Good Girls Revolt (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Out of Pocket - full transcript

It is magical, though, isn't it?

That something so large can stay aloft?

It's not magic, it's physics.

Thrust, drag, lift.

I gotta make a phone call.

I thought we agreed
to set aside work for the day.

You suggested it.

I remained silent.

Don't tell me they canceled your trip.

The first direct flight
from New York to London?

Pan Am wouldn't cancel this
for the Second Coming.



- So you're checking up on me?
- Damn right. How's my magazine?

Well, Back of the Book's
given me shit-all.

Front copy's more white than black,
and I'm waiting for a photo dump...

...from Stockton. Typical Saturday.

- Where's Art stand on the cover?
- Almost there.

I, um...

I have some lingering concerns.

- About the cover art or about my story?
- Your story is a smear piece.

Five hundred Vietnamese civilians
were murdered, unprovoked.

That warrants smearing.

We do not have confirmation
from the military.

My source has seen
the Army's preliminary report.

Look, in a matter of weeks
this is public record.

Let's wait ti“ then.
I want to know we're right...



...before we start tarnishing
these men's careers.

We got Cafley, Mitchell, Bernhardt.

Jesus, Bernhardfs 23 years old.

- I don't care if he's in diapers.
- Finn.

We've been scooped on Songmy
before because you preached caution.

If you need substantiation
to sleep at night...

...get General Peers on the phone,
then run my fucking story.

Okay, Chief.

When the galley's locked,
wire it to London.

I'll head to the bureau
as soon as we touch down.

Motherfucker. Angie.

Get General William Peers,
U.S. Army, on the phone.

Tell him I need a confirmation
of a story before we go to press tonight.

Finn's centerpiece on Songmy?

Yes.

Know what gets me? The arrogance.

We can disagree.
It's not as if I'm above discourse.

He doesn't like it when I dust off
my press pass and write about Vietnam.

He's a hawk.

A military apologist.

Here you go.

I read that there's a lounge
in the upper deck with a full bar.

Fire off this Editor's Page on the flight,
wire it home when we land.

Hopefully sneak it
into this week's issue.

Where do you wanna start?

I don't know. Cindy, I am so excited.

If we talk to two girls a day,
we can have the entire magazine...

...in a couple of weeks.

Oh, what about Vivian?

Um...

She calls me Cindy Lou Who.

In a rude way.

We're gonna have to talk to a lot of girls.
That means even the rude ones.

Why don't you talk to Dottie in Theater?

I don't really know Dottie.

She's on your yes list.

Because she is always complaining,
not because we're friends.

I can't do all the recruitment on my own.

Oh, I know.

I know.

Oh, I'll talk to Beverly.

That'll give us half of Foreign.

I think she's making it with her reporter.

Well, maybe, but she gave me
her tuna crunch casserole once...

...and it was delicious.

Mm.

What about Jane?

You know, a lot of the girls
look up to her.

I talked to Jane.

I don't think she's ready.

Oh...

All right, well, I will focus on Beverly.

Cindy, what is that?

Oh, it's--

They were handing them out
at the last consciousness-raising...

...and it is about giving
and receiving pleasure.

My little girl is all grown up.

I can't read more
than a paragraph at a time...

...because it makes me blush.

It's happening now, isn't it?

Damn it.

- Those my profiles?
- Eldridge Cleaver...

...David Hilliard, Angela Davis.

Nice suit. Who died?

Oh, James P. Kelly, 63rd precinct.

PD got into a gunfight with a group
of Black Panthers in Midwood.

- One of the officers died.
- Oh, boy.

You have something. What is it?

Do you know anyone in Vietnam?

- I could find a list of active servicemen.
- No, personally. Do you know any vets?

The boys I grew up with
went to college to avoid the war.

- Did Finn sign off on a story?
- Sort of.

On his way out last night,
he came over, tapped on my desk...

...and said,
"When Our Boys Come Home."

And then he walked out the door.

"When our boys come home"?

- How is that an investigative piece?
- I have no idea.

When were you gonna tell me
you had a boyfriend?

What?

Townley Investments? Chad, is it?

Who told you?

Not you.

Four Panthers were killed too.

They don't mention that
till the last paragraph.

It's articles like this
that give them a bad name.

I think it's dead policemen
that give the Panthers a bad name.

Are you writing
a pro-law enforcement article now?

- Patti, I'm not gonna argue with you.
- I'm not arguing. I'm just asking.

I'm not writing a pro-anything article.

There's violence on both sides.
I'm not gonna ignore it.

