01x05 - The Insolents

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]

[laughing]

Phil?

Let me in.

I said I was sorry, sweetheart.

Don't be like that.

Phil?

[g*nsh*t]

[knocking on door]

'Phil.'

Phil?

Phil? Will somebody call the captain?

[intense music]

Honestly, what are you trying to do, scare me ha..

[sighs] Well, Roger, for heaven's sake!

I thought you were up in the bar.

Is Phil alright?

No.

No, he's, he's been hurt, Elizabeth.

- Excuse me, please. - 'Excuse me.'

- Excuse me. - Hey, Roger, what happened?

Somebody said they heard a shot.

Phil shot himself, Hewitt.

Huh?

Phil? Oh, Phil wouldn't have the..

Huh?

[intense music]

Oh.

Oh, this is..

I better go tell the others.

[indistinct chatter]

Mr. York, will you please close that door?

[door closes]

Whose g*n is this?

Philip's.

Um, Mr. Creighton's.

Will he be alright, captain?

He's dead.

- Did you see it happen? - Uh, no.

[clears throat] I..

I was in my own room.

I heard the, uh, shot and I thought

well, well, he's finally done it.

He's..

He's k*lled himself.

Was your connecting door locked?

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No.

Then everything else is exactly the same

as when you came in here?

'Your stepfather's body lying over there'

and his g*n across the cabin here?

Yeah.

You're under arrest, Mr. York.

You'll be confined to a cabin until we reach port.

[theme music]

[male narrator] "The FBI."

A QM production.

Starring, Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring, Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

Lynn Loring.

And special guest star

Eileen Heckart.

Tonight's episode

"The Insolents."

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

[giggles]

[laughing]

- Gotcha! - Ah, ha-ha-ha!

[sighs]

Well.

I've got about one hour left.

Now, what would you like to do?

Oh, feed the pigeons.

Oh, again?

Uh, look, Barb, couldn't we take a walk by the, um.. No?

- Feed the pigeons. - Feed the pigeons. Mm-hmm.

[chuckles]

[instrumental music]

You know, honey, I'm gonna go broke feeding these pigeons.

And I thought that you were a big time spender.

Oh.

Hey, do you suppose they’re all enrolled in this school too?

Even the baby?

[chuckles] Probably.

You know, I remember when they were married

she was in my German class.

I was her bridesmaid.

Again.

Well, that's Barbara Erskine.

Always a bridesmaid and never a bride.

Thanks to dear papa.

- You know something, honey? - What?

You outta write a book called

"I Was A Bitter Frustrated



It's a catchy title.

- Mm-hm. - Mm.

Come on. Let’s go.

[music continues]

[pigeons cooing]

Roger York finally k*lled somebody.

Who's Roger York?

- You know Roger York. - No.

Yeah, yeah, Yo-York, the west coast millionaire.

He’s in a dozen rackets.

Well, why, if he’s a millionaire?

Uh, the kicks, the thrills, who knows?

"Heir to two oil fortunes, allegedly shot

"his mother's latest husband aboard the SS.

His stepfather was a year younger than York himself."

[sighs]

Uh, look, Barb

I, I better get back to the bureau.

Now, I thought you said you had an hour, Jim.

Yeah, well, uh..

Look, hon, maybe I'll see you tonight, huh?

Now, look, who's more important to you?

The bureau or me?

I'll see you tonight.

Jim!

[instrumental music]

In the meantime, what have you heard from Paris?

Well, the, uh, prints match.

They’re gonna hold Fitzroy there and we can interview him.

Fitzroy?

Quarter to one. What are you doing back so early?

You and Barbara have a fight?

We never fight, Lou. You know that.

I thought Fitz Roy would be in East Berlin by now.

He pressed his luck.

Stopped off to see a girlfriend.

They pick him up on a traffic violation.

Earl Fitzroy was so scared that Serte

they better check with us.

But you can scratch out one saboteur.

Hm, what is this, our week to be lucky?

How so?

Well, it's the same thing with Roger York

gave us a chance to investigate.

You heard about the Creighton m*rder.

Yeah. Durant called the SAC Los Angeles.

He's gonna board the ship when she docks

in San Pedro tomorrow.

Good, good, good.

Chance to investigate Roger York, huh?

You know, that might not be a bad idea.

Lou, this guy's been involved in everything

from phony cancer cures to p*rn*graphy.

