All language subtitles for The FBI s02e21 Rope of Gold

All right, kill it.

What's going on?

Get out.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers
production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Peter Graves, Joanne
Linville, William

Smithers, Jessica Walter, and special
guest star...

Louis Jourdan.

Tonight's episode, Rope of Gold.

driver James Logan was found on
Pennsylvania Highway 37.

He was critically wounded.

His destination had been an eastern
defense plan, but his cargo, vital to

America's war effort, would never be
delivered, for his truck containing

precision tool and dye equipment valued
at $250 ,000 had vanished without a

trace.

Lewis?

Oh, Art, I was just on my way to your
office. What's up?

A teletype just came in from the SAC
Pittsburgh.

The Titan trucking theft?

Something unusual about it?

Yeah, a couple of things. The
organization and the size.

How much did they get away with? A
quarter of a million in precision

We've been checking for similar MOs.

Five of them?

All open, not a clue.

Apparently they don't like to leave
witnesses.

Titan driver is still alive, but it's
touch and go.

In February, the target was industrial
diamonds.

By March, we had a report of diamonds
surfacing on the black market in Prague.

In July, it was optical grinding
instruments.

The legal attaché in Bonn had a
September report of identical equipment

used in East German factories.

East Berlin, Warsaw, Prague twice, and
Bucharest.

Always a quick sale and always a
communist buyer.

What about ports of entry?

Well, the word out of Prague was that
the diamonds were being funneled through

Beirut. We're trying to verify that now.

Yes, Ward.

No.

Okay, thank you.

Well, the driver's regained
consciousness.

Good.

Lewis, there's one thing that strikes
me.

In each case, the hijackers knew when
and how to grab what they wanted.

Exact truck routes, time of departure,
cargo contents, value.

I don't see ex -cons picking up tips
like that in pool halls and bars.

No. So the question becomes, how does a
gang acquire information normally

restricted to top -level management?

Yeah. Unless top -level management's
selling it.

Oh.

Oh, beautiful.

Great.

Now, who was going to blast ten out of
ten in this match?

Come on.

Did you see that?

John,

I want to tell you something. I am a
very busy man, but I am a very

compassionate man.

Now, if you'd like to take some lessons
in trap shooting, I'd be very happy to

oblige.

Hello?

You just remember, the bigger they are,
the harder they fall.

Manning, do you want to speak to
somebody named Kearney?

No, no, it's not important.

He's called twice before.

All right, I'll take it and study.

Hi, sweetheart.

Vic wanted to get into the shower, so I
said I'd wait and talk to you.

Hello, Morales.

I'm sorry to break into your weekend
like this, but Vic was afraid if he

until Monday, you might be tied up that
night.

Monday? Yes.

Matter of fact, I am tied up.

Oh, Manning.

Can't you get away?

We're having a small party, and really
it won't be anything without you.

We've invited Doreen.

She's going back to...

be the last time you see her.

It'll just be Vic, me, Andre Vesalian,
Doreen, one or two others.

I'll look in for a few minutes.

Oh, wonderful, Manny.

See you about eight?

About eight.

How is our man of Darien?

Tense.

Tired. He needs Doreen.

Well, everybody needs somebody.

Andre?

Fine. What would you like to drink?

Nothing, thank you.

Doreen? Oh, anything, darling.

But quickly.

I heard from Beirut the last shipment
arrived in good shape.

The buyers are very happy.

Yes, that's good.

And I'm happy too, Vic.

You're a valuable man to me.

Sometimes I wonder if I express my
appreciation.

Clearly enough.

Listen, Andrew, I... Dig it.

Well, what's next?

Something very interesting.

What if Manning Fries will help us
again?

Have you talked to him yet?

Morellus?

I was asking about Fries.

I just talked to him.

He'll be here.

Something tells me I've just been
invited to a party.

Monday night.

Well, goody.

I really think she likes these jobs.

I like that man.

Why don't you leave him alone, Andre?

What's that?

I mean, he's different.

Oh, yes?

Different from whom?

From me?

I didn't mean that.

He's a gentleman.

Sensitive, considerate.

Slow to anger.

They're all known hijackers.

Currently at large or on parole.

They're all believed to be in this area.

If anyone looks familiar, let us know.

Now, you picked up the shipment from
another carrier in Omaha?

Supposed to transfer to Sphere Freight
in Pittsburgh.

How many men in your company knew about
the route, the schedule, and the cargo?

