He's Iying.
This son of a bitch has been pIaying us the whoIe time.
- No. No, wait. - You reaIIy think we're that dumb? Huh?
No, I didn't say- Easy. I didn't say-
- [ Grunts ] - No! No!
[ Man ] Dream, send me a sign
Turn back the clock
Give me some time
l need to break out
Make a new name
Let's open our eyes
To the brand-new day
Expenses and overtime are two areas we shouId reaIIy take a Iook at.
And we shouId consider changing our company investments portfoIio.
- You've started dating again, haven't you? Yeah. - Oh, stop it, CaI. Right now.
- Right. Um, stockbroker? Money manager? Banker? - [ ChuckIes ]
Oh, I thought you wanted to have some fun.
- Oh, I'm having fun. Don't you worry. - Oh, yeah?
Yes, Torres?
Uh, there's a visitor in your office. SaIIy Robinson from London.
What?
- Whoa. SaIIy who? - Uh, Robinson.
High schooI sweetheart or something?
- In my office? - Uh-huh.
Gotcha! [ ChuckIing ]
- God AImighty. - Yeah, but my mates stiII caII me Terry.
Come here. [ ChuckIes ]
SaIIy Robinson, eh? HeIIo. Is that a canoe in your pocket there, CaI?
- NiceIy pIayed there, Mia. - Ria.
- Oh, weII. Thank you anyway. - Mm-hmm.
Excuse his manners. Terry Marsh, his ex-partner in crime.
- In a manner of speaking. - GiIIian Foster, current partner in crime.
- Nice to meet you, Terry. - You too.
AII right. That's enough of that. Good-bye, Dr. Foster.
Wow, CaI, that is so charming.
WeII, it's been 22 years, hasn't it?
Listen, JiII, you fancy meeting us for a drink Iater?
It's GiIIian, actuaIIy. And she's busy.
- I'II take it. - CaII me if you need me.
- Listen- - [ Cal ] Oil
Yes.
Who we drinking to?
Um, how 'bout SaIIy Robinson, wherever she may be?
- You wanker. - [ ChuckIes ]
- You aII right there, Terry? - Don't start that boIIocks with me, CaI.
- What? - With the eyes, Iike you're reading my fortune.
I'm just pIeased to see you, reaIIy.
Though a touch curious as to why now.
WeII, truth be toId, I've thought twice about Iooking you up Ioads of times.
Terry Marsh thinking twice. WeII, that's a first, innit?
- Come on. - Come on where?
I teII you what, CaI. I'II do a deaI with you.
What's past is past. What's done is done.
lt's just all... water under the bridge. Fair?
Uh- Water under the bridge then.
[ BottIes CIink ]
[ EIevator BeII Dings ]
- [ Chattering ] - [ Piano.. Jazz ]
Oh. HeIIo, IoveIy Iady. [ ChuckIes ]
- I'm Terry. - Hi.
- You shouId say heIIo to my dad. - Hi, Dad. I'm Kara.
- This is Alice. - [ CaI ] Stage names?
Oh, down, Dad, down. Forgive him.
Right? [ ChuckIes ]
Oh, feast your eyes. Hey, CaI.
No. Not that way.
Over there, son.
- I don't pIay cards anymore. - Look at me very carefully, Cal.
I did not get this jaiIbird for nothing.
Don't make me say it.
I owe you my Iife. There you go. I said it.
Do this for me tonight, and then we're aII square.
- How much do you owe 'em? - TweIve Iarge.
- TweIve grand? - It'II be Iike the oId days, you know?
- I'II do aII the taIking, and you do the- - Yeah, yeah, science. Yeah.
Yeah, weII- It's Texas hoId 'em, no Iimit...
and this is my Iast two grand in the worId.
- Right. - Cheers. Come on.
I think I've had a bit too much to drink for this, Terry.
Yeah. WeII, that's rubbish. But nice try.
Hey, Terry. You're feelin'luckier tonight?
Hey, gents. An old mate of mine, Harry Sloan from N. Y.C.
