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Good evening.

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following which we shall have tonight's story.

INCIDENT IN A SMALL JAIL

- Fill it up please. High gas*. - Yes, sir.

You got anything to drink around here?

No. Drive to the drug store across the street.

Hey.

Oh, * officer.

Didn't you see that red right?

No, I didn't. I guess I must have been daydreaming.

- Sorry. - Wait a minute. Where are you going?

Get back up on that curve*.

Go on.

What's your name?

My name is Leon Gorwald.

I am a salesman.

Travelling for Collins Company. *

Mister, I'm gonna slap a ticket on you.

What for?

Crossing against that red light.

You violated the traffic code.

Uh, wait a minute. Let's be reasonable.

Let me have your identification, Mr. Gorwald.

We're going to make a man from out of town

pay a little more attention to the laws around here.

Now, listen, officer.

What do you say we forget the whole thing, huh?

Are you...

you offering me that money?

Fine couldn't be much more than that.

Let's just say I'm skipping the middle men. Okay?

All right, get in.

What?

You heard me. I'm taking you in.

Taking me in? You mean to jail?

That's right.

The charges are violation of the traffic code

and attempted bribery.

But... but you can't do that to me.

I've got to be in center city by morning.

I've got customers to see.

I'm behind schedule already.

Get in.

But what about my car?

I got it over at the garage.

Your car *sent around the prison parking lot.

You can pick it up when you're released.

Look. I...

I was just trying to save us whole some trouble. That's all.

I mean, you can't blame a guy for that.

Oh, come on. Can't you listen to reason?

Manny.

Now when do I get to see a magistrate?

- Hey, Sheriff. - I mean, I know my right.

I'm entitled to hearing before a magistrate.

Manny. Sandy. Is anybody here?

I think they all going out for lunch or something.

We'll just have to do the honors myself.

Date.

What did you say your name was?

Gorwald. Leon Gorwald.

G. O. R. W. A. L. D.

Leon... address?

1070 North Drive, Philadelphia.

All right, Mr. Gorwald.

You follow me, please.

No, I want to see a judge.

I'm entitled to see a judge.

You will see one as soon as I can find him.

It's Sunday, mister. Things are pretty quiet around here on a Sunday.

In you go.

Now I'll go over to judge West's house and tell him he's got a customer.

You just sit tight.

But you can't leave me here alone.

Don't worry, Mister. You'll keep...

I'll find some company for you.

Manny.

Can't understand where they all went.

Well...

where have you been?

Carly, am I glad to see you?

I saw your car out in front. And I said thank goodness.

Sheriff, what are you talking about?

And what's the idea of leaving the jail unattended?

Now, Carly, don't fuss with me.

We had the worst crime that ever happened in a long *.

You mean you haven't heard about it?

No. What crime?

Now we got the fella that did it.

That is, Sandy and me,

I'd like you to help us hold him and lock him up,

For the love of Pete, what's he doing in there?

Prisoner.

Sheriff, who is he you want to lock up

and what's he supposed to have done?

Worst thing I ever saw, Carly.

Lord knows I've seen a lot in France.

In the war, but nothing was as bad as this.

There's a Fremont girl, you know her?

No.

Her folks run a chicken farm about 6 miles out of town.

Her kid brother found her out in the woods

about a quarter-mile behind the house.

She was kind of pretty.

She ain't pretty any more, Carly.

That fella used a knife on her.

You say you've got the killer?

Yeah, out in Sandy's car.

He gave us a hard time at first but he's quiet now.

You want help us fetch him in?

Yeah, all right.

And I'd better make a report in the headquarters

they may want me out there.

Is the body still where you found it?

I'll left it to a deputy.

What about that one? What did he do?

Jaywalking...

and attempted bribery.

I want to see a judge.

Let me pay the fine and get out of here.

Yeah.

Carly. Under the circumstances, why don't we just let him go.

What's the matter, Manny?

Two prisoners are too much for you to handle?

Now, you know that is insane.

Look, a prisoner is a prisoner.

I'll go to judge West and get him a hearing.

And we'll see.

You always were a stick a little like your old man.

That's right.

All right. I'll tell you what.

You and Sandy bring in that prisoner

and I'll try and get judge West on the phone, all right?

Hello, *

Will you get me judge West's home, please?

Hello? Is the judge in? This is the sheriff.

When do you expect him?

Well, when he comes in, will you tell him please to call the county jail?

No. It doesn't matter when. Just tell him to call the jail.

Bribery, huh?

When can I talk to the judge?

Ah, shut up.

Move.

Move. Right in here.

I don't think he'll give us any more trouble, Sheriff.

I think I have knock some of the fighter out of it.

What's your name, mister?

