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I have just taken a prisoner.

I got a 12-gauge sawed-off shotgun

wrapped around a man's neck.

- Fred, there's a call for you. - No, I've gotta get on the air.

It's Tony Kiritsis.

Hello, Tony. You are live and on the air.

Well, I didn't take Dick here to be a buffoon.

I took him for vengeance.

The moment we are in the story,

we lose our way as journalists.

I will hold the line.

That's the funny thing about lines.

They're always moving.

I want an apology from M.L. Hall himself.

Bill, maybe you could get him on the fucking phone.

He's not here.

In the office?

In the state.

I'm not apologizing.

I chose you for a reason.

You chose me?

I knew that for people

to really understand my situation...

Tony! Tony! Tony!

...I needed you.

I have an exclusive.

Eight years ago,

Tony imprisoned his sister in her home.

I think you've got your first story.

You run that story,

we're gonna get a repeat of what we had tonight,

and this time, we will not be so lucky.

I'm sorry. We're killing the story.

And the story we're putting together on Meridian,

you gonna kill that too?

I'm just trying to do what's right.

How's that line holding now?

I think this story got away from you.

I write the news.

I'm the lead reporter on this story.

Fred, you are the story.

The usual, Dick?

5'6".

No way.

I swear. 5'6" even!

Can he even ride a roller coaster?

"You must be this tall to kidnap Dicky Hall!"

Fix your collar, Dick.

You look like a singing waiter.

What kind of man lets himself get taken hostage?

Fuck!

Oh, shit!

Go to bed.

We'll discuss it later.

Fred Heckman.

I was hoping you wouldn't pick up.

One of us should be rested.

Well, that's not happening tonight.

Well, makes sense. You were a naval cryptologist.

Of course you can't sleep when there's a puzzle to solve.

How are our friends in C-308?

Tony's up and moving around.

I guess he couldn't sleep either.

He put Dick in the bathroom.

Well, that's better

than keeping him wired to the shotgun.

Well, hostage-takers who use blindfolds

have a higher rate of killing their captives.

If they can't look 'em in the eye,

they cease to exist.

To that end, I was hoping that you and Mrs. Heckman

could broker a call to Mrs. Hall today.

I really don't wanna drag her any further into this.

Tony romanticizes wives and children.

Ibby reminds him that Dick's a family man.

Makes him look him in the eye.

I will ask her.

Thank you.

I got in touch with Tony's brother, Jimmie.

He was traveling, but he's on his way now.

Today's mission is reminding Tony

that he's got something to live for.

Where are we with this immunity deal?

We can leave that to the lawyers.

We're just buying Dick one hour at a time.

Good luck with the broadcast.

You've got an audience of one.

Thanks a lot.

How'd you sleep, baby?

The top story has not changed.

We will lead with a reset on Kiritsis.

Next... Indiana Senate rejected a proposal

to repeal capital punishment,

State Bill 84.

Ginny, you wanna write that up?

And... Ginny?

S.B. 84, on it.

Thank you.

Uh... national seems a little bit lighter today.

Uh, there is a hot-air balloonist

attempting to fly from California to Florida.

Are we gonna talk about what happened last night?

We can. Later.

Well, I just think the staff would feel a lot better

if we could just...

Well, I have to be on the air in ten minutes,

so... later.

Let's finish up with a...

with a minute on the hot-air balloonist.

Uh, Franco, anything else from the sports desk?

Games were won, games were lost.

Okay.

Could be the last day of our lives, Dick, so...

let's enjoy ourselves.

Go ahead. Eat up.

WIBC had a 24-hour telethon.

Ten bucks for the mug.

20 would've got me a baseball hat,

but I got a big head.

"One size fits most."

That's how much I love Fred Heckman.

Fred!

The morning wire has Tony up top.

IBC has not seen this much heat

since we tied up Indiana Bell phone lines

with the "Sugar Daddy" contest. Remember?