[ American Accent ] How you doin'?
Hey, Foster. Have you seen Lightman?
He's taking a personaI day.
Yeah, he's with a man who's on a ScotIand Yard watch Iist...
which means when he's over here, he's on an F.B. I. watch Iist.
It's part of the speciaI reIationship with the Brits.
What's Terry done wrong?
Nothing recentIy. Watch Iists are more precautionary than anything eIse.
Yet your tone is teIIing me it's more than just a heads-up.
Then it shouId aIso be teIIing you that I'm not at Iiberty to discuss this any further.
''G.B.H. Grievous BodiIy Harm.'' Twenty-two years ago?
They want you to dig into Lightman's past with Terry?
Let's just say it's his immediate future I'm more worried about.
- Thousand. - [ Chips Clink ]
I foId.
CaII.
- Thousand. - [ Chips Clink ]
You okay, Terry?
I'm good for it, Lance. You know I am.
I know you are. We're aII gentIemen here. Someone get this man a drink.
Thanks.
- [ Chips Clink ] - CaII.
AII in.
- I said- - I heard you the first time.
CaII.
Ten high.
[ Groans ]
You caIIed me on a jack high? That's ridicuIous.
ApparentIy not.
GentIemen, it's been a pIeasure.
Listen, couId we have, um, a IittIe break, pIease?
Just a minute, huh?
Why not? Order up some eggs.
Cheers.
Do you mind?
[ NormaI Voice ] Harry SIoan from New York City? You're out of your bIoody mind.
[ Whispering ] Quiet! [ CIears Throat ]
I couId hardIy say you're Dr. Lightman...
the Iie expert and the reader of faces, now couId I?
So the 1 2 grand was just a teaser to get me in the game, is that it?
How much do you owe this psychopath? Oil
- How much? - Ninety-five.
- Ninety-five grand? - Yeah.
You expect me to take that kind of money off these men...
instead of just waIking out of here whiIe I stiII can?
- 'Scuse me. - Hey. No, no, no, no.
CaI. You know exactIy what's gonna happen to me if you waIk away.
- [ Grunts ] - [ ExhaIes ]
[ Siren Wailing, Distant ]
[ Man ] So is this a prank or a serious death threat?
[ Distorted Voice On Recording ] Very soon now, you wiII aII be sorry.
lt's all gonna end this week. The pain will stop.
Uniforms. Private school?
Uh, coIIege preparatory.
You the onIy one this video was sent to, Mr. Anders?
As far as I know. It was, uh, Ieft on my desk during the Iunch hour...
in an enveIope marked ''Headmaster. Urgent.''
[ Eli ] Has anyone else seen the tape?
Just the F.B. I.- and now you.
- Have you cIosed the schooI? - SchooI's out for the rest of today.
- My first piece of advice to you, cIose the schooI. - For how Iong?
UntiI we determine who made this.
So indefiniteIy.
Dr. Foster, do you reaIize what that wouId do to us? That wouId ruin our schooI.
So this is about money?
[ Clears Throat ] From handwriting analysis on the envelopes, student files...
Iocker searches and security camera tapes...
agents on site were abIe to make a preIiminary Iist of students who might fit the profiIe.
Twenty-five names? Fit the profile for what?
- HomicidaI intent. - Oh, God.
First of aII, hands up, who's heard of the Lightman Group?
AII right. WeII, we are scientists who interpret human emotions.
And this morning, with your heIp...
I'm gonna run an experiment, which shouId be quite informative.
So rather than Iisten to me drone on aII day, Iet's just get started, shaII we?
- [ Chattering ] - [ Sirens Wailing ]
[ Distorted Voice ] Very soon now, you will all be sorry.
lt's all gonna end this week. The pain will stop.
[ Gunshots ]
No one's that good. You two are working together.
Who is he, Terry? You cheating me?
'Cause l will put a bullet in your head.
[ American Accent ] There's 1 05 grand there. You and Terry are even now.
You keep the change.
We're aII gentIemen here.
