Where'd you get your subscribers?
I put an ad on a computer bulletin
board. I log on at the library so
I can't be traced.
Well, I've been tracking them down
You haven't been bothering them,
They're dead. Four out of five
anyhow. All in the last 24 hours.
One car accident, two heart
attacks and a stroke.
Jesus... It's my fault. They drew
a black line over me and now I'm
passing it on.
I'm passing it to you, too.
I'll be fine. Let's worry about
Henry Finch. P.O. Box in St.
Louis. He's the last on the list.
I haven't been able to reach him
Maybe you better not try... I
worked so hard to keep quiet.
Like a mouse. I should have
Henry Finch. That they monitor
everything. That it was only a
matter of time. And now four
people are dead.
Liza reaches into her pocket, takes out the newsletter.
Elaborate on 'they,' okay?
There are all kinds of groups, all
kinds of initials. But they're
all part of two warring factions.
One: families that have held
wealth for centuries.
They want one thing. Stability.
Group Two: the boat rockers.
Eisenhower's military industrial
complex. They want instability.
It's a trillion dollar a year
business. When there isn't a hot
war, they make a cold one.
Cold War's over, Jerry.
So now they feed us terrorists.
To create fear. How much do you
think an airport security system
goes for? Then multiply it by
every airport in the country.
And you think Group One is at war
with Group Two.