"NEWSCASTER:" "As election night draws near, both candidates in the mayoral run-off have set up their headquarters here, at opposite ends of the Hotel Perceval Convention Center." "Clifford Hiatt and Barbara Norton have just arrived for tonight's debate, and speak with reporters about the results of the most recent polls." "WOMAN:" "Mr. Hiatt, you're the clear leader according to the latest polls." "Would you care to speculate on the outcome of Tuesday's election?" "HIATT:" "Well, I don't intend to get comfortable in the lead." "Ballots count, not polls." "MAN:" "Do you think the Rothweiler issue is going to hurt your chances?" "HIATT:" "People don't take hearsay into the voting booths." "They take their hearts and their minds." "MAN:" "And Barbara Norton had this to say when she arrived" "WOMAN:" "Judge Norton, what do you say to people who call this campaign "the battle of the sexes"?" "I say wake up and smell the oatmeal." "It's 1992." "Gender is not an issue." "[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]" "[¶]" "NARRATOR:" "He was brought across in 1228." "Preyed on humans for their blood." "Now he wants to be mortal again..." "To repay society for his sins..." "To emerge from his road of darkness..." "From his endless forever night." "His name was Gilbert Reeves, an undistinguished member of the Fourth Estate." "So we're dealing with a journalist?" "Freelance, yeah." "He had a press pass, but no professional affiliation." "At least he died clean." "Has anyone found the woman he checked in with yet?" "Mona Wayne?" "No, we're still looking." "So he was here to cover the election." "Well, who isn't?" "Except for us, this place is a veritable press gallery." "Hey, Schanke, what do you make of this?" ""Make luck." What is that, Confucius?" ""Steer fate."" "Sounds like new age self-help advice." "It was in his suitcase." "Might be something." "How about you?" "What do you got?" "Mostly paperwork, articles he was working on and this contact book." "Hundreds of numbers in here." "Take a month to run them all down." "Well, better get started first thing in the morning, then." "Who, me?" "All right." "I'm calling it." "Our guy died of electrocution, meaning he did not die before the TV hit the water." "You know what they say." "The bathroom is the most dangerous room in the house." "Sherlock Holmes." "Right." "This was definitely not an accident." "Unless the TV spontaneously levitated into the tub." "Okay, phone checks, background." "Let's get started." "We're live at the Hotel Perceval, where, a short while ago, a man was found dead in his hotel room." "As police investigate, candidates Barbara Norton and Clifford Hiatt are telling reporters their positions regarding crime in our city." "[REPORTERS CLAMORING]" "Didn't take long for word to get out on this one." "This is what I've been talking about all along." "Frankly, I am sick of crime, and I know I'm not alone." "Dirty communist!" "Lousy Red!" "We're out to take back our streets, and we simply won't tolerate it." "As a family man," "I'm very concerned about the future of my children." "Where do you stand on the homeless issue?" "My answer is a question." "Are these people homeless by choice?" "Look, these sensitive issues are better discussed in a more appropriate venue." "He dodged that one well." "He's a master at it." "You noticed how his head looks a lot bigger in person?" "He's got my vote." "We need somebody tough in office." "Oh, come on, he's as phony as his hair weave, Schanke." "That's a weave?" "Settle down, please." "Okay." "My heart goes out to those members of the community who live with this kind of...mayhem every day of their lives." "Decent people in crime-ridden neighborhoods are impacted by this sort of thing constantly." "Barbara Norton is the best thing that could ever happen to this city." "And better looking too." "A broad for mayor?" "Yeah, right." "Excuse me?" "A woman for mayor, thank you, and what is wrong with that?" "Well, who am I?" "What do I know?" "I only pay taxes in this town." "Would you two please chill out?" "We're on duty here." "We've got police work to do." "Detective Knight, this is Mona Wayne." "Am I in trouble or something?" "It's about Gilbert Reeves." "Yes?" "Miss Wayne, there's a problem." "Gilbert was taking a bath..." "Yes?" "While he was watching television..." "Somehow the television wound up in the tub." "Is he all right?" "MONA:" "I never saw that before." "Heard Gilbert say it a few times, though." "Gilbert only told me we were here... to close some big deal, something that was going to make us a lot of money." "We were going to be married." "I'm very sorry." "Did Gilbert say what the deal was?" "He wanted it to be a surprise or something." "I don't know that much about politics." "It..." "It kind of confuses me, but... it sure was Gilbert's passion." "He was a junior alderman, wasn't he?" "Ottawa, 10 years ago?" "Yeah." "He sure had potential back then." "Thanks a lot for