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Oh, I wonder what's worse.

The heat of the movie.

They know where they find such bad plots. It's not easy. They got to think

it. They can't just lay back.

Well, hello.

You're a sweet thing. You're a sweet thing. You know that?

All right, Romeo. Let's knock it off, huh?

Are you talking to me?

Now, look, you're loitering in front of my theater.

Now, if you don't like the picture, why don't you get on that bus of yours and

wait for your keeper to take you back to camp?

But don't bother people in front of my place.

Look, buddy, we're not inmates.

We're not trustees.

We're volunteers.

Newstart's not a jail.

No kidding.

Come on, Daniel.

Forget it. They'd only call the police. Come on.

Here, Sam.

Still here?

Mm -hmm. I changed my mind.

What do you want to argue with your leader for? If I tell you to go home, go

home. You want to look like something the cat drags through an auto for your

boyfriend tomorrow?

Well, it's still not fair to leave you with all the glasses.

Hey, buddy.

Go on home. Maybe I'll close early anyway.

Out of five.

If I see that crummy sedan of yours out front in five minutes, I'll burn it.

You're the boss.

Thank you.

I'll see you, coach.

Night, honey.

Night.

Night is out. Come on, sit down. I'll buy you a drink. You don't have to take

that stuff. Listen to the kid.

Come on, sweetheart. I haven't been a kid since I was six, huh?

Come on. Sit down. I'll buy you a drink. No, quit it. Fuck your off work. Why

can't I buy you a drink? Who did you quit it? I'm just being friendly. No,

it! Come on.

You okay?

I'm fine.

Him I'm not so sure about.

Betty, I better see you home. I know those guys from Newstart.

Oh, Sam, for Pete's sakes, I'm a big girl now.

Well, I don't know. It's pretty late.

Hey, relax, huh?

You'll have a seizure.

Don't scream.

Keep driving.

Straight on out of town.

You heard me.

Go straight down there.

Mister, please don't. Come on, move!

No. But you and me just...

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production starring Ephraim Zimbliss Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, William Reynolds, with guest stars

Robert Dreyfus, Simon Scott,

Robert Hogan, Richard Easton,

Tonight's episode, Crisis Ground.

The wanton killing of Elizabeth Kendall on land leased from the United States

government by an organization called Camp Newstart was the spark that would

eventually threaten Garriston, Illinois, with a savage riot.

Within minutes after the discovery of Miss Kendall's body, Special Agent

Armstrong notified FBI headquarters in Washington of the temper of the town and

requested immediate additional help.

Glad you could make it, Howard.

Any leads yet?

Maybe. Local police logged a complaint last night about 12 .15 from the girl's

employer. He'd been trying to telephone Miss Kendall at her apartment and hadn't

been able to reach her.

He said she'd been annoyed earlier by a man from Newstart, and he was concerned.

Why, did the man threaten her?

No, no, just made a couple of remarks and offered to buy her a drink.

But there's been a great deal of tension on the part of the townspeople ever

since Newstart opened.

The girl lived here all her life. She was pretty, well -liked.

Well, now everybody's about to explode.

What's the employer's name?

Sam Gary.

He has a bar, the Four Aces Bar on Main.

I haven't had a chance to interview him yet.

Tom, see if you can give us a description, will you?

Say, the girl was stabbed.

Knife penetrated the heart.

Coroner said death was probably instantaneous.

Did you fix the time?

Approximately midnight.

What about Prince?

We picked up some good latents on the rear door.

The rear door?

Where's the camp from here?

It's about a mile down the highway. This is just a spur road that leads into the

firing range when the Army used to maintain this post.

Okay, let's take a drive over there, shall we?

Car's right over there.

Who's in charge of this, Doug?

It was organized by a businessman named Talbot.

Good, that's very good.

Just be careful of the wiring.

Excuse me.

Can you tell me where I can find Mr. Talbot?

Mr. Talbot, a gentleman here to see you.

Mr. Talbot? Yes.

My name's Erskine. I'm with the FBI. This is Special Agent Armstrong.

I wonder if we could talk to you for a moment.

About what?

Mr. Talbot, a girl was murdered less than a mile from here.

What's that got to do with me?

Or any of my men?

It's, uh...

Pretty hot. I wonder if I could trouble you for a glass of water.

All right, I beg your pardon.

I've been waiting for the police to show up all morning.

Getting madder and more and more nervous.

What is it you want to know?