Me and the dispatcher. What about the
owners?

They wouldn't be interested in day -to
-day stuff.

Well, if just you and the dispatcher
knew, how could you make connections in

Omaha and Pittsburgh?

The offer that hauled the stuff from L
.A. to Omaha is a subsidiary.

With home offices where, New York?

Hold it.

That's him.

It's the man that shot me.

David Wallace Hunter, New York.

Have you seen Doreen?

I think she went into the den.

Ah, thank you.

Well, hello again.

I thought I'd lost you.

Seemed a little crowded in there. Oh, I
like it much better in here.

Cheers.

And marching bands.

Where were we?

You were telling me about Paris in the
late 50s.

Yeah.

Everybody was rich.

There'd never been any war.

Nobody had ever...

Gone hungry.

There was... What's the matter?

Nothing, Manny.

I'm all right.

Hey. Oh, me.

I almost didn't come here tonight.

Then why did you?

I don't know.

Yes, I do. I came to say goodbye.

Doreen, it happened between us and it's
over.

They told me that you were going away.

Let's get out of here. We can get a cab
downstairs. Nobody will miss us.

Careful, Manny.

Careful of what? Of Andre.

Dealing with him. No, that's over too.

No. Yes.

Listen to me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I would have not if I were you, Andre.

No question about it, you would have.

Certainly.

Well, you're not leaving.

If you don't mind, yes.

Doreen, why don't you get your coat?

There's something I want to talk to
Manning about.

Whatever it is can wait. No, it cannot.

Go.

I'll see you in a moment, darling.

All right, Andre.

What is it?

Haven't you guessed?

Wasn't that what she was talking to you
about?

I have another business proposition for
you, Manning.

Shall I go to your wife?

You know, I once read a newspaper
article that said the best way to deal

blackmailer was to threaten him in
return.

Now, shall I go to the police, Andre?

Yes, why not?

Have you ever been to a police station,
Manning?

No, I have.

All I ask is that you start at the
beginning and leave nothing out.

They'll sit you down in a chair and call
in a secretary to take down your

statement. It should make interesting
reading for your son.

I understand there'll be a shipment of
gold from the Manhattan -Hudson main

branch to the Republic of India.

Seven million dollars.

It'll be flown by Transcon Air Freight.
Since Transcon is one of your

subsidiaries, I thought you might like
to give me the date of takeoff.

The estimated time of departure and the
airport to be used.

You can't be serious.

I'm generally serious, Manning.

Seven million dollars in gold? Where on
earth could you unload? Several places

on earth. At least two in the Middle
East, one in Africa, Peking, and the

itself gets things off to a good start.

What are you talking about?

The American seal is removed.

before shipment.

Now, do you think I'm an honorable man?
I mean, do you think I'd keep my word

once it's given?

On my word of honor, I promise you that
this will be the end of our dealings.

I'll never contact you again, never
bother you again, never see you again.

As for Doreen, she won't leave for
Mexico.

And what you do with her will be your
business.

I'm ready. Are you coming?

All guards are entering the armored car
carrying the leather case.

The door closes.

Elapsed time, seven minutes, start to
finish.

My evaluation, security is excellent.

Traffic conditions very crowded.

The risk would probably be extreme.

Chances of success relatively small.

That means there'll be five guards,
minimum.

Right.

All right.

I think we'd better try for the plane.

Have you talked to Manning?

Flight S -917 departs Bridgeport,
Connecticut, 9 .50.

P .M.? Mm -hmm.

Tonight?

Yeah.

Well, that'll be a little risky, too.

Will it?

Well, in that case, why don't I write
them a note and ask them to leave the

seven million out on the doorstep in a
paper bag?

How did Manning sound when you talked to
him?

Shaky.

He's a sensitive man.

There's somebody else that seems shaky
to me.

Doreen.

I can handle Doreen.

You can handle her when she's in the
same room, but when she's alone drinking

the village, talking to anyone who'll
listen to her, it's a different story.

helped me a great deal once.

Well, she's a liability now, a messy
liability.

Now, what do you think you and Merilis
looked like in Mexico City? You think

weren't a mess?

A dirty, drunken young bum with an ex
-wife working in a bar.

All right, that's enough.

I know what you've done, Andre.

I haven't asked for gratitude or for
advice.

I'm using you as an example of what can
be accomplished.

How little one can start with and still
reclaim the personality.

Do you think you can still reclaim
Doreen?

In any case, it's for me to decide,
isn't it?