coming down, Ms. Wayne." "I have an officer outside to take you back to your new room we've arranged for you at the hotel." "I'll have hotel security look in on her." "Track her movements." "She's a suspect?" "What, she shouldn't be?" "She had access to the room." "In the meantime, any ideas about this new deal he was working on?" "Well, in his papers, we found an article about the Rothweiler industry scandal." "Maybe someone didn't want that can of worms reopened." "Except there was nothing in it that wasn't in the papers a year ago, Nick." "Yeah, but Reeves was still working on it." "Check it out." "None of this has anything to do with the campaign." "Aw, come on, captain." "I mean," "Reeves was covering the election." "It's going to be tough to keep a lid on it." "It's called "spin control," detective." "Somebody pokes a microphone in your face, and they will, you offer no comment." "According to the hotel phone logs, he'd already been talking to the press." "What press?" "Frank Titus, publisher of the National Intruder." "National Intruder?" "No comment." "Rats." "I can't get it." "Here, Schanke." "You try." "Why is everyone so down on Hiatt?" "He seems like an all-right guy." "You're just saying that because the man shook your hand." "Don't forget, he was involved in that big Rothweiler probe." "They never proved that." "Nothing sticks to that man." "Hey, Nick, it's too bad you don't work the day shift." "You could get in there and find something on him." "Or leave the character assassination to the press and concentrate on detective work." "Come on, Nick." "Everybody knows that Hiatt is just a notorious tool of special interests." "Come on." "He's a politician, not an altar boy." "Yeah, since when did you give two hoots about politics, anyway?" "Since I found a candidate" "I could put my trust in." "Besides, that's really his hair." "Sure, now, that makes sense." "If you don't care about your government's hair, then your government won't care about you." "Hey, hey, I think I got something here." "What did you get, Schanke?" "We can always use more volunteers." "Well, like I always say, if you don't care about your government, your government doesn't care about you." "That's the spirit, Mr. Schanke." "Now, you can use that desk over there, and here's your list of registered voters." "Let's get out the vote." "Great." "Uh, just one question." "Those doughnuts over there, are they for us?" "[DIALING]" "Myra, listen, it's me." "I can't remember, am I registered to vote?" "Right." "He's got all that money, and he marries a chimpanzee?" "Did you get pictures?" "Then you don't get paid." "How many stories am I going to get about this..." "What can I do for you?" "Here to talk about Gilbert Reeves." "Don't know him." "Yeah, that's good." "That's good, and..." "No." "Tell them to put wrinkles in here, around the eyes." "I don't know." "Have them do something with the eyes so that it looks like she's on lithium." "Is that so hard to understand?" "Go ahead." "Don't we have one where she's throwing up or something?" "Look for it." "Detective Knight, Metro Homicide." "You said Reeves, is that right?" "What did he do?" "That's right." "He died." "Geez, that's too bad." "Yeah, that's too bad." "He was murdered, and our phone records show that you spoke to him, recently." "Oh, yeah, now I remember." "He had been calling me trying to hawk a sex scandal concerning a certain mayoral candidate, and I told him yeah, we'd take a look at what he'd got." "A sex scandal?" "Which candidate?" "He didn't say." "I mean, nine'll get you 10 it's Hiatt." "He's got a sack full of ghosts." "You didn't ask him?" "Don't deal in specifics." "No, only rumors." "Look, I don't substantiate them." "I just spread them around." "And you don't care who gets hurt, I guess." "You're in the public eye, you take your lumps." "As far as Reeves is concerned, he was a pimp with a story." "I pay 25 grand for a story like that." "Why didn't you buy the story from Reeves when you had the chance?" "He never got back to me." "Look, I don't know Gilbert Reeves from the whole world and his wife." "As far as I'm concerned, somebody snuffed him, and I don't know why." "Don't worry, the truth will out." "That's our motto." ""The truth will out." [GAVEL BANGING]" "This subcommittee hearing is now in session." "We are here tonight to get at the truth, and be assured, the truth will out." "By the way, Reeves have a girlfriend?" "Because whoever he was sleeping with knows all the dirt, and I bet you she wouldn't mind flapping her gums for 25 grand." "Target the source." "Key to our business." "Target the source." "[COUGHING]" "Mona..." "It's not the first time someone's died in my arms." "You did all you could." "Once cyanide's started to take effect, there's not much anyone can do." "Well, it's done." "I've notified all the hotels." "No mints on the pillows tonight... maybe never." "You know, I'm going to miss that." "You ever find out what that