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They'd better not push me on him,

or I'll just kick them

in the teeth on it.

Well, I think, if they...

Internal Revenue people that are kicking

Billy Graham around is Rosenberg.

He is to be out.

I don't give a g*dd*mn

what the story is.

He went on television.

I have not. I've

already ordered Connally,

we're going after the Chandlers,

every one individually, collectively,

their income taxes

are starting this week.

Every one of those sons of b*tches.

Well, this is something that

we can really hang Teddy or...

Yeah.

or the Kennedy clan with.

I'm gonna want to put

that in Colson's hands.

And we're gonna want to run with it.

A controversial day in politics.

A man arrested trying to bug the offices

of the Democratic National

Committee in Washington

turns out to be an employee

of President Richard Nixon's

re-election campaign committee.

He is one of five persons

surprised and arrested yesterday

inside the headquarters of the

Democratic National Committee

in Washington.

And guess what else he is.

A consultant of

President Richard Nixon's

re-election campaign committee.

The trial started today

at the federal courthouse

for the five burglars

caught breaking into

the Democratic National

Party headquarters.

Stand by for camera.

John Dean, the ex-White

House Counsel, testified today

that President Nixon knew

about the Watergate cover-up.

At one point in the conversation,

I recall the President telling me

to keep a good list of the

press people giving us trouble

because we will make life difficult

for them after the election.

Dean read through a 245-page statement

characterizing a president

who was easily outraged

over w*r protesters and

political adversaries,

and outlining a range of offenses,

including wiretapping of newsmen,

a Charles Colson plan to firebomb

and burglarize the

Brookings Institution,

and spying on Senator

Kennedy and other Democrats.

The misuse of power is the

very essence of tyranny.

And consider, if you will,

the frightening implications

of that for a free society.

The President today accepted the

resignation of three of his closest aides.

Out is H.R. Haldeman, Chief of Staff.

Also quitting under

fire is John Ehrlichman.

Ehrlichman was a key political advisor.

Good morning. The Supreme Court

has just ruled on the tapes controversy,

and here is Carl Stern,

who has that ruling.

It is a unanimous decision,

Doug, eight to zero.

Justice Rehnquist took

no part in the decision

ordering the President of the

United States to turn over the tapes.

It's an eight-to-zero

unanimous opinion.

A White House aide told NBC News today

that impeachment of the President

by the full House of Representatives

now is a virtual certainty.

These are, with no serious doubt,

the last hours of the 37th

presidency of the United States.

This is indeed an historic day,

the only time a president

has ever resigned from office

in our nearly 200 years of history.

You see the White House

there, and in the White House,

in just a few moments now,

President Nixon will be

appearing before the people,

perhaps for the last time as

President of the United States.

Okay, that's five, four, three...

Good evening. This is the 37th time

I have spoken to you from this office

where so many decisions have been made

that have shaped the

history of our nation.

I remember exactly where I was.

My father called. The phone rang,

my father called and he said,

"Turn on the TV right now.

Richard Nixon's going down."

I was at home with friends, and we

were watching television at home.

We stayed up and, like

everyone else, I'd been glued to

the Select and Judiciary Committee

hearings night after night.

And then finally, it had come to this.

Therefore, I shall resign the

presidency effective at noon tomorrow.

But instead of the satisfaction

I imagined I'd feel,

I just got angrier and angrier,

because there was no admission of guilt.

There was no apology.

Little did I know

that I would one day be part of the team

that would try and elicit that apology.

To leave office before

my term is completed

is abhorrent to every

instinct in my body.

I have never been a quitter.

And that that team would be led

by the most unlikely of white knights,

a man with no political

convictions whatsoever,

a man who, as far as I know, had

never even voted once in his life.

But he was a man who had one big

advantage over the rest of us.

He understood television.

And now, the host of

Frost Over Australia,

Mr. David Frost!

Thank you, thank you.

Hello. Good evening.

And with the eyes of the world

focused on the White House,

here in Australia,

burglars have broken into

a meat factory in Brisbane

and stolen a ton of pork sausages.

The Queensland police are looking

for men in a long, thin getaway car.

Now, my first guest tonight...

Well, we in the Nixon camp

really didn't know that

much about David Frost,

other than he was a

British talk show host

with something of a playboy reputation.

He'd had a talk show here in

the US that had won some awards

but hadn't syndicated well and

had been dropped by the network.

He ended up taking it down to Australia,

which is, I believe, where he

was when the President resigned.

Next week's guest will

be Evonne Goolagong.

We'll see you then. God bless.

Great show, David. Thanks, Noah.

Come and look at this.

Nixon leaving the White House.

A dark day for Richard

Nixon, who has drawn crowds

to the vast Ellipse south

of the White House before.

What, this is live? Yeah.

But those were triumphs. This is not.

What time is it in Washington?

Why didn't he wait?

It's 6:00 in the morning

on the West Coast.

Half his audience is still asleep.

All right, you blokes, let's

get the set broken down.

are witnesses to the saddest

day in the life of Richard Nixon,

his last moments as President

of the United States,

a moment unlike any other in

the history of this country.

Richard Nixon, who goes now

from the power of the presidency

to a form of exile in California.

Find out the numbers for

this, will you? Worldwide.

I remember his face.

Staring out the window.

Down below him, a liberal

America cheered, gloated.

Hippies, draft dodgers, dilettantes,

the same people who'd spit on

me when I got back from Vietnam.

They'd gotten rid of Richard

Nixon, their bogeyman.

So what's so important that it

couldn't wait, that it had to be today?

I've had an idea, John, rather

a bold idea for an interview.

Fish and chips, please.

And in a moment...

Well, it's too late now. It's done.

I've called his people...

You?

Beans, peas and lamb, please.

And made an offer.

Now, if the subject were to say yes,

well, he's rather a big fish

that swims in not-untricky waters.

So it goes without saying

that I'd want a dear friend

and the finest producer

I know by my side.

So who is it?

Richard Nixon.

Richard Nixon?

Well, come on, don't look like that.

Well, how would you expect me to look?

I spent yesterday evening watching

you interview the Bee Gees.

Weren't they terrific?

Come on, John, we've done

political interviews before.

So, okay, so what kind of interview?

A full, extensive look-back

over his life, his presidency.

And?

And what? Come on, David.

Surely the only thing

that would interest anyone

about Richard Nixon

would be a confession.

A full, no-holds-barred

confession.

Well, we'll get that, too.

From Richard Nixon?

Come on, John.

Just think of the numbers it would get.

Do you know how many people watched

his farewell speech in the White House?

Four hundred million.

But in the end, David heard nothing.

And soon after arriving in California,

Nixon was rushed to hospital

with an acute attack of phlebitis.

I think it was around

this time that Gerald Ford,

who was the new President,

and who was desperate to move

the agenda on from Watergate,

gave Nixon a full, free

and absolute pardon.

Now therefore, I, Gerald R. Ford,

President of the United States,

have granted, and by

these presents do grant,

a full, free and absolute pardon

unto Richard Nixon for all

offenses against the United States.

It meant that the man who had

committed the greatest felony

in American political history

would never stand trial.

It was like he slipped

out the back door.

A public opinion poll indicates

a two-to-one disapproval of

the pardoning of Richard Nixon.

One telegram from Virginia said,

"Roosevelt had his New Deal,

"Truman had his Fair Deal, now

Ford has his crooked deal. "

There was no deal, period.

I don't think the truth

will ever come out.

The American people

need to know the truth,

and I don't think it will

ever now be fully known.

So how do we want to

address the college protests?

Well, do we want to lift some quotes

from the "stand up and be

counted" speech in 1970?

Sir? You know, maybe

we're just better off

using the whole Lincoln Memorial memo.

Just include the whole thing.

Mr. President, Swifty Lazar is here.

Okay. No, no, stick around.

You're gonna get a kick out of this.

This is my literary

agent from Hollywood.

Hygiene obsessive.

Mr. President, good to see you.

Nice to see you.

These are folks helping me with my book.

Diane Sawyer, Frank

Gannon, Irving Lazar.

Nice to meet you. Miss Sawyer.

Pleasure. Mr. Gannon.

Okay, that's it. I'll

see you after lunch.

So how you feeling, sir?

I'm better, thank you. Though

not yet well enough to golf,

thank God. I despise that game.

Imagine, six weeks out of office

as President of the United States,

and they'd have me putting

in my hospital room.

Never retire, Mr. Lazar.

To me, the unhappiest people

of the world are retired.

No purpose.

What makes life mean

something is purpose.

A goal. A battle. A struggle.

Well, even if you don't win it.

When my doctor declared me unfit

to give testimony in

the Watergate trial,

everybody thought I'd be relieved.

Well, they were wrong.

That was the lowest I got.

Well, if it's a challenge you

want, here's one you might enjoy.

