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Eliot, get down.

The Untouchables.

A Desilu production.

Tonight's episode:
"Syndicate Sanctuary."

Starring Robert
Stack as Eliot Ness.

Co-starring Anthony Caruso...

Robert F. Simon...

and Gail Kobe.

Calum City, 30
miles from Chicago.

Population, 10,000.

A city fighting for its life,

divided over an election

that could mean
honest government

or a return to the jungle
law of the underworld.

Papa?

Papa?

Hey, Papa.

Oh, no. No, no.

But I haven't finished yet...

Oh, there's so much to do.

You'd better save your strength

for the campaign dinner.

Now, come on, go
home and get some rest,

or you're gonna fall asleep

right in the middle
of your speech.

I'll take you home and
then I'll come back here

and I'll finish up. No, no.

It's enough you're staying here.

I can pick up a
cab on the outside.

Oh, all right.

You know, I've been thinking

maybe they need a younger man.

Oh, no, they don't.

They need somebody
who can win and that's you.

Now, you'll see.

It'll all be worth it

when the people of Calum
City can be proud of it again.

Well, maybe you should run,

and I should help
with the speeches.

Oh.

Good night, Papa.

Good night.

Evening, judge.

I'm afraid you're gonna
have to use the other door,

this one's jammed.

Where to, judge?

Well, take me home, please.

Yes, sir.

The deadly, silent
opposition to law and order

kept an eye on the man
who had made a ghost street

out of Calum City's
infamous Barbary Coast.

Six months ago, 110 bars, clubs,

and gambling casinos
in a four-block area

ran wide open,

the greatest concentration
of unadulterated vice

to be found in the
western hemisphere.

Oh, that door doesn't
work, remember?

You'd better get it fixed, Joe.

Oh, judge.

Yes?

I just wanted to say
goodnight, that's all.

Well, thank you.

Good night, Joe.

Unh!

With Capone in prison,

and Chicago in the midst
of a crime crackdown,

Eliot Ness and his
Untouchables knew

that the syndicate must
find a new headquarters

for their lucrative,
nationwide narcotics operation.

My guess is Cicero.
Close in, wide open.

What about the town of Bradley?

Bradley? I think the syndicate

already has decided
the question for us.

It says the cab driver
swears it was an accident.

The judge stepped in
front of a moving car.

A guy by the name of
Mauldin was driving the car.

He backs up the
cab driver's story.

It was an outside chance it
could have been an accident.

Any bets?

It says the coroner's
inquest is at 3.

I'd like to hear them
explain this one.

Rico,

get me a rundown
on everybody involved.

Right.

They couldn't even
wait for the funeral.

A typical Calum City
coroner's hearing,

presided over by Ben Harlow.

Harlow, the coroner, a product
of the Illinois spoil system,

had previously served
as a court stenographer.

He owed his job to
Police Chief Towers.

Towers was staging the show.

The cast included Harry Mauldin,

the driver of the car that
had killed Judge Zabo,

and one Joe Donato,

the seemingly
innocent cab driver.

He... He said goodnight
to me, and then,

before I could stop him,

he got out on my
side of the cab.

The next thing I
knew, the car hit him.

It was over before
I even had a...

chance to know
what was happening.

Could you have prevented
this from happening, Mr. Donato?

Oh, no, sir.

It was an accident, that's all.

Thank you, Mr. Donato.
You may step down.

Sir?

May I ask Mr. Donato
a few questions?

Will you state your name
and your interest in this case?

My name is Eliot Ness,
I'm a federal agent.

Will you make it
brief, Mr. Ness?

Did you know the judge
personally, Mr. Donato?

Sure.

I mean, he rode in my cab often.

I see.

And how many times
did he get out of your cab

on the street side?

I don't remember.

Was he in the habit
of using that door?

I told you, I-I don't remember.

Can you give any reason
why he got out on the left side

when his house was on
the right? Look, all I know is,

he got out of the cab
without saying anything to me.

That's all. That's not
what you said before.

You said, he said good
night to you before he got out.

Okay, so he said good night,
but what does that mean?

I told you everything I know.

I can see no point in
this line of questioning.

