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Nowhere to run to, baby.

Nowhere to hide.

Got nowhere to run to, baby.

Nowhere to hide.

It's my love that I'm running from.

It's a heartache, I know it's come.

Because I know you look for me.

But you become a part of me. Everywhere.

Your face I see.

Every step I take, you take with me.

Nowhere to run, baby.

Nowhere to hide.

Got nowhere to run, baby.

Nowhere to hide.

I know you're no good for me.

But three of you, I'll never forget.

Miles, I've been looking for you. There's a story idea I've been working

It's a very special piece, and I'm very passionate about it, Miles.

I hope you say yes.

What is it?

I want to interview Indira Gandhi.

She's dead.

Well, then somebody like her go to my ears.

Also dead.

Well, it doesn't have to be someone in politics. Margaret Mead. Dead.

All women, all famous, all dead.

I think I'm on to something, Miles.

Hi there.

I'm Miles Silverberg, executive producer of FYI.

Let me be the first to welcome you to our little family.

Listen, how is Murphy today? Good mood?

Sure. Fine.

Great. See?

Despite what you may have heard, Murphy Brown can be a kind and caring person.

Get lost!

I'll need the German footage by Saturday latest.

Mickey, I'm begging you, for the good of the show, and for two 40 -yard line

seats. That's my guy.

Miles, I think I'm finally getting somewhere here. I've got a source that

his father met Borman in Argentina as late as 75.

Oh, the missing Nazi thing.

Right, and there's a very good chance that Geisler and some others are living

a small fishing village on the coast of Argentina.

Ooh, I can see why you're so excited.

Geez, we get a shot of some old geezer in some big rubber fisherman boots, and

maybe a shot of another old geezer playing Parcheesi by a bait -and -tackle

shop.

Exciting stuff.

Cut to the chase, Miles.

Well, I did come down here with another story area, but it's really more of a

current slash today type of thing, you know. Headline blockbuster.

Who needs it, huh?

Besides, I can see you're already married to this old geezer Nazi thing.

You know, Diane Sawyer did the same story on 60 Minutes last week, but hey,

not like people compare you or anything. What's your story?

I just got a telephone call.

Anonymous. It looks like there's some dirty laundry on a highly visible

prosecutor. Something about prostitution.

You expect me to drop everything because a federal prosecutor is fooling around

with hookers? Miles, that's not a story. That's a given.

Even if the prosecutor is Robert Hawk, who happens to be putting together a

Senate campaign?

Keep talking.

The prostitution stuff is probably just a tiny, itsy -bitsy part of a very big

payoff. Some sort of not -so -legal favor.

By whom?

I thought you weren't interested. I'm not.

Who made the payoff?

I don't know yet, but I've been promised it's someone very big.

Who's your source?

The Asp.

The what?

The Asp. What?

Asp. A -S -P. Like the deadly snake.

But if you're more comfortable with a story about retired Nazis who fly

I'll give this ad 15 minutes. That's it.

11 o 'clock.

Bill, the Asp will be waiting.

Now there's a face I recognize.

Hey there, Bill.

What can I get you? Nothing yet.

I need to ask you.

Is there an Asp here?

What?

Asp! Asp! Like the snake.

Oh!

Sure, over there.

Okay, if you've got something for me, let's see it. Otherwise, I've got things

to do.

Hey, lady, I just came in here for a drink.

What are you talking about?

What the hell, you smell good. I got 30 bucks.

You looking for the ass?

Hey, wait.

You're Murphy Brown.

Okay, I'll go 40 bucks.

You're the ass?

I don't remember. I've been sitting here so long.

I couldn't get here any sooner. I've got a very busy day. Oh, I know you're very

busy, busy, busy with this and that and blah, blah, blah. You want a drink?

No, thanks. You got something for me about Robert Hawk?

Federal prosecutor, my eye.

Guy's a crook, I know.

I was his secretary for six years.

This is from Hawk to Leon Sturgis, the crime boss.

That's right.

You know, honey, you put on a little weight, you better lay off the crullers.

Situation has been resolved.

charges dropped six digits well received, as were Fifi and her sister,

thanks, Bob.

You're telling me Hawk has mob connections?

Why are you doing this?

Well, if you must know, I got tired of him undressing me with his eyes.

The guy is a lizard.

I am not a piece of meat.

Right. Listen, how can I get in touch with you?

You can't.

You gotta do the rest yourself.

Well, it's been a fiesta.

What are you looking at?

Hey, you walk like that, you gotta expect it, kid.

Get me the federal building right away, please. Oh.

And I'll need copies of anything on Leon Sturgis from AP or UPI for the last

three or four years.

Sure. Fine.

Listen, I want you to know that I'm sorry I haven't been able to spend more

with you. I know it's your first day and sometimes I can be a little gruff, so

just let it roll off your back, okay?

