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There she is, 277.

Two men in a cab?

All a load of cheese? I thought you used to handle that truck by yourself.

Let's forget about it. Let's get out of here. Take it easy. Take it easy. Just a

small change of plans.

If I actually drive the truck, I'll clear the way.

Tell them we'll take two guys to replace me.

Smitty! What are you doing down here, slumming?

Don't I drop around and see if I can buy you working stiffs a beer? How about

it? Smelly, I ought to stay with the truck.

What for? A beer? Five minutes?

All right.

Wait a minute.

You should have stayed by the truck. One beer, that's all he said, all right?

Look, I ain't going to tell him that we're carrying half a million dollars in

furs.

You know what a big mouth he is.

Laverne!

That loaded cheese nut, you get her there.

Before she mildewed.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbliss Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, Stephen Brooks,

with guest stars Arthur O 'Connell, John McIntyre,

Cecil Calloway.

Tonight's episode.

The Hijackers.

Lewis, this is Arthur. Did I wake you up?

No, no, I was disturbed.

Oh, that's good, Lewis.

Lewis, you remember that hijacking syndicate case?

Trucks that were hitting Seattle, Denver, New Orleans?

You may not tell me those boys are still in business.

They just hijacked a refrigerated truck with $500 ,000 worth of furs in it.

Milwaukee, not more than three hours ago.

And we're going to jump in on it fast this time.

We're going to put a stop to it.

I want you to get a hold of Rhodes.

Right. Tonight, you're going to have to sleep on the plane.

It's flight 71, leaves at 2 .55. You're going to have to hurry.

Arthur! Now, wait a minute. This trip has some fringe benefits to it.

You've got an uncle living in Milwaukee, haven't you?

Yes.

Well, maybe you can find some time to visit him.

Excuse me.

Good night, Lewis.

Jim, Lou, how would you like to have breakfast with me?

In Milwaukee.

Morning, people. What do you think of this bulletin? Morning, here.

You must have been in late last night. Well, you know, Sam, he gets behind. He

won't let you quit.

How'd you make out?

Baby 1 -685.

Now, doesn't that beat working?

Here's your ticket. Well, thanks, baby.

Here's the paper, Mom.

Oh, thanks, Mom.

Cramps, can we go down to the creek this morning?

What do you have in mind, Steve? Anything special?

Fishing. Yeah, well, that sounds like a fair idea.

Well, what do you know?

Your old firm had a truck hijacked last night.

You don't say.

Serves them right for firing Grandpa.

Steve, I told you a hundred times, your grandfather wasn't fired.

He was pensioned off.

But he didn't want to be pensioned off.

If I was a man, I'd go right over and sock that Mr. McTig right in the nose.

If I was a man, I'd do the same thing, Stevie.

But you are a man, Grandpa.

You're the best there is.

Okay, Steve.

Okay.

Funny thing.

When McTig laid me off, I happened to mention to him that in 30 years, I never

once was hijacked.

Hijacked, he says. Who's going to hijack a load of cheese?

Cheese. Some cheese.

I just remembered, um, I'm supposed to see Max Wood this morning.

Aren't you going to eat your eggs?

I'm a half hour late already.

Grant! Yeah?

What about the fishing?

Hate to break a promise, Steve, but it looks like we'll have to put it off.

That's okay. It wasn't exactly a promise anyway.

We were just talking.

Maybe tomorrow.

I'll send them right in.

Come on, Inspector.

Good to see you again.

Jim Rhodes, Alan Clark. Hello, Alan. Good to see you. Well, anything new on

hijackers? Yes, sir. I think we've got them pretty well bottled up this time.

were notified within minutes of the action, so we threw a cordon around the

city. It would be next to impossible to get the truck out.

What about fences? You got them covered?

Yes, sir. It's not going to be easy to dispose of a truckload of furs in any

case. I wouldn't be too sure of that, Alan. These boys are pretty well

organized. They've got pipelines set up that spread the loot around so thin you

never notice it.

Well, we've notified our informants what to look for.

Clark?

Yes, Inspector?

Let's know where you want to hang out.

Hello, Uncle Walter. This is Lewis.

Lewis!

Where are you, my boy?

I'm in town at the field office.

Well, I hope... I see you this time.

Well, I certainly hope so.

Let's have dinner together tonight.

Uh, tonight?

Yeah.

That is, if you're not too busy.

Well, I tell you what, let me call you later this afternoon. I'll know more by

then.

