Wednesday, November 14, 2007

The Godfather IV: How Gov. Spitzer Caved

Hillary: My credit good enough to buy you out?

Eliot: Buy me out?

Hillary: The driver's licenses. The Clinton family wants to buy you out.

Eliot: The Clinton family wants to buy me out? No, I buy you out, you don't buy me out.

Hillary: Your proposal loses votes. Maybe we can do better.

Eliot: You think I'm skimmin' off the top, Hillary?

Hillary: You're unlucky.

Eliot: You goddamn Arkansans really make me laugh. I do you a favor and take Bill in when you're having a bad time, and now you're gonna try and push me out!

Hillary: Wait a minute. You took Bill in because the Clinton family bankrolled your campaign because the Kennedy family on the coast guaranteed his safety. Now, we're talking business, let's talk business.

Eliot: Yeah, let's talk business, Hillary. First of all, you're all done. The Clinton family don't even have that kind of muscle anymore. The Godfather's sick, right? You're getting chased out of New York by Obama and the other families. What do you think is going on here? You think you can come to my state and take over? I talked to Obama. I can make a deal with him, and still keep my driver's licenses!

Hillary: Is that why you slapped my husband around in public?

Bill: Aw, now that, that was nothin' Hillary. Eliot didn't mean nothin' by that. Yeah, sure he flies off the handle every once in a while, but me and him, we're good friends, right Eliot?

Eliot: I got a business to run. I gotta kick asses sometimes to make it run right. We had a little argument, Billy and me, so I had to straighten him out.

Hillary: You straightened my husband out?

Eliot: He was banging cocktail waitresses two at a time! Players couldn't get a drink at the table! What's the matter with you?

Hillary: I leave for New York tomorrow, think about a price.

Eliot: Son of a bitch! Do you know who I am? I'm Eliot Spitzer! I made my bones when you were going out with quarterbacks!

Bill: Wait a minute, Eliot, Eliot. I got an idea. Jimmy, you're the Consiglieri and you can talk to the Don. You can explain.

Jimmy Carter: Just a minute, now. The Don is semi-retired and Hillary is in charge of the Family business now. If you have anything to say, say it to Hillary.

(Eliot exits)

Bill: Hillary you do not come to Las Vegas and talk to a man like Eliot Spitzer like that before the debate tomorrow!

Hillary: Bill, you're my husband, and I love you. But don't ever take sides with anyone against the Family again. Ever.

Rep. Jerry Nadler (D-September 10, 2001)

Dear Jerry,

You embody why our elected officials fail to fulfill their sworn Federal duties.

Yesterday, you were asked about Governor Eliot Spitzer's abandoned proposal to provide driver's licenses to illegal aliens. You said:

"I haven't studied enough of the details . . . This is a state matter. I'm not going to say what they should do . . . It's clearly a hot potato in the sense that it's a very sensitive issue for everybody."

Jerry, are you aware of what happened in your city, the city I was born in, on September 11, 2001?

You haven't studied enough of the details Jerry? Why not? You represent over 600,000 New Yorkers, and it's been two months since the Governor announced his new, now failed, policy.

This is a state matter? Of course it is. A New York state matter. What state do you live in Jerry? North Dakota?

You're not going to say what "they" should do? Who exactly is the "they" you're referring to Jerry? It would be your fellow New Yorkers leading our state government.

It's a very sensitive issue for everybody? Thanks for providing the obvious. Why didn't you have the decency, the integrity and the honesty to state your position if this is a "sensitive issue" Jerry?

I'll tell you why. Because you're hoping Hillary is elected President and you want Governor Spitzer to appoint you to her Senate seat. You can't score political points with the Governor and his new generation of Haldemans and Ehrlichmans on the Capitol's second floor if you criticized his scheme. So it was politically convenient for you to just shut up since you know how to read the polls.

You're a member of the House Judiciary Subcommittee on Crime, Terrorism, and Homeland Security. Do you believe giving driver's licenses to illegal aliens is directly related to crime, terrorism and homeland security Jerry?

When you were sworn in last January you said:

"I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter."

Yesterday, you exemplified purpose of evasion. You ignored all enemies, foreign and domestic. You didn't well and faithfully discharge the duties of your office.