Sure.

Logan's positively identified Hunter as
the man who shot him.

And Hunter denies it.

What'd you find out about the girl?

She's a stripper in a club in New
Jersey. No police record.

She claims she's only known Hunter since
last Saturday, that she knows nothing

about him.

You believe her?

Uh -huh.

Yes, I do.

Hunter's a very careful boy. We can find
no friends that turn up, no address

books, no snapshots, no federal record.

And no connection with Sphere?

Uh, nothing.

As a matter of fact, I talked to the
personnel manager. Now, there are half a

dozen key executives who have access to
the rooting information.

Now, the head of the New York office is
a man named Emery Jackson. Now, he has

two associates, Donald Grenfall and
Manning Fries.

Hello, Boone?

Just a minute for Inspector Erskine.

Angus Boone in Beirut.

Yes, Boone?

Inspector, I'm that information you
wanted.

Yes, Boone?

Apparently, the black market diamonds in
Prague did come through Beirut.

The same informer told the police that
another airborne cargo made an illegal

landing in Lebanon Sunday night.

It refueled, then flew north and west,
probable destination Albania. Do you

what the cargo was?

Precision tool and dye equipment.

Boone, do the Beirut police have any
names at all? Do they recognize the M

Well, they thought they did, Inspector.

As a matter of fact, we wasted a good
deal of time checking one name out.

Nasik. George Nasik.

Suspected of involvement in the
international black market, 1942 through

Firm business contacts both on the east
and west side of the Iron Curtain.

Wanted for swindling, murder.

Where's this man now?

At the Marseilles Cemetery.

He was pulled out of the Mediterranean 9
-12 -58.

Suicide. He was identified by an
American girl.

What's her name?

Doreen Haynes.

address in 1958 was number 7 Rupia
Marseille

and 33 Old Market Street, New York City.

All right, contact Marseille again. Have
them start a tracer on her present

whereabouts. We'll check the New York
address.

Yes, sir. And mark it urgent.

And paragraph.

Mr. Jackson will be here in the home
offices of Sphere Freight on October 15.

The report must reach him by that time.

Yes?

Well, I'm not sure.

Is she on?

Yes, sir.

Well, I'll talk to her.

Line one.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hello, Doreen?

Hello, darling.

Are you all right?

What's the matter?

But I've already taken something for it.

I took some pills and some of that
lovely scotch you

gave me.

Doreen, please don't call me at the
office again. I have asked you.

I'm so scared.

Can you come over?

Scared of what?

I don't know.

Wondering.

And of dying.

Doreen, I don't know what you're talking
about, but listen to me.

Do you have some coffee in the
apartment? Because I want... We've got

away from him before he kills us.

Can't we go away?

Doreen, I can't.

You're afraid of him too, huh?

Well, I'm not.

I'm not anymore because I can hang him.

Doreen. Listen, I can't do it alone.

Can't you come over?

No, no, no, no. Now listen, everything
is going to be all right.

Doreen?

Well, it was on the five o 'clock news
for one thing. Dave Hunter picked up by

the FBI.

Hello?

Morellis, you alone?

Why, yes, Manning.

Yes, I'm alone.

Is something wrong? What is it?

I just had a call from Doreen. She
sounded strange, worried.

Some of the things she said don't make
any sense at all.

Like what?

Well, something about being afraid of
Andre dying. It sounded to me like she's

going to pieces.

She said she could hang him.

Well, now, Manning, don't you worry
about it. I'll see what I can do.

Thanks, Morales.

Will you let me know? Will you call me
if... Yes.

Yes. Well, more trouble?

Andre, it's too dangerous, Dave. No,
Hunter's no problem. He would have made

wonderful corporal. All he wants is to
be loyal to someone.

But Doreen... Let's go back to Mexico,
Andre. After this job.

Just make sure Doreen's death looks like
suicide.

I

wish

I could help you, Inspector.

But Doreen Haynes has been gone almost
ten years.

Do you remember her well enough to give
us a description?

I can tell you one thing.

In 1958, she was the prettiest girl in
New York.

You're sure you haven't seen her since?

No, I'm not sure.

I guess I hoped it wasn't her. She was
only under the light for a minute.

Where, Miss Lee?

Outside the woman's house of detention a
couple of months ago.

They were bringing her in, fighting,
screaming.

Oh, yes. Doreen Haynes was a New York PD
booking July 15th. Now, the charge was

disturbing the peace and resisting
arrest.

