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The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers production.

Starring Abram Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, Stephen Brooks,

with guest stars Philip Bond, Benson Fong,

Key Luke, and special guest star Charles Aidman.

Tonight's episode, The Hiding Place.

Mr. Ward?

Hello, Ross.

What's it all about, Art?

Something I want to show you.

But before I run these pictures, I want to fill you in on some background.

Gene, hold my calls, please. No interruptions.

There was a hit -and -run case in Oregon last week. A little old Nisei truck

farming community in the Willamette Valley.

Sit down, gentlemen.

Cigarette?

Lou.

All in, you say? Yeah.

American -born Japanese who went back to the West Coast after the war.

Formed a new community. They call it Green Haven.

This hit -and -run took place just a few miles outside of town.

Their chief of police sent us a hubcap bearing a set of fingerprints for a

routine check.

Only seven of them were clear, but... Routine?

Just seven?

Well, you know how it is with the identification division, Lewis.

Miracles take a little bit longer, that's all.

And there were some unusual patterns, which is where these pictures come in.

They consist of Army -filmed interviews of American survivors of the Bataan

Death March, who were later held captive in a Japanese POW camp on Luzon.

There's a definite connection with the hit -and -run case.

These films were taken on the day the prisoners were liberated.

You'll notice there's one name repeated over and over.

And on the march for Bataan, were you given adequate ration?

We didn't get any food at all for five days, sir.

Not only that, but this dirty louse, Fujita, this three -star

private, he took every drop of water that we had and he gave it to his horse.

And when my buddies woke up,

As a commissioned officer, I was given charge of the camp's work details.

My men were sick, sick and undernourished.

When they didn't do enough work, Vegeta cut their rations even lower.

According to the articles, I filed a written protest.

Vegeta tore it up.

It beat me.

Beat me till I started to bleed and threw me into a pond crawling with

It would take too long to show you the whole reel.

Most of these men are dead now or dropped out of sight.

But the next one I want you to see.

Eric Delby, private first class.

Middle of the night, middle of the day, he yelled, caddy.

Bring me my mashie or driver or niblet or whatever came into his mind.

Like it was some kind of a joke between us or showing off how good he could talk

American.

Anyway, what he meant was this golf club with the head gone.

What he would do is he would hide it around a compound.

And if I found it quick...

He'd only whacked me a couple of times with it, but if I was too long,

he thought I was too long.

He said I was too long.

Oh, sorry, sir.

What I meant was when I found it...

Is, uh, Eric Delvey still alive, Mr. Ward?

In a way, yes.

He lives in San Francisco with his brother.

When he isn't in and out of veterans' hospitals and psychiatric clinics, he's

still blind.

It's, um, a large face, Art.

Isn't he a nice guy?

Born in Ohio?

That's right.

Toledo.

Sentenced to 10 years for armed robbery.

1940 escaped.

Signed on a Pacific tanker.

Jumped ship at Yokohama just before Pearl Harbor.

Turned up next in the Japanese army on Luzon.

Vanished when we retook the Philippines.

Never renounced his American citizenship.

File still open on him.

Charged treason.

Which brings us back to the hit -and -run case.

The driver is still at large.

You two are going to go out there under the cover of insurance investigators and

find him.

Fertitta.

The fingerprints were his.

It's been a week, Henry, and that's long enough.

I'm not just speaking for my student body. I'm speaking for the whole

Whoever he is, we want the driver who hit Danny Takata.

Otherwise, what?

A new chief?

Well, you said it.

I didn't.

Maybe what this town really needs is a new word for chief, George.

Maybe calling the only man on the force chief makes people expect too much. They

expect what you've always given them. When we all came out here as strangers

starting a new town, you were chosen to furnish law enforcement and protection.

You're not just Police Chief Nakamura.

To those kids and their parents, you've become a symbol, a father image.

Live up to it.

In their frame of reference, Chief used to equate with dependable.

Used to.

I'm sorry, but it's no time to pull punches.

No.

We've known each other too long for that.

I just didn't realize you were with the boys who want my scalp.

We don't want your scalp, Henry.

We want action.

Danny's friends and classmates out there have a right to know what progress

you're making, if any.

What do I tell them? What do you tell them? I'm not obliged to tell anybody

anything until I'm ready to.

But I guess those kids are sort of special.

Boys, your principal has just told me where you stand.

And I'm going to make it just as plain where I stand.

