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Is there

something

I can do for you? No, no, thanks. I was
just...

Here you go, honey.

Uh, Captain Reedley?

Yes. Oh, I'm glad I caught you. I
thought back at the plant that Mr.

flight left at 9 .15.

9 .30. Is this for Mr. Foreman? No, Mr.
Kessler said just chuck it in the

baggage compartment.

A messenger will pick it up when you
land in Washington. Gotcha.

Would you sign here, please, down by the
X? Sure.

Mr. Daniel Craig.

Mr. Daniel Craig.

Here you go. Thanks a lot.

Have a nice flight now.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Foreman.

Good to have you aboard.

How are you?

This way, to the left.

Kessler. Now, Mr. Colton and I are still
in conference.

He'll call down when he's ready to
leave.

Your car is here.

You know, your reliable friend isn't
very reliable. Wasn't he going to call

finish the job?

Why don't you go on home? I'll wait.

Colton Kessler Foreman.

A triumvirate.

And then there were two.

Will you please go home?

How's your friend going to do it?

I wouldn't know.

Knife, club, noose?

Tell the chauffeur Mr. Colton's on his
way.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers
production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Diane Baker.

Murray Hamilton.

And special guest star Fritz Weaver.

Tonight's episode.

Camel's nose.

A routine inquiry into an airplane crash
quickly became an all -out

investigation of four separate acts of
murder.

Eyewitnesses told special agents of the
FBI that the Colton Industries plane had

exploded in midair.

And a residue of powder discovered on
sections of the baggage compartment was

forwarded to the FBI lab in Washington.

Analysis showed it had come from
dynamite with a high concentration of

nitrate. A mixture as deadly as TNT.

Hi, Jane. Hi.

He's on the phone.

With Mr. Hoover.

Inspector?

Did you see this?

Yes, I did.

You knew him too, didn't you, Inspector?

Mr. Foreman? No.

Yes, don't you remember?

He and his wife and Mr. Oh, good, good.

Mr. and Mrs. Colton all had lunch with
Mr. Ward one day last summer.

I remember the invitation. We were on a
case.

So you're a friend of Mr. Ward's?

Oh, I don't think they were close
friends. They knew each other.

He was treasurer of Colton Industries,
and Art's known Mrs. Colton since she

a little girl. I think he ever worried
the wedding, didn't he? Mm -hmm.

Sweetest woman. Just a darling girl. Oh,
good. He's free now.

Well, by the way, Hewlett of Defense was
on the other line. I told the secretary

that you wanted to talk to him.

She said she'd have him contact you here
when he got back.

Dee, did you get anything on that
Detroit call?

I got through to their home, but the
maid said Mrs. Colton hadn't come in

I left a message.

Oh, good.

Could you get me an aspirin, please?

Yes, sir.

What have you got, Lewis?

The lab report indicates it was
dynamite. Probably in the luggage

Thought I'd assign Thompson to it.

What are you on now, Lewis?

Robert's extortion.

Couldn't Thompson handle that?

Yeah. Was he good?

I'd like to wrap this up as soon as
possible.

I'd like for you to get out there
tomorrow morning if you could.

All right.

You'll probably run into some crackpot
or a madman.

But if it should be an act of suicide or
murder, we'll put everything we've got

on it.

Colton's got half a dozen government
defense contracts.

A company like that should be above
suspicion.

Hello, Ward.

No, it's for you, Jim.

Thank you.

Hello. You're investigating all the
insurance aspects.

Yeah, Jim's already started on it.

Lewis, does it seem a little unusual to
you that the treasurer of a company

would be taking a nighttime flight to
Washington?

Yes, it did.

As a matter of fact, I have a call into
Hewlett.

The foreman did have an appointment with
the defense. He'd know about it.

Well, don't get me wrong.

Don't think for a minute I think there's
anything shaky about Colton Industries.

Oh, thanks, Jim.

Colton's a good man.

I know him.

