I just don't|understand it, Bob.
I mean, I've logged|a lot of miles...
I've followed the sales textbook|by the letter.
I mean, I've applied|myself diligently.
I mean,|I try and I try...
...and I just cannot|get in the door.
I mean, what am I doin' wrong?|Earl. Sit down.
Sure, you've got|a great product...
...but you have to remember what|you're really selling yourself.
So it's not necessarily|what I say as how I say it?
That's right, Earl.|A good salesman can sell anything.
And I remember when|you were a good salesman...
...at the beginning.
But something|seems to have changed now.
Now, I don't want to pry,|but is everything all right at home?
Everything's all right|with Margie, right?
Will there be anything else, gentlemen?|Leave it.
Just leave it.|Yes, sir. Thank you.
Thanks.|I watched you...
...walking back and forth in front|of my desk in an agitated manner...
...smoking a cigarette without having asked|if you could smoke in my presence...
Okay, listen up. Fire team|discipline in there at all times.
Keep your radios on at all times|during the entire penetration.
Check yourselves.|False ID's?
Jim.|No wallets, no keys?
We rendezvous where?|The Watergate, room 214.
When? At 03:00 hours.
Jawohl, mein "farten fuhrer".
I swear to God, Frank,|I'm gonna make you a new asshole.
Let's get the fuck out of here.|Years of clean living are over.
If anything goes wrong, just sit tight.|You'll hear from me or Howard.
Personally,|if anything goes wrong...
...I'll be calling the president|of the United States.
I'm not gonna be|just a good salesman.
I'm gonna be a great salesman.|That's the spirit.
Thanks.
And remember, Earl:|Always look'em in the eye.
Nothing sells like sincerity.
Five men wearing|white surgical gloves, business suits...
...and carrying camera and electronic|surveillance equipment...
...were arrested early today|in the headquarters...
...of the Democratic|National Committee...
...in Washington.
They were unarmed.
Nobody knows yet why they were there|or what they were looking for.
Good evening, General Haig.
Good evening,|sir.
Judge John Sirica today...
...sentenced the Watergate burglars|to terms ranging up to 40 years.
The White House continues|to deny any involvement.
Presidential counsel John Dean...
...testified before|the Senate Watergate committee...
...that the scandal reaches|to the highest levels.
Presidential|aides Haldeman and Ehrlichman...
...were ordered|to resign today.
In a stunning announcement, White House|aide Alexander Butterfield...
...revealed the existence of|a secret taping system.
Vice President Agnew resigned today...
...after pleading no contest|to a charge of income tax evasion.
The president has fired...
...the Watergate special prosecutor,|Archibald Cox...
...provoking the greatest constitutional|crisis in American history.
On Capitol Hill today...
...eight resolutions calling for|the impeachment of the president...
...were referred to the judiciary committee|by the House of Representatives.
It was disclosed to Judge Sirica...
...that there is an|18-and-a-halfminute gap...
...in the June 20, 1972|taped conversation...
...between the president|and Bob Haldeman.
Reactions of shock and anger are coming|from all sectors of the nation.
Judge John Sirica|has ordered the president...
...to turn over his tapes|to special prosecutor Leon Jaworski.
The tapes contain conversations|between the president and his aides...
...and are believed to include discussions|of the Watergate scandal.
The White House has not yet responded|To Judge Sirica's order...
...and it is not yet known|whether the president will comply.
Yeah.
These are the tapes you requested,|Mr. President.
Okay.
Cocksucker!
Nixon's never been good|with these things, Al.
I'll take care of it, sir.
Do you mind, sir?
Oh.
Sorry.|Okay. Go on.
You know, Al...
...if Hoover were alive...
...these tapes would never|have gotten out.
I want the little shit back.
Mr. Hoover was a realist.|Yeah.
Not like the others.
Dean, McCord, the rest.
We never got our side|of the story out, Al.
People have forgotten.
Such violence.
The tear gassing,|the riots...
...burning the draft cards...
...the black panthers.
We fixed it, Al,|and they hate me for it.
'Cause it's Nixon.
They always hated Nixon.
You're all set, sir.
Okay.|Good night, Mr. President.
Good night, Al.
Hey, Al.
Men in your profession...
...give'em a pistol|and then leave the room.
I don't have a pistol, Al.
Oh. Goddamn it.
They did what?
Evidently to install bugs|and photograph documents.
It was a fishing expedition. It was|their fourth attempt at the D.N.C.
O'Brien doesn't even use that office.
It's possible|they were looking for evidence...
...of an illegal Howard Hughes|donation to the Democrats.
The Democrats could make an issue|of your Hughes money.
It was a legal contribution.
It's not clear the burglars even knew|what they were looking for.
They were headed for McGovern's office|Later that same night.
Did Mitchell know about this?|I don't know.
Mitchell's out of his mind right now.|Martha put her head through a window.
Jesus. Through a window?
Yeah, they're taking her to Bellevue.|Maybe she'll stay this time.
Martha's an idiot. She'll do anything|to get Mitchell's attention.
If Mitchell had been minding the store|instead of that nut Martha...
...we wouldn't have this kid MacGruder|running some third-rate burglary.
We feel the bigger concern|is Gordon Liddy.
Liddy? That fruitcake? What about him?|That's just it, sir.
He is a nut.
He used to work here with the plumbers,|turns up running this Watergate caper.
Remember his plan to firebomb Brookings|using Cubans as firemen?
What's Liddy got?|He was using some campaign cash...
...that was laundered for us through|Mexico, the F.B.I.'s onto it.
We could have|a problem with that.
But that's just a campaign|finance violation.
So, if...Yeah, if Liddy|takes the rap for Watergate...
...we can take care of him|and that lets us off the hook.
I don't have time for all this shit.|Just handle it, Bob.
Keep it out of the White House.|I gotta see Kissinger.
He's throwing a tantrum,|threatening to quit. Again.
What else?
Well, sir, uh...
...one of the people implicated|is still on the White House payroll.
Who?|Not another goddamn Cuban.
Uh, no, sir.|A guy named Hunt.
Howard Hunt, sir.
Hunt? Howard Hunt?
Dumb bastard left his White House|phone number in his hotel room.
He works for Colson.
He used him|on the Pentagon papers.
This guy dumped his wiretapping stuff|into his White House safe.
We're trying to figure out when he|stopped being a White House consultant.
Howard Hunt is working|For the White House?
Jesus Christ.
This is goddamn Disneyland.|Since when?
Since Chappaquiddick.|He wanted dirt on Kennedy.
Colson brought him in.|You know Hunt, sir?
Yeah, on the list|of horribles.
I know what he is and I know|what he tracks back to.
He was involved in the plumbers?|Oh, definitely.
Colson had him break into Bremer's|apartment after Bremer shot Wallace...
...to plant McGovern's|campaign literature.
I had nothing to do|with that.
He was in this Ellsberg thing too?|Yes. You approved it, sir.
I did?
It was right after|the Pentagon papers broke.
They went in to get his psychiatric|records. We were working on China.
Fuck.
Out!
What the fuck?
You're not supposed to take pictures|of me! Take pictures of the files!
Give me that fucking film!
Howard Hunt.
Jesus Christ.
You open up that scab,|you'll uncover a lot of pus.
What do you mean?
Where's Hunt now?|He's in hiding.
He sent Liddy in|to talk to Dean.
And?|He wants money.
Then pay him.
I told him to get out of the country.|It's crazy to start a relationship...
What the hell are you doing, John,|screwing with the C.I.A.?
I don't care how much he wants.|Just pay him.
What are we|paying him for, sir?
Silence.
But, sir, you're covered.
It's only|this Ellsberg thing...
...and if that comes out,|it's national security.
I say we cut ourselves loose from these|clowns, and that's all there is to it.
No, it's more than that.|I want Hunt paid.
We've never done that before, sir.|How do we do it?
We should set up a Cuban defence fund|on this and take care of all of'em.
Should we talk to Trini about paying?|No, keep Trini out of this.
And for God's sake,|keep Colson out.
It's time to baptize|Our young counsel here, Mr. Dean.
That means John can never talk about it.|Attorney-client privilege.
So get to it.|Uh-huh.
John, you stay close to this, okay?|Don't worry, sir.
Good.
Okay.
Did I approve|the Ellsberg thing? Huh?
You know, I'm glad we tape|all these conversations, but...
I never approved the break-in|At the Ellsbergs'.
Oh, maybe I approved it|After the fact.
Someday we gotta start|transcribing these tapes.
You approved that before the fact|because I went over it with you. But I...
But no one's gonna see these tapes.|That's right.
And it's really more of|a problem for Ehrlichman.
He's the one who fixed Hunt up|with the phony C.I.A. ID's.
But what else does Hunt|have on us?
We gotta turn off|the F.B.I., Bob.
You go to the C.I.A. and tell Helms|that Hunt is blackmailing the president.
Tell him Hunt and his Cuban friends|Know too damn much...
...and if he goes public...|if Hunt goes public...
...it will be a fiasco|for the C.I.A.
He'll know what I'm talking about.|All right.
Play it tough. That's the way they play|it, and the way we're gonna play it.
Don't lie to Helms and say|there's no involvement.
Just say this is a comedy of errors...|bizarre...without getting into it.
And, uh...
Say the president believes it's gonna|open up the whole Bay of Pigs again.
And tell Helms he should call|the F.B.I., call Pat Gray...
...and say that we wish,|for the sake of the country...
...that, uh, don't go any further|into this hanky-panky, period.
Bay of Pigs?
That was Kennedy's screw-up.|Why would that threaten us?
Just do what I say, Bob.
The only problem with that, sir...
It does get us into|obstruction of justice.
It's got nothing to do with justice,|Bob. It's national security.
How is this national security?
The president says it is.
Now, this isn't|a moral issue, Bob.
My job is to protect this country|from its enemies...
...and its enemies are|inside the walls.
We gotta keep|our enemies at bay...
...or our whole program|goes down the tubes.
Uh, Vietnam, China,|the Soviet Union.
When you look at|the big picture, Bob...
...damn.|We end up doing good in this world.
So let's not screw it up|with a shit-ass, third-rate burglary.
What should I tell|Ziegler to tell the press?
Tell'em what we always tell'em.|Anything but the goddamn truth.
Fuck!
Say the president believes it's gonna|open up the whole Bay of Pigs again.
Put me in this position...|Bay of Pigs?
Expose me like this.|Why would that threaten us?
Why don't they|Just fucking shoot me?
In the election of 1860...
Abraham Lincoln said the question|was whether this nation could exist...
...half-slave or half-free.
In the election of 1960|and with the world around us...
...the question is whether the world|will exist half-slave or half-free.
And I think,|in the final analysis...
...it depends upon what we do|here in the United States.
It's time America started moving again.
Mr. Nixon?
When it comes|to experience...
...through the years I have sat|on the National Security Council;
I have been in the cabinet; I have met|with the legislative leaders...
Relax, everybody,|relax.
I've had discussions with|35 presidents, 9 prime ministers...
...two emperors|and the Shah of Iran.
Jesus Christ. Has he told them|How many push-ups he can do yet?
Let's take|hydroelectric power.
What the hell happened to him?|He just got out of the hospital.
He hasn't taken one hour off|during this campaign, thanks to you.
When we consider|the line up of the world...
...we find there are|590 million people on our side...
Shoulda slapped makeup on him.|It's not a beauty contest.
We'd better hope not.|And 600 million people are neutral.
What are you doing to him, Murray?|Look at him. He's not well.
He doesn't have to debate Kennedy.|The odds are 5-3 against us.
When it comes to politics...|He can win without doing this.
Senator Kennedy,|you have one minute for a rebuttal.
Castro is only the beginning of our|difficulties throughout Latin America.
Oh, shit, he's gonna do it.|Here it comes.
We have seen Cuba|go to the Communists.
Eight jet minutes|from the coast of Florida.
We must at tempt to strengthen the|democratic anti-Castro forces in exile.
These fighters have had virtually|no support from our government.
Son of a bitch!|What? What?
Kennedy was briefed|Last week by the C.I.A.
He's using it against us.|He knows we can't respond.|He wellshed on the deal.
If we had provided aid, we might never|have had Castro. Why didn't we?
Mr. Nixon?
Man, he's treading water.|All right, come on.
He violated national security, Dick.|Attack the bastard.
...the Constitution of the|United States, so help me God.
Mr. Nixon.
Yeah. Uh...
Uh, I think...
I think that's|the sort of, uh...
...very dangerous|and irresponsible suggestion...
It's over. More coffee?
Helping the Cuban exiles|who oppose Castro would, uh...
...not only be a violation|of international law...
...it would be an open invitation|for Mr. Khrushchev...
It's still very close.
Uh, Senator Kennedy's lead...
...is about, uh, 700, 000.
Think maybe Daley|stuffed the ballot boxes himself?
In Texas, they had|the goddamn cattle voting.
The closest race in history, Dick,|and he stole it. Son of a bitch.
He outspent us and he still cheated.|A guy who's got every thing.
I can't believe it.
We came to Congress|together.
We were like brothers,|for Christ's sake.
It all figures. It's an obvious fraud.|We ask for a recount.
Don't be ridiculous.
Nobody has ever contested|a presidential election before.
Who's gonna do the counting?|The Democrats control Texas, Illinois.
We shift 25, 000 votes|in two states.
And how long will that take?|Six months, a year?
Meanwhile, what happens|to the country, Herb?
If I'd called his shot, I'd have won.|That's what I say.
Made me look soft.
"I feel very sorry for Nixon|No.
"because he does not know|who he is.
A teach stop he has to decide which|Nixon he's going to be at the moment...
...which must be very exhausting. "|Jack Kennedy.
It's a disgrace.|Nixon is a shifty-eyed goddamn liar.
"If he had to stick to the truth,|he'd have very little to say.
If you vote for Nixon, then you|oughta go to hell." Harry S. Truman.
That's what killed us, Dick.|Not Cuba.
