06x07 - The Innocents

[bunniefuu]

[instrumental music]

Hey, you coming over?

Nah, my mom thinks I'm catching cold.

Just for a while, come on.

What will she do to ya?

I better not, okay?

Okay.

Give me a call later and she might let you

come over for a little while.

- Okay. - Bye.

[music continues]

Timmy!

[laughing]

Come on!

Come on! Hurry up.

It's so good to see you.

How are you?

Fine.

Your mother asked me to pick you up

and take you to..

Timmy.

Don't you remember me?

I...think I do.

Well, there's no reason why you should really.

Ah, but, you weren't even in kindergarten yet then.

And now you must be, what, seven?

Seven and a half.

'Seven and a half?'

Isn't that wonderful?

Well, I want you to tell me all about what you've been doing

on our way there, come on.

I'm supposed to go right home.

I know, honey.

That was before.

I promised I would.

Timmy.

Your mother said it was very important.

Now, I'm just trying to do her a favor.

I had to drive all the way over here

from the hospital, you know.

Is that where we're going now?

Well, just as soon as you get in..

What's the matter, honey?

Aren't you feeling well?

My mother told me never to go riding with strangers.

Oh..

And she's absolutely right!

But I'm not a stranger, am I?

It's just that you don't remember me.

But I remember you. Doesn't that make a difference?

I guess so.

Of course, it does.

I'm gonna tell your mother everything you said.

You were a very good boy.

Timmy..

You don't wanna be late, do you?

You don't want her to worry.

No, ma'am.

[sighs] That's my Timmy.

Come on.

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

[music continues]

[male narrator] The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Production.

Starring, Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring, Philip Abbott

William Reynolds.

With guest stars

Lois Nettleton

Joan Hotchkiss

and special guest star

Larry Blyden.

Tonight's Episode

The Innocents.

[instrumental music]

On May 25th

Timmy Bowden, only child of Dr. Anne Bowden

and her estranged husband, industrialist James Bowden

was kidnapped on his way home

from a Maryland school.

The following day, when a ransom note

postmarked Washington, D.C. was received by Dr. Bowden,

The FBI began an immediate investigation

and assigned Inspector Lewis Erskine

to assume on the scene supervision.

I don't understand.

It just says "Get a $100,000."

Nothing else, not what to do

or where to take it or

or how Timmy is.

Has anyone else handled this letter besides you, Dr. Bowden?

Uh, no..

I'll get these to the lab right away.

Timmy's father has been in Europe

and his plane should be in by now.

Yes, Mr. Shoal told me.

We have an agent standing by

at the airport to meet him.

Have you any idea who might've done this?

Are you suggesting it-it's someone I might know?

Well, the letter was addressed to you

so the kidnapper is probably aware

that you and your husband are separated.

'In any case, he's undoubtedly studied your routine.'

I..

I-I never thought.

We understand you're on the staff

of the Sisters of Mercy hospital in Washington.

Yes, I've been there nearly two years.

And before that I did my internship and residency

at Good Samaritan.

Can you think of anyone, Dr. Bowden

at either hospital who

might bear you a grudge?

Somebody whose child I treated, you mean?

Some child who..

Who'd, uh..

[door bell ringing]

Uh..

I'm sorry, uh..

Uh, it's possible.

I guess..

I don't know.

[door closes]

Annie.

Any word?

Inspector Erskine, Mr. Colby

this is Timmy's father, James Bowden.

- How do you do? - They're from the FBI.

Haven't you had any contact at all?

Well, there's a ransom note

demanding a $100,000.

Doctor, at your convenience, we'd like a list

of your acquaintances

'hospital personnel you might've worked with'

'anyone who could be familiar with your routine.'

Of course.

And we'll need the names of Timmy's friends.

Maybe one of the neighborhood children was in the area

when Timmy was abducted.

Hmm.

I almost didn't send him to school.

He was coming down with something.

- Probably just a cold. - Oh, for heaven's sake, Anne.

You let him go to school with a cold?

Well, I-I didn't wanna pamper him just because..

Because I'm not around anymore?

No.

It just didn't seem..

...that serious, that's all.

You'll keep me posted, inspector.

'Anything, no matter how insignificant.'

Of course, where can we reach you?

Uh, here.

I will, uh..