Stand, Mr. Nakamura?

The room was you just sitting.

Stand!

I'm sorry, sir.

It's all right, George.

Long as they remember Danny Takata's my friend as well as theirs.

In fact, I've always considered everybody in Greenhaven as my friend.

And it isn't easy to think that one of the friends I trusted...

is a hit and runner.

Facing up to that is just as tough as having to track him down.

And it's going to take time.

Would you like a vote of confidence, too, sir, while Dan is in the hospital

fighting for his life?

Why don't you go home and get some sleep, Ruth? Your brother won't need

for a while.

I'm not tired.

Are you sure he's going to be all right, Dr. Shigetsu?

Come in.

Honey, you've known me all your life.

You know I don't smoke.

I just carry the pipe out of habit.

That's right.

Like your bed.

Out of habit.

You don't smoke.

And you don't arrest it and run dry with it. Ruth, that's enough.

I'll be back in a minute.

You've got to understand, Henry, she's close to the breaking point.

I can hardly get her out of that room to go home for her meals.

She keeps hoping that he will be able to tell her who hit him when he comes

around, if he comes around.

We all hope for that, Leonard.

Meaning you've got nothing else to go on? Now, don't you start.

I'm sorry, Henry.

Oh, forget it.

I just dropped by to see how the boy was doing.

There's no change.

He has to make it.

Everybody's praying that he will, including me.

Well, it can't hurt to pray.

Although I prefer to put my faith in materia medica.

You know, Henry, I've always said that every man is entitled to his own

But have you ever considered how it sets with your patience?

The way you parade this atheism of yours?

But have you considered it keeps them from putting me on too high a pedestal?

Now, being the only doctor in town is like being the only policeman.

It's a lot to live up to.

The times we've failed, it gets rough.

I'll call you as soon as the boy comes around.

Goodbye, Henry.

Hi, Ken.

Joe?

I wonder if our chief of police has caught any hit -and -run drivers lately.

Joe, you know... I'll pick up my order later, Ken. Right now, I'd like a little

fresh air.

All right, Mr. Sakanishi.

I've had about enough.

Henry.

Sorry, Joe.

I didn't... This is my

town.

I just don't understand what's happening to everybody.

I know these people too well.

Hit and run is bad enough.

But treason in Greenhaven?

No, Inspector Erskine.

Not in my town.

I admire your loyalty.

But the Prince of Fujita's... He's here.

Here's our cover, Chief.

Insurance adjuster's investigating the case.

Okay?

Not okay.

You see, the pressure got so bad on me today, I, uh... You what,

Mr. Nakamura?

Well, I let it slip out that I was getting help from the FBI.

I meant a fingerprint report, but I made it sound like more than that.

Me.

Big shot.

So your cover's no good.

Greenhaven is going to guess who you are.

Guess.

They'll know.

Including Fujita.

Do you have any further questions, Inspector?

Just one or two that I didn't want to ask in front of the boy's sister.

Understand, Doctor, I'm not questioning your competence, but when a patient

remains unconscious this long, isn't it customary to bring another doctor in for

consultation?

I did.

Bill Lynn from over in Salem. We discussed surgical intervention to

intracranial pressure, but we decided it's much safer to wait.

If and when the boy regains consciousness, is he likely to have a

recollection of the accident?

I couldn't prognose that if I were the hit -and -run driver myself.

Are you, Doctor?

Would I tell you if I were?

No.

I'm just a backwoods GP, Ohio State, Harvard Medical.

Back home to Toledo to establish a practice.

But a federal fugitive, I'm not.

Federal fugitive, Doctor?

Oh, come now, Inspector.

Your FBI status is known all over town.

Word travels fast.

It sure does.

The FBI wouldn't have jurisdiction here unless the hidden runner is wanted by

Uncle Sam.

Everybody's got that figured out.

Good thing they have.

Nobody has left Greenhaven since the accident.

Now nobody will dare to.

It would be a dead giveaway.

And yet... And yet what?

Mr. Erskine, how could we have a traitor here and not suspect it?

We're almost like one big family.

That may be true, but you were mostly strangers to each other in 1947 when you

founded Greenhaven.

Fujita could easily have joined you and lived here ever since under false

credentials. All right.

Then let's fingerprint every man in the area anywhere near his age.

I could round them up in less than 24 hours.

The FBI doesn't employ those methods, Mr. Nakamura. No mass fingerprinting.

