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I was walking into the overpass as
primly dressed secretaries and weary

washers marched onwards and upwards to
start their days.

The cold winter wind whipped my face and
a card caught my eye.

I flipped it over to find Joker.

Joker. Joker.

Go, go, go, go. All.

Things in life are rarely here to stay,
the good and the bad.

So worry not me.

I smile at the cars out there, just like
the snow should melt.

What are you hearing, Indianapolis?

It is Tuesday, February 8th.

The time is 8 .45 and 55 seconds.

I'm DJ Red Temple.

And this is Diodato.

Hello, sir.

Where's Barb? Barb usually sits at this
desk. Are you new? I am new, thank you

for asking. I'm Doreen. And you are?

Tony, I have a meeting with Meridian
Mortgage.

Great. M .L. Hall.

M .L. Hall.

Tony... Tony Karitsis. Karitsis.

Yeah.

Mr.

Hall will be with you in just a moment.
Feel free to wait on the couches over

there.

Right over there.

Okay.

Hello?

Uh -huh, yes.

Mr.

Critzis? I'm so sorry. It seems there
was a bit of a scheduling kerfuffle.

ML's actually in Florida right now.

The burrito, Mr. Hall.

Oh, oh, oh. No, no, no, no.

I'm sorry, sir?

Well, you should be, because this is
wrong.

Oh, uh, it's the same order as
yesterday, sir. It's grilled chicken

and sautéed spinach.

But this is the whole burrito, cut in
half.

I always eat my...

Burrito, cotton thirds.

And most importantly, on Tuesdays...
Tuesday doesn't eat meat.

I don't eat meat.

No meat on Tuesdays. That's right. So
while you were close, certainly no

What? He's in Florida.

Boy, I tell you, sure wish I could be in
Florida right now. It is cold out there

today. No, no, no, no, no. I have a
meeting with Meridian Mortgages on the

You still do? His son Richard's on his
way down now.

I'm so sorry I'm late. I told him, sir,
ML's office. It's a last minute work

trip. He's very sorry. Work trip my ass.

He's dodging me and the woman.

Does that sound like a good idea?

Would you like that?

ML's office?

Yeah. Let's do that.

All right, Dick. You're the boss.

You want a mint? No.

Here we go.

Sorry about that.

Just go around to the left tunnel.

Hey, Barb.

How you doing?

You remember Tony?

Oh, hi, Tony. Oh, hi, Barb. This is
where you are.

Yeah, I'm moving up. What happened to
your arm?

Oh, I'm not... It's nothing.

Hey, Barb, do you mind if we use Dad's
office? We're just going to go through

some things.

It's good to see you, Barb. You've
always been nice to me. Come on in,

Um, hey, Dick, do you mind if I shut the
door?

I could use the privacy.

Oh, yeah.

Sure thing. On my shorts of it.

Riding up past East Market Street.

I don't want anyone catching a look. You
know, that costs extra.

Pretty little family you got there.

Dick, do me a favor, will you?

And I'll open these plants over there on
the table with you.

Of course.

So, I imagine you want to talk about the
land and everything that you and Dad

have been going through.

Dad.

Hang on a second.

Now you turn around.

Hey.

Tony. This is serious, Dick.

Real serious.

I'm going to wire this sheer shock under
your neck.

Now, Tony, put it away.

Tony, you don't want to do that.

This company's done me wrong.

So I'm going to let the world know what
you and your dad have done to me.

Simple as that.

What do you want?

I want you to turn around.

Turn around!

Okay, okay.

I'm turning around.

You take your sport coat off.

Take it off.

Along with your necktie. Tony, I
don't... Let's get comfy.

Okay. Take it off. Okay, okay.

Tony, what is this?

This here, Nick, is a dead man's wire.

If you faint, stumble, or try to run,
there it is.

There it is. This will blow your head
off.

Now, listen, Tony.

No one's seen us.

Okay? You've made your point.

I'm just getting started.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey!

Hey, Tony, Tony, Tony, they can't see,
they can't see us, but not through Dad's

windows, okay?

Don't matter anyhow.

Pick up that phone.

Pick up. That was the Polish maestro,
Theo Marcinski.

I'm DJ Fred Temple.

WCYD.

911 emergency.

Yes? Just a moment.

Hello.

Sir, this is a real serious thing.

I'm just taking a prisoner. It's not a
crime call.

No, no, no, sir.

What problem you got?

Give me the highest ranking officer you
got.

Sit down, Dick. Just sit down here.
Slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly. Your

depends on it, because it sure as hell
does, buddy.

Sir, what's your problem?

I've got a shotgun wrapped around a
man's neck.

Yeah. Let me tell you something.

They have fucked me around for four
years.

Hey, tell her to get out of here.

Everything's all right.

Everything's all right, Barb.

Thank you, Barb.

I'm a little upset.

Okay, okay, just take it easy.

Now, if anybody yanks on me or yanks on
that gun, he'll die.

You understand?

Where are you at?

What's your name?

Write down the full address. The full
address.

Yeah, careful now. Please give me some
slack, Tony.

What's your name?

My name is Tony Kuritsis.

K -I -R -I -T -S -I -S -I -N -G.

I'm very concerned about this man's
family.

Not particularly this man's father, who
I treated like a goddamn father myself

on many occasions, and he treated me
like a fucking dog.

And this guy here did the same thing.

Okay, well, we're going to try and get
someone out there to help you, okay?

They have fucked me around for four
years.

Millions of dollars involved.

Now, I've got a son here.

Dick Hall. A big shot here.

Yeah. Hey, baby!

I thought of that.

Give it to me.

Give it to me. All right, so it's 129
East Market Street.

Now I'm on the fourth floor in the
executive office.

You tell those motherfuckers to play it
cool because this is a real fucking

McCoy. Yeah, I signed those papers when
they cornered me, you see. I've been

trying for four years. There are loan
companies.

Hello?

So what's your plan, Tony, huh?

What's next?

Well, the plan was to drive back to my
place.

The damn key broke into ignition walking
in here.

Would you believe that?

Okay. But hey, you're parked in the
garage, right? We'll just take your car.

Tony, I'm parked about two blocks over
on Earl Street. It's a long story, but

it's where I get my muffin because they
carry the sugar freeze.

The sugar freeze?

Yeah.

Well...

It's a nice little walk.

Tony. Tony, I don't know if we want to
make a scene like that. The scene's

already started.

Look at this.

Look at this.

Beautiful.

Where are you, Carlos?

I call shotgun. Okay.

Hey, hey, hey.

You got the memo? I got the memo. Take
it easy.

Move it. Stay calm.

You stay calm.

Take it easy.

Use this.

Squeeze it through.

Whoa.

But the party started.

Okay, officers.

Don't mind us. We're just going for a
little walk.

Yeah, that's what I can see.

Steady. Easy now. Easy now. This is
locked and loaded.