At Ieast for now, with aII those witnesses in the next room.
I said he keeps the change.
Mate, say something.
[ NormaI Voice ] You're weIcome. Don't mention it.
I Iove you, CaI. Don't forget that.
Yeah. I'II see you in another 22 years.
Mount Vernon Square.
- [ Door Opens ] - Rough night, huh?
- Yup. No rest for the wicked. - Yeah.
Something teIIs me you aIready know that.
You want to know what eIse I know?
You know your buddy, Terry Marsh?
Spent three years in BeImarsh Prison in EngIand-
'87 to '90- for assauIt and battery.
Yeah. It was a Iong time ago.
And he's gone now, and I'm tired...
and I'm hung over, and it's none of your business.
No. You made it my business when you spent the night...
at the penthouse suite at the Park HoteI...
where there were prostitutes and iIIegaI gambIing.
Those women were prostitutes?
How did you know?
Did you foIIow us? That's interesting.
There. Surprise and shame in Iess than a second, then nothing.
PuIIing down the mask. Put her on the Iist.
- Hey. - Hey.
[ Cal ] Oh. Go back a few seconds, would you?
There you go. Right. See this girl?
Same girl. She glances at the teacher. There you go. See?
And he catches her eye. Yeah?
He's got his eye on her for some reason.
So does this girI here. Look.
Then she Iooks over at that guy.
Nice one, Loker.
Soon you'II be asking me for a raise, which I've been assured that we can't afford.
So... stand down.
Right. Well, keep watching the tape then.
- Be back in a minute. - You Iook awfuI.
And yet, I feeI so much worse.
I said 22 years, not 22 minutes.
We're in a Iot of troubIe, CaI.
They know who you are and what you do...
- and they ain't happy. - What do they want?
They want to see you saw a girl in half. What do you think they want?
They want you to be their magic man...
and they're waiting for you around the corner, in a van.
And if you don't come now, then... I'm done.
As in ''dead'' done.
- Yeah, I'II see what I can find out from him. - Hey.
Hey. Your buddy's Iost his F.B. I. taiI.
- Now, do you have any cIue on where he couId be right now? - Yeah. Come with me.
- He's in my office. - He's in your office?
- Yep. - What the heII is he doin' in there?
- I've got a major bIoody probIem here. - You're damn right, you do.
You do understand that Terry's invoIved with an extremeIy dangerous criminaI, right?
- Lance McCIeIIan. - Lance McCIeIIan. ExactIy.
He's a new-schooI crime boss- educated, weII connected, hidden in pIain sight.
This ends now.
Look, Terry's famiIy to me. There's no way I'm gonna Iet him hang himseIf.
- I'm not gonna Iet him hang you, either. - Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- What's McCIeIIan's game? - It depends.
Which means you don't know, right?
That means that you're gonna heIp me heIp Terry to heIp you.
[ Scoffs ] If anyone's heIping anyone here...
it's gonna be you heIping to bring down McCIeIIan and Terry.
And I know he's your friend, but those guys are bad sons of bitches.
Look, McCIeIIan sent Terry for me, which means he needs something from me, right?
And whatever it is, he needs it quick.
If you're suggesting what I think you're suggesting, you can forget it, okay?
You're not a trained undercover agent.
- Knock it off. I'm doing this. - Not if I arrest you, you're not.
- You're gonna arrest me? - Yeah.
I won over a hundred grand in cards Iast night.
- I know a bIuff when I see one. You're not arresting me. - [ Door Opens ]
- [ Chattering ] - And you keep Foster out of this, aII right?
- Okay. - Her focus needs to be 1 00% on that schooI.
And I'm banking on you to have my back for this.
- Oh, you mean Iike a real F.B. I. agent. - Something Iike that, yeah.
Hey. So we're meeting in the conference room.
- Torres is in there with three kids from the schooI. - AII right.
- So... what's wrong? - Nothing.
Look, Reynolds was just telling me what a bad seed Terry was...
and it came as a bit of a shock...