I got fined for that, too.

Oh, you know, Dick Hall's doing great, by the way.

Still at the end of a shotgun, but...

Pam's buried in last-minute buy-ins.

Garfinkles wants in on the V.D.P.

That's the Valentine's Day promo.

Uh, Fred. Uh, Tony's on line three.

What's his mood?

- Fussy. - Great.

Great.

Hiya, Tony.

Hey, Fred!

Hey, uh...

...uh, maybe you and I, uh, can fix this thing today, huh?

Hopefully. - Uh, yeah, listen.

You know, I've never been one for sports,

but I need to be able to talk to my barber,

so I listen to Franco in the Morning,

and today, every question was about me.

Well, listen, if they got questions,

I got answers.

Why don't you let me, uh, take some calls?

Oh. Uh...

...uh, certainly. I'm sure we could...

we could find the time to work something out for you.

Sure. - Yeah?

Well, why don't you put me on now?

What do you got next?

Bird Talk? Nobody listens to that.

Uh, well, you know,

Tony, I think with a call-in kind of thing,

it might be better to...

to record it, uh, beforehand.

Well, why don't you let me set the record straight?

Mr. Kiritsis?

Uh, this is Jerry Morris, uh, IBC Station Manager.

Look. We'd love to have you on the air.

Why don't we put a call out, and we'll have you on

by the 9:00 hour, how's that sound?

That... that's perfect.

It'll give me a chance to make some tea.

My voice is damn near shot.

Are you out of your mind?

Are you outta your mind?

What if someone calls him crazy?

- Hello? Hello? - We'll screen 'em beforehand.

Yesterday you were worried about $300 a curseword,

now you're desperate to put this guy on live?

If anybody says anything they shouldn't,

we'll cut it off. - Jerry? Hello?

We don't have a dump button, Jerry!

Fine. I'll put him on with Franco.

Hello?

Uh, hey, Tony. Sorry about that.

- Hey. - Yeah. Uh, listen.

Uh, why don't you and I take some calls? Uh...

Yeah, great.

But I need you to, uh,

I need you to promise me a couple things.

Uh, number one, I need you to remain calm at all times,

and, uh... and really, really refrain from the profanity.

I'll do my best.

That's all we're asking for, Tony.

Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, uh, we'll be in touch with the details.

Yeah. Call me back. Call me back.

Get ready, motherfucker.

That went rather well.

We have had quite a morning here at the station.

At the request of Mr. Tony Kiritsis,

we're gonna open the phone lines to discuss his situation.

As long as we can all remain calm and civil,

we will answer some calls

right after these important announcements.

Hey, Tony. You there?

Ready, Freddy.

I just need you to stick to the facts.

Can you do that for me, pal?

Of course, Fred. That's all I do.

Okay.

Then, uh... then here we go.

Okay, caller. You are on the air.

Oh! Hi. Am I talking to Tony?

Yes, ma'am. I'm here.

It's Frances Greer.

Do you remember me, Tony?

Yeah! Hi, Frances! How you doing?

I remember you!

How do you two know one other?

Oh, uh, Tony worked with my husband

at the car dealership.

What's your question, honey?

Well, so, the Halls, they cheated you

out of a deal for your land, right?

That's correct.

But you're still going to pay your loan back?

All I want is a fair shake.

Oh, okay. Thank you for your call, Frances.

It sounds to me like you don't owe them.

They owe you.

You think?

Well, uh, regarding the Eisner-Osco deal...

You're being honorable, Tony,

but when have bankers been honorable?

They owe you the profit

you would've made from the steakhouse.

Get what you're owed, Tony.

Well, thank you, Frances.

That's very helpful. I'm gonna get what I'm owed.

Thank you. I hadn't thought about that.

Uh... okay. Uh...

I think we're ready here.

Caller, go ahead.

Meridian boarded up my house

when I fell behind on my mortgage.

