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The Paper (1994)

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The Paper (1994)

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Yo, man, we outta here.

See you later.

See you later.

That ain't a party, man.

Yeah, that party

tonight's gonna be slamming.

Yo, what you wearing?

I don't know.

Better look good tonight,

you know what I'm saying?

That music is dead, yo.

Those guys sleeping

or something?

Elevator music'll knock you out.

Yeah.

Hey, man, I wouldn't

be caught sleeping here,

not this time of night.

Shh! Not around here.

Think we should

wake them up, or what?

sh*t, man!

sh*t!

The f*ck's going on, man?

Don't touch it!

No, wait!

Come on, man. Run!

All news,

all the time. This is WINS.

You give us 22 minutes,

we'll give you the world.

It's already

83 degrees in Central Park,

working its way up to

a downtown high of 95.

At the top of the news

this morning,

racial

tensions flare again,

this time in Williamsburg,

where two white,

out-of-town businessmen

were gunned down

outside a restaurant,

a racial slur

spray-painted on their car,

in apparent retaliation

for the m*rder

of a black youth

last week in Greenpoint.

Police are said to be

searching for two suspects.

Keep your radio tuned

to 1010 WINS for updates.

1010 WINS, all news,

news whenever you need it,

because your whole world

can change in 24 hours.

WINS news time, 7:00.


Nice pajamas, Henry.

Mad at me?

Why should I be mad?

Guy gets home from work

at 4:00 in the morning.

Why would that make

anyone mad?

Scale of one to 10.

4:00 a.m. in the morning!

That was about a seven.

Japanese automakers

insist there's no way out...

Why don't you just pour battery

acid down your throat, Henry?

No caffeine.

Well, Daily News kind of kicked

your butt today, didn't it?

"Welcome to New York,

you're dead."

Ah, they got that?

Mmm-hmm.

How'd they get that? That

happened out in Brooklyn

at midnight.

I can't believe this.

Did Newsday...

I don't wanna...

Did they... Did Newsday?

Don't show me.

They got it. I don't

wanna see the Post.

What do you guys have today? Oh!

"No parking except for me."

Really, Henry.

McDougal's gotta go after

the poor parking

commissioner again?

Good shot, though,

isn't it?

Oh!

That's great art!

Look at that! Sandusky

double-parked in front of

his office.

Hon! Look!

You're missing it.

Parking commissioner of the

whole city, double-parked,

no ticket.

And as a New Yorker

this doesn't enrage you?

Sweetie, it's horseshit!

I know it's horseshit!

We tried to get

the damn Brooklyn thing,

but Wilder won't answer

his beeper.

He's up there

jerking off or something.

Oh! Oh.

You okay?

You never really appreciate

bladder control until it's gone.

Oh, boy.

Sorry, hon.

Ooh, look at that

Sentinel headline.

See? This kind of stuff

is just shameless.

"Nepal premier won't

resign." That is, uh...

They're just trying

to sell newspapers.

That's sensationalism, Marty,

and I won't be a party to it.

I miss everybody.

Say hi to everybody

for me.

Everybody except Alicia.

Who else do I hate?

You're not gonna go nuts

again today, are you, hon?

No, no, no, no, no.

That was a one-time thing.

I've got

a million projects.

I never even get to finish

a book when I'm reporting.

Or the baby's room. I really

want to get to that dresser.

Yeah. I gotta go.

Now, if you weren't making a

sacrifice, too, that would

be different.

That would be

a lot different.

I know.

You gonna call me later?

Wear a tie

for the interview.

And promise me you won't

torpedo it on purpose, okay?

Why would I torpedo it?

Henry, you know those days that

can change your whole life?

This is one of them

for us.

For good or bad,

it can happen

either way today.

So, you know,

don't blow it.

I'm not...

I gotta go to work.

You're not taking my car!

You parking fascist!

You tell Sandusky we're not

gonna take it anymore!

g*dd*mn parking cop!

Towed my car three times.

Yeah, I know.

That's brutality.

Henry? Henry, I gotta...

Can we...

Morning, Phil.

Is it

just me, or are our lives

becoming a nightmare?

What have you

got for me, Henry?

Donald Trump jumped off

a building, landed right

on Madonna.

And then they all went

to Elaine's.

This guy's sticking

with that story, huh?

Yeah. He's a real yo-yo.

There's already another...

Hey, Lou. How you doing?

How you feeling?

How am I doing? You wanna

see the bruise on my leg?

Aw, you'll be fine.

Hey, Wilder,

you really did do...

This is nice.

What's the plural

of "ultimatum"?

Yes, yes. I don't know

what happened last night.

Don't complain. They already

called the air-conditioning guy.

Alicia wants to see you

before the staff meeting.

She's the managing

editor, Henry.

"Ultimatums"

or "ultimata"?

- Both.

- She's not going away.

Smart guys

say "ultimate."

We're gonna go

with "ultimatums."

You say

ultimata, I say ultimatum

Hey, uh, what's

the matter with Phil?

Looks like he sat

on something sharp.

Well, you told him he could

have Richard's old desk, right?

Right. And now you

promised it to Carmen.

Are you completely psychotic?

Well, I have episodes.

Nothing serious.

Phil is still pissed

you wouldn't approve

his $600

orthopedic chair.

And now, with this desk thing?

He's convinced

it's a conspiracy

to prevent him

from sitting down.

Hackett. Hello.

Henry, it's Alicia.

Oh, hi. Alicia. Alicia?

Listen, I want

to see you in my office...

Alicia, is that you?

- Because I'm having a hard time

hearing you.

- Henry? Henry?

Are you in the tunnel

or something?

I can hear you

perfectly fine.

- Yeah, there's a lot of static.

- Henry? Hello?

- I can't... I'm losing you.

- Henry!

- Henry? Henry!

- Are you in the tunnel?

I can't... Can you?

- We can't hear you.

- Henry? Hello?

Hey! Okay, hey,

you know, call...

We'll see you when you get

in, okay?-Hello? Hello?

Okay, all right.

Okay. All right.

I love car phones.

What, are the presses

running?

Yeah, Sunday travel section.

Here, sign these.

Tell me what

you want to do about Phil.

Who's that?

That's McDougal.

What the hell's he doing?

Sleeping.

He says he can't go home.

Somebody wants to k*ll him.

Hey, Mac!

Mac!

- Who's trying to

k*ll you now?

- Sandusky.

The parking guy? Over a

couple of lousy columns?

My columns aren't lousy.

Geez, give it up,

would you?

Man, can't you get it out

of your system?

So they towed your car. They

scratched it up a little.

Hey. $6,000.

$6,000 damage to

a vintage automobile.

Okay, you're ranting

now, babe.

I bust my a*s to find something

fresh, and when I get it,

I bang it like a cheap drum.

People love this sh*t.

You should read my mail.

Hey, turn that scanner down,

will you?

How in the hell you supposed

to sleep around here?

Gee, gee,

what are these?

Oh, subway wreck, West

Fourth Street this morning.

Did you find the one with the...

Is that an arm?

Oh, yeah, you found it.

Aw, you know, don't put these on

my desk in the morning, okay?

Not until I've had

three Cokes, okay?

Morning, Kathy.

Hey, Henry. Henry?

Three Cokes, then a picture.

That's the rule. What?

You know what's going on in

Fort Greene?

Two dozen cops hassling anybody

with a black face and a record

on this Williamsburg

m*rder thing.

If there's gonna be a riot,

which I think there is,

then we should have

somebody there.

Unless, of course,

you wanna get stomped

two days in a row

on the same story.

"Get stomped

two days." That's funny.

Doesn't anybody say

"good morning" anymore?

I don't think so.

Williamsburg, huh?

Uh-huh.

That's, uh... That's Wilder's

territory, isn't it?

What, are you

trying to bigfoot him?

Wilder? Oh, yeah, he really

aced it last night, huh?

Come on, Henry.

I know this neighborhood...

Okay, forget the desk.

She can have the desk.

But give me the chair,

for Christ's sakes.

Phil, I was talking

to somebody.

I can hardly

stand up straight, Henry.

Okay, you know what? Go do that.

That's a good idea.

And I'll handle Wilder. Don't

worry about it. Thank you!

What are you guys

gonna do to Wilder?

Nothing. We're not doing

anything to Wilder. Come on.

Look, Henry, you don't

know what's it's like to

live in pain.

It does things to you.

It... Ow! It changes you.

I'm sure it does, Phil.

I wanna talk to you

about those changes, okay?

Rub some...

Look... Keep all the bullshit

away from me today, okay?

Because I've got

a really big decision

I have to make,

and I just...

I just need some time

to think about this.

What? About the job

at the Sentinel?

How do you know about the

job at the Sentinel?

Bernie told me.

Bernie knows? Aw, man.

It's a newsroom, Henry.

I know it's none of

my business,

but do you really wanna

count pencils uptown?

Is that you?

Boy, sometimes you can

just smell

a horrendously shitty day

on the way, can't you?

Just don't chop the living

sh*t out of this one

like you did

with the nun thing.

Look, it's early.

Let me look at it.

I really like this...

Hey, this jerk on the phone

wants a correction on the

quake story.

You have an early proof

from yesterday?

Oh, come on. Why don't

you say that every morning?

Hey, Bernie.

I hate columnists!

Why do I have

all these columnists?

I got political columnists,

guest columnists,

celebrity columnists.

The only thing I don't have

is a dead columnist.

Ooh. And that's the

kind I could really use.

Right. Hey, listen...

We reek

of opinions, Henry.

You know what every columnist

at this paper needs to do

is to shut the f*ck up.

I'm serious.

Listen, can I talk to you for

a second? Because I know...

If you don't mind walking.

I gotta walk

before I die.

Why? What's the matter?

You don't wanna know.

Well, sure I do.

No, you don't.

Bernie, if I said, "What's the

matter?" I'm listening, so...

