Dark Waters (2019) - full transcript

A corporate defense attorney takes on an environmental lawsuit against a chemical company that exposes a lengthy history of pollution.

I'll give you a boost

if you want.

I don't need your help.

Ooh. Hell,

she got you, buddy.

- Toss them beers.

- Here you go.

- You got it?

- Okay, let's go!

All right. All right.

Hold up, hold up!

The beer.

Take this. Take this.

Come on.

These damn shoes!

- Whoo! Come on in, it's warm!

- Come on, buddy!

Look, you can even wash your hair!

I washed mine last month.

Whoo!

Laura, Keith, come here!

Look what I found.

- Holy shit.

- What the hell's that?

- What is it?

- The hell you doing?

Get out of here, now!

- Geez!

- Come on!

Goddamn kids.

Turn off the beam, fool!

Steve from Dow,

Ted from Union Carbide...

Jerry from Exxon

and Andy from Allied.

Welcome to Taft Law,

gentlemen.

Before we get started,

a little housekeeping.

Um, all of you know

this young man

as the dedicated

Taft associate

who for the past

eight years has

buried himself

in the Superfund law.

I'm not paying

for that cleanup.

Still it is my pleasure

to share with you

that just last week,

Rob Bilott was welcomed as a partner

here at Taft,

Stettinius & Hollister.

Good morning. Taft Law.

One moment. I'll connect you.

Good morning. Taft Law.

One moment, please.

It's the Governor's office

calling for uh,

calling for Mr. Burke.

May I help you?

Wilbur Tennant

calling on Robbie Bilott.

EPA has saddled them

with the whole bill

and given your client's

history at that site,

that's a real possibility.

- I'll take it back to them.

- Good. Tab 12, Middletown...

I know. I'm sorry.

- But they won't leave.

- Who's they?

I don't know.

They say they know you.

- Um...

- Robert Bilott?

Um, yes.

They call it a landfill.

A dump's what it is.

They told my brother and me

no chemicals, just trash.

But we ain't stupid.

I made them videotapes myself.

All the proof you need.

They're poisonin' the creek,

killing my animals.

- I'm in the middle of a meeting.

- So, I want a lawyer.

Every damn one in Parkersburg's

too yella to take my case.

Rob. He wants you

back in there.

They all scared shitless

at DuPont.

Well, I ain't scared

of nobody.

Okay.

Kathleen is my paralegal.

She's gonna give you

a directory of lawyers.

That's why

I called your grandma.

- What?

- My neighbor who tells me,

call Alma White.

Her grandson's some fancy environment

lawyer down in Cincinnati.

Sir, I am a corporate

defense attorney.

- So?

- I defend chemical companies.

- Well, now you can defend me.

- Rob!

Uh, 30 seconds, Tom.

- Uh, I'm sorry, Mr...

- Tennant.

I can offer you

a referral.

But I just don't see how I

can be of any help to you.

You can start by watching

them tapes for one thing.

Oh, let's go, Earl.

I'm sorry.

I... I wish you all the luck.

I don't need

your damn luck, boy!

- I need your help!

- Rob!

Come on.

I'm not arguing

with the overall analysis.

My only point is that

whatever we decide upon...

Thank you, gentlemen.

Do you know

where we're going?

There's a place

right around the corner.

- Yeah?

- What the hell was that all about?

- He knows my grandmother.

- Really?

Well, my mom's from

West Virginia.

Uh, from a town,

Parkersburg.

Not us. My...

my father was Air Force.

We...

We moved around a lot,

but we spent

the summers there.

- Come on, Terp. You're buying.

- Of course I am.

You can be

from West Virginia, Rob.

I won't tell anyone.

All right, gentlemen.

Morton's it is.

Still deigned to eat

with us lowly associates?

You can't drive

an American car.

Taft-Hartley,

union busting?

We practically invented it.

"We?"

Besides, I know

a highly esteemed partner

who still drives American.

- Some real clunkers too.

- Okay,

yeah, but he

collects them.

That's different.

Like his

no-name college

and law school.

- No offense.

- Are you listening to this?

Hey, you guys go ahead,

all right?

- Look, I didn't mean anything by it.

- No. I gotta make a call.

It's all right.

I'll see you there.

Okay, we'll save you

a fish log.

- You can be such an asshole.

- Karla, it was a joke.

- Yeah.

- We always joke.

Oh, yeah. You guys are

a couple of jokesters.

You've

reached the residence of Alma White.

I can't come to the phone

right now...

He's good. He's home

early tonight actually.

Tell him I

said, howdy, partner.

She says,

"Howdy, partner."

Are we ever gonna

see him again on Sundays?

Yes, he can still come

to Sunday dinners, Mom.

He's a partner,

not the President of the United States.

I wanna make...

Do you have my Bundt pan?

Returned it.

Where?

I looked under the counter.

It's the right hand cupboard,

in the plastic. Yeah.

Okay, well,

we just sat down.

All right, dear.

So, I gotta go.

Love to Rob and Teddy.

All right, see you Sunday.

Love to Dad.

Talk to you later.

Can you pretend to be

surprised about the cake?

She wants it

to be very special.

Oh, and the granite samples

came in.

Can you pick them up

on your way home tomorrow?

- Mmm.

- Rob?

Hmm? Uh, sure.

You okay?

Yes.

Bless us, our Lord

and thy gifts

which we are about to receive

from thy bounty

through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Thank you, God.

Thank you for our family.

Thank you.

- Hi, Grammers.

- What on earth!

I tried to call,

but you weren't picking up.

Oh, well, you know me.

My two fake knees.

What are you doing here?

A farmer came to see me.

Wilbur Tennant?

You do know him.

I don't socialize with him,

if that's what you mean.

Inez Graham owned the farm

next to his.

I used to take you and Beth

over there when you were little.

That's the place?

Hmm.

- You rode that pony.

- Ah!

I loved that place.

Saw a cow

for the first time.

Learned to milk it.

I remember

you sittin' there for hours

making sure you got

every last drop.

Just like you.

There.

Hmm.

So you gonna help him?

Huh?

You come up the holler,

dump's up the hill.

Since I started

complaining about my creek,

fence goes up.

All blocked off.

Hi, I'm Rob.

Sandra.

The State, any veterinarian

I've called in Parkersburg,

they will not

return my phone calls.

Like I bite the hand

that feeds.

- No, it's all right. I've already...

- This here's a gall.

Look at the size of it.

Ain't never seen

no gall that big.

Bigger than the heart.

That your cows'?

Look at them teeth.

Black as night. Here.

Hoof, all turned in

on itself.

Half my calves born

with hooves like that.

Tumor, I done

cut off the back a heifer.

How'd ya like

that on your table?

What am I looking for?

You blind, boy?

Stones as white

as the hairs on my head.

Bleached! That's chemicals,

I'm telling ya.

My animals drink this water.

Cool off in 'er.

Get them bloody welts,

them dead eyes.

Charge at me, crazy-like.

Animals that used to eat

out of my own hand.

Where are

the rest of them?

Come on.

Beginnin', I'd bury 'em.

Each one. They're family.

It got to be so many,

pile 'em up, set fire to...

How many did you lose?

190.

190 cows?

You tell me

nothing's wrong here.

And this landfill

wasn't always here?

No. My brother Jim used to dig

ditches over at the DuPont plant.

Got sick, couldn't

do it no more.

One day they come to him, offering

to buy his land right up that holler.

They promised no chemicals.

And I assume you

reached out to DuPont?

DuPont, the State,

the Feds.

I called everybody

there is dozens of times.

- EPA finally comes out here.

- Oh, they did.

- All for some report.

- What did it say?

You think they're

gonna show me?

Okay.

He's been like this all day.

Okay. Go on.

