02x06 - The Plague Merchant

[bunniefuu]

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Goodnight.

Oh!

I'm sorry, Edward, I thought you'd left.

No, I, uh, I wanted to finish the Q7 report.

I've...isolated most of the elements.

Well, can't that wait?

Oh, he's working too hard.

We ought to find some way, Mrs. Lennan

to, uh, slow the man down.

That's this man's problem, doctor.

No one can get him to do anything he doesn't want to do.

Yes, well, uh, see you in the morning, Edward.

Say hello to Jeannie for me.

Thank you.

How's she feeling, by the way?

- Oh, much better. - Good.

Goodnight.

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- Any mail for me? - No, sir.

- Uh, doctor. - Hmm?

Another present for Mr. Lennan's little girl.

Bath salt this time.

John, uh..

...how late does Mr. Lennan usually work at night?

Well, he likes to have lunch with his daughter

and if he's late getting back from the hospital

he usually stays around here till about, oh, midnight.

Well, I may be back for a while this evening myself.

I'd like to talk to him.

I don't seem to get a chance during the day.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Okay.

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[Edward] 'Marie, I can't work miracles.'

What do you want me to do? Print the money?

I've borrowed, I've begged!

You told me about some man you met last week..

I can't go to him.

Couldn't he lend you half the money?

We could send her over to the clinic.

If we don't, Ed

she'll lose the leg.

Okay.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Believe it or not, I understand.

I love you.

Everything will work out.

Goodnight, dear.

I'll be at the hospital.

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Oh, Marie, wait. Here's..

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[telephone ringing]

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Mr. Lennan, I thought you were working tonight.

Oh, no, that's alright, sir. I've already cleared that.

'Goodnight.'

Goodnight.

[theme music]

[Marvin Miller] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin, Warner Brothers production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist, Junior.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars

Arthur Hill..

...Eduard Franz..

...Peggy McCay..

...Michael Strong.

Tonight's episode "The Plague Merchant."

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There was no turning back for chemist Edward Lennan.

Well aware that his theft might mean prison

and the end of his career

it seemed a fair exchange for the chance that

his child might walk again.

But Lennan did not know

that instead of stealing the formula

for a new hand lotion

the fragile glass he was carrying

contained the threat of a terrible death

for millions of Americans.

[tires screeching]

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Within a matter of minutes after Lennan left the building

a routine security check revealed the theft

from Dr. Keeler's office.

He was notified immediately.

And Dr. Keller lost no time in reaching the FBI.

Inspector Lewis Erskine was informed that

if the flasks were opened and the organisms released

all forms of life in the vicinity

every living thing

would be destroyed in a few hours.

It was vital that the thief be found at once.

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Edward, good to see you again.

I can't tell you how glad I was you called.

I can't tell you how sick it made me.

Sometimes, it's a difficult world to live in.

Do you have the product?

In the car.

I won't take a check, I meant to mention that.

Of course. Cash.

That was understood.

Do you do much of this kind of work, Jago?

I mean, stealing other company's secrets?

Stealing?

Does buying sound better to you?

[birds chirping]

Lennan, you aren't the first man

who's ever sold an industrial secret.

You won't be the last.

Now, what harm's been done?

Flasher will still be first in the market

with their hand lotion.

'It's just that my company wont be caught by surprise.'

An advanced look at a new formula for me

and money to pay some medical bills for you.

Fair exchange?

Any, uh, any special instructions?

I don't know what the chemical components are.

Keeler kept it refrigerated.

'I wouldn't let it go much longer without chilling it.'

I'll find some dry ice.

Well, it's been a pleasure seeing you again, Lennan.

Hope we can do some business together again some time.

No, never again.

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In that case, doctor, half a dozen people

might have had access to that lock.

Hmm, might've, yes.

All of my assistants.

[chuckles]

I was going to have it changed tomorrow.

How many people knew what the bottles really contained?

Oh, no one.

Uh, except the head of the company.

- Bertrand Flasher. - 'Yes.'

- And your assistants? - No.

They were told I was working on a base for a new hand lotion.

It's the usual procedure.

I originate 99% of the research here

then, assign it one of the men to be developed later on.

Most of your work, then, is concerned with

commercial products?

Lotions, soaps?

Yes, although we develop drugs, too.

Vaccines.

That's why I was working on Staph-11.