So, what time is the funeral?

Tonight at 6, near Prospect.

Rhodes, you're going
to a funeral tonight?

Yeah.

You need something to do?

We publish on a Saturday.

You planning on bringing a typewriter
to the funeral parlor?

We're not publishing tonight.
Finn gave us leeway on the deadline.

- Leeway?
- I'm sorry...

...that sounds like
an investigative piece.

Really?
Doug, does that sound...

...like an investigative piece to you?

You know, I hadn't thought of it, Patti,
but it kind of does.

But that's Sam's assignment.

Right.

How's that coming along?

An ongoing story is a privilege.

It's not something that you back into
when you can't close on deadline.

Reporters.

In my office.

We may need an alternative
from the feature well...

...in the next few hours.

I thought the Peers report
was our centerpiece.

It was, but that story might not make it.

So I wanna go around here
and see which story you might have...

...that we can slot in.

Why would Finn ix-nay his own story?

Nobody is ix-naying anything.

I'm preparing a contingency
in case this story unravels...

...at the eleventh hour.

Does Finn know
that you're preparing a contingency?

He's on an airplane.

I am in charge.
And I'm gonna make damn sure...

...that this magazine lives up
to its sterling reputation.

- Who's got something?
- You think somebody's fired?

If Wick was letting a reporter go,
he wouldn't call them all in.

- Unless they're all fired.
- Don't be ridiculous.

That happened at The Register.

They fired everyone but the typesetter
and the guy on Obits.

But they hired them all back
the next day.

Angie, what's going on up there?

All hands on deck.
I'm sure your reporters will fill you in.

Angie.

Wick is working on a backup
for the Songmy story.

He wants everything
Ned has from the week.

Why? Finn's story was brilliant.

Wick doesn't think it'll hold water.

I know. But once Finn lands,
this will all get sorted out.

Looks like for now it's double duty.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Captions?

This is scandalous.

Captions are Cindy Reston's job.

Wick needs more than she can handle.

You don't take the magazine's
star reporter and assign him captions.

Which is why I need you to do it.

Wick's letting Doug follow
his investigative track...

...while Adam and Ralph
prep their features.

That's generous.
Doug hasn't had a cover in months.

Yeah, it means I really need
to get my vets piece up and running.

Okay. Well, I'll call the VA...

...and I'll have something set up
with their press office.

Actually, I'm gonna work
with Naomi on this one.

Ralph's Naomi?

She's got a husband in Da Nang.
She might have insight.

And you don't know
anyone in Vietnam, right?

- But I could--
- Hey, captions.

We set off on a...

Terry, what's a $5 word
for trip or journey?

- Uh, traverse?
- A noun, not a verb.

Like, "We set out on a..." On a what?

How about a sojourn?

- Too sanctimonious.
- Odyssey.

Venture.

Pilgrimage, peregrination.

Although peregrination
is a $10 word.

What's going on with you?

I don't know why I imagined
this would be different.

What would be different?

You said vacation.

- That's what you said.
- Talia--

They give the magazine these tickets
in exchange for a story.

That's how quid pro quo works.

And thank you.
"Pilgrimage" was the word.

This is not what I told you to write.

This is exactly
what you told me to write.

If it's what I told you,
I didn't mean it. Go, go.

Come on.

- Vivian, hi.
- Yes?

Your article
on the Milan Bank Bombing.

- I really dug it.
- Swell. Thanks. But I just got--

"It's as if Jupiter himself
cast his thunderous judgment...

...upon the Piazza Fontana."

Just guessing that JP didn't write that.

The man's a bonobo.

Sometimes he writes,
"Insert metaphor here" in his copy.

- I'd like to insert a metaphor somewhere.
- Wow.

Listen, some of the girls and I
are getting together after work.

Just to blow off some steam.

It's at that place on Madison,
the Women's Commerce Shop?

- That little craft store?
- Yeah, they have good sandwiches.

The guys never go,
so it's a good place to talk...

...if you like sandwiches
and you want to get away from JP.

Sure.

Hey, Vivian.

Um...

Don't mention this to anyone, okay?

You have to imagine I'm looking
at a bunch of people...

...with sweaty chests.
All I see are sweaty chests.

And in front of me is Willie Reed.

So he's just talking.
He's jawing with his buddies...

...and what I didn't realize...

...is that his girlfriend
was right behind me.

- Uh-huh.
- So his eyes light up.

He puts out his arms,
and I just-- I go right in.

You did not hug Willis Reed.

