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♪ ♪

[truck horn blares and echoes
in distance]

Knox?

You there?

♪ ♪

[panting softly]

♪ ♪

[remote beeps]

[water dripping]

-[birds chirping]
-[insects trilling]

♪ ♪

[helicopter blades whirring
in distance]

[helicopter approaching]

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

MAN:
Richard?

[knocking]

Richard, I'm Don Sheppard.

I'm a producer at 60 Minutes.

Yeah, well,
how about you get lost.

I have nothing to say.

Look, I saw
your press conference.

I read what your lawyer wrote.

Richard, do you hear me?

I-I really want to talk
with you.

W
e
ll, I don't want to talk with
you.

I've heard it all before, sir.

You're just another lying
journalist like all the others.

You don't give a crap about me.
Thank you.

I-I don't blame you
for feeling this way.

I-I would, too, in your shoes.

But we're 60 Minutes.

We don't chase ratings,

a
n
d we don't go in for
sensationalism.

We just seek the truth.

Plain and simple.

Oh, yeah? What-what
do you think the truth is?

I don't know.

B
u
t I sure as hell want to find
out.

Don't you think
you should at least hear us out?

[insects trilling]

[insects trilling]

You can come on out.

I'm alone. Wasn't followed.

Thank God.

I do.
I-I truly thank God for you.

You can have that.

It's food and supplies.

Oh, man, I've been so hungry.

[chuckles softly]

I
k
eep thinking about you sending
the FBI running.

Whole lot of shit-stained BDUs
that day, huh?

W
e
ll, we showed them who owns
these woods,

and it ain't the Feds.

[chuckles]:
No.

But, you know, I...

I see this FBI chopper.

Keeps circling around real low

like they didn't get
the message.

H
e
y, if-if we got a .30-06 and a
whole bunch of ammo,

I bet we could bring that thing
right down from the sky.

Listen,

them folks been breaking
their backs on these mountains,

scratching out a living?

That's my family.

And I will fight for them
if need be

-'cause no one else will.
-Amen.

Well, taking down
an FBI chopper?

That gets my family killed.

I won't allow that.

You understand me?

No, you're right.

Thank you.

Thou shalt not kill.

I believe that.

And even though I saved
hundreds of unborn lives,

I still have nightmares
about that cop in Alabama.

I don't want any more blood
on my conscience.

I-I... I don't even have
a squirrel rifle.

I may talk big,
but I'm just a sitting duck.

And that's why...

I
a
sked you for that map of all
the FBI positions.

I
n
eed to know where they are and
when so I can avoid them.

[sighs]

All right, let's take a look.

Hold this.

Now... FBI base is here.

-It's big.
-Yeah.

N
o
w, we Regulators essentially
control

the entire interior
of the forest.

FBI?

They have the whole thing
surrounded, so you can't escape.

-They're basically
bringing in an army.
-Mm.

So we need to be real careful

until I can implement
your exfil.

What exfil?

Well, it's just
in the planning phase,

but I'm working
to get you past the FBI cordon

and out of these woods safely.

Huh.

The best thing
for this community

is gonna be for you
to quietly disappear.

That way, folks can
go back to living

their normal, quiet lives,
and you...

can go back
to saving them babies.

Everyone wins.

Now, your mission...

is to stay away.

You so much as see
an FBI patrol,

you have failed.

Do you copy me?

Yes, sir.
Loud and clear.

Okay.

Thank you.

You be safe.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[rope creaks]

♪ ♪

[chatter in distance]

[indistinct chatter]

Open the gate.

[indistinct
police radio chatter]

[indistinct police
radio chatter continues]

All right, where are we?

Sir, now that we have
the firepower,

the plan is to start moving
back into the woods in force.

We establish
rolling command posts,

take back the forest
acre by acre.

If the militia resist,
we hit back, hard.

Drive then deeper
into the woods.

MAN: We expect
the militia to concentrate

i
n
The Regulators' fortified
compound.

Once we locate the compound,

we'll surround it,
flush 'em out.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but this plan,

occupying the woods,
acre by acre,

seems like it can only lead
to a protracted war.

Frankly, sir, you're already
at war with the militia.

This is a plan
to start winning the war.

If John Gray is sheltered
in a fortified compound

and there's a siege,

how does that not end up
like another Waco?

Let me think about it.

Copy.

W
a
ging war against American
civilians?

People who had nothing to do
with Rudolph's bombs?

That's not why
I joined the FBI.

