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(Susan) 'Good afternoon and welcome'
'to the Third Annual Greater Boston Career Fair.'
'This symposium deals with journalism'
'and it's my great pleasure'
'to introduce our guest speaker'
Karen Cooper
Anchor of the WATB News Team.
Karen began her career in Chicago
where her reporting on toxic waste dumping
near Lake Michigan
led to a Peabody Award for her station.
It's now our great fortune to have her here in Boston.
Would you please welcome Karen Cooper?
[crowd applauding]
Thank you, Susan.
Thank you.
Thank you. Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
I'm truly impressed to be standing here
before you in this beautiful Hall of Flags.
(Karen) 'Now, I understand from Susan'
'that some of you are undergraduates'
and some of you are still in high school.
But you all have something significant in common.
You were all brought up with television
and broadcast journalism as part of your lives.
(Costigan) 'Our work impacts on the lives of Massachusetts' citizens
from the, uh, tiniest youngsters in day care centers
to the, uh, most elderly nursing home patients, sir.
My colleagues and I feel we have an obligation
to stand above the political--
(Gordon) Senator Costigan?
(Karen) 'When the history of American television..'
...which brings me to the center of my thesis.
Television itself
is a technologically updated cave painting.
It's just colored dots on a surface.
But in our modern world
it wields power.
And that power is totally dependent upon the voracity
'and ethical standard..'
Excuse me, we're having a workshop.
It's just been canceled.
Let's go. Come on.
You, you big interviewer.
I got a big story.
Ask him what happened at the Chelsea Towers.
- Excuse me? - The building that collapsed!
You've forgotten already.
You think it's yesterday's news!
Sit down!
'I've been in combat.'
I'm not afraid to use this.
Now you call out your station.
You get a camera crew over here.
Nobody get's outta here alive
until he admits that he k*lled my boy!
Sir...what is your name, please?
Rudd.
(Gordon) 'Gordon Rudd.'
My son's name was Jimmy.
He was when the building crushed him.
[indistinct chattering]
Mr. Rudd, it's not going to work.
You can't hold broadcasters hostage at g*n point.
(Karen) 'No station will bring over a crew'
'under these ground rules.'
We do not give in to threats and blackmail.
Then people are gonna start dying!
I'm gonna do whatever I have to, to make sure
'people see the rot this man's covering up.'
[indistinct chatter]
Spenser!
[Spencer grunting]
[indistinct chattering]
Well, either your cribbage game with Alice Walker ran over
or you're late for a tea date with Wynton Marsalis.
Uh, ex-prelim boy whose lower left hook's
got no business in my line and my cultural icon.
You come over here dressed like that to take me out to chili?
Uh, rain check on the chili, babe
collectable, however
at the five-star restaurant of your choice.
Alright.
I finally got some gainful employment.
Well, it's about time.
Well, I'm not working for you. You know what I mean?
(male #) Hey, listen to this one.
Some guy just h*jacked a room full of kids
'over at the Career Fair.'
(Spenser) I'd planned to have dinner with Hawk
because Susan was busy at the Career Fair
opening the doors of live television
to some of Smithfield's future moguls.
When I heard on Henry's radio
who the hostages were, I wasn't about to hang around
to find out what was on the gunman's mind.
So you're saying that Senator Costigan
was responsible for the collapse of your apartment building?
I'm saying, the construction was a crock!
Costigan's committee handed out the contract
on the whole project.
The thing fell down while my boy
was on the play ground.
Thirteen kids were put in the hospital.
'My kid d*ed.'
'Nobody from the city'
'even came around to say they were sorry.'
(Costigan) 'You're ignoring an extensive Senate investigation.'
(Gordon) 'It was a whitewash!'
'I got information, buddy.'
'You know who cut the corners'
when they put up those buildings.
Who's your source, Mr. Rudd?
Someone who knows the truth.
Not the story you told, that made a scapegoat
out of one lone building inspector.
The jury found him guilty of criminal negligence.
'That's the way our system of justice deals.'
One man doesn't make a building collapse.
The big sh*t needed a poor guy..
Mike, I want you to pull the switch on the power box
when I give you the signal, alright?
(Gordon) '...Costigan's crowd covered up the rest of the muck.'
'I want the contractor'
'the inspectors and engineers'
'who were poking around in the rubble.'