Nevertheless, it's an angle I want to
have thoroughly investigated by the top

investigator in the Bureau, because I do
know some of the people involved.

You understand exactly what I mean? You
bet.

All right, Dave.

KBL noon flight arrives Metropolitan 1
.40 p .m. All right, I'll take care of

now.

Yes? Mr. Hewlett for Inspector Erskine,
and I have Mrs. Colton now on two.

All right.

It's Hewlett for you.

Yes, Dave?

Uh, Lou, in regard to your question
about, uh, Paul Foreman? Yes?

Well, now, Foreman did call here
yesterday afternoon.

I wasn't in, and when I tried to get him
back, his secretary said he'd left.

Dave, what are Colton's outstanding
defense contracts?

Well, their biggest is, uh, an airplane
parts deal.

Gyroscope components.

How big? Could they go under without it?
They might.

What's the delivery date?

Well, let's see. The first consignment's
already... Well, it's already on its

way to Vietnam.

Okay, thanks.

Lewis, stick around.

Hello, Elise?

Oh, Arthur, how good to hear your voice.

I can't tell you how shocked I was at
the news, Elise.

How's Mrs. Foreman taking it?

Awfully hard.

It all happened so quickly.

Yeah.

And now the newspapers are hinting that
someone might have put a bomb on board.

And that's just driving her crazy.

Arthur, that's something your people
would investigate, isn't it?

Well, that's what I told Steve. I said,
darling, don't worry.

The FBI will have the whole thing
cleared up in a couple of weeks.

Why should Steve worry?

Oh, they're bidding on some big new
contract.

He said now all he needed was a phony,
hysterical newspaper scandal because the

FBI was investigating Colton Industries.

Well, I said to him, don't fret.

I said I'd be in Washington on Thursday
for Mom's birthday.

So I just look in on you and use my
enormous influence and make you call off

whole thing.

You think you could manage that?

Oh, sure.

All I'd have to do is to open my mouth
and you'd slap me into jail for trying

bribe a federal official.

Isn't that a great relationship? You
love me, but you'd flush me right down

drain if you had to.

It'd break my heart.

Some consolation.

Well, you're going to come see me anyway
now, huh?

Oh, I suppose.

Well, good -bye, sweetheart, and give my
best to Steve.

Yes, good -bye.

Hey, Art, why don't I handle it?

I could send my argument straight
through to the associate director.

No need for you to get involved in it.

Well, they're my friends.

Am involved

You ought to eat something.

You should have shown up at the
commissary.

Could you eat?

The point is, you should have come by.

People wanted to express their sympathy.

Line workers, office girls, everybody
like Paul.

They all knew what good friends we were.

Look, Steve, it's over with.

Rooting about it's not going to change a
thing.

Four people.

Just leave it to me, my junior partner
says. If Paul Foreman won't listen to

reason, well, we'll just get this
reliable friend.

He'll take care of everything before he
turns us all in.

Well, I guess we're lucky Paul Foreman
didn't take a transatlantic liner to

Europe. Your reliable friend would have
opened up the Seacocks. I thought it was

a tragedy, but it's ended.

Will you stop? What's ended?

Deaths.

They haven't even begun yet.

the parts back. They're not out of the
country. No, why not? We could retool.

See, we could say we made an honest
mistake.

Look, I changed government specification
sheets.

That's a very difficult mistake to make,
honestly.

I changed maximum stress chart. Listen,
it's more important than that. No, you

listen.

I came in this room yesterday and I
said, Steve, it's sink or swim.

I can't keep Paul quiet any longer.

Shall I have him killed?

And you said yes.

Honest mistake.

We had our choice. We made it.

And how many planes are going to crash
because of it?

No planes are going to crash.

No planes are going to crash. Eighty
-five percent of those parts are

Eighty -five percent. Will you drop it?
Too late to argue about it.

Yes? I have a call for you, Mr. Kessler.
A Mr. Milton.

Will you talk to him there?

No, I'll take it in my office.

Who's Milton?

Nobody. I'll handle it.