You got a better plan,
I'm all ears, Jack.

But we both know

Louis Freeh didn't send you
an army for you not to use it.

♪ ♪

[quietly imitates gunshot]

♪ ♪

[chickens clucking]

[grunts]

Come here.

-Come here. Come here.
-[chickens clucking]

Come here.

[door closes]

♪ ♪

[gunshot]

[grunts]

Goddamn it.

[grunts]

Goddamn... it.

[Rudolph hoots, chuckles]

[Rudolph pants]

Oh, give you a hand?

-Obliged.
-Oh, happy to help.

[both grunting]

Y
o
u live out here all by yourself?

Pretty much.

Just me and my brother.

[both grunting]

You're pretty cut off here, huh?

Yup. Like it that way.

Yeah, of the same mind myself.

Go on.

[sniffs]

Yeah, folks fly in here
from New York

just to find some peace,
then fly back out a week later.

Dumbest thing I ever heard of.

You build that thing?

Yes, sir.

-Nantahala Harley.
-[chuckles]

It run?

Yes, sir.

Some folks got a '57 Chevy.

I got me a $57 Chevy.

[laughs]

[door creaking]

What's wrong with him?

Cancer.

My brother Guthrie.

♪ ♪

You got cancer?

Yeah, my daddy died of cancer.

What're these here?

These doing anything for you?

[weakly]:
No.

No, of course not.

The government allows you
to have these

'cause they know
it won't do nothing.

They know
if we're healthy and strong,

we wouldn't put up
with their New World Order shit.

You ever hear of Laetrile?

Heard about it.

Yeah.

It's made from apricot pits.

Couple injections of that stuff,
and the tumors are gone.

Laetrile would have cured
my daddy's cancer in a week.

But the FDA and the federal
government wouldn't allow it.

That's why he died.

You in pain?

Well, I got something else

the government
don't want us to have.

God bless you, sir.

Here.

-[insects trilling]
-[food sizzling]

DAUBERT:
We tried living in town

some years back.

Didn't take.

Weren't for us.

No, sir.

Their rules, man.

Yeah, you think Murphy is bad.

I been to New York City.

[laughs]:
Shit.

I look at those people.

I'm looking down on them,
and I see ants.

You know, just little tiny ants
running around,

following their rules

and obeying their pheromones,
you know?

Carrying around
some little crumb

like it's the be-all-end-all,

when it's just a crumb
and you're an ant.

A
n
d if I reached down and I
squashed you...

...the universe
wouldn't give a shit.

Huh.

[wolves howling in distance]

Mm.

And on the other hand,

you put your finger
in the anthill...

you watch 'em all
run around like crazy

because God himself
just blasted their world.

Yeah.

That's something, huh?

Yes, sir.

GUTHRIE:
Ain't it nice to have company?

We don't see nobody.

You're the first soul we've seen
up here in six months.

-GUTHRIE: Six or eight.
-Yeah.

-God's honest truth.
-Huh.

You ever go down to town?
Down Murphy?

Every few months, I got
to go get his pills for him.

Get a few things
from the Walmart, too.

What, you take the Harley?

It can carry
a load back up here?

-Sure can.
-Yeah?

[chuckles softly]

That baby,

if I had the mind to patent it,
I'd make a fortune.

People-- they'd be lined up,
throwing money at me.

If I cared to.

You're full of shit, Daubert.

Well, I sure am glad
to know you both.

I hope we can do this again
real soon.

[guitar playing gently]

♪ As I was walking all alane ♪

♪ I saw twa corbies
making main ♪

♪ Unto the other did say-o ♪

♪
W
here shall we gag and dine
today-o? ♪

♪ Where shall we
gag and dine today? ♪

[chickens clucking]

See that one there?

That one's Eric.

No way. The big one?

-Yup.
-You named him after me?

Yes, sir.

-[chuckles]
-That gobbler,

he knows what's going on.

He knows.

♪ Oh, that rattlesnake
taste mighty fine ♪

♪
W
ith a little sip of blackberry
wine ♪

♪ But right now his mama's
cooking sure would taste good ♪

♪ You better run, Rudolph, run ♪

♪ Run, Rudolph, run ♪

♪ Or the FBI's a-gonna
shoot you with their gun. ♪

[guitar continues playing]

How'd you figure it out?

I may not be the sharpest tool,

but I can still put a few twos
together now and then.

That change things?

[guitar stops playing]

Hell no.

You're a goddamn hero.

I'm honored
that you're here with us.

