All language subtitles for The FBI s02e19 The Gray Passenger

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.