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    >>> we're back at 7:45 with the most detailed account of bernie madoff's ponzi scheme . diana enriquez led the coverage of the scandal. she's the only reporter to interview madoff twice in the prison where he's now serving a 150-year sentence. her book is called "the wizard of lies." good to see you.

    >> good morning.

    >> let's get to one of the headlines in the book. you say we all know about this scheme now, but you take the reader back to 1962 and say there was another close call for bernie madoff, one that should have given us a window on his personality. describe it.

    >> i was intrigued by what he shared with me about the scandal. it was 1962 . most of us forgot there was a little blip in the stock market . we don't remember it anymore, but it nearly wiped him out. he put a lot of his investors' money in very risky new issue stocks, the equivalent of internet bubble stocks, and lost it all. so he lost their money and then he covered it up, borrowed money from his father-in-law to make good on those losses and kept it all very quiet. so they thought he was a genius.

    >> what we learned from the experience -- and there was another one some 25 years later -- is what he was willing to do, how far he would go to protect his reputation.

    >> he could not admit failure, matt. if he said he was going to be a genius money manager he would never admit he had lost your money. it was almost a classic flaw.

    >> one of the major points of disagreement between you and other people and bernie madoff is when the huge ponzi scheme began. he's adamant that it began in 1992 . you are convinced it started earlier. why?

    >> i am convinced it started earlier. if you look at the texture of movement in his bank accounts , the changes in the things he was telling investors, the scale of money he was handling by the mid 1980s it's not credible to me that it was not already beginning at some level at least by the mid '80s. did it go back to 1962 ? i don't know. i think maybe the same -- the right question to ask, matt, isn't did the ponzi scheme go back that far but was he bending the rules? was he shading the truth at least at that time.

    >> the scale of the fraud is monumental, but the effort it took to cover it up is even more astonishing. there was computer software programs created to generate the kind of material that bernie madoff knew the s.e.c. would be looking for. i think you have commented to our producer that he spent as much time covering up his crime as most money managers spend time making money for clients.

    >> it was ludicrous. it give use a great appreciation for how hard it was to pierce. he had special software. he had a program to allow his key lieutenant to appear to be trading with somebody in europe when he was really just trading key strokes with somebody down the hall. it was amazing.

    >> the question everybody wants to ask, diana, is did the family know? did his wife know? did his sons know? did his brother know? for 16 years i kept this secret from my wife, my brother, my sons. how i was able to do it and maintain sanity, well, that worries me when i think about it. it's an interesting comment.

    >> he's so well defended against the reality of what he did. my conclusion is that ruth, mark and andrew did not know. i cannot find any evidence that they did. my starting point is innocent until proven guilty and i could not find any proof that they knew.

    >> his son mark committed suicide on the second anniversary of the fraud. you write in the book from a friend, he had always been so proud of his name and of being the guy who was bernie madoff's son. all anyone ever saw in him was that he was bernie madoff's son.

    >> the fact that the source of his greatest pride became the source of his greatest shame was one of the most heartbreaking things mark had to deal with. think of the scene where he's confessing to his sons in the study at the penthouse where he told them, it's all over. andrew, his younger son, was grieving. he wept, even gave his father a hug, according to bernie . but mark, from that moment, was almost speechless with rage. he never spoke to his father again, unless you consider his suicide the last final message he sent. it was clearly a betrayal that cut him to the quick.

    >> it's an amazing story. incredibly well written and researched by someone who's covered it from the beginning and before that.

    >> thank you.

    >> thank you so much.

    >> the book is called "the wizard of lies" and just

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updated 4/25/2011 8:51:48 AM ET 2011-04-25T12:51:48

After leading the New York Times’ incisive coverage of the Bernard Madoff scandal since the story first broke, Diana B. Henriques has written the definitive book on subject. “The Wizard of Lies” traces the ascent of Madoff’s scheme and its inevitable collapse in a thrilling, detailed account. Here’s an excerpt.

An earthquake on Wall Street

Monday, December 8, 2008

He is ready to stop now, ready to just let his vast fraud tumble down around him.

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Despite his confident posturing and his apparent imperviousness to the increasing market turmoil, his investors are deserting him. The Spanish banking executives who visited him on Thanksgiving Day still want to withdraw their money. So do the Italians running the Kingate funds in London, and the managers of the fund in Gibraltar and the Dutch-run fund in the Caymans, and even Sonja Kohn in Vienna, one of his biggest boosters. That’s more than $1.5 billion right there, from just a handful of feeder funds. Then there’s the continued hemorrhaging at Fairfield Greenwich Group — $980 million through November and now another $580 million for December.

If he writes a check for the December redemptions, it will bounce.