It's the personality problem. You gonna|let the Democrats get away with this?
Goes to Harvard.
His father hands him everything|on a silver platter.
All my life they've been|sticking it to me.
Not the right clothes, not|the right schools, not the right family.
And then he steals from me.
He says I have no class,|and they love him for it.
You're only 47.
If you contest this election,|you'll be finished.
You got ta swallow this one.
They stole it|fair and square.
We'll get'em next time,|Dick.
We'll getm|Next time.
What makes you think there's|gonna be a next time, Murray?
Because if he's not|this Nixon...
...he's nobody.
Good morning, sir.|Hi.
Hi.
Hi.
We lost.
I know.
I hate to lose.
It makes us|human.
It's not fair,|Buddy.
I can take|the insults.
I can take|the name-calling.
But I can't take|the losing.
I hate it.
We don't have to put ourselves|through this again, Dick.
We worked for it.|We earned it.
It's ours.
It is.|We know that.
And it's enough|That we know.
Just think|of the girls.
They're still young.
We never see them.
I lost my parents|when I was young.
I don't want them|to lose theirs.
Maybe I should|Get out of the game.
What do you think,|Buddy?
And go back to|being a lawyer.
End up with something solid,|some money at the end of the line.
You know, I, uh...
...keep thinking of|my old man tonight.
He was a failure too.
You're not a failure,|Dick.
You know how much money he had|in the bank when he died?
Nothing.
He was so damned honest.
But I miss him.
I miss him|a hell of a lot.
Dad! Dad!|I got the beets for him.
Dad.|Is she in there?
Come on, give me a chance.|I don't have time for you right now.
I got work|to do.
How is your son?|Very well, thank you.
What'd he say?
He said, in life,|there's no free ride.
What'd you say?|I didn't need a ride, I need a suit.
Oh, no. Harold.
He doesn't respond well|to humor.
Maybe Mother can help|straighten it out.
I'd rather get a whippin' than|listen to another of her talks.
Relax, Dick.
Donald, finish your sweeping|then pick out the bad apples.
Yes, Mother.
I'm working.
Richard, come with me,|would thee?
Wh-Why me?
Ooh.
Because Harold hast father's|will is no reason to admire him.
Let Harold's worldliness be a warning|to thee, not an example.
Yes, Mother.
Harold may have lost touch|with his bible...
...but thee must never lapse.
Now, give it to me.
Do not tell a lie,|Richard.
The corn silk cigarette Harold gave|thee behind the store this morning.
I don't have them.|Mother, I...
I promise|I didn't smoke.
I see.
Well, then, Richard, we have|nothing more to talk about, do we?
Please! Please.
Mother, I'm sorry.|It was...
It was just one time.
I'm sorry.
So am I.
Your father will have to|know of that lying.
No, please, don't...|don't...don't tell him.
I'll never do it again.|I promise. Please.
Richard, I expected|more from thee.
Please, Mama.
I shall never|Let thee down again.
Then this shall be|our little secret.
Remember,|I see into that soul.
Thee may fool the world...
...even your father...
...but not me, Richard.
Never me.
Mother...
...think of me always|as your's faithful dog.
Thank you.|We'll be in the next room.
Richard.
Is it my turn?
O heavenly Father,|we humbly thank you...
I'll do it. There's a couple|of things I wanna say.
Could thee at least remove|that apron, Frank?
This blood|pays the bills, Hannah.
I'm not ashamed of|how I earn my money.
Heavenly Father...
...you told Adam in the garden,|after that business with the snake...
...that man would have to earn his way|by the sweat of his face.
Well, as far|as I can tell, Father...
...what was true in Eden is true|in Whittier, California.
So we ask you now to remind certain|of our young people...
...the only way to get a new suit to go to|the promenade with Margaret O'Herlihy...
...who happens to be|a Catholic, by the way...
...is to work for it.
Amen.|Amen.
Amen.|Amen.
Are we gonna pray now,|Daddy?
Don't be silly.
You think|this is funny?
Maybe a trip to the woods hed'll|straighten you out.
Pretty soon you boys are gonna|have to get out there and scratch.
'Cause you're not gonna get anywhere on|your good looks-just ask those fellas.
Charity's only|gonna get you so far...
...even with saints|like your mother around.
Struggle's what gives life meaning.|Not victory, struggle.
When you quit struggling,|they've beaten you.
And then you end up in the street|with your hand out.
My mother was a saint...
...but my old man|struggled his whole life.
They could call him|a little man, a poor man...
...but they never beat him.
I always tried|to remember that...
...when things|didn't go my way.
Let's really get fired up now!|Get on your stand, Nixon!
Come on, get in there!
What's Nixon doing here?|He thinks he can make it.
Four years of being|a tackling dummy. Poor guy.
Let's go, Nixon!
Hike!
Worst athlete I've ever seen.
But|he's got guts.
Okay, let's go!|Let's do it!
In California's gubernatorial race...
Richard Nixon has returned|to the political arena...
...in what is shaping up to be|a long and acrimonious bid...
...against popular incumbent|Edmund G. Brown.
Brown's campaign has benefited greatly|from the support of President Kennedy...
...while Nixon has had trouble|convincing voters...
...this is not another run|for the presidency.
With only a few precincts|left unreported...
...all indications are of|another defeat for Nixon...
...who lost the presidency just two|years ago by a paper-thin margin.
It seems his brief political|comeback...
You making a statement?
Thank you, Fidel Castro.
You're not going to blame Castro.|I sure am!
Goddamn missile crisis united|the whole country behind Kennedy.
And he was supporting Brown.|People were scared, that's why.
I suppose Castro staged the|whole thing just to beat you.
Buddy, before you join the jubilation|of my being beaten again, remember:
...people vote not out of love|but fear.
They don't teach that at Sunday school|Or the Whittier Community Playhouse.
I'll go check with our people.
I'm glad they don't,|Dick...
...because life is tough|and it is unfair...
...and sometimes you forget that|in your self-pity.
Happy days are here again|You forget sometimes, Dick...
...that I had a life before you,|before California...
Let us sing a song|of cheer again...
Cocksucker!
Don't you want to listen to|Gov. Brown's victory speech?
Nope. Not going to listen to|any more speeches ever again.
Amen to that.
It's over, Dick.|I'll concede in the morning.
Not that.
Buddy?
I have always|stood by you.
I campaigned for you|when I was pregnant.
During Checkers, when Ike|wanted you out, I told you to fight.
This is different,|Dick.
You've changed.
You've grown more bitter,|like you're at war with the world.
You weren't that way|before.
I'm 50 years old now,|Dick.
How many millions of miles|have I traveled?
How many millions of peoples' hands|have I shaked that I just don't like?
How many thank-you notes|have I written?
It's as if I, I don't know,|Just went to sleep a long time ago...
...and missed|the years between.
I've had enough.
What are you saying?|What are you talking about?
I want a divorce.
My God. Divorce?
What about the girls?
The girls'll grow up.
They only know you|from television anyway.
It'll ruin us,|Our family.
You're ruining us. If we stay with you,|you'll take us down with you.
This isn't political, Dick.|This is our life.
Everything's political,|I'm political, you're political.
No, I'm not.|I'm finished.
Well, this is just|What they want, Buddy.
Don't you see?
They want to drive us apart,|to beat us.
We can't let them|do it.
We've been through|too much together, Buddy.
We belong together.
That's what you said|the first time we met.
You didn't even know me.
Oh, yes, I did.
I asked you to marry me,|didn't I?
On our first date.
I said it|because I knew...
I knew|you were the one.
So solid.
So strong.
So beautiful.|I'm Pat Ryan.
Uh...
Richard Nixon.|Pleasure to meet you.
Pleasure to meet you.
Are you happy I called?|In a way, yes.
Don't tell me you've been|cutting my part.
Of course, honey, you know I would|never deceive you. Don't you?
You were the most beautiful|thing I'd ever seen.
I don't want to lose you.
Ever.
Dick, don't.
You really want me|to quit?
We can be happy.
We really can.
The girls and I|love you, Dick.
And if I stop...
...there'll be|no more talk of divorce?
I'll do it.
No more.
Are you serious?
Yeah. I'm out.
Is that the truth?
I'll never run again.
I promise.
Yeah.
I love you, Buddy.
I love you.
Where are they?
Dick, you don't have to make|a statement. Herb covered'em for you.
No!
Gentlemen, Mr. Nixon|is a man who is graceful in defeat...
...and if he was|here with us...
Can I have|some quiet, please?
Give the...|just a second!
Can I have some quiet,|please? Quiet!
Thank you!
Mr. Nixon!
I believe Governor Brown has a heart...
...even though he believes|I do not.
Uh, I believe|he's a good American...
...even though he feels|I am not.
I'm proud of the fact that I defended|my opponent's patriotism.
You gentlemen didn't report it,|but I'm proud that I did that.
And I would appreciate it, for once gentlemen,|if you would just print what I say.
Uh, for 16 years...
...uh, ever since the Hiss case,|you've had a lot of fun.
A lot of fun.
But recognize you have|a responsibility...
...if you're against the candidate,|to give him the shaft.
But if you do that, at least put one|lonely reporter on the campaign...
...who will report|what the candidate says now and then.
Uh, I think...
...all in all, I've given|as good as I've taken.
But as I leave you, I wis...|I want you to know.
Just think what you're|gonna be missing.
You won't have Nixon|to kick around anymore.
Kick around anymore.
Because, gentlemen,|this is my last press conference.
Thank you and good day.|Mr. Nixon!
Mr. Nixon, is this the end|of politics for you?
Here in California...
...we can officially write the political|obituary of Richard Milhouse Nixon.
As mall town lawyer like Lincoln,|Nixon became a representative at 33
...and a senator at 35
...as part of the post war Republican sweep|of the congressional elections...
...that attacked F.D.R.'s|big-government new deal.
Running as|a South Pacific veteran...
...victories over Congressman Jerry Voorhis|and Senator Helen Gahagan Douglas...
...made it clear that,|to Nixon, politics was war.
He didn't have opponents,|he had enemies.
Why, she's pink, right down|to her underwear!
Nixon became one of|the leading lights...
...on the notorious House Un-American|Activities Committee...
...questioning labor leaders, Spanish Civil|War veterans, Hollywood celebrities.
If I had my way, they'd all|be sent back to Russia.
But it was the Alger Hiss case|that made Nixon a household name.
One of the architects|of the United Nations...
...intimate of F.D.R.|and Oliver Wendell Holmes...
Alger Hiss was|a State Department diplomat...
...accused by freelance journalist|Whittaker Chambers...
...of passing secret documents|to the Soviet Union.
Hiss is lying.|Hiss claimed he was being set up...
...by Nixon and J. Edgar Hoover to|discredit the new deal's policies.
I am not, and never have been,|a member of the Communist party.
The case came down|to an Underwood typewriter...
...and a roll of film|hidden in a pumpkin patch.
I asked Hiss if he'd known Chambers.
When he said no,|I knew he was lying; I knew I had him.
After two trials, Hiss was convicted|not of spying but of per jury.
To some, Nixon was a hero|and a patriot.
But to many, he was|a shameless self-promoter.
Eleanor Roosevelt|angrily condemned him.
Nixon continued to tear into Truman,|Acheson and the Democratic party...
...for losing mainland China|in 1949
...and blamed the Korean War|on a weak foreign policy.
I promise to expose and|to continue to expose...
...the people that have sold|this country down the river!
His speeches, if more subtle than those|of his Republican all Joe McCarthy...
...were just as aggressive.
The direct result of Truman's decision|is that China has gone Communist!
Mao is a monster!|Why?
Who in the State Department|is watching over American interests?
Who has given the Russians|the atomic bomb?
The Soviet Union is an example of|a slave state in the ultimate development.
Driven by demons that seemed|more personal than political...
Nixon became Eisenhower's|vice presidential candidate in 1952.
Then came the Checkers crisis. Nixon was|accused of hiding a secret slush fund.
About to be kicked off the ticket by Ike,|he went live on national television...
...in an unprecedented|appearance.
I'm going to give to this television|audience a complete financial history.
Everything I've earned, spent,|The list included their house...
...their Oldsmobile, Pat's cloth coat.|everything I own.
And lastly, in what was|to become history...
...a sentimental gift|from a Texas businessman.
You know what it was?|It was a little cocker spaniel dog...
...in a crate that he'd sent all the way|from Texas...black and white, spotted.
And our little girl Tricia,|the six-year-old, named it Checkers.
It was shameless it was manipulative|I just wanna say right now...
...regardless of what they say about him,|we're gonna keep him.
It was a huge success.
He stayed on the national scene...
...serving two terms as vice president|under Eisenhower.
Against Khrushchev|at the Kitchen Debate in Moscow...
...and stoned by Latin mobs|in Venezuela...
Nixon once again became|a national hero.
But it all came to a crashing end|against Kennedy in 1960
...and Pat Brown|in California in '62.
And thus ends a great|American political story.
The truth is, we never knew who|Richard Nixon really was...
...and now that he is gone|we never will.
Poor little Tricia.|Her daddy couldn't get a job...
...in this city|when he got out of Duke.
Every white-shoe lawyer firm turned|me down. Didn't have the right look.
I couldn't even get into the F.B.I.|Hi! How are ya?
Did you catch that picture of you|in the news last week, Dick?
You were standin' on Fifth Avenue.|Oh, yeah.
You were lookin'|Straight ahead...
...and everyone else was lookin' the other|way, like you just farted or somethin'.
It said-It said...
Who remembers|Dick Nixon?
Unbelievable.|I was screamin'.
Yeah, that was hilarious,|Martha.
They were were waiting|For the light to change.
Typical of the press,|They wouldn't correct it...
We oughta catch Rocky|before he leaves.
I'm sure it's just|a run of bad luck, Mr. Nixon.
He can walk this direction, can't he?|I don't know.
I've read some nice things about you.|Maybe where you come from.
But where I come from, Dick Nixon is|as misunderstood as a fox in a henhouse.
And do you know why?