Okay. I'll look forward to it. Oh, and thanks for thinking of me, Lewis.

Goodbye, Hawaii.

The, uh, interstate transfer. Here's the address.

The contact is the owner, Arnold McTague. He's expecting us in about an

I'd like to see Arnold McTague's face about now.

It ain't funny anymore, Smitty. You said you wanted to play a practical joke on

your boss. Okay, I said they're not going to haul out the militia for a load

cheese, but a half a million bucks worth of furs.

Half a million, imagine.

That's like $10 ,050 a bill.

We're in the big time now.

Big time is what we're going to get.

Can I speak to you a minute, Pops?

What's eating you, Irwin? You know I got no secrets from these two.

Well, we're all jammed up. We got three new monthlies last week and two more

today. Now we got to open up the fifth floor.

Well, then get rid of those six deadheads on four.

Been in over a year. Sell them for storage charges.

Okay. You're the boss. Okay, Pops.

Did he find out about the truck?

I got the only key.

I think we ought to sneak that truck out to Knife Pocket on the side street and

notify the cops by phone.

No good. They got the whole police force on the prowl. Suppose somebody spots

us. But it'll be dark.

And they'd find a clue.

Fingerprints or something.

Why don't we wipe everything clean?

Wear gloves or something.

The FBI got a million ways. Suppose they start putting the heat on Ed and Hal.

Find out I was there.

They're gonna do that anyway.

Yeah, but they got no point to bargain from, see?

You see?

It's simple. They can find out all they want. They don't bring back the forest.

Right now, that's the main point they're interested in.

So? So, play it smart.

Hold on to the forest for a little while. That makes them anxious.

Then we're in a position to do a deal.

What deal?

Return the forest. No questions asked.

It's done all the time.

Take my word for it.

I've been in the trucking business all my life. Let Alan McTeague sweat a

I'm not worried about McTeague. I'm worried about us.

Stop, Larry.

Give me back the key.

Worst comes to the worst, I'm just the guy who brought in the truck.

You don't know from nothing.

Rabbit's foot.

We're going to need some luck.

Well, it always worked for me before.

Well, I never was hijacked.

No, no.

Now, wait a minute.

Just listen.

Will you pay attention?

Now, you get those trucks moving. I don't care what you have to do.

Look, I... I don't want to hear any problems. I got enough problems.

This is just terrible for the firm, Inspector. Terrible. Terrible.

We're pretty sure you'll get the furs back, Mr. McTague. Yeah, yeah, yeah. But

when? I hope in a few days.

This I gotta see.

Yeah? Mr. Sheldon and Mr.

Evans are waiting in room 15.

Show these men where it is. See they don't get lost.

Thanks for the cooperation.

Never mind that.

Just get me some results.

Today he's in one of his moots.

Room 15 is right this way, please.

I'll meet you back at the office. Yes, sir.

Oh, I'm sorry about that McTague character.

What are you going to do? You can't win them all.

Yes, Mr. McTague. What's number 98 doing in maintenance? I thought we put her

back on service yesterday.

Paul says he can't re -bore that engine.

It's too far gone.

Well, you tell that grease monkey if he can't do the job, I'll get somebody who

can. I don't care how tough it is to get good mechanics. You tell him that, you

hear? Atta boy, Arnold.

Who let you in?

Arnold, is that any way for a field general to talk?

By right, you shouldn't really be up here. You should be down there with them

glasses, sitting on a big white horse.

I'm a very busy man. I got no time for jokes.

Well, I got time.

I got lots of time.

Remember when you was a kid? You used to sneak rides on my truck?

I remember when your father went into this business.

He brought a broken down rig from a junk man.

I bet if he was still alive, I'd still be working here.

Look, you get a good pension. In a couple of years, you're going to be

down Social Security.

What more do you want?

Arnold, I want a job. Will you stop calling me Arnold?

Okay, boss. I am not your boss anymore. Will you get that through your head?

You don't belong here.

No, I'm sorry I gave you them rides.

All right, look, you're sorry, I'm sorry. We're both sorry, huh?

Now do me a favor and get lost.

I read about the hijacking.

Naturally, being my truck, I was interested. Now, how did you know that?

We didn't give out any information about the truck.

Well,

I still have some friends downstairs.

All right, all right. So it was your old truck.

I got a proposition to make to you.

Suppose I help you get them furs back.

You?

Well, it would prove I still got enough stuff to hold down a job.