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There’s no way he can borrow enough money to cover those withdrawals. Banks aren’t lending to anyone now, certainly not to a midlevel wholesale outfit like his. His brokerage firm may still seem impressive to his trusting investors, but to nervous bankers and harried regulators today, Bernard L. Madoff Investment Securities is definitely not “too big to fail.”

Last week he called a defense lawyer, Ike Sorkin. There’s probably not much that even a formidable attorney like Sorkin can do for him at this point, but he’s going to need a lawyer. He made an appointment for 11:30 am on Friday, December 12. He’s still unsure of what to do first and when to do what, but a Friday appointment should give him enough time to sort things out.

In his nineteenth-floor office on this cold, blustery Monday, Bernie Madoff starts going through the motions. Around him, the setting is incongruously serene: black lacquer furnishings against silvery carpets and darker gray walls, a graceful staircase in the center. His firm occupies the eighteenth and nineteenth floors of the Lipstick Building, a distinctive oval tower on Third Avenue at East Fifty-third Street. Around the curving walls of windows on each floor, slabs of glass hang from the ceiling to form bright offices and conference rooms. Hidden behind locked doors on the seventeenth floor is a bland set of cluttered offices that Madoff also rents, connected to the rest of the firm only by the building’s main elevators and fire escapes. It is down there, far from Madoff’s light-filled office, that his fraud is invisibly but inexorably falling apart.

A little before lunch, he talks on the phone with Jeffrey Tucker at Fairfield Greenwich. They’ve known each other for almost twenty years.

Madoff’s controlled frustration sounds fierce over the phone lines. What the hell is this, $1.2 billion in withdrawals in just over a month? Hadn’t the executives at Fairfield Greenwich been promising since June that they would “defend” against these redemptions? They’re even taking money from their own insider funds! Some defense.

He threatens: Fairfield Greenwich has to replace the redemptions already piling up for December 31, or he will close its accounts. He will kill the goose supplying all those golden eggs for Tucker and his wife, for his younger partners, and for the extended family of Tucker’s cofounder Walter Noel Jr.

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He bluffs: “My traders are tired of dealing with these hedge funds,” he says. Plenty of institutions could replace that money, and have been offering to do so for years. But he has “remained loyal” to Fairfield Greenwich, he reminds Tucker.

As calm as a losing litigator, Tucker assures Madoff that he and Noel are working on a brand-new fund, the Greenwich Emerald fund, that will be a little riskier but will produce better returns. It will sell easily, when the markets settle down.

Madoff scoffs at the notion that Tucker and Noel will ever raise the $500 million they hope for — even though the partners are putting millions of dollars of their own money into it already. They’d better focus on hanging on to the money they are losing right now, Madoff says, or he is going to cut them off.

A shaken Jeffrey Tucker writes an e-mail to his partners a few minutes later. “Just got off the phone with a very angry Bernie,” he tells them, repeating the threats. “I think he is sincere.”

He isn’t. The Fairfield Sentry fund will shut down before December 31, but it won’t be because Tucker and his partners aren’t “defending” against their redemptions. It will be because they have stifled their skepticism for twenty years, determined to believe that their golden nest eggs were safe with Madoff.

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Sometime today, people down on the seventeenth floor who work for Madoff’s right-hand man, Frank DiPascali, will get the paperwork done so that Stanley Chais, one of Madoff’s backers since the 1970s, can withdraw $35 million from one of his accounts. Chais has been loyal to Madoff a lot longer than the Fairfield Greenwich guys.

Around 4:00 pm, friends and clients start to arrive for a meeting of the board of the Gift of Life Bone Marrow Foundation, which helps find bone marrow matches for adults with leukemia. Bernie and his wife, Ruth, support the group because their nephew Roger succumbed to the disease and their son Andrew had a related illness, a form of lymphoma. In ones and twos, the board members show up, climbing the oval stairway from the reception area on the eighteenth floor, where the firm’s administrative staff is housed.

At the head of the stairs, they turn right and head for the big glass-walled conference room between Madoff’s office and his brother Peter’s office. Ruth Madoff arrives and joins them. Eleanor Squillari, Bernie’s secretary, has arranged some soft drinks, bottled water, and snacks on the credenza near one of the doors.

Jay Feinberg, the foundation’s executive director and a leukemia survivor himself, sits down at one end of the long stone table with a few of his staff members and his elderly father, a board member. Bernie is at the other end, with Ruth on his right. There are people here who were woven into every decade of Madoff’s life — Ed Blumenfeld, his buddy and the co-owner of his new jet; Fred Wilpon, an owner of the New York Mets baseball team and a friend since their kids were growing up together in Roslyn, Long Island; Maurice “Sonny” Cohn, his partner in Cohmad Securities since the mid-1980s, a friend who has shared so many jokes with him over the years and now shares his office space.

