All language subtitles for The FBI s02e22 The Hostage

Well, there's two, Major. There's been
some drift, of course, but... Yes, I'm

sure this is close enough.

We'll find our own way from here.

I hope you don't have any difficulty
finding us again.

But just remember to keep a heading of
east -north -east from the pier.

The trawler will pick you up six miles
off the coast Thursday afternoon.

You'll transfer back to the submarine at
night.

Well, I'm proud to have met you. I
extend every good wish for a successful

mission.

Be like Robinson Crusoe, ready to face
the savages.

It's silly to be so homesick so soon,
huh?

No, not at all silly.

Here, let me take this.

Thank you, Major.

Call me Damien from now on.

What's the trouble, sailor?

You're on Navy property, ma 'am.

What are you doing here?

Just walking.

I'm awfully sorry. We certainly didn't
mean to.

Where are you from?

The Motel. The Elite.

On Route 32.

Motel's a good three miles north.

Look, we just wanted to get some air.

If we're trespassing, we apologize.

Okay, you people come with me.

Why?

Because a mile and a half north of here,
mister, there's a chain link fence that

goes from the highway to the water's
edge.

There's a sign on it that says property
U .S. Navy.

All right.

Bad?

No, but painful.

I'm sorry. It'll have to wait.

Come on.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers
production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Edward Mulhare.

Diana Hyland.

Special guest star Paul Lucas.

Tonight's episode, The Hostage.

November 17th, when the body of an
American sailor was found on a

beach at Port Francis, Virginia.

Because an act of murder had been
committed on government property, the

notified at once.

At first, the possibility of sabotage
was indicated.

But before this case file was closed...

One of Europe's most prominent statesmen
would be kidnapped in an American city

and offered in exchange for one of the
most important communist spies ever

captured by the Federal Bureau of
Investigation.

Lieutenant Craig.

How do you do?

I don't know how thoroughly you've been
briefed on this.

Well, I understand the sailor was on
routine guard duty.

Yes, that's right.

His relief found him an hour or so after
he'd been shot.

Then we discovered a breach in our
perimeter fence about a mile from here.

Agents tell us that the barbed wire at
the top of the fence was cut from the

inside.

There was no evidence there or anywhere
else that there had been any penetration

from the outside in.

We also found a small piece of cloth
that had snagged on the fence.

We didn't touch it.

Well, we'll see if it's anything we
should forward to the lab. Your people

accounted for?

Yes, sir.

What about radar sightings, Lieutenant?
Anything unusual?

Just the normal complement of trawlers.

Private and commercial fishing boats,
that sort of thing.

Lieutenant, what weapon did the Sentry
carry?

.30 caliber carbine.

This looks like a .32.

Incidentally, the Sentry's weapon had
been fired once.

We found a spot of blood further up the
beach.

I see that all doctors and hospitals
around here are notified.

Well, what do you make of it, Inspector?

I guess the big question now is, where
is he?

That may be question number two. I think
the main one is, what are they after?

Hello, Roger.

Are we interrupting anything? Hello,
come on in. You're just in time for a

drink.

Where in the name of reason have you
been?

We ran into a little trouble.

What's this, blood?

What happened?

Some idiot selected our landing point
past the top of a naval installation.

I wonder what you did that could have
been, Porter, hmm?

Well, don't look at me. I just do what
I'm told.

Did you bring the things we asked for?
Yes. The medical kit? It's right here.

There's some water running on that.

Will you please tell me what happened?

We were spotted by a naval sentry. We
had to kill him.

He nicked Veltran.

At least something has gone right.

Is that his daughter, William?

Jana.

Very attractive girl.

Do you have Dieter's room number?

3C.

Call the hospital.

How long a journey is it?

A little under two hours.

Hello, garage, please. Doctor's
entrance.

Garage, Riley.

Sorry, wrong number.

Oh, well, also need the name of the
chief of surgery, Hartung.

What kind of security is around, Dieter?

Oh, there's nothing to be afraid of. His
daughter's been with him all day. And a

male secretary, Gerd Esling.

Esling?