In my opinion, the witness has
been completely cooperative.

You may step down, Mr. Donato.

I was trying to find
out why a judge,

an alert, intelligent man,

would deliberately get out
on the wrong side of a cab

and step into the path
of an oncoming car.

Unfortunately, the only man

that could answer that
question, Mr. Ness, is dead.

Mr. Mauldin's testimony
corroborates Donato's story.

Now, after hearing the testimony
of the witnesses in this case,

Mr. Mauldin, I exonerate you
completely from negligence

in handling the vehicle that
caused the judge's death.

The verdict is
involuntary manslaughter.

This hearing is ended.

No!

You can't dismiss
my father like that.

He was murdered.

Because he fought
graft and corruption,

and it's still here now.

I'll have one of my
men take you home.

You were afraid of him too,
weren't you, Chief Towers?

Please, Miss Zabo, I
know how you feel, but...

You have no idea how I feel.

It's not over.

It won't be as
long as I'm alive.

It was obvious to all but
the citizens of Calum City

that the syndicate
was now in command.

To them, it meant
a free and easy way

to spend their time and money,

a way to forget the daily
toil in the mines and factories.

It also meant a
reduction in taxes.

The license fees
from the clubs and bars

contributed a large portion

of Calum City's
municipal expenses.

How long have you been driving?

Is that your car
you were driving?

Look, you feds got no
right to bother me. I'm clean.

Clean?

Harry Mauldin, alias Mike
Malder, alias Tony Genetti.

Six months state
prison, auto theft,

nine months
county farm, assault,

two years federal
prison, armed robbery.

I served my time.
You got nothing on me.

Were you told to
get out of town?

I don't know what you mean.

Are you having any
problems, Mr. Ness?

I have a few questions
to ask Mr. Mauldin here.

Why? Is he wanted
for something else?

That's what I'm
trying to find out.

Well, you take my word for it.
There's no point in holding him.

All right, you can go.

I make it a rule never to
molest peaceful citizens.

Peaceful?

He's got a record
as long as your arm.

Oh, I didn't know.

I have this information
readily available.

Especially to police chiefs.

If you've got something
positive to go on,

I'll be glad to work with you.

If not, let me handle my own
law-enforcement problems.

That ought to keep you
busy for quite a while.

After you get the
clubs open again.

Look, Ness, just
what do you want?

I wanna know why
a man like the judge,

deliberately walks
in front of a car

a week before an election.

When I find that
out, I'll let you know.

Oh, nice afternoon, Mr. Morelli.

Come on.

Yeah? No, he ain't
here. Wait a minute.

Yeah?

Yeah, I heard about his making
a grandstand play, so what?

Maybe he wants to be a big man.

You play along with him,

just don't give him
anything to chew on.

Well, it's just a suggestion,

but, uh, maybe we ought
to keep the clubs closed

until after he leaves town.

No, no, no, you do
it my way, like I said.

The street opens tonight.

You worry about your department.

And another thing, I'm
sending over six more men.

Put them in uniform
and swear them in.

Don't worry about the
hardware, they got their own.

Yeah.

All right, boys, what else?

The election's
coming up next week.

Oh, yes.

Boys, I want you to meet
George Stone, our next Mayor.

Gentlemen, I'm very glad
to make your acquaintance,

and you can count on me to
look after your best interests.

With me as mayor, I...

You can save the speeches
for the street, mayor.

You know, he's a cinch to win.

We got over a thousand people
coming into town this week.

They'll all work the clubs.

We already got them
registered as legal voters.

Yeah, what about those feds?

You, outside.

What about the feds?

We got our own police force.

We'll have our own mayor.

Feds got no right to interfere
unless someone beefs,

and no one's gonna beef.

What are you all worrying about?

I got it sewed up real good.

Everyone that matters
is in on the take.

I guess that about covers
it except for one more thing.

Here's the new
address of the place

we'll handle our
real business from.

And you all know what I mean.

I sure gotta hand it to you.

Even if they found it,
they couldn't touch us.

All right, boys,
everybody back to work.

I want the clubs opened
on time tonight, okay?