thing is we pulled out of the TV?" "Fingernail fragment covered in blood." "I'm doing a DNA workup." "Whatever Reeves was planning," "Mona Wayne had no part in it." "She was just a loose end someone felt should be tied up." "Yeah, but the question is, who?" "Frank Titus said that Reeves was flogging a sex scandal." "And we all thought the Rothweiler thing was going to be his undoing." "Hiatt, a sex scandal?" "No way." "No way." "Everyone at the campaign headquarters says he's a super- devoted family man." "What were you doing down at the Hiatt campaign headquarters?" "Well, same thing Nat does at Norton's campaign headquarters." "Supporting my candidate of choice." "You think you can do that without biasing the investigation?" "Oh, fat chance." "No, this goes for you too." "Me?" "Yeah, both of you." "We've got some sensitive digging to do here." "Unfortunately, it comes down to a decision, because you can't have it both ways." "This is a witch hunt, sir, and I don't understand why you won't listen to the truth, when you say that's what you want." "Mr. Girard, we are here to cleanse America of the destructive influence of communism, and we will not rest until we have reached our objective." "You have to decide whether you want to be zealous or thorough." "Oh, Mr. Schanke." "Hi." "Hello." "Oh, hi." "You're here early." "Yes, and, um..." "so are you." "Well, got to get the coffee on." "Geez, I thought you'd be home sleeping in, hard as you've been working." "Well, elections aren't won in bed." "No, but they can be lost in bed." "Mr. Girard, are you now, or have you ever been, a member of the Communist Party?" "I am the night curator and the associate professor of the archaeological museum at the University of Chicago." "Bearing in mind you are under oath, answer the question as put." "I was merely explaining" "We're not here for explanations," "Mr. Girard." "We're here for answers." "Hiatt's the one." "Hey, come on, Nick." "It's just me, Don Schanke." "Don "Open Mind" Schanke." "Look up "unbiased" in the dictionary, and you'll find a picture of me next to it." "What did you find out about Hiatt?" "Naturally, everything I say is off the record, because my entrance to the said premises was..." "Under a different pretense." "Exactly, and I feel really guilty about it." "["FOR HE'S A JOLLY GOOD FELLOW" PLAYING]" "As a matter of fact," "I might have found proof that Hiatt was innocent of the whole Rothweiler thing to begin with." "What kind of proof?" "Well, isn't the allegation that Hiatt had tried to change the zoning so that Rothweiler could develop protected land in exchange for a special consideration?" "Yeah." "So guess whose name is nowhere to be found on the list of Hiatt's political contributors." "Besides Dr. Natalie Lambert?" "Yes." "Rothweiler." "Exactly." "So where's the special consideration?" "Doesn't that seem odd to you?" "I mean, if Rothweiler's hanging in the hammock with Hiatt, don't you think he'd kick in for some bumper stickers?" "[APPLAUSE]" "Mr. Hiatt, would you care to comment on this?" "I have nothing to hide." "My record is clear and it's public." "That's what you said about Rothweiler Industries." "What you are referring to are allegations." "Allegations that were never proven." "Accusations totally without merit." "Are you implying that the other members of the faculty were lying, Mr. Girard?" "Perhaps the committee should have their names." "No, I never said anything about lying." "All I'm saying is that there has clearly been a misinterpretation of the facts." "Then, Mr. Girard, just answer the question." "Do you have anything to do with these murders?" "A story in tonight's edition of the tabloid National Intruder is wreaking havoc here at campaign headquarters." "The Intruder claims it has evidence linking a leading mayoral candidate with the suspected murder of two persons last night here at the Hotel Perceval." "While it falls shy of naming either candidate, the story insists that neither had an airtight alibi for the time of the two deaths." "A National Intruder official reached earlier this evening by telephone would only say that the evidence is from an impeccably reliable source and paints a strong motive for murder." "According to the National Intruder, the double homicide last night at the Perceval Hotel has been somehow linked to your bid for the mayor's office." "Not specifically to my bid, sir." "The Intruder article suggested that Mr. Reeves' murder was circumstantially linked" "Judge Norton, just answer the question." "Just a minute, please." "She looks nervous." "They're picking on her." "I mean, what the hell is this, some sort of TV charisma lie-detector test?" "Hiatt is just a better liar, that's all." "You think Norton's lying about something?" "That's not what I said." "Oh, man." "I'm sorry." "I just feel...helpless." "I just wish there were something I could do." "Don't pay any attention to me." "I'm politically ignorant." "NORTON:" "I would