Because, my darlin', they all think|that your smile and your face...
...are never in the same place|at the same time.
You and me, we're gonna have to|work on that, sweetie.
Someone freshen Martha's drink.|She's down a quart.
Well, zip-a-dee-doo-dah!
I think he is frightened by my charm.|I know I am.
Pat can't stand her.|It's a thing she does.
She talks at night.
Talks all day too. How the hell|can you put up with her, John?
Well, I'm in love with her.|And she's great in bed.
If a Rockefeller can't become|president of the United States...
...then what is|the point of democracy?
The point|of democracy is...
...that even the son of a grocer|can become president.
And you came damn close, Dick.|How are you? Hi, John.
New York treating you all right?|I'm sorry I haven't been able to see you.
You're looking happy, Rocky.|Happy. Happy, Dick Nixon.
You remember him.|Nice to see you again.
You're obviously making him happy.|Repartee, Dick! That is marvelous!
What you predicting?
Your boy Goldwater|gonna split the party?
Some say you are, Rocky.|Let me tell you something Dick.
Every time the Republican party is|a home to extremism, we lose the God damn election.
You oughta know better than anybody.|Yeah.
This guy Goldwater|is as stupid as McCarthy.
And McCarthy never did you any good|in the long run, now, did he?
That's right.
I hate these|cocktail parties.
John, I'm in hell.
I'll be mentally dead in two years|and physically dead in four.
Make some money, Dick.
Prove yourself|to the Wall Street crowd.
Let Goldwater and Rockefeller|take the fall against Kennedy.
I don't know why.|I miss making love to the people.
I miss entering a room.
I miss the|pure acting of it, John.
I gotta get back|in the arena.
Ladies and gentlemen,|it's show time!
Right this way, ladies and gentlemen.
It's for you, it's for me.|It's Studebaker for 1963.
Amen. Bless you|for being here.
There's a man that loves Studebakers.|Can I get your autograph?
The ex-vice president...|Mr. Nixon, please run again!
...of the United States,|Richard M. Nixon!
You throw|a hell of a party, Jack.
The party ain't even|started yet.
I've asked these gals out to the ranch|for a little private thing.
We're gonna have some fun,|I guarantee ya.
And there's some fellas|I'd really like you to meet.
Trini and I got an early plane. We're|hoping to be back in New York for...
These guys are real interesting.|And quiet too. The girls are too.
It's not often us Texans|Get an opportunity...
...to entertain the future president|of the United States.
Like you said, Jack,|I'm just a New York lawyer.
We'll see about that.|Mr. Nixon, are you gonna run again?
I don't know about that.|He will! I guarantee it!
Buy me a convertible?
I'll buy you|a diamond ring.
Hello, baby.|Hey, wait, wait, wait.
This is Julie there.
And that's Tricia.|Oh, yeah.
She reminds me a bit of you, Sandy.|She really is wholesome.
But, um, what about you?|What do you like?
Well, I like music.|I like jazz.
Jazz, yeah.|Guy Lombardo.
How about rock'n'roll? Elvis Presley?|Yeah, he's good.
Yeah. Decent guy.
Well, I guess for me|It also, um, depends on...
...what I'm doin'|to the music, Dick.
Yeah.
So, uh, what's it like|bein' so famous and all?
A vice president!
Well, it's, uh,|not like that, Sandy.
You see, the reason I got into politics|in the first place was...
...well, uh, to do something|for the people.
So, how are|you two doing?
You know, Dick, there's more|privacy in the back of the...
No, Trini,|we're fine here.
Okay.
Hell, Kennedy just pissed Cuba away|to the Russians. Just pissed it away!
And he doesn't know what the hell|he's doin'in Vietnam.
These are dangerous times, Dick,|especially for business.
Agreed.|We know what you tried to do for Cuba.
If you had been elected in '60,|Castro would be dead now.
Gentlemen, I tried.|I told Kennedy to go into Cuba.
He heard me and|he made his decision.
I appreciate your sentiments. I've heard|them from many fine Cuban patriots.
But it's nothing I can|do anything about.
It's a long drive to Dallas, and Trini|and I have a plane to catch tomorrow.
So...|Dick, these boys want you to run.
Absolutely.|That's right.
Now, they're serious. They can deliver|the South and put Texas in your column.|They done it in the '60.
Only if Kennedy dumps Johnson.|That'll never happen.
I don't think you know how much people|hate Kennedy down here.
He's comin'to town tomorrow, and they|will run his ass outta town on a rail!
Damn right.|That we will.
We are willing to give you a shit|pot full of money to get rid of him.
More than you|ever dreamed of.
Nobody's gonna beat Kennedy in '64|with all the money in the world.
Suppose Kennedy|don't run in '64.
Not a chance.
Yeah.
Well, gentlemen, I promised my wife|I, uh...I'm out of politics.
You just came down here for the weather.|Is that right, Mr. Nixon?
I came down here to close|a deal for Studebaker.
What about '68, Dick?
Five years, Trini.
In politics, that's an eternity.
Dick.
Your country needs you.
Unfortunately the country's|Not available right now.
President Kennedy's due in|from Fort Worth in about an hour.
Kennedy is due in.|Yeah, I know.
Come on!
Let's go through here. Excuse us.|Excuse me. Coming through.
Excuse us.|Thank you.
Please step away from the gate there.|Sorry.
Go find the pilot.|Let's get out of here.
Look, Edgar, these, uh...|these guys were really strange.
I mean, you know,|extremists.
Strange?|Right-wing stuff.
Birchers?|Birchers, yeah.
This thing's pretty straight, Dick.|In Dallas, Lee Harvey Oswald...
Oswald's got|a Cuba connection?
To Castro?|maximum security facility.
He's a Communist. That makes sense.
Okay, well,|thank you, Edgar.
Senator Ted Kennedy,|arriving early this morning...
...with his mother|and sister, Eunice.
Hoover says this Oswald|checks out as a...
...a beatnik, a real bum.
Dick, you should|call Bobby.
Ah, he doesn't want me|At the funeral.
You don't have to go.|DeGaulle's gonna be there.
McMillan. Adenauer.
We go now to the rotunda...
Nixon can't not|be there.
Then call him.|I'm sure it was an oversight.
Thousands, of mourners|Yeah.
...will pay their respects|Jesus.
...to their fallen leader.
It's awful. It's an awful thing|For this country.
Dick.
Huh?|No, it's his way, uh...
He hates me.
He and Teddy.
They always hated me.
They lost their brother.|You know what that means, Dick.
...relaxed with his family|in Hyannis Port.
These are perhaps the last images|of him alive with his family.
Please make it stop!
Hold him tighter.
Hold him tighter.
Hold him tighter.
Hold him tighter.
Daddy, please!|Make it stop!
Hold him tighter.
The infection's|spread to his spine.
Come on!
Stop it!
Get off!
You're it!
No. No, don't!
If I'd been president,|they never would've killed me.
Vice President Johnson,|shown here being sworn in...
Dick, are you gonna call? Bobby.|Hmm?
...has taken the reins of power|in a smooth transition.
I'll go through Johnson.
We'll be invited.
This is a sad time for all people.
I ask for your help.
...and are|going to see Vietnam through...
...to an honorable peace...
...to defend|an honored cause...
...whatever the price,|whatever the burden...
...whatever the sacrifice...
...that duty|may require.
Accordingly...
I shall not seek...
...and I will not accept...
...the nomination of my party|for another term as your president.
Good night,|and God bless all of you.
Johnson's withdrawal|resurrects Richard Nixon...
...as a strong Republican candidate|with a secret plan to end the war.
His mother, Hannah Nixon,|just before her death last year...
...commented on|her son's chances.
Mrs. Nixon, do you think your son|will ever return to politics?
I don't think he has a choice.
He has always been a leader.
Do you think he'd make|a great president, Mrs. Nixon?
If he's on God's side, yes.
You must be very proud of your son.
I have always been proud|of all of my children.
Of course,|no one can see into the future.
We didn't know|this day would come.
Where'd he go?|In the side door.
Is that Mitchell?|Shit!
I thought that guy|was gonna kiss your hand.
Congratulations, sir.|Yeah, thanks.
Jesus, Dick!|I've never seen anything like it.
Even the goddamn Times|is saying you've got it.
Vietnam's gonna put|you in there, Chief.
We got the press this time.|We got the big mo. We're back.
So you've decided.
Were you planning|to tell me?
We haven't announced|anything yet, but...
Jesus, uh...|Pat.
Uh, wait in the living room,|Will you, fellas? What is it, John?
You need her, Dick. In '60,|she was worth five, six million votes.
Yeah. Don't worry.|I'll use the old Nixon charm.
In there. Okay?
Who could resist that?
Buddy?
You should be going.|Primaries are soon, aren't they?
New Hampshire.|I love you, Buddy. I need you.
I don't want them|to love me.
But I need you|Out there.
It won't be|like the last time.
The war's crippled|the Democrats.
I can win.|We deserve it.
It's ours, Buddy,|at last.
Nobody knows that|Better than you.
Frank Nixon's boy.
Do you remember|what Mom said?
We're not like other people.|We...We don't choose our way.
We can really|change things, Buddy.
We got a chance to get it right.|We can change America.
It was our dream, Buddy,|together, always.
Do you really want this, Dick?|Yeah. This, above all.
And then you'll be happy?|Yeah, you know I will.
Yes! I will.|Yeah.
Then I'll be there|For you.
And we are gonna win this time.|I can feel it.
Yeah!
You're the strongest woman|I ever met, Buddy.
Can I just ask for one thing?|Anything.
Would you kiss me?|Yeah!
I'm a new person.|Hey!
My thanks to all of you. And now it's|on to Chicago, and let's win there.
Thank you very much.
I would never question,|uh, Senator Kennedy's patriotism.
But promising peace at any price|Right there.
...is, uh, exactly what|the North Vietnamese want to hear.
Cue the crowd.
Go to this|bald guy. Yeah, he's great, isn't he?
I, unlike Senator Kennedy...
...have a plan|to end the war immediately.
But not for|peace at any price...
...but peace with honor.
What do you think this plan is, Edgar?|A nuclear attack?
He's lying, Clyde.|Always has.
That's why Nixon's|always been useful.
Gracias, amigo.|De nada, senor.
Hold still.
Okay, who's next?|The Negro.
No, we gotta have a Negro.|This guy right here.
Negro, front row.
Mr. Nixon, sir.|Yeah.
We-We all know that you|have built your career...
...on smearing people|as Communists.
And now you are building your campaign|on the divisions in this country...
...stirring up hatred and turning people|against each other.
What the fuck's he doing?|He's making a speech!
Cut him off.|I can't. This isn't Russia.
He sounds like a negro.|He's saying all these negro things!
What's he doing?|He sounded white when we screened him.
He doesn't sound white now.|He sounds like Angela Davis.
When are you going to tell us|what you really stand for?
Put on a commercial.|There are no commercials.
Go to commercial!|You bought the whole half hour, baby.
Are you going to take off that mask...|Shit!
...and show us who you really are?
Shut up and sit down!|Okay. Okay.
It's a high hard one, Chief.|Okay, okay.
Park it.|There are divisions in this country...
That's because you created them.|I did not create them.
The Democrats did.|If it's dialogue you want...
...you're more likely to get it from me|than from people burning down cities.
Just think about it.|Great Dr. King said the same thing.|Oh, please...
Do you know, young man,|who a great hero is? Abraham Lincoln.
Abraham Lincoln.|Lincoln. Is he beautiful, huh?
He believed in common ground.|He brought this country together.
I love that man. I love him.
I want the son of a bitch who|Got that agitator to be fired!
I have another question.|There's a little girl sitting here.
A little girl sitting with a sign.|Bag the spook.
Can you see the little girl?|Okay.
There are three simple words.:|"Bring us together."
That is what I want, and that is what|the great majority of Americans want.
And that is why|I want to be president.
To bring us together.
Give me a break, Mary.|Now, you all know me. I'm one of you.
I grew up here,|a stone's throw from here...
...on a little lemon ranch|in Yorba Linda.
It was the poorest lemon ranch|in California, I can tell you that.
The poorest lemon ranch in California,|I can assure you of that.
My dad sold it before|they found oil on it.
My dad sold it before|they found oil on it.
But it was all we had.|But it was all we had.
My dad built the farm.|Huh. You're new here.
What's your name?|Joaquin, Mr. Hoover.
Oh.
My father sacrificed|everything he had...
...so that his sons|could go to college.
A gentle Quaker mother quietly wept|Oh, Christ.
When he went to war.|Turn this crap off, Clyde.
It's giving me a headache.
You may go, Joaquin.
I want to see him,|Clyde.
Edgar, he works|in the kitchen.
Not the boy, you idiot.|Nixon.
You hear what he said in Oregon...
...about me having|too much power?
It's between Nixon and a Kennedy again.|Who do you want?
Kennedy?
Never.
He'll fry in hell|For what he did to me.
But Nixon don't know that.
Which is why I'm gonna have to|remind him that he needs us...
...a hell of a lot more|than we need him.
And they're off!
Your boy's|on the way up.
You know, I met this guy|years ago in Havana. You know that.
Come on!
He's folding, Johnny.
Now, now, now.|You just wait a second now.
Olly's boy on the inside!
And a tragedy!
A bit extreme, isn't it?
It's the drama.|Look, the crowd loves this shit.
Hey, there's Randolph Scott|Over there. Look at that.
Cash these for me,|would you, Johnny?
Easy! Easy, easy!
It's a two-dollar bet, Edgar.|You got thousands coming on this.
I mean, what the fuck?|I told you, just cash it, Johnny.
And don't swear around me.|Come on.
Uh-huh.|Hello.
Edgar.
Wonderful to see you. Clyde.|Mr. Nixon.
Hi.|Thank you for coming, Richard.
Okay. Oh. Winning?
Actually, I've just had a bit of luck.|Are you gonna win?
You should ask Bobby.
Little Bobby.|Yeah, Bobby Kennedy.