Easy.

That's right, officer.

Officer.

Slow down. Slow down.

Yeah,

yeah, sure thing. Yeah, we'll be right
there. Thanks.

Early shift on this side of town. Police
activity on Market Street.

Market Street. Let's go, let's go, let's
go.

Hey, maybe it's a robbery.

Girl can only dream.

Let's go.

Okay, okay, okay.

Sir,

sir, if I may.

Move it, pal.

She's knocked away.

What? Purify me with your spirit and I
will be cleansed. Wash me and I will be

whiter than snow.

Psalm 51.

Why don't you wash my ass, Father?

Nice try. It's Tuesday, not Sunday.

Now get lost.

You sure they're saying it's Tony
Karitsis?

Apparently. Tony Karitsis.

Chatty Cathy from 8th and Rail?

That's what they're saying.

With a shotgun?

Yes, sir.

Wait. Tony.

Tony fucking Corinthians. Holy shit.

Hey.

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hands. Hands or this
trigger gets pulled.

Stay back.

It's all right, Tony.

It's all right. I ain't armed. Look.

I ain't packing, man.

No weapon. It's okay, Tony. It's me.

What? Mike Grable.

Mike? Mike Grable.

For making real. A cop bar. I'm a cop.

We know each other.

Oh, hey, Mike.

Good to see you.

I know this guy. He's a friend of mine.
Tony, why don't we go somewhere?

Listen to me. Listen.

Why don't we go somewhere? No, you
listen.

We're going to Pearl Street.

Earl Street.

Earl Street to get into this man's car
and drive back to my apartment. These

guys, they're not going to let you find
the wheel of a car. Get in the left.

Get in the left.

I can't. Get in the left. I see people
gathering. Get in the left. Wait, wait,

wait.

Back up. We're just talking.

You're other than a fucking idiot.

He's an idiot. All right? It's okay.

It's okay.

He's got a gun.

We're just going to talk. No, Mike.
You're going to listen.

Get your camera rolling. Come on.

He's a fucking idiot, Mike. All right?
He's an idiot. He doesn't know better.

All right? He's an idiot. We're going to
get in this man's car, and you're going

to let me.

Now, if anyone yanks on us or tries to
run away, this trigger gets pulled. You

get that?

You follow me, pal?

Stay back. Back up.

Back up.

Stay back.

Stay back. Lower your weight.

Lower your weight.

Fuck Earl Street.

Hey, kid, give me your handcuffs.

Wait, what?

Give me your fucking handcuffs. I'm
taking your car.

You can't take my car.

I see the key in the ignition. It's
running. Don't play dumb.

Give me the fucking handcuffs.

Give them to him.

Yeah, okay.

And I ain't got no bone to pick with the
police.

Some of my best friends are police
officers.

Ain't that right, Mike?

Stay back!

Stay back!

I'm not taking your car for good.

I ain't no thief.

I'm going to the Crestwood Apartments,
okay?

Crestwood Apartments.

Yeah. And don't you worry.

You can follow me.

You follow me if you need directions.

Get up! Get out of the way. Get out of
the way. Get out of the way.

We can't do this, Tony.

Let me just... Slow down, Tony.

Slow down.

Real shit. What's going on? I'm hearing
a robbery?

Uh, it looked like a white guy strapped
a shotgun to another white guy's head.

Jesus, a shotgun?

It's a circus, and they just left.

What do you mean, they left?

Well, the guy with the gun made that
little blonde fella steal a cop car just

now, and it feels like the police are
just letting it happen.

All right, well, thanks for being there
on such short notice, Linda.

I'm going to tell the whole department,
and we'll get the A -team on it from

here. Thanks.

Why don't you come on down to the studio
and we'll make sure you get lunch.

Well, hold on now a minute. I heard the
name of the apartment complex that

they're going to. I know some folks in
that building. I could be there as soon

as they land. What apartment complex?

I'm showing you on camera.

And you'll let me report some real news
for once, not some fuzzy feel -good

charity segment that people will tune
out. How about that?

Linda?

Fucker.

Head south towards Seward now.

You heard her.

Let's go, guys.

We're going to head north as soon as
they clear out towards Crestwood, not

Seward. A little out of the way, but
we'll cut through the traffic.

There's a bird in a tree singing a song
just for me.

Just for me.

Bossy B.

Duck in the morning.

Smooth jazz Sundays.

Fred Temple.

You just try to work in silence. You
fucking psycho.

That wouldn't make sense for you. I
listen to 105 .2, okay? I'm just trying

focus on the rubber.

I love Fred Temple.

I like his takes, you know?

Great radio host, Tony.

Hard and solid.

This guy's out of his mind.

Tony, just give me some slack, okay? I'm
trying to get us there in one piece.

Oh, the cavalry's are coming.

The whole city's going to know how big a
crook your dad is.

How does that feel?

Keep going straight. I think it's a left
up here. You said a left before.

Tony, am I taking a left? You don't
think I know where I live? God damn it,

your fucking mouth. Yeah, I'm just
trying to focus on the road. It's a left

here, you're right.

Some

good

driving, Dick.

Some good, good driving.

It's a one -hour time.

Does this thing have an intercom?

I would not have the slightest clue.

How do you do know? I do know that.

Fucking shit, Sean.

I don't fucking think there's one.

If you're looking for the radio, unhook
the gray device from the console.

And press the red button to speak.

Thank you.

Now, Tony, we got men in your apartment.

A lot of worried folk out here.

Bullshit! If any of your men so much as
stepped foot in my apartment, this whole

place would be up in flames.

The only smoke I smell is the one you're
trying to blow up my ass.

I'm calling your bluff, Mike.

I rigged this sucker for this very
moment. Got it?

Well, you can't blame me for trying to
de -escalate, Tony.

I can't blame you, and I will blame you.

Now, listen.

This is what you're going to do.

You boys are going to let me and Mr.
Hall here walk into my place.

Then you're going to get Joe Collins or
Frank Love or hell, Steve Gallagher here

to talk to me. This is above your pay
grade now.

Okay?

Okay, Tony.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Where are we going, Tony?

Out of here.

Where are we going?

Hold still that gun!

Hold still that weapon right now! Hold
still that right now!

It's all right, Tony. It's okay. Keep
your distance. Keep your goddamn

I ain't playing around.

It's okay, Tony. It's all right. It's
okay.

Tell him to stay back. Get back. Get
back now. Mike, tell him to stay back.

Okay. In here. In here. In here.

Open the door.

All right.

Secure the perimeter right now. Let's
go.

Up here.

Ah, they're in the glass, in the glass,
in the window. We are the A -team now.

Prime time.

Fuck yeah.

Where are we going?

There you go.

Ladies first.

Stop,

stop, stop.

Come back, come back, back up.

We're home, Dick.

We're home.

Yeah.

I'm going to sit you up over here.