Sure. Fine.

No problem.

There's a roving band of gypsies behind you, and they want you to be their

queen.

Sure. Fine.

No problem.

It's open.

Hang on to your penny loafers, Miles. I just spent all afternoon in the

archives. In March of 87, Leon Sturgis was accused of tax evasion.

has the case dismissed because of insufficient evidence, then a federal

investigator decides to reopen the case and Hawk had him fired.

Ooh, I love the smell of this mild.

Murphy, I was thinking it over.

I mean, this guy Sturgis, though he was just trying to save a few bucks on a

1040, who doesn't do that?

What's the matter with you?

Nothing's the matter with me.

I just got to thinking, hey, let's lighten up here.

Let's give the poor guy a break.

And, you know, it's kind of disturbing to me to be thinking this. While we're

wasting our time on this, Hitler's golfing buddies are running around scot

-free.

You're blithering. What is going on with you?

Some guy called.

He said if we don't drop the story, he's going to send me to Toledo in several

small sandwich bags.

Is that what this is all about?

Hey, everybody.

Miles just got his first death threat.

Death threats happen to every good journalist, Miles. You've got to look at

as a rite of passage.

I'm sorry. I had my rite of passage. There was a rabbi in a big buffet.

Why would this guy want to kill you? I'm the one doing the story.

That's what I told him.

But...

They watch you on TV every week, and they think you're really pretty, and

they're still kind of old -fashioned about killing women.

Talk about your sexism. All the more reason to nail these guys to the wall.

Your hair's on fire.

No problem.

So let me just get this clear here, Murphy.

You're saying I should treat this death threat business like a crank call.

You know, Miles, we've all been in your position. Believe me.

The first time I got a death threat, I nearly went berserk.

What did you do?

Two minutes to air time.

I looked down and realized I'd put on a light blue tie with a brown suit.

Stack of items.

What we're trying to say, Miles, is it's only a scare tactic.

They never follow up.

Yo, is there a Miles Silverberg around here?

I need to see Mr.

Silver.

Mr. Silverberg on some business?

He called about a bodyguard.

I'm Miles Silverberg.

Hey, how you doing? Tiffany Howard.

Tiffany?

Isn't that sort of a girl's name?

Now, as you know, rates increase substantially for 24 -hour protection

multiple locations, plus transportation to or from.

So, how long are you going to be needing protection?

Well, I guess until Wednesday, until we run the story on Leon Sturges. By

then... Oh, wait a minute.

Leon Sturges? The mob guy?

Yes, but like I said, by then everything... Oh, wow.

I forgot. I got a jazzercise class in three.

I could kick myself for not remembering what a dunce I am.

You have a nice day.

I'm a dead man.

Sure. Fine. No problem.

Oh, no.

Well, when did Mrs. Perron pass on?

Please send my condolences to Mr. Perron.

Oh.

This is depressing.

Corky, why don't you try Imelda Marco?

Very funny.

Hello, I'm Murphy Brown.

Oh, yes, I know. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Katie Holtz. Hi, Katie.

Listen, I know you've probably gone through this with personnel already, but

just out of curiosity, what sort of background do you have?

Well, I worked for five years as an administrative assistant at the Ross

Corporation, and before that as an executive secretary for two years at

and Hobbes legal offices. Oh, great. Excellent.

I'm sure this will work out fine.

Oh, so am I. I already like you. And when I spoke to Satan this morning

breakfast...

Take this stapler to the lobby.

Hey, Murphy.

Jim.

Frank. So, how are you?

Miles, what happened to you?

Oh, nothing really.

A car lost control on South Capitol. Ran up on the sidewalk.

Miles, I know what you're thinking, but I'm sure it was an accident.

And followed me for two and a half blocks.

But I guess that sort of thing has happened to you guys, huh?

How you doing on the story?

I'd hate to think you hit any snags that would make us have to drop it.

Miles, I'm this close to frying these guys.

Oh, good.

Great.

Oh, look at the time.

to the death threat, do you?

Well, if he asks you to slow dance near a window, ixnay, babe, ixnay.

What am I supposed to do? Drop the story? I've never dropped a story. It's

extortion. Look, why don't you take what you've got to the prosecutor's office?

Let them handle it from here. The whole office could be dirty. I don't know the

good guys from the bad guys yet.

Frank, what would you do?

Ask your advisor.

It wouldn't be so bad if he'd just tell me to drop the story, but he's being so

brave. I know. My bet in the office pool had him on a bus to Seattle two days

ago. I hate when stuff like this happens.

Everything was working so well. I was going to put guys in jail. It's my

favorite thing.

Don't take it so hard, Murph. The Republicans are still in office.

other chances.

Miles?

