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Spotlight · written by Josh Singer & Tom McCarthy · 2015
Scene 77 of 143 · ≈ 3 min on screen · Act two
The Boston Globe's Spotlight team pries open the Catholic Church's decades-long cover-up of child abuse — one sealed record, one silenced victim at a time.
Robby's Spotlight team operates comfortably inside its own routine, prospecting a modest police-corruption story under a departing editor's cover.
Baron's outsider question exposes what the paper has never done: investigate whether Cardinal Law knowingly protected an abusive priest.
The team sets aside its own project and enters unfamiliar territory: survivor networks, a hostile plaintiff's lawyer, and a legal fight to unseal church records.
The team pays the cost of the work — hearing survivor testimony, chasing MacLeish's stonewalling, and combing church directories for a hidden pattern of reassigned priests.
The directory search and Sipe's estimate deliver what they set out for: confirmation that the abuse spans dozens, then eighty-seven, priests across Boston.
Matt confirms priest after priest against the growing directory list until the tally lands on eighty-seven, three off Sipe's own estimate, and Robby says he wants to talk to MacLeish.
In his office, Robby calls Jim Sullivan and asks point blank if the number could really be ninety; Jim tells him to stop this before hanging up, and Robby learns MacLeish is stonewalling a meeting.
Robby and Sacha corner MacLeish in his lobby and threaten to write about lawyers profiting from abuse settlements unless he confirms the numbers; he admits he sent the Globe a list of twenty priests years ago that was buried.
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Mike boils hot dogs on the stove.
MIKE
Richard, do you still go to mass?
SIPE (ON SPEAKERPHONE)
No, I haven’t been to church for
some time now. But I still consider
myself a Catholic.
MIKE
How does that work?
SIPE (ON SPEAKERPHONE)
The Church is an institution, Mike,
made of men. It’s passing. My
faith is in the eternal. I try to
separate the two.
MIKE
Sounds tricky.
Mike’s shakes his pen, out of ink. He crosses to his backpack by the front door. He reaches in, digs around.
SIPE (ON SPEAKERPHONE)
It is. Especially since the Church
continues to go after me. It takes
a toll, Mike.
SIPE (CONT’D)
They’ll try to silence anyone who
speaks out. I’m sure they’ll come
after you and your team soon enough.
MIKE
And how do you think they’ll do
that? Hello? ...Richard?
Mike checks his phone. Disconnected. Huh. Suddenly, there’s a loud KNOCK on the door. Mike JUMPS.
MIKE (CONT’D)
Who is it?
BEN (O.C.)
The Archbishop of Canterbury.
Mike opens the door. Ben’s there with a PIZZA BOX.
BEN (CONT’D)
I had dinner at Santarpio’s, had
some leftovers.
He hands Mike the pizza.
MIKE
Ah, you’re the freakin’ best. You
want a beer?
BEN
Yeah.
Ben enters, takes in Mike’s apartment. Mike grabs two beers.
Jesus. How much longer you gonna be
in this shithole?
MIKE
BEN
She’s a good girl, Mike.
MIKE
Yeah, she is. We’ll figure it out. I
haven’t had a lot of time lately.
(then)
I was just on the phone with Sipe
actually.
BEN
Have you met this guy in person yet?
MIKE
No, but his knowledge of this is on
a whole other level.
Ben frowns, skeptical. Mike hands him a beer. They sit. Mike opens the pizza box, digs in.
MIKE (CONT’D)
Oh man, I’m starving.
BEN
So, where are we on the ninety?
MIKE
Close.
BEN
How close?
MIKE
We’re close.
BEN
Just answer the question, will you?
Mike clocks this.
MIKE
We got 87 names. We’re trying to get
confirmation. I think we will.
(then, off Ben)
Something bugging you?
BEN
Just surprising, that’s all.
MIKE
Yeah, it is. For everyone.
93A EXT. MIKE’S APARTMENT BUILDING, HALLWAY - NIGHT
Ben walks out of Mike’s apartment, heads up the stairs when Mike opens his door, calls after him.
MIKE
Hey. Ben, I forgot to ask, Phil
Saviano said he sent a bunch of info
to the Globe years ago. You have
any idea to who?
BEN
(irked)
No. Why?
MIKE
Just curious. I wanted to see if
there were any other leads you guys
didn’t run out?
BEN
(pissed off)
Saviano was a fucking train wreck
five years ago, Mike. We didn’t miss
anything. This story needed
Spotlight.
Mike’s taken aback.
MIKE
Yeah. I know. Just following up.
Nothing more to say.
BEN
Good night.
Ben walks off. Mike watches him go.