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Hey, Dad.

$1,100.

$700.

No. No "M."

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 couldbe 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 anyonehere?

- 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 worhless 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.

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.
- 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?

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.