caution everyone to keep in mind that, as I said, connections of any kind are still circumstantial at this point." "The investigation is still open and still continues to be carried out, and we can all..." "Forensics." "Hi, Grace, it's Nick Knight." "Is Natalie there?" "I'm sorry, Detective." "She's left already." "Anything I can help you with?" "Well, yeah." "I was just wondering what came up in your DNA test on that blood and fingernail fragment." "I haven't done one yet." "What do you mean, you haven't done one?" "Well, Natalie put the specimen in her evidence locker and I couldn't get the keys before she left." "Where'd she go?" "To the hotel." "Barbara Norton rally." "Thanks." "I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but there will be no interview tonight." "However, Judge Norton will be very happy to answer any questions..." "Hey, you were at the hotel the night of the murder." "You're Natalie Lambert, County Coroner." "What can you tell us about the ongoing investigation?" "I'm not really at liberty to discuss any of this right now." "Excuse us." "Detective, are you here to investigate the Norton campaign?" "No." "Then Hiatt is the focus of your investigation." "I did not say that." "Dr. Lambert, are you a Barbara Norton supporter?" "Yes, I am, but that shouldn't be taken as an official endorsement." "Is it true that the focus of the current investigation is on Hiatt?" "No comment." "[GROANS]" "Oh, no." "You don't get off that easy." "So am I supposed to drive you to your car, or what?" "Drive." "Just drive." "I'm sorry, okay?" "I'm really sorry." "What were you thinking, Natalie?" "I didn't think, but all I said was "no comment."" "No, it's the way you said it." "Well, I didn't mean to imply that" "You shouldn't have said anything." "You shouldn't have even been there." "I had a commitment." "I couldn't just stand by while they tried to run her into the ground with empty accusations." "You know that these accusations were empty, or do you just like to think they were?" "You didn't do a DNA on the fingernail." "I was going to do it in the morning." "I'm sorry." "I screwed up." "[TIRES SCREECHING]" "What is that idiot behind us doing?" "Come on, Nats." "No, she does not want to speak to the press." "No, I'm not going to substantiate anything." "It's Hiatt." "Now I know it's Hiatt, and you know what else?" "I should talk to the press." "I think you've done enough talking to the press." "But it's so obvious." "I mean, it is such an obvious reaction to what happened at the hotel." "You see, Hiatt figures that we focused the investigation on him, and last night, he tried to put a stop to it." "Nothing is obvious about this investigation, or there wouldn't be an investigation." "Natalie, I think what happened last night does more to clear Hiatt than to implicate him." "But he doesn't even have an alibi." "Nor does Barbara Norton." "I mean, come on." "What kind of idiot would Hiatt have to be to make an attempt on the life of the very person who just implied in front of three television cameras that he was under investigation?" "You're not thinking clearly." "I'm only trying to be logical about this." "All right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right." "Didn't this car leave an impression on you, Nick?" "I mean, didn't you see who was driving?" "It happened too quickly." "This whole thing has gone from bad to worse." "I mean, let's try to make some headway on this case without anyone else getting hurt, and let's try to do it quietly." "Anyone seen this?" "For crying out loud." "Hi." "Whatever it is, it will wait until morning." "Well, morning's got its own list," "I'm afraid." "Listen, why don't you go upstairs and get some rest?" "I'll be able to rest when my job's done, when you're in city hall." "Cross our fingers." "Well, that won't be necessary." "We're going to get there anyway." "When I say I'm going to do something," "I do it." "Okay, that's it." "The DNA confirms it." "We're looking for a woman." "So she cut herself and chipped her fingernail when she picked up the TV." "It seems logical, the way it was jammed into a vent in the side of the cabinet, so I guess that means Hiatt's in the clear, at least personally, now that we're looking for a woman." "I hope that's not disappointment" "I hear in your voice." "...news conference is underway in an attempt on the part of Clifford Hiatt and his supporters to undo the damage caused by today's news that Hiatt is the subject of police investigations into the Hotel Perceval murders two nights ago." "It's a scandal which, regardless of outcome, could spell the end of Hiatt's political career." "HIATT:" "Good evening." "Natalie, what is it?" "Thank you for coming." "I am innocent." "Look, Nick, whatever you may be thinking, this was not my intention." "Unfortunately, the seed of doubt has been planted." "Mr. Girard, will you kindly explain to this committee why you keep in your refrigerator bottles full of animal