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About the new FOX show Lie to me with Tim Roth and Kelli Williams. pineaplicecream Dedicated to the relationship of Dr. Cal Lightman and Dr. Gillian Foster of the TV show 'Lie to me' Name: revelation means nothing here. Journal: like. The producer of Lie To Me has confirmed that a potential fourth season will focus on the relationship between Lightman and Foster. Lie to Me is an American television midseason replacement that premiered on the FOX . Cal Lightman: (lying to suspect) I ran hurdles myself. . Gillian Foster: Does your radical honesty pledge mean you have to say everything you think? Gillian: Wasn't planning to toast the demise of my marriage, but thanks.
I trust her to take care of herself. How many people in this is world do you trust? I don't know, ten. Cal stares at her. Well, when you get to my age, it'll be three. Jeffrey Buchanan tells Cal that A'isha Walker was paid for selling the formula, which makes her guilty. I'm not easily fooled, Jeffery. That makes her one hell of a liar. Cal and Torres go to visit A'isha Walker in jail. What do you want? Well I love being duped. It doesn't happen often, but you know, I'm intrigued.
So we can either chit-chat or you can tell us the truth. I gave you the truth and you ran right back to Vandeman. You know, it's not hard to find a good liar, but a truly great one, that's rare. The walls of the FDA have ears.
Yeah, well, then I'm sure they could tell that you were lying, too. He's almost comical with the sound off. I'm trying to concentrate here.
Well, he's got the best posture I've ever seen. He's trying to make himself looks bigger. Men, gorillas, blowfish, when they want to appear dominant they puff themselves out. This guy is definitely compensating for something. Cal accuses Jeffrey Buchanan of conspiring with Vandeman. For somebody who's studied emotions their entire life, you really don't understand them, at all. I prefer to get the truth in person, but sometimes you just have to make do.
Depraved Heart[ edit ] Emily Lightman: I'm just saying, you know, you need to stop dwelling in the past. You know, forge on. Fight the good fight. Where'd you get this crap? You really should try, you know, opening up to me. Eh, it might be. Still overcharging the city and everyone else for stuff that's unusable in court?
You still offering my wife unsolicited martial advice? Didn't you used to study suicides? I understand how you feel. If there's anyone to blame for this, I'll find them. So what, we, uh, we get back in with the Devil's Spawn and we see what she knows? What is with you on this one? This pompous douchebag flies around the country on his private jet, he gets people to give him their hard-earned money -- steals it-- and then they act like we are are persecuting him.
Where have you been? Can I talk to you for a minute? I'm a little busy right now. I could have used you a couple of hours ago. I called you, I think, twice. I'm on my way to meet with Carolyn Holland. But I just wanted to make sure that you were okay. You know, because I can put Holland on hold for a while until things quiet down around here.
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No, I told you. You didn't make it to your meeting with the mayor. No, actually, you didn't, and it's been on the books for three weeks. Well, I meant to cancel it. Go mother someone else. Everyone back to work, please.
Yesterday he was watching some video of an old British woman when I walked into his office. Lightman probably spent about a thousand hours watching that film. Her name was Louise Mason. She was a patient of one of Lightman's professors when he was in grad school. She had been in the psych ward about a month when that was recorded. She told the professor she was fine. No one could see she was actually in agony. Lightman finally got the idea to slow down the film and that's when he saw the agony on her face.
That's what led him to discover microexpressions in the first place. Well, I hope they didn't let that woman off the psych ward. Well, she got a pass home for the weekend and killed herself. They didn't know to look for microexpressions then. Nobody knew they existed. I just figured that if his daughter was guilty, a man like Holland wouldn't hesitate to eat his young.
Look at a man like he's the devil and you'll never understand his motives. You shouldn't think about that stuff, love. What am I supposed to think about? There must be some reason why they killed themselves. I know you don't want to hear this again, but I'm going to say this to you anyway. It doesn't matter how many you find a reason for.
It wasn't your fault. The worst lies we tell are out of love. You have to put these people away or they will keep coming back like a cancer. You cannot let them think they can do this and not get punished.