The case was dismissed with forfeiture
of $500 bail.

And her address?

111 West 8th.

Manny?

Is this the only picture you found?

Yeah. No snapshots, no address books, no
telephone numbers.

What's that?

She was on barbiturates.

Have you talked to the manager?

Uh -huh. She talked about committing
suicide a number of times, but he was

surprised that she tried it.

Especially this way.

Well, get me a copy of the coroner's
report as soon as possible.

All right. Inspector.

Another call from Boone.

Doreen Haynes left Marseille, 9 -17 -58,
on KBL International Flight 40 to

Mexico City.

Investigation discloses that the
adjacent seat was occupied by passenger

Vesalian, Iraqi passport Y -1364.

The Consulate General of Iraq has no
record of any such passport being

I've requested cooperation from the
Mexican police.

Boone's already wired them a picture of
Nasik.

Are you a New York girl, Mireles?

Where would they take her?

Morgue?

Yes.

You'd better call Vic.

I want to be at the Bridgeport airfield
in plenty of time.

Andre, I'm terribly afraid of all this.
No need to be.

I don't see why you have to go out
there, too. It's a delicate business. I

to make sure it's been handled properly.

Where is the morgue?

She was a drunk.

She was a cheap, ignorant little
alcoholic.

She was in love with Manning. She would
have turned you in.

Go ahead, say goodbye to her.

But you know as well as I, the police
will be waiting.

Do I?

Don't you?

Yeah.

Fantastic, it's the same.

That's where they took him.

The morgue.

And I knew if I went in, if I saw him,
I'd have to tell the truth.

They would have hanged me.

I haven't thought about that in years.

It was gold then, too.

Seven gold coins.

I stole them so the police would think
robbery was the motive.

But he had beaten my mother senselessly
nights before.

That's why I stabbed him.

Who?

My father.

The officer who pulled the knife out of
my father's belly wore white gloves,

clean uniform, polished boots.

He motioned to me like this.

He suspected me, but I told him I'd seen
the robber running. I described the

robber very well.

The walls of a hovel in a Beirut slum
stink.

The officer had two choices.

He could soil his uniform, beating the
truth out of me, or he could accept my

story and get out of the stink.

How old were you?

Twelve.

Poor little boy. Not. poor at all. I had
seven gold coins. I was safe as long as

I stayed away from the morgue and the
police.

I bought a meal with one of the coins, a
boat ticket to Cairo with another, and

an ounce of cocaine with the rest.

And I sold the cocaine for ten gold
coins to buy more cocaine to sell for

gold.

I won't stop by the morgue, Mireles.

It's too late.

I should have done that in Beirut.

Yes,

I remember her.

Pretty girl.

She'd stop by every month or so.

We call the doctor each time, of course.
Doesn't do much good. A girl like this

has prescriptions from a half dozen
doctors.

Gets them filled and refilled in a dozen
different pharmacies.

Would she come in alone? Always.

No, there was a man with her once.

This man?

No, sir. No resemblance.

The other fellow was a real stockbroker
type.

Striped tie, gray suit.

They came in about 11. I remember I was
just getting ready to close.

How much does a prescription like that
cost?

$15 .50.

Does Haynes have a charge account?

No. The man paid.

Oh. I don't... Let me give you a check
for it.

Well, I don't take checks.

Well, that's right. He asked if I would.

Did you ask for identification?

He paid with a credit card.

Then there'd be a record of it.

In New York State?

Mister, we've got a record of
everything.

Just a minute.

Well, it's beginning to break open.

Mexican immigration had a record of the
hotel that Doreen Haynes went to in 58.

She stayed in Mexico through the spring
of 61, then she came back here to New

York. Alone?

No, with Andre Vesalien.

The attaché was able to trace their
Mexican travels pretty well.

They moved from Mexico City to
Cuernavaca in October of 60. There they

young American couple down on their
luck.

And then there was a six -month period
of trip stock, a poco, bullfights, that

sort of thing.

Who were the Americans?

Uh, Victor and Mireles Kearney.

The attaché was able to dig up some
nightclub photographs of the group

And by the way, here's an interesting
thing.

George Nasik and...

We're sailing under the same man.

Will you find it? Yes, sir.

Brenda Doreen Ames.

This is S -917.

Doreen Haynes?

Yes, I know her.

Why? A friend of the family?

Well, no, I wouldn't say that. I think
Lorraine met her once or twice, but no,

wouldn't say a friend of the family.