Don't underestimate Esling. He and I
fought the Nazis together.

Well, how's the arm?

You mean apart from the constant
unbearable agony?

It's fine.

The costumes are in the closet, I
presume.

No, they're in the car.

Get them.

Just a minute, Major. You're not in
Central Europe now. I'm not one of your

soldiers. Get them!

Porter, I hope whichever idiot was in
charge of selecting the car chose a big

one because we shall have to hide Dieter
in the back when we get him out.

There's plenty of room.

The bureaucrat in all his glory.

Nothing to be afraid of.

Don't seem very fearful either.

You're happy now, aren't you, Damien?

Well, the submarine was rather
confining.

The fishing boat wasn't much better.

I think it's something more than that.

You're a commando on a raid.

I mean, here we are, three hand -picked
specialists in a strange country. An

army major to do the leading thinking.

an Olympic athlete to do the kidnapping,
and a doctor to keep the victim alive.

In a few hours, every policeman in
America will be looking for us.

And I could swear you're having the time
of your life.

Almost as good as the war.

The rifling characteristics of the
bullet indicated may have been fired

foreign -made automatic pistol.

And what about the cartridge casings?

Well, they're 7 .65 millimeters in size,
European -made. That's interchangeable

with a .32 caliber.

Good. It's still here.

I'd like to talk to both of you for a
minute, please.

Are you working on the Port Francis
murder?

Yeah.

Well, I may have to put somebody else on
it.

How come?

This is George Kruger.

Army considers him the most reliable
intelligence source in the Eastern Zone.

He just had a meeting with an American
agent in West Berlin.

He's learned that the Reds are going to
try to free Frederick Stern sometime

next week.

Stern?

How?

I don't know.

That's all the information he had.

Oh, all right. Either the report's wrong
or Kruger's misinformed.

I worked on the Stern case, and the
reason I know is that he put in a

for parole in August and was turned
down, so the thing's impossible.

Yeah, the warden at Atlanta agrees with
you.

But there are other ways to free a
prisoner.

Yeah, there are. A prison break takes,
what, six or eight men?

And a communist spy isn't the most
popular inmate to begin with.

The Army says that every bit of
information Kruger has given them is

checked out, finally.

Sir, has the warden been able to talk to
inmate informants yet?

He's looking into that right now.

And he's doubling the security guard
around Stern, just in case.

There is one other possibility, of
course, isn't there?

An exchange?

Trade Stern for somebody the Reds are
holding.

Of course, the big question is, who
would the United States government want

returned that badly?

you remember me, Dr.

Winant? I came in this afternoon with
Dr. Harton.

We're going directly to surgery.

Ah, yes, doctor. Good to see you again.
Thank you, Riley.

Good? Yes, wife. It's all right.

I just wanted to tell you that I'm going
home.

Would you like me to have a nurse come
in for a little while? No, no, no, a

nurse. Why?

I can give him anything he needs.

But I thought that you would like to
sleep. Not in the least.

I couldn't even if I wanted to. I tried.

I can't close my eyes.

I see.

All right.

John, he's in good shape.

The little heart, Mirma, is not going to
bother Anton D.

They'll release him tomorrow.

You'll see.

Good night, God.

Good night.

Hey, nobody said anything to me about
injections.

It's a vitamin supplement.

We've had great success with it lately.

Excuse me, do you know the name of the
nurse that just walked by?

The... No, I'm sorry, I don't.

But the head nurse will be here in a few
minutes.

I could swear I have seen her before.

Here in the hospital, probably.

No, not in the hospital.

Well, maybe that's good.

He seemed weak in these last few months.

What are you doing to my father?

Marie -Louise, chloroform.

Thanks.

Hello, Lewis. What?

I took every step I could to have the
hospital area sealed off before I left

house.

Essling's still in surgery.

They removed the bullet, but I don't
expect him to regain consciousness for

hours, perhaps for days.

First report was that he was dead, and I
think we'll let that impression stand.

We're looking for two men and a woman.

The guard who admitted to that car gave
us fairly detailed descriptions.