All right, all right.

I got a prostate

the size of a bagel.

Oh.

You still coming?

Look, Bernie. I know

you know about the Sentinel

interview.

It's an assistant

managing editor thing.

You know, it's really

more sideways than up.

You know.

You can jump in here

anytime, by the way.

What are you

looking for here, Henry?

You want me to make it easy for

you to go to another paper?

You want a ride uptown?

What do you want?

You want me to wait outside

and think positive thoughts?

That's not my job.

My job is to keep

your a*s downstairs.

Well, what am I supposed

to do?

You tell me, huh? I don't know.

I don't know.

It's 9:00 to 5:00. It's more

money. It's less hours.

Martha, you know, we're

having the baby, and she

gave up her job.

So, it's for her,

that's what you mean.

Well, you know, not just

for her. It's for me, too.

Bernie, you've got kids. How'd

you keep doing the job?

Don't ask marital advice

from a guy with two ex-wives

and a daughter

that won't speak to him.

The problem

with being my age is,

everybody thinks

you're a father figure,

but you're really just the

same as*h*le you always were.

You do have a problem, Henry,

but it's your problem.

Thanks, Bernie.

Been a big help.

Teddy

bear, teddy bear, turn around

Daryll!

How you doing? Come on in.

Hey, hi.

Make sure she put on those

sneakers, you hear me?

Yeah.

Daryll.

Yo, Daryll.

Yo, man, check this out.

I don't wanna put...

You gotta wear them,

all right?

What do you think's

gonna happen?

What does it say?

Nothing.

Damn.

...for the parachute.

Hello?

Henry? Why aren't you

at your interview?

Well, hon, it's not

for another two hours.

Hey, what's up?

Janet told me you called.

- Tell him to do it over.

- He'll love that.

What's up, honey? You okay?

I mean, do you need anything?

Not right away, I mean.

Tell me

what's going on there.

Tell me everything.

Leave nothing out.

Oh, you know.

Usual delights.

Uh, honey? Can you... Can

you tell me what you need?

Because I got this

meeting with Alicia...

Don't take any crap

from her, okay?

Okay. I won't.

Now, have you got anything?

Last chance. Anything at all.

- Water bed!

- Water bed.

Okay, honey. Phone's

slipping out of my hand.

No, no, no, wait.

Stop, stop, stop.

Okay, here it goes.

No, no, no! I'll remember, I'll...

Henry! I'll remember!

Okay. You call me

when you got it, all right?

Okay. Goodbye. I love you.

She's nuts.

Alicia Clark.

Give me a break.

Oh, my God.

Fred, would you let him

use your phone?

- They stole his radio.

- Isn't that the parking cop?

McDougal has got

to be stopped.

So how long do you think this

is... Couple, three hours.

Three hours? Geez.

Hey, it takes time, chief.

Hi. How was your meeting?

Oh, it was great, great.

Listen, do you have

last month's phone bill?

Oh, great. I want to

talk to Henry first thing.

Okay. Uh, your

decorator called.

She said the kind of wood

that Bruno picked out for

the chair rail

was not included in

the guaranteed price,

and you're gonna have to

approve another $600.

Oh, unbelievable. Every time

the phone rings it's $600.

Also, Robert De Niro's

office called.

Oh. Bobby called?

Well, his office.

And said there are

two seats left

at his table tonight

for the benefit.

Oh, no kidding.

Yeah. So if you want them,

it's gonna be $500 a plate.

Listen, tell them

that we'd love to be

Mr. De Niro's guests.

Hit "guests."

If they mention the 500 again...

You son of a b*tch.

You promised me, Henry.

For God's sakes, Alicia.

We're not gonna ask some

news reporter to wait

until after 5:00

to make

out-of-state phone calls.

It's ridiculous.

I'm not gonna do it.

Okay, let's let them make

free phone sex calls, too.

What, you mean

as a kind of bonus?

That's not a bad idea.

We can start with Phil here.

Start what with me?

You think my job's easy? You

think it's fun firing people?

Firing people? Is that what

you're gonna start with me?

Is it?

Aw, Jesus, Bernie.

Come on with the smoke.

You know the doctor found

nicotine in my urine again?

Then keep your d*ck

out of my ashtray.

Oh, that's very funny,

very funny.

So...

Two days after a black kid

is k*lled in a neighboring

community,

two white businessmen named,

what... What are their names?

Hanson and MacGregor get shot up

with racial epithets

written on their car.

Now, in response, The New

York Sun decides to run

a parking story.

I...

Keighley called me

at 7:00 this morning.

Yeah. I bet he did.

Bless you.

Joe, will you please

cover your mouth?

Metro. I assume we're

all over the subway?

Three pieces.

A tick-tock, list of injured,

search for heroes,

standard transportation

wreck stuff.

We got any art?

Yeah, Eddie picked up some nice

spaghetti shots on this one.

Love the severed arm shot.

What about the motorman?

They find him yet?

Yeah, they found him

drunker than a skunk

in his neighborhood bar.

Oh, God. He derails his train

and steps over bodies to have

a few beers?

What do you do after

you step over bodies?

I have a cigarette

and go to sleep.

Okay.

Here you go. We got

an above-average bank

robbery in the Bronx.

That's good.

An exploding hand

grenade in Hoboken?

What about something fun? Don't

we have anything fun today?

Nazis marching in New Jersey.

There you go.

Oh, yeah. Nazis are

a barrel of laughs.

Features.

Oh. All right.

Uh, we got Alison's profile

of a teenage hit man.

Uh, we got Grace

finally done with that

Hollywood, uh,

who's-banging-who chart.

And part three in our continuing

saga on penile implants.

Yeah, by the way, can we

possibly get another

d*ck drawing?

It looks like

a map of Florida.

It also looks like,

I think,

the fifth at, uh, Shinnecock

Country Club, doesn't it?

Right out here.

And I would play over the water,

by the way, as a suggestion.

All right, all right,

all right. Business.

Okay, Dow's up.

Trade figures came out at 8:00.

Nothing shocking.

But I'm telling you,

I'm sitting on Watergate

out there on Staten Island.

With the zoning commission

thing. Listen!

Jerry!

If you guys could just give me a

couple of city-side reporters...

Wait, wait, wait.

How's it possible that you

always have Watergate somewhere?

Listen, I'm... Piss off,

Carl, I mean it this time.

I got a quote from the

commission chairman's ex-wife,

and she's

plenty ready to talk.

His ex-wife?

His first ex-wife.

Oh!

Oh, there's a reliable source.

Yeah. Foreign.

t*rrorists blew up a restaurant

in Paris, k*lling five.

None from New York.

Ferry boat capsized in the

Philippines, drowning 300.

None from New York.

There was a violent

coup in Bahrain...

None from New York.

Witnessed! Witnessed by two

people from Long Island.

All right!

Yes!

That's close enough.

Oh! Henry, this might

interest you. What's that?

The mother whale in the

Ukraine had triplets.

Aw!

She told me she was on the

pill, for God's sake.

Ah!

Excuse me.

I get any on you?

Thanks for asking, Bernie.

Okay. All right.

So, page one, subway sounds

like our wood, right?

Yeah.

We got great art.

I think it's definitely

the subway.

I don't think so. I don't

think so. Uh-uh. You know?

TV's gonna be all over it.

They already are.

It's a minor derailment,

first of all...

And Carmen has got great

day-two stuff on the

Williamsburg murders.

If they make a bust, we

have to follow up on that.

The subway's

a major story.

- Nobody died.

- Bullshit.

Somebody got maimed.

Yeah, that helps.

Minor derailment.

All I'm saying is,

people got maimed,

and we have pictures of it.

Let's go with it.

Damn it!

So we f*cked up yesterday.

What do you

wanna tuck our tail

between our legs

and just take it for,

do what

everybody else does?

Let's stand alone.

Let's make up for it.

We're a commuter paper.

People want the subway.

What are you, market

research all of a sudden?

Not everything

is about money.

It is when you almost fold

every six months.

Bullshit.

Come on, come on. You two can

slug it out at the 3:00.

Let's wrap it up early,

all right?

Because Henry has an

interview at the Sentinel.

Henry!

Thank you.

- Hey.

- Congratulations.

Excuse us.

At least steal us a little

something, will you?

What do you guys want?

Tote bag?

That'd be nice.

Let me take some orders.

Phil? Chair?

That's not funny.

Hello,

my name is George Russell.

I'm a reporter at

The New York Sentinel.

Hi. I'm supposed to meet

Paul Bladden right about now.

Map.

So, I've been reading The

Sun these past few weeks.

Find it exciting.

We're thinking of letting

our hair down a little

bit around here.

Squeeze in some coverage

of the outer boroughs.

Nothing new for you, of

course, but for us, well...

We're the Sentinel.

We cover the world.

Right, right.

So I've heard.

Look, I won't d*ck around

with you.

I talked with Vince

last night.

He's gonna go

with my recommendation.

So, congratulations. The job

is yours if you want it.

Thank... Hey. Uh...

Well, you don't look

all that pleased.

No. You know, I'm gonna

have to think about that,

because I haven't really...

I have to talk to my wife.

You understand.

Oh, yes, of course.

But I would like a decision

first thing in the morning.

Okay.

And don't disappoint me.

I think you're a serious

newspaperman, Henry.

Thank you.

No, I mean it.

You guys have got a cute

little paper going down there,

and sometimes you really

pull one out.

Thanks. It is...

It is a cute paper.

Kind of missed the boat on that

one last night, though.

Yeah, well...

You know, I want to tell you,

before I came over to this job,

I hardly had any administrative,

uh, experience at all.

I had, uh, very minimal

executive skills...

Excuse me,

you know, I'm curious.

For instance,

what would our, uh...

Your, you know,

Metro lead be tomorrow?

Henry, you don't

work here yet.

Oh, you're right.

