So you start reporting on crime again. And now Scanlon is a dead man unless he proves he's...

[Britt, in his mind, is putting together the pieces between his father, Chudnofsky and Scanlon] James Reid:
Think, Britt. You can figure this out, my son, with your brains. Britt Reid:
Okay, two years ago, Scanlon decides to run for DA. He says he's cleaning up the streets of L.A., which is impossible. So he asked the media to slant the news. And you go along with it like everybody else? James Reid:
No way. l refused. Britt Reid:
So he... Shit! What does he do? So Scanlon decides to go really dirty. Makes a pact with a criminal. Chudnofsky kills your reporter. Vertolibe? Vertoleeb? James Reid:
I didn't want more bloodshed, so I stopped reporting on crime. Britt Reid:
Scanlon can hold up his part of the deal, keeping the media under control, and Chudnofsky does whatever he wants! But Chudnofsky had a different plan. He wanted to take over all the gangs of L.A. So that's when you decided to cut the strings. James Reid:
I couldn't look in the mirror. I hated every word I said to you that morning, Britt. Britt Reid:
So you start reporting on crime again. And now Scanlon is a dead man unless he proves he's still in control. He has no choice but to organize a meeting with you, and he kills you himself. In the end, you stood up for what's right, Dad. Now l have to do the same