Of course, you're

a perfect angel for Daddy.

- Did you get the tile?

- Um, I'm sorry. No.

Rob.

I didn't drive into town today.

I'm sorry.

What do you mean

you didn't drive into town?

I had to go

to Parkersburg.

Parkersburg? Why'd you

have to go to Parkersburg?

I may have a client there.

In West Virginia? What kind

of a case would you have?

He's a farmer. He knows

my Grammer. Not well, but...

So, you saw her?

Was your mother there?

Oh, come on, Sarah. I didn't

sneak off to see my mother.

- So, why did you sneak off?

- I didn't.

Our speaker tonight's no

Stranger to the Taft family.

Phillip Donnelly,

Phil to us,

serves as in-house

Corporate Counsel at DuPont.

Not only one of America's most

revered chemical companies,

but one of the few

giants of the industry

- that Taft doesn't represent.

- Not yet anyway!

That's the spirit, James.

We asked Phil here tonight,

not just to show him what he's missing,

but to hear how a renowned

leader of our industry

stays that way.

Please welcome Phil Donnelly.

- Wish me luck.

- Go get 'em, Phil!

Thank you.

At DuPont, we're not producing

chemicals for chemical's sake.

We're producing them

for people's sake.

To make folks' lives easier.

Happier, longer.

That's why better living

through chemistry

is not just

a slogan at DuPont.

It's our DNA.

- Hey, Rob.

- Hello, Phil.

- Is it true what Tom tells me?

- Yeah, it's true.

- Well, good on them. They're lucky to have you.

- Thanks, Phil.

Like I always tell

my younger associates,

just keep your head down

and do the work.

Thanks. Uh, Phil, can I ask

you sort of an odd question?

Shoot.

Does the name

Wilbur Tennant ring a bell?

- Tennet, did you say?

- Tennant.

No. Not that I recall.

Mr. Tennant's a farmer

from West Virginia.

His property abuts one of

your landfills, Dry Run.

And his cows

have been getting sick.

He thinks possibly because of the

runoff from the landfill into his creek.

You're kidding me.

How did this come to you?

- Hey, Phil!

- He's a farmer. He's...

My grandmother's

from Parkersburg.

Really? Washington Works.

Great plant.

- Right. She knows the Tennants.

- So Grandma's on your back?

Something like that.

Anyway, uh...

The farmer said the EPA came out,

took a look around. I wondered...

- The name of the landfill again?

- Dry Run.

Dry Run. Dry...

You know, that does ring a

bell, now that you mention it.

We may have even sent

some folks out there.

If I remember correctly,

help EPA check it out.

That's gotta be it.

So, I'd love to share whatever came of that

with Mr. Tennant.

Help settle his nerves.

Absolutely. Soon as I'm back in

Wilmington, I'll take a look.

- Thanks, Phil. I really appreciate it.

- Happy to do it.

Now, let's get a drink and

toast you, my friend. You.

Okay.

Mr. Tennant!

Mr. Tennant,

I have the report.

Sons of bitches!

Who the hell they think they are?

- Who gives them the right?

- It's an evaluation.

Evalu, Hatchet

job's what it is.

I been farming my

entire life. Entire life!

You read that. You tell me

you recognize my farm.

- Mr. Tennant...

- Read it!

"The herd health

investigation revealed

"deficiency

in herd management.

"Including poor nutrition,

"inadequate veterinary care

and lack of fly control."

You see any flies here?

It's snowing.

Can't stop making excuses

for 'em, can you?

It could be pests.

They consulted a vet.

Whose vet? DuPont?

Look at yourself. Swallowin' whole,

whatever they been feeding ya.

Can't tell truth from lie.

You even watch them tapes

I gave you?

- Sir, I am trying to help!

- Quiet.

- Trying to help.

- Stop movin'.

Easy, now. Easy.

Get in. Slow.

Forgive me, girl.

Jesus.

Need something to

warm you up right about now?

Well, how about this?

Almost heaven, West Virginia

Blue Ridge Mountains,

Shenandoah River

Life is old there,

older than the trees

Younger than the mountains

Blowing like the breeze

Country roads, take me home

To the place...

I belong

West Virginia...

mountain mama

Take me home...

...this cow's eyes are cloudy

with pink eyes is what they'll call it.

Anyway, her eyes are sunk

way back in her head.

She's poor as a whippoorwill.

And I'm gonna cut her open and

find out what caused her to die.

Because I was feeding

her enough feed...

that she should've gained

weight instead of losin' weight.

This is what

her teeth looks like.

That's the upper one.

But this one here, I've never seen

anything like it in my lifetime.

Even the veterinarian,

he admitted...

he never saw anything like

this before in his life either.

So, what are you

proposing we do?

File a claim, trigger discovery and

find out what's in that landfill.

- You wanna sue DuPont?

- Targeted.

- Property dispute. Routine stuff.

- Not routine. Not around here.

I know, but, Tom,

if you'd actually seen it.

His farm is like a graveyard.

There's something very wrong.

So, he should

hire a local lawyer.

None of them will do it.

They're all terrified of DuPont.

- Well, what does that tell you?

- We know DuPont.

They're gonna wanna hear

if some of their local guys

are screwing something up.

Oh, so they're gonna

thank us for suing.

Better us than the EPA.

I mean, new partners are supposed

to bring in business, right?

So, your farmer

can swing 275 an hour?

It'd be on contingency.

Jesus. What are we,

coupon chasers now?

It's a small matter for a family friend.

I'll get in and I'll get out.

- Help a guy that needs it.

- Who? The farmer or you?

Surgical. You hear me?

Absolutely. Thank you.

Come on, Rob.

Of course, I'm gonna take your call.

Even though, I was,

I admit, a little surprised.

I mean, getting

sued by Taft Law.

It's not every day.

Or any day, frankly.

I know. I'm sorry.

Look, you and I are friends.

This is a minor issue.

No reason it

should get messy.

Thank you. I totally agree.

Yeah, I'm putting you on speaker phone.

So, you wanna know

if we violated our permits.

Pretty much, yeah.

Okay, then. I'll have our

guys send over anything...

related to hazardous wastes

at Dry Run.

And I'll tell them to hurry

it up this time. How's that?

- Thank you. That sounds great.

- And don't stress. I forgive you.

Thanks, Phil.

You took your baby

into the office?

- I needed a bigger trunk.

- Why?

Discovery for the Tennant

case came in today.

Oh. Oh, you started before me.

You're so fast! Whoa.

Good boy.

Rob's missing

such a lovely day.

Law's a jealous mistress, Mom.

Means it comes with the territory.

Let's go over here!

Nice! Thank you!

That's what I'm talking about right there.

All right. Let's go. One more.

One more. All right.

Poly...

Is that...

No.

- How's my favorite plaintiff's attorney?

- Hey, help me out, will ya?

You're a run of a mill

dump, nothing but trash.

You sound like

my first girlfriend.

Why a requisition order

for 55-gallon containers?

Conspiracy.

Standard size drums.

Ash, ash-byproduct, glass tubing,

plastic, paper waste. It's just trash.

You pile it onto a truck, drive it away.

You don't pack it into drums.

- So, they've got liquid waste.

- Not hazardous.

Or they'd have to disclose it.

So, what is killing these cows?

- It's not paper and ash.

- Well, maybe it's human error.

They're dumping something in

there they don't know is toxic.

Kim, it's DuPont. They know

more than the EPA does.

Everyone knows more

than the EPA does.

Why else would they

let us regulate ourselves?

- What?

- Do we?

Do we what?

The EPA only started

regulating chemicals in '76.

Yeah?

They grandfather in every

existing chemical, non-hazardous,

unless they knew it was hazardous

or a company told them it was.

