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Hey, Dad.

- $700.

Don, back to you.

Can't stick around long.

I think I solved a big case.

- I'm presenting to Louis Freeh this morning.
- $900.

- Did you catch that bomber?

Is that why you're all slicked up?

Yeah.

Good for you.

Good for you.

Yes, two Ts, there you go.

Did you bring me my Camels?

Mmm.

You know, at the precinct,
we used to say

everything you need to know about a man

you can tell from his shoes.

I know, Dad.

Wingtips versus work boots, I got it.

Different time. Different place.

If I showed up at the
FBI with work boots,

I'd-I'd lack credibility.

And you earn credibility how...

fetching Louis Freeh's
coffee and dry cleaning?

You suck a man's dick for two years...

he'll never see you as
anything but his bitch.

_

According to the BAU's analysis,

Richard Jewell perfectly
fits the psychological profile

of a hero bomber.

Obsession with law enforcement
and all its trappings,

lacking in social skills,
product of an unstable home,

inflated self-image at
odds with his reality

as a low-wage, low-skill worker.

The profilers term it
white knight syndrome.

See, Jewell dashes in with great fanfare

to save almost everyone

just seconds before the bomb blows

while he somehow emerges unscathed.

The only way that narrative

makes sense is if Jewell
planted the bomb himself.

There's precedent for this, too.

Los Angeles Olympics, 1984.

Cop found a pipe bomb.

Courageously rushed in,
disarmed it single-handedly.

Cop was a huge hero,
gold-medal performance.

Until they found out that
he set the bomb himself.

Richard Jewell wants
to be the white knight.

What better way than to
miraculously save the day

at the Olympic games, the
biggest stage in the world?

He fits the profile. It's a start.

But it's not enough.

Agent Knox.

I was able to track down
an old friend of Jewell's.

He informed me that Jewell sought out

specialized explosives
training with the ATF.

Needless to say, that's highly unusual

for a part-time prison guard,
which he was at the time.

And that deputy job he keeps
mentioning in interviews...

he was fired for misconduct.

And the friend gave me this.

Wait. What's that on his back?

It's an Alice pack.

Exact model used at Centbom.

Do you realize Clinton is planning

to shake the guy's hand on national TV?

Yeah, I'd recommend postponing that.

No shit.

Okay. Brennan.

Get your teams out.
Canvass northern Georgia.

All known associates.

We need to know Jewell's
life, start to finish.

Knox, start working on
PC for a search warrant.

Sir... uh, I might suggest
taking a more direct approach.

Maybe Knox and I should interview him.

Uh, you mean alert him

so he lawyers up and
destroys any evidence? No.

What if he didn't know he
was being interviewed, sir?

I see this profile.

Jewell idolizes law enforcement.

Wants to get our attention.

Wants to make Daddy proud, as it were.

If we could create a scenario

- that plays into that...
- You mean lie to him.

To get to a greater truth, yes.

Look, this is way off-book.

You screw this up, it could
backfire in a huge way.

Yes, sir. Or we could cut through

six months of investigation
with one conversation.

We could.

Let me think about it, okay?

I want to take Richard Jewell
to the press immediately.

Yeah. That's not an option here.

We're in the middle of
an ongoing investigation.

If you don't name a
suspect, on the front page

of every paper's gonna be
a list of every hate group

that could be responsible.

You have a suspect.

He's not a Klansman.
He's not Nation of Islam

or a neo-Nazi. He's just a fat loser

who wants to be a hero.

You put his face out there,

everyone feels safe again.

Wants to make Daddy proud.

What?

There's white knight syndrome,

but there's also this thing

called good boy syndrome.

He's the director.

How are we supposed to be?

Brennan.

You need to be really honest with me.

Is Jewell a good lead or our only lead?

You put this guy in my lap.

Is he gonna blow up in my face?

Richard Jewell

is an exceptionally solid lead, sir.

You got your interview.

Is Daddy proud?

- Yes, he is.
- Good boy.

Look, it'll be a while
before we can be sure,

but it certainly would
be accurate to say

that Mr. Jewell fits the profile

of a hero bomber.