'I've heard enough complaints about him'

to stock half a file cabinet.

Or is he too rich to get hurt?

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Alright, Jim, you're on it.

I'll, uh, see about plane reservations.

Did you just get the impression

we brightened up that young man's entire day?

[chuckles] What's he so happy about?

I don't know.

Well, one thing, he talked you out of a trip to Paris.

Trip to Paris?

I was thinking of having you interview Fitzroy.

Oh.

Well, they tell me April in San Pedro

is very pleasant too, Lewis.

[chuckles]

Well, have a nice trip.

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[female #1] 'Fasten your seatbelts, please.'

'We are approaching Los Angeles International Airport.'

'It's been a pleasure serving you'

'and we hope that you will fly with us again soon. Thank you.'

Oh, uh, Lou, I, I don't know if I mentioned it

but, uh, Durant said he'd have a helicopter available

to take us directly to San Pedro.

- San Pedro? - Uh, yeah.

I'll, uh, check into the hotel first

call the field office.

[instrumental music]

Hey, Jim, wait a minute!

- Ship doesn't dock till noon. - I know.

It's just that I feel I should be in San Pedro, waiting.

Well, if you need me, I'll be at the hotel.

Thanks, Lou.

You know this York has a habit of squirming

out of one jam after another.

All of a sudden the, the-the witnesses

can't remember what happened the..

The evidence turns up missing.

Well, he's got a 48-hour jump on us

and I don't wanna give him any more time.

- Time for what? - Well, to--

Bribe the captain? Buy the ship?

Jim, this York's rough, but he's not the mafia.

I don't understand this intense interest.

Sometimes I wonder if I understand it myself.

But I remember the first time his file hit my desk.

He was a prime suspect in a m*rder charge.

But the case was never bought to trail

because there were no witnesses, there was no evidence.

So, I checked up on him.

He's been in trouble since he was 15 years old.

But he was never convicted once.

He's Moby d*ck, Lou. He keeps getting away.

This time I think we've nailed him.

If the evidence warrants it.

If the evidence warrants it, of course.

Check with ya later.

- Mr. Erskine? - Right.

I have a message for you from Mr. Durant.

Yes?

He wants you to come to San Pedro, too.

- He say why? - Yes.

He asked me to tell you that the ship's on fire.

Hey, Jim. Wait a minute.

[intense music]

[blaring]

Now, it's alright, ladies and gentlemen.

Nothing to worry about. It'll all be over in a moment.

Well, I mean, how wild can a cruise get?

Hewitt, do you think we're all going to burn to death

inside of San Pedro?

Yes, Bebe. Two spades.

Ladies and gentlemen

uh, the fire is over

and the damage is very minor.

'Now, we'll be docking directly.'

I heard the fire started in Philip's stateroom.

Did you?

Hewitt..

...do you think Roger really shot that stinker?

Of course not, Bebe.

Bid.

Oh, uh, three hearts.

Well, it's all really academic now, isn't it?

I mean, how can they possibly prosecute poor Roger

when all the evidence has gone up in smoke?

Wouldn't you just love to see his face?

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Thank you.

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And the g*n was lying on the floor

approximately 15 feet from the body?

A-a-approximately, yes.

Captain, why didn't you put a guard down here?

I saw no need to.

The g*n was in my safe, the door was locked

the steward had orders to keep everyone away.

Uh, this was Mr. York's suite in there?

Yes, it was, he's being confined to a cabin below deck

since Wednesday.

[Erskine] 'Captain.'

How many people had passkeys to this stateroom?

After the sh**ting, two.

I had one, the steward had one.

This, uh, this steward, where was he during the fire?

He was talking to the ship's doctor.

Would you ask someone to send him up here, please?

No, I'm afraid I can't, sir.

He was very badly burned fighting the fire.

He's still unconscious.

Durant.

Yes, sir?

Here it is.

- Here what is? - The cause of the fire.

Somebody dropped an open cigarette lighter

between the arm and the cushion.

- Recognize it? - Yes.

Ship souvenir.

Purser sells them.

Was York traveling alone, captain?

Uh, no, sir. He was one of a group.

Insolent young people, the lot of them.

How did York and Creighton get along, captain?

Well, they were always fighting.

I understand they had a very bad argument

over one of the girls in the group

the night that Creighton was shot.

Is this the girl, captain?