I'll have the guest room prepared.

I'll get the $100,000 together.

Very well.

[instrumental music]

Annie.

That was nice of you saying that I could stay

in the guest room.

[door closes]

It'll be easier.

I'll see about getting you something to eat.

[instrumental music on TV]

Hey, note, okay?

- Hmm? - Hmm.

Oh, there's only one 'L' in barrel.

What difference does it make?

One 'L' or two, they'll still get the message.

Won't they?

- No difference at all. - Yeah!

I may not be able to spell so good

but there's nothing wrong with my nerve, right?

Nope.

Well, we did it.

We finally did it.

After all those years

when nothing went right.

And-and a lot of the credit goes to you, Elizabeth.

I mean, you stuck all those years

when there was nothing that I could do for you.

I gotta give you a lot of credit for that.

Well, let's not count the money yet, hon.

Yup, yup, you're right, you're right.

Yeah, we'll wait until tomorrow, we can do that all day tomorrow.

You're gonna seal that up and watch out for finger prints.

You know, you know my one gripe

is that we never thought of this a long time ago.

I mean, all these years, all the things we could've been.

And all the things we could've done.

Well..

I think I'll have a little celebration.

- What about you? - No, Frank.

You know, I'm just gonna have one little shot.

- Huh, what do you say? - No.

You're gonna drive to mail this.

Look, you wanna get picked up?

[g*nshots from TV]

I mean, before-before you even mail the letter?

You can drunk as a lord afterwards

but not now.

And don't take any bar money with you either.

[g*nshots from TV]

Okay.

- It's right in there. - Yeah.

[door closes]

You said I could go home.

Soon.

My mother doesn't know I'm here, does she?

I mean, she knows you're with us.

I'll bet she doesn't.

She wouldn't want me to be here.

Don't-don't think about that now.

Okay?

May I have a glass of water, please?

Did you finish this glass, too?

What's wrong? Don't you feel well?

[sighs] You-you, uh..

You do feel a little warm.

When Frank comes back, I'll have him get you something.

Okay?

[Arthur] 'Lewis, I'm in the document section.'

I have some results for you

on our examination of the Bowden kidnap note.

[Lewis] 'Yes?'

The note was written on ordinary variety store paper.

The writer doesn't seem to be particularly well educated.

There's no punctuation whatsoever.

There are several erases, where words were misspelt

and then corrected, as if he'd double checked

with a dictionary.

Yeah, maybe with a partner, who spells better than he does.

- Anything else? - Yes.

We're, uh, comparing the handwriting with, uh

extortion notes we have on the file

but nothing yet.

No latent prints on the note?

No.

Have you had any luck locating a witness to the abduction?

Not so far.

We have a partial list of the boys friends and schoolmates.

We've begun interviewing discreetly.

Alright, Lewis, keep me informed.

Alright.

[instrumental music]

Any new word?

Nothing yet.

Uh, can I get you something, inspector?

No, thank you.

[music continues]

Oh..

I didn't realize it was getting dark.

You know something.

What with working so hard

being out of town

being out of the country on business all the time

I don't even remember being here

when Timmy wasn't.

Oh, I suppose I was hundreds of times. It's..

It's just I don't remember it.

Without Timmy it's not the same house.

What a thing to do to a seven year old boy?

What a thing.

I want to pay half of this.

No, Anne.

- I'll give you part now. - No, no.

- And the rest when I can. - No, Anne.

Please..

[sighing]

- It isn't necessary. - I want to.

It isn't necessary. I don't want your money.

Please.

I want to.

Please don't.

Well, I know how you feel.

We both want to do something.

[sighing]

Why can't I?

Because I've got the money.

Business is good.

And besides

you worked too hard for what you have.

Why must my work always be an issue, even now?

Why can't you ever let me feel I'm needed?

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[tires screeching]

Timmy?

Timmy?

And I thought you were watching him!

- Another minute he'd been gone! - Where'd you go, darling?

What're you doing with that tape?

I'm gonna tie him up, like I should've done--

- Oh, no, Frank. No. - Get out of my way!

Oh, no, Frank. No listen.

He won't do it again. I promise.

He's sick. I mean--

You didn't come back like you said you would.

But you're drunk, aren't you?

You're drunk.