'cause there was I, thinking that he was a choirboy.
- AII right. - [ CIaps Hands ]
Stand up. Stand up. Stand up.
All right. When'd you make the video?
- What? I- - What's your name again?
- I didn't make it. - ExpIoding buiIdings.
- That was news footage, right? Your name is- - Stacey.
- I-I don't know. ProbabIy. I couIdn't-
l'm the one who made that video.
- Jared? - Jared RoIIins is my name.
I made the video.
Get your hands out of your pockets.
So what's the pIan, eh? This a bombing or a shooting or what?
'Cause you know there aIways is a pIan, right?
You teII me.
So when did you make the video, Jared?
- What does it matter? - WeII, I-I thought it wouId've mattered a great deaI to you.
I made the video. That's aII you need to know.
WeII, who did you send it to?
What?
That staII right there? He's Iying. He didn't make it.
Jared, why would you lie about making that video?
Because maybe they aII deserve to die, or at Ieast worry about it.
- Who? - They know who they are.
If he didn't make the video, he sure wishes he had.
His face, body Ianguage- That's homicidaI intent, right?
- [ Typing ] - Yeah.
- [ CaI ] Your name is- - Stacey.
Stacey. That was news footage?
I-I don't know. ProbabIy.
- I'm the one who made the video. - [ Man ] Jared?
Jared RoIIins is my name.
Okay. When he said he made the video...
he deIiberateIy interrupted Stacey.
[ Torres ] Yeah. She's reIieved.
He's covering for her. He's protecting her.
[ Door Opens, Closes ]
Oh, nice shirt. HeIp yourseIf?
I thought you'd faIIen in.
Right now, that'd be a quality problem. How's your hand?
Ah, it's aII right. [ YeIps, Whimpering ]
I don't normaIIy approve of torture, but in your case, as it's personaI-
What's going on, Terry? Eh? What's going on?
- [ Groans ] - You aII right? You aII right?
You remember those, uh-
- the property fIips we used to do back in London? - Yeah.
l only broke in and sold the wrong man's Miami mansion.
But it turns out-
[ ExhaIes ] he was connected.
- [ Groans ] - Answer the question, aII right? AII right?
- What you draggin' me into? - I don't-
- Huh? Eh? - I don't know. I swear to God, CaI. I do not know.
[ Gasps, Groans ]
WeII, come on then.
[ ExhaIes ] Thank you.
Oh, shut up.
So the video...
even though you didn't make it, does speak to your needs.
And which is partIy why you took faIse credit.
And you say they deserve to die, but you're cIearIy scared to name them.
Loker, take Jared back to the conference room.
I need to taIk to Stacey now.
We're done.
[ Door Opens ]
[ ExhaIes ] Where's Lightman?
He's not in his office. We keep caIIing, but it's going straight to voice maiI.
Where couId he be? That's not Iike him.
- WiII you keep trying? - Yeah.
[ Man ] All right. Let's go.
HoId up tiII we get the door.
Straight ahead.
Dr. Lightman. Good of you to come.
- I warn you, I'm not cheap. - Oh. Terry's Iife cover it?
BareIy.
We have a deaI then.
I Iike to think of aII of my peopIe as famiIy...
but one of these three has been informing on me to the government.
Now you're going to teII me for certain which one is the rat.
- What, so you can kiII the man? - Three minutes, Dr. Lightman.
AII right then.
AII right, boys?
[ GuIps, ExhaIes ]
WeII, you're right.
There is a Iiar in the room.
Liar's you.
- [ Grunts ] - What are you doing?
- Now's not the time to pIay the comedian, aII right? - [ Groans ]
- Get up. - [ Terry ] Just give him one more chance.
He won't Iet you down. WiII you?
[ Breathing HeaviIy ] None of these men is an informer!
But you aIready knew that, didn't you? Eh?
- Good. - [ Beeping ]
Yeah. Told you he was the best, didn't l?
Yeah. What l want to know is when you told him that, Terry?
Was it Iast night? Last week? Last month?
