J. Edgar: The Most Powerful Man in the World Page #12

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shall we? Our old corner booth.

Perhaps if l feel better.

Yes.

And you must...

You must...

We have a great many things to discuss.

And now l can't trust anyone else

at the Bureau right now.

Can only depend on you.

Thank you, Edgar.

Good night, Clyde.

Good night, Edgar.

Welcome home, Mr. Hoover.

Oh, thank you, Annie.

Bozo, Bozo, G-Boy, come here.

The very essence of our democracy...

is rooted in a belief

in the worth of the individual.

That life has meaning that transcends

any man-made system...

that love is the greatest force

on earth...

far more enduring than hatred...

or the unnatural divisions of mankind.

Yes?

This is Annie from Mr. Hoover's residence.

Mr. Hoover has passed.

- Yeah?

- Sir.

Jesus Christ.

That old cocksucker.

I'll get a speech prepared.

We should go on television.

Not yet.

First seal off his office, change his

locks, do whatever you have to do.

L want those f***ing files.

Yes, sir.

Oh, good.

Come in.

He's upstairs.

Ladies and gentlemen, it is with

a profound sense of personal loss...

that l learned of the death

of J. Edgar Hoover.

This truly remarkable man

has served his country for 48 years...

under eight presidents,

as director of the FBI...

with unparalleled devotion

and ability and dedication.

For 25 years, from the time l came to

Washington as a freshman congressman...

he has been one of my closest

personal friends and advisors.

And every American, in my opinion,

owes J. Edgar Hoover a great debt...

for building the FBI into the finest

law enforcement organization...

in the entire world.

I've ordered that all the flags of the

government buildings be flown at half mast...

but l will say that, in doing so,

that Edgar Hoover...

because of his indomitable courage

against sometimes very vicious attack...

has made certain that the flag

of the FBI will always fly high.

The FBI is the eternal monument

honoring this great American.

Funny how even the dearest face...

will fade away in time...

but most clearly l remember your eyes

with a sort of teasing smile in them...

and the feeling of that soft spot...

just northeast

of the corner of your mouth.

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