So...

if that information got to a journalist

you know and trust,

the FBI wouldn't deny it.

♪♪

Really not supposed to
let you look at these.

It's a good story...
a break-in, robbery.

Murder.

But...

Dom.

Jesus.

Have I ever burned anyone here?

- Will you tell him, F.X.?
- No, she's cool.

- It's not that I don't trust you.
- Thank you.

It's just... I want something for it.

It's a good story.

Yeah? Like what?

Well, we, um...

we want to...

you know...

party with you.

You want to party with me?

Like Maganzini told me about.

Oh...

a Maganzini party.

Did Reygada take this call?

I guess.

So, uh...

Hold on a sec.

Lieutenant?

Is Joe Reygada back on duty?

Of course not. He's on
an indefinite suspension

since your story broke. Okay?

Then why am I holding a B&E
top sheet with his name on it?

Oh, shit. Let me take care of this.

Reygada beat his girlfriend's teeth out

with a saucepan,

and you're still having
him answer calls?

Come on, Kath. Look,
we've been stretched thin

because of the Olympics. And
if I don't have somebody...

Is that the quote you
want me to run with?

Blame the Olympics?

You know his girlfriend
gave us pictures.

Why-why do I write these articles...

- so they'll be ignored?
- No. No.

Just, look... I'll get Reygada
off the streets forever.

But we can't take a
public reaming right now.

I always been good to you, Kath.

The only way

I don't run this today

is if you give me something better.

Get me a juicy A1 story,

and I'll think about it.

I will. I swear.

And if Reygada so much
as appears in public

in an Atlanta Police Department T-shirt,

your nuts are in my vise.

Flick of the wrist, Sam.

I need something better than this.

Maganzini gave me an A1 story.

Above the fold.

- That's Metro.

Solid, but Metro.

You want a Maganzini party?

Get me a Maganzini story.

Kathy Scruggs.

Huh?

W... W-Wait.

Are you sure?

Where's this coming from?

Right. Okay, give me a sec.

Shit.

Yeah, yeah.

I got it.

I'm writing a name down.

Dig deep.

Call in favors at other
agencies if you have 'em.

Get me something solid on him.

This is a Maganzini story.

This is ten Maganzini stories.

Hey, there, honey.

- Donny.
- Morning, Kathy.

So, I want you

to go to his apartment
building and sit on it.

Anything goes down, you call me.

Please, take thorough notes.

Very specific and concrete.

And don't tell anyone what we're doing.

We're playing with fire here.

You know what? This
Richard Jewell guy...

he's called our news
desk, like, 15 times.

Him, or someone who works for him,

begging for an interview.

Who told you that... Ronnie?

You find him before you leave,
tell him to come talk to me.

We can use that.

Lieutenant.

How's our buddy Reygada?

Good.

Keep him there.

I'm calling in that favor.

Who do you like in the local FBI shop?

Uh, and how long did
he work for the college?

Oh, thank you.

Right. Mm-hmm.

Well, o-overzealous how, exactly?

Hmm.

You sure about that?

Thank you for getting
back to me so quickly, sir.

Yes. Uh, understood.

This is on deep background.

Well, I spoke to some agents
in your Atlanta office.

Uh, maybe we can begin

by you confirming what they told me.

Uh, that you have your eyes on someone

for the Centennial Park situation.

Uh-huh.

Holy shit, Kathy.

Holy shit.

How long will it take
you to write it up?

Three days, I think.

Two, maybe.

You have two hours.

I want to run this tonight.

Bill, it's...

There are 15,000 reporters
in Atlanta right now.

Every one of whom would give
their left testicle to land this story.

I-It's not ready. It's in progress.

I-I got to triple up on sources,

I have to try to get
law-enforcement confirmations

- on the record...
- It's sourced to Washington.

What more confirmation do you need?

I am also taking into consideration

that we called him a hero

- in 24 point just this morning.

That makes it even better.

It's a fall from grace story.

Look, I get it.

This is a big level-up for you.

You're-you're leaving
your comfortable world

- of D.A.s and cops.