Yeah?

The mail just came.

I just called to thank you.

You there, Mr. Kessler?

Yeah, I'm here.

Well, what's the matter?

Oh, I don't know.

Nothing much.

I asked you to do me a little favor,
quiet, simple.

You spread it all over the front pages.

Hey, hey, hey, come on, come on.

You knock a guy off that ridge in an
alley, you're going to spread it over

front pages.

But I thought this one was kind of
clever.

I mean, getting your dame is one thing,
Mr. Kessler, but a contract like this,

you know what I mean?

I paid for it.

Did I get paid enough?

You're going to give me trouble now,
Billy.

I guess I am, Mr. Gessler.

I mean, it seems like it's always one
doggone thing after another, doesn't it?

I'll be talking to you.

Care to join me for lunch, Mike?

Now that it's all settled and over with.

These are the...

Obviously exploded fragments from the
crash site.

Most of them came from the rear right
corner of the baggage compartment.

And this?

I've no luck in matching that so far.

I can see it's been exposed to intense
heat, but it doesn't seem to have been

part of the plane.

Lou, I've just been talking with the
local insurance... Oh, it's Mr. Parker,

Detroit. Doug, how do you do? How are
you?

Well, there's not much to report,
really. The foreman's secretary had no

coverage at all.

The pilot and the co -pilot had the
usual company policy.

And Foreman had about $80 ,000 worth,
but the contracts had been drawn up back

in the early 50s. So there's really
nothing unusual, nothing suspicious.

Doug, may I see the flight manifest,
please?

No baggage.

Not unless you count the attache case
Mr. Foreman brought aboard.

Has that been recovered?

Yes, sir. It's pretty badly charred.

But there was no indication it had been
in the general explosion area.

What was in the case, Doug? Did he know
that?

Weren't able to tell.

I've sent the ashes to the lab.

What about airport security?

Did someone put a bomb aboard the plane
before takeoff?

I don't think so, Inspector.

They maintain a tight patrol here.

I interviewed the guard who was outside
the Colton hangar. He said the only one

who'd approached the baggage compartment
was the pilot himself.

And he doesn't listen to me.

Might just have been checking.

I could talk with the operations
officer, gate guard, stewardesses who

have seen him.

Probably not if he carried any. And have
that sent to Washington for analysis.

And get me a list of employees
discharged within the last year or so.

Anyone who might have had a grudge
against an executive or even the company

itself. All right.

Darling, darling, it's all right.

It's all right now, yes. I know.

I know.

I thought I was... What?

What time is it?

It's almost three.

The afternoon?

I can't just lie.

Easy. Just take it easy and I'll be
back.

I'll get some aspirin.

Here.

Easy.

last night.

You locked yourself in the den and you
drank a brand new fifth of bourbon.

You have to get back to the office.

Why?

Your best friend's dead more than a
little.

The company won't go to pieces.

I wouldn't have awakened you now except
Mike's here.

I told him to wait until Lamar, but he
said he had to see you.

Now, just a minute. Just a minute.
Darling, please.

Please. Let the pills work.

How's the headache now?

It's all right.

It's better.

Steve. Steve?

Listen, why don't we just take off?

Go around the world while there's still
one left.

I can't. You can't? You don't want to.

Send Mr. Kessler up right away, would
you please?

You've made your money. You've built
your company. Yeah, I've made my money.

I've made my commitments.

I've made some wrong decisions.

How wrong?

Well, he could lose everything if we're
not careful.

Well, I wouldn't care.

romanticize loan payments and leftovers
at least. They're not romantic.

But I still wouldn't care.

I love you.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Now, Steve, I don't think your wife
likes me.

Does that wound you?

Of course.

You're too sensitive for your own good,
Mike.

Yeah, no question.

That's why I can't make important
decisions alone anymore.

There's only one important decision that
concerns me, and that's that shipment

to Vietnam.

It's too late to stop. It's too late for
a lot of things, including Billy

Milton.

What does that mean?

He called me at home again last night.

