05x13 - The Prey

[bunniefuu]

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Miss Galloway.

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Good evening, Mr. Pierson.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Just this.

I didn't mean to disturb you.

My coins. No!

Don't do anything foolish, old man.

My pills.

I need them.

The bag on the desk.

'Hurry.'

[gasps] I'll die without them.

'Hurry, please.'

I'm sorry, Mr. Pierson, I didn't wanna hurt you..

...but you shouldn't have gotten a look at me.

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[theme music]

[Marvin Miller] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott..

William Reynolds.

With guest stars Steve Ihnat..

Joanna Moore..

and special guest star Mildred Dunnock.

Tonight's Episode, "The Prey."

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[Marvin Miller] On May 19th, Mr. Ellis Pierson of Phoenix, Arizona

was robbed of his $50,000 rare coin collection

and left to die.

But despite his age and illness

Mr. Pierson managed to call out

and solicit help from his neighbors.

Within hours, the sheriff's office

had forwarded latent fingerprints and other evidence

from the crime scene to FBI headquarters in Washington.

Descriptions of the thief and the stolen property

were sent to all reputable dealers in rare coins.

Three days later, a response was received

from the Numismatic Society of Albuquerque, New Mexico

which had just been offered the Pierson collection

by a man tentatively identified as Carl S. Beaumont.

One of the FBI's ten most wanted fugitives.

An Albuquerque coin dealer's description

perfectly dovetails with Pierson's description of him.

Mr. Beaumont, alright.

And if he hadn't become suspicious

when that collection was offered to him

Beaumont would've unloaded the whole thing

and been on his way.

Uh, he's gonna have trouble disposing of it.

He'll probably break it up. Get what he can for it.

He always goes after alien senior citizens

just like Ellis Pierson.

Wonder how he finds out about things

like Pierson's collection.

Well, he obviously researches his victims thoroughly.

Yeah. Maybe.

I notice Pierson had a nurse, uh, Irene Galloway

who hasn't been seen since the robbery.

What do we know about her?

Very little. Just a description.

The Phoenix office is working on it.

How is she described?

Well, blonde, attractive, efficient, charming.

Pierson couldn't praise her enough.

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Good afternoon. I'm Angela Reece.

Oh, yes, Miss Reece. Come in.

Thank you.

- Mrs. Whittaker, this is-- - Yeah.

I know.

My new keeper.

Nice to meet you, Mrs. Whittaker.

Well, I hope you realize it was my sons idea hiring you.

He worries quite a lot about you.

I'm sure he loves you very much.

Hmm, by remote control he and his family

left for London last night.

Airline transferred him, he said.

Well, then I'm even happier

that I answered the ad.

My, it's stuffy in here.

Well, I suppose he told you I'm a fussy exacting old woman.

Well, what are you doing?

There.

Now shut that window!

Sunlight hurts my eyes.

Mrs. Whittaker, if anyone has earned the right

to enjoy a beautiful day, it's you.

Now, sunlight and fresh air.

You know, without them, we'd all just wither away and die.

I hear you have a secret passion.

Watching the wrestling matches on television.

Who told you that?

Your son.

When was the last time you actually went to a match?

Me? Never.

Well, we can remedy that tomorrow night.

What are you talking about?

I'll admit it's gonna be a little bit cumbersome

in the wheelchair, but we'll manage.

I-I never go anywhere. It's impossible.

Oh, no, it's not.

I talked to your doctor, and he said

you didn't have to stay in that silly thing at all.

What's more, you're much too young to drive.

Now while I'm packing, you can just soak in the bubble bath.

Bubble bath? W-what are you talking about?

I'm too old.

That's ridiculous.

Of course it is. It's also very relaxing.

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No, as I've told the others, that's not the one, inspector.

How about this one?

Yes, that's the man.

You finally found him.

It's the same photograph, Mr. Pierson.

And we had, uh, one of our artists remove the mustache

and, uh, change the hairstyle.

Oh, here you go.

Mr. Pierson, would you mind telling us a little more

about your nurse?

Miss Galloway?

I'm gonna miss that woman.

I'd hope she'd stay with me until..

At my age..

You understand.

No family, nothing really to live for.

She made me feel grateful just to wake up in the morning.

You say she left the day of the robbery.

I know what you're thinking.

That she might be connected in some way.

Did anyone else know

where you kept your coin collection, Mr. Pierson?

[Tom] 'Nothing else was disturbed, Mr. Pierson.'

Beaumont knew exactly where to go.