I... I can't seem to recall the name.

Well, a rather attractive girl. I think
you met her at Emory Jackson's.

I met her through a friend of a friend.

What was a friend's name, sir?

Well, I don't think I remember.

Was it Vesalian?

Or Kearney?

Hello?

Yes, he is.

Just a moment.

Inspector?

It's Randolph, Inspector. I'm at the
Kearney apartment.

Yeah. I just received a coroner's
preliminary report on the Haynes girl.

clear evidence that a violent struggle
preceded her fall.

The New York Police Department has
obtained a John Doe murder warrant for a

seen in the building a few minutes
before her death. That would be around 5

Hmm. Been identified?

No, sir.

Our agents are talking to Mrs. Kearney
now. We can't locate Victor Kearney or

Andre Vassalian.

Detectives from New York Homicide are on
their way to Darien. They'd like to

talk to Fries when you finish.

Right.

his fries.

I wonder if we could talk to your
husband alone for a moment.

Do you want me to leave, Manning?

five and six this evening?

My office?

Can anyone corroborate that?

Why? Will someone have to? Mm -hmm.

My secretary, Mrs. Arthur McClare.

Is Doreen dead?

Yes, she's dead.

Oh, that poor girl.

You don't seem very surprised.

No, I'm not.

She called me this afternoon. She was so
depressed.

What was she depressed about?

I don't know.

How did you meet her, Mr. Fries?

I met her through Victor Kearney.

He and I played tennis together at my
club.

Doreen and Andre Vazelian had a drink
with us after the match was over.

Doreen drove me home.

My wife and my son were in Chicago,
Inspector.

Doreen was a very beautiful girl and a
very unhappy one.

Unfortunately, she's also a very dead
one.

Murdered.

Murdered? She went out a window five
stories up.

Do you think she'd choose that way with
a medicine cabinet full of pills?

Pills? Mostly barbiturates.

Just like the ones you bought her.

You know all that?

We feel she was killed because she knew
too much about a hijacking ring headed

by Vesalian and liberally supplied with
information to which you had access.

Inspector, I don't have to sit here and
listen to those accusations.

No, you don't, Mr. Fries.

Would you rather listen to the homicide
squad?

I didn't kill her, Inspector.

But I should have gone over there. She
was scared.

She was so scared.

What was she scared about?

Andre Vesalian.

You did supply the Rudy information,
didn't you?

Yes. To him? Yes.

How'd you get mixed up in this?

I needed some cash quickly for a short
time.

I borrowed it from Vesalian.

When I went to pay it back, he said he
wanted to forget all about it in

for a little advance information on a
particular shipment he's edited to help

him in the market.

Do you believe that?

I don't know.

any difference by then because I'd
already met Doreen.

She was a part of that circle around
him.

And he knew exactly how I felt.

That's one of his talents. He knows what
people want.

Love, money.

He knows just how far to push.

On a bargain, just where that break in
the armor is.

Have you supplied him with information
about any other shipments recently?

Yes.

But I'm afraid it's too late to stop
that, too.

I don't care what excuse the tower
gives. Just tell them to stall until we

there.

Transcon S -917 is ready for takeoff.
Hold in position.

Clearance on request.

Expect a five -minute delay.

Roger. Transcon S -917.

Tar, this is Transcon S -917. What's the
delay?

That's the pilot.

You have some extra passengers, Captain.

Why haven't you taken off?

Jim, take a look back there.

Who is this?

I take off right now.

We haven't received clearance.

I'll give you five seconds and I kill
the first guard.

Five seconds more and I kill the other.

Bridgeport units, head directly for the
runway.

You've been cleared onto the field.
Place your vehicles directly in front of

plane.

We have to land in front of it.

What's to stop them from killing
everybody aboard?

Us.

This is alien. This is the FBI.

Come out with your hands raised.

Throw your gun down.

Keep your hands raised.

And raise.

I think that covers everything.

Will you sign it, please?

Don't try to lie to them, darling.

They know almost everything.

And I told them the rest.

Well, as a matter of fact, I was trying
to think of other things.

Like the way it was at the beginning.

When we first met.

A long time ago.

Such a long time.

Am I allowed to smoke?

Joseph Kearney and David Hunter were
convicted of murder and are currently

serving their sentences.

Mirelis Kearney and Manning Fries were
convicted on conspiracy charges and

Vesalian was extradited to Lebanon.

There he was sentenced to death.