And I thought that you changed, but you haven't.

You went out and you stayed out for hours

and you got drunk.

Alright.

But if he gives us any more trouble..

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[instrumental music]

[Lewis] The drop site is in Washington.

Two, this afternoon.

Gives us three hours.

Brown bag with a piece of string around it.

Trash barrel at the intersection

of Ashland and Maine.

Now you're...sure about your decision?

Yes, we're going to pay the ransom.

We'll do anything to get Timmy back safely.

Well, that's our main concern, too, of course.

With your consent

we'd like to set up surveillance at the site.

And we'd like to have one of our people

deliver the ransom.

But it says I'm to bring it.

There could be a risk involved, doctor.

Oh, I agree, go on, inspector.

Well, we'll let the money be picked up undisturbed.

Our hope being that it might lead us to Timmy.

I wanna be the one to leave the money.

- No, Anne-- - No, no.

If they know who I am

which they obviously do

it would be risky for Timmy, if somebody else did it.

Suppose they're watching.

But this way it's risky for you. Inspector..

It's your decision, doctor.

I'll take the money.

Excuse me.

I think we have something, inspector.

We've located a boy who walked part of the way home with Timmy.

And we also have some other witnesses

who might be able to help.

I'll be checking back with you later.

[instrumental music]

Well, would you eat it if I cut it up for you?

It'll make you feel much better if you eat something.

I'm not a baby.

You keep talking to me like I'm a baby.

Oh, no, of course, you're not, Timmy. I'm sorry.

Look, would you just.. Just one little bite.

For me, huh?

Hey!

What you have to be a seven year old kid

to get served around here?

Frank?

It's time to make the pickup.

It's still early. What're you rushing for?

You're not freezing up, are you?

Now that we're so close?

Look, I told you when we got into this thing

that I would do it and I will, so leave me alone, will ya?

Nothing's gonna go wrong.

And besides if it does

it's not the end of the world, you know.

- Frank? - We always got by before!

Why, with you washing cars and dishes

when you can find the work?

You never exactly starved.

Well, I would have.

And so would you, too, more than once

except for my job at the hospital.

And this time come right back, I mean it.

And-and make sure you're not followed.

- I got some brains, you know. - Oh, listen, Frank.

Don't you understand?

If-if.. If you don't, if you don't do this exactly right.

I mean, if you make a mistake, if you make one little mistake--

Well, you wanna-- Will you lay off of me?

You want to see me botch it so you can say it and say it

and say it for the rest of..

Just cut it out!

[door closes]

I don't like him.

[instrumental music]

Well..

Well, he's..

He's afraid.

You see, Timmy..

...he hasn't done very well in life and..

...he wants so much..

...and it might not happen. So he's afraid.

You know what I mean?

Frank used to know how to talk to a little boy.

Our own little boy.

His name was Russell.

Where is he?

Well, he's gone.

With the angels.

Would you like to see his picture?

Huh, come on.

And, where was it you left Timmy?

That corner.

Alright, Chuck, now think hard

and tell me everything you can remember seeing in this street.

I remember a car parked over there.

What kind of car was it, Janet? You remember?

What color?

There was a car there when I looked out

about three or four in the afternoon, I think.

An older car.

What color?

- Blue. - Grey.

Grey. She's right, it was grey.

Did you notice anyone in the car?

No.

A lady.

- You're sure? - In a white dress.

How old would you say she was, Janet?

A little older than my mother.

And she's twen..

Thirty one.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music on stereo]

Hey, ah, I'll have a double whisky.

'And, no ice.'

Pour one for yourself.

And, uh, one for your friend down there.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you very much.

[exhales]

Well, how's it goin'?

Well, win some, lose some.

Ah, you, you lose more than you win.

- Ain't that the truth? - Yeah.

That's very decent of you to do this.

Well..

Ah, oh, no, no.

Uh, one is enough.

Eh, besides

I'm, I'm a little short right now.

Nah.. Go ahead. Who's-who's counting?

Yeah, but..

I'd sure like to buy you one sometime.

I am around here all the while.

Just, just, ask for Al.

- Oh, grand knowing you, Al. - Hi.

Charlie.

Ah, you, ah, expecting somebody?

No, no. It's just that, ah..

Just that there's somethin' I have to do and, uh..

