03x04 - Traitor

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[male narrator] The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Production.

Starring, Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring, Philip Abbott..

...William Reynolds

with guest stars

Phyllis Thaxter..

...Richard Anderson..

...Delphi Lawrence.

And special guest star

Andrew Duggan.

Tonight's episode

"The Traitor."

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Steven Ramsey was coming home.

Thirty years ago he had left the United States

as a teenage student.

Now, he was returning as the newly elected president

of giant McCann Industries

and as a Communist spy.

Ramsey was president of McCann in name only.

His real boss was high ranking party member, Louise Freed

accompanying him as his administrative assistant.

His assignment

to replace a Major F.L. Harberg

who had been critically wounded while watching a baseball game

two hours before Ramsey's Berlin flight had landed.

As soon as he regained consciousness

he asked to speak to agents of the FBI.

[groans]

Harberg.

That's it, please.

How is he?

I talked to the stadium people.

Forty thousand potential witnesses to this business

and nobody saw a thing.

Well, he mentioned the name Karl

but I couldn't get the rest of it.

Gaines, Gayne, something like that.

- See what you can come up with. - Okay.

He's dead.

I'm sorry we didn't notify you sooner.

Took us a while to realize that he was serious.

In my profession when a man starts talking

about the end of the world

we tend to put it down to delirium.

I wish I could do that in my profession, doctor.

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[Louise] 'I think we will be most comfortable here. I..'

Sir, this is a schedule of your board meetings

and these are the research progress reports.

I'll handle those, Sarah.

Uh, yes, but, uh

Mr. Hoffman wishes to deal personally--

I like to take as much pressure off Mr. Ramsey as I can.

It's my job after all, isn't it?

It's alright, Miss Todd, we'll figure out a routine as we go.

Of course, Mr. Ramsey.

Shall I put these on your desk, Miss Freed?

And would call Mr. Ramsey's brother

to see if he's on his way.

Mr. Ramsey doesn't like to be kept waiting.

And are you going to sit in

on the family reunion too, liebchen?

Perhaps you'd be kind enough to slip me a note

from time to time.

When to smile, what to say, wha..

[door opens]

I honestly don't know what I would do without you.

Don't worry, I won't stay long.

I'm just curious.

I would like to meet the man who developed m*ssile fuel.

He works for Burton Oil, doesn't he?

You know, liebchen, I think you and your playmates

have bitten off more you can chew this time.

Alec is as much of a stranger to me as he is to you.

There's not a reason in the world why he should

give me any information at all.

- Darling, do you have a ligh-- - No.

[intercom buzzing]

Yes, Sarah.

[Sarah] 'Your brother's here, Mr. Ramsey.'

Show him in.

Thank you.

Hello, Steve.

Alec.

Well, I'm not gonna say that, uh, you haven't changed.

[chuckles]

This is my administrative assistant, Miss Freed.

How do you do, Miss Freed.

I can't tell you what a pleasure this is.

Mr. Ramsey has spoken of you so often.

Well, if that's all, sir? Excuse me.

Attractive woman.

You think so?

Oh, I-I guess so, if you like the Valkyrie type.

Actually she's been with me for almost 20 years.

Mm, must be valuable to you.

Yes, I suppose she must be.

Sit down, Alec.

Mm, yeah, thank you.

Um, get you a drink?

'No, no, no, thank you.'

Well, Alex.

How are you? How have you been?

Oh..

How's Rosemary?

She's fine.

I, uh...meant to write after the wedding.

Oh, well, so did we, you know.

I wouldn't have deliberately hurt Rosemary

for anything in the world.

Deserting her hurt..

...the divorce hurt.

Well, there was brother Al there ready to pick up all the pieces.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Took a while.

Look, uh..

I, uh, I've got to get back to the lab.

Al.

It took more than a while.

Took maturity, took love.

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You don't know how I envy you.

Who, the president of McCann, envy me?

I envy you your kids

your wife..

...your...balance.

Al, I'm back home, I've had some hard choices.

Don't shut the door on me.

The, uh...door's never been shut.

Can I have dinner with you tonight?

Like to hear about your work.

You say this Major Harberg gave you no other lead.

- Just, um, just few of 'em. - That's all.

I was told you were the man to see

about rocket propulsion, range.