You know something?

I got rid of you just in time.

You really flipped.

First back, jaw back. Deal?

Okay, okay, it's a deal, it's a deal. Now do me a favor and get out of here

let me get some work done.

Arnold, you won't regret this.

Good luck.

Normally, you'd have stayed behind as a guard. You decided to leave the truck

last night because of this peculiar attack of lightheadedness, huh?

Well, it came over me all of a sudden.

I started feeling dizzy.

You get these spells often?

No, sir. Not too often. I figured it must have been my stomach, so I went

to get something to settle me.

Well,

I couldn't have been gone more than a couple of minutes.

Did you leave the keys in the ignition?

Well, no, no, sir, no, sir. I got them right here.

I wouldn't stop prose. I got hot wired. Hey,

I thought I sounded like you fellas.

Hey, how about a beer?

Smitty, this is Mr. Erskine and Mr. Rhodes from the FBI.

The FBI?

Hey, boy, wait till my grandson hears about this.

I'm sorry I butted in. Oh, not at all. We're all through here.

I'd appreciate it if you kept yourselves available.

Yes, sir. Nice to meet you, Mr. Smith.

Pleasure's all mine.

It's my pleasure.

What's the big idea, Smitty?

Well, I thought I could be of some help.

You're going to help Al lose his job. You opened your big mouth at the wrong

time. I heard you telling him about your tummy ache.

What am I supposed to say, Smitty? That I just happened to stop in for a beer?

Wait a minute.

Come to think of it, if they check... and McTague finds out about it, I'm

Maybe we could have Laverne cover for you.

Say that Al just had a soda water or something.

We can't go back there.

I can.

Smitty, would you go out on a limb for me?

Sure.

Oh, Smitty, that's decent of you. That's mighty decent of you.

Well, I feel responsible in a way.

Yes, sir, he's here.

Mr. Morton, Mr. Clark will see you now.

Excuse me.

Yes, sir?

Is this Mr.

Clark's office?

Oh, yes, sir.

You're Mr. Erskine, aren't you?

Yes.

The receptionist told me my nephew wasn't in.

I told the receptionist to send you in. Mr. Erskine will be here any minute.

Would you like to sit down?

Thank you.

May I?

Of course.

Thank you. I took a chance in coming here.

You see, my nephew wasn't sure that we could have dinner together tonight.

So I said, well, he must eat.

And if I could just be there, well,

you understand, it would save him the trouble of coming to my place.

Well, that's very thoughtful of you. Please sit down and be comfortable.

Thank you.

Robert, is Morton here?

Yes, he is, sir, and also... Uncle Walter.

It's good to see you, Lewis.

You look wonderful.

Oh, Jim, I want you to meet my favorite uncle, my associate, Jim Rhodes. How do

you do, sir? I came to ask you to come to lunch, Lewis.

Lunch?

Well, Uncle Walter, right now it's, uh... Oh, bad time.

I'm sorry, I really am.

Oh, that's all right, I...

I'll just go back home and wait for your call.

I'll do my best to make it tonight. I promise.

Yes, sir. Mr. Erskine is right here.

Well.

Well.

Goodbye, Lewis.

Yeah, man? Yes, sir.

Goodbye, miss.

Goodbye.

Inspector Erskine, Special Agent Rhodes. This is Andy Morton, the most reliable

informant we've got. Andy, if those furs are within a hundred mile radius, Andy

will get a line on them.

He was wise to come here.

I drive a hack, Inspector. I'm not particular what calls I answer.

My George will even pick up FBI agents.

My contacts think he gives me an in with the Bureau.

Any word yet?

No, not a thing.

Oh, maybe something will show up.

Listen, how are they going to hide a half million in furs?

Unless they eat them.

I'll hear about it.

Just a couple of new fences you might keep an eye on.

Yeah, right.

I'll check in the middle if I hear anything.

Good. See you around. Andy?

What's up, gentlemen?

I'm buying lunch.

That's the second offer we've had today.

This one we'll accept, as long as it's at a place called the Trucker's Haven.

Food ought to be good at Whitey's. All the truck drivers eat there.

Ed Sheldon was having a beer when Evans walked in. Said his stomach was

bothering him.

That's when somebody drove off with their truck.

I never expected to run into you two fellas so soon. Hey, Laverne, you better

watch your step.

These two men are from the FBI.

Hey, I'm glad I ran into you.

I've been trying to get in touch.