Now, guys like us,
who stand up for our beliefs,

we got to stick together.

-Amen, brother.
-Amen.

Now, you ain't gonna go around
telling people you met me?

-
Be careless, get me killed?
-
You know what side I'm on.

And you know I'm no braggart.

Well, good.

I got a question for you.

All that talk about taking
the Harley down to Walmart...

You just tell me what you need.

[chuckles softly]

[engine roaring]

♪ ♪

[mutters]

[inhales deeply]

Thank you.

I'm getting worried about
your brother.

He should be back by now.

No, i-it takes
a spell coming back.

He's only got the sledge.

Can't go so fast with cargo.

[vehicle approaching]

♪ ♪

R
U
DOLPH: Daubert.

Hey.

Mission accomplished.

You get it all?
Everything on the list?

Every last thing.

All right.

-They had a sale on Mentos.
-[chuckles softly]

S
o
I grabbed them if you want some.

-Mixed berry.
-Tell you what.

You keep those Mentos
for yourself.

You earned them.

Oh.

Lookee here.

[chuckles]
Ain't it somethin'?

I thought you'd get a laugh
out of it.

They're all over the place.

You look like Christ himself
on there.

Now, you were careful
when you took that, right?

Sure was. I grabbed it
right off a telephone pole.

Yeah.

Sure is a shit-ton of zeroes,
ain't it?

Those scumbags think
they can buy our loyalty.

Not for all the zeroes
in the world.

Thank you.

You did great.

-[birds chirping]
-[insects trilling]

What were those? Gunshots, man?

♪ ♪

Eric?

Oh.

Daubert shot himself.

What?

Why?

Well, he killed himself
out of grief.

'Cause you died.

You're joking.

Oh, shit, man.

Don't scare me like that.

You're joking, right?

Eric.

Please.

It's me.

You know me.

Please?

[panting]:
Whatever you want, just tell me.

You can have it.

What I want?

You're giving it to me
right now.

This is it.

I'm not an ant.

Eric, I-I'm Guthrie.

I'm not an ant.

Well, depends on
your perspective, don't it?

-[panting]
-Oh.

You can go to church
your whole life

-and never feel like this.
-[grunting]

Like God himself.

"The Lord giveth,

and the Lord taketh away."

[grunting]

It'd be better if you weren't
such a goddamn cripple.

But, oh, well.

[muffled grunting]

[birds chirping]

-[birds chirping]
-[insects trilling]

♪ ♪

[whistling "Run Rudolph Run"]

[horns honking]

Sorry.

Wow, look at it.

Y
e
ah, don't let it get to your
head.

We're here to say
thank you for the offer,

but no way
are we going on 60 Minutes

u
n
less we control every single
shot.

-You hear me?
-Yeah, but wow.

All right, come on.

Yeah. Yeah.

MIKE:
Gentlemen.

Mr. Wallace.
It's a pleasure, sir.

The pleasure's mine.

Watson Bryant.
Pleasure, Mr. Wallace.

Thank you.

[clears throat]

What are you looking for
from us, exactly?

We don't give you
the questions in advance.

We don't tell you
what we're going to cover.

You either
do the interview or not.

Our house, our rules.

What we're looking for,
Mr. Wallace,

is something that tells us
that you've done your homework.

That you're looking beyond
the goddamn fictional bullshit

of the FBI or the other media.

This is 60 Minutes,

the most respected news program
in America.

And CNN is CNN
and Tom Brokaw is Tom Brokaw,

but so far they've all
just been parroting

the other newspapers or the FBI.

S
o
you'll excuse me if I ask for
something more concrete.

We've read your dossier
from the press conference,

very carefully.

But we had our own independent
investigators go to the park

to conduct their research.

What did they find?

We also researched the FBI,
into everything it found

and how they conducted
their investigation.

And our research into you.

Your history, your work history,
your criminal history.

Everything.

So if you're looking
for reassurance

that we've done our homework,
we've done our homework.

But if you're looking
for reassurance

that we're going to proclaim
your innocence on air...

...that's not what happens.

Well, Mr. Wallace,
your producers were...

My only loyalty rests
with my 15 million viewers.

What my viewers want,
what they expect from us,

is excellent journalism.

What they want,
what they expect,

is to see Richard
get eviscerated on air.

I mean, that's the whole reason
that you're asking us

to do this,
because the whole nation

will tune in to see
Richard Jewell the Bomber

take a nosedive off a cliff
on national TV.

Yes, and?

And...

is he gonna splat?