You're right.

Sorry.

As I was saying

about this book,

um, I think

it's something that you...

You know what I'd go with?

Subway. Don't you think?

...would find enjoyable.

You know, though, that

Williamsburg thing is

pretty interesting.

That's pretty tempting.

Henry...

You guys

got anything on that?

Henry.

You do, don't you?

It's funny, you can

always tell, you know,

one newspaperman

to another...

You can just tell there's

something. What have you got?

What do you guys

got on that? Come on.

They make a bust? No, I'd

know if they made a bust.

What are you guys

sitting on?

Let's just say that our

coverage will be comprehensive.

Gotcha.

Comprehensive. I understand.

Anyway, I'd love

to borrow it.

What?

The book.

Ah! The book.

I got it right here.

Nice, nice, nice.

Yes, enjoy.

I will.

And, hey, thanks. You've, uh...

You've been a big help.

Now, don't overreact.

If we go after it early before

it metastasizes to a bone,

the majority of these prostate

cancer cases are beatable.

Go after it how?

Irradiation therapy.

Well, that's fantastic.

I mean, that's wonderful,

because as it turns out,

that's exactly

the portion of my anatomy

I'd like to see

exposed to, uh, radiation.

Um, you'll have to take an

hour or two off work for

each treatment,

and we should start right away.

How's next Monday?

To burn a hole

in my a*s?

Sounds good. Then I

still have the weekend.

Could you possibly be any

more humorless about this?

I don't believe so,

uh, no.

There is growing

apprehension here

at Kennedy among

arriving tourists.

Sir, can you tell me,

do the possible

racial overtones

of what happened

in Williamsburg make you think

twice about visiting New York?

My brother

canceled his trip.

Ooh! Big scoop

from the TV guys.

Pinhead's brother

cancels trip.

Does she think

I can afford that?

No, no, no. Come on.

It's hardly Watergate.

Your source is the man's

ex-wife, for God's sake.

Yeah, well, you try selling

it at a staff meeting.

I just had the sh*t

kicked out of me.

Deanne White, please.

Yeah, Bernard White. Just tell

her that it's her father.

Yeah. Thank you.

Yeah.

Oh, uh, okay, okay.

No, I understand. I understand.

It's just that, uh...

Do you happen to know

if she's free for lunch?

I know it's kind of

short notice, but, uh...

Or dinner,

or whatever, you know.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Well, uh, it was just

a shot, you know.

Just a shot.

You'll tell her

that I called?

Thank you very much.

Stupid f*cking thing

to do.

Actually, the first

six weeks is no problem.

The first six weeks

you're so exhausted

and you're consumed by

these incredibly

tedious domestic tasks,

you have no time

to get depressed.

Oh!

And after that, you have

all the time in the world.

I have tons of projects.

Oh, you do?

Like what? Like

reading, for one.

With a kid?

No. I had projects.

All the things that I wanted

to do but never had the time?

You know what my hobby

turned out to be?

Living Bob's life.

I hung on his every word.

I'll only be off the paper for

six months. I'm going back.

That's what I said, too,

seven years ago.

Oh, maybe I'm just

being a b*tch.

No, you're probably

just having a bad day.

You didn't... You didn't

drive into town, did you?

I shouldn't be

doing this to you.

It's all...

It's all manageable.

The physical pain, the loss

of adult contact, less

money coming in,

feeling worthless

around people who work...

All the crap.

You can't even remember it

the first time you look

at your new baby.

But?

But he gets the baby, too,

and he didn't have to...

Fact of the matter is,

once you have kids, a man's best

work can still be ahead of him.

But a woman's is very

definitely in the past.

I am so glad

you called me today.

Me, too.

You know, Alicia,

your husband's right.

You should listen to him.

Age has nothing

to do with it.

If anybody pushes their skin

together, it bunches up.

That's why

it's called skin.

Yeah, but it's the way

it bunches.

Your skin is the central

preoccupation of my life.

How much did this room cost?

I can't afford this.

I've got financial problems that

make Russia look well-managed.

This was the last time, Carl.

I mean, you know...

Really absolutely the last time.

Okay.

Yeah, but what about

next time?

God, I gotta

get back to work.

Boy, he had to go

far into the hole for that one!

- Police! Freeze!

- Get down!

What's going on?

Nobody move!

Shut the f*ck up!

Hey, what are you doing?

Let me see your hands!

I'm gonna blow your

m*therf*cking head off!

Get down now!

Move it! Move it!

We didn't do it!

We were just walking by, man!

You're under arrest. You have

the right to remain silent.

We didn't... You have

the right to an attorney...

We just passed by!

We were just walking by!

What are you doing?

We didn't do anything!

- You understand that?

- Look, we didn't do...

- Shut up!

- You understand?

So the dog

was chasing the man,

and the woman got hit

with a shovel?

For God's sakes, Alicia,

you're the managing editor

of the sixth-largest paper

in the country. Now you...

All I want is to be

fairly compensated.

No, no, you can't come in

here every six months...

I have other offers. Don't make

me bring up the other offers.

Does this

have to be today?

Do we have to

do this today?

I have pressures, Bernie.

Real pressures.

Oh, I see.

Pressures. Okay.

I know you loved

running Features.

I know Keighley

shoved you into

this overwhelming administrative

job you didn't want.

Yeah. I never knew how

isolating it was gonna be.

I mean, there are not

exactly a lot of laughs

around my office these days.

Well, you're

in management now.

If everybody loved you, you'd

be doing something wrong.

Yeah, yeah.

But the fact is,

I think you're working

miracles with the job.

Exactly.

I have 300 people

doing the work

they need 750 for

over at Newsday.

I know. Thank you.

But there's no more money

for you. There just isn't.

Alicia, there's a ceiling

in this business

and you're hitting

your head on it.

Okay. Fine.

My contract's up

in 18 months.

I'd like permission

to start interviewing now.

You leave me no choice. That

contract leaves me no choice.

I hope you'll pardon me

saying this, and I know

I'm no one to talk,

but the problem isn't

with your contract, okay?

It really isn't. No way.

No, no, no, no, no.

All right, look. Let me tell you

a story. Sit down. Sit down.

Oh, Bernie... No, sit down.

Won't take long.

Very interesting.

All right?

Now, all right.

In '68, a bunch of us that

were covering the Olympics

in Grenoble

decided to go to the

best restaurant in town.

Now, the menu didn't

have any prices,

but we were on

an expense account,

so we just figured,

"f*ck it," got drunk.

Well...

Somehow there ended up

being, I don't know,

15 or 20 of us at the table,

and when the check came...

Whoo, it was $9,000.

Geez!

Yeah. Exactly.

So now we're all starting

to point fingers.

We're trying to remember

who invited who.

We're talking about

going to Western Union

to get money cabled.

And just when it was getting

really embarrassing,

this funny-looking old guy

at the next table called the

maître d' over.

Old guy. He drew a couple of

squiggly lines on a napkin,

signed his name, winked

at us, and that was that.

The old guy

was Pablo Picasso

and that napkin

paid our bill.

Well, I'm not sure I caught

the segue here, Bernie.

Well, I mean,

the people we cover...

We move in their world,

but it is their world.

You can't live like them,

Alicia. You'll never keep up.

Now if you try to make

this job about the money,

you'll be nothing

but miserable,

because we don't get

the money.

Never have, never will.

So what can I say?

Talk to Bruno

about the, what, decoration,

renovation, whatever.

Ask him to be reasonable. Your

husband's a reasonable guy.

Or give up the nights in town

Bruno doesn't know about.

What?

It won't lead

anywhere good.

Believe me, I know

what I'm talking about.

I know

what I'm talking about.

Okay.

I'm gonna see Keighley

tonight at the benefit.

It's obvious that

I'm gonna have to

take this up

with him directly.

You go over my head

on this,

you'll only make it worse

for yourself, believe me.

McDougal. What,

are you still sleeping?

I went out for lunch.

Get up.

I need a favor.

Oh, what time is it?

Eh, five after 3:00.

Come on. I need you

to do me a favor here.

You remember a...

What is that, a g*n?

I told you.

Sandusky's after me.

When did you get

so paranoid?

When they started

plotting against me.

Henry! I've gotta talk to

you right away.

McDougal, how are you?

Why?

3:07!

Henry, I've got to know about

that interview right now.

Can it wait, hon?

Because I've got the 3:00.

No, it cannot wait. This is our

marriage here, Henry, okay?

What are you talking about? You

walked in three seconds ago.

When did, whatever it is,

escalate to our marriage?

Over lunch. You should have been

there. Very enlightening.

I've seen my future, Henry.

I'm a bitter, nasty broad

who can suck down a whole bottle

of wine in a single gulp.

Oh, honey, I... Just give

me a second here, okay?

Hey, do you remember

Sedona Savings and Loan?

They went under about six months

ago. We did a big piece on them.

I don't read this newspaper.

Well, take my word for it.

We did a piece on it, okay?

Henry, if you got the other

job, maybe I have a prayer.

Yeah. Wait a second, hon.

Do you still have that

friend down at the Justice

Department, Mac?

Sure, but he hates me now.

At least you'll be around to

refill my Prozac prescriptions.

Wait. Do you think you can get a

list of investors out of him?

'Cause I will need

to be medicated.

Marty, please.

Heavily.

You know,

a bunch of major investors.

Guys who lost

the most money in New York.

- You know, Brooklyn, maybe.

- Henry...

They made a bust

in Brooklyn.

In Williamsburg. Two black kids.

One 17, one 19.

One of them did six months

for felonious as*ault.

But I'm telling you,

they look like babies.

This is

a very poignant story.

Marty, how are you? I

thought you were on leave.

- Hi.

- Bust is no good.

What?

The bust is no good.

Can we please talk alone?

How do you know

the bust is no good?

I heard it on your scanner.

It was subtle,

but I know what I heard.