Here. Okay, Tony. Okay. Sit down. Hands
down. Hands down. I don't want to see

your hands anywhere.

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah. Okay.

Sit back.

Sit back.

Okay, Tony.

Don't you move, Dick.

and put this, look at this dick. Look
where it goes.

On there.

This goes on here.

You see why.

Alright.

Now remember, I got this dick.

No funny business.

Alright?

Alright.

Hands down.

Hands down. That's it.

Yeah.

You ain't going to work.

All right. Hey, what's up? How you
doing? All right.

Biggie, you stole me $5.

Don't want to be like that.

Oh,

hey there, Fred.

What's up? How you doing?

Good, good. How are you, sir?

You know they pay us to play the radio
and not listen to it, right?

Um, it's just... I told my New York
friend I'd listen to this band's demo.

Uh, it's, uh... It's punk.

We could play some Gil's Got Hair On up
in here sometime, right?

Uh, yes, sir, absolutely.

You know who Gil's Got Hair On is?

Yeah.

Love Gil.

Anyway, um, any mail for me?

Hmm? Mail.

Mail. Carry a pigeon. Envelope. Oh, no,
uh, slow day, sir, you know.

Tuesdays. You high, aren't you?

No, not at all.

It's cool.

Just not so much.

Oh, God

damn. That was some good driving, Dick.

That was some really, really, really
good driving.

Yeah, feels good to be home, doesn't it?

Want something to drink?

Want some milk?

Sure thing, Tony. You like ice in your
milk?

No. No ice, Tony.

Good, because I don't remember if I
filled the tray. This morning was a

whirlwind. Let me tell you.

I did fill the tray.

I like ice with my milk.

I'm worried like that.

Let's see.

You sure you don't want any ice?

No ice, Tony.

It's cold in the way from the fridge.

Oh, yeah.

Here we go, Dick.

Oh, fuck.

Do you like this little contraption I
made?

I rehearsed this thing for weeks.

It worked.

It fucking worked.

The river cannot go back.

Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible.

I've got some Roberta Flack for you.

Coming at you now.

We're outside now, the residence of
Tony.

As you can see, reporting live, we're
evacuating the premises.

This is an emergency situation.

Everyone, let's go.

Coming to you first, Channel 12.

Hey,

hey. You guys can't be... No, no, no.
You guys can't be here. You need to

the parking lot.

This place could blow at any minute.
Come on, let's go. Can you confirm that

authorities have confirmed that there
are explosives on the premises?

We're just taking every precaution, so
we're evacuating the area. So you guys

need to get behind the barricade. Let's
go. Ma 'am, please.

Behind the barricade. Let's go.

Hey, Chief.

What's this I'm hearing about
explosives?

I'm Linda Page, reporting to you live
from Crestwood Apartments. This place is

wired to blow.

Yeah, I know Tony.

What are they doing?

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

I got lines rigged to the glass!

Any of you sharpshooters get cocky, we
go up in flames!

Explosives!

I saw something in that land that no one
else did.

Because I'm a man of the people. I know
the people.

And I paid my dues.

Slinging ice cream as a kid, selling
used cars, trailer park maintenance, you

name it, I've done it.

Tony, no one is saying you haven't.

Tony, you're following me.

You, you and your dad and that
godforsaken mortgage company deter those

I know it.

Hello, Tony. This is Chief Gallagher.
One second, pal. You're going to want to

listen to this.

You think you can milk me of interest
and then just hand me out to drive in?

Tony, dad offered to buy you out.
Exactly!

He knew I was on to something.

Staking that land, providing services
and groceries for those y 'all normally

wouldn't take two seconds to pay mine
to.

Power's in leasing, not selling for a
loss. I don't need to explain that to

That's power in this world, equity.

But you couldn't let the little car go
to waste, could you?

Excuse me, Gallagher.

Tony, can we talk next step?

Gallagher, are you listening? I want a
written agreement for Meridian Mortgage

and the county clerk's office.

I want my debt forgiven and financial
compensation for all the money I would

have had by now.

And I want to walk out of here a free
man.

No jail time and no psychiatry bullshit.

And most importantly, you getting this?

I want an apology.

I want a formal apology for Meridian
Mortgage and this poor man's father.

You copy?

Now fuck off.

These cuffs are awful tight.

Well, I'm sorry, Richard. I ain't got no
keys.

I'm sorry, Richard. I really am sorry.

I'll work on getting you on a call with
your family later.

How's that sound?

man's car and you're gonna let me now if
any one of us goes running or gets

yanked away this trigger gets pulled
volunteers handed out coffee and ham

sandwiches to media people and law
enforcement officers more than 50

coffee disappeared and more than 200
it's only had a piece of land i think

17 acres in size He wanted to develop
into a shopping center.

Claims that the mortgage company took
them to other sites rather than

recommending the site he had. Of course,
at the same time, the mortgage company

was waiting and expecting him to pay off
on the mortgage.

The squad car came here, and I lost what
I was going to say.

The squad car came here to Crestwood
Village on the north part of... I'm

sorry if this is scaring you.

I appreciate you taking the call.

We are sorry

I love you so much, baby.

Bye -bye.

Thanks.

Yo?

Tony, it's Eugene Gallagher again.

What's up, amigo?

Talk to me, Chief.

I just did a real good thing putting
this man on with his wife. We heard.

And we have some good news as well. Your
brother is on the way.

We've just sent a helicopter for him.

Jimmy?

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

And also, I have George Martz here with
me. George is the deputy county

prosecutor who's going to go over the
logistics of this deal since James

out of town.

Prosecutor? It's a formality, Tony.

Here, I'm going to put him on the phone.

Hello, Tony.

I'll get down to brass tacks.

Everything that we're about to discuss
is contingent on Richard Hall's health

and safety.

Understood.

I'm listening. We have a prepared
statement that absolves your debt

the property in question.

Meridian Mortgage has already sent a
notice to the county recorder's office.

And what about my apology?

That's really important to me, you know.

You near a TV, Tony?

Channel 9.

Where the hostage situation is
unfolding.

As you know, you've made certain
specific demands.

And in attempting to comply with those
demands...

I requested Cliff Chapman to make a
statement to you on behalf of Meridian

Mortgage.

Hello, I'm Clifford Chapman, head of
finance at Meridian Mortgage.

This statement has been authorized by M
.L. Hall.

This is a public apology to... Why are
they parading Cliff?

...all wrongs Meridian Mortgage or Hall
Hotel... Where's M .L.? They don't have

cameras in Florida?

He's a fucking nobody.

Thank you.

That's it?

That's it?

What? That's it?

That's it?

It is our ongoing... Huh? I want an
apology from Meridian Morgans. That

means M .L. Hall. Not empty gesture from
some fucking lackey.

Some goddamn catharsis. Some genuine
guilt.

Now, Tony, we delivered on our end.