I sure don't want to do it.

Yeah? What?

Oh, it's nothin', it just, ah..

Sure, I wish there was somethin' I can do about it.

What?

May-maybe I could help.

What, Charlie?

[instrumental music]

Tom.

Roll film.

[whirring]

[car horn honking]

[car horn honking]

[male #1] 'Alright.'

'Hey, ask the old man for a match.'

- 'Hey, I--' - 'Come on.'

- Ask the old man.. - He looks like he's hurt.

- Ask the old man for a match. - Watch out!

Oh, Oh!

Oh-oh. Oh-oh. Oh! Ha-ha-ha.

What's the matter?

Oh, hey, is that your lunch, pop? Your lunch?

Hey, let me guess what you got in there, man.

'I bet you got a steak in there, rare.'

'Oh, and a lot of French fries.'

[male #1] 'Hey, ain't you gonna show us, pop?'

- 'Sure, you are.' - I-I can't.

- It-It ain't mine. - Then what you doin' with it?

Oh.. Oh-oh-oh.

- I think he stole it. - Oh-oh-oh.

It-it belongs to a friend of mine.

- Oh. - Ha-ha-ha.

Hey, he stole it from a friend of his.

- Oh. - Let me outta here.

- Yeah, get lost. - Hey!

[muggers howling]

Ride him!

[howling]

Now, listen, pop.

You ain't gettin' outta here

until we see what you stole, buddy.

Come on, dad, show us what you stole.

Come on.

Have all units hold their position.

Tom.

[police siren wailing]

Cops! Beat it.

[indistinct shouting]

- 'FBI.' - Who?

Well, you, you got the wrong guy.

I just.. I was just trying to do a guy a favor.

- I-I don't know-- - Where's the Bowden boy?

You gotta believe me.

I just met this guy in a bar ten minutes ago.

I swear it.

Look, he, he gave..

He gave me ten dollars now

and ten dollars when I get back.

I swear it.

I'm not lyin', he's, he's right here at the bar.

You'll see.

[instrumental music]

It's just like he says.

He's an old man, mister.

He wouldn't harm a fly.

And the other man who was here?

Took off like a shot.

When that prowl car came screaming by.

- You ever see him before? - No, sir.

Me neither. You gotta believe me.

Describe him for us.

Oh, a guy about about 40.

Hm, yeah, about that.

- Dark hair. - Five-nine, five-ten.

Maybe 150. Ordinary lookin' guy.

And what was he wearing?

Straw hat, a green jacket.

- You notice if he had a car? - Yes. Grey car.

Parked it out front.

I saw him take off in it.

You think you'd recognize him if you saw him again?

You bet I would.

[sighs]

Timmy.

Timmy, honey. B-before you go to sleep

before you go back to sleep, now, you have to remember

what does you mommy give you for a fever?

Hm, b-besides aspirin.

- I don't know. I don't know. - Think, baby, think.

Think hard, now. I-I want to make you well.

I wanna go home. You said I could.

- You're a liar. - Oh.

- Did you get it? - They called the police.

There were cops all over the place.

- I was lucky to get away. - You didn't get it?

- Uh-uh. - I was so sure that--

Well, you sure were, weren't you?

You knew she was a rich doctor.

You'd seen her at the hospital. You knew she had this kid.

She'd be a soft touch. Boy, you sure can pick 'em.

Well, I-I just.. All I knew was that

she had a, a little boy.

And that, she was never at home and that

she had some money..

It-It always turns out for us this way, doesn't it, Frank.

I mean, everything we ever did.

Well, you're not saying this is my fault?

Yeah. Everything we ever did, we just never, never did it right.

This never amounted to a thing.

I-I don't why I thought this should be any different.

Look, that's their fault.

- That's not my fault. - Oh, yeah. I know. I know.

I know, it's always somebody else's fault.

- Oh, inspector, come on in. - Mr. Bowden. Doctor.

Well, what can we do now?

Well, there might still be a way to

get the kidnapper to come to us.

Well, how're you going to do that?

Well, see, if we can convince him that

the police car was sent out for another reason.

He might come back for the money.

Now, with your consent, here's what we'd like to do.

[sighs]

[instrumental music on TV]

Hey, you wanna look over this note?