Yeah.
Walk with me down to the paddock.|I'd like to look at the horses.
Uh, can we talk here?|I got the police chiefs in San Diego.
Actually, I'm trying to|spare you an embarrassment.
That was Johnny Roselli,|you just passed.
He's on his way back.
Roselli?|Johnny Roselli?
Yes. You know him,|Richard? No?
From Cuba?
Hey, Johnny Roselli.|How're you doin'?
Dick.|How are you?
I never met the man.|Uh...
Well, I know you've, uh...
...been very careful not to.
That's why I'm so concerned.
Okay.
And they're off!
You'll win the nomination.
Yeah, it could be 1960|all over again, Edgar.
Love you, Dick!
And Bobby's got the magic|like a goddamn rock star.
They climb all over each other|Just to touch his clothes.
He'll ride his brother's corpse|right into the White House.
Hmm.
If things remain|as they are.
He's got|the anti-war vote.
Or he'll steal it,|like his brother.
Bobby's a mean little|son of a bitch, Edgar.
He had the I.R.S. audit my mother|when she was dying in the nursing home.
I know.|We should shoot the son of a bitch.
I wanna fight|just as dirty, Edgar.
His women.|Use his women.
Any information you have.
The son of a bitch|is not going to steal from me again.
Can you back me up on this?
Can I count on your support?
I look at it from the point of view that|the system can only take so much abuse.
It adjusts itself eventually.|Yeah.
But there are times|there are savage outbursts.
The late Dr. King,|For example.
Amoral hypocrite.
Screwing women|like a degenerate tomcat...
...stirring up the blacks,|preaching against our system.
Sometimes the system comes|very close to cracking.
We've already had one radical|in the White House.
I don't believe it would|survive another.
Well, like I said,|uh, Edgar...
You ask if you can count|on my support.
As long as I can count|on yours.
Yeah, the old queen|did it on purpose.
No, he wasn't protecting me.|He was just putting me on notice.
That he knew Roselli?|No.
Hoover knew|a lot of gangsters.
Johnny Roselli wasn't|Just any gangster.
Johnny Roselli was one|of the gangsters...
...who set up Track 2|in Cuba.
No, I know his name.|It was Bob Engel.
Oh, well, I know|all about that.
I don't understand that.|Track 2 is Chile.
Yeah, Chile, the Congo,|Guadalajara, Iran, Cuba.
Wherever there was need|for an executive action capability...
...there's Track 2.
In Cuba, Track 1 was, uh,|the Bay of Pigs invasion.
Track 2 was our idea.
We thought that|the invasion wouldn't work...
...unless we got rid|of Castro.
So we asked ourselves, uh...
...who else wants Castro dead?
Was it the Mafia|Or money people?
So we put together|Track 2.
First assassination attempt|was, uh, in '60.
Uh, just before the election.|Before?
Eisenhower approved that?|Yeah.
Well, he didn't veto it.
I ran the|White House side...
...and, uh, the mob contact|was Johnny Roselli.
One of the C.I.A. guys|was this jackass...
Howard Hunt.
Jesus.
Yeah. Not just Howard Hunt,|but Frank Sturgis...
...and all those other Cubans.
All of them in Watergate...
Uh, they're all involved|in Cuba.
Yeah, Hunt reported|to my military aide.
I don't know how much|Hunt knows, or, or the Cubans...
...but you never know.
So you|wanted Castro dead.
Every body wanted|Castro dead.
You know, if Hunt|and the others are C.I.A...
...why don't we just dump this|back in the C.I.A.'s lap...
...let Dick Helms|take the fall?
Because.
Because Helms knows,|knows too much.
If there's anyone in this country|who knows more than me...
...it's Hoover and Helms, and you|don't fuck with Dick Helms, period.
All right.
But why, if Kennedy|was so clean in all this...
...didn't he cancel Track 2?|Because he didn't even know about it.
The C.I.A.,|uh, never told him.
They just kept it going.
It had a life of its own|like it was some, uh...
...kind of a thing,|you know?
It doesn't even know it exists. It eats|people when it doesn't need'em anymore.
Two days after the Bay of Pigs...
Kennedy called me and reamed me out.
He just found out|About Track 2.
You never told him?|I didn't want him to get the credit.
He said I'd stabbed him|in the back...
...and called me a two-bit|grocery clerk from Whittier.
Fever if I kissed you|fever if I held you tight...
Huh.|Fever in the morning...
Fever all through the night.|That's the last time I ever saw him.
Play it on the runway|in Paris...
See, when I saw Bobby|lying there on the floor...
Arms stretched out like that,|his eyes staring...
I knew then|I'd be president.
His death paved the way,|didn't it?
Yeah.
Vietnam, the Kennedy's...
...cleared a path through the wilderness|just for me.
Over the bodies.
Four bodies.
You mean two.
Two bodies.
Four.
How many did you have?
Hundreds of thousands?
Where would we be|without death, huh?
Abe?
Who's helping us?
Is it God,|or is it...
...death?
Harold.
Why don't you sit down, huh?
Here.
That was a whopper.
You'll be able|to do it now.
What?|Go to law school.
Mom and Dad'll be able to afford it.|Harold.
Mama expects great things|from you.
Can I...|Can I get you anything?
Relax, Dick.
It's just me, huh?
The desert's so beautiful,|isn't it?
I want to go home, Dick.
Time to go home.
You...
You're not gonna quit on me now,|are you, Harold?
Down came the rain|and washed the spider out...
Richard.
I can't.
You must.
This law school, it's a gift|from your brother.
He had to die for me to get it?
Something has to come of this.
It's meant to make us stronger.
Thee art stronger than Harold,|Stronger than Arthur.
God has chosen thee to survive.
What about happiness,|Mother?
Thee will find thy peace|at the center, Richard.
Strength in this life...
...happiness in the next.
Hey! Hey!
Now tell me you didn't|Want this, Buddy.
Hey!
When the strongest nation|in the world can be tied down...
...for four years|in a war in Vietnam...
...with no end in sight;
...when the richest nation in the world|can't manage its own economy;
...when the nation with the greatest|tradition of the rule of law...
...is plagued by|unprecedented lawlessness;
...when a nation that has been known for|a century for equality of opportunity...
...is torn by unprecedented|racial violence...
...when the president of the United States|cannot travel abroad...
...or to any major city|at home...
...without fear|of a hostile demonstration...
...then it is time for new leadership|for the United States of America.
As we look at America, we see cities|enveloped in smoke and flame...
...millions of Americans|crying out in anguish...
"Did we come all the way|for this?
Did American boys die in Normandy|and Valley Forge for this?"
I pledge to you|That the current wave of violence...
...will not be the wave|of the future.
Let us begin by committing ourselves...
...to the truth...to find the truth,|to speak the truth...
...and to live the truth.
A new voice is being heard|across America today.
It is not the voice|of the protesters or the shouters.
It is the quiet voice of the majority|of Americans who've been forgotten...
...the non-shouters,|the, uh, non-demonstrators.
They're the good people. They work hard|and they save and they pay their taxes.
Now, who are they?|Let me tell you who they are.
They're in this audience|by the thousands.
They're the white Americans|and black Americans...
Mexican and Italian Americans.
They're the great|silent majority...
...and they have|become angry, finally.
Angry, not with hate,|But angry, my friends...
...because they love America...
...and they don't like what's happened|to America these last four years.
Let us understand.
North Vietnam cannot defeat|or humiliate the United States.
Only Americans|can do that!
I say to you tonight...
I say to you tonight we must have|a new feeling of responsibility...
...of self-discipline.
We must look to renew|state and local government.
We must have a complete reform of a big,|bloated federal government.
Those of us in public service know...
...we can have full prosperity|in peacetime.
Yes, we can cut|the defence budget.
We can reduce, uh,|conventional forces in Europe.
We can restore|the natural environment.
We can improve health care and make it|more available to all people.
And yes, we can have|a complete reform of this government.
We can have a new|American revolution!
The whole world is watching!
The whole world is watching!
It'd be a disaster.
There's a lot of sympathy|out there for Cambodia.
Tiny, little, neutral|Buddhist country.
They'll be rioting in the streets,|on your front lawn!
Building the|Cambodian army up?
My God, that would be harder|than a Vietnamese Army.
They have no tradition.
Mr. President, the government|there will collapse.
So you're saying, do nothing.|No, sir, continue the bombing.
The same old horseshit.|Well, that's not good enough.
I'm sick of being pushed around|by the, uh, Vietnamese...
...like we're some, uh,|you know, pitiful giant.
They're using our P.O.W.s|to humiliate us.
What we need now|is a bold move into Cambodia...
...and go right after their,|uh, V.C. base camps...
...and, uh, uh, make'em scream,|hit 'em in the ass.
What do you think, Henry?|Well, as you know...
...most of my staff have weighed in|against this incursion.
They believe it will fail to achieve|anything fundamental militarily...
...and will result in crushing criticism|domestically.
I didn't ask what your staff thinks.|What do you think, Henry?
What I think is,|they're cowards.
Their opposition represents the|cowardice of the eastern establishment.
They don't realize,|as you do, sir...
...that the Communists|only respect strength...
...and they will only negotiate|in good faith...
...if they fear the mad man, Richard Nixon.|Exactly!
Unpredictability is our best asset.
We gotta take the war to'em, hit'em|where it hurts, right in the nuts.
More assassinations.|Right, Al?
That's what they're doing,|Mr. President.
See, your people in the State|Department, Bill, they don't understand.
You gotta...|Mr. President...
You gotta electrify people with bold|moves. I mean, bold moves make history.
Like, uh, Teddy Roosevelt,|T.R...
...rushing up San Juan Hill.
Small event, but dramatic.|People took notice.
Yes, well, they'll take notice,|all right.
If we sneak out of this war...
...another will start|a mile down the road.
We bite the bullet here|in Cambodia. There.
We bomb the hell|out of these people.
Tonight American|and South Vietnamese units...
...will attack the headquarters of the|entire Communist military operation...
...in South Vietnam.
This is not an invasion|of Cambodia.
We take this action not for the purpose|of expanding the war into Cambodia...
...but for the purpose|of ending the war in Vietnam.
All across the nation...
...major student protests against|the U.S. invasion of Cambodia...
...rocked college campuses.
At Jackson State, two Negro students|were killed and ten were wounded.
Unanimously united behind...|In the streets of New York City...
...student protesters were attacked|by construction workers...
...supporting President Nixon's policies.
In Washington, protesters have|barricaded the White House...
...and are camping out|at the Lincoln Memorial.
We don't want your fucking war!
See, when I think of those kids|out there in Vietnam, doing their duty...
...uh, I bet they were scared.
It was when I was there.
But when it comes down to it, you|really have to look up to these men...
...because they're|the greatest.
No more war! No more war!
I mean, you see these bums,|you know, blowing up the campuses...
...burning books|and so forth.
And they call themselves,|uh, flower children.
I call them spoiled rotten.
And I tell you what|would cure them.
A good, old-fashioned trip|to my Ohio father's woodshed.
Right, Julie?|Right, Dad.
That's what these bums need. Well, Kurt,|thanks and congratulations.
Thank you, sir.|Yeah. Okay. Thanks, everybody. Bye.
Less than 24 hours|after president Nixon called them bums...
...four students were shot dead|at Kent State University in Ohio.
Enraged student groups|across the country...
...are calling for a general|strike tomorrow to shut down...
I tell you, the soldiers were provoked.|Now, stop this pussyfooting around.
Jesis Christ, some dead kids. How the hell did we|give the Democrats a weapon like this?
Well, one way or the other,|Kent State is not good.
We have to get out|in front of this thing.
Follow the money. Money.|Follow the money.|Sir?
These kids are being manipulated|by the Communists...
...like Chambers and Hiss.
What's the matter with you?|This isn't '48. They'll never buy it.
How do you know that, John?|What's Hoover found, for God's sake?
Well, he called the other day, sir.|He asked for President Harding.
We can have a national prayer day.|Never complain, never explain John.
Come on, these are not|fraternity pranks, John.
No, this is anarchy.|It's a revolution.
I wouldn't go that far, sir.|Why not?
Is it worth it, sir?|I mean...
Is the war worth a one-term presidency?|Because right now I think that's what we're looking at.
I will not go down as the first|American president to lose a war.
Going to Cambodia,|bombing Hanoi, bombing Laos...
...buys us time so we can get out and give|the South Vietnamese a fighting chance.
Exactly, sir.|If we keep our heads, we'll win this thing.
What, win Vietnam, sir?|No, no.
No, but we can drive a stake through|the heart of the Communist alliance.
Henry's getting strong signals|from the Chinese.
They fear the Vietnamese|more than the Russians...
...and they're worried|about a united Vietnam.
Now, if we stick it out,|we'll end up negotiating separately...
...with both the Chinese|and the Soviets.
And we'll get better deals|than we ever dreamed of from both.
That is triangular diplomacy,|gentlemen.
Exactly,|Mr. President.
That's what geopolitics|is about.
The linking of the whole world|for self-interest.
You tell me, Ron, how the hell I can explain that on TV|to a bunch of simpleminded reporters...
...and, uh, weeping mothers.
Yeah, but what am I telling|the press about Kent State?
Ah, tell'em what the hell you like.|They don't understand anyway.
Excuse me, sir.
Are you saying you're going|to recognize Red China?
That would cost us|our strongest support.
No, I can do this because|I spent my whole career...
...building anti-Communist|credentials.
If Kennedy or Johnson tried it, they'd|have crucified them, and rightfully so.
Damned risky, Mr. President.|Why don't we wait until the second term?
This will get us a second term, John.|This will get me a second term.
Damn it, without risk,|there's no heroism, there's no history.
Nixon was born to do this.|Give history a nudge.
Come on!|Hear, hear.
I mean, if Cambodia doesn't work|we'll bomb Hanoi if we have to.
That's right. And if necessary,|I'll drop the big one.
We have to entertain|the possibility.