He told me what he wants.

How much?

Ten thousand.

Pay him.

Yeah?

What about the next ten thousand? And
the next?

Pay him.

What else can we do?

There is another way to handle it.

I know, I know.

It doesn't appeal to our urbane taste,
does it?

But the more you think about it, the
more sense it makes.

Our lives depend on this one creep
keeping his mouth shut.

Think about it, Steve.

I won't do it until you say yes, but
think about it.

Think about it, Steve.

Okay, now, where were we?

Uh, yes, Nancy, you were telling me
about the customer who seemed to be

for Captain Reedley. Oh, yes.

Well, I noticed him because he kept
looking at the clock.

And then he'd been here quite a while
without buying anything.

Ah, reminds me.

Oh, you don't have to buy anything.

I mean, you can if you want to, but... I
want to.

I mean, I'm just tickled to death to
talk to the FBI.

Here you go.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Do you want some candy?

Uh, no, thank you.

Anyway, what was I saying?

Uh, yeah, anyway, you were telling me
about the customer who went up to talk

Captain Reedley when Reedley came out of
operations, right? Yes.

Did he give Reedley anything, like a
suitcase or a package, anything?

I don't think so.

What did this man look like?

Oh, he was about 40.

Kind of heavy set.

You know, sort of beat up.

Like, uh, like what? Like a black eye,
that sort of thing? No.

With the ear, what is it called?

Cauliflower?

That's right, cauliflower.

Wait a minute.

He did give Captain Reedley something.

It was a case or something.

Did you talk to San Francisco?

Yes.

The exact time of departure is
classified information, of course.

The Air Force assures me the shipment's
already over the Pacific.

Look, Steve, I suggest we drop this
whole subject.

I made the call you asked me to make.
Any more unusual interest on our part

people are going to remember it.

You mean they may see a connection when
planes start falling out of the sky? No

planes are going to fall.

Have you given any thought to the other
problem?

Here's $10 ,000 for your friend Milton.

Of course, you know this won't be the
last $10 ,000.

You could be wrong. You said yourself
he's just a small -time punk.

No, no, I'm not wrong.

It's precisely because he's been a small
-time punk all his life that he's never

going to let us off the hook.

He's made it big.

Then why'd you use him?

Could I advertise in the classifieds?

Look, Steve.

Do you want to give up the company
you've spent 20 years of your life to

He would never go that far.

Well, that's what he's going to want.

How can you be so sure?

Oh, believe me, I'm sure.

He would never do a thing like that.
That's what he's going to want.

Everything we've got.

Everything, Steve.

You just let me handle this.

It's a fairly uncommon alloy.

82 parts aluminum, 16 parts zinc, two
parts copper with traces of partinium.

What's its commercial use?

Lightweight carrying cases.

The manufacturer is Wyeth Materials,
Wilmington.

They gave us a list of three firms in
the Detroit area that use the product

extensively.

Metallurgy.

Mr. Ward, you're calling Detroit's ready
now.

Lewis. Yes, Arthur.

In regard to that unidentified fragment
you sent in.

Yes. It was part of a lightweight
carrying case.

Art, could you possibly get a lead on
the manufacturer?

We've turned up a witness who thinks she
saw a man hand a case of some kind to

the pilot just before he boarded the
plane.

She half remembers him signing for it.

Well, it just happens that the lab has
already given me a list of companies who

use this particular item in Detroit.

You got a pencil?

Just a second.

That's Smith Precision Tools, Halton
Fairland Incorporated, and Morgan

Cold Industries wasn't one of them, huh?

It wasn't. I'll check on all three.

None of them, Nancy?

Well, I don't know.

Gee, I'm sorry.

I just can't be sure.

All I can remember is that ear.

Straighten out that backhand, Fred,
before you challenge me.

Then I'll give you three and serve.

Oh, sorry.

Mr. Adams?

Yeah. Inspector Erskine, I called last
night.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Morgan said you'd be by.