- We're saying the same thing.

- No, we're not. I'm saying

what if

a company didn't tell?

What if

the reason Phil Donnelly agreed

to discovery on hazardous

is because he knows

whatever's in that landfill

isn't even regulated?

Okay, now you are sounding

like a plaintiff's attorney.

- I've got a meeting.

- Hey, oh, wait, one second.

Have you heard of this,

um, PFOA?

No.

You know, it's mentioned here,

but I can't find anything about it

in any of the literature.

I don't even know if it's a chemical.

- Ask Phil.

- Well, thank you.

As I said,

Mr. Donnelly is still out of town.

I called last week and left two messages

and haven't heard back from him.

I'll be sure to tell him

that you called again.

Okay. Damn it.

- Your tickets to the Chemical Alliance dinner.

- Argh...

And, no, dark suit is not

the same as black tie.

Wouldn't he be going?

I don't know if Rob told you,

but I was a receptionist at Taft

- before law school.

- Is that right?

But well, I think the

right Bilott ended up there.

Harold, you're not

getting away from me.

- Would you excuse me?

- Sure, it was...

- It's great to see you.

- When is the...

That's funny.

Right away, I saw a little

of myself in Rob.

- Oh!

- One black sheep to another.

- My dad was a steel worker, you know.

- Was he?

Have you seen Phil?

No.

- So, you're an attorney?

- Oh, recovering.

I represented employers

in workmen's comp disputes.

But now, I stay at home

with our baby.

Well, that's the thing

with lady lawyers.

I wanna say hi to the Dow folks.

Have you seen them?

No, I've been looking

for Phil.

Did I tell you they

sent me some work?

- Dow? That's great!

- Just a small project. Like a try-out.

But if I impress them,

can you imagine if I brought on Dow?

None for me, thank you.

You're not...

I'm, uh...

You're... She's...

I'm...

I'm gonna wait as long as I can

to tell the firm. Obviously.

Would you excuse

us for a moment?

These lady lawyers

need a quick sidebar.

- Of course.

- No. No.

- He signs your paycheck. Be nice to him.

- Don't leave me.

- Congratulations.

- I know. I can't believe it.

Excuse me.

Rob, how are you?

Phil, I've been

trying to reach you.

So sorry, all this traveling.

How about I give you a shout tomorrow?

We're gonna need to broaden

discovery to everything

in that landfill,

hazardous or not.

Excuse me.

You kidding me?

No.

I think whatever's causing

the problems in there

isn't something the EPA

regulates or knows to regulate.

Sorry?

I'm seeing things in your

documents I don't understand.

You're seeing ghosts,

is what you're seeing, and frankly,

you're making an

ass of yourself.

Okay, then,

help me out.

I mean, like this.

I mean, what is

this PFOA?

What's that stand for?

Jesus.

You're on a goddamn

fishing expedition.

You wanna flush your

career down the toilet

for some cowhand?

Be my guest. I'm

done helping you.

Phil, I need to insist

on broadening discovery.

- Sue me!

- Uh...

I'm already suing you.

Welcome, everyone,

to the 14th Annual Ohio

Chemical Alliance...

- Fuck you!

- ...awards dinner.

Hick!

So, let's

get the fun started!

I'm sorry.

You're not the only

one who's sacrificed.

I just hope you know what you're doing.

You know the difference between

business and pleasure, right?

So, why on earth would you

engage in business conversations

- at a public function?

- Tom!

He's hiding something.

You saw his reaction.

Yeah, me and everyone

in that room.

Taft in a pissing

match with DuPont.

I am gonna get a court

order and force them

to tell me everything

that's in that landfill.

Jesus Christ! Now you wanna

actually take them to court.

And I'm gonna need local

counsel in West Virginia.

What happened

to routine stuff?

- Ask Phil Donnelly.

- God!

Of course,

I remember you.

Yeah, last time I saw you,

I think Phil Donnelly was

trying to get you to go

out on the links with us.

Yeah.

You what?

- Sir.

- Thank you.

Good morning.

- Good morning, Larry.

- Morning.

Morning, Miss Claire.

Don't you look nice.

Save it for the

judge, Mr. Winter.

You're suing DuPont.

Yes, ma'am.

You represent DuPont.

My old firm did.

I've been out on

my own for a while.

Good luck with that.

Just wanted to

let you know personally

that your court-ordered

discovery is on the way.

Thanks, Phil.

No, it's my pleasure.

Discovery.

Son of a bitch.

No admission

of liability.

And non...

Non-disclosure of

any and all terms.

Pardon me a moment.

Thanks.

Holy Jesus!

- What in the...

- Thanks.

...world?

I guess the

joke's on me.

Yeah.

No one can go through all this crap.

Not in a million years.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's

what they're banking on.

- Oh, God! Damn it!

- Oh, God, Rob!

- Here, let me...

- No, no, no, you shouldn't be around this stuff.

- You sure?

- I'm positive. Thank you, though.

Yeah.

Good luck.

1957.

Hey, Sally,

what is the hold up back here?

- Hey, Bobby. How you...

- What're you having?

Usual.

Eggs over bacon

and grits.

Same.

I need two over,

grits, fried.

Wilbur Tennant.

He's not in his office.

Can I take a message?

- I been leaving messages.

- I know, Mr. Tennant,

but he really can't get

to the phone right now.

I want service!

I'll let him know that you called again.

For Christ's sakes.

Is she getting accustomed

to being at Mom and Dad's?

You know Grammer.

She misses her own house.

- What?

- She misses her own house.

I have a bad cell.

I said Grammer

misses her own house.

Okay, can you...

Can I talk to her?

She and Mom

are at the doctor's.

- Will you tell Grammers I called?

- Rob, you're breaking up.

And Mom too?

- Let's try again on Sunday.

- All right.

"C-8."

You know you look like

a crazy person, right?

What was the name of that guy

that you brought by the...

- What guy?

- The chemistry expert.

- The guy who does the models.

- Gillespie.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Kim Burke

had an expense account.

Oh, sorry. It's not

that kind of case.

Are you familiar

with something called PFOA?

No.

- No.

- No.

I did read something recently

about a PFOS, I think it was.

- That sounds related.

- And what was that?

Long-chain fluorocarbon,

synthetic.

I'm sorry. Chemistry was

my worst class in high school.

Boy, you in the wrong

line of work.

Tell me about it. So?

So, synthetic. All right?

Man-made.

Frankenstein.

And?

Long-chain fluorocarbon is a sequence

of carbon atoms, add a fluoride.

- All right. In the lab you take a carbon atom...

- Mmm-hmm.

...and then you add

another carbon atom.

And then another

and another... Look.

You're making a chain. Right?

- Right?

- Could it be...

Eight? Eight carbons?

Well, sure. Yeah, In the lab

you can do almost anything.

And why would you want to?

Make this, I mean.

Well, a chain like that's pretty much

unbreakable, biochemically speaking.

So, uh, industrial uses,

I imagine.

3M made it.

They don't anymore.

That's what I read.

- Why did they stop?

- Didn't say.

What if...

What if you drank it?

Drank it?

- You don't.

- Well, what if you did?

- Ready to order?

- Yeah, I think I'd like a...

But what if you did?

That's like saying,

"What if I swallowed a tire?"

I don't know. You wanna be

the guy that finds out?

Tuna melt.

Let us all begin with

hymn number 452 in our hymnal books.

"Here I Am, Lord."

Please rise.

I, the Lord of sea and sky

I have heard my people cry

All who dwell in deepest sin

My hand will save

Does it makes sounds?

Asteroid ahead.

You hold like that.

Are you ready to blast off?

I'm taking off that.

You said it had fluoride?

What?

Mr. Bilott, it's Sunday.