I did.
I completely misread the situation.

Okay, you need to tell me
what does Willis Reed smell like.

Who's Willis Reed?

Uh, a three-time All-Star.

- The center for the Knicks.
- Oh.

And how does he relate
to "When Our Boys Come Home"?

Well, we sort of hit
a standstill on the story.

A standstill.

My husband won't be back
for eight months.

Glad to see you're not
too broken up about it.

Would you like me to call the VA now?

No. I don't want anyone
hand-picked by the military.

Okay-

- Could you review my captions?
- Sure. I'll swing by in a minute.

I'm meeting my mother
for lunch in 20 minutes.

Well, then, clearly we need
to expedite these captions.

Okay. Let me see where you stand.

Thank you.

Thanks for your help.

He's frustrated.

That's all.

Finn rejected all of his proposals
for the investigative piece...

...and then gave him
a nothing assignment.

I mean, "When Our Boys Come Home"?

That's an idea. It's not a story.

We don't know any
Vietnam veterans, do we?

I wish your father
had gotten you a job...

...at a less Jewish magazine.

I know you find the newsroom dynamic.

Mommy, none of the editors
at News of the Week are Jewish...

...and only a few of the reporters are.

Yours is.

Anyway...

I stopped by the pharmacy...

...and Dr. Simpson gave me
an extra prescription of Obetrol.

He says it is better
than your Aminorex, stronger.

You take a pill
a half hour before meals...

...and it'll curb your appetite. Heh.

You know, I'm really sorry.
I have to run.

It's deadline day,
and I should get back to the office.

Thank you for lunch, Mommy.

Give Daddy my best.

♪ A train to nowhere A'

♪ I'll know when I get there' ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm on a train to nowhere S

♪ You know,
I'm on a train to nowhere I'

Cindy. Hi.

Do you need something?

Yeah, l...

Have you read the new
Ladies' Home Journal?

There's a terrific
Chicken é Ia King recipe.

Chicken é Ia King?

Beverly, you will never guess
what the secret is.

Pimento peppers.

It's the same thing
that they stuff in olives.

- I'll check it out.
- I can bring it in for you.

To tell the truth,
I'm swamped right now.

I've got Dennis's regular columns
plus the captions.

I think it's unfair that the boys here
get all the credit...

...even though the girls do lots of work.

Well, they write the articles.

Yeah, I know, I know, but...

Sometimes I think
that we could probably...

...write them just as well.

You know, I've seen some of your files,
and they are as good as the final copy.

Why are you looking at my files?

Huh?

Oh, I don't--

I don't remember what I saw
or why I saw it.

I was just trying
to give you a compliment.

I think that you are good at your job.

Thanks.

Any time.

Will you hold this?

Get my wallet out.

We're heading first
to my office in Mayfair...

...where you'll wait,
then off to the Hyde Park Hotel.

- Will that be enough?
- Hell, this'll get you to Milton Keynes...

-...and back.
- Good.

Finn, I would like to go
directly to the hotel.

A quick stop at the bureau,
say some hellos, proof the galley.

- I would like to go directly to the hotel.
- Alistair wants to see you.

He always asks about you and the girls.
We're heading straight to Mayfair.

He asks about us to be polite, Finn.

- Talia--
- Alistair is a colleague.

And just because he has
good manners doesn't mean...

...I want to sit in an office
for hours making small talk.

- I never said hours.
- Don't.

Well, we're all loaded up then?

Can you give us a minute, please?

I'll run in, drop off the story, run out.
Five minutes.

Five becomes 10, 10 becomes 20.

Okay, enough with the histrionics.
Jesus Christ.

Now I see.

You see what?

Why Rebecca left you.

Do you wanna resolve this here?

In the rain?

On the sidewalk of
Heathrow fucking Airport?

Get in the cab.

Talia, please get in the cab.

Talia.

Honey, look at me.

I have hundreds of employees...

...in dozens of cities
across five continents.

- We never know when the news--
- I know the speech.

"The news never stops."

I know it.

I'm not going to quit.

You only hear two things.
Work hard or don't work at all.

But it's not binary.

I will never ask you to quit.

Then what do you want?

That when you're here,
you're here with me.

That's all.

That's all I want.

Change of plans.
We're going to Knightsbridge.

Right.

It's so dry in here.

Thirsty.

Dottie, hi.

Hi, Patti.

I read your article
on The Great White Hope.

I really dug it.

Your high school yearbook.

Morris High, class of '59.

And?

Just because I don't know any veterans
doesn't mean you don't.