'Let the people of Boston watch'
'while we find out what really happened!'
You're right.
Identify yourself, please?
I'm just a guy who worked on that building.
There was a cover-up.
'And I know who was responsible for it.'
But first I got a demand.
Let all these innocent people go.
Nobody's gonna get hurt, but the people
who k*lled my boy.
Get 'em outta here.
[indistinct chattering]
Now, Mr. Rudd. Rudd, is it?
Yeah.
(Spenser) One another thing.
Not a demand, it's a request.
- Put down the g*n. - No way.
Now you hold it right there.
Now! Get down!
[dramatic music]
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Mr. Rudd?
'I just wanna talk.'
If you wanted to sh**t me..
...if you wanted to sh**t anybody
you've had plenty of chances.
'I don't think you wanna hurt anybody.'
Listen to me.
I'm a private cop.
If you put the g*n down now and come out..
'...I'll get the facts for ya.'
It's okay.
[g*nsh*t]
[footsteps approaching]
[g*n clicks]
It's empty.
[instrumental music]
[music continues]
[indistinct chattering]
Karen and I talked on the way over.
- I want you to meet her. - Why?
Well, lot of people speak at her Career Fair
but not many of them make me sorry
I chose guidance counseling.
Come on, she looks good and she can read.
I mean, if she had a skyhook, I might understand envy.
I mean, I practically had to sell my body
to get my hands on this.
Two rare cuts of archival footage.
I can use it right over the lead, it's--
Melissa, only four movie buffs in Cambridge
have ever heard of Kurosawa.
I don't have seconds to BG his career.
- Oh, but I-- - The answer is no.
Karen, in my office in five minutes.
The movie I'm reviewing
is a Japanese version of "King Lear."
Now, people have heard of that.
Melissa, why is it always when I have
a splitting headache
you come up with these hare-brained ideas?
Well, take another Aspirin.
I don't need another Aspirin, Melissa.
I just need a few moments by myself.
Clifford, you're bothering her.
Susan.
- Melissa? - Hm?
Oh, well, just here to help, love.
Call me if you need anything.
- Hi. - Hi, this is Spenser.
- Hello, how do you do? - Hello.
Thanks for what you did in there tonight.
Yeah, well, it wasn't good enough, was it?
Listen, that actually happened a year ago
and I don't have any facts
but at a gut level, it's difficult to believe
that one negligent inspector
could make a -storied building fall down.
Tell him what you told me.
There was a thorough investigation.
- You did a special on it? - Yup.
And you talked to the inspector? What was his name?
Madden, Tom Madden.
He's still doing time, isn't he?
Oh, he was indicted by the grand jury and convicted.
There's never been any question about the evidence.
Until now?
Do you think there could be a cover-up
like the boy's father said?
Well, I don't know.
It was your story, wasn't it?
Mr. Spenser, exactly what are you implying?
Well, you said that you pointed the finger at the inspector
and it should have been pointing somewhere else.
That you'd try the case on your program.
Madden was tried by a jury of his peers, not by me.
They didn't hear my report.
My...sources were independent of the grand jury.
- Who? - That's privileged information.
That is a cop out.
Spenser, she's not on trial.
I watched a man die.
'He believed in the innocence of another man'
'who is serving time for a crime'
he may not be responsible for.
Seems to me if there's a story around here, that would be it!
'Why don't you do a follow-up?'
Because that story ran for two weeks, it played out.
"Played out?"
Lucky you didn't cover the Battle of Britain for us.
Uh, news travels faster in this electronic age.
Maybe that's why I don't see a typewriter here.
Instead, I see a lot of make-up
and fancy dresses and a full-length mirror.
I'm gonna get some air.
- Spenser. - 'Mr. Spenser.'
I anchor two newscasts a day.
Does that mean you're not a reporter?
I'm a damn good reporter.
But what you're asking me to do would take weeks
maybe months of investigation--
Jail takes years.
(Susan) Uh, excuse me, g*ng.
Solution. Spenser is an investigator.
Then it wouldn't be my story.
Is that what matters?
Would you work with me?
I don't think you'd like that.
I don't much like the mirror
you've just held up for me.
[dramatic music]
(Spenser) I started with a transcript of Thomas Madden's trial.
Madden's lawyer was a -year-old public defender
who seemed to believe speculation
took the place of facts.