'My special interest is neoplazium.'

[chuckles]

Tumors.

Cancer research?

[sighs]

Let me see if I can explain.

Tumors are sometimes formed of cells

that host a microorganism.

Staphylococcus aureus.

It's present in your skin, mine, everyone's.

I was looking for a way to make them, uh..

- Destroy malignancies. - I see.

But under irradiation..

...a curious thing happened.

The, uh, bacteria became contagious.

They, uh, built a sheath around themselves.

I couldn't tame them.

'They're immune to biotics.'

- Can they be destroyed? - No.

Bake them in a thousand degree oven, that will k*ll them.

But once it gets into your bloodstream

you can't k*ll them without k*lling the body, too.

Dr. Keeler

would Staph-11 be suitable for bacterial warfare?

That isn't why I was working on Staph-11.

But it could be used for that purpose.

[sighs]

Yes.

- Mr. Rhodes? - Yeah.

This soap comes packed in a box.

Mr. Lennan was carrying one when I checked him out tonight.

Here. Bring it with you.

[knock on door]

Yes?

Lou, may I see you for a moment?

Uh, excuse me.

Uh, security guard John Morris, Inspector Erskine.

How do you do?

Lou, Mr. Morris was going through

one of the assistant's labs with us.

He found these in room number two.

Edward Lennan's lab.

They were sent over by the shipping department.

A birthday present for Mr. Lennan's daughter.

I didn't re-examine the package when Mr. Lennan left with it.

What did the package look like?

Oh, Mr. Morris said it was one of the regular soap cartons.

A grey box with a red band, wrapped in birthday paper.

- Find Lennan. - Yes, sir.

Doctor, you have an assistant named Edward Lennan?

- Yes. - What sort of a man is he?

Sort of a man, oh, he's is 42.

Quiet, conscientious.

And a very good background in chemistry.

Why?

Are you absolutely certain he didn't know

what you were working on?

Oh, absolutely.

Could Flasher have given him a hint?

No, no, no, not Lennan.

They'd never met.

Are you trying to tell me that you think Edward..

No, no, that's out of the question.

- Why, doctor? - Because I know him.

And I know he's not a thief.

Sometimes circumstances can make a man a thief.

No.

Did he need money?

A lot of money?

Well, yes.

For what reason?

His daughter.

Hospital, surgery.

I know he was under pressure but--

What happened to his daughter?

She fell off a motor boat.

And when the boat circled to look for her

she came up under the propeller.

The shock almost k*lled Edward.

He saw it happen?

He was piloting the boat.

[chiming]

Ooh..

Do you like that, honey?

It looks as if daddy's present is the biggest hit of all.

I'm glad you could come by.

- Oh, you look so tired. - Yeah. Long day.

- Well, I better go now. - Where, back to work?

No, no, just, uh..

Oh, incidentally, I got the money.

- Ed. - 'Five thousand dollars.'

It's in an envelope in our bedroom. Top bureau drawer.

- The man who-- - Yeah.

Well, shouldn't we celebrate?

Well, um, there's something I have to do, Marie.

'We can celebrate later, huh?'

Goodbye.

Goodbye? Well, you sound as if you're setting off for the moon.

Ed?

Edward Lennan?

- Yes. - FBI.

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

No.

The price is half a million.

And it goes up $10,000 a day until the deal is concluded.

Your terms are ridiculous.

Hold on a minute.

He wants $500,000.

But that is impossible!

And an increase of $10,000 a day until the deal is concluded.

The price he originally mentioned was half of that.

Of course. But that was before he had the flasks in his hand.

If you were in his place..

...and I offered, uh, $250,000, no more..

...what would you do?

I'd hang up on you.

I'd call some numbers in other world capitals.

Alright.

Tell him to call our consulate on Thursday in Philadelphia.

But let the fish hang.

I don't want him to think that it was that easy.

You seem almost sympathetic to that Jago.

He's a professional.

But it's a shame that he isn't at a, a more convenient location

where we could k*ll him and take the flasks from him.

You will contact a man named Ibanesti.

He makes frequent trips to the United States.

He will verify the merchandise and make payment.

But I don't know this Ibanesti.

You should.

He works two floors below you at the consulate.

A diplomatic courier.

With immunity.

Charming.

Jago is not the only professional

in this transaction, Jules.