I told him I hoped that you wouldn't
want to go rummaging around in my files

like a bull in the china closet.

Oh, would you mind? I missed my
breakfast.

Would you care to join me? No, thank
you. Mr. Adams, do you list your

by prior occupation as well as sex, age,
and so forth?

Oh, yes, yes.

I'd like to know if you have any form of
boxers or wrestlers working in Morgan

Aircraft now.

Well, we don't use a computer, Mr.

Erskine.

However, if Mr.

Morgan insists on it, we'll put some
extra people on it and have an answer

you and say, oh, a week or ten days.
Would that be satisfactory?

No, it wouldn't.

Hello.

Neil.

Erskine. Lou, this is Jim.

I picked up a Detroit PD homicide locate
this morning.

Yeah. A saloon keeper named Billy Milton
was found beaten to death in his own

bar about 9 .30 this morning.

He was killed sometime last night.

Used to be a professional middleweight
about 20 years ago.

Any motive?

There's nothing established yet. There
was a lot of money lying around the bar,

but that wasn't even touched.

What about Prince?

The whole place was wiped clean.

Except for a pool ball that they found
stuck in the drain behind the bar.

Had a couple of good care Laytons, and
they weren't Miltons.

Oh, yeah, by the way, a neighbor of
Milton's said that he held a part -time

as a security guard.

Where? Well, he wasn't sure, but I was
wondering if it could have been Morgan

Aircraft.

Okay.

Ask your witness to take a look at the
body. See if she can make an

identification.

All right.

Sir Adams, would you please check your
files for William Milton?

He may have worked here as a security
guard.

Milton.

I think you're way off base, Inspector.

I'm positive we never had a Milton here.

Milton. Milton, Milton, Milton, Milton,
Milton.

William Milton, security guard.

Ex -boxer? Ex -boxer.

And was very highly recommended.

From where?

Colton Industries.

Personal reference by Mr. Kessler.

You, uh... You use a... case here made
by Wyeth.

Yes.

Could Milton have had access to those
cases?

Yes, probably. Why?

Did he steal one?

He may have.

Oh, terrible.

Terrible. They cost almost four dollars
apiece.

How lucky for us that you were able to
catch the thief.

Thanks for your cooperation.

Inspector.

I was only joking.

After all, even the FBI is human, isn't
it?

Elise!

Arthur. Come in. It's so good to see
you. Come in.

Gene,

this will be fine if you make that
correction. I probably came at the wrong

time. Now, if you're busy, just tell me
and I'll... You'll do what?

Kick and scream and hold your breath
until you're blue in the face?

Why, I never did that. Oh, yes, you did.

Right here in this building.

20 years ago.

How's the family?

Wonderful.

Julie is old enough for kindergarten.

So she brings home all sorts of
interesting things. Maps, drawings,

snakes. Goddess snakes? Yes.

Steve's working terribly hard, but
that's his life story.

How's Mrs.

Foreman taking it?

Oh, my.

I spoke to her on the phone last night.
She said that bureau agents were going

to interview her today.

Yes, that's right.

The paper seems to feel that's very
significant, an inspector of the FBI

us. Well, I tell you, Elise, we get that
in any investigation.

It's not just the investigation, Arthur.
It's the headlines, the newscasters,

the things that they hint at.

Well, Steve's very worried.

He thinks that this could hurt the
company badly.

I don't know.

Destroy confidence.

I mean, you have a lot of power.

A lot of responsibility.

Aren't they the same thing?

No, they're not.

You know, there was a time, Elise, when
the Bureau had power without

responsibility.

They have the power to investigate or to
refrain from investigating.

And a lot of people ask for favors.

People with influence of one sort or
another.

Political or personal.

And sometimes those people got what they
asked for.

Did your father ever tell you the story
of the camel with the cold nose?

Is that the one who persuaded the driver
to let him put his nose inside the

tent? That's right. Yes. And then came
the head.

And then the shoulders, and finally the
driver was kicked out. And the tent

belonged to the camel. Yes.