How'd you know I was here?

The janitor.

The janitor?

Ernie.

Ernie told you I was here?

I can't believe it.

He said they'd have to cut out his heart before he'd tell.

That's what he said, Murphy. He said they'd have to cut out his heart.

Look, I know this hasn't been easy for you.

Easy?

I stopped answering my phone.

I'm afraid to start my own car, so I took the subway.

Where, by the way, I was mugged.

There's a reason why I needed to find you tonight.

I've been giving this a lot of thought, and considering the circumstances, I

think we should drop the story.

What?

It isn't all bad.

I can pass it on to Jane Pauley. Maybe they'll kill her.

Wow, I really appreciate it, Murphy.

But I've been giving it some thought, too.

And I've decided that we're journalists, right?

Free and courageous press is the backbone to this society.

The public needs to know the truth, and it's our responsibility to see that they

get the truth, regardless of personal risk.

Crime cannot, must not, win out.

We can't drop the story, Murphy.

We owe it to the American public.

Okay.

What the...

Kidding! We don't owe the public anything.

They don't care. We don't even know most of them anyway.

I was kidding, Murphy.

I'm here all alone, waiting for some guy to come in here and hack me up like a

piece of liver.

Miles, it's late. I've got a long drive home. You're in bed already.

Now what's it going to be, story or no story?

Why are you making me decide?

I thought you'd do the story no matter what.

So did I.

Oh, will you stop looking at me like that?

Like what?

Like Bambi caught in my headlights.

This should be easy. Cut and dried. We're journalists. We run stories.

But I like you, Miles.

I like that you never give up.

I like the way you pester me.

I'm even getting used to the smell of clearasil in your office.

Believe me, I hate it that I like you.

That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.

Just don't blab it around, okay?

All right, let's come to a decision here.

You know, all I ever wanted to do was work in the news.

When I was a kid, that's all I'd watch on TV.

I'd think, wow, look at those pictures.

There's a reporter and a camera crew crawling around in the trenches getting

that story.

Those guys are heroes.

Other kids wanted to be cowboys.

Not me.

I had this fedora with the word scoop written on a little card stuck in the

brim.

We run the story.

You got it.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah.

See you tomorrow.

And late today, both Robert

Hawk and Leon Sturgis were arraigned in federal court.

Hawk has been charged with accepting a bribe and obstructing justice, while

Sturgis was brought up on three counts of bribery and two counts of obstructing

justice. In addition, federal authorities are now looking into

extortion.

Jim? Thank you, Murphy, for that electrifying report.

Frank, fascinating tour of Edwards Air Force Base.

And Corky, interesting visit to a seance.

Nice job.

This has been another edition of FYI. Good night.

And we're clear.

Has anybody seen Miles?

Silverberg? Is he still alive?

Bernie, you've seen Miles today.

Murphy! Ben!

Fantastic job, winner.

Miles, where have you been? If you ever scare me like this again, I'll kill you.

I fell asleep in the bathroom, but I got up to the booth just in time to see

Sturgis being taken into custody.

Did we stand our ground?

Yes,

people know not to mess with Miles Silverberg.

Miles,

don't make me dead use.

Hey, Miles, you got a call. Oh, yeah? Yeah.

A guy named Leon something said, I'll be out in five to seven short years, then

I'm going to hunt you down and kill you like a hog in the street.

No, that's a D. It says a dog in the street. Why would a hog be in the

Well, it says hog. Look at it. You're out of your mind. That's a D. Dog in the

street. A hog wouldn't be in the street. That's stupid.

Miles, some advice.

Hang tough.

You made the right choice, you know.

Right.

So, see you tomorrow.

Wait a minute.

That's it?

Did I forget something?

I don't know.

It just seems a little strange, doesn't it?

After all this, life goes on as usual.

Oh, I guess you thought that maybe when someone risks their life, there'd be

some acknowledgement.

I don't know.

Hey, everybody.

Let's hear it for Miles.

Yeah.

I'm home.

Come on. I know you're here. You're always here.

Oh, geez. Could you please keep it down? I got a splitting headache.

Do you know you need a new box spring?

Oh, I see you got a lot done today.

Scaffold still here.

Wall still unfinished.

But I don't...

I had one of those really perfect days, and I feel great.

What do you got to be so cheery for? You know, it's very annoying.

What's wrong with you?

Painter's block.

The trim, it just, it doesn't, it doesn't sing to me.

Well, I think maybe you need a little inspiration.

I've got just the thing.

Oh.

I'm not in the mood. I'm not in the mood. Use the headphones.

Come on, Eldon. How could you listen to this and not feel better?

I bet you're a great dancer.

Come on, Eldon. Life's too short. It's good for the soul. Come on.

You dance like a white girl.

What are you talking about?

This is the front line.