Quiet, Iadies.
Nice one, Terry.
Stacey, are you and- and Jasmine friends?
The exact same Iook she showed for Jasmine in cIass- contempt.
She's mean to me- in P.E....
in the Iocker room.
But she's not the only one. l hate P.E.
WeII, did you teII your teacher?
He knows.
Stacey, I wish I didn't have to ask you this...
but do you ever wish Jasmine, or any of the other kids who were mean to you, harm?
Harm? Like-
You think I made that video, and that it was-
I may have thought about revenge, but...
I don't want them to die.
She's teIIing the truth. She doesn't want to harm anyone.
PIease don't teII Jasmine I toId on her.
Oh, sweetie, uh-
Maybe she is the one who made the video...
and aII this is is her fantasy revenge.
Uh, who's the P.E. teacher?
- Why? - It's not you, is it?
Yeah, but I wouId never turn a bIind eye to buIIying if I saw it.
Did you know that these kids were picking on Stacey?
WeII, I couId see she wasn't the most popuIar.
- Is Jasmine popuIar? - Yeah, I'd say so. Very, actuaIIy.
It's aIways the popuIar ones who think they can get away with murder.
- Spoken Iike a true scientist. - Trust me. I just know.
We shouId get Jasmine in there now.
So, you two go back a ways.
WeII, I'm sure Terry's toId you aII about it.
Property scams.
You picked out the easy marks.
Terry took 'em for everything they had.
Yeah. lf that's how Terry remembers it.
I remember you were the business at picking out just the right mark.
I mean, he was the absoIute bIoody business. I swear.
Hmm. Terry teIIs me that you owe him your Iife, Dr. Lightman. TeII me about that.
I thought it was water under the bridge.
Even so. While we're waiting.
WeII, suffice to say, we were, um, West Ham supporters at a MiIIwaII game.
He saved you from soccer hooligans.
- Manner of speaking. - Or... were you two the hooIigans?
Not guilty, Your Honor. [ Chuckles ]
You see that Iook, Terry?
That Iook says that your time on this pIanet is running out.
Yeah. Put a cork in it, CaI, aII right? That's enough.
See, it's aIways the same, the criminaI mind, you know? Never sees the end of the road.
Forever hoping, often actuaIIy beIieving that there'II be just one more corner to turn.
- [ CeII Phone Rings, Beeps ] - Not his fault.
He's not the onIy one. I'm basicaIIy wired the same way.
- [ Man ] Right. - [ Phone Beeps ]
They're on their way. Five minutes out.
- Who? - The man that you're gonna meet with...
see if he's on the IeveI or not before I do business with him.
- CaII him back. CanceI it. - Excuse me?
- What? - Look out the window.
Right. There's an F.B.l. tail out there.
They've been on Terry like a cheap suit since he landed.
[ ExhaIes ] Don't pIay games, Professor.
You can thank me Iater.
Show me.
- See it? - The blue one.
No, not- not the blue one. The other one.
The one over from it. The red one. The red station wagon.
Might as weII have had a bIue Iight fIashing on top, know what I mean?
CaII back. Change the meet to the warehouse.
Get up!
A Iot of peopIe think that it's just the victims of buIIies who get hurt.
But the buIIies pay a price too.
You know, maybe not physicaIIy, but-
We were just joking around at first.
Yeah? About what? Stacey's weight?
That and-
Uh- I can't expIain. It got out of controI.
- I'm so sorry. - Are you, though?
[ SniffIes ]
It wasn't just me. There are others.
If that video means what I think it means...
then it's aII coming to an end.
The pain- her pain, mine. I wish it wouId.
I hate myseIf for what I did to Stacey, but I couIdn't stop.
- He didn't want us to. - ''He'' meaning you.
- Hmm? - And you stiII mean to teII me...
you had no idea this was going on?
I can't be eveyywhere aII the time.
Ducks the question whiIe grabbing for an excuse.
Yeah. CIassic defIection.
lf Stacey made that video, it's because of me.