Along with a lot of circumstantial evidence
the prosecution had one critical fact.
Madden hadn't checked the concrete on the day
the fourth floor was poured.
Three expert witnesses agreed.
The collapse started with the fourth floor.
(Thomas) 'So there are three things that could have gone wrong.'
The steel, the concrete
or human error.
But you checked the steel the day before, right?
Well, spot checked. But yeah, it was solid.
What about the crew?
Well, anybody could screw up.
But these guys are good.
They work for Faraday, whenever there's work.
Ed Faraday, private contractor?
What do you know about him?
Hey-hey, the guy's world-class when it comes
to getting contracts.
Is he honest?
Now that I can't tell you.
But he has never tried to hand me an envelope.
But he's a survivor in a tough business, right?
You got it.
Alright, I'll talk to him.
Is there anything you can give me to go on?
Well, if it was the concrete
it's gonna be hard to prove anything now.
You need to compare the lab test
on each truckload of wet concrete
with the core samples taken after the collapse.
If anybody fouled around with the records
or the-the samples..
Well..
Alright, I'll find out.
- Spenser. - Yeah?
My wife comes here every Sunday
and tells me I'm a fool for ever talking to that reporter.
But you told the truth.
Yeah.
You're not a fool.
You're not in there alone.
[dramatic music]
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(Spenser) Ed Faraday was one of the most successful
building contractors in Boston.
But his own office would never make "Architectural Digest."
Then again, neither would his buildings.
Hi.
Uh, Mr. Faraday, please.
- Do you have an appointment? - Well, no, I don't--
He's out of the office right now and we're not hiring.
Well, good, because I'm not looking.
My name is Lawman. William Lawman.
I'm with True Test Concrete, down on Providence
and I heard you guys just landed
a big job over in Braintree.
And I'll bet we could save you a bundle on that job.
Uh, thanks, but we have a supplier.
Oh, and who is that, may I ask?
Affiliated in Haverhill.
Haverhill?
To Braintree?
You mean, around ?
I guarantee we could b*at that price.
Look, what would it take for me
to be able to finagle a copy of those specs?
Look, your boss is not here, right?
We'll go over to the Parker House
have a nice, expense-account lunch.
'Don't worry, all those things you hear about'
travelling salesmen being oversexed..
...absolutely true.
[laughs]
Why don't I just get you a copy of the concrete specs.
(Spenser) 'You know what they say about all work and no play.'
[dramatic music]
So are you gonna tell me your name?
Or next time when I'm here signing that contract?
Maggie Petrie.
And I never get out for lunch.
Oh, well.
Salesman's gotta dream, Maggie.
Goes with the territory.
[Maggie chuckles]
[machine whirring]
Faraday? My name is Spenser. I'm a private cop.
I got a couple questions about the Chelsea Tower project.
Oh, sorry, my insurance company doesn't want me
to make any statements on that subject.
I'm sure you can understand why.
No, I don't understand.
A man ought to be proud of his work.
If it kills people, we ought to say something.
A simple "I'm sorry" would be a good start.
Yeah, but that would be also an admission of guilt.
Have a good day.
Have a little respect, pal.
Mr. Faraday's just lost his wife.
Then he should understand how a man felt
who lost his son on the Chelsea Tower playground.
Why don't you get the hell outta here?
Why don't you and any six of your friends
try showing me the way?
What's with you, man? You high on somethin'?
Yeah.
Indignation laced with contempt.
(male #) Look, pal, you want a statement?
I got no insurance company to worry about.
I go to confession every week.
And I regret nothing about my crew's work on the tower's job.
And Affiliate sent you back concrete.
Come on, those wise guys would short
their own grandmothers if they could.
That's why we got a lab checkin' on 'em.
(male #) 'It was by the book, mister.'
One lab report for every truckload of concrete.
Where are those reports now?
(male #) 'DA's office took 'em'
months ago.
What about core samples, did anybody take
those after the collapse?
- Sure, the city inspectors. - Where are they now?
You're talkin' hundreds of pounds of hardened concrete.
Yeah, I know the DA, he ain't that strong.
They're in storage at the Department of Inspections.
(male #) 'They got a compression machine down there.'
Now they stick a sample in it and if the break point
matches the lab report
then the concrete wasn't the problem.
