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01x03 - King George

Posted: 05/09/22 05:48
by bunniefuu
[DEAN] President Nixon asked for me.

We got a kinda
special opportunity for you.

Now, there's a CIA reject
named Howard Hunt

currently graduating
from rooting out leaks

to, uh, rat-f*ck' the Democrats.

We must become snakes.

I don't think I can make it
to see you this weekend.

I'll talk to you soon.

Winnie, I decided long ago
that I will say how I feel,

and if that does not conform

to the president's message, so be it.

You reading poetry now?

I'm in a bit of a wistful mood, I guess,

thinking about a-a boy I once knew.

And once in a while, you still wonder

what it might have been like

if you had stayed in Pine Bluff.

Mr. McCord, my family and I,
we are traveling out

to California for a fundraiser.

I was wondering if you would
like to accompany us there.

I would love to, Mrs. Mitchell,

but the campaign does have me very busy.

It seems there was a mix-up
at the Watergate!

- The lobby.
- Get out now.

[DEAN] A-a door was taped incorrectly.

McCord did not get away.

You really think
that when Martha sees his face

in the newspaper, she won't call
one of her journalist friends?

[MARTHA] Where is everyone?

Mr. Mitchell had to fly to Washington.

His instructions
were to have you wait here.

This is ridiculous.
I am calling my husband.


You are not in charge here.

- Do you understand me?
- Mm-hmm.

[PERSON] Martha, what'd they
do to you, sweetheart?

If you don't tell me
what them girls did,

I can't do a thing to help you.

They told me I was trash.

Mm-hmm. Why'd they say that?


They said my daddy runs around.

You believe 'em?


Then you tried to run off, and...

they chase you down.

b*at you up.

They spat on me.

My poor little girl.

Hey, I want to show you something.

When your great-great-grandfather

left England for South Carolina,

he was given this timepiece

as a traveling gift from his cousin.

Now, you know who his cousin was?

King George III of England.


From your great-great-grandfather

to your grandfather

to you and me,

the Bealls are descended from nobility.


That makes you a princess,

your mother a queen,

and me?

A king.

♪ ♪

So next time somebody tries to treat you

like you're nothing,

you fight back.

'Cause your blood,
it's worth fighting for.

Yes, sir.

Oh, and one more thing.

Any of them girls ever tries
to touch you again,

take one of their fingers.

Pull it back... 'til it pops.


They'll likely pee themselves...

or run away.


♪ ♪




[PETER] Hello?

She's doing just fine.

I'm keeping her away
from phones and newspapers.

No, Steve's out sick,
but Barry's here with me.

Of course. Oh, she's very comfortable.

Thank you.

[WHISPERING] Excuse me.

- Miss? Excuse me.

Mrs. Mitchell, is everything
all right in there?

Excuse me.

- Ma'am?


Mrs. Mitchell, unlock the door.

My God. Excuse me!

- [PETER] Mrs. Mitchell...
- Hola!

...if you don't unlock this door,

I'll have no choice
but to break it down.

Miss, I need h...



No, no, no!

- Ma'am?

♪ ♪

What in heaven's name are you doing?

- Why didn't you answer me?

Because I'm not a trained parakeet.

But if you're gonna
keep me caged up like one,

the least you could do
is get me something to eat.

I'll send someone out.



♪ ♪


Don't let him push you around.

You got this.

- You're an animal.

You're a f*ck' animal.
It's f*ck or get f*cked.

[MAGRUDER] Hey, Dean, where's
that coffee at, sweetheart?

Yup, yup. One pot of hot joe coming up.



[DEAN] All right.

[COLSON] Took you long enough.

You know you're supposed
to brew the coffee,

not f*ck it, right?


[MITCHELL] g*dd*mn cocksucking thing.

[COLSON] Something the matter, sir?

Yeah, it's these g*dd*mn pipe stems.

I never know which one goes with which.

Martha's got a whole system, and...

God damn it.

[MAGRUDER] How's she doing
in California, sir?

[MITCHELL] I'm sure she's having
a little party down there.

[COLSON] So here's where we're at.

We got five little Indians
under arrest at Metro booking.

[EHRLICHMAN] That includes
McCord and the Cubans, right?

Bingo was his name-o.