At least we're not alone.

Of course, Mr. Henderson,

I want very much to
speak on your behalf.

And if there's anything
else that I can do,

please let me know.

All right.

Yes, well, then, I'll see
you at the meeting tonight.

Goodbye, Mr. Henderson.

If it's any comfort, I'm
sorry about your father.

Thank you very much
for trying to help, Mr. Ness.

This is Martin Flaherty.

How do you do? Hello.

I'd appreciate any
information you could give me

about the night
your father died.

Mr. Ness, I just
don't know anything

that would prove
that it was a murder.

Was he nervous or upset
when he got in that cab?

He was a very alert man.

I can't imagine him
doing anything like that.

He wasn't senile.

I'm on your side.

It's just that we have to
eliminate every possibility.

Well, you're never going
to prove anything in this city,

not until it's given
back to decent people.

That's not likely unless
we can pin this murder

on the syndicate.

Oh, really?

Well, that just might
take a few months,

or possibly years.

And there are children
growing up here

who can't wait that long.

So I intend to do
everything I can to fight them.

How? By addressing meetings,
rallies, accusing the public?

Yes.

There are three
days left until election.

If we lose this election,
we lose everything.

You're up against people
who make no distinction

between killing men or women.

Take my advice.
Don't antagonize them.

I swore on my father's grave

that I wouldn't let them
forget what they did.

And I won't.

I'm sorry.

Miss Zabo, we're not just
sitting around on our hands.

I've got men working
on this case full time.

Don't make me spare one
just to keep an eye on you.

I'm not asking for help.

I am.

I'm sorry, I've got work to do.

Goodnight, Miss Zabo.

Think about what I said.

Goodnight.

Eliot Ness moved to
temporary headquarters

in the Calum City Hotel.

There he began to plan his
strategy against the syndicate.

First, to uncover the murder,

which would lead
to his ultimate goal:

the nerve center,
where Morelli controlled

the syndicate's
narcotics empire.

Youngfellow was assigned
to protect Rosetta Zabo.

To be close at hand,

in the event the syndicate
moved against her.

Flaherty was to stick with Ness.

Their purpose: to
see and be seen.

To remind the syndicate
that Ness wasn't giving up.

Their plan, to force Morelli

into an error
concerning the murder.

Rossi, the newest member
of the Untouchables,

an unknown to the syndicate,
was planted as a dice man

in Morelli's Chuck-a-Luck Club
to keep his eyes and ears open.

All right boys, step right in.

We got some
entertainment going here.

All right, boys, step right in.

I guarantee you will
have a good time.

Got some nice dames in
there and the entertainment free.

Step right in, boys. That's it.

All right, boys, step right in.

We got an
entertainment going here.

Juana. Juana, the little baby
girl who does her tribal dance.

She shimmies and shakes
to the beat of the drum,

of the native drums.

Step right in, ladies
and gentlemen.

Right over here.

She shimmies and
shakes to the beat...

Ness made it a point to
be seen talking to Donato.

He was merely asking

which club had the
best entertainment.

But he knew that Towers
would figure the worst.

At least we got him worried.

They'll be reporting our
movements on the hour.

He used to drive for Capone.

Now he works for Morelli,
and he gets paid by the city.

Sorry, gentlemen, private.

If I wanted to
close up the place,

I could have done it by now.

There's enough alcohol in
those drinks to float city hall.

At the moment I just want
to see if the betting is honest.

Point is ten.

Place your bet, ladies and
gentlemen, place your bets.

You can't win if you don't play.

The more you bet,
the more you win.

Nine going for ten.

Seven, you're out.

Clear the board.

Place your bets, ladies and
gentlemen, place your bets.

You can't win if you don't play.

The more you bet,
the more you win.

What?

Oh. All right.

All right, sergeant.

Ness is in the club right now.

He was just outside
talking to Donato.

Stop worrying.

They're just nosing around.

They're not makin' any trouble.

Ness and that
other creep just left.

Now what will we do?

Hey.

Like this material? Nice, huh?

A hundred bucks
worth, tailor made.

Don't let that Ness fool
you. He isn't just sightseeing.