Bunch of beat cops

were talking about it.

Then the dispatcher came on

and told them to shut up.

But not before they said

they think this bust is

totally cosmetic.

Yeah? Well, whether

it is or it is not,

they're still

gonna walk them at 7:30

and we need art, and please,

don't send Robin.

She's too green. If things

get rough, she's gonna miss

the shot...

There she is, the Puerto

Rican poacher herself.

Who the hell told you to cover

Williamsburg, sweetheart?

Why don't you just

calm down, Wilder, huh?

Henry, you told me

you'd handle him.

Hey, let Marty talk

to her husband.

"Handle him"?

All of a sudden you become

40 years old

around this newspaper,

you have to be

handled, Henry?

Well,

if you'd answer your beeper

one, two times a week, maybe

you'd know what was going on.

Oh,

answer this one or two times.

Hey, you know what?

Williamsburg is turning

into our lead.

We could actually

wood on this.

Ooh, this is good. This is good.

I want you both on this one.

Okay, good, good. You got the

cops, I get the poignant sh*t.

I bought it! Why does she

get the poignant sh*t?

Bought the g*dd*mn chair!

This is the last straw, Henry,

for Christ's sakes!

"The last straw." What exactly

were the previous straws?

Now it's your problem, Henry!

Hey, let Marty talk

to her husband.

Michael, I want you to go,

I want you to call the cops.

I want you to find out

if the bust is good.

I need to know

for the 3:00. 3:00.

What the hell's

the matter with you people?

3:09!

Who the hell

took my stapler?

I've been here a hell of a lot

longer than she's been here.

For that matter, I've been

here a lot longer than you...

Oh, for God's sake.

You wanna cover Brooklyn?

Then cover Brooklyn. But let me

tell you a little something.

You can't cover it from a

bar stool in Manhattan.

You see? That's the

stuff I'm talking about.

Just call the cops.

Henry, I better see

the $600 in my paycheck!

I can't think about this now.

Let me...

From day one she's been

pulling the same sh*t, Henry.

Don't say that.

Sit at a bar.

This is a bunch of bullshit.

I'm waiting!

Christ!

What was that?

Let Marty talk

to her husband.

Please.

Yeah. Cops.

Maybe I can type up some f*cking

weather reports, huh, Henry,

while I'm at it, too.

- Just call the cops.

- Just call the cops.

You two take your time.

I'm on the Sedona thing.

God! I miss this place.

Vinnie. Can you bring

your creamy little friend

along with you and join us?

This heat is k*lling us. We got

guys flying off the handle.

When are we gonna be done here?

Yeah, yeah.

Couple, three hours,

you'll see your breath.

Honey, I've got like 64 seconds.

What's wrong?

Nah, that's...

Well...

Why don't you let me

go to Justice for you?

I got a much better contact

than McDougal does.

'Cause you're on leave.

Okay. I'll go anyway.

So, how was

the interview?

Did he offer you

the job?

Not... Yes.

You got any change?

"Not, yes"?

What does

"not, yes" mean?

It means,

he offered me the job,

but I said I'd have to

think about it.

A dime will do it.

You have thought about it.

I'd like to think

some more.

Why?

'Cause I have until tomorrow

morning, I'd like to think,

and that's the end

of the conversation.

Geez.

Oof! You wish.

Anybody hear a g*nsh*t? Hey!

A g*nsh*t? Yeah, that was

down at Alicia's office.

Vic. I don't know what...

Watch this. This is

gonna be, uh...

It's empty-

Anybody around here

respect a deadline anymore?

Terrible system.

Screwed up.

Okay, tell me this. Have

you ruled the Sentinel out?

Please, don't be

a reporter, okay?

Don't worry.

I'm not anymore.

Let me give you

a hypothetical.

Can it be

a short hypothetical?

You're a professional tennis

player. You love tennis,

but you wreck your knee,

and you can't play tennis again.

Uh-huh.

Your doubles partner, however,

goes on and wins Wimbledon.

How do you feel?

Wins Wimbledon? Happy as hell.

Couldn't be happier.

Oh, bullshit.

You hate him.

Do not. I don't wanna

hate you, Henry.

Henry, they're doing it now.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Coming.

I... I gotta go do this.

Okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll see you

at dinner tonight.

8:30, Gus's Place.

Your parents. Please,

don't be late. Please.

Marty, am I ever late?

It's not funny.

It's a little bit funny.

Hey, see you. Give me a kiss.

See you.

Goodbye. Hmm?

That's it?

See you.

Okay.

"Deadline. A date or time before

which something must be done."

Sorry.

Henry...

It's a damn

Marx Brothers movie

every time I set foot

in my office.

One of our security guys

actually tried to frisk me.

Oh.

We're having drinks later.

What the hell

was that g*nsh*t?

McDougal.

- Is he dead?

- I wish.

McDougal's insane.

The man is certifiable.

Okay, before we go

through the schedule,

we still in love with

the subway for page one?

Yeah.

No, no, no, no.

Subway's ancient history.

They made a bust in the

Williamsburg sh**ting.

Really? Cool. Two

black kids at Fort Greene.

One of them has a record.

Everybody has a record.

We have any art yet?

No.

So we'll get them

at the perp walk.

What's the wood?

Uh, okay.

Something simple.

"Caught."

Something like that.

"Caught"?

It's so boring.

How 'bout something like,

uh, "Gotcha"?

There you go.

Okay, great.

I love it.

"Gotcha" with a slammer.

Oh, yeah. God forbid

this paper ever runs anything

without an exclamation mark.

Hold on a minute, hold on a

minute, hold on a minute.

Hold it.

It's not that clear cut.

McDougal heard on

the police scanner

even the two arresting cops

think this bust is bullshit.

Now, let's think

about this a minute.

Doesn't that set

anybody's alarm bells off?

Yeah.

Yeah, it... It could be

like when everyone thought

the Westies, uh...

The union guy.

The union guy. Exactly.

Did you get anything

officially from the cops?

Uh, I am, uh,

working on that.

The other thing is,

these deed guys

were not your

ordinary businessmen.

They were on the board

of Sedona Savings and Loan,

and they lost a lot of money,

millions of somebody's money,

and the Feds are looking

into that right now. So...

Where did you get this? Huh?

The, uh... This?

I stole it off Bladden's

desk at the Sentinel.

I can't believe it!

What? You stole it?

Jesus, Henry, I was kidding.

Well, you know,

they called us cute,

and I was right there, and they

were out of tote bags. So...

Okay, wait, wait,

wait, wait. Wait a minute,

Henry. Wait.

You know,

what are you saying here?

That these bankers

got shot up

by some pissed off

Wall Street guy?

I don't know.

I don't know.

McDougal's on that right now

down at Justice,

trying to get

an investors list.

You got a cop quote?

A, uh, what?

Quote.

You know, they talk,

you write, we print.

Oh, oh, oh.

A cop quote.

They got me on hold. Go

there, talk to them and get

me something.

Working on the quote.

All right, fine. Good.

It's a great lead.

We'll follow it up tomorrow,

but without a confirmation,

we still run "Gotcha!"

Wait. What if these aren't the

guys? What if they're innocent?

We taint them today, we make

them look good on Saturday.

Everybody's happy.

- Makes sense to me.

- Taint them today.

Wait a minute. This is a story

that could permanently alter

the public's perception of two

teenagers who might be innocent,

and as a weekend bonus,

ignite another race w*r.

How 'bout that? What do you

say we think about this?

Okay, what have we got?

We got Nazis.

- Give me a cigarette.

- Okay, move it up front a little.

Come on, Bernie.

Listen to this.

We're not talking about some

publicity hound here

who crawls into the cage and

begs for this kind of thing.

We're talking about two kids

who may not exactly enjoy

the whole prison experience.

Oh, please, Henry.

You don't care

whether they got

beaten up or not.

That's not what

this is all about.

We got our a*s

kicked yesterday.

So you wanna beat everyone

else today, that's all.

Yeah, I do. I do.

You don't?

Oh, come on. Give me a break.

You don't?

Tell me you don't. You do.

f*ck it then. Let's not

beat anybody today.

Let's not beat anybody

all week.

Bernie, what do you say?

Let's not beat anybody, uh,

till October? The whole year?

f*ck it. Let's never beat

anybody the rest of our lives.

Ah, glad you're

not overreacting.

So what do you

wanna run, Henry? What?

I don't know.

Uh, what do I wanna run?

Uh... "They didn't do it."

"They didn't do it"?

You don't have that! I don't

think of these things.

You don't have close to that.

You have unattributed cops.

She doesn't have "Gotcha."

Something you read upside down.

You don't have

"Gotcha" either.

Not for page one, not till

you get a shot of the kids.

So we're going on the perp walk.

What's the big deal?

So what time do they walk?

So we stretch it a little.

And you're gonna pay

for that?

Yes. We stretch

the deadline to 8:00.

If we get art on the two kids

at the walk of shame,

it's "Gotcha."

If we miss them,

the subway is page one.

Oh, the subway's bullshit!

Bernie, come on!

Hey, hey! You don't have it.

You know it.

Now, you wanna run

the story?

You got five hours until 8:00.

Go get the story.

No, hey, hey,

do your job!

All right, you...

Go ahead and do your job!

Don't just take a position

because it's the opposite

of what she says.

I mean, it's like watching

a bunch of sixth graders,

for Christ's sake!

Photo. Where...

Where the hell is Max?

He went home sick.

You make damn sure photo is

at the perp walk, Henry.

And I mean damn sure.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

What's up his a*s?

Bagel

Anyway. Okay, so...

You know anything

about air conditioning?

The problem's not

down there. It's up there.

- Where's Robin?

- There.

- In there.

- In your dreams.

Robin.

Oh, f*ck!

Oh, sh*t. sh*t, I

mean, I'm sorry.

