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01x18 - The Sacrifice

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "The F.B.I.". Aired: September 19, 1965 – April 28, 1974.*
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Chronicles a group of FBI agents trying to defend the American government from unidentified threats.

01x18 - The Sacrifice

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[theme music]

This way.

No, we checked the address, but the women said

he was already down at police headquarters

so I guess that nails it.

Yes!

[female #1] 'Mr. Ward, Undersecretary Sage'

'is here with the other gentlemen.'

- Send him in, please. - Well, Arthur, I'll leave you.

Stick around.

- Hello, Zack. - Hello, Arthur.

- Lewis. - 'How do you do, sir?'

This is the gentleman, I have phoned you about.

- Second Secretary, Doriskin. - How do you do, sir?

This is my associate, Inspector Erskine.

You promised me it would be private.

Mr. Doriskin has suggested without quite saying so

that what concerns him and us

may also concern the FBI.

- Oh! - 'No, no, no.'

I have changed my mind.

There are too many people becoming involved.

I came to you to demand diplomatic asylum, that is all.

Don't you mean, Mr. Doriskin

that you came to request diplomatic asylum?

You hinted to me that you had something

to offer, in return.

No, you were mistaken.

Indeed.

Well...I'm sorry we took up your time, Arthur.

Mm-hmm.

I'll see Mr. Doriskin back to his embassy.

You know I have come too far for that.

How important do you consider the X-30's stability system

for your army rockets?

How secret?

Top secret.

The plans are here in my briefcase.

I received them this afternoon.

They were to go out by diplomatic pouch, tonight.

'You have a very, very bad leak in security system.'

I can tell you where it is.

[theme music]

[male narrator] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin

Warner Brothers production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott..

...Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Nancy Wickwire..

...Albert Paulsen.

And special guest star, Ed Begley.

Tonight's episode, The Sacrifice.

[instrumental music]

Come in, Lewis.

Where's Doriskin?

He's downstairs, he's still being interrogated.

Here is the transcript

of his first session for openers.

- "Continental Systems." - Mm-hmm.

It's a West Coast defense plant, Los Angeles.

They, uh, create and develop guidance

and stability devices for space probe satellites.

Take a look at the next page.

Right there!

That's a list of project reports

that have been stolen from Continental Systems.

Any leads?

No, not a thing.

Doriskin was just a passage man.

He knows what was stolen and when.

But he doesn't knows how or by whom.

That's your job.

- When do I leave? - Tonight.

And Rhodes, you'll follow on Monday.

You're gonna have to live and work separately

on this one.

Lewis, you're cover name is John Corman.

You're from a New York law firm preparing briefs.

What about me, sir?

Oh, Continental has been advertising for accountants.

There's a opening in the personnel department

you're application is being considered right now.

I, uh, think you'll be accepted.

I'm sorry, I had to throw this at you

with so little warning, but there's a spy operating

in that plant with marvelous efficiency.

'When they find out Doriskin is defected'

he's is going to start dodging.

And unless you find him our space program

is going to be in the deepest kind of trouble

and I mean the deepest.

So...good luck.

[instrumental music]

Same old thing, huh, Charlie?

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

What's happened?

Mr. Olin, there's been a defection.

The secretary, in the embassy in Washington

has surrendered to your government

and he is telling I suppose, whatever he knows.

What? Does he know about us?

About me, I hope not.

About you...certainly not.

The information we passed on, yes.

And Mr. Nagry says the FBI will investigate.

What, they can trace information

they can go on the records, they have ways.

Mr. Olin, it's only necessary three things

to be careful, to be watchful

to stay separate.

'Under no conditions we meet together'

under no condition, no condition you come here.

Look, look, I like to know a little more--

Any further instructions

are passed on to Ms. McNider and she to you.

Just don't worry, stay quiet.

Well, I like to know a little more exactly, first.

Don't worry, Mr. Olin, stay quiet.

Hmmm.

Why don't you go home now to, hmm?

No.

Mr. Nagry, it's quiet possible

the FBI can trace that information.

I don't want to be caught.

But you're not going to be.

How do you know?

It's possible that

they will come close to you..

'...and if they do they want to catch a spy.'

We let them.

But not you, Ms. McNider.

Mr. Olin?

Hmm.

Mr. Olin!

To make them happy, you see

we'll arrange a little sacrifice.