That chemical, you said

it had a fluoride atom.

It's a fluorocarbon, so, yes.

Somewhere along the chain...

What would it do to your

teeth if you drank it?

Don't tell me if you

shouldn't, if you did.

If you drank a lot of it,

what would it do to your teeth?

Well, in trace amounts

fluoride hardens teeth.

But too much, it's gonna stain 'em.

I mean, even turn 'em black.

So, can I get back

to my family now?

What? Where are you going?

- It's in their water.

- What? What is?

How long's

the coughing been?

Couple...

Couple of months.

A year.

- You a smoker?

- No.

Roll up your sleeve.

We're gonna take some blood.

- Thought you left him inside.

- I did.

Oh, baby.

You move this?

What?

- Did you go through this?

- No!

They been here.

They been here!

What happened?

Wash up.

Dad?

- What is it?

- Quiet.

This is my land,

damn you! You get out of here!

Go on!

Go on!

Sandra, girls, get on!

Go on, get in! Get in!

I know youl!

Rob?

- Holy crap, Rob!

- What?

I thought someone was breaking

in, for God's sakes!

No, it's just me.

Rob, you need to tell me

what in the hell's going on.

We're being poisoned.

- Rob.

- What?

I mean it.

DuPont is knowingly poisoning us.

You mean the farmer.

His land.

All of us.

Please don't look at me

like that.

They're already poisoning

the baby.

- No. I'm not listening to this.

- Sarah.

Stop it!

Just stop it, okay?

Do you hear yourself?

You are acting like a crazy person.

Tearing up our floor.

Scaring me half to death.

I know it's my job to support

you, but that does not mean

you get to come into our

home, to our family

and tell me that our unborn

child is being poisoned. No!

I'm sorry.

Can I please explain?

- Explain what?

- All of it.

And if you still think I'm crazy,

I'll drop it. I swear to God.

I swear to you.

There is a man-made

chemical

that was invented

during the Manhattan project.

It repelled the elements,

especially water.

So they used it to make the first

ever waterproof coating for tanks.

It was indestructible.

Then some companies thought,

"Hey, why just the battlefield?

"Why not bring this chemical

into American homes?"

- Rob's here.

- All right. Good.

He'll see you now.

DuPont was one

of those companies.

So they took

this chemical, PFOA.

They renamed it C-8.

And they made their own

impenetrable coating,

but not for tanks. For pans.

They called it Teflon.

A shining symbol

of American ingenuity,

made right here in the USA,

in Parkersburg, West Virginia.

But right from the start,

something wasn't right.

The men, and workers

who made Teflon

were coming down

with nausea, fevers.

DuPont wanted to know why.

So they laced cigarettes

with Teflon.

They told a group of their

workers, "Hey, smoke these."

DuPonters did

as they were told.

Almost all of those men

were hospitalized.

That's 1962.

One year after Teflon launched

and already DuPont knew.

The dust, they just sent right up the

smoke stacks, released into the air.

The sludge,

tossed it into the Ohio.

Or, uh, packed into drums and

chucked it into the Chesapeake.

But then their drums

started washing up.

So, DuPont starts

digging ditches

on the grounds

of the Washington Works plant.

And in those pits,

they dumped

thousands of tons

of toxic C-8 sludge and dust.

One of the men that they hired

to dig those ditches

was Wilbur Tennant's

brother Jim.

But they weren't the only ones

covering their tracks.

3M who pioneered these

chemicals for Scotchgard,

they were testing them

on monkeys.

Most of the monkeys died.

It wasn't like DuPont

didn't know that because

they were doing

their own tests on rats.

Watched their organs balloon.

Now the rats

are getting cancers.

Tested them on pregnant rats

and watched them give birth

to pups

with deformed eyes.

So, they yanked all the young

women off the Teflon line

and never told them why.

Sue Bailey's job was scrubbing

these huge steel vats

where they held the liquid C-8.

She was pregnant.

- I love you!

- Would you stop?

She gave birth to a baby with

one nostril and a deformed eye.

Remember how DuPont had seen

those deformities in the rats?

Oh, God.

What about his eyes?

Blue. Just like all newborns.

But they're normal,

the lids, the pupils?

Mr. Bilott, relax.

He's perfect.

Hey. Hi, Charlie.

So Sue goes to DuPont.

She says, "Why did you pull me

off the Teflon line?

"Did C-8 make my baby this

way?" "No," they tell her.

Then all of her records from

her time at Teflon disappear.

One year later,

they put all of the women back on Teflon

and never say a thing.

He's here.

DuPont knew everything.

They knew that the C-8

they put into the air

and buried into the

ground for decades

was causing cancers.

They knew that their own workers

were getting these cancers.

They knew that the consumers

too were being exposed

and not just in Teflon.

In paints,

in fabrics, in,

uh, raincoats, boots.

To this day...

For 40 years you knew

C-8 was poison.

You knew the "Happy Pan"

was a ticking time bomb.

And you knew exactly why.

Because C-8,

it stays in us forever.

Our bodies are incapable

of breaking it down.

And knowing all of this,

still you did nothing because

doing something,

"would essentially

put the long-term viability

"of this product's segment

on the line."

You were making

too much money.

One billion dollars a year just in

profits, just in Teflon.

And so you pumped

millions more pounds

of toxic C-8 into the air,

into the water

so much so you could

actually see it foam.

C-8 was everywhere. There was

nowhere left for you to contaminate.

And that's when

they came to Jim.

They knew he was sick and needed

the money and they needed his land.

And when they got it,

they dug up all the C-8

from every single pit

at Washington Works.

Fourteen million pounds

of toxic C-8 sludge

and they dumped it, again.

This time right up there.

Steps from your creek,

from your house.

That's what your cows

have been drinking, Earl.

Put 'em behind bars.

Whole damn lot of 'em,

right in jail.

I understand, believe me.

But this is a civil case.

The most we can hope for is damages.

Don't want no money!

Whole damn world need...

- Needs to see what they done.

- You're right. They should.

And it kills me

that they won't.

But that would mean

going to trial

and proving

that C-8 killed your cows.

And every scientist who knows

anything about any of this

already works

for these chemical companies.

That's not an accident, Earl.

Earl, these companies,

they have all the money all the time,

and they'll use it. Trust me.

I know. I was one of them.

You're still one of 'em.

You can't be serious.

You know what I put on the line here?

You want a prize? Some medal

'cause for once in your life

you took the side

of the little guy?

Sorry, no prize. All you get is

your share of this blood money.

- And you sleep real good tonight.

- Talk to your family.

It ain't just my cows

was poisoned.

What do you think

I fed my family on?

Wilbur, please.

Leave this place!

Start over. Give your family

a fighting chance!

Too late for that.

We got it, Sandra and me.

The cancer.

Surprise, surprise.

In here.

How'd it go?

What's wrong?

Rob?

Rob, what is it?

What happened?

What happened?

Oh, honey, honey, honey.

You saw a man hurting

and

you did the Christian thing.

You helped him.

How? How?

Either he dies penniless

or he lets DuPont just keep

pillaging his community.

How is that helping?

Gotta get some sleep.

I can't believe a freaking case

settlement could shut this up.

Have you read their

confidentiality agreements?

You've uncovered

a threat to the public.

This goes beyond lawyering.

That's...

That's all I know is lawyering.

Fine.

Then be the lawyer.

You know DuPont

better than anyone.

What haven't they thought of?

God. Jesus,

Mary and Joseph.

What is that?

Uh, a memo

and 136 exhibits.

Wil, Sandra,

this is your copy.

The EPA announced a public hearing

into this family of chemicals

- I've been looking into.

- I heard about it from Tucker.

- Monsanto Tucker?

- Union Carbide now.

