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Yes, we'll probably be shining the sharks more steadily from now on.

They're much faster than you'd think.

I've actually seen a man ripped to pieces by one of those killers in less

minute.

In less than a minute? Oh, how incredible.

Isn't that incredible, Leonard?

Yes, amazing.

Stay away from my life, please.

Are you trying to get rid of me? Yes.

All right, all right, that's it. You getting off the first spot we reach, and

you can go whenever you please.

So long as you stay away from me.

Isidro, I want a scotch. Double, over ice.

Right away.

Yes, sir.

This is clearly not my day.

Did I interrupt something?

Well, I was fixing up your room, Mr. Molinas.

You were indeed.

Do I know you?

Have I seen you somewhere?

I don't think so.

What is your name?

Carlos Avila.

What are you doing on this ship?

What were you doing in...

Si, senorita.

Who is that for?

Senor Molina, senorita.

I'll take it.

Pablo?

If

you

scream, it will be the last sound you ever make.

Don't.

Don't hurt me, please.

He meant nothing to me. I hated him.

If you hated him, too, it's no business of mine.

What a pity you saw him.

Why?

I've seen much worse than this and

have forgotten them.

We've spoken in the loud.

And we've smiled.

Nothing more useless to a lonely man than a dead beautiful woman.

Is that what you are trying to tell me?

Then you will help me to get rid of this body.

Of course.

You'll be my accomplice.

If they catch us, they will hang us from the same gallows.

You know that.

I can't do it. It's too late to change your mind.

Come on.

A Gwen Martin Warner Brothers production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbliss Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Alejandro Rey, Barbara Luna,

Henry Wilcoxon.

Tonight's episode, The Gray Passenger.

Pablo Molinos, ex -soldier, diplomat, twice president of his country, vanished

from the decks of the American freighter Silver Crown off the Carolina coast and

was never seen again.

To Captain R .G. Bowers, only one conclusion was possible.

Well, it's obviously murder.

Certainly looks like it to me.

Radio the FBI and have them meet us in Charleston. Aye, aye, sir.

Silver Crown calling. Contact FBI.

We have suspected murderer aboard.

Repeat. Silver Crown calling. Contact FBI.

Norfolk was the port of origin.

Destination? South America.

Alinas disappeared sometime between 9 .30 and a quarter to 10.

Come in.

Reservations are confirmed on flight 129. We leave for Charleston in 40

Good. And Mr. Bryan's outside, sir. Oh, good.

Is that George Bryan, State Department?

Yes, he wants to clarify the government's position in this affair. I

to ride out to the airport with you.

Who discovered Melinos was missing, Art?

Melinos ordered a drink after breakfast.

His secretary took her down to the stateroom. She noticed blood on the

What's her name?

Miss Reyes.

She's 30, single.

Melinos' constant companion.

Captain Bowers mentioned something about an argument between them. He seems to

feel that the woman is your principal suspect.

How many others are aboard?

Forty -four crew members and nine passengers.

All right, contact you as soon as we get in. How long are they due to layover

Charleston? Just long enough to pick you up and replace one of their deckhands.

It's not one of their regularly scheduled stops.

No, don't worry. The deckhand's not a suspect.

He was in his bunk with a broken leg when Molinos disappeared.

Hello, George. Arthur.

George, good to see you. Lewis.

Sorry to drag you away from Washington on a moment's notice like this, but I

think this case rates a special investigation.

Why is State so interested, George?

What do you know about Pablo Molinos?

Well, I've seen him around Washington, heard him speak once or twice.

I know he was the first civilian president this country ever had.

Left after two terms to become ambassador to the United States? Right.

he left, a general named Juan Avila tried to step in.

The coup failed, but Avila went to the mountains and established a guerrilla

government of his own.

He's still there. He's ambitious, and he hates the United States.

He's hand -in -glove with Castro.

He'll make all the hay he possibly can out of Molinas' disappearance.

Embrace the United States and get a knife in your back, huh?

That's right.

Exactly. George.

Why do you suppose Molinos was on board the Silver Crown?

He was on his way back to the capital with medical supplies and food.

There's an election coming up.

He couldn't have run again, but he was willing to take a post in the new

cabinet. Secretary of the Army.

If anyone could have suppressed Avila, it was Molinos.