[music continues]

Hey, what're you doin'? I gotta mail a letter.

Poor little fella is burning up.

So, he's burnin' up. So what?

I have to take him to the doctor.

I'd promised him.

Are you out of your mind?

You know what you're saying?

Yes, I know what I'm sayin'.

Look at him, can't you see how sick he is.

The doctor's where you can't take him.

They're lookin' for him out there.

Frank, you mail the note.

- I'll take care of this. - No, you won't.

You're not gonna do anything to him.

He didn't hurt you.

He's just a baby.

He's old enough to know who we are.

Now, get out of the way.

[male TV reporter on TV] 'On the local scene today, the police spoiled a robbery'

'at Maine in Ashland.'

Frank! Frank, what happened?

Wait, listen.

Wait a minute, they're sayin' somethin'. Listen.

Police officers summoned to a store on Maine in Ashland

this afternoon, arrested two men for armed robbery.

'The two local men under arrest are Charles Rogers, aged 29'

'Mark Landon, 26.'

'Their intended victim, Alan Arthur'

'was treated at receiving hospital and released.'

They weren't after you.

But they were.. I-I would've sworn.

Yeah, but didn't you hear? There was a robbery.

That means the money must still be there. Right?

Go back, get it.

[tires screeching]

This is WF-3, subject has just left the drop site.

He's driving a grey

four door sedan with DC license, 4-2-1-3-5-6.

- Hey, how you doin'? - Fine. Fine. Yourself.

- The same? - Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Pour one for yourself.

Uh, listen, you know that guy, Al?

Oh, yeah, he was lookin' for you.

Got somethin' that belongs to you.

Said, if he missed you today

he'd bring it by tomorrow around noon.

Well, uh, you-you don't know where he lives?

Oh, the park, some door way, wherever.

Look, this is important to me. Really important.

There is somethin' in it for you too.

I'd like to help you, I really would but come back tomorrow.

He'd be here.

That's him alright.

Ted, give the fax to the U.S. attorney.

See if you can authorize a warrant.

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

Subject now headed north

on Beaconsfield from Ashland.

Right. Units, 11 and eight

prepare to follow according to plan.

- 'WF-7.' - Seven, go ahead.

[female #1 over radio] 'Inspector, in line with your request'

'DMV advises car registered to Frank Raphael'

'and Elizabeth Dolcy Colling.'

'6-12, Right Street, Northeast Washington.'

'And, inspector, the U.S. attorney has authorized'

'arrest of Colling and his wife if involved.'

Ten-four.

[tires screeching]

- FBI, Colling, where's the boy? - Inside.

Come on.

Nothing.

- Alright, where is he? - I told you, he's in--

There's no one inside.

Now, where is he?

I don't know.

I don't.

No.

[instrumental music]

Where did she take the boy?

A doctor, probably. The boy was sick.

- Which doctor? - I don't know.

She didn't have a car, how would she get there?

I don't know.

Have the cab companies contacted.

If she wanted to borrow a car, where would she go?

[Frank] 'Ah..'

'Gene Sarnow, the Withers.'

- 'Maybe some others.' - 'How sick was the boy?'

One hundred four point six.

We have to be very, very careful.

But you just sleep now

and I promise you I'll, I'll wake you up

as soon as I get some medicine.

'You're a very brave, young man. You know that, Timmy?'

Now, hold on, Lew.

Field office checked all the cab companies in the area

nobody reported picking up a fare at this address.

Right, these are all the people they know that have cars.

This is Erskine. Ah, would you have agents contact all doctors

hospitals and pharmacies in the city and suburbs, please?

[tires screeching]

[Elizabeth breathing heavily]

Oh, dear, God!

[sighing]

[door buzzer buzzing]

[male #2] 'Sorry, it's after office hours.'

It's an emergency!

Thank you, doctor.

Ah, Elizabeth Colling, remember?

From Sisters of Mercy.

Of course. I didn't recognize you.

What's the trouble?

Well, it's my husband, doctor.

He's, he's come down with a flu

and it's very, very bad.

It's affected his breathing, you know.

Why don't you bring him right in?

Oh, well, I-I didn't want to bother you.

Ah, you see, last year, he had the same thing and, um

Dr. Jackson, just gave him some streptomycin

and it worked just fine, fine.

