All language subtitles for Outside.the.Law.1956

(dramatic music)

(engine rumbling)

- Hey, Craven.

Got a life?

No duty tonight?

- No.

- Wanna grab a beer?

- Sorry, not tonight, Johnny.

- Got something better?

- Gotta be.

See you in the morning, kid.

(somber music)

- Do you see OD?

- I have it, Craven.

(gun firing)

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(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Salo?

- Yeah?

- My name's Saxon,

there's a car out there.

(dramatic music)

- Yes?

- Mr. Saxon's back, Gordon.

- Send him in.

- Morning, what?

- Morning, Saxon.

- Good to see you.

- How are you, Warden?

- Fine, thank you, just fine.

You've been hearing a

lot about you, Johnny.

Purple art, bronze star.

You can be proud.

- I'm proud.

Look, Warden, my parole

said I didn't have to come back

until my tour of duty was up.

Now that's another year, isn't it?

- Sit down, Johnny.

- The state didn't bring you back.

The government did.

- What for?

- There was a corporal in your company

named Harry Craven.

- What do you know about him?

- He's dead.

- Shot to death by a

person of persons unknown,

January 6th, 1946.

What do you know about

his personal activities?

- I mean, how did he spend his time?

- I don't know.

- You know nothing other

than the fact that he's dead.

- That's right.

- You were here in prison together,

then paroled into the same outfit.

You slept in the same barracks.

- But we just bunked together.

I didn't ask him a lot of questions.

I don't know anything about him.

- You're not under arrest, Salvo.

We need your help.

- What kind of help?

I said I don't know

anything about Harry Craven.

Take a look at this bill.

- Now what about it?

- It's the most

perfectly reproduced counterfeit

we've ever seen.

Just a few short

months after Craven's death,

these bills that are

popping up all over Europe.

- What's that got to do with me?

- Harry Craven was

formerly a counterfeiter.

We feel sure that he's mixed up

in this operation somewhere.

We have an idea that you

might help us find any others.

- You want me to be a Treasury agent?

- You'll be a special

employee of the Secret Service.

- Your Army record

cinches your parole, Johnny,

but this is different.

You've got a chance to

wipe the books clean.

No record, no past.

- If you cooperate,

it means a full pardon,

and most important,

reinstated complete citizenship.

- Okay, what do I do?

- I wasn't, boy.

- Alec?

- Sorry, I'm late.

- Okay, Mr. Conrad.

- Hello, Johnny.

- You can forget the whole deal.

- I think I can fill in the details.

- We'll wait for you outside, Alec.

- Now, Johnny, you're looking good.

All those ribbons, Staff Sergeant.

You've done a great job.

How much have they told you?

- I guess you didn't hear me.

I said to forget it.

- Yes, I heard you.

How much have they told you?

- Is this your case?

- I'm the agent in charge, yes.

- Well, then I wouldn't

want anything to do with it.

- You're getting us down?

- No, no, I'm turning you down.

- Come on, Johnny.

- The way you feel about me,

make it worth going through your life

with that scar marked all over you?

- Now, what are you

so concerned about now?

- I was always concerned about--

- Are you kidding?

What did I ever ask from you?

- That I ever want anything from you

except a little help

once when I was in trouble.

But that was too much for a kid

to ask from his old man, wasn't it?

You're my own father and

you put me here, didn't you?

- What kind of help do you expect?

You get drunk, smash

an old lady to pieces

with your hot rod, then start running?

It's only a matter of time.

- I forgot, you're a cop.

You'd rather help them, wouldn't you?

- Johnny, take the deal.

Clear your name.

- What do you care about my name?

- It isn't even your name anymore.

My name is John Salvo, not John Conrad.

It's my mother's name, you remember her?

- All right, make her

proud of it, clean it up.

Then you can go live like a man,

where you want to and how you want to.

All you have to do is

stomach me for a while.

- Okay, you got a deal.

But not because of you, it's for me.

- Okay, Johnny, plane leaves in 20

minutes for Los Angeles.

There's a reservation in your name

at the Fontana Hotel,

the address is in there.

You can get close when

you get to Los Angeles

and we'll meet you there.

- Johnny, I'm glad that we're going.

(door slams)

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(knocking on door)

- Salvo?

- Yeah?

- So short, Secret Service.

- Come on in.

How are you?

- Pretty good, pretty good.

- I'm sorry I wasn't at

the plane, I got tied up.

- That's okay.

- Have a nice trip?

- Not bad.

- I fly only when I have

to, I figure what's the hurry.

You ready?

- What for?

- Go downtown, I'm your escort.

- Where we going?

- The office, got a briefing.

Staff, huh?

- Purple Heart.

- I got one too.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah, Bougainville.

Buddy of mine shot a

sniper out of a tree,

landed on top of me, his gun went off

and hit me in the ankle.

They gave me the Purple Heart.

Why not, I'm entitled,

it hurt just as much.

- That's tough.

- What tough, they sent me home.

You eat ya?

- Yeah.

- Mint?

- Oh no thanks.

- I don't know, in the

Marine Corps I ate anything,

nothing bothered me.

Since I came home.

Everything sits like a hot rock.

- Listen, what's this briefing all about?

- Come on, you'll find

out when we get there.

- Don't talk, huh?

- Like a clam.

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- How long did it take, Mr. Saxon?

- Don't get it too clean,

Plop, the boys are still in here.

- Okay.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Come on in.

Be right with you.

Boys already?

- Well, they seem to be.

- Well, here we go again.

- Did Johnny get in all right?

- Yeah.

She wants us bringing him down.