Turns out it might have been a political assassination.

It might have been.

It doesn't matter why Molinos disappeared. Murder, assassination, it's

immaterial. The important thing is that we solved this case.

Fairly, honestly.

And quickly.

Before the ship docks at Santa Fernanda.

How long does that give us?

About three days.

All right, I'm going to need an agent with a merchant marine background. A

deckhand. No prior contact with any of the ship's crew, naturally.

This, uh, this man with a broken leg, is he a specialist?

Gable -bodied seaman.

Jim, you worked out of Bremen, didn't you?

Yes, sir, two summers ago.

You still have your papers?

Mm -hmm.

I'd like to put them aboard. Can you clear it with Bowers?

Yeah, of course.

Good. Ask him to search the crew's quarters for any uniforms that might

been laundered since Molinos disappeared.

And I'll need a list of any clothing that seems to be missing.

Crew? Passengers?

Both. With special attention to Miss Reyes.

Are these all the clothes you brought aboard?

Or may I ask what happened to the dress you were wearing this morning?

It's in the closet.

On the right.

Is it?

Mm -hmm.

Isidro, is this the one she was wearing when you gave her the drink for Senor

Molinos? It could be the one, sir.

Well, it certainly isn't the one you described to me.

Well, I... I think... Captain, may I ask you something?

If you're so sure that I murdered Pablo, why don't you just lock me up?

I'm not sure of anything, Miss Reyes, excepting that a dozen witnesses saw you

and Molinos arguing and that you can't account for the dress that you were

wearing when you walked into his stateroom. All right.

I might as well tell the truth and get it over with.

You've hit it exactly, Captain.

I found him alone in his cabin.

This man who was... who was twice as strong as I was.

Well, I... I overpowered him.

And after I killed him, I picked him up under one arm, and I took him out on

deck, and I threw him overboard.

And then... And then, of course, I...

I saw that my dress was bloodstained, so naturally I took it off and threw it

overboard, too. And then I ran wildly around in the nude, screaming for help.

All right, all right, Miss Reyes.

Now, what happened to that dress?

The Charleston Ducks are approaching, Captain.

Very well.

Oh, Captain.

I'd like to get off at Charleston.

There's no reason for me to go on to Santa Fernanda now.

Unless I'm under arrest.

No, you're not under arrest, Miss Reyes. But no one can leave this ship until

after the FBI have completed their investigation.

Senorita? Uh -uh. Go back to work.

You see, I didn't want to get you in any trouble.

But he asked me about the dress.

Oh, it's all right, Isidro.

I... I know you wouldn't kill anybody.

And I... I don't want you to worry.

Hey, go on.

Come on.

See the boy?

Something wrong in the head there.

He's harmless. He likes me. He loves you.

And I'm very jealous.

Now, what is all this business about wanting to leave the ship?

Well, don't you want to leave the ship?

Of course not.

What in the world is the matter with you? The police are becoming a board at

Charleston. How do you expect to get away?

I don't want to get away.

What do you mean? This is going to be my ship.

Can't you understand?

Don't you know why I killed Molinos?

No.

Because he recognized me.

We met over a truce table.

At St. Lazarus, remember?

He knew my real name.

He knew I was Avila.

Oh, no.

You're not Juan Avila.

I've seen Juan Avila.

You've seen my brother.

Now, let me tell you about my plans.

I don't want to hear about your plans.

Now, listen.

Listen.

We divert the ship north.

To Ciudad Felipe.

My brother is going to attack now.

When he comes down the mountains, we sail in with a North American ship with

food and medicine for the rebels.

Now, in your opinion, how do you think that is going to look in the headlines?

You're insane.

Oh, no.

You are insane.

We have most of the crew.

That means only a few officers and men to kill.

Look, I promise.

I promise I won't say anything. Just let me out. Just... Oh, no.

You heard the captain.

Besides, I need you.

We need each other.

Like a drug.

We are hooked on this.

Together.

Clay, good to see you. Inspector, good to see you again.

Clay McGregor, Jim Rhodes.

Clay, how are you? Rhodes, how are you?

Is the ship in yet?

No, sir, not yet.

I have a man with the harbor master.

He'll notify us as soon as she's sighted. Good.

I'd like to go out with a pilot. Jim can come aboard when she docks.