How to spend $2 million,

It's what I got for your memoirs.

Well, thank you.

Eh...

It might be a little

short of what I wanted,

but let me assure you, it's a

whole lot more than they wanted.

That book is important to me.

It's probably the only chance I'm

gonna get to put the record straight

and remind people the

Nixon years weren't all bad.

You know, if you're trying

to put the record straight,

I'd at least talk to him.

Who?

David Frost. English talk show guy.

Why would I want to talk to David Frost?

Well, a while back, he wrote

asking for an interview.

No.

Well, we didn't get back to him.

Frankly, we didn't find him appropriate.

Well, I thought that we

were doing one with CBS.

We are. I just figured

doing it with Frost

would be a whole lot easier

than doing it with Mike Wallace.

It would, but it would have a

lot less, you know, credibility.

True, true. Could

probably get more money.

Really? Look.

We'll always have 350

on the table from CBS.

But if I could get Frost to pay

more and secure better terms,

it might be a shame to pass.

It'd be interesting to

know where he is right now.

We tied him to railway

tracks, and he escaped.

We buried him alive, and he walked free.

Today we're lowering escape artist

Derek Harrison into the water

to see if he can miraculously

cheat death once more.

Good evening, and

welcome to Great Escapes.

My name is David Frost.

Okay, that is a cut.

Thank you.

In any deal, you need to know

your opponent's breaking point.

To assess that, you might call them

late at night or at the weekend.

If they take the call,

you know they're desperate.

And from that moment on, you

know you have the upper hand.

Hello?

Mr. Frost? Irving Lazar.

Who?

Swifty Lazar. I

represent President Nixon.

What time is it?

Bad time?

No! Not at all.

I'm calling with regard to

your request for an interview

and to say, having considered it,

my client is not necessarily

opposed to the idea.

Really? Well, that's terrific news!

For God's sake.

I got $500,000.

Is that good?

Mr. President, it's a half a

million dollars for a news interview.

It's unprecedented.

Yeah? Well, what's the catch?

With Frost? None.

It'll be a big wet kiss.

This guy'll be so grateful

to be getting it at all,

he'll pitch puffballs all night

and pay a half a million

dollars for the privilege.

Well, you think you could get 550?

I got 6.

David, how could you

have done that? What?

$600,000. That's a fortune.

Don't worry about the money.

My God. Most Americans

think he belongs in jail.

You're making him a rich man.

Plus, by outbidding them,

you've already made enemies

of the networks. They're just jealous.

They're already sounding off

about checkbook journalism.

And if the networks are against you,

syndication's always

going to be a struggle.

No syndication, no advance sales.

No advance sales, no commercials.

No commercials, no revenue.

And here's the bigger question,

why do it? You don't need it.

Your career's in great shape.

This will just spread you

across three continents,

jeopardize the other shows.

Isn't it true that

Channel Nine in Australia

want you to do another season

of your talk show for them?

Yes. And London, too?

Yes, but that would be

London and Australia.

This would be... What?

You wouldn't understand, John.

You were never part of

the show in New York,

but it's indescribable.

Success in America is

unlike success anywhere else.

And the emptiness when it's gone.

And the sickening thought

that it may never come back.

You know, there's a restaurant

in New York called Sardi's.

Ordinary mortals can't get a table.

John, the place was my canteen!

You know, I'd be happier

if I heard some kind of vision

that you had for this interview.

Excuse me, Mr. Frost.

I'd heard you were going to be here.

Would you mind? Of course.

But I don't. I just hear a man doing it

because it would create headlines

or give him a place at the top table.

And that is what makes me nervous.

And you do nervous so beautifully, John.

"Hello, good evening and welcome."

I don't actually say that.

Hello, Mr. Frost.

Champagne?

No, thank you.

Another glass, sir?

You don't like champagne?

Not on airplanes.

Yes, it dehydrates one terribly.

The trick is to have a glass

of water on the go, too.

Like the Viennese serve coffee.

Well, I've never been to Vienna.

Oh. Well, you'd like it.

It's like Paris without the French.

What's your name?

Caroline.

David.

Yes, I know. David Frost.

"Hello and good evening and welcome."

You know, I heard an interview

with you recently on the radio.

You were giving it from the

back of your Rolls-Royce.

Bentley.

On the phone.

They said that you were a person

who defined the age we live in.

Really? Mmm.

You and Vidal Sassoon.

But what made you

exceptional, they said,

was that you were a person

who had achieved great fame

without possessing any

discernible quality.

How kind. Mmm-hmm.

And that you fly around a great deal.

Well, that's true.

Why?

I like to keep busy.

Why?

I find it more interesting

than keeping still.

You know, you have very sad eyes.

Do I? Mmm.

Has anyone told you that before?

No.

Are you a sad person?

Let's talk about you a little bit.

Of course, you feel more

comfortable asking questions.

How right you are!

This is your captain speaking.

You may have noticed we've begun

our final descent into Los Angeles.

If you could please return to your

seats and fasten your seat belts,

we'll be landing very

shortly. Thank you.

So how about you? Where are you going?

To meet Richard Nixon.

Really?

You know, they say he has

the most enormous head,

but the sexiest voice.

Where is he now?

In some dark underground

cave licking his wounds?

Actually, no. In his

rather smart beachside villa

in California.

Really? Richard Nixon

in a beachside villa?

How incongruous.

You can come if you'd like.

To meet Nixon?

Why not?

Are you sure?

You know, I would love that.

Cabin crew, please prepare for arrival.

Well, I'll get my office to call

you first thing in the morning

and send a car with a phone.

Oh.

He did, too. Money no object.

Everything glittered and was golden.

Well, on the outside.

Of course, what I didn't

know was that in the meantime,

he'd gone to all the major networks

to try and get interest

in the interviews.

I'm sorry, David, but we have a policy

of not paying for a news interview.

Look, we love your

work as an entertainer.

That Guinness show?

Love it. You're a funny guy.

But an interview like this?

You're asking us to pay

a British talk show host

to interview an American president

with absolutely no editorial

controls whatsoever in return?

Well, you can't say it's

not a fresh approach.

I know you're very busy.

I'm not gonna keep you from it.

Thank you for coming in.

I'm gonna have to get back to you.

Okay, thank you so much for your time.

David, good luck.

He never let on to anyone at the time,

not even me. You know,

that would have meant...

Thanks.

... admitting failure, and

David doesn't do failure.

There you are.

See, you don't have

to do a thing yourself.

Well.

You found it okay.

Yes, thank you.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Frost.

And you, sir.

May I present Caroline Cushing?

Miss Cushing.

Hello. Your house is very beautiful.

Really. Very romantic.

Well, thank you.

And my producer, John Birt.

Nice to meet you. How do you do?

This is Mr. Lazar, and

this is Jack Brennan.

Now, Miss Cushing, would

you like to take a tour,

you know, maybe stretch your

legs after your long journey?

Yes, please. I'd love that. Thank you.

Come on in. This is my office.

Now, this is where Brezhnev

and I had our summit.

Yeah. Brezhnev was there, and

Gromyko there, Dobrynin there.

We talked for nine hours straight.

After the meeting, as

a souvenir of the visit,

I remember that we had

a Lincoln specially made.

Dark blue, cherry wood, leather.

Well, we got inside

for the photographers,

when the next thing you

know, he steps on the gas.

Now, the first rule of political life is

you never let a president get

behind the wheel of a car, ever.

I mean, we're not used to doing anything

for ourselves, let alone drive.

And the Chairman, Jesus,

the way he put his foot down,

my guess is the last thing he drove was

a tractor on some Ukrainian potato farm.

He crashed into curbs.

He went over speed bumps.

He went twice around my whole estate.

Finally, we ended up at some

remote point on the coast,

out there overlooking the sea.

He turns off the gas,

and he talks for two hours

about his favorite subject, steel mills.

He said, "Mr. President,

most politicians

"have tragedy in their early lives."

Well, I told him that I lost

two brothers to tuberculosis.

And he watched his father die from

the cancer he caught in the steelworks.

He was a sad man and a noble adversary.

I wouldn't want to be a Russian leader.

They never know when

they're being taped.

Okay, I guess that's it then, huh?

Until March. I look forward to it.

Well, thank you, Mr. President. So do I.

You know, it's a funny thing that

I've never been challenged

to a duel before.

I guess that's what this is.

Yeah, well, not really.

Of course it is.

And I like that.

No holds barred, eh? No holds barred.

Mr. Frost, there's still

the small matter of the...

Of course.

I do beg your pardon.

Right. $200,000.

I do hope that isn't coming

out of your own pocket.

Well, believe me, sir, I wish

my pockets were that deep.

Made out in the name of?

Irving Paul Lazar.

Richard M. Nixon.

Here you go.

Okay, smile.