- You don't think much of

this whole idea, do you?

- What do you mean?

- Talking about Johnny.

Following up on Craven.

It's an important lead.

- This case is your baby, Ali.

Been trying to bust it for a long time.

You decide what's important, not me.

- Yeah, it has been a

long time, a lot of years.

- Following leads,

checking numbers, feeling paper.

You forget there's anything else

that you got a home or a family.

Can't help it, you just forget.

- Maybe that's why I'm

still eating off a hot plate.

- One day you come home,

your wife's a stranger.

Your kid has just a big pair of eyes.

Staring at you with questions

you don't know how to answer.

And you find you're all alone.

Not even sure about what happened.

Then you get used to it.

That's the hardest part

when you get used to it.

Yeah, he was a tough kid.

His mother couldn't handle

him, got into a lot of trouble.

He's come a long way,

he'll be a big help to us.

Okay, Ali.

All right, let's go.

- Right in there.

- That's great.

- Hello, Johnny.

- All right.

- How the boys grab conceits.

- Okay, all right boys, grab a seat.

- Come on, Johnny.

- All right.

(crowd chattering)

- All right, boys, let's get settled.

All right, gentlemen.

This is it.

This is what we're looking for.

Now, this $20 note

has had quite a history.

We've been opponents for a long time.

Now, a lasting association creates

a certain amount of familiarity,

so I've come to refer to our little

friend here as Willie,

if you'll forgive the sentiment.

(laughing)

All right, Parker.

This gentleman is Willie's birthday gift.

His father was a

German named Emil Reinhardt.

All right, Parker.

His mother was a set of

hand and grave steel plates,

the most perfect ever made

outside of the U.S. Mint.

This gentleman is Willie.

It's pretty good for a phony, doesn't it?

As you'll notice, the

treasury and federal seals,

check letter, base plate number,

serial number are beautifully made.

Portrait, scroll work

is amazingly reproduced.

In most cases, the paper is 24 pound,

all rag content very close

to that used in genuine bills.

The major flaw, of course, is the absence

of colored fibers in the paper pulp.

Now, one way to recognize Willie

is through the serial number.

You'll notice it

contains Daddy's signature.

It's a letter of art for

Reinhardt, one, three, two.

Those three digits

have never been changed.

One, three, two, remember them.

All right, Parker, light.

Now Reinhardt returned

to Europe with the plates,

and they disappeared along with it.

Most of the other men

involved rounded up,

and the bill stopped appearing.

That was in 1939.

But now, gentlemen, Willie is back.

He's turning up in

England on the continent.

Very embarrassing for Uncle Sam.

Now, analytical tests for watermarks

show that the paper

comes from a west coast mill

here in the States.

Ink is also local, so we are assuming

that Willie is being printed right here

in this area and exported.

All we have to do is

find out where and by whom.

- The paper was made for the Kirby Mills,

Seattle, Washington.

According to the Mount's purchase,

we've narrowed the possibilities down

to 57 local consumers.

The list is divided into five groups.

Parker, Clinton,

Harris, Schwartz, and Reddy.

You'll each take a group.

We want to know the disposition

of every sheet of that stuff.

- All right, yeah, I

want your customs boys

to find out which of those firms

are doing an export business.

All right, that's it,

gentlemen, thank you.

- Well, they're off and running.

- Yeah, why don't you go

home and get some rest?

- Okay, I think I will.

Good night.

- Good night.

- Have a nice trip?

- Yeah, it was all right.

- Oh, no thanks.

- Well, this should give you an idea

of what we're trying to do.

- I don't see where I fit in.

- Harry Craven was married.

- How was he?

- Mrs. Craven lives here in Hollywood.

First name is Maria.

She might be the key to a

lot of doors we like to open.

That's your job.

- What am I supposed to do?

- I know you tell her

that you were her husband's

closest friend.

Pay your respect, extend your sympathy,

learn whatever you can about her, and--

- Let me know what you find out.

- Okay, all right, here's your file.

Records, personal stuff in this envelope.

You might take something of his along,

in case she doesn't think

her husband had any friends.

Anything else?

- Yeah.

- Watch yourself.

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♪ (soft music)

- Yes?

- I'm looking for Mrs. Harry Craven.

- I'm Mrs. Craven.

- I was a friend of Harry's.

- Oh, please won't you come in?

- Thank you.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- I was just about to leave, but...

- Well, perhaps I'd

better come back another time.

- Oh no, that's all right.

- I would have

called, but I couldn't find

your number in the book.

- I understand.

Mr--

- Salvo, John Salvo.

- Mr. Salvo, this is Don Casner.

Salvo was a friend of Harry's, Don.

- How do you do?

- Hi.

- Mr. Casner's a family friend.

- Well, I was hoping I'd get

a chance to talk to you alone.

- Well, Mrs. Craven just told you

I was a friend of the family.

- That's very nice.

Well, maybe another time.

- Was there anything important?

- It might be.

- I'm polite, Mr. Salvo.

- Miss Salvo, I'd like

very much to talk to you,

but for the moment, please forgive me.

I'm a little upset

over Harry and everything.

- I understand.

I'm staying at the Fontana Hotel.

Oh.

I forgot.

- I thought you might like to have this.

- That's very kind of you.

Thank you.

- It's all right.

Good night.

- Good night.

I've had this since I was 12 years old.

Harry used to like to wear it.

He said as long as he had

no religion in his soul,

it wouldn't hurt to have

a little around his neck.

- Who is this Salvo?

- I don't know.

I've never seen him before.

- Maria, you ought to be more careful.

