All language subtitles for The Untouchables - S04E06 (Bird in the Hand)_000

(theme music plays)

WALTER WINCHELL:
Bonnie Street, Chicago, 1929.

A street made to order

for killing.

Tonight, December 12,
was the climax

of a plan.

The man behind it, Arnie Kurtz.

(gunfire)

(crashing)

ANNOUNCER:

"Bird in the Hand."

Starring Robert Stack
as Eliot Ness.

Co-starring Herschel Bernardi,

Carroll O'Connor,

and Nan Martin.

With special guest star
Dane Clark.

And narrated
by Walter Winchell.

WINCHELL:
10:35 p.m.,

a few minutes after
the killing on Bonnie Street.

While Arnie Kurtz
established an alibi

at a flossy club
on Chicago's north side,

his wife took a cab
to Brownwood Avenue.

Stella! Your husband
let you out this late?

Why not?

(birds chirping)

So I don't win any medals
for keeping house.

Oh, Benno, you need someone.

You've always needed someone.

Why? I got you.

(birds chirping)

Hey, Stella, look
at the new bird I got.

Female. Old Willie
was getting lonesome.

-(whistles)
- (bird chirps)

Come Saturday nights,
I couldn't keep him in.

Benno, listen,
you're going to Washington.

-Washington? -Arnie has
to send some money down,

a hundred grand,
and he wants you to take it.

Not me.

Now, don't get a stiff neck.

You owe him, Benno.

He sends you half
your business in here.

Why? 'Cause you keep
twisting his arm.

Because you're my brother,
because I worry about you.

Well, this time you're wrong;
I didn't say one word.

Arnie thought this up himself.

I'll bet. Heh.

He needs a big dumbo like me.

Stop saying that!

You're not dumb.

You just need somebody
to push you, that's all.

Aw, come on, Benno.

It's so easy.

Three or four days.

I don't know,
I ain't been feeling so sharp.

Well, a little change'll
do you good.

Just walk out,
just lock up and go, huh?

Sure. Just hang
a sign on the door:

"Closed for funeral.”

Yeah, well, three, four days--
who's gonna feed the birds?

Me. I'll take them home tonight.

Benno, do you remember
when Mama died?

Do you remember
what she said to you?

"Don't throw away
your life like Papa.

"Be somebody.

Try.”

Be somebody, Benno.

Means a lot to you,
don't it, Stella?

A lot.

What's the difference?

You won't do what I ask.

Did you hear me say I wouldn't?

(Stella laughs)

You're gonna take the birds,
I better put in fresh paper.

-(Stella laughs)
-I don't want them complaining

I don't keep a clean house.

Another score
for Kurtz, you think?

-I wish I could prove it.
-He's sure coming up fast.

Too fast.

ROSSI:
Eliot? Excuse me.

Got a bonus for you.

Over here.

One side, please.

Ring any bells?

Not for me.

His name is McCurry.

I found this in his wallet.

His license...

New York.

Kurtz brought a gun
all the way from New York?

That's what I mean--
it's too much too fast.

Eight years he's been around,
eight years a runner,

a legman, a nobody.

Bingo, he's playing
for the whole south side.

It doesn't make sense;
he's not the type.

Unless he's hooked in
with somebody big.

Who?

Yeah.

(train whistle blowing)

(knocking)

(knocking)

Change your mind, sir?
Like your berth made up?

Uh... I guess so.

All right, sir.

Hey. You gonna keep this place
so hot all night?

I didn't notice it was hot, sir.

I'll check.
Might be cooler

if you'd wait
in the observation car.

Yeah. That's...
that's a good idea.

You can leave that here.

No. No, it's all right.

I got... I got
a hundred grand in here.

You know what I mean?

Oh, sure, sure.

(panting)

It's hot in here.

(whistle blowing)

WINCHELL: Hoping to trace
the man behind Kurtz,

the Untouchables
put a tap on his private phone.

Rossman and Youngfellow dug in

to wait in the cellar
of the swank Lakeview Hotel,

where the mobster

and his wife were
permanent guests.

The lobby was also
put under surveillance.

The watch was maintained
around the clock.

Here we are.

Here, here...

here and here.

I got it all broke up
in sections.

Everybody works
his own district.

That way you get to know
your people better.

I'll get...

If you got any problems
when it comes to collections,

Kelty here is
gonna handle 'em for you.