Or is his parachute gonna open?

I'm not sure.

That depends on the facts.

We ask the tough questions
and let that speak for itself.

So, yes, you're jumping
off a cliff.

And your parachute
may or may not open.

You might be exonerated
in front of the entire world.

Or you might splat.

T
h
at's the rules of the game here.

Can't handle them?

Don't play.

So, there you go.

We take this as a lesson,
and we shop around.

We find somewhere else
that'll give us a big exclusive

and tell it from our side.

This is what we've been
looking for from the beginning.

Journalist whose only loyalty
is to the truth.

That's why people listen to him.

But they very well could be
listening to him

saying you're guilty.

And if that happens,

on 60 Minutes...

...it'll be forever.

So, what do you want to do?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[quiet chatter]

Hi, Richard.

-Thank you.
-[quiet chatter continues]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

MIKE:
People say you're a fat,
failed security guard

who lives with his mother.

Is that accurate?

It's unkind but true.

P
e
ople also say that you're the
man who built, planted

and detonated that bomb
in Centennial Olympic Park.

Are you?

-No, I am not.
-Oh, come on, Richard.

We know you were
overzealous, aggressive,

even dangerous
at Piedmont College.

We know you were arrested
for impersonating an officer.

We know you were desperate
for a job, to be a hero,

to prove yourself to all
the law enforcement in the park.

The FBI has evidence
that you told a friend

that you were gonna be "right
in the middle of that big mess."

And they have evidence
that you pursued

specialized explosives training.

That you owned a green backpack

like the one
used in the bombing.

Do you deny any of that?

No, sir, I do not.

And you're telling us that
it's just a huge coincidence

that you happened to find a bomb

through some sort of
sixth sense on that night?

Doesn't it seem
far-fetched to you?

And doesn't it seem
more reasonable to believe

that you placed the bomb there

so you could find it
and become a hero?

-[sighs]
-Because that seems
a lot more plausible to me.

He just put his head in the
goddamn noose. We are screwed.

I know it's hard
for many people to believe

that someone who looks like me,

someone who, um,
hadn't been successful in life,

someone who's, uh, lower-class

and has made a lot of mistakes
in his life could be a hero.

One of the things
I've discovered about people,

about prejudice,
is that it's somehow easier

to look at me and imagine
that I'm a villain.

But I say to you today,

and I say to law enforcement,

and to everyone
who will watch this:

look beyond appearances
before you judge.

Look inside my heart.

You will see
that I'm an honorable man.

Look at the facts,

and you'll see
that I'm an innocent man.

You tell him,
you beautiful sack of shit!

MIKE:
"An innocent man."

Well, that's not what
the journalists are saying.

And that's not what

the Federal Bureau
of Investigation is saying.

Let me show you this.

Headline after headline.

They can't all be untrue.

They can be and they are.

The media wanted
a dramatic headline

to sell papers,
so they created one.

You're saying that
the entire media establishment,

everyone from
the Atlanta
Journal-Constitution

to CNN to CBS News itself

is placing sensationalism

over truth?

That the FBI,

the most respected law
enforcement bureau in the world,

is, what, lying?

Or just wrong?

The FBI wanted to look good.

They wanted to... to look
strong and effective

and give everyone the impression
that they were safe.

"We got our man,
and we got him quickly."

So they leaked my name
to the press.

They colluded with the media,

a
n
d everyone got what they wanted,

even if it meant telling a lie

and destroying
an innocent man's life.

You claim that the FBI's
own timeline

essentially eliminates you
as a suspect.

That you could neither
have placed the bomb

nor made the 911 call
warning about the bomb.

♪ ♪

60 Minuteshas investigated
your claims independently.

And we've discovered
that not only

does the FBI's timeline

eliminate you as a suspect,

but the size and the nature
of the bomb itself

makes the FBI's theory

extremely improbable.

A
s
I've been saying from the
beginning,

I am an innocent man.

And you proved that, didn't you?

You went public with the facts
exonerating you.

Yes, sir.

You proved your innocence
beyond a doubt.

What was their reaction?

They didn't listen.

And they still haven't listened,
even though the facts indicate

t
h
at the real bomber is still out
there.

That is correct, sir.

It'll never end, sir.

Because the FBI
leaked your name.

-God.
-And the media valued
a good story or an easy...

[scoffs]

Why'd you join the FBI, Stacey?

Me?

Growing up in East Point,

t
h
e cops always looked like you.

