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How crucially important this moment is.

We were headed, both of us, for the dirt! A place the snobs always told us that we'd end up. Face in the dust. Humiliated all the more for having tried so pitifully hard. Well, to hell with that! We're not gonna let that happen, either of us.

We're gonna show those bums.

We're gonna make them choke on our continued success,

Don't let him in.

Our continued headlines, our continued awards and power and glory! We are gonna make those motherfuckers choke! Am I right? You are. Except only one of us can win.

And I shall be your fiercest adversary. I shall come at you with everything I got, Because the limelight can only shine on one of us. And for the other, it'll be the wilderness, With nothing and no one for company. But those voices ringing in our head.

You can probably tell I've had a drink. It's not too many. Just one or two. But you believe me, When the time comes, I'm gonna be focused and ready for battle. Good night, Mr. Frost. Good night, Mr. President. So with or without cheese? I brought burgers. I've got to work. NIXON ON TAPE: Well, who was the asshole that did? Jesus, is that Liddy? He must be a little nuts. HALDEMAN: Yeah, he is. NIXON: I mean, he just isn't well screwed on, is he? Isn't that the problem? Yeah, screw the Cabinet and the rest of those. But no more sucking around. From now on, they come to me. There is one thing that I want done, And I don't want any argument about it. I want you to direct the most trusted person you have.

In the Immigration Service. That they are to look over all the activities at the Los Angeles Times. All, underlined. And they are to send their teams in to see.

Oh, my God, we got him. NIXON: I.

Whether they are violating the wetback thing. Is that clear? MITCHELL: Yes, sir. (TAPE REWINDING). NIXON: You open that scab, there's a hell of a lot of things that. We just feel that it would be very detrimental. To have this thing go any further. (TELEPHONE RINGING). Jim, it's David. Hey. What time is it? How much longer are you gonna be in D.C. For? Tuesday. Till Tuesday. Great. Well, you remember you mentioned. Going to the Federal Courthouse library? (BABY CRYING) Honey, can you check on him, please? Yes, for the Colson stuff? Well, I've been doing a little light reading this end,

And you remember that hunch you had about the meeting. Between Nixon and Colson?

Uh-huh. What are you thinking? (KNOCKING ON DOOR). (KNOCKING CONTINUES). Good morning. (TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING). Excuse me, sir. It's 8:30. Bob, have you seen David? No. No Frost, no Reston. (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS). Morning. Good morning. Come on, let's go. What's that about? BIRT: First time he's late. REPORTER: Mr. President! (CROWD CLAMORING). (DOOR OPENS).

Is that clear? MITCHELL: Yes, sir.

(INDISTINCT). Mr. President. DAVIS: Thirty seconds to tape roll! Thirty seconds. Settling. Settle. Well, if today's session is anything like our phone call, it should be explosive. What phone call?