It's about those hijacked cars.

Being in the trucking business for 30 years, you learn a few of the ins and

outs, and I thought I might be able to help, unless you have some objections.

No objections at all, Mr. Smith.

Call me Smitty.

Bureau encourages cooperation from private citizens, Smitty.

Well, I appreciate that. Give me something to do.

Smitty, I thought you worked for Interstate.

Used to.

I'm pensioned off.

But I still get an issue to come around the old place once in a while.

Any special way I can reach you?

Just the local FBI field office.

Oh.

Well, I'll get to work on it right away.

He gets around, doesn't he?

He talked to Whitey, the mechanic.

He couldn't help him. He said that he was busy at the time, saw the truck

out, and figured it was the same thing that drove in.

Well, they didn't get anywhere here.

I wouldn't say that. We just enlisted the aid of a very willing informant.

Smitty.

It is the opinion of this reporter that the furs were hijacked by a nationwide

syndicate known to shift its operations abruptly from one part of the country to

the other.

However... There has been no official confirmation of this from informed

sources.

Now tomorrow's weather slightly... Nationwide syndicate, eh?

They ought to call the FBI.

The FBI?

Yeah, I've been working with them.

Didn't I tell you that, Ann?

Really, Grandpa?

Sure, look.

See that number?

Yeah. Watch the number I dialed.

Inspector Erskine, please.

Yes.

Can I please speak to Inspector Erskine?

Harold Smith.

Just tell him Smitty's calling.

Hello, Inspector.

How are you?

I'm fine, thanks.

That's good.

Good.

What is it you want, Smitty?

Well, uh...

The word is, Inspector, that this hijacking job was done by a nationwide

syndicate, and it seems as if they've been doing it all over the country.

Where did you get this information? I mean, what's your source?

Well, there's this friend, and he has a lot of informed sources, and that's what

he said.

Do you know him well, this friend?

Well, not personally.

And his name can't be divulged.

Did he mention anything specific?

No, no, he didn't.

No places or names?

No, that's what he said.

But I thought I'd better tell you right away.

I see. Well, thanks very much, Mitty.

Inspector, if I uncover anything else, I'll give you a call.

Yes, you do that.

Bye, Inspector.

The FBI.

You'd better hurry and wash up for dinner. Your mother will be home from

any minute.

Imagine.

The FBI.

Look, I told you I'd call you when I had something to say.

We've got to move faster than this, Morton.

What's the problem? They can't have disappeared into thin air.

Inspector, I don't understand it myself.

I haven't heard one single solitary thing.

All right, well, call me the minute you do. Yeah.

Lou, what's going on? Are they just holding up somewhere?

It's not their pattern.

Successes always come from speed, head and run. Yeah, well, they're not doing

this time. I know they're not doing it.

Doing it.

Suppose it was a local job, pure and simple.

It's got to run down on every pro in the area if it takes all night.

Oh, Lou, uh, are we having dinner tonight? We're not.

came up at the last minute with this case I'm working on.

I'm afraid I just can't make it for dinner.

I hope you're not too disappointed.

Well, of course I'm disappointed, my boy, but I understand.

Maybe tomorrow.

Yes, maybe tomorrow.

Good luck on your case.

Pay me double, gents.

Double on top of everything, too, this time.

Now, is there anything else I can get for you boys before I go to bed?

Yes, get a big save for your husband to keep his money in.

Don't stay up too late. You hear that?

The minute her husband's ahead, she wants to break up the game.

Oh, Sam.

Stevie, back to bed, mister.

Grandma, can't I stay up and watch a while? Go on, go on, go on.

you're going to get that truck out of my garage.

Relax, Max.

The FBI isn't looking for three pinnacle players.

They're looking for a nationwide syndicate.

That's us. The Mellow Lane Syndicate Boys.

Ho, ho, ho. Very funny.

Except my son -in -law's been after me to open up that loft.

Stall him.

I can't. Not any longer.

Pass. Pass.

Brought a guy in today to look at the floor.

Needs overflow space for 30 cabs. I told him to come back tomorrow afternoon.

The man was mad as a hornet.

That son -in -law pestered me to death. You've got to get that out of there

tonight. How can I get even if you don't play cards?

Max, you want the whole thing to be for nothing?

What about my deal with McTague?

I've got to make him sweat long enough that he'll remember to keep his promise

and give me back my job.

Smitty, it's your bid.

Well, then get another job.