- But I'm...
- Just hold on, this is my intern.

Lindsay?

I'm outside Jewell's apartment.
It's crawling with Feds.

The FBI's staking out Richard
Jewell. I'm looking at 'em.

Okay, kiddo. Get back here.

I'm pulling the trigger on this now.

This is huge,

but it's all worthless
if CNN breaks it first.

Y-You've got to decide:
is this your byline

or-or do I give it to Don,

let him write it up?

- It's mine.
- What?

It's mine.

That's my girl.

Ryan.

I've got an A1 banner
from Kathy Scruggs,

coming in hot.

We're running an evening extra.

Now, I'm about to say three words

that every woman wants to hear.

Stop the presses.

- Monticone.
- Yes.

Sully.

Ronnie.

Drop what you're doing and come with me.

- Yeah, what's up?
- We are now 100% Richard Jewell,

100% of the time.

Hi, there, Richard.

We're Agents Brennan
and Knox, with the FBI.

We could really use your help.

CNN, NBC,

ABC, CBS News,

CBS Sports, PBS. Go!

You ready for this?

They're still warm.

You're about to be famous, Kath.

Buckle up.

Uh...

do you think, uh, there's any way

you might be able to give
me a letter or something

that says I helped out
with this training video?

I've been, uh, looking
for a job real hard

and it could be really helpful,

from the FBI and everything.

Yeah, I... I think we could manage that.

Let's just see how we do here, okay?

Thank you.

If I may ask, sir,

how'd you get into law enforcement?

Oh...

I went to law school.

Uh, well, my dad was a cop.

Oh, that's lucky. I never
really knew my dad

or my stepdad.

He was also an alcoholic, so...

Grass is always greener, right?

Yes, sir. Sure is.

You know, a lot of people say

men who grow up with an
absent or abusive father

can have pretty messed-up relationships

with male authority figures.

Like maybe we're always trying
to find ways to prove ourselves.

Show Dad
we can be the big hero.

Do you ever feel that...

the desire to do something
really out there?

Just to show you're a
somebody, that you matter?

Well, I'm... I was raised
100% by my mom.

Um... uh, for me, Agent, sir, it...

Uh, I'm gonna be honest here. Uh...

My whole life people have said, like,

mean and horrible things about me.

You know, fat and loser and, um...

Couldn't keep a job and
never had a girlfriend and...

petty and pathetic and...

You know, I been-I been called

pretty much every name
on God's green earth.

But I'll tell you what.

When the crap hit the fan, I acted.

Yeah, I might be a fat slob
who lives with his mom.

But, by God, July 27, 1996...

part-time security guard
making eight bucks an hour

took action, and saved the lives

of, like, 300 men, women, and children.

And that man's name was
Richard Allensworth Jewell.

J-Jewell.

Like that.

Sorry.

Nah.

I can tell you're proud
of what you did, Richard.

But maybe you feel regret, too?

Well...

I-I definitely wish,

if we'd had about five more minutes,

nobody would've been killed.

You know, I think about that a lot.

Blame yourself, you...

you feel guilty for what happened.

In a way, yeah. I guess I do.

You know, not, uh,

guilty, exactly,

but, um...

I-I wish nobody had been killed or hurt.

Definitely, I wish that.

It didn't go the way you wanted it to.

Yes, ma'am, I guess you could say that.

People weren't
supposed to die that night.

They definitely weren't.

Richard, help us out here.

You're a perceptive guy.

You've worked with suspects before.

Can you help us imagine
the kind of thing

the bomber might've been
feeling to make him do this?

What would he be saying inside his head?

Oh. I'm just guessing here.

But if I'm the bomber, I guess I...

I want people to listen to me.

You know, I'm feeling kind of like

people don't take me seriously.

Excuse us, Richard. Uh...

- Just a moment.
- I'll be here.

Please tell me you're
not interviewing Jewell

without Mirandizing him.

If you're gonna get
a confession on tape,

you need to read Jewell
his Miranda rights.

Sir, respectfully,

this is a very delicate conversation.

