The Wizard of Lies Page #12

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It is the judgment

of this court

that the defendant,

Bernard L. Madoff,

shall be and hereby

is sentenced

to a term of imprisonment

of 150 years.

- What about our money, Bernie?!

- Yes!

Where's our money?!

As a technical matter,

the sentence must be

expressed in months.

150 years is equivalent

to 1,800 months.

We are adjourned.

We're standing outside of the

Federal Correctional Complex

in Butner, North Carolina,

where Bernie Madoff

just arrived minutes ago.

We saw Mr. Madoff

arrive on a bus

with a group

of other inmates

where he will serve

his 150-year prison sentence.

Officials have said

he will be watched carefully

to ensure he is not

a danger to himself

as he faces

the long years ahead.

Hmm.

Visiting hours at the

prison are very liberal,

and people close to the

Madoffs say his wife Ruth

may well move to North Carolina

to be close to her husband.

Oh, f*** you, you a**hole.

I'm in Florida.

...very much in love

just like Bonnie was

to Clyde, Charlie.

Bonnie robbed banks.

Bonnie killed people.

- And I'm Bonnie?

- ... by going to our blog

"The World Newser"

at abcnews.com.

How am I Bonnie?

Bonnie was a killer.

Bonnie killed people.

And I'm Bonnie?

For 16 years,

I kept this secret

from my wife,

from my brother,

my sons.

How I was able to do that

and maintain

any degree of sanity,

well, that... that worries me

when I think about it.

You already mentioned that.

Yeah, I did.

But while we're

on the subject,

you say you wanted

to protect your family.

Right.

But just an example,

what would have

happened

if at some point

before the crisis of '08,

you'd been hit by a bus,

you'd drop dead?

Mark and Andrew

would've become the owners

of a firm that was

still in the middle

of perpetrating the biggest

Ponzi scheme in history.

Except the advisory was a

completely separate business,

one in which they had

no involvement, so...

But with you dead

and Frank probably willing

to swear to anything

to save himself,

seems to me

the odds are

that as owners

as lifelong executives,

they'd have gone to jail.

Your sons would be sitting

there where you are.

No, well,

I protected them.

You couldn't have protected

them if you were dead, Bernie.

So who would've

been held responsible?

I would've been.

They would've been, Bernie.

They would've

been held responsible,

which means

one of two things is true.

Either they actually

were guilty

and accepted the risks

or you were willing

to let your sons go to jail

for the crime

you committed.

Which is it, Bernie?

I do like jousting with you.

I'm not jousting

with you, Bernie.

- Yeah, well...

- I'm not jousting with you.

It seems to me like...

like you're refusing

to recognize that hazard

you created

for your family.

Not just the day

you were arrested,

but the hazard

that they lived under,

unknowing, for,

well, however long

you were operating

this fraud.

Eventually,

they would be exonerated.

- Period. - How could you

have been so certain of that,

that you were

willing to risk it?

Because they were

never involved, ever,

and there's no way it's ever

gonna be proven otherwise.

So it doesn't matter.

It's a terrible thing

that they're going through,

but they never

would have been convicted

because they couldn't

be convicted.

Because they didn't

do anything.

Neither did my wife.

Nothing. Zero.

- But you know what you've done...

- I know what I've done.

- ... has shattered your family.

- I take full responsibility for that

and it'll... it'll kill me

for the rest of my life.

But...

Over the course of the

summer and fall of 2009,

the government auctioned

off Madoff's property.

The beach house in Montauk...

$9 million.

The penthouse in Manhattan...

$8 million.

The Palm Beach house...

available for $7.25 million.

The Mercedes-Benz station wagon,

yachts and power boats,

Mets jacket, a hodgepodge

of personal items...

By the fall of 2009,

Picard had

separately collected

roughly 1.5 billion

from the firm's brokerage

and bank accounts,

asset sales,

and a few out-of-court settlements.

We filed suit against

Ruth Madoff for 44 million.

We have filed

a clawback suit

against Mark

and Andrew Madoff

for the return

of $127.5 million.

You can be in charge

of the castle.

You can be in charge

of the dresses.

- I get the dresses, right?

- Isn't that wig hysterical?

That's great.

Could you watch her

for a minute?

Mark, any time we try

to move on with our life,

Bernie just finds a way

to drag us back down.

- I'm sick of it.

- I'm sorry.

I tell you, you get angry.

I don't tell you, you get angry.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't know.

It's just...

Oh, what the f***

is wrong with this guy?

Suing our four-year-old

daughter?

- It's insane.

- I know, I'm sorry.

I just... I hate

that every time

I start to feel normal again,

something bad happens.

Have you checked

your text messages?

No.

Oh, my God, he's so cute.

I love you.

I love you, too.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Hey, Marty,

I sent you the article.

Did you get it?

Anyway, please give me

a call back.

Hey, man, it's me.

What, are you away

or something,

'cause I called you earlier

today and you didn't answer.

I left a message for Marty

and he's not there either.

Like, nobody ever seems

to be around.

Everybody's out of town

or something.

I'm leaving you

another message.

I know I keep leaving

you messages, Andrew.

I can't even reach Stephanie.

I can't reach anybody!

I'm seriously gonna lose it.

I really am.

I'm, like, trapped in here.

Guess what.

It's me again.

I don't know

if you're away with Cath...

are you away

with Catherine?

I mean, where are

you guys, anyway?

Have you gone fishing?

It's just, like, ever since

she's been in your life,

I can't f***ing

reach you anymore.

I can't ever talk to you.

You're just, like,

always f***ing on some holiday!

Okay, ahem,

I just left you, like,

a 20-minute message

and I got cut off.

Andy, Marty,

I don't even know who

I'm leaving messages for.

I'm just leaving messages now,

you know what I mean?

We're supposed to just sit

around and, like, you know,

with our d*cks in our hands,

doing nothing?

You know, I've been at this

for two years.

Two years.

Two years!

I can't keep going on this way!

I have to make a statement.

I gotta make

a big statement!

I can't go on like this.

We're not here.

Leave a message.

Mark, are you there?

Mark, pick up.

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic

voice message system.

At the tone,

please record your message.

Mark,

I just tried the house.

Uh... uh, call me.

Come in.

Mom.

What's wrong?

I just got these

messages from Mark.

Uh, I tried

calling the house,

but he's...

he's not picking up.

All right, yeah, I just...

I just pulled up.

I'm going inside.

I'll call you back.

All right.

Mark?

Hey!

Hey, Nicky.

What are you doing, huh?

Wanna come with Papa?

We're gonna go outside.

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