Well, we'd nearly lost the tent before
Director Hoover took over.

And it's taken a long time to get it
back.

To clean things up.

People still say, why don't you bend
just a little bit?

Or wink once or twice.

It's an awfully big camel out there.

You know, Lise, investigations clear
people, too.

I know. I know hardly.

You think someone may have wanted Paul
Foreman dead?

Paul didn't have any enemies.

When did you talk to him last, Mr.
Kessler?

Oh, about 4 .30 that afternoon.

He said he was going down to Washington.
I asked him if there was anything I

could help him with.

He said no, and just concerned an
auditing procedure that he'd like to

some changes in.

Just a routine business trip?

Yes, as far as I know.

I wish Steve was here. He might be able
to fill you in on it a little better.

Well, sit down. Sit down, John.

Thank you.

Where is Mr.

Colton now, sir?

He went to the airport to meet his wife.

She's flying back from Washington.

Mr. Kessler, do you know a man named
William Milton?

Yes? Can you talk to the superintendent
at plant number two, Mr. Kessler?

Oh, ask him to hold, please.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry, what was that name again?

William Milton.

I believe he used to work here as a
security guard.

You see, I might remember him if I saw
him.

Did we let him go?

That's our understanding, yes.

Well, I'll check into the files.

Now, if you'd excuse me just a moment,
gentlemen.

Certainly.

Yes?

Yes, Frank.

Very short memory, considering the...

Warmth of the recommendation.

Very short.

Call identification.

Ask them to run a check of those pool
hole fingerprints in the non -criminal

file. Names?

Michael Kessler, Stephen Colton. All
right.

Oh, right. I'll come down and see you a
little later, huh?

Okay, Tom, good, thanks.

The girl positively identified Milton as
the man she saw at the airport. Thank

you. The Detroit police have any racket
on him?

Yes, sir. A list of minor offenses going
back to 1951.

Last booking, February 5th, 1965.

Felony assault.

Wait a minute. The case was dropped on
the plane and failed to appear in court.

February the 5th? That's the day he left
Colton Industries.

Same day, huh?

Obviously the cause for dismissal.

You know, when he applies for a job at
Morgan Aircraft, he's warmly recommended

by Michael Kessler, the man who
dismissed him.

Why? What, a personal favor of some
kind?

You know, that could make more sense
than you think.

Rumor has it that you could get almost
anything at Milton's bar.

A couple of scalp tickets on the 50
-yard line to an expensive companion.

Kessler must have had a lot of visiting
firemen to take care of.

And he was doing his friend a favor,
huh?

Question is, was his friend doing him a
favor when he delivered a bomb to

Captain Reilly?

Telephone call for Mr. Stephen Colton.

Mr. Stephen Colton.

Telephone, please.

Hello, this is Mr. Colton.

Is there a call for me?

Yes, sir.

Hello. Where have you been?

Who is this, Mike?

I went to dinner. Elisa's plane has been
delayed. What's the matter?

I don't want to talk on the phone. Come
by the office now.

Elisa was due in any moment.

Drop her off at your house on the way.

He just came in.

We got a positive ident on the thumb and
fingerprints on the pool ball.

Michael Kessler.

All right. We'll notify Detroit
Homicide.

And contact Colton.

Make an appointment for him to come into
the office tomorrow morning.

By that time, Kessler should be in
custody and booked on the homicide

We'll make arrangements to question both
of them.

Anything yet on the ashes and forms
briefcase?

Yes.

It was specifications for the gyroscope.

We restored an eraser.

New alterations.

And there was a further change to
satisfy government testing standards.

All we needed was a motive.

Now, Lewis, I'm leaving the office now.
I'll be in Detroit in two hours.

All right, there's no reason why you
should... I know.

I suppose you or any other agent in the
Bureau could wrap this up.

But I want to do it, personally.

We'll meet you at the airport.

Douglas Parker, FBI.

Well, this is Mrs. Colton. My husband
isn't home right now. Could I help you?