And none of the other drawers in the desk had been tampered with.

Did she, uh, did she give you any indication

of where she might be going after she left you?

To visit her brother in Miami, she said.

He used to call her once in a while.

[Lewis] 'Did she ever call him?'

If she used your phone, we might be able to locate her.

I don't really recall.

Uh, you didn't hire Miss Galloway

through a regular agency, did you?

No, through some friends of mine.

Chet and Nancy Cranford. They recommended her.

She was all they said and much more.

One last question, Mr. Pierson.

Uh, can you describe her?

Oh, she was young, not much over 30.

Medium height.

Slender.

Light hair.

Wore it in a bun in the back.

And she wore eyeglasses most of the time.

Always reading to me.

Knitting me things.

If I had thought for a minute that she was just using me

so that man could come and rob me..

Now, I'm-I'm sure she wasn't.

Thank you, Mr. Pierson.

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Time for breakfast.

Mrs. Whittaker?

- Mrs. Whittaker. - I hear you.

I hear you.

Well, it's nice to see you up and around.

I've been looking for my watch. I can't find it anywhere.

Well, I'm sure it's around here somewhere.

I left it right there on the night table.

[telephone ringing]

Excuse me.

Whittaker residence.

Just one moment please.

It's Mr. Ruglo. He said your son told him to call.

Hello.

Mr. Ruglo, I, I told you

I'm not interested in any investments.

Yes, if I change my mind I'll let you know.

Bye.

Though you didn't bother to find out

that I take tea for breakfast.

With cream or sugar?

With lemon!

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Enjoy your breakfast, Mrs. Whittaker.

Now where are you going with that?

How do you expect me to get around?

Oh, with this right here.

And remember tonight the first match starts at 8 o'clock.

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[intercom buzzes]

Erskine.

Oh, fine, put him on.

Afternoon, Arthur.

Lewis, we've got a positive identification

on those latent prints that were sent in.

They belong to an Irene Galloway.

Occupation, practical nurse.

Does she have an arrest record?

'Yes, she does. Two counts of larceny back in '65.'

She served two years in the Ohio State Reformatory

for women and hasn't been heard from since.

There's one more thing.

One of Beaumont's old arrest records

lists a woman of that name as the person he wanted notified

in case of an emergency.

Then we are dealing with an accomplice.

We're distributing her photograph now.

You'll get some copies shortly.

Any luck on, uh, locating Beaumont?

Well, so far none of the stolen coins

from the Pierson collection has shown up.

But if we locate this Galloway woman

I think there's a good chance Beaumont won't be too far away.

Alright then, Lewis, well keep me posted.

Right, Arthur.

[Mrs. Whittaker] 'You're a thief.'

'A cheap little sneak thief.'

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

I didn't take your watch, Mrs. Whittaker. I swear.

Well, how did it happen to be in your bureau drawer

hidden under your clothes?

I don't know.

Heaven knows what else you've stolen from me.

I didn't steal it. I swear.

I didn't steal anything.

I don't believe you, Molly.

If you're not out of the house in an hour's time

I'll call the police.

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Oh, Tom..

...Irene Galloway flyers arrived.

[Erskine] Turns out she's an old friend of Beaumont's.

But, uh...I don't see why

Pierson has to know that, do you?

He never will, Lou.

Hospital just called. He died. Half hour ago.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

Telephone company records show

a call was made from the Pierson phone to

the office of Global Airways in Denver.

There's no record of who accepted the call.

But it wasn't a flight information.

So there's a possibility that it was a to a member of the staff

about employment.

Anyway, I notified Denver, and they're checking on it now.

What about Pierson's friends the, uh, Cranfords?

Have they been located?

Yeah, they're, uh, living in a home for the aged in Tucson.

I better go see them.

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[crowd cheering]

Are you blind? Look at him.

Did you see him? He tried to gouge him, unmercifully.

Look out!

[crowd shouting]

O-o-oh, stop.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Mrs. Whittaker!

Stop it. Stop it. I tell you stop it.

Mrs. Whittaker, you don't..

Behave yourself, or I'm gonna take you home.

Did you see what he was doing?

[crowd shouting]

Here, give me back my cane.

- Would you like to leave? - No!

Now if you're not having a good time you go take a walk.

Let me enjoy myself.

I'm sorry, I was thinking of poor Molly.

Poor Molly! She's a thief! A kleptomaniac.

Well, I certainly hope you didn't leave any large amounts

of money in cash around the house.

Whatever cash I have is safely tucked away.

