Mad City

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Any comments about | a possible indictment?

I have to get to the hospital.

Perhaps you can empathize | with the people...

...who've been wiped out | of their savings.

- What about them? | - No comment.

You know how many people | you've hurt?

How many senior citizens | over the age of 65...?

Mr. Burns may have had | no comment for KXBD...

...but he may find his voice | for the district attorney.

Inquiries made prompted | an investigation...

in the Foothill Federal Bank scandal.

- We're not using that. | - It's an exclusive.

It's conjecture.

Let me have another crack. | Tell him to answer me.

- Why? | - You're not a judge. We're not a jury.

- Lou, you know him, right? | - Yes.

- You play golf. | - Yes.

His wife has cancer. Leave him alone.

- Wait. Three questions. | - No.

He's a sleaze. He stole money.

He took the savings...

We say that the man has no comment. | We don't ambush him at work.

- I just wanna ask him one question. | - No!

You are relentless, you know?

You forget, we cover the news...

...of this area | for the people of this area.

And we are not going anyplace. | Are we going anyplace, Max?

- If they wanted me in New York... | - They don't.

You better come to terms with that.

In the 11 months I've been here, | you've gone from a 3 share to a 9.

Excuse me! Excuse me, people!

Whose week was it | to kiss Max Brackett's ass?

- It makes you look like network. | - There's a line I won't cross.

I'm not asking you that.

I'm saying, move the line, | you get the story.

- Bob, are you going out to the museum? | - Yeah.

Mr. Brackett's taking that assignment.

The state has let off | some people there.

You'll relate to the story.

- I have to finish my edit. | - I'll do it.

You are an a**hole.

- What am I? | - A wonderful human being.

Laurie? Go down to the museum | with Mr. Brackett.

You could run tape. | Maybe we'll use it.

She's an intern.

Then you can be her mentor. | Teach her how to move the line.

- Hi. | - I'm gay.

- Mr. Brackett? | - Max.

- Max, can I put a microphone on you? | - Yes.

We'll get the curator to tell us | why the museum faces budget cuts.

Then we'll find a few locals | to tell us...

...that without it, | the city's a dog kennel.

And then you're taking me to lunch.

- Answer. | - You're done.

- That the answer? You did it wrong. | - What?

It's much better on the lapel.

- We're looking for the curator. | - I know you. TV, right?

- Right. | - You're the TV guy.

- You're the museum guy. | - The guard.

- The museum has financial problems? | - Tell me about it.

There used to be two of us. | You never know who's gonna be next.

Maybe we'll get you | to say that on camera.

All right. You'll find | Mrs. Banks through there.

- We don't pay much. | - More than I make here.

Not the Mohawks. The Miwoks | are from northern California...

...and have a rich past.

We exhibit the largest display | of Indian baskets...

...assembled by a museum.

Some say it's not responsible to pour | money into a dying institution.

Then let's close the libraries | and symphonies.

If we do not learn from our past, | we will be...

... doomed to relive it.

- Yes, Mort. | - I see dinosaurs.

The fear is that the museum | might share the same fate.

That's right, Mort.

- Very good. Thanks.

- It's okay, Mort. | - Okay, we're clear.

- You must've done this before. | - Good heavens, no. I haven't.

I feel strongly about the museum. | My great-grandfather founded it.

I thank you and wish you the best.

Hey, you, come on down from there.

- In the next room is a stuffed dodo. | - No!

- The mike. | - Why are they together?

One's Cretaceous, | the other's Jurassic.

- Yes, I know. Come on, let's go. | - Why are they together?

Stop being such an idiot.

Wanna get some B-roll outside?

- Where's the bathroom? | - Right there.

Get ready. | I'll do a standup for the news.

Sorry. Sorry.

I'm in front of the museum...

...where the past collides | with the present.

No, you're standing at the urinal | at the museum. Look who's here.

Your friend, Dick, | an upstanding young man.

No, no longer upstanding.

Tell me, Dick, what's your comment?

Max, I think you should get packed.

I got screwed there. | But that's more than you get here.

As long we're on the subject, | I have a little tickle...

...for that camera girl working | for you. Really?

She's just right for me.

Sam? You shouldn't be here.

Mrs. Banks, you gotta listen.

- I don't have to do anything. | - One minute.

- There's nothing I can do. | - I'll take a reduction.

- Do you have a hearing problem? | - No.

- This is out of my hands. | - But...

You're wasting both of our times. | You must leave now.

You get out of here!

Right now!

Now will you listen? | Will you listen now?

Are you? Are you gonna listen to me?

- You gotta be kidding. | - No, I'm not.

Hold up, hold up!

Now just stay there, okay? | And hush up.

And don't be scared of the gun. | I gotta talk to her.

I need five minutes with you, | that's all.

- Don't point that at me. | - Just be quiet.

Is this some kind of a joke?

It won't be so funny | when the police arrive.

Shut up!

Give me the keys.

Come on, give me the keys.

Damn.

- Come over here. This way. | - Quietly.

Laurie? Laurie?

- I hope we get to see shooting. | - Yeah.

Van 2, this is Laurie.

from Max Brackett?

Okay. Mr. Brack... I mean, Max?

- There's a man with a gun in here. | - Where are you?

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