When you're the boss, make whatever call you want. Gillian closes the door on Eli. He walks away angrily. About Zoey encouraging her to help Cal She's a lot more forgiving then I would ever be. Well she's the mother of my daughter, we've all got things to forgive. But we can't actually charge him with depraved heart. We'd have to be able to prove he knew those women were gonna commit suicide. When he asked how he could have known those women were gonna jump, his eyebrows went up.
Eyebrows up means you know the answer to your own question. His eyebrows went up? Did he also click his heels three times? Vital information on a case is leaked to the SEC. Gillian suspects Eli of leaking it. It was very convenient for you. Why would I lie about this, Gillian?
This job means everything to me. You think I wanna lose it? Did you leak it? Eli calls Ria into an empty room. Yeah, what is it? It's about the case I'm working on with Foster.
I heard the Feds found out about the daughter. I called Justice and told them about Carolyn Holland. You're not telling me this. Eli nods You lied to Foster? You stopped those people from getting their money back, their retirements? We cannot let people like Carolyn Holland get away with this.
Are you out of your mind?! Why did you tell me this? I don't trust anybody else. You shouldn't trust me, either. They didn't catch you? I took a sedative to relax my face. And I know-- Ria Torres: I don't believe this.
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You gotta tell them. It's the only chance you have of not getting fired. They won't find out. They look at each other for a few seconds before Ria walks out and leaves Eli alone in the room. Yeah, just for a second. Cal walks into his inner room in his office. Did you see the agony she was hiding?
Never be sorry for something you see. Cal pushes her away from him without saying a word. They look at each other for a few seconds. Get some sleep, all right? She nods and leaves. Emily walks into her room to find Cal in there. What are you doing in my room?
So, how was school? Cal has set up the projector and the film of Louise Mason up in Emily's room. I want to show you something. Emily sits down in a chair while Cal starts the projector. Oh, where's the popcorn? Cal sits down beside her.
The film begins to play. Emily looks at his face, then to the film, beginning to understand, while Cal continues to look at Emily. Life is Priceless[ edit ] Lots of people are shouting at each other.
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Suddenly feedback from a megaphone pierces the area. What the hell is that? Is this thing on? Who the hell are you? I've got an early meeting tomorrow that I need you and Loker to take on your own. Did you find Dr. FEMA confirmed he's at the disaster site.
I'm heading out there now while there's still one or two people he hasn't had time to alienate. She walks off Ria Torres: Long and short is, I'm about to ask my girlfriend, Nadia, to marry me. It's a good thing you're starting young. It took my dad five times to get it right. Affair, alcohol, green card problems Eli and Ria turn down a client's offer for a job. But, thanks for coming in. Your website is incredibly useful for reconnecting with girls who rejected me in middle school.
Loker looks at the amount on the check and his jaw drops. That's the microexpression for 'holy crap. My men need engineers and rescue workers, not a couple of freakshow shrinks pointing fingers. We normally wear labels. Cal and Gillian provoke a response from someone they are interviewing by staging an argument which culminates in Gillian slapping Cal across the face. Later, as they're walking away You almost didn't sell it.
I'm going to have to hit you harder next time. You know, you take a little bit too much pleasure in that one. Give me a second. What was that, a job? Want to tell me what it is? That depends on the case, doesn't it, really? That usually means I'm getting screwed. Yeah, well, it's not always so easy to be open about money. I always tell women exactly how much money I have in the bank on the first date.
Ria stares at him. And you wonder why you never get a second. When told that Jason's girlfriend loves his money as much as she loves him. But she lied to me.
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Well, why are you in love with Nadia? She's charming, she's intelligent, and, oh, wait for it, she's beautiful. How is her beauty any different from your money? Just be honest with her. Why do people always think they're the only one with a secret? Human nature, I suppose. Better Half[ edit ] Cal and Ria walk into Cal's office to find a woman sitting at Cal's desk holding a ceremonial mask over her face.