Goddamn it!|Who cooked this damn steak?
Manolo, there's blood all over my plate.|Take it away.
I'm sorry, sir.
You all right?
Yeah.
My brother, Harold, was the same age|as those kids, John.
Tuberculosis got him.|Come on, it wasn't your fault.
The soldiers were kids too.|They just panicked.
Yeah.
They were throwing rocks,|John, just rocks.
They don't think I feel...
...but I feel too much sometimes.
I just can't let our whole policy|be dominated by our sentimentality.
You're doing the right thing.|Don't let 'em shake you.
You know, it broke my heart|when Harold died.
That was a long time ago.|Yeah.
I think thas when it starts...|when you're a kid.
The laughs and snubs|and slights you get...
...because you're poor|or Irish or Jewish...
...or just ugly.
Get off that.|That leads nowhere.
But you should offer condolences|to the families of those kids.
Sure.
I'd like to.|I'd like to offer my condolences.
But Nixon can't.
Manolo?
Mano?
Mr. President.|Yeah.
I-I'm sorry.|I-I was asleep.
What can I get you?
Well, you know.|Of course.
Do you miss Cuba,|Manolo?
Yes, Mr. President.
We let you down,|didn't we?
Your people.
That was Mr. Kennedy, sir.
Oh.
You don't think|he was a hero, do you?
He was a politician.
Did you cry when he died?
Yes, sir.
Why?
I don't know.
He made me...
...see the stars.
How did he do that?
Those kids.
Why do they hate me|so much?
Hi. I'm Dick Nixon.
Hi there.
Hi. Where you from?|Syracuse.
Oh, yeah,|the, uh, Orangemen.
Now, there's|a football program, uh...
...Jim Brown and that, uh,|other, uh...
...tailback... the one|with the blood disease.
Ernie Davis.|Yeah, right, right, right.
I used to play a little ball|myself at Whittier.
Of course, they used to use me|as atackling dummy.
We didn't come here|to talk about football.
Yeah, I understand that.
How old are you, young lady?|Nineteen.
Yeah.
Well, probably most of you think|I'm a real S.O.B. I know that.
I understand how you feel.
But, you know,|I want peace too.
But peace with honor.|What does that mean?
Well, you can't have peace|without a price.
Sometimes you have to be,|uh, willing to fight for peace...
...and sometimes to die.
Yeah? Tell that to the G.I.s who|are going to die tomorrow in Vietnam.
What lets you kill|women and children?
What you have to understand is we're|willing to die for what we believe in.
Thas right.|Is the truth.
Yeah.
Look, that man up there...
...he lived in similar times.
Oh, he had chaos, civil war,|hatred between the races.
This is all bullshit.|Sometimes I go to the Lincoln Room...
...at the White House|and just pray.
But, you know, Liberals...
...act like idealism belongs to them.
Thas not true.
My family...
...went Republican because|Lincoln freed the slaves.
My grandmother|was an abolitionist.
It was Quakers who founded|Whittier, my hometown.
Uh, to abolish slavery.
They were, you know,|conservative bible folk...
...but they had a powerful|sense of right and wrong.
Forty years ago...|I was like you.
Looking for answers.
See?
Tricky Dick himself.
My mother used to feed hobos|stopping over at our house.
Sure, we got him.|Don't push, pig.
Move away.|It's okay, Bob, they are just|wrapping my fence, now I...
In fact, we agree on a lot|of things, don't we?
No, we don't.
You say you want to end|the war, so why don't you?
Change always|comes slowly.
I pulled out more|than half the troops.
I'm trying to cut the military budget|for the first time in 30 years.
I want a volunteer army.|But is also a question of American credibility.
Our... Our position in the world.|Come on, Mr. Nixon.
Is a civil war between Vietnamese.
You don't want the war.|We don't want the war.
The Vietnamese don't want the war.
So why does it go on?
You should be going, Mr. President.|Okay.
Please.
You can't stop it, can you?
Even if you wanted to.
'Cause is not you, is the system.
The system won't let you stop it.
Thas right.
There's... There's more|at stake here...
...than what you want or what I want.|Then whas the point?
Whas the point of being president?|You're powerless!
No!|No, I'm not powerless.
Because I understand|the system, I believe I can, uh...
...I can control it,|maybe not control it totally...
...but tame it enough|to make it do some good.
Sounds like you're talking|about a wild animal.
Yenah, maybe I am.
We really must go,|Mr. President. Please.
Hey, what about the war, man?|When you gonna get us out?
The old man's moving.
Move it. Getaway.|She got it, Bob.
Nineteen-year-old college kid.|What? Who?
She understood something thas taken me|25 years in politics to understand.
The C.I.A., the Mafia,|those Wall Street bastards.
Sir?|The beast.
Nineteen year old kid.|She called it a wild animal.|Yes, sir.
Before his judgment seat...
Oh, be swifr, my soul|to answer him be jubilant, my feet...
Our God is marching on...
Glory, glory, hallelujah...
Glory...
In Washington,|the size of the crowds...
...have swelled to over a quarter|of a million demonstrators...
...protesting the ongoing war|in Vietnam.
Whas wrong?
We're just not going|to buckle to these people.
No more war!
Is beautiful.
Yes, thank you.
Princess, may I?
Thank you.
I'm very proud of you|today, Princess. Very.
Thank you, Daddy.
Yeah?
Some very secretes says on Vietnam|have been leaked to the New York Times.
I know, I know. Not now, Chuck.
The New York Times.|Get Ron over here.
Is the happiest day of my life.
The New York Times|began publishing today...
...the first in a series|of 47 volumes...
...of top-secret Pentagon tapes...
...relating to the war|in Vietnam.
The papers, leaked|by defence analyst Daniel Ellsberg...
...reveal a pattern of government lies|and American involvement in the war.
Mr. President,|we are in a revolutionary situation.
We are under siege.|The Black Panthers, the Weathermen.
The State Department under Rogers|is leaking like a sieve.
And now this little,|insignificant little shit Ellsberg...
...publishing all the diplomatic|secrets of this country...
...is destroying our ability|to conduct foreign policy.
I wonder if many people here wouldn't|think that ten years in prison...
...was very cheap if they could|contribute to ending this war.
The man has become a drug fiend. He shot|people from helicopters in Vietnam.
He's had sexual relations with his wife|in front of their children.
He sees a shrink in L.A.|The man's all fucked up.
And now he's trying|to look good for the Liberals.
And if he gets away with it,|Every body will follow his lead.
This man must be stopped|at all costs.
I'm as frustrated as you are Henry, but don't|you think this is a Democrat problem?
They started the war.|It makes them look bad.
But, Mr. President,|the Russians, the Vietnamese...
...it makes you look like a weakling!|Goddamn it.
How long have we had this jackass dog?|Two years?
He still doesn't come. We need a dog|that looks happy when the press is here.
He's photogenic. Try new biscuits.|Aw, fuck it.
He doesn't like me, John.|Is your fault, Henry.
I beg your pardon?|Is your people talking to the press.
Uh, this Ellsberg,|wasn't he a student of yours at Harvard?
I mean, he's your idea, Henry.|So why are you running for cover?
Well, yes,|we taught a class to get her at Harvard...
...but you know these back-stabbing|Ivy League intellectuals.
No, I don't, Henry. I don't.|Prosecute the New York Times. Go for injunction.
Yeah, but is not, bottom line,|gonna change a goddamn thing, John.
The question is how do we|screw Ellsberg so bad...
...it puts the fear of God|into all leakers?
The other issue is how the hell we stop|these leaks once and for all?
Now, someone is talking to the press.|We gotta stop these leaks at any cost, Henry.
You hear me? Then we can go|for the big pic... China, Russia.
Sir, if I might?|Go, Chuck.
We can do this ourselves.
The C.I.A. and the F.B.I.|aren't doing the job.
Now, we can create our own intelligence|unit right here inside the White House.
Well, why not?
Our own intelligence to plug the leaks?|Yeah.
Like plumbers.|Plumbers.
I like it.|I like the idea.
Yeah, but, uh,|is it legal?
Has it ever|been done before?
Oh, sure.
Lyndon, J.F.K., F.D.R.
Truman cut the shit out of my|investigation of the Hiss case in '48.
What he did was illegal.
You know, with this kind of thing,|you got to be brutal.
A leak happens, the whole damn place|should be fired.
Really, I mean, you do it like|the Germans in World War II.
They went through these towns,|and a sniper hit one of'em...
...they'd line the whole|goddamn town up and say...
"Until you talk,|you're all getting shot."
Really, I think thas|what has to be done.
I don't think you can|be Mr. Nice Guy anymore.
You just whisper the word|to me, and I'll shoot Ellsberg myself.
We're not Germans.|Yeah.
Ellsberg's not the issue.
The Pentagon papers aren't the issue.
Is the lie.
Mr. Hiss is lying.
Yeah.
Remember, John,|back in '48?
Nobody believed Alger Hiss|was a Communist except me.
Well, they loved Hiss like they loved|this Ellsberg character.
He was their kind-|Ivy League establishment.
I am not,|and never have been...
Mr. Hiss is lying.|Mr. Hiss?
I was dirt to them, nothing.|And Dick kicked the shit out of'em.
I wouldn't have if Hiss hadn't lied|about knowing Chambers.
The documents were old and out of date,|just like these Pentagon papers.
The key thing we proved|was that Hiss was a liar.
Then people bought|that he was a spy.
Is the lie that gets you.
All right, Henry,|we're gonna go your way.
Crush this Ellsberg|same way we did Hiss.
There is no other choice,|Mr. President.
We're gonna hit him so hard, he'll look|like everything thas sick and evil...
...about the eastern establishment.
You and your plumbers, you're gonna|get all the dirt on this guy.
Les see him going to the bathroom|in front of the American public.
And when we finish with him,|they'll crucify him.
Then we'll get our second term.
The claws are out,|Frank.
You seen the guys?|They're around.
Why? You gota customer?
The White House.
You're fuckin' me.|We're gonna be plumbers, Frank.
We're gonna plug leaks.
Who are we workin' for?|A guy named Gordon Liddy.
He thinks he's Martin Bormann.
He wants to meet you.
Gordon Liddy,|Frank Sturgis.
Hey, Frank.
Did you see the look on|Hoover's face? He's redder than a beet.
That little closet fairy's|got no choice.
He hates McGovern and Kennedy|so much, he's gotta love me.
And Lyndon?|He looked old, didn't he?
Have you talked to Lyndon?
Yeah, I asked him, "Lyndon, what would|you do on a scale of one to ten?"
He said, "Bomb the shit out of Hanoi, boy.|Bomb them where they live."|Yeah.
Bob, tell Trini I'll be|in Key Biscayne at 4:00.
With Pat?|No, alone.
Uh, Pas staying here|with Mrs. Eisenhower.
Yes, sir.|Good.
Hi, Buddy.|What are you doing here?
I missed you.
Why don't we go down|to Key Biscayne together?
Because I have to relax.
You know, I was, uh,|just thinking tonight.
Remember when you used to|drive me on dates with other boys?
Yeah.
You didn't want to let me|out of your sight.
Yeah. Sure.
It was a long time ago.
Yes, is been a long time.
Now, look, Buddy.
I don't need that.
I'm not Jack Kennedy.
No, you're not.
So stop comparing yourself to him.
You have no reason to.
You have everything you ever wanted.
You earned it.
Why can't you just enjoy it?
I do.|I do in my own way.
Then what are you|scared of, honey?
I'm not scared, Buddy.
You don't understand.
They're playing for keeps,|Buddy.
You know, the press, the kids,|the Liberals out there.
They're out there trying to|figure out how to tear me down.
They're all your enemies?|Yes.
You, personally?
Yes!
Listen, this is about me.
Why can't you understand that?
I mean, you of all people.
Is not the war.
Is Nixon!
Is not Vietnam, is Nixon.|They want to destroy Nixon.
If I expose myself just the slightest bit,|they'll tear my insides out.
You want that?|You know?
You want to see that, Buddy?|Is not pretty!
Sometimes I think|thas what you want, Dick.
What the hell are you saying?
Are you drunk?
Jesus, you sound just like them now.
I gotta keep fighting,|Buddy, for the country.
These people running things,|the elite!
They're just soft,|chicken-shit faggots.
They don't have|the long-term vision anymore.
They just want to cover their ass|and meet girls and tear each other down.
Oh, God, this country's in deep,|deep, deep trouble, Buddy.
I have to see this|through, you know.
Mother would have expected|no less of me.
I'm sorry, Buddy.
I just wish you knew|how much I love you, thas all.
It took me a long time to fall|in love with you, Dick, but I did.
And it doesn't make you happy.
You want them to love you.|No, I don't. I'm not Jack Kennedy.
They never will, Dick.
No matter how many elections|you win, they never will.
History|will never be the same.
We're taking a step into the future.
Liddy, give them the folder.|We have changed the world.
Five, ten.|Les see what else you got.
I must say, you look very good,|Mr. Chairman.
Looks can be deceiving.
Uh, we know what risks|you've taken in inviting us here.
I took no risk.
I am too old to be afraid|of what anyone thinks.
Don't ever trust them.
They never tell the truth...
...or honor their commitments.
Vietnamese are like Russians.
Both are dogs.
Mr. Chairman, there's an old saying|in my country:
The enemy of my enemy|is my friend.
That has the added virtue of being true.
Your writings|have changed the world, Mr. Chairman.
Bullshit.
My writings mean absolutely nothing.
I want to know your secret.
My secret, Mr. Chairman?
How a fat man gets so many girls.
Power, Mr. Chairman...
...is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You know,|I voted for you in your last election.
I was the lesser of two evils.
You are too modest, Mr. Nixon.
You are as evil as I am.
We are the new emperors.
We are both from poor families...
...and others pay to feed|the hunger in us.
In my case,|millions of reactionaries.
In your case,|millions of Vietnamese.
Uh, civil war is always|the cruelest kind of war...
...but our two nations|were forged by revolution.
