watched this week
Rienzi: "Print that story and you're a dead man."
Hutcheson: "It's not just me anymore. You'd have to stop every newspaper in the country and you're not big enough for that job. People like you have tried it before. With bullets, prison, censorship. But as long as even one newspaper will print the truth, you're finished."
R: Hey Hutcheson? That noise? What's that racket?
H: That's the press, baby, the press, and there's nothing you can do about it. Nothing.