Strange guy barges in, you

don't know anything about him.

- Donny went to a lot of trouble.

- Careful.

I worry.

- I wish you wouldn't.

- You ought to listen to me more.

It's tough trying to take care of you

when you don't do what I tell you.

- I'll get my coat.

(soft music)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah?

- Oh, hello Mrs. Craven.

Now you didn't wake me.

Well, certainly I could meet you now.

Just give me a few minutes.

Goodbye.

- I won't apologize for Don.

He's not usually disagreeable.

- You didn't have to come

all the way down here for that.

- Oh, I didn't, not entirely.

I want to know about Harry, Mr. Salvo.

- Call me Johnny.

- All right, Johnny.

- What do you want to know?

- Whatever you can tell me, really.

- Your department just

advised me that he was dead.

What was he doing, Johnny?

- You know more about that than I would.

- Why would I?

- Well, wives always know what a

husband's going to do

before he does it.

- Maybe that's true

after a very long time.

Harry and I met last March.

He was on furlough, got married in May

before he went overseas.

By January, I was a widow.

Were you and Harry close?

- We were all

- I didn't know that.

- Look, if it makes any

difference, I can get out now.

- Let's both get out.

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(gentle music)

- Nice, just amazing

how old that's built up.

You know, I used to play

down there when I was a kid

with a big empty lot.

That was quite a tomboy.

- You could've fooled me.

- I was, really.

I spent more time down

there than I did at home.

Do you have any family, Johnny?

- Well, some.

- Tell me about them.

- We're a pretty dull group.

- A large dull group

or a small dull group.

- I don't know about average.

I have an uncle who's a doctor,

cousin who's a letter carrier,

aunt who pickled the beats.

About average.

- Mother?

- She's dead.

- What about your father?

- I thought you

wanted to talk about Harry.

- Were you, were you with

him when it happened, Johnny?

- No.

- Look, do you have a job now?

Do you work?

- Mm-hmm, I have a job receptionist.

- Where?

- At an embroider's, Borman Lindsay.

Tom got it for me.

- He likes you a lot, doesn't he?

- Well, he was Harry's friend.

When I got the wire

from the water department,

he was sympathetic and understanding.

And I was very grateful.

- Being grateful can

lead to other things.

- Getting pretty late,

I have to get up early.

- Look, can I see you again?

- All right, I like

talking to you, Johnny.

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- Is that all of it?

- That's the lot, $2,500.

- What's the story?

- Oh, oh, come in, Johnny.

- This is Bill McCready from immigration

and he's working with us.

Special employee, John Selvo.

- How do you do?

- Hi. - Sit down, Johnny.

- Hello, McCready.

- Well, their name is Polensky.

They arrived in New York nine

days ago on the Queen Elizabeth

and they live with a

relative here in Los Angeles.

And at 10 43 a.m., they made a deposit

at the Mercantile Bank.

The tellers spotted the

bills were counterfeit

and called us.

So I picked them up

and brought them here.

- All right, ask them to come in.

Would you come in, please?

Mr. and Miss

Polensky, this is Mr. Conrad.

- How do you do?

Won't you sit down, please?

Now, don't be frightened, Mr. Polensky.

- Have you broken some law?

- No.

- Must we go back?

- No, of course not.

We just want to find out

where you got these bills.

- London.

- But where in London?

Can you be more specific?

- It was not far from our house.

- We were given the rooms by the

Inter-Government Committee.

- Check with the ICEM in London.

Find out where these

people stay before they sail.

- Okay.

- Do you remember who it

was that gave you the money?

- She was a stranger

who wanted to help us.

- He was a nice man.

- Yeah.

Is there a man named Reinhardt?

Emil Reinhardt?

- No, I don't know him. - Well, I'm afraid you've lost $2,500.

- Lost?

You mean my money is no good?

- I'm afraid not.

- The so-called American money

that was given you is counterfeit.

- It's no good.

May he go now?

- Yes, of course.

I'm terribly sorry.

I wish I could replace it for you.

- Thank you.

I'm sorry they gave you trouble.

- What a setup.

Heading into DP.

They can flood the

whole world with this junk.

Well, Johnny, how about Mrs. Craven?

- Well, I saw her.

- And?

- Well, nothing.

She was married to

this guy for nine months,

and in six months he was overseas.

I don't even think she

knows anything about him.

- Well, what made you decide that?

- Well, we talked.

- You must have said something to leave

you to think that...

She was completely

ignorant of her husband's affair?

- Oh, nothing.

She only lived within three months.

- What does she look like?

- Young, blond, medium height.

- Pretty?

- Yeah, if you like the type.

Look, what are you pushing for?

I said I don't think she knows anything.

- What does she do?

- Well, she works

downtown as a receptionist

for an imported sperm.

- Live alone?

- Yeah.

- You alone at the time?

- No, there was a

fellow there named Kastner,

a thond Kastner.

- Yeah, what does he do?

- I don't know what he does.

- Look, I'm not a cop, I

just did the best I could.

- Take it easy, Donny.

I didn't expect you to get

everything the first shot.

I was only asking.

- All right, okay.

- You know, it'll be better when we talk.

After, sooner or later.

- Let's just forget about it, huh?

- There's a lot I want to say to you.

Came to the prison three times.

Why wouldn't you see me?

- What difference does that make now?

- Makes all the difference now.

I want to see you.

I want you to know that.

When your mother died, I came up.

- You were always a

little late, weren't you?

You must be a lousy cop.

- Take it easy, Donny.

- Then why don't you leave me alone?