Mr. Hackett, um, what's wrong?

Nothing.

Listen, Robin. I've got

a really, really, uh,

important assignment

for you.

For me?

Yeah.

This is big, okay?

I mean, I don't wanna put

any pressure on you,

but I just wanna tell you

that if you miss this shot,

that means Alicia can't run the

page one that she wants to.

You understand?

Uh-huh.

Good.

Yes!

Who speaks Spanish?

Henry.

Sorry. I've had

better days.

Hey, Bern, please.

Forget about it.

It's coal

into a furnace, Henry.

I been doing this

for 36 years.

Every day you still

start from zero, you know?

Hey, Pete.

Can you come here a minute?

Go bother

someone else.

You okay?

Nah.

I'm in a foul mood.

I gotta get out of here

early tonight, so...

Page one's up to you and Alicia,

but, you know, play nice.

I'll give it a shot.

Well, that Sedona thing.

Why does it have to be today?

'Cause "Gotcha" is wrong,

and I don't

wanna be wrong today.

Well, hang with it

if you want, but have Lou

do a subway page one

just in case.

All right.

I mean,

we might get it.

It's not

even 4:00 yet, so...

Oh, man!

Good luck.

Would you see

what you can do with this?

Hold on.

Eighty-six Bahrain.

They weren't

from Long Island.

I think it's fine.

Anybody got

another word for...

Hey, Ed. Ed, you got Nazis.

It's 9 inches.

For Christ's sake, I don't

have 9 inches for Nazis!

Did Wilder call back?

No.

Do you have any change?

No.

You have no change?

Oh, Henry, no!

Check the...

Henry, do you really

wanna run "Smashed"

for the wood on the subway?

Eh, whatever fits.

I don't really care.

Hey, Blaisch,

you have any change?

Got another word

for "mangled"?

The thing is it implies

that he was drunk

while he was

driving the train.

He could've gotten

drunk afterwards.

You're accurate, ethical, and I

want you out of this building.

Torn, mutilated, uh...

I don't care.

Mutilated. Mutilated.

That ought to do it.

Henry, haven't you got

anything on the Sedona yet?

It's a quarter after 6:00.

Beep Wilder. sh*t!

Hey, Henry.

You got another word for...

Oh, I got another word

for all of 'em.

Get the hell

out of the chair.

No, don't change that.

Oh, that's pretty good.

I got it.

That baby's over here.

Oh, for God's sake.

Hey, we're

minutes away, okay?

Henry. Look,

I struck out with the cops.

Look, there's something

definitely going on down there,

but none of those son

of a b*tches are talking.

Where'd you go?

Police headquarters.

Michael...

You gotta go to the

precinct on this stuff!

Of course nobody's

talking at DCPI.

Jesus Christ!

Hey, Hen. I've got "Smashed"

with a question mark.

What do you think?

...Williamsburg,

where the prompt arrest

of two suspects

in the brutal m*rder of the two

white Arizona businessmen...

Henry, I've got "Smashed"

with a question mark.

What do you think?

It's not gonna matter.

I'm not happy

with this source.

I took up a collection, and you

can never ask anyone again.

Ooh. Hey, did McDougal call in?

No.

No message at all

from McDougal?

I have no motive

for lying, Henry.

I'll tell you what, Henry.

I'm gonna make a proof

of "Smashed" with

a question mark.

I'll show it to you.

I'm going down to Composing.

I'll check it out there.

Okay, I'll meet you there.

Nice chair, Ray.

My back feels great.

Yeah, great chair.

I got about two minutes

to sub that Bahrain piece.

Hey!

Come on, guys, huh?

Oh, it's not funny!

Police discovered

the bodies of two men

sitting in a parked vehicle...

Talk to me, Chuck.

What do you got?

Ah, it's old news.

Carmen. Wilder whiffed

with the cops.

Get out to

the 9-1 in Brooklyn

and get to the bottom of this

bust already, all right?

For tonight?

You want this for tonight?

Give me a break.

It's only...

7:00.

What do you think?

- Well, I hate it.

- Me, too.

What's this?

What happened to "Gotcha"?

Artwork's not back yet.

Perp walk's not for

another 10 minutes.

Bernie wants a backup.

That's what we've got.

We hold the page one till

8:00, not a minute more.

It's 12 grand

every half hour we wait.

No problem.

Those are union drivers

waiting out there, mister.

Okay.

"Those are

union drivers waiting out

there, mister."

sh**t it!

What time's

the arraignment tomorrow?

Deanne.

Just give me a second, all

right? It won't k*ll you.

What are you doing here?

I came to see my daughter,

and it's good to see you.

Oh.

My God,

I don't believe this.

You're married.

You're married.

Oh, my God. I have to

sit down on this one.

Look, I made it very clear.

I don't wish to see you.

Drop the rehearsed stuff,

will you?

You sound like you just walked

out of your shrink's office.

Hold it, hold it,

hold it, hold it.

That was a rotten thing

to say. Hold it, hold it.

I'm sorry. Look...

All right.

Let me start over.

Why are you here?

Why? Why?

I saw your name in that piece we

ran on the Murray Hill trial.

I was proud,

Mrs. Whatever-your-name-is,

and I wanted

to tell you that.

Okay?

Thank you.

You know...

Let me just ask you this.

Would you have cared to come

if my name hadn't been in

your paper?

Do you hate me, Deanne? If you

hate me, there's no point.

I don't know you enough

to hate you.

It turns out

that the guy

they've been looking for,

for 18 months,

you know,

this big search,

has been dead for five

years anyway. No!

Oh, and he was something

like 90 years old.

So he couldn't have

stolen a motorcycle

and driven it from Kansas City

to Ozone Park or something.

That is so funny.

Oh, yeah.

I mean,

that's just an example.

I mean, I could tell you dozens

of stories exactly like that.

You could do a whole series

on the Justice Department.

Yeah. You know? People

would like that.

I bet they would.

So, where's Henry tonight?

Working.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, give him my regards.

You sure you don't want

some juice or something?

No, no.

No?

You have another, though.

Yeah, I think I will.

So, Tom, did you bring the list?

Yeah. Yeah.

You can't take it.

Just a look.

I'm supposed to memorize every

single investor in a major bank?

You'll know what you're

looking for when you see it.

Hey, Martha.

Yeah.

Tell me something.

Yeah.

Did you honestly find even

one of my stories funny?

No, Tom, I didn't.

Yeah. Just wanted

to know where I stood.

Well, you knew when

I called, Tom.

Yeah.

Oh, my God!

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah.

Kind of jumps right out

at you, doesn't it?

Justice!

Justice! Justice!

All right,

everybody stay back.

Just relax. Stay back.

All right, just stay over there.

Thank you very much.

No, no, no, no, no. Beyond

the barricade. Hey!

Excuse me! Can I just...

Uh, excuse me.

Um, New York Sun.

Hey, hey! Go around.

I'm sorry.

Can't you see the cable?

Sorry. I'm sorry.

- There they are!

- Here they come!

Daryll! Daryll! Daryll!

Damn it!

sh*t!

Hey!

Do you have anything to say?

sh*t!

Could you make room?

What do you think

your chances are?

Get out of the way!

Get back. Get out of the way!

Hey... Hey...

Come on! I'm down here!

- All right, let's move it.

- Party's over.

Henry? Carmen on 4.

Tell me. Tell me.

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me.

Nothing, Henry. I'm sorry.

I can't even get into

the building.

I mean, they're not

talking to any reporters.

I mean, the guy

from the Sentinel,

he's standing over there

and he's crying.

No sh*t.

Oh, man, Carmen.

You're k*lling me here.

It's 20 after 8:00.

Wife line.

Oh, geez. Hang on, Carmen.

I'm not late yet.

No, no, the Sedona thing.

I got something for you.

You did go to

the Justice Department.

Aw, Marty,

this really ticks me off.

What do you got?

I saw the investor list.

I'm reading it. It's just

your average bunch of

Wall Street schmoes.

Trusts and stuff.

Names I don't recognize.

I'm thinking,

"This goes nowhere."

And then,

all of a sudden, pow!

"Pow"? Hold on.

Hang in there, Carmen.

Yeah? So? "POW."

Sedona Savings'

single largest investor,

who alone lost

over $5 million,

E & R Interstate Trucking,

Nicholas D'Onofrio, proprietor.

What are you telling me?

These banker schmucks

lost $5 million

of the mobs' money?

"Dumbfellas," huh?

"Unwise guys."

Oh, hon, you are so good.

You are so good.

Oh, I love you.

I love you.

This is great. Do you know

how good you are at this?

I mean, you drive me crazy

when you're like this.

What are you wearing?

Oh, baby.

As fear

of racial tension mounts,

New Yorkers got their first

look at the suspects

in the brutal Williamsburg

killings this afternoon,

following their booking

at police headquarters.

Formal charges will be filed

tomorrow at the arraignment,

where prosecutors

are said to be...

God, we gotta get that cop

quote. They gotta say it.

Oh, come on! I drop a big,

fat, juicy steak in your lap,

and you ask for sauce?

Hang on. Carmen,

you have to get a quote.

Henry, I can't even

get past that desk sergeant.

All cops wanna talk.

They just don't know they wanna

talk. You've gotta tell them.

Henry, he took one look

at my press pass and...

You wore your press pass? Oh,

you can't wear your press pass.

Paul Bladden from

the Sentinel on 6.

sh*t. Hang on.

Paul. Hi. Can you hold on

for a second?

Thank you very much.

Good.

Marty, listen. This is so good,

I'm running this tonight.

You're supposed to be at

dinner in five minutes.

I can't help it. You're too

good. That's how good you are.

I can't... It's your fault.

You actually got yourself

into a jam here.

Henry, listen.

Tomorrow is fine. Tomorrow.

No, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no. Today.

Tomorrow.

Today. Today, today, today.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow.

