Edison Page #2

- Is It your headaches again?

- Leave It alone, please.

I said I'm okay.

What's wrong with you?

I'm worried.

I'm okay. I'm all right.

I'm gonna take a ride.

Rafe please,

you need to get help.

He couldn't'a done better,

believe me.

Hey, Rafe, what's up?

You're almost a no-show

for inspection.

Oh, no no.

I had dinner at Maria's.

I thought you were ending that.

I am gonna process ending it.

You can get inspected every day of

the week, Rafe, if you need it.

But there are no exceptions.

I need your commitment.

I made my commitment.

That's for sure.

All right.

Let's go have some fun.

- say hello to Marilyn.

- Hey, Marilyn.

Hey, hero.

The girls'll be happy to see you.

He's making me

a little bit nervous.

You stalking me now?

- I'm not lazy.

- You're stoned.

And you are a vision

of temperance.

- this Is Cambodia.

- It was Kampuchea at the time.

Wow. I knew you used

to be somebody but

- You're burying the lead, kid.

- Come on man, I'm a good writer.

So what?

That builds strong papers.

- And this story Is impor. . .

- Pollack.

I don't publish stories.

I publish coupons for merchants who

don't kidnap competition,

bomb busses

or immolate themselves.

- Am I wrong about the story?

- What do I know?

- Help me get It right.

- do the work.

I was in court, I took notes

and tried to talk to FRAT.

Talk to the defendant, huh?

He's in Longworth.

Afraid to visit prison?

How am I talk to somebody who

knows the defendant well.

How about visiting the scene of

the crime, make an assessment.

Okay.

- You're right.

- As if I need your affirmation.

I'm not telling you to do this.

I'm telling you not to.

Could be dangerous.

Will you help me or not?

Why the sudden urge

to get this right?

My girlfriend read it.

Agreed with you.

Right.

You're doin' this for p*ssy.

- Well I wouldn't put it that way.

- For P*ssy.

What happened to you?

Don't talk to the system.

What the hell does that mean?

Make up somethin' .

The call was for a D and D,

domestic disturbance.

We knocked.

Couldn't be heard over the shouting.

Well the time, 5:52 a.m.

There's no 5:
52.

No report that date and address.

Filed by a Sergeant Francis Lazerov,

or an Officer Raphael Deed.

- FRAT files aren't public record.

- Why?

- We can't speak for FRAT.

- Who can?

FRAT.

Even if you were with a real paper

I wouldn't talk to you. That's Policy.

It's public record, Captain Tilman.

It's trial and conviction.

Not us, alright?

Here we go.

If you're gonna turn every beef

between two losers into headlines

that's gonna seriously compromise

our ability to social deviancy.

You know, we might as well

pack it up and close shop.

Screw John Q. Citizen.

Is that what you want?

I don't think so.

Have a good one.

- Bern !

- Sir.

It's Capt. Tilman, head of First

Response Assault & Tactical Unit.

Thanks a large part

to this gentleman

we're looking at an 82% reduction in homicides,69 in felonies,

With those number we can have

early intervention program.

In fact I see a day when

we won't need courts at all.

- Hi.

- No, You Stay away.

No. I'm just looking for

somebody. Ms. Melba Charles?

She lives here, right?

She's over there.

Oh, Jesus.

Isiaha Charles?

I'm Josh Pollack, I'm a writer.

- I was at your trial.

- Oh, Yeah.

Here.

Listen.

After Officer Deed testified,

you said thank you.

Why?

I can't talk about the trial.

Can we talk about you?

Who you were before this?

By the way, I'm very sorry

about your mother.

What about my mother?

Her stroke.

Stroke?

- You don't know.

- Whoa, when?

- a few days ago, I guess.

- How bad of a stroke?

Is my mother a vegetable?

I'm sorry.

Oh, Mama.

Motherfuckers!

A'ight, look.

You gotta get me outta here.

You gotta get me to my mother.

- I can't.

- No, You can.

If you get me out of here, I'll tell you

everything you want about the trial.

- I don't know how.

- the way they capped Rook.

- What?

- Stole the crack, the 40 G's.

Made up that sh*t about the knife.

I'll tell you all of that.

Ma. . .

I love you.

You hang on.

I'll be home soon.

I promise.

You get this to her.

You promise me.

F***!

I'm sorry.

Mrs. Charles.

Ma, I love you.

You hang on.

I'll be home soon.

I promise.

You call me now?

I'm not your personal editor.

Just read this.

This is a Pulitzer.

What's it for?

Blowing the judging committee.

What do you think?

You saw Isiaha's arrest report?

Copies of the court transcript.

- No mention of cash, coke or guns?

- No.

- the emergency dispatch?

- The copy's there.

There's no record of a 911

that time, date, address.

You talked to the District Attorney,

the Public Defender, Judge.

You told me not to

talk to the system.

What do you think?

It could dismantle the

department when it's done.

What's missing?

The other side of the story.

They're murderers.

If you believe Isiaha Charles.

You won't publish it as is?

I won't publish it at all.

But The Times will if you

get the department's side.

The department?

They're murderers.

Right.

You're doing this for p*ssy.

I'm doin' it for this.

Fourth estate, Pollack.

It's the only job protected by

the Constitution, and this is why.

This is tyranny.

When you see it

you're obligated to yell.

A risk you're unwilling to take,

and I don't blame you.

In your new enlightenment I'll take

you back to the Herald,

but don't call yourself a jeranalist.

The coupon king has spoken.

Good night, Pollack.

Oh, here, take this with you.

Go on, leave. Leave.

Go.

- get the door.

- got it.

You move, you die!

Spread 'em! Spread 'em!

- Here.

- Against the wall.

Hey Deed !

I got somethin' for ya!

Come on, baseball.

Watch your step!

F***.

Shut up, gimme your other hand.

Shut up.

All right, let's go.

Bern, I owe you. . .Anything

Not now, not here.

Girls, come out everybody come out.

- Laz.

- Yeah.

Take the girls out.

I'm going downstairs.

- Party at my house.

- Line up Here.

- Let's go.

- Come on, sweetie.

Come on.

Come on.

Here ya go, cupcake.

The f*** am I gonna do with this?

I thought you gave up

muckraking, Moses.

It's Pollack's story.

You heard of anything

like this, Levon?

Sure all the time.

From felons.

Well, there it is.

D.A. 's office doesn't comment on

unsubstantiated accusations.

Why don't you come back

when you have specifics?

- We can't be more specific.

- What are We talking about?

Innuendo? Hearsay?

D.A. needs names.

Otherwise the office can't respond.

Jack, when did you start referring

to yourself as an inanimate object?

You run a community weekly Moses

and I'll always have time for you

but now that time is up.

Mr. Pollack.

Mr. Reigert. Mr. Wallace.

These aren't the good old days,

Moses.

They never were, Jack.

- Why wouldn't you give him

- Huh-uh.

- if You were to just

- Not now.

Ashford doesn't come here easily.

He didn't have anything

specific or actual either.

Ignore it.

I'm not insulting Tilman with this.

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