I've got my own business to think of.

Smitty! A fine friend you turned out to be. Friends are not supposed to back out

on a man. And friends aren't supposed to get other friends into trouble either.

They want to get us all into jail if we don't watch out.

All right, friend.

I'll move the truck tomorrow.

What's wrong with tonight, friend?

Because, friend, in the daytime it'll be less noticeable.

The FBI won't be expecting hijackers to move all them furs in broad daylight.

All right, then, tomorrow. at noon, at 12 o 'clock sharp, at high noon, or I

call the FBI.

Your bid, friend.

Well, the case.

I've been running all over this town.

Where do you see my expense account?

Well, one crime at a time.

I've been living with those fences.

Nothing. Zero. Now, one single solid piece of information.

Well, Andy, I thought you weren't going to contact us until you had something to

give us.

That's what I said, and that's what I did.

A number one solid information. That's what I gave you.

I don't understand what... What you're trying to tell us is that you know too

many crooks and not enough honest people.

Move to the head of the class, Inspector.

Amateurs.

That's what it looks like to me.

Wouldn't you know it.

I'd say you got your work cut out for you.

We can't even be sure of a motive now.

Back to the beginning.

Interstate transfer.

Arnold McTague.

Uncle Walter.

Please don't get upset for me, Lewis.

I just keep on hoping that someday I'll catch you when you're not so busy.

Jim, you know what questions you ask McTague.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Erskine.

Now then, Uncle Walter, where shall we dine?

Lewis, I'm very sorry.

Why?

Don't you think I'm upset because you want to see me so much?

I'm flattered.

You know, you remind me so much of your father.

And you look more like him every time I see you.

Which isn't enough, I'm sorry to say.

Because, you know, sometimes I get really lonely.

You know, it's three years since you and Helen...

But you know, I think one of the hardest things of all to take is to retire.

When a man doesn't have his work, he has so much more time to think and to

remember.

That reminds me.

Thanks for the invitation to dinner, but you've got work to do when it's done.

Call me, huh?

I will, I promise.

Oh, and remember now, when the time comes for you to retire,

don't. Stick to the job.

I'll keep you out of trouble.

Of course I got enemies.

Man can't stay in business without enemies.

Nobody's stupid enough to hijack furs.

Fire anybody, Lincoln? I fire people every week, sometimes twice a week.

can't pull his own weight, out.

What about if we look at your payroll records? You're the federal government,

aren't you?

Who else do I keep books for?

By the way, Mr. McTague, what can you tell us about a man called Smitty?

Smitty?

He's a pest.

He used to work for my father. I retired him a couple of months ago. But he

keeps popping up.

Popping up?

Yeah. He'd take this hijacking thing just because it was his truck that was

involved. He used to drive the truck?

Yeah. And he thinks that gives him the right to keep bothering me about it.

He even offered to help me get the furs back if I give him his job again.

Now, how in the world did you get mixed up with Smitty?

I met him a couple of times. He offered to use his long experience in the

trucking business to help us.

No wonder you're not getting any place.

Could I have his address, please?

313 Mellor Lane Road.

Won't you sit down, gentlemen? No, thanks, Mrs. Smith. We'd just like to

your husband. We're in kind of a hurry. So am I.

That's why I had Stevie bring you into the kitchen.

Oh, I hope you don't mind.

I just got back from shopping. I'm way behind on everything.

My goodness, you'll never know how surprised I was when my husband told me

he was working with the FBI.

Yes, ma 'am. Is he here?

No, I'm afraid he isn't.

He'll be so sorry to have missed you, too.

Do you have any idea where we could find him?

Have you tried Max Wood's garage?

He didn't say that's where he was going, but it's almost always a good bet.

He plays pinochle with Max and Sam Fuller. Do you have that address, ma

yes, it's written down.

Stevie, get our little phone book over there.

One last thing, Mrs. Smith.

Was your husband home the night before last?

The night before last?

Let's see.

Oh.

No.

No, he wasn't. As a matter of fact, he came home quite late.

He was at Max Woods, I think, playing pinochle.

Thank you.

What do you want to know about that night?

You going to arrest Grandpa?

Stevie. He didn't have anything to do with it. He wouldn't steal your old

Stevie.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what made him do that.

I'm terribly sorry.

It's all right, Mrs. Smith.

Thanks again for your help. We'll find our way out. Goodbye.

Baby, come back here.

Grandma, he did it.