Well, thank you.

I suppose, I just wanted to be sure.

Ain't she dandy, Mel?

Compatible with all previous



Work on the same principle?

Well, we've got a few little things going.

Here, I'll show ya.

Oh, uh, uh, you'd only confuse me, Harry.

I'm not exactly one of you scientists

I'm just a technical writer.

Well, externals are the same.

Controls, mounting system.

All you'll have to do is a project report

and a little rewrite on the manual.

Well, uh, Harry

I thought that maybe, uh, Bill Cardiff

could prepare the manual on this one.

Uh, I'm in a sort of bind right now and, uh..

Well, sure, Mel, I..

...thought I'd just save a little time, that's all.

- Mr. Harker. - Oh, thank you.

By the way, Ms. McNider, would you ask Jack Zander

'to assign me a technical writer.'

I thought Mel here would do it, but he's all jammed up..

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Harker

I could have told you that.

Why didn't you notify us you were ready?

Well, Mel is the obvious one.

When you have a project ready for the technical write up if--

Yes, Ms. McNider.

If you give us office people a little advance--

Yes, Ms. McNider.

Are you gonna stay clear of that?

Yes.

That's exactly the sort of project--

Yes, I'll arrange it.

Are you keeping track of new employees?

Mr. Nagry said they tried

to slip someone in, the FBI.

I see everyone who's hired.

You said you had someone new in personnel--

No, it was absolutely a scream, the funniest movie.

But there was scene with the seal.

The seal was on the high diving board

and he couldn't swim.

The seal?

Honestly, it was so funny.

The boy kept trying to push him off.

Yes, there is a new accountant.

I'll watch him, he just seems young.

How can you ever be sure?

They'll want to find me very badly.

I'm important, I've transmitted

some of the most important info--

Oh, yes, thank you, I'll see about it.

Yeah, but..

[indistinct chattering]

Everybody, I'd like you to meet, uh, Alex Gerome.

Alex, this.. Well..

You'll get to know them all in good time.

Have you had the chance to explore the city yet?

Not yet, Ms. McNider, I just got here last week.

Well, I...hope you'll find most of what you need.

I'm sure I will, thank you.

- You're from back east. - Yeah, New Jersey.

- Uh, Princeton, was it? - Uh, no, Lindon.

It's a little refinery town right outside of Elizabeth.

Almost as smoggy as it is here.

- Ms. McNider. - Uh, excuse me.

Yes, Mr. Zander.

There's something you can help me with

visiting firemen.

Mr. Corman, my assistant, Ms. McNider.

- I passed you on the way in. - How do you do?

Mr. Corman's from Osborne Graffin Bender in New York.

We've retained his firm to prepare some law suits

you can open things up for him.

Everything, Mr. Zander, is he..

Oh, he's been cleared from here to there.

Let me know if there's anything else.

Thanks very much.

Uh, this way, Mr. Corman.

If I knew more exactly what it was you want--

Well, we're preparing suits against former employees

who've been hired away from Continental by other companies

and apparently have contributed

to path infringements.

Oh, yes, I see.

- Ah, oh. Please, sit-down. - Thank you.

I-I think, I can get you started at least.

Oh, you'll have to examine the files here though, Mr. Corman.

I'm sorry. Just, we are security conscious.

Most commendable.

[instrumental music]

- Hi, there. - Hi.

I usually bring my own shoes

but one has a hole in it.

- What size do you take? - About 10-C.

Oh, I don't have any C's here.

I've got some in the other room, come on along.

[knocking on door]

Come on in.

Jim, I see you've met Special Agent Polk.

- Polk, how are you? - Jim.

Having a good time in our city?

That means, could you get out of low gear on the free way.

- Jim, it's good to see ya. - Bryant, good to see you.

I'll get back outside.

[instrumental music]

I'm going now, Annamarie.

Oh, I-I thought you might wanna

run through the Emerald transfers.

Let's do it tomorrow.

Did you see that Mr. Corman get everything he wanted?

Well, I showed him everything he asked for, sir.

Fine. These lawyers, you know.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

[dramatic music]

Dettwyler.

[Jim] 'Uh, let's see.'

"Electrical engineer, employed December '61

worked on project... Blue dog, Gulliver.."

Who invents these names anyway?

"Now, second in charge of Project Zebra."

Uh, put him ladder three.

"Ubay..