We'll be ready to roll
in a couple of days, so...

keep your boys where
you can grab 'em fast.

Okay, you can scram now.

I ain't had my breakfast yet.

Them lousy birds are
stinking up the whole joint.

Benno didn't call?

-What do you think?
-A train can be late.

Oh, with your brother on it,
it's got to be late.

You said he was the perfect
person for the job,

nobody would even
look at him twice.

It was your big idea,
so why don't you lay off!

What do you mean, lay off?
There's a hundred

good grand of my dough
in that bag!

Well, you worry about that.

I've had a headache all morning!

(slams box down)

Arnie, you wait and see,
he'll come through fine.

(bird chirps)

(exhales)

(bird chirps)

Redcap!

Take your bag, sir?

Your bag.

Morning paper!
Read all about it!

Paper, mister?

Hey, you all right, mister?

Taxi?

Want a taxi, mister?

Redcap? Take your bag, sir?

(several talking at once)

(voices distorting, echoing,
growing louder)

Enrico!

Give me that cap!
Give me that...

Enrico, wait for me!

(gasping breaths)

Kind of early in the day
for that.

Huh?

(panting)

Mister, you're sick.

Stay right here.

Cavanaugh. I've got
an ambulance case.

Yeah.

Yeah, on J Street,
right back of the station.

Right. I'll stay with him.

WINCHELL:
12:20 p.m.,

December 13, 1929.

An emergency telephone call
was received at number three,

B Street, southeast,
Washington, DC.

It was handled
with routine efficiency.

In this building,
most calls were emergency.

(phone rings)

The call was taken
by Dr. Victor Garr,

title: Associate
Surgeon General,

United States
Public Health Service.

Where?

What time?

Home address?

No, no, no, we'll
check it out ourselves.

Dan, would you come in here?

(door opens)

Daniel Gifford, MD.

Harvard Medical School,

by way of
the Philadelphia mainline.

He had been Garr's assistant

for almost three years.

I drag you away from something?

I'm up to my ears
with these new PH-12 forms

for the Federal prisons.

As if we didn't
have enough already.

Well, you wanted
to be a public servant.

Just got another
suspected psittacosis.

-Where? -J Street,
right near the Union Station.

Here in Washington?

Maybe that'll shake up
the boys on the Hill.

Male, Caucasian,
aged 42 estimated.

Estimated?

Passed out on the street.

The cops sent him,
he hasn't come around yet.

Name and address?

That's the rough part.

No name or address.

What, no cards
or identification?

Nothing.

That's all we had.

Now, we sure as blazes
better get more.

Dan, I'll be in emergency.

Right.

Now for the last time,

you're sure you have
no one sick here?

And you have no birds?

Parrots, parakeets, canaries?

Some bird can make you
very sick.

-(muttering)
-We don't have any birds.

Do you know anyone in the
neighborhood who keeps birds?

-No. -No. -(muttering)

Well, if you hear of anyone,
would you tell the policemen?

(muttering)

Thank you.

(children yelling)

Hey, Doc?

Find anything?

No, not yet.

Look, I'm around here
all the time.

-If something shows up...
-Thanks.

GIRL:
You'll never find me.

BOY: Tina?

Tina?

Tina, where are you?

(weakly):
Be a somebody.

Try... Try...

Don't credit me, Doctor.

Chief makes your bulletins
required reading.

Almost classic.

Elevated temperature, chills.

-You do a fluoroscopic?
-Yes, sir.

That's what put me on to it.

Inflammation but no congestion.

Rules out pneumonia.

-Leukocyte count?
-It's abnormal.

-Epistaxis?
-Intermittent

with considerable loss
of blood at first.

And then, the delirium.

I'll need a blood sample.

I'll set it up.

It's all right.

You're in the hospital.

You're sick,
but we'll fix you up in no time.

Now, just a few questions.

We think you've got a disease
that's carried by birds.

Have you had
any recent contact with birds?

Parrots, lovebirds, parakeets?

Parakeets?

Where are they now?

What's your name?

Where do you live?

Jay Street?
Do you live on Jay Street?

Well, where?

You didn't come
from the station.

You didn't have any bag.

Now, try to remember.

What were you doing on Jay...

Hey!

Let's get him in the bed.

Easy.

(panting)

Now look,
maybe you don't understand,

but this fever is dangerous.

Anyone who touches
those birds could die.

Anyone who's even near them.

(panting)

You could be saving
somebody's life.

