09x18 - Diamond Run

[bunniefuu]

[instrumental music]

[engine rumbling]

False alarm, Mr. Davis.

Right model, right color, wrong people. Sorry, inspector.

Well, so am I, captain.

I didn't believe you, you know, on the phone

about blowing the deal.

You sounded tough, but..

...I think you're a phony.

There's a guy laying on a slab

in the Amsterdam morgue now.

And that cop, who know different.

Now, why are you pushing me?

Just keep it up and you'll join them.

Excuse me, sir. I'm looking for a friend of mine.

I think he is staying here.

Oh, what's his name?

You know, it's embarrassing, but I, I have forgotten that.

He's a man in his 30s, dark hair, thin.

And he was probably carrying a black attache case.

'And I would very much like to surprise him.'

House policy, no name, no room number.

[grunting]

What's his number?

One.. 1-0-4.

[airplane droning]

[sputtering]

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[engine sputtering]

[theme music]

[male narrator] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin Production.

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Starring Efrem Zimbalist, Jr.

Also starring, Philip Abbott..

...and Shelly Novack.

With guest stars Lawrence Luckinbill..

...Eric Braeden.

Special guest star, Elizabeth Ashley.

Tonight's episode

"Diamond Run."

[plane droning]

[indistinct announcement]

You stuck it to me, Cauldwell.

Look, I figured that deal was unlocked.

You know, I'm givin' it to you straight.

Well, what unlocked it?

I left New York less than five hours ago.

- My buyers backed off. - Keep moving.

Look, I know ten guys who wanna jump at a chance

to get those stones.

You gotta give me a day or two to put it together.

A day or two? I don't even have an hour.

I told you, there's a guy sitting on my tail.

He's been tracking me since I pulled the job off.

[sighing]

What about you?

[laughing]

Me? You're dreaming.

Where would I come up with a million?

[clanking]

You set me up.

I put in a solid year planning this job.

Sleeve job, you told me. Candy from a baby.

Well, I risked my neck. I k*lled a man.

Because of your promises.

Look, buddy. Sometimes things go off the track a little bit.

[sighing]

[grunting]

Now, you're gonna get me back on the track, Cauldwell.

Now, who do I unload these stones on?

Now, right now!

Alright, take it easy.

I know a guy out of town. He can handle it.

- Who? - Arnie Cane.

Works out of a bar in San Diego.

Six Twenty Club.

He's a, he's a go-between for Mexican money.

You call him. You call him!

Alright.

[sighing]

Yeah.

Alright, I'll tell him.

Alright, Cane expects your call when you get to San Diego.

- Hi, can I help you? - Yes.

The next flight to San Diego, please. One way.

- Flight 34 leaves in 20 minute. - That's great.

You go right ahead.

[woman on PA] 'Attention, please.'

'Last call for passengers of flight 17.'

'Flight 17 for Kansas City'

'now boarding at gate 10.'

[woman screaming]

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Hey! Halt! You can't go..

[grunting]

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[fence clanking]

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[engine rumbling]

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Stop! Hold it! Open up!

Open up!

- What's the matter with you? - Get out!

Come on, make it fast!

Get down on your face, right there.

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[grunting]

[engine rumbling]

[engine rumbling]

[g*nsh*t]

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[airplane droning]

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[engine sputtering]

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[groans]

[coughing]

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[intense music]

[male narrator] On the afternoon of December 19th

James Alan Danzer, a 37-year-old American

employed by a Belgian diamond firm

stole a single-engine plane

from the Phoenix Arizona airport

and flew it into Southern California.

With the engine damaged by g*nf*re

Danzer was forced to crash-land.

The FBI was alerted

and Los Angeles special agent-in-charge

Winston Rogers

launched an immediate investigation.

One week before stealing the plane

Danzer was the subject of an urgent Interpol bulletin

reporting the theft of over a million and a half dollars

worth of uncut diamonds.

Instead of delivering them to a dealer

in Amsterdam, Holland

Danzer shot and k*lled the security guard

accompanying him.

