The Insider Page #16

LIANE:

I told him that you had an E-mail death

threat that said if you didn't shut the

"F" up, they were going to kill you...

Agent #3 starts out of the house with the computer followed

by #2. Jeffrey runs out after them.

EXT. THE WIGANDS' HOUSE - NIGHT

WIGAND:

(outraged)

You can't take that... It's personal

property...!

FBI AGENT #2 (OR #3)

We have a search warrant, Mr. Wigand.

There's been a death threat.

WIGAND:

(after him)

...my files! Personal correspondence...

Agent #3 ignores him, putting the computer in the trunk of

their car. And FBI Agent #1, the .38 bullet in a baggie,

comes out of the house.

WIGAND (CONT'D)

...letters to my brother...my will.

His shoes slip on the grass and he falls. And the FBI are

getting into their car. And NEIGHBORS have come out,

watching them. Liane and the girls, standing halfway down

the front lawn, the neighbors looking at them. She and

Jeffrey look at each other. Will she go to him or not? She

goes to him as he rises...

WIGAND (cont'd)

That computer has everything...

FBI AGENT #2

You alright, Mr. Wigand?

FBI AGENT #1

We need to take a look at your gun safe,

Mr. Wigand.

EXT. NEW ORLEANS, THE FRENCH QUARTER - NIGHT

LOWELL:

(interrupts)

I'm telling you, your agents in that

office are acting improperly! Now, who

are they trying to protect?

And we see a Man in his early forties, a neatly-dressed man

who prides himself on his appearance, at his desk in the

Bureau (FBI). BILL ROBERTSON. He's completely distracted,

focused on agent travel orders...

BILL ROBERTSON'S VOICE (OVER)

Let me tell you something, Lowell. Look,

look, look. You're talking about two

agents in a regional office in

Louisville. I got the goddamn Unabomber

threatening to blow up LAX! I gotta move

45 agents from all over the country into

L.A. Alright? When I get a chance, I'll

give it a look...

LOWELL:

(heated)

You better take a good look! Because I'm

getting two things: pissed off and

curious! Now, any of these guys been

offered jobs in corporate security after

they retire? Either one of those guys

have ex-agent pals already in those jobs?

Like, for instance, their ex-supervisor,

who's already at Brown & Williamson as we

f***ing speak?

INT. BILL ROBERTSON'S OFFICE, WASHINGTON - NIGHT

BILL ROBERTSON:

(beat)

I'll give it a look.

LOWELL:

You're getting my drift?

BILL ROBERTSON:

I'll give it a look.

He hangs up.

INT. DINING ROOM, THE FOUR SEASONS HOTEL, NEW YORK - NIGHT

And we slide by some elegant diners to fall onto Lowell and

Mike Wallace with Jeffrey and Liane in the Hotel's dining

room, having ordered dinner.

LOWELL:

So, is everything okay?

MIKE WALLACE:

How are the rooms? Comfortable?

LIANE:

(to Mike)

Yes, very. You know, I enjoy your work

so much...when you're talking to

somebody, I always feel like I'm right

there.

And she laughs...

MIKE WALLACE:

Thank you got saying that...

LOWELL:

Do you think we could talk about the

taping? Tomorrow's taping, just so we

can get it out of the way and order...

MIKE WALLACE:

Yeah, well, questions will go toward what

work you did there, why you were fired.

And others will deal...

LIANE:

(not sure she quite heard)

...taping?

(beat)

What are you taping?

WIGAND:

I'm doing an interview.

LIANE:

(whispers)

An interview! Do you know what they will

do to us...! I thought... Sorry.

But she suddenly gets up and leaves, hurrying out of the

dining room. And Jeffrey oddly doesn't move.

LOWELL:

(trying to intervene)

Liane, this is a preliminary...

(after a beat)

You didn't tell her we were taping?

What did she think she was coming to New

York for?

WIGAND:

...to talk about it. To think about it.

I had a plan to ease her into it. But, I

really - I didn't know how to do that...

Jeffrey abruptly crosses to the nearby Bar.

LOWELL:

Oh, man.

MIKE WALLACE:

Who are these people?

LOWELL:

(frustrated)

Ordinary people! Under extraordinary

pressure, Mike. What the hell do you

expect? Grace and consistency?

And Lowell leaves the table. And as Mike Wallace sits at the

table, looking around, wondering what the f*** he's doing

there.

INT. THE BATHROOM, NEW YORK HOTEL - NIGHT

Liane folds her arms protectively across her chest...

INT. A STUDIO, CBS - MORNING

And we see a small TAPING STUDIO separated by flats and black

curtains from other CBS News sets. Cameras are set up.

INT. THE STUDIO, CBS - DAY

And we enter mid-scene on Jeffrey in a more formal demeanor,

sitting in a chair, Mike Wallace sitting across from him,

under the lights, taping an interview. Lowell, off camera.

MIKE WALLACE:

You heard Mr. Sandefur say before

Congress that he believed nicotine was

not addictive...?

WIGAND:

(nods)

...I believe Mr. Sandefur perjured

himself because I watched those

testimonies very carefully.

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