Maybe a lot of lives.

Now please,

tell us where can
we pick up those birds?

St... Stella.

Stella who?

Where can I find her?

Chicago.

Where?

What address?

Hotel.

What hotel?

Kurtz.

Ste... Stella Kurtz.

S-Stella Kurtz.

Kurtz, Kurtz.

He's pretty weak.

He won't be talking for a while.

Well, you've got the name.

Now you better get the address.

Chicago?

There's an afternoon plane.

What made him take off
like that?

I was asking about Jay Street.

You dig up anything over there?

Not a thing.

Hey, look.

Gonna need something.

Get that nail.

Wow.

WINCHELL:
By 3:45 that afternoon,

Dr. Dan Gifford was
on his way to Chicago.

On arrival,
he began a systematic check

of all hotels
in the classified directory.

He had one lead,
a guest named Stella Kurtz.

Right, Arnie, all right.

Yeah, all right, all right.

All I know is
I'm standing on one foot,

and all you do
is make excuses for him.

Benno doesn't need excuses.

Well, why don't he call me then?

If I felt better,
I'd tell you where to...

(phone ringing)

You wanted him to call you.

Why don't you talk to him?

Jack, Washington, long-distance.

Eliot, he's on.

Careful now,
I'm gonna cut you in.

Yeah, yeah, this is Mr. Kurtz.

Sure, I'll wait.

Hello?

Hello, Arnie?

Oh, it's you, uh...

I thought it was
the guy that, uh...

Everything's all right,
isn't it? You got it?

Where am I calling from, Arnie?

From Washington.

If I got it, would I still be
in this lousy town?

If I got it, wouldn't I be back
in New York by now, huh?

Well, uh, listen, I-l sent it
down to you last night

on the train.

You know the way
I operate, Arnie.

You've been around long enough.

It don't look good.

Sets a bad example.

The first payment
and you try to cop out.

Oh, no, no, no. no,
wait a minute, wait a minute.

I ain't copping out
or anything like that.

I mean, you know, I, uh...

Uh, something just must have
went wrong, that's all, but...

Uh, I tell you, I'll fix it.

I'll take the loss,

and, uh, I'll make
a new payment.

I'll bring it down myself.

And stick your neck out?

What about the feds?

Oh, no, no, no,
don't worry about them.

The way I come, I'll have them
running around in circles.

But, uh...

Give me another couple
of days is all.

A couple of days?

I'll wait for you, Arnie.

Got any names?

(sighs)
It's too early for Christmas.

No question about it, though.

Somebody's calling the shots.

Yeah, all we have to do
is find them.

All we have to do is stay
with Kurtz.

I can take a hint.

What time are you
taking over for Lee?

9:00.

Rico?

Don't lose him.

I should have known
your brother.

I should have known
he'd louse it up.

He didn't louse it up.

You-You'll hear from him.

Sure, he'll send me a picture
postcard from the White House.

All I know is what the man said
on the phone.

Benno didn't show
with the dough!

Well, maybe something
scared him off.

-Maybe he's playing it smart.
-Smart?

What do you mean? He couldn't
even make change of a nickel,

-that guy.
-Shut up, Arnie.

-Smart.
-I said shut up.

Don't tell me to shut up.

That's the last time
you ever touch me.

Now, wait a minute.

Hey.

If you're going, take them
stinking birds with you.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

ANNOUNCER:
Now, back to The Untouchables.

WINCHELL: Arnie Kurtz
had guaranteed his partner

that he would not be followed
to Washington.

To make sure,
he had laid out a route

that would take him
through several large cities.

He planned to leave the hotel
at 9:35.

Dr. Gifford reached the lobby
at 9:16.

I phoned from the airport
about Stella Kurtz.

Might be better
if you didn't announce me.

I'm sure Mrs. Kurtz
will understand.

Mind if I ask why?

Mind if I say
it's none of your business?

You can say it,
but you'd be wrong.

Sorry.

Dr. Gifford, Public
Health Service, Washington.

If you still want
to ask about...

Mrs. Kurtz? Yes, I'd like to.

Well, maybe you've read about
psittacosis, parrot fever.

We think she may have
some birds that are infected.

And if she has?

We don't know too much about it.

Dispose of the birds,
quarantine the apartment.

Nobody comes or goes?

For two weeks.

Does that include
her husband, too?

That's right.

Wait a minute.

I can't let you
go up there, Doctor.