Alright, he's waited enough.

Jago, you will make contact in the usual manner.

That's very sensible of you.

Just tell the colonel I'll, uh..

I'll meet his courier on Thursday, then.

Noon my time, usual place.

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This is Mr. Lusk, 304.

Would you have room service send up about a pound of dry ice?

Yes. And have my bill ready, please.

I, uh, I'll be checking out right away.

Thank you.

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No, I don't believe it.

It was hand lotion. Hand lotion.

But you admit taking the flasks?

I-I admit taking..

- Yes? - 'Dr. Keeler is here, sir.'

Ask him to come in, please.

Harry, what are they talking about?

Did you find them?

It was an emollient.

- No. - Harry..

What did you do with the flasks, Mr. Lennan?

- I sold them. - 'To whom?'

A man named Jago.

How do you spell that, sir?

I don't know. J-A-G-O? I never saw it written.

He worked for King and Prager, drug firm, Minneapolis.

Uh, Jim Rhodes.

Would you verify an employee

at the drug firm of King and Prager, Minneapolis.

The employee's name is Jago. That's J-A-G-O.

We wanna know his present whereabouts.

Yeah. Thank you.

Where did you meet this Jago?

Well, he called me at home. He seemed to know all about me.

He knew I needed money, he knew about the...hand lotion.

I just talked to Flasher, the president of the company.

He says that he might have mentioned Staph-11 at his club.

But he doesn't remember.

Was Jago staying somewhere near the laboratory?

No, I don't think so. We'd meet here in Washington.

I got the impression that he was staying at a Washington hotel.

Well, here's the, uh, phone number that he gave me.

Inspector, we've got to find this man.

You say you made the exchange in his car.

Yes, a blue sedan, '65-'66 model.

'Yeah, hello, is this 628-3097?'

Where are you located?

Thank you.

It's a public pay booth on Jay Street.

I'd like you to talk to one of our artists, Mr. Lennan.

Give him a description of Jago.

Yes, of course.

And start checking out the hotels

particularly those in vicinity of the Jay Street station.

- Yes, sir. - Uh, one thing that might help.

Um, he said he'd try to find some dry ice.

I told him that you kept the flasks refrigerated.

Well, thank heaven for that.

Staph-11 multiplies rapidly above 37 degrees.

Virulence increases.

"Dry ice."

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[knocking on window]

Eh, could you, uh, could you let me in, please?

- I have to buy some ice. - I'm closed. Can't you read?

Well, you're open now, aren't you?

Uh, couldn't you sell me a pound or two?

'I have to keep something cold.'

- Sorry. - Well, uh, five dollars?

- Ten? - I close at 8:00. I'm closed.

- Twenty? - What are you, drunk?

Now, look..

Please..

And how about the nose?

Um, uh, sharper, thinner.

How's it going?

It's getting there.

Keeler's talking to some of our own chemists.

I've been sitting in with them.

The bacteria count is a million to a pinhead.

Over 37 degrees, they quadruple every hour.

If they're released, they could be scattered

on the prevailing winds.

- How far? - All over the United States.

'Can you make the eyebrows heavier?'

- Will he be much longer? - I don't think so.

Well, the US Marshals are waiting for him.

- They are? - Hmm.

We need him. He's the only one who can identify Jago.

I'll go with him.

You can't recommend bail, Lewis

if that's what you've got on your mind.

I can state the facts.

Alright. By the way, we got in touch with King and Prager.

They never had an employee by the name of Jago.

They never even heard of him.

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Yes, that's Jago.

- Alright, send it out. - Yes, sir.

Mr. Lennan.

The, uh, Marshals are here to take you

before the US commissioner for a preliminary hearing.

Now?

He'll make sure you understand what the charges are

and decide whether or not to grant bail.

Well, this is a very unusual case.

- And he has no record? - None whatever, commissioner.

Mr. Lennan, if you're admitted to bail, what would you do?

I have no money for bail, sir.

'I asked what would you do, Mr. Lennan.'

I'd like to...to help. To..

Could he be useful to you, inspector?

Possibly, commissioner. He's been very cooperative.

You'll appear in district court on the 14th of this month

to answer the charges against you, Mr. Lennan.

Until that time, you're released on your own recognizance.

- That's all. - Yes, sir. Thank you.

A Stafford Hotel, a man named Lusk checked out at 7:30.