What did those reports say?
Look, instead of hassling Faraday
maybe you ought to be asking that question
down at Inspections.
Ready?
Go.
Reliable sources have it you're holding samples
of concrete from the Chelsea Towers. Are you?
Hey, what is this?
Wait a minute, has this got something
to do with that guy who got sh*t?
Hey, you're, uh..
That's right, Karen Cooper, Evening News.
Would you please answer my question, sir?
There seems to be some doubt
about the quality of the concrete poured.
Is the city having the samples retested?
Oh, oh, we can't.
The samples aren't on the shelf anymore.
Then they've disappeared?
Have they been logged out?
Oh, the log was, uh, misplaced.
Don't you think this looks like a cover-up, sir?
Oh no, I-I-I mean..
I'm afraid you're gonna have to ask
someone else about this, ma'am.
Save it!
Uh, tell your family.
Six o'clock, Channel Eight, you'll love it.
[dramatic music]
[phone ringing]
Oh, boy!
(male #) One minute to air.
(Karen) 'We lead with my copy.'
'Go to tape seconds in.'
Right, Karen.
Thanks.
It's an exclusive, Wally.
A major scandal. Who knows how high up it goes?
Maybe all the way to Costigan's committee.
I won't go with it until it's been checked.
I checked it myself!
I'm k*lling it!
I make news decisions on my own broadcast.
You read copy I approve or it's not your broadcast.
(male #) 'Uh, seconds to air. Clear the set, please.'
Then you can get yourself another anchorwoman, Wally.
Melissa?
Eight seconds.
[intense music]
Get these people off the set.
Good evening, this is Melissa Brenner
with tonight's top stories
'on the Evening News'
which includes some new footage
on the adorable baby pandas.
Then we'll have a special report
on Satanism in Back Bay
shortcuts to shaping up
and a Boston University fraternity's dogged quest
for Boston's best pizza.
[instrumental music]
(Karen) 'Are you sure wanna join me?'
(Spenser) 'Uh, no, thanks.'
(Karen) Or maybe you'll take your coat off and stay for a few minutes.
There had to be a payoff.
Somebody knew about that payoff.
They tipped Rudd about you and Costigan
being at the Career Fair.
Core samples are missing, nobody knows anything.
I know it's a cover-up.
I just haven't found the connection yet.
When do you stop working?
When the job's done.
Well, I'm not on this anymore.
'So you don't need to go on with it.'
Madden's still in prison.
Faraday's still in business.
Costigan's still in office, passing out contracts.
Good.
You'll solve it.
No, we'll solve it.
Oh!
I guess you didn't see my replacement.
Melissa's got a good nose for feature material.
I don't.
Or maybe I can find one of those pandas that bumps and grinds.
Stop it.
You're a good reporter, I've seen your work.
I was.
I don't know what I am now.
You're someone people trust.
Most men don't react that way.
Most men aren't so lucky.
To know a Susan?
That too, but that's not what I meant.
I made such a mess of my life.
No.
You haven't.
Most women aren't beautiful.
Most women don't have work that demands passion
commitment
intelligence..
Most women have someone.
You've got the whole Commonwealth.
Oh, great.
Aside from covering the news
I get to enlighten them
on the quest for Boston's best pizza?
No thanks.
[sighs]
Do you remember Winston Churchill's speech
to the graduating class of Harrow?
That wasn't my year.
The whole speech. Ready?
"Never give in.
"Never give in.
"Never, never, never.
"Never in nothing great or small, large or petty.
"Never give in, except to convictions of honor..
...and good sense."
That's it.
There ain't no more.
And there never is.
Then why am I so frightened?
You're looking in the wrong mirror.
Oh!
Oh, thanks.
[both chuckle]
[instrumental music]
(Spenser) It all had started with a grieving father
who tried to take a politician hostage
so people would pay attention to the corruption
he believed caused a needless tragedy.
He had my attention.
And to get where he'd got
I thought maybe I should start where he started.
Gordon Rudd had lived in a row house near the Project.
Rudd's wife had been dead for years.
And I'd seen Rudd's own tragic death.
Leaving me to wonder if someone was setting up my own.
[dramatic music]
Spenser!
Aren't you supposed to yell "police officer" or something?
'To give us miscreants a fighting chance?'