Now, miraculously, Liddy and Hunt

managed to avoid capture

without falling into an open sewer,

so we're aces on that front.

And they covered their tracks, mostly.


Well, there is still the small,
uh, issue of Hunt's safe.

- Wh... you had a safe?
- Yeah.

Yeah, in my office at the
White House, I had a safe.

[MAGRUDER] You were, uh, conducting, uh,

criminal operations
on behalf of the president

and somebody gave you an office
at the White House?

Yeah. Wasn't a big office.

Well, what's in it, the safe?

Well, let's just say there's some...
You know, some highly...

secretive documents
I r-really wouldn't want,

uh, the light of day to see,
know what I mean?

What do you mean by that?
Can you elaborate?

All right, all right, so you just need
to give us the combination.

- Then we can get somebody...
- [HUNT] Can't. Can't. go over there, empty it out.

Can't. Don't know the combination.

How do you not know the combination?

Because I forgot it.

- [MAGRUDER] Oh, you forgot it?
- [HUNT] Yes, I forgot it.

I don't have a good memory
when it comes to combinations

or, you know, those things.

[MAGRUDER] f*ck! I mean what the f*ck?

[EHRLICHMAN] Calm down.
We'll just handle it another way.

It's, like, two-two-five-six-six or...


No. That's not it.
That's my daughter's birthday.

You don't want that.

Okay. Can't we just... can't we
just blow it up?

How hard is it to blow up a safe?

Uh, if I may interject
as a-a small point, sir,

this is all beginning to sound a lot
like destruction of evidence.

[HUNT] One-six-one-zero-eight-three.

You're making it sound so serious.

No, no. That's the golden ratio.

- Uh, d...
- The golden ratio?

Don't we have guys who can...
Who can take care

of this kind of stuff, you know...

- What? Crime guys?
- You're looking at 'em.

Oh, I know.
It's seven-six-six-four-four.


No, no. That's D-Day. That's not it.

I don't know what the... I don't know.

All right, this is bullshit.
Hunt should just do it.

It's his safe, for Pete's sake.

[MITCHELL] No. f*ck no.

I don't want that dipshit
or his psychotic friend

anywhere near
the White House ever again.

No offense, son.

No. God no. None taken, sir.

Well, we've gotta stop farting
around here, fellas, and get real.

Unless we want to be on the business end

of an investigative committee
before Christmas,

one of us has to get that g*dd*mn safe

out of the White House.


♪ ♪

Oh, no, no, no. No, I couldn't do it.

I-I'm-I'm too close to the president.


♪ ♪


[PERSON] Here's the file, Agent Lano.

Special Agent Lano.


Ah, gracias, amigo.

Appreciate it, bud.

[PERSON] He's a big guy, isn't he?

[LANO] What?

[PERSON] He's a big guy.

[LANO] Yeah. He's, uh, very solid.

- So you want to go in or...
- [LANO] Yeah, I plan to.

Just, uh, waiting on the agent
on assignment.

He's running a little late.

You're the agent?

- That's right.
- Oh, f*ck. f*ck.

I'm sorry.
Uh, this isn't because you're...

No, of-of course not. Please keep it.

- You sure?
- I insist.

I'm sorry, yeah, ma...
uh, it makes sense

because we're dealing
with a Cuban burglar,

so they would send a, you know...

- Mm-hmm.
- What's your name again?

Agent Paul Magallanes, sir,
reporting for duty.

- "Maggy-anus"?
- Magallanes.

"Maga-yah-nez, yah-nez."

- Magallanes.
- Say it slow.

You can just call me Paul.

- Paul.
- Yes.

Angelo Lano. Pleasure to meet you.

I didn't know they sent feds

to investigate routine burglaries.

I'm afraid it's standard procedure

when foreign nationals are involved.

Cigarette, Mr. McCord?

No, thanks.

Now, Mr. McCord,

you said in your statement
that you personally hired

the Cubans... Gonzalez, Martinez,
Sturgis, Barker...

To help you rob DNC
headquarters at the Watergate.

It says here that you were
the only contact

for these guys in D.C.

Is-is that... is that correct?

If that's what I said.

It's funny, because...

Barker gave us this address book,

and a name... got a
lot of names in here,

but one of 'em that stood out,
right here.