He says to me,

"Is it true

"that a Taft lawyer sent a

phone book's

"worth of confidential

DuPont documents

"to the entire

Federal government?"

Internal documents, not confidential.

Very different.

- So you're testifying.

- I signed up to testify.

And the next thing I hear

is DuPont has petitioned

a judge

to stop me from testifying,

from flying to D.C,

from even picking up

the phone

They filed for a gag order.

Yes! This is what

we're up against.

- Jesus.

- David.

Come on, Tom.

What do you expect?

Where do we stand?

Well, the judge rejected

the gag order,

so I fly out Monday.

Nice. I guess we'll

just watch on C-SPAN.

You ever do

anything like this again,

I will cut your balls off and

serve them to DuPont myself.

Get out of here.

Good luck in Washington.

Thanks, Tom.

This material

is a perfluoro...

or a PFOA.

It's also known

as FC 143,

ammonium perfluorooctanoates.

It has been shown

by DuPont's own science

that PFOA C-8

is possibly life threatening

to human health.

We are asking this agency

to do something.

...the Presidential election

in four decades.

Just look at these

latest polls.

Did you forget

to pay the water bill?

What?

You forget to pay

the water bill?

No.

We got a notice.

What's it say?

"PFOA is

a persistent chemical

"that is slow

to be eliminated

"from the blood stream of people

who have been exposed to it.

"The DuPont company

has advised

"the Lubeck Water District

that low concentrations

"have been found

in the district's wells.

"DuPont has advised

the district

"that it is confident

these levels are safe."

What the hell does that mean?

A letter came last fall.

Made no sense to me,

so I started making calls.

I told Joe don't

kick that hornet's nest.

It's not like we didn't know

what we'd signed up for.

What do you mean?

Oh, I was married

before Joe

to a chemist

at DuPont.

Dream job.

Paid real well.

And the perks!

Presents for no reason.

We'd get this catalogue.

Just pick whatever you want.

And little stuff.

Like he'd bring home

this soap,

this miracle powder.

You puttin the washing

machine or the dishwasher,

just wipes stuff clean

like you would not believe.

One day he comes home

and says,

"Can't bring that stuff

home no more."

"Why?" Won't tell me.

Then he'd get sick

for weeks.

The Teflon flu,

the guys would call it.

We knew

something wasn't right.

But this house,

we bought it just by

showing the bank

my husband's DuPont ID.

Put both our kids

through college. Engineers.

In this town,

that doesn't come without a price.

My brother Kenny

didn't know that price.

He joined DuPont at 19.

Died on the operating table

two years later.

- Ulcerative colitis.

- Just like Dan Schiller had.

Who's Dan?

A chemist at DuPont.

Worked with my ex-husband.

And Roger,

what's his name?

Wilkins,

the foreman.

Steven Gellar.

Randy Field.

Randy's was kidney cancer.

He survived.

- His wife didn't.

- No, June's was thyroid.

It was supposed

to be treatable.

They didn't catch it

in time.

But they caught it

in their son.

Were your children

born healthy?

- Yes. Yes, they were.

- Good.

But we wanted

a third and couldn't.

I went to my doctor.

He says, "You need a hysterectomy.

You need it right away."

I'm so sorry.

Bad luck, I guess.

I was 36.

Mr. Kiger,

you think I could get

a copy of that letter?

What's wrong

with your hand?

Nothing. It's fine.

Whoa, Rob?

Rob, what are you doing?

I mean, it's not enough

to poison these people?

They gotta swindle them too?

Okay, calm down. All right?

DuPont wrote that letter!

- Not the water authority.

- How do you know that?

You think I don't know what a

DuPont letter looks like by now?

Okay. Okay.

I mean, Jesus!

It's evil, Sarah.

It's fucking evil!

What's fack?

Perfect.

It's nothing, sweetie.

It's nothing. Oh, boy.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, honey.

Can you give

Charlie the bottle, please?

- Where's his bottle?

- It's in the bag.

- What is all this?

- It's from Grammer's.

It was left

in her mailbox.

- "Medical claims, now and forever"?

- Here, bud.

- "Now and forever."

- Is that that...

That...

Medical monitoring.

Is that...

I thought you said

that wasn't gonna pass?

- Morning.

- Guys.

Our lead plaintiff

is Mr. Joe Kiger.

Potential plaintiff,

if the partnership approves.

Mr. Joe Kiger,

a Phys Ed teacher

from Parkersburg,

West Virginia.

On behalf of

the 70,000 local residents,

whose water

DuPont knowingly poisoned

for the last 40 years.

A class action?

Let him finish.

The Kigers were notified

by their local water company

that DuPont had found

small concentrations of C-8

in their water supply,

but not to worry

because those concentrations

were safe.

Why?

Because DuPont said so.

This is what DuPont

considers safe.

That's something like

one drop of water

in an Olympic size

swimming pool.

In other words,

even a trace of C-8

renders water unsafe.

But DuPont told

the local water authority,

"Don't worry.

"Your wells have got even

less than that."

- Except that was a lie.

- A lie?

Yes. DuPont has been

secretly testing

these wells for decades.

They knew they had

contaminated those wells

up to six times

that level.

And thanks to the Tennant

case, now we know too.

Hold on. This stuff

is unregulated, right?

I mean, as far as

EPA's concerned,

it might as well

be rose petals.

The EPA hasn't

set a standard, that's true,

but DuPont did.

And all the law requires

to win a case like this,

is to show

that DuPont exceeded

what DuPont itself

considers safe.

Self-regulation.

- If what you're saying is right...

- It is right.

...then why would DuPont tell this

water district anything at all?

Seems to me

that they're being

a good

corporate citizen here.

That's how long

you have to file suit.

One year from the moment

you realize your water's

been contaminated.

This letter looks like it's

telling people their water is safe.

In fact, it's notifying them

that it isn't.

DuPont has started the clock.

Smart.

We would've

counseled that.

It was sent

11 months ago.

The moment they realized

we knew.

In 30 days,

they're home free.

So that's the proposed

case in brief.

But there's something else

to consider.

You think?

Rob.

C-8 bio-accumulates.

It builds up inside of us.

Some class members

who aren't sick today

will get sick tomorrow.

We need a way to protect

them into the future.

Jesus, Tom! If you're even thinking

about using medical monitoring...

Hold on. Hold on.

Medical monitoring

is a claim now permitted

in West Virginia courts.

- Oh, come on.

- Let's hear him out.

It say if a company

exposes a community

to something

that makes them sick,

they must monitor the health

of that community indefinitely.

Everybody get that? You're creating

liability from mere exposure.

It's also unprecedented.

Exactly!

Which is why not six months ago,

we fought tooth and nail

against it.

And you lost.

Our clients have the right

to avail themselves

of the law.

Potential clients.

Okay.

I know you, Rob.

I know your passion.

You got a great settlement

for your farmer.

You should be proud of that.

And perhaps as the newest

partner at this table,

I should be

more circumspect.

But what he's

proposing here is

nothing less

than a shakedown

- of an iconic American company.

- We do not represent DuPont.

No, you don't

represent anyone.

Is this what

we have become?

Plaintiff's attorneys.

Ambulance chasers.

Why don't you just admit it?

Rob, you wanna flip.

You wanna take everything

that you know

about how

chemical companies operate

and turn it against DuPont.

Like an informant.

- That's enough.

- Isn't that right?

- Okay!

- Isn't that right?

- Isn't that right?

- Yes.

Okay, then, I...

I say we take a vote

and determine whether or not

we continue

in the tradition

that has distinguished this

firm from everyone else...

Okay, I'm running

this meeting. Okay?

You got that?

Has anyone even read

the evidence

this man has collected?

The willful negligence,

the corruption?

Read it!

