(gentle music)
- There she be.
Go in, get warm, get yourself something to eat.
I've got a chore to finish.
Boy, are you sure that you can skin grizz?
- Just as fast as you can find them.
(old man laughs)
(door thuds)
(fire crackling)
(old man laughing)
(bear roaring)
Jesus!
(loud crashing)
(fire crackling)
- Was it all right?
- All right?
- Outside, was it safe?
Wherever you went.
- Oh.
I'm not sure.
- Oh, God.
I wish I knew more.
About you.
Yesterday.
Today.
- I don't remember yesterday.
- Today, it rained.
- Why did you have to tie me up like that?
You thought I'd call the police.
I wouldn't have.
- Why?
- Sometimes, I take a picture that isn't like me,
but I took it, so it is like me.
It has to be.
I put those pictures away.
- I'd like to see those pictures.
- We don't know each other that well.
- Do you know anybody that well?
- I don't think I want to know you very well.
I don't think you're gonna live much longer.
- Well, I may surprise you.
- Nathan, what happened?
What went wrong?
- Nothing.
- Nothing?
- Actually, one thing.
Don't ever question me again, ever.
- What? - I gave you an order,
you take it.
You don't ask why.
Those 10 seconds on the phone could have blown the op.
- The op was bringing Schmidt across.
- The op was setting up Anne Cathcart.
And your end had to look legit.
- What are you telling me? Schmidt was bait?
- Yes.
- Nathan, they executed him
on a shitty cellar floor! - And it could have been you.
And let me tell you something about Schmidt.
He went to the Russians a week ago,
and said he had a contact, an American.
Somebody he could use.
- Don't tell me that!
Don't fucking tell me that!
You didn't look in his eyes!
Don't tell me that!
- He was your asset.
Somebody you used for information.
- Aw, Jesus Christ!
You don't just trade these people
like they're baseball cards.
It's not a fucking game!
- Oh, yes, it is.
That's exactly what it is.
And it's no kid's game, either.
This is a whole other game.
And it's serious and it's dangerous,
and it's not one you want to lose.
- Nathan, we killed this man.
We used him, and we killed him.
Okay, then you gotta help me understand this one.
Nathan, what are we doing here?
And don't give me some bullshit about the greater good.
- That's exactly what it's about,
because what we do is unfortunately very, very necessary.
And if you're not willing to sacrifice scum like Schmidt
for those that want nothing more than their freedom,
then you better take a long, hard look
at your chosen profession, my friend,
because it doesn't get any easier.
- Why did you use me? - Do you want to walk?
If you want to walk, walk.
(audience applauding)
- Bill, don't get my notes messed up.
I've got to wrap it up.
- I guess it is pretty funny.
In fact, when you think about it,
the whole idea of two guys making decisions
for 20 million people, that's pretty funny.
But, still, you can't laugh too much
when you think what's at stake.
The fact is, in the next few elections,
we're going to decide just what it's going to be like
to live in this country-
- [Man] Okay, cut. We got all we need.
- Whether people will have more power
to shape their own lives,
or whether we're going to lose that power.
I know that anyone can stand up and say that much.
It's the details that's hard,
just how you get people involved.
Our lives are more and more determined
by forces that overwhelm the individual.
I don't know, maybe these questions can't be raised
in a political campaign.
Maybe people aren't ready to listen,
but I'm gonna try, and I hope that you'll support
that effort and at least give me the benefit of the doubt.
Thank you. (audience applauding)
(typewriters clacking) (people chattering)
- Lou. - Yep?
- [Man] Hey, Lou.
Can you get me Mandela's address, please?
- Yeah. - All right.
- Ah listen. I want to tell them about...
(people chattering)
- Okay. - Right away, Lou.
- All right. - Right away.
(typewriters clacking) (people chattering)
- How's it going?
- What are you doing?
- Polishing it a little.
- You're what? - Polishing it.
- What's wrong with it?
- Nothing, nothing. It's good.
- Then what are you doing with it?
- I'm just helping. It's a little fuzzy.
- May I have it?
- I don't think you're saying what you mean.
- I know exactly what I mean.
- Not here, I can't tell from this
whether Hunt works for Colson or Colson works for Hunt.
- May I have it, please?
- Some of your conclusions- - May I have it?
- Yes. I'm not looking for a fight.
- I'm not looking for a fight, either.
- I'm just aware of the fact
that you've only been here nine months.
- What's that got to do with anything?
- Well, I've been in the business since I was 16.
- What are you saying?
- Well, I'm trying to tell you
that if you'd read mine and then read yours-
- May I read yours? - Yeah.
I walked by, gave yours a glance, it didn't look right,
so I just figured I'd refine it a little.
That first paragraph has to have more clarity,
if the reader's gonna understand it.
You don't mention Colson's name till the third paragraph.
I think mine's better, but you go ahead and read it.
If you think yours is better, we'll give yours to the desk.
I've got Colson's name up front,
who's a White House consultant
and nobody knows it. - You're right.
Yours is better.
If you're gonna do it, do it right.
Here are my notes.
If you're gonna hype it, hype it with the facts.
I don't mind what you did.
I mind the way you did it.
- Woodward, Bernstein, you're both on the story.
Now, don't fuck it up.
- [Bernstein] Hey, Steuben, what's the name of that girl
that you bombed out with who works in Colson's office?
- [Steuben] Sharon Lyle.