He's talking because
he thinks we're friends.

We're getting close to the truth here.

- Inserting Miranda now will spook him and then...
- Okay,

Jewell is already in the press.

The minute he walks out
of there, the jig is up.

How did Jewell get into the press?

We need to investigate.

Agreed. But we need
to close this tonight.

And we need a tape we can play in court.

Sir, i... isn't it possible,

- if we could get...
- No, it's not.

Find a way, do it.

Yes, sir.

Give us a moment to strategize.

Journalist Kathy Scruggs of
the Atlanta Journal-Constitution

has broken a dramatic story in the hunt

for the Centennial Olympic Park bomber.

Ms. Scruggs' banner headline reads

"FBI Suspects Hero Guard
May Have Planted Bomb".

We've been asked to relay

Ms. Scruggs' story to you verbatim.

♪♪

♪ One more night and I know... ♪

You can stop now.

They caught the guy. Thank God.

So, if you boys don't mind,

I'd like my quilting setup
brought back in tonight.

Oh, and the gutters, too.

Sorry, honey. Media
can say what it wants.

We're not stopping.

- I hate to say it, boss... Trudy's right.

- This is coming from the FBI.
- Yup.

The FBI, Earl.

The same FBI that has
all the actual evidence.

Plus computers, labs, spectrometers,

and an army of PhDs to analyze it.

Yup.

We are in your garage.

What exactly do we have to offer here...

uh, gumption?

- Yeah.
- Gumption.

Great.

Bottom line, it's the only way
he doesn't walk out of here.

Would that satisfy a court?

As long as he signs the waiver,
we're covered, legally.

Yeah, but ethically?

Getting a Miranda
under false pretenses...

Jack, you know this
is crossing the line.

This is way, way, way off the res.

You could say no.

You're in the room
and know the situation,

Freeh isn't and doesn't.

Someone in HQ screwed
up and leaked this.

We shouldn't be the ones
stuck picking up their mess.

Okay.

Okay, we'll put you on the phone.

You say no to Louis Freeh.

Hell no.

That's why I like being number two.

You're the one stuck
between pissing off your boss

and compromising your integrity.
I'm just the peanut gallery.

I execute orders,

walk away, sleep great at night.

Chain of command.

He's the director.

He has a big picture
neither of us are privy to.

If he wants Miranda...

we'll give him Miranda.

- Richard.
- Hi.

We were just talking,
and, uh, we had an idea.

We want to make this training video

as realistic as we can, right?

- Yes, sir.
- Right.

So we thought we'd add a little acting,

a little role-playing.

We're gonna show you our
badges.

There you go.

Agents Brennan and Knox.
Federal Bureau of Investigation.

And then we'll have you sign

a waiver of your Miranda rights.

Right to remain silent, right
to an attorney, all that.

You can read it over and sign,

just as if it was the real thing.

Oh.

Like, if this were a real
interview, I'd sign this?

Well, yeah.

Sure you would, Richard.

Definitely.

Unless there's something
you're trying to hide from us.

Is there?

- Hmm?
- No. No, ma'am.

Great.

You know, I'd-I'd love to hear more

about your explosives training.

Not many deputies are ambitious enough

to get out there and learn that stuff.

Uh, well, the ATF was having a session

for us rural deputies,

and, uh...

Um...

Sorry to s...

um...

interrupt the exercise,

but is this a real interview?

- Richard.

This is us talking, that's all.

Okay, I get that.

Sorry, I-I don't want
to screw up your video.

- It's fine.

We understand. Uh, but let's keep going.

Um, what did the ATF teach you?

Did you guys get into bomb
construction methods at all,

- or...
- Well...

Yes, the officers
taught all the trainees

how a perpetrator, um...

Sorry, I'm...

Uh, this is gonna sound crazy,

uh, but y-you guys don't
think I had anything

to do with the, uh, you know,
the, uh, bomb, do you?

- Hey, whoa, Richard.

Why would you even ask that?

Is there any reason we'd think that?

Wait, you...

you really think... Y...

You see me as the kind of person
that'd do something like that?

Can I ask...