I said I'd work on this case,

but I don't want anything to do with you.

- Now look, everyone pays

with their own mistakes.

Now you've got a

chance to pay off in full.

Why don't you give me

the same kind of a break?

- Now you bust something up?

- No, no, no, come in, Moray.

Come in, what have you got?

- We've eliminated 20 of

the 57 concerns we've covered.

The remaining 37 firms

that have bought 24 pound rag

and appreciable amounts,

we've divided into two major groups.

There's 14 retail paper

goods and stationary firms.

23 private business concerns that print

their own stationary.

- I'll show you how we got them spotted.

The boys are making

like mill representatives.

Lodge bargains and all rag content paper.

They're working in three teams.

Parker and Clinton are here.

Harrison Redding are here.

Schwartz is working alone.

He's here.

Now all we have to find out

is who's anxious to buy it.

This just came in from

the ICEM office in London.

The Polenskis lived

here with 15 other DP's.

What's that, an egg cellar?

- Yeah, help yourself.

32 London Wall.

- They checked with

the CID at Scotland Yard.

It's a pretty rough neighborhood.

It's part of a combination slum,

garment center, warehouse district.

A lot of DP's live around there.

They've got nothing specific, but they'll

keep their eyes open.

- I think I know that

name, that London Wall.

- Where'd you hear it?

- I don't know, something you said. - I don't know,

something you said before.

- I said the Polenskis lived there.

- No, no, something

about the neighborhood.

- Oh, you mean it was a slum?

Garment center?

- Yeah, that's it, a garment center.

- Something to do with Maria Craven?

- Oh, no, to do with Harry Craven.

Here it is, a tailor's receipt.

- Crystal Woolen, 25 London Wall.

Might be something.

Have them check it out.

Who they buy from, who

they sell to, they work.

- Okay.

- Yeah, okay, go ahead.

(door opens)

- Oh, Johnny.

Thanks for the memory.

The address in London,

it's worth looking into.

- Maybe just a coincidence.

- Well, maybe, but

thanks anyway for remembering.

- That's okay.

- Well, Clinton's got nothing.

Maybe we'll get lucky

with Harris or Schwartz.

It's also possible that Johnny's

uncovered something.

- Yeah.

Nothing too well with him, am I?

- What do you mean?

- I mean Johnny, not

getting through to it.

- Well, he isn't easy.

- He's got a chip in his

shoulder the size of the world.

I don't blame him, but he can't change

what's happened before.

All I want to do is set things right now.

What am I doing this wrong?

- Look, Alec, it isn't

my place to interfere.

- Warrick, come on.

Tell me what you think.

- What's the matter

with my wanting Johnny

to know how I feel?

- Maybe you're being

just a little too concerned

with how you feel.

Maybe he doesn't want what you want.

- What am I supposed

to do, forget about him?

- No, but why don't you

try letting him come to you?

Instead of trying to

reel him in like a fish,

you've pulled him into

something he isn't equipped to handle.

You're taking a chance

on paying a big price

for your own peace of mind.

- Well, I told you I

didn't want to get started.

- Maria, I can't hear you.

I haven't seen you eat over a week.

Have you been sick?

- Oh no, I'm fine.

Mama Gomez, where's Johnny?

Johnny Salvo.

- Hello, Mama Gomez.

- Welcome, Johnny Salvo.

Come and sit down.

- I think...

I hope you're hungry.

We're lucky tonight.

- Yes, Devon was inspired.

I'll want to get through.

- Oh, that sounds wonderful.

I'll tell you what,

we'll leave it up to him.

- That's around here.

- Which is for Devon.

- Good, I'll get you some wine.

You sit, eat, relax, and

we'll talk later, okay?

Okay, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

- You come here often?

- Since I was a little girl.

In fact, this is where

Harry and I first met.

Mama's husband introduced us.

- No, it's Devon?

- Mm-hmm.

- Stavon's a chef.

Her husband's over there at the bar.

- That's Papa Gomez?

- No.

No, Papa Gomez died before the war.

That's Milo.

Mama married him two years ago.

Uh-oh, here he comes.

- Maria, lovely flower.

How are you?

- Fine, Milo.

- With your pre--

It's always good to see you, Maria.

I don't believe I've met your friend.

- This is Johnny Salvo.

- How do you do?

I'm Papa Gomez, new regime.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Have you ordered dinner yet?

- No, yes, Mama ordered for us.

- Of course, Mama.

Wonderful woman.

Doesn't drink, smoke, or swear.

Wonderful woman.

What sort of business

are you in, Mr. Salvo?

- Oh, a little bit of everything.

- Heck of all trades, huh?

Man after my own heart.

Do nothing well, but do a

little bit of everything.

That way, no one makes demands on you,

and you're welcome in all company.

Excuse me.

It's not the food, it's the wine.

- So he drinks it all, then no one else

will have to suffer.

- Did you ever see such a sense of humor?

It is impossible to see.

- It is impossible for a man to fail

with such a woman at his side.

- I'll bring your wine out

to the patio, it's cooler.

- Oh, that'll be fine, Mama.

Excuse me, please.

- It was nice, but mad you.

- How many times have I told you

to stay away from the customers?

(phone ringing)

(laughing)

- They're a pretty

weird couple, aren't they?

- Oh, Tury.

- Now, Mama and Milo, I

wonder how that ever happened.

- I don't know.

People just thought of coming along.

I know Mama was pretty

lonesome when Papago Mez died.

- I suppose everyone

needs someone or something

to love and hold on to.

- I've been holding onto me for a while.

- All right.

What are you thinking about?

