks out before the interrogation is over.
They'd been in there for three hours. Maybe she just needed to 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 is dirty, Wallowski's dirty.
What's that?
What is that, guilt by association?
May I remind you... Yeah, you may.
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 it now.
Mrs. Phillips, are you comfortable?
I saw what I saw. [ Clears throat ]
Let's just get on with it, shall we? [ Door opens ]
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 three 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-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'd you get me out? Change blindness.
[ Wallowski ] What ya 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 is a victim? Do me a favor.
Want to know how it happens?
- How what happens? - Corruption.
You did it again.
[ Scoffs ] I'm too tired for this.
Humor me. I bought 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.
Five months later, she looks away, brow furrows.
Much more intense reaction.
In an interrogation last year,
we see disgust around her nose, around her mouth.
And finally, six 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 lockstep 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 seven bucks, that.
- 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 him to juvie for a ph.D. In criminology, or cut him a break?
I don't know. You tell me.
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, darling.
Really.
So, get on with it then.
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ Engine idling ]
Candles?
Cabinet, top left of the stove.
- Sexy music? - On it.
Lube?
- ** [ Stereo: Blues guitar ] - Just kidding.
You got a light?
[ Man ] * I'm in the mood *
yeah. * I'm in the mood for love *
home invasion, 85 north pershing.
* I'm in the mood I'm in the mood *
* baby, I'm in the mood *
* for love * bloody hell.
- Untraceable, eh? - My dad said always have options.
[ Loud crash ]
* I say night time is the right time *
* to be with the one you love *
* you know when night comes, baby *
* god knows you are so far away *
* I'm in the mood *
* I'm in the mood for love *
[ men shouting in distance ]
* I'm in the mood in the mood *
* baby, I'm in the mood for love *
hey!
- [ Man ] José! - [ Groans ]
[ Man ] Man, he's hit!
- * yes, yes, my mother told me * - get down!
[ Wallowski ] Who's next?
* to leave that girl alone *
[ man shouts ]
You got 10 seconds to get your friend out of here,
or we're done talking, all right?
[ Man ] All right. All right. Don't shoot.
[ Groaning ]
* I'm in the mood, baby *
* I'm in the mood for love *
- glad you met me yet? - * I'm in the mood *
I think it's time to lose those.
- * baby, I'm in the mood for love ** - just saying.
How long you gonna pretend there's nothing going on between Suarez and farr?
What, 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 mean, 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.
Aye, aye.
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.
Nineteen years old,
mowing his way through his own gang,
while you look the other way.
You okay? I'm good.
So's Suarez.
It starts simple, right?
You're just trying to do the right thing, like any real dad would.
You can't protect him anymore.
He tried killing you last night.
Choose.
Your partner or your son.
[ Door opens ]
Detective farr.
- Get me Lightman. Now. - He's not in yet.
Well, he bends farr's ear before the hearing.
Farr comes in and spills.
Suarez is his son.
He's been in the kid's pocket for years.
So you got your dirty cop. Congratulations.
Farr's son killed prince John and stomper...
Because he knew they were blackmailing farr,
and Wallowski knew it too.
She's dirty.
I mean, eight-hour days with farr for five years?
That 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.
Feel the muscles in your cheek.
Relax 'em.
Uh, 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.
Now that was good.
You hid the contempt.
There are four 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.
[ Cal ] 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, that is.
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.
[ Chuckles ]
Tell me a lie.
Anything you like.
I hate you.
Oh, that's brilliant.
You're ready.
[ Ria ] 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.
Is 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 'em straight.
I got nothing here. Zip.
Was Wallowski in on this with farr, or not?
- She's been coached. - Or maybe she's clean.
And you call yourselves scientists?
You call cops who disagree "cops," right?
Unless one of them's dirty.
Well, she's saying Wallowski's clean.
Aren't you, Dr. foster?
[ Door opens, closes ]
Hey. What you walking away for, eh?
That's not right. Don't do that. Never mind.
I'm not going anywhere, Gil, 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.
[ Chuckles ] That's kind of ironic, from where I'm standing.
Well?
Is Wallowski lying?
Yes. Absolutely.
Farr's not a good dad. She's covering for him.
As for the rest of it, she's not lying.
She didn't know a thing about Suarez or any of it.
D-Dr. Lightman?
Yeah, she's clean.
As a whistle.
** [ Ballad ]
[ Man ] * my hand to god *
* I didn't mean to *
[ buzzer buzzes ]
* after all *
* of what we've been through *
* men come in different shades *
[ buzzer buzzes ]
* it's how we're made *
* the little house on Ellis drive *
[ door shuts ]
* is where I felt *
- * most alive * - five years of my life, and for what?
You thought he was just lookin' 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.
* don't see so good * 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?
* wasted times *
* broken dreams * wanna go grab a cup of coffee?
I'll take a rain check.
* it's all I see these days *
* these days **