In a bank I hope.

Oh, give him the old rabbit punch, tiger.

[crowd cheering]

My son's been telling me I should invest my cash.

That's why he put that old Ruglo man on to me.

Get up! Get up!

Maybe you should consider investing.

In a 35 cent hot dog.

That's the kind of investment I understand.

Now make mine with mustard.

Slug him tighter!

[shouting]

Two hot dogs, please.

Thank you.

May I have some mustard please?

Let me.

How is, uh, she enjoying the match?

Absolutely adores it.

- How soon? - Pretty soon.

I had the maid fired.

Any cash in the house?

I don't know. There's a wall safe in the living room.

I found it there last night.

Uh, when do I get to find out what's in it?

I need more time.

Uh, sweetheart

the old gentleman in Phoenix survived.

The law probably knows exactly who I am.

We don't have much more time. Hm?

Well, I've got to get back in there with her.

If I don't keep an eye on her every minute

she might k*ll somebody.

[grunting]

[indistinct shouting]

[crowd booing]

[indistinct chatter]

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Well, it does and it doesn't.

Looks a lot like Miss Galloway, but, uh..

her hair was a lot lighter

and she wore glasses most of the time.

How long ago did she work for you, Mr. Cranford?

Oh, about a year ago. Wonderful girl.

The missus and I, we, uh, we loved her like a daughter.

She's working for a friend of mine now.

Ellis Pierson, we recommended her to him.

Why did you let her go?

Well, after we were robbed our children thought

we'd be safer in this here institution here.

- What robbery? - Not a bad place.

Considering, food's pretty good.

The only thing wrong is, uh, all these people are our own ages.

You know, it's like a mirror that sort of reminds you--

Uh, you said you were robbed, Mr. Cranford?

Yes, yes. Somebody broke in to our house.

Took all the silverware, a lot of valuable antiques

and, uh, nice cash.

They find out who did it?

Not that I know of.

Miss Galloway was working for you at that time?

That's right.

Of course when we came here to live

we had to let her go.

Hmm.

Have you heard from her recently?

Yes, few months ago. Sent me this sweater.

Knitted the thing herself.

Said she'd finished it, and she sure enough did.

Said she was knitting one just like it for Ellis Pierson.

Well, thanks for your time, Mr. Cranford.

My pleasure. When you see Miss Galloway

tell her I was asking about her.

While I was on the phone with the Phoenix officer

a call in came in from Denver.

Three coins from the stolen collection

turned up in a shop there.

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Good morning.

Beautiful day.

A perfect day for a picnic.

Lovely, then I'll just, uh, pack a basket

and we'll find a lovely place near the water.

First of all though, I want you to hold out your arm

very straight.

Now what is this for?

- I'm knitting a sweater. - For me?

Yeah, you need one, don't you?

Well, yes, but it's a long time since anybody bothered about me.

Well, I never had a family.

I didn't even know my parents actually.

That, so that's probably why I'm ending up doing what I'm doing.

Well, thank you, my dear.

But, you know, I think a pretty girl like you shouldn't be

sitting here and knitting sweaters for any old woman.

You should be out with some handsome Lothario.

My Lothario died four years ago.

Oh.

- I'm sorry. - Oh, it's quite alright.

M.. Listen, this is actually none of my business.

But have you ever thought of taking a little trip?

Just to get away and forget everything.

Some lovely place. I hear Hawaii is just beautiful.

- And expensive. - 'It is not.'

'Not if you enjoy it.'

And what good is your money if it rots in a bank

or rots under a mattress?

You sound like my son.

He's always telling me I should invest my savings.

Well, I think you should invest part of them at least.

It's like self defense against inflation.

Yes, but if I lost my savings I'd lose my independence.

To me that would be more frightening

than death itself.

Well, don't think about it.

I didn't mean to get you worrying.

Oh, you're absolutely right.

I'm behaving like an ostrich.

I've been avoiding this poor Mr. Ruglo.

I've never even met the man.

I know he's a good investment counselor.

He's helped my son immensely.

- But you don't trust him? - I don't trust myself.

I don't know anything about investments.

It's a complicated business.

You don't have to know anything if you have a good counselor.

Do you know of any?

Well...not offhand.

But, uh, I could look into it for you and see if I..

No. Don't bother.

My son would be furious.

For the time being I'll leave my savings exactly where they are.

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Anything from the coin shop surveillance?

No, sir, nothing.

It could be that Beaumont won't try that shop again.