What about the daughter? She's upstairs
under guard.

I mean, her descriptions tally.

I don't know. She won't talk to us.

She won't what?

I'll approach her a little later when
she's had some rest.

We can't waste time, Lewis.

Steeders like Maserick, Minzenti, and
Washington roll up into one.

We gave them asylum. We've got to get
them back.

Even if the price is Frederick Stern?

You think there's a connection there,
too, huh? Has to be, Art.

Sailor in Port Francis must have run
into a landing party.

The foreigner's just called down. John
O'Deeter's leaving the hospital.

Establish an immediate surveillance.

I'll call the SAC Atlanta.

I want a complete summary on Stern since
the day the gates closed behind him.

All right.

Are

your

blood pressure as normal?

And the temperature is normal.

Most patients have an irrepressible
desire to talk once the thermometer has

removed.

Is something wrong?

Are the cuffs too tight?

Would you like something to eat?

No, thank you.

Is my daughter alive?

Yes, of course.

Aisling? No.

Damien, I think he's going to be fine.

But the heart is going to be a
continuing problem, as we thought.

It's too bad we have to keep this
ancient fascist pig alive.

Oh, will you shut up?

Look, I told you two I will not be
talked to like... This lady is a doctor

was sent to keep a patient alive.

You, on the other hand, were not sent
here to hurl insults at him.

Now, Anton D.

How would you like to have the blindfold
removed?

What is the price of sight?

Barely to read a few speeches.

Half a page.

You read them first.

Certainly.

I, Anton Dieter, am glad to have escaped
from the confines of a warmongering,

imperialistic... That is absolutely
ludicrous, and you know it.

You don't like my speech.

I worked very hard on it. I wouldn't
read garbage like that when you people

a gun at my head.

I won't do it now.

I, Anton Dieter, am glad to have escaped
from the confines of a warmongering

imperialistic... That is absolutely
ludicrous, and you know it.

You don't like my speech.

I worked very hard on it.

I couldn't breathe garbage like that
when you people had a gun at my head.

I won't do it now.

You record beautifully, Anton D.

Anyone would be convinced that you're
alive, in a reasonably decent state of

health, and in full possession of your
senses. Don't you agree?

Roger, you get this off right away.

Oh, um...

That hospital attendant will have
described the limousine we were driving

FBI by now. I have a replacement
available.

I don't like that man.

He doesn't seem to be too fond of you
either, Marie -Louise.

However, we can't please everybody.

Beautiful.

Yes, beautiful indeed.

All those days on the submarine, you
were so cool and formal.

Most of my life has been cool and
formal.

Besides, you were a relative stranger
then.

We're not strangers now, are we?

This is the section of cloth that was
found in the chain link fence.

Now, the weave pattern is very similar
to an English twill or a whip cord.

But the dye is blotchy and uneven in
color.

Twill? You mean like an outer coat?

Yeah, a raincoat or a storm jacket. But
once again, the wool content is inferior

in grade.

And it's been treated with a
weatherproofing solution that is

American or English mercantile
standards.

Where would you say it came from?

Um... The best we could do is to say
it's, uh... It compares very closely to

samples that we know were machine
-produced in Central or Eastern European

factories.

Lois.

Thank you.

Have you heard anything more on Jana
Dieter?

Well, she and her father rent a small
apartment on Y Street North.

She hasn't left it, and she isn't
answering the phone.

You suppose she could be involved with
or helping this team or outfit or

whatever it is?

They needed a contact for the car and
the hospital uniforms.

Well, if she were involved, wouldn't she
try to appear cooperative?

Anyway, all she'd have to say was that
she didn't see anything except the

chloroform pad. Lad.

Inspector.

Special Agent Dent, Atlanta.

Reskin.

Inspector, we received your request for
information on Stern, and I've got his

jacket right here in front of me.

Anything interesting?

No, not as far as I can see.

No visitors except for representatives
from his embassy.

No letters, no disciplinary incidents,
and only one inmate request in the past

six months.

What for?

Well, that was to the property section.

Five weeks ago, he withdrew $7 from the
amount he brought in with him.