He asked for some dry ice. He was driving a blue sedan.

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Yeah, this oughta do it.

- You know what she is really? - Mm-mm.

- That's soda pop gas. - Hmm.

- Carbon dioxide compressed. - You don't say.

- Mm-hmm. - Glad to know.

- Got another? - Yeah.

Yeah.

- Careful. - Give me a hand, will you?

Take a hold of this other side of this bag.

Okey-dokey.

Watch it!

[dramatic music]

Stay away from it!

'Hey, mister, what are you doing?'

Get away from that stuff! It'll k*ll you!

[fire roaring]

[expl*si*n]

[theme music]

That's Mr. Lusk.

- Had he stayed here before? - No, sir.

Did Mr. Lusk sign any bar bills, restaurant checks?

- No. - Place any phone calls?

No, sir. He received several.

But, of course, we have no record of where they originated.

The, uh, ice you mentioned, how much did you send up?

Well, not very much.

He asked for dry ice. But we couldn't find any.

So room service crushed some cubes for him.

[knock on door]

Oh, Floyd.

You wanted to see me, Mr. Thomas?

Yes, come in. Inspector Erskine, this is Floyd Crane.

Floyd is in charge of our garage.

- Hi, inspector. - Mr. Crane.

A man named Lusk checked out earlier tonight.

- Do you remember him? - Yes, sir. Blue '66 Ford.

Do you keep license numbers of the cars you service?

Yes, sir. But, uh, this man didn't get any gas or oil.

Oh!. Then you have no written record of his number?

No, sir.

- Alright, Mr. Crane. - I remember it though.

- You remember it? - Yes, sir.

California JJZ-111.

Uh, sometimes we play a little license poker.

This was a pretty good hand.

- Well, thank you, Mr. Crane. - Yes, sir.

Mr. Thomas.

Alright, thank you.

Lou, I asked the phone company

to check on any long distance calls

placed from the Jay street booth.

- Were there any? - Yeah, there was one.

It might not have been our friend

but it went to this number in Rome.

The bureau liaison in Rome is Jeff Reydell.

Tell him I want a run down of this address

as soon as possible.

- Sooner! - Yes, sir.

Uh, operator, give me EX-37100 please.

Oh, and add this to the description of the wanted car.

California JJZ-111.

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[engine revving]

Has Erskine been briefed on this?

Oh, good, and he's on his way here now.

Oh, we had Lennan picked up.

Well, he's waiting in my outer office now.

Ed.

Oh, thanks.

- How do you feel? - Fine.

Well, better.

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- What time is it? - It's, uh, almost 11.

Yeah!

Where is he? Oh, Marie--

Darling, don't. You didn't know. It's not your fault.

Of course, it's my fault. I stole it.

Ed, where were you going

when you started to leave the hospital tonight?

You couldn't have gotten away.

They said apparently you weren't trying to.

You-you didn't wear gloves, you..

Why did you tell me where you'd put the money?

'Why did you say goodbye?'

Ed..

...were you..

...planning to..

I don't know.

Now, what would I do without you?

'I can't even imagine a life without you.'

Darling, look, it's going to change.

'It's got to change. Now, don't ever give up.'

Mr. Lennan, come with me, please.

Uh, both of you.

Oh, Lewis.

- Did they call you? - Yes, I've ordered a plane.

What's happening?

A report from the service station outside of Philadelphia.

A bottle was dropped and broken.

The owner poured gasoline on it and then set it on fire.

If it was Jago, would the fire k*ll the germs?

Depends how chilled they were.

We can't locate Keeler.

- Let me go. - Ed!

I talked to Harry.

After he explained

I knew what to look for, what to expect.

I need some testing equipment.

Tell him to pull all firemen and police away from the area.

- Cordon it off. - Alright.

Ed. what if some of them were still alive?

What if you..

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You wait in my office.

I'll have a car take you home.

Well, there really wasn't much I could do.

I was...hollerin' at him to quit spilling

the gasoline all over the place and..

Well, the next thing I know, the whole place was on fire.

[siren wailing]

Perry, how are ya?

- Inspector. - Perry.

Mr. Lennan, Philadelphia SAC Thornburg.

- Has my equipment arrived? - Yes, sir.

Was there and attendant on duty, somebody I can talk to?