Mr. Tolbert, do you have a curfew at Camp Newstart?

You go right to the heart of the thing, don't you, Inspector?

Yes.

Eleven o 'clock bed check.

Anyone missing last night?

One man.

Patrick Dano.

He went in town to a movie and missed the bus back.

Prior address?

Chicago. You're going to find that he has a police record. It doesn't mean

anything. All the crimes were minor.

Disturbing the peace, reckless driving.

When he was a kid and he couldn't handle a problem, he used to run away.

Police would pick him up and bring him back to the county home.

When he was seven years old, he was a school dropout. Can you imagine that?

And do you know what we found once we taught him enough to read the

manuals? An electrical genius.

I've already made a place for him in my Hartford plant.

He's not the only one.

And this isn't philanthropy on my part, Inspector.

It's good business.

Inspector, a man isn't guilty per se just because he comes from a background

like Patrick Dano's.

That's perfectly true.

But he isn't innocent per se either, is he?

Well, he buckled over, but he didn't fall.

I pushed him out the door.

Seems funny in here. I generally don't open at 4 .30.

I didn't know where else to go.

Did you see him at all after that?

Hmm.

He must have gone straight over to the car.

But you didn't see him?

Nobody saw him.

Betty didn't see him.

She'd have screamed if she'd known he was out there, wouldn't she?

Was there anyone else in the bar at the time?

You sure?

It was a slow night. I was getting ready to close.

We were alone, the three of us.

Had the boy ever been in your place before?

No.

Then how do you know he came from Camp Newstart?

Are you kidding?

I know him a mile away.

They're all the same.

Even before he touched Betty, I knew what was going to happen.

You know, I blame more than that rotten little killer, though.

Talbot. Talbot brought him.

I remember we had a meeting at the city manager's office, and Talbot with his

big house up on the hill. He got up and told everybody how good it was going to

be for the town, you know, to let him start the camp.

All right, I said, I'm not a public speaker, but I want to tell this council

that if you don't condemn this thing, if you allow those jailbirds to squat not

ten miles from this town, you are going to rue the day. You're going to reap the

whirlwind.

Degenerate audit news start stabbed her, Fred.

You a friend of Miss Kendall's?

Yeah.

I was gonna marry her.

This is Fred Post.

We got one crazy break, Fred. I saw him and I told everybody in town what he

looks like. And Betty scratched him across the face.

He won't get far.

Thanks, buddy. Thanks for the lift. I really appreciate it. Hey, look.

That's the guy that killed Betty.

Go see if Sam Gary sneezed more.

Where you been?

All right, hold it.

Take this man.

Daniel, come on.

Cool it. Cool it. They're FBI, man.

It's all over now.

They've arrested the killer. It's all right.

I'll take care of him.

You better.

Thank you.

I didn't kill her, but what would I kill her for?

But you were in the bar.

Certainly I was in the bar.

I was having some fun. I asked her if I could buy her a drink.

Then this mania came back on me.

What happened after he hit you?

I woke up on the road.

Heading north toward Chicago?

Look, I was out on my feet. I told you I got turned around.

Look, you want to know what really bugged me?

That sweet town.

Those fair -minded, open -hearted, big -hearted people.

Sweet, gentle folks.

You see them back there?

Did you believe that?

Do you think they cared about that girl?

Come on.

Every time they were kicking me, they were kicking New Star.

They were burning the barracks. They were breaking the laser.

They've been after us ever since we started.

How about a cigarette?

What made you come back?

I don't know.

Dumb move.

I was... I was walking along and I said to myself, this is it, huh?

I did it. I might as well find a sweet little gutter to fall into.

My daddy, huh?

I turned around.

Well, they figure a gutter, no matter how wet, is better than having them

you down, you know, pulling the switches.

Why don't you worry about that after you've been charged with something?

Look, you arrested me, huh?

Who says you're under arrest?

This is where you were heading.

Yeah, that's right.

Hello, Patrick.

Velvet. I was beginning to wonder if we'd see you back here again. Yeah,

got sort of turned around last night.

I'm glad you found your way home.

Hey, Dino, what happened?

I've thrown the phone to the

field office.

Nice reception they gave our Mr. Dino.

What's happening?

Well, the leaders are already out on bail, but the streets are quiet.

Consensus seems to be that no more reason for rioting now that Dano's in

custody.

The identification division had a chance to check his prints against the latency

found in the car.

Yes, sir.

They don't match.