Hm, yes, Elizabeth Gowan.

Durant, have somebody tell the ship's doctor

we'd like to see him, will you?

- We'll be in York's cabin. - Right.

Uh, by the way, inspector

I imagine you’ll want to see the photographs that I took?

The photographs?

Yes, of the g*n

and the body.

On the night of the sh**ting, before the fire.

Uh..

Uh, didn't, uh, didn't anyone tell you about that?

No, no one did.

Well, I'll get them for you right away, sir.

I imagine that they're important.

Yes, I imagine..

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What's the significance of this one?

It indicates that the port was locked, Mr. York

from the inside.

[scoffs]

Well, they certainly won’t win a

uh, prize for beauty, now, will they?

But, then, I’m sure you’re not interested in beauty

or any of the other dull abstracts..

...like the truth.

What's your version of the truth?

I heard the g*n go off

when I looked in, Philip was dead.

Did you know he brought the g*n on board?

You mean, will my lawyers have an answer

when you find my prints all over it?

He will.

'Philip always carried a g*n.'

We all handled it many times.

But I didn't k*ll him.

Did you like him?

Very much.

I liked all my mother’s, uh, husbands.

All except my father.

He's the only one I never had a chance to..

...to meet.

Why didn't your mother come along?

I don't think she knew about it.

She's off in the Amazon

somewhere exploring.

Incommunicado.

The Amazon?

Well, you know, when you've, uh..

...when you've been around the world ten times

you wanna go somewhere else for a change.

Huh?

What did Creighton do for a living, York?

He was a tennis bum.

Very good, by the way.

Terrific backhand.

Did he happen to use that backhand on you

the night you had the fight over Miss Gowan?

I didn't, uh, I didn't get your name.

Rhodes.

Well, Rhodes..

...if you would've done your homework

you'd know that Roger York doesn't fight over girls.

Girls fight over Roger York.

Suppose we find witnesses who say differently?

- Good luck. - York!

[knock on door]

Come in.

Dr. Lindsay's here.

Dr. Lindsay, Inspector Erskine and Special Agent Rhodes.

- How do you do, sir? - How do you do?

Two questions, doctor

I understand that the A deck steward

came to the infirmary just before the fire was discovered.

Yes, sir. Uh, he said he had a headache.

He was extremely nervous, so, I gave him a tranquilizer

and sent him on his way.

I see.

What about Creighton, uh, time of death, cause, so forth?

Well, he was k*lled by a 38 caliber b*llet

that pierced the mitral valve of the heart

and lodged in the left ventricle.

Uh, doctor, how long would he have lived

with a wound like that?

Oh, matter of seconds.

I see.

In another words, if he had committed suicide

the g*n would've fallen by his feet.

- 'Probably.' - Mm-hmm.

But he couldn't have committed suicide in any event.

There were no powder burns

either on his clothes or on his body.

No, I'd say he was shot from a distance

of at least, uh, five yards.

- Alright, doctor, thank you. - Right, sir.

Durant, call the US attorney's office.

Yes, sir.

I take it I'm being arrested.

That'll be up to the US attorney.

Oh, so, it's row-row time.

Clears the tracks and full steam ahead.

Now, you listen to me, I didn't k*ll Creighton

and I think you know it as well as I do.

But evidently, that's not gonna matter much around here.

- York, before you go-- - It's Mr. York!

And I'm speaking to your superior, sonny

so, just butt out.

I'd like to talk to Mr. Hewitt Pierce.

Ask him to contact my lawyer.

Also my mother if he can.

Alright.

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It's all over, but the shouting.

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Well, this is the ballistics report from Washington.

Confirms that the b*llet that k*lled Creighton

came from the same g*n that Captain Tillman

'found in the stateroom.'

What about the gunpowder burns?

The lab confirms Dr. Lindsay's report.

Third paragraph.

"Absence of gunpowder residue on the victim's jacket and shirt

"indicates that the b*llet in question was fired

from a distance of not less than 48 inches."

That'll rule out suicide once and for all.

You think so?

Um, don't you?

Well, I don't see how a man can sh**t himself in the chest

from a distance of 15 feet

unless he's a magician.

Well, there's no magic connected with that g*n.

It’s a plain commonplace ordinary 38.

York's prints on it?

Mm-hm, York’s and Creighton’s

and four or five unidentifiable.