I tell you, he was out
there talking to Donato.

We gotta do... Listen!

You talk too much about things
that are none of your business.

Forget about that cab
driver, understand?

I was just thinking
about your neck, Morelli.

I said, forget it.

Don't worry about my neck.

You just worry about your job.

Hey, that Zabo dame, she's in a
car making a speech about you,

and she ain't pulling
no punches. So?

Well, she's holding the
meeting right outside the place.

There, you see?

Now that's the kind of
job you should worry about.

I don't mind her
talking about me,

but holding a meeting
right out in front of the place

is bad for business.

Now, I gotta take care of it.

Go on out the back way.

Bring the truck around front.

And now back to
The Untouchables.

Who had the most to
gain by father's death?

Guido Morelli, that's who.

Every time one of
you goes into this club

or any other club,

you're helping Guido
Morelli and his kind

to contaminate Calum City.

If we lose this election,
you all lose a lot more.

You lose the most
important thing that you have,

your self respect.

And you lose it
to Guido Morelli.

You all know Clarke Henderson?

As an attorney and
as a private citizen,

he tried to keep the
syndicate out of Calum City.

List... Listen to me.

Come on lady, jump.

Aah! Come on, jump.

We could have been killed.

You still might, lady.

I'm very grateful for your
help, but I'll be all right now.

I'm sorry, lady. I
have my orders.

Either I wait down
here or upstairs.

All right.

I think it's time you had
another talk with Eliot Ness.

Although Eliot Ness made
his temporary headquarters

in Calum City, he
was in constant touch

with his main office in Chicago.

Reports that came in
from agents in Miami,

San Diego and New York,

indicated that narcotics
were once again

slipping through on
a stepped up scale.

It meant only one thing,

the syndicate was
back in business,

and that business
was being operated

from a hideout in Calum City.

What's the word?

Bad.

I just hope we
don't run out of time.

Come in.

She had a close call
tonight at the rally.

I'm sorry.

They also busted up
the campaign office.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I'm ready to listen
to you now, Mr. Ness.

All right,

For your own safety, I want
you to stay out of this campaign.

Don't do anything
to antagonize Morelli.

What are we supposed to do?

Just sit back and let them
take whatever they want?

I've got as much at stake
here as you have, maybe more.

I got a man working
inside Morelli's club.

It's his job to tell me
what goes on there.

Sooner or later, that
telephone's gonna ring.

When it does, this whole town
will explode in Morelli's face.

All right.

I'm beginning to
believe you, Mr. Ness.

Must be important, huh?

I learned a long time ago:

The less you see, the
less you got to explain.

Hey, you got something there.

I, uh... I gotta get
some fresh air.

We know the coroner gave
you a clean bill of health, Joe,

but the boys all figured you've
rated a nice long vacation.

Say about six months.

They all chipped in for it.

Go anywhere you like.

Mexico, Cuba, take the
whole family with you.

I can't, Mr. Morelli.

My daughter's getting
married in a couple of weeks.

The plans my wife made for
this wedding you'd never believe.

Plans can be changed, Joe.

Right, boys?

It isn't that we
don't trust you.

It's just that Ness has
been nosing around town,

and they got their own ideas

about what happened
to Judge Zabo.

Look, you know
why I went into this.

You told me what would
happen to my brother if I didn't.

You don't think that
after all I did for him,

I would just turn around

and stick a knife
in his back, do you?

I just can't leave, Mr. Morelli.

My... My wife, Maria,
she'd never understand.

Maybe... Maybe
after the wedding,

i-i-if you still think
it's necessary, huh?

Sure.

Sure, you suit yourself.

It was only a suggestion.

You go back to
the cab stand now.

Thanks, Mr. Morelli.

You boys realize this
is a very important job.

If the feds find the body,

they'll really
make it hot for us.

Where do we dump it? You don't.

Go out to the Quarry
Road, to the slag heap.

You know where that is?

Stay on that road until you
come to the old Carson mine.

There won't be anybody around.

It's been condemned for years.

You can take care
of everything inside.

We leave the body there?

Cover it with some
slag, but don't gun him.

Do it nice and quiet.