- Where's Stacey? - She went to the bathroom.
- How Iong ago? - Few minutes.
More Iike 1 0, I think.
Stacey?
Stacey!
Stacey. Come on. Open up now, pIease.
- Stacey. - I can't find a puIse.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
I missed it. It wasn't homicidaI intent.
I misread the sadness. It was suicidaI intent.
- Oh, my God. - [ Ria ] Yeah, l need an ambulance.
[ Man ] Bring her around the alleyl
[ Man #2 ] Move it. Move it.
[ Engine Starts ]
All right. Let's go. But stay three cars behind.
[ Woman On P.A. ] Dr. Powers, l. C. U.-
- The parents have been contacted, right? - It's been taken care of.
Tell me she's gonna be okay.
- Wait out here. - [ Man ] Monitor's on the way.
She's gonna be okay.
[ Man Shouting, lndistinct ]
[ Engine Shuts Off ]
[ Man #2 ] All right. Out.
Go!
Stay here. TaIk amongst yourseIves.
[ Lock Clicks ]
- Was there reaIIy an F.B. I. taiI? - Yep.
- And you just ditched them? - Yeah. To earn his trust.
Oh, weII, that worked Iike a charm, CaI.
We got bIindfoIds and Iocked doors.
Are we even yet, Terry?
Are we ever gonna be even in your eyes?
You think that's what this is about- it's about who's even with who?
That's a bit rich coming from you, mate.
Oi, mate. I did three years in prison, saving your ass.
So what have I gotta do? Die to save yours?
You shouId've come to me in the first pIace. You shouId've been honest with me.
You shouId've said, ''CaI, I'm in a bit of bother...
couId use some heIp from a friend I know I can count on.''
- And you wouId've done what? - I don't know. I'd have done something!
- Anything's better than this. - I haven't heard from you in over 20 years, mate.
Over 20 years!
Why was that?
Let's just face it here. You wanted the past dead, and me aIong with it.
[ ChuckIes ] ApoIogy accepted, by the way.
Where the heII is Lightman?
My financiaI adviser, Harry SIoan.
How do you do?
I see you two aIready know each other.
Well, any- any friend of Terry's is a friend of mine.
So, pIeasantries out of the way.
Let's get down to the heart of the matter, shaII we?
The merchandise, Mr. Jones. You say it is the best ever- flawless, in fact.
I gave you my word. Man to man.
See, now, that's why I'm here.
- Yes or no questions, they onIy go so far. - Uh-huh?
So... how fIawIess is the merchandise?
The currency is perfect.
There's a fIicker of doubt there...
but that might just be about the deal in general.
I mean, ''perfect counterfeit currency.''
That's an oxymoron if ever I heard one, right?
What is this sideshow, huh?
He's teIIing the truth, though, when he says that the counterfeit's perfect.
He truIy- He does beIieve that. But then again, he's just, uh-
He's what's-his-name, uh, down at the U.N. aII over again, right?
Uh, excuse me?
That guy, he truIy did beIieve aII that W. M.D. nonsense.
So, cIeverIy, they sent him off down to the U.N. to seII it.
Rest is history.
No one sent me here.
The currency... is fIawIess.
Nah. Uh-
I mean, I'm sorry, but it's not good enough.
Who is this ass, huh?
Screw him. Let's go.
- [ Hammer Clicks ] - We're not done yet.
[ No AudibIe DiaIogue ]
- No! You swore to me that you wouIdn't- - Hey, hey!
Is he teIIing the truth, Dr. Lightman? Yes or no?
Yes! WeII, he beIieves that he is, yes.
Good. So do we have a deal or not, huh?
ls this the best you got, Professor Lightman?
Because so far, I'm underwheImed.
Or is there more?
Right. WeII, you put me in front of the actuaI counterfeiter...
with the bank notes in his hands...
and I'II know just how good his product is.
Just you. Terry can stay here.
No. Terry's with me.
It's not negotiabIe.
- No. I'II be aII right. - Don't be daft.
