03x22 - The Messenger

[bunniefuu]

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[tires screeching]

Hold it. Get in the car.

Move!

[g*nshots]

[screaming]

[tires screeching]

[car engine rumbling]

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Well, this I don't believe. Oh--

Hey, watch it, will ya?

Hey, Jack, I know that guy.

What's the matter with you? Watch where you're driving.

I know him!

[Jack] 'Who? Who you know?'

Him, him, the messenger.

- Hi, Paulie. - Leo.

How about that, huh?

My old buddy walkin' with a uniform.

We got the same alma mater.

Deacon Heights Reform School.

That right, Paulie?

- Right. - Yeah, great.

I couldn't be happier for the two of you.

Now, give me the key.

Guard's got it.

It's a fact, they don't give us the keys

till we get where we're goin'.

Leo, did you bring your knife?

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Hey, what do you think about the guard, Jack?

I think he's dead.

'I think he was dead when he hit the sidewalk.'

And I guess that makes our boy here witness to a m*rder.

Hey, he-he won't say anything.

Leo, I can't take the chance.

Friend or no friend.

Hey, now-now, you-you better think twice, Jack.

His Uncle Frank's the man.

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Is that true, buddy?

Yeah.

[sighing]

Alright.

Alright.

You got a relative in the Brotherhood

I'll give you a pass.

You keep your mouth shut. Understand me?

Or I'll put you some place where nobody can help you.

Friends, uncles, nobody.

- Huh? - Okay.

Come on.

Say hello to your mom for me.

Yeah.

Thanks, Leo.

Don't thank me.

Thank your uncle.

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[theme music]

[male narrator] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Reynolds.

With guest stars Robert Walker..

...Patricia Harty..

...Robert Doyle.

Tonight's episode, "The Messenger."

[theme music]

[male narrator] On January 8th, Paul Donald Thorpe

a messenger for the Wall Street brokerage firm

of Van Noy, Morton and Garder

was robbed of over four hundred thousand dollars

in negotiable securities.

The following morning, two of the stolen bonds

were cashed in a small Pennsylvania bank.

When it was discovered that the certificate numbers

appeared on a circular just received

bank authorities immediately contacted the FBI.

[theme music]

Thank you.

Mr. Owen, thank you for dropping by.

No trouble at all, Mr. Randolph.

I'd like you to meet Inspector Erskine.

He'll be in charge of the case.

- Inspector. - How do you do, Mr. Owen?

Mr. Owen is personnel director of Van Noy, Morton.

- Sit down, please. - Thank you.

[sighing] Terrible.

Terrible business, eh?

'I don't know when anything has shaken me up so much.'

Were you well acquainted with the guard, Mr. Owen?

Very. Hollister was the first man I hired.

Well, what an odd coincidence.

What's that, sir?

Paul Thorpe is the last.

I suppose that's what you wanna talk to me about. Paul.

Well, I noticed in the application you sent over

that, uh, he did a number of jobs before he came to you.

Yes.

"Construction worker, fry cook, roustabout."

All temporary.

He has, uh, limited education

but, uh, h-he seemed to be ambitious to me.

Uh, in my work, you not only judge the, uh, application, uh

Mr. Erskine, but you judge the man.

And you obviously judged this man to be trustworthy?

I did. I do.

Do messengers always know what they're carrying, Mr. Owen?

They never know exactly, uh, but if a guard is along

they know the consignment is valuable.

Well, how far in advance are they, uh, told of a delivery?

- A day before? - Oh, no, no.

It's usually a matter of minutes.

[telephone ringing]

Yes?

Hang on. It's the Bureau for you.

I'll take it in there. Excuse me.

[Owen] 'Certainly.'

Will you transfer this to 702, please?

- Erskine. - 'Lewis, this is Arthur.'

Yes, Art.

The criminal intelligence division came up

with a couple of interesting background items on Paul Thorpe.

I thought I'd better get them to you as soon as possible.

Yes?

First, one of his uncles on his mother's side of the family

is Frank Poland.

- Poland? - 'Yeah.'

'Secondly, the boy has an arrest record.'

'Car theft.'

But he was bonded.

Well, it wouldn't have appeared on the routine enquiry.

It was a juvenile offence. The boy was fifteen.

He drew a six-month reformatory sentence.

And there's no record since then.

Alright, Art, thank you very much.

Lewis, I just wonder how far in advance

this particular messenger knew

there'd be four hundred thousand dollars

handcuffed to his wrist.

