[NARRATOR] Previously on Fellow Travelers...
- [HAWK] Who do you belong to? - To Hawkins Fuller.
[FRANKIE] You miss the Senate beat.
Don't you know I'm supposed to be the Jackie Robinson of journalism?
[MR. MCLEOD] We've begun issuing summons
to those reported or suspected of homosexuality.
[COHN] I think the Army needs to be investigated.
And when we do, they won't dare to touch you.
We have unearthed espionage activity
at the Army's Fort Monmouth radar laboratories.
[JEAN] Has it occurred to you that the three men leading
the Christian crusade against communism
are all bachelors?
They've been saying all sorts of things about me.
Nothing sticks.
The Senator performed sodomy on me.
You need an AIDS test.
[NURSE] Okay. You can roll up your sleeve now.
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["JOY TO THE WORLD" PLAYING IN THE DISTANCE]
♪
[MADELINE GASPS]
Your coat, sir.
♪
[SANTA] Merry Christmas.
Ho, ho, ho!
[CONTINUE PLAYING "JOY TO THE WORLD"]
- [TIRES SCREECHING] - [THUDDING]
[ALL GASPING]
[MAN 1] Jesus Christ.
[DRIVER] He came out of nowhere.
- I couldn't do anything. - [MAN 1] Oh, my God.
[OFFICER 1] Please, folks. There's nothing you can do.
[OFFICER 2] Stay back, everyone.
[DRIVER] It wasn't my fault, I swear.
[TIM] We're talking about a governor
who supports the far right fascist Prop 64.
He's as passionate about his left wing politics
as he was about McCarthy.
[TIM] ... AIDS patients into quarantine or let us die.
Jerome. Hawk.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
[FRANKIE] ... like last year.
Making his right-wing voters happy.
They're worried these bills will give legal sanction to...
He lives with us. Former student.
Homeless when I met him.
You want a refill?
Oh, yeah, just diet soda.
I'm more or less sober.
Ain't that like being more or less pregnant?
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
- Come on. - [TIM] Which is neither.
They're just the louder voice.
[MARCUS] How are things going over there?
No, his sister gave me my marching orders.
He needs to rest, but he thinks he's leading a revolution.
Thanks.
Tim says you got tested.
- Did you hear? - Not yet.
[CAN OPENS]
I'm not worried.
That bullshit doesn't work anymore.
Go fuck yourself, my friend.
Watch your fucking language in my house.
Baby, I need you to run out and grab another 12 pack.
Everyone is staying to watch that bitch on 60 Minutes.
[MARCUS] Our old friend, Roy Cohn.
Mmm.
Love you, baby.
You're a changed man.
Jealous?
I'll go grab us some more beers.
[JEROME] ... the conservatives being as loud as they are.
[FRANKIE] Justifying every hateful thing they do
with the fucking Bible.
- Sorry. - Someone needs to be louder.
Someone who is on the right side of things.
[JEROME] Someone should go in there
- and get in old George's ear. - Oh, I'd be glad to.
[JEROME] Called the governor's office a dozen times.
[FRANKIE] But can we get in to actually see someone,
his chief of staff?
If he makes the appointment, we can.
What appointment am I making?
We're going to talk about it later.
[JEROME] We should draw up a list of demands.
Impetuous youth.
[JEROME] Minorities are the largest group affected by AIDS.
- [WOMAN] Right. - [TIM COUGHING]
[CONTINUES COUGHING]
[COHN] Yeah, I feel great.
I'm in total remission.
Liar.
Are you dying of AIDS?
- Well, no, I do not have AIDS. - [WOMAN] Come on.
[INTERVIEWER] You know why people ask?
[COHN] Sure. Of course.
[INTERVIEWER] They wanna know if you are a homosexual.
Anybody who knows me, the way my mind works,
would have an awfully hard time reconciling that
with any kind of homosexuality.
In other words, every facet of my personality,
my aggressiveness, my toughness,
is totally incompatible with anything homosexual.
[CHRISTMAS MUSIC]
[HAWK] That's a festive sweater, Miss Addison.
Thank you, Mr. Fuller.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
Come in.
Mr. Fuller, may I have a word
about this afternoon's meeting?
Please.
Did you find it? I put it in your desk.
Looks like I finally have a date with Mr. Right.
Or should I say Mr. Right-Wing?
Did Miss Addison see it?
She hadn't come in yet.