They literally came

and nailed boards over my windows,

but when I paid off my debt,

they wouldn't fix the windows.

They say they're a family company, Tony,

but they're...

Crooks! Crooks, that's all.

Ever since we went off the gold standard...

Nixon was framed,

and they're trying to frame you too, Tony.

Best president

in the history of this country.

Judy, what is going on in there?

Can we get some... - Trying to get a fair shake!

...less provocative people calling in?

These are the least provocative calls.

Everybody else wants him to kill Dick.

What's your question, honey?

Uh, okay, um...

I believe we have time for one more call.

Uh, caller, go ahead, you're on the air.

I just wanted to say, um,

my husband got laid off from the Carrier plant in '73,

and we were a year behind on our payments to Meridian,

and... and my husband had a nervous breakdown.

I came home, and I found him.

Thankfully, he was all right, but I almost lost him.

Well, I'm very sorry to hear that, ma'am.

And even at our lowest,

Meridian gave us 30 days, or they'd foreclose.

Tony, I'd like to set up a legal fund for you.

I really would.

Thank you, ma'am, but you keep your money.

I'm gonna get what's owed to me.

Just like the people said.

I hope you do.

We're all behind ya.

Well, why don't we, uh, leave it right there?

That's the end of the hour for me.

Thank you for your calls.

Tony, thank you for your time.

{Tony] Thank you, Fred.

This is WIBC Radio. I'm Fred Heckman.

Next up is Ben Hairston. Stay tuned.

Over and out.

Well, we learned a lot.

The negotiation committee's meeting.

Well done on the call-in. That could've gone very badly.

Give Tony another couple hours, he'll be signing autographs.

Well, it's human nature to admire Tony.

A power fantasy for people

who wouldn't be able to do it themselves.

Who hasn't imagined killing their boss?

Yeah, I love hot sandwiches.

How is that relevant?

Let's make this fast. I gotta get back to Crestwood.

Uh, Mr. Heckman, I don't think you...

Yes, yes. Fred is off the record.

Before we start,

I'd like to get clear on what we're talking about here.

Well, you and your surfboarding boss

are going to offer my client immunity.

Are you really his lawyers?

Oh, what would you mean by that?

- I think you know what I mean. - I don't.

Christ, John,

your client's got a gun to a man's head.

I want to know if you're gonna help us end this.

How dare you, sir?

The right to fair and zealous counsel

is inalienable,

regardless of what Mr. Kiritsis may or may not have done.

If you think for one second that his lawyers

are gonna act as anything other than honest counsel,

think again!

If you truly want to end this,

you will grant my client complete criminal immunity.

All right. D.A. Kelley...

Who is currently slathered in suntan oil.

He's at a conference!

Allegedly.

Kelley has authorized us

to negotiate an immunity deal for Mr. Kiritsis.

The whole kit and kaboodle?

Full immunity.

There's no precedent for this, correct?

I mean, during Attica,

Rockefeller was never gonna accept the demands for amnesty.

That's because they'd already killed a guard.

Mr. Kiritsis hasn't hijacked a plane.

He hasn't shot a police officer.

He's proceeded with remarkable caution.

Well, aren't you worried about the precedent that this sets?

I mean, are we really saying

that someone could just take somebody hostage,

and wire their apartment to blow to smithereens,

and they just walk away scot-free?

It's common for criminals to...

- Alleged criminals! - ...strike plea deals

utilized at the government's discretion

to avert greater wrongs,

in this case, the death of Mr. Hall.

The priority is getting the hostage out safely.

- Exactly. - Yes.

And you're okay with this?

Don't look at me. These aren't my monkeys.

We've got one shot at this, gentlemen,

so whatever deal you work out,

Tony needs to feel like it's his choice.

Okay. I'll call Tony.

You guys get going on the particulars.

We'll start red-lining the document.

Sorry, what document?

The document I sent over last night, yes?