"Physicist, specialty optics, Project Gulliver

resigned June of '63, now, University of Rochester."

Scratch him for now.

Well, I better get back to the office.

I'll be in touch, later.

- You know something, Lou. - 'Hmm?'

I bet it's not a scientist anyway.

Now, we know of five different projects

from which detailed information's been stolen.

Now, we haven't found anybody who's worked

in more than three of them.

Could be more than one man, you know.

What about, s-somebody with a wider access..

Executive level.

Yeah, it would've to be somebody with a technical background.

None of these executives.

They're no more scientific than I am.

You know, there's one group

with a detailed knowledge

of every operation in the plant.

Technical writers?

They help make up progress reports

in the different projects. They help...prepare manuals.

But why aren't they listed on the records?

Well, I suppose nobody figures they count

they're just interpreters.

Let's start 'em off on ladder two.

Give me the names.

Uh, technical writers.

"A Cardiff Williams, employed April '57.

"Marks Thomas, employed July '54.

Olin Melvin, employed July '52."

Goodnight, Darthy.

[phone ringing]

Osborne Graffin Bender.

Uh, Mr. John Corman, please.

Who?

Mr. Corman.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry.

He is out of town right now.

Uh, who's calling, please?

[female #2] 'Hello?'

[instrumental music]

You were quite right about Corman.

'Found out all I could.'

He doesn't exist.

Unless he exists for the FBI.

What do we do?

You think, uh..

...he's getting close to you or Olin?

He seems to be very methodical.

That's all he has to be really.

Well, then, uh..

We must let go Mr. Olin.

As we discussed?

We must arrange for him to k*ll the man.

He's likely to botch it, you know.

Either way..

He'll k*ll the man and, uh..

...he is caught for it or he, uh..

...botches it all together

and he is simply caught quicker.

And we gain time.

Time.

He may talk.

You think so?

Well, now to me that seems to be the clue to Mr. Olin.

He does nothing well, except hold his tongue.

He's clumsy, fretful.

Poorly coordinated

and loyal as a dog, ah-hah..

Loyal to us?

Of course.

And, uh, he will be loyal

as long as he presumes he's appreciated.

He needs applause, this man and a little pain.

'A little flip of the whip across the face'

now and then

to keep him sitting up and rolling over.

He'll make a splendid martyr.

It's what he wants.

Seems too bad.

Yes, doesn't it?

[giggles]

I thought, we weren't supposed to meet.

Nagry said, "Under no circumstances."

I have orders for you, Mr. Olin.

We were supposed to stay quiet.

What's that?

Poison.

Well, I have one too.

If you're arrested

all you have to do is bite it.

Mr. Nagry says, "They're painless."

[breathes heavily]

How would he know?

Look, will you please tell me what's happened?

There's an FBI agent.

'His cover name is Corman.'

He's pretending to be a lawyer from back east.

Have you run into him?

No.

Well, he's been going through the records

talking to project engineers.

He's getting close to us, Mr. Olin.

Well, he's rented an apartment at 41-43, Lebanon Court.

Why give me this?

What? L-let Nagry take care of it.

You will have to do it, Mr. Olin.

You'll have to k*ll him.

[breathes heavily]

That's very ridiculous, you know that?

I, I-I won't.

Look, Nagry has men who do that kind of thing

he must have.

He says, "There's no choice."

'You're important, which you so often say.'

And if the man stays alive

he's going to catch you.

[breathes heavily]

Who, who do they think I am?

Do, do they think they can just

simply order me to, to take a g*n

and, and, and seek out a man I've never even--

Mr. Olin.

It is a simple matter, isn't it?

If he stays alive..

...he's going to catch you.

[intense music]

Gee-whiz, I wanna soft job.

I'm-I'm not lazy!

But I don't wanna work too hard.

You understand that? What the..

If you work as hard as some people do

'well then what happens to ya..'

Yes, sir.

I'd like a room.

With bath, three dollars.

I-I'd rather not register.

I-I'm expecting a friend.

Upstairs.

[instrumental music]

[jazz music]

[music continues]

I-I broke his headlight.

I-I-I left a note.

He-he'll find it, tomorrow morning.

He'll come here.

I'm going to make it look the way I said as if..

Yes.

Well..

There's nothing to do now, but just wait and..

...and-and see, uh..

I-I don't know w-what else to do.