Do you think Morton knows?
No. The boss is always the last to know.
And they only tell them
if the subject is recommended for separation.
- When's the interview? - Tomorrow.
They don't waste time, do they?
Better get back out there.
Miss Johnson.
I appreciate what you did.
Chalk it up to the Christmas spirit.
They'll be watching you.
- Be careful. - Yeah.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
♪
Mr. Morton to see you.
- Fuller. - [HAWK] Sir.
About your report into the Fort Monmouth investigation,
my position hasn't changed.
With all due respect, sir,
McCarthy and Cohn have crossed a line.
What, going after engineers
doing honorable work for our nation's military?
I don't disagree with you,
but the department can't afford
to draw fire from McCarthy.
Not with the M Unit cleaning house.
We're understaffed, morale is low.
That's exactly why we need
to exert our position with more force.
We're under attack.
Don't rock the boat, Fuller.
You're doing well.
I see a foreign posting in your future.
Look, my car is waiting.
Change your mind about tonight.
- Well... - Just a little holiday soirée.
Just bureau heads and their wives,
if they have them.
Actually, sir, my schedule just cleared up.
- I can make it after all. - Terrific.
You know, Edna will be delighted.
I'm looking forward to it.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[DIALING]
♪
- [HELEN] Hello. - Hello, Helen.
Is Lucy home?
[BRIDGES] Congratulations on your nuptials, Joe.
I'm sure Jean will make you very happy.
She will. I just didn't understand
that once you're married, they're always around.
[ALL LAUGHING]
Stick around, son.
Keep the libations flowing.
'Tis the season.
You can trust him, fellas. A good Catholic boy.
[MUNDT] Joe, I got word last night
of a memo being prepared at the Pentagon by John Adams,
Army's legal counsel,
detailing all of Cohn's badgering on behalf of David Schine.
[BRIDGES] Ever since Schine was drafted,
Cohn has been demanding weekends off,
reduced basic training, even custom-made boots.
[MUNDT] There are details in this memo
that are disturbing, scandalous.
There are rumors of these two men being fairies.
[BRIDGES] There is a simple solution,
fire Roy.
Save yourself, save your cause.
[MUNDT] If you don't fire him, Joe,
this whole thing's going to have to be investigated,
maybe even in front of television cameras.
[MCCARTHY CHUCKLING]
You know, Roy graduated law school at 20,
sent two atomic spies to the electric chair at 25.
He's smarter and more useful
than any dozen of you senators put together.
The Army is pushing back on our investigations at Fort Monmouth.
The place is loaded with commies and queers,
and they don't want it exposed.
You're telling me to let them protect spies in their ranks?
What do you think, son?
I don't know, sir.
Only...
Go on. Don't be shy.
If Mr. Cohn was truly dedicated to your cause,
shouldn't he put aside any personal issue
to protect it?
He should.
And he will.
Or face the consequences.
Set up a meeting with Adams this week in New York.
I'm taking the missus to see Oklahoma!
You're coming.
♪ Dig that crazy Santa Claus ♪
♪ With his red suit on... ♪
[SCHINE] I need another weekend pass.
[COHN] Don't we have enough trouble to deal with?
The press is having a field day with your boots.
Yeah, well, the Army doesn't make my size.
Tell that to The New York Times.
Dave, this is serious.
They're threatening to send you overseas.
Send me where?
Germany, or Korea.
Hey, Private. Nice boots.
Yeah, nice boots.
[SOLDIERS SNICKERING OVER PHONE]
I won't survive overseas, Roy.
There are senators working to get me fired right now.
We have to be strategic.
If McCarthy kicks me off the committee,
they could send you to Siberia,
and I won't be able to do a damn thing.
Like you didn't do a damn thing
about me getting drafted.
We're trying to sort it out!
We're meeting with the Army's lawyer in New York.
And what about my weekend pass?
I'll try.
Do you have a date?
I... I did.
But, you know, I can't stand the thought
of going to another Christmas party.
Goy women are insatiable this time of year.
But I'd rather have a weekend in.
I'll come to New York, I'll go to that meeting with you.
And... And after, we'll go back to the Waldorf.
You, me, brandy.
Eat when we want, fart when we want.
Can't do that with women,
like you can with a pal, right?
What do you say?
- Thank you. - [WOMAN] You're welcome.
Right this way.
Ah, Mr. Morton.
[CHUCKLES]
This is Miss Smith.