I went down to the morgue,
pulled your yearbook...

...and compared it
with the Army registry.

And I got 11 hits.

Clifford Rifkind, Stanley Sacks,
Benjamin Hammer--

Me and Bennie
had homeroom together.

He got shot down over Phuoc Vihn.

So your interview subject is...

...Noah Benowytz.

Jesus.

Noah.

He went to Nam?

Two tours, but he's back now.

For a while there, we were like this:

How'd you know?

It's my job.

Heh.

And you're set to meet him downtown
in 30 minutes, so you'd better hurry.

Jane.

Nice work.

As long as I'm here,
I'm here for you.

Then come with me.

Unless you'd rather be doing captions.

Hey, are you taking off? It's still early.

If we hurry, we can swing by your place
before we head to Brooklyn.

You can't wear that to a funeral.

Really?

There's gonna be dozens of cops there.
Family members, city officials.

Wait a second. Since when
do you need my help with interviews?

Since it's me and potentially
200 interview subjects.

And the fact
I'm delightful to be around...

...that doesn't weigh
into your decision?

Not even for a minute.

- Let's go.
- Hey.

I need to talk to Cindy for one second.
I'll meet you in the lobby.

I really wanna go with him, Cindy.

It's the closest I can get to reporting.

- Okay, let's just postpone the meeting.
- No. You can do this.

You are not only sensuous,
you're strong.

Patti, I couldn't even convince
Beverly Buckley.

But Vivian and Dottie
want this lawsuit, Cindy.

They just don't know it yet.

All you have to do is open their eyes.

Okay-

Okay-

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

I understand completely.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Have a good night.

Did General Peers confirm?

He said if Bom Laird or Dick Nixon
don't get advanced notice...

...then News of the Week
doesn't either.

Anything from Finn?

Alistair Cullen said
a cabbie dropped off his Editor's Page.

A cabbie?

He's just jaunting around London'?

All right.

Fuck all. Try him one more time,
then get printer on the phone.

Do it.

You should have let me
buy you that coat.

I don't need a coat.

It's cold.

Here.

I'm in a three-piece.

Thank you.

Perfect 36.

Remember our old place
over the Indian restaurant?

I remember you screaming
at that poor man in Hindi.

He was not a poor man.
He was a monster.

You should hear the things
he said about you.

He was just jealous.

Because I was married to you.

I was so happy there, Finn.

I'm gonna give this guy
a little something.

I'll be right back.

I wonder if he'll take a request.

I adore this song.

I know.

You're an idiot.

You think that's stupid?

♪ It's very clear ♪

♪ Our love is here to stay ♪

That's right, folks.

♪ Together we're ♪

♪ Going along, long way ♪

♪ In time the Rockies may tumble ♪

♪ Gibraltar may crumble ♪

♪ They're only made of clay ♪

♪ But our love ♪

♪ Is here to stay N'

♪ Please, let me sit down I

♪ Beside you I'

♪ I've got something to tell you I'

♪ You should know' ♪

♪ I just couldn't wait I'

♪ For not another day I'

♪ I love you' ♪

♪ For more than words can ever say I'

♪ Honey, living without you ♪

♪ ls so painful, yeah I'

♪ I was tempted to ca" it a day' ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ You've got me in your hand I'

♪ Why can't you understand? I'

♪ I love you, baby' ♪

♪ For more than words can say I'

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I just can't sleep I'

♪ When I lay down in my bed I'

♪ The thoughts of you, babe I'

♪ Just linger in my head' ♪

♪ Living without you I'

♪ ls so painful, oh N'

I think there's something wrong
with your tape deck.

They call themselves Black Sabbath.

My friend at Warner Bros.
got me a preview copy.

Can you send it back?

- I think they're pretty bitchin'.
- Eh...

If they'd stopped recording
music at Pat Boone...

...I'd have been just fine.

Cindy...

...that's the most profoundly sad thing
I've ever heard.

Just sit down.

All right. Now close your eyes.

♪ What is this' ♪

These guys are on to something new.

Well, new, but...

...also ancient.

Something...

...druidic.

♪ Figure in black I'

It's like Gregorian monks
in a mountaintop abbey.

Only one of them invented electricity...

...and the other one invented LSD.

♪ Turn around quick
And start to run I'

They sound so mad.

Mm. The '60s
are damn near over, baby.

- It's time to get pissed.
- Heh.

You should play this
at one of your women's-only meetings.

Kick that party into high gear.

They're not really parties.

- Oh, no?
- No.