That's a D.C. number.

Recently disconnected.

Ring a bell?

It's like I said.

The whole thing was my planning,

my execution, my guys.

If you want any more, I'm gonna
need my lawyer present.

All right.

Here's the thing, Mr. McCord.

I think you're full of sh*t.

I don't think this was
a simple break-in.

I don't think you're nearly the B&E
mastermind that you claim to be,

especially after hearing
from the Cubans.

The Cubans?

They kept asking what kind of idiota

tapes a door latch side to side

when everybody knows you do it vertical

so nobody can see the tape sticking out.

Well, that's bullshit.

The tape can slip if it's vertical.

All right.

Listen, amigo, vertical, sideways,

it doesn't matter to me.

I'm not here to debate the
tape thing with you, all right?

I am gonna tell you,
you say you were in charge.

The Cubans don't sound like
they respect their superior too much.

They don't respect me. Ha!

That's a laugh.
Lie down with dogs, I guess.

Lie down with dogs.

You're saying the Cubans... are dogs.

I'm not sure. You tell me, amigo.

[MAGALLANES] That r*cist piece of sh*t.

He wouldn't hire those Cubans
to paint his g*dd*mn house.

I don't see him being
in charge of this, do you?

[LANO] Whatever it is, these guys
are five steps ahead of us.

[MAGALLANES] Maybe they're CIA.

Maybe it's like those b*mb
in New York,

like, an anti-Castro thing.

Big bankroll. Dry runs. Lookouts.

- Lookouts?
- [LANO] Worth a sh*t.


♪ ♪


[PETER] Lunch is served.

♪ ♪

Your foie gras, madam.

Thought you were hungry.

Seems to have faded.

Nice watch.

It's a family heirloom.

Was a gift from the king of England.

No kidding.

My father gave it to me.

Passed away when I was young.

[PETER] Sorry to hear that.

Why you doing this?

- Doing what?
- Keeping me here,

participating in this
callous enterprise.

You don't seem like a sadist
or a psychopath.

That's sweet of you to say.

[MARTHA] What would your wife say

if she knew you were
holding me prisoner?

Probably tell me to be home by dinner.

Well, that's very sad.

I sleep fine at night, lady,

because I know my place

in this whole messy enterprise of ours.

People like you?

Oh, you have the luxury of
pretending you're above it all.

It's other people who have to
sacrifice for Nixon's vision,

but when it's your turn to pitch in,
when the g*n's turned on you,

it's suddenly a tragedy.


You're very cruel, aren't you?

And you're a hypocrite.

♪ ♪


Spare a cigarette?

They're not menthol.

Beggars can't be choosers.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

You're welcome.


[PETER] Barry!

Barry, get a doctor up here now!

[DOCTOR] It's only a second-degree burn,

so it should heal up soon.

You're lucky that, uh,

your friend was here to help you.

[WHISPERING] No, please.
You need to help me.

The-the situation is not as it appears.

I know all about your situation.

It's nothing to be embarrassed about.

A lot of women your age
suffer from paranoid episodes.

No, no, no. You don't understand.

I'm being held against my will.

They've cut the cord on my phone.

Maybe a little time away
from your telephone

would do you good, Mrs. Mitchell.

Maybe that's just
what you need right now.

♪ ♪


That's right. Thank you.

♪ ♪

Could you, uh, get me a glass
of water before you go?

- Oh, absolutely.
- Thank you.

♪ ♪

[PETER] How is she?

[DOCTOR] Her delusions will pass.

Until then, be sure
to keep an eye on her.

[PETER] Don't worry.
I'll take good care of her.

♪ ♪

I can't believe they trusted Hunt
with an office, let alone a safe.

f*cking Mitchell.

- I know why he's doing this.
- Hmm.

He's jealous the president likes me.

Wants to keep Nixon all for himself.

You're talking about him
like he's David Cassidy.

- [LINDA] John Dean's office.

Check the handle. The GSA cracked it.

- They cracked it?

[LINDA] Mr. Dean, I have
your mechanic on the line.

Oh, great.

This is John Dean.


The transmission? Really?

Well, uh, when can I get her in?

What? Next month?

Well, can't I pay
a-a rush fee or something?