Incidentally, if it means anything, the knife he was issued was still on his

work table.

He never carries it.

Howard. What part of town did the girl live in?

Southeastern. Then what was she doing out here?

Well, the road she was found on has been used as a lover's lane.

The bartender mention any boyfriends?

Yes, she had a fiancé, a truck driver named Fred Post.

He lives here in town, but he said he was in Omaha last night.

Better have Omaha verified.

Yes.

If she'd just been in a fight, I can't see her picking up any hitchhikers.

Lou.

This is just an impression.

But when I asked Sam Gary if there was anyone else in the bar during the fight,

he said no.

But he didn't sound too sure, and I had the feeling he couldn't remember.

Dana, can I talk to you alone for a minute, please? Oh, sure.

Is there anybody else in the bar last night besides you and the girl?

Well, there was this... No, not when the fight started.

This what?

I was going to say there was this tramp, this drifter, but he left before we had

the fight.

How long before?

Not long, just a few seconds.

So he could have been outside when Miss Kendall left?

Could have.

Can you describe it?

Yes, I think so. It's about...

40, thin, 30 -looking.

It's just a boozer with a brand -new $5 bill.

How do you know it was new?

The bill?

It crackled.

I don't know. Maybe I dreamed it all.

It isn't a matter of life and death, is it?

Yes, I think it probably is.

what you're talking about. You haven't been in there. Oren goes in there every

morning. He goes right into that place. Yeah, well, I'm not talking about...

Wait a minute! Now, you listen to me, whatever your name is.

Burroughs. All right, Burroughs. Now, I don't care about all that, but I know

the FBI, and the FBI isn't going to turn no murderer loose. No murderer.

Now, I don't care what your friend says or what he thinks he saw.

That's it. Now, you know what I mean?

Okay, Fred.

All right, but he's not going to talk about the FBI to me. All right, take it

easy, will you? My head hurts.

Now, look, you see what I'm talking about?

You don't even know what you're talking about. Just listen. It's very easy. I'm

telling you.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Gary?

Yes, sir.

Could I talk to you privately outside?

Well, sure.

Is this about the murder, Inspector?

Yes, it is.

Well, there was a young fellow here this morning. I told him everything I knew.

You've got Dano in custody. I don't honestly... Dano's not in custody, Mr.

Garrett. We don't have the evidence yet to warrant an arrest.

Now, there seems to be some confusion as to whether there was another man in the

bar last night just before Dano came in.

Dano says there wasn't, that the man gave you a brand -new $5 bill. Do you

recall that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I remember the man.

I remember the bill, anyway.

But what difference does it make?

Had you ever seen the man before?

No, I don't think he's from around here.

Can you give me any description of him at all?

Well, he was about 40, thinning hair, had a brown shirt. He was very

pale.

He had a red kerchief.

All right, Mr. Gary, much obliged.

FBI? Well, I guess they got it all wrapped up.

Nothing's wrapped up.

Dano's not even under arrest. They turned him loose.

Well, like I always said, if you want something done right, do it yourself.

You're good.

Thank you very much.

Hello, Lewis.

Arthur, how long have you been here?

Oh, about five minutes.

Had a speech to make in Chicago.

Thought I'd take a little detour on the way back, see how you were doing.

Well, uh, we've got a suspect who seems innocent, a witness we can't find, and a

heat wave that won't quit.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

Other than that, we're in marvelous shape.

Oh, incidentally, though, Omaha phone.

Fred Post's alibi checks out.

That's not surprising. I think it was unpremeditated. No planning, no motive.

It was a man who might have seen Pat Dano come out of that bar, who might

seen someone standing next to that car, might be able to tell us some very

interesting facts if we could locate him.

Well, what's the problem? Can't you get an accurate description?

We practically got a living portrait.

He could be the mayor of Skid Row.

Probably an alcoholic.

Evidently had a five dollar bill on him.

Not exactly a banker type, huh?

That might depend on the kind of bank he deals with.

Even this man has a saleable commodity.

Blood.

You got money to buy drinks?

Tom, contact all the blood banks in town.

We want a name, even if it's an alias.

Yes, sir.

Might be the break we need, Art.

I think the break you need is in the weather.

I had another reason for wanting to talk to you today, Lewis.

A congressman who represents Garriston called the Bureau.

He wants to know just how bad the situation really is.

Could get very bad, Art.

About the police have canceled all leaves.

Sheriff's Department standing by.

All right, Lewis.