And I wanted the little girls
in East Point

to be able to look at me
and see

there's someone
who looks like you.

Who's out there
trying to fix things,

trying to make things better.

Instead of just watching
while this bad shit happened

to good people and praying
you wouldn't be next.

What if we're the ones

doing bad shit to good people?

Remember when we were
questioning him?

The whole time we were
talking to him,

he was tying himself up
in knots trying to tell us

what he thought
we wanted to hear.

"Good boy syndrome,"
whatever you called it.

Yeah, so?

So what's your problem?

My problem is I'm tying myself
up in goddamn knots

trying to keep
from speaking the truth.

And I'd say I'm worried
we screwed over an innocent man.

We played politics.

G
o
t distracted by headlines, and
while we were doing that,

we let Rudolph off the hook
to run around

free to plan his next...

I'd say we compromised
our integrity.

The FBI's integrity.

A
n
d we're still compromising it
by sitting here doing nothing,

instead of making things right.

Seriously?

What if it's true?

You know the evidence
doesn't say that, Jack.

Some of it.

B
u
t what if we're only seeing the
evidence we want to see?

Okay, shit.

What's happening right now?

We still have that dossier
from Embry.

The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
was the first to report

-that you were a suspect.
-Thank you.

But not only that, they said

that you fit the profile
of a lone bomber,

a frustrated police wannabe

who wanted to become a hero.

Suggesting that you had planted the bomb there

so that you'd come off
as a hero.

RICHARD:
It's all a lie.

Whatever will sell

or keep the story in the news

is what they've been saying.

BARTENDER:
You want me to
turn it off, Kath?

-No, leave it.
-WALLACE:
The Journal also reported

i
n
vestigators believed Jewell
was the bomber

and that he had made
a 911 call about the bomb

before it exploded.

But Jewell's attorneys
later demonstrated

that the call was made
while Jewell

w
a s still inside Centennial Park.

The Journal
and reporter Kathy Scruggs

refused to back down,
even when their stories

were proven to be
demonstrably false.

Jewell has never been charged,

and has never been arrested.

B
u
t night and day, wherever he
goes,

-Excuse me.
-Jewell is followed
by the FBI.

When Jewell goes out
for a drive,

-the FBI is on his tail.
-Whoa.

Not just one agent,

but a whole FBI convoy.

-RICHARD:
I fought so hard to get here,
-Holy shit.

to get my story told.

-I've said this
all so many times
-This is it.

But nobody ever listened.

WALLACE:
Well, they're sure
listening now.

Because even in a world
where everybody's

selling stories,

the truth still matters.

Thank you
for helping me tell it.

RICHARD:
Thank you.

WALLACE:
The FBI has refused

to discuss its investigation,

refused to say whether

Jewell is still a suspect,

and refused
to discuss the leak.

A
n
d by the way, Mrs. Jewell says

the FBI has still
not returned her Tupperware

or her Disney tapes.

Thank you.

T
h
ank you. Thank you.

You know what?

-You know what?
-Yeah.

-Yeah? You feel that?
-[laughing] Yeah.

-You beautiful man. You did it.
-[laughing]

Y
o
u did it! You did it!

[both laughing]

Oh...

Come on, now.
God!

[both laughing]

-60 Minutes.
-[both laughing]

Yeah. There.

Uh-huh.

Oh, this is it.

Did you get my peat moss?

Oh...

The pruning shears?

[chuckles]

I'm sorry, honey.

What did you get at Walmart?

I bought a bomb.

This wasn't on the list.

You remember that
double helix wire--

we couldn't figure it out?
It's the backing on this

artificial wreath.
He used it as camouflage.

Every single one
of these components--

f
r
om Merry Christmas down to the
nails...

He bought his bomb at Walmart.

Just don't bring it
in the house.

Yeah.

Everything but the dynamite.

♪ ♪

Jack, this is
way above our pay grade.

You're seeing one tiny piece

of a very, very big puzzle.

There's got to be something
the leadership knows

that we don't.

Daddy knows best, huh?

We gather the pieces,
they do the puzzle.

Chain of command.
That's why it exists.

'Cause, yeah,
Daddy usually does know best.

All right.

But look at it like this.

If what's in this dossier--

i-if what Embry
told us is true--

Rudolph is obsessed
with law enforcement,

that he's playing God,
watching us, manipulating us,

manipulating the militiamen,
too, maybe. I...

If Embry's right,

it's not that we
trapped Rudolph in Nantahala.

He...

He trapped us.

♪ ♪