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So that's our show for this morning.

Check in with us tomorrow.

When I'll be reporting
on new alternatives

to animal testing in the
cosmetics industry.

I'll be recapping tonight's
Presidential rally

in Altoona, PA.

And I'll be taking a look at
the troubled relationship

President Trump has with our allies,

Justin Trudeau and Emmanuel Macron.

That would make a good
screwball comedy, wouldn't it?

We could call it "Two Men and a Baby."

And we're out.

And there goes our last
Republican viewer.

Just couldn't help yourself,
could you, Murphy?

Seconds from the end of a terrific show

and you had to take a sarcastic
swipe at the president.

I know, I know. And I
sort of regretted it

the second it came out of my mouth.

But ever since this guy has
been in the Oval Office,

I've developed a kind of Tourette's.

Hey, Miles, you got a minute?

- Sure.
- I have this idea.

Instead of reporting
off the pool coverage

of tonight's rally,

I think I should go there myself.

I wish I could send you,
but we're a new show.

- We don't have that in the budget.
- It's just

that I really miss being
out in the field.

I tell you what. What if
I drive up to Altoona?

I'll cover all the expenses.
I could be back here tonight

with an up close and personal story.

In-person coverage would
be nice for a change.

And I'm willing to do
this on my own dime

because you can't put a price tag

on good, old-fashioned boots
on the ground reporting.

So, let me get this straight.

You're gonna drive two
and a half hours,

turn around, and come
back the same night.

That's gonna run you, what? 28 bucks?

I might eat a snack.

Okay, you can go.

But just this once. Because
it sets a bad precedent.

If Diana finds out we're
financing our own coverage,

she might start charging us for
our own therapeutic massages.

Yeah.

Hey, wait a minute. The
network is paying for...

What are you still doing here, Frank?

Tick tock! Traffic on the Beltway!

See you tomorrow!

There has never been anything

like what happened in November of '16.

Remember that incredible
night in November?

Oh, for God's sakes.

It's been two years. Give it a rest.

You know, I really wish
you two crazy kids

would work out your problems.

Have you considered couples therapy?

No, it's too late. It's over.

I got the house and the car.

He got the hair spray.

You know, your Uncle Frank
is in here somewhere.

- He's covering the rally?
- Yep.

And by the way,

anybody catch Old Murphy

on TV this morning?

Oh, boy. Here we go.

Yeah, she was at it again.

Sitting there with her flunky friends,

telling their big lies,

planting their fake stories
about our great country.

Is that what you do?

You paint a much different picture.

I hear Old Murphy's partner in crime,

Fibbin' Frank Fontana is here tonight.

Where is he? There he is. See him?

That's right. Let Fibbin' Frank
know what you think of him!

Maybe a good body slam,
what do you say?

Oh, I can't watch this garbage anymore.

Oh. Here we go.

- What is that?
- "Hoarders"!

Oh, my God. People afraid
of throwing stuff away

wind up buried under mountains
of their own garbage.

It destroys their lives.

It's brilliant.

This is coming from a
woman who has a basement

full of old T.V. Guides.

I haven't finished all
the crosswords yet.

You know, it's a new
Golden Age of Television,

and this is what you choose to watch?

Don't open the closet.

Oh, God, don't open the closet.

What's happening?

A social worker just
found a dead raccoon

under a monstrous pile of old sponges.

- And you didn't wake me up?
- Ow.

Hello?

Hello?

Just because it has numbers on it,

doesn't mean you can talk into it.

Hello?

Oh, Miles. Hey.

Avery and I are just sitting here...

Wha... What?

What?

Are you sure?

What hospital?

Okay.

Frank got hurt at the rally.

He's being airlifted
back to Washington.

Okay, let's go. Let's go.

I guess when you major in
journalism these days,

you have to minor in kickboxing.

Hey, Uncle Frank.

Hey, guys.

What happened to you?

I thought you knew how to duck.

You should see the other hundred guys.

How bad do I look?

Not bad,

if you're a piñata.

So, I guess the takeaway here is,

next time you cover a rally,

hope the president doesn't
give you a shout out.

When Trump left the stage, I
decided to leave the press pen

and go interview some of the people.

