The Post Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2017
- 116 min
- $80,369,969
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Do we have any leads?
There's a guy Phil
and I know in Boston
McNamara commissioned the study.
All right, call him.
Anybody else?
So that's it?
My best goddamn lead is
coming from editorial?
We are suckin' high tit
in our own backyard.
Ben, come on, it's one story.
No, it's 7,000 pages
detailing how the White House
has been lying about the
Vietnam war for 30 years.
It's Truman and
Eisenhower and...
Jack...
LBJ lying--lying about
Vietnam--and you think
that's one story?
Let's do our jobs.
Find those pages.
Ben, uh...
I might...have something...
maybe.
Well, let me know when
it's a little less...wishy-washy.
I'm gonna go chase
down a lead of my own.
Why don't you cut your bangs?
-Mummy,
-Just a little bit.
I'm right in the middle.
It's a bit hard to read,
isn't it?
Harder for you, I imagine.
No.
Why?
These were your
people--McNamara?
And Kennedy and Johnson.
Jack and Lyndon were
your father's friends.
You flew down to Texas with Lyndon
the weekend after his convention.
Well, that's your fault, you
wanted to see his helicopter.
And the instant he saw you,
he invited you to the ranch.
Oh, well, he just wanted
the paper to endorse--
Yes, but my point is, you had
Steve and Bill waiting at home
-who had houseguests
-I know.
waiting at the farm.
You had nothing but dirty
clothes in your suitcase.
How do you know what
I had in my suitcase?
Jumped on Air Force Once,
spent the weekend--
-I did not jump, you and
-swimming and
Livvie Pearce and
said "I had to go!"
speedboating with
Lyndon and Lady Bird.
It's hard to say...
no to the President
of the United States.
Were you expecting someone?
At this hour?
I hope I'm not too early.
Not at all, must be urgent.
Where's your sister?
It's mine too, darling.
Where's your sister?
Let's go find her.
I trust you saw
the New York Times.
Hmm.
The study--the-the one
they're working off
that was commissioned
by McNamara.
Yeah.
And if he commissioned it,
he might have a copy.
I need to tell you that
finding a source
is like finding a
needle in a haystack.
I don't need the metaphor.
I haven't been a
writer for a while
so that old clich--
that was the best comparison
I could come up with.
I need a copy
of that study, Kay.
Give her the ball, Ben.
-Oh, here you go.
-Thank you.
You know, Ben,
as much as I do relish
a good investigative assignment,
-Bob McNamara's an old friend.
-Mm.
his life right now. I just--
He's probably said
all he wants to say.
Why, do you think?
-Why?
-Why?
Why is he talking to you?
Well, I just told you
he's my friend, and
Well, is he talking
to any other friends?
I'm not sure I appreciate the
implication of what you just--
McNamara is talking to you
-because you are the publisher
-That's not true!
-of The Washington Post.
-No.
-That is not why.
-Because he wants you
to bail him out.
-No, there's no ulterior--
-Because he wants you on his side.
No, Ben, that's not my role.
You know that.
I wouldn't presume to tell
Just as I wouldn't
take it upon myself
to tell him
he should hand over
a classified study,
which would be a crime,
by the way,
just so he can serve
as your source.
Our source, Katharine.
No, I--no.
I'm not. I'm not going to
ask Bob for the study.
I...
I get it, you have a
relationship with Bob McNamara.
But don't you think you
have an obligation as well
to the paper and to the public?
Let me ask you something.
Was that how you
felt when you were
palling around
with Jack Kennedy?
Where was your sense
of duty then?
I don't recall you pushing him
particularly hard on anything.
I pushed Jack when I had to--
I never pulled any punches.
I-Is that right?
'Cause you used to dine at the
White House once a week.
All the trips to Camp David.
Oh, and that drunken birthday
cruise on the Sequoia
you told me about.
Hard to believe you would've
gotten all those invitations
if you didn't
pull a few punches.
today across the country
after the publication
of more excerpts
of a classified Department
of Defense study
in The New York Times.
The study commissioned by former
Secretary of Defense
Robert McNamara
has ignited further debate
over the ongoing
war in Vietnam.
Kennedy and Johnson
as well as
Eisenhower and Truman
deeply misled the
country on Vietnam
appeared for the last two days
in The New York Times.
We don't want
your stinkin' war!
Ive stumbled on the side
of twelve misty mountains
Ive walked and Ive crawled
on six crooked highways
"There is a time when the operation
of the machine becomes so odious
"that you've got to put
your body upon the gears
"and upon the wheels
and upon the levers
"and you've got to make it stop!"
One, two, three, four!
We don't want
your stinkin' war!
One, two, three, four!
So that the President
doesn't have to admit something
the entire world already knows.
You dinner with Mr. and Mrs.
Rosenthal's at 7:00 in the Oak Room.
And then I'll meet you tomorrow
morning in the lobby at 8:00
so you'll have plenty of time to
get Downtown before the offering,
-And the...
-and the breakfast.
-Bagdikian.
-It's Harry Rowan.
Hey, um...
Let me call you back from
outside the newsroom.
Excuse me.
Are you important?
I'm a general standard reporter.
Okay.
Uh, I think I got something.
Be my guest.
And they are the
source of the story.
Every time I read The New
York Times above the fold--
-Mr. Bradlee?
-No.
I feel like somebody's shoving
a hot poker up my ass.
I think I got something.
Where'd you get these?
Somebody left them on my desk.
None was secretly
suggesting that McNamara
have grounds for escalation.
Yeah, it was in The Times
article. It was a good piece.
-It was well--
-Jesus Christ.
Give it to someone who can
type 91 words a minute.
-Ben.
-and have it proofed, okay?
-Ben.
-Yeah.
I think we got something.
What is it?
Jesus Christ.
Sh*t. Are these part of the
pages of the McNamara study?
Where did you get these?
Somebody left them on my desk.
On your desk?
I didn't--i-it was a woman.
-What a woman?
-We got over a
-hundred pages of the McNamara
-What woman?
-study here.
-She was a hippie woman,
she had one of those, uh,
-Hey, Debbie, give me Bagdikian.
-Don't know what they're called
-but it's one of those skirts
-He's uh,
-that looks like your uh,
-He's out, he just went
-swirling in colors.
-somewhere
-I don't--
-Probably between 5'4 and 5'6.
Well, these are the real thing.
Oh, she's uh,
-We are back in the ballgame.
-It was a tie-died, sir.
It was a tie-died skirt.
This is gonna be the
front page of tomorrow's
paper. Um...
Give it to uh...
give it to Marder,
it's his lucky day.
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