He'll try to peller the rest of the coins

in some of the other places in town.

- Hmm. - We've got them all covered.

We better keep an eye on the towns around Denver too.

Yes, sir. The dealer claims he didn't realize it was Beaumont

until after he bought the coins.

So he's positive he didn't frighten him off.

Well, let's hope he's right.

I've also distributed the flyers on Irene Galloway.

Oh, she, um, she does a lot of knitting, Kendall.

I don't think it would hurt to keep an eye

on the yarn shops as well.

We'll get right on it.

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There's nothing here.

[Mrs. Whittaker] 'Angela, is that you down there?'

[intense music]

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Operator.. Operator, would you get me--

- Help! - Oh, Angela.

Oh, my god.

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[instrumental music]

Maybe this will make you feel a little better, Mrs. Whittaker.

There was somebody in this house I tell you, in this very room.

Well, I thought so too.

That's the reason I screamed, but it turned out to be you.

That picture was off the wall, the door to the safe was open.

I saw it.

Uh, did you take your pills?

Now what is that got to do with it?

Sometimes that medication can cause nightmares

particularly if you're already upset.

I was not dreaming, Angela.

Well, we were discussing money matters yesterday, and it's..

You could've been very concerned about the contents of your safe.

That safe is more rickety than I am.

I don't keep anything in it.

- Nothing? - No.

My jewelry is upstairs in my bedroom.

And your cash?

It's in my safety deposit box at the bank.

It's been there ever since my husband died.

Oh, I only take a little bit out

from time to time when I need it.

Well, if it would make you feel any better I'll call the police.

What are you trying to do? Humor me?

You know better than that.

It just seems a little strange, because nothing's been disturbed

and nothing has been stolen.

In other words, I'm just a dotty old woman, is that it?

Not at all. Dreams can be very realistic at times.

[sighs]

Maybe I should call the police.

Just leave the telephone alone.

They'd just start asking me questions

making me feel like an idiot.

Mrs. Whittaker, you seem so concerned about your money.

Why don't you just do something about it once and for all?

You're right.

I'd better invest it. I, I can't just leave it in the bank

and I wouldn't dare bring it back here.

I'd better call that Mr. Ruglo.

But, uh, you don't even know the man.

Well, you call him tomorrow morning.

Tell him I'd like to see him as soon as possible.

[sighs] Goodnight, dear.

You want me to go up with you?

No, I can manage myself.

- Goodnight, Mrs. Whittaker. - Goodnight.

[instrumental music]

Hi.

May I be of help?

I hope so.

My name is Colby. I'm with the FBI.

Sounds like trouble.

Uh, does this young women

look familiar to you?

Well, I m-might have seen her some place.

She may have been wearing a nurse's uniform.

Any help?

Tsk, I don't know.

It's so hard to tell from a picture.

Well, picture her wearing glasses.

Her hair darker.

Her hair lighter?

No, I'm afraid not.

I'm not even sure she's the one I'm thinking of.

Well, I'm gonna leave this with you and, uh..

If you see her again or even think that you've seen her

please, uh, contact us in our office.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you.

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[telephone ringing]

Oh, it's Mr. Ruglo. Right on time.

[Irene] 'Hello, Mr. Ruglo.'

'Mrs. Whittaker is right in here.'

Mrs. Whittaker...Mr. Ruglo.

I'm delighted, Mrs. Whittaker.

Your son John has told me so much about you.

You're much younger than John, aren't you?

- Well, I-- - You went to college together?

- Didn't you? - Well, yes, of course.

Actually, John was a couple of years ahead of me.

Miss Reese told me over phone that you're finally ready to

explore some of those avenues of investment.

Do me a favor, Mr. Ruglo.

Spare me all the impossible financial jargon.

I, I just want to put my money

where it will be safe and profitable.

Well, that's understandable, of course.

How much money are you prepared to invest?

Well, I have $60,000 in cash.

[clears throat]

Is it, uh, immediately available?

It's in my safety deposit box in the bank in Boulder.

Boulder?

Yes, my husband and I lived there for many years.

- It's a lovely town. - Oh, yes it is.

Well, now, here is the one program that your son

and I have, uh, worked out that we find most sensible.

It involves some mutuals, tax-free bonds

'some, uh, blue chip commons'

'amounting to a total investment'

'of roughly $58,000 at the CREN Market.'

Oh, my goodness. That's practically all my savings.

I think Mrs. Whittaker might start in a smaller investment

'say five or ten thousand dollars.'

Always running out of yarn.