Ugh. Fine.

Oh, God damn it.

f*cking Porsche.

I finally talked Mo
into coming back to D.C.,

and she's just been sitting
around my house waiting for me.

Well, I hate to make things
worse for you here, boss,

but I think possession
of this safe alone

is grounds for treason.

I mean, this appears to be a CIA cable

directly implicating Kennedy
in the Bay of Pigs.

[DEAN] What? Give me that.

- [LINDA] Mr. Dean's office.

Here's a proposal to b*mb
the Brookings Institution.

- What?
- Zany.


Not to mention this little number.


[DEAN] Jesus. Put that away.


What the hell?

So Hunt just had this stuff
lying around the office?

But why?

Because he's the personification
of the rotten core

at the center of the national myth?

If I get caught with this stuff,
I could go to prison for years.

Oh, decades, probably.

I swear to God,
John Mitchell's out to get me.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You're looking at this all wrong, okay?

This is how you get in
with the president,

okay, because if you take care
of this for him,

he'll know he can trust you,
and he'll owe you one.

So here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna have a nice night
out with your lady friend,

and then you're gonna find
a big, empty field.

You're gonna burn all of this sh*t,

and you're gonna
throw this g*n in a lake.

Yeah. Okay.

[MOORE] Okay. Send my best to Mo.

Aw, f*ck.



♪ ♪

[GRUNTS] f*ck.

♪ ♪

Oh, God. f*ck!






- Ugh!

Oh, f*ck!

♪ ♪


f*ck. f*ck.

- [FARMER] Hey, son.

[FARMER] Son, what the heck
you doing on my property?

You trying to start a f*re out here?

[LAUGHING] No, no. No.

No, I had car trouble, and, uh...

and I got lost and then came out here.

You know,
thought I'd have a-a cigarette,

and-and, uh,

I had...


♪ ♪

Oh, f*ck.

[FARMER] What the...

♪ ♪


Oh, f*ck.

♪ ♪




♪ ♪

♪ What a day for a daydream ♪

♪ What a day for a daydreaming boy ♪

♪ And now I'm lost in a daydream ♪

♪ Dreaming 'bout my bundle... ♪

[MO] Okay. You love Christmas.


♪ And even if time ♪

♪ Ain't really on my side ♪

- ♪ It's one of those days ♪
- Oh, boy.

♪ For taking a walk outside ♪

♪ I'm blowin' the day ♪
♪ To take a walk in the sun ♪

♪ And fall on my face ♪
♪ On somebody's new-mowed lawn ♪

♪ I've been having a sweet dream ♪


♪ I been dreaming ♪

♪ Since I woke up today ♪

♪ It's starring me and my sweet dream ♪

♪ 'Cause she's the one ♪
♪ Makes me feel this way ♪

[DEAN] Well, this is it.

[FARMER] Okay, son. You take it easy.

[DEAN] Thank you, sir.
I really do appreciate this.

[FARMER] You're very welcome.
See you in the morning.

[MO] Where were you? Who was that?

[DEAN] Hey.

I had a little car trouble,

and this kind gentleman helped me out.


I'm gonna have that f*cking
Porsche towed back here.

I'm gonna sell it for scrap.

[MO] Let's get you in the shower.

You smell like gasoline.

[DEAN] Did you get some writing done?

[MO] Oh, I almost did, and then I found

this "f*ck Communism" sign.

[DEAN] Oh, yeah,
that's pretty neat, isn't it?

You like that? I had that
specially commissioned.

[MO] I do like it.



♪ ♪

♪ ♪


♪ ♪


♪ ♪


[BENNIE] All right, well,
then what would you call it?

- Well, it's Nixon shock.

So, Winnie, what's it like
on the Martha Mitchell b*at?

Oh, she's really not that bad

once you get to know her, honestly.

[SEYMOUR] She's a retrograde

If you ask me,
she has blood on her hands.

Exactly, ugh.

I think there's a difference

between being mildly complicit
and being responsible

for the sum evil
of the modern Republican Party.

"Mildly complicit." Oh, dear.


- You need another drink?



Utter her name three times,
and she will appear.

- [WINNIE] Okay.

Martha, Martha, Martha!


McLendon residence.

Thank God you answered.

[WINNIE] Martha.