- Oh, I was just

wondering about you and Harry.

- You know something, Johnny?

- You know what?

- You remind me of Harry, little.

- Well, that's good.

I must be growing on you, huh?

- It's your eyes, they're like his.

- It's the smog that

does it to everybody.

- No, smog just makes them red.

Here's the lonely eyes, Johnny.

Do you know you've got lonely eyes?

- No, I never noticed.

- They are.

No bottoms.

- Just very deep.

Very warm.

- Your dinner is getting cold.

- Well, good night.

- Johnny.

Good night.

- Montana Hotel. - Johnny's help. (yelling)

- Beat it, lover boy.

Just go away.

Far, far away.

(dramatic music)

- Mr. Salva doesn't answer.

- Well, keep ringing.

- Yes, sir.

- Johnny?

Johnny.

- Mr. Salva.

Mr. Salva, were you there?

- Yeah.

Yeah, what is it?

- I had a call for you

and I couldn't seem to.

- Listen, take a message.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Johnny.

Johnny.

Johnny, open the door.

Johnny.

- Who was here?

- About eight guys

with Steve and Charles.

- Don't clown, tell me.

- It felt like.

- Is yours?

- No.

I guess he wanted me to go a long ways.

- Who wanted what?

What are you talking about?

- Personal beef,

something to do with you.

- Look, Johnny, I want to

know everything that happened.

- It was waiting for me when I came home.

- Who?

Who was waiting?

- Don Castner.

He got his hooks in the Maria Craven.

He doesn't want anyone

else hanging around her.

- I'll follow Doctor.

- I don't need a doctor.

I'm all right.

- How much does Castner know about you?

- Nothing.

- How can you be sure?

- I'm alive, aren't I?

- Maybe you're just lucky.

- Luckily, this was your idea, not mine.

Remember that. - Now, do you want to quit?

- No, I don't want to quit.

- Look like a man you said, huh?

All right.

You just stick to

your end of the bargain.

I'll take care of mine.

- You're sure there's

nothing I can do for you?

- Not a thing.

- Look, Johnny, I

didn't want you to get hurt.

I wanted to see you again,

try and make up for things, but

I didn't want you to get hurt.

Goodnight, Johnny.

(dramatic music)

- Hello, Morrie.

- Al again?

- Yeah. - All right.

- Morning, Morrie.

- All right.

- You want some coffee?

- Okay.

- Thanks.

What'd you get?

- CID reports, Mr. Woolen.

- Anything?

- Oh, it's legitimate enough.

Whole-cell retail.

There's a list of firms

that import their stuff,

mostly about seven.

- Good.

I'm sorry about shooting my

mouth off last night, Alex.

- Forget it, I asked you, didn't I?

- Yeah.

Go ahead.

That's right, Castner.

K-A-S-T-N-E-R.

- Nothing, huh?

All right, thanks.

- Who's that?

- Records and identification.

A fellow named Don Castner

gave Johnny some trouble,

as well.

- Hi, fellas.

- Good morning, sir.

- Bill, how'd you make out?

- I checked out most of the

places on the list, nothing.

Then I hit a couple of

spots that were interested

if I'd get them a deal on the paper.

One is a fancy schmancy dress house.

They have a litho set up to

print their own stationery.

The second place, wanted

to know how long I'd been

with the local office at Kirby Mills.

I told them just a short

time that my usual territory

was Kansas.

(laughing)

Anyway, they used a lot of paper.

They were very interested.

I quoted a Merock Bottom

price and they gave me an order.

What a commission.

- Well, it could be something.

- What kind of a place?

- Wollens.

- What's the name?

- Philip Borman Limited.

It's here.

- Okay, let's find out

all about Mr. Philip Borman,

everything there is to know.

More you have customs

fined every export ship

by Mr. Borman during the past year.

- Okay.

- Bill, I want you to get

hold of some of that paper.

You're gonna make a delivery.

- What a commission.

- Good morning, Don.

- Good morning.

I called you last night.

- I went out for a while.

- I called you at one in the morning.

- I didn't realize it was that late.

I just went to a movie.

- You went to the Gomez place.

- Don, you have no--

- I told you.

I worried.

- Johnny.

- Morning.

- What happened to your face?

- It was in the neighborhood.

I thought I'd drop in for a while.

- You remember Don.

- Oh, sure I remember Don.

Hello, Salvo.

As a matter of fact,

Castor, I'm glad you're here.

I have something for you.

- Let's see, I spent $2 for the cab.

I appreciate your offer, Don,

but I'm gonna stay around for a while.

- Johnny!

Have you lost your mind?

- He knows why.

- Then perhaps you'd be good

enough to explain it to me.

I think you'd better look after him.

- Of course, Mr. Borman.

- Well, who are you?

What's this all about?

- My name is John Salvo.

- What are you, some

sort of juvenile delinquent?

- You have the wrong idea, Mr. Borman.

Look, I'm out of the Army about a week.

This buddy of mine, Harry

Craven, was killed in Germany,

so when I came back to the States,

I thought I'd pay my

respects to Mrs. Craven.

I took her out to dinner, and for that,

I got punched around.

- By Mr. Kasner.

- And a few friends.

- Did you report this

incident to the police?

- No.

- Why not?

- Well, I'm paroled

into the Army, Mr. Borman.

I have to stay out of trouble.

- Oh, I see.

- Well, I suggest we call it an

unfortunate misunderstanding,

and forget the whole thing.

- That's okay with me?

- May I offer you a drink?

- No, thanks.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- What's that, Bill?

- Got a match, buddy?

- Don't turn around.