We were just discussing that now.

- I'll talk to you later, Art. - 'Right.'

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Well, look. Look, I just can't keep callin' and callin'.

Well, uh..

Well, l-listen, you know the problem.

We're sittin' on half a million bucks here.

[sighing] Look, alright, alright, alright. So I got a little nervous.

So what are we supposed to carry? Blanks in the g*ns?

Well.. No, no..

Yeah, well, just listen to me for a minute.

Will you, look, w-will you just shut up

and listen to me for a minute.

Alright, alright, you, you-you tell me

one time he ever fenced an item that wasn't hot.

Oh.

Oh, would you just tell him we're losing interest too!

Hey, so they're runnin' out, huh?

Yeah, they're runnin'.

Like rabbits.

Yeah, well, uh, I was afraid of that.

I figured they'd get a little nervous

as soon as they found out it had somethin' to do

with Frank Poland's nephew.

Yeah, you know them people

one hand washes the other, huh?

Yeah, look, there's a little more to it than that, dumbbell.

There's you and Jack shootin' when you didn't have to.

And then you had to go and cash a couple of bonds

you know, for booze and dames and..

...and those crummy shirts.

[glass shatters]

Leo. Leo, you got cologne all over my shirt and my hat.

Send me the cleanin' bill.

Well, I ain't sure it'll come out.

Oh, for crying out loud.

[car engine rumbling]

Hey, I'll say one thing for these Philadelphia chicks.

You show 'em you're willing to spend a buck

and everything is first class from there on in.

Well, you hear anything from Danny yet?

Just a breeze from his hand when he waved goodbye.

Oh, what do you mean?

[Leo] 'He wouldn't even come to the phone.'

A couple of stooges stalled me till I hung up on 'em.

Hey, um, maybe we can, uh, dump that stuff in Vegas, huh?

No.

No, if the syndicate's giving us a cold house in Philly

they're gonna give us a cold house everywhere else.

Yeah, well, uh, so what do we do then?

Well, we gotta find a fence who can handle as much paper

and don't belong to the Brotherhood.

You got any candidates?

Hmm. One.

Operator, ahem, give me long distance information

New Haven, Connecticut.

Honey, you got such a nice voice, I'd wait forever.

Now, listen.

If anything comes of this

me and Jo are going to Connecticut.

I think you oughta be back in Manhattan.

What for?

Well, your bosom buddy, Paul Thorpe's got

the FBI to worry about now.

He may keep his mouth shut anyway, but, uh..

What's it hurt to remind him?

Operator, I'd like the telephone number

of an entrepreneur by the name of William Needles.

He's an entrepreneur in a pawn shop business, honey.

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Sorry, inspector.

Well, like I told the other agency

they threw me in the back of the car

with a g*n at my head, and they blindfolded me.

Do you remember their voices?

I probably would.

There were three of them.

When was the last time you saw Frank Poland?

Who?

Isn't Frank Poland your uncle?

About a month ago, I guess.

Where?

In his house. It was his birthday.

When was the last time you saw

any of the boys from Deacon Heights?

- Deacon Heights? - 'Deacon Heights.'

You spent some time there once, didn't you?

Yeah, I'd forgotten about that.

Yeah, and you also forgot about that when you filled out

your employment application for the place you now work.

I made a mistake. I..

This was a job I thought I could handle.

I wanted it. I still want it.

I suppose now that you know about Frank, you'll--

What? Tell Owen?

Why? It isn't a crime to be Frank Poland's nephew.

Did he ever ask you for any information

about this firm?

No.

Alright, Paul, I guess that will do for now.

Thanks for dropping by.

And, uh, i-if I think of anything that might help

- I'll give you a ring. - Good.

Boy's covering up.

Well, he's Frank Poland's nephew.

They've been covering up for four generations.

Question is how much is he holding back

and how important is it.

Cashed the bonds in Pennsylvania.

Does La Cosa Nostra have any

central fencing operation in Philadelphia?

I talked to the agent in charge.

He feels the only one who can handle something

as big is Danny Marlow?

Let's establish 24-hour

photographic surveillance on him.

Yes, sir.

'Course, the trip into Pennsylvania

could have been diversionary.

Surveillance on a fence in Brooklyn

named George Darwin too.

George..

Maybe the boy's telling the truth.

And there is no Cosa Nostra connection.

In which case, um, who else could handle a half a million?

Ferris in Denver or is that too far away?