Thanks. Let me know if anything important develops.

Certainly. Okay.

Now get a hold of everybody you know and start with Talbert's lab.

Once again, Samuel, no water, a little ice, and a lot of whiskey.

And stay to the east or north, but stay clear of me and my men. We don't want

any policemen around when we hit that camp.

Right.

Sam, come on.

No more, Freddy.

What do you mean? No more.

We just ran out. You had enough.

Come on. Come on. But the bar is closed. I shouldn't have opened it in the first

place. You're talking like lunatics.

I don't want any part of this.

Sam.

Nobody much cares what you want.

Now, you worked with her, Samuel.

But I loved her.

Check.

Check. I know you loved her, but you're going about this wrong.

No.

Now somebody's got to make that little killer pay, and, man, he is going to

even if I have to burn the whole town down to get him.

Check.

He gave this address to the nurse at the blood bank.

He said his name was Bert Hammond.

Hammond? Yes, do you know him?

Well, of course I know him. Did he come back here last night?

Yes, but there must be some... I'd like to talk to him, please.

Well, he's quite busy. Please.

It's extremely important.

Just a moment.

I got your message.

Is he here?

The attendant's gone after him.

Good. I had a talk with him.

This gentleman, sir.

Yes, sir. Did you want to see me?

Well, no. I was looking for Bert Hammond.

I'm Bert Hammond.

My name's Erskine, Mr. Hammond. This is Mr. Colby.

Yes, sir.

Well, Mr. Hammond, the man we're looking for seems to have used your name at the

blood bank yesterday.

Oh, yes, they do that.

I'm the mission captain.

They see my name on the door.

Is this man in trouble?

Well, not necessarily. We'd like to talk to him.

Well, what does he look like? Maybe I can help you.

Well, he's, uh... In his 40s.

Thin. Brown hair beginning to recede.

Well, there's so many of them.

Dark brown shirts.

Very pale complexion.

Wears a red handkerchief around his throat.

Oh, sure. You mean Porter.

What's his first name?

William, I think.

Where would he go from here, Captain?

Well, let's see. Was Porter the one with a 20 -room mansion in Hollywood or an

Irish castle?

Wait. He has a sister.

Uh, he phoned her from here this morning. Long distance.

Morgan, Ohio.

Was that correct?

Yes, he said he was coming home.

There may be a record of that.

May I use your telephone, Mr. Hammond? Sure.

Here, let me show you.

Inspector?

Well, it has happened.

The rioters have just attacked Talbot's lab east of town.

Oh.

Insanity.

Well, even the dullest student learns his lesson sooner or later, I suppose.

I'll close the camp tomorrow.

Isn't that what the rioters want?

Is that what matters, Mr. Talbot? What the rioters want?

I'm afraid there's no alternative.

Could turn Dano over to them.

That would be ridiculous. What's ridiculous about it? The boy's innocent.

hasn't done anything wrong. What have you done wrong?

What do you mean?

Is it your fault they turned against you?

I set up Newstart as an act of friendship.

I didn't mean to hurt anyone or defy anything.

When I was a poor boy, somebody taught me how to use a lathe.

I was just returning the favor.

I thought it was just good business.

Well, it is.

So why are you quitting?

What you're saying, Inspector, is that...

These rioters here are wrong, and we have a moral obligation to stand up and

fight, huh?

How do you feel about that, Mr. Talbot?

You know, it crosses my mind that there were only 50 rioters involved here,

which leaves approximately 44 ,950 men of goodwill in Garriston.

You know, Mr. Erskine, as soon as I get my own home in shape...

I think I'll ask some of my friends if they would like to contribute to

Newstart.

Open it up a little.

Yeah, thanks. I understand.

Inspector!

Off and clear.

Just got a report that rioting's broken out in the northern part of town.

Looting, assaults.

North, huh?

No trouble west of here, Chwetherkamp? No, sir. Couldn't be quieter.

Well,

I suppose we should be grateful for small favors.

Yes, I suppose so

He's

always the dearest little boy we used to call him sweet William

Of course, he hated that.

But it was true.

There was never a crossword, never a frown.

He had cause.

How's that, Miss Porter?

Well, he was always sickly.

Oh, if it wasn't asthma, it was colds and headaches.

Mama used to rub his poor little head for the hour.

I believe that's really why he started drinking, if you want to know the truth.

The headaches?

Yes, surely, not because Mama rubbed his head.

Won't you sit down, Mr.