No, we-- We talk.

About our jobs,
and our love lives, and...

...our bodies.

What about your body?

Well, at one of the meetings,
they suggested that we look--

That we look down...

...there.

That sounds gymnastic.

No. Heh.

You use a mirror.

So, what did you think?

♪ Big black shape
With eyes of fire I

It's disappointing.

I refuse to believe there's anything
disappointing underneath that skirt.

♪ Telling people their' ♪

What does your husband say
about that?

Oh, I didn't--

Ahem. I didn't mention it to him.

You know, what I thought.

And he doesn't really... Uh--

Look, sorry. I mean, I--

I don't know what I'm saying. So...

- I should--
- Cindy.

Yeah.

♪ Watches those flames
Get higher and higher I

♪ Oh, no, no
Please, God, help me I

You're beautiful.

♪ Is it the end, my friend? I'

♪ The poet speaks but no one listens I'

Do you see him?

Doesn't look like he's here yet.

2-4.

2-4, is that you?

- Hot frigging Christ, Noah?
- Hey.

What-- You look like Father Time.
Who are you running from?

- A bit of urban camouflage, you know?
- Noah, this is my researcher, Jane.

Pleasure to meet you.
Sam says wonderful things.

Yeah, you too.

So, 2-4?

My old jersey number.

- Hey, good memory.
- It's burnt in.

I spent four years yelling
over my shoulder "2-4, 2-4, keep up."

Bullshit. If you were ever in front of me,
it's because I was coming around...

-...to lap you.
- Oh.

Hey, three old-fashioneds up.

Up? Ah.

He used to be a real Bronx kid.

Corduroy jacket, old-fashioneds up.

A real Manhattan aristocrat.

Mm. Says the Haight-Ashbury burnout.

Fair enough, buddy, fair enough.

Actually, why don't you
make it three pints?

Good?

- All right?
- All right.

You want us to sue Finn and Wick?

It starts as a complaint.

We only raise the threat of a lawsuit
if they don't comply.

Remember Lizzie Green?

She complained
that her department head...

...showed up at her house
in the middle of the night drunk...

...and she got fired.

- That scares me.
- Look, this is different.

It's an official complaint.

Nora Ephron complained, officially,
in front of the whole staff.

Look where that got her.

Nora actually just got a job
at the Post.

Where she gets to write.

So she is happy.

Well, good for her then, but--

I like being a researcher.

I worked my tail off to get this job.

I'm living hand-to-mouth, Cindy.

Not all of us have husbands
to pay the bills.

Okay, Lenny is a law student, so--

- For now.
- Tell Patti we stopped by.

And thanks for the--
Whatever this is.

No. Look, you don't know
what you want.

I did something new today.

Something that,
if you had asked me yesterday...

...I wouldn't have said I was missing...

...because I didn't even know it was a...

...thing.

But now it's all I can think about.

I am telling you...

...life outside the pit is a thing.

I mean, like, Vivian, you--

You might wanna be
an editor someday.

And maybe you would like
to be a reporter...

...or a foreign correspondent or--

How-- How could we know?

Oh, and it's-- It's claret lemonade.

It's half lemonade, half wine.

And it is a revelation.

My dad was born
not two miles from here.

In Winslow Terrace.

I grew up in that house.

And God willing,
my boys will grow up there too.

You see, us Kellys?

We're from here.

When my ma got pregnant,
my dad was all set to follow...

...his old man into woodwork.

But by then Brooklyn was changing.

New people, new faces...

My dad said
if he was gonna bring a kid...

...into this world,
he wanted her to be safe.

Twenty years he spent on the beat.

Most of youse knew him.

Some of you even helped him home
on a Sunday when the Dodgers lost.

Before O'Malley screwed the pooch.

We don't wanna lose our way of life.

We don't want our streets
took away from us.

I know that's why you, like my father,
put on that badge every day.

And I thank you for that.

God bless.

"Brooklyn was changing"?
"We don't want to lose our way of life"?

- How can you not see that as racism?
- She just lost her father, Patti.

I know, and that is sad.

But he gunned down innocent people.

- We don't know that they were innocent.
- The FBI is inflating crime stats.

Inflating, not fabricating.

The Panthers do set off bombs.

They do kill police officers in Brooklyn.

It is a response to systemic racism.

I'm not writing an article about racism.
I'm writing an article about violence.

One is a reaction to the other.

Are you trying to tell me what to write?

I am suggesting, Doug...

...that you write a story
about the Panthers...

...that we haven't heard before.