Any loud, sharp noise is liable
to make the whole mine cave in.

After it's over, take
the cab to the river.

Dump it. There's a place
just below the bridge.

Yeah, I know the place.

Rio? Mm?

Meet them at the mine,
follow them to the river,

and bring them back here.

I won't need the shiv.

All the better.

If the feds do find him, it will
look more like an accident.

Well,

go ahead, blow
yourselves to a cab ride.

They sweat, huh?

Hey, they're looking for you.
They want you at the dice table.

Oh, uh, hey, my watch
must have stopped.

Thanks.

Easy, coach, the
game hasn't started yet.

I feel like I used to
feel in the locker room

before the game.

My stomach was doing flip-flops

till I got out there and
threw that first pass.

I saw you play against Indiana.

I don't think you
missed a receiver all day.

Point is six.

Excuse me, I'll get it.

Are you all right?

I don't know. I don't know.

Better go clear your head.

Yeah.

I'm not going anywhere,
Donato around?

He just drove
off with two fares.

Yeah, anyone you know?

You ought to know them,
they come out of the club.

Do you want me to tell Joe
anything when he gets back?

No, no, I'll see
him myself. Thanks.

Ness speaking.

Bill, get this.

The old Carson
mine on Quarry Road

They left about
five minutes ago.

Yeah. Listen, you
got everything?

I've got to get back.

Right.

Stick close to the phone,
Martin, I'll be in touch.

Right.

Rossi's strange actions
were reported to Morelli,

but Rossi refused to talk.

Morelli was an expert
at making men talk.

Only a fed would
hold out like that.

He'll talk if it
takes us all night.

Pick him up.

You got one more chance
to get out of this room alive.

Why did you make
that phone call?

Be smart, boy!

Nothing's worth dying for.

It's time for you to go.

What are we doing here?

There's nothing here but
a broken down old mine.

That's right. Out.

Now, look, fellas,

if... If Morelli is
sore about me

not taking that trip,

we could turn around and
tell him I've changed my mind.

Some things can't be changed.

Let me have that.

I thought I saw something

Come on, let's go.

All right, this is far enough.

I'd cut off my arm before
I'd talk, you know that.

No. No!

Touch that gun,
and I blast you both.

Don't shoot. The
whole place will cave in.

He's right. He's
right. Don't shoot.

I used to work here
before it was condemned.

It's liable to go any minute.

All right, come out. Get
your hands up, both of you.

You can't use that gun, either.

There's no way you
can make us come out.

It looks like we're
all in the same spot.

Ah!

Thanks.

You know who we are?

I'd rather take my
chances with you.

You'll have to give
a full confession.

I don't care.

I did it to save my brother.

He works for the
syndicate in Cicero.

They said they
were gonna kill him

unless I played ball with them.

We're getting out, but
we're leaving you two here.

What's that supposed to mean?

When we get outside,

I'm going to fire a
couple of shots in here.

I've never seen a mine collapse.

You're a fed,
you couldn't do it.

Couldn't I?

Where's the hideout?
Where's the junk handled?

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

You got just 30 seconds.

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, we've
got to get out of here.

Come on.

Come on, get up. Get up,
we gotta get out of here.

Twenty seconds.

Get up, will you?

Come on.

Ten seconds.

All right, feds. I'll tell you.

You're staying right
here until it's over,

so it better be the truth.

There's a room in back
of the police station.

We operate from there.

I'll be back for you.

Eliot, get down.

I guess we won't have
to come back for them.

In a few minutes, Morelli
will know all about this.

It might be just
the break we need.

Bravo talked.

They're running the
narcotics operation

from a back room
of the police station.

That's like having the
first mortgage on the town.

There's only one way
we can crack that station.

That's to get every
cop we can out of it.

We're going back
to town right now.

But that's what Morelli wants.

He spots him in town, he'll
never let you get him out

even if he has to use
the entire police force.

That's what I'm counting on.

I'll tell you about
it on the way in.

Donato, come on.

Eliot Ness had to move fast.

Youngfellow was to
call Beecher Asbury,

the United States district
attorney in Chicago,

for reinforcements.