Well, you could find out the strength and range

of every m*ssile in our defense system

if you had the right fuel information.

Where would an enemy agent start, general?

The supplier, probably.

- And who's that? - Burton.

Their labs develop most of the stuff we're using now.

But everyone who works there has a top security classification.

'I know all the men in charge.'

I...I can't believe that any of them

would sell information like that.

And you're probably right.

Strange thing about traitors

they rarely sell their country down the river

more often they give it away.

Thank you, general.

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Hello, Steve.

- Alec. - Right on time.

Have any trouble finding the place?

Not a bit, you draw a very professional map.

You really wanted to get out of the suburbs, didn't you?

Any neighbors around here?

Not for 20 or 30 miles.

Rosemary will be down in a minute

she's dressing, again.

I'd say she looked nervous, but, uh..

...we get any dinner tonight, it will be a miracle.

[laughing]

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Well..

Yes, I, I like this.

Well, it's not exactly a castle on the Rhine

but they say they tend to be cold anyway.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Oh, yes, this is, uh, charming.

'Thank you.'

The boys here?

They're surfers, they're in California.

They'll be back in a couple of weeks.

[Rosemary] 'They better be.'

They've been gone for four days

and already I'm so lonesome I could die.

Rosemary.

Everything changes but you.

Oh, I've changed

a great deal.

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How about a drink?

Vodka? Scotch?

Vo-vodka and tonic.

Darling?

Yes, fine, vodka.

Good looking boys.

Yes.

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I remember that photograph.

Your father had it taken the first year

we were all in Germany.

It was his favorite picture.

Was?

Yes, he, he died last spring.

I'm sorry.

He wasn't.

It was a long illness.

At least he lived long enough

to see everything he predicted come true.

Rockets, jet propulsion, this whole new age.

Remember that ridiculous n*zi professor?

What was his name, who kept trying

to dig information out of dad?

I remember.

You and dad and Alec

kept feeding him all that double talk.

Rosemary, I've thought about those days a 1000 times.

I intended to come back to you after the w*r.

Shalmer, that was his name.

Listen to me.

Steve, it's all over.

All over with.

'Things happened.'

There were certain pressures, mistakes.

Alright.

You did what you had to do.

Rosemary.

Just stop bothering me.

Stop it!

Well, here we are.

Hello.

Here's to a happy reunion.

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It must have been a charming evening.

You find some other way of getting your information.

I'm through, I've hurt them enough already.

Them, or her?

Seeing her again, after all these years..

...it was fantastic.

Nothing is changed.

Then you certainly better not put her in danger.

And you.

Louise, leave her alone.

She knows nothing of what happened in Germany.

How she was used.

That's over.

It was 28 years ago.

And what about the Cause?

Do you think that they would believe for one moment

that she was not aware of what she was doing?

It doesn't matter how many years ago it happened.

It's still treason.

- I cannot-- - 'Darling.'

These are very emotional times for the Americans.

Think how they'd react to the proof

that the president of a company like McCann

was a traitor.

Even if a terribly clever lawyer..

...is to save your life..

...what would there really be left to save?

It would all be ended

the money, the position.

I have to have time.

There is no time, angel.

You will call your brother tomorrow morning.

Now that's it.

I think you're bluffing.

Yes.

So did Harberg.

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Arthur.

Oh, welcome back.

What's that?

It's one of the slugs that k*lled Harberg.

Have a look.

Unusual rifling characteristics.

Mm-hm, it could've been fired

from a foreign made automatic p*stol.

We picked up one of the cartridge casings

at the stadium this afternoon.



Have you had any luck with that name Harberg gave us?

Karl? No, not yet.

What about Burton? Have you got a list from them yet?

No, we've done better than that.

We've narrowed it down to a list of six possible.

The New York Office is checking it out right now.

Security is so tight

no one man has access to all the fuel information.

The six names that we do have

are Burton's top research scientists.

What they don't know, they might be able to guess.

Nobody else could come remotely close.

I'd like to fly up there with Tom this afternoon.

You know, I can't get used to the idea of treason.

A quisling makes my skin crawl.

If we are dealing with one here

pick him up, fast.

I'll call you when I get in.

Good luck.

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You did what? Why, you--

Alec, I asked you to drop over this morning

because I am in terrible trouble.