Inspector Lewis Erskine

and Special Agent Chris Daniels

were assigned to coordinate their investigation

with Winston Rogers.

Here's the diamond we found on the plane.

Well, the pilot and the ticket clerk in Phoenix

both identified Danzer from the Interpol photograph.

We know Danzer boarded a flight out of Amsterdam last Friday

and cleared New York Customs Saturday morning.

Where did the Dutch police find the security guard's body?

In Danzer's hotel room in Amsterdam, Saturday morning.

So he have plenty of time

to cover his tracks once he hit New York.

Well, not completely.

A tall, dark complected man was seen chasing Danzer

out of the terminal on to the airfield.

Now, he's the one who fired at the plane.

Could be Danzer was pulling a double-cross.

Trying to edge out a partner.

He had an attache case in the terminal.

The g*nman must have known what was in it.

[exhales deeply] Yeah, that's what puzzles me.

Why didn't he get rid of the stones in New York?

Being in the diamond business, he must have dozens of contacts.

Maybe one of them is in Phoenix.

Anyway, you better alert your informants.

He maybe trying to fence those stones

right now in Los Angeles.

[engine rumbling]

[indistinct chatter]

Can I help you with anything, sir?

Oh, yes, uh, black coffee, please.

[music continues]

[coins clinking]

[coin clinks]

Six Twenty Lounge?

I wanna speak to Arnie Cane.

Cheese burger and coffee for me.

Sure.

[music continues]

[coin clinking]

Hey, what about the coffee?

Oh, yeah, sorry.

[engine revving]

I'm sure they have a phone. I'll make it quick.

Don't worry, Marion. We have plenty of time.

[music continues]

Hey, mister.

Hey, mister, come here!

[g*nsh*t]

Marion!

Marion!

[dramatic music]

Marion, what happened?

[engine revving]

Claire!

Oh, my God. Where is Marion?

Hey, you're blind.

Please let me out of here. Please let me out..

Hey! Hey! Come back here!

- No! Oh, no! - Are you crazy?

Shut up!

Have you got any vision?

'Answer me!'

I've been totally blind since I was six years old.

Look, I don't know who you are or what you've done.

I couldn't even tell anybody what you look like.

- Knock it off. - No..

Look, I have a husband. I have two little children.

They're gonna be frantic if I don't--

I don't wanna know anything about you.

Not even your name. You understand?

Listen, if you want, if you want money

you-you can have..

You can have my money and the.. The car.

T-take the car and just

just, please, just let me out

and I swear I won't call the police.

- I swear. - I know you won't.

'Cause you're staying with me.

I'm gonna need you, in case we get stopped by the police.

I'm sorry you're blind.

I'm sorry you got caught in this.

But if I have to, I'll k*ll ya.

Well, stay with him. Right now, he's our only link to Danzer.

And let me know the minute you have anything.

Nothing on the other man at the airport.

Well, according to the identification division

Danzer doesn't have a record.

I bet you, he was approached, spoon-fed

and told where to deliver the stones in the States.

Well, if that's true, why didn't he hand them over

to the Phoenix cowboy at the airport?

Why the one-way ticket to San Diego?

You got me on both counts.

Unless the deal blew.

[door opens]

Call just came in from the Corona del Mar police.

A man fitting Danzer's description

shot a highway patrolman, stole a car

and took the woman passenger hostage.

He was heading towards San Diego.

They put on an APB and set up roadblocks.

Oh, yeah, the woman's blind.

We need a chopper.

It'll be warmed up by the time you reach the pad.

[dramatic music]

Ah!

- Wanna live? - Yeah.

Where's Danzer?

I don't know.

[g*n c*ck]

San Diego.

I sent him to a man named Arnie Cane.

Six Twenty Lounge.

The diamonds?

He's got 'em.

One word of this to anyone, Cauldwell..

...I'll be back for you.

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[glass shattering]

Whoa!

[screaming]

I already k*lled one man today, and maybe that cop!

[panting]

Nothing's workin' out.

Nothing is working out!

Well, I'm gonna make it work out.

I'm gonna make it all come together.