Yeah, I've arranged for that.

Oh, by the way, you've been officially hired.

You'll report to the first mate for work assignment.

His name's, uh, Colfax.

Do you have a cover for me?

Yes, but, uh, well, not as much as I'd like. Uh, but, uh, it's good enough to

handle any casual questioning, I think.

The captain will see that no one leaves the ship. That'll prevent direct or

accidental contact between crew members or anyone who should have known him here

in Charleston. Fine. What about the man with the broken leg?

We're going to keep him under surveillance just in case.

Oh, by the way, here's a teletype you might like to see.

We've arranged for a couple of plans who can vouch for you in case of an

emergency.

You've been on the beach in Hawaii for the past two years. You hit Charleston

three days ago, took a row with the sailors in on Plum Street.

Now, you went there because you know the manager.

She has a copy of these notes. She'll confirm your story in all particulars.

long have I known this woman?

Oh, all your life. She has a complete biography on you. You can talk about

family, your school, your halls out of Bremerton, any aspect of your cover or

your real life that the notes mention.

Her own biography is on the other side.

We have clothes for you in the next room, souvenirs you picked up in Hawaii,

papers, identification cards.

The Silver Crown is coming in.

The pilot boat is waiting to take Inspector Erskine and me aboard.

Good, good. Inspector, this is Special Agent Mason Kilburn.

Special Agent Rhodes.

Pleasure.

Buzz in.

Good luck. See you on board.

Help you, buddy?

Yeah, I'm looking for a mate named Colfax. Mr.

Colfax? Who wants him?

Well, he said he wanted an A .B.

You want to sign on here?

Yeah. May I have your name, please?

Rhodes, Jim Rhodes. Mr. Rhodes, may I see your identification?

Yeah, sure.

What happened to him?

He's one of the lucky ones, Guero.

He only broke a leg, huh?

Come on, come on.

The more the merrier.

We need a lot of hands to take care of the great passenger.

Be quiet. It's nothing to joke about.

That's one of your problems.

You never joke about anything.

Why don't you just relax for a while?

Great passenger? What is that?

They mean death. There's been a murder on board and the FBI are on board now

investigating.

You'll be sorry.

This was the only bloodstain you found?

That's right.

Was everything in place when you got here, Mr. Colfax? Has there been a

No, sir. Everything was in good order.

I understand Molino's secretary was the one who reported the crime.

Yes. How?

I mean, did she scream? Did she come running up to the bridge?

I see what you mean. No, she telephoned.

From here?

No, from her own stateroom.

She was extremely distraught, barely coherent, even though she'd taken a

sedative. But not too distraught to leave this room, go to her own

take a sedative, change address?

Evidently not.

Have you, uh... Located the dress yet?

No, not yet.

Oh, by the way, we've taken a complete inventory of the crew's clothing. There

was nothing missing, nothing bloodstained.

Have any of them asked to leave the ship here in Charleston?

Mr. Colfax?

No, sir, all President accounted for.

Except for the man with the broken leg.

What about the passengers?

Well, uh, Miss Reyes wanted to leave.

Oh, why?

I don't know.

Oh, incidentally, Inspector, I'm carrying medical supplies and some

foods. I was wondering how long you might want us to remain here in

What's your next port?

San Juan, Puerto Rico.

Well, I don't see why you shouldn't continue on schedule.

Special Agent Kilbourne and I would like to stay aboard.

Yes, of course.

You've taken statements from the crew.

Yes, sir.

Give me those copies of those, please, Mr. Colfax, then I'll interview the

passengers. Yes, sir.

Excuse me, sir. The new hand has reported abort.

Oh, good. Thank you, Cedro.

We have a full complement again, sir. Shall I request harbor clearance?

Yes, please, Mr. Kovacs. I hope this new man can pull his weight.

You've got to take anything you can get these days.

How about a hundred quick laps around the deck just to get the old blood a

-pumpin', huh?

That old blood don't want to do nothing but just lay there, Dad. You leave that

old blood alone, huh?

Want some food?

No.

I got a whiff of it out there. I don't think I have the strength to digest it.

I got the strength for it, all right. Don't have the stomach.

But all they serve up in the sardine can is chili and beans.

Yeah, how about that? You've learned Spanish just to say hello to nine

of these characters.

I don't know.