The United States, China.
Peace? Is peace|all you're interested in?
The real war is in us.
History is a symptom of our disease.
In a surprise Christmas bombing of Hanoi...
...president Nixon delivered more tonnage than|was used at Dresden in World War II.
It is without doubt the most brutal|bombing in American history.
Newspapers are calling it|a Stone Age tactic...
...and Nixon a maddened tyrant.
Nixon's response:
"When the Vietnamese take the Paris|peace talks seriously, I'll stop."
A penny for your thoughts.
Just think of the...
Think of the life|Mao's led.
In '52 I...|I called him a monster.
Now he could be|our most important ally.
Only Nixon could've done that.
You're a long way|from Whittier.
Yep.
Yes, I am.
Congratulations, Dick.
Mr. Ziegler.
Mr. President, the press guys|asked if you could come back.
The hell with them.|I'll go back, Mr. President.
No, uh, they want you, Mr. President.|I, uh...I think it would be a good move.
Oh?
Who's back there?|Everybody.
Okay.
Gentlemen,|I go now to discover...
...the exact length, width|and depth of the shaft.
Ladies and gentlemen,|the president.
Oh, is the president.|Hi.
Hi.|Hi.
Mr. President...|Congratulations, sir.
Well done!
Thank you, sir!
Bravo, sir!|Thank you.
Congratulations!
Well...
...it looks to me like we're gonna lose|a war for the first goddamn time.
Yep.
And you're goin'|right along with it, Dick...
...buyin' into|this Kissinger bullshit...
...this detente with Communists.
Detente.|Sounds like a couple of fags dancin'
Jack, we're not living in the same|country you and I knew in '46.
Our people are just not gonna sacrifice|in major numbers for war.
Can't even get'em to accept|cuts in their gas tax.
Now, the Arabs and the Japanese|are draining the gold reserves...
If we'd won in Vietnam,|we wouldn't be having this conversation.
Is nobody's fault, Jack.|Is change. Is a fact of history.
Even that old cocksucker|J. Edgar Hoover's dead.
Now who'd have thought that possible?
How's the food over there|in China, Mr. Nixon?
Oh, is delicious,|if you're president.
So, uh...
...what are you gonna do|about that Allende fella...
...nationalizing our businesses|in Chile?
You gonna send Kissinger|down there?
We're gonna get rid of him,|Allende|just as fast as we can.
He's at the top of the list.|How about Kissinger along with him?
Now, Kissinger's|misunderstood.
He acts like a Liberal for|his establishment friends...
...but he's even tougher than I am.|So Kissinger stays.
Just like Castro,|Mr. Nixon.
Yeah. He stays.
And you are comfortable|with that decision, huh?
Desi's got a point.
What the hell are we gonna do about the|Communists right here in our own backyard?
What do you really mean,|Jack?
I mean I got federal price|controls on my oil.
And the rag heads are beatin'|the shit out of me, Dick.
And your E.P.A.|environmental agency...
...has got its thumb so far up my ass|is scratchin' my ear!
Sir, I think is time for us to be...|Let him finish, Bob.
I gota federal judge orderin' me to bus|my grandkids halfway across this town...
...to go to school|with some nigger kids.
Now, Dick...|Mr. President...
...aren't you forgetting|who put you where you are?
The American people|put me where I am, Jack.
Really?
Well, that can be changed.
In a heartbeat.
Jack, I've learned politics|is the art of compromise.
I learned it the hard way.|I don't know if you have.
Well, let me tell you this, Jack.
If you don't like it,|there's an election in November...
...and you can take your money out|in the open and give it to Wallace.
How about it, Jack?|Willing to do that?
Hand this country over to some pansy|Poet socialist like George McGovern?
'Cause if you're not happy|with the E.P.A. up your ass...
...try the I.R.S.
Goddamn, Dick.
You're not threatening me, are ya?
Presidents don't threaten, Jack.
They don't have to.
Good day to you, gentlemen.|Thank you.
With third party candidate|George Wallace out of the race...
...paralyzed by|an assassin's bullet...
Richard Nixon|has crushed George McGovern...
...in the 1972|presidential election.
It is the second-biggest|landslide in American history.
Four more years!
As the new term begins...
...it does not seem the Watergate|investigations have damaged Nixon...
...politicaly in any significant way.
Probably our biggest achievement|as an administration...
...when is all said and done...
...isn't China or Russia.
Is pulling out of Vietnam|Without a right-wing revolt.
I believe you're right.
Even the presidency|isn't enough anymore.
Sir?
The presidency by itself|won't protect us, Bob.
We're beyond politics now.
Mr. Ehrlichman.
Yeah.
Sir, just in from Paris. The Vietnamese|have accepted Henry's peace proposal.
Good.
The bombing worked. They're caving.|Congratulations!
That mad bomber theory|wasn't so crazy after all.
Henry is coming back to join us. He|wants to be included in the photographs,|of course.
There's a surprise.
This could be it. This could be it.|Four long years. Jeez.
Incidentally, I don't know if this is|the right time, but you should know.
Bill Sullivan at the F.B.I. got|back to us with his report on Kissinger.
I didn't wanna bring it up because of...|Go on.
Well, Sullivan, uh,|thinks he's the one.
Henry's the leaker.
Yeah, I knew it. I knew it|from '69 on and I said it all along.
Yeah, I remember.|I didn't, Bob.
Come on.
Looks like he talked to, uh,|Joe Kraft and the Times.
Claims that he was dead set|against the bombing...
...that you were unstable and that|he has to handle you with kid gloves.
That explains his press notices.
Working both sides of the fence.|Jew-boy Henry.
My God.
He talked to the New York Times?|Yes, he did.
We ought a fire his whining|ass right now, when he's on top.
You know what, sir? I would set the right example|for the rest of this administration.
I would personally|volunteer for that assignment right now.
No. No.
He's our only star right now.|He'd go crying to the press.
He'd crucify us.
Son of a bitch.
Get someone on our staff|on his ass.
Tap his phones.|I wanna know everyone he talks to.
Les see how long|the Kissinger mystique lasts.
So, John, what about|these Watergate clowns?
This, uh,|Sirica's crazy.
Thirty-five year sentence.|No weapons, right?
No injuries. Uh, there's no success.|Is just ridiculous.
Sirica's just trying to force someone|to testify, but they're solid.
What about this|Washington Post crap?
Uh, Woodwind|and Fernstein.
Bernstein, sir.|Who the fuck are they, anyway?
Bob, you working on revoking|their television license?
Yes, sir, I am.|Good.
Well, uh, they're trying to connect|Bob and John with the secret fund.
But they don't have much.|They don't have anything.
The F.B.I.'s feeding me|their reports.
I-I didn't think you should lose|any more sleep over it, sir.
Good man, John,|good man.
I can therefore announce that our long|and tragic involvement in Vietnam...
...is at an end.
Our mission is accomplished.
Uh, we have a cease-fire...
...and our prisoners of war|are coming back home.
South Vietnam has the right|to determine its own future.
So, we have peace with honor.
The president will take|some of your questions now.
Mr. President!|Dan.
Isn't it true little has been|achieved in this agreement...
...that the Communists have not|been offering since 1969...
...that in fact your administration has|needlessly prolonged the war...
...and escalated it to|new levels of violence?
I will, uh, try to, uh...
...answer that question|in some detail.
Mr. President!
What is your reaction|To James McCord's statement...
...that high-level White House officials|were involved in the Watergate break-in?
Well, thas the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
The Washington Post is reporting|that Mr. Haldeman and Ehrlichman...
...secretly dispersed up to|$900,000 in campaign funds.
Is there any truth to that?|Now, let me make this perfectly clear.
I will not respond to the charges|of the Washington Post.
Nor will I comment on a matter|that is currently before the courts.
Sir, do you intend to cooperate with|Senator Ervin's committee?
Will you agree to the appointment|of a special prosecutor?
Mr. President!|Mr. President!
Mr. President!
Thank you!
Mr. President,|shouldn't you...
Ron, get in there|and do something!
I end the longest war|in American history...
...and they keep harping|on this chicken-shit!
God!
You know who's behind this, don't you?|Teddy Kennedy.
Yeah, he drowns a broad in his car,|and he can't run for president...
He did get pretty burned|at Chappaquiddick.
My point exactly! Somebody had to die|before he got his shit in the papers!
Fucking Kennedy's getaway|with everything! Goddamn them!
You see me|screwin' everything that moves?
For Chriss sake, I did what|the New York Times editorial page...
...said for me to do!
I ended the war!
I got S.A.L.T. One with the Russians;|I opened China.
So why are these assholes|turning on me?
'Cause they don't like the way I look,|where I went to school!
Because they're not Americans.|Yeah, right. They don't trust America.
Why would they? Hmm? They just come here|to stick their snouts in the trough.
Who are these people?|Sulzberger.
Their parents are gold traders from|eastern Europe, with due respect, Henry.
They buy things. They come|to "Jew" York city and buy up things.
And one of the things they buy,|Mr. President, is the New York Times.
You know what? You should be proud,|because they'll never trust you, sir.
Because we speak|for the average American.
You know why|they're turning on me?
Is because they're not|serious about power, thas why.
They're playing with power.|They're forgetting the national interest.
In the old days people knew|how to hold power, how to set limits.
They wouldn't have torn this country|apart over a third-rate burglary.
For Chriss sake, now all|they care about are their egos...
...looking good|at cocktail parties.
Beating out other papers|and chasing girls.
Wondering whether someone|said something nice about them.
All short-term,|frivolous bullshit.
Ben Bradlee worrying about|Teddy Kennedy liking him.
Get Mr. Dean in here,|Will you?
Mr. President, I fear we are|drifting toward oblivion here.
We are playing|a totally reactive game.
We have to get ahead|of the ball.
Now, we all know|that you are clean. Right?
Then les take off|the gloves.
Les do a housecleaning.|Housecleaning?
No, it could be ugly,|Henry, really ugly.
It must be done, sir.|Your government is paralyzed.
All kinds of shit could come out.|The Ellsberg thing.
You knew about that, didn't you, Henry?|Well, I heard something.
It sounded idiotic.|"Idiotic." Yeah, I suppose it was.
I thought it was your idea|to expose Ellsberg as a sex fiend.
I guess somebody just|took you too literally.
I never suggested a bunch of imbeciles|break into a psychiatriss office.
It doesn't matter. The point is you|might lose your media darling halo...
...if the media start sniffing|around our dirty laundry.
Sir, I never had anything to do with|That and I resent the implication...
Resent it all you want, Henry,|but you're in with the rest of us.
Cambodia.|Ellsberg.
The wiretaps you put in.
The president wants you to know you|can't just click your heels...
...and head back|to Harvard Yard.
Is your ass too, Henry, and is in|the wind twisting with everyone else's.
Sir.
Yeah?
There are times when even|the president can go too far.
You played it perfectly, sir.
That cocksucker'll think twice|before he leaks again.
Yeah.
He'll be looking in his toilet bowl|every time he pulls the chain.
Pardon them all.
Hunt and the Cubans have nothing|to lose now.
Nobody's going to investigate crime, for|which the criminals have already been pardoned.
Yeah, I like that, it is a good solution.|Yeah, but ill never do.
Pardoning them means we're all guilty.|The press, the people'll go nuts.
Am I supposed to just sit here|and watch them coming closer...
...eating their way|to the centre?
Lyndon bugged;|so did Kennedy.
F.D.R. cut a deal|with lucky Luciano.
Christ, even Eisenhower|had a mistress.
Whas so special about me?|Huh?
I know. I just know we've made|too many enemies.
There are things I can say|what other people said, and they'd be lies.
When I say them,|nobody believes me anyway.
Then, we're going to have to|give them Mitchell.
Mitchell's family.
Either it goes to Mitchell,|or it comes here.
John's right, boss.
Is not personal.
Is just the way|the game is played.
Sometimes|you gotta punt.
He's wrong, you know.
About Kennedy and L.B.J. and Truman.|How so?
Well, I mean, sure, they did stuff,|Bob, but nothing like this.
I mean, forget about the break-in,|the, the enemies list...
...the, uh...You know?
You got the attempted firebombing of|the Brookings Institution.
Planting McGovern stuff on|the guy that shot Wallace?
Trying to slip L.S.D.|to Jack Anderson?
The old man plays politics harder|than anybody else, John.
You think|this is about politics?
Do you think L.B.J. would have ever|asked Hunt to forge a cable...
...implicating Kennedy in the assassination|of the president of Vietnam?
How long have you known Bob, 20 years?|This is the Roosevelt Room...
...named after|our 26th president...
This is about Richard Nixon.
You got people dying because|he didn't make varsity football.
You got the Constitution|hanging by a thread...
...because he went to Whittier,|not to Yale.
And what is this Bay of Pigs thing?
Goes white every time|you mention it.
Is a code or something.|Well, shit, even I figured that out.
I think he means...
...the Kennedy assassination.
Yeah?|They went after Castro...
...and in some crazy way|it got turned back on Kennedy.
I don't think the old man|knows what happened.
But he's afraid to find out.
Created a Frankenstein|with those damn Cubans.
Eight words back in '72:
"I covered up."
"I was wrong."
"I'm sorry."
And the American public|would've forgiven him.
But we never opened|our mouths, John.
We failed him.
Dick Nixon saying "I'm sorry"?
Thall be the day.
His whole suit of armour|would fall off.
So, you tell Mitchell.
Yeah.
And John, you do know|that we're next, don't you?
You're early, John.
If you'd been that stealthy at the|Watergate, we wouldn't be in this mess.
I was sorry to hear about your wife.|Yes.
Take out the money.
The president would like to know if|that was the last payment.
I'll bet he would.
Is it?
In Richard Nixon's long history|of underhanded dealings...
...he's never had better value|for his money.
If I were to open my mouth,|all the dominoes would fall.
Can I ask you a question?
How the hell you have the temerity to blackmail|the president of the United States?
Thas not the question,|John.
The question is,|why is he paying?