Um, can I call you back later?

I'm-I'm in the middle of something.

[MARTHA] No, no, no, no.
I have no time. I have no time.

I ha... I don't know what's happening

here, but I'm being held prisoner.

They're holding me here.
They're keeping me here.

Who's keeping you where?

[MARTHA] It's got something to do

with this Watergate break-in.
McCord was there.

Read something about it in the paper.

I don't know what it is, but just...

[WINNIE] Okay, Martha, can you
just slow down, all right?

Start at... start the beginning.
What's happening?

- [MARTHA] I j...
- [WINNIE] Martha?

- Oh, God.
- Can you hear me?

[MARTHA] Get away from me. Winnie?

- [WINNIE] Hello!
- Get away from me.

- Hand me the phone.
- I...

- Get away from me!
- Martha!

[MARTHA] No! Please get away from me!

- No! [YELPS]
- Ma...



- [PETER] Barry! Get her!

- Mrs. Mitchell...

- No! No! Let me go!
- [PETER] Calm down.

[MARTHA] Get off of me! Leave me alone!

- Get off me!

[PETER] Mrs. Mitchell, calm down!


♪ And I'm telling you ♪

♪ It's too late to turn back now ♪

♪ I believe, I believe I believe ♪

♪ I'm falling in love ♪

♪ It's too late to turn back now... ♪

[PETER] Mrs. Mitchell.

You're okay. You're okay.

Give me your hand.

- Let me help you.

Here, here. It's okay.

It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you.
Give me your hand.

♪ ♪

- Ah! God damn it!

You broke my f*cking finger, you b*tch!


Get my bag. It's there.

Don't f*cking move.

Please! Please don't hurt me anymore.

Please. Please.

I'm sorry. Please.

I promise I'll be quiet.
Please. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'll be quiet.


Hurry up.


Please don't. Please...


♪ I believe, I believe ♪

♪ I believe I'm falling in love ♪

♪ It's too late to turn back now ♪

♪ I believe, I believe I believe ♪

♪ I'm falling in love... ♪


Oh, f*ck. Oh, God. Yeah.

- [MO] John.
- Almost. I'm just... oh, God.


- Uh...
- [DEAN] Yeah?

- ...necklace.
- [DEAN] Oh, sorry.

- It's just...
- That's okay.

No, wait.

I can... I-I can get it back.

It's... oh, sh*t. Is it out? f*ck.

We can just... it's-it's...

[DEAN] Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God. Jesus Christ.

- [DEAN] Ugh.
- [MO] It's okay.

Every woman dreams of a man
who'll go for a full hour...

and a half.

I'm sorry.

Oh f*ck.

I'm gonna go make myself a drink.


[MO] I need to get some writing done.

- Wait. No.
- [MO] You know what? I know.

I know what's going on here, okay?

It's clearly... you-you-you
stood me up last week,

and you begged me
to come to D.C., and now...

The president had urgent
business. I told you that.

[MO] ...when I'm actually here,
your mind is somewhere else.

I mean, you made me
take a cab home after dinner

so you could get back to work, John.

Mo, this is not about you.

[MO] That's exactly what I'm saying.
I know what it feels like

when a man loses interest.

[DEAN] What? No.

This is not me losing interest.

[MO] It's absolutely fine
if you're over it.

I've got other friends in town,
and I-I'm just...

- Wait.
- I'm gonna...

I'm just gonna go out.

Wait. I don't want you to go out.

How did going out even come into it?

I would just rather not
do this if it's not real,

- so let's just call it.
- No.

This was fun, this was a fling,
and now it's over.

That's... there's
nothing wrong with that.

I love spending time with you.

You know how many people
I love spending time with?

No people. Zero.

I... look. I know you... yeah.

You're right. I am distracted.

I... there's a lot going on,
and, uh, you know

the-the f*cking Porsche sh*t,
and Dickie Moore

- got in my head today, and...
- What?

Why are you listening to Dickie Moore?

- He's angling for your job.

You are here now with me.
Can you be here with me?

- Yes.
- I mean, John, please?

I'm sorry. Yes.

- Come on.
- Of course.

Wait, y-you don't think he's actually
angling for my job, do you?

- Goodbye.
- Wait. What?