But there's, uh, one item there that puzzled me.

[telephone rings]

They found some brown paint on the g*n.

Durant.

Yes, hold on.

Mr. Ward in Washington for you.

Hello.

Yes, Arthur.

I want to remind you you have an appointment

back here on the 23rd, in court.

Yes, I know, uh..

Arthur, I was wondering is there anyway we could get a delay?

Delay? Not at this late date.

Why? Is the York case giving you some trouble?

No, uh..

No, not yet anyway.

He was arraigned on Wednesday. m*rder one.

Well, I'd say the charges were more than justified

from your report here.

Is Rhodes there? Let me talk to him.

Yes. Arthur Ward.

Yes, sir.

Well, Jim, your suspicions paid off big.

- Congratulations. - Uh, thank you, sir.

Uh, just one thing the investigation

doesn't seem to have uncovered yet.

Uh, at least I can't see it here.

[Rhodes] 'Yes, sir.'

- Motive. - The motive?

Well, I don't think we'll have to look far for that, sir.

Evidently, York and Creighton were at each other’s throats

from the moment the cruise began.

Are your witnesses reliable?

Uh, we're, uh..

Uh, we're still checking them out, sir.

Alright. Fine then.

Well, you stay on top of it.

You tell Lewis I will meet him at the airport.

Uh, yes, sir.

Uh, he said he’d meet you at the airport, Lou.

Well, I'd better start packing.

'He, uh..'

He seemed a little concerned about motive.

Did he?

Is that what concerns you?

'Motive?'

Who said I’m concerned about anything?

Lou, York and Creighton hated each other

the whole ship knew that.

Now, somebody was sure enough that York was guilty

that they tried to destroy all the evidence

in Creighton stateroom before we got there.

Question..

If Johnny eats two apples on Monday..

...and three more disappear on Tuesday..

...how many people will jump to the conclusion

that Johnny ate five apples?

You think I'm jumping to conclusions?

I'm not sure.

Lou, if you can't trust me to conduct an honest investigation

while you're gone..

...why don't you take me off the case?

Jim, if I ever decide you can't be trusted

in a matter that important

you won't be removed from a case..

...you'll be dismissed from the bureau.

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[doorbell rings]

Well, hello.

You're from the caterers. Why are you dressed like that?

If you're my guests

shouldn't we have someone here to introduce us?

- Uh, FBI. - Oh, come on.

Uh, Miss Gowan, my name's Durant.

This is Special Agent Rhodes.

Well, I've already given a statement

to a couple of awfully cute young men from your office.

Now, I'm terribly sorry, but you see

I'm throwing a party tonight..

I just don't have time to play games with you, boys.

Yeah, this won't take long.

I should've been expecting you two.

Hewitt called and said

you've been bothering him and Bebe all morning.

Miss Gowan, we asked Mr. Pierce if he could recall

ever hearing an argument between Mr. York and his stepfather.

How's your memory in that department?

Perfectly lovely. They never argued.

Uh, Miss Gowan..

...you were, uh..

You were born on September 9th, 1939 in Junction City, Iowa.

Your family ran a neighborhood grocery, is that right?

Yes.

You met Roger York in Fresno in 1963.

Sixty-three or four I don't remember.

It's '63.

Thank you.

York was charged with a m*rder

of a dance hostess named, uh, Nora Sloan.

You appeared at the preliminary hearing.

Uh, you stated that you knew both parties intimately.

And that they never argue.

A month later you leased this penthouse apartment.

I came into a small inheritance.

Through a death?

What was your relationship to Creighton?

Friend.

Was York jealous of that friendship?

Did he approve of his mother's marriage to Creighton?

Why don't you ask her? She's on her way back.

Hewitt told me she'll land her plane in San Diego tomorrow.

And then fly on to LA?

[scoffs] With that woman, who knows?

She could just as easily head for Hawaii.

Who set fire to Creighton's stateroom?

Who bribed the steward to leave that door open?

Pierce?

Oh, what's the matter, Miss Gowan?

Isn't the view from up here so pretty anymore?

Now, you listen here..

[Rhodes] 'Even the steward had the sense to turn around'

and try to put that fire out!

Now, don't you smell a little smoke too, lady?

I don't have to take that!

Miss Gowan..

...you're not in some private school yard

playing hopscotch with the rich kids.

A man's been k*lled and a ship's been set on fire!

