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I didn't. That was added
by the copy desk, or during editorial.
Was the hackers' conference
where you met the Jukt executives...
That part of the article
is misleading.
I was never
in the Restils' home at all.
You weren't in Restil's home,
with the Jukt executives?
No, I didn't mean
to imply that I had been.
Sorry about that.
Did the fax come through okay?
Yes, it did.
I think the address must've gotten
garbled. We can't find the site.
- You want to read it back to me?
- Sure.
You gave us
"members.aol.juktn.html."
- Wait. Was that an "M"?
- I'm sorry?
After Jukt, was that an "M,"
as in "Micronics"?
No, it was an "N",
as in "Not working."
- Try "M."
- Okay.
Sorry about that,
I was rushing.
Of course.
But I do find myself
wondering, Stephen.
company put their website
access it, as opposed to the entire Web?
I have no idea.
I don't have a website so I don't really
know that much about them.
I would trust you guys
to know better than me.
Okay. Looks like...
we have
the Jukt website up now.
I have to say, Stephen...
this looks very
suspicious to me.
How so?
Quite frankly,
it doesn't look like a real website.
It looks like a site that was...
created to fool someone.
I don't know much about computers.
Could somebody do that?
Of course.
Very easily.
So easily, in fact,
it's incredible.
Do you still want that number
for Jim Ghort? I found it in my notes.
Yeah, sure.
All right. ...
- Wait.
- Sorry?
"Six-zero-five,"
that's not Nevada.
Oh.
with another source.
Er...
Sorry about that one.
Oh, you know what it was?
Jim Ghort was the guy who told me
about the law enforcement officials.
I don't know what I was thinking.
I'm going to have to get you...
Steve.
Give him the number.
This guy is toast.
All right, Stephen,
in light of all this,
how confident are you
in this story of yours?
Are we off the record?
If you like.
Well, off the record...
some of the things
that you've brought up...
the website...
the idea that I was always speaking
to these people through voicemail...
that is, that they were
always calling me...
it didn't seem strange before,
but clearly,
there are some problems with the story.
You've pointed them out.
One portion of it
was structured in a way that...
I just... well...
in light of all this...
I just...
I'm increasingly beginning to believe
that I've been duped.
And so we hang up,
after he's basically let these guys
interrogate me for an hour.
And I go, "Chuck,
wh-what happened?
I mean, why
didn't you back me up?"
He goes, "I'm sorry, Steve,
I've got to protect the magazine.
- I mean, I'm the editor."
- Typical.
He's being such an a**hole.
So I'm dead, pretty much.
Yes, this is Kambiz.
Can we have a talk here?
Just editor to editor?
Sure. Go ahead.
Completely off the record, and really
almost human being to human being?
Of course.
You guys have discovered something
that a troubled kid has done,
but I still don't know
how you plan to play it.
We're not in the business
of "gotcha" journalism here.
I have no interest in embarrassing
you or The New Republic.
I'm not worried about me
or the magazine. That's fair game,
But there's a kid here
who basically,
just plainly, screwed up.
Big time.
His reporting was sloppy,
we know that.
internally at this point,
just as you would.
Listen, we're going to run
something
along the lines of,
"A trick was pulled,
and some very clever hackers
managed to create an illusion."
I can't tell you
what to print or not to print.
You guys are journalists.
But... he could be very hurt
by what you guys publish. His career.
Chuck, I understand.
I do.
I would hope if I made
the mistakes he made,
people would be
generous with me.
But...
this concerns the very field
we cover.
We have to run it.
And when we do, we're going to need
a comment from you.
So given everything
that's happened,
how strongly are you going
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