You don't mind if I shut the door, do ya? Hmm?
Taking all the fun out of this, Marty.
Next thing you know, you'll be solving the cases.
Found what you're looking for.
Oh, that's great, considering I have
no idea what I'm looking for.
You will, when you hear it.
(female # on tape) 'Mr. Rudd, this is a friend.'
'Your son d*ed because the building contract was rigged.'
'There's a massive cover-up that stretches all the way'
'up to the State House.'
'The evening news is your ally.'
'Find a way for them to get to Senator Costigan'
'and the cover-up will come apart.'
Got a make on that voice?
No, but I know someone who should hear that tape.
- Who? - Karen Cooper, the TV reporter.
What's she got?
(Spenser) 'Professionally trained memory.'
She told me that her first tip on this case
was an anonymous phone call from a woman.
You mean, the story she broke helped put Madden behind bars?
[chuckles] Come on.
Now, I know it doesn't make sense
that the same caller would tip the kid's father
to a frame against Madden but a lot of this doesn't make sense.
Why are you so interested in Senator Costigan?
I'm the department rep
of the State Anti-Corruption Task Force
'Costigan's number one on our list.'
Guy's on more lists than bread and milk.
Can you get me the original lab tests
on the Chelsea Towers concrete?
No, not officially.
I could check 'em out to my office, though.
- Let's go. - Alright.
Huh.
[g*nshots]
[tires screech]
[g*nshots]
[crashes]
[dramatic music]
[g*nshots]
[groaning]
[music continues]
You know him?
Yeah, his name is Brophy.
He's a button man for the mob.
Looks like we just turned over the right rock.
Yeah.
[instrumental music]
(female # on tape) 'Find a way for them to get to Senator Costigan.
'And the cover-up will come apart.'
That's her.
That's the same woman who called me
and told me to go after that building inspector.
I'm sure of it.
It's just a corner here and a tear there.
If she wants to expose this, why not rip off the whole tarp?
There must be somebody under there she wants to protect.
She probably knows what the mob does to rats.
f*gg*t suspicious wimps up in Anti-Corruption.
(Frank) 'I practically had to trade my badge'
'to get a hold of them lab tests.'
Grand jury generally looks askance
at mustard-stained evidence.
There's no mustard on my shield, Spenser.
Then you should wear your shield around your neck.
Oh. Jeez.
Oh, well, my cousin just gave me this tie.
Frank, say hello to Karen.
- Hi. - Hello.
Hey, you're the one on the news.
- Right. - You're good.
Thanks.
Frank, this stuff doesn't prove anything.
Every truckload of concrete that went to that building
tests the same, , pounds per square inch.
Marty, did you ever build a swimming pool?
No.
Oh, I wanted to, but the tennis court
'took up too much of the backyard.'
No, on one summer, my father and I
we made a swimming pool.
We mixed concrete, exactly the same way every day.
'Some days, it cracked.'
Other days, it didn't.
Damn thing never did hold water.
I think I understand what you're saying.
Sixty-eight truckloads of concrete
'delivered over several days'
and every one testing to exactly the same round number?
I think it's test time.
(male #) 'Where'd you get these?'
I told you, I'm a journalist.
We'd go to jail to protect our sources.
What about uniformity?
See for yourself.
This came from Faraday's new project
down in Savin Hill.
[whirring]
Look at the variations in the last few truckloads.
pounds.
'.'
'.'
And that's about a normal range.
'.'
That's right where it ought to be.
Then I'd say your tests were rather suspect
wouldn't you, Mr. Blomquist?
What do you mean?
There are no variations on these tests.
They all read exactly pounds.
That's why I asked you where you got the cards.
Because they didn't come out of this lab.
They all have your name and address
clearly printed on them.
Look, Ms. Cooper, you could have taken a bunch of these
and put 'em in your purse ten minutes ago.
You see this?
Every test engineer has his own seal.
Like a rail-road conductor.
My seal means I stand behind the test.
Well, what about El Garafalo?
Can we talk to him?
Not easily, he d*ed in .
That would make it tough.
(Spenser) Tenacity was something that had been drummed in
to caring in journalism school
I got mine at Phenergan's newsstand.
Crossword puzzles.
When a puzzle maven hits a brick wall
or in this case, a concrete wall
you switch from down to across.