Uh... Tony's demands?

They offering immunity?

I was off the record.

Uh...

Yeah, I know that look.

Yeah?

Follow your instincts.

And if I do figure it out,

who decides if it airs, you or McNally?

All right, then.

Mr. Heckman? My name is Ben Hairston from WIBC.

I don't have time for this.

As an active member of the negotiating committee,

what can you tell us about...

Stop it! What is it you're doing?

Well, if you're not a journalist, you're a source!

Look, I made a judgment call last night, okay?

That's what I get paid to do.

I won't apologize

for prioritizing a man's life over a story.

Last chance.

Mr. Heckman, what can you tell us

about immunity negotiations?

No comment.

And how do you spell that?

S-N-I... D-E-R.

Uh, I will ask him.

Yeah, you got it. Fred?

Uh, one of the Purdue students

who was suspended for the sit-in,

he's open to an interview

as long as you call him before 6:00.

Ah. Okay, thank you.

Uh, Fred?

Mr. Heckman?

Ben Hairston.

Oh! Right. Uh, yes. Nice to meet you.

You were the guy that did the stint in Anchorage?

No.

Uh... okay.

Uh, well, come on in anyway.

If President Hovde calls, uh, you let me know?

Yep.

Eight months at the Observer, six months in Kansas City.

My broad array of experience

has prepared me to fit into any newsroom.

Yeah, I know Goodman at the Observer.

I'm surprised you lasted eight months.

He's one of those rarified dicks

that you hope never has to save you from drowning.

Uh, well, let's just say that I...

kept a spare life vest in my desk drawer.

Say, that Purdue student earlier,

were they part of the group

that was arrested for protesting the R.O.T.C.?

No comment. How'd you land an interview

with the head of a Maoist Communist brigade in Chicago?

Oh, well, have you ever met a Maoist Communist?

The trouble's not getting the interview.

It's getting those fellas to shut up.

I get people to talk

because I work the phones like no one else,

and I won't settle until I get the story right.

I think you're overqualified.

I mean, why would you want to go

from writing 10,000-word exposés

to writing 500 words of copy?

I believe to be a great reporter,

you have to question authority

and never take "no" for an answer,

and for someone...

like myself...

All I care about is getting the story right...

and killing to get it before anyone else.

At the Black student rally last night,

a Purdue faculty member

was passing around a petition to boycott

if any of the sit-in students were expelled.

75 tenured faculty signed it.

I have a line on three of those professors.

When can you start?

Uh, it's gotta be absolute.

Well, we're working on it, Tony.

You hear that, Dick?

They're giving me immunity.

Turn that frown upside-down, pal.

You put a clause in there about, uh, no psychiatrists?

Affirmative. No shrinks.

Hey, how's Dick?

How's Dick?

Same as the last 90 times everyone asked.

First time in his life he didn't sleep on satin sheets.

Tell 'em how you're doing, Dic!

I'm doing fine.

Little Lord Fauntleroy's being bitchy.

I got food and water.

I'm fine.

Basically, a catered affair up here.

Well, that's good to hear.

- Yeah. - And how are you?

Are you getting rest? Are you...

Oh, fuck, no. Don't matter.

Tell 'em to hurry up.

All right. I'm doing the best I can.

Yeah, I know.

All right. Stay in touch.

Let me ask you a question.

What's the worst part about eating at a steakhouse?

I don't know.

Well, guess.

I mean, if-if... you're really asking...

It's the judgment.

You can't get a nice steak

without some waiter looking down his nose at you

for not wearing a goddamn tie.

Well...

None of that at Magdelena's.

Do some math for me.

I want you to figure out how much I would've made

if you and M.L. hadn't screwed me over.

Figure, uh...

Magdelena's does three years of business, right?

You got a... filet mignon's nine bucks.

Uh, uh, appetizer's four.

Bottle of wine's 12.

That comes to about 45 bucks a table.