You deliberately chose to say nothing when presented with a dangerous and irresponsible idea that could lead to another horrific terrorist attack in our country. And in your city. You should be ashamed of your craven silence.


How Hillary Dishes Obama Dirt

WASHINGTON — Columnist Robert Novak stood by his story Monday that the Clinton campaign is spreading the word that it's holding back on dishing dirt on Barack Obama, and charged the Democratic frontrunner with playing "Nixon tricks."

(Clinton campaign staff meeting, November 13, 2007)

Hillary: Hey, listen to this - the Illinoisan wants to talk. Eh, imagine the nerve of the son of a bitch, eh? Craps out last night, and wants a meetin' today before the Iowa Caucuses.

Tom Haden: What did he say?

Hillary: What did he say - badda-beep, badda-bap, badda-boop, badda-beep - He wants to send Bill here to proposition and the promise is, that the deal is so good, that we can't refuse. Eh.

Tom Haden: What about Eliot Spitzer?

Hillary: That's part of the deal. Spitzer cancels out what they did to my husband.

Tom: Hillary, we ought to hear what they have to say.

Hillary: No, no, no! Not this time, consiglieri. No more meetin's, no more discussions, no more Obama tricks. You give'em one message: I want Obama. If not, it's all out war. We go to the mattresses.

Tom: Some of the other families won't sit still for all-out war.

Hillary: Then they hand me Obama!

Tom: Your husband doesn't want to hear this! This is business, not personal, Hillary!

Hillary: They push polled my husband. That's not business? Your ass.

Tom: Even the push polling of your husband was business, not personal, Hillary.

Hillary: Well, then, business will have to suffer, alright? And listen, do me a favor, Tom, no more advice on how to patch things up. Just help me win, please, alright?

Tom: I found out about this Captain McCluskey who broke Bill's jaw.

Hillary: What about 'im?

Tom: Now he's definitely on Obama's payroll, and for big money. McCluskey has agreed to be the Illinoisan's body guard. You have to understand, Hillary, is that while Obama is being guarded like this, he is invulnerable. Now nobody has ever swift boated a New York police captain. It would be disastrous. All the Five Families would come after you, Hillary. The Clinton Family would be outcasts! Even the old man's political protection would run for cover. So do me a favor, take this into consideration.

Hillary: Alright, we'll wait.

Bill: We can't wait.

Hillary: Huh?

Bill: We can't wait. I don't care what Obama says about a deal, he's gonna swift boat Pop, that's it. That's the key for him. Gotta get Obama.

Carvilleamenza: Hillary's right.

Hillary: Lemme ask you something, Professor, I mean - what about McCluskey? Huh? What do we do with this cop here?

[Bill sitting with his hands on the chair's arms]

Bill: They wanna have a meeting with me, right? It will be me, McCluskey and Obama. Let's set the meeting. Get our informers to find out where it's gonna be held. Now, we insist it's a public place. A bar, a restaurant. Some place where there's people so I feel safe. They're gonna search me when I first meet them, right, so I can't have a poll on me then. But if Carvilleamenza can figure a way to have a poll planted there for me -- then I'll swift boat 'em both.

[Carvilleamenza, Ickes and Hillary laugh. Tom shrugs]

Hillary: Hey, whataya gonna do, nice college boy, eh? Didn't want to get mixed up in the Family business, huh? Now you wanna swift boat a police captain, why, because he slapped ya in the face a little bit? Hah? What do you think this is the Army, where you swift boat'em a mile away? You've gotta get up close like this and bada-bing! you blow their cross-tabs all over your nice Ivy League suit. Come're...

[Kisses Bill's head]

Bill: Hillary . . .

Hillary: You're taking this very personal. Tom, this is business and this man is taking it very, very personal.

Bill: Where does it say that you can't swift boat a cop?

Tom: Come on, Billy.

Bill: Tom, wait a minute. I'm talking about a cop - that's mixed up in drugs. I'm talking about, ah, - ah - a dishonest cop - a crooked cop who got mixed up in the rackets and got what was coming to him. That's a terrific story. And we have newspaper people on the payroll, don't we Tom? And they might like a story like that.

Tom: They might, they just might.