Angela's right. If anything went wrong, I'd be destitute.

Uh, Mrs. Whittaker, I can offer you a hundred different

investment programs, but under your present circumstances

this is the only one that I could possibly guarantee.

And remember it is the one approved by your son.

- Now, let me explain it to you. - Angela..

I think I'll get some fresh coffee.

Mrs. Whittaker, if I let you buy any less than this

than I would be violating the trust placed in me by your son

and my own conscience.

- Now let me explain it. - No, no.

I believe you, Mr. Ruglo.

If you think it's best for me.

I promise you, you won't be sorry.

Now, then, we'll need a power of attorney

so that I can make the purchases in your name.

There it is.

And I'll need your signature right there.

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I'll have to finalize the transaction tomorrow.

But we'll need the cash.

And Angela will drive to Boulder tomorrow

get the money out of the bank.

I'll be happy to drive you.

Don't you think the trip will be a little hard

on you, Mrs. Whittaker?

No. Nonsense. If I get tired we'll stop off at a motel.

This will be that vacation we wanted.

I haven't been away from the house for ages.

Well, then I'll get, uh, your medication

prepared for the trip then.

See what you've done to me.

You've made me into an uninhibited extrovert.

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That girl is a joy.

Just a few days, she's changed my entire life.

[instrumental music]

- Good morning. - Hi. May I help you?

Yes, I'd like to match some yarn. I saved the label.

Something the matter?

Well, no. No, I, I just thought you looked familiar.

Uh, and did you buy this yarn here?

Yes, a few days ago.

Uh, try the counter over there. S-second from the end.

Thank you.

[intense music]

Uh, find it alright?

Yes, I did. Thank you.

Mm-hmm. Yarn number.

- Uh, two be enough? - Yes, thank you.

Would you like to open an account, miss..

Uh, no, thank you. Not right now.

It won't take long. All we need is your name, address.

Well, I have some shopping to do. Uh, later, uh, maybe.

That will be 204 with tax.

Uh, you can stop in later if you'd like.

We'll open that account.

Thank you very much.

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Yes, I'd like to talk to the agent in charge.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

The druggist said that she picked up some prescription

for Mrs. Sarah Whittaker.



That's just a few blocks from here.

Over that way.

Thank you.

[instrumental music]

We appreciate your driving us, Mr. Ruglo.

But don't go so fast.

We have a lot to do today, Mrs. Whittaker.

And I want to be alive when we do it.

Please go slower.

Mr. Ruglo, please slow down.

It wouldn't be very good to be stopped by the police.

Thank you. That's much better.

I don't get out in the country much these days.

I want to enjoy every single minute of it.

[intense music]

[bell rings]

[knocks]

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I don't think there's anybody home.

Maybe the neighbors know something.

No matter how old I get

I'll never tire of looking at those mountains.

Aren't they beautiful, Angela?

Very beautiful.

It's so good to see them again.

To breathe this fresh air.

[inhales] I'm very grateful to both of you.

It's no trouble at all, Mrs. Whittaker.

As for you, Angela..

...I'm a different person since you came to be with me.

I wish there was some way that I could reciprocate.

That isn't necessary.

You know I wish there was some way that I could tell you

show you how much I appreciate what you've done for me, I..

I..

Please don't say anymore.

[instrumental music]

Why, Angela, you're crying.

Oh, no, of course not.

What is it?

Is something wrong?

Nothing at all.

I can, uh, roll down the window

if it's getting too warm for you, Miss Reese.

They left in a yellow Fordor with a black top.

The driver fits Beaumont's description.

She have any idea where they were headed?

No, but Mrs. Whittaker's only son works for Global Airlines

in London. Let's see if we can reach him.

[dramatic music]

Alright, hold please.

Liaison representative, London. Whittaker's with him.

Hello, John.

Uh, John, I don't want to alarm Mr. Whittaker

but his mother may be in the hands of a confidence team.

Yes, uh, uh, does he know if she keeps

any valuable possessions at home?

I see. And where did she do her banking?

Well, which bank in Boulder, does he know?

Uh, uh, John, that's alright. We'll find it.

Uh, tell him we'll let him know as soon as we have some news.

B-bye.

Kendall, I want you to start canvassing

every bank in Boulder.

Find out which one she uses and ask him to notify us

of any action on her account.

And, uh, order us a helicopter.

Right, inspector.

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[music continues]

Just think, Angela

if these stocks I'm buying

bring in high dividends we might go to Hawaii.