Ezra Merkin, the financier and conduit to so many Jewish charities, arrives and settles his bulk into the square black leather chair next to Ruth. The elegant stockbroker Bob Jaffe, the son-in-law of Madoff’s longtime Palm Beach investor Carl Shapiro and a broker with Cohmad, sits nearby. A few other board members or volunteers find seats at the table. There is a little trouble with the phone, but finally they manage to link in Norman Braman, the genial former owner of the Philadelphia Eagles football team, who presumably is in Florida.

At this moment, most of the people around this table are Madoff’s friends, his admirers, his clients. In a few days they, and thousands like them, will become his victims. Their wealth will be diminished and their reputations questioned. Their lives will become a nightmare merry-go-round of lawyers, litigation, depositions, bankruptcy claims, and courtroom battles. They will all profoundly regret that they ever trusted the genial silver-haired man seated at the head of the table.

With Ruth taking notes, Madoff turns to the agenda — fund-raising efforts and plans for the big annual dinner in the spring. A fund-raising committee is needed. “Who will take this on?” Madoff asks. Fred Wilpon agrees to do so. The rest of the discussion is routine, except that some members recall Feinberg passing around copies of the foundation’s conflict-of-interest policy and getting a signed copy from each member for the file.

By six o’clock, they are done. Madoff escorts his wife and friends through the private nineteenth-floor exit. They head out into the winter night.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Things are starting to slip. Madoff has planned to meet with the son of his friend J. Ira Harris, one of the wise lions of Wall Street and now a genial philanthropist in Palm Beach, but the visit is canceled.

Instead, Madoff sits down with his older son, Mark, and explains that, despite the recent meltdown in the market, he’s had a very strong year with his private investment advisory business. He’s cleared several hundred million dollars, and he wants to distribute bonuses to some employees a little earlier than usual. Not in February — now, this week. He tells Mark to draw up a list of the trading desk employees who should get checks.

Troubled, Mark consults his brother, Andrew. The two men have seen their father tense up a little more every day as the market crisis has wrung them all out. Just a little liquidity strain on the hedge fund side, he told them last month. But he is clearly more than just worried; they’ve never seen him like this. And now he wants to pay out millions in early bonuses — it doesn’t make sense. Shouldn’t he be conserving cash, with things as rocky as they are? He should wait to see how things look in two months, when bonus season arrives. But Bernie Madoff is an autocrat — he is in charge, and he brooks no opposition. Still, the brothers decide they must talk with their father on Wednesday about their concerns.

After the markets close and the firm starts to empty out, Madoff walks across the oval area where the secretaries sit and enters Peter’s office. Peter has aged and pulled inward in the two years since his only son died. He still carries Roger’s photo in his wallet, one taken after leukemia had already left its stamp on his once-handsome face. For decades before that bereavement, Peter had been Bernie’s right hand, his confidant, the technological guru of the firm, the “kid brother.”

If Peter has not previously known about his brother’s crime — his lawyers will insist later that he did not — he is going to learn about it now. Bernie takes a deep breath and asks his brother if he had “a moment to talk.” Peter nods, and Bernie closes the door.

“I have to tell you what’s going on,” he says.

People speak glibly about “life-changing” moments. Some truly qualify. You propose marriage and are accepted. You hear “You’re hired” or “You’re fired,” and your future shifts instantly. The doctor says “malignant,” and everything is different. But anyone who has ever lived through it will tell you: It is profoundly shattering to learn, in one instant, that everything you thought was true about a loved one is actually a lie. The world rocks on its axis; when it is finally steady again, you are in a strange place that resembles but is totally unlike the place you were in just a moment earlier.

So if this is the moment Peter Madoff learns of his brother’s crime, it seems unlikely that he immediately contemplates the ruin of his career and his family’s fortune, or worries about the chain saw of civil lawsuits and criminal investigations that will chew through the years ahead. Those thoughts will surely come. But if this news has hit him from out of the blue, it is far more likely that his mind just stops and tries to rewind an entire lifetime in a split second, to get back to something real and true.

Peter is a lawyer and the firm’s chief compliance officer — they’ve always been too casual about job titles here, and now it matters. He listens as Bernie explains that he’s going to distribute the bonuses and send redemption checks to those closest to him — to make whatever amends he can before he turns himself in. He needs just a few days more, he says. He’s already made a date with Ike Sorkin for Friday.

Perhaps still waiting for the world to stop rocking, Peter blurts out, “You’ve got to tell your sons.”

Mark and Andrew had both talked with their uncle Peter about how worried they were about their father, who had grown increasingly preoccupied in recent weeks. They kept asking, “Is Dad all right?” They are frightened, Peter says. Again, he tells Bernie, “You have to tell them.”

He would, he would. He just couldn’t decide when.

Excerpted from “The Wizard of Lies” by Diana B. Henriques. Copyright 2011 by Diana B. Henriques. Published in 2011 by Times Books, an imprint of Henry Holt and Company. All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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