There's Bill Needles in New Haven.

Let's cover him too.

Yes, I'll tell him.

- How did it go with Thorpe? - Slow.

I think our main problem's gonna be getting him to trust us.

Well, I'm afraid we'll have to find another way

to reach him now.

Why?

Owen just called.

The insurance investigators came up with

Thorpe's juvenile record

and the family ties to La Cosa Nostra.

Owen says he's sorry, but he has orders

to fire Thorpe tomorrow morning.

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[theme music]

- Hi. - Hi.

I don't even look anymore. I just reach up.

What's gonna happen to me someday

if I reach up and you're not there?

Probably drown.

Yeah.

- So you be there, okay? - Okay.

What's the matter?

How do you know something's the matter?

Well, how do I know anything is the matter

when you're with me?

It's funny or sad or sexy.

It's just a gift I have.

- Don't lose it. - Well, what happened?

Uh, the FBI had me fired today.

Why?

You said you were willing to talk to them.

I did talk to them.

You mean, you tried to help and still..

Oh, I guess I didn't help enough.

Well, honey, you were blindfolded.

'Did you tell them how they held a g*n to your head?'

Honey, they don't care about that.

They found out Frank's my uncle, that I stole a car

and that was it.

Oh, honey, you see your uncle two or three times a year

and you stole the car when you were a kid.

'They oughta be able to realize'

'you can't tell them something you don't know.'

I'll go down there myself.

Darling, we don't count.

What do you mean, we don't count?

I count. I work for a living.

I pay taxes, don't I?

If you told them the truth and lost your job

on account of it, then somebody oughta be able to stand up

'and say something about it. Now, why not us?'

- Will you drop it, please? - Why?

Because I said so, isn't that..

Isn't that good enough?

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Paul, you did tell the truth?

They wouldn't know the truth if they heard it.

Let's forget it, huh?

- I'll get another job. - Paul.

I don't wanna talk about it.

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[indistinct shouting]

Hey, what are you? FBI?

What makes you think that?

Well, you ain't precinct detectives.

I know all them guys.

I figure other investigators

probably a little fatter and older.

'You look in pretty good shape to me.'

So FBI. Am I right?

You know, you oughta be in the FBI.

Uh, this is where they dumped the messenger, right here.

'We've been lookin' for clues, you know?'

'Which way they went? Did they smoke a pipe?'

Any threads, hairs, well, you know the bit.

And what did you find?

Oh, you can relax. The place is clean.

They didn't leave a thing.

Well, you certainly saved us a lot of trouble.

Sure.

Did, uh, any of you gentlemen see the actual release?

[boy #1] 'Nah, if we was here, we would've caught him'

for you, split the reward, right?

Right.

Well, uh, gentlemen, thanks for your help.

Any time. Always glad to assist the federal government there.

Yes, sir. Help you?

Yeah, is the owner around?

Me. Howard Bergdahl.

FBI, Mr. Bergdahl.

My name is Erskine, this is Mr. Colby.

Yeah?

Was the gym open last Monday, Mr. Bergdahl?

Monday?

Oh, you mean the day they turned the kid loose down in the alley?

Yeah.

[indistinct shouting]

[boy #2] 'Come on! Hit it!'

- 'Do it!' - 'Hey, come on!'

- 'Here! - 'Hit it! Come on!'

[indistinct shouting]

- 'Get over here.' - 'Hit it!'

- 'What's up.' - 'Here! Hit it!'

[clamoring]

Anybody up here happen to see that?

I don't think so, not that I heard.

How many fighters were in the gym

that day, Mr. Bergdahl?

- Fighters? - Hmm.

- Maybe two. - Only two?

Well, he said fighters, there were, uh

twenty or more bums working out.

Any of them happened to be using that bag?

Almost all of 'em work out on it everyday.

We'd like to know who might have been over here

around 11 o'clock that morning.

Alright, I'll try to get a list for you by this afternoon.

Fine, you can, uh..

...reach me at this number.

- Thanks very much. - Sure

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[sighs]

[knocking on door]

- Paulie? How are ya? - Fine, Uncle Frank. Come in.

- Where's your mama? - She's next door. I'll get her.

Eh, never mind.

You're the one I wanted to see.

- Here. - Ah, yes.

Thank you, Paul.

[sighs]

- So, how is your papa feeling? - Better, much better.

- He's back at work today. - Yeah?

Maybe I ought to drop by and get him to give me a trim.

Throw a little business to the family, huh?