Uh, 20 tables.

Three turnovers a night, six days a week.

That'll get you gross,

and then you gotta subtract materials,

and, uh, payroll for a dozen employees,

state and federal tax.

That'll get you net.

So does a madman ask for net?

Or does he ask for gross?

He asks for gross.

That's right.

You figure out a number,

and we'll see how much to ask your family for.

What do you think your life's worth?

You can't put a number on a life.

Well...

You're an actuary, Dick.

Putting a number on a human life is your job!

We have confirmed

that Mr. Hall made it through the night.

Oh!

There's no indication

that he's being mistreated.

Uh, mistreated?

I basically rolled out the red carpet for him.

Uh, no. We do not have any timetable

for Mr. Hall's release,

but we will update you all...

What about Mr. Kiritsis?

Nobody's asking about him!

He had to pull out a shotgun for anyone to notice!

- Hey, Tony? - What?

People do care about you, Tony.

Oh yeah?

Any other questions?

Pick a high number, Dick.

Your life's gotta be worth a lot.

Oh, shit.

...Gallagher giving an update

on the ongoing hostage crisis...

Don't scratch that menu!

They're asking for you in the conference room.

Midday meeting's not till noon.

Sorry.

Oh, afternoon, Fred.

What's going on?

Uh, look. Uh...

if the past 24 hours have shown us anything,

it's that you are one of a kind.

Uh, your work is good. Your numbers are good.

You are the face of IBC.

Yeah, but, uh... ahem.

Everyone seems to think...

...that, uh...

Well, Ben, you-you had a...

a really great way of phrasing it.

Um...

You're not a neutral observer anymore, Fred.

I mean, you've been put in an impossible situation,

and we can all respect that,

but our first responsibility here has to be to the news,

and we think that it would be

in the best interest of the station

for you to step down as News Director

until this is all over.

It's just a temporary measure

to avoid any whiff of impropriety.

You're still the anchor.

You're still the voice of IBC.

Ahem. You just won't be... included in the news meetings.

Who's gonna replace me?

I will be Acting News Director.

Huh. What if I say no?

What if I say let me keep doing my job

or you can explain to everybody why you fired Fred Heckman

in the middle of the biggest news story

in the history of Indianapolis?

Then we walk.

Just trying to avert disaster here, Fred.

Any whiff of impropriety...

You all agree to this?

Well, we discussed it, and we thought that...

I would like to hear it from my staff.

Sorry, Fred.

It's what's best for the station.

Ginny?

I think that the old you

would say that if a man with a gun

wants to tell us what to report,

he should come here himself.

You know what I always say?

When you go to the track,

you put the money you're gonna bet with

in your right pocket,

nothing in your left pocket,

and if at the end of the races, both pockets are empty,

you break even.

Yeah.

Uh, Mr. Fairbanks, who is your biggest fan,

also agrees.

There's just so much scrutiny now

that any whiff of impropriety,

Will you stop saying "whiff of impropriety," please?

You understand why it has to be like this.

I would've appreciated the opportunity

to make this decision myself.

I'm sorry, Fred.

It's time for us to have the midday meeting.

Thanks, Ricky.

Mr. Kiritsis?

Ah.

Special Agent Cormac McNally. We spoke on the phone.

How's he doing?

He's about to be much better.

Yeah.

I got a friend of a friend,

he's clearing $800,000 a year,

and he's gonna open up the bar.

He figures that'll be about one, one point...

That's lamb moussaka.

Can you smell that?

I'd swear I'd died and gone to Heaven,

but you're still here.

Tony?

It's me!

Jimmie?

How you doing, aderfe mou?

I'm good, Jimmie!

Sorry about all this!

I hate that you had to come up here.

No. No, I'm-I'm...

Hey, I'm sorry it took me so long.

No, you got the campaign, and...

Aw, shit, the campaign.

How are the buttons moving?

Yeah, don't worry about me, Tone.