Today. Now. Today.

Now. Today.

Henry. I'm on my way

out at 8:25,

and I just happened to notice

that our presses aren't running,

which strikes me

as rather odd,

since we are,

after all, a newspaper.

Gotta go. Okay.

See you later.

Listen, Carmen, just write

up whatever it is you got.

I'll get the quote myself.

It's okay. It's okay.

Hi. Hey, Paul, look.

Look, looks like

I'm gonna owe

you one here, okay?

Ninety more seconds? Can you?

Thank you very much.

First of all,

you look fabulous.

Cut it out.

What's going on?

Well, I didn't get the artwork

back from the perp walk.

Who'd you send?

Robin.

You sent Robin to cover

the Williamsburg perp walk?

Robin happens to be a

professional news photographer.

Robin happens to be

Oh, see, now you're just

being silly.

That was

a cheap-a*s trick, Henry.

Look, I'm on to something

with this Sedona thing here.

I just need a quote

from the cops.

You don't have it.

And you screwed

the story you do have.

It's a f*ck-up, Henry.

It's a g*dd*mn $12,000 error

if you get the art back

in the next 20 minutes,

which I sincerely doubt.

Okay. Bernie's not here,

so this is my call.

Wait for Robin till 9:00.

If she makes it by then,

run "Gotcha."

If not, go with the subway.

What the hell's

the matter with you?

Paul!

You are the most unethical,

unprincipled...

I cannot believe you had

the ba*ls to do it!

Slow... Slow down. Slow

down. What... What are you

talking about?

God damn! You know what I'm

talking about. The Sedona item.

Why, you stole it

right off my desk.

Uh... "Uh, uh, uh, uh," my a*s.

Come on.

You know you stole it!

Well, hold on

a second here, Paul.

If we were working on a

Sedona thing, how would you

know about it?

I mean, I hope the Sentinel

doesn't have a mole over here.

Did you or did you not

take the item?

Because, uh, gee,

if they did, you know,

they could get you in a lot of

trouble for something like that.

In fact, it might even

be ill*gal. I'm not sure,

but I can check on that

for you if you want.

Oh, come on, come on.

Cut the bullshit.

You know what? Why don't I do...

Hold on a second.

Janet!

Henry?

Get d*ck Palone in the

DA's office for me, okay?

Just tell him I want

to ask him a question.

Don't worry, I'm gonna keep

you totally out of this.

Yeah, I just want to

ask him a question, okay?

I'll check on that

for you, Paul.

Give it up, Henry.

Give it up.

Our guy saw McDougal

banging on doors

all over

the Justice Department.

Now, I'm gonna ask you

one last time.

Did you or did you not

take the item?

Well, Paul, you realized you

were talking to a journalist.

d*ck who?

I realize, you know,

this doesn't exactly

get us off on the right foot.

The right foot?

Are you out of your mind?

Why, the offer's rescinded.

Uh... How stupid do

you think we are?

What did you think I'd come to

when I put two and two together?

Three? Three and a half?

Paul, look, I'm trying to...

And that you could

walk in here...

I'm trying to be reasonable

here. If you'd just...

Why don't you just, uh,

take my wallet as well, eh?

Let me say something!

Wait a...

Well, I hope

you're satisfied, as*h*le!

You just blew your chance

to cover the world!

Really? Well,

guess f*cking what?

I don't really f*cking care.

You wanna know f*cking why?

'Cause I don't f*cking live

in the f*cking world!

I live in f*cking New York City!

So go f*ck yourself!

You handled that well.

Thank you.

Martha? Martha?

Oh, my... Oh, my God! You look

like you're going to explode.

Oh!

That's how I feel.

Oh!

Where's Henry?

Oh, running a little late,

I suppose.

No, right here, Ray. Like for E

& R Trucking, what would we say?

Uh, not an alias. Do you

know what I mean? Yeah.

Good night, Henry.

Good night.

"Reputed mob front."

We can say that.

That's it. Way to go, Ray.

Good, Ray.

All right, I gotta go. Ray,

it's a sidebar. Keep it tight.

Henry? Henry, I couldn't

get anything out of Justice.

I told you

my friend hates me.

Now, why don't you

send Marty?

She knows that guy over there.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

Hey, does your friend

at 9-1 hate you, too?

Not for a good reason. Why?

I got to talk to him.

Hey, you know what?

Pick me up in front

of Gus's in about

Henry, what's with all the

grunt work? I'm a columnist.

You're not a columnist. You're

a reporter who writes long.

Hey, grab a clipboard.

Clipboard?

I mean, I've got things

to write here.

You know, I've got my own

stories I'm working on.

Why don't you...

Just get a clipboard!

Henry! You can't leave

until you okay page one.

I'm working on it. I'm

working on it. Working on it.

Tell him to get

a clipboard.

...civil rights

groups and police officials.

The mayor was optimistic

that peace would prevail

in the streets.

The mayor remains

in close contact

with church leaders

and activists

in an attempt to calm fears of

rioting and widespread violence

Tonight, he will lead

a solidarity march

beginning outside City Hall

and proceeding through

Washington Square Park.

The mayor will be urging

New Yorkers to remain calm

and to work with

one another to get

through these days

without incident.

Hey,

he looks familiar.

Never saw him before.

Says he's waiting

for a fight.

A fight?

A fight with who?

None of

your g*dd*mn business.

Turn it off, will you? Yeah.

Hi. How you doing?

Sorry I'm late.

Hope you all ordered.

No. We waited.

Hi, Mom.

Hello, darling.

Dr. Hackett. How was the

drive down there, pal?

Made it in an hour and 45. Ooh!

So, how's work?

Work is, uh... Work is good.

Oh, Oh, you liar!

Martha told us

about the Sentinel job.

Congratulations, darling.

Howard, let's get

some champagne.

The New York Sentinel. Now,

that's what I call a newspaper.

- Yeah.

- Good evening.

Have you had a chance

to decide yet?

Oh, Henry, uh, look fast, and

then we'll fill in for you here.

Sarah?

Uh, well, I'd like to

start with a small Caesar salad.

I don't see it here on the menu,

but I always just love...

- Small Caesar? No problem.

- Uh-huh.

And then, um, well, I'll have

with that small Caesar salad...

Are you okay?

And for you, sir?

Henry?

What's that, Mom?

Oh, yeah. Okay, here we go.

Uh, well, what I was

going to say was, uh...

You're probably going to find

this a little hard to believe.

You in particular, I think,

are gonna get a real big kick

out of it.

I, uh... I can't stay.

I have to put

the paper to bed,

but you know

what I was thinking?

What do you say,

we all get together later

and go have some dessert

at that, uh, place?

Are you kidding?

It was a two-hour trip.

Don't they even let you

eat dinner now?

And, uh, you know the other

thing I was gonna tell you?

Uh, I lost the Sentinel job

because I stole the lead

off the editor's desk.

That's the other thing.

I couldn't resist.

They are so smug over there.

Hon, they've got maps.

They've got seating charts.

The guys wear bow ties.

No, no, no.

You did it on purpose!

What are you

talking about?

You did exactly what I

asked you not to do.

I... I... You're shouting,

first of all.

I know I'm shouting!

I like to shout!

Don't you notice? When

I keep talking louder,

it's because

you haven't heard.

Come here.

I try to have a sense

of humor about things,

but all it gets me is a smile

and a pat on the head.

You don't listen, Henry!

I do listen!

You don't see!

Of course I see.

Hi... See what?

How scared I am.

I will be there.

I swear to God

I will be there.

We mean more to me than

anything else. You know that.

Let me give you

a hypothetical.

Don't you know that?

Really? Oh.

A guy breaks

into the apartment.

Oh, breaks into

the apartment.

He's got a g*n.

He holds it to my head.

He says, "Either I blow

your wife's brains out,

or I blow up

the Sun building.

"Choose now."

What do you say?

What do you think I say?

What...

What do you think I...

It's ridiculous.

It's not gonna happen.

That is exactly

my point, Henry.

It is never one

big dramatic choice.

It is little, vague

situations every single day,

and you're either there

or you're not.

You keep waiting for the guy

with the g*n to show up,

and it's gonna be too late.

I will be there. I promise.

Henry! 9:00! Let's go!

What? You know, I mean

after tonight, hon.

I got... Martha, you

would do the same thing.

I saw you waddle off,

eight-and-a-half-months

pregnant,

to chase the story. Henry!

We're gonna miss this guy!

All right. Wait! Hold on

a minute. Henry.

Come inside now. Come

inside, sit down with me

and have dinner like

you said you would.

Hon, come on. Don't take

the bat out of my hand.

It's the ninth inning.

You know what this is like.

I gotta get the quote.

The guy's not gonna be

there all night. I gotta

get it. I have to.

Okay? Why are you calm?

Don't get calm. I hate this.

Yeah, shout, scream or

something. You like to shout.

You should have just told me if

we had a kid, I'd be on my own.

You really

should have told me.

You won't.

Two hours.

Two hours, you hear me?

Probably not even two hours.

Hour and a half, okay?

Martha. Come on.

Honey, wait a minute.

It's not even... It'll be two...

Look, listen to me.

Henry!

Ow!

Come on!

Damn!

Yeah, yeah,

99% of your time and effort

goes into three basic things,

your house,

your work, your family.

Well? Yeah, well,

women in general,

if you don't have a family.

Or men or sheep

or whatever you like.

I made the leap, Bern.

If you put 'em all together,

the three of them want more

than you've got to give,

so what do you do

about that?

That's a tough one.

Now, your family,

I mean, they're people,

and so you figure you can get

a little human leeway there.

I mean, you figure they'll...

You figure they'll bend.

But... So you crap

all over them.

Yeah, you do. You do.

Freshen it up for you?

Yeah,

you read my mind.

Listen. Hey, you. Bong!

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh.

Please. Please.

Something. Anything.