Uh, so, I thought that maybe you could just give me some

or a prescription. That's all.

I don't want to frighten you

but it's a different strain of influenza from last year.

Stronger, more drug resistant.

I know your husband's no child but..

For example we've lost two children

in the hospital already.

I'd feel more comfortable if-if, if I had a look.

[phone ringing]

Excuse me a moment, please.

Yes?

Yes, hold on just a moment.

I'll have to take this inside. Excuse me.

Give me the police department, please.

[door buzzer buzzing]

- Mrs. Sarto? - Yes.

I'm with the FBI.

We're tryin' to locate a friend of yours, Elizabeth Colling.

Did she borrow your car by any chance?

She didn't wreck it?

- I'll brain her. - No, no, nothing like that.

- But, she did take it? - Yes.

It must have something to do with her nephew, huh?

- He's been awful sick. - Yes, ma'am.

Now, what kind of car?

- Uh, '62, tan, station wagon. - Uh-huh.

License number, 4-3-7-8-2-4.



[sighing]

- I'm going out. - Where?

I don't know. Walk some place. Any place.

- I just got to get out of here. - No, no, no, don't.

Don't leave me.

I-I need you here.

I need you now.

I need you with me, please.

I'd given anything to hear you say that a while ago

and I wish there was something I could do, anything.

[sighing]

Hold, hold me, Jim.

[crying] H-hold me.

- 'WF-7.' - Seven, go ahead.

[female #1 over radio] 'Inspector, we just got a report from a doctor, Elliot Zachary.'

'Address, 21-33, 18th, just off R-Street, Northwest.'

'Mrs. Colling was there just a few minutes ago'

'seeking medication but left in a hurry'

'when he asked to see her patient.'

- Did he see which way she went? - 'No, sir.'

'But he said, a desk was ransacked.'

'He believes the prescription book was stolen.'

Ten-four.

WF-7 to all units on the special.

Concentrate, search northwest area grids, D, E, F and G

with special attention to all pharmacies.

Ah! Wh-what's, what's taking so long?

- It'll just be-- - Is it ready yet?

- What? - Mrs. Colling.

- Just be another minute. - Oh, hurry, please.

Yes, she's here right now.

She just saw me on the phone.

She's running out now.

Come here. Oh, Timmy.

Timmy. Timmy. Timmy.

I just can't give you up.

Don't you see if, if I do, you..

You're my little boy but if I do..

They'll take you away from me.

And I don't want anybody to take you.

You're mine.

Mommy!

Yes. Yes, darling. I'm right here.

Mommy!

Don't go away. Stay.

No.

No. Mommy won't leave you, baby.

Bad dream.

Bad people.

I'm scared.

Shh..

Shh..

Everything will be alright.

Mommy won't let anything happen to her little boy.

[engine sputtering]

[tires screeching]

WF-10 to WF-7.

Seven, go ahead.

We've just identified subject driving north on 20th Street

between S and T, Northwest.

Maintain surveillance.

Seven to all units. Converge on the area mentioned.

Make no effort to apprehend.

[tires screeching]

It's alright. We're here, darling.

It's alright, baby. It's alright.

We're here.

Who's on duty here?

I've got a very sick child.

Doctor.

Doctor, I want you to give my child

your personal attention.

Nurse, get a gurney and prepare one of the room.

I'll take him.

You'll be alright.

- Huh! - Mrs. Colling.

We're with the FBI.

I would have brought him sooner.

Only..

He's the only child I have.

[female #2 over P.A.] 'Calling, Dr. Westwood.'

Ha-ha, toro!

h*-h*, toro!

Hey, hey!

Well, well, well.

Is this the young man all the fuss was about?

- How you feeling today, Timmy? - Okay.

[James] These are the FBI men who heard about you also, Timmy.

He's going to stay here for a day or two

and then recuperate at home.

[Lewis] 'Well, that's good news.'

That's why we just want to stay with Timmy.

And I want to say thanks.

- Thank you. - Thank you very much.

- Bye, son. - Thank you.

Frank Raphael Colling was convicted in Federal Court

of kidnapping and extortion and sentenced to a penitentiary.

Elizabeth Dolcy Colling following psychiatric

examination ordered by the court

was found incompetent to stand trial

and was committed to a Federal mental institution.

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