Now, if you give me one more problem..

...if you get in my way..

...so help me

I'm gonna put you away.

[dramatic music]

Now, you come on.

[groaning]

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We got a long walk.

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[engine revving]

False alarm, Mr. Davis.

Right model, right color, wrong people. Sorry, inspector.

Well so am I, captain.

He's probably switched cars by now.

Yeah, that model's a classic. It would be easy to spot.

Well, now, the photos on Danzer have been circulating

for less than an hour.

They might give us a lead.

We've got a positive on the APB, captain.

A night-watchman in a salvage yard

on Nathan and Crescent

just reported the T-Bird abandoned.

Let's go.

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[knocking on door]

- Who is it? - I got your order.

Oh, say, they were fresh out of roast beef.

I got you a ham and cheese. That's $7.50 with the leg.

- Right. Keep it. - Oh, no.

Keep it!

Cane.

Arnie Cane! I wanna talk to him!

Who? I can't hear you.

Yeah, yeah, Cane? Yeah. Cane!

Hey, Cane, telephone!

Cane.

Yeah.

Oh, right. Yeah, I talked to Cauldwell.

Uh, how do I know the stuff's

as good as he says?

Cauldwell saw the merchandise!

It's exactly as it's advertised. It's perfect quality!

Half a million.

That's 50 percent under the market.

Well, I'll need a little time to set it up.

- A couple of days. - Oh, no. Now!

I want cash and I want a way out of the country

by tomorrow night or it's no deal.

Cauldwell blew it. I'm not takin' any more chances.

You just sweat a little bit for your lousy ten percent.

Alright. Alright.

Don't blow your cool.

[chuckles]

Hey, I think I can swing it. You got a deal.

Now, I'll get back to you in a couple of hours.

Uh, where are ya?

Don't worry about it, I'll call you.

Uh, Cane, you tell your Mexican friends..

No games.

One hitch, and you just kissed this deal goodbye.

[groaning]

Coffee...sandwiches..

Right there in front of you.

- I know, but I'm not hungry. - You might as well eat.

There's no point in starving yourself.

Okay.

[sniffs]

What are you staring at me for?

I can't see you.

Why do you follow my every move?

I'm not so sure you can't see.

How does your husband, uh..

How does your husband live with you?

He loves me.

So do my children. They're not frightened of me.

Is that supposed to mean that I am?

You're forgetting, lady, I've got all the aces here.

Then why are you running so scared?

I can hear it, in every word, every move you make.

I don't know what you've done, but whatever it is

you're in way over your head.

Lady..

You better get off my back.

You put those on!

And you keep 'em on.

I didn't believe you, you know, on the phone

about blowing the deal.

You sounded tough, but..

...I think you're a phony.

You think so, huh?

Well, there's a guy laying on a slab

in the Amsterdam morgue now.

And that cop, who know different.

Now, why are you pushing me?

Juts keep it up and you'll join them.

I don't think you'll k*ll me.

You said yourself, you need me.

[laughs]

[gasps]

[instrumental music]

Here, you feel it.

[laughing]

That's a million and a half.

I'm staring a brand-new life right in the face..

...and you think I wouldn't k*ll you.

I think you're scared.

I think you're scared as I am.

Right.

Even blind, you can read me, huh?

Right, I've been running scared of everybody and everything.

But that's no different than it's been all my life.

See, I'm a nobody.

I'm a piece of background music nobody ever remembers.

But that's a half a million there.

It's all gonna be different now.

With half a million, I can buy anything I want.

I can buy a new life.

And I'm not gonna let you stand in my way, lady.

You understand?

[whimpering]

[inhales deeply]

[exhales]

You didn't hear the car drive in?

No, I was in the shed.

I had some music playing while I was on the phone

with my old lady.

Is that rear gate usually left open at night?

No. I opened that at about 7:30.

A load of junkers was due in at eight.

I spotted the T-Bird when the heaps came in.

You sure it wasn't there before?

Gives him a two-hour jump on us.

Lou. Call radio, Mr. Ward.