- You need to be thinking about yourseIf right now. - Yeah, now you teII me.
It's not negotiabIe.
[ Grunts ] Come on!
Say nothin', Terry. Not a word.
This is him? It's your counterfeiter, right?
The best there is. Fifty thousand euros, right there.
Bloody hell.
- How many containers you got? - That is not your concern.
Put it back.
AII right, um- What's your name?
- He doesn't need to know that. - I've got to estabIish a baseIine here-
easy answers to easy questions.
- Then I can get to the bigger questions. - Otto.
- HammiI. - Otto.
What's your reaI Iast name?
- FrankeI. - Yeah.
- How many kids you got? - None.
- How Iong you been married? - I'm not married.
- Where you from? - Chicago.
Hey, get on with it, pIease, wiII you?
AII right. Um, these notes are counterfeit, right?
- Yes. - How good are they?
We aIready tested a modest amount without detection.
- Well, Dr. Lightman? - What?
WeII, he hasn't answered my question yet.
[ Hammers Cocking ]
Easy, feIIas. It's taken care of.
He was right. F.B. I.
- [ SoftIy ] Okay. - I don't think I can do this.
I'II be right here the whoIe time. Don't worry.
Just take your time, Stacey.
[ ExhaIes ] You knew what they were doing to me, Mr. FitzgeraId.
You didn't just ignore it...
you started it aII.
- Oh, Stacey- - You kept teIIing me...
I was fat and Iazy in front of them.
- Th-That's not true. - Your hands and eyes say otherwise.
So do l.
I'm so sorry, Stacey.
You know, l had a coach like you once...
who had it in for one of the kids on the team.
Constant verbaI abuse disguised as authority.
Eddie, Eddie Johnston. And nothin' that Eddie ever did was ever good enough.
- You're out of Iine. - And the exampIe that that coach set for the rest of us...
just like you did for Jasmine and all of her buddies...
we thought it gave us the Iicense to make Eddie an outcast.
I never touched a hair on her head.
Right. Because we did it for you.
l wanted you to have to live the rest of your life-
[ Sobbing ] knowing that what you did to me made me-
[ Sniffling ]
You knew what this was reaIIy about aII the time.
I know, because I sent you a video too.
Which you, uh, neglected to mention, Mr. Fitzgerald.
Making you guiIty of obstruction of justice.
And if this keeps you away from kids forever, I'II take it.
Right, Stacey?
Yeah.
Wait a minute. One kid has a- has a psychoIogicaI breakdown...
an iIIness, and I'm to bIame?
- Come on. We need to- - I don't-
Thank you.
WeII, there's a whitening of the skin around the eyes...
which is a dead giveaway for the kind of fear that we try to hide when we Iie.
And, uh, slight rotation of the right arm...
which is what we caII in the trade a shrug fragment, which means...
he's got zero confidence in what he just said.
[ Chuckles ] The eyes of a cheat...
who thinks he has aII the cards...
but who knows l'm telling the truth.
WeII, he's Iying.
This son of a bitch has been pIayin' us the whoIe time.
Whoa. Easy. No, l didn't say-
- You reaIIy think we're that dumb? - Easy. No, I didn't say-
- [ Grunts ] - No, no!
F.B. I. ! Nobody move!
[ Grunts ]
Anybody eIse?
Down on your kneesl Nowl
Move! Move! Down!
On your knees! Do it!
[ Terry Groans ]
[ Police Radio, lndistinct ]
- [ Chattering ] - [ Car Doors Closing ]
How'd you do that?
- BIanks. - BIanks?
No, no, I mean with your eyes. How do you do that?
Oh, it was... just practice.
- What's going on? - [ Groans ]
- Get up. - Oh, bIimey.
Put your hands behind your back.
I swear, I'm gettin' too oId for this, Terry. I reaIIy am.
F.B.l. have been onto you and McClellan for a while now.
- SpeciaI Agent Hutton. - Oh, nice to meet you.
You too. Superior work, Agent ReynoIds.
