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Oh!

The Truth Tellerwas nominated

in this year's Ohio Journalism Awards.

You heard right. The Truth Teller.

Three times, in fact.

Mare for her great story on the Softees clog,

Ned for The Truth Telleritself,

and a fresh-faced new upstart, heh, named Oscar Martinez

for the Mr. Digit Puzzle. Best New Game.

I can't remember the last time The Truth Teller won something.

Thank you, thank you.

I'd like to say this means a lot,

but all it represents really is a year of backbreaking,

liver-destroying work

that nearly put me in the hospital.

-Hey, Ned. -How you doing?

-Did you meet my husband? -Luke Putnam.

Oh! MARV: My brother.

Yes! Yes, yes. I see the resemblance. Very cool.

You didn't bring someone for, uh, moral support?

God, no, no. I don't need any moral support.

You only need support if you care about winning.

It's just not a big deal either way.

Mm.

What is not a big deal?

-Oh, my God. -Whoa.

Uh, winning. I don't think winning's a big deal.

-Spinning? -Winning.

Oh, you really said winning.

I did, yeah.

That's bullshit. Winning's always better.

I don't think it is.

I think sometimes it's actually worse.

How?

Well, if you need validation from strangers...

Is that a rabbit's foot in your hand?

No, no. This is, um...

It's part of a dead mouse I found in the street. So...

It's not a mouse and it's not a rabbit's foot.

I cut the leg off my childhood stuffed animal

so that I can rub it whenever I want.

I mean, it's possible

my subconscious has some desire for awards,

'cause I dream about it constantly

but as long as I shove that desire back down

when I wake up...

everything's fine.

Oh, look! Mare's here!

And her date.

Ah.

I hope they have a pleasant evening.

Summer and I really needed this.

Oscar gave me his plus one and all I had to do

was promise to match his purchase orders to invoices

for the entire month of July.

But like, July's weeks away. And look at that woman go.

What?

-You look beautiful, sweetie. -Thank you so much!

-Good to see you too. -No. You?

Me too? Okay. Yes!

There's Marv's table. Social summit.

We should be here.

-Nate, glad you could make it. -Oh, thank you.

-Oh, careful! -Uh, sorry!

-Sober one month. -Bravest man I know.

Congrats.

I'm very proud of this.

Gave the guy a bottle of whiskey for it.

-Hello, everybody. -Hello, everybody.

-Hi. -Hi, Oscar.

I'm sorry, I think you're at the wrong table.

Table 14.

Right, I'm sorry. Fifteen, but we should be 14.

Fifteen's over there.

Aww!

Is that a joke?

Is that somebody's funny joke?

Wowee. Making it look like we're at the kids' table.

Maybe because I look so young.

-It's not that. -No.

I mean...

Oh...

-Mommy, Daddy. -Mommy.

-Hi! -Hi!

What are you doing here?

Well, we thought we'd bring them down

to say goodnight to you guys.

We already said goodnight.

They wanted to again.

Oh, did you?

Okay, well, you guys are gonna go

with your Uncle Travis and Auntie Adelola.

-Aah... -Ugh!

Head back... Back, okay?

-What a night. -Yes.

What a night.

Have you two met my father?

Oh, Jesus wept.

Oh, my God. Are you kidding me?

Dude. Is it... Man! You absolutely rock, dude.

It's nice to meet you.

Theo rolls coal. I follow him on YouTube.

You get a diesel truck, you take off the carburetor,

you lock the brakes, you floor it,

and all this black smoke...

Hello, hello. ...goes everywhere.

Isn't that cool?

It's very bad for the environment.

I cannot believe I just met Theo.

Mare, put a ring on that thing, for real.

All right, Travis, no one needs to know

about your backwoods viewing habits.

No offense, you can go to bed.

-Okay. -See you tomorrow.

Do I think Ned is a little jealous?

I don't know.

Hey, isn't that the girl you're dating?

The weather girl you're hooking up with?

-Oh! -Uh-oh!

Is your whole rotation here?

Yeah, yeah. It's Gloria Tornado.

She's hot. Are you gonna say hi?

"Hi" would be pretty tame for us.

I'm gonna say a lot more than "hi" tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah. If I start it,

it's not gonna stop at "hi," believe me.

Okay. Well, maybe I'll go say hello.

And, um, we can compare notes on you.

Mm?

Good evening,

and welcome to the 63rd Annual Excellence Awards

of the Ohio Press Association.

I heard the chef is from Chicago.

How exciting is this evening, right?

Yes, it's good to be back.

It's been a few years. Hasn't it?

...to turn our eyes away

from the broader world around us.

I need to distance myself from Esmeralda.

I'm getting swept away in her mediocrity.

A prestige shift is happening.

Oscar now has the ear of Marv and that is a dangerous thing.