Grandpa did it.

I heard him say so last night.

He's the one who hijacked the truck.

Five o 'clock, stand by in the area with three agents.

Clear.

Sounded like the boy knew something.

Lou?

Looks that way.

Some people sure can take advantage of their friends.

Coming right up on 12 o 'clock.

What are you going to do with the truck? Hide it. Where?

If I don't tell you, then you can say you don't know without lying.

But the one thing I don't want to do is get my friends in trouble. Yeah.

I think your father is in terrible

trouble, Ruth.

You'd better come home.

Right away.

Three minutes to twelve.

The last.

Right next corner.

Now, you be careful, Schmitty. I will, Sam.

How about a pinocchio game tonight, Sam? Two -handed.

You've got exactly 30 seconds to 12 noon.

Yeah.

FBI.

Inspector Eskin and Special Agent Rhodes.

Either one of you, Max Wood?

Yes, sir. I am. We're looking for Harold Smith.

Oh, I'm going to see him tonight. We're going to play pinochle.

Tonight? Yeah, but my name's Fuller, Sam Fuller. We had an idea he might be here

right now.

No, sir. He ain't here.

Mind if we look around?

No.

Is it about Smitty helping you out on that hijacking case?

If you don't mind.

Right up here.

What?

Hi, Pop.

Can I open up the fifth floor now?

It's open. Already? How come?

I opened it.

Suppose we start with the fifth floor.

Well, nothing on the fifth floor. It hasn't been for weeks.

Are you gentlemen from Acme Camps? I'll be happy to show you around. Never mind.

I'll show them around. Right up here.

Gasoline.

Hasn't been anyone up here in weeks, huh?

You're wasting your time. We don't take trucks in this garage.

Who said anything about trucks?

You know, Mr. Woods, you'd be doing Smitty a favor if you told us where he

with that truck.

Well, I don't know, and that's the truth.

All right, Jim, call Clark and have him move in now. Tell him to contact the U

.S. attorney.

He can meet us at Interstate Transfer.

What are you doing in that jacket?

Company rules.

Can't drive a company truck without a company jacket.

Arnold, we made a deal. Get out of here.

Arnold, I got the first, and I want my job back. You got the... Take that

off before I have you arrested.

Arnold, aren't you going to keep your promise?

I have had just about enough of you.

You've been getting away with murder around here for years just because you

happen to be a friend of my old man.

Yeah, I was a friend of his, and he knew how to treat his friends.

People who worked for him weren't just...

They were nays with faces and they were people. He didn't just use them and then

throw them out like a one -out truck. I'll beat it. Are you going to keep your

promise? Listen to me. When you beat it, get out of here.

I'm going to stop you.

I'm going to go to work you out. You're a fool.

I'm going to go to work you out.

Smitty, get out of here.

Smitty in there?

Yes, yes, yes.

Wait here for Clark.

All right, hurry it up. All of you, hurry it up. I'm going to do your job.

He tried to kill me. You saw it.

All right, do you want to tell me what you did with that truck?

And the furs?

Oh, come on, Inspector. Now, how would he... He knows he took them.

And I brought them back.

And there's no harm done.

No harm?

What... Do you realize this is a felony?

Punishable by up to ten years in prison?

Prison?

What's this going to mean to Steve, Inspector, and them,

and Ruth?

I'm going to tell you something.

I have an uncle. He's retired, too.

But he doesn't have a wife, or a daughter, or a grandson, or anyone.

Compared to him, you've got everything.

Now where's the truck?

It's in the maintenance yard.

Sorry for all the trouble I caused.

I mean it.

I'm sorry too, Smitty.

I never... Someone to see Mr.

Smith.

Could you forgive me?

Bruce.

I guess your grandpa's some kind of a dope, Steve.

Smitty?

I guess it's about time I... Turn the business over to the son -in -law

Think of all the time we'll have to play pinochle.

Well, Alan, thanks for your help.

And get the reports back to the Bureau as soon as possible, will you? Maybe the

course will go easy on them in view of their background.

And be on the lookout for hijackers. I understand there's a nationwide ring

still operating.

Somewhere. I'll do that, sir.

Lou, we'd better hurry.

You're going to miss that plane.

Uh -uh.

You're going to miss that plane. Oh? I called the Bureau. I'm spending the

weekend in Milwaukee.

Uh -huh.

What sort of mischief do you suppose we can get into? You got any ideas?

A few, my boy.

A few.

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