To protect his people.
I'm one of his people.|The Cubans are his people.
And we're going to jail|for him.
Howard, you will serve no more|than two years, then he'll pardon you.
Maybe.|Maybe not.
But you don't leave your men|on the beach, John.
You don't make them|beg for their money like thieves.
You don't dump men with families|who've served their country.
He didn't know.|This thing has gotten out of hand.
You think a man as controlled as Richard|Nixon would've allowed a break-in...
...at the Democratic National Headquarters|without knowing it?
You think Mitchell or Haldeman wouldn't|have run it by him at least once?
The presidens men|did nothing... nothing...
...without Richard Nixon's|permission.
John, sooner or later...
...sooner, I think...
You're going to learn the lesson|thas been learned...
...by everyone who's ever gotten close|to Richard Nixon.
That he's the darkness reaching out|for the darkness.
And eventually|is either you or him.
Your grave's|already been dug, John.
F.B.I.|director-designate L. Patrick Gray...
...shocked the Senate|by revealing that John Dean...
...has been secretly receiving|F.B.I. reports on Watergate.
Crown, this is Echo Six.|How are you, sir?
Gray also said that Dean lied|when he claimed Howard Hunt...
...did not have an office|in the White House.
How is he?|He's in a bad mood.
He's running late.|Have a seat.
This is the sort of thing|Mafia people can do.
Washing money|and things like that.
We just don't know about these things|because we're not criminals.
How much you need?
I would say these people|will cost a million dollars...
...over the next two years.
We could get that.|Uh-huh.
Get a million dollars in cash.|I know where it could be gotten.
I'm still not confident|we can ride through this.
Some people are gonna have to go to|jail. Huns not the only problem.
Haldeman let me use|the $350, 000 cash fund in his safe...
...to make the payments.
Ehrlichman had a role-a big role-|in the Ellsberg break-in.
Oh, I don't know|about that.
And-And I'm...
I think is time we begin to think|in terms of cutting our losses.
You're saying cut|our losses, John, and, uh, all the rest.
And, you know, suppose the thing blows|and they indict Bob and the others?
Jesus, you'd never recover|from that, John. I mean, uh...
No, is better to fight it out|instead and not let people testify.
Sir, I, I still don't think|we can contain this anymore.
There's a cancer on the presidency,|and is growing...
...with every day-|Jesus, you know, every...
Everything's a crisis among the|upper intellectual types, the softheads.
The average people don't think|is much of a crisis.
For Chriss sake, this is not Vietnam.|No one's dying here.
I mean, isn't it ridiculous?|I agree. Is ridiculous, but, uh...
Is goddamn crazy!|Goldwater was right when he said...
"For Chriss sakes,|everybody bugs everybody else."
We know that.
Is the cover-up, John, not the deed,|thas really bad here.
If only Mitchell could step up|and take the brunt of it, you know.
Give 'em the hors d'oeuvre.
Maybe they won't come back|for the main course.
You know, thas|the tragedy in all this.
Mitchell's gonna get it anyway,|so is time he assumed responsibility.
You're not|paying attention.
He won't.|He's told Ehrlichman he won't.
You tell|my good friend Dick...
I got into this by not paying attention|to what these bastards were doing.
I don't have a guilty conscience,|and he shouldn't either.
Yeah.
Well, he's right.
Maybe it is time to, uh, go|the hang-out route, John.
Uh, a full and thorough|investigation.
Uh, we've cooperated|with the F.B.I.
We'll cooperate|with the Senate.
What have we got to hide?|No, we've nothing to hide.
No.|Nothing to hide.
You know, the only...|the only fault in the plan is...
...they're not gonna believe the truth;|thas the incredible thing.
I agree.|Is, uh, is tricky.
Everything seems|to lead back here.
People would never understand.|No.
John, I want you to getaway|from this madhouse.
I want...|these reporters.
I want you to go up to Camp David|for the weekend and write up a report.
Put everything you know|about Watergate in there and say...
"Mr. President,|here it all is." Okay?
You want me to put it all|in writing over my signature?
Well, uh...
...nobody knows more about this thing|than you do, John.
You know, the details. Thatstuff|I don't know. But.
Uh-huh.
Sir, I'm not going to be|the scapegoat for this.
Haldeman and Ehrlichman are|in it just as deep as I am.
No, now, John,|you don't wanna start down that road.
I remember, uh...
Whittaker Chambers|telling me back in '48...
He was a man|who suffered greatly.
And he said, "On the road|of the informer, it is always night."
Now, uh...Is beyond you,|or even me, John.
Is the country. The presidency.|I understand that, sir.
You know, I...|You know how I feel about loyalty.
I-I'm not gonna let any of my people|go to jail, that I promise you.
The important thing is to keep this|away from Haldeman and Ehrlichman.
I'm trusting you to do this, John, and|I have complete confidence in you. Okay?
I'll work on it.|Say hi to that wife of yours.
Yes, sir.|Good.
Shit.
It happens.
The place is a shambles.|Hey!
I was determined that we should get|to the bottom of Watergate...
...and the truth should be fully brought|out, no matter who was involved.
Today, in one of the most difficult|decisions of my presidency...
I accepted the resignations of two of my|closest associates in the White House...
Bob Haldeman|And John Ehrlichman...
...two of the finest public servants|it has been my privilege to know.
More light, Chief?
No, Bob.
Six bodies.
The counsel to the|president, John Dean, has also resigned.
I will not place the blame|on subordinates...
...on people whose zeal|exceeded their judgment...
...and who may have done wrong in a cause|they deeply believed to be right.
In any organization...
...the man at the top must bear|the responsibility.
That responsibility, therefore,|belongs here in this office...
...and I accept that.
There can be no whitewash|At the White House.
Two wrongs|do not make a right.
Now, I love America.
God bless America,|and God bless each and every one of you.
And we're clear.
Out.
Thank you.
Are you going|to Key Biscayne?
Yeah.|When?
Tomorrow.
Ron told me that, um...
Bob Haldeman has been calling|But you won't talk to him.
If he's convicted,|will you pardon him?
No.
Why are you cutting yourself off|from the rest of us?
Can't we discuss this?|What exactly do you want to discuss?
You.|What you're doing.
What am I doing?|I wish I knew.
You're hiding.
Hiding what?
Whatever it is you've been hiding.
You're letting it|destroy you, Dick.
You won't even ask for hel...
Manolo, uh...
Mrs. Nixon's finished.
I am the only one|left, Dick.
If you don't even|talk to me...
Brezhnev's coming|in three days.
I don't wanna deal with them|and him and you.
Howmuch more...|Howmuch more is it going to cost?
When do the rest of us|stop paying off your debts?
I'd like to finish|my dinner in peace...
...if is not too much|to ask.
No, it isn't.
I won't interfere|with you anymore.
I'm finished trying.
Thank you.
"Thank you"?
Dick, sometimes I understand|why they hate you.
The committee will come to order.
Counsel will call|the first witness.
Mr. John W. Dean, III.
After I departed|the presidens office...
I went to a meeting with Haldeman|and Ehrlichman to discuss the matter.
The sum and substance|of that discussion was...
...the way to handle this now was|for Mitchell to step forward.
It was a disappointment|to me because it was quite clear...
...that the cover-up, as far as|the White House was...
Was concerned,|was going to continue.
Why is he doing this?|He's our goddamn lawyer.
If he had a problem,|why didn't he come talk with us?
Remember, the weasel's got no proof.
Is still an informer's word|Against the presidens.
...were all indictable|for obstruction of justice.
That was the reason I was disagreeing|with all that was being discussed.
Give 'em hell,|general.
Mao taught me in 1963
If I have nuclear weapons...
...let 400 million|Chinese die...
Mao!|Yeah.
I can tell you what happened.
You want names?|I can give you Haldeman.
I'm talking about the president. Mao!
We all know|I can give you the president.
...this man|in his dog heart.
You want him to be your ally?
Uh, well, he was your ally|for 20 years, Leonid.
Yes, yes, Dick.|Da, da, da, da.
Da.
Mr. Nixon...
Life is the best teacher,|and therefore it must not interfere...
...with the building of the S.A.L.T. Two|treaty between our great countries.
Peace in our era is possible.
Excuse me, uh, Leonid.|Is okay, Dick. Is okay.
He's spilling his guts to the Ervin|committee. And, uh, unfortunately...
Da.
Did you...
Daddy?
What?
Did you cover it up?
You think I'd do something|like that, honey?
Well, then you can't give up.
You just can't.
You're one of the best presidents|this country has ever had.
You've done what Lincoln did...brought|this country back from civil war.
You can't let your enemies|tear you down.
You've gotta stay|and fight.
I'll go out there|and make speeches.
Nobody knows the real you, how sweet|you are, how nice you are to people.
I'll tell them.
You're the most decent|person I know.
I just hope I haven't|let you down, Kitten.
They just don't know|the real you.
They just don't know.
Tricky Dick always knew|What was goin' on.
Every last goddamn detail.
And my husband is not going|to take the rap this time.
They know they can't shut me up.|Probably end up killin' me.
She doesn't know what she's talking|about. Stop bothering her!
Hell, she's nuts.|You bastards have seen to that.
Are you and Martha gonna|get back together again?
Our marriage is finished, thank you|very much. Stick that up your keister!
Now, were the visitors that went|into the White House warned...
...that their conversations|with the president would be taped?
Again, I am|not aware of the technical details.
On Friday, we have|the high school students from Ohio.
Saturday is the National|Women's Republican Club.
In a development|that could break Watergate wide open...
...former White House aide|Alexander Butterfield...
...testified today before|the Senate Select committee.
He revealed a taping system|that may have recorded conversations...
...in the White House,|the executive office building...
...and even members|of his own family.
All calls|to the White House...
...of whatever nature and character,|would be taped?
Yes, the tape|would not discriminate.
None of them had knowledge that|Their conversations were being taped?
This is a stunning revelation.
If such tapes exist,|they could tell us, once and for all...
...what did the president know,|and when did he know it.
I want Hunt paid.
Is time to go the hang-out route.
If they fear the madman...
Is a legal contribution.|Who the hell authorized this?
Colson?|The Bay of Pigs.
If you tell Helms|that Howard Hunt...
There's a cancer|on the presidency, and is growing...
...with every day...
If Hunt goes public,|ill be a fiasco for the C.I.A.
They're like love letters.
You should burn 'em.
Why didn't you?
They're evidence.|You can't legally destroy evidence.
You don't expect me to believe that|for one minute, do ya?
Huh?|Does it matter whas on 'em?
Really? Murder, Dick?
Sex? Your secrets,|your fantasies?
Or is just me and you and...|Don't be ridiculous.
I remember Alger Hiss.
I know how ugly|you can be.
You're capable|of anything.
It doesn't really matter|at the end of the day whas on them...
...because you have|absolutely no remorse.
No concept of remorse.
You want the tapes to get out.|You want them to see you at your worst.
You're drunk.|Oh, yeah!
No one'll ever see|those tapes, including you.
And what would I find out|that I haven't known for years?
What makes it|so damn sad...
...is that you couldn't|confide in any of us.
You had to make a record|For the whole world.
They were for me.|They're mine.
They're not "yours".
They are you.
You should burn them.
What has changed in you, Richard?|Go away!
These guys went after Castro|seven times, ten times.
What, do you think people like that,|just gave up? They just don't walk away.
What, seven, ten times?|I never said this.
Ten tim... Never.|You think people like that gave up?
Castro.|These guys went after Castro.
If this got out,|they'd blame me for everything.
Forget Kennedy or Johnson.|Is Nixon!
Whoever killed Kennedy...
...came from this thing we created,|this beast.
In the latest bombshell...
...the presidens lawyers revealed that|there is an 18-and-a-halfminute gap...
...in a critical Watergate tape.
Reactions of disbelief and anger|are being heard across the country.
My God.
Pat!
Pat!
Has he had chest pains?|He woke up coughing blood!
I'm in charge here!|Has he been short of breath?
No, and he's sure that he has T.B.!|Why T.B.?
Because his family had it.|His brother had it.
I think is flooded.|Richard.
Get those I.V.s started.
Please lie down, Dick.
They need you to lie down!|Sedate him!
Dick. Dick.
Richard?
Mother.
Maybe a trip|to the woodshed'll...
Daddy?
Vice President Agnew|has resigned today...
...pleading no contest to charges|of income tax evasion.
This follows Special Prosecutor|Cox's continuing investigation...
...into President Nixon's finances.
The president paid no income tax Lie down, Dick.
...in the years 1970, '71 and'72|They need you to lie down.
...and may have used funds to improve his|residence in San Clemente, California.
Where's the blood coming from?|Whas wrong with him?
He's got an acute viral pneumonia|and a very serious phlebitis.
It could go into his lungs.|Oh, no.
The president|has returned to the White House.
But Archibald Cox has declared war|by issuing a subpoena...
...for nine|of the presidens tapes.
Never! Over my dead body.|Is the presidens personal property.
I'll never give up my tapes to a bunch|of Kennedy-loving, Democrat cocksuckers.
This could trigger the impeachment.
They'll go|to the Supreme Court.
I appointed three of those bastards.|They'll never get my tapes.
Can the president afford|to ignore a subpoena?
Who the hell does Cox think he is? I've|never made a dime from public office.
I'm honest.|My dad died broke. Jesus.
That son of a bitch Cox, he went|to the same law school as Jack Kennedy.
The last gasp|of the establishment.
Yeah, they got the hell|kicked out of 'em in the election...
...so now they gotta squeal|about Watergate...
'cause we were the first real threat|to them in years.
We would've changed it so they couldn't|have changed it back in 100 years.
Yeah.
If only the, uh...
Mr. President.|What?
Sir, Congress is, uh...|No, over here, sir.
Sir, Congress is considering|Four articles of impeachment.
Yeah. For what?|They're very serious charges, sir.
First, abuse of power.|Yep.
Second, obstruction of justice.|Yeah, what else?