There. Now you can put that

in your apartment in New York,

and all your liberal friends

can use it as a dartboard.

Well, actually, I'm living

in Monte Carlo at the moment.

Really?

Yes. Goodbye, Mr. President.

Hey. Take my advice.

You should marry that woman.

Yes. Lovely, isn't she?

More important than that,

she comes from Monaco.

They pay no taxes there.

Bye-bye. Goodbye.

I bet you it did.

What?

Come out of his own pocket.

You know, he couldn't

look me in the eye.

Well, I hear the networks aren't biting.

Without the networks, the ad

agencies don't want to know.

So if you ask me, there's a good chance

this whole thing may never happen.

Really? So that meeting we just

had might have cost him $200,000?

Correct.

Had I known that, I would

have offered him a cup of tea.

Say, did you notice his shoes?

No.

Italian. No laces. What do you think?

My people tried to get me

to wear a pair like that.

I think a man's shoes

should have laces, sir.

You do?

Yeah. Personally, I find those

Italian shoes very effeminate.

Yes, quite right.

I'm sorry, David, but it's a no.

Try to look at it

from our point of view.

Why would an American

network hire a total outsider,

and someone who's already had his

own show canceled, incidentally?

I see. Well, I'm sorry

you feel this way.

Obviously, I think you're

making a terrible mistake.

NBC.

Well, that's the

networks out, all of them.

Well, that's the end of that, then.

I'm sorry, David.

Not so fast.

Where's your adventurer's spirit?

The idea is we pay for the program

and syndicate it ourselves,

completely bypassing the networks.

Just imagine it, we'd be our

own network for the night.

Hey, Bob. How does that grab you?

Hey, come on in. David's on the phone.

No, never been done before.

Historic stuff.

Just think about it,

okay? And call me back.

Yeah? Yeah.

David, I'd like you to meet

Jim Reston and Bob Zelnick,

our two prospective corner men.

Delighted to meet you.

Come on in. Make yourselves at home.

Bob's been Washington correspondent

for Public Radio for the past 10 years.

Moving to ABC in the new year.

The general feeling, David,

is that I have been wasting

my matinee idol looks on radio.

Jim here teaches at the

University of North Carolina

and is writing a book about the

criminal dishonesty, corruption,

paranoia and abuses of

power of Richard Nixon.

Second on the subject.

Fourth.

Well, delighted to have you both aboard.

Actually, before I sign

on, I would like to hear

what you were hoping to

achieve with this interview.

What I want to achieve?

Yeah.

Jim, well, I've secured 12 taping days.

That's close to 30 hours

with the most compelling

and controversial politician

of our times.

Isn't that enough?

Well, not for me.

Look, I'd be giving up a year

of my life. I'm leaving my family

to work on a subject

matter that means more

than you can probably imagine,

and the idea of doing all that

without achieving what

I want to, personally,

would be unthinkable to me.

No, all right.

Well, what is it that

you want to achieve?

I'd like to give Richard

Nixon the trial he never had.

Of course, we'll be

asking difficult questions.

Difficult questions.

The man lost 21,000 Americans

and a million Indo-Chinese

during his administration.

He only escaped jail

because of Ford's pardon.

Yes, but equally, going after

him in some knee-jerk way,

you know, assuming he's a terrible guy,

wouldn't that only create more

sympathy for him than anything else?

You know...

Right now, I submit it's impossible

to feel anything close to

sympathy for Richard Nixon.

He devalued the presidency,

and he left the country

that elected him in trauma.

The American people need a

conviction, pure and simple.

The integrity of our political system,

of democracy as an idea,

entirely depends on it.

And if in years to

come, people look back

and say it was in this interview

that Richard Nixon exonerated himself,

that would be the worst crime of all.

Did you know that Mike Wallace

is doing a piece on this?

And that in the bars around

Capitol Hill and Georgetown

this entire project is a joke?

Come on. Jim, come on.

Thanks for that, Jim.

Could you give us a couple of minutes?

You're unbelievable. I'm sorry, Bob.

You know, Jim, I went

way out on a limb for you.

I mean, some of us

actually want this job.

I want it, too, if it's done right.

Well, how do you know

they're not gonna do it right?

Little Lord Fauntleroy in there?

Sympathy for Richard Nixon?

What the... He's full of shit, man!

How do you know that?

Is Mike Wallace doing a piece on this?

Apparently.

Why didn't you tell me?

It isn't relevant.

What's the angle?

"British talk show host,

"good with actresses, not so good

with stonewalling presidents."

That's the general idea, yeah.

Right.

It's hard not to feel a

little insulted by that.

Well, Bob's obviously a pro.

What are we gonna do about Reston?

Well, the man's an

idiot. He's overemotional.

Send him home.

Well, I think he should stay. Why?

I liked his passion.

He will drive us all bloody mad.

Well, maybe, but sometimes

being out of your comfort zone

is a good thing, I'm told.

He stays.

I took my seat next to Mrs.

Mao at the banquet table.

Now, one of the challenges

of life as a president

is the endless round of cocktail

parties, social engagements, banquets.

And people who know me would tell you

that small talk is not one of

my strong suits, either. No.

Particularly not in Mandarin.

So Mrs. Mao and I, we just, well,

you know, stared at one another.

And then across the table, Mrs.

Nixon and Chairman Mao himself, well,

they stared at one another, too.

And then further down, Dr. Kissinger

and their foreign minister, well,

you're getting the picture now.

I can't stand it, Jack!

Reducing the presidency to

a series of banal anecdotes.

I feel like a circus

animal doing tricks.

And I thought I made it clear!

I didn't want to take any

questions on Watergate, damn it!

Soon as it came to question time,

all those sons of b*tches ever

want to hear about is Watergate!

It's as if all my other

achievements have ceased to exist.

Well, sir, you're gonna get a chance

to talk about them

sooner than you think.

Yeah? How?

Frost got there. He got the money.

What?

I understand most of it's borrowed,

that his friends have bailed him out.

But the point is, we start

taping at the end of March.

Really? Now, that's terrific.

How much time is devoted to Watergate?

What are the other three divided into?

Domestic Affairs, Foreign Policy,

and Nixon the Man.

"Nixon the Man"?

As opposed to what? Nixon the horse?

Well, I imagine it's some

kind of biographical piece.

I can see it now. The father that

neglected me, the brothers that died.

Spare me.

Still, now, the fact it's come

together, now, that's a good thing, no?

Mr. President, it's fantastic.

Frost is just not in your

intellectual class, sir.

You're gonna be able to dictate

terms, rebuild your reputation.

If this went well, if enough people

saw it, revised their opinion,

you could move back East way,

way earlier than we expected.

You think? I'm certain.

It would be so good to go

back to where the action is.

You know?

The hunger in my belly

is still there, Jack.

I guess it all boils

down to Watergate, huh?

Well, that's nothing

to worry about, sir.

It's not as if there's

gonna be any revelations.

That stuff's been combed

over a million times.

No one has pinned anything on you.

Yeah, still, it's been a while

since I spoke about it on the record.

I'm gonna start doing my homework.

Hey, you know what would be an

interesting thing to find out?

What his strategy is.

Now, where's he staying?

I believe The Beverly Hilton.

The Beverly Hilton, you say.

Well, I got the numbers someplace

of some fellows that we could send in.

Cubans with CIA training.

Jesus, Jack, it was a joke.

Yes, sir.

A week later, we said

goodbye to our families,

we hopped on a plane, and we

moved into The Beverly Hilton.

And that's where we started

to dig into our research

and prepare for the interviews.

Yeah, as it happens, we took

the whole question of

security very seriously.

And from day one, we kept all

our files in a locked safe.

Who was the guy that Mike

interviewed? Was that Haldeman?

Haldeman. Haldeman. And Ehrlichman, too.

I always get the Germans mixed up.

I'm a little confused by that.

What is Haldeman's

official... Hello, darling.

As for the work over the months,

we divided it into three sections.

Birt took Vietnam, Bob took

Foreign and Domestic Policy,

and I got Watergate

and the abuses of power.

And David, we never

really saw much of David.

All right, so what

about the Huston Plan?

You can see the seeds of dirty tricks.

Essentially, it's an attempt

to legalize dirty tricks.

That's why you gotta get David

to put it in the question.

Wiretapping students.

But they've traced the money to him.

Opening people's mail.

What about wiretapping?

How many people has he wiretapped?

This guy wiretapped 17 people.

Seventeen?

Including his own brother.

But you know what? We can't

ask him about his brother,

'cause frankly, if Donald

Nixon was my brother,

I'd wiretap him, too.

But wait, okay, so we

have breaking and entering.

We have wiretapping, conspiracy

to foster prostitution.

And that's Liddy, right?

Delivery courtesy of Nate 'n Al's

finest deli selection.

We're going to need napkins.

We'd better have some napkins.