Mr. Bell, he's sitting in the car.

Roy Bell, Mr. Lennan.

- Inspector Erskine. - Hello there!

You saw the flask drop, Mr. Bell?

Yes, I did.

Did you touch the flask, before it broke?

Uh, yeah, I did.

Was it cold?

Uh, yes, it was.

Did the contents splash

when the glass shattered or..

Splash?

Well, now, that's a funny thing.

Uh, no, I don't believe it did.

It looked, it looked more like, uh, jelly.

How far away were you?

About three, four feet.

How do you feel, Mr. Bell?

Well, to tell you the truth, sir I feel kinda nauseous.

- Thank you. - Yes, sir.

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What would the symptoms be?

Nausea. But shock could do that, too.

Mr. Lennan. Shouldn't you wear a mask?

Staph-11 enters through

the pores of the skin, Mr. Thornburg.

If there's some around still alive

masks won't keep them out.

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Lou.

We got Reydell in Rome.

Erskine, go ahead.

The call in question, inspector

was made to apartment five.

- Hotel Viagrande. - Yes?

'The room is registered to a man by the name of Pepin.'

Is that Jules Pepin?

- You know him? - I know him.

He's been mixed up in espionage

and international con games since he was a teenager.

Always a middleman, always on the move.

Well, he seemed to have settled down lately.

He's been in Rome the past three months.

- He's taken a job. - As what?

Secretary in the Code Green Consulate here.

Alright, keep an eye on him.

I want a report on any unusual activity.

Visitors, sudden travel arrangements.

Well, he's already made one interesting visit.

He contacted a Code Green courier

by the name of Ibanesti.

Ibanesti flies regularly

between Rome and the United States.

Once a week.

He's leaving for Washington in a few minutes.

Is this his usual weekly flight?

- 'Special trip.' - Why?

Are you interested in rumors?

I just might be.

The word is, he's being sent to pick up something.

Something special.

Not too hard a job, when you have diplomatic immunity.

What's his consulate? New York?

- No, sir. Philadelphia. - Well, thank you.

Apparently, Jago's found a customer for the second flask.

He may try to leave it at the Code Green Consulate

in Philadelphia.

I'll put some men on it, right away.

He didn't have time to buy any more ice.

Bacteria maybe multiplying.

Now, I've started to check on the entire Philadelphia area.

Now, Jago wouldn't be dumb enough

to keep that flask with him, would he?

I mean, he knows that fire will be investigated.

I don't think he'll keep it.

The problem is, where would he hide it?

Flask that size, you could hide it anywhere.

[intense music]

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What will they do to him?

I don't know, Mrs. Lennan.

But, uh, don't you think it's a good sign

that the commissioner let him out on..

- What do you call it? - 'His own recognizance?'

Well, it means the commissioner believes

your husband will show up for his trial.

Mr. Ward, my husband wouldn't know how to run away.

Not from anything.

I mean, if they could only realize

how many nights he's walked the floor..

...worrying about Jeanie.

Blaming himself.

If they could only understand why he--

[phone buzzing]

Ward.

Alright. There's a car waiting for you.

That's very kind of you.

Could they drop me off at the hospital?

I'm sure they can.

She'll be down in a couple of minutes.

[music continues]

It's a little early for visiting hours.

But I'm there so much

they treat me as part of the staff.

- Goodnight, Mrs. Lennan. - Goodnight.

You find anything inclusive here?

You shouldn't be out here, inspector.

Mr. Lennan, if any of those organisms are still alive

wouldn't the wind have spread them around by now?

Probably.

Then we'd all be infected anyway, wouldn't we?

Yes.

I, um, I spoke to Dr. Keeler.

He's trying to get here as soon as possible.

But he says you are competent

to handle the investigation alone.

- Where did you find him? - In Baltimore.

What was he doing in Baltimore?

He went to see a surgeon named Dr. Newstad. Do you know him?

Yes.

The best in his field.

Dr. Keeler told him about your little girl.

'Newstad wants to operate.'

'No fee.'

He, um..

...he's confident he can save her leg.

Well, that's, uh..

[dramatic music]

I, uh, I think we're alright here.

All the tests are negative.

The, uh, station attendant shows no sign of infection.

I think I..

...I better go over the whole place

with a blow torch then.

Got a possible lead on Jago.

A delicatessen owner reported a man

bought some dry ice.