What did he use it for?

Um, flowers. He wired them to a funeral
parlor in Boston.

Gray and Spencer, 118 Old Harbor Street.

Uh, hold on just a second.

Hey, Inspector.

I'm going to have to correct the
records.

Stern just flew a second kite, and he
wants to talk to you.

In every operation of this kind, you
have to keep in mind that conditions

never be ideal.

Water? Exactly.

But if you believe in yourself and in
the key people around you, you go

and sometimes you even succeed.

Skorzeny got Mussolini out.

Two British officers captured the German
general commanding the whole island of

Crete. You really enjoy making a game
out of this, don't you?

Why not?

It wasn't a game for the sailor
Nestling.

I realized that those moments were
difficult for you to witness.

But you see, I have to keep in mind the
success of this mission and in getting

home.

Do you think we'll make it?

Don't you?

I do when I'm with you.

I see.

So, you gave up comfort, safety, for an
assignment that you thought might lead

to imprisonment or death.

An assignment that you thought might
conceivably fail.

A death wish?

On the contrary, a wish to live.

Really live.

Take the blindfold off.

I don't see any sign of breath.

Oh, it's you.

May we come in, Miss Dieter? I'm sorry,
I... It's very important.

It won't take much of your time.

I will.

What do you want? Look, I can't help
you. I've told you that. Have you had

word at all from your father?

No. From his kidnappers?

No.

Miss Dieter, do you know a man named
Frederick Stern?

I know of him.

He's the most important spy we've ever
arrested. A full general.

We think your father might have been
kidnapped as an exchange for him.

Then you think that my father could
still be alive?

Well, of course you will do this. I
mean, he's worth more than any spy.

Miss Dieter, if you help us, you'll be
helping him.

You know, I can remember when I first
saw my father's name.

It was chalked on a wall.

Anton D.

Four divisions of Nazi troops could not
erase that name.

I was five then.

I remember it still.

Stater, the people who kidnapped your
father... The people who kidnapped my

father erased that name for 20 years.

But they say that it is beginning to
come back.

On the walls in the factories and
scrawled over communist slogans and on

Don't you see how frightened the
communists are of this?

They want him dead. They prefer him
dead.

If they think for one minute that they
cannot exchange him, they will most

certainly kill him.

Do you really expect me to help put a
bullet through my father's brain?

Give me my bag.

I'll try to talk.

Antonia, I'm going to give you a tablet
which you will place under your tongue

and leave it there so it dissolves.

Are you having pain?

That's a good sign.

I'm going to give you a shot of
Declaron. It's going to raise your blood

pressure.

We get him to the sofa and put him in a
semi -seated position.

You be lying down.

Not yet.

How long will he have to stay here?

A few hours.

I can't be sure, but I don't think
there's been any damage to the heart

what he's lived with for 20 years.

It went slowly under normal conditions.

Somehow or other, it just stopped
altogether. Thank you.

I thought he was dead.

What a miracle worker.

Well, it's a technique. Sometimes it
works, sometimes it doesn't.

Walter. That should mean that the tapes
are in Havana.

What does Havana have to do with this?

Is that where you are taking me? No, no,
Anton D.

Don't worry about it.

It's merely a diversionary tactic.

Soon you'll be back in Central Europe
among your old friends.

Oh, and speaking of old friends, I think
General Stern should be seeing one of

his about now.

How are you, Inspector?

I'm glad you could come down.

I think there's some things we have to
discuss.

Really?

What things do we have to discuss?

Anton Dieter.

The terms and conditions of the
exchange.

I'm certain this doesn't take you by
surprise.

It's quite a risky plan, General.

Your embassy must have been a little...

apprehensive when you ask them to set it
up.

I really don't know what you mean,
Inspector. My embassy had nothing to do

this. No?

Well, in any case, I don't have the
authority to negotiate an exchange.

I realize that.

But I know you as well as I know anyone
in this connection, and I'm quite sure

you can transmit the details to those
who have the authority.

You'd better tell me what you have in
mind.