Excuse me.

Uh, yes, Arthur.

'Hold on, Lewis, there's something coming'

'on the teletype now.'

[teletype whirring]

"Gustav Becker.

"Age 38, Belgian.

"Former mercenary in the Congo.

No physical description or photograph."

According to the Belgian diamond firm

they hired Becker to track down Danzer

and recover the stones.

Now, that kind of pressure on Danzer

just might work to our advantage.

Force him out into the open.

Yes, and it might not. Thanks, Arthur.

Is Hillie Breslin still in town?

Well, he comes up for air now and then.

Lives loose, hard to find.

Well, get the word out. I want a meeting as soon as possible.

Go with the mass. Go with the mass, hombre.

Atta, boy.

[speaking foreign language]

He's like a bull. Boom.

You ain't buying no ballerina, I'm tellin' you.

He's a bum.

A piece of knocks.

How do I know he can act?

You want him to dive in the fifth?

He'll drop like a rock. Wham!

Until then, I'm going to give your boy a serious problem.

I'm telling you.

Yeah, you, uh, make sure he understands

that it's him that goes in the bin.

Alright.

Come on, you guys.

I said come on!

I want Danzer.

Never heard of him.

Now, Cauldwell tells me you're a liar.

Where is he?

I made a deal for him to cross the border.

With the diamonds?

'When?'

Tomorrow night.

I don't know where he is now. He..

He said he'd contact me tonight.

Here's $500

and my phone number.

Now, you call me as soon as you hear from him.

Five hundred dollars? I-I'm blowing ten grand by handing--

Considering the alternatives, Cane

you just inherited a fortune.

Now, you call me, fat man.

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You're looking for straight facts, my man.

I can't do you no good.

But the "he say-she say" on the street

well, that's something else.

Alright, hit us with that.

Well, word is that Danzer's got a sweet deal in Mexico.

One of the local cats set it up.

- You know his name? - Arnie Cane.

Hangs out at the 620 Lounge.

Who is the contact on the Mexican side?

Could be one of a half a dozen dudes.

They all got heavy bread.

Especially for that high-class sparkle.

The last I heard, Sikunder was serving



You know who took over his fencing operation?

Boy out of Detroit. Gene Allen.

Got a groovy setup in Ensenada.

If I was laying odds

I'd say him.

The world sure looks clean from up here, don't it?

I'll contact the Mexican authorities.

In the meantime, put Cane under surveillance

and alert the border patrol.

Now, Cane. I want into Mexico now.

If not, I've gotta get me another boy.

This town's alive with cops looking for me.

Well, you're right about the heat.

I'll put you at some safe place till it's time to cross.

Hey, knock it off, will you, fellas?

Now, uh, where are you staying?

Marina Motel.

I'll send a car in ten minutes.

No, you stay there.

I'll call you in an hour and tell you where to meet me.

Come on.

Come on!

Come on.

Hey, cab!

Cab!

Taxi!

Hey, hey!

Come on.

[tires screeching]

[Danzer] 'Come on, you're alright. Come on, get up, you're not hurt.'

I'm sorry, lady.

Are you alright, huh? Are you okay?

Oh, my God. Mister, please help me.

Please call the police.

You're alright, nothing happened.

Hey!

Mister, listen to me. Oh!

Come on. Come on! Get in! Get in!

Right now. Get in the car!

Get in!

Get over there!

[dramatic music]

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[Chris] 'The Ensenada police sent along his records with a mugshot.'

[sighs]

"Gene Allen, 37, US citizen.

"Ensenada resident since June, 1971.

"Four arrests for narcotics dealings, numbers operations

and receiving stolen merchandise."

He's got more pies than fingers.

Backing he's got, he shouldn't have any trouble

getting rid of those diamonds.

[sighs] Now, get me the Ensenada police. Captain Ortega, please?

If he did take Danzer's action

he's probably burning up the wires by now.

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[tires screeching]

Good morning, sir.

Huh? Oh, sorry, mister, full up.

Excuse me, sir, I'm looking for a friend of mine.