You're being tailed, Johnny Boy.

Average height, my

complexion, dark suit, my belt.

Don't do that.

Be careful, don't go upstairs.

- Thanks, fella.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(door closes)

- Well, Borman's the boy we're after.

Can you see that?

- So what?

- So it's a good bet that Maria Craven

is mixed up in a tube.

- You can't be sure of that.

- You'll pay the percentage.

- You can't arrest

anybody in a percentage.

- I can't arrest anyone yet.

Not till I catch Borman

with the plates in his fist

and his pockets full

of willies, but I will.

In fact, as far as I'm concerned,

the girl is part of the package.

- Mr. Conrad, there was a call for you.

- Thank you.

Yeah.

It's Swartz.

Yeah, Bill?

- I tracked the guy

who was following Johnny.

Straight to Borman's

like a homing pigeon.

I think they got her boy spotted.

- Uh-huh.

All right, thanks, Bill.

Now, Johnny, that's it.

You went right back to Borman.

That means he's sitting on your tail.

He'll be watching you every minute.

You'd have to stay away from there.

Stay away from here, too.

Your job is finished, Johnny.

- But why don't you let me talk--

- You're free.

You're free to go anywhere

you like with a clean record.

That should be worth everything to you.

Of course, sir.

I'll know where you are

and see you now and then.

At least hear from you.

- Look, I asked you for a favor once.

I'm gonna ask you for

another one right now.

Just let me find out about

Maria Craven in my own way.

- No, Johnny, there's nothing you can do.

- I'm not so sure about that.

- I told you I didn't

want you to get hurt.

It's not worth taking a chance.

- You said I was free, didn't you?

You're free to go where I

want and do what I want?

- There's one exception.

Stay out of this case.

- You pulled me into it.

- I'm pulling you out of it.

I'm notifying the army

that your assignment here is finished.

- You saw him go into the

Federal Probation Office?

- I was right behind him.

He knew Harry Craven

that much as a parent.

I wonder how much he knew.

Yes?

- Cable just came, Mr. Borme.

- Oh, thank you.

Make it dry.

(door opens)

- Bristol Woolens has

just confirmed their error

in their last shipment.

Would you prepare a drawback application?

- Yes, sir.

- Oh, don't feel badly about what

happened this morning

with that young man.

- Well, I am sorry about that, Mr. Borme.

- Well, you should be flattered.

You know him well?

- No, not too well.

- Was he able to tell you

anything of these circumstances

about your husband, I mean?

- No, nothing at all.

- I guess it's just as well.

Well, thank you.

- By the way I got it figured,

the truck will deliver the

paper to Borme in the morning,

and I'll just sit it out.

When they move the paper,

I'll be right behind them.

- Good enough.

Alec, we may have hit on something.

- Now, let's have it.

- I've checked on all the

do-it-you-will entry sheets

covering every shipment

imported by Philip Borme

and limited in the last year.

There's no export record at all.

- Nothing.

- Not so much as a penwiper,

but there is just one thing.

Here are all the entry statements.

Seven shipments in nine months.

- What about him?

- Take a look at this stamp.

- It's shown by DE entry.

What's DE entry?

- That's a drawback entry.

Whenever a shipment contains merchandise

that wasn't ordered by the importer,

he applies for a drawback entry.

He gets a letter confirming

the error from the exporter

and then ships the stuff on back to him.

- Ships it back?

- Then he follows the same operations as

if you were exporting.

- Right.

There's one drawback

entry to Bristol Woolens.

- Bristol Woolens.

Did we check them out?

- Yeah.

Scotland Yard says they're clean.

- Well, we've turned

shipments examined by customs.

- Well, they're checked by an appraiser

to make sure the same

material's going back.

- You think they could be

loading the returned shipments?

- It's possible.

- I'd have to bundle

a cloth full of money.

- I don't know.

- Why not?

- It isn't much, but you

said to check everything, Allen.

- It won't hurt.

Here's the last

shipment received from Bristol

a few weeks ago.

- All right, have customs watch for any

more drawback entries

and if they come in, hold them.

Thanks, Pomeroy.

- Maybe we got something.

(somber music)

- You staff Sergeant John Salvo?

- That's right.

Reassignment orders.

- Well, they're gonna reassign me.

- All right, the

Department of Army, buddy.

- Yeah, just a loop of messages.

Good luck.

- Thanks.

(somber music) (somber music)

- You're working late.

- Mr. Borman had a lot of last minute

things for me to do.

- I waited.

I thought we could have some dinner.

- Not tonight, Don, please.

I'd really like to go home.

- I want to talk to you, Maria.

- Can we talk tomorrow?

- I want to talk to you tonight.

You going to see Salvo?

- Please, Don.

- You're forgetting a lot

of things, aren't you, Maria?

A lot of plans we made.

- But there were you plans, not mine.

- They were for us.

Everything was for you and me.

I was only waiting for the time

when we could get out of here together.

- You took all these

things for granted, Don.

I never said I'd go with you.

- Don't walk away from me.

- I told you I had to

decide things for myself.

- Then decide for yourself.

Don't go to Salvo.

- Don, please promise me

you won't go near him again.

- I won't have to if you don't.

Don't walk out of me, Maria.

I'll kill you both if you do.

(dramatic music) - He seemed almost insane.

I was afraid to go home.

Johnny, I'm really afraid, darling.

What can I do?

- Why is he getting so

panicked at you all of a sudden?

- I don't know.

- Are you sure?

- Why should I know?

- You worked with him a long time.

- Well, he helped me.

I had no place else to go.