How do we frame a

question about Cambodia,

about the illicit bombing of Cambodia?

I think you should say,

"How far do you take executive privilege

"before it becomes an

undemocratic event?"

I think you frame the

question to him as a Quaker.

"How do you feel as a Quaker about

annihilating an entire people?"

Come on. Are they really

interested in buying time?

Are they going to give us the money?

How serious are they?

You have to set up that he has

an anti-democratic personality.

There's a reason they

call him Tricky d*ck.

Because I had written about

and watched Nixon for years,

I got to play him in our rehearsals.

You know, the fellas

would throw me a question,

and I would try and anticipate

what his response might be.

Okay, the White House taping system.

Ours is not the first

administration to use taping systems.

Lyndon Johnson's White House

used them. So did Kennedy's.

Huston Plan. Wiretapping

and alleged abuses of power.

Let me tell you, other

administrations were up to far worse.

And just for fun, your

close friend Jack Kennedy.

That man, he screwed

anything that moved,

fixed elections and

took us into Vietnam.

And the American people,

they loved him for it!

Whereas I, Richard Milhous Nixon,

worked around the clock in

their service, and they hated me!

Look. Look. Now I'm sweating.

Damn it! Damn it!

And Kennedy's so g*dd*mn

handsome and blue-eyed!

And women all over him!

He screwed anything that

moved, and everything.

Had a go at Checkers once.

The poor little bitch

was never the same!

Gentlemen, finally a friend

in the American press.

Jack Anderson in The Washington Post,

"When Richard Nixon faces

the television cameras

"for his first interview since

he abandoned the White House,

"he'll be cross-examined as if

he were on the witness stand.

"Frost has hired three

crack investigators

"to help him with the research.

"Clearly the famous TV

interviewer will pull no punches."

"Crack investigators"?

Can I be Crack One?

Can I be Deep Crack?

David, can I talk to you for a sec?

After researching my last book,

I was pretty certain Colson...

You know, Charles Colson?

His darkest henchman?

Colson, right. Colson

had a meeting with Nixon

sometime before June 23,

but I never knew the exact date,

so I couldn't find the transcript.

But if you gave me a week back in

the Federal Courthouse library...

A week? Goodness, Jim, we

can't lose you for that long.

I think this is really good stuff, Dave.

Would there be something

I could help you with?

You know, if we're gonna nail

Nixon in these interviews,

we're gonna have to ambush him.

We're gonna have to

take him by surprise.

Don't worry, Jim. We'll get him anyway.

Hang on a second. David, Jack Brennan.

He sounds a little emotional.

I'll take it in here.

He'll be right with you. Yeah.

Jack. Watergate.

Yes, Jack.

Our lawyers want us to agree

on a definition of the word.

Well, I believe it's a large hotel

and office complex in Washington, Jack.

You know what I'm talking about.

For the interviews.

We want to propose that Watergate

be an umbrella term

for everything negative.

Hold on a minute.

So all the other domestic charges

against him, the Brookings Institute,

the Plumbers Union, the Enemies List,

you're saying all that

goes into Watergate?

Correct.

That is absurd and a clear breach

of the terms of our agreement.

Okay. How would you define Watergate?

Well, that it covers just that.

The Watergate break-in of June 17th

and the subsequent

cover-up and investigation.

Fine. In which case, the deal is off.

Fine. In which case,

you can expect a lawsuit

for something in excess of $20 million

in damages and loss of earnings.

The terms of the

contract clearly stipulate

that Watergate take up no

more than 25% of the time.

Yes, but nowhere does it say

that for the rest of the 75%

he gets to drone on

and sound presidential.

"Drone on"? Jesus Christ.

Where's your respect?

You remember who you're

talking about here.

You know as well as I do that 60%

of what he did in office was right,

and 30% may have been wrong, but

he thought it was right at the time.

Yes, but that still leaves 10%

where he was doing the

wrong thing and knew it.

You g*dd*mn media

people. You are so smug.

Well, I can guarantee you

if you screw us on the 60%,

I will ruin you if it

takes the rest of my life.

Prick.

Look at you. Gorgeous.

Good night, sweet princes.

Cheerio. Bye.

See you in the morning.

Why the monkey suit?

David has a film premiere

he needs to attend.

What? The night before we start taping?

What's the movie?

It's The Slipper and the Rose.

The Cinderella movie?

Yeah. David's the executive producer.

You don't think it might be

an idea for our interviewer

to be rested and focused

on the job in hand?

Don't worry.

David is a performer

of the highest caliber.

He's been in these pressure

situations many times before.

Come the hour, he'll be fine. Okay?

What did he say? Did he say "performer"?

Yeah. That's the word he used?

Yeah, he said "performer."

Not "journalist" or "interviewer"?

No. He said "performer."

Out of curiosity, where are

you at this moment? Psychically?

I am imagining the dust, the darkness,

the agony and the

unimaginable Ioneliness

of the wilderness I am

about to be dispatched to

by my Washington political colleagues.

So any opportunity you get, go right

to foreign policy, go right to Mao,

go right to Khrushchev.

Just go right!

You could do all day

on foreign policy, sir.

I disagree that the Mao

banquet story is stale.

Excuse me, sir. Something

I think you should see.

People love that story.

Why don't we save it for the book?

Yeah, right, come on.

David. Mr. Frost.

David, some people in

the media have suggested

that you're not the

right man for the job,

that you'll be too

soft on the President.

What will you do if he stonewalls you?

Well, I shall say so again and again.

But I should say right

now that I'm not expecting

his approach to be to stonewall.

I'm hoping that it'll be

that of a cascade of candor.

REPORTER 1. "A cascade of candor"?

From Richard Nixon?

You think that's what you'll get?

No, I just thought it was a

phrase that might appeal to you.

So what about the money?

That's a strange fellow.

Started life as a comic, you know.

Is that so? Mmm-hmm.

Almost married Diahann Carroll.

Who?

The singer.

Isn't she black?

Yes, sir.

Right here in the Frost

file, which we put together

as part of our general preparations.

Okay. Let's get back to work.

That's fact, this is fiction.

So now it's about The

Slipper and the Rose.

It's a cr*cker of a movie.

I hope you'll all

come and see it, and...

I shouldn't have ordered that coffee.

Just don't drink any more.

Good luck. Thank you.

I'll be thinking of you.

d*ck. Wait.

For the record, I'm gonna

be starting with John's idea.

"Why didn't you burn the tapes?"

No. f*ck.

Please, God, no! You can't.

David, you can't do that.

It would be a disaster.

It would get us into Watergate

way ahead of the agreed time.

What is the point of

having contractually set

specific times to deal

with certain subjects

if you're just going to

ignore it right off the bat?

'Cause it's w*r, isn't it? Gloves off.

I like it. It's ballsy.

Strategically, it'll

give us the upper hand.

It's insanely risky.

He could walk right off the set,

and there's nothing

we could do about it.

Worse, he could sue you!

We were sadly unable to do

the taping at Casa Pacifica

because of the Coast

Guard radio interference,

so we ended up at the rather

more modest Smith house,

which was owned by a local

Republican businessman.

Right here!

Mr. Frost, look over here.

Over here, sir!

Here we go. Back up behind the curb.

A few questions, please.

Right here, Mr. Frost.

David! David! David!

Well, hello there.

Excuse me, fellas.

Nixon, there's blood on your hands!

Liar!

Here comes the President!

Mr. President!

Mr. President!

How are you feeling, Mr. President?

The Smith family requested that

the furniture be put back in place.

They talked to you about that, too?

They're bugging everybody.

You know, I've written

four books about him,

but this is the first time I've

actually seen him in the flesh.

He's taller than I imagined, and tanned.

The least he could do is look ravaged.

You gonna shake his hand?

Am I gonna shake...

Are you kidding me?

After everything that

prick's done to this country?

I'm not gonna shake his hand.

Gentlemen.

May I present Bob Zelnick,

my executive editor?

How do you do?

Pleasure, Mr. President.

And Jim Reston, one of my researchers.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Reston.

Mr. President.

Excuse me, sir? Got a

room for you right here.

Wow. That was devastating, withering.

I mean, I don't think he's

ever gonna get over that.

Yeah, f*ck off.

I got you guys set up back here.

Now this is your green room.

And the President will

be on the large monitor.

Craft services is that way.

Keep it about that temperature, okay?

Mr. President?

Yeah.

Before we start, I just want to say

how delighted we all are

by Mrs. Nixon's recovery.

Well, thank you. It's true.

She's much better now.

She's just getting round to the

business of replying to all the cards.

And from our point of view, well,

I'd just like to say how pleased we are

that you got this all together.

Thank you.

As I understand it, it's

been quite a struggle.

Well...

How much has it cost?

You mind me asking? Hey, come on.

Come on, it's just between us.