I mean, this would be a pretty poor world

if-if you couldn't trust your relatives to stick by

help you out. Wouldn't it?

I guess that's right.

Paul?

I'm a little bit confused about this...trouble you're in.

I mean, this wouldn't be some bright idea

you've come up with on your own?

Oh, no.

Do you know who's behind it?

Yeah, I.. I recognized one of 'em.

Ah.

Okay, punks like that, I don't care what happens to 'em

one way or another.

I hope they run off a cliff someplace.

But by the same token

we don't want 'em sittin' around in the FBI office

tellin' all they know.

Uncle Frank.

They picked me up by mistake.

When they saw who I was, they let me go.

- Hmm. - I'm not about to say--

Listen, don't you think I know that?

Paul, I'm half ashamed to even be up here.

But some friends of mine

asked me personally...to check.

I said I would.

Turns out these punks made some kind of a half deal

with Danny Marlow down in Philly.

You met Danny when you were a little boy.

Remember the bald-headed man

gave you that blue scooter?

Oh, yeah. Was that Danny Marlow?

'That was Danny Marlow.'

'Prince of a man, give you the shirt right off his back'

'if you needed it.'

Anyhow, if these punks should wind up spellin' out

names, phone numbers..

Well, that would embarrass Danny, you know?

Sure.

Okay.

Lecture's over.

'Paul, you know you look more like'

'your grandpa Poland every day.'

'And there was another fine man.'

Paul.

Have you thought anymore about comin' to work for me?

Well, uh..

It's not that I don't appreciate

your interest, Uncle Frank.

But, uh, well, maybe I'm kind of a square.

I mean..

I like the nine to five jobs, you know?

I don't think I'd feel right in the Brotherhood.

Okay.

Okay, you want to make it on your own.

That's fine. I admire you for that.

But there's, uh..

There's four, five hundred a week

I could be giving to my sister's son.

Very tempting.

Say hello to your old man for me, Paulie.

Give your mama a big kiss, tell her I'll call her Sunday.

- Right. - So long, Paul.

So long.

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No, I'm sorry, he isn't. Could I have him call you?

[Chet] 'Oh, Mr. Bergdahl, hang on. He just came in.'

Erskine.

Inspector, I don't know what this is worth

but, uh, on that question you asked me?

Yes?

Well, a couple of the boys I was talking to

said they thought a young middleweight

name of Chico Jordan

was working on the speed bag about that time you mentioned.

Do you know where I can find him?

Not now.

His manager told me he left for the airport

about an hour ago.

Just told him he was quittin' the fight game.

Gonna head for Canada.

What does this Jordan look like, Mr. Bergdahl?

Oh, 5' 10-11", dark hair.

Has a, uh, scar over his left eye.

Alright, thank you, Mr. Bergdahl.

Airport.

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[theme music]

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- Oh, Mr. Jordan? - Yeah?

- Oh.. - We're with the FBI.

We'd like to talk to you if you have a minute.

Yeah, well, uh..

...what did I do?

You were in Bergdahl's gym on Tuesday, Mr. Jordan?

- Tuesday? - Yeah, Tuesday.

Yeah, I believe I was.

Did you happen to use the speed bag?

Yeah.

Then, I imagine you had a pretty good view

of the alley down below.

Yeah, I guess so.

Did the getaway car come back at any time during that day?

While you were at the window, of course?

Mmm, no.

Well, now, think about it.

No, uh, not while I was there.

Well, uh, you know, you're facing right down there.

You can't-you can't miss it.

- You can't, huh? - No.

I understand you were there on Monday too.

What?

I understand you were in the gym on Monday too.

Working out in the same place?

Uh, yeah.

Listen, Inspector, I, uh, I don't like to get mixed up

in things that ain't none of my business.

What did you see, Mr. Jordan?

Okay.

Okay.

Uh, this car pulls in the alley

and, uh, four guys get out.

And, uh, one's this messenger fella.

Was the messenger blindfolded?

Blindfolded? What for?

No, they, uh, they just took his, uh, his briefcase

and then, uh, one of 'em shook his hand.

- Shook his hand? - 'Yeah.'

'You know, two of the guys, they-they got in a second car'

'and, uh, this one guy, he stayed behind'

'and, uh, to say goodbye to the messenger'

and, uh, shook his hand.

Seemed like they was, uh, buddies or somethin', you know.

Would you recognize the others if you saw them again?

No.

Well, maybe.