It's a pleasure.
[MR. MORTON] All mine, my dear.
Come, join the party in the dining room.
- It's a buffet tonight. - Ah.
Um, Edna will set you up.
- Edna will set us up. - [LUCY CHUCKLING]
It's my first time in the boss's house.
What do you think?
Oh, here's a fellow you need to meet.
Mr. McLeod?
Fuller. Senate Affairs.
Yes, of course.
May I introduce the stunning Miss Smith?
You certainly may.
Scott McLeod. How do you do?
- Very well. Thank you. - [MR. MCLEOD] Mmm.
Mr. McLeod's our head of security.
He works night and day to purify Foggy Bottom.
Just doing my duty.
Your Senator Smith's daughter?
- That's right. - Yes, your father's quite the provocateur.
Seems to take great pleasure in being a thorn
in Senator McCarthy's side.
Mr. McLeod has a signed portrait of McCarthy
hanging on the wall of his office.
- So I hear. - Oh, it's true.
He's a personal hero of mine.
People say there'd be no McLeod without McCarthy.
Ah. They'd be right.
My father is not afraid to speak his mind
in defense of his country.
Well, like your father, I do what I can to defend my country.
- [LUCY] Mmm. - Pardon me. Morton.
- I'll see you at dinner. - Ah. Yes.
What an insufferable prig.
Get ready.
You're about to have dinner with several of the same.
Be careful. I might get used to this.
Used to?
Walking into a room on your arm.
[EDWARD] I'm really impressed by your work, Mr. Gaines,
especially the piece that won you
the Newspaper Guild Award.
Shocking, the way you were turned away from that club.
It's a fine piece of writing.
Just tried to tell the truth.
You exposed DC's desegregation laws for the sham they are.
Are you happy at The Courier?
I'm proud to have my work published by a Black paper.
With your talents, you could have a larger audience,
a better salary.
Well, I'll get right to it.
I'd like to offer you a temporary desk here at The Post.
Call it a trial run.
That's a very intriguing offer.
Well, pitch me some leads. We'll take it from there.
A, uh, Negro writer writing about the Negro experience.
There's more than one.
Different Negroes have different experiences.
[CHUCKLES] Uh-huh.
We're interested in breaking barriers here.
I mean, at least some of us are.
Some? Are you expecting problems?
No, not really. But,
well, as you're getting situated, it might be best
if you avoided the newsroom's facilities for now.
Uh, there's a smaller bathroom on the fourth floor.
It'll give you more privacy.
I'm embarrassed to even bring it up.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[TRABAND] Mr. Fuller.
Right on time.
Fred Traband. Special agent in charge of investigations.
Pleased to meet you.
We believe we have reason to ask you a series of questions.
- What reason? - We're not at liberty to say.
[SCOFFS]
Are you at liberty to say who gave you this reason?
That is also confidential. Please have a seat.
And let me be frank,
eighty percent of these sessions end with the admission
of at least one prescribed behavior by the interviewee.
Our batting average is now one resignation per day.
Well, your efforts have not been in vain.
How long have you worked at State?
Since '48.
That's four years and ten months.
Would you like the number of days as well?
What is your marital status?
Single.
But there is a special lady in the picture.
She and Mr. McLeod have met, actually.
Mr. Fuller, please get up and walk across the room.
Please return to your seat.
The second to last paragraph on the page.
Read it aloud.
[HAWK CLEARS THROAT]
"Philip opened a large cupboard filled with dresses.
And stepping in, took as many of them
as he could in his arms and buried his face in them.
They smelt of the sent his mother... "
That's all for today.
How'd I do?
- I'm not... - At liberty to say. Got it.
The gentleman who left the unit last week,
he stepped in front of a truck.
That must affect someone in your position.
Unfortunately, we're seeing an average of one suicide per week.
You ever worry that someone might kill you instead?
One moment.
You'll have to return tomorrow for a polygraph.
[HAWK] No, that won't be necessary.
Just speak to Mr. McLeod.
When we believe a polygraph is required,
cooperation is mandatory.
We're trying to clear the backlog before the holidays.
Can you come back tomorrow after hours?
[CLICKS TONGUE] Sure.
- [CHRISTMAS MUSIC PLAYING] - [GUESTS LAUGHING]
[HAWK] Pardon me.
Pardon me.
All right, all right. I know everyone
wants to get back to the festivities, so I'll be brief.