I think he is staying here.

Oh, what's his name?

You know, it's embarrassing

but I, I have forgotten that.

He's a man in his 30s.

Dark hair, thin, and he was probably

carrying a black attache case.

'I would very much like to surprise him.'

House policy, no name, no room number.

Well, do you think you could make an exception?

And I don't take tips.

- What's his number? - One.. 104.

- Now, you show it to me. - One.. 104. Look..

It's down here.

[dramatic music]

Right..

Right here.

Now..

...where is he?

Mister, I don't know.

I didn't see him or the woman leave, I swear.

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[tires squealing]

Did the hotel operator keep

a record of Allen's calls to Santiago?

Yes, yes, he did. Uh, I have them.

No. Hold on just a moment.

Yes, here they are.

Now, according to this, he made three calls to the same number.

That's 223-0399.

And all in the last 12 hours.

Chris.

Inspector Erskine, as you know

we've been keeping a close watch

on this Gene Allen since he came to Ensenada six months ago.

And apparently, your informant was right.

Something.. Something's in the wind.

Now, this afternoon, for instance

Allen had a couple of visitors I think you know.

Corman and Hammond. They're top money men.

He may have made a deal with them by now.

Yes, could be.

In any event, we're staying close to him.

And I've also posted some additional men

along our side of the border.

If Danzer tries a crossing, we'll nail him. For sure.

Well, thanks for your help, captain.

All of Allen's calls were to the 620 Lounge.

Cane's headquarters.

Lou, Chris, we've got a lead on Danzer and Mrs. Wolfe.

The police just had a call from the manager

of a motel on 5th Street.

We have a car waiting.

[instrumental music]

- What if you k*lled that man? - What if I did?

Well, he didn't do anything to you.

Where do you draw the line?

On my side, lady. All on my side. Now, you get out.

Oh, please leave me here.

- You get out. - Please. Leave me here.

You know something? I'd like to. I really would.

But I can't.

So you do just exactly what I tell you

and you won't get hurt.

Now, we're gonna be in a crowd.

I don't wanna have to hurt anybody else.

And I don't wanna have to hurt you.

Now, you understand?

Now, you get out.

Yeah, you bet. Yes, sir, I told him straight out.

I said, no name, no room number.

I didn't care how big he was.

You're certain he was foreign, huh?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

It was like, uh.. Like he was French.

Only, only different.

This is the man you rented the room to.

Oh yeah, yeah, that's him.

You know, he had a girl with him.

A good-looking brunette. Yeah.

You know, an FBI guy dropped one of these by earlier.

'It wasn't 10-15 minutes later'

'that they checked into that room.'

I sure wish I would have paid attention to this earlier. Hmph.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Lou, the housekeeper says she didn't see them leave

and none of the guests did either.

Well, Becker, beat us to it. Somebody tipped him.

How about Arnie Cane?

[man on radio] 'SD-4 to SD-1.'

SD-1. Go ahead, Taylor.

'I'm at county hospital, emergency room.'

'They brought a man in who reports he was attacked'

'and his car stolen.'

'The description sounds like Danzer.'

'There was also a woman there. Seemed scared to death.'

We're on our way.

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Hey, passing a little, uh

tourist village over here on the right.

Some of the people waving at us.

Save the tour.

Just thought you'd like to know what was happening.

I know what's happening.

Right now, the police are looking for that man's car.

And when they find it, they're gonna

trace you to the sightseeing boat.

They'll be waiting for you when you get off.

You've trapped yourself.

Afraid not, honey.

Just vamping a little.

Buying a little time till lift-off.

In a few minutes, we're gonna put in

for another load of tourists

and we'll be miles away from where we left that car.

By the time the cops do their legwork, we'll be long gone.

Relax.

Tonight, we'll be in Mexico. Ever been there?

You said you'd let me go. Look..

What good can I possibly be to you, now?

I'll only slow you down.

Wrong, lady.

I hope you'll move like a jet when I tell you to.

Yeah, that's the creep.

Had a dame with him, a brunette.

Wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for her.

I just sent in the last payment on that car.

