02x19 - The Gray Passenger

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]

Yes, we'll probably be sighting sharks

most deadly from now on.

They're much faster than you think.

I've actually seen a man ripped to pieces by

one of those K*llers in less than a minute.

[chuckles] In less than a minute?

Oh, how incredible.

Isn't that incredible, Leonard?

Uh, yes, amazing.

Stay away from my life, please.

Are you trying to get rid of me?

Yes.

Alright, alright, that's it.

You're getting off the first port we reach.

And you can go whenever you please.

So long as you stay away from me.

[door slams shut]

Isidro, I want a scotch. Double, over ice.

- Right away. - Si, senor.

[Pablos] 'Well, this is clearly not my day.'

'You're going to rob something?'

Well, I was fixing up your room, Mr. Molinos.

You were indeed.

Do I know you?

'Have I seen you somewhere?'

- I don't think so. - What is your name?

Carlos Avila. What are you doing on this ship?

What were you doing in..

[dramatic music]

- Isidro. - Si, senorita.

- Who is that for? - Uh, Senor Molinos, senorita.

- Uh, I'll take it. - Okay.

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

[Barbara] 'Pablos.'

- Darling.. - Help.

Help!

Pa.. Pab..

[Barbara grunts]

If you scream, it would the last sound you ever make.

[gasping]

Don't..

Don't hurt me, please.

He..

He meant nothing to me, I hated him.

I-if you hated him too, it's no business of mine.

What a pity you saw him.

Oh, why?

I've, I've seen..

...much worse than this, and..

...and have forgotten them.

I know you.

We've...we've spoken in the lounge.

And we've smiled.

Nothing more useless to a lonely man

than a dead, beautiful woman.

Is that what you are trying to tell me?

Then you will help me to get rid of this body.

Of course.

[dramatic music]

You'll be my accomplice.

If they catch us

they will hang us from the same gallows.

You know that.

I know that.

[instrumental music]

I can't do it.

It's too late to change your mind.

Come on.

[intense music]

[theme music]

[male narrator] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin, Warner Bros. production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars..

...Alejandro Rey..

...BarBara Luna..

...Henry Wilcoxon.

Tonight's episode, "The Gray Passenger."

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[male narrator] Pablos Molinos, ex-soldier

diplomat, twice president of his country

vanished from the decks of the American freighter

Silver Crown, off the Carolina coast

and was never seen again.

To Captain R.G. Bowers, only one conclusion was possible.

Uh, it's obviously m*rder.

Certainly looks like it to me.

Radio the FBI and have them meet us in Charleston.

Aye, aye, sir.

[instrumental music]

Silver Crown calling. Contact FBI.

We have suspected m*rder*r aboard.

Repeat. Silver Crown calling.

Contact FBI.

[Arthur] 'Norfolk was the port of origin.'

'Destination, South America.'

Molinos disappeared some time between



[knock on door]

Come in.

Reservations are confirmed on Flight 129.

We leave for Charleston in 40 minutes.

Good.

And, uh, Mr. Bryan's outside, sir.

Oh, good.

Is that George Bryan, State Department?

Yes, he wants to clarify

the government's position in this affair.

I asked him to ride out to the airport with you.

Who discovered Molinos was missing, Art?

Molinos ordered a drink after breakfast.

His secretary took it down to the state room.

She noticed blood on the floor.

What's her name?

A Miss Reyes.

She's 30, single.

Molinos' constant companion.

Captain Bowers mentioned something

about an argument between them.

He seems to feel that the woman is your principal suspect.

Hmm. How many others are aboard?

Forty four crew members and nine passengers.

Alright, we'll contact you as soon as we get in.

How long are they due to layover Charleston?

Just long enough to pick you up

and replace one of their deckhands.

It's not one of their regularly scheduled stops.

No, don't worry the deckhand's not a suspect.

He was in his bunk with a broken leg

when Molinos disappeared.

- Hello, George. - 'Arthur.'

- George, good to see you. - Lewis.

Sorry to drag you away from Washington

on a moment's notice like this, but I think this case

rates a special investigation.

Why is State so interested, George?

What do you know about Pablos Molinos?

Well, I've seen him around Washington.

Heard him speak once or twice.