Well, I don't know anything about that.

Ask the steward if you don't believe me.

We can't ask the steward!

He was too badly burned.

'He never regained consciousness'

'he died an hour and half ago.'

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

If, uh, you should think of any further information

would you please contact us at the LA office?

Thank you.

Miss Gowan.

[door closes]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Hey!

[chuckling]

Rascal.

Oh, it's too bad Jim couldn't have come back with you.

But then I guess I am kind of proud that you'd leave him alone

on a case this important.

- Hm. - Hm. What?

Barbara, did Jim ever talk about Roger York to you?

No.

Not until he read about the sh**ting, why?

Did he discuss any of his cases with you?

Oh, once in a while.

Shouldn't he have?

Did he ever, did he ever, evaluate them?

Did he ever say so and so is guilty

can't prove it but I know he's guilty?

No. Never.

Except..

I was going to say except once

but, b-but that wasn't really a case.

What was it?

I-I'm not sure Jim would want me to tell you, dad.

Might be important.

[instrumental music]

Well, it..

I-it happened while Jim was still in high school.

He didn't have a nickel but..

...but he was in love with a girl.

A girl who said that she would wait for him

until he finished college.

But she got pregnant.

Not by Jim.

There was a boy

named Andres.

He lived in a big house on top of the hill.

You know, all the money in the world.

Anyway, he, he wouldn't marry the girl.

But a few days later, a couple of kids

were swimming in the lake and..

...they found her body.

'By the time the authorities had finished'

kowtowing to the Andres, they..

they decided that the girl had accidentally slipped

and accidentally drowned herself.

'Jim said that, that they had a big party'

'on top of the hill that night.'

And he told me that..

...he just stood at the bottom of the hill..

...all night long

listening to the music..

...and laughs.

And he just..

...watched.

Daddy, what's wrong?

Are you afraid that Jim has already

decided that Roger York is guilty too?

A man who can, uhh, prejudge one case can prejudge another.

It's the easiest thing in the world

to find explanations to match prejudices..

...and to ignore facts that don't fit in.

But you've got to talk to him.

Sweetheart, if I have to talk to him

it will have been too late, won't it?

[instrumental music]

We'll be leaving in a minute. Is everybody comfortable?

It's very kind of you to take me aboard, Mrs. Creighton.

Although I'd really just as soon have

conducted this interview in the office.

Well, you were very kind to indulge me, Mr. Rhodes.

You can understand how anxious I am to get home.

I hope you don't object to women driving?

Oh, no, ma'am. Not at all.

Oh, I wish my co-pilot were as broadminded.

He thinks that, um, women belong in the home.

[speaking in Portuguese]

Uh, Mrs. Creighton, we'd like to ask you

a few questions, if we may.

Lindbergh Tower

this is Twin Engine 23 Yankee

waiting for takeoff.

[man on radio] ’23 Yankee. Clear for takeoff.’

Why, thank you, darling.

I thought you all died up there.

[engine revving]

[sighs] Questions, yes.

Uh, how did you husband and your son get along, Mrs. Creighton?

- Like a pair of teased cobras. - Do you know why?

Well, I’m not a psychiatrist, darling.

They simply got on each other’s nerves.

Well, could it have had anything to do with

the entailment of your estate?

I'm sorry?

Were you thinking at any time of disinheriting your son?

- In favor of Philip? - Hm.

[laughing]

No. No. I should not..

Oh, you're sweet but you read too many paperbacks.

The entailment of the York Estate was settled long before

Roger was ever born.

It's very English, as a matter of fact.

It descends from first male heir to first male heir.

Roger has his own money and I have mine

and Philip was content with the crumbs.

No. If Roger shot Philip it certainly wasn't over money.

[laughing]

Mrs. Creighton, you, uh... you don't sound very concerned

about your husband's death.

Don't I?

Well, I'm glad Philip didn't suffer.

He couldn't have borne that.

But you're right. I was never very concerned about my husband.

At least not that husband.

He was witty, was a good dancer.

But he told the same stories over and over.

And in a month, that could become tiresome.

So, in a month I left him.

Do you know a young woman by the name of Elizabeth Gowan?

No. Friend of Phillip's?

And of your son.

I see.

And you’re wondering if jealousy might have been the motive.

Well, if the roles had been reversed

and if Philip had shot Roger

I would say that jealousy could be the motive.