Next thing I know, I'm
surrounded by a sea of red hats.

- Oh, God.
- No big deal.

I'm just milking this

for the Jell-O and sponge baths.

Where is he? Where's
my big hero Frank?!

Oh, my God.

You look awful!

Are you in pain?

Uh, yeah. The paramedic gave me a shot,

but I think it wore off.

Okay, nurse, he needs another shot.

- It's not time yet.
- I don't think you heard me.

My friend is in pain, and
he needs a shot now.

And he'll get one in a few hours.

A few hours is a few hours too late!

The man is in pain. He needs a shot!

Did you hear me? Give him a shot.
Right now!

A shot! Give him a shot!

All right, I've seen the movie.

I'll give him the damn shot.

And then I might give you one.

- How long will it take to kick in?
- Right away.

I got here as soon as I could.

I was in such a rush to park

that I clipped the fender
of a paramedics van

and spent the last
half-hour filling out

an accident report in the
emergency room driveway...

Watching one bloody heap
on a gurney after another.

It was like the opening scene
from "Saving Private Ryan."

I'm a wreck.

Frank. How you doing, buddy?

Hello.

How do you think he's doing?

He's got three broken ribs,
a dislocated shoulder,

and he almost lost an eye.

Am I on TV?

- Where's Ron?
- Who's Ron?

My brother.

You don't have a brother, Uncle Frank.

What happened to him?
What happened to Ron?!

Oh, wow.

I-I saw some video of
the attack on Twitter

and got here as fast as I could.

I-I know we butt heads
sometimes, Frank,

but when stuff like this happens,

it just makes you realize
that we're family.

Ron?

Just say yes. He thinks
he has a brother.

Hey... bro.

You came! Of course I came.

You were always there
for me growing up.

Remember when I told you I was gay?

You didn't have to tell me.
I walked in on you.

Yes, and you were so supportive.

Not like Mom and Dad.

Mom came around eventually.
But not Dad.

Dad had to put on a macho front
for all his factory buddies.

That's enough sharing, Ron.

Let's let him get some rest.

Ironically, Dad had a
dark secret of his own.

Okay, that's enough, Ron.

Silverberg. Murphy.

Others.

Please, Frank, don't get up.

People say I'm not funny.

On behalf of the CNC family,

I brought you this gift basket.

There's some candy, a
roll of Fuji film,

a round beach towel...
Not easy to find...

And a stuffed animal of
some undetermined gender.

Santa.

May I say, I am deeply disturbed

by the events that transpired,
and I want you to take

as much time as you need
before coming back to work.

How long do you think that will be?

- Um...
- Rhetorical.

I want to have you right
back in that anchor chair

before the media buzz
and those bruises fade.

I'll pay you to give her a shot.

Uh, gang, why don't we let
Frank get some sleep?

We can come back tomorrow
for another visit.

- Bye, Frank.
- Bye, Frank.

- Bye, Bro.
- Bye, Ron!

Frank, I just wanted to say,

this is all my fault.

I-I took that personal shot

at the president on
the air this morning,

and now he hates you
because he hates me.

Me and my big mouth.

Oh.

That's okay, Debbie.

I can find someone else
to take to the prom.

It's just that I have to wash my hair.

I know I said I hope Frank's
back in his chair soon,

but I wouldn't mind taking care of him

for just another few more days.

Maybe this sounds weird,

but he's so weak and
helpless right now,

he's almost bald,

I look at him and think,

this is the closest I'll
ever come to having a baby.

Miles, what are we doing to
beef up security around here?

The president's calling the
press dangerous and sick.

I feel like we're all sitting ducks.

Too bad Robocop doesn't exist.

A hot, strong robot
with no self-control...

Rarr.

Listen, you can talk about
security all you want.

But really, all we need is this.

Oh!

Corky, what the hell?!

- Is that thing real?!
- Of course it's real!

But don't worry, the safety's on.

I'd like you all to meet Li'l Lucy.

I got her the day I turned
12 back in Louisiana.

Firearms for your birthday are
a tradition in my family.

So is shooting out the candles,

although, the older you get,

the more you have to reload.

Corky, after all the stories we've done

on gun control and the NRA...