I'm sorry, uh...

Do you guys think I should, uh,

should call a lawyer, or... ?

A lawyer? What...

- Why would you need a lawyer?

We're just three law
enforcement professionals

going over what happened. Uh...

- We do this all the time.
- Mm-hmm.

We're making a training video.

Uh, usually, it's an FBI agent
sitting there, you know?

But this was just a special
opportunity to work with you.

-Yeah.
- Okay.

We're just
doing our jobs, all right?

Richard.

You're making us look bad.

I thought you wanted a letter
of recommendation from us.

Yeah. I'm so s... I'm so sorry.

I'll-I'll keep talking. I
really want to help you out.

- Mm-hmm.
- Uh, I don't e-even

really have a lawyer, uh...

But I think I'd like one. Or...

to call one, if that's
okay with you guys.

Just to see what he says.

Okay?

Conversation's over.

I'm sorry.

That's him, in the truck!

There he is!

There he is, there he is, right there!

Richard! Richard!

Hey, why did you do it, Richard?

Richard! Why did you do it?

It's okay, it's okay.

- Talk to me, Richard.

- Tell us why you did it.
- What made you do it, Richard?

... FBI is
close to making the case,

in their language, so
they probably have enough

to arrest him right now.

I got it. I got it.

- Mom, I don't know what...
- Come on. C-Come on.

Sit down.

I don't know what's going on.

- Right to left, right to left.
- Okay. Okay.

Look at me. Son.

Son.

I don't understand this.

What-what did you do?

Richard...

what did you do?

♪ Well, I work six days out of seven ♪

♪ Waiting all week for Saturday night ♪

♪ Going out to neon heaven... ♪

You see this?

This has got to be coming from the FBI.

Yeah, they're convicting
him in the press

'cause he's an easy target.

Fat. Southern. Poor.

He's presumed guilty
'cause he's a bubba.

- Yeah, well...
- Hey, I'm a bubba.

- You're not a bubba, Earl.
- No, you only think

I'm not a bubba because you know me.

But if I was just to sit in
your pew of a Sunday morning,

you'd think, "bubba".

I just happen to be a bubba
who caught one or two breaks

that Richard Jewell didn't, but, hell,

there are photos of me just
like that right up in the attic.

Camo, guns, the whole hog.

Oh...

"Evil bubba wants to be a hero".

It's a good story.

That's the problem.

A good story makes your mind shut down.

You start to see only the
thing that fits the story,

you ignore everything else.

We want to get at the truth.

We can't afford to judge on appearance.

The only thing we should be listening to

is right here.

Oh, let's take her for a spin.

Jesus. This thing is heavy.

Yeah, and I'll bet you're in...

better physical condition
than Richard Jewell.

Oh. Damn.

All right.

Bench was here.

50 yards from the stage.

He would have been wrecked.

Plus, it was 98 degrees that night.

He'd be sopping wet, panting.

People would have noticed.

But they didn't.

All right, the bomb was right here.

All right.

Tower would have been over there.

Stop.

That's where Jewell
was when the bomb blew.

No way. No way was he so close.

Unless he was suicidal.

18 feet. That's the spot.

Those pipes are as big as my arm.

If I'm the guy who taped
a thousand nails to them

and poured five cans
of gunpowder into them

- and I set the timer?
- Yeah.

No way in hell am I gonna
stand here when it blows.

Yeah, that's why these
hero bombers almost always

use tiny devices.

Hell, you remember

that cop in the '84
Olympics in Los Angeles?

Yeah.

The bomb he planted and found

was a couple of firecrackers.

You want to be a hero,

you don't want to risk
blowing yourself to pieces.

What?

I think I know what
that metal plate was.

Look here.

I think it was a directional plate.

Like a piece of steel
in a Claymore mine.

See? That's why we found all those nails

way up on that building over that way

and hardly anything on
the far side of the bomb.

The directional plate focused the blast

and the shrapnel this way.

Right towards all the people.

Right toward us.

Toward Jewell.

Yeah. That's the thing.

