Journalists are supposed to be impartial. They're supposed to keep their personal opinions to themselves. However, on TV, we know what the reporter is feeling. We see Sam Donaldson or Andrea Mitchell giving us the facts, but with the camera that close up we can also tell by a raised eyebrow or a tiny inflection what they really think about the person they're reporting on. Now, Walter Cronkite, he had the poker face. Nobody ever knew what ol' Walt was thinking. So while he was telling the truth, he was also lying to the camera. That's genius!
“Medium Rare” · Season 4, Episode 9
In this episode: Augustus Hill (1), Warden Leo Glynn (1), Ryan O`Reily (1), Cyril O`Reily (1), Arnold Jackson (1), Sean Murphy (1)
LLLisa Logan
I'm what we call a segment producer. Each of our shows is divided into four ten-minute stories, anchored by a different newsman. I work for Jack Eldridge.
Ah, I like Eldridge. He's a ball-buster. That piece you did on heating oil? You really tagged that corporate clown. Have a seat.
LLLisa Logan
We want to do a three-part series on Oswald. You know, "inside one of America's toughest prisons."
No.
LLLisa Logan
No?
Like I said, I saw what he did to that guy, and I don't want to be that guy.
LLLisa Logan
What have you got to hide?
Nothing. But in the four years since we had the riot, life around here has been rough. Attitudes are just starting to settle down. You bring in a tv camera, you're going to stir the situation up.
LLLisa Logan
Well, I've spoken to the Commissioner, and he's agreed.
I'll call the Governor.
LLLisa Logan
He also agreed.
Well, if you already had permission, if you already knew it was a done deal, why'd you even ask me?
LLLisa Logan
To get your honest reaction.
AJArnold "Poet" Jackson
Hypocrisy. Hip-o-crisy. That's what this is. You see, they strip me of my clothes, they strip me of my rights, they strip me of my self-respect. All 'cause they say I broke the rules, traffickin' in illegals. But they, they more guilty than I could ever be. Fuckin' uppity-ups. They the ones that let Adebisi sing and snort and suck. And when the blood run out, when his blood got split, the truth ran out, and a wall of lies got built. After Said greased him, fucking hacks acted like he ain't never even breathed in. And then the lies got buried with his number.
Ryan tells me to take my medicine, but I don't sometimes. Like today.
JEJack Eldridge
What about, uh, before the accident? Do you remember anything about that?
There are flashes, once in a while. Like, now. I see you, and I think maybe I know you.
JEJack Eldridge
We've met, years ago, when you were fifteen. You and your brother and I, we talked about your lives in the gang.
You make Mama sad. You made Mama cry. You gave my Mama cancer. [Cyril punches Eldridge]
LLLisa Logan
Oh, shit!
Central, this is 11, we've got a 66.
Ryan said at the grave that you gave my mother cancer. [he continues to pummel Eldridge]
[screaming] Cyril! Cyril! [The SORT team arrives.]
You gave my mama cancer!
Cyril! Cyril! Cyril! [Cyril is carried away by the SORT team.]
You gave my mama cancer!
Cyril! Cyril! Cyril!
Mama! Mama!
Cyril!
Ryan!
LLLisa Logan
[runs into pod] Jack, Jack, Jack! Oh, Jack!
JEJack Eldridge
Lisa, did you -
LLLisa Logan
What? Did I what?
JEJack Eldridge
Get it all on tape?
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