I know, but I'm a
responsible gun owner.

I have a permit.

I go to the shooting
range once a month.

Do you carry that, her,
with you all the time?

No.

Mostly she's hidden away in my bedroom

next to Big Eddie.

- You own a shotgun, too?
- Big Eddie is not a gun.

Let's just say

they both comfort me.

Rarr.

Well, look at you,

Mr. Reading the News, Mr.
Watching the News,

Mr. Making the News...

Hey, Avery, get on in here.

Well, Frank, I got to say
you're looking better,

looking a lot less like a, um...

rotting Jack-o'-lantern.

Nice bedside manner.

Well, I wanted to let you know

I went to church for you this morning.

You went to church? For me?

I did.

- You went to our church.
- I did.

- You went to Holy Cannoli.
- I did.

Two chocolate, two vanilla,

just like you like it.

You remember the last time
you brought me Holy Cannoli

was after my ACL surgery
in high school.

- You remember that?
- That was the last time we did this?

Oh, Holy Cannoli,

blessed be thy ricotta filling.

Mmm. Mmm!

So, uh, listen.

I didn't just come by to
deliver divine inspiration.

I actually wanted to talk to
you about something. Mm-hmm.

I can't stop thinking

about what happened to you at the rally

and how it's come to this,

and I want to go back there.

I want to talk to the
people that saw it,

I want to talk to the people
that stepped in to help...

and I want to talk to
the people that didn't.

We need answers,

and I think my audience would
like some answers, too.

I don't know.

It's still a pretty raw situation.

Look, I don't want what happened
to me to happen to you.

I'm not worried.

I am a Wolf Network guy.

I think that offers me some
protection in red hat country.

So...

you want my blessing?

Yeah. I guess I do.

Take my blessing.

Leave the cannoli.

Good morning, and welcome
to "Avery Brown's America."

I am at the Kozy Kafe

in Altoona, Pennsylvania,
near the arena

where President Trump held
a rally the other night

where a reporter was seriously
injured by an angry crowd.

I'm here to understand why.

Jenny,

you were at the rally the other night.

Why don't you tell me what you saw?

Well, one minute, the president
was pointing at this poor guy...

Fibbin' Frank Fontana he called him...

And the next thing you know,
all hell broke loose.

Yeah. Those guys from
that there CNC network,

they never give the president a break.

It's all one-sided.

I like your network.

- They're one-sided, too.
- But it's my side.

The true side.

Excuse me, sorry.

Excuse me.

Didn't I see you on video
coverage of the rally?

You were there, right?

I don't know, was I?

Buddy, we don't want to be on TV.

You were the one that took the
first swing at Frank Fontana.

And, full disclosure,

he's practically my uncle.

Uncle? Huh.

Guess we're meeting the whole family.

Now, I-I'm just wondering.

How can you just punch someone

for simply doing their job?

He had it coming. He's fake news.

He's the enemy of the people!

He's a journalist.

He was just there to cover the rally.

That is what a free press does.

It's what separates a democracy
from a dictatorship.

Although you know what?

Maybe a dictatorship
is what you'd prefer.

You know what I'd prefer? This!

Mom, I'm fine.

You know, they put a
real ice pack on it

for, like, an hour at the E.R.

Well, frozen peas are much
better than a real ice pack.

Because?

Because vegetables are
good for you. Duh.

You know, the irony is, my own network

helped create this mob mentality.

And it turned around and
punched me in the face.

Oh, my God. Look at that.

First Frank, and then my own kid.

I hate this.

You know, I tried to be

as objective as possible
in that interview,

and I could feel myself
starting to lose it.

I saw that interview.

You did absolutely nothing wrong.

I've been around a long time.

I saw the civil rights
movement, Vietnam War,

the culture wars of the '80s.

I've never seen the American
people turn on the press

the way they are now.

Well, we've got to dig
in and fight it, right?

What other choice is there?

I have to believe that we can
find our way back to normal.

What if this is the new normal?

Corky, as Christmas approaches

and the weather is turning
colder, there seem to be

more and more homeless
people on the street.

It's true, Murphy.
According to the annual

Homeless Assessment Report to Congress,

the number of people without homes

increased last year for the
first time in seven years.