Where was he heading?

Are you kidding?

I hit the ground like a free-falling safe.

Bam. Out cold.

Was he carrying anything, an attache case?

Yeah, a black one. Like you see lawyers have.

Ooh. Take it easy, this ain't no autopsy.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

Well, that was a dead end. We haven't got much time.

Danzer's got to be half out of his mind

with Becker closing in on him.

Yeah. Not to mention, Mrs. Wolfe.

Look, Cane, you told me to call back in 20 minutes.

Well, I'm doing it. I want to go across the border now!

Now, where do we meet?

A van will be waiting for you

at the San Diego Boat-works.

"Hotel La Paz" will be painted on the doors.

You mean we're gonna drive across?

That's crazy. They'll check every car!

You'll be sandwiched in with other guests being driven

from the airport to the hotel.

The border guys all know the driver.

They'll motion you right through.

You'll be there in 20 minutes.

[dramatic music]

It's parked in the back.

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SD-1 to units five and six on the special.

- Five here, Lou. - 'Unit six, inspector.'

Any activity?

All clear so far, inspector.

Uh, Cane's been inside since 5:00.

No sign of Danzer.

We'll be right there. Make sure Cane doesn't leave.

[instrumental music]

[jazz music]

- What will it be? - Arnie Cane.

Not here. What are you guys drinking?

He's back there playing pool.

We can find our own way. Thank you.

FBI, Cane.

Hey, I'm clean. You can't bust me for nothing.

Where's James Danzer?

I meet a lot of guys. I can't place him.

We think you already have, with Gene Allen in Ensenada.

The Mexican police reported that he contacted you

three times in a 12-hour period.

He kidnapped a woman. You know what that means?

Hey, I'm just a go-between.

A little fencing. A little fixing.

Nothing serious.

I ain't gonna take no fall for kidnapping.

Well, if you're not, you better tell us where Danzer is.

He's heading for the San Diego Boat-works.

What's there?

I told-told him there will be

a van to take him across the border.

It's a setup. There's a guy waiting there to hit him.

How long ago did he leave?

He should be there in a couple of minutes.

Get a statement from him and alert all units.

[instrumental music]

SD-5 to all units on the special.

Proceed immediately to the San Diego Boat-works.

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

Anyone closer than unit three?

- 'Negative, inspector.' - Looks like we're it.

Leave it.

Take it out very carefully and put it on the backseat.

Listen, let's make a deal.

We could make a deal.

He's gonna k*ll us. I can tell.

No, he's not. He's too smart.

Becker, listen. I'll split with ya.

- Fifty-fifty. - Take the briefcase.

Put that on the seat also.

You want the stones for yourself.

You're pulling a double-cross.

Do it!

Now, escort the lady into the car.

No! No!

'No!'

[grunts]

[dramatic music]

[g*nsh*t]

Just relax. Relax. Relax, Mrs. Wolfe. We're with the FBI.

Just take it easy.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[g*nsh*t]

Please.

Don't..

FBI, Becker!

[g*nshots]

[instrumental music]

[grunts]

Mrs. Wolfe is gonna be just fine.

That's one special lady.

Just a hunk of carbon.

Are these things worth the trouble?

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

Oh, lady. Lady!

What's your name? What's your name?

Claire Wolfe.

I just wanted you to know..

...I'm sorry.

I wouldn't have k*lled you.

Really. I wouldn't have.

Mrs. Wolfe?

I just finished talking with your husband.

He'll meet us at, uh, our office.

What did he say?

He says he loves you and he can't wait to see you.

[instrumental music]

[male narrator] James Danzer was convicted

in state court of kidnapping Claire Wolfe

and the sh**ting of the highway patrolman.

He was found guilty in federal court

of interstate transportation of stolen property

and a stolen aircraft.

Gustav Becker was convicted in federal court

of as*ault on a federal officer and in state court

of aggravated as*ault and attempted m*rder.

Arnold Cane and Earnest Cauldwell

were found guilty of conspiring

to violate the interstate transportation

of stolen property statute.

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