And then tell me we should

be sitting on our asses!

That's the reason

why Americans hate lawyers.

This is the crap that fuels

the Ralph Naders of the world.

We should want

to nail DuPont.

All of us should!

American business is better

than this, gentlemen.

And when it's not,

we should hold them to it.

That's how you build

faith in the system.

We're always arguing

that companies are people.

Well, these people

have crossed the line!

To hell with them!

It may come

as a surprise

to corporate defense types

like yourselves,

but there's more to the law

than just flooding

the other side in papers.

From where I sit,

you have to touch people.

These girls,

they handle the calls

from the

class action members.

And there's thousands of 'em

on any given case.

And it's here that we come

to know their pain.

Isn't that right, Hazel?

Yes. We hear it every day

and it's my job to make

a jury feel that pain.

Not out of pity,

but out of fear.

Whatever it is

that happened to my client,

that juror has to think,

"That could happen to me."

You just

keep hammering it.

One part per billion.

One part per billion.

It's their own documents.

Their own scientists.

Absolutely.

They set that standard,

they have to live with it.

Yeah, I think

we can relax, Rob,

though, there's no way they're gonna

prevail with a motion to dismiss.

This is procedural.

It's nonsense.

We'll get a trial today.

Okay, I'll catch

you guys in there.

I wouldn't drink that.

Earl.

How ya doing?

Still here.

That's somethin',

right?

Yes, that's something.

Good to see ya,

Robbie.

Can't let 'em

shut you down.

I won't. I promise.

Whole world

needs to know.

They will, Earl.

They will.

Hey, Rob? It's time.

I have to go.

We are here

on defendant's motion

to dismiss the case

brought by Mr. Kiger, et al.

Now, which one of you

is Mr. Wallace?

Edward Wallace,

Your Honor,

on behalf of the E.I.

DuPont de Nemours and Company,

better known as DuPont.

Yes, I've heard of it.

- Your motion.

- Thank you.

Your Honor, we're here today because

of a uniquely American invention.

Teflon.

Since 1961, Teflon

has liberated housewives...

- No, no, no.

- Excuse me. Homemakers...

This is a courtroom,

Mr. Wallace.

Not the Home Shopping Network.

Plaintiffs have alleged

that DuPont

did not meet

its own standard of safety

with regard to

the level of C-8

in the local water supply.

That's irrelevant,

Your Honor.

We ask you to dismiss

on grounds

that the only standard

that matters,

is the one that elected

government deems safe.

Not if it's unregulated.

It's government's job

to make these determinations.

- Not any one company.

- It's a trap.

They can't revert

back to...

I got it.

Is there a problem,

Mr. Deitzler?

Apologies, Your Honor,

but DuPont has been hiding

the dangers of this chemical

from the government

for a while now.

And they're asking you

to let them off the hook

because they've succeeded

in their strategy.

Government doesn't

regulate C-8.

Actually,

that's not true.

No, no.

The West Virginia's

C-8 Working Group

has just issued

a standard.

Here with us today,

is the governmental official

who led that effort,

Dr. Mary Sue Kimball.

And, Dr. Kimball,

as a senior member

of the State's Department

of Environmental Protection,

isn't it, in fact,

your duty,

- to protect the citizens of West Virginia...

- Mr. Wallace.

I'll cut to the chase.

What is the level of C-8

in drinking water

that the State

of West Virginia

has determined to be

completely safe?

Watch it go from one

part per billion to?

- Five.

- Ten?

150 parts per billion.

- Welcome to West Virginia.

- The levels found in the wells

of all six water districts

represented in this suit,

do they fall below

this maximum level?

Well below.

Nothing else, Your Honor.

Your witness,

Mr. Deitzler.

Wait. Who's on

the working group?

DuPont, of course,

and who else?

- Who did the water testing?

- Mr. Deitzler?

- When was it done?

- One moment, Judge.

What was

the sample size?

We should

be able to see...

Going once, going twice...

Dr. Kimball, who were

the members of this cabal

you call the C-8

working group?

Objection.

Cool it, Mr. Deitzler.

Go ahead, Dr. Kimball.

Agency officials,

representatives of the scientific

community, um, stakeholders.

Stakeholders?

Which stakeholders?

Oh, wait, let me guess.

It rhymes with bouffant?

DuPont is a stakeholder. Yes.

So, I see.

So, don't you find it peculiar

that on the eve

of a class action lawsuit,

where DuPont might be

considered liable

for poisoning this community,

they get you

to come in here suddenly

and reverse decades of their

so-called heralded science?

That's false.

I don't work for DuPont.

I didn't say you did.

But now you bring it up,

we'll check back in a month.

- Your Honor...

- You honestly, was gonna plan on

telling this community that they

can drink 150 times more C-8?

I mean, come on,

people, bottoms up.

Honestly, Judge...

All right,

Mr. Deitzler, enough.

We'll be unveiling

the new standard

at an upcoming

public hearing.

Unveiling. Oh,

that sounds like a party.

We'll be there!

Their safety standards thing,

that's all a sham.

Thanks to

the Judge's decision,

we will have our day

in court.

Yes, we will!

Because if the state

of West Virginia

won't stop

the DuPont Corporation

from literally

poisoning its citizens,

then we, the citizens,

will stop them ourselves.

Good

evening and welcome to 20/20.

Well, it coats the pots you cook

with so the food doesn't stick.

It protects the carpet

your baby crawls on.

I miss carpet.

...your skin lotion,

even your makeup.

We're talking about Teflon.

And tonight our 20/20

investigation uncovers

alarming information about

this much-used material.

It is very alarming, Barbara.

I cook with Teflon.

I didn't know until I watched this

report that you're about to see,

that if Teflon

gets hot enough...

...millions of people

have in their homes.

Teflon has become

such a familiar...

...Substance that is also used in

clothing and cars. Even in contact lenses.

...already found in the blood

of most Americans.

...millions of homes across

Australia. Teflon, a non-stick surface...

The

Environmental Protection Agency

this morning announced it has opened

a priority review of the chemical C-8,

currently the subject

of a class action lawsuit

against the chemical giant

DuPont.

Joe!

Joe! Oh, my Lord!

Joe, just wait!

Wait for the fire department,

please, honey!

Please don't go crazy!

...have triggered a

mass panic amongst Chinese consumers.

...just throw away

your non-stick pans, many experts...

Are your pans

making you sick?

That's the question

being asked...

...kitchen

implements coated in Teflon.

The house was empty.

It belongs to my father.

I don't know

how it could've started.

His name Kiger?

Think someone might have

got the wrong house?

All of this

hullabaloo is just silly.

Teflon is completely safe

for cooking.

That is why we founded

the Cook Healthy campaign,

to set the record straight.

And besides being completely safe, it is also...

Copy that.

All the way down.

We're now on the record.

This is the videotaped deposition

of Charles O. Holliday, Jr.,

taken by the plaintiffs in

the matter of Kiger et al

v. the E.I. DuPont

de Nemours and Company.

Raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the whole

truth and nothing but the truth?

I do.

Uh, please state

your name.

Charles O. Holliday, Jr.

And are you

presently employed?

Yes.

What is your position?

I'm the chairman and chief executive

officer of the DuPont Company.

In DuPont's most recent filing with

the Securities and Exchange Commission,

you state, "Based on over 50

years of industry experience

"and extensive

scientific study,

"DuPont believes there is

no evidence that PFOA causes

"any adverse human health effects

or harms the environment."

You signed

that legal filing, correct?

I don't recall the exact statement,

but that sounds right to me.

Are you aware that DuPont

has, in its own files,

studies dating back to the 1970s

that say just the opposite?

That PFOA, or C-8,

as it's called,

has potentially life-threatening

effects on human health?