- What do you say? - Mrs. Whittaker, I don't know--

Now, right this way, Mrs. Whittaker.

[intense music]

That's right, sir, Whittaker.

We'd like to know if she has any kind of account with your bank.

Alright, thanks.

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W-H-I-T-T-A-K-E-R.

Oh, hold on, Mr. Lisbon

I'll have to check with our book-keeper.

How do you feel, Mrs. Whittaker?

Uh, $58,000 lighter.

Uh, would you like to go straight home

or would you like to stop in a motel and rest first?

I think, uh, you should rest, Mrs. Whittaker.

We'll find a nice, quiet motel where you can get some lunch

and have a little sleep. Okay?

Mr. Lisbon, Sarah Whittaker does not have a regular account here

but she's kept a safety deposit box for many years.

Oh, has she been in to use it in the past day or so?

Hold on, I'll check.

[intense music]

Edith, call communications and have them

contact Inspector Erskine in the helicopter.

Mrs. Whittaker. W..

[helicopter whirring]

[dramatic music]

You know, Mr. Ruglo, this isn't really necessary.

I-I don't feel a bit tired.

Mrs. Whittaker, it's quite alright.

I'm sure Mr. Ruglo wouldn't do anything

that wasn't the best for you.

Oh, well..

[music continues]

Just missed them, inspector, they drove off

about 15 minutes ago.

Did you get a look at the car?

Yes, it's a cream colored 1970 sedan with a black top.

License number?

Oh, I managed to glimpse the first few digits.

Uh...H-X-2 I believe.

You have any idea where they were going?

Guard heard them say something about a motel.

Hm. Mind if I use your phone?

- Mind if I use your phone? - Help yourself.

[instrumental music]

[birds chirping]

[indistinct chatter]

- Is she asleep? - Probably.

She's much more tired than she'd like to admit.

- Uh, give me the key. - What for?

Oh, Carl, you have all the money she has. What more do you want?

That old guy in Phoenix lived.

I'm not gonna make the same mistake with this one.

Oh, oh, Carl, Carl, we could be on a plane

and be miles away by the time she woke up.

How come you like her so much, hm?

I liked 'em all, Carl.

And at first I knew what we were doing

we weren't hurting anybody.

Oh, come on.

They're just like little babies, they trusted me and..

They didn't have anybody to take care of 'em.

[indistinct chatter]

Carl, please don't hurt that old lady.

Okay.

Where're you goin'?

To make a plane reservation, we're gonna get the first flight

outta here, alright?

Well. Oh, what about Mrs. Whittaker?

Well, if it'll make you happy

we'll just let her sleep, alright?

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[car engine revving]

[man on radio] 'DN31.'

DN31, go ahead.

'Inspector, in response to our telephone canvass'

'the Summit Motel on East 11 Street says'

'the party just registered there in a yellow Fordor.'

'License number H-X-2-8-9-0.'

'They're in room 1-6-0.'

Right. Have the other units join us there.

'10-4.'

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[tires screeching]

[car engine revving]

What is it, Mr. Ruglo?

What are you..

Carl! Don't!

- No. - Get outta here!

- Oh. - Help!

You can't do this to her! You can't!

Help, somebody! Somebody, help!

FBI, Beaumont, you're under..

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[g*nsh*t]

[g*nshots]

[g*nshots]

Mrs. Whittaker, are you alright?

Yes, but, help this poor child, inspector.

[sobbing]

[instrumental music]

[doorbell ringing]

- Uh, is Mrs. Whittaker in? - 'Come in, inspector.'

Nice to see you, gentlemen.

Well, we're leaving today, Mrs. Whittaker.

We just came to say goodbye.

Oh, I do appreciate that. I'll see you at Angela's trial.

Oh, yes.

Foolish girl, Angela.

She has a fine gift for life.

Making you feel and enjoy it.

That's a rare talent.

I gather you've decided to overlook her other talents.

Well, what else can I do? After all, she saved my life.

I hope the jury appreciates that.

You'll have a chance to tell the court how you feel.

She did something else for me.

She made me feel young again.

Yes, Ms. Sorenson.

Oh, take that fool chair out of here.

It just depresses me.

You gentlemen will excuse me.

It's time for my...bubble bath.

[chuckling]

[Marvin Miller] Carl S. Beaumont and Irene Galloway were tried

and found guilty of conspiracy to transport stolen property

in interstate commerce.

Carl Beaumont was sentenced to a federal penitentiary

and is awaiting trial in state court

for attempted m*rder.

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