Beyond A Reasonable Doubt Page #3

- No.

- Well, it's not a pretty sight.

It just so happens that the folks

who own this place

have this funny little obsession

about ratings.

It seems that ratings pay the rent.

No ratings, no rent.

So you guys are both

going on general assignment.

- Oh, come on.

- I don't like this any more than you do.

Hey, I saw your documentary.

That's why I hired you. I know you're good.

- What about this story?

- What story?

You've got some stones coming

in here using the word proof.

You answer me one simple question:

How in the hell could Detective Merchant

plant that cigarette at the crime scene

when the interview took place

three days after

the crime scene photographs

were taken?

Well...

Pick up your assignments

at the front desk and get out of here.

I would just like to say

that is an excellent tie.

Out!

I've been assigned to our fearless

sportscaster and his lovely toupee.

You're doing a piece on people

over 65 who run the 10k.

Hunter's dirty.

I can feel it in my bones.

And I'm gonna prove it.

I've worked too hard to go back

to baby rhinos at the zoo.

There's baby rhinos at the zoo?

What? No, it's a metaphor.

- You know, baby rhinos, kitten in a tree.

- Right.

- So there's no baby rhinos?

- Would you shut up?

Hey, CJ, that woman

is on the line again.

Yeah, okay.

I'll take it.

- Yeah, line 7.

- Thanks.

- Do you mind?

- No, not at all. Go ahead.

- Get the hell out of here.

- Call me if you need me.

Hello?

Yeah.

Listen, now's...

this isn't really a good time.

Yes.

No, I'm not.

Things aren't going

very well for me right now.

I understand.

Okay.

I will.

I promise.

Thank you.

You should have seen

that 10k.

There should be an age limit

for wearing spandex.

Sorry I missed it.

I didn't come out here

to do stories like that.

Who does?

Right.

You're not staring at me.

You told me I wasn't allowed to.

I didn't think you'd actually listen.

I'm feeling too sorry for myself

to do any good staring.

- That's a damn shame.

- I could try.

Give it your best shot.

That's not too bad.

I could do much better.

This is my B stare.

If I ever give you my full stare...

Shut up.

Keep staring.

I felt so sorry for you.

You looked so sad

at the table.

Ah yes, the whole

end-of-my-career thing.

I was making that up.

It's not the end of your career.

- It's not exactly a promotion.

- Yeah, but it's not the end.

All you have to do

is something really good.

Really good,

and they'll have to put it on.

Well, I...

think I might have something.

Might have.

- Maybe.

- Well, what is it?

Not now.

I just can't tell you now.

I don't even have it yet.

And it's privileged.

Everything I said

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