Anything in focus.

Oh, sh*t!

I am fired.

Aw, sh*t!

Oh, oh, that's it.

I got it!

Well, I've been writing

a book about my life,

an autobiography of my

days in the civil rights

movement and other cases,

and I hope

it's a big success.

Probably a movie.

Well, we've gotten some...

Ah, Gray.

How are you?

Hello, Cynthia.

They sent me that

advance yesterday. Talk

to you next week.

Oh, hi. Hi, Linda. How are you?

Hi. How are you?

It's good to see you.

It's good to see you.

I feel pretty good.

Yeah. See you later.

- Oh, excuse me, dear.

- Graham?

Yeah? Something I'd like

to discuss with you,

and I, uh, just didn't want to

bother you with it upstairs.

I feel an obligation to act

on this directly with you

because I think

we have a good...

Hi.

I think we have

a good relationship,

and, uh, I would

like to take it further.

And I think, uh, the way to

do that is face-to-face.

You know,

you and I, face-to-face.

Alicia?

Yeah?

I'm g*y-

Oh, um...

Well, I mean... wasn't...

I mean, that's fine.

Alicia!

Yeah?

I'm kidding.

Oh, great.

That was really good.

Yeah, well, what's up?

Well, I won't waste

your time,

but the fact

of the matter is,

I have other offers.

Didn't we just

renegotiate your contract?

Well, recently,

yeah, but my deal's up

in just

a little under a year.

Eighteen months,

isn't it?

Well, um, technically,

that would be more accurate,

but, you know, with...

Yeah, uh-huh.

Well, I'll tell you what.

If you have other offers,

you have my permission

to pursue them.

But don't come to me again

without talking to Bernie first.

I don't like it.

It's cheap.

Okay? We done?

Graham, I don't think you...

I'd love it if

you weren't here.

I'm going to

keep you as my b*tch, boy.

Word to my mother.

Hey,

I want those sneakers, man.

What the hell

you looking at, boy?

How you doing, sweetheart?

Man, I'm so scared.

Don't talk.

Yeah, what am I supposed

to do?

Stay awake.

Here's your damn clipboard.

And the next time you want

office supplies, don't ask me.

You keep the clipboard.

Clipboard's for you.

Hey, a clipboard

and a confident wave

will get you into

any building in the world.

Hi. How are you?

Hey, Richie.

Oh! Jesus Christ!

You scared the sh*t

out of me.

Look, we gotta talk about this

Williamsburg-Sedona thing.

Oh, Jesus.

I don't believe this.

Come on. Let's go. I mean,

everybody's on edge around

here. Come on.

Hey, at home, huh?

I told you a million times.

You want to talk to me?

Talk to me at home.

Look, we think

we know what happened.

Now, Nick D'Onofrio wanted

to settle a debt, right?

But his guys, they went and

made it look like a race w*r.

Now they got the neighborhoods

all stirred up.

Hey, you know what

would happen to me

if somebody saw us talking?

So what's going on, huh? You

guys looking at D'Onofrio?

Hey, the dead guys

lost his 5 million bucks.

What's he gonna do?

Buy them Giants tickets?

Congratulations. You have a

firm grasp for the obvious.

Thank you.

Then if you do suspect him, why

are those two kids in jail?

I ain't going on record.

Who the f*ck is this guy?

We just want to know

what you think.

To characterize the arrest,

what would you say?

To who?

To, uh, anybody.

Wife.

To your wife. You go home.

And your wife says, "Hi, honey.

How was your day?"

What do you say?

f*ck you.

You say "f*ck you"

to your wife?

You're not

getting me fired over this.

Okay. Okay.

You know, if you're all right

with "Gotcha" as

tomorrow's headline,

fine, 'cause that's what

it's gonna be.

See, me? I can't live with it.

But if you can, okay.

Thanks for your time, by

the way. "Gotcha"?

Right over

a picture of the kids.

Aw, come on!

Don't run that bullshit.

What do you think

I'm trying to do?

Look, I got news for you.

I'm not locked up in the

men's room with a cop

because it's such

a good time.

'Cause, frankly,

I've had better times, okay?

I'm here because I think

the story's wrong. Is it?

Is it? If you have something,

give it to me now.

But, you know,

don't stand there

and act coy and say,

"f*ck you."

Because, quite frankly, it's

a waste of all of our time.

And you know what.

I don't have any more time.

I have

no more f*cking time.

I need it f*cking today!

I need it right now!

All right. Richie.

We just run what you guys give

us, and you gave us "Gotcha."

I didn't give you

that bull sh*t!

Downtown gave you that sh*t!

All downtown cares is that

you guys and the LA Times

and the Tokyo whatever

all run nice, fat,

front-page stories about

how we got the guys,

and everybody can still come

to New York with their money.

Then a month from now,

when the kids are cut loose

'cause of lack of evidence...

I mean, they were just walking

by, for Christ's sake.

Turns out we don't even have

a g*dd*mn print

on a m*rder weapon.

When that gets out, you guys,

you'll bury it on page 23.

Nobody'll notice.

Can you give me

that on the record?

Aw, stop the sh*t, will you,

for Christ's sake? Bullshit!

Do something.

These are

nice kids, Richie.

They're good kids

you guys threw in jail.

Hey, these kids

have bright futures.

One of them's an honor

student, for God's sake.

The other one's

a pretty good ballplayer.

That's right.

He's a tailback.

He's going to

Penn State this fall.

Is that right?

Oh, yeah.

God, this makes me sick.

Penn State, huh? Yeah,

Penn State. Nittany Lions.

You guys use my name on this,

and I will f*cking find you.

You understand?

Hey, hey.

You understand?

I got it.

"Police department source" only.

Promise. Right?

These kids?

They didn't do it.

This is great.

This is great!

It writes like butter.

I mean, there is

actual butter

coming out of my pen.

The guy actually said the

headline. He said the headline.

He said it. He used the

words, "They didn't do it."

You got an honest-to-God

exclusive, Henry.

Alicia's gonna have to

kiss my a*s on this one.

Come on, baby.

Right here, baby!

I gotta know if she hates me.

I mean, if she hates me,

there's no point.

Hates you.

Yeah.

She's your daughter.

What could you do

that she would hate you?

I kept f*cking my reporters

and broke

her mother's heart.

That'll do it.

Yeah, it would. It did.

Mac, I think we got room

for 20 inches on this one.

Give me a k*ller lead.

By the way, you got three

minutes. I need four.

Three.

I need four.

All right. Whatever.

Just make it fast.

Lou, we're ripping

page one for a new wood.

Henry, I gotta talk

to you.

Pop "They didn't do it"

as big as you can.

All right, tell Composing

I'm subbing one and three.

Henry. Henry. Yeah.

Main bar on three.

120 points.

All caps. Really big.

Henry. Henry. Henry!

Slap an "exclusive"

in there. Big, big.

Henry, you know if

we got these kids...

What's the matter?

Did you feel that?

Oh, my God.

They ran it.

They f*cking ran it!

They ran the wrong

f*cking headline! God!

I'm stopping it.

What?

We stop and replete.

Go upstairs.

Write up what you got.

Tell Lou to send down

"They didn't do it."

Hey, Henry, aren't you gonna

say it? You gotta say it.

We'll use the same art

they used for "Gotcha."

Come on. How often

do you get the chance?

You can't just do it

and not say it.

Come on!

I...

Stop the presses!

This guy!

Hey! How do we stop

the run?

Who are you?

I'm the Metro editor.

How do we stop the run?

We don't stop the run.

I mean, if we had to.

A guy breaks in with a g*n,

puts a g*n to your head,

how do you stop the run?

Hit the k*ll button.

Thank you.

Hey! Hey. Hey,

hey! You don't touch that.

Where's the key? Nobody

touches that but Chuck.

Give me the key!

Chuck's got the key.

Give me Chuck!

Chuck!

Hey!

Hi. How are you?

This is working.

This is working. Yeah.

This is gonna work.

Yeah. That's it.

All right. Okay.

Oh, yes!

What the hell is going on?

You sure you got

authorization for this?

I got authorization.

How long will it take

once we get the new plate in?

Ah, 20, 30 minutes maybe.

We gotta rethread the whole

machine.

Look, I'd feel better if I

talked to Ms. Clark first.

I told you.

I already talked to her.

You son of a b*tch. You're

not gonna stop this run.

Did you run that?

Did you run that headline?

You're g*dd*mn right I did.

I got a desperate call at

we are two hours

past our deadline

and nobody knew

where the hell you were!

It's wrong. It's 180 degrees

wrong. We gotta change it.

How far are we

into the run?

Uh, quarter of the way.

Maybe more.

There's 90,000 papers

on the trucks already.

Oh, no way. No way.

We run what we got.

It's wrong.

Given the information we had at

the time, the story's right.

Yeah, but it's not right.

I got a cop.

I got a quote. It's wrong!

Not for today it's not.

Tomorrow it's wrong.

We only have to be

right for a day.

This shouldn't be semantics.

This shouldn't be money.

People will

read this, Alicia,

and they'll believe us.

We're The Sun. They'll take

us with a grain of salt.

We'll run yours tomorrow.

No! No! Uh-uh! Not tomorrow!

Right f*cking now, today!

You know,

I bet you thought it would

never catch up

with you, didn't you?

What?

I bet you thought

I didn't even know the sh*t

you guys say about me.

Oh, come on!

What? You thought

I don't get

the bean-counter jokes?

You think I don't

understand your snide sh*t?

You don't even have a

college degree! Hey.

You couldn't take the sh*t

I put up with, Henry!

You assholes

think I don't know

that you wait until I leave

before you sneak off

to the Bear's Head.

Can't even invite me

for a lousy drink.

Look, you jerk,

it's not about you or me!

You never thought

it would catch up with you.

Well, f*ck you, Henry.

It catches up today.

We run what we've got!