Everything I've built, my whole life

is about to blow up in my face unless you help me.

I was going to get into it last night

but I hoped..

Well..

Do you remember Professor Shalmer

when we were working with Dr. Adams?

Yes, I remember him.

He was an espionage agent.

He wanted information on our rocket project.

I got it for him.

You?

It told him how far behind we were.

It told him it was safe to use the V-2 rockets

against England.

I was responsible for that.

And where did you get that information?

I stole it..

...from Rosemary's father.

Steve, I don't believe you--

Shalmer paid me back with a chemical formula

dyes.

When I went to work for McCann after the w*r

that was my first discovery.

In the meantime, the Reds made a little discovery of their own.

'What was that?'

The Nazis kept a record

of our little deal, it was put in

a place called Rastenburg

in East Germany.

I am Rastenburg file number 641.

The Communists found it.

When I went back to Berlin an agent showed me a copy of it

blackmailed me into helping her.

For 20 years I've been helping

getting deeper and deeper until now

unless you bail me out my life's over.

Where are you going?

FBI.

What I want from you, Al, is a complete rundown

of the fuel specifications

of every defense m*ssile in this country.

- Don't be ridiculous. - Listen to me, Al.

I couldn't have gotten the information

Shalmer wanted by myself.

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What are you talking about?

I used Rosemary.

- She's as guilty as I am. - You..

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Out! Get out!

Expertly done.

Now, Mr. Ramsey

I will tell you what you're going to do.

Hello, Chet.

Inspector, good to see you again.

Tom Colby, SAC Randolph.

- Chet, I'm glad to meet you. - It's a pleasure, Tom.

The bureau checked the Burton names

through ident for us, Lou.

Shall we sit down?

All six men underwent security checks

including the new one.

'So which is the new one?'

Number four, Alexander Ramsey.

He's chief of basic research.

He replaced a Dr. Donald Adams

his father-in-law, Adams died last spring.

He was head of our rocket program in '39.

Carrying quite a debt load here..

...loans, mortgages.

Primarily hospital and medical expenses.

Adams was ill for more than a year.

[intercom buzzes]

Randolph.

Yes, he is, just a moment.

'Washington, Mr. Ward.'

Hello, Arthur.

Oh, Lewis, we may have a lead on Karl.

- 'Yes?' - Yes.

A nationalist from Harvard's country.

A man named Philip Karl Gayna.

He got drunk in a bar last night

had to be forcibly ejected.

Our informant said he was carrying a g*n

an automatic p*stol.

Do you know where Gayna is now?

He's reported to be in New York.

I've sent his description on to Randolph.

Fine, Arthur, thanks very much.

Chet, there'll be a description coming through from the bureau.

Put some agents on the Code Yellow Consulate.

If he turns up, they'll keep him under surveillance.

Right.

Ramsey, Ramsey..

You know him, Lou?

I know the name from somewhere.

Wasn't there a Ramsey on the cover of a magazine last week?

Yes, that's right.

New president of McCann.

Steven Ramsey, brother.

So Alexander Ramsey has a brother

who's the head of one of the largest

corporation's in the world

and he's up to his ears in debt.

Well, they wouldn't be the first pair of brothers

who weren't on speaking terms.

Tom, see what you can find out.

I'll be at Burton if anything comes up.

Yes, sir. See you later.

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[Rosemary] 'Is that you, Alec?'

Yeah, it's me.

Alec, what in the world..

It's only one o'clock in the afternoon.

Are you sick?

- Well? - No, no, no, no, no.

No, I'm not sick.

Uh, sit down.

Something's happened to the boys.

No, no, no, it's not the boys.

- Alec-- - The boys are alright.

Now, listen.

I've been with Steve.

Steve?

He said some things.

I want to hear it from you.

Do you remember when we were all in Germany together

there was a Professor Shalmer

he, he always tried to get information from us

and we used to play games with him

tell him lies, you remember that?

Yes.

Did you ever let Steve look at your dad's notebooks?

Yes, I did.

Why?

He said the only way to throw Shalmer off

would be to feed him nonsense based on fact.

It wasn't nonsense.

He sold Shalmer the true figures.

No.

He was an agent, he's still an agent

first for the Nazis, now for the Reds.

Oh, no.