How about the prisoners Fujita mistreated?

You could bring one here and have him identify them.

I've checked their availability.

They're mostly dead, and the others I couldn't contact.

There is one I could call on, but I'd hate to. He's blind and a borderline

psychotic.

Getting that close to Fujita might push him over the edge.

I see.

You'd sooner let Greenhaven go to pieces.

I straightened it up. Might be a month before the county got around to it.

Joe Sakanishi.

Inspector Erskine, FBI.

Joe owns all the land right in this area.

Three sections.

He gets a little impatient with public servants.

Mr. Erskine wanted to see where the hit and run happened, Joe.

The town's more interested in who, Mr. Erskine?

Not where.

So are we, Mr.

Sakanishi, but sometimes one leads to the other.

What knocked it crooked? The accident?

I wouldn't know.

I wasn't here.

But I hope you find out more about it than we have up to now.

This is where I found Danny Takata's hot rod.

Right in here.

Well,

I went over every inch of this car, Lou. There are no dents, no scratches, no

paint transfers.

Whatever hit that boy didn't hit his car.

Well, something knocked it off his jack. Or else the jack would... Wait a

minute.

If the jack was here...

The handle extended out to here.

The other car could have come along and flipped it.

Did you examine the handle?

There's nothing to examine. There is no jack.

There was.

Hold it, Ben.

Oh, Pop, look, I just remembered Mr. Yamato told me... Don't kid me, son. The

jack to Danny's car... How come every time something happens, you always

me... Just give me a yes or no that you take it. Okay, okay.

Big deal.

There's a paint transfer.

Get this to the laboratory as soon as possible, Jim. Yes, sir.

There can't be many cars like this in Green Haven. Finding it should be

Now, Lewis, we've waited 20 years for this sadistic maniac.

Let's not lose him now.

Can you write down the car's description?

Yes, Arthur.

Green 1961 Ford.

Mr. Yamada?

Know who they arrested?

Our high school principal.

And he's a traitor.

He's Lord Prince Fujita.

I was drinking.

It's no use. I can't hide it anymore.

I've been a solitary drinker for years.

It's an escape.

So you get drunk and you drive.

Henry, I swear it's the first time I ever did.

I was driving

too fast.

I thought Danny had... I tried to swerve, but after I hit him, I panicked

drove away.

Are you claiming you didn't stop?

I didn't even slow down.

Can't you understand?

My career, my whole life would be over if the truth got out.

And teaching is my life.

Teaching and helping kids to grow up to be responsible.

Don't you understand, Henry?

Wipe the black off.

Would you like to talk about your war experience?

I keep telling you.

How many times must I say it? I'm not Fujita.

I'm not Fujita.

I'll take care of him.

Hold it. Let the police handle this. Be sensible.

Wait a minute. Let's get inside.

Don't let them hang me.

They say I'm a traitor.

Lord Bates Fujita, it's a lie.

You all know me. I'm your friend.

Punish me for Danny Takata. I've got that coming, but don't let them hang me

treason. Nobody's going to hang you.

Now, this man is the hit -and -run driver.

But his fingerprints, and I've just finished checking them, prove he's not

man we're looking for.

Fujita is still loose.

Lou, what happened?

They were Fujita's prints.

He must have come along after Yamada hit the boy.

What, Fujita?

Fujita wouldn't stop to help his mother.

He's been here 20 years.

Made friends.

Sees a boy lying hurt.

Goes back to check.

Realizes that he might be charged with a hit and run.

Investigated.

Starts to run Which one

Danny. Hi, sis.

Oh, Danny.

Danny.

Operator.

Operator. Is that you, Betty?

This is Ruth.

Ruth at the hospital.

Betty, help me. I've got to find Dr. Shigetsu.

Right -o, Betty. Will do.

Say, if you see Doc Shigetsu, tell him to rush over to the hospital right away.

Danny Takara's coming around.

Ben, Ben, spread the word. Shigetsu's wandered at the hospital. Danny's

out of it.

It's Ruth Takata.

Her brothers are getting consciousness.

Leave a note to Nakamura. Yeah.

Is the doctor here yet, Dr. Takata? No, I haven't been able to reach him. Hurry,

please!

I know when I've had it, Mr. Rhodes.

Not one customer has been in here since I tried to talk those fools out of mob

violence. Not one.

All it got me was on the hate list.

I wouldn't say hate, Mr. Torrey.

