NIXON: I was in a room. Red. Everything red, the, the curtains, the floor, zigzag pattern on the floor. Very disorienting. Very…the lighting was not good, I’ll say that. Whoever was responsible for the lighting in this room was not- it wasn’t a well-lit room, Bob.
HALDEMAN: No, sir.
NIXON: And there was a small man there.
KISSINGER: Small in what sense, Mr. President?
NIXON: In the sense of being… Henry, in the sense of being small. Physically. A little man. Very well dressed, I’ll give him that. Good suit. He had a, there was something about the way he moved that was- Bob, you’d have to see it. The way he moved and spoke was like a, a record played at the wrong speed. You know what I mean? Backwards somehow and yet you could still
HALDEMAN: I think I follow, sir.
NIXON: And there was a woman there. Beautiful woman. Just sitting. She wasn’t… she didn’t say anything, she just sat and-
KISSINGER: A beautiful woman.
NIXON: Don’t, Henry.
KISSINGER: I said nothing.
NIXON: I know the look. The woman is not the point. The point is the little man, because the little man came very close to me and he spoke and what he said was - now this is the part I need you both to…he said, “burn the tapes”.