The fuck you have. That note's debt has
indeed been sent to the reporter's

office. You can shut up now.

And how do I know these aren't just
empty promises?

Your prosecutor chief says, yeah?

That's right, Tony. Yeah, well, I want a
lawyer of my own.

With eyes on all of the paperwork you're
teasing me with. Jimmy, too.

And I want a real apology.

From the big man himself. I want to hear
it from Ammel's fucking lips.

And since that time, Tony Karitsis has
held Dick Hall hostage.

The big demand has been immunity.

First, the opportunity to voice his
complaint against the mortgage company.

People can know my side of the story.

My side of the story.

The real side of the story. The fucking
truth.

Time keeps on slipping, doesn't it,
Indianapolis?

I hope that rush hour traffic isn't too
brutal for you.

But if it is, we're right there with
you.

Tony? No,

I don't know.

Are you scheduled to talk to Mr. Fred
today? This has been Fred Temple.

Let's remember to become the ocean, not
fear disappearing into it.

All right?

I thank you for listening.

Take it easy.

Love on somebody.

41? I can try to catch him when he's
coming out.

He's just about to leave right now.

Good day, my brothers.

Mr. Temple? Yeah. Excuse me, sir, you
have a caller.

I have dinner in 30 minutes is what I
have, James. We vetted it with the

operator, confirmed it and everything.

Brother, one day you're going to
understand that when you have a wife,

6 .45 means dinner at 6 .45, not 7 o
'clock, definitely not 6 .30, and

absolutely not 6 .46.

Fred, that Tony Kiritsis fellow is on
the line and he's asking to speak to

The guy with the shotgun in the man's
neck?

Wait.

You should open with that shit, James.
Oh, sorry. I thought you knew.

Well, he's on the line with me right
now. Yes, sir.

Oh, fuck.

Okay, listen. I'm going to need you to
call my wife. All right. Tell her I'm

going to be late.

I don't know which call is scarier.

Hello. Hi.

Hello, Mr. Koritsis.

This is Fred Temple.

Hi,

Fred.

It's an honor, Fred.

Long time listener, first time caller.

I hear you wanted to speak with me.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir. Is this on air?

No, but it's being recorded.

But we can consult the proper
authorities and take it step by step.

That's okay with you.

Okay, sounds good.

What's on your mind, brother?

Talk to me.

These people betrayed me. They set me up
in scheme to ruin my life.

Let me tell you something else.

I'm not a rich man. I'm a poor man.

And that never bothered me.

I could go gliding along and being poor
and working like a dog and breaking even

and being happy as a dog in dog heaven.

But fuck these people.

They played God and they lost.

I'm a man that's fighting for everything
that he owns, sir.

Yes. Yes, I do.

And do you love them?

Yes, I do.

I do.

Very much so.

Say that they set you up.

Say they're going to take your car, your
house, your wife, your children, and

then they're going to laugh at you.

Now, would you be ready to kill Temple?

Well, I'd be awfully mad.

Brother. You'll be ready to kill.

Don't lie to me.

I don't lie. Why would you lie? You'd
kill in a minute.

These people, they've ruined my life.

And I'm not going to be intimidated or
humiliated by anyone.

I've been a patsy my whole life.

And that never bothered me.

But I told these motherfuckers to
document everything that they've done.

tell me.

Hey, let me tell you what I'm going to
do.

I'm going to stop the tape right now,
all right?

Okay, and I'll tell you what I will do.
I will play this tape tomorrow morning

after we clear.

All right? How does that sound to you?

Okay. Well, I'll be listening, baby.

Thank you, friend.

I'm sorry for my language.

Oh, shit.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

What are we going to do about all those
fucks, Fred?

Oh, man.

Shit.

I was just along with Red Temple.

Red motherfucking Temple.

Hell yeah, baby.

They're going to air it in the morning.

I told these motherfuckers to document
everything that they've done. Okay, tell

me. Let me tell you what I'm going to
do, all right?

I'm going to stop the tape right now,
all right?

Oh, boy. Thank you, Fred.

Sure thing.

Have you spoken to him since?

No, he's not interested in talking
anymore.

Uh, we're at a bit of a standstill while
we formulate some paperwork with his

lawyer, John Ruckelshaus.

Okay, so, uh, what do you want me to do?

Maybe get some rest, Fred.

Shit, you're not going to tell me twice.
I mean, but in regards to the airing.

Well, every moment Tony spends listening
to himself or talking to Fred

is another moment we have to formulate a
plan.

If Fred accommodates Tony's idea of
immunity, entertains his crusade

against Meridian, that in no way binds
us, legally.

I mean, words and opinions of a DJ are
not binding.

No offense, Fred.

None taken.

So what are we saying?

Since he refuses to talk to us, are you
comfortable letting him call you?

If my talking to this fella keeps this
poor guy safe, I guess I ain't got no

choice. Thank you. Someone from the FBI
should be able to take the reins soon.

Yeah.

I have to use the restroom.

Number one or two?

I'd rather not say.

Well, I'm going to find out either way.

Let's go.

Enjoy the privacy.

Get some rest.

Played God and they lost.

I'm a man that's fighting for everything
that he owns, sir.

Jimmy?

You've known Tony for a number of years.
What kind of guy is he?

Well, he's always been a kind of
reasonable man. He just...

Seems to be excited over, he felt he's
being beat out of some money over this

real estate deal. Still to put forward
his feeling that his mortgage company

swindled him.

He had purchased this 17 acres of land,
cleared many of the trees himself,

hoping to start a shopping center.

He said he had some commitments from a
grocery store chain, offering about $3

million to start a center.

Then he says the mortgage company moved
in and... You got a ham and cheese?

You want to have?

No, thanks.

Oh, look at this.

Looks like a fed, walks like a fed and
quacks like a fed.

Must be the feds.

Wake up, sleepy boy.

How'd you sleep? You get some rest?

No, I don't look too good.

You want some?

No, Tony.

Hmm? No.

I have one.

They're not stale, Dick. I got up and
bought them a few days ago.

Are you watching your figure?

Don't worry.

We'll get you an extra pallbearer.

This morning has been crazy, man. They
aired my interview with Fred.

Fred's on my side and the people are
listening.

I must have had five friends call in to
Fred's station this morning.

Crazy.

How does that feel?

To know that the voice of Indianapolis
is chatting with me.

Life's crazy, man.

will hopefully come to an end soon. The
army bomb squad that's here has begun to

try to think of ways to somehow get in
without setting off the explosives.

We're told unofficially... Could it make
moves?

You sneaky motherfuckers!

Clear out!

Clear out! Away from the motherfucking
building!

I said clear out!

Hello? Those motherfuckers just dropped
bombs on your TV affiliate, and now

they're trying to lie about it, and I
don't like it. What the fuck?

They said it was coming to an end.

You heard what I heard, right?