We have with us a representative

from Housing and Urban Development,

Mr. Luther Williams.

Mr. Williams, welcome to
"Murphy in the Morning."

- Thank you.
- I wonder if you could tell me

why there has been such an
increase in homelessness

during this administration.

Well, actually, with modern
life becoming so complicated,

more people are deciding
to live off the grid.

Are you saying that people
are choosing to be homeless?

No rent to pay, no real
estate taxes, cable bills,

Internet going out all the time.

It's a simpler way of life.

Do you know what any
rational person would think

if they heard you say that?
They would...

say, "Who doesn't hate
their Internet provider?"

Wait a minute. Mr. Williams,

you're saying people would
rather live under a bridge

than in a house?

It's like camping.

People like to camp.

Murphy?

Well, um, as you know,

homelessness has existed
ever since I can remember.

It's not just during this
particular administration,

to be fair, and, um,

we are going to continue
this conversation

when we come back.

And we're in to commercial.

And where'd they find this brother?

What was that all about?

I thought you were about
to go for the jugular.

I was, and then Frank and Avery's faces

flashed in front of my
eyes, and I pulled back.

Well, get a grip.

Because when we come
back from commercial,

you need to go full throttle.

Hammer this guy because he's an idiot

and he deserves it.

Sitting here.

Hey, Frank, glad to see you

back in the saddle.

Can't keep the good ones down.

Oh.

I could get used to this...

A party in my honor, adoring fans,

hero worship.

Here you go, Frank.

Another Black and Blue.

Look at this! They're even
naming drinks for me.

What's in this thing, anyway?

Whatever cheap liquor I'm closest to.

Give a drink a name,

you can charge 15 bucks for it.

15 bucks? I've had
three of them already.

For you, it's on the house.

This is the most business I've done

since I took over the joint.

Yes?

This might be Miles Silverberg.
Who is this?

Hello? He...

That's the fourth time today.

Someone keeps calling
me, breathing heavily,

- and hanging up.
- Is it Gloria in the mailroom?

She resents that you make her
send out your Hanukkah cards.

It's not Gloria! There's no caller ID.

This is making me very nervous.

I'm an executive producer
of a major news show.

I could be a target.

Corky,

do you have Li'l Lucy with you?

Maybe.

Would you...

walk me to my car?

You hear that? Now that he needs us,

we're best friends.

Hey, everybody. Last call!

What do you think, Mr. Party Animal?

You ready to roll? Sure.

Unless you want to just hang
for a couple more minutes.

I mean, we really didn't get a
chance to talk at all tonight.

Sure.

Ah.

Great night, huh?

"You're coming back to work
tomorrow, right, Frank?"

"You're gonna be out in
the field again soon,

right, Frank?"

You're not ready, yet. Right, Frank?

'Cause if you're not,
no one would blame you.

Hey.

I've been in scary situations before.

Remember Libya?

Yeah, you were roughed up
pretty well there, too.

But I filed that away under

"bad stuff that can only
happen in another country."

But I'm home, Murph.

This is America, and...

I don't feel safe here anymore.

You know, we spent the last
five days in the hospital room.

Never during that time

did I have any idea you were afraid.

If this is the way it's gonna be...
I-I'm not so sure

I want to do it anymore.

It's a different profession.

No one would ever call
Huntley or Brinkley

enemies of the people.

And the worst part is,

the other morning on the air...

You soft-peddled that interview.
I saw it.

I can't believe I did that.

I mean, what happens the next
time I get ahold of a big story

that someone in a position
of power might not like?

Hey, you guys, closing time.

Okay.

Thanks, Phyllis.

This party is exactly
what the doctor ordered.

Bye, Phyllis. See you tomorrow.

Just because I didn't
charge you for your drinks,

doesn't mean you can't...

tip.

Sometimes I forget who I'm talking to.

30 seconds to air. Last looks!

A couple of updates on our lead story.

Make yourselves familiar.

Ah, the Mueller investigation.

Right back in the line of fire.

So much for dipping
our toe in the water.

Just a big old cannonball
into the pool.

10 seconds.

Good show, everyone.

It's what we do.

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