You know what? Why don't you just go

and take care of whatever this is

that's going on
that you need to take care of?

And hey, don't bother me
until you're ready

to look me in the eye when you f*ck me.

Hey. What?

I made eye contact!


f*ck you.

♪ ♪

[LANO] All right, we got it from here.

- Yup.
- Thank you.


♪ ♪

- [MAGALLANES] Hey, Ang?
- [LANO] Hmm?

[MAGALLANES] Perfect vantage point.

♪ ♪

Lakeview Country Club, $ . .

E. Howard Hunt.


[HUNT] Uh, let's see.
I got bad eyes here.


Yeah, that certainly does
look like my signature.

[LANO] So you would say
it's within possibility

that that check belongs
to you, right, Mr. Hunt?

Uh, sorry. Don't get the relevance.

[LANO] Well, we sat down

with one of the burglars this morning,

a Mr. James McCord.

Don't know him. Never heard of him.

- [LANO] Never?
- Nope.


He was surprisingly candid about his...

leadership role in the break-in.

Oh, yeah? Well, that's great.

Then you would get some
information, no doubt, right?

A guy like that with his,

shall we say, retrograde racial outlook?

There's no way he would have
ever thought to hire those Cubans.


You got the B team in with you today.

[LAUGHS] You know what?

I actually thought the same thing,

but then I figured,
hey, Italians need work too.

- [HUNT] Terrific.

Anyway, we inferred that there were

more people involved in the break-in.

Operational specialists
above McCord's pay grade.

- [HUNT] Pardon me?
- We're talking about lookouts.

[LANO] Which led us to the
Howard Johnson's across the street.

Perfect sight line
down to the Watergate.

Front desk clerk showed us to a room

belonging to a bunch of guys
who checked out in a hurry.

Guess what we found in the trash can.


Found this check made out by you.

I can't explain that.

It would suggest that
you were across the street

from the Watergate at the time
of the break-in, would it not?

[HUNT] Why would it suggest that?

You can make all the
suggestions you want, but...

- [LANO] It doesn't?
- [HUNT] No.

- [LANO] No?
- [HUNT] This?

This is circumstantial.
This means nothing.

[LANO] So that check
just walked itself in?

- What the f*ck?
- [HUNT] You could have planted it.

Who-who knows? I don't know.

[MAGALLANES] Are these your kids?

[HUNT] Those are my children, yes.

- All of them?
- [HUNT] All of them.

I... we made them all.

- Both of us. Together.

[LANO] So what'd you-what'd you
have to eat that night?

- [HUNT] Spaghetti.
- [LANO] What kind of sauce?

[DOROTHY] Oh, I know
what he's talking about.

[HUNT] What?

[DOROTHY] He wants me to admit
to my secret ingredient.

Smoked "pah-pri-kah."

- Oh, for f*ck's sake.
- [DOROTHY] Excuse me?

Hey, hey, hey, hey with the language.

Mr. Hunt, you were there.

You left your check at the scene.

Guys, this is completely circumstantial.

[MAGALLANES] You-you see...
You see these trash cans?

Are you really gonna tell me
that the smoldering trash cans

you got out there, that's not
a textbook evidence f*re?

The kids wanted s'mores.

[HUNT] The kids are making
s'mores, for God's sake.

- They're making s'mores.
- In a trash can f*re?

Do you have any other questions for us?

I do have a question.

Can you point me towards,
uh, the restroom, please?

[LAUGHS] Oh, certainly.

It's just, uh...
It's just down the hallway.

- [LANO] Okay.
- To your left.

[HUNT] Paprika. Uh, "pah-pri-kah."

I've never heard it like that.

[DOROTHY] Don't get lost.

[LANO] It's a beautiful house.

[DOROTHY] Thank you.

[LANO] Oh, these are cute pictures.

[MAGALLANES] All right, let's, um...

Let's go over this one more time.

- You were CIA.
- [HUNT] I was.

And you're telling me that
it would be a stretch to say

that you might have met these Cubans
sometime around the Bay of Pigs?

The Bay of what?


[LANO] Got you.

Thank you so much.

Oh, anything we can do to help.

[HUNT] You're welcome.

- Take care.
- Stop by anytime.

Why are you rushing us out?