No, but I... I didn't hear anything. I
just woke up. I slept like a log all

night. I'm just trying to catch up,
like... Now, you know I wouldn't lie to

Mr. Temple, please, sir, I respect you.
You've been a hell of a man.

Now, if those cocksuckers are honest...
You tell them all to clear out.

Okay, all right.

So, um, what do you want me to do? Tell
my brother Jimmy or George Moritz or

whoever the fuck I want a live press
conference on national television so I

talk to the people directly.

You tell that command post, Mr. Temple.

I like you, okay?

What, Dick?

What do you want?

Shut up, then.

Well, he likes you.

Good.

I don't need him to like me.

Special Agent Patrick Mullaney, FBI
profiler. Frank Webb.

Mike Grable.

Gene Gallagher.

So, talk to me about Mr. Kiritsis.

Well, he has his mortgage broker at the
end of a shotgun.

Frank, why don't you bring him up to
speed?

You've been the point of contact?

I'll go back with Tony, sure.

Chief and I both were trying to talk to
him until Tony said he only wanted to

talk to Temple.

And you're Temple?

No. I'm George Martz, County
Prosecutor's Office.

Fred Temple's WCYD 105 .2. I'm DJ Fred
Temple.

WCYD.

WCYD? It's our local radio station.

Friends of DJ.

The voice of Indianapolis.

Frank, you know Mr. Karitsis.

You have a grasp on his psychological
background?

Well, he comes from a big family.

Tough fella. Tough people.

I think he's known to make for a good
friend, but also a bad enemy, if that

makes sense.

No links to organized crime or anything.

Talk to me about Tony's psychology.

He's mad.

Why don't you wash my ass, father?

He's out of control.

He's after money and community.

Try me, motherfucker, try me.

The real shisho.

Based on what I've seen, the order of
his taxes, the intricacies of that

seems like he's a man who has quite the
attention to detail.

Seems he's after maintaining control,
not a man that's out of control.

Let's map out Tony. I'm going to start a
mood chart.

I'm sorry, do you have one started that
I should work off of?

Like we said, his mood is angry.

Mad as hell. Except for when he chums it
up with Temple now.

Shit, you.

He's angry because he's feeling
betrayed. They were already the sign. I

them. And then poof, gone in the dead of
night. Gone.

Disrespected. You rigged the game with
your math and your mountains of money in

the bank in order to bleed us dry.

Humiliated. Now, Tony, I've been
patient.

You know how many times I could lie for
that reward.

Squish us both to the ground.

Dry.

Bothering. And yes, you put all this
together and... You silver spoon -fed

cocksucker. Miserable piece of fucking
shit.

It's all about giving him respect.

Let's get him to call me so desperately
once, and he'll be eating from our hand.

Hello? Tony, it's Chief Gallagher.

What's up?

I've got M .L. Hall on the other line.

Oh, do you now?

Yes, and he would like to speak with his
son.

Well, I'd like to speak with him first.

No, Tony, he needs to hear Richard's
voice. He needs to hear from his son's

mouth that he's okay.

You copy?

Well, then we talk terms.

After Mr. Hall speaks with his son, we
can continue our dialogue and find a

resolution.

And hear his apology?

Tony, hand the phone to Richard.

Hand the phone to Richard.

Your daddy's on the line.

He wants to know when you'll be home for
supper.

Hello. Is this Richard?

Yes.

Well, we'll patch MLN.

Okay.

Mr. Hall, you're on with Richard and
everybody else.

Richard, how you doing?

Are you hurt?

I'm hanging in there, Tony. He's a fine
host, you know, all things considered.

He's out of his mind.

He's right here with me. I'm sure he'd
love the chance to, you know.

Sort some things out with you after we
catch up.

Tell me how's mom.

She's an absolute wreck, of course.
Climbing the walls now.

Come down from there.

All right.

Hey, uh... Listen, Dad, do you think
there's a solution that we can sort out

here?

Of course.

No, I just, uh... I mean, regarding his
terms.

You and I don't need to brainstorm this
thing, you know. The lawyers are going

to draft whatever contract.

And you and I need to just follow daily.

That's all.

It's just that from where I'm sitting,
which is, you know, beyond a

shotgun money, one of the main points is
an apology.

I thought Cliff read one.

You know.

There's no amount of sorry that's going
to satisfy this man. You know that.

Well, I'm sorry he missed payments and
decided to commit a crime.

Truly, I'm sorry.

And I'm sure as hell sorry that you're
in this situation.

Okay, Dad. So, Tony's here with me. And
if you wanted to take a moment to

apologize, I think it would go a long
way. You know, and possibly expedite

release process. So, if you wanted to do
that, then it might be a great idea.

Apologize for what exactly, Richard?

Well, you know, possibly setting up a
deal that wasn't in his interest.

Milking him of interest.

Tony's saying you're milking him of
interest.

Apologize for how it just works.

I mean, you miss a payment and your debt
increases.

That's in the terms.

How am I supposed to... I'm saying sorry
to Tony. He thinks you're... I know.

I know. He's saying he knows that we
deterred potential tenants, that we were

setting up a deal that wasn't in his
interest.

Okay? And that we were purposely waiting
him out and defrauding him, and he

wants to hear you admit that and say
you're sorry. Okay. He has a gun to your

neck, son.

Why are we the ones apologizing?

Well, you have that Stockholm Syndrome
setting in you already?

No.

is a recorded lie.

I have to treat this as if I'm on the
oath.

I'm not going to admit guilt to
something I didn't do.

This claim he has is baseless, and I
will not be complicit in his slander

of this company.

It sets an awful precedent, Richard. Is
he going to apologize?

Is he going to apologize?

Yeah, I'm here, Dad. Yeah, I'm here. Can
we send anything to you, though?

Make your little book.

No, no, no. He's been clear. He won't
allow anything. I want to talk to him. I

want to talk to him. Give me the phone.
Give me the phone. Give it to me.

It's inappropriate.

Hello, sir.

Now, you and I were supposed to have a
little chat yesterday, but you decided

go on a fancy little vacation, didn't
you?

Must be nice.

I've never been on a vacation in my
entire fucking life.

I have nothing to say to you.

You see, we Halls are stoic people.

Humble, God -fearing people.

The fuck you are.

You're greedy fucking people. Your souls
are pitch black.

I admit what you did.

Fuck your family. Fuck the Halls. Greedy
sons of bitches.

What family you have, Tony?

Who are you providing for?

Well, I... I told you.

My business is all my children.

A man out to make money with no mouths
to feed other than his own is

no man at all.

But I do have empathy for you, Mr.
Corinthians.

I believe in you. I always did.

And your vision.

They were ready to sign, God damn it.
They were ready to sign. Just apologize

for what you did. Just fucking
apologize.

You know what you did. You deterred
them.

No, Tony, no.

The fruit falls off the tree.