I'm not familiar with the exact

studies we may have in our files.

Then I'll take you through them.

Uh, Exhibit 9.

Uh, you were just

handed Exhibit 9.

- Uh, do you see the date March 13th, 1979?

- Yes.

- Do you see the DuPont logo at the top?

- Yes.

- Do you see this word here, highlighted?

- Yes.

- Would you read it for me, please?

- "Receptors."

Do you know what that word refers

to, receptors?

Um, in this context,

I do not.

It means human beings.

DuPont refers

to the men and women

that your company

exposed to C-8 as receptors.

And in these receptors,

your scientists found,

"significantly higher

incidents of allergic endocrine

"and metabolic disorders."

As well as, "excess risk of

developing liver disease."

- Do you see that?

- Yes.

Moreover, you have

infertility at Teflon.

Occurrences of leukemia.

You have excess of cancers.

Bladder, kidney,

oral, pharynx.

Next paragraph. 78.

Do you see that heading?

Do you see that date? Do you see that?

Exhibit 96. Exhibit 53.

I'd like to move on

to birth defects.

We've gone

almost seven hours.

Mr. Holliday, you're aware

that in 1981

3M notified DuPont that it

had conducted studies on rats.

And these studies showed

that sustained C-8 exposure

can cause facial deformities?

I'm not aware

of a study by 3M.

How about DuPont's own studies that

showed the same thing in humans?

That's DuPont's

pregnancy study from 1981.

Does that look like

a DuPont document to you?

It looks to be.

Are you aware that DuPont has

denied that any such study

ever even took place?

I'm not familiar with specific

statements we've made about that.

Seven pregnant women,

all DuPont employees,

all from the Teflon line.

Do you see this here?

"Child, four months,

one nostril,

- "eye defect."

- Yes.

Two of the seven women,

nearly 30%, gave birth

to babies that had the exact facial

deformities that your company

- already knew about.

- We're done here.

Sir.

His parents named him Bucky.

Bucky Bailey.

This is your receptor.

Now we're done.

The Environmental Protection

Agency has levied the largest fine

in agency history against

the chemical giant, DuPont.

The EPA concluded the company failed

to report the health dangers of C-8

used in the manufacture

of Teflon.

Dupont will pay the EPA

16.5 million.

It earns a billion dollars in

profits from Teflon each year.

To recap,

we've agreed that DuPont will

clean local water supplies.

Install infiltration systems

in all six water districts.

Additionally, DuPont will pay

70 million in cash to the Class.

Three days' revenue

on the Teflon line.

Which leaves our most

challenging issue. Medical monitoring.

We've agreed to establish

an independent science panel

comprised of three scientists who

have no relationship to either side.

This independent panel will

study the members of this Class

to determine whether C-8 exposure

has led to increased incidents

of disease in this region.

If the panel finds that there

are probable scientific links

to a particular disease,

the health of everyone in the Class

will be monitored for

that disease in perpetuity

at DuPont's cost,

up to 235 million.

And any Class member

who develops that disease

can sue DuPont for damages.

However...

If the science panel fails to

establish probable scientific links,

then this case is over.

No monitoring.

No lawsuits. No exceptions.

Good. Well, gentlemen, you are now

officially in the hands of science.

Well, wouldn't have

pegged you as a Mai Tai guy.

- It's festive.

- Wouldn't have pegged you for that either.

We have something to celebrate.

Yeah?

Do we?

Look, how do we know

that the panel's gonna prove

that DuPont made

all these people sick?

I'm no scientist,

but even I know you'd need

huge amounts of medical data,

not to mention

thousands of blood samples

and...

From people

who don't trust us.

"Hey, folks, we wanna stick you with

some needles. You won't mind, will ya?"

I know these people,

you know.

They're gonna

take the money and run.

Wouldn't you?

I think they want more than just the money.

I think they...

They wanna know if they're

gonna get sick or not.

Or if they have C-8 in their

blood, and what that's gonna do

to them and their families.

So, we're just gonna trust

that they show up?

- Trust, but verify.

- What does that mean, Rob?

Well, come in for an exam.

Um, give us a blood sample.

Then, we'll give you

your check.

On second thought,

make mine a Mai Tai.

All around, please.

- Rob Bilott.

- Yeah.

Where'd you pull that out of?

Healthy drinking

water is vital to all of us.

That's why scientists need

to know if the chemical C-8

causes any health problems.

Starting today, you can help by completing

a health questionnaire and having...

Oh, come on!

...medical van's downtown.

Well, how about you?

- You gonna get your blood tested?

- Nah. I hate needles.

It's $400, buddy.

Really?

Got your attention, didn't I?

Okay. Okay.

All right. All right.

Yeah. That'll work.

We bring them back here.

Draw the blood,

hand them a check.

- $400?

- Each.

Lots of money around here.

How many you brought

with you today, Miss LUAnn?

My husband,

and my three kids, and me.

$2,000.

- Not too shabby right before Christmas.

- Yup.

But you ain't

gonna find nothing.

DuPont's good people.

You'll see.

Gigi, Gigi, Gigi!

It's your turn to put

the angel on the top.

- You do it, sweetie.

- Gigi's too pooped.

Why don't you get your Uncle

Ben to give you a boost?

- Ooh.

- Mom, you okay?

Yeah.

Seriously, it's huge.

They're gonna be making you

partner this year. I know it.

Well, they'd better.

I mean...

Mommy, come see!

Hey, baby,

did you hang that ornament?

- Rob, can you get that?

- Let me see.

Okay, I'm coming.

Hello?

- Rob, you sitting down for this?

- Larry, what's wrong?

- Sixty-nine thousand.

- Sixty-nine thousand what?

Sixty-nine thousand people got tested.

Sixty-nine thousand!

Do you realize

how much data this is?

It's what we needed, Rob!

This is it!

- Oh, my God.

- You were right all along, my friend.

- Merry Christmas!

- Thank you!

- You bet.

- Thank you!

Talk real soon.

- Hey, who was that?

- You won't believe it.

- Daddy, guess what I just did?

- What? What'd you just do?

I put the angel on the top.

- Yeah?

- Uncle Ben lifted me.

He did? Like this? Oh!

- Merry Christmas, everyone!

- Merry Christmas!

We are gathered here today

in the memory of Wilbur Earl Tennant.

"The Lord is my shepherd,

I shall not want.

"He makes me lie down

in green pastures.

"He leads me besides still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

"Even though I walk through the

valley of the shadow of death,

"I will fear no evil..."

Quick, everybody.

Mustard or ketchup?

Teddy, for the tenth

time, that's my ketchup.

- Charlie, don't start.

- What? It's mine. I got it.

- He's got his own, okay?

- You're that lawyer.

Finish up.

My brother's Dale Lamb. You took his blood.

Said you'd help him.

Yeah, I did. We're...

We're working on it. I promise.

He's dead.

Testicular cancer.

Left three little boys

younger than yours.

But you enjoy your family.

Okay. Everybody up.

- I'm not finished.

- I said up.

Well, Darlene can't even leave

the house without being harassed!

First, they blame us

for suing DuPont,

and now they hate on us 'cause

they ain't seen nothing from it!

- I'm sorry, Joe...

- Well, that ain't good enough!

And they wonder why in the

hell it takes four damn years

to read a lousy blood sample,

and I don't blame 'em!

We trusted you, Rob.

We put our faith in you.

- I know, Joe. I'm so...

- All right?

Isn't there just some

kind of a progress report?

Anything that I can

share with these folks?

I mean, they...

They have been waiting.

I'm sorry, Mr. Bilott.

The Panel is still

in the process of

analyzing complex data

and modeling

from thousands of samples

and medical histories.

I'm so sorry. Could you hold a moment?