Third, failure to|cooperate with Congress.
And last, bombing Cambodia, sir.
They can't impeach me for Cambodia;|the president can bomb anybody he likes.
Thas true.|We'll win that, but the other three...
You know, Fred, they sell tickets.|Is Ron, sir.
They sell tickets to an impeachment|like a damn circus.
Okay, so they impeach me.|Well, fuck 'em!
Yeah, well, is just|a matter of mathematics.
How many votes we have in the Senate?|About a dozen.
A dozen? Jeez, I got|half of 'em elected.
Okay, so I got|the South and, uh...
Goldwater and his boys.
I'll take my chances in the Senate.|Yes, we should.
This damn leg.|Well, then, sir, we'll, uh...
...have to deal with the possibility|of removal from office...
...loss of pension|and possibly...
...possibly|even prison.
Yeah, well, plenty of people|did their best writing in prison.
Gandhi, Lenin.|Thas right.
What I know about this country,|I could rip it apart.
If they want a public humiliation,|thas what they'll get.
Yes, they will.|I will never resign this office. Never.
Where the fuck am I? Whas in there?
The P.O.W.s and their families.|Oh. I'm supposed to be...
Compassionate, grateful...|Proud.
Sir?|Proud. Of them.
Oh, yes, of course.|Fire him.
Who?|Cox. Archibald Cox. Fire him!
He works for the attorney general.
Only Richardson can fire him.|May I echo my concern here, sir?
Then tell Richardson|to fire him!
Well, Richardson won't do that, sir.|He'll resign.
The hell he will.|Then fire him too.
If you have to go all the way down to|the janitor at the justice department...
...fire that son of a bitch.|He's asked for it.
Mr. President,|may I just say something, sir?
I think that you should|welcome this subpoena.
Why?|Well, sir...
...the tapes can only prove|that Dean was a liar. Right?
Thas right, sir.
Well, there's more.
There's more than just me.
You can't break, my boy.
Even though is ended.
You can't admit, even to yourself,|when is gone.
Uh, do you think|those P.O.W.s in there did?
Now, there's some people,|and we both know them, Al...
...think you can go stand in the middle|of a bull ring and cry "mea culpa, mea culpa"...
...while the crowd is hissing and booing|and spitting on you.
Well, a man doesn't cry.|I don't cry.
You don't cry.
You fight.
Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen...
...the president|of the United States!
We interrupt this program for|a special report from NBC news.
The country is in the midst of the|most serious constitutional crisis...
...in its history.
President Nixon has fired|special prosecutor Archibald Cox.
Attorney General|Elliot Richardson has quit...
...and his deputy William Ruckelshaus|was fired when he refused to fire Cox.
Acting Attorney General Robert Bork|has executed President Nixon's orders...
...and fired the special prosecutor.
In an attempt|to head off impeachment proceedings...
...the president has agreed to release|transcripts of46 taped conversations.
Gerald Ford|was sworn in as vice president.
Citing wrongdoing, a judge has dismissed|all charges against Daniel Ellsberg.
A grand jury has indicted former|Nixon aides Haldeman, Ehrlichman...
I mean, you're a lawyer, for God's sake.|How can you let this shit go through?
Look. This.|Nixon can't say that.
Well, you did say it, sir.|Never! I never said that about Jews.
Makes me sound|like an anti-Semite.
We can check the tapes again.|No need. I know what I said.
Have you lost your mind?|Look, Al! Nixon can't say this!
'Niggers. Niggers." It can't say that!|We could delete it.
We're doing the best we can.|Well, is not good enough!
Would you have us black it out, sir?|We could write "expletive deleted."
Cut all these 'goddamns'|and 'Jesus Christs' out.
Jesus.|Mr. President.
Don't you see that all these|deletion marks in the transcripts...
...make it look as though you...|you do nothing but swear?
It soils|my mother's memory.
You think I want the whole goddamn world|to see my mother like this?
Raising a dirty-mouth?
We could start again, sir, but we don't|really have the staff to do that.
Then start over!|Just start over!
The world will see|Only what I show 'em!
From page one, Al.|Page one, Ron!
Ron, get in there and do something.|All this stuff...
Five seconds,|Mr. President.
And four, three, two...
Good evening,|my fellow Americans.
Tonight I'm|taking an action...
...unprecedented in the history|of this office.
I had no knowledge of the cover-up|till John Dean told me about it...
...on March 21st, a year ago.|I think I'm going to throw up.
...no payment to Hunt|or anyone else be made.
He's lost touch with reality.|I've made my mistakes...
...but in all my years of public life,|I have never profited...
Can you imagine what|this man would have been...
...had he ever been loved?|I've earned every penny.
In all of my years|of public life...
I have never obstructed justice.|Is a tragedy...
...because he had greatness in his grasp.|I welcome this examination.
But he had the defects|of his qualities.
I made $250,000 from a book|They'll crucify him.
Does anybody really care anymore?
Which many of you were|good enough to purchase.
...and what happens after?
...every year.
When I, in 1968, decided to become|a candidate for the president...
I decided|to clean the decks...
...and to put everything|in real estate.
So, thas where the money came from.|Thas all I own.
Thas what we have,|and thas what we owe.
Because people have got to know|whether or not their...
...president is a crook.
Well, I am not a crook.
I've earned everything I have...
She does have a respectable|Republican cloth coat.
And I always tell her, uh,|she'd look good in anything.
There has never been|any feathering of nests.
Not in this|administration.
Now, let me just say this...
And I want to say this|to the television audience.
The Supreme Court ruled today eight to|nothing that President Nixon's claims...
...of executive privilege|cannot be used in criminal cases...
...and must turn over subpoenaed tapes.|The House Judiciary Committee...
...has voted 27 to 11
...to recommend impeachment|to the full House.
The deliberations now go|to the House floor.
In its report, the committee offers|evidence Nixon obstructed justice...
...on at least 36 occasions...
...that he encouraged his aides|to commit perjury...
...and that Nixon abused|the powers of his office.
In a separate report,|the Senate Select committee...
...details the misuse|of the I.R.S.
...the F.B.I., the C.I.A.|and the justice department.
It denounces the plumbers|and it raises the question...
...of whether the United States|had a valid election in 1972.
Come in.
Victory at Sea, Al.|Henry.
The Pacific Theatre.
Christ, you can almost hear|the waves breaking over the decks.
I'm afraid we have another problem,|Mr. President.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
June 23rd, '72, sir.
Your instructions to Haldeman|regarding the C.I.A. and the F.B.I.
So?
Your lawyers|feel that...
...is|the smoking gun.
Thas totally out of context.|I was protecting the national security.
Sir, the deadline|is today.
Can we get around this,|Al?
Is the Supreme Court,|sir.
You don't get around it.
If, uh...
If you resign, you can keep your tapes|as a private citizen.
You could fight them|For years.
What if I stay?
You have the army.
The army?
Lincoln used it.
We'll have civil war.
How do you see this?
Oh, God.
We can't survive this,|sir.
They also...
...have you instructing Dean|to make the pay off to Hunt.
There's nothing in that statement|the president can't explain.
Sir, you talked about opening up|the whole Bay of Pigs thing again.
Thas right.|On the June 20 tape.
The one with|the 18-minute gap.
I don't know anything|about that.
You mentioned the Bay of Pigs|several times.
Sooner or later, they're going to|want to know what that means.
They're going to want to|know whas on that gap.
Is gone. No one will ever|find out whas on it.
They might...
...if there was|another recording.
We both know|is possible.
I know for a fact...
...that is possible.
I've spoken to Ford.
There's|a very strong chance...
...that he'll pardon you.
I don't need a goddamned deal,|for God's sake. I...
This is something that|you will have to do, Mr. President.
I thought|you'd rather do it...
...now.
I'll wait outside.
Sir.
May I say, sir,|that if you stay now...
...it will paralyze the nation|and its foreign policy.
You always had a great|sense of timing, Henry.
When to give...
...and when to take.
How do you think Mao|and Brezhnev will react?
Do you think they'll|remember us, Henry...
...after all the great things|you and I did together...
...as some kind of...
...of crooks?
They will understand.
To be undone by a third-rate burglary|is a fate of biblical proportions.
History will treat you far more kindly|than your contemporaries.
Yeah. Depends who writes|the history books.
I'm not a quitter,|never have been.
But I'm not stupid either.
A trial would kill me.|Thas what they want.
They won't get it.
Fuck 'em.
If they harass you, I too will resign,|and I will tell the world why.
Don't be stupid.|The world needs you, Henry.
You always saw|the big picture.
You were my equal|in many ways.
You're the only friend|I got, Henry.
Do you ever pray?
You know, believe|in a supreme being?
Uh, not really.
You mean on my knees?
My mother used to pray|a lot.
Is been a long time|since I really prayed.
Les pray, Henry.
Les pray a little.
Just you and me.
I hope this doesn't|embarrass you, Henry.
No. Not at all, no.
This is not going to leak, is it?
Don't be too proud,|Henry.
Never be too proud|to go on your knees before God.
God.
How can a...
How can a country|come apart like this?
What have I done wrong?
I opened China.
I made peace|with Russia.
I ended the war.
I did what I thought|was right.
Uh...
God, why do they|hate me so?
Is unbelievable.|It...Is insane.
Oh, M-Mom, I'm sorry.|God, please forgive me, God.
I didn't mean it.|I didn't know what to do.
I don't know why|this is happening to me.
I can't believe...
Al.
They smelled the blood|on me this time, Al.
I got soft, you know?
A rusty, metallic smell.
I know it well, sir.
It came over from Vietnam,|you know?
Sir?|That smell.
I mean, everyone|suffered so much.
Their boys killed.
Uh, they need to|sacrifice something.
You know, appease|the gods of war.
Mars, Jupiter.
I am that blood,|General.
I am that sacrifice.
In the highest place|of all.
Yeah. All leaders must|finally be sacrificed.
Things won't be the same|after this.
No, I played|by the rules.
Rules changed right|in the middle of the game.
There's no respect|for American institutions anymore.
No, people are cynical.
The press...ah, the press|is out of control.
People spit on soldiers.
Government secrets mean nothing.
I pity the next guy|who sits here.
Good night,|gentlemen.
Mr. President.
When they look at you...
...they see|what they want to be.
When they look at me...
...they see what they are.
Dick, please don't.
I can't.
I don't have|the strength anymore.
Ill be over soon.
No, is going to start now.
Oh, Buddy.
If I could just sleep.
If I could just sleep.
There'll be time for that.|Yeah.
You know, once...
...when I was sick as a boy...
...my mother gave me|this stuff...
...and she made me|swallow it.
It made me throw up|all over her.
I wish I could|do that now.
I'm so afraid.
There's darkness out there.
I could always see|where I was going.
But is dark out there.
God, I've always been|afraid of the dark.
Buddy.
There are many fine careers.
This country needs|good farmers...
...good businessmen,|good plumbers...
...good carpenters.
I remember my old man.
I think that they would have|called him sort of a...
...sort of a little man,|a common man.
Well, he didn't consider|himself that way.
You know what he was?
He was a streetcar motorman first.
Then he was a farmer.
Then he had a lemon ranch.
It was the poorest lemon ranch|in California, I can assure you.
He sold it before|they found oil on it.
Then he was a grocer.
But he was a great man...
...because he did his job.
And every job counts|up to the hilt...
...regardless of what happens.
Nobody will ever write a book,|probably, about my mother.
Well, I guess|all of you would...
...say this|about your mother.
My mother was a saint.
And I think of her...
...two boys dying|of tuberculosis...
...and seeing each of them die.
And when they died...
Yes, she will have no books|written about her.
But she was a saint.
Now, however,|we look to the future.
I remember something, uh,|Theodore Roosevelt wrote...
...when his first wife died...
...in his twenties.
He thought the light|had gone from his life forever.
But he went on, and he|not only became president...
...but as an ex-president,|he served his country...
...always in the arena,|tempestuous, strong...
...sometimes right,|sometimes wrong.
But he was a man.
And as I leave...
...thas an example I think|all of us should remember.
See, we think sometimes|when, uh...
...things happen|that don't go the right way;
...we think that when someone|dear to us dies...
...uh, when we lose|an election...
...or when we suffer defeat...
...that all is ended.
Not true.
Is only a beginning,|always...
...because the greatness comes,|not when things go always good for you...
...but the greatness comes...
...when you're really tested...
...when you take some knocks,|some disappointments...
...when sadness comes.
Because only if you've been|in the deepest valley...
...can you ever know|how magnificent it is...
...to be on the highest mountain.
So I say to you on this occasion...
...we leave, proud of the people|who have stood by us...
...and worked for us and served|this government and this country.
They want you to continue|to serve in government...
...if that is what you wish.
Remember,|always give your best.
Never get discouraged.
Never be petty.
Always remember,|others may hate you.
But those who hate you|don't win unless you hate them.
And then,|you destroy yourself.
And so we leave with high hopes|and good spirits...
...and with deep humility.
And I say to each|and every one of you...
...not only will we always|remember you...
...but always you will be...
...in our hearts.
And you'll be...
...in our prayers.
And only then will you find|what we Quakers call...
"peace at the center".
He gave of|himself with intelligence and energy...
...and devotion to duty.
Richard Nixon was buried|and honored by five presidents...
...on April 26, 1994...
...less than a year after his|beloved wife, Pat, had died.
Nixon always maintained that|if he had not been driven from office...
...the North Vietnamese would not|have overwhelmed the South in 1975.
In a sideshow, Cambodian society was|destroyed and mass genocide resulted.
The second half of the 20th century...
...will be known|as the age of Nixon.
In his absence,|Russia and the United States returned...
...to a decade of high-budget|military expansion and near war.
Nixon, who was pardoned|by President Ford...
...lived to write six books...
...and travel the world|as an elder statesman.
For the remainder of his life...
...he fought successfully|to protect his tapes.
The National Archives|spent 14 years...
...indexing and cataloging them.
Out of 4,000 hours,|60 hours have been made public.