Embarrassed might be closer.

Even ashamed.

You embarrass a man and he dislikes you for a while.

Shame him and he hates you forever.

Care for a cold drink?

No, thank you.

Submission's part of it, too.

Finding out it was the second man's fingerprints on that hubcap. A man

for treason.

Knowing he's one of us.

Knowing he might strike again.

Danny must have still been conscious when Fujita stopped her.

He must have been afraid Danny'd seen him.

Well,

why didn't he try to finish the job right then and there?

Well, maybe he did.

Some of the head injuries might have come after the accident.

I keep wondering who'd be capable of killing a nice kid like Danny.

Uh -oh.

What do you suppose they're up to?

Well, well, well.

Hello there, Mr. Tony.

Something you fellas want?

No, the science says you're going out of business.

So we didn't think you would mind us camping here, as long as we're not

any customers out.

Be my guest.

We'll be back, huh, fellas?

He did invite us. He did.

And yet I had the idea they were more than just needling me.

They were looking at me like I was guilty of... Ah, what am I talking

I guess that's the real reason I'm pulling out. I've got the contagion,

Greenhaven just isn't healthy anymore.

People avoiding people.

Everybody suspecting everybody else of being Fujita.

I wish that fizz water were back in the bottle.

When you do leave, sir, we'll want to know where.

You will.

Thank you.

I might even come back if you ever catch large face.

Please sit down.

You'll be caught, Mr. Gutter.

Promises.

My brother is dead and you give me promises.

I'll give you some advice, too.

Get out of Greenhaven until this is over.

Me get out of Greenhaven?

For your own safety.

Whoever this Fujita is, he may get the idea your brother told you something

before the explosion.

And you want me to run?

Oh, no, Mr. Erskine.

That's all the more reason why I should stay.

Maybe they'll bring him out in the open.

Maybe that's the way to trap him.

He's shown he's too clever for that.

I wouldn't allow it anyway.

Are you sure you just don't want to get rid of me so I won't nag you about

Danny's murder?

I know how you feel, Mr. Carter.

I have a daughter of my own.

How sweet.

Only you'd be doing something about it if she lost someone she loved.

She did.

Her mother.

Never mind you.

I'm sorry.

When I think of Danny dead, and that Henry Nakamura not even trying to...

trying, Mr. Carter.

We're all trying.

Nakamura's a good man.

Is he?

Has it ever occurred to you that he might be the man he pretends to be

for?

Give that no job.

You were talking up a storm with a G -man.

What about?

Get out of here.

Oh, come on. Don't be like that.

Save yourself some trouble and let's have the moment of truth.

Now, what were you doing, Fujita?

Covering up for yourself by pointing your finger at somebody else?

Yeah, like my dad, maybe, huh?

What gave you that idea?

Me.

I wouldn't put it past you, Fujita.

If you call me that again... Do you like large face better?

Go in somewhere.

You'll only get tagged out.

Okay, fellas, let's show Fujita how Americans feel about treason.

No, no.

Stop it. Stop it.

um

Don't worry.

I just put a few in the ceiling to let them know it was loaded.

It's harmless.

All right, boys.

Just for the record, in case you still think I'm large -faced Fujita.

This is the United States Army Distinguished Service Cross.

My own division commander pinned it on me himself.

And this is the first time I have ever shown it.

Now, how about you heroes cleaning up your mess?

Yeah.

I figured I'd take suspicion of a pop if I... Do you think I'm Fujita?

You tell me.

Neighbor against neighbor.

Even son against father.

Now will you see it my way and fingerprint everyone?

Mr. Nakamura, I don't know how to explain this. I'm not under your

If you want me, try the railroad station just before sunset.

Where can I find Chief Nakamura?

At the fingerprinting table, Inspector.

You can't miss him.

I told you there'd be no mass fingerprinting, Mr. Nakamura.

And I told you that I'm not under your jurisdiction.

It isn't really mass fingerprinting anyhow, Inspector. The majority turned

documents, old driver's licenses, anything with prints already on them.

just trying to check the ones who didn't have them.

Lock him up! He's Putina! He wouldn't swear he wasn't. He didn't want to be

fingerprinted.

remembered for?

Is this what you want the rest of the country to think of? Greenhaven?

A bunch of savages without any semblance of law and order?

You say Dr. Shigetsu refused to swear an oath.