Do you know where I could reach you,
Mrs. Colton?

Well, I don't. I'm sorry.

I see.

Would you care to leave a message?

No, we'll check back later. Thank you.

All right. How are you? Did they pick up
Kessler?

No, with that guy's apartments, they got
no sign of him yet.

What about Colton? Jim's gone. I called
Colton's house again.

The maid thinks that he's gone to the
office and his wife's gone after him.

Let's try that.

Switchboard's closed.

Well, let's go.

Can't we stop running scared and took
this thing squarely in hand?

Steve. You'd have to settle down and get
a hold of yourself. You'd realize we

have no choice.

We have to brave it out. Braving it out?
It has nothing to do with braving it

out. Don't listen to me.

If they come back here again, it's all
over.

I can't face them anymore.

Oh, yes, you can. You have to.

Who are you to tell me what I have to do
and what... Please.

The FBI telephoned. They wanted to talk
to you. They wanted to talk to me.

Go home, Elise. Go home.

What's over, Steve? Please go home.

No, why should she?

Please go home.

She's overheard part of it. She'll guess
the rest. Please go home, Elise. No,

no, no, no, no. Tell her the truth.

She's your wife.

You've given her a fine home, three
cars.

She's never asked where it came from
before. Maybe it's something she knew.

Please be quiet. You see, Alicia, take
on a little bit too much. You get a

little bit behind.

You have to make a delivery date. You
make it. You lie a little. You cut a few

corners, but you make it.

Next corner, you cut a little deeper.

Then you alter a few specifications.

The plane?

Paul found out.

The plane went down because we hired a
man to kill it.

Not we.

Oh, yes, Mrs. Colton, we.

I put the question to your husband, and
he said, sure, kill my friend.

Elise.

Let me explain how it happened. Elise.

Elise!

She'll be all right. She'll keep her
mouth shut.

You're sure, of course.

What?

Suppose she doesn't.

Keep her mouth shut.

I mean, she knows I have the warts, but
she just accidentally let something slip

out.

That's your point.

Well, I mean, I don't think we can take
that chance, Mike. Do you?

Huh? Quit it.

Huh? Too wild to consider? Why? She
doesn't like you, you don't like her?

What will be next time?

Dynamite pool cues.

Where do you think you're going? The
FBI.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

Right here, right now. Not after 20
years. Not after 20 years.

Wait a minute. 20 years?

No. Yes.

Ellie.

Ellie.

Either, either.

Take it easy.

What is it? What is it?

No.

It's Kessler. Come on in. Now stay in
the car.

Stay in the car.

Elise! No!

No!

Steve. Is he dead?

It's my fault.

Steve, I'm sorry, but it's my duty to
advise you that anything you say may be

used as evidence against you.

You have the right to remain silent.

All right. I know.

I know. I know. I know.

Arthur, you'd better call the defense
department.

We shipped out 27 cases of component
parts under purchase order

1953J.

85 % of the components are potentially
defective.

Hairline fissures resurfaced and
repainted.

Where are they now?

Vietnam.

That's what Paul Foreman wanted to tell
the department.

That's why we killed him.

best friend.

My two best friends for

20 years.

And I killed both of them.

Come in, Mrs. Coleman.

Arthur's on his way.

Thank you.

Can I get you some coffee?

No, thank you.

Hello, Elise.

May I see him now?

Sure.

Mr. Rhodes and Mr. Parker are with him.
They're going to have to stay with him.

They'll have a few minutes before the
arraignment.

Thank you, Arthur.

He's my husband, and I can't... No.

Show Mrs. Colton to the commissioner's
office, please.

Long night, Arthur.

The longest.

Stephen Colton was tried and found
guilty of first -degree murder.

He received the death sentence, but
before he could be carried out, he died

natural causes in the federal
penitentiary.

Alerted by the FBI, the Department of
Defense flashed an emergency warning to

our overseas forces.

The defective components shipped by
Colton Industries were removed and

destroyed. No planes were lost.

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