If you build a huge bomb
with a directional plate

to focus the blast,

wouldn't you focus it
away... from yourself?

This hero bomber theory...
it's a good story,

it works in an office
or a lab or a newsroom.

But down here on the ground,

you listen to the bomb, boy.

No way Jewell did this.

The park was full that night.

Families, kids.

Whoever did do this

carried his bomb right
past all those people.

And didn't care that he might
blow them all to shreds.

Meanwhile, the FBI is
chasing an innocent man

and putting a bubba on the front page

to make everybody feel safe,
and the guy who did this...

that guy... he's still out there.

As you can see, special agents

of the Federal Bureau of Investigation

are presently executing
a federal search warrant

on the premises of
Richard Allensworth Jewell,

seeking evidence in an
ongoing investigation

to determine the perpetrator
of the tragic events

- at Centennial Park...
- Could you tell me

when you're, uh, bringing my stuff back?

Uh, just... Why are they

taking my-my Tupperware?

I'm seeing nails, pieces of wire,

different types of tools.

These are damning
images I'm seeing here.

It has all the appearances
of a bombmaker's workshop.

It's a three-ring circus,

- organized for the TV cameras.
- Yup.

I'll give you a pen and a
pad. I want you to bag it

- Excuse me.
- and tag it and bring it down here, take it to...

- Take it to the truck.
- Excuse me.

- Is that clear?
- I'm Agent Earl Embry with the ATF.

I'd like to speak to
the agent in charge.

Make an appointment. So
you're gonna make sure...

Oh, you're in charge?
'Cause I have information

regarding your investigation.

Yeah, well, we're gathering information

concerning our investigation.

We're a bit occupied
with that right now,

so call the office, make an appointment

and let me do my job, please.
You have your orders.

- Agents, clear them off my scene.
- EMBRY: Important. Oh!

Her scene.

All right.

- Tough guys here.

All right.

You can let 'em come back in now.

Folks, you can come back in.

Why-why is he taking my videotapes?

The-The Lion King, the...

... and the-and The
Little Mermaid. Wh...

Wh...

Once you guys
have wrapped up in the kitchen,

take it back to the hallway...

Hey, Mama?

Mm-mmm. No, no.

Mr. Jewel?

You want to explain that?

Oh, um...

that's, uh, just a novelty, sir.

I mean, it's a genuine grenade, uh,

but it's hollowed out, see?

Um, "Complaints Department.
Take a number".

Number's on the pin. Just a joke, sir.

Uh, yeah, they're just

coming out right now. We see them.

Make that safe.

Bag it up for the lab.

All right, Richard.

We're gonna need your
help finishing this up.

Come with me.

Okay.

15, copy. Uh, so, stand by.

Sit down, Richard.

This acknowledges the search.

Sign here.

Okay.

This acknowledges the items we've taken

in the course of our search.

Sign and initial every page, please.

The pink copy is your receipt.

This form is for the redress
over any damaged items.

Our warrant also provides
for the acquisition of DNA

and hair samples, so
we're gonna do that now.

Hold still and open your mouth, please.

And finally,

we're authorized to get a voiceprint.

It's kind of like a vocal signature.

I need you to read this

into this recorder here.

You want me to say this out loud?

Yes, Mr. Jewell.

This-this says...

I know what it says.

I need you to say,

"I've planted a bomb
in Centennial Park".

I really don't want to say that, sir.

Well, we have a federal search warrant

that says you need to say it for us.

So, we can do it now

or we can take you into custody

and do it in the jailhouse.

Your choice.

Richard! Shut your fat friggin' mouth.

Who's this guy?

I'm his lawyer.

Watson Bryant, Esquire.

I don't care what your warrant says.

Last time I checked, the First Amendment

forbids the government
from compelling speech.

So, Richard, shut the hell
up till these folks leave.

Could you-could you guys
just give us some space

with my client here?

Well, sorry it took me so long.

I was at the dressage
finals with my daughter.

Didn't get your message
till 15 minutes ago.

Geez, Watson, I'm... I'm-I'm...

I'm in trouble, big trouble.

No shit, Sherlock.