At 5 p .m. next Monday, Anton Dieter
will be in Bad Salzing in East Germany.

At that time, he would be driven to the
border, which is roughly 20 kilometers

away.

On the western side of the border, also
roughly 20 kilometers away, is the

village of Hursfeld.

At exactly five, a car must leave
Hursfeld.

I must be in that car.

Unless you have a question...

I think that covers it. You seem quite
certain you're going to get Dieter out

this country, General.

But he's already out of this country.

You must know that.

He's in Matanzas, Cuba.

We'll have this ready tomorrow morning
early.

Sure thing, miss.

Be out at the end of the pier and ready
to go. Good.

You're from up north, aren't you, New
York?

Yes, how'd you guess?

Oh, girl, almost as pretty as you are.

Came down here last month.

Really? High fashion model.

Brought along a photographer and
everything.

Must have been an exciting day for you.

Oh, it was, ma 'am.

See you tomorrow.

mean you don't believe Stern?

I don't think there's been time for them
to get to Cuba.

Stern may think so.

Has Essling regained consciousness yet?

No, not yet.

Any word from Boston?

Well, there was a funeral at Gray and
Foster's on the day in question.

And the family of the deceased had no
party connection and no relationship to

Stern as far as we could see.

His card was unsigned, so they had no
idea who the flowers came from.

Apparently he picked a name at random
out of the obituary columns.

Could have been a code of some sort.

A card, flowers themselves.

That could be.

The address of the parlor rang a bell
with the Boston office.

They dug up an informant's report of a
party meeting four weeks ago. The cell

secretary authorized a fund payment of
$6 ,000 to a man named Roger Porter.

He lives at 118 Old Harbor Street.

He's an attendant at the parlor on
vacation, but we have his pictures and a

of prints on them.

Twelve years ago, Porter was a man named
George Wilson.

He worked out of the L .A. Party
headquarters.

He went underground in 1956.

I think we have to gamble, Art.

I'd like to see Porter's photograph on
TV tonight.

Five feet nine and one half inches tall,
180 pounds, stocky build, reddish

blonde hair.

Porter is sought by the FBI for
questioning in connection with the

world -famed statesman Anton Dieter.

Meanwhile, in the world of sports...
Time to go.

I can't believe it.

General Stern's plan was not foolproof,
eh?

I can't go back.

I'll have to go on with you. There is
room in the boat, isn't there?

I suppose so.

Grow a mustache.

Perhaps I dye my hair.

Yes.

Yes. That might help.

Yes, sir. We'll take care of it.

We talked to Porter's employers.

According to them, he flew to Norfolk,
Virginia about a month ago, apparently

buy some kind of rural property. Anyway,
Norfolk's checking it out.

Sit down, Lewis.

What's the matter with you?

Fifteen minutes ago, there was a meeting
with representatives of the various

consulates in Havana, the Swiss Red
Cross, etc.

They heard a taped recording of Dieter's
voice that was supposed to have been

made just outside of Havana.

What was the tape about?

Well, he was talking to the people who
kidnapped him.

And we're supposed to believe that after
flying him to Cuba, they stopped at

some place outside Havana just to record
his voice?

Mm -hmm.

You think the recording was made here
and then flown out?

That seems much more logical to me, Art.

Take all the pressure off to convince us
it was hopeless.

Yes? Mr. Rhodes called, Mr. Ward.
There's a lady named Jana Dieter in his

office. She wants to see Inspector
Erskine.

Thank you.

Oh, Inspector Erskine.

Have you heard any news?

They've asked for the exchange.

And you are going to do this?

We're going to try to prevent it.

After you left this afternoon, I kept
thinking how lucky you are to my father.

It wouldn't occur to either one of you
to roll over and play dead on command.

But of course it wouldn't be playing
with it.

An exchange might keep my father's body
alive.

But he would be dead inside.

And he would hate that.

He's been a fighter for 70 years.

And I'm sure that he would want to fight
to the end.

And he would want me to fight too,
wouldn't he?

I don't know if it would be any help.

But I can give you the names and faces
of two of the kidnappers.

It would be a great help.