Thank you, Mr. Jordan.

We'll have some pictures to show you before long.

Uh, in the meantime, we'd appreciate it

if you'd, uh, keep yourself available.

[woman on PA] 'Flight 47 to Montreal'

'is now ready for boarding at gate five.'

Nice place, Canada.

Planning on visiting there?

Who me? No.

No, you, uh..

You can always reach me at the gym.

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So what do you wanna do?

Get a milkshake or something?

I don't think so, it's pretty late.

And we sat up too far front tonight.

Your eyes hurt?

You know, a little.

- Lousy movie anyway. - Hmm.

- Paul? - Yeah?

I heard your uncle came to see you this afternoon.

What have we got in this neighborhood?

Some kind of a jungle telegraph?

How do you pick these things up so fast?

Well, he's a celebrity, people notice him.

Well, what did he want?

He offered me a job.

Cutting throats, something glamorous like that?

Come on.

- Well, what did he want? - I don't know.

Numbers collector, probably.

Oh, boy.

It's four to five hundred a week.

What does that mean? Are you gonna take it?

- What's left? - Paul.

If you're serious

you're really in trouble, you know?

Honey.

What have we been planning for?

What have-what have we been going to school for?

And-and talking about children for?

So you could end up playing cops and robbers on 2nd Avenue

until I end up a widow?

I know, darling, but it would only be for--

No.

I love you

but I can't stand for that.

I won't have it.

That's them.

[dramatic music]

Can I come up for a while?

- Wait a minute. - Let go of me.

[music continues]

You okay? He's gotta be nuts!

- No, I'm alright. - You sure?

Wait a minute.

Hi, Paulie.

Hey, what do you think of these New York drivers, huh?

Boy, I really had my heart in my mouth there for a minute.

And just how did that happen, Leo?

- Hmm? - You heard me.

Paulie, somebody said you had a talk with the FBI.

Yeah.

I didn't try to keep it a secret.

And they asked me to come in again tomorrow.

And I'll go and I'll tell them the same thing

I told 'em before.

Nothin'.

That's my boy.

And the next time you send one of your apes out

to keep me straight, Leo..

You tell 'em he so much as breathes too hard on that girl

I'll k*ll him. You follow?

One of my what?

Oh, you-you don't think I had anything to do with that car?

Still, it-it does go to show you

that it's...it's very dangerous

for a girl all alone on...on the streets.

'You-you probably ought to remember that'

'when you talk to the FBI tomorrow.'

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- Good morning, Paul. - Inspector.

You can sit there, if you like.

So then..

Anything come to mind since the last time we talked?

No.

But I'll be able to give it a little more thought

now that I don't have a job to bother about.

You blame us for that, Paul?

Yeah.

Your relationship to Poland wasn't that hard to uncover.

Don't you think it's possible somebody else

might've come across it.

Maybe..

It's done, what's the difference who did it?

Paul, have you ever worked before

with the guard that was k*lled?

Would you mind giving a verbal answer for the record?

Yes, we made 15 or 20 trips together.

Did you know anything about his family?

Alright, he had a wife named Carol, he had four sons.

I'm sorry he was k*lled. If there's anything I could do, I--

There is.

To begin with, why don't you stop lying?

Lying?

You were seen shaking hands with one of the men

who m*rder*d John Hollister.

You told us you didn't know them.

You, uh, also said you were blindfolded.

You're not lying?

Paul. You've already been told of your rights.

'You signed a paper stating'

that you understand what they are.

I'm telling you again, if you want to consult a lawyer

now is the time to do it. Right now.

Alright, I shook hands with him because..

...because he saved my life.

His friend was gonna stick a knife in me.

He saved your life because he knew you were Poland's nephew?

- Yes. - What's the man's name?

Paul, there were two victims on Monday.

What do you mean? It was just the guard.

What about you?

Oh, I didn't think about it that way.

[Lewis] 'Then think of it now.'

'Two men were assaulted in broad daylight.'

'One of them was k*lled.'

You would have been too, if you hadn't been recognized in time.

And you honestly believe that the men who did that

ought to be rewarded?

[intense music]

[car honking]

Hello, Jack.

Oh, Bill, I didn't see you in the corner.

- How are you? - I can't complain.

You got a piece of paper to show me?

Mmm.

"Payable to bearer on demand."

'Thousand dollars, coin of the realm.'

We got 427 more just like it.

This is a friend of mine, Joey Schaffler.

