Nothing But the Truth Page #9

and the path has been chosen,

and there's no way back,

and in the end, my son will be fine.

You know, Ray is a great father,

and Timmy's gonna be okay,

but that will not be the case with my source.

My source will be publicly saddled

with the death of Erica Van Doren,

and that, I promise you,

will mean the destruction

of the person we're talking about,

and that, Albert, that is not fair.

Why?

I mean, your source knew full well

the ramifications of speaking to you.

My source didn't know what they were doing

when I got the information.

- Was he drunk? Was he talking in his sleep?

- Hey, take a f***ing walk.

We're trying to swim

a f***ing waterfall here, Albert.

We have a responsibility to the shareholders

not to go bankrupt.

If you're so worried about that,

then I'll go pro bono from here on in.

- How about that?

- Sold.

Come in.

Okay. I just got off the phone.

Stan Riggens has agreed

to speak to the grand jury.

I guess signing that waiver spooked him.

Stan?

- I owe that kid in my office 10 bucks.

- When is all this supposed to happen?

As soon as possible.

It'll have to wait until tomorrow morning.

Once he confirms he was your source,

you're off the hook.

Pack your bags, Rachel.

You were chief of staff to the Vice President.

I resigned 11 months ago.

And were you

the source of information provided

on the October 6th edition

of the Capital Sun Times

in which the identity

of the covert CIA agent was revealed?

I was.

Can you tell us all how that came about?

Well, I guess I was just so angry

at Erica Van Doren and her husband,

- my emotions got the better of me.

- I'm not interested in your motivations.

I want to know how

you came to reveal this information.

I was at a party.

...you guys, it's muddy right here.

I had been drinking.

Stan.

Hello there, young-ish lady. How are you?

Can I get a beer, please? Good. Great.

Just here with my son.

They're cute now, but they grow up.

You know?

So I've been reading.

So I heard Glen invited you.

It's good to see you.

Yeah, and you thought,

"Well, how can I pass up this opportunity?"

That is exactly what I thought.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Anything.

Ambassador Van Doren.

- What about him?

- His wife.

Is she a spook, Stan?

Come here.

- Now, look, you did not hear this from me.

- Of course not.

- Not from me.

- Absolutely not.

But, everybody knows she's at the CIA.

Everybody.

But you can't use that.

Hey, I won't say it came from you,

but we're not off the record.

Screw it.

Everybody knows anyway.

Common knowledge.

Do you know if she happened

to get out to Venezuela at all?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

She came to you

and asked you if Ms. Van Doren was a spy?

She already knew.

That's right.

They're not satisfied with Riggens.

He was just your corroborative source.

So was the FBI guy

who gave you her report.

They still want the original source,

which puts us back at square one.

Well, how much longer can this go on?

It's seven months or so before

the grand jury is required to disband,

and then Dubois

can just order up a new one.

I can't...

I'm gonna have to tell the Warden I did this.

Look,

if you're gonna be here

another seven months,

then you should know, in every way

how this will affect you.

Albert told me.

Well, do I get any details?

Details? Yeah.

The details are you're in here,

and whatever it is keeping you in here

is more important to you

than what's on the outside.

- Well, how long have you been seeing her?

- Just a few weeks.

- Do you love her?

- I don't know.

You don't know?

It's only been a few weeks.

You don't know her.

- What do you do with Timmy?

- What?

When you're f***ing her,

what do you do with Timmy?

He's with a sitter when we go out.

- Has he met her?

- No.

- Do I know her?

- You don't know her. I told you that.

- She lives in Maryland...

- Okay. You know what,

- I don't want to hear any more.

- Look...

Ray, I know this is impossible for all of us.

I get it. You're Ionely. I'm Ionely.

Look, all you have to do to keep me,

to keep my respect,

is just tell me it means nothing.

That you love me, and that...

I'd like to see Timmy now.

Something you should know is

I speak only the best about you to him.

All right, don't patronize me. Okay?

I need to see him, and he needs to see me.

- That's it.

- Okay. Okay.

I'll see what we can do.

They don't allow visitation

on weekends anymore,

and his school routine is pretty locked in.

So, now, on top of everything else,

you're gonna try and keep my son from me?

- No. No, it's not like that.

- Isn't like what, Ray?

It's not like you're cheating on your wife

- while she is f***ing rotting in jail?

- Keep your voice down.

- Rache.

- Is that what it's not like?

- F*** you!

- Hey! Hey!

- F*** off!

- Okay, okay, okay.

Go to hell!

It's okay.

Really, this is how you want...

You know what? Thanks for the f***, Ray!

That really hit the spot!

Right, 'cause you're the only one

who got f***ed by all this. Right?

Hey.

What the f*** is your problem?

- You're in my bunk.

- Get a new f***ing bunk.

- Hey. That's my stuff! Stop it!

- Yeah. It's going down here!

- Hey!

- Get your skanky ass stuff out of my bunk!

- Go get a new bunk!

- Get your ass out of my f***ing bunk.

This is not your bunk!

That ain't right.

You want the bunk? Your bunk?

You want that bunk? Huh?

You want that bunk?

You want your f***ing bunk now, huh?

Yeah.

Come on, leave her alone.

Get down! Get down! Get down!

Oh, God.

What happened?

I got the sh*t kicked out of me, Albert.

That's what happened.

How? What? Over what?

- We both wanted the top bunk.

- What?

Well, you've always known

the important things to fight for.

Are the doctors saying

you're gonna be all right?

Yeah. Whatever that means.

You know,

I'm the most senior prisoner in this jail.

I've had 32 different bunk mates

since I've been here.

I gotta say, that's a record.

Is that a new tie?

No, I've had it a while. Domenico Vacca.

- I took you for a Kenneth Cole man.

- Kenneth Cole?

Well, I'm glad you retained

your sense of humor.

You look like a woman

who could use some good news.

It's great news.

They've agreed.

They're going to take your case.

It's gonna be an expedited hearing.

The next case this morning

is in re Armstrong.

We'll hear first from Mr. Burnside.

Mr. Chief Justice,

and may it please the court.

In 1972 in Branzburg v. Hayes,

this court ruled

against the right of reporters

to withhold the names of their sources

before a grand jury,

and it gave the power to the government

to imprison those reporters who did.

It was a five-four decision. Close.

In his dissent in Branzburg,

Justice Stewart said,

"As the years pass,

"the power of government

becomes more and more pervasive."

"Those in power," he said,

"whatever their politics,

"want only to perpetuate it

"and the people are the victims."

Well, the years have passed,

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