blood?" "[GASPING]" "I choose not to answer that question under the protection of the Fifth Amendment to the Constitution." "Commie monster." "[YELLING]" "Commie monster." "Order." "[GAVEL BANGING]" "Order!" "Order!" "It's very close to the election, as you all know..." "I speak for myself, and my family, and, I think, all of the people who have supported me in not only my decision to run for mayor but in the work I've done on committees that I've served on," "and in the other offices that I have proudly held." "Uh...when I say that the impact of this has been deeply felt..." "[PEOPLE CLAMORING]" "Mr. Girard, the dean of Archaeology is reported as saying he'll review your tenure." "Well, I've been tried and convicted, and my hearing's barely begun." "It's hardly a surprise I've been sentenced as well." "Does this mean you'll resign your position as associate professor of Archaeology?" "Do I have a choice?" "Uh...we can only hope that the people of Toronto will not let this taint of scandal sway their decisions when it comes time to go to the polls." "[APPLAUSE]" "This guy is all but conceding." "This isn't right." "Wait a minute." "We have to call a press conference." "We could probably get it in for the 11:00 news." "You can...you can play it, you know, humble, humanitarian, concerned for the state of the system and democracy in general, and then we can..." "We can urge the people to... to wait for the police to complete their investigation before they hold anything against Hiatt, which, of course, they won't." "Yep." "We'll have a press conference." "The election is very close..." "What's up?" "One of the old out-of-service numbers in Reeves' book was once listed to Barbara Norton." "How long ago?" "Almost 10 years, when Reeves was an alderman." "He'd have reason to call her office now and then." "So?" "It wasn't her office." "It wasn't even her home number at the time." "It was an apartment she kept in town." "An apartment in town." "Oh, baby, this is getting better by the minute." "Better?" "I mean, I mean, better for us." "For the case." "Honest." "It's all beginning to add up." "Take a look at this." "Reeves' unfinished Hiatt-Rothweiler exposé." "And this is a draft of another article he was working on about the campaign in general, but take a look at this." "Over and over, he misspells "from", f-o-r-m, "form."" "Six out of ten times." "Some bad typing habit." "And yet, returning to the great Rothweiler exposé, the typing tutor paid off." "No more typos." "The Rothweiler article's dummied up." "And planted by our killer." "Someone who wants us to believe that either Hiatt or someone working for him snuffed Reeves to shut him up." "Somebody who, at the considerable risk of sounding partisan, maybe had a prior role in the hot satin sheets with Gilbert "the Joy Boy" alderman." "Or someone that has an even bigger stake in all this." "Where are you going?" "To dig a little deeper." "[¶]" "We are here tonight to get at the truth, and be assured, the truth will out." "This is a witch hunt, sir, and I don't understand why you won't listen to the truth when you say that's what you want." "We're not here for explanations," "Mr. Girard." "We're here for answers." "I never said anything about lying." "All I'm saying is that there has clearly been a misinterpretation of the facts." "I've been tried and convicted, and the hearing's barely begun." "It's hardly a surprise" "I've been sentenced as well." "[¶]" "Schanke, it's time to switch sides." "Hope you're not putting too many wrinkles in your suit, because we're live in less than two." "Do you want me to run through this with you just to make sure that you've got the attitude right?" "No." "I'm ready." "[REPORTERS CLAMORING]" "What we have been witness to in the last few days is, in my estimation, the very poorest excuse for journalism, and I hope Mr. Hiatt will stay in the race." "I also implore the voters not to encourage a trend in the media which threatens the democratic process itself." "Do not let gossip-mongering influence your decisions on election day." "The mayoral contest, until all this innuendo started, was being played out on a level field, the way it's supposed to be." "Perhaps this evening" "I can again level that field by saying that if it's association that is determining Mr. Hiatt's guilt, then let it determine mine too." "I have..." "I have spoken to my family about this, and I feel that it's important I now share it with you." "I had a relationship with Gilbert Reeves some years ago." "By "relationship," do you mean an affair?" "Before you married Mr. Norton?" "Did you have an affair, Judge Norton, with the man who was murdered?" "Yes or no, Judge Norton?" "Well, things are really heating up on the election front as both candidates deal with their fair share of scandal, and I use the word "fair,"" "because it was apparently in a spirit of fairness that Barbara Norton just a few moments ago decided to level the field with