Lie To Me

Loker: You're a natural. The few naturals Lightman's come across have one thing in common. No college degree. You haven't been asked to focus on verbal skills, so you focus on body language. Torres: You're saying I can't learn the science? Loker: I'm saying you didn't have to. That's got to be irritating for a guy who's spent two decades trying to see what you were born seeing.

Cal: You know when you don't know the science, you don't see the whole picture. People can get hurt. Ria: What was that? What happened? Cal: What? Ria: Shame, when you said people get hurt you showed shame. Cal: I don't know what you're talking about. Ria: You're lying. Cal: Get used to it.

Lightman: So now you're starting on me? (Gillian glares at Lightman) Lightman: Don't say something you'll regret and I saw that.

(Ria hands Lightman a file) Lightman: This is classified, how'd you get it? Gillian: Same way you would have.

Ria: You drugged her so she could lie? Cal: Never let the facts get in the way of the truth.

Rebecca: The truth isn't good enough for these people. Cal: Who said anything about the truth?

Eli: (to Gillian) No, no, you don't want the muffins here. They're terrible. They taste like sofa cushions with the moldy nuts your grandmother used to keep in a little jar.

Cal: (to Ria) Oh look, now you're embarrassed. Well you have every reason to be. You did get it wrong didn't you? Sergeant Scott didn't rape Sheila Lake. Gillian: Cal! Cal: She's the one making snide remarks. Look at her face. Ria: How do people work here?

Gillian: Chicken dumpling? Cal: Oh, no, never eat meat I can't see.

Eli: Oh. Championship ring. Sweet. Must have cost a fortune online. Taft: Actually, I earned it.

Eli: Why is it guys named White are always black and guys named Black are always white? Gillian: Am I going to be sorry You're here? Eli: Barry White. Jack Black.

Cal: You been to the bathroom today? Fast Food Man: Er, no. (He touches his ear.) Cal: Oh great. Anyone else want a side of faeces?

Cal: You know, I once had actors play out the testimony from a rape case in front of thirty federal judges. You know the biggest predictor of whether they believed the man or the woman? The gender of the judge. Ria: You think I'm saying he's guilty because I'm a woman? Cal: Me, Darwin, Two thousand years of evolutionary biology.

Ria: You really think a woman would lie about rape? Cal: Unpleasant truth, human mortality, moustache on a woman. Three things we'd all prefer to ignore.

Cal: What do you see? Gillian: I see a skeptical, emotionally distant scientist obsessing over facial twitches.