Accountants have a nasty habit of getting rid of dead weight,

which was my nickname at school, and before.

Nannies can be very cruel.

Oh, my God, no.

Marv's choking and I'm not there.

I'm supposed to be the back-patter!

Oh yes, the Putnams have very narrow esophagi.

The Oregon branch of the family was completely wiped out

after their wagon train passed through a cherry farm.

Mm.

-Ken, can I... Can I help you? -No, I'm good.

And now, "New Game of the Year."

This award honors a designer or news organization

for exceptional engagement in print games.

Come on.

And New Game of the Year goes to...

Oscar Martinez for Mister Digit!

The Toledo Truth Teller.

Hey, it's good! It's good either way.

-Yeah! -Don't change.

Don't change, though.

Thank you!

I... I'd be just as proud if he lost.

Oh, my God. Just admit you want something for once.

You know what? I want to dedicate...

...this win to a group

that doesn't get enough attention,

the documentary film crew that's been following me around

for the better part of 20 years.

I'm sorry I pushed you guys away before.

I think you guys are the only ones who really see me.

And, um...

I guess I was put on earth to be a documentary subject.

And I never told you guys this

but sometimes I answer, uh,

interview questions in my dreams.

So, there you have that.

And they're playing me out now, which is pretty cool.

Um... Uh...

I need to thank Marv Putnam.

Marv, thank you

for ignoring the naysayers.

And for believing in us.

Thank you, Marv!

When he says naysayers, he means me.

I can only see one way out of this.

I need to save Marv's life.

Tonight.

-Your category's up soon. -Oh, I know.

Unlike you, I'm not pretending I don't care.

God, it just feels so ridiculous to even be nominated.

I think it would be ridiculous if you didn't win.

...Don Lye for "Kroger Wage Violations",

Mare Pritti for "Softees Clogs Toledo",

Kelcy Fist for ""P" and "G" A Flood of Green washing",

And Huey Cheang

for "Ohio State Admissions Explained."

And the winner is...

Mare Pritti for Toledo Truth Teller.

Oh, my God!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Get over here!

Oh, my God!

Yeah! Whoo!

-We did this together! -No, we didn't.

-We did this together! Wow! -No, we didn't.

-Whoo! -No, no.

Thank you. Oh, my God.

Okay. Um...

When I first started here at the Toledo Truth Teller,

I wasn't even sure I would write an article I'd be proud of, heh,

let alone winning an award.

Um... I mean, five months ago,

I was pulling articles off a wire,

ranking the arches on Love Islanders'feet.

Sorry, my heart is racing so fast.

Okay, I need to thank my first editor-in-chief,

Sergeant Jones, the only editor who can make you drop

and give you 50 pushups if you misuse the word "hopefully."

My high school English teacher, shout out to Mr. Jenkins.

And finally, I need to thank Ned Sampson...

...our editor-in-chief,

my editor-in-chief.

He gave me an opportunity that changed my life.

And he tends to do that with people, so thank you.

All you need to do to make a dream come true is chase it.

Don't stop chasing.

Thank you, Ned.

I can't wait to celebrate with you tonight.

That's awesome, Mare.

I can't believe I won an award for journalism.

It's just, uh...

I don't know, it's hard to believe

how hopeful I feel right now.

I feel like, uh, anything could happen.

Ohio Award!

Theo and I, um, we go back to seventh grade.

He's a bozo, but we bring each other to stuff sometimes.

This year, we have felt the loss

of some of Ohio's most treasured journalists.

Let us take a moment to honor them.

Good evening, my colleagues.

Keep playing, maestro.

My name is Esmeralda Grand,

and I'm so very sad for all these dead people.

It's so sad to be dead.

♪ Oh, sad, dead journalist ♪

♪ You made Your final deadline ♪

Oh, yes, please.

Respect to the dead.

♪ You are gone ♪

♪ Sad dead journalist You are gone ♪

♪ And no one will read you Anymore ♪

R.I.P.!

Thank you, thank you, guys.

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't, please, don't.

You specifically told me that you were dating other people,

but I was the only person you've been seeing.

Glori... Gloria and I, we-we just went...

We went to go get drinks, right?

I-I don't know how it happened. I was...

I don't know, one thing led to another,

and we didn't have sex.

You tricked me into a monogamous relationship.

It won't... It won't happen again.

Wow, that's great.

I wish I could believe you,

but how am I supposed to trust you?

Am I supposed to, like, hire a detective

and get a video of you sleeping with someone else?

We had a good thing,

and then you acted like a dog, all loyal.

Oh.

I... I think we need to break up.

We don't, actually.

We can just not make a plan for a while.

We aren't in that kind of a relationship.

Yeah, see, um, I kind of was, though.

Wesley Holdswanger!

SoWesley.

He's still in high school.