Well, I'm afraid you'll have to.

Look, something I must tell you,

but it has to be in confidence.

Stella Kurtz's husband
is mixed up in the rackets,

and he's planning a move.

We've got him staked out.

If you pin him down now,
we're dead.

I'm sorry, I've got a job to do.

I've got a job, too.

Well, you better learn where
it starts and where it ends.

You try to keep me
from going up there,

I'll get a federal judge
out of bed

and slap you with a nice,
fat court order.

Excuse me.

Outside line, please.

Yeah?

Mr. Kurtz, I'm from
the Public Health Service.

Will you let me in, please?

You're what?

You have some birds in there

that we believe are diseased;
I'd like to have a look at them.

Go on, beat it.
We got no birds in here.

It's for your own protection,
Mr. Kurtz.

If your birds are infected,

the worst that can happen
is a short quarantine.

Quarantine?

Why take a chance
with your life?

Mr. Kurtz?

Come on, open up.

Mr. Kurtz?

Get in.

Dr. Dan Gifford,
Eliot Ness.

Where's Kurtz?

He got away.
He want down the fire escape.

Look, Mr. Ness,
I had a job to do.

I had to pick up
those parakeets.

Did you find any parakeets?

He must have taken them
with him.

Not him. His wife.

She went through the lobby
a while ago with the cage.

-I asked you to wait.
-(buzzer sounding)

(clack, whirr of elevator)

You did a bang-up job,
all right.

You lost Kurtz for us
and Mrs. Kurtz for yourself.

I'll find her.

If those birds are diseased,
you can lay odds, I'll find her.

Quote me some odds
on finding Kurtz?

I'll find him, too,
if he's been infected.

He's picked up the fever?

I think it's possible.

-Probable?
-I said, possible.

You didn't come all the way
to Chicago on a hunch.

No, on a tip
from a man who has the fever.

Who is he?
What's his name?

I don't know.

From Chicago?

I don't know.

What's he to Kurtz?

I don't know.

You don't seem to know
very much, do you?

-(buzzer sounds)
-Look, I've got troubles enough.

If you're so interested
in the man,

why don't you go talk to him?

-Go back to Washington and talk
to him. -(buzzer sounds)

Maybe I will.

WINCHELL:
Hoping to trace the parakeets

before they spread
their infection,

Dr. Gifford alerted
the local health authority.

He got unexpectedly
fast results.

At 10:00 the following morning,

he was called
to Cook County Hospital.

When was he brought in?

Night before last.

We didn't get a diagnosis
till this morning.

Is it all right if I ask him
some questions, Doctor?

I think so.

How you doing?

Not so good, Doc.

Oh, your temperature's
coming down.

You'll be feeling better
real soon.

You, uh, call me if you need me.

I thank you, Doctor.

We think you've picked up
something called psittacosis.

Parrot fever.

It's carried by birds.
Do you have any birds?

Any friends with birds?

Have you ever been
to the Lakeview Hotel?

(exhales heavily)

No.

Oh. Three strikes,
and I'm just starting.

Let's begin with the day
you got sick and work back.

Where you went, what you did,
everything you can remember.

All right?

I'll try.

Fine. Now, Tuesday, December 12.

You got up, you got dressed,
you had breakfast,

and you went to work. How?

On the I.

Stopped to buy a paper,
cigarettes, anything?

Where do you work?

Union Parcel Service.

Parcel service?

Yeah. I make deliveries.

Drive a truck.

You cover a lot of ground,

make a lot of stops.

Doc...

they give me route sheets.

Maybe the office
has still got 'em.

What's the number?

Mohawk... three...

two, seven, one.

Three, two, seven, one.

Union Parcel Service.

This is Cook County Hospital.

(siren blaring,
tires squealing)

WINCHELL:
Less than three hours later,

the hospital had its second
parrot fever case

sent in by a doctor
on the swank north side.

But again, intensive
questioning yielded no clues.

Neither patient
had ever seen the other.

They came from different parts
of the city.

They had never had
the remotest contact.

Thanks. You get some rest.

I'll look in on you later.

Doctor?

(laughs)
It's ironic.

I've always detested birds.

-Oh.
-Sorry, Doctor.

Any leads?

Negative. I'd hoped
that something

in these route sheets
would give me a clue.

If I could just place him
in one spot

that truck man had made
a delivery.

You'd think they came
from different planets.

-Yeah.
-(phone ringing)

Isolation. Dr. Hasker.