I know he was the first civilian president his country ever had.

Left after two terms to become ambassador to the United States.

Right, and when he left, a general named Juan Avila

tried to step in.

The coup failed, but Avila went to the mountains

and established a guerilla government of his own.

He's still there. He's ambitious and he hates the United States.

He's hand in glove with Castro.

He'll make all the hay he possibly can

out of Molinos' disappearance.

Embrace the United States

and get a knife in your back, huh?

That's right. Exactly.

George, why do you suppose

Molinos was on board the Silver Crown?

He was on his way back to the capital

with medical supplies and food.

There's an election coming up.

He couldn't have run again but he was willing

to take a post in the new cabinet.

Secretary of the army.

If anyone could've suppressed Avila, it was Molinos.

Hmm. Turns out it might have been a political assassination.

It might have been.

It doesn't matter why Molinos disappeared.

m*rder, assassination.. It's immaterial.

Important thing is that we solve this case.

Fairly, honestly...and quickly

before the ship docks at Santa Fernanda.

- How long does that give us? - About three days.

Ward, I'm gonna need an agent

with a merchant green background.

A deckhand, no prior contact

with of the ship's crew, naturally.

This, uh, this man with a broken leg

is he a specialist?

Able-bodied seaman.

Jim, you worked out of Bremerton, didn't you?

Yes, sir. Two summers ago.

- You still have your papers? - Mm-hmm.

I'd like to put him aboard. Can you clear it with Bowers?

- Yeah, of course. - Good.

Ask him to search the crew's quarters for any uniforms

that might have been laundered since Molinos disappeared.

And I need a list of any clothing

that seems to be missing.

- Crew? Passengers? - Both.

With special attention to Miss Reyes.

[dramatic music]

Are these all the clothes you brought aboard?

Well, may I ask what happened to the dress

you were wearing this morning?

It's in the closet.

On the right.

This it?

Uh-huh.

Isidro, is this the one she was wearing

when you gave her the drink for Senor Molinos?

It.. It could be the one, sir.

Oh, it certainly isn't the one you described to me.

Well, I.. I think--

Captain, may I ask you something?

[Bowers] 'Yeah.'

If you're so sure that I m*rder*d Pablos

why don't you just lock me up?

I'm not sure of anything, Miss Reyes.

Excepting that a dozen witnesses

saw you and Molinos arguing

and that you can't account for the dress

that you were wearing when you walked into his state room.

Alright. Alright.

'I might as well tell the truth and get it over with.'

'You've heard it exactly, captain.'

'I found him alone in his cabin.'

This man who was..

Who was twice as strong as I was.

Well, I.. I overpowered him.

'And after I k*lled him, I picked him up under one arm'

and I took him out on deck, and I threw him overboard.

And then, and then, of course, I..

I saw that my dress was bloodstained.

So, naturally I took it off and threw it overboard too.

And then I, I ran wildly around in the nude

screaming for help.

Alright, alright, Miss Reyes.

'Now, what happened to that dress?'

[knock on door]

The Charleston docks are approaching, captain.

Very well.

[Barbara] 'Oh, captain.'

I'd like to get off at Charleston.

There's, uh, there's no reason for me to go on

to Santa Fernanda now..

...unless I'm under arrest.

No, you're not under arrest, Miss Reyes.

But no one can leave this ship until after the FBI

have completed their investigation.

- Senorita.. - Uh-uh. Go back to work.

You see, I didn't want to get you in any trouble.

But he asked me about the dress.

Oh, it's alright, Isidro.

I, I know you wouldn't k*ll anybody.

And I, I don't want you to-to worry--

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Go on.

Come on.

Silly boy.

Something wrong in the head there.

- He's harmless. He likes me. - He loves you.

And I'm very jealous.

Now what is all this business about wanting to leave the ship?

Well, don't you wanna leave the ship?

Of course not.

What in the world is the matter with you?

The police will be coming aboard at Charleston.

How do you expect to get away?

I don't want to get away.

- What do you mean? - This is going to be my ship.

Can't you understand?

Don't you know why I k*lled Molinos?

- No. - Because he recognized me.

We met over a truce table.

At San La Salle, remember?

He knew my real name.

He knew I was Avila.