Colby? Yes, thank you.

Mama and I always used to say that Will could have been anything in the world he

wanted to be.

President even if he wanted. If he just had his health.

He couldn't go to school because of the asthma and he couldn't work. So Mama,

she just told him to stay right here in the nest with her.

Like a good boy.

And he did.

Is your mother still alive in this border?

Mama passed on nine years ago.

July.

And Will was just an old piece.

He didn't stay for the funeral. He ran away in the middle of the night.

But I just, I said to myself, let him fly.

Let him try his wings and that little bird will be back again.

And he's tired enough.

Scared enough.

I was right, wasn't I?

Yes, ma 'am, it looks like that.

Oh, I wish you'd tell me what you think he's done.

Well, um... We don't know for sure he's done anything, Miss Porter.

We're investigating a murder on a government reservation. He may be

Tell me, Miss Porter, when he phoned you this morning, did he indicate that he

intended to come directly home? Yes.

He said to directly home, and he will too. He was always specially obedient

he was scared.

And that's one thing Mama always insisted on.

Obedience. Yes, ma 'am.

Now the 4 .30 headlines.

Street fighting has broken out in the northern section of the city, even as

garrison police and fire units continue to battle rioters in the eastern

industrial district. Hey, will you turn that off and get some music or

something, huh? Police have been alerted for possible use, and the governor's

office is in close touch with local... It's a crazy bit, huh, that rioting?

Yeah, yeah.

Very crazy.

North and east.

I thought it was us they didn't like.

Yeah, well, they got to practice, you know, season the troops.

Jano? Huh?

Some of the guys want to pull out.

You know, you get a town full of kooks running around here with guns and axes

and somebody's going to get hurt.

He can be sure of that.

Want to move while there's still time?

Lots of pressure, man.

Gentlemen, what's your pleasure?

Where's Fred Post?

I wouldn't know.

What am I, his keeper?

No sign of him at the riot areas.

He was a little happy. Maybe he went to his apartment to sleep it off.

The police have got a lookout on the main highway west of here. If he tries

get to the camp that way, they'll spot him.

And you haven't got anything to worry about, have you?

Where is he, Mr. Gary?

The police can't pull units out of the north and east on speculation.

Maybe you've never seen a full -fledged riot, Mr. Gary. I have.

And I can tell you that if this thing isn't stopped... You'll wish you hadn't

for the rest of your life.

You don't know how Fred feels.

He loved the girl.

I've known her myself since she was a kid.

But you aren't out rioting.

You seem to have a very old -fashioned set of principles, Mr. Gary.

Like leaving police problems to the police.

Look, I kid. He's your friend. If he kills Dano, he'll pay for it.

Now suppose the man he kills, on top of everything else, just happens to be

innocent.

Denton's Meadows.

He's headed for Newster. How many are with him?

I don't know.

The Met is about ten miles south.

He'll bypass the lookout.

I'll need a helicopter and notify the sheriff's department.

Don't regret principles, Mr. Gary. Just thank God for them.

And, uh, this was taken one summer in Maine.

He and Mom and I had built these...

Beautiful sandcastles. And we'd pretend that we were courtiers and Mama was

queen.

And we'd live safe and happy in the

castle forever.

Then the waves would start coming in higher and higher and

William would cry. He called Mama to...

To hold the waves back.

My little boy.

Tom. Is he here?

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh. Ellen, I'm home.

I'm in, Will.

William Porter?

Yes, sir.

It's good to have you home, Will.

Yeah, I figured there'd be someone to arrest me.

I didn't even know her name.

I never meant to kill her.

Ellen?

Yes, Will.

She could have been Mama's twin.

We have Porter. He's confessed.

Where's Dano?

We want Dano.

We're gonna get him. No, you're not.

You've got the wrong man.

He's innocent.

You listen to me.

A suspect has confessed to the murder of Elizabeth Kendall.

Patrick Dano's been cleared.

Cleared? That's what I said.

This is better work, after I've told the man what a genius you were.

Okay, now, don't breathe.

One, two, three.

Perfect.

Well, I guess I can still find him a place.

Yeah, I think I'd risk it. Okay, now, one more number.

All we need now to give this a perfect ending would be a... That's it.

William Porter was convicted of the murder of Elizabeth Campbell and is

a life sentence in a federal penitentiary.

State and federal charges have been filed against Frederick Post, Charles

Burroughs, and 26 other defendants, and they are awaiting trial.