Yes, alright.

Goodbye.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Come in.

[footsteps approaching]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[knocks on door]

Come in.

Hello.

I, um..

Found this note in my car.

Is this the right room?

Yes, yes, I b-b-backed into your headlight..

...last evening.

Well, it's a sort of thing that happens..

...not too much damage.

Yes, uh, I'm..

Sorry I..

I want to pay you.

Well, don't you have insurance?

What? Oh, yes, uh..

Here, please.

That's too much.

Half of that.

Oh, I...don't have anything smaller.

Very generous.

Could I, uh..

Could I buy you a cup of coffee at least?

No.

Well, I, uh, I'm expecting someone.

My wife, uh, she just stepped out.

Well, uh..

Thanks very much. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Thank you.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[Bryant] 'We've got him under surveillance.'

He went right to his own home, that was four hours ago.

He was looking very agitated, but he hasn't made any contact.

And he probably wouldn't if he botched up the job.

He had it set up to look as if

I'd been k*lled in some kind of woman trouble.

I knew if he went for his g*n, I'd have to sh**t him

but the whole thing was so clumsy, amateurish.

If he's apparently our spy

he probably knew you are an agent and figured--

How would he even know I was an agent?

And why would he k*ll me?

As if I were a way to turn off an investigation?

Well, he panicked.

Sure, sure he'd panicked

but for all the espionage that's been carried out

I just wonder if that's the work

of a panicky man.

You know what I think?

Someone's thrown a fish to the seals.

I think Olin's a sacrifice.

As as I said before

there must be someone else in it, at least one.

Someone a lot more valuable to the network, than Olin.

Well, if there is

and they know that Olin's a foul-up artist..

...why send him to k*ll you?

He wouldn't care whether he k*lled me

or I k*lled him the important thing

was to make him obvious.

I've done that.

Well, it's a break all the same and we are watching him now.

[dramatic music]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hello?

'Hello!'

What bothers me..

Now, if Olin was set up for us to notice

everything we've done so far

is everything they'd expect us to do.

Let's keep an eye on him anyway.

If nothing's happened by Monday, Bryant

how'd you like to ask him in for an interview?

Mm-hmm, I wouldn't like it at all.

Talk about what they'd expect, that's what they'd expect.

Alright, but after that let's give 'em

something they don't expect.

[instrumental music]

I'm sorry, uh, I don't understand this..

...I-I resent it.

I was supposed to be at work an hour ago.

Well, that's alright, Mr. Olin.

We've been in touch with, uh, Mr., uh..

...Zander there at Continental

that is where you're employed, isn't it?

Continental Systems?

If you called Zander you know it.

Now, let's see, you've worked there since--

Fourteen years.

Uh, I don't understand these questions.

Am I charged with something, some crime?

You ever been in Berlin?

Right after the w*r I was a clerk

in the army judge advocate's office.

Joint occupation.

You obviously know that too.

Look if you have something specific to ask me, ask it.

What did you do Friday night?

I beg your pardon?

I asked you what you did Friday night?

- This is important? - It might be, let's find out.

Well, I-I went home from work and then..

Well..

Well, to be frank I, I went out on the town a little.

I took a room at the Garren Hotel.

There's a young woman I sometimes meet.

I didn't know it was a federal offence.

Oh, there was another...incident.

On the way, uh..

I happened to hit a man's car.

Damaged the headlight.

What was the man's name?

Oh, he wasn't there. I-I left a note.

He-he came to the hotel the next morning.

I-I paid for the damage.

I don't believe he-he told me his name.

[dramatic music]

Well, thank you, Mr. Olin.

Y-you don't have any more questions?

Not now. Perhaps in a day or so.

But we haven't settled anything, uh, seems to me.

Well, we'll be talking again.

Oh, uh, what about? What?

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

- 12 to 17. - '17.'

Well, he just took off heading north

'on Columbia Street.'

'Follow him.'

[dramatic music]

Well, I think it's working out, he didn't come in today.

Oh, yes, I am quite sure he was arrested.

Yes, I gave him the capsule before.

Well, we'll-we'll know soon.

Yeah, good-goodbye.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

You've got to help me.

Th-they took me in for questioning.

- They'll question me again! - Get away.

They know I'm involved in something.

They'll, they'll question me again I've got to get out.

You fool, get away, they did it on purpose.