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'He's an agent.'

He asked me to work or him.

Who do we call?

The police?

Don't you understand what I'm saying?

You supplied him with information that he sold.

You could go on trial with him.

But I didn't know.

It doesn't matter.

Of course it matters.

You'll have to report it.

And...risk what might happen to you?

I...I tried, I, um..

I-I can't.

- Alec-- - It's too late.

I went back to my office after I talked with him

and I gave him the information that he wanted.

Oh, no!

[crying]

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Tell me, what time Mr. Ramsey usually get back from lunch?

Usually he has lunch right here in the office.

I can't imagine what's happened to him.

If you have any other appointments here at Burton

I can tell 'em you're in the building.

No, I've seen everyone else I wanted to.

Maybe you better have him call me.

Yes, sir.

He can reach in the office here in town.

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Shall we strike that?

Yes, but double check the Ferguson file.

[intercom buzzes]

Yes, Sarah.

My brother?

Put him through.

Yes, Alec.

[Alec] 'Steve, trouble.'

What are you talking about?

An FBI man just left here, he's been all over the building

asking questions.

- What questions? - The m*ssile fuel.

Classified files, he's checking everyone that has access to it.

Alright, now, calm down.

'I want that material this afternoon.'

It's being copied.

I want that material.

I'll meet you at the house, I'll make arrangements

to come back here after dinner and replace it.

Six.

Alright, I'll be there at six o'clock.

What if they haven't finished copying it?

It's already finished.

What are you talking about? Why didn't you tell me?

We have no time to waste, this could be dangerous.

What if he breaks?

Suppose he does.

Your brother has a clean record.

But he's in difficulties. he needs, uh, money.

If he confesses to the FBI

that he stole the records, hoping to find a buyer

but didn't have the courage to through with it

they wouldn't look any further.

Oh, stop it, Louise.

Alec would never take the blame for something I put him up to.

Oh, yes, he will.

On the way home, poor Alec

frightened by the knowledge that the FBI has caught up with him

is going to commit suicide.

[intense music]

And what's wrong with it?

He's my brother.

He can absolutely ruin you, angel.

You'll k*ll Rosemary.

Not if you're there to comfort her, Steven.

And, liebchen, you are a marvelous comforter of women.

When you set your mind to it

and when it's the right woman.

'Hm?'

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Karl Gayna, please.

Alright, keep after it.

If Gayna's in town, he's staying well hidden.

No sign of him at the consulate.

[door opening]

How'd your interviews go?

I missed Ramsey.

- Has he called? - 'Ramsey? No.'

He may be off in a bar somewhere, licking his wounds.

What do you mean?

Just got back from the McCann building

apparently the brothers went a couple of rounds

together this morning.

- They had a fight? - Mm-hmm.

Real donnybrook, if you can believe this gossip.

- What started it? - A long story.

Receptionist, uh, told the elevator girl

that she'd been looking into Mr. Steven Ramsey's

marital status.

Uh, just for kicks.

Found out that he's single now.

But he had been married in his teens to Miss Rosemary Adams.

Who is now Mrs. Alec Ramsey.

The receptionist felt that, uh, they must have been

fighting over the fair lady.

Who was also the daughter of the late Dr. Donald Adams.

Yeah, the four of them spent several years together

in Germany before the w*r.

Rosemary and Steven Ramsey were married there in 1939.

- Are these facts? - Facts.

I called the legal attache in Barnes.

Rosemary's father left the country

before the United States entered the w*r.

Rosemary, Steve, Alec Ramsey delayed a little too long

and were interned.

Mm-hmm, for the duration.

Well, Alec and Rosemary were.

Steve escaped, made it to the channel single-handed.

Hm.

What was the camp?

Saxberg.

Yeah, I know, he was their only escapee.

Uh, he stayed in England until after the armistice

then he went back to Germany.

Chet..

...Donald Adams was a rocket scientist, right?

Yes.

Were the brothers working

in flying bombs in 1939?

That's right.

[sighs]

Call Steven Ramsey, tell him I'm coming over

to have a talk with him.

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You're an idiot.

This is the luckiest thing that could have happened.

Lucky, the FBI?

It's a chance you would welcome, if you had any sort of sense.

Handle this inspector properly.

Send him out of here with the right kind of

doubts in his mind.