Yes. Please.

Admitting. They just brought
another one in.

WINCHELL:
The Untouchables had taken

the night train to Washington,
hoping to apprehend Arnie Kurtz

and his big-time
Eastern Partner,

but Kurtz had disappeared
into thin air.

They had only one slim line
to follow.

I'm sorry, Mr. Ness,
but he's much too sick.

Five minutes.

Wish I could.
Took a bad turn last night.

We're not just visiting
lodge brothers, Doctor.

Wouldn't much matter
who you are.

Be too rough on him
and too dangerous for you.

Look, I just want
to ask him a few questions.

And I just want you to wait
until he's better.

Dr. Garr, I'm after a man
named Arnie Kurtz.

He's mixed up with one of
the top racketeers in the east.

It's quite possible your patient
could help us grab both.

Well, you have your problems,
I've got my own.

Maybe this is yours, too.

Suppose Kurtz is walking around
with the fever right now,

spreading it all over
your beautiful city.

You have no proof of that.

He was exposed, Doctor,
at close range.

You figure it out.

It's not that easy.

It's hard to see the pattern,
Mr. Ness.

One man handles a sick bird,
and nothing.

Someone else just passes
down the hall.

We had a janitor--
he wasn't even in the room...

I'll take my chances.

No, sir. You can be brave,
but I won't let you be foolish.

(Ness sighs)

It must be something they teach
all doctors in college.

How to be stubborn
in one easy semester.

GARR:
Ness?

You might leave
your phone number

with the switchboard operator.

If there's any change,
I'll call you.

Thanks.

Helen... you sure you haven't
heard from Dr. Gifford yet?

Please, as soon as you do.

And you went straight home
and went to sleep?

You didn't see anyone?

See?

Sometimes when I'm asleep,

I see all kinds of people.

Know what I mean?

Yeah, I know what you mean.

All right,
that was last Tuesday.

Now, the day before that,
Monday.

Monday?

Let's take it from the top.

Oh, Monday.

Oh, sure. Monday.

I was home all day.

Sure, that's... that's the day
I got my stick.

Your stick?

Clarinet.

I got a real good lip.

I took it home, and I played.

I played all day.

It was like old times.

Where did you get it?

You don't just get it, Doc.

You wait for it a long time.

You walk by, and you look at it
in the window.

What window?

Oh, this pawnshop
just around the corner.

Took a lot of saving.

Lot of doing without.

Know what I mean?

Doctor, those route sheets.

These over here.

Of course.

Almost positive he made
a delivery to a pawnshop.

Do you remember a pawnshop?

-Well, I can't really say.
-I remember now.

I wondered at the time,
what do you deliver

to a pawnshop,
and it was shoes.

A pair of shoes...

That pawnshop--
what's the address?

(sighs)
I don't know, Doc.

Over on Brownwood.

Doctor?

Fisk pawnshop.
1420 Brownwood Avenue.

What about him?

Some more questions.

You said you'd never been
to any of these places.

And you have
to assume scientific doubt

and check them all again.

Not all. Just one.

A pawnshop on Brownwood Avenue.

When were you there?

I didn't say I was there.

I'm saying it.

Would it be... confidential?

Doctor and patient?

Doctor and patient.

I was there.

Last week.

Why?

I thought no one would know me
on that side of town.

I lost some money at the club.

A rather large amount.

I had some diamond cufflinks.

A present from my wife.

(chuckles)

I never liked them anyway.

(tires squealing)

(horn honking)

(alarm sounding)

Anybody here?

Mr. Kurtz?

Operator, I want to call
Washington, D.C.

Dr. Garr.

Yes.

Can't you read?

"No admittance.”

I'm sorry, but I've had it
up to here today.

Then that bullheaded doc
in Emergency...

-Emergency? -Yeah, he said
I'd have to get your permission.

For what?

Look, I'm the one
who sent that sick guy in

from J Street
back at the station.

Then somebody finds
this little bag

right directly
where I picked him up.

Lieutenant says,
"Go see if it's his.”

The man's sick,
he might not live.

Now, why worry
about a crummy little bag?

It had $100,000 in it.

Helen, Mr. Ness left his number.

Get hold of him.

WINCHELL: Arnie Kurtz
arrived in Washington

late the following morning.

It was Friday,
the last of his two-day space.

(phone rings)

Yes.

Hello, this is Arnie,
I just got in.