Give me those f*cking keys!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Give me those keys! No.

You give me those keys!

Damn it!

No! No! No!

Get out of my way.

Can you believe this?

Are you all right?

Okay! Hold it,

both of you!

Aw, come on!

Give me the keys!

Are you nuts?

Somebody

should stop this.

Give me

the g*dd*mn keys.

Ow!

Henry!

I'm sorry!

Oh, God!

Come on!

Come on!

Give me the keys!

Get away from me! You

g*dd*mn son of a b*tch!

You arrogant b*stard!

Get away from me!

You are so

f*cking

fired.

I'm fired?

You... You can't...

Can you start it up

again without a web break?

Uh, probably.

Then do it.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Alicia.

Congratulations.

You have officially become

everything you used to hate.

Oh...

What the hell's

that supposed to mean?

Oh...

Hey! Hey! Come here!

Hey! That's my car,

you son of a b*tch!

Come here!

God... sh*t!

Come back here, you...

Oh, come on!

Did you see that?

Did you see that?

You're a witness!

God...

Oh, sh*t.

Son of a b*tch.

What's the matter

with you?

The car got towed.

Again?

Yeah.

Want a ride?

Come on. I'm not a leper.

I'll buy you a drink.

Thank you so much for

the ugly spotted thing

I got from two

other people.

What was it, on sale?

I know you're in training,

but would you have another

drink with me?

Oh, by the way,

Bernie White's the name.

Marion Sandusky.

Sandusky?

Yeah.

Why does that

ring a bell?

What do you want me to say? You

want me to say, "Good job"?

You want me to say,

"You struck a blow

"for journalistic

integrity today"?

Can't do it. You abused

your position to settle

a personal score.

It is what it is. Live

with it. Henry was right.

Oh!

Cheryl, double bourbon up.

What do you mean,

"Henry was right"?

Can I have Dewar's

on the rocks, please?

Henry was glib.

That's all.

Everything I used to hate. I

mean, what does that even mean?

I mean, Henry wouldn't

even have a newspaper

to work on

if I hadn't saved it.

Henry doesn't have

a newspaper to work on.

Oh, please!

Now I'm OD'ing on righteous

indignation tonight.

Sandusky. I know I know

that name from someplace.

Common name.

No, it's not common.

I gotta go

to the john.

But we're not, you know, exactly

the Washington Post, okay?

No. No, we're not.

We run stupid headlines because

we think they're funny.

We run maimings on the front

page because we got good art.

And I spend three weeks

bitching about my car

because it sells papers.

But at least

it's the truth.

As far as I can remember,

we never, ever,

ever knowingly

got a story wrong,

until tonight.

That's what Henry meant.

Got any smokes?

Yeah,

what kind you want?

Box is fine.

You've

been a long time coming

But, darling

Welcome home

Hey, Victor.

Oh, Mr. Hackett.

What's going on?

Your wife...

They just went

upstairs, but...

Marty? Oh, God!

Go, go, go, go!

Out of the way, sir.

We're taking her down.

I'm her husband.

What happened?

Your wife's

hemorrhaging vaginally

and we need to ask

you some questions.

- Hold the elevator!

- I got it! I got it!

How long

before she's due?

Uh, two weeks.

About two weeks.

She have any existing health

problems or allergies?

Uh... Penicillin!

She's allergic to penicillin!

What's wrong?

What's wrong with her?

Could be

abruptio placentae.

They'll diagnose

at the hospital.

Blood pressure's high.

It's 150 over 100.

Is there anything

unusual about the pregnancy?

No. Uh-uh.

Fetal heart rate's slipping

down to 60 beats a minute.

What's that mean? Gotta

get her out of here.

It's gonna be okay,

honey. It's gonna be okay.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on!

Yeah. Who's this?

It's Alicia Clark.

Get me the pressroom.

Richard! Hey, big

Mac, how're you doing?

I heard you got

a novel going.

Who told you that?

Hamill.

Hamill?

I didn't tell Hamill.

Cheryl, let me get

another bourbon.

What's it about? A story I

did a couple of years ago.

Hey, I know

where I know you from.

You're Sandusky,

the parking commissioner.

You should do

the Siamese triplets.

But I don't want to do something

about the Siamese triplets.

You're blowing it.

Hey, wait, wait,

wait! Sandusky!

Get the f*ck

out of my way!

Hey! Whoa!

Tony! I'll k*ll you,

you son of a b*tch!

I'll k*ll you!

I'll k*ll you!

What? What?

You're stuck?

No! Chuck! I've got

to talk to Chuck now!

Get up! Get up!

You f*cking

son of a b*tch!

I'll k*ll you,

you son of a b*tch!

Son of a b*tch.

You little prick!

You won't get me,

you son of a b*tch.

Get back! Get back!

Come on now.

Give me back that g*n.

Give me back the g*n,

Sandusky.

Shut up!

I don't need you to tell me the

parking department's f*cked up!

I know it's f*cked up! It was

f*cked up when I got there!

Why'd you

have to pick on me?

You should've

returned my calls.

You called me a pointless

little bureaucrat.

You should've

paid for the damages.

You made my kids

scared to go to school.

You made my wife cry when

she reads the paper.

Well, at least she

bought it, didn't she?

Come on now.

Come on, Sandusky.

Now, you tell me right now

or I'm gonna pull this

f*cking trigger.

Why me?

You work for the city.

It was your turn.

You guys don't understand.

Come on, pal, you

don't wanna hurt him,

and you don't

wanna go to jail.

All right? You just

wanna scare him.

I'm not nuts!

We understand.

You scared him,

so give me the g*n!

I'm gonna scare

him so f*cking much.

Be scared!

Be scared for a change!

Come on. Sandusky.

Yeah! Chuck! Thank

God I caught you.

You be scared

for a change!

Listen, I want you...

What? What?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

A b*llet

came out of the wall.

Call an ambulance.

Why did the b*llet

come out of the wall?

To get to the other side?

Sorry.

Would you tell her

I said I was sorry?

Shut up.

I gotta talk to Chuck.

Yeah. A woman's been shot.

We need an ambulance.

Could I... Could

I have one, too?

Let's go. Let's go.

We're here. We're at

the hospital. The doctor

knows we're coming.

She gonna be good, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Type and course

her for six units.

Blood loss.

This is an emergency.

I'm Dr. David Birbek,

the anesthesiologist.

I have to ask

you some questions.

I'm her husband. Is there

anything I can do here?

We're going to

the operating room.

Wait here.

No, no, I gotta go in.

You have to wait here.

Wait, I gotta...

If you want to help

your wife, wait here.

You have to wait here, okay?

I'll be back as soon as

I can to explain. Wait.

And no penicillin.

Oh, my God. I've

gotta phone my office.

Okay-duke,

let's prep her for OR.

I need to make a... I need to

make a telephone call, please.

So anyway, you have

to change planes in San Juan.

But even with

a layover it's only

four and a half

hours from New York.

No kidding?

I thought it was further.

I've got to talk to Chuck.

I've got to talk to Chuck.

Hello? Hello? I've got to talk

to Chuck.

Honey!

Talk to Chuck, please.

Lady, you're shot. They're

gonna have to wait.

Isn't it supposed

to be so hot down there?

So you're hot. You

jump in the ocean. That's what

it's for.

You're

going to have a cesarean

section under

general anesthesia.

Do you have any

medical problems?

No.

Do you take any medicine?

We said OR 4.

Have you ever had

an anesthetic before?

Any kind of surgery?

No.

Anybody in the family

have a problem

with anesthesia?

No.

- When did you eat last?

- Get the scrub ready.

Move over, miss.

Come on. Move over.

I'm gonna hook the IV.

Move over.

When did you last eat?

Today? Today.

Move up.

Come on. How long ago?

Help us out here. Come on.

Come on, move, fast.

Bend your knees.

Lay down. That's it.

Okay.

Ma'am, we cannot operate until

you sign the consent form.

I will sign the consent

form when you get me

his g*dd*mn phone.

Larry!

Replate!

Replate!

Lie down.

Okay.

Get the arm-board on.

One wedge on here.

Let's give the...

Okay. Give me your arm.

I got the regulator.

The baby.

You can't operate.

We're gonna get

the baby out right now.

We're gonna do

a cesarean section now.

We're gonna have you

go off to sleep now.

Save...

Save the baby.

I'm gonna give you

some oxygen to breathe.

Big, deep breath.

I'm ready,

guys. Go.

You'll go off to sleep in a

minute. We're gonna get

that baby out.

Get the Betadine on her belly.

This will be cold.

Blood pressure's dropping.

Get me the Betadine.

- Everything's okay.

- All right.

You're doing fine. That's it.

All right.

Get the drape on.

Okay, get the drape on.

Come on. Get the drape on.

Try to relax. Everything's

gonna be okay.

Nice, deep breaths now.

Come on. Stop crying.

The word is "cut."

She's not asleep yet.

Wait till I say

the word "cut."

Get me the retractor.

Hurry up, David.

Come on. She's not even

intubated yet.

You're going to sleep now.

Everything is fine.

The baby gonna

be all right?

She's tachycardic.

It's okay.

It's the ketamine.

I need about

There isn't enough time, David.

There's gotta be enough time.

I haven't intubated her yet.

I'm working as fast as I can.

Five more seconds.

Cut!

What are you doing here?

It's a long story.

Is she gonna be okay?

Maybe. I don't know.

I should've been

with her, Bernie.

Yeah.

Mr. Hackett.

There he is,

under the lights.

That's just

a warmer.

He looks great.

He is great.

He's fine.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Hi.

Guess you kind of kicked

everybody's butt today, huh?

You did great.

Way to go.

I'm sorry.

Hey, Henry

Didn't you notice?

What?

All that crap.

Today I can't

even remember it.

Mmm. Mmm.

I love you.

Can I read that

when you're done?

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