Oh. Oh, no.

You're not Juan Avila. I've seen Juan Avila.

You've seen my brother.

Now let me tell you about my plans.

I don't wanna hear about your plans.

No, listen.

Listen.

We divert the ship north

to Ciudad Felipe.

My brother is going to attack now.

When he comes down the mountains

we sail in with North American ship.

with food and medicine for the rebels.

Now, in your opinion

'how do you think that is going to look in the headlines?'

You're insane.

Oh, no.

You are insane.

No.

We have most of the crew.

That means only a few officers are meant to k*ll.

Look, I.. I promise..

I promise I won't say anything, just, just let me out. Just l..

Oh, no.

You heard the captain.

Besides, I need you.

We need each other.

Like a drug.

We are hooked on this...together.

[dramatic music]

[theme music]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, good to see you.

Inspector, good to see you again.

Clayton McGregor, Jim Rhodes.

- Clay, how are you? - Rhodes, how are you?

- Is the ship in yet? - No, sir, not yet.

But I have a man with the harbormaster.

He'll notify as soon as she's sighted.

Good. I'd like to ride with the pilot.

Jim can come aboard when she docks.

Yeah, I'll arrange for that.

Oh, by the way, you've been officially hired.

You'll report to the first mate for work assignment.

His name's, uh, Colfax.

- Do you have a cover for me? - Yes, but, uh..

Well, not as much as I'd like.

Uh, but it's good enough to handle

any casual questioning, I think.

The captain will see that no one leaves the ship.

That'll prevent direct or accidental contact

between crew members or anyone

who should have known him here in Charleston.

Fine. What about the man with the broken leg?

We're gonna keep him under surveillance, just in case.

Oh, by the way, here's a teletype

you might like to see.

Mmm.

Uh, we've arranged for a couple of plants

who can vouch for you in case of emergency.

Uh, you've been on the beach in Hawaii

for the past two years.

You hit Charleston three days ago

took a room at the Sailors' Inn on Plum Street.

Now you went there because you know the manager.

'She has a copy of these notes, she'll confirm'

'your story in all particulars.'

How long have I known this woman?

Oh, all your life. She has a complete biography on you.

You can talk, uh, about your family, your school

uh, your hauls out of Bremerton.

Any aspect of, uh, your cover or your real life

that the notes mentioned.

Her own biography's on the other side.

We have clothes for you in the next room.

Uh, souvenirs you picked up in Hawaii

papers, identification cards..

[knock on door]

The Silver Crown is coming in.

The pilot boat is waiting to take

Inspector Erskine and me aboard.

Uh, good, good. Inspector.

this is Special Agent Mason Kilbourne

Special Agent Rhodes.

- How are you? How are you? - Kilbourne.

Pleasure.

Well, Jim. Good luck.

I'll see you on board.

[dramatic music]

- Can I help you, buddy. - Uh, yeah.

I'm, uh.. I'm looking for a mate named Colfax.

Mr. Colfax? Who wants him?

Well, he said he wanted an AB.

And you wanna sign on here?

- Yeah. - May I have your name, please?

Rhodes, Jim Rhodes.

Mr. Rhodes, may I see your identification?

Yeah. Sure.

What happened to him?

He's one of the lucky ones, guero.

He only broke a leg, huh?

[laughing]

[Carlos] 'Come on, come on.'

The more the merrier.

We need a lot of hands to take care of the gray passenger.

Oh, be quiet. It's nothing to joke about.

That's one of your problems.

You never joke about anything.

Why don't you just relax for a while?

Gray passenger? What i.. What is that?

They mean death. There's been a m*rder on board.

and the FBI are aboard now, investigating.

You'll be sorry.

[music continues]

And this was the only bloodstain you found?

That's right.

Was everything in place when you got here, Mr. Colfax?

Uh, had there been a fight?

No, sir. Everything was in good order.

I understand Molinos' secretary

was the one who reported the crime.

- Yes. - How?

Uh, sir?

Oh, I-I mean did she-did she scream?

Did she come running up to the bridge?

Oh, I see what you mean. No, she telephoned.

- From here? - No. From her own state room.

She was extremely distraught. Barely coherent.

Even though she'd taken a sedative.