On behalf of Mr. Morton and the entire Bureau,
I'd like to thank all of you for another brilliant year.
May your spouses be merry
and may your hearts be filled with joy.
Merry Christmas.
- [ALL] Merry Christmas. - [HAWK] Cheers. Hear, hear.
[CHRISTMAS MUSIC CONTINUES]
How'd it go?
If that nonsense is a test of manhood,
my mother could pass it.
There's a second part. Polygraph.
Oh, dear. I was afraid of that.
- Did Caroline... - Yes.
They're going to ask you questions
about your private activities in detail.
I hope they've scheduled several hours for that.
I thought you were taking this seriously.
I am.
[MARY SIGHS]
You take nothing seriously.
You're all wrong for him, Fuller.
He is deeply sincere, and you're going to hurt him.
I know who you're talking about.
The boy who gave Mr. Fuller that book?
Yeah, I saw what he wrote inside.
"Mr. Fuller,
thank you for everything.
You're wonderful."
You reported him.
You're right, Miss Addison.
I am wonderful.
So why don't you just suffer?
[GLASSES CLINK]
Merry Christmas.
Maggie said we have to keep your weight up.
- Pasta. - [TIM SIGHS] What else?
Peanut butter.
- They didn't have crunchy? - No, I looked.
You said you know someone connected to the governor.
Dave Holm. He's a Republican fundraiser.
Okay, how well do you know him?
Not well.
- You know, he's... - What, he's straight?
The way that you're straight?
[LIGHTER CLICKS]
You can't smoke in here.
I know, I know.
What do you want, Tim?
Call your friend.
Ask him.
Convince him to set up a meeting
with the governor's chief of staff.
- And why am I doing this? - To introduce me.
There is an AIDS anti-discrimination bill
sitting on the governor's desk.
I need to convince him to sign it.
We've been waiting for this meeting for weeks.
They're ignoring us. They can't ignore you.
Of course they can.
Come on. You gonna eat something?
[TIM] I'm not hungry.
Well, I told Maggie I would make sure you eat.
[TIM] Stop playing the compassionate nurse.
It doesn't suit you.
I certainly know what it's like to lose someone.
Of course you do.
That was a stupid thing to say.
You suffered a tremendous loss.
How is Lucy?
She's managing.
We've been managing for seven years now,
but it never really feels managed.
Skippy, I can't make that call.
Why not?
Wait.
You think that by walking into that office with me,
you'll be coming out.
Guilt by association.
I am married.
I have a family, grandkids.
I have a right to protect them.
And I have a right not to die!
- You're not dying. - Oh, so you're a doctor now?
- Jesus Christ. - Where are you going?
Out. I need a drink.
I thought you were sober.
I am, between drinks.
You know, the bathhouses are closed.
[HAWK] Goddamn it.
I'm sure you can find a backroom still operating!
[HAWK] Oh, fuck you.
In view of the fact that the Rosenbergs
were executed for the same crime
of which you are obviously guilty,
can you see any reason
why you should not meet the same fate that they did?
May I say, sir, it's my duty to obey my military superiors.
They forbid me to give you the classified information.
You are hiding behind that claim
in order to protect and cover up information
that this committee needs.
With all due respect, Mr. Chairman,
these attacks on loyal soldiers
at Fort Monmouth are an insult
to every man and woman in uniform.
[MCCARTHY] Senator Smith, are we in the business
of exposing communists or protecting them?
[SENATOR SMITH] My record speaks for itself,
- Senator McCarthy. - [WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY]
[TIM] Merry Christmas.
[HAWK] Very elegant.
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]
[TIM CHUCKLES]
[TIM] I can return it. I got the receipt.
I like it, Skippy. I like it.
Here.
Oh, what's this?
- There's something... - What?
Just right there. There's a little...
Oh, no. Oh!
- [HAWK] I love it. - Do you?
[HAWK] Yes. Yeah, I do.
I got something for you in here.
[GRUNTS] Oh, careful.
Careful. Don't leave a mark.
Ah, are you worried what Grandma Laughlin will think?
No, Senator McCarthy.
I shouldn't have told you that.
I can't tell you.
You want me to go?
Why don't you tell me the part that I'll find out anyway?
[GIGGLES]
[TIM MOANS]
There's a meeting in New York.
It's McCarthy, Cohn and John Adams.
Adams? The Army's lawyer?