At least the stuff's still cold.

And he's off and running.

[music continues]

We'll see you later, Mr. Lennan.

No, he wasn't from this neighborhood.

I never saw him before.

Is this the man?

Yeah, could be.

- Was he by himself? - Yeah.

Did he have a package with him?

Package? No, I don't think so.

Did you see his car, sir?

No. Hey, wait a minute.

Come to think of it, I did.

He parked it right out front. Um..

Blue, late model.. A '66.

Hey, look, if you tell me what he did, what you want him for--

How much ice did he ask for?

Half a pound.

Is that all he bought? Just the ice?

'Yeah, huh.'

'He asked for some heavy wrapping paper.'

'But I didn't have any.'

So, then he said he wanted some string and some stamps.

- Stamps? - 'Yeah, postage stamps.'

'I don't sell those.'

So, I gave him the string and I told him to

go over to the main post office.

They're open all night.

'I said he could get the stamps from their machine.'

Night supervisor.

- Have you got a phone? - Sure, right here.

Get a postal inspector over there.

Yes, sir.

Information, please.

[music continues]

Box that size will be mailed in the bulk drop.

Goes right up to a belt, off a slide.

The load shouldn't be heavy this time of night, should it?

It slacks off some, but then there's

a sub-station in rail road mail.

Up here, on the second floor.

That's were it all gets dumped together.

Gently, I hope. It's glass.

- I hope it's well packed. - Over here.

It'll give you an idea what we're up against.

We have an indicator board that shows all the sections.

The green lights show the sections that are in use.

The mail end is here

where it's transferred to the dance floor

'where it's transferred to the Ellis conveyor belt.'

Did you say dance floor?

Yeah, it looks like one.

Now, the fore belt is for out of city.

The other one is for city and suburbs.

Let's hope it's city and suburbs.

'Now, when it reaches the battleship'

'that's the primary separation point'

it's tossed into chutes according to location.

Now, if it's in the system, it's got to be somewhere

if we get it before it gets bagged

here at one of these chutes.

Let's start with the dance floor.

Alright. Let's go.

Do you think it would be better if I shut off

the whole operation?

Well, you may have to, as the last resort.

In the meantime, it might be easier to spot if it's moving.

Men!

We're looking for a grey box with a red stripe.

'It's tied with string.'

'It's six by three and a half inches.'

Anyone remember it?

'Think hard, it's important.'

It may have gone through here.

Better check the battle ship before it gets sorted.

- Keep looking here. - Yes, sir.

Alright, men, you hear that?

Stop the belt, boys.

This is Inspector Erskine, FBI.

We're looking for a grey box

with a red stripe, tied with string.

Six by three and a half inches.

Anybody see it?

Nothing on the belt.

But we see a lot of packages, Mr. Newman.

It's, it's hard to..

Grey? Red stripe? Small?

Yeah, do you remember it?

Yeah. I believe I do. I..

It was just a couple of second, seconds ago

I-I-I tossed it.

Do you remember where?

Golly, there's so many. I..

Oh, where, where were you standing?

Here, uh, about here, I think.

Could it have been local?

- Yes, sir. I believe it was. - Downstairs.

Jim, inspector, over here.

Joe, mis-mailed package. Urgent.

Grey box, red stripes, six by three and half inches.

Well, I don't know, of course, it could be bagged by now.

- Sorry, Joe. - Well, that's alright, um..

Listen, if it's okay with you

I'd like to straighten that stuff out later.

I got to stay ahead of the flow.

Uh, looks like I better get started.

We've still got about 21 chutes to search.

Jim, get going.

It may have gone through

to the outside loading platform.

We better cancel all truck departures.

Yes, inspector.

Jim!

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Uh, a parcel for MLJ, please?

Yes, sir. Are you Mr. J?

- Yes, I am. - Alright. I see.

Martin Jago? FBI.

I have a warrant for your arrest.

Why, I don't understand what this is all about.

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- This way, please. - What did..

[male narrator] Martin Jago was apprehended by the FBI

in Kinney, Pennsylvania.

And the doom's day plague was recovered

sixteen hours after it was reported missing

and before it could be passed into hands

unfriendly to the United States.

Jago was convicted

and is now in the federal penitentiary in Atlanta.

Edward Lennan received a sentence of five years

which was suspended.

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