But not too distraught to leave this room

go to her own state room, take a sedative

change her dress.

Evidently not.

Have you, uh, located the dress yet?

No. Not yet.

Oh, by the way, we've taken

a complete inventory of the crew's clothing.

There was nothing missing, nothing bloodstained.

Have any of them asked to leave the ship

here in Charleston?

Mr. Colfax?

No, sir. All present and accounted for.

Except for the man with the broken leg.

What about the passengers?

Well, uh, Miss Reyes wanted to leave.

- Oh? Why? - I don't know.

Coincidently, inspector, I'm carrying

medical supplies and some perishable foods.

I was wondering how long you might want us

to remain here in Charleston.

- What's your next port? - San Juan, Puerto Rico.

Well, I don't see why you shouldn't continue on schedule.

Special Agent Kilbourne and I would like to stay aboard.

Yes, of course.

You've, uh, you've taken statements from the crew?

Yes, sir.

Could you give us copies of those, please, Mr. Colfax

then I'll interview the passengers.

Yes, sir.

[knock on door]

Uh, excuse me, senor.

The new hand has reported aboard.

Oh, good. Well, thank you, Isidro.

We've a full complement again, sir.

Shall I request harbor clearance?

Yes, please. Mr. Colfax.

I hope this new man can pull his weight.

You gotta take anything you can get these days.

[music continues]

[horn blowing]

Hey, bucko.

How about a 100 quick laps around the deck?

Just get the old blood a-pumping, huh?

That old blood don't wanna do nothing but just lay there, dad

you leave that old blood alone, huh?

- Want some food? - No.

I got a whiff of it out there.

I don't think I have the strength to ingest it.

Oh, I got the strength for it alright.

Don't have the stomach.

But all they serve up on this sardine can is chili and beans.

Yeah, ab-about that, you've, uh, you learned Spanish

just to say hello to nine-tenths of these characters.

I don't know. Ain't right.

Something wrong.

What do you mean?

Well...one or two scraps in the Vauxhall

that's par for the course.

This bunch. Most of them hate the yanks.

And I mean hate.

Take old Torres there.

He'd soon slice you up the middle

with that knife of his as bid you good morning.

You're a yank.

That's a yank he's talking to, isn't it?

Yeah.

They like Thorpe for some reason.

That's something else don't make sense.

Ol' Thorpe there's no ordinary seaman.

He's got his mate's papers, I know. Served under him.

k*ll his own mother if you paid him

two bits down and ten cents a month.

But he knows as much about command on the ship

as the captain does.

Gilman. Have you seen Carlos?

I've been looking everywhere for him.

He's on duty, ain't he? Hallendeck?

Nope.

Maybe he's on duty with a girl, Calderon, eh?

[laughing]

What you blaming me for?

After all, she's a pretty tasty..

[dramatic music]

[grunts]

Wait a minute..

- Ah! - Easy.

- Easy. - Stop it, Torres.

Calderon.

What's the difference?

Let him have his fun.

There is nothing like sailing with a crew of fool

and, Torres, you are the biggest.

- Come on, bucko. - Wait a minute.

You too, Isidro, boy.

Breakage report.

Glasses.

Senor Colfax said turn it in at San Juan.

Come on. Come on.

What did he do to you, Torres?

Insult your mother?

[chuckles]

He touched me in the arm, Colonel.

He got those filthy North American germs

all over me, eh?

Mmm. Enough reason to k*ll a man, uh?

Calderon, don't you think so?

Really?

But I tell you who you ought to k*ll though.

The FBI inspector.

He's everywhere I look.

Peeking in every corner.

Give it a thought.

Hmm?

[Calderon] Just a minute.

You've been off duty since 3:00.

Were you with the girl?

Oh, what are you, Calderon?

My moral advisor?

What is this?

I told your brother not to put you

in charge of this business.

You don't want to direct a campaign, Carlitos.

You want to star in a comic opera.

The Pirate and the Princess.

Well, that's very funny.

But let me tell you something. I like you.

But why don't you stay below

in your engine room?

And write your criticisms in your diary.

And leave the decks, and the women

and the battles, to my soldiers and me.

Would you please do that?

You had no business searching Molinos' room.

k*lling him, bringing the police into it.