- [MOANS] - Not Schine?
No, they didn't want him, but he insisted on coming.
And Jean and I are supposed to be stationed
at the door to keep him out of the meeting.
Because the meeting's about Schine.
All the favors Roy's been asking on his behalf.
The Army brass is fed up.
And McCarthy's getting pressured to fire Roy.
- Is that it? - No, no, no.
I've said too much.
[TIM MOANING]
[HAWK] And you'll be there.
My boy's coming up in the world.
Speaking of coming up.
I shouldn't have told you about the meeting.
Why can I never say no to you?
I'm irresistible.
Come here.
[HAWK] No.
It's your turn tonight.
[TIM GRUNTING]
[TIM EXHALES DEEPLY]
[TIM INHALES SHARPLY]
[TIM GRUNTS]
[TIM BREATHING RAGGEDLY]
[TIM GRUNTING]
[HAWK EXHALES DEEPLY]
[TIM CHUCKLING]
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
I wish we could spend Christmas together in New York.
I know that's just a fantasy.
What would we do?
If we could.
[TIM] Hmm.
I wanna see the Rockettes at the Radio City Music Hall.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
- What? - That's... sweet.
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
Be right back.
♪
Merry Christmas.
It's for you.
It's, uh...
♪
Hawk.
I can't.
Sure you can.
I can't bear being this happy.
Oh, that's sweet.
Before you go, I need a favor.
Give this to Schine tomorrow.
No one else.
What is it?
I can't tell you.
At least tell me,
will it hurt anyone?
It might stop innocent people from getting hurt.
Come on. I'll see you out.
Will I see you again?
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
♪
What was that for?
So you'll remember me.
Come on.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
- Hello. - [LUCY] Hello. Is my husband there?
I'm sorry. It's Lucy Fuller.
Hawk gave me your number.
He went out to the drug store.
Can I have him call you back?
Please. It's not urgent.
Okay.
Uh, thanks for letting him stay a few days.
I don't know if I "let" him.
He said he needed to be there until your sister comes back.
I didn't really have a choice.
How are you?
Getting by.
How are you?
Getting by.
I'll tell him you called.
Thanks.
[VIOLENT FEMMES' "HEARTACHE" PLAYING]
♪ Na, na, na, na, na ♪
♪ I know nobody ever taught you ♪
♪ How to dance like that ♪
♪ Nobody ever taught you how to dance like that ♪
♪ Nobody ever taught me how to dance like that ♪
♪ Heartache, too late and I gotta get up ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ Heartache, too late and I gotta get up ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ I been workin' 25 hours a day ♪
♪ Five-and-a-half weeks with one day off ♪
♪ Stop the train ♪
♪ I'm getting off ♪ ♪ Getting off ♪
♪ Getting off, getting off ♪
♪ Getting off... ♪
♪ Heartache ♪ ♪ Getting off, getting off ♪
♪ Heartache ♪ ♪ Getting off... ♪
[HAWK GRUNTING]
Get off me!
♪ Heartache, too late and I gotta get up ♪
♪ I know ♪
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
[HEART BEATING STEADILY]
[MASTURBATING]
[HEARTBEAT POUNDING]
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
[HEART BEATING STEADILY]
[JEAN] Merry Christmas, Tim.
I got him to sign it for you.
Thanks. It's very kind.
This spat with the Army has to end tonight.
We can't allow it to derail the committee.
Take this into Joe and linger.
Be my eyes and ears.
It's a boys' club tonight, and you're a boy.
All right.
I'll keep my eye out for David.
Keep him out of there if I can.
[ADAMS] As general counsel for the Army,
I have to protest the extravagant pressure
brought on by Mr. Cohn
to make Private Schine's life in the service a holiday.
[MCCARTHY] I think we can all agree that Mr. Schine
is equally valuable to both parties.
Precisely why his important work
on our committee can't be interrupted.
[TIM] Mrs. McCarthy thought you might need this, sir.
[MCCARTHY] Thank you, son.
[ADAMS] He would be valuable to the Army
if he were present on base half the time.
Subcommittee's been up to our eyes since Fort Monmouth.
Indeed. And we provided Mr. Schine
with a private room to write his subcommittee reports.
A room he has yet to set foot in
because Mr. Cohn called to inform us it was vital
he work out of a penthouse in Manhattan.
A penthouse in which he apparently spends
a lot of time with Mr. Cohn.