Charlie,

don't pick at your food.

What's a hooker?

Where did you learn that?

He told me that

Mary Magdalene was a hooker.

- What? She was.

- You're supposed to say prostitute.

And then

she found God

and became one of Jesus's

most fervent disciples.

See? I was just

teaching him the Bible.

I can't today.

So everybody up.

Everybody up!

- Can we still afford it?

- What?

Catholic school.

My brother's back in rehab.

Did you know that?

- No, I'm sorry.

- Today's...

Today's Mom's first day

at chemo.

I forgot.

'Cause it's not

about your case, Rob.

Car!

- Gosh.

- Okay. Jimmies.

Teddy forged my signature,

and Tony's quitting football. Tony.

But how would you

know about that, right?

Because all you see,

all that you...

You... The boys have ever seen is

you, obsessing about this...

Have I ever complained?

Say something,

for God's sakes, Rob!

- No.

- No?

- No.

- No.

Because I knew that

you needed something.

Some connection...

Something.

And...

So I took it on.

But if you want to start accounting,

if you want to start with,

"Oh, can we afford," then...

I don't know, Rob.

Can the boys afford a father who

can't string two words together?

Can our marriage

afford 13 years of...

Thirteen years of this?

How about it, Rob? You wanna talk about it?

About our lives?

Of course not.

I'll tell Mom

you asked about her.

What in God's name is that Panel

doing? Why are we still getting bills?

Overhead. Uh...

Local counsel.

- Harry's call center...

- $1,000 an hour.

That... That was

a technical expert.

We needed to do filings when DuPont

started lobbying Washington...

That's Washington's problem,

not ours.

That's why you got them involved.

Your memo.

It was just a fine, Tom.

It's a fine. Sixteen million.

It's... It's nothing for these people.

It's pocket change.

Yes, but if they get charged with

criminal concealment, game over.

- You said DOJ was investigating.

- Not anymore.

- What?

- They dropped the investigation.

- They dropped... What?

- They dropped it. No reason given.

Tom, our government is

captive to DuPont.

This case,

it's the only hope we have.

They know that, and they're

trying to make it as expensive

as they can to force you

to make me stop.

- Just tell me how much longer.

- I...

I... I can't.

I... wish I could.

- Tom, I...

- Are you okay?

Um, I'm fine. I'm just...

Rob, I'm a Managing Partner

now. I have a firm to run.

I know. And Tom, I think there

could be a huge payout here...

You think

I'm in this for money?

- No, I...

- You think I am...

Letting you drag this firm's

reputation through a meat grinder

for some kind of

plaintiff's payoff?

I... I don't know why you're doing it.

Rob, listen, I... I'm sorry,

but you're gonna have to

take another pay cut.

Tom, that's...

That's my fourth pay cut.

I... I'm down

to a third now.

You don't have any clients.

No one will take your calls.

What am I supposed to do here?

Now, I'm on your side, but...

Rob?

Amy? Amy!

- Kathleen!

- Get some help!

- Kathleen!

- Get some help!

Rob! Rob!

Looks like

we should, uh, cancel

my 4:00 with Jerry and...

I don't know.

We're waiting to find out.

It was, uh...

Make... Make sure that,

uh, Jerry knows that...

I... I have to go.

- Mrs. Bilott?

- Yes.

We think your husband's

most likely experienced a TIA.

A transient ischemic attack.

Blood is briefly cut off to the brain,

mimicking the symptoms of a stroke.

Uh, excuse me. A TIA?

This wasn't short.

It... It kept going on.

What about poison?

I'm sorry?

Could someone

be poisoning him?

No, Mrs. Bilott.

This is neurological.

You just said

it wasn't a stroke.

Well, not this time.

- What does that mean?

- Well, it means that

- he needs to never miss his medication.

- Mmm-hmm.

And needs to reduce all

sources of stress in his life.

He's under

enormous pressure at work.

Well, that needs to change.

But he's a young man.

He shouldn't be

having these incidences.

He's sedated, but

you can see him.

- I'll check in on him tomorrow.

- Thank you. Thank you.

I'll give you

some privacy.

Anything you

need, call me.

I need you to stop making

him feel like a failure.

I appreciate the stress that your

family must be going through.

Please don't talk to

me like I'm the wife.

Did Rob ever tell you about

moving around as a kid?

I...

Ten times before

senior year.

No friends,

no ties, no...

Just him, his sister,

his folks.

Then I came along and

you came along and...

Taft, it's not

just a job.

To him it's...

It's home.

And he was willing

to risk all that

for a stranger who

needed his help.

Now, you and I may

not know what that is,

but it's not failure.

Lord, you have

searched my heart

And you

know when I sit and when I stand

Your hand is upon me

Protecting me from death

Keeping me from harm

Oh, Lord, I know

you are near

Standing always at

My side

Hey, do you

know the score?

The game? Sorry,

my radio's busted.

Sorry.

Don't worry about it.

It'll be a surprise.

Bucky, come on.

We'll be late.

Have a good one.

Hey,

Rob, Bill Leary. We haven't met.

I'm the new comptroller

out of Indianapolis.

Listen, we need to talk about these

unbilled hours and these unreimbursed...

- Hello?

- Mr. Bilott?

Yes?

I guess I should start

by apologizing for taking...

well, seven years to call you.

- Who is this?

- Oh, yes, of course.

- It's Dr. Karen Frank from the...

- Science Panel?

Again, I'm so sorry to have kept

you waiting this long, Mr. Bilott.

- But there was just so much data...

- Please, Doctor, please,

can you...

Would just please

tell me what's happened?

What's happening?

What you've found out?

Yes. You gave us an

unprecedented amount of data.

The largest epidemiological

study in human history.

It's irrefutable.

We have linked sustained exposure to C-8

to six categories of

serious illness.

Kidney cancer,

testicular cancer...

thyroid disease,

preeclampsia...

high cholesterol,

ulcerative colitis.

3,635 people in the Class

already have these diseases.

Many more will

develop them.

Thanks to you the entire

Class will be monitored...

and those who get sick

can seek restitution.

You did a good thing here,

Mr. Bilott. You did good.

Thank you.

Rob? What happened?

Rob?

DuPont, they're

reneging.

- Which part?

- All of it.

They're tearing up

our agreement.

Rejecting the

Science Panel.

They're gonna fight

every claim in court.

Thousands of claims.

People, sick people, they'll give up.

They can't

fight DuPont!

How can they

go back on...

- Sarah.

- They can't go back on everything.

They're a titan

of industry.

They can do whatever

the hell they want.

Nothing else matters.

They can fight

you all they want.

It doesn't take away

from what you've done!

Of course, it does.

That's exactly what it does!

They want to show the world

that it's no use fighting.

Look, everybody,

even he can't crack the maze

and he's helped

build it!

The system is rigged!

They want us to think

it'll protect us,

but that's a lie.

We protect us. We do.

Nobody else.

Not the companies.

Not the scientists.

Not the government. Us.

A farmer with a 12th grade

education told me that.

On day one, he knew

and I thought he was crazy.

Isn't that crazy?

No.

All rise.

The honorable Timothy Burg...

United States District Judge for the

Southern District of Ohio presiding.

This court is now in session

pursuant to the adjournment.

Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye.

All persons having business

with this honorable court

draw near, give their attention

and they shall be heard.

God save the United States

and this honorable court.

Please be seated.

And we're here this

morning for a jury trial.

So, 3,535 claims.

At a rate of four

or five cases a year,

we can all expect

to be here till...

Well, the year 2890.

If we're lucky.

Guess we'd better

get started.

Mrs. Johnson, is your

attorney present?

Good morning, Your Honor.

Rob Bilott for the plaintiff.

Oh, still here, huh?

Still here.