You don't shake it before it's ready.

Oh, fuck your riddles, old man.

And fuck you.

Just admit what you are. Just fucking
admit what you are and say that you're

sorry, okay? I'm going to get this deal
done.

And you're going to release my son.

What if I don't?

What if I shoot a little pretty dicky
here in the fucking face? What then,

Well, I'll mourn the loss of one of my
sons.

And we will all rue the day you ever
step foot into the offices of

Meridian Bargains.

Stay strong, Rich.

Hello? Hello?

Oh,

Richard, Richard, Richard.

Yeah.

Want a cigarette?

What am I supposed to make him feel
like?

I don't know. I don't know. Bend the
knee.

Go down on all fours. I don't know. I'm
on a telephone call with a madman.

One more thing, Fred. Like I said
before, I'm very, very concerned about

man's wife and children.

I don't want them to be terrorized by
any of this. I hate you, Tony.

But holding on to anger is like drinking
poison and expecting the other person

to die.

God damn it, Fred.

It's like you're a poet and a
philosopher.

How did you come up with that?

I've got to credit the Buddha on this
one, brother.

Hello?

Oh, fucking shit.

Hello? Hey, is this Tony Corinthians?

Who is this?

You really got a gun to that guy?

I asked who is this. God damn it.

to people in this world, Dick.

Shall we get some rest?

You rest, Dick.

You and I both know I'm not getting a
wink until this is done.

Excuse me, sir.

Oh, I just needed a little caffeine.

Oh, is this for the media?

Oh, no, no. I think it's sort of a free
-for -all. I'm Linda Page from Channel

12. I noticed that you were speaking to
Sergeant Frank Love.

Yeah. We go back.

He's known our family for years.

Your family?

Oh, I'm Tony's brother.

Well, one of the ones he doesn't mind
talking to, that is.

Ah, you're the brother of the man of the
hour.

Um, Tony Corritzis.

Yeah. I'm Jimmy Kiritsis, and you know
something?

Look, it's not fair what you news folk
have been saying, okay?

Okay. Well, we would be more than happy
to give you the opportunity to set the

record straight, if you'd like, Mr.
Kiritsis.

I'd like that very much, thank you.
Okay. Well, let's do it.

What's up, John? Why don't we just go
over here by this van?

And have you ever been on live
television before, Jimmy?

First time for everything, sweetheart.
You know, when you stand long enough

outside of Tony Kiritz's apartment, you
have time to do a lot of thinking.

And I've been thinking about men
something like him.

Men who are desperate.

I don't mean desperate enough to put a
shotgun at the back of somebody's head.

Is there anything you'd like to say to
our viewers?

Yeah, he's not a desperado.

like he's been painted out to be.

He's not a thief.

There are people who think that they've
been wronged or who have been wronged,

and sometimes there isn't much
difference between the two as far as

feelings are concerned.

He's not asking for $5 million like it's
been reported by some stations.

And we're quite concerned with the
profile that's been painted of him.

We got an attorney, John, on his way to
help sort this out.

Thank you.

And maybe we can resolve it tomorrow
morning.

Chop it up and set it to air.

Prime time.

It's looking like it could be a long,
tense, and very cold night.

You know, when you stand out here long
enough, you've got time to think.

And sometimes that's good.

Have a good evening.

Child care expert, Dr.

Lyndon Smith, has some tips for you.
Today it's on medical checkups.

If there's one important time that
somebody should go to the doctor is when

we're five years of age. Perhaps again
the next time.

The fruit falls off the tree you don't
shake it before

it's ready

Do you have any pets, Dick?

We have a dog.

A golden retriever.

Of course he's a golden retriever.

You got a white picket fence, too?

Well, I don't think you need to worry
your head off. I'm sure your family's

feeding Sparky and... Max.

What's that?

His name is Max.

After Max and Old Lake.

He loves it when you take him in.

That's right.

Your dad owns that plot, too.

Must be nice.

Let me guess.

You got a boat.

We do have a boat.

Yeah, it's looking good out there.

Fred must have talked sense into him.

We're lucky that we have Fred.

Pay to your hosts. Probably make for
good fathers.

Talk sense into those kids. Doesn't beat
it anymore.

Ain't plans to be a father yourself,
Tony.

I told you.

My business is on my kids' deck.

There's no lucky lady out there that
might help you change your mind.

Plenty.

Plenty of fish in the sea. No shortage
of options, let me tell you.

I've had my fair shot at love.

I'm a hell of a dancer, you know.

Is that right, Tony? Oh, yeah, baby.

I got some moves.

I got that soldier's rhythm.

I'm not a formally trained dancer or
anything, but I'm a fun dancer.

But, oh boy, would I get an ass whooping
for trying to dance as a kid, though.

I bet you Fred allows dancing in the
temple household, being a

radio host.

Some folk have a good one.

Never forget that.

Tony, being raised by my dad, it
wasn't...

A walk in the park.

I recognize the privilege. Financially,
I do. But you recognize how your daddy

gave you that corner office and that
fancy little president title of yours.

Well, that's good. Yes, I do.

But it wasn't all sunshine and

rainbows growing up. It's something,
okay?

You heard the phone call.

What's your mom like?

Long brown hair and big smile.

How about you?

She's good.

I'll miss her.

Oh, let's turn that frown upside down.
Okay.

Take a page out of Brad Temple's book,
shall we?

Some people say I'm living in a joke.

Some people say yesterday the country's
going

up in smoke.

Talk to me, Indianapolis.

Talk to me, baby. I'm not saying that
what he did is okay, but does he have a

girlfriend?

I know, Dick. He goes to my church. He's
a good man.

He has the balls to stand up to these
parasites getting rich off the good

of Indianapolis.

That was let a woman be a woman, let a
man be a man.

And speaking of our man, Tony Kiritsis,
we just found out he'll be giving a live

press conference as part of the terms
for the release of Richard Hall.

Peace and love, y 'all. Peace and love.

All right, let's walk through this.

As we've seen, the key is to make him
feel as if he has an audience.

So the networks have agreed to air the
event live. But we need a contingency

plan for Richard's utmost safety.

Very well.

We'll put you on his right shoulder.

Same as a shotgun.

We'll be sure to have Fred and his
peripheral vision as well, so Tony can

his presence.

If things go south, I have this
handkerchief in my coat pocket.

If I pull it, that's the signal. And
your job is to secure the barrel away

Tony. to the ceiling.

You know, you just give the word and
I'll drop the ball head at you.

I'll pull my gun and I'll... What does
the Bureau say the most efficient way to

do this is?

To make it painless, you know.

Base of the skull behind the ear, angled
up so it passes through and exits the

frontal lobe.

Behind the ear, angled upward.

Okay. You guys will have to excuse me.

You want some cologne, Dick?

No, thank you, Tony.

Oh, yeah, your shit don't stink, does
it? That's not what I'm saying, Tony.