We know what's really happening here.
The Army is holding Mr. Schine hostage
to pressure us into dropping our investigation
into subversives at Fort Monmouth.
That's absurd. Senator McCarthy, are you aware
that you could be brought up on charges
for using the influence of your office
to gain special privileges for a uniformed soldier?
No more requests will be made by Mr. Cohn.
Right, Roy?
Certainly.
Unless the Army intends to ship him overseas.
Private Schine is a patriot above all else.
He will go wherever he needs to go.
- [SLAMS TABLE] - Right, Roy?
If the Army intends to station him anywhere
that's not within driving distance to Washington,
I'll wreck the goddamn Army.
Joe, he has got to go.
What are you lurking there for?
[ADAMS] You're treading dangerous water, Senator.
[COHN] Fort Monmouth is overflowing with security risks.
Who are you protecting?
Mr. Fuller, were you sent overseas
to serve in the United States Army in 1943?
Yes.
In which country were you stationed?
Italy.
Have you ever attended meetings affiliated
- with the Communist Party of the Soviet Union? - No.
Have you ever frequented a Washington DC establishment
called the Chicken Hut,
at the corner of H Street and 17th?
No.
Have you ever been present at a Washington DC establishment
called the Cozy Corner in Midcity?
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
No.
Have you ever had inappropriate physical contact
with a male foreign national
either in the United States or while abroad?
No.
Have you ever engaged in sodomy?
Or oral genital contact with another male?
[HAWK GRUNTING]
No.
Have you ever given or received
presents of a romantic nature to or from another man?
Shall I repeat the question?
No.
And the answer is no.
Have you ever considered yourself
to be in love with another male?
[HAWK] Oh, yeah. Oh.
Answer the question.
No.
[JEAN] Are you in love?
[JEAN CHUCKLES]
Don't be shy.
Not at the moment.
A love for God is purer than romance.
[COHN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]
But don't you think sometimes the love for another person
can take on a godly quality?
[JEAN] That's true.
I believe my marriage to Joe is ordained by God.
What saddens me are the people
trying to stab my husband in the back.
What happens if they win?
Can you imagine a world without God?
I can't.
I just wish people didn't have to get hurt.
Who's getting hurt? Commies and deviants.
Clerks, janitors, engineers.
- People are taking their own lives. - Timothy.
Senator McCarthy is our only hope.
His enemies are God's enemies.
Let them die. That's how we win.
[SIGHS] David's here.
You're late.
The stupid driver got lost.
- Where's Roy? - [ADAMS] This meeting is over.
[COHN] You'll be sorry, Mr. Adams.
- What happened? - They're idiots.
- Idiots. - [JEAN] Joe.
[COHN] You can't blackmail me.
We're not going to back down.
- Roy, what happened? - Joe, what's going on?
[ADAMS] You're facing an investigation.
- [SCHINE] Roy. - Get out of my way!
[SCHINE] Roy, tell me what's going on.
Bartender, whiskey, neat, quick.
Joe, what happened?
- Army's bringing charges. - Charges against who?
Me and Roy, using the power of our office.
Eisenhower's behind the whole thing.
I could end up censured or expelled.
- Bartender! - Who conducts the investigation?
[MCCARTHY CHUCKLES]
The Senate Subcommittee on Investigations.
My committee.
You've got to get rid
of that little Jew and his pervert friend.
You cut them free and let them twist in the wind
before it's too late.
[MCCARTHY GRUNTS]
[COHN] Come on, David. Let's go.
[TIM] Mr. Schine?
This came into the office for you yesterday.
It says confidential.
For God's sake, get in!
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
How'd I do?
[TRABAND] We're not supposed to say.
Ah, what the hell? It's Christmas.
Clean as a whistle.
Happy holidays.
[CHRISTMAS MUSIC PLAYING]
Open it.
[KATHERINE GASPS]
Oh, your cufflinks.
They're beautiful.
Let me see the other one.
"H" and "F".
What's it stand for?
Fordham, my alma mater, and history, my major.
[HAWK] You have to keep them closed.
- [LUCY] They're closed. - [HAWK] They're really closed?
- Yes, they're really closed. - All right.
No peeking.
Okay, you can open 'em.
Hawk.
My goodness!
Hawk, it's stunning.
May I?
Yes, please.
Merry Christmas, Hawkins.
Spending the holiday with your family?