How could you expect him to swear to God when he doesn't believe in God?

Now you may not agree with him.

I don't agree with him either.

But that doesn't give me the right to force him to do things according to my

beliefs. And it doesn't give you the right.

It's no problem to check the records of a physician.

At the time Fujita was committing treason, Dr. Lenny Shigetsu was an

prisoner of war in Italy.

He was in a concentration camp for two years.

Now, why don't the lot of you go home and stay there?

If you ever need a doctor, I'll give you a discount.

Would that be ethical?

All right, Mr. Nakamura, you got your way with the fingerprints.

Let's go to work on them.

These all -night sessions are rough in the eyes.

And nothing to show for this one but... Daylight.

Well, if Fujita does live in Greenhaven, he's using another man's records and

prints.

Prince.

I wish I'd never sent Fujita's to you in the first place.

Look what you've done to my town.

He's done it, Mr. Nakamura.

Then get him.

Do something.

Stop all this horror.

Who are you calling, Lou?

San Francisco office.

The address of Womack TFC, Eric Delby.

I wish we didn't need your brother's help, Mr. Delvey.

Yeah.

It was needed when he enlisted, too.

Now, uh, you want to bring all that back?

No.

Let me talk to him.

I said no.

We're... Not really being overprotective, Mr. Erskine.

Eric's doctors told us never even to mention his prisoner of war days.

It's bad enough that he has to carry that memory around in his hands, that

he uses for a cane.

Norma, we've explained enough.

You're wasting your time.

I'm sorry.

That won't punish Fujita for what he did to your brother.

may have killed a teenage boy, the same as he killed who knows how many American

prisoners of war.

Help us, Mr. Delby.

No. I won't let you wreck what's left of my brother's sanity.

Isn't that my gamble, Frank?

Eric.

My gamble.

Eric, no matter what you heard, you just don't understand.

I don't understand. You don't understand.

This is what's kept me going all these years. This is what I've been hoping

Frank, this is a jackpot.

I pray I'd hear that voice again.

Fujita's voice.

Kenjiro Fujita.

Lard face.

Mister, I'm over here.

I thank you, mister.

How do we go about it?

It's been 20 years. If he sees me and disguises his voice, I'll never be able

identify him. He won't see you.

There'll be a town meeting. You'll be in another room.

If you hear anything that seems familiar, the sound of his voice,

we'll pull a man in for a personal interview.

Good.

Okay.

Good evening, Tom.

Tom, you mind signing the ledger?

What is this all about?

It's a town meeting to discuss our public enemy, Mr. Fujita.

I was on my way out.

You're leaving town, Kagawa?

Why not?

You think I'm Fujita, too, like my son does.

You don't have to sign. Your father just went in, Ben.

John.

It's good of you to come.

Aren't you speaking to your old friends anymore?

John Osaki was in this afternoon to have his throat treated.

The laryngitis is legitimate from all the yelling and screaming at the

station. No way he could be faking.

No way.

What do you think will clear up?

Tomorrow would look.

It's not going to work. It's not going to work. It's just not going to work.

Give it a chance.

How many more?

The room's almost full. Not many left now.

It's no use. It's just not going to work.

I'll never hear that again. voice again, and even if I did, I don't know if I'd

know it.

Come on in, Joe.

There's a couple of seats in front.

Come in for what?

To listen to you whine about not being able to find Danny's killer?

You know, one of these days, I'm not going to take any more of that.

Then what will you do, Flatfoot?

Slap my wrist?

I asked you a question, Flatfoot.

Well, Flatfoot, answer my question.

Peter.

Don't let them lynch me, Henry.

Henry.

Well, son, might as well go home.

Smell of rain in the air.

It's good for the crop.

Yeah.

You know, Jim, it's the only case of its kind among the hundreds of thousands of

loyal Nisei in this country.

And that's the record every American can be proud of.

All right, I'll see you in Portland tomorrow.

Fujita's been turned over to the U .S. Marshal.

Look, Mr. Delby, it's all right.

It's over.

You have nothing more to be upset about.

I know I'm... Mr. Erskine.

Yes, Eric.

You know what you've done for me.

You've given me back my sanity.

I wish there was something I could give you in payment.

There is.

If you think you can spare it.

You mean this?

Take it, Eric.

Frame it, throw it away. I don't need it anymore.

A very good ending, Mr. Eskin.

And a good beginning for Mr. Delby.

And for my town, too.

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