Karen Cooper's across led to Costigan.
I took Faraday.
[instrumental music]
Spenser?
Concrete waste.
Great for dumping in body bags.
What does that mean?
Gangland executions, mob hits
the old deep-six, take your pick.
I don't know anything about organized crime.
I'm not even sure if it exists.
That's why you hired Hawk.
'Mary Poppins have another gig?'
I hired Hawk to keep his eye on my building material.
Look, excuse the obvious pun but let's get concrete.
We're talkin' about evidence here.
'Stolen evidence.'
Hot evidence and it's gonna get a lot hotter.
Hawk, get this guy off my property.
Why don't you ask him?
'Aah.'
Gainful employment, babe.
- How's your workmen's comp? - Don't need it.
Oh, its a good thing I've seen all I need to see.
'Just don't let anything happen to that evidence'
because, uh, this guy is gonna have you working on
another kind of rock pile.
Got no hammer, huh?
[instrumental music]
Yeah.
(Spenser) It doesn't make sense.
I don't see why not.
Nobody can prove anything about the cement
until they do stress tests.
So, Faraday hired Hawk to guard the core samples.
It seems simple to me.
If Faraday were just trying to protect himself
he could dump the samples in the harbor.
They're not incriminating evidence to him
it's some kind of insurance policy.
The glue that holds the cover-up together.
Wonder if Hawk knows what he's sitting on.
Later.
Leave the dishes.
I don't know another man who could make something
so delicious out of warm endive
smoked salmon and spaghetti.
I don't know of another man who's proud
to be in the percent tax bracket.
Probably even likes to shop.
Oh, for food? He loves it.
Of course, he'll endure an entire winter of frostbite
before he'll go buy himself a new pair of gloves.
I'm just the opposite.
I'd rather eat Chinese takeout for a month
than go near a supermarket.
Me too.
Last Saturday, I was trying to scrape lunch together
out of the refrigerator.
All I could find was a jar of pickles with molds so thick
it looked like it belonged to Sir Alexander Fleming.
You couldn't wait any longer.
Right, and it really went fine.
That little plastic produce bags didn't stick together
the Ichabod Crane look-alike behind
the deli counter had the day off.
You wore your dark glasses so your fans
wouldn't recognize you?
Hm-hmm, until I checked out.
The carry-out boy.
Right, looked exactly like Rob Lowe.
So, shades in the purse, $ tip at the ready.
And you know what he said to me?
Hmm.
"Do you need help, ma'am?"
They do get younger and younger, don't they?
How do you deal with it?
[instrumental music]
I tried to seduce Spenser.
And...if he weren't such a decent guy..
...I guess I would have betrayed you.
Susan..
...I'm years old.
I have, but maybe, two years left at the station.
'I'm never going to the networks.'
And I don't know what to do when it's over.
It's the trap of being attractive.
The word is beautiful.
Well, whatever it is, it carries you through.
At work, with people.
'But you know, it's not gonna last forever.'
So, you, uh..
You try to prove that there is something else.
That you can still cover a story.
Get a man.
But when you treat a friend like that..
It better be a good friend.
Yeah.
Just don't let it happen again.
[music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
(Spenser) Come here, Marco. Come on, come here.
Ah.
Get it, get it, sh**t!
Here we go, here we go.
Here we go, come on, come on, come on.
Here, wait, wait, wait!
Come on, get it, there, son.
Get it, get it, get it.
Come on, come on, now.
- Get it. - Come on.
[laughing]
- My finger.. - Alright.
Yeah, Henry said it was urgent
and here you are, trying out for the NBA.
Did Faraday tell you that the..
...mob is looking for the samples?
The mob, you, Quirk.
I feel like The Fuller Brush Man who absconded.
They're gonna k*ll Faraday if they don't get him.
If they find you with him, they're gonna k*ll you both.
Well, the first isn't my problem
and the second ain't even likely.
Anybody ever tell you you were stubborn?
Anybody ever tell you how much I dislike having my time wasted?
(male #) 'Oh, no!'
You know where we are?
My people do have their limits
but ghetto is something we know.
We're standing on the site
where tower number two collapsed.
Tower number one and tower number two
were built at the same time with the same concrete.
[bicycle bell rings]
I want to test just one of those samples.
Too late.
Man made a gross miscalculation, huh?