Everyone had a job to do.

It doesn't matter
who he was talking to.

In a while it will
be all over anyway.

It won't make any
difference what they know.

What are you doing here?
You're supposed to be at the mine.

He must have found
out and tipped off Ness.

When I got there,
the feds had Donato.

What about the boys?

The mine collapsed.

All I saw come out were
the feds and Donato.

Hello, operator. Give me
the police department, quick.

But I begged you, Morelli, I...

I asked you before to
take care of that matter.

Excuse me, sir Is it important?

Eliot Ness is calling in on
the desk sergeant's phone.

Your boy Ness is
on the other phone.

I'll call you right back.

But I told him
you're on the phone.

He's on his way over right now.

Here he is.

Hello, Ness?

Is this Eliot Ness?

That's right, Towers, and
I've got Donato with me.

Sure I can put him on.

Hello?

Yeah, this is Donato.

Yeah, that's right.

I turned myself in to Mr. Ness.

Yeah.

Trace this call, quick.

Yeah, yeah, sure, Ness.

But how can I give
you police protection

if I don't know where you are?

Now, look, Ness, just
what are you up to?

What do you want?

You tell me that you're afraid

to walk the streets with Donato,

and then you refuse to
tell me where you are.

He's calling from a gas station

near the corner
of Fifth and Main.

Bring him in. You'd
better send two cars

and plenty of help.

I see.

Hello, Ness.

Now, look, if you tell
me where you are...

Hello, Ness?

Ness? Hello?

Get Morelli.

Put the call on
my phone in there.

Plenty of time
to trace the call.

Let's move fast.

Well, I don't know what
he's up to, Mr. Morelli,

but he'll sure
lead with his chin.

Yeah, yeah, my men are on
the way to pick him up right now.

Yeah, I'll call you
when they bring him in.

You go around the back.

Operator, let me have
police headquarters.

This is Mason,
the place is empty.

All right, we'll fan out
and search the area.

Yes, sir. If they're
around, we'll bring them in.

Mr. Ness,

how much longer we
gonna have to wait?

As soon as I get the
signal my men are in town.

Well, suppose something happens.
Suppose they don't show up?

There's our signal. My
men are in town now.

Let's go.

You don't have to
do this, you know.

When a man saves my
life, I don't ask questions.

This I promise you, whatever
happens to you, happens to me.

You better send out another car.

Put up a roadblock on
the highway to Chicago.

Yes, sir.

What's this all about, Ness?

I'm holding Donato
as a material witness

for the murder of Judge Zabo.

I want police protection

until someone arrives from
my office with a warrant.

Sure, why not?

You can stay as
long as you like.

I'd feel safer in there.

Both of you?

I'm afraid so.

Lock them up.

Operator, get me Calum City 876.

Yeah?

You mean to tell me he just
walked in there with Donato?

You keep him there, understand?

I'll take care of everything.

Our pigeon just walked
in the police station.

You keep him company. Come on.

Bring the chopper.

You sure your guys
are gonna make it?

They'll make it.

Where are they?

You can't do it in
here, Mr. Morelli.

We'll take them
in the back room.

No, no! You can't
do it in... Shut up!

All right, keep your
hands where they are.

The Untouchables
hit the jackpot.

It was all there,

all the evidence needed
to smash and convict,

contacts, pushers, jobbers,

ports of entry,
methods of entry.

Shipping dates, arrival dates,

quantities of
merchandise, payments.

All the secret
information needed

to cripple the syndicate's
main source of income,

narcotics.

Next step, the
rescue of Enrico Rossi

and then a victory celebration.

Judge Leon Zabo
had not died in vain.

The revelation of the
syndicate's involvement

in corruption, murder and
narcotics moved the citizens

into voting for the reformed
government candidates.

Calum City was destroyed
as a sanctuary for sin.

As he looked at the
fruits of his victory,

Eliot Ness knew how easy
it was for men to forget,

how insidiously indifference
and apathy creep back,

how quickly men like Morelli

can regain their
hold on society.

He hoped Calum City would
never forget Morelli's mob rule.

It was up to the people now.

The Untouchables.