Hey, ah...

how you set for food?

Thought a taste of home might do you good.

You put sugar in the kima?

Yeah!

Just like Mom.

They didn't put you up to this?

This isn't some kind of trap?

No, Tone! 'Course not.

All right.

Yeah?

Hang on!

Oh, okay.

I'm putting the food down.

It's okay?

Yeah. Jimmie, Wait, hang on!

Yeah?

My hands are sweaty, Jimmie.

Ah. Okay.

You go share that with the boys downstairs, Jimmie.

Tell 'em I can't come out until I...

until I get what I'm owed.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

Okay, Tone.

Hey. You're home early.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, status quo. Have you seen my gloves?

Um, they should be in the trunk.

Well, they should be in my pockets,

but they're not, and it...

Sorry.

I-I already looked in there.

I heard you come in last night.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

Yeah, I wasn't sleeping either.

I need you to talk to Ibby again.

I'm not her friend, Fred.

I'm just the woman who's...

She's a very private person,

and I don't know

that I'm comfortable intruding on her again.

We are right at the finish line here, Barb,

and McNally says...

McNally says what?

If you need me to do it, I'll do it.

Thank you.

Oh...

I always heard

you weren't supposed to prune in the winter.

Um... it's easier to reshape when the stems are bare.

That way, she won't waste energy growing new leaves.

How interesting.

The new fence is awfully tall!

You said it would have a trellis for the top two feet.

Oh, Barb... good fences make good neighbors.

I'm worried about six feet of shade

starving my roses.

Well, you'll still get plenty of good sun.

Yes, but just not eight hours of direct light,

which the roses need to survive.

Well, then I will pray for a miracle

that there will be enough light to go around.

Always a pleasure.

Yes. What? Hello?

Hi, Ibby. It's Barb.

Uh, Barbara Heckman.

I, um, I wanted to see how you were doing.

Well, Jenny has a Cheerio stuck in her ear,

there's a photographer outside who, for whatever reason,

keeps telling me to flash him a smile,

and an hour ago, someone called the house

and told me they hoped Dick gets his head blown off.

How are you?

That's awful, Ibby. I'm sorry.

You don't have to keep telling me you're sorry.

Look, I was wondering

if you were up for another call with Dick.

If that's all right.

So you're in charge of handling me, is that it?

No, I just... you know, if you needed...

Oh, Barb, I... I don't need support

or casseroles or prying eyes.

I need this to be done.

You can tell that to Fred and the cops

and whoever else keeps trotting you out.

I really have to go.

Thanks for the call.

Jesus.

Woo!

Hey. Hi there. Jimmie for Sheriff.

Yeah, take a pen here. Jimmie for Sheriff.

Please, can you tell anyone you know in Plainview?

Oh! And get some moussaka, 'cause it's gonna go bad.

We don't want that.

Excuse me, sir. Are you Jimmie Kiritsis?

I am.

Do you have any comment on reports

that your brother once held his own sister hostage?

What's that?

There's a report tomorrow morning

running in the Indy Star.

Do you have any comment about when your brother

held your sister Effie hostage for money?

That's a family matter!

That has nothin' to do with any of this!

You all want to make my brother out to be evil,

but Tony is a good man who was pushed too far.

Now, and stories sayin' otherwise,

well, they're complete fabrications.

That's right, Jimmie! That's right!

...a situation that you don't know anything about.

Aah, fuck you!

You're turning people against each other.

You're taking something that's just not true,

flat-out lies, and I won't have it!

Hello?

Tony, it's me.

Jimmie, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I know you wanna be Sheriff,

and that this is... this is gonna hurt your chances.

No, it's okay, Tony.

Okay, listen to me.

No clouds, okay?

Huh? No clouds.

Tony. Tone... Tony? Listen to me.

...but Tony is a good man who was pushed too far.

Listen, Tony...