I say quit now.

The revolution is too important to me.

The revolution is important to me too.

Melodrama is important to you.

Blood, headlines.

Calderon...be careful.

And why should I be?

You aren't, you tell the girl who you are, all your plans.

There's nothing to worry about there.

And how do you know that?

I know.

I know this type of girls.

They'll always follow the strongest man.

I've never loved anyone in my entire life.

Never.

But I've been afraid of a lot of people.

Were you afraid of Molinos?

No.

I understand you had an argument at breakfast.

What was it about?

Well, I'm not sure that I should tell you.

You've already warned me that anything I say

may be held as evidence.

And I may say the wrong thing and

well, you'll tell me that I stabbed Pablos.

You see, inspector.

We were friends

and he wanted to end the friendship.

Oh? Why?

How do I know? Maybe he needed a better secretary.

But that doesn't matter, the point is he wanted

to get rid of me and I objected.

You're an American citizen, Miss Reyes?

Yes.

Since 1960.

Where were you born?

[chuckles]

In the basement of the Santa Fernanda jail.

Uh, see, my mother was a, um..

An intelligent alcoholic.

She always managed to get arrested right before

her labor pain started so that, uh..

So her children could be born somewhere out of the rain.

She taught me a great deal.

She was a little shaky on ethics.

But she did know how to survive.

- And so do I. - 'Yes? How?'

Tsk, hear no evil

see no evil, speak no evil.

And what happens if you substitute truth for evil?

- Same thing. - I see.

Stay uncommitted, and survive, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Miss Reyes, what made you think that Pablos Molinos

had been stabbed.

- Did I say that? - Yes. Kilbourne?

"Suppose I say the wrong thing

then you may say that I stabbed Pablos."

[sighs] Well..

I imagine it was just, just a guess, huh?

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

Well, what do you guess happened to the body?

I don't know.

Let's see, his state room wasn't too far from the deck

or the railing, not too far for someone to have carried him.

Inspector, he was almost as large as you.

Do you think I could carry you?

Not without help.

Who helped you?

Or whom did you help? And why?

Uh, look, uh, I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Let's go.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Ugly, aren't they?

Many times as I see them, I still can't get used

to how ugly they are.

They usually follow a ship this closely, Mr. Colfax?

Yes, sir. They eat the garbage.

[chuckles]

In fact, our cook even feels sorry for them.

Excuse me.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Inspector.

Are you alright? What happened?

Somebody else felt sorry for those sharks, Mr. Colfax.

[intense music]

[theme music]

[knock on the door]

- Who is it? - 'Steward.'

The tea you ordered.

Hey, uh.

I, you know, I think you are a fool

for coming around here so often

I mean, somebody is bound to notice.

Uh, did you hear what happened?

No.

One of the cargo hooks on the main deck broke loose.

- And? - Oh, nobody was hurt.

But it was a very near thing.

Missed the FBI inspector by inches.

He could have been k*lled.

Uh, Carlos, I don't understand.

Why him?

- It was a mistake. - What do you mean, a mistake?

I didn't say it was an accident.

- Sugar? - No.

I said it was a mistake.

I was joking with one of my men about eliminating the inspector.

He took me seriously.

Well, ju-just suppose he decides to let the FBI

in on your little joke.

He won't.

Why not?

He wasn't caught.

He wasn't even seen.

But, of course, the inspector will be

questioning everybody now.

More thoroughly than ever.

[scoffs]

Well, he's already questioned me about the m*rder and I-I wasn't

on deck when the other thing happened

so he has no reason to return.

I didn't want you to be taken by surprise.

I thought I better remind you once more..

'...whose side you are on.'

[scoffs]

I don't think you have to worry about that.

I'm glad.

[instrumental music]

[speaking in foreign language] I was out on the deck

but I was talking to this man, Thorpe.

So as you can see, I saw nothing.

Capitan, I'm sorry.

Anything else, inspector.

Alright, Torres.

'Send the next man in.'

Just relax, I'd like to ask you a couple of questions.

Okay, it's good to see you.

I didn't know what I'd find after that rumor factory

below deck got through with the story.

Captain Bowers, this is special agent Rhodes.

- Captain. - Ah.