I was just getting my flow in there.

- Liddy.
- What?

- Gordon Liddy.
- Liddy.

You don't know Liddy?
He's-he's a legend.

He's a legendary agent.

Didn't he f*re a nine-millimeter

- in a courtroom once?
- Yes, yes. He's f*cking insane.

- Okay, what about him?
- Mm.

Complex mission. Huge room service bill.

Wait, you're saying Liddy
might be our man on this?

[LANO] I saw a f*cking picture
of him and Hunt in the hallway.

♪ ♪



- sh*t. sh*t, sh*t, sh*t! God!

[PERSON] Mr. Liddy?
Need some help in there?

Nope. No, no. Don't come in here, Judy.

No, no, no, no, no, no! Not-not...

Thought I told you
never to come in here.

I'm sorry, Mr. Liddy.

Uh, there are two men here to see you,

uh, from the FBI.





Hey, Angelo,

you remember back at Metro,
we were saying

how this has to be
a professional operation,

that these guys gotta be
five steps ahead of us?


What if we're wrong?

What if they're just morons?

♪ ♪

Salutations, gentlemen.

I'm G. Gordon Liddy.


♪ ♪

[SHERIFF] Ma'am?

You sure you want to do this?

We-we can turn around right now.
There ain't no shame in it.

No. I want to see.

♪ ♪


[SHERIFF] Well, well, least
he wasn't on the streets.

It's, uh, in there.

That's-that's where he d*ed.

♪ ♪

I knew your daddy mostly
through the penal system.

George, he wasn't a... wasn't a bad man.

Sense he felt he was misrepresented

by-by his own actions.

♪ ♪

That is a mighty fine watch.

Your daddy carried that proudly.

I got the... I got the same one.


Dunlaps' bargain bin.

You believe that? Years back.

Damn thing's still ticking, though.

Keeps on ticking.

I'm afraid you're mistaken.

You never knew my father.

You knew some other man.

♪ ♪


It's me.

It's all right.

Dad's here.

He-he came back to get us.

[SIGHS] Hello, bubby.

Room for two out here?

I want you to know
that I fired those bastards,

both of them, Peter and what's-his-name.

I told them to look out for you.

For a few days. That's all.

They had no right roughing
you up the way they did.


If I could go back in time...

Is this the way you want it?

When you get back to the White House,

give d*ck regards for me.

[MITCHELL] I'm not going back
to the White House.

When I heard what they did
to you out here,

I submitted my resignation.

Should be on the news soon.

I think d*ck's processing it.

I know it's hard to believe...

...but I've always tried to be
a good husband to you, Martha.

[FARMER] Yeah, you can
tell your guy to leave.

She's running like a champ.

Just needed a little clean-out
on the intake, that's all.

[LAUGHS] My guy said it would
take weeks to fix the transmission.

Ah, not that complicated.

Same Kraut that made this car

did them VWs for h*tler.

n*zi tended to keep things
pretty simple.


The magic ain't in the car, son.


It's in the name.


Right name can move mountains.

- Can I use your phone?
- Well, sure.

[SIGHS] God.

Darn it.

Honey, I think there's
someone here to see you.

Yes. I can see that.



That is a tasty burger.

Well, thank you for meeting me
at-at such short notice,

uh, Director Gray, sir.

I-I-I know things have been very busy

over at the, uh,
bureau since you took over.

To tell you the truth,

I normally wouldn't take this meeting...

but your man said it had
something to do with the president.

Well, you see, sir, uh...

...this box

contains highly sensitive material

that could be very damaging
to the president

if it were to get out.


I have been instructed to get rid of it.

I see.

And, well, to be honest with you, sir,

I-I just want to do
the right thing here,

and-and, uh,

that is why I-I cannot do

as I have been instructed to do.

Why is that?


...I'm just too close
to the president, you know?

I'm-I'm in the Oval three times a week.

I know his kids, for Pete's sake...

Tricia and-and-and the other one...

And, you know, I-I just can't
run the risk of this

bl*wing back on d*ck, you know.

And that's why when I... when I
raised these very concerns

to him personally yesterday,

he decided that it shouldn't
be me that handles it.

It should be you.