I can smell you from here, pal. Yeah,
well, it's been a long couple of days.

I think they'll forgive me.

Good evening.

I'm in a room near the police
headquarters outside of Tony Caritz's

where he is currently holding Richard
Hall hostage.

We have been requested airtime in order
to give an address by Deputy County

Prosecutor George Martz, an address
apparently directed at Tony Caritz

Here's Mr. Martz. Thank you.

At this time, I would like to read a
letter from the office of the Marion

Prosecutor, James F. Kelly.

It's entitled, Letter of Immunity
Granted to Anthony George Karitsis.

Mr. Karitsis.

On this day, February 10, 1977, in the
state of Indiana, Marion County

Prosecutor James F. Kelly does hereby
confer and grant to Anthony George

Karitsis immunity from prosecution with
reference to the abduction of Richard

Hall and all subsequent acts done.

You know,

I think I used to be jealous of you.

But now I wouldn't trade nothing to be
in your shoes.

When we're done and this deal is
finished down there, the whole world is

to know who you and your father really
are.

And they're going to pay me five million
for it.

Hello? Tony, it's Jimmy.

All right.

I've been talking to folks. All right.
They have it all set. All right, Jimmy.

They got the promissory note, yeah?

Uh -huh. All right. It's all set, too,
Tony.

Okay.

Let's get these cameras rolling.

Let's see if we're on national
television.

Tony, is it over?

Fucking John Wayne.

Thank you. How am I supposed to compete
with John Wayne? Tony, is it over?

Tony,

it's Mike.

We're ready.

Tony, please.

Please.

Okay. Thank you, Tony. Now, listen.

I'm happy to do anything that you want,
and I can make it happen, and I have

sure as hell learned my lesson here, and
I'll implement some changes and, you

know, do all kinds of things, and I
thank you and the Lord, and, you know...

Wait,

Tony, what are you doing?

Time to shine, Dick. No.

No, Tony.

I'm not going out there.

Tony. No, no, no. You're just gonna...

You're going to... Curtain call, baby.
Unlock me, Tony.

Unlock me.

No. Curtain call, baby. I'm not going
anywhere. Tony.

Get up.

Get up, dick.

I'm not going after Tony.

Move. No.

No.

Move. I swear to God, I'll shoot you
right here, right now.

Don't try me, motherfucker.

Mike.

What's the deal, Mike?

All three networks are going to roll
cameras.

NBC, CBS, and ABC.

Tony, they're going to shoot me.

My peers, my friends, and honored by the
people is about as

much as a fella can ask. We interrupt
our regular programming to bring you a

special live report from day three of
the Indianapolis hostage crisis.

Anthony Kiritsis is about to address
members of the press and law enforcement

part of the deal that will... Here's
that statement from ML and Meridian

Mortgage you wanted. ...that has been
rigged to his name. Good.

Mr. Kiritsis has made it quite clear
that if he is promised immunity and

prosecution, he will free Mr.

Hall unharmed. Please keep in mind that
this is a live broadcast and we do not

know how events are to unfold.

It is almost impossible not to, coming
from the gunman.

This is a live report.

We have no control over what is going
out over the earth right now.

Turn the cameras on!

Turn the goddamn cameras on!

Move it.

Move it.

I'm going to show you something.

From the lawyers.

Read it.

You read it.

I want it on all national channels.

I've been called a kidnapper, an
extortionist, and everything else.

I'm a goddamn national hero, and don't
you forget it.

I want it on all three national
channels. Are we rolling? Are they

I've got friends all over the country.

Read it.

February 10th. Okay, Tony, loosen it a
little bit.

February 10,

1977.

Statement is being made to... Hold it,
hold it. Where's Fred? I'm over here.

I'm here. Fred. I'm here.

Hey. Hey, you're a hell of a man, Fred.

Come here.

Come here. All right. It's good to see
you. All right. The boys of

Good man.

Yeah. Where's Jimmy?

Where's Jimmy? He's coming.

Yeah? He's coming. Yeah.

Where's... Hey, hey.

Frank, Frank, I'm... I've known this guy
for I don't know how long.

You're a hell of a cop.

Hell of a cop. Well, let's settle down
and let this gentleman read.

Read it.

February 10th, 1977.

A statement is being made to translate
the honors that Mr. Critzer salutes to

being a... Hold it. Hold it. I need a
glass of water. Give me a glass of

I want this goddamn thing understood.
I'll read it.

February 10th, 1977.

The statement is being made to try and
state that the items that Mr. Kiritsis

alludes, and I don't like that word, I
charge, and they've admitted it, alludes

to being illegal and unethical acts of
the Hall Group.

Give me a drink, pal.

Give me a drink.

Yeah.

And I'm sober, friends.

I had six drinks in 1976, and I haven't
had any this year. Don't miss them a

fucking bit.

Yeah. This possible lessee was very
interested in the crits at sight.

We found it impossible to agree on terms
satisfactory to our best interest.

Their best interest!

I went up there to borrow money and had
multiple prospective tenants and these

motherfuckers shopped into somebody else
to turn each and every last one of

them.

It's a private equity trap.

Meant to lure in common folk, give them
a taste of the American dream, and then

spit them right out.

And you're painting me a monster?

I'm just a little guy.

A lot of friends of mine are here.

And they've seen me stressed.

For four years and three months, they
have one of these stuck to my ear.

Now it's the other way around.

Ain't that right, Dick?

Now I hope this thing doesn't go off,
because I'm having too much fun.

Yeah.

Are you all right?

You all right?

Okay. Oh, Dick, you're going to like
this.

Mr. M .L. Hall, this gentleman's father.

personally takes responsibility for
these improprieties.

There it is in writing.

I'm going to frame that.

Yeah.

Where's Fred?

You're going to be late for work in the
morning, Fred.

I think I'll sleep in late.

I don't know if you can get away with
that, can you?

Not really.

I want to thank this gentleman for
putting my interview on WCYD and letting

friends call in.

If he hadn't done that, I would still be
called a common kidnapper, and I don't

know how I'll ever thank him.

All right.

Thank you for doing that.

I've been a big fan of yours for a long
time, Fred. All right. All right. You're

a hell of a man, Fred.

Hell of a man.

Supporting the little guys is what you
do.

I also want to apologize to this
gentleman's family.

I'm sorry I humiliated this man this
way, even though he surely had it

He's the one holding the gun, and he's
crying like a petulant child.

My son has the gun strapped to his neck,
and his eyes are dry as a bone.

Still and calm is that move.

You see?

That's my son. I just wanted everybody
to know that, by God, I was right!

Do you have a plan if he pulls that
trigger?

Pay the fine and watch the ratings roll
in.

Yes, okay.

I think that's it.

Let's get this deal done.

Frank, pull up my pants, will you?

Yeah.