So that you'd lead them to me.

You-you-you've got to help me.

Get a message to Nagry

tell him I'm in trouble.

Please! Ms. McNider?

Ms. McNider, I've got to talk to you please.

Open up.

Listen, I'm in trouble, please, will you, Ms. Mc..

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

[Bryant] 'He tried to talk to the McNider women'

outside the factory got back in his car

and hit the freeway, south.

He had ideas about Tijuana

but then he changed his mind and went home.

Last report he was still there.

I'll tell you one thing though, he's cranked up pretty high.

That's the way we want him. What about Ms. McNider?

Well, we lost her for the moment.

She took off like a turpentine cat.

Polk was afraid to trail her too close

but we got her apartment's staked out.

Good, let's stick close to Olin.

[instrumental music]

Mr. Nagry, you know they are watching him

you can't get two of 'em to k*ll him.

That's certain, isn't it?

Yes, and there is another thing that is certain.

As soon as he is sure you won't help him

he's gonna start talking.

- Would you like some coffee? - No, thank you.

- Yes, he might talk. - Yes, he will talk.

Oh, he's not martyr now.

He's just a man running for his life

They've seen to that.

Mr. Nagry, I don't have your, uh

professional responsibilities.

I just want to get out of the country.

And so far, they haven't found me.

I still have a few hours chance to get clear.

You owe that to me.

Ms. McNider, umm.

Do you think Olin could shake loose from them?

I don't care about Olin.

Of course not, Ms. McNider.

But I would arrange for several things together

not so easy, Ms. McNider.

I would like you to give him a message.

- I told you, I don't-- - Ms. McNider!

You want from me.

He wants from me.

I want from you.

[knocking on door]

[male #1] 'Delicatessen.'

- What? - 'Delicatessen.'

- You got the wrong house. - 'Olin?'

Yes.

Your wife ordered this sent over.

- My wife? - Uh-uh.

No, no, that's alright, you keep it.

[intense music]

Well, boys, as I was saying, I was--

Do they have to wait here?

Well, it's the safest place for them, you know.

They're worried too.

Why? Why can't they meet him and k*ll him outside?

You're not a foolish woman, are you? Are you?

Don't talk like that.

At best we're taking a very bad risk.

[instrumental music]

[engine revving]

[music continues]

Got him spotted, taking over.

Car ten to all units.

He's preceding north on Vermont. Follow surveillance plan.

[dramatic music]

He knows he's being followed.

[dramatic music]

[phone buzzes]

- Projectionist. - 'Are you ready to leave?'

Um, no, uh, I have to rewind some film

but you go ahead, I'll-I'll lock up.

- Alright? - 'Okay.'

[instrumental music]

Paper, mister?

Paper, mister?

[dramatic music]

Hey, uh.

FBI, we're looking for the driver of that car.

- Did you see him? - Sure did.

He went down there, he ran up there

down the alley toward the theatre.

Thank you.

[knocking on door]

I got away from them, I think they were following

but I got away.

- Mr. Nagry. - Hmm?

I was only trying to tell you what happened.

Are-are they gonna help us?

Of course, I'm going to help you.

Will you please wait over there, Mr. Olin?

Ms. McNider, you wait over there too.

No.

No, what are you doing? Him.

No, don't you understand, I don't need you anymore.

You're not, not valuable anymore.

Get over there and wait there.

Mr. Olin, they're going to k*ll us.

Go ahead, boys.

Wait, that doesn't make sense.

Shut up! You disgust me.

You can't even die correctly?

FBI, drop the g*n.

[g*n fires]

[intense music]

- You alright, Jim? - Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

I've written most of it out.

It seemed appropriate to me.

I have a very good memory.

I have a scientific mind.

How'd you get into this in the first place?

In Berlin, right after the w*r

I...I met some communist officials they..

Through them I, I met a German girl.

They took pictures.

'They threatened to tell my wife.'

'Blackmail, that's all there was to it.'

I was, I was afraid.

But then...after I started working for them

they seemed very appreciative.

Do you know something?

I liked that.

So I kept on.

Even after your wife died?

I don't know why I kept on.

I was never a communist.

I never took much money.

But somehow I..

I thought I was doing something, important.

Secret, vital.

I'd never had an important job before.

A man wants to feel important.

I thought I was important to them.

And all that time..

[sobbing]

[theme music]

[music continues]