Are you telling me

that the president asked for me
to do this...


d*ck and I feel that this way, uh,

if there's ever a question, you know,

the administration can honestly say

that we handed the information
over to the FBI

to be handled... by you.

Is the president...

mad at me?

Did I cross him in some way?

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.
Gosh, no, no, no. No.

You're looking at this all wrong, Pat.

Uh, may I call you Pat? No?

Don't think of this as a...
As a punishment.

Think of this as... an opportunity.

d*ck'll owe you one for this.

So will I.


So like a real meeting?

Not just a handshake and a hand job?

No, Rose Mary specifically
said, "Clear the whole hour."

President really wants
to get to know me.

- Look out, Strom Thurmond.

There's a new swinging d*ck in town.

- You hear that?

- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Is that...

What the f*ck's he doing here?

I don't know.

All right. Let me deal with this.

What the hell are you doing?

Do you know what could happen
if we're seen together?

[LIDDY] I came in
through the service entrance.

Took evasive measures.

I had a newspaper which I used
to partially cover my face.

So, how have you been?

- How have I been?
- Yeah.

I've been trying to clear up your
f*cking mess. That's how I've been.

No, I mean how have you been personally?

I, uh, heard you
and that platinum blonde number

- are on the rocks.
- What?

How do you know about that?

These things travel. I'm so sorry.

She seemed like a profoundly
decent young woman.

Ingeniously healthy bust, as well.

Gordon, I do not want to talk
about this with you, okay?

- [DEAN] Hello.
- [LIDDY] Hi.

- Lo siento. I-I'll leave.
- [LIDDY] No, no, no. Está bien.

- Está bien.
- Gracias.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

All right, will you please just tell me
why the f*ck you're here?

First, I need to know
that I'm correct in assuming

that you're the damage control officer

of this Watergate problem.

Excuse me?

I need to know how much
you need to know.

And if you're
the damage control officer,

then you need to know it all.
Do you follow?

Yes. Fine. What's wrong?

A couple of FBI agents
paid me a visit the other day.

I managed to stave them off,
but it's only a matter of time

before they bring me in, Hunt too.

The bureau's handled.


Pat Gray.

Pat Gray is feeding me
their reports, okay?

You satisfied?

Oh, director of the FBI.
Very impressive.

How did you manage that?

I managed.

Seems I underestimated you, Dean.

Con permiso.

[LIDDY] Sí, sí. Naturalmente.

As for my men
who've already been arrested,

they're soldiers; they won't talk.

But it's imperative
that we post bail and soon.

- Of course. Of course.
- There's just one more thing.


La luz.



I need you to know
that I meant what I said

about taking full responsibility

for what's transpired.

I am prepared to suffer

the necessary consequences
of my actions.

Right, sure. I appreciate that.

For instance,

if I were to go out
for a jog one morning,

much like this one,

and if, on that jog, I were
to be sh*t through the forehead

with a high-caliber b*llet
from a sn*per's r*fle,

I would happily accept that outcome.

Uh, uh, well, that's, um...

that's certainly
very thoughtful of you, Gordon.

Uh, I-I-I don't think
we're quite there yet.

I know, but if it were
to come to that...

- Well, I don't think it will.
- But if it were...

if it were,

you should know that I'm ready

to make an offering

of myself...


...for the kingdom.

♪ ♪


- You all right?
- Mm-hmm.

It's just some... chemical vapors.

These are dark days, compadre,

but we'll get through them
one way or another.

I'm proud to take my orders
from you from now on.

- Wh-what did you say?
- [LIDDY] You hadn't heard?

Nixon fired Mitchell.

That loudmouth b*tch wife of his

was becoming too much of a liability.

You're at the center of this now.

♪ ♪


♪ ♪

- [PETER] Hey, pal.
- [CHILD] Daddy, you're home.

[PETER] All right, don't get up.

I'm just coming in to say good night.

- Put your hands up!

What happened to your finger?

Oh, Daddy had a little accident.

You know what?

I brought you... a present.


[PETER] See this watch?

Do you know who it once belonged to?

♪ ♪

[MITCHELL] We could get
a place in the country.

Maybe even in Pine Bluff.

Your daddy always wanted
a ranch, isn't that right?

Said he was a king.

[MITCHELL] What's that, honey?


♪ ♪