Hey, you got that 150 bucks you owe me?

Well...

I-I meant to call you.

Oh, when, two years ago?

Right, you-you bummed 150 from me

and then disappeared
for two years, Richard.

You all right? You all right?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Hey, Mr. Big Shot.

You think it's fair that you're
letting the press try, convict,

and sentence my client
without any habeas corpus?

Without any kind of due process?

The FBI believes in
freedom of the press, sir.

Yeah, yeah, right. No,
you're colluding with them.

You're letting them do
your dirty work for you.

"Save big with Bryant"?

Yeah, I do real estate law.

But I know a violation
of constitutional rights

when I see one, and I hate bullies.

Especially bullies in suits.

Pack it up!

You heard him. Let's go, guys.

You didn't do it, did you?

No, sir.

No, don't give me the "sir" shit.

These people want to put
you in the gas chamber.

And I cannot help you
unless you tell me the truth.

I didn't have anything to
do with the bomb at all.

Well, that's good.

I guess.

Sir, did
Richard Jewell admit to anything?

MALE REPORTER: Why is he not in jail?

- Director.
- You got the talking points?

Uh, yes, sir. Um, I am concerned

that the talking points, uh,

while technically accurate, may create

an inaccurate impression
of what we discovered.

You discovered an
inert explosive device.

Y-Yes, sir, but the
individual in question

made it clear that it was a gag item.

Uh, uh... a novelty. Uh...

You know, not a real explosive.

There's a bigger picture here
that you're not aware of.

Absolutely.

That's why I'm asking.

I just didn't want to put
you in a difficult position

due to my negligence in
not informing you that...

You need to deliver the
statement as written.

Are you uncomfortable with that?

Absolutely not.

Very glad to, sir.

Thank you, sir.

I'm totally unqualified for
this and you're a disaster.

We're going up against the FBI
and the national news media,

and they've got this whole
thing sewed up real good.

And they're gonna pound
you into hamburger,

and there's not much I or
anyone else can do for you.

But if you're not gonna give up...

... I'll fight for you.

To the bitter end.

Okay.

Earlier today, the FBI

discovered a deactivated
explosive device.

I'm not at liberty to discuss
the size and dimensions

of the explosive device except
to say that it was unarmed

when we discovered it,
we made sure it was inert

and it has been removed safely.

Now, at this time, the FBI
is convinced that there is

no longer any danger posed to
the public by this individual.

Our investigation is ongoing,
but our message

to the public is clear:

breathe easy, enjoy the closing
days of the Olympic Games.

I told him it was a paperweight.

I told him.

They don't do this

to innocent people, Richard.

What does that mean, Mom?

They don't.

They just don't.

Mom.

Fantastic work. I'm
bringing you and Knox

back to headquarters to work
on this Whitewater business.

I need someone I can
depend on in the trenches.

What about Richard Jewell?

We'll sit on him, we'll
keep him locked down.

He's not gonna going anywhere,

and he's not gonna hurt
anyone, thanks to you.

Honestly, I'd like to
see the case through.

At least until we charge him, sir.

Jack, you're moving up.

You just led a major case,
accomplished Bureau objectives

and looked great on TV while doing it.

Let the little people
tie up the loose ends.

Enjoy the victory.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Oh.

I saw you on TV.

Looked like a goddamn
ventriloquist dummy

just yapping whatever
they tell you to say.

_

I know, I know.

That's how it is.

Yeah.

Hey, Tru-Tru, listen.

I just had a bunch more
bomb cases dropped in my lap,

which means I'm officially so
buried it won't matter at all

if I take two or three hours
to have lunch with my love.

So I'll swing by and pick you up

in about 31 minutes, okay?

Bye.

♪ Got a nametag on a shirt... ♪

Holy shit.

Hey.

Bomb went off outside the
office building right over there.

Uh, nobody was hurt,
we think the target was

the abortion clinic inside, but
it was closed for the weekend.

All right, do me a favor.

Call ATF Atlanta.

Ask them to have Joe Holliwell
come out here, all right?

Joe Holliwell. Thank you.