Thanks.

Again, this is my third.

It's like he was born to be strangled.

...work out, but, um,

I don't wanna mess up your performatively low expectations,

but you might win tonight.

Do you wanna go over your speech?

Sure.

Let's find another place.

I feel like it's so hard to think in here.

Okay.

...who like to prey on my downfall, but, um,

You know what they say, "If you got a prize in your hand",

"you're the guy." So...

Boo.

You can't boo.

I'm saying "blue," like the cheese,

'cause he stinks.

Gotta be somewhere.

Let's see.

No.

Mm-mm.

Oh!

-Oh, no, no. God, no. -Ooh!

-Oh, yes, yes, yes. -No, no, no.

No. That's a wedding. No, no, we can't.

I love this song. It's fine.

Okay, this is nuts. No, no, no. This is nuts.

No, it's fun. NED: I don't...

-Shouldn't be doing this. -Who cares?

-That was nice. -Thanks.

All right. Okay.

Do I start with a joke?

What is the joke?

"Being a good journalist runs in my blood. Literally.

I cannot make mistakes, 'cause I'm 'typo' negative."

Forget the joke.

You laughed.

-Oh. -Sorry.

-I'm sorry. -No, it's okay.

And then I'll thank the staff, obviously.

Yes. Oh, make sure you, um, thank Esmeralda.

She's been a little off tonight.

Yeah, yeah. I can say, uh, Esmeralda, hey.

Great dress, where's your pitchfork?

-You know what? -Mm-hmm?

♪ You say I'm the only one You need ♪

I think, uh, whatever you feel when you get up there

will be just great.

♪ If you leave My heart would bleed ♪

Thanks.

♪ Tell me that ♪

♪ Our love's just begun ♪

♪ And stay by my side... ♪

What if I say that journalism is at a crossroads

because of underfunding?

Would that be abusing my pulpit?

Excuse me?

Yeah.

I don't wanna abuse my pulpit.

God forbid.

Hi.

Hello, mate.

Do us a couple of thick slices, will you?

A hair wider than a common garden hose?

With the gristle, with the gristle.

Some lovely beef

-for you to swallow. -Oh, thank you.

Now, who would like to hear

101 facts that'll make you gasp?

Huh, Marv?

Easter Island,

the heads on Easter Island have bodies underneath.

-Yeah. -Huh.

Yeah.

Oh. Interesting.

The Terminator script was sold for $1.

Ha! One dollar. How?

One dollar.

Otters perform necrophilia.

Why is that?

Because they're cheeky, Oscar.

Hey, Marv, what's not funny, ugly,

and, uh, speaks with a British accent?

Touché. Yes.

Brilliant.

Marv's choking.

Marv? It's Ken. I'm gonna save you.

-All right. -Oi! Excuse me.

Oscar, you greedy bastard!

-He's mine! -Oh, God! No!

Both the Putnam brothers are choking! They're choking!

Marv? Marv, would you like me to save your brother? Marv?

Stop asking! Why are you just standing there?

-No, you have to... -I save Ann!

No, no.

Oh!

Great job, Oscar.

Whoo! You're okay.

Well, I'm not gonna stand here waiting to be thanked.

Thank you.

All right.

We should... We should get inside, right?

-Yeah. -Yeah. Okay.

And Outstanding Print Coverage goes to...

the revitalized Toledo Truth Teller!

All right, oh!

Accepting for the Truth Teller

will be Editor-in-Chief Ned Sampson.

Three wins. Not bad.

Where's Ned? Ned Sampson!

Where are you?

Oh, my God. We won.

You won! You won!

-What? No. -Yes!

You're kidding. How did we win? We won?

-You can give your speech! -Oh, my God! These won't... Ugh!

How do you get in?

Let's get in this way. This way.

Oh!

Is such an honor.

Thank you! Is such an honor.

-Okay. -Holy shit.

-Oh, my God. -Yeah, uh...

Oh, man.

Is that one?

-Agh! Okay. -Yeah!

-It's easy to be nominated... -Earlier this year,

-we set about... build a dream. -...to get an award...

-But not to be nominated... -Rejuvenating local news...

-Thank you so much. -That's the real thing.

Sit down, asshats.

...improve local news in Toledo. Well, look at us now.

Oh, God.

-A way in? -Wait, I don't know.

Hello. Sorry. He won an award.

Teamwork makes the dream work. It's a team effort.

Yes, but he wasn't part of the team.

Oh!

Do you know what you're gonna say?

No! Shoot, my...

Okay. Oh!

Should I talk about my dad?

-Uh... No. -No?

Okay. Why not? I've got a whole thing...

That's it. Hey!

Damn it, dude. You're winning.

And we have meetings every day, he's never there.

I would be catching up through the means of a memo.

-We need to get you in. -No, it's okay.