Ain't right.

Something wrong.

What do you mean?

Well, one or two scraps in the fo 'c'sle, that's par for the course.

This much.

Most of them hate the yanks.

And I mean hate.

Take old Torrey's there.

Just as soon as he slices you up the middle with that knife of his, he bid

good morning.

You're a yank.

That's the Yankees talking to him.

Yeah.

They like Thorpe for some reason.

That's something else don't make sense.

Old Thorpe, there's no ordinary seaman.

He's got his mate's papers, I know.

Served under him.

Kill his own mother if you paid him two bits down, ten cents a month.

But he knows as much about commanding the ship as the captain does.

Gilman?

You've seen Carlos? I've been looking everywhere for him. He's on duty, ain't

he? No.

Maybe he's on duty with a girl, Calderon, eh?

What do you blame him for?

After all, she's a pretty tasty... Wait

a minute.

Calderon!

What's the defense?

Let him have his fun.

There is nothing like sailing with a crew of fools. And Torres, you are the

biggest. Come on, Alcala.

Wait a minute. You two is here. No way.

Crackers report.

Glasses.

What did he do to you, Torres?

Insult your mother?

He touched me on the arm, Colonel.

He got those filthy North American germs all over me, huh?

Enough reason to kill a man, huh?

Calderon, don't you think so?

Really?

But I tell you who you ought to kill, though.

The FBI inspector.

He's everywhere you look.

Peaking in every corner.

Give it a thought.

Just a minute.

You've been off duty since three.

Were you with the girl?

What are you, Calderon?

My moral advisor?

What is this?

I told your brother not to put you in charge of this business.

You don't want to direct a campaign, Carlitos.

You want to star in a comic opera, The Pirate and the Princess.

But that's very funny.

But let me tell you something.

I like you.

But why don't you stay below, in your engine room, and write your criticisms

your diary, and leave the decks and the women and the battles to my soldiers and

me?

Would you please do that?

You had no business searching Molino's room, killing him, bringing the police

into it.

I say quit now.

The revolution is too important to me. The revolution is important to me, too.

Melodrama is important to you.

Blood, headlines.

Calderon, be careful.

And why should I be?

You aren't. You tell the girl who you are, all your plans.

There's nothing to worry about there.

And how do you know that?

I know.

I know these type of girls.

They'll always follow the strongest man.

I've never loved anyone in my entire life.

Never.

I've been afraid of a lot of people.

Were you afraid of Molinos?

No.

I understand you had an argument at breakfast.

What was it about?

Well, I'm not sure that I should tell you.

You've already warned me that anything I say may be held as evidence.

And I may say the wrong thing, and, well, you'll tell me that I stabbed

You see, Inspector, we were...

Friends, and he wanted to end the friendship.

Oh, why?

How do I know? Maybe he needed a better secretary.

But that doesn't matter. The point is he wanted to get rid of me, and I

objected.

You're an American citizen, Miss Reyes?

Yes.

Since 1960.

Where were you born?

In the basement of the Santa Fernanda jail.

See, my mother was a...

An intelligent alcoholic.

She always managed to get arrested right before her labor pain started so that

her children could be born somewhere out of the rain.

She taught me a great deal.

She was a little shaky on ethics.

But she did know how to survive.

And so do I.

Yes, how?

Hear no evil.

See no evil, speak no evil.

And what happens if you substitute truth for evil?

Same thing.

I see.

Stay uncommitted and survive, huh?

Miss Reyes, what made you think that Pablo Molinos had been stabbed?

Did I say that?

Yes. Killed one.

Suppose I say the wrong thing, and you may say that I stabbed Pablo.

I imagine it was just a guess, huh?

Yeah.

Well, what do you guess happened to the body?

I don't know.

Let's see. His state room wasn't too far from the deck or the railing. Not too

far for someone who carried it.

Inspector, he was almost as large as you.

Do you think I could carry you?

Not without help.

Who helped you?

Or whom did you help and why?

Look, I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Many times as I see them, I still can't get used to how ugly they are.

Do they usually follow a ship this closely, Mr. Colfax?

Yes, sir.

They eat the garbage.

In fact, our cook even feels sorry for them.

Are you all right?

What happened?

Nobody else felt sorry for those sharks, Mr. Colfax.

The tea ordered.