I don't like being alone, Johnny.

I never have.

- You'd be better off alone

than mixed up with Castor and Borman.

- What has Mr. Borman got to do with it?

- Look, Maria, are you

being honest with me?

- Johnny, I swear to you.

I don't know what you're talking about.

What am I supposed to tell you?

- Everything you know

about Borman and Castor

and a sweet little counterfeiting setup

that's spreading pony

money all over Europe.

Your husband, Harry, was part of it.

He was killed, I think,

because he knew too much.

- Johnny, who are you?

- I never lied to you, Maria.

I was in the Army with Harry.

I just never told you

that I'm still in the Army.

That's all.

- I don't understand all this, Johnny.

How do you know all these things?

Who told you?

- The Treasury Department

thinks you're mixed up in this.

I'm not sure of Harry, so

they brought me back here

to find out about you.

- I see.

And you think I'm part of this,

this sweet little setup.

I just had a feeling

Harry's death was no accident,

but I certainly never

dreamed it was anything like this.

I didn't, Johnny.

And I never lied to you either.

I never lied to you, what?

- Look, this wasn't my idea.

I didn't want any part of it.

I served my term.

I just wanted to forget about the past.

They brought me into it.

They said if I'd help them,

they'd fix it so no one

would ever know I was in prison.

And I said, all right.

And then I met you.

For the first time in my life,

I felt good about something.

I never felt good about anyone before.

I never felt good about anyone before.

(somber music)

That's why I had another truth.

- Don't you understand, Johnny?

I've told you everything.

There's nothing else to tell.

But you can't believe that, can you?

- Maria.

Maria, I believe you.

Look, I'm going away tomorrow night.

I'm being reassigned.

- Where will you be going?

- I don't know.

It's a place in Europe.

- It's an awfully long way.

- Won't you come with me?

- Why, Johnny?

- Because I love you, Maria.

- Oh, Johnny.

- I never had any faith in anyone before.

You'll have to help me.

- You want me to?

If you really want me to, Johnny.

(somber music) (engine revving)

- Hey, Buck.

Come on, Buck, he's doing it.

- Thanks.

(engine revving)

(somber music)

(engine revving)

(engine revving)

(somber music)

(engine revving)

1309, central control.

1309, central control.

- Control one, go ahead.

- Suspect parked behind

restaurant on Alvera Street.

Request assistance.

1309 is parked southwest

corner, first and main.

- Control one, 1309,

assistance on the way.

(somber music) (engine revving)

- Hi, Phil.

What's up, Phil?

- Nothing yet.

You guys don't load any of

those cartons of paper yet.

So you see, they gotta make another stop

or somebody's gotta pick the stuff up.

I figured I better have some company

in case I had to be

in two places at once.

- You guys had anything to eat?

- Yeah, you called us

in the middle of lunch.

- I'm starved.

- Why don't you eat?

- Can't, my stomach's on the bum.

- Take one of your pills.

- Not supposed to until after I eat.

- Oh.

- Condition red, Phil.

It could be a customer.

(engine revving)

(somber music)

- Could be it.

- Hello, Joe.

- Hiya, Papa.

(somber music)

- Give me a hand, huh?

- Sure.

- See ya.

- Okay.

(somber music)

- Reading, you stay on

that truck's fantail.

Harris, you stay here.

I want to get a look at

what's inside those boxes.

- I'm on my way.

(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(somber music)

(engine revving)

- Mr. Gomez?

- What do you want?

- Phil Schwartz, Treasury Department.

I want to talk to you, Mr. Gomez,

about where you do your business.

(engine revving)

(somber music)

(engine revving)

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(somber music)

(somber music)

- I'll get help right away.

(somber music)

- Icebox has loaded this stuff.

Pretty neat.

Pack it nice with shrimp,

ship it from the border.

- Yeah, it's really all right.

- How's Phil?

- Lucky, he's gonna be okay.

He just got a buzz from Central Control.

- Redding's about 10

miles south of Laguna Beach.

That truck's really rolling.

The Highway Patrol will

pick him up in San Diego

and go on to Chula Vista with him.

- Okay, good.

Harris, you stay here and

take care of this stuff,

and come on, let's pick up Borman.

Come on, Borman.

Firm's twice your size, don't use half

the stationery you use,

so what do you do with it?

- I can't be specific

as to the dispensation

of every single sheet.

- I can, you ship it south.

- I can't be specific as to the

use and manufacture of these bills.

- I am a woolen's importer, Mr. Conrad.

I do not ship paper,

nor do I know anything

about counterfeit money.

- A load of that paper was delivered

to your warehouse this afternoon.

A man named Milo picked it

up and gave it to the driver

of a truck heading

south toward the border.

- Well, if this man Milo

stole paper from my warehouse,

I fail to see how I

can be held accountable.

- One of our agents saw the truck driver

give Milo a load of frozen shrimp

containing this money.

He don't know anything about that either.

- That agent was almost killed this

afternoon, Mr. Borman.

I'm gonna hang it on you.

That and the murder of Harry Craven.

- These are reckless and unsupported

charges, Mr. Conrad.

I'd be careful if I were you.

- I've been careful, Borman.

I've been careful for 15 years

to catch the loss behind this operation.

- And nothing's gonna

give me greater pleasure

than what you choke to

death in the gas chamber.

- Now just a minute, Conrad.

There isn't one shred

of evidence to connect me

with any of these things.

- Lay him downstairs and knock him out.

- I hate to say it, Alec.

I don't think we can hold him.

- Every indication points

toward Borman as the head man.

- Indications aren't enough.