She removes it to reveal her face. Could you put that down? What, you don't like women in masks anymore? Zoe is playfully holding the mask by her fingertips and playing with it. Wha-- No-- 'Cause it's one-of-a-kind. Yeah, could you put that down? I do so like it when you get flustered. It's rare, but highly enjoyable. Why are you here? You have such a gift for small talk. Really you should have just gone into the hospitality business, opened yourself up a bed-and-breakfast somewhere.
Zoe looks from Ria to Cal and back again. It's easier for him to try to mold in his You want to hire me? Well, I don't want to remarry you! Cal looks at her in astonishment Why, do you have a problem working for your ex-wife? Cal huffs out a breath, but doesn't say anything.
My place or yours? I want Foster to evaluate AJ. I didn't say anything. Cal leans even closer to look at her. Let's talk to the accused. And get you some medication. Cal puts up pictures of an emotion on the screen Zoe Landau: I'm familiar with that one. She smiles blandly at Cal, who just looks back at her without saying a word. Gillian walks over to shake Zoe's hand. Zoe grunts and Gillian grunts back. Gillian turns to give Zoe a look.
Do you not remember what it was like after she left? When you wore the same shirt to the office every day for a month. Cal and Gillian walk into the rest room together.
I'm in completely control of myself, which is more than I can say for you following me into the men's room. A female exits a stall, looks at Cal and leaves the rest room. No, you're going to have to learn to lie better than that if you want a real career in front of the camera. What, are you losing your touch? Who are you talking to? I told you, be quiet. Cal knocks the empty chair over from under the table where AJ can't see. Cal picks up the chair and sets it right.
You're making that up. Now, that's not fair. There's no one there. She told me that she thought you were super cool. Cal and Aj look at each other AJ: You're imaginary friend, Penelope? Yeah, she's the only girl I know who tells me the truth. Zoe walks into Cal's office unannounced. We still have a receptionist here, don't we? Because of our daughter.
Sex was never the problem. Zoe lets out a surprised breath. Well, you wanted to know why I never cheated on you. You would have known. Besides I wanted to kill you. I've never wanted to hurt you. People change and then they move on? Are you saying that I'm the one that changed? Yeah, I left because of you.
Oh, it's my fault now! No, I'm saying you should take a hard look at what happened before you start blaming me! Hey, I saw what happened. I saw what was happening. Yeah, I could see the doubt, I see the doubt when you were standing on the bloody alter! Everyone has doubts, Cal, everyone!
At the altar, with their friends, in the maternity ward, during the very best thing that's ever happened to them But that doesn't mean that it's the only thing that they feel. You know, you saw every doubt, ever fear. By the end, that was all you could see. You couldn't let go of anything. I was trying to be honest. But I can tell you, sweetheart, that there really is such a thing as too much honesty in a marriage. You'd rather be with someone who doesn't really know you, then?
How about someone who doesn't need to know everything about me? Who I can surprise on his birthday, who doesn't need to point out whenever I'm even remotely attracted to another man.
Someone with his head up his ass? Someone who doesn't study my eyebrows when I'm standing in a thong. You really used to be so charming, back before you became God.
Zoe tells Cal that her boyfriend proposed to her. He's in shock and doesn't say anything. Zoe gathers her things to leave. Zoe kisses Emily goodbye and leaves. Emily looks at the still-surprised Cal. Looking at a family picture with cal, Emily and Zoe. We were happy then. Well, look at the smiles, they're real.
It's all my imagination. He sighed dramatically and let his shoulders slump. Just a little bit.
It even has your name. He glared at her. You like humiliatin' me like this. Now let's go see Emily. She had decided to stay late to write the report for the last case and finish up the last budget report, too wound up from the case to sleep. As she walked down the hallway, checking various rooms, she noticed a glow flickering from Cal's study. Quietly, she opened the door and peeked in. Cal was sprawled out on the couch asleep, pillow squashed under his head, one arm dangling off the edge, the other folded across his stomach, legs bent at the knees.
Gillian tiptoed over to him, not bothering to hide her smile as she drank in the sight.
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The wrinkles around his eyes and on his forehead faded under the dim light and the frown lines around his mouth melted away in the shadows.