Do you have any comment about when

your brother held your sister Effie

hostage for money?

You all wanna make my brother...

Tony? Okay, listen to me.

It's gonna be okay.

No clouds, okay?

Tony. Tone... Tony?

No clouds.

Jimmie, they're playing dirty.

Tony, listen to me.

No, no, no, no.

It's gonna be okay.

No, it's not. Jimmie...

They're playing dirty.

It's gonna be okay.

No, it's not.

Listen, you tell Fred Heckman I have some final thoughts.

Adio.

...for the 5:00 hour, I'm Ben Hairston.

Our top story remains

the crisis unfolding in Crestwood apartments,

a tense situation with a flurry of activity

without developments that are concrete.

This is a part of the problem...

Grab one of that shit.

Hey!

What are you doing?

It's the most trusted man on the radio!

What do you think you're doing, huh?

What's wrong with you?

Stealing from people during a hostage crisis?

Come on! People's lives are at stake here.

Do you not understand that,

or are you too goddamn stupid?

You're Ritchie's dad, right?

How do you know him?

I-I don't, really. I just... I know Amy.

Jesus. Give... Give me this.

Get outta here! Go home.

You're needed downstairs.

Yeah.

44-year-old Anthony Kiritsis

shackled a sawed-off shotgun with tape and wire

to the back of Meridian president Richard Hall's head,

marched him through the streets of downtown

past police officers and onlookers, and then...

Dicky boy missed his chance!

A swing and a miss!

Fred, this is Jimmie Kiritsis.

Oh, hi. Nice to meet you.

Hey. Oh, Tony just loves you, Mr. Heckman.

Thanks for what you've been doing.

Tell Fred what you told me.

All right. Well...

you see, Tony's, um...

he's getting cloudy.

I'm sorry, cloudy?

Since he was a kid, he gets these moods

where it's like clouds gathering, you know?

And he withdraws.

Used to be

he wouldn't leave his room for weeks.

He says he wants to go on the air

and share some final thoughts.

Despondency is death, Fred.

You've gotta keep him up.

Uh... yeah, sure. Sure.

Whatever happens, keep him happy.

- Yeah, right. - Focus on the good things.

All right, yeah.

Ask him about Jimmie and the food.

Ask him about the steakhouse.

Okay. Okay.

And don't lean too hard on the table.

It's pretty flimsy.

Okay. Jesus.

Okay. He's ready.

...will impact Mr. Kiritsis's demand for immunity,

but as the crisis ticks into its 33rd hour,

just how remains to be seen.

We're going to go now to Fred Heckman,

who's standing by. Fred?

Thank you, Ben.

Uh, this is Fred Heckman.

I've just, uh... I've just heard from Tony Kiritsis,

who has a... a request.

He wants to share some, uh... thoughts.

Uh, Tony, are you... are you there?

You know, the saddest thing is...

I honestly thought

that if people knew

what this man and his family did to me,

if only they knew...

they'd demand it be made right.

But I was wrong.

Hold on a minute there, Tony.

I mean, you and I were both listening when, uh,

when people were calling in

and telling you how much they were behind you.

So what?

You know, a lot of people said a lot of nice things about me,

but that saddens me, 'cause...

I'm gonna be a marked man for the rest of my days,

if I live another week or a hundred years.

I saw out front, I saw on TV,

they got a stand that says, "I heart Dick" shirts.

People just waiting to see me die!

Now, now, Tony,

I'm gonna have to fact-check you there.

I am a journalist here.

The reason you saw all those "I heart Dick" shirts

is simply because the "Free Tony" shirts

had all sold out by breakfast.

Your lawyers are working as we speak

on your immunity agreement, okay?

You know what it's like to be onstage.

I'm fuckin' naked up here.

You know, everyone wants to see you dance.

I've been dancing for my whole life,

and I'm done. I'm done.

What... now, what about your brother Jimmie, Tony?

What about your brother?