You know that as well as I do.

He's got an argument

for every one of them.

- It's impossible

that after all this time

we've got him and yet we haven't got him.

Where's Casper?

- We'll pick him up, so we

got nothing on him either.

- We found the money.

- Sure.

In a Spanish restaurant,

the Philip Borman says

he's never heard of it.

- I know, I know.

And even if we find the

plates, we can't tie it to him.

(phone buzzing) - Yeah?

- Alec, the appraiser

store, the one on Alameda.

They're on the phone.

- Hello?

Go ahead.

- Uh-huh.

Thank you.

Borman's drawback entry, they've got it.

Get Borman, bring him along.

(phone ringing)

- The entry sheet

lists 22 bolts altogether.

- Looks okay, it's all the same material.

Here it is.

Here's your entry sheet.

- That's fine, thank you very much.

How does the weight check out?

- Right on the nose.

- Now an importer must

sign the drawback application

swearing as to the contents of the

shipment to be returned.

Is that your signature?

- I suppose it is.

- You know it is, Borman.

Come on, it wouldn't be hard to prove.

- And if it is my

signature, then what then?

- Well, suppose we find out.

All right, boys, pull that bolt apart.

- Here, let me show you how this works.

(dramatic music)

- Now, let's get it up.

Come on, Henry, let me handle you.

Let's go.

(dramatic music)

- Well, now what?

- I don't know, something's funny.

- I measured a couple of these bolts.

The entry sheet lists the

yardage at 75 yards on each bolt.

- So?

- These two are short, six yards apiece.

- Well, what about it?

- Well, if the yardage is short,

there ought to be a

difference in the weight

on the original entry sheet.

- Something supplying that extra weight.

- But where is it?

- We've ripped every

bolt apart, and there isn't.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Look, I'll see you later.

- Oh, Alec. - Yeah?

- Reading's been calling from Tula Vista.

- Well, it's all over.

They've got everything,

press, plates, the works.

The truck led them right to it.

Reading's taking the plane back.

You know, they were printing the stuff

in the basement of a

shrimp packing plant.

How do you like that?

- That's pretty clever.

- Thanks, Biddens.

- Okay.

- Boys did a good job.

- Yeah?

- I don't know how I'll swatch it.

- I figured I'd take a

run over to the hospital.

- Good, good.

Then I'll be over later.

I better stick around here until

everything's cleaned up.

- You heard from Johnny?

- No, I didn't expect you.

- He gets his reassignment orders today.

- Yeah, I know.

- You gonna see him before he leaves?

- No.

- You should have to stick your neck out

to bring him back here.

- I only brought him

here to work on this case.

- You say so.

Oh, there's an all points out on Castor.

You want to see the Craven Girl too?

- The Craven Girl too.

- I'll see ya, Alex.

(suspenseful music)

(phone ringing)

- I'm sorry to Mrs. Craven isn't in.

Oh, good evening, Mr. Kastner.

- Hello.

- Mrs. Craven's gone.

- What do you mean gone?

When would she be back?

- She didn't say, she left town.

- Where'd she go?

- I don't know, but wherever it was,

she certainly seemed to

be in a hurry to get there.

- How long ago did she leave?

- Oh, I should just not

more than an hour ago.

You're welcome.

- I'm sorry I fixed the long packing.

- It's all right.

Oh, you look pretty.

- I'll be right back.

Have you got a bus schedule?

- Where to?

- San Diego.

- I think so.

(suspenseful music)

- There you are.

- Thank you.

You ready?

- I'm ready.

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(car engine revs)

(car door closes)

(suspenseful music)

- Thank you.

- John Salvo, please.

- John, oh, I'm sorry, sir.

Mr. Salvo's checked out.

- Well, thanks, anyway.

- You may still be

able to catch him, though.

- Catch him where?

- They went down to the bus station,

going to San Diego, I think.

- They?

Was someone with him?

- A young lady.

They left about five minutes ago.

- The bus station is

right down the street.

- All right, thanks.

Two one way tickets to San Diego.

- Yes, sir.

It'll be 5.16.

- Okay.

(door closes)

Which gate does the bus leave from?

- Main gate, right across.

You have about five

minutes before the bus leaves.

- Thanks.

Let's go.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Gina, Gina, will you get over here?

You're gonna get lost

in this bus station.

- Can I help you, sir?

No.

- Bus now leaving for San Diego

at the main gate and points out.

- Wait a minute.

(gun fires)

- Johnny!

(screaming)

Johnny, it's Don!

(suspenseful music)

- Get this.

Get it, Doc.

Take care of your hand.

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (gun fires) (gun fires)

(gun fires)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires) (suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(screaming)

(gun fires)

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(suspenseful music)

- Johnny!

Oh, Johnny, are you all right?

- Yeah, I am all right.

Okay, Johnny?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, how about you?

- Oh, nothing serious.

Maria.

This is my father.

- I know, Johnny.

- I told her.

I hope you don't mind.

- Oh, if you're ready.

- What for?

- We have a little

business with Miss Creper.

- Well, look, I told you,

you're making a mistake.

- No, Johnny, it's all right, please.

- Well, it isn't all right.

- We can both come to the office.

She'll answer a few questions.

Then she'll be released officially.

Johnny, we caught a meal Reinhardt

with a place in Chula Vista.

Thanks for everything.

Now, what are you

looking so worried about?

You've got seven days, haven't you?

The buses leave every

three hours, don't they?

Come on.

(dramatic music)

- Father seems like

such a nice man, Johnny.

- Yeah.

Yeah, you might be right.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)