We got the damn thing
let's make it and boogie before somebody sees us.
[dramatic music]
(Spenser) Ed Faraday's death reminded me of Samuel Johnson.
"Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate
roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?"
I was pretty sure Faraday hadn't been ignorant
of what he was up against.
It was just the rest of us who were darklings.
Karen believed in journalism's duty to shine light
into the dark places.
She taped a quote of her own
this one from Walter Lippmann
above her teleprompter.
"Without critical and reliable
"and intelligent reporting
the government cannot govern."
It was the concrete. The cement was short.
The first core samples tested at psi
less than half what the architect called for.
They're testing other samples. They're gonna call me here.
- Faraday mix it himself? - No.
A place called Affiliated over in Haverhill.
Let's get the organized crime boys busy
on warrants for Affiliated.
Frank will take this place apart.
(Spenser) 'You might check the phone records too.'
I guarantee there will be phone calls to and from Costigan.
[telephone rings]
That will be for me. I left a message that I was here.
Cooper.
Yes, this is Faraday's construction yard.
No, I'm sorry.
He's not here.
If you could just tell me who this is.
It's the intruder. I recognize her voice.
I'm sorry, I can't tell you where he is.
He's been sh*t.
Where are you, Maggie?
We'll be right there.
It's Faraday's secretary.
She's in the T, and she's being followed.
- Where? - At Park Street.
She said to meet her at North Hampton.
[dramatic music]
Park Street Station.
[music continues]
[g*nshots]
[honking]
Maggie Petrie?
I'm Karen Cooper. Get in the car.
Get away from my car, man!
'Hey!'
[g*nshots]
Oh!
[clicks]
Who took out Faraday?
I don't know any Faraday.
Maybe you know the DA.
If not, I'm sure I can arrange an introduction.
(Martin) 'You've been made aware of your Miranda rights?'
- Yes. - 'Do you understand them?'
Yes.
'Would you prefer to wait for your lawyer?'
No, no.
I want to tell the truth.
'Please.'
I owe you that for saving my life.
What about Madden?
That poor building inspector
he didn't do anything wrong.
'It was me.'
I forged the seal.
I used it on the cards they gave me.
The people at the concrete company?
Yes.
That company is controlled by underworld figures.
Yes.
Supporters of Senator Costigan?
Yes.
So it was the senator who told Mr. Faraday
that he had to subcontract to that concrete company
if he wanted his bid accepted by the committee
Senator Costigan chaired?
Yes.
Who arranged the cover-up after the accident?
Senator Costigan.
Can you prove that?
Yes.
I have tapes of every conversation
that Eddie and Costigan had.
That's why they came after you too.
Why did you do it?
To protect Eddie.
Eddie Faraday?
The man you worked for?
Yes.
You see, I knew
that Eddie and Costigan
had brought one of the clerks at the Department of Inspection.
To get the core samples.
But you blew the whistle later.
You called Miss Cooper.
You called the father of the boy that was k*lled.
Why?
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
[dramatic music]
You see..
...Eddie..
...promised me to marry me..
...after his wife d*ed, and..
...he promised that..
It's alright, Miss Petrie.
He's dead.
[Maggie sobbing]
He's...dead.
[sobbing]
[Maggie sniffles]
(Karen on TV) 'Walpole State Prison'
'where Building Inspector Thomas Madden lived'
'for the last days.'
'We're at the Pre-Release Center'
'and the door is opening now.'
Inspector Madden, Karen Cooper, the Evening News.
I know you.
Inspector Madden, how does it feel
to have your innocence vindicated by the courts?
Not as good as it would have two months ago.
Do you feel that you were victimized
by one reporter in particular who didn't do her homework?
Yes, I do.
I promise you it will never happen again.
Please accept my personal apology.
This is Karen Cooper, Evening News
Walpole State Prison.
[sighs] That was a tough thing to do.
Sure was.
So was telling me she made a pass at you.
Wh-what?
Um, whatever happened to privileged information?
You're not a news source.
Then maybe we should work on that.
Oh, yeah? What do you have in mind?
[Susan chuckles] 'Ladies and gentlemen..'
'...this is Susan Silverman coming to you live..'
[both chuckle]
(Spenser) 'Film at :.'
[Susan chuckles] 'Mmm.'
[theme music]
[music continues]