That means you have to...

...write something meaningful.

Something vital,
and there isn't anything vital about...

...nobody's right if everybody's wrong.

♪ -Today
- Today I'

♪ -Always
- Always ♪

I hear you, Patti, I do.

But...

I have to write it the way I see it.

♪ Look out, the storm I

♪ The sunshine's on h'

They don't get it.

They talk about war like they talk
about a game of fucking Parcheesi.

Moving plastic pieces around a board.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hm.

I know fellas...

...that took lead, lost limbs.

I got a buddy the Donger--

- Whoa. Do-- Sorry. Donger?
- The Donger.

He's sitting in this clinic in Virginia,
staring at a wall.

Watching the fucking paint peel.

Doesn't say a word.

Truth is, I'm one of the lucky ones.

-2-4, you want?
- No.

All due respect,
I think most civilians take the war...

...more seriously than a board game.

They take it serious, all right.

They fucking hate us.

Whatever you think...

It's not like I started the fucking war.
You see?

You asked me about my hair.

You know, a couple of us figure
if we look like hippies...

...then maybe they won't
give us so much grief.

And then it's harder for you to get a job.

So you're damned if you do--

The VA has a placement program.
Have they not been able to help?

Yeah, a couple of my buddies
tried that.

They're still looking for work.

The dailies need drivers
and guys on the loading dock.

Maybe Sam can make a few calls.

- I guess that'd be good.
- Of course.

But the Department of Labor
has unemployment...

...as low as it's been since,
I wanna say '51, '52?

And in New York, I mean,
between the Classifieds...

...the VA, and going door to door,
you still can't turn up any work?

You know what? I'm toast.

- I'm gonna call this one.
- I didn't mean to imply...

-...that what you're doing--
- No, no.

It's okay.

I'm drunk.

I'm tired.

We'll pick this up soon,
buddy, I promise.

- It's good to meet you, Jane.
- Nice to meet you too.

♪ I see in your eyes sometimes' ♪

♪ And I feel lucky N'

Cindy, come here.

Tony's got it in his head he can
set up Roger with the general's niece.

Wake up, wake up.
Say something. Wake up.

Come on, sit down.

It's been a long day.

I think I'm just gonna go to bed.

But it's I Dream of Jeannie.

Not tonight, Lenny.

Really? Well,
I'd better tell Major Nelson.

Darling, may we dance, please?

Oh, I'd love to.

Here we go.

Major Nelson, Patricia,
what a coincidence.

Room 212.

Can you please patch me through
to the London bureau...

...of News of the Week?
On Haymarket.

Thank you.

Alistair, you old coot, you're in early.

I wanted to make sure
you received my Editor's Page.

No. Talia and I decided to--

We decided to take in the town,
see the sites.

Why? Is some--

What?

Finn?

Is everything all right?

DIVHIS PE RS]
Patti, Patti.

What's up?

Vivian and I are in.

Oh, thank God.

Ladies, I really need this.

- So, what happens now?
- Okay, now we need to just get...

...as many girls together,
but try to be discreet about it.

If anyone were to find out
about this it'd be all over.

All right, what is this?

What's what?

Patti, please. I wasn't born on a farm.
The four of you are up to something.

We're not up to anything.
What would we even be up to?

What are you up to, Jane?

A tinkle.

Wick!

Wick fucking McFadden!

Get the fuck down here.

Where is he?

Where the hell is he?

You son of a bitch.

You goddamn prick.

You got some gall.

What the hell is this?

We tried to reach you.

We tried you at the London bureau,
the hotel...

Repeatedly.
- How was I not clear?

What part of, "Run the fucking story"
did you misunderstand?

General Peers would not confirm
or deny your story.

So you write, "No comment,"
and you fucking run it.

Tomorrow, Time Magazine
will have Songmy on the cover...

...and you know what I've got?
The goddamn Week In Photos!

It's a question of liability.

I am the editor at large.
It is a question of insubordination.

But you wanna write
the fucking magazine, don't you?

You know, that's what you want.

You want to write the magazine,
well, here you go.

Because you know what's best,
don't you?

Take the typewriter!

This is unnecessary.

Take the fucking typewriter,
you cocksucker.

I am not taking
the goddamn typewriter.

Then stop trying to do my fucking job!

Get out of my newsroom.

- Woodhouse--
- You're fired.

Angie, have one of the girls
collect my belongings--

We'll call for a courier.
Get the fuck out.

Anyone else have a problem...

...with the way things
run around here?

Translated by:
Emmett Furey