Let's just get the essential parties you
have in line. If you would just... All

right. All right, well... Thanks again
to everybody who supported me.

And I'm sorry about my language.

Yeah. All right, come on.

Let's go. Let's go, Dave.

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Open wide for burgers.

Jimmy, we good, brother?

Last steps, Tony.

Lawyers are just crossing all the T's
and dotting all the I's.

All right, good.

Very close, Tony. Almost there.

Signature right here.

All right.

It's hard doing this with the left hand.

You holding that for me?

All right, there it is.

Five million dollars, baby.

Tony, have a seat right here.

Tony, if I may? Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.

All right, Dick.

You hear that, Jimmy?

It's the sound of justice.

Ain't it beautiful?

Find out what the fuck is going on! What
was I supposed to do? They kicked us

out of the room!

Christ,

I've seen Boy Scouts work quicker than
that.

Get it off.

Gun's clear.

I thought it wasn't loaded.

It wasn't loaded at all.

Get off me.

Get off me. I was just as old. What the
hell was that?

Dramatic development just a few moments
ago. We do hear a gunshot. We have to

get back in there. We do not know
exactly what it is.

We heard a gunshot. Get off. Get off.
Get the fuck off me. I was just. I was

just. She fucking moved.

Wait, are you arresting me?

Yes, I am.

You arrest me, fucker.

Fuck off. You're not arresting me. The

hostage

is out. He's safe. What happened?

He went into the command post,
negotiated, and released Mr. Hall. Who

the wire? Where's Tony?

I really don't know. And I really don't
give a shit. He fired into the air to

prove some kind of point.

Richard Hall is alive.

Mr. Marks, any more comments about what
we were talking about?

Raindrops falling on my head.

And just like a guy whose feet are too
big for his bed, nothing

seems to fit.

Those raindrops are falling on my head.
They keep falling.

So I just did me some talking to the
sun.

And I said I didn't like the way he shot
things done.

Sleeping on the job.

Those raindrops are falling on my head.
They keep falling.

But there's one thing I know.

The blues they send to meet me won't
defeat me.

It won't be.

I'm sorry, Tony!

I'm sorry!

You fucked it up, amigo.

What?

Thank you for keeping him alive, Tony. I
hope you find peace.

Who the fuck are you?

Where's Mr. Temple?

Gallagher? What about my immunity?

False fucking promise, you sons of
bitches!

Where are we going?

Where are we going?

We have breaking news. Any minute now,
Judge Michael Dugan will call the jury

announce the verdict in the Tony
Kiritsis kidnapping trial.

How do I look, Johnny?

Sexy, baby.

Thank you.

You'll pass those verdicts to the
bailiff, please.

Please rise, sir.

Face the bench, sir.

We, the jury, find the defendant,
Anthony G. Corinthians, not guilty

by reason of insanity.

I knew it.

I knew it.

Come here, baby.

Can't keep a good man down.

I've got to say one thing.

Just a minute. I've got to say one
thing.

Why?

I'm sorry, y 'all.

Sorry. Just a minute.

We are killing session.

Hey.

Mr. Corinthians, how are you feeling?

Hi, Linda. How are you doing? I'm good.

I'm good.

You're good?

Yes. Just get him. Just get him.

Tony, did you think they'd find you
guilty?

I did not.

I'm not crazy.

Mr. Hall, how are you and your family
responding to the news of this verdict?

It's a sad day for Justice and Meridian
Mortgage.

You know, a company which is run
respectfully and devoutly will continue

maintain and uphold the...

What are the values of a great state of
Indiana, even if this verdict does not?

Thank you.

That was Richard Hall, the president of
Meridian Mortgage, and the man taken

hostage by Tony Karitsits, who was just
found not guilty by reason of insanity.

As you can hear, sympathies have been
torn across this city as a result of

case, and now even further by this truly
remarkable verdict.

I'm Linda Page, reporting to you live
from Marion County Supreme Court. Back

you. Chop it up and put it to air.

Primetime.

Shit job.

Richard Hall and Tony didn't see each
other much after that.

Except there was that one time.

It was in this little market on Earl
Street

where Richard bought muffins because
they carried the sugar freeze. No, no,

not that one. That one.

Not that one. This one right here, the
one that I pointed at. That's the one I

want. Yeah, baby, that one.

It didn't speak.

There was not much more to say.

You will not be able to stay home,
brother.

You will not be able to plug in, turn
on, and cop out.

You will not be able to lose yourself on
Skag and skip out for beer during

commercials because the revolution will
not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to

by Xerox in four parts without
commercial interruptions. The revolution

show you pictures of Nixon blowing a
bugle and leading a charge by John

Mitchell, General Abrams, and Spiro
Agnew to eat hog moths confiscated from

Harlem Sanctuary. The revolution will
not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to
you by the Schaefer Award Theater and

not star Natalie Woods and Steve McQueen
or Bullwinkle and Julia.

The revolution will not give your mouth
sex appeal.

The revolution will not get rid of the
nub. The revolution will not make you

look five pounds thinner because the
revolution will not be televised,

There will be no pictures of you and
Willie May pushing that shopping cart

the block on the dead run or trying to
slide that color TV into a stolen

ambulance. NBC will not be able to
predict the winner at 8 .32 on the court

29th District. The revolution will not
be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs
shooting down brothers on the instant

There will be no pictures of pigs
shooting down brothers on the instant

There will be no pictures of Whitney
Young being run out of Harlem on the

with a brand new process.

There will be no slow motion or still
life of Roy Wilkins strolling through

Watts in a red, black, and green
liberation jumpsuit that he has been

just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, Beverly Hillbillies, and
Hooterville Junction will no longer be

damn relevant, and women will not care
if Dick finally got down with Jane on

Search for Tomorrow, because black
people will be in his feet looking for a

brighter day. The revolution will not be
televised.

There will be no highlights on the 11 o
'clock news, and no pictures of Harry R.

Women liberationists and Jackie Onassis
blowing her nose.

The theme song will not be written by
Jim Webb or Francis Scott Keith, nor

by Glen Campbell.

Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Engelbert
Humperdinck, or the rare earth, the

will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back
after a message about a white tornado,

white lightning, or white people. You
will not have to worry about a dove in

your bedroom, the tiger in your tank, or
the giant in your toilet bowl.

The revolution will not go better with
coke. The revolution will not fight

that may cause bad breath. The
revolution will put you in the driver's

The revolution will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be

televised, will not be televised. The
revolution will be no rerun, brothers.

revolution will be live.

Waiting on that settlement. Waiting on
that $5 million that I just stole.

Pardon me?

We ought to have some more water. I need
a little.

Here, Dick. I'm on the job. Give it to
Dick. Here, Dick.

George, if you don't get out in front of
them goddamn cameras, there aren't

going to be any more of my shows.

I'm upstate.

You know that? Sorry.

Sorry. Sorry.

You're doing a single. My fault.