Very well. Two million.

Two million? Jeez. I didn't

realize we were making Ben-Hur.

But tell me something.

You raised it all now?

Not quite. But we're getting there.

Everyone's been kind and deferred fees.

Well, not quite everyone.

David, I'm gonna go

in with you on camera.

Excuse me.

I want to put a

handkerchief here, if I may.

Is that out of shot?

That's fine, Mr. President.

Contractually, I think that we made

an agreement that after each question

I might dab my upper

lip before answering it.

Which you won't show, you

know, when you cut it together.

You're probably aware of my

history with perspiration.

If you're referring to your TV

debate with Jack Kennedy in 1960.

They say that moisture on my

upper lip cost me the presidency.

People who heard it on the

radio, well, they thought I'd won.

But television and the close-up,

they create their own sets of meanings.

So now they insist I

bring a handkerchief

and that I have my eyebrows trimmed.

Sixty seconds, everyone.

You trim yours? No.

No, of course not.

Yeah, you're light-skinned. Yeah.

You got blue eyes. You've got no

troubles with perspiration, I imagine.

No, not that I'm aware.

You were obviously

born to be on the tube.

Stand by to roll tape in 30 seconds.

Settling.

Those shoes.

They're Italian, aren't they?

My shoes? I believe so.

Yeah, that's interesting.

You don't find them too effeminate?

No.

Well, I guess somebody in your field

can get away with them, you know.

Manolo, just check my collar, will you?

David, starting with camera two,

in four, three, two. Cue David. And...

Mr. President. Now, we're going

to be covering a lot of subjects

in a great deal of detail over

the course of these interviews,

but I'd like to begin

completely out of context

by asking you one question,

more than any other,

almost every American

and people all over the

world want me to ask.

Why didn't you burn the tapes?

Son of a bitch!

Well, Mr. Frost, I'm

surprised by your question

since we have an agreement, a

contractual agreement, I believe,

that we would cover Watergate

in our last taping session.

But if your viewers really

do have a major concern,

then perhaps I should

briefly respond to it now.

What probably very few people realize

is that the taping

system in the White House

was set up by my predecessor,

President Johnson,

partly to avoid the necessity of

having a secretary in every meeting,

and partly to ensure there was

a record kept of every verbal agreement,

no matter how off the cuff or casual.

Now, initially, on coming

into the White House,

I insisted on dismantling the system.

I hadn't liked the idea at

all, but the former President,

President Johnson, had repeatedly said

how crazy it would be

to remove the system,

which he felt was the best way...

Well, in boxing, you know,

there's always that first moment,

and you see it in the challenger's face.

It's that moment that he feels

the impact from the champ's first jab.

It's kind of a sickening

moment, when he realizes that

all those months of

pep talks and the hype,

the psyching yourself up,

had been delusional all along.

You could see it in Frost's face.

If he didn't know the caliber of the man

that he was up against

before the interview started,

he certainly knew it halfway

through the President's first answer.

You see, since the best advice is

almost always of the

confidential variety,

now the tapes have been made public,

people are unlikely

ever to feel comfortable

speaking in confidence

at the White House.

They're less likely to offer

that advice. So in the end,

it's the whole political system and,

by implication, it's

the country that suffers.

So much for our "ballsy" opening.

So when did you actually decide...

At what moment did you know

you were going to resign?

That's good. That's good.

I remember exactly. It was July 23.

After it was clear

the Southern Democrats

that were still against impeachment had

had the screws put on them

by the Speaker of the House.

That night I said to Al Haig, "Well,

that's it. There goes the presidency."

And, of course, you know, being Al,

he tried to talk me out of it.

And Vice President Ford,

I mean, let's not forget

he had the most to gain

personally from my stepping down,

he was still absolutely convinced that

we were gonna win the impeachment vote,

and comfortably. John,

we have to do something.

We have to move this along.

This is desperate, John. Do something.

Twenty-three minutes on one question?

Okay, let's take a break.

Let's change the tapes. Come on, man.

Stop tape.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

We have to take a break. Tape change.

Oh. Okay, how's that?

You getting what you need?

It's fantastic.

Good. Good. Thank you.

Excuse me. One moment, sir.

Yeah, sure. Take your time.

What are you doing, David?

You've got to stop him rambling.

It's all right. These are

just introductory exchanges.

But this session only lasts two hours.

Nearly half of it's gone, and we're

wasting valuable material, okay?

The moment that he made

the decision to resign,

we should be scoring

points with that stuff.

Want me to switch to Vietnam?

No. No. We've got to get something

out of that resignation

night. All right?

That was Nixon at his lowest

point, a total wreck. On his knees?

Praying with Kissinger? Come on,

you can nail him with that stuff.

Listen, was that okay?

Perfect, sir.

It didn't sound too

arrogant or self-serving?

Not at all. You sounded controlled,

even-handed, statesmanlike.

Good.

Now continue exactly the same way.

Long answers. Control the space.

Don't let him in.

Okay, got you.

Set. And roll.

We're coming back on camera

three in four, three, two and...

Reading the account of those

extraordinary final days,

it seems your most emotional moment came

in that heart-to-heart you

had with Henry Kissinger.

Was that perhaps the most

emotional moment of your career?

Good, good. Yes.

I would say it was about as

emotional a moment as I've ever had.

Except, well, you know, it's hard to say

what is the most emotional moment,

because each is different.

I remember the day Eisenhower died.

For God's sake.

And the day I walked my eldest

daughter Tricia down the aisle.

And the day during the

impeachment hearings

when Julie, that's my youngest,

she came into my office,

she threw her arms around me, she

kissed me. She cried, you know?

And she so seldom cries.

She said, "Daddy, you're

the finest man I know. "

"Daddy, you're the finest man I know"?

"And whatever you do,

I will support you.

"You just gotta go through the

fire, you know, a little longer."

This is beautiful.

So Kissinger and I were in

the Lincoln Sitting Room,

and together we began to reminisce

about some of the great decisions

that we'd participated in.

There was China, the Soviet Union,

the peace settlement in Vietnam.

Now, let me tell you something

that I never told anybody.

Whenever I have had a really

tough decision to make...

Now, we were in the Lincoln

Sitting Room at that time.

I have come into this room

for the purpose of praying.

"Now, Henry, I'm a Quaker. You're a Jew.

"Neither of us is particularly orthodox,

"but I'd like to think that

each of us in our own way

"has a deep religious sensitivity.

"So if you don't mind, could we

just have a moment of silent prayer?"

So we knelt down. Now, this

was in front of that table where

Lincoln signed the

Emancipation Proclamation.

And then after a few moments, we

both got up again, and Henry says...

Is there... I'm sorry.

Is there a problem?

That's time.

We're over two hours.

Really? So soon?

Well, Mr. President, I

gather our time is up.

Gee, now, that's a pity.

You know, I was beginning to enjoy that.

That was terrific, both of you.

We're getting some great material.

You know, it's so funny, too,

because I was expecting

questions on Vietnam.

And we prepared for

that, hadn't we, Jack?

Yes, so did I.

I guess we just got caught

up, you know, reminiscing.

Indeed.

So, day after tomorrow, 10:00, right?

Yes, indeed.

I look forward to it. Bye-bye.

There's no need to say anything.

Mr. President! Mr. President!

Mr. President!

Mr. President, please!

What are you gonna tell him?

I'm gonna tell him

he's gotta get involved.

He's gotta be able to shut him up. Shh.

David, we have some fundamental

problems in our approach that I think...

Don't worry, Bob. I'm on it.

We can use some of the Kissinger stuff.

Yeah, but we need to discuss

it sooner rather than later...

Look, I'm disappointed, too.

But I wonder, could we possibly

spare the post-mortem for now?

I don't mean to minimize it. It's

just I've got to get back to LA

to meet some people from Weed Eater.

Thanks, everyone! Great work!

Marv, Lloyd, great day. Bye, David.

I'll see you soon. God bless!

What the hell is Weed Eater?

It's a horticultural mechanism.

One of our sponsors.

What happened to Xerox?

What about General Motors or IBM?

I gather that not all of the

blue-chip accounts came through.

We do have Alpo.

Dog food?

Wait, John. We're already taping.

So we're close, right? We're very close?

That's probably a question

you should ask David.

Are we close, John?

I believe we're at 30%.

To go? Or 30% sold?

Again, that's probably

a question you should...

Sold, 30% sold.

Jesus...

I thought we were

practically fully financed.

We were. But the financing was always

conditional on advertising sales,

and no one predicted that

they'd fall apart like this.

Well, why have they fallen

apart? Based on what?

Credibility of the project. What

else are advertising sales based on?

Listen, I understand your concern.

But could I ask you to go a little easier

on David over the next couple of days,

bearing in mind the extraordinary

pressure that he's under?