Hey.

You know, I think you're a fool for coming around here so often. I mean,

somebody is bound to notice.

Did you hear what happened?

No.

One of the cargo hooks on the main deck broke loose.

And? Oh, nobody was hurt.

But it was a very near thing.

It means the FBI inspector by inches.

He could have been killed.

Carlos, I don't understand.

Why him?

It was a mistake.

What do you mean a mistake?

I didn't say it was an accident, sugar.

How?

I said it was a mistake.

I was joking with one of my men about eliminating the inspector. He took me

seriously.

Well, suppose he decides to let the FBI in on your little joke.

He won't.

Why not?

He wasn't caught.

He wasn't even seen.

But of course the inspector will be questioning everybody now.

More thoroughly than ever.

Well, he's already questioned me about the murder, and I wasn't on deck when

other thing happened, so he has no reason to return.

I didn't want you to be taken by surprise.

I thought I'd better remind you once more whose side you are on.

I don't think you have to worry about that.

Well, see me, Capitan. I was out on the deck when I was talking to this man

Thorpe. So as you can see, I saw nothing.

Capitan, I'm sorry.

Anything else, Inspector?

All right, Torres.

Send the next man in.

Just relax.

We'd like to ask you a couple of questions.

Okay. Good to see you.

I don't know what I'd find after that rumor factory below deck got through

the story. Captain Bowers, Special Agent Rhodes. Captain, glad to have you

aboard, Mr. Rhodes.

We don't have anything definite on Molinas, but it looks like somebody

you're getting too close.

Where was the steward?

In his bunk.

Why? Is he a Kennedy?

Well, the girl knows more than she's telling.

The point is, who else could have been around the staterooms when Molinas

disappeared? The steward.

But Carlos didn't trigger that hoist.

Suppose there weren't just two of them.

Suppose there were three.

Or four.

Or a dozen.

What the devil are you talking about?

Well, an old -timer named Gilman said that there was... There was something

wrong, that there was too much hatred toward Americans on board.

That could explain the attack on you.

But Melinas was an American.

He's pro -America, anti -Avalon.

Carlos does seem to be in command.

Command of what?

Most of the crew.

Including an American named Thorpe, who has exact experience and he's qualified

to run this ship in case of an emergency.

Is there anyone below decks he doesn't control?

Just Gilman.

And the cabin boy, Isidro.

That reminds me, Isidro gave Carlos a slip of paper, a breakage report. He's

supposed to turn it in at San Juan.

And Carlos just tore it up.

Why would he do that?

Maybe because he doesn't think this ship will ever get to San Juan.

I don't understand, Lou. If it's a conspiracy, how did they get on board?

Somebody had to open the gate for them.

Captain Bowers, how long have you known this steward?

Oh, about a week.

He's never sailed with you before? No. Who hired him?

Mr. Colfax.

Is he in charge of all the hiring?

Well, yes, that's the exec's job.

He hired you on my recommendation.

Why would Colfax bother with Thor?

Why not?

He doesn't want to take over command of the ship himself.

That's why you let the rebels lock him up with the rest of the officers.

Now, wait a minute, Inspector.

Are you trying to tell me that my first mate is mixed up in some kind of a

mutiny?

Captain Bowers, has Colfax ever expressed any worry to you about money?

Well, as a matter of fact, he has, many times.

Who checked out the crew's clothing for bloodstains?

Colfax.

I think we'd better try to isolate the steward without alarming the others.

Would you ask him to come up here, Captain?

Yes, of course. I'll talk to the girl again first. Where's Colfax?

He's up on the bridge.

Can you arm the rest of the officers discreetly, quietly?

Yes. I think you'd better do that, Captain.

Right now.

All right. It was a mistake.

There's no use to go over it and over it and over it all the time. No.

It was more than a mistake.

It was a symptom. A symptom of what's wrong with you as a leader.

I thought you wanted to kill Comrade.

I simply... Listen, forget it.

Would you?

Now they'll be watching all of us. They'll probably arm the officers.

All right.

We can't take the chance.

We'll move now.

Now. In broad daylight. What's the choice?

The longer we wait, the more risk there is.

Forrest!

Forrest!

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

How long have you known the steward?

I never set eyes on him until I stepped aboard this ship.

Did Molinos know him?