What did it... what did it feel like to see him?

Well, you know, I was the best man at his wedding,

and what have I given him in thanks?

Nothin'.

Been a fucking liability.

Oh, hold on a minute, Tony.

Now, I've just spoken to Jimmie, just now,

and let me tell you, there is not a man alive

who is more proud of his little brother

than your brother Jimmie, okay?

He was telling me

how he can't wait to take his kids

to the Magdalena's Steakhouse.

Ah, that's a fucking pipe dream.

There are so many people here,

me, Jimmie, all your supporters,

all of us,

who all want you to hold on to hope.

Oh, shit. You know what you...

Hope is bullshit. Shit!

I learned... I learned that, I learned that lesson

like the way I learned every other lesson in my life.

I learned them the hard way.

I was 20 years old when I watched my mother die,

and I stood above her casket,

and I made a blood oath on her grave

that I would look after my family,

even though they cheated and lied to me,

and I spent the next 20 years praying,

and that got me nowhere.

Fred, I don't wanna die.

Partly because I've never lived,

but also just 'cause I know nothing comes afterwards.

Just one long dark.

Well, Tony, I-I... I understand you. I-I...

I know what you're going through here.

You don't know what it feels like, Fred.

No, you don't.

You got it so good.

You know, you do the news and everyone loves ya,

and then you go home every night happy.

You don't know anything about me, Tony.

Exactly!

You talk to me in the same calm voice

that you do everyone else,

then, once I'm gone, you're gonna be,

you're gonna go on to your next story,

and then you just, you go home to your wife and kids.

You'll never know what it's like to be without hope.

To be without hope!

I lost a daughter, Tony.

I didn't know that, Fred.

Yeah, well...

I know that you... you don't abandon hope

without hope abandoning you first,

that's for sure.

My wife, uh...

...throughout her whole pregnancy,

was knitting... knitting a blanket.

Forest-green yarn with a...

with a moss-green stitch on it.

Beautiful.

Pretty much the only sound you heard in our house

for nine months

was the clacking of knitting needles.

We had hope.

We had hope coming out of our ears.

Patricia was 11 weeks old and two days,

and we buried her in that blanket.

So I thought there's either no God,

or there is a God, and he chose to do this.

And I'd rather believe in no God,

so I stopped going to church, I stopped praying,

I stopped doing pretty much of everything. We both did.

And if you would've told me

there was someone I could've pulled a gun on

and gotten my revenge,

I promise you, boy, I would've taken it.

But instead...

Instead,

I talk to little Patricia. I talk to her.

I-I...

...talk to her all the time, every day.

Until soon, I realized, what I realized was...

I was... I was praying to her.

I knew... I knew she was out there somewhere,

and so, then, my prayers...

they grew. They grew larger.

Until after a while,

I realized that I was... I was praying to God, Tony.

My little girl had led me right back to God.

Now, I'm not trying to just tell you that, uh,

that my journey and your journey are the same,

but I am telling you

that I understand what it feels like

to feel so cold

that you'll never feel warm again.

But you will, Tony. You will.

I talk to my mother... Magdelena.

She's an angel, just like your little girl.

Yes, sir.

They're both up there, Tony.

They're both up there looking down on us.

What do you think your mom...

What do you think your mom wants?

She'd want me to live. Yeah.

I think so, too.

I think so, too,

so why don't you and I work together on this?

Make sure we get through this thing

safe and sound, huh? How's that?

Yeah. Let me call you back.

Let me call you back, all right?

All right, Tony. You call me.

Yeah, okay.

Thank you, Fred. Okay.

Uh, this is Fred Heckman, WIBC News... 1070.

Back to you, Ben.

Uh, that was...

Uh... that was

Fred Heckman and Tony Kiritsis.

We'll be back.

I'm sorry.

We don't talk about her.

We have never talked about her, Fred.

And now you have...

...to an entire city.

Your ride's here.