'Cause at the moment, he's effectively

paying for all this himself.

So he's in it for a lot more

than just his reputation.

And we're not?

You seemed very confident last time.

I don't understand. Why

this sudden change of heart?

All right, this is just

madness. It's Richard Nixon.

These interviews will do

mid-30s audience share, minimum.

Jimmy! Yes. Yes, back again,

like the proverbial bad penny.

Look, I hate to do this to a friend,

and I know you're already

in for more than I asked for,

but I need you to dig a little deeper.

I'm right up against it now.

So, I had a chance to

review yesterday's tapes.

And?

Honestly? Far too soft, David.

Go on. Beat me, John.

Beat me with a stick.

Look. No, I'm serious.

You have got to make it

more uncomfortable for him.

You can start by sitting

forward. You've gotta attack more.

If he starts tailing off, bang,

jump in with another question.

Don't trade generalizations.

Be specific.

And above all, don't let him give

these self-serving, 23-minute homilies.

Right. And keep your distance

before the tape starts running.

He was toying with you yesterday.

All that shit about Ben-Hur and

struggling to raise the money.

Those are mind games. Don't engage.

Never forget, you are in

there with a major operator.

Got it.

Ah.

The Grand Inquisitor!

No, just your friendly

neighborhood confidant.

It's okay. We just blew a bulb.

This is why I got all these

Secret Service guys around.

There's nothing to worry about.

As a president, you get

used to this kind of stuff.

Ed, we gotta get in here and

change out this 750, ASAP.

Focus, sir. Yeah.

Okay, we are back. Okay,

take it on my count.

Okay, stand by to roll tape. 30 seconds.

Settling.

You have a pleasant evening last night?

Yes, thank you.

Did you do any fornicating?

David, we're starting

with camera two in four,

three, two and...

Mr. President, you came

to office promising peace,

but no sooner did you

get into the White House

than US involvement in Vietnam

deepened and the w*r was prolonged

with calamitous consequences.

Did you feel that you'd betrayed

the people that had elected you?

Well, Vietnam was not my w*r.

It was my inheritance.

And it looked to me... Jump in.

...as if the reason for our being there

had perhaps not been adequately

understood by the American people.

It seemed to me they hadn't realized

how important a test this

was of American credibility.

The whole world was watching to see

if we have the character

to see it through.

Now, look, I could have

bugged out. I could have.

I could have blamed

it on my predecessors.

I could have pulled the

troops out of Vietnam early,

and very possibly, I would have won

some Scandinavian peace

prize into the bargain.

But I believed in the cause.

And sometimes, you know, what you

believe in, it's the harder path.

You might even say that I was the

last casualty of the Vietnam w*r.

Yeah, tell that to the paraplegics.

Come on, David, Cambodia.

And Cambodia? An invasion which

everybody advised you against.

All the CIA and Pentagon

intelligence suggested it would fail.

So why did you do it?

Well, first of all,

as a result of our incursion into

Cambodia, we picked up 22,000 r*fles,

That's all belonging

to the North Vietnamese,

which would only otherwise

have been directed

right onto American soldiers.

But one of the principal justifications

you gave for the incursion

was the supposed existence of

the "headquarters of the entire Communist

military operation in South Vietnam,"

a sort of "bamboo Pentagon"

which proved not to exist at all.

No, no. Wait a minute there.

No, I was... And by sending...

And by sending B-52s to

carpet b*mb a country,

wiping out whole civilian areas,

you end up radicalizing

a once moderate people,

uniting them in anti-American sentiment

and creating a monster

in the Khmer Rouge

that would lead to civil w*r...

All right!... and genocide.

Yes, good, good, good. There it is.

Okay, run VT.

Roll tape.

Well, sir, I'm sure you'd agree,

some pretty stirring images there.

Look, it was never US policy to k*ll

civilians. That's the enemy's way.

Well, I'm not suggesting...

And if you're asking the question

do I regret the casualties on both sides

in the w*r, yeah, sure, of course I do.

Let me tell you something.

It can just wear you down.

Well, all right, sir, when you

are faced with someone who...

But whenever I have had my doubts,

I remembered the construction

worker in Philadelphia,

because he came up to me

and he said, "Sir, I got only one

criticism of that Cambodia thing.

"If you'd gone in earlier,

"you might have captured the g*n

"that k*lled my boy three months ago."

So you're asking me, do I

regret going into Cambodia?

No! I don't. You know what?

I wish I'd gone in sooner and harder.

Got him. Safe!

It was horrifying. It was

horrifying. And he was so confident.

What are you gonna say about Watergate?

Sorry, boys, just all

talked out, you know?

Better?

It was. Unquestionably better.

What's next?

Foreign policy.

Great. Russia, China,

the big power stuff.

Yeah, so?

So if he beats him up

like that on Vietnam,

imagine what he's gonna do

with his real achievements.

It ain't gonna be pretty.

The answer was grow by six inches.

It was agony to watch.

Now, that's when Khrushchev

called me, begging me to intervene.

You see, he and Mao didn't get along,

and Khrushchev knew that the Chairman

would talk to me, no one else.

You see, I was the only one that Mao

would trust personally, man-to-man.

When David tried to lay a finger on him,

Nixon made mincemeat out of him.

What "revolution," David?

You just let Richard Nixon claim

the country was in a

state of revolution?

What, with protestors "bombing"

and "assaulting" police officers?

That's not how I remember it.

What I remember is people protesting

peacefully and legitimately

against the Vietnam w*r!

That's what I remember.

Music off, please. Off.

By the end, wiretapping students

and breaking into journalists' homes

was beginning to sound

like a rational response.

Well, I'm sorry you feel this way,

but I simply cannot share your view.

About what exactly?

About any of it, frankly!

I thought today was a huge improvement.

Are you nuts?

Let me tell you how

bad things were today.

After the taping finished, I

overheard two members of the crew say

they never voted for him

when they had the chance,

but if he ran for office again

today, he'd get their support.

You're making him look

presidential, for Christ's sake!

And forget about the trivia, David.

Who cares whether Nixon took

the White House bed to Europe

when he traveled? I do!

Well, it's irrelevant!

And it's just the sort of banal

anecdote that would distract a talk...

A what?

Go on. No, say it.

What, you were gonna

say "talk show host"?

Yeah. Yeah, I was.

All right, look, it's useless

me trying to answer your points.

Frankly, I don't share any of

your sense of pessimism or alarm.

And this ridiculous self-flagellation,

in my view, is just depressing.

No!

And threatening to derail

the whole enterprise.

Look. If there is anyone here

who thinks we're gonna fail,

they better leave now,

or it'll infect everyone else.

No one?

Right.

Good.

Now, I suggest instead of festering

around the hotel for the next five days,

we all go our separate ways over Easter.

But before we go, Caroline

and I would like you

to join us for a little

celebratory dinner

at Patrick Terrail's new place.

Celebrate? Celebrate what, David?

The fact that we're all gonna

be working at Burger King?

What are we celebrating?

It's my birthday, Bob!

I'd like to celebrate my

birthday with a few friends.

Look, is that Neil Diamond?

Frost and Nixon, Frost and Nixon

And is that Sammy Cahn?

Go together like Prancer and Vixen

David, did you hear that?

Soaring through the airwaves

Jesus, that's Hugh Hefner.

Oh, my God.

Hoping for several hefty paydays

Yeah, I think it is. With Michael York.

That's gotta be Bunnies.

Those are Bunnies?

Those are real Bunnies?

Frost and Nixon, Frost and Nixon

Go together like Mason and Dixon

David, just putting it all together it's

the most extraordinary accomplishment.

Frost lines up with Dicky...

No one else could have done that.

And these interviews are always

gonna be around for future generations

of academics and political historians.

That bad?

He saved it

He wrote a book Now here's the hook

David!

Patrick.

He's not a crook He's paid by David

My, what a festive atmosphere.

Please, don't get up.

I take it from this that the

interviews have gone well?

Better than that, ma'am. It's a shutout.

The President's

sitting on an 11-0 lead.

Really? Well. Yeah.

Well, that is most gratifying.

I'm so glad it's all

gone according to plan.

I see.

Is there nothing we can do?

Really?

Right. Well, thanks for letting me know.

It's true. They've dropped

the Australian show.

Oh, no, David.

They felt that I needed to

reevaluate my priorities.

Now my producer's worried that

the London show will follow.

I'm in this for everything I've got,

and there's still no guarantee

it'll ever see the light of day.

What have I done? What was I

thinking? Why didn't anyone stop me?

They should have physically stopped me!

No, no, no. Shh.

Look, we don't have to go out

tonight. Why don't we stay in?

Hmm?

I'll go down to Trader Vic's

and bring something back.

Steak or fish?

David?

Don't worry. I'll call

from the restaurant.

I'll have a cheeseburger.