Well, if he did, he certainly never said anything to me.

Did you pass him on deck?

No. Or in a corridor on your way to the cabin?

No.

Was the door open or closed?

I don't remember that.

Did you knock?

Did I knock?

Uh, yes.

So I guess the door was closed.

I did knock, but there was no answer, not a sound.

But you went in anyway?

Yes.

Was the steward in there?

Nope.

Did he say anything to you about a mutiny?

Inspector, I told you... Miss Reyes, why are you protecting this man?

You're like someone who tries to survive a fire by running inside the house and

locking the door.

Look, we can still stop this thing if you'll help us. I can't help you because

did not see anything and I did not hear anything. Miss Reyes, there are eight

other passengers on this ship. Nobody is going to get hurt. Look, I know what

I'm doing.

Surviving?

Yes, surviving.

I didn't know what they were talking about.

But I ran because Carlos looked so mad.

And he told Torres to throw the knife.

He didn't have to do this.

Did he murder Molinos?

Ms. Reyes has no time left.

Yes.

He told me he'd kill me if I didn't go along with it.

Tours fell overboard.

The sharks.

Let's see if we can get to the captain.

If the steward's there with him, hold him for murder.

And ask one of the officers to take the passengers someplace where they'll be

safe. Right.

I'm going to radio for help. Lock the door after me.

Yeah. All right, then, let me know the minute you reestablish contact.

Well?

No word since their transmitter went dead.

The Coast Guard's sending a cutter to their last known position.

Arthur, something else has happened that might have a bearing on this.

Two hours ago, Juan Avila's forces mounted an attack on a fishing village

of the capital, a place called Ciudad Felipe.

He usually sweeps into these places, burns the docks, and disappears.

But he secured the harbor area this time.

And he's staying.

You mean he's waiting for his ship.

How long will it take that cutter to reach the silver crown?

Longer than it takes a pirate to pull a trigger.

Yeah.

Kilburn and I jammed the door in the engine room. That's six less rebels to

worry about.

He's sitting outside watching it.

Nice to get a hold of that gun.

Yeah.

Say when.

Before you just said it.

Any idea what Kilburn is?

Yeah, I rented him on the cabin deck.

The captain's tied to his quarters and Colfax up the bridge as soon as the

firing started.

He took all the passengers into the dining area except for Miss Reyes.

Kilgore to watch him.

Let's see what's probably taking over the bridge by now.

Let's see if we can make our way up there. Take him out, the mutiny's over.

right.

Ladies and gentlemen, if you'll just remain calm, everything will be all

You're perfectly safe here.

But Mr. Colfax, how about the rest of the officers? The captain?

Mrs. Guthrie, there's nothing to worry about. The FBI's in charge.

Isn't that right, Mr. Kilburn?

That's right, sir.

Now, just sit back. It's going to be all right.

It'll be two minutes since that firing at the bridge.

Are you sure she was talking to the FBI?

I'm sure.

That's far enough, Mr. Koufax.

Just sit down. You're under arrest. Under... Why? For aiding a mutiny.

Who is it?

FBI.

Robert, put your hands up.

I should have killed you in the beginning. That was my mistake.

And I should have gone to the police in the beginning.

Marilla, some of your men may not know the mutiny's over yet.

You'd better talk to them.

That's a very thorough and accurate statement, but I'm not going to sign it.

Colonel, do you deny heading the mutiny?

Well, I deny killing Pablo Molinos and throwing him overboard.

Colonel, I think young Isidro is going to be all right.

There's no sign of internal hemorrhaging. I'm glad to hear it.

Oh, by the way, Inspector, we've got the radio working again.

The Coast Guard's on its way.

Good.

You know, you might as well sign this.

Colfax and Thorpe have signed theirs, and Calderon as well.

I didn't kill anybody, you see.

That's not what Miss Reyes says.

Did she sign any statement?

Not yet.

And she won't.

Because she'll have to implicate herself.

And that will be a definite commitment.

And she doesn't have the courage for that.

I know the girl, sir.

I know her very, very well.

On the direct testimony of Barbara Reyes, Carlos Avila was convicted of the

murder of Pablo Molinos and sentenced to death.

His surviving confederates in the Silver Crown mutiny are currently serving life

sentences in Leavenworth Penitentiary.

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