Oh, I forgot. You don't have one.
That's why you're always here.
Leonard, don't you think you should slow down?
Ah, contraire, dear sister.
I'm just getting started.
He's so unhappy, and no one knows why.
♪ Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree ♪
♪ For me ♪
♪ Been an awful good girl ♪
♪ Santa baby ♪
♪ So hurry down the chimney tonight ♪
♪ Santa baby ♪
♪ A '54 convertible, too ♪
- ♪ Light blue ♪ - ♪ Oh ♪
♪ I'll wait up for you, dear ♪
♪ Santa baby ♪
♪ So hurry down the chimney tonight ♪
[CROWD CHEERING]
♪ I really do believe in you ♪
♪ So let's see if you believe in me ♪
- ♪ Santa baby ♪ - ♪ Yes ♪
♪ Forgot to mention one little thing ♪
- ♪ A ring ♪ - ♪ A ring ♪
♪ And I don't mean on the phone ♪
♪ Santa baby ♪
♪ So hurry down the chimney ♪
♪ Tonight ♪
[ALL APPLAUDING]
Congratulations.
Congratulations on your job at The Post.
Ah, still auditioning
until they feel comfortable enough
with the idea that I could pass as one of them.
[WAITER] Your drink.
Or use the same restroom.
Christ.
Hey.
To success.
At least the appearance of it.
I'm curious.
When the interrogator asked you those questions,
how did you block out the memories?
Keep your mind blank?
See, it occurred to me you don't pass with the truth.
You pass with the absence of guilt.
Guilt cranks the machine.
And I felt none.
"Let us have a dagger between our teeth,
a bomb in our hand
and infinite scorn in our hearts."
- Who said that? - Mussolini.
Shit.
[HAWK CLEARS THROAT]
Did they ask you if you ever loved another man?
They did.
And did you think about Tim?
- For a second. - And you passed.
Clean as a whistle.
So you're celebrating because you don't love Tim?
Or because you're such a damn good liar?
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
I'm not celebrating.
McCarthy is gonna fire me to save his skin.
He can't fire me.
I'm a Jew.
If he fires me,
everyone's going to think he's a Jew hater.
- [SCHINE] Roy. - [COHN] He probably is a Jew hater.
They're all Jew haters until they need us.
You need to look at this.
What?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Oh, I'll be damned.
Uh, what does it mean?
It means this is a time of nachas, Dave.
A time of nachas indeed.
That stupid, alcoholic fat Mick
isn't gonna fire Roy Cohn,
and Gerard David Schine is not goin' to Korea.
Oh. Kick off your shoes and crack open the brandy, Dave.
We're not going anywhere.
[COHN CHUCKLES]
[FRANKIE] I am baking you
a sweet potato pie for Christmas.
On the hot plate?
Downstairs, in the bar kitchen.
[MARCUS CHUCKLES]
You know, I have to spend Christmas Day with the folks.
They'll want to hear all about the new job.
Will your old girlfriend be there?
I knew I shouldn't have told you about her.
I don't really mind.
It's exciting.
What?
Thinking of you...
with a woman.
[MARCUS KISSING]
Merry Christmas, Santa baby.
["THE CHRISTMAS BLUES" BY DEAN MARTIN PLAYING]
♪ The jingle bells are jingling ♪
♪ The streets are white with snow ♪
♪ The happy crowds are mingling ♪
♪ But there's no one that I know... ♪
[TIM'S UNCLE] We give Thee thanks, Almighty God,
for these and all the gifts
which we have received from your bounty.
♪ I guess I've got the Christmas blues ♪
♪ I've done my window shopping ♪
- Amen. - ♪ There's not a store I've missed ♪
♪ But what's the use of stopping ♪
♪ When there's no one on your list ♪
♪ You'll know the way I'm feeling ♪
♪ When you love and you lose ♪
♪ I guess I've got... ♪
[HAWK] Hey, Skippy.
Skip?
Tim!
Oh, Christ.
Hey, Tim.
Skippy, I'm sorry about earlier, okay?
Listen.
I'll call my friend and ask for that meeting you want.
I can't guarantee anything, but...
Skippy?
Skip.
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
[HAWK GRUNTS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[JEROME] Hello?
Mr. Fuller. I...
Where's Tim?
The hospital.
It's lucky. We were here when it happened.
And Frankie went with him in the ambulance and...
What happened?
He had a seizure.
It's bad.
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