the shocking revelation that, some years ago, she had a love affair with journalist Gilbert Reeves," "one of the Hotel Perceval murder victims." "Why?" "I had to do it." "No." "You didn't have to do..." "You didn't have to do anything." "Why didn't you just do it like I coached you?" "I did what I thought was right, Laura." "You betrayed me." "You betrayed the city." "This is about the election." "This is about all the hard work that we've done." "I'm sorry." "I realize that you have worked very, very hard" "I have worked too damn hard to let you give up on this right now." "There's no giving up, Laura." "We both know it's not going to be up to us" "That's a cop-out." "That's a lie." "How dare you even try to give up now?" "How dare you?" "Don't take your eyes off Barbara Norton." "She could be in danger." "I just found some videotape that makes a pretty good case against Laura Neil." "I'll be right there." "What, Neil?" "Norton's campaign manager?" "Hello?" "Move." "Get into the car." "Where are you taking me?" "To city hall..." "like I promised." "What are you doing here?" "Maybe trying to save your favorite candidate's life." "Where is she?" "Stepped out back for some air" "And Laura Neil?" "Right with her." "Damn!" "What's going on?" "Police!" "Hold it right there!" "I sure hope she doesn't know how to use that thing." "She knows." "She knows." "Schanke." "Police business." "I need your car!" "What's going on?" "He wants to take my car." "Where are we going?" "I told you I'd get you to city hall." "[GASPS]" "What do you mean, we can't win, Barbara?" "Here we are." "We made it, just like I promised you." "You killed Gilbert, didn't you?" "He was going to blackmail you." "He was going to do it the week of the election." "I wouldn't have had time to fix it so close to the election." "And the girl?" "[SIRENS APPROACHING]" "She might have been in on it." "I couldn't have taken that chance." "I had to..." "I had to insulate you." "That's my job, isn't it?" "Spin control?" "Oh, my God." "Laura, you" "Why?" "You don't get it, do you?" "Don't you understand?" "Every single thing you represent really means something to me." "What do you want from me?" "You don't understand, do you?" "Drop the gun and back away, Laura." "I believed in you." "I did this for the greater good." "Two people died for what you believe in." "You had no right to sacrifice them..." "Don't!" "[SIRENS WAILING] whatever the cause, whatever the reason." "I believed in you." "They will kill you, Laura." "Listen to her, Laura." "It's all over." "Don't..." "Put the gun down and back away, and do it now." "We're almost there, Barbara." "We're almost there." "[TIRES SCREECH]" "[CRASH]" "It's election night, and Laura Neil," "Barbara Norton's campaign spin doctor, is in jail." "Pending psychiatric evaluation, Neil awaits trial on two counts of first-degree murder and one count of possession of a deadly weapon." "Though candidates Barbara Norton and Clifford Hiatt have been cleared in the murders, the latest polls indicate an overwhelming backlash against Norton in the aftermath of what some local columnists have dubbed the sex scandal of the year." "That's a unique figurine." "It's from the Upper Paleolithic period." "You know, that little piece of clay is from a dig that single-handedly changed modern archaeology's mind about when the Paleolithic period started." "It's a very, very important piece." "It's fascinating." "Is that one too?" "What?" "A very, very important piece?" "Indeed." "You are looking at a desk nameplate taken from the Chicago area circa 1954." "It represents the end of a significant period in the ongoing transient life of a certain indigenous vampire." "You hated leaving that one behind, didn't you?" "I know how you feel about archaeology." "I had some remarkable students, and I think I was actually making a difference." "I don't doubt it for a moment." "You know, it's never pleasant moving on..." "Particularly when you have no choice." "Barbara!" "Barbara!" "We love you!" "Way to go!" "We fought the good fight." "Yeah, Barbara." "We lost a few important battles..." "You're the best, Barbara!" "but we press on with the war." "[CHEERING]" "Boy, she really got creamed, didn't she?" "Tried and convicted by the press." "That's a trial you can never hope to win." "You know, I think I understand your reaction to Schanke's and my political..." "Zealousness?" "It still doesn't mean that Barbara Norton wouldn't have made a great mayor." "Besides, there's still next term." "This Laura Neil business will all just blow over." "You know the problem with people like Laura Neil?" "They think they've got a monopoly on the truth." "It's a shame." "She's an intelligent person." "She just let the spin get out of control." "REPORTER:" "Barbara Norton has conceded the election." "Clifford Hiatt is the mayor-elect of Toronto." "[CHEERING]" "Oh, perfect." "Just perfect." "What does he think he's doing?" "Being a terrible winner." "[¶]"