Well, it all happened so quickly, they
probably didn't think I saw them.

But the man who shot Gerd Esling is
Major Damien Sather.

A career soldier.

Always the leader of an elite unit.

The Communist Party member.

Here's the picture of the woman who was
with them on page 21.

It reads, doctors in attendance at the
12th annual session in Leipzig included

the heart specialist Marie -Louise Kahn.

Arrange for me to distribute number one
at Flyer. All right.

What are you going to do?

It'll circulate Dr.

Karn's picture all along the waterfront.

Any place I might try to get out of the
country.

By the way, thank you.

Are you sure that you should thank me,
Inspector?

The decision as to whether my father
lives or dies is now entirely up to you.

Anton, how are you feeling?

Tired.

Do we have much farther to go?

No, not very far.

Why do you do this?

To help you.

To make your long journey back to Europe
a safe and comfortable one.

To keep me alive, as long as it suits
the regime.

To keep you alive, yes.

Have you thought of staying in America?

I'd enjoy a free country.

Anton, I've been to a free country.

To Paris, to Rome. I adored them both.

Then why return at all?

Why not?

It's my homeland.

It's prison.

Maybe it's a prison I enjoy.

Oh, Anton, I think we all fight
different battles.

You fight ideas, I fight germs.

A woman with peritonitis doesn't think
of a regime.

A child with cystic fibrosis is not
political.

Your father was a doctor, too, wasn't
he?

There was a Dr. Kahn in our quarter when
the troops in the streets wore Franz

Josef uniforms.

I shall be the last Dr.

Kahn.

Warren.

Yeah, go ahead.

Right.

Good, they're practically on it.

Lewis?

We located a realtor who has identified
Porter as the lessee of a small farm

just outside of Norfolk.

How is he?

I think he'll be all right.

Damien, give him a few more minutes.

I don't like it.

He should have been gone long ago.

How do we know he isn't faking this
sudden shortness of breath?

Damien, he's an old man with a tired
heart. He's not faking.

I'm sorry.

You're doing a very good job.

We'll make it.

Yeah, I think we will.

When we get back, I have a leave coming
to me.

A long one.

You ever been to Budapest?

No.

Some of the mornings are marvellous
there.

We still have a long way to go, hmm?

These guys can't be more than a couple
hours old.

Inspector!

Not upstairs yet.

Frank, make a plaster impression of
those tie marks.

Right.

Uh, Assistant Director Ward, please.

Ward. All right.

Uh, we're in Porter's attic.

So's Porter. He's been shot to death.

No sign of anyone else.

Lewis, hold on a minute. I've got an
urgent call from the resident agent at

Whitestone.

Yes, John?

Oh? How far is that from you?

Weren't you supposed to come back?

All right, then. Roll on the pier, but
don't move in until Erskine gets there.

Lewis, there's a boat owner on a small
pier just outside of Windmill Point.

He thinks he's rented a boat for the
Karn girl.

She's supposed to be back sometime this
morning.

Windmill Point?

I'll alert the Coast Guard and the
Virginia Highway Patrol and send a

for you.

Damien, there's something wrong.

Wrong? What do you mean?

The shop was open this time yesterday.

Where's the boat?

They said he'd leave it out on the pier.
Right, let's get out, sir.

Get to the landing.

Damien?

What's the matter?

Your Excellency, I'm Inspector Iskin of
the FBI.

We've contacted your daughter. She's on
her way to the hospital now.

She'll be there when you arrive.

Inspector, I have had many occasions to
be grateful to your country.

Now I have another one.

Please accept the old man's case.

Inspector, may I speak to them for a
moment? I should like to tell them what

medication I've given him.

I gave him a shot of Declaron about ten
minutes ago.

If I had the proper facilities, which
I'm sure you now have, I would recommend

oxygen.

Oh, yes, there was a stoppage where
external massage worked.

It's on.

Until a few moments ago, I really
thought we were going to get away.

Major Damien Sava was convicted of
murder.

Marie Louise Karn was convicted of
espionage and kidnapping.

Both are now serving sentences in
federal prisons.