Mmm. That sounds good. I

used to love cheeseburgers,

but Dr. Lundgren made me give them up.

He switched me to cottage

cheese and pineapple instead.

He calls them my Hawaiian burgers,

but they don't taste

like burgers at all.

They taste like Styrofoam.

I hope I'm not disturbing.

No.

It's a Friday night.

You've probably got somebody

there whom you're entertaining.

No.

Well, then what are you doing?

A handsome young fellow,

an eligible young bachelor

alone on a Friday night.

If you must know, I'm

preparing for our final session.

The all-important final session.

Yes. Watergate.

'Cause I guess the way you

handle Watergate's gonna determine

whether these interviews

are a success or a failure.

Should I be nervous?

Well, I'm gonna give it my best shot.

Quite right. No holds

barred. No holds barred.

You know, it's strange.

Now, we have sat in chairs

opposite one another,

talking for hours,

it seems, days on end,

and yet I've hardly gotten to know you.

One of my people, as

part of the preparation

for this interview, she

did a profile on you.

And I'm sorry to say that I just

got around to reading it tonight.

There's some interesting stuff in there.

Your Methodist background,

the modest circumstances,

and then you're off to a grand

university full of richer, posher types.

What was it? Oxford?

Cambridge.

Did the snobs there

look down on you, too?

Of course they did. That's our

tragedy, isn't it, Mr. Frost?

No matter how high we get,

they still look down at us.

I really don't know what

you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

Now, come on. No matter how many awards

or column inches are written about you

or how high the elected office

is for me, it's still not enough.

We still feel like the little man,

the loser they told us

we were a hundred times.

The smart-asses at college,

the high-ups, the well-born,

the people whose respect we

really wanted, really craved.

And isn't that why we work so hard

now, why we fight for every inch,

scrambling our way up

in undignified fashion?

If we're honest for a minute, if we

reflect privately just for a moment,

if we allow ourselves a glimpse into

that shadowy place we call our soul,

isn't that why we're

here now? The two of us?

Looking for a way back into the sun,

into the limelight, back

onto the winner's podium.

Because we could feel it slipping away.

We were headed, both

of us, for the dirt!

A place the snobs always

told us that we'd end up.

Face in the dust.

Humiliated all the more for

having tried so pitifully hard.

Well, to hell with that!

We're not gonna let that

happen, either of us.

We're gonna show those bums.

We're gonna make them choke

on our continued success,

our continued headlines, our

continued awards and power and glory!

We are gonna make those

m*therf*ckers choke!

Am I right?

You are. Except only one of us can win.

Yes.

And I shall be your fiercest adversary.

I shall come at you

with everything I got,

because the limelight can

only shine on one of us.

And for the other,

it'll be the wilderness,

with nothing and no one for company

but those voices ringing in our head.

You can probably tell I've had a drink.

It's not too many. Just one or two.

But you believe me,

when the time comes, I'm gonna

be focused and ready for battle.

Good night, Mr. Frost.

Good night,

Mr. President.

So with or without

cheese? I brought burgers.

David?

I've got to work.

Well, who was the assh*le that did?

Jesus, is that Liddy?

He must be a little nuts.

Yeah, he is.

I mean, he just isn't

well screwed on, is he?

Isn't that the problem?

Yeah, screw the Cabinet

and the rest of those.

But no more sucking around.

From now on, they come to me.

There is one thing that I want done,

and I don't want any argument about it.

I want you to direct the

most trusted person you have

in the Immigration Service

that they are to look over all the

activities at the Los Angeles Times.

AII, underlined. And they are

to send their teams in to see

whether they are violating

the w*tback thing.

Is that clear? Yes, sir.

You open that scab, there's

a hell of a lot of things that

we just feel that it

would be very detrimental

to have this thing go any further.

Hello?

Jim, it's David.

Hey. What time is it?

How much longer are you

gonna be in D.C. for?

Tuesday. Till Tuesday.

Great. Well, you remember you mentioned

going to the Federal Courthouse library?

Honey, can you check on him, please?

Yes, for the Colson stuff?

Well, I've been doing a

little light reading this end,

and you remember that hunch

you had about the meeting

between Nixon and Colson?

Uh-huh. What are you thinking?

Hey. Hey.

Good morning.

And?

Excuse me, sir.

It's 8:30. Bob, have you seen David?

No. No Frost, no Reston.

Morning. Good morning.

Come on, let's go.

What's that about?

First time he's late.

Mr. President!

Morning.

Mr. President.

Mr. Frost.

Thirty seconds to tape roll!

Thirty seconds. Settling. Settle.

Well, if today's session is anything like

our phone call, it should be expl*sive.

What phone call?

The phone call to my hotel room.

David, starting on camera

three in four, three, two and...

Now, looking back on

your final year in office,

do you feel you ever obstructed justice

or were part of a conspiracy

to cover up or obstruct justice?

No.

And I'm interested that you used

the term "obstruction of justice."

Now, you perhaps have

not read the statute

with regard to the

obstruction of justice.

As it happens, I have.

You have, you say? Well, then, you'll

know it doesn't just require an act.

It requires a specific corrupt motive.

And in this case, I didn't

have a corrupt motive.

What I was doing was in the

interests of political containment.

Be that as it may,

the direct consequences

of your actions would have been

that two of the convicted burglars

would have escaped criminal prosecution.

Now, how can that not be a

cover-up or obstruction of justice?

Well, I think the

record shows, Mr. Frost,

that far from obstructing justice,

I was actively facilitating it.

When Pat Gray of the FBI

telephoned me, this was July 6,

I said, "Pat, you go right

ahead with your investigation."

That's hardly what you'd

call obstructing justice.

Well, that may be, but for

two weeks prior to July 6,

we now know that you were desperately

trying to contain or

block the investigation.

No, no. Hang on a

minute there. I wasn't...

No, no. Obstruction of justice

is obstruction of justice,

whether it's for a

minute or five minutes,

and it's no defense to

say that your plan failed.

I mean, if I try to rob a bank

and fail, that's no defense.

I still tried to rob the bank.

Will you just wait one

minute there, Mr. Frost?

There is no evidence of

any kind that I was...

Well, the reason there is no evidence

is because 18 and a half minutes

of the conversation with Bob

Haldeman from this June period

have mysteriously been erased.

That was an unfortunate oversight.

And Bob Haldeman is a rigorous

and a conscientious note taker.

His notes are there for all to see.

Well, we found something

rather better than his notes,

a conversation with Charles Colson,

which I don't think

has ever been published.

Okay, here we go.

It hasn't been published, you say?

No, but one of my researchers

found it in Washington

where it's available to anyone

who consults the records.

Well, I just wondered,

you know, if we'd seen it.

More than seen it, Mr. President.

You spoke the actual words.

Now, you've always claimed you first

learned of the break-in on June 23.

Yeah.

But this transcript of a

tape made three days earlier

clearly shows that to be a falsehood.

Now, in it you say to Colson,

"This whole investigation rests

"unless one of the seven begins to talk.

"That's the problem."

Well, what do we mean when we say

"one of the seven beginning to talk"?

Then moving on to a conversation

you had with John Dean

on March 21, the following year.

In one transcript alone,

there in black and white,

I picked out, and these are your words,

one, "You could get $1 million,

and you could get it in cash.

"I know where it could be gotten."

Two, "Your major guy to

keep under control is Hunt."

Three, "Don't we have to

handle the Hunt situation?"

Four, "Get the million bucks.

"It would seem to me

that would be worthwhile."

Five, "Don't you agree that you'd

better get the Hunt thing going?"

Six, "First you've got the Hunt problem.

"That ought to be handled."

Seven, "The money can be provided.

"Ehrlichman could provide

the way to deliver it."

Eight, "We've no choice with Hunt

"but the $120,000 or

whatever it is, right?"

Nine, "Christ, turn

over any cash we've got."

And I could go on. Now, it seems to me

that someone running a cover-up

couldn't have expressed it more

clearly than that, could they?

Look, let me just stop

you now right there,

because you're doing something here

which I am not doing, and I will not do

throughout these entire broadcasts.

You're quoting me out of context,

out of order. And I might add,

I have participated

in all these interviews

without a single note in front of me.

Well, it is your life, Mr. President.

Now, you've always maintained

that you knew nothing about

any of this until March 21.

But in February, your personal

lawyer came to Washington

to start the raising of $219,000

of hush money to be

paid to the burglars.

Now, do you seriously

expect us to believe

that you had no knowledge of that?

None. I believed the money

was for humanitarian purposes.

To help disadvantaged

people with their defenses.

Well, it was being delivered on the

tops of phone booths with aliases,

and at airports by

people with gloves on.

That's not normally the way

lawyers' fees are delivered, is it?

Look, I have made statements

to this effect before.

All that was Haldeman

and Ehrlichman's business.