You took your own sweet time.

Yeah, I know, I gave 'em the
runaround and came by St. Louis.

Anybody see you leave there?

No, no, no, nobody.

Uh, I got it with me.

Where do you want delivery?

I'll call you.

You'll what?

I'll call you.

Where are you staying?

I'll be at the Maybrook.

Ask for Albert Krim, K-R-I-M.

You sure nobody tailed you
down here?

Yeah, sure, I'm sure, nobody.

Listen...

(knocking)

All right, all right,
take it easy, will you, lady?

This is Mr. Ness;
he's from Chicago.

You're Benno Fisk.

You own a pawnshop in Chicago.

What's this Stella Kurtz to you?

My sister.

You find her?

You find the birds?

We found her
and we found the birds.

She all right?

I asked, is she all right?

So say it.

It ain't so hard,
it's just a couple of words.

Say it.

I wish we could.

I'm sorry, you know how hard
this thing can hit.

I told you, you should have
got there quicker.

I told you, you should have
checked the hotel!

She wasn't at the hotel.

Where?

Your place.

She was waiting for you.

Arnie-- must have been
on account of Arnie.

Why?

He hated the birds.

Couldn't stand them around.

Why?

'Cause he needed you
to deliver this?

Wasn't that it?

Let your sister keep the birds

so you could play errand boy
for Arnie Kurtz.

Was his idea-- the whole thing.

You can pay him off.

Unless Kurtz means more to you
than your own sister.

Nothing--
he don't mean nothing to me.

Then hit him, Benno,
for her sake hit him.

You're scared of him.

He can't hurt you.

Put him where he'll never hurt
anyone again.

We know there was money
in that bag-- $100,000.

Who was it for?

I don't know.

You were supposed to deliver it.

The bus station... locker.

Pick up something else.

What?

I don't know.

A bag.

I ain't much help.

More than you know.

We'll get him, Benno.

First job I ever did for him.

Honest.

Stella kept saying,
"Be somebody.”

That's all she wanted.

Me to be somebody.

You're somebody.

(door closes)

♪♪

ANNOUNCER (over radio):
The situation is being

closely watched
by the Public Health Service.

It is now definitely established
that the victim Benno Fisk

contracted the fever
before leaving Chicago.

At this point there is
no way of determining

how many other visitors
from that city

may already be infected.

If you have been
in Chicago recently

and have had any close contact
with birds...

(turns radio off)

...see your physician

or get in touch
with the Public Health Service.

Last time I looked,
you were in Chicago.

We're shorthanded;
he took the night train back.

He told me you found the birds.

Nice going.

We got lucky.

We could use some of the same.

No word on Kurtz?

Not a whisper.

Unless you've got something.

Not yet, but I'm used to it.

In my business
you learn to wait.

And in mine.

Would you like some coffee?

Thanks.

Did you get
that stuff distributed?

Every hotel in town.

That's a...
nice job of printing.

Hey, you got a doctor
in this hotel?

(phone rings)

Garr.

Yes, Doctor.

Yes.
Yes.

Yes, I've got it.

Yes, thanks a lot.

The house physician
at the Maybrook--

he thinks it might be your man.

He's registered as Albert Krim,
room 907.

Can he hold him?

He thought,
for possibly 20 minutes.

Made him strip to the buff.

-WINCHELL: Kurtz left the hotel
at 11:30. -(whistles)

The doctor had given him
a clean bill of health,

but something else
had made him feel even better--

the Big Man had called
and had given him the word.

Arnie Kurtz was on his way.

Yeah.

Always wanted to see
this Lincoln thing.

Here you are, buddy.

You keep the difference.

♪♪

ARNIE:
Tough climb up here.

THE MAN:
Real tough.

Worth it, though.

ARNIE: Yeah, I wouldn't miss it
for anything.

You got everything in here?

Everything--
names, addresses, the works.

Distilleries,
warehouses, contacts.

Everything you'll need
for the whole territory.

I'll keep in touch with you.

-Don't move.
-What is this?

All right, Kurtz, move

before he runs out of charity.

Come on.

WINCHELL: That was the end
of Arnie Kurtz.

A few weeks later,
on January 24,

President Hoover issued
Executive Order number 5264,

regulating the importation
of all birds

subject to Parrot Fever.

According to Dr. Victor Garr,

Benno's case figured largely
in the evidence submitted.

Benno Fisk had become
a somebody.