Glad to have you aboard, Mr. Rhodes.

We don't have anything definite on Molinos but it looks like

somebody thinks you are getting too close.

- Where was the steward? - In his bunk.

Why, is he a candidate?

Well, the girl knows more than she is telling.

The point is who else could have been around

the state rooms when Molinos disappeared.

The steward.

But Carlos didn't trigger that hoist.

Supposing there weren't just two of them.

- Suppose there were three. - Mm-hmm.

- Or four. - Or a dozen.

What the devil are you talking about?

Well, an old timer named Gilman said that there was..

There was something wrong, that there was too much

hatred for the Americans on board.

Now that could explain the attack on you.

Uh, but-but Molinos wasn't American.

He's pro-America, anti-Avila.

You know, Carlos does seem to be in command.

Command? Of what?

Most of the crew.

Including an American named Thorpe who has exec experience

and he's qualified to run this ship in case of an emergency.

Is there anyone below decks he doesn't control?

Just Gilman.

And the cabin boy, Isidro.

That reminds me, Isidro gave Carlos

a slip of paper, a breakage report

he was supposed to turn it in at San Juan.

And Carlos just tore it up.

Well, why would he do that?

Maybe because he doesn't think this ship

will ever get to San Juan.

I don't understand, Lou, if it's

a conspiracy, how did they get onboard?

Somebody had to open the gate for them.

Captain Bowers, how long have you known this steward?

Oh, about a week.

He's never sailed with you before?

- No. - Who hired him?

Mr. Colfax.

Is, uh, is he in charge of all the hiring?

Well, yes, that's the exec's job.

He hired you on my recommendation.

Yeah, why would Colfax bother with Thorpe?

Why not?

He doesn't want to take over command

of the ship himself.

That's why he'll let the rebels lock him up

with the rest of the officers.

Now, wait a minute, inspector.

Are you trying to tell me that my first mate

is mixed up in some kind of a mutiny?

Captain Bowers, has Colfax ever expressed

any worry to you about money?

Well, as a matter of fact, he has, many times.

Who checked out the crew's clothing for blood stains?

Colfax.

I think we better try to isolate this steward

without alarming the others.

Would you ask him to come up here, captain?

Why, yes, of course.

I'll talk to the girl again first.

- Where's Colfax? - He's up on the bridge.

Can you arm the rest of the officers?

- Um, discreetly? Quietly? - Yes.

I think you better do that, captain.

- Right now. - Alright.

[music continues]

[Carlos] 'Alright, it was a mistake.'

'Now, there is no use to go over it'

'and over it, and over it all the time now.'

[Calderon] 'It was more than a mistake.'

It was a symptom.

A symptom of what's wrong with you as a leader.

I thought you wanted him k*lled, Colonel.

Listen, forget it. Would you?

Now, they'll be watching all of us.

They've probably armed the officers.

Alright. We can't take the chance.

We'll move now.

- Now? In broad daylight? - What's the choice?

The longer we wait, the more risk there is.

Torres.

[intense music]

[dramatic music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[sighs]

Inspector, I don't know what you're talking about.

[Lewis] How long have you known the steward?

[Barbara] 'I never set eyes on him until I stepped aboard this ship.'

Did Molinos know him?

Well, if he did he certainly never said anything to me.

- Did you pass him on deck? - No.

[Lewis] 'Or in a corridor on your way to the cabin?'

[sighs] No.

Was the door open or closed?

- I don't remember that. - 'Did you knock?'

[sighs] Did I knock?

Tsk, uh, yes.

So I guess the door was closed.

I did knock.

But there was no answer, not a sound.

But you went in anyway?

Yes.

Was the steward in there?

No.

Did he say anything to you about a mutiny?

[sighs]

Inspector, I told you--

Miss Reyes, why are you protecting this man?

You're like someone who tries to survive a fire

by running inside the house and locking the door.

Look, we can still stop this thing if you'll help us.

I can't help you because I did not see anything and I--

Miss Reyes, there are eight other passengers on this ship.

Nobody is going to get hurt.

Look, I know what I'm doing.

- Surviving? - Yes, surviving.

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What?

[gasping] Isidro!

- Torres did it! - Oh.

Torres, stay where you are.

