Bob Woodward Monologues

I went over there; I talked to them. They said Hunt hadn’t worked there for three months. Then a PR guy said this weird thing to me. He said, “I am convinced that neither Mr. Colson nor anyone else at the White House had any knowledge of, or participation in, this deplorable incident at the Democratic National Committee.”

I never asked about Watergate. I simply asked what were Hunt’s duties at the White House. They volunteered he was innocent when nobody asked if he was guilty.

The story is dry. All we’ve got are pieces. We can’t seem to figure out what the puzzle is supposed to look like. John Mitchell resigns as the head of CREEP, and says that he wants to spend more time with his family. I mean, it sounds like bullshit, we don’t exactly believe that…

Hunt’s come in from the cold. Supposedly he’s got a lawyer with $25,000 in a brown paper bag.

If you’re gonna do it, do it right. If you’re gonna hype it, hype it with the facts. I don’t mind what you did. I mind the way you did it.

Look, I’m tired of your chickenshit games! I don’t want hints! I need to know what you know!

It’s just profile information, mostly. We know, for example, that he works for Mullen and Company, or did work for Mullen and Company, as a writer. He’s also a novelist; we know that he works in the office of Charles Colson at the White House…

A little while ago I was talking to a couple of the lawyers assigned to represent the burglars.

They never would have been assigned to represent the burglars had anyone known that the burglars had arranged for their own counsel. Only, the burglars couldn’t have arranged for their own counsel since they never even made a phone call. So, if no one asked you to be here, why are you here?

And he can ask me an address. Now, is the man interrogating me or is he lost? What kind of story do I write? What kind of deduction do I make from that?

She’s an awfully good reporter. I don’t remember her getting that much wrong before. Do you?

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