I knew nothing. Okay, fine. Fine!

You made a conclusion there.

I stated my view, now let's move on.

Let's get on to the rest of it.

No, hold on. No, hold on.

No, I don't want to talk...

If Haldeman and Ehrlichman were

the ones really responsible,

when you subsequently

found out about it,

why didn't you call the

police and have them arrested?

Isn't that just a

cover-up of another kind?

Yeah, maybe I should have

done that. Maybe I should have.

Just called the feds into my office

and said, "Hey, there's the two men.

"Haul them down to the dock,

"fingerprint them and then

throw them in the can."

I'm not made that way.

These men, Haldeman, Ehrlichman,

I knew their families.

I knew them since they were just kids.

Yeah, but you know, politically,

the pressure on me to let them

go, that became overwhelming!

So I did it. I cut off one arm,

then I cut off the other,

and I'm not a good butcher!

And I have always maintained

what they were doing,

what we were all

doing, was not criminal.

Look, when you're in office,

you gotta do a lot of things

sometimes that are not always,

in the strictest sense of the

law, legal, but you do them

because they're in the greater

interests of the nation!

Right. Wait, just so

I understand correctly,

are you really saying

that in certain situations,

the President can decide whether it's

in the best interests of the nation

and then do something illegal?

I'm saying that when the President

does it, that means it's not illegal.

I'm sorry?

That's what I believe.

Oh, my God.

But I realize no one

else shares that view.

So, in that case, will you accept, then,

to clear the air once and for all,

that you were part of a cover-up

and that you did break the law?

Oh, my God, we got him. I...

Shit!

Okay, let's take a break there.

What the f*ck is going on?

Cut it. Cut it.

Excuse me? Shut it down.

Shut it down now.

That's not my call. You're gonna

have to talk to the director.

He's in that truck out

there. Get him in here.

Listen, we have an issue in here.

Jack, what are you doing? A break?

Change the tapes.

David, can I talk to

you for a minute, please?

What the hell is going on, Jack?

He was about to blow and you know it.

Fellas, this is a critical

moment in his life.

You realize we could sue you for this?

You have deliberately

sabotaged the interview, Jack.

Look, we're all in this together.

I'm sure we can find a solution.

A solution? What the hell are you

talking about? It's an interview!

Bob, may I remind you...

This is a breach of

contract. We could sue.

For heaven's sake, Jim. Why

don't you give him a week off?

Give him a year off!

Give him a f*cking massage!

Watch your language,

for crying out loud.

What'd you do? Throw in the towel, Jack?

Did you take pity on me?

Sir, I just felt that

if you were going to make some

kind of emotional disclosure,

that we should just take a moment

to think it through, sketch it out.

I just want to impress upon you

how crucially important this moment is

and how many potentially

devastating consequences

unplanned emotional

disclosures could have.

I know.

But to go on and carry

on denying it all...

I appreciate the gesture.

We ought to call it a snafu.

Jack, are we on?

We're on. Okay, he's had

plenty of time to cook up

some sort of slippery new

bullshit, so stay on your toes.

Listen, it's gonna be fine.

Pick up where you left off.

Thirty seconds, everyone.

Ten seconds.

David? Four, three, two, and...

Mr. President, we were talking about

the period March 21 to April 30,

and the mistakes you made,

and so on, and I was wondering

would you go further than "mistakes"?

The word that seems not enough

for people to understand.

Well, what word would you express?

My goodness.

All right.

Since you've asked me, I

think there are three things

that people would like to hear you say.

One, that there was

probably more than mistakes.

There was wrongdoing.

And, yes, it might

have been a crime, too.

Secondly, that "I did abuse

the power I had as President."

And thirdly, "I put the American people

"through two years of needless agony,

"and I apologize for that."

And I know how difficult it is

for anyone, especially you,

but I think the people need to hear it.

And I think that unless you say it,

you're going to be haunted

for the rest of your life.

Well, it's true. I made

mistakes, horrendous ones,

ones that were not

worthy of a president,

ones that did not meet

the standards of excellence

that I always dreamed of as a young boy.

But, if you remember,

it was a difficult time.

I was caught up in a five-front w*r

against a partisan media, a

partisan House of Congress,

a partisan Ervin Committee.

But, yes, I will admit there were times

I did not fully meet that responsibility

and I was involved in a

cover-up, as you call it.

And for all those mistakes

I have a very deep regret.

No one can know what it's

like to resign the presidency.

Now,

if you want me to get down

on the floor and grovel...

No! Never!

I still insist they were

mistakes of the heart.

They were not mistakes of the head.

But they were my mistakes.

I don't blame anybody.

I brought myself down.

I gave them a sword,

and they stuck it in,

and they twisted it with relish.

And I guess if I'd been in their

place, I'd have done the same thing.

And the American people?

I let them down.

I let down my friends.

I let down the country.

And worst of all,

I let down our system of government.

And the dreams of all those young people

that ought to get into government,

but now they think, "It's all

too corrupt," and the rest.

Yeah.

I let the American people down,

and I'm gonna have to

carry that burden with me

for the rest of my life.

My political life is over.

You know, the first and greatest

sin or deception of television

is that it simplifies, it diminishes,

great, complex ideas, tranches of time.

Whole careers become

reduced to a single snapshot.

At first, I couldn't understand why

Bob Zelnick was quite as euphoric

as he was after the interviews,

or why John Birt felt

moved to strip naked

and rush into the ocean to celebrate.

But that was before I really understood

the reductive power of the close-up.

Because David had

succeeded on that final day

in getting, for a fleeting moment,

what no investigative journalist,

no state prosecutor,

no judiciary committee

or political enemy had managed to get.

Richard Nixon's face,

swollen and ravaged by Ioneliness,

self-Ioathing and defeat.

The rest of the project and its

failings would not only be forgotten,

they would totally cease to exist.

Who came out on top, Mr. President?

Is this what you call a dachshund?

Mmm-hmm.

Very sweet.

The NixonlFrost interviews

were wildly successful.

I think they attracted the

largest audience for a news program

in the history of American television.

David was on the cover of Time

magazine and Newsweek magazine.

And even the political press corps,

the hard-bitten political press corps,

called David up with messages

of contrition and congratulation.

David, I want to say congratulations.

The interviews?

No, I didn't watch them. I couldn't.

Hey.

Hello.

I believe David saw the former

President just one more time.

Before he left California

for London again,

he drove down to San

Clemente to say goodbye.

Hey, Mr. Frost. It's nice to see you.

Miss Cushing. Hello.

Please excuse my golf outfit.

It's the official

uniform of the retired.

Are you on your way home?

Yes.

Into a bright new dawn of fresh

enterprises and challenges, eh?

Well, let's hope so.

Good for you.

I didn't catch the

interviews as they went out,

but they tell me that

they were a great success.

I gather the journalists

that were so positive

about you weren't so kind to me.

Yes, I was sorry to see that.

There's no condolences necessary.

I've grown to expect nothing

else from those sons of whores.

Yeah.

Jeez, please forgive me, Miss Cushing.

You know, I would've

said "sons of b*tches,"

but Manolo here is a lover of dogs,

and he hates me to defame animals.

Can I get something for somebody?

Yes. Would you like

some tea or champagne?

Hey, you know, we got that

caviar the Shah of Iran sent me.

No, thank you. You sure?

Come on. It'll be no trouble at all.

No, really, we must be...

Okay, fine, fine. Thanks for coming by.

You were a worthy opponent.

Goodbye, Mr. President.

Bye-bye.

Goodbye, Mr. President.

Goodbye.

Oh, God! I almost forgot. I...

I brought you a present,

those shoes you admired.

I brought you a pair.

Well, jeez. Thank you.

I'm touched. Safe trip, now.

Oh! Say, David, you think I could speak

to you, privately, just for a minute?

Do you know those parties of yours?

The ones that I read

about in all the papers?

Do you actually enjoy those?

Of course.

You got no idea how

fortunate that makes you.

You know? Liking

people, and being liked.

Having that facility,

that lightness, that charm.

I don't have it. I never did.

It kind of makes you

wonder why I chose a life

that hinged on being liked.

I'm better suited to a life of thought,

debate, intellectual discipline.

Maybe we got it wrong.

Maybe you should have been a politician

and I the rigorous interviewer.

Maybe.

David.

Did I really call you that night?

Yes.

Did we discuss anything important?

Cheeseburgers.

Cheeseburgers?

Goodbye, sir.

Well, New York, London and Sydney

welcomed David back with open arms,

as did his friends and investors,

who've made a fortune

from these interviews.

He got back all of his shows.

He even got back his table at Sardi's.

As for Richard Nixon,

well, he certainly never achieved

the rehabilitation he

so desperately craved.

His most lasting legacy

is that today any political wrongdoing

is immediately given the suffix "gate."
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