[g*nf*re]

Go after him.

Let's get him inside.

Come on, easy does it.

That's it, come on.

[Kilbourne] FBI, Torres. Halt.

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I didn't know what they were talking about.

But I ran..

...because Carlos looked so mad.

[panting]

And he told Torres..

...to throw the knife.

Tsk, he didn't have to do this.

Did he m*rder Molinos?

Miss Reyes, there's no time left.

Yes. He told me he'd k*ll me if I didn't go along with him.

Torres fell overboard. The sharks.

See if you can get to the captain.

If the steward's there with him, hold him for m*rder.

And ask one of the officers to take the passengers

someplace where they'll be safe.

Right.

I'm gonna radio for help. Lock the door after me.

[music continues]

[theme music]

Yeah?

Alright, then let me know the minute

you re-establish contact.

[George] 'Well?'

No word since their transmitter went dead.

The coast guard's sending a cutter

to their last known position.

Arthur, something else has happened that might

have a bearing on this.

Two hours ago, one of Avila's forces mounted attack

on a fishing village north of the capital.

Place called Ciudad Felipe.

He usually sweeps into these places

burns the docks and disappears.

But he's secured the harbor area this time.

And he's staying.

You mean he's waiting..

...for a ship.

How long will it take that cutter

to reach the Silver Crown?

Longer then it takes a pirate to pull a trigger.

[dramatic music]

[machine g*n firing]

- That was a little close. - Yeah.

Gilman and I jammed the door in the engine room.

That's six less rebels to worry about.

He's sitting outside and watching it.

Nice to get a hold of that g*n.

Yeah.

- Say when? - Oh, you just said it.

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Any idea where Kilbourne is?

Yeah, I ran into him on the cabin deck.

Captain is tied to his quarters

and Colfax left the bridge as soon as the firing started.

He took all the passengers into the dining area

except for Miss Reyes.

Kilbourne'll watch him.

Steward's probably taken over the bridge by now.

Let's see if we can make our way up there.

Take him out and the mutiny is over.

Alright.

Ladies and gentlemen, if you'd just remain calm

everything will be alright.

You're perfectly safe here.

But, Mr. Colfax, how about

the rest of the officers, the captain?

Mrs. Guthrie, there's nothing to worry about.

The FBI is in charge.

Isn't that right, Mr. Kilbourne?

That's right, sir.

Now, just sit back. It's gonna be alright now.

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Give me two minutes, then start firing at the bridge.

[g*nf*re]

[music continues]

Are you sure she was talking to the FBI?

I'm sure.

[g*n shots]

[screaming]

Ladies and gentlemen, please be calm.

[weeping]

[g*nf*re]

That's far enough, Mr. Colfax.

Just sit down, you're under arrest.

Under.. Why?

For aiding a mutiny.

[dramatic music]

Raise your hands.

[g*n shots]

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- Who is it? - FBI.

[Lewis] 'Drop it! Put your hands up!'

I should have k*lled you in the beginning

that was my mistake.

And I should have gone to the police in the beginning.

Avila, some of your men may not know the mutiny's over yet.

You better talk to them.

[intense music]

[theme music]

That's a very thorough and accurate statement.

But I'm not going to sign it.

Colonel.

Do you deny heading the mutiny?

Well, I deny k*lling Pablos Molinos.

- And throwing him overboard. - Colonel..

I think young Isidro is gonna be alright.

There's no sign of internal hemorrhaging.

I'm glad to hear it.

Oh, by the way, inspector.

We got the radio working again.

The coast guard's on its way.

Good. You know, you might as well sign this.

Colfax and Thorpe will sign theirs.

And Calderon as well.

Why, I didn't k*ll anybody, you see.

That's not what Miss Reyes says.

Did she sign any statement?

- Not yet. - 'And she won't.'

Because she'd have to implicate herself.

And that will be a definite commitment.

And she doesn't have the courage for that.

I know the girl, sir.

I know her very, very well.

[male narrator] On the direct testimony of Barbara Reyes

Carlos Avila was convicted of the m*rder of Pablos Molinos

and sentenced to death.

His surviving confederates in the Silver Crown mutiny

are currently serving life sentences

in Leavenworth penitentiary.

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