Then when they find your brother

they won't even question that he has k*lled himself.

[intercom buzzing]

Yes?

[Sarah] 'Inspector Erskine's here'

'Mr. Ramsey.'

Just a minute.

You will get a call saying everything has been

taken care of.

That will mean that I have done my share.

Now, you do yours.

[door opening]

[door closing]

Alright, Sarah, send him in.

Thank you.

Mr. Ramsey.

Inspector Erskine.

Oh, yes, of course, inspector, won't you have a seat?

Thank you.

What can I do for you?

Man, I've never been so glad to see anybody in my life.

I've been stuck up here for an hour.

Oh, that's too bad, this is a private road, you know.

Yeah, no kiddin'. Yours?

- Didn't you see the sign? - I'm sorry. No, I didn't.

Well, look, uh, I'm late.

Uh, hop in, I'll take you to a phone.

Well, listen, I-I know I can get it started

if you just give me a hand.

Oh, come on, be a good fellow, huh?

[intense music]

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[engine revving]

I'm sorry, inspector.

I still don't get exactly what you're driving at.

Is my brother under some sort of suspicion?

How much contact have you had with him in the last



None at all.

None?

We, uh, there were personal problems between us.

You tell me what they were?

Is it important?

Might be.

Well..

...my wife, uh

fell in love with my brother.

You see, we were all interned in the same German prison camp

during the w*r.

Yes.

[sighs]

They used to meet during the, um, exercise periods

they weren't aware of the fact that I saw them together.

And then after the w*r, my wife Rosemary married Alec

divorced me, married Alec.

And I haven't seen either of them again until yesterday.

What made you call him then?

- I didn't. - 'Oh.'

He called me.

- Why? - Oh, inspector.

Why, Mr. Ramsey?

Oh, he said, he was in trouble.

He said, there was nobody else to turn to.

I told him to come on over, of course.

- 'What did he want?' - Money.

Evidently there had been a lot of medical bills

he'd borrowed, he couldn't borrow anymore.

I told him I'd look around

see what I could scrape together.

He said that wouldn't be enough, it would be too late.

He accused me of stalling, there was a fight.

He said, I was forcing him into an impossible corner.

He was going to have to try to sell something.

And what was he going to sell?

His house, I suppose.

[intercom buzzing]

Hello.

Yes.

I understand.

Thank you.

[dramatic music]

Mr. Ramsey, you were the only person in the entire w*r

to have escaped from Saxberg.

How did you manage that?

What?

It was a remarkable feat.

- Especially for a man alone. - But I was alone!

It was a remarkable feat!

Are you trying to say that I had help?

Or you think they did open the doors

for me, a little time off for--

For good behavior?

Thanks, Mr. Ramsey.

[instrumental music]

[crying]

[instrumental music]

Mrs. Ramsey, I, uh..

[music continues]

[metal clanking]

[crying]

[car door opening]

[music continues]

- That his wife? - Yes, sir.

I wanted to drive her home but, uh, she won't leave.

And she doesn't want to talk to anybody.

[car engine revving]

She notified the police at 7:30 this morning

that her husband hadn't gotten home.

They noticed the tire marks when they drove in.

She's been here ever since.

- These the Burton papers? - Yes, sir.

I called their security officer and he confirms

these are the only ones missing from the files.

Are there any skid marks?

No, sir, looks like he, uh, he went over deliberately.

You think it may have been suicide, huh?

He was in debts.

He could have been planning to sell this material

and last minute, he changed his mind.

Yeah. Could have.

I talked to their secretary when I called the plant.

She said that he seemed very nervous

and depressed when he left.

- Was he wearing a watch? - Yes, he was.

It's broken on the crash. It stopped at 5:51.

Lou, is the time significant?

Could be.

His brother got a phone call ten minutes later

while I was still in the office.

It seemed to upset him.

Has, uh, has he been notified about this yet?

No, not unless Mrs. Ramsey called him.

- Hm. - What's on your mind?

I spent the night going over

the details of the Saxberg escape.

According to the published reports

it was a remarkable athletic feat

requiring top physical conditioning.

Well?

The year Ramsey got away more than 200 inmates

died of starvation.

Yet this prisoner never missed a meal.

Somebody up there liked him.

Why?

He was a rocketry expert.