- Bill Needles. - Hiya.

Well?

A hundred and seventy five thousand dollars.

Cash on delivery.

Hey, wait a minute. What are you talking about?

Didn't you hear the man, we got over

four hundred grand there.

Sure you have..

There's a bank down the street.

Take 'em to the nice teller.

I thought maybe a..

...figure somewhere in between.

There is no figure in between.

There's just what I'm willing to pay.

[instrumental music]

Alright. Where and when?

Here. 5 o'clock in the morning.

- We'll see you then. - 'Just the two of you.'

Of course, who else would there be?

Who knows?

Police..

Listen, Bill..

This was a very clean job.

There's only one man on this earth

who could turn us in.

And he knows he wouldn't live 20 minutes

after he tried it.

There won't be any tails.

So don't worry about it.

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[camera shutter clicks]

[theme music]

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No.

No.

Where was this taken?

Philadelphia. Recognize him?

Umm, no, he's too old.

Possible?

I ain't sure.

Ah..

Yeah, that's two of 'em.

You're positive?

Yeah, yeah.

New Haven.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Both subjects are in the car.

- 'Pick 'em up.' - Alright.

Dane? Schaffler? It's the FBI.

[g*nf*re]

[music continues]

[man on radio] 'Nearly all of the missing bonds were recovered in the raid'

'which came shortly before dawn.'

'There are still no details on exactly what led the FBI'

'to the New Haven pawn shop'

'or how the two robbers were identified.'

'Meanwhile, here in New York--'

[intense music]

- Hi.. - Hi.

You're still there, huh?

Always..

I was afraid you wouldn't be here.

I wasn't gonna come over..

But I kept remembering every Wednesday and Fridays.

[engine revving]

[Chet] 'Go ahead, NY-40.'

Chet, we're on our way back

but I have a name I'd like you to start checking on.

Yes.

[Lewis] 'The third member of the g*ng'

'is Leo Kenneth Adamson.'

'1-11, Samson, Brooklyn.'

"Samson."

According to Schaffler, he may try to k*ll Thorpe or the girl.

He could be looking for them now

so you better move on this as fast as you can.

[intense music]

So that's it.

I didn't lie to 'em..

I didn't tell 'em what I knew either.

And this boy that you recognized

was he one of Poland's men?

No, just a guy I met up in Deacon Heights.

I'm gonna turn him in today.

Good.

Oh, no, don't say "good," until you hear the whole story.

They threatened me.

And the only way they could make it stick

was to say that..

They'd go after you if I talk.

And that was that crazy business with the car

the other night, was it?

Yeah.

Darling, if you're afraid..

If you'd rather, I won't say--

This is the first time I haven't been afraid for the last week.

What have I got be afraid of when you tell me you're finally

man enough to turn around and fight them?

Okay.

That's it then.

That's it.

Davis Street Athletic Club.

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NY-1 to NY-40.

NY-40. Go ahead.

I just talked to Thorpe's father.

He said that Leo Adams had asked for his son a while ago

and that he had directed him

to the Athletic Club on Davis Street.

'Both Thorpe and Ms. Miller are there now.'

Davis. That's less than five minutes away.

NY-40 out.

Roll as fast as you can.

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What's the matter?

You think I was kiddin'?

Put it down.

It's all over.

They're gonna get me.

But first, I'm gonna get you.

Then her.

Just like I promised.

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Ah!

[Paul screams]

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Hey! Drop it!

Now!

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Yeah, that just about says it all.

Would you sign the statement at the bottom, please.

And then we'll witness it.

Thank you.

Incidentally, uh..

Because of your cooperation

the US Attorney is declining prosecution in your case.

Oh, he was planning to see you anyway, Mr. Erskine.

Would you believe that? It.. It's important to us.

Is that true, Paul?

Yeah, I wanted to tell you about Leo the last time

I was in the office, but..

Well, I kept worrying about Charlene.

No need.

- Well, when's the wedding? - Two weeks.

We'll send you an invitation.

I'll be there.

Oh, Paul, one more thing.

I, uh..

I had a talk with Mitchell Owen of Van Noy, Morton.

Do you think you can see him at 9:00 tomorrow morning?

Yes, sir.

[male narrator] Leo Adamson and Joseph Schaffler

were convicted of the m*rder

of security officer John Hollister.

They are serving life sentences.

William Needles was convicted of conspiracy to violate

the Interstate Transportation of Stolen Property statute.

And is now in a federal penitentiary.

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