-Yes, we have to. -It's okay. I'm Zen.

Cut the shit, okay?

You're winning. We have to get you in there.

-Look, this way. -You're...

You got it? Quick, okay, okay.

-Can you get through? -Yeah.

You don't know even

what responsibility means.

Thank you, Toledo! NED: Wait!

-Thank you, America. -I consult.

-You do not consult... -Oh, my God. I'm here.

Don't... Don't start. I'm here! Thank you so much.

Thank you so much!

This is great!

Oh, my God! Thank you so much.

Oh, man.

Oh, my God. I have some people I'd like to thank. Um...

-Esmeralda Grand. -Uh, no.

-Uh, I have, uh... -No? Not at all?

I have my cards.

I think I left my cards...

I know what I wanna say.

I know what I wanna say.

God.

I thought I didn't care.

So I-I just... I just wanna tell the truth.

And that is what we're try...

Oh, for... Goddamn it.

Give her room to breathe.

That was a damn mess.

Miss? Miss, are you okay?

To the Truth Teller!

Truth Teller!

Detrick broke up with me tonight.

No...

So, what? Then you guys were, like, dating?

Nope.

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah. I'm fine.

I just hope he's okay.

Wait, who's he with?

-Oh, well, that's a relief. -Great.

Okay. I'm gonna get changed. See you later.

-Hey. -Hey.

Look at that.

Man, everyone looks magnificent in the light of the Preston.

-Mm. -Must be some special bulbs

they use or something.

Everyone?

Yeah.

Barry.

Barry's dad.

You.

Are you...

trying to tell me I look magnificent?

There you are.

Mare, I'm dying. My eyes are closing.

Um...

-Yeah. Theo, you know, I... -Good night.

-Good night, you two. -Wait, what?

Yeah.

Don't worry about me.

-Get some rest. -Okay.

Good night, dude.

-This was fun. -Yeah.

Hey.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Congratulations to you both.

Esmeralda, are you okay?

Recovering.

You think you should be drinking?

-It's highly recommended. -Okay.

Ooh...

Tragic.

What?

Did we both not see the same thing tonight?

Marv is in love with Ann.

-Probably has been for decades. -He's principled.

Denying two people a lifetime of happiness is principled?

Ann works for him.

So? He can get another job.

Or he can stop being paralyzed

by what other people think of him.

A great man once said:

"You miss 100% of the shots you don't take."

Also an idiot I used to know.

All right.

-Good night. -Bye.

Esmeralda.

You know what?

So what? So what, if you didn't win tonight?

You made it to the stage a couple of times.

-Three. -I counted two.

I also made the toast at the wedding.

-Hey. -Hey.

-So... -What's up?

I didn't get to, uh, say my speech earlier on,

and I thought that you might wanna hear it now.

You know, it's not really a good time.

I know.

-It's just... It's one part. -Yeah.

Okay.

"Jokes aside, I did a joke."

I want to thank one person, most of all.

Someone that I consider my partner in this,

"and without whom, my days..."

-Maybe you should read it. -Okay.

It's a lot of "without whom" s.

I think the speech would have gone over really well.

Yeah?

Mm-hmm.

All right.

Good night.

-Are you kidding? -What?

You're just gonna walk away again,

-right now? -What? Yes.

What else am I gonna do? I'm your boss, Mare.

Bullshit, dude.

It's the definition of a boundary.

-Yeah. -You got Theo. I don't wanna...

Oh, my God.

This is probably awful to say, but that makes me really happy.

If any of your reasons were any good...

you would have left by now.

You don't think I want to kiss you?

-I have no... -I want to kiss you...

but this is... Our team.

-You and me, we're... -The Buddy and the Dude.

Buddy and the Dude. We're making it work.

We're making the paper work.

This would be the classic, fastest way

to mess everything up. We can't do that.

I don't know, maybe we just need to, like...

get it out of our system.

Just get it out of the way

so we can go back to being pals again.

I would love to be pals again. That would be the great.

I just feel like it's also gonna suck

now it's been built up and...

That'd be great if it was terrible,

because then we could go back to normal.

-Exactly. -Because we would be

-a terrible idea. -Yeah.

No, I know. You drive me crazy as it is.

-So I just... -Yeah.

You know, we're journalists, and I feel like...

We should verify.

We should do the research.

Okay, so approach the pal-maker.

Aah...

Oh, God.

Oh, shit.

I would like to make a toast

to this beautiful, beautiful couple.

My love, you are much shorter, right? Oh, my God.

Well, how... How does this work?

Uh... Oh, okay. No, but you look beautiful.

You look beautiful,

and I really wish you a long marriage.

You just have to tolerate sometimes his affairs because...

I mean, who is in charge between you guys?

Probably you, right?

Because of the dimensions, maybe?