Likewise, my friend. So, how's that for having your back?
- Just Iike a reaI F.B. I. agent. - [ ChuckIes ]
- Thanks a Iot, CaI. - What?
[ CIears Throat ] So, uh- When'd you first reaIize I was undercover, Dr. Lightman?
Back at the poker tabIe.
You were angry and fearfuI, but on my behaIf.
- [ ChuckIes ] ReaIIy? - Yeah.
Come on. Let's go.
Ben? HoId on a sec.
I teII you what. Terry waIks for his part in this.
- What? - And then we're evens.
You know I couIdn't have done this without him.
He goes from here to the airport, and he doesn't come back.
- Suits me. - Ever.
You know, you're one Iucky son of a bitch.
Hey. Hey, um- Can I borrow him for a minute? Just personaI stuff.
Yeah. Just- Just make it-
- [ Grunts ] - quick.
I knew you were up to something the moment you waIked into my office!
Then l had to sit there and watch you play me like one of those yuppies back in Londonl
McCIeIIan had me by the short and curIies, CaI.
- My best mate! - Oh, come on! You think I wanted to do it?
You were in on this from the start, Terry!
They knew who I was before I even sat down at that poker tabIe.
What was that? That was just some IittIe test run.
- So what do you caII this, eh? - That?
A coupIe of broken fingers for a sIice of that pie? Do me a favor.
And you can stop treating me Iike a bIoody moron now.
Yeah, weII, maybe I just came to resent you, CaI.
Hate me, more Iike. Eh? Years wiII do that, Terry.
You saw aII the way through it, didn't you? You saw right through it from the start.
StiII heIped me though, didn't you? You know why?
'Cause you aIways have been and you aIways wiII be my best mate.
Don't count on it, aII right?
I'II teII you what.
My debt is now paid in fuII.
No. Wait a sec. Wait a sec. You owe me now.
Yeah, l saved your bacon, and l covered your ass with the F.B.l.
I'm a very Iucky man.
Yeah.
WeII, aII Iuck is earned, in the end.
WeII, go on, then. Off you go.
Don't you dare look backl
Hi.
- Have a seat. - Why?
- This is an intervention. - What?
All right. So l had a, you know, few drinks with a mate.
- Yeah, weII- More than a few, actuaIIy. - This isn't about drinking.
WeII, then if it's about poker, I won a hundred grand.
- [ EIi ] Hundred grand? - Uh, hundred and five, actuaIIy.
It's not about gambIing either.
- What is it about then? - It's about you trusting us.
You were in troubIe, and you never came to us.
- Wait a minute. - No, you wait.
We're a team, and you risked your Iife without Ietting us heIp you.
Look, I wouIdn't be here at aII if it wasn't for Terry Marsh.
Fine. So where does that Ieave us?
- That Ieaves you aII fired. - You gotta be kidding.
- I didn't even want to do this intervention thing. - Just you then.
Just you are fired- for having no spine.
- I don't beIieve this. - Good. 'Cause I'm Iyin'.
Oh, what? You didn't spot that?
Oh, did your emotions get in the way? You should really work on that.
Well, this has been terrific.
Really fantastic.
Quite the intervention.
We shouId do this again soon, very soon.
[ Door Closes ]
The intervention was my idea.
[ ExhaIes ]
My mum died when I was young, and my dad was Iong gone by then.
Terry and his famiIy, they took me in, even though there was no room, even Iess money.
And one day, um, Terry and I got into a IittIe bit of troubIe with the poIice.
Not your concern. But... they were on their way...
and there was no way we couId get out of it...
without one of us acting as a decoy for the other.
- So Terry took the faII for you? - Yeah, he did.
He said that, uh...
''You're supposed to use that brain of yours for something...
not be dragged down into the muck by stupid bastards Iike me.''
- He was right. - Yeah, he was.
Yeah. Cost him three years of his Iife.
So anyone who wants to compete for my IoyaIty with Terry Marsh...
not reaIIy in a fair fight.
Night, Iove.
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