Nazis were working on the V-1 and V-2.

Now, he comes back to the United States

and his brother steals valuable m*ssile data.

Well, at least he didn't have a chance to pass it on.

That depends on when he stole it.

That'd be easy enough to copy.

What's the latest surveillance report on Ramsey?

Went to the office at 9:00 this morning.

Still there.

Mrs. Ramsey, I'm Inspector Erskine

with the FBI.

I know this is painful

but I have to ask you a few questions.

Uh, may I drive you home?

Why don't they call? They must have found him by now.

I'm his brother! Why don't they call?

Why should they have found it by now?

Karl said it was an enormously deep ravine.

Well, are you going to take me to the airport or not?

You ought to stay here until this is all over.

Orders, angel.

Evidently they think you can handle

the rest of it on your own.

Oh, Steven, for heavens sake, it would do you good

to get out of here.

And you'll have the rest of your life to comfort

the bereaved widow.

Come on.

Saxberg.

That's like asking me to remember the time

I almost drowned when I was a little girl.

Yes, I remember it.

How far apart were the men's

and women's sections, Mrs. Ramsey?

Mr. Erskine, I, really, I would like to help

but I have so much to do.

And I, I have to call the boys.

That's already been done.

They're being flown back this afternoon.

I've arranged to have someone stay

with you until they get here.

Oh, thank you.

The, uh..

...men and women sections were, uh..

Did you, uh

share the same exercise yard, for example?

No.

Or the same mess hall or the same rest periods?

No, the camp was very large.

I heard that Alec and Steve were there

I-I, I never saw them.

I heard about Steven escape.

Of course, everyone did.

Were you surprised?

Uh, I couldn't believe it.

Mrs. Ramsey..

...did he ever work for the Nazis?

No. Of course not.

What do you mean? No.

Did your husband tell you

why he went to see his brother the day before yesterday?

No.

Steven said that he called him to beg for money.

That's not true.

- Steve called Alec. - I know.

It was easy enough to verify, I asked the receptionist.

Why would Steve lie?

'Why would he bother to lie?'

He also told me that he, he'd seen you two together

in Saxberg.

He implied that you'd been unfaithful.

Steve, why?

Oh, to explain, perhaps, why he hadn't

rejoined you after the w*r.

I mean, if he had worked for the Nazis, he may not

have had the courage to face you.

Mrs. Ramsey..

...do you believe your husband k*lled himself?

We, uh, we found some

top secret papers in his pockets.

Do you believe he's stole them for money to pay his debts?

That's what Steven Ramsey wants me to believe.

[doorbell ringing]

Excuse me, inspector.

[door closing]

Thank you.

Ramsey's surveillance reports he and his assistance

are heading for the airport.

Alright, alert the airport police.

And don't let either one of them board a plane.

Yes, sir. Mrs. Ramsey.

[door closing]

Mrs. Ramsey... there isn't much time.

No, I don't believe for one minute

my husband k*lled himself, inspector.

He couldn't have been alone.

Someone had to put those papers back in his pocket.

He gave them to his brother yesterday afternoon.

Steven Ramsey is working for the Communist.

I'll testify to that, if you like.

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Uh, two suitcases, Flight 212.

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Well, angel?

You won't mind if I go on, liebchen?

- No, certainly not. - Goodbye.

Goodbye, darling.

There was some good times too, weren't there?

It's a pity that..

Well..

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- Go ahead. - What?

Drive!

[engine revving]

Halt! This is the FBI.

[intense music]

Chet, you and Tom cover that end of the line.

[g*nsh*t]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[music continues]

Go that way!

Hold it! FBI.

Bring him in, I'll get the woman.

[music continues]

Thank you.

Uh, eleven?

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- Louise Freed? - Yes.

FBI. Will you come with us, please?

Well, wherever one goes, there's Gestapo, isn't there?

I would like to see a lawyer, is this possible?

Of course.

[instrumental music]

[male narrator] A highly classified information, stolen

from the files of Burton Laboratories was recovered

from Louise Freed by the FBI.

She and Steven Ramsey were convicted of espionage

against the United States..

...and are serving their terms in a federal penitentiary.

Philip Karl Gayna, after conviction in State Court

was ex*cuted for the m*rder of Alexander Ramsey.

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