Philip had a terrible temper. Roger wasn't a jealous boy.

And he couldn't have used a g*n even if he were.

Why not?

Well, he’s deathly afraid of ’em, didn’t he tell you that?

At least that's what his doctor told me

and that's why he couldn't go to military school.

Mrs. Creighton, could I have this doctor's name, please?

Uh, Van Wyck. Beverly Hills.

Isn’t that funny.

I haven't thought of that in years.

Roger's horror of g*ns.

He was always in trouble but, never with g*ns.

Why was he always in trouble, Mrs. Creighton?

What?

Well, he didn't need the money.

Why was he always getting involved

in rackets and scandals? What's he after?

Well, perhaps he was looking for punishment.

Wouldn't you say so?

I never punished him when he was a little boy.

Perhaps I should have.

Maybe that would've..

...made him think that he was loved.

I didn't love him.

I didn't want him.

I was a young girl

and then I had Roger and I was an old woman.

A son makes one feel old just by growing.

And then the whole world joins the conspiracy.

The hairdressers, the fashion designers..

"Madame, we are doing our very best."

[speaking in Portuguese]

Everyone conspires, except you. You make me feel young.

Almost.

[aircraft droning]

Mr. Rhodes, don't you hate people

who don't know when the party's over?

One should really have the grace to know when to leave.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[sighs]

Roger York?

Oh, yes. I remember Roger very well.

Uh, no, thank you, doctor.

Uh, doctor, how old was he

when he first came to you for treatments?

Uh, he was 15 years old.

And how long was he a patient?

Oh, I would say, on and off

uh, altogether four years.

'His mother..'

His mother used to move around quite a bit.

The analysis had to be interrupted

and resumed, uh, many times.

Well, was it ever completed?

No.

Doctor, uh, what kind of boy was he?

I mean, why was he brought to you in the first place?

'Can you tell me that?'

Um, you understand, Mr. Rhodes, that, uh..

...under normal circumstances I would never discuss..

...a case of mine with anyone but the consulting physician.

Uh, however..

...since Mrs. Creighton has, uh

chosen to give you certain information

about her son..

...a patient of mine..

I think maybe I should, uh, clarify

some of the background

about him.

Uh, well, now, first of all I can tell you that

uh, Roger York was..

...seriously disturbed.

Uh, he was very withdrawn

almost totally unable to communicate

except through violence.

Uh, violence, doctor?

Oh, yes.

Uh, "Sustained rages

temper tantrums, threats to k*ll."

Threats to k*ll whom?

Oh, anybody who would get into his way.

Chauffeur, me.

Well, generally, the nearest father image.

I see.

Of course, that's all they were, threats.

[sighs] Well, you see, I-I-I don't understand, doctor

because if he, if he was a violent boy--

Uh, yes, but, uh

Roger's violence was always verbal.

Now, for instance, he might have ordered his mother

to pick up that, uh, inkstand

and hurl it at my head..

...but he would never have done it himself.

Not even under extreme pressure?

I think that, uh..

I think that Roger would have broken under pressure

before yielding to it.

You see, Mr. Rhodes, that was his problem.

The need to express violence

in conflict with his inability

to express it physically.

He was always the center of violence

the motivator of violence..

...and the spectator.

Never a participant.

Then you feel, doctor

that he would've been

emotionally incapable

of, say, uh, firing a g*n?

Absolutely.

Well, thank you. Thank you, doctor. Thank you very much.

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Here's the full lab report.

Now, what do you have in mind?

Yeah, there was, uh, something about brown paint on the g*n.

- Yeah, on the hammer. Page two. - Oh.

Hey, Durant..

[intercom buzzing]

Durant.

Uh, yes, hold on a minute.

Elizabeth Gowan for you.

Yes, Miss Gowan.

Mr. Rhodes, can you come out here right now?

I may have a statement to make.

You would like to make a statement?

Yes. I've had a day and night to think about it.

The fact is you don't set a bad fire yourself, Mr. Rhodes.

But I'm afraid there are only two ways to put this fire out.

I'm too scared to try the first one.

So, after looking at the telephone

for about an hour and a half

and drinking for a little longer than that..

...I decided I was just about stunned enough

to tell you what you want to know.

You understand, Miss Gowan

that you're entitled to have counsel present?

I don't need council, Mr. Rhodes.