He looked younger, innocent almost. She wanted to reach out and run her fingers over his face but she stopped just in time. Instead, she placed his arm back on the sofa, unfolded an afghan lying on a nearby chair and placed it over his still frame. They had just wrapped up a grueling case about a serial killer who went after models. Cal hadn't gotten any sleep for the past week trying to catch the bastard before he harmed any more girls Emily's age.
Her heart ached when they saw the fourth victim and the devastation on Cal's face before anger and determination set in. She thought he had gone home right after Reynolds cuffed the killer, wanting to see Emily and get a good night's sleep.
Then, she remembered him saying that Emily was staying at her mom's until the weekend. She crouched down and ran her fingers through his hair, pushing errant strands off his forehead, then letting them trail down into the scruff he built up over the last week. Cal would never let her live this down if he saw how tender she was being tonight, especially if he knew she liked the scruff this way, not too prickly but long enough to enjoy the rough sensation.
He would probably grow out a full beard in retaliation and she would roll her eyes and tell him he looked unprofessional or like a cave dweller. He'd grin with that distinct twinkle in his eyes when he knew he got away with something.
Gillian shook those thoughts out of her head and pulled back. She almost expected him to open his eyes and yell, "Gotcha! He sighed instead, and pulled the covers closer. She leaned down to kiss his cheek when he turned his head and her lips met his. She gasped and nearly stumbled backwards, catching herself in time by placing her hand on the ground.
Her heart felt like it was going to leap out and dance on the floor and took a couple deep breaths to calm herself. Cal looked none the wiser and carried on sleeping like nothing happened, the bastard. She leaned over and kissed his forehead, running her fingers through his scruff one last time, unable to resist.
Then, she stood up, turned off the light and exited as quietly as she came. Flores was an elderly lady with wiry gray hair, wireframe glasses around light brown eyes and a kind smile. She had a silver cane that rested against the coffee table where three cups of tea and a teapot were laid out. Flores was also a potential suspect in the case Cal and Gillian were working on. Her grandson, Robbie, a young fifteen year boy, had hired them to find out the deep family secret about his past that he knew existed, but could not find a shred of evidence.
He had implied that his father might know, but he was out of town for the weekend, so they turned their sights onto the grandmother. Gillian smiled and grabbed Cal's hand. We've known each other, what, six or seven years, right Tad? It is such a wonderful thing, isn't it? F," Cal added with a grin. Bloody best thing to happen in my life since my daughter.
How old is she? Emily's from my previous marriage. Flores the most recent picture of Emily. Flores looked away for a second, then handed the phone back. Or better yet, how he proposed. Tad seems like a tough guy. Deep down he's such a romantic. Isn't that right, sweetheart? He shrugged in response and looked bored. When I got to him, he was surrounded with all these candles and dressed in his best suit. Oh, it was so perfect. I felt like a princess that night.
And he wanted to kill her.
So, he did the next best thing—he kissed her. He captured her lips intent on kissing away that smug smile, making her regret challenging him and spinning a ludicrous story that made him sound like a sissy. During Season 1, he also adheres to Radical Honesty and thus rarely lies, even if that makes him appear rude or undiplomatic.
However, he is later promoted to Vice President, which makes a rift in any developing relationship between him and Torres. Though talented and loyal, she lacks academic training and sometimes lets her emotions cloud her judgment. She has a half-sister who was in juvenile prison and is now enrolled at a private school. Her parents share custody of her, and, while she does not appreciate her father's ability to "read" her, she does not deny its merit for social screening.
She has boyfriends over the series that her father scrutinizes. Though she sometimes gets into trouble and has fake IDs, and, to Lightman's chagrin, has been sexually active, she is generally well behaved and has a loving relationship with her father.
Reynolds doesn't always agree with Lightman's ways but stands behind him most of the time. While engaged to another man, she also engaged in a tryst with Lightman, after he helped her in a case. She also engages in a romantic relationship with Cal Lightman, but ends it once Lightman finds out the truth about her past as a dirty cop.
He works at the United States Department of State and is a recovering cocaine addict.