Hewitt Pierce started the stateroom fire.

He, um, wanted to destroy the evidence to help Roger.

We all approved. We all thought Roger was guilty.

Why?

Well, they both had been drinking.

Philip and Roger and, uh..

Philip got mad because

I was paying too much attention to Roger

and he hit him in the face.

Roger said to me, "I've had it with him. I..

I'm gonna k*ll him."

I went down below to smooth things over with Philip

but his door was locked and he wouldn't answer me.

And then I heard a kind of metallic crash..

...and then Roger shouted.

You heard what kind of crash?

I don't know. A metallic.

Then you actually didn't see the sh**ting?

I didn't have to.

Why not?

Because Roger's guilty, that's why. I mean..

Well, he just did it. Everybody knows that.

Yes.

The three missing apples.

What?

Uh, uh, Miss Gowan, we'll, uh

we'll type up a statement

have you read it, sign it.

I'd like to get this over with as soon as possible.

Miss Gowan, would you like to follow us down to the office?

I'll get my purse.

Well, that oughta be enough for the US attorney.

There's his motive.

Durant, listen to this.

[clears throat]

"Scratched into the hammer of the g*n

were microscopic particles of brown paint."

She heard a metallic crash?

[sighs]

What color was Creighton's stateroom?

Brown. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Rhodes.

Washington phoned in, inspector's on his way back.

As a matter of fact, he may have landed already.

Yeah, well, if he should call me

would you tell him I'm down at the ship?

Fine.

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[Rhodes] 'And this is the original brown metal frame'

that surrounded the air-conditioning duct?

Yes.

You're lucky the maid found it, Mr. Rhodes.

[door unlatching]

York's lucky the maid found it, captain.

York's gonna need a little luck.

[Rhodes] 'Welcome back, Lewis.'

Jim.

- Captain. - How are you, sir?

Better than when I left.

I understand Elizabeth Gowan came up with a motive.

Yeah.

Durant talked to the US attorney.

They tell me the case is airtight.

Jim, that was the one thing that worried me, motive.

- Yeah, excuse me, Lou-- - And you found that.

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I haven't.

York didn't k*ll Creighton.

Are you saying York's innocent?

Of this crime? Yes.

But it couldn't have been suicide.

Oh, he k*lled himself, captain..

...but you're right.

It wasn't suicide.

Did, uh..

Did Durant mention that metallic crash

that Elizabeth Gowan heard?

Yes, he mentioned it.

What about that?

Alright.

Let's see.

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See the dent in the louver of this air duct?

Mm-hmm.

Now look at this.

Notice the position of the g*n right under the duct.

Yeah?

He was..

He was standing right here.

I don't see what you're getting at, Mr. Rhodes--

I-I’m showing you, captain.

Miss Gowan was in the corridor..

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Phil? Let me in.

[Rhodes] Creighton got his g*n

probably with some idea of k*lling York..

But, when he reached the door

he, he changed his mind.

For whatever reason

he, he couldn't go through with it.

He turned and he threw the g*n across the room.

The hammer struck the air-conditioning duct

and the g*n fired..

[g*nsh*t]

...and Creighton was hit in the heart.

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And that was it.

So, to wrap things up, I guess we'd better check with the lab.

Make sure the paint on the g*n

matches the paint on the air duct.

That should just about do it.

Uh, do you agree, sir?

I agree.

Well, I guess we'd better call the US attorney

tell him he doesn't have a case.

He doesn't have a case of m*rder..

...but he does have Elizabeth Gowan.

She should be able to give him a few interesting facts

about Roger York.

Captain.

- Goodbye, sir. - Goodbye.

'Goodbye, Mr. Rhodes.'

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[theme music]

Oh, another thing. Leo called.

Exhibit section wants to have the Fitzroy sabotage models

ready by Thursday.

You better have a look. Goodnight.

We have to be in court on the 14th.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

- Gentlemen, good evening. - 'Mr. Ward.'

- Arthur. - Jim.

- Did you see the paper? - No, sir. Not yet.

Yeah, I spoke to Durant.

He said that York is finished and noted.

His lawyers have entered a plea of guilty.

Poor, little rich boy.

You almost sound sorry for him.

I almost am.

I guess the view from the house on top of the hill

isn't always so great.

I guess not.

Uh, sir.

- What did that mean? - Who knows?

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