He doesn't talk much.

You won't get anywhere that way.

Sheriff, please you got to let me out of here.

You can't keep me locked up.

What about the judge, Sheriff?

You reached him?

He and his wife went to Blend* to visit her folks.

He ought to be back in town by 10:00.

Could* we call him there?*

Well, it's after six. Take him three hours to get to town.

- We already have him his *suffer. - Yeah.

I'm sorry, mister. We're doing the best we can.

Never mind him. He'll keep.

How did you catch up to this one?

Well, he must've been trying to hitchhike his way through the town.

We never saw him before.

He tried to pick up a ride run 100 yards from where we found the body.

So we stopped him.

He ran like crazy.

Sandy caught up with him, he put up a good fight.

So Sandy had to piss over with him a little bit.

*I know they're mechanics and * all cover *

Sandy, how about show me the way out to the Fremont place?

- Sure, if it's all right with sheriff. - All right with me.

I may file a report to headquarters from there.

You sure you can handle things on him?

No worry about that.

I'll make out fine.

But, but what about me? What about me?

I'll get back as soon as I can.

You take care.

But... what about me?

Sheriff.

Sheriff, please I want to talk to you.

What do you want, mister?

Look, it's been hours.

Hasn't even been an hour.

You just be patient.

But I'm entitled to a hearing.

You know that, don't you?

You are entitled to one phone call. That's for sure.

Anyone you want to call?

Who am I going to call?

I don't know anybody in this rotten town. I...

Look, all I did was to cross the street against the light.

You can't lock up a man for jaywalking.

Well, Carly thought it was a good idea.

Maybe you got more sense than him.

Maybe if I paid you the fine.

Well, take it. Take it.

Go on, Sheriff. Take it.

Shut up.

You too.

What are you doing here?

I thought you went with Carly to the Fremont place.

No, I didn't go.

He thought I ought to stay here when we saw that bunch over Petrie's.

What bunch?

Something's going on, Sheriff.

Look.

When we come outside, we see this big bunch

hanging around outside Petrie's place.

Talking there, if you know how they get*.

And the old man Petrie is as happy as a jay* bird,

selling drinks like it was New Year's Eve.

Carly thought there might be some kind of trouble

so he told me to hang around and see.

What kind of trouble?

What are you being so mysterious for?

Sheriff, you know the men in this town and you know how mean they can get.

Don't think they don't know about that Fremont girl getting killed.

And you can't keep a thing like that a secret the way we used at night pub.

That's what they're talking about, understand?

Well, what's so unusual about that?

What do you expect them to talk about?

Manny. Now you've been sheriff in this town a long time

and you have never seen any real trouble.

That's right

Those guys in Petire's bar are putting away a lot of drinks.

And they are talking crazy.

They know we've arrested the girl's killer

and that's what they're talking about, understand?

Sandy. Will you... will you please talk plain?

Is it plain enough for you? They are talking about lynching.

Lynching?

You're crazy.

I was there at the bar listening to them.

Now they are ready to bust loose.

You don't know how fast these kind of things can happen.

I saw it one time in Perryville when I was a kid.

I don't see a thing.

Maybe if I called Petrie.

Just take my word for it.

They'll be coming. Now we've got to do something and do it now.

Well... what can I do?

I just don't believe this.

Will you believe it when you see him at the end of a rope?

Rope? Who said rope?

- Who said rope? - You quiet down.

This is nothing to do with you.

Sheriff, please. I want to see the judge.

Sheriff's Office, Deputy Bill Sanderson.

What's that?

It's Petrie.

Yeah, Joe.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Well, if we're going to do something, Sheriff, we'd better do it now.

Petrie said a bunch of them just started over this way.

And the way they've been drinking working themself up,

it's a sure thing they mean business.

Let me out. You let me out of here.

Oh, Sheriff. Sheriff. Please, I can't stay here.

You've got to let me go.

Sandy, you'd better get that shotgun we've keeping back.

Look, Sheriff, if you think about holding off...

I don't think we have any choice.

Now get the gun and stop wasting time.

Sheriff, you should get me out of this.

They're gonna lynch me.

We'll take care of it.

- That's all I * - Open the door. GIve me a gun.

How many of them did your say they were?

It's about 20 and it is getting bigger by the minute.

You got to get me out of here.

Sheriff, I will be killed if you don't get that judge.

He's right, Sheriff, we should let him out.

- What? - I don't mean to set him free.

I mean just transfer him to *somewhere else.

That may be alright,

maybe we should get him out of here before a force* shoot our friend.

But what about me? You can't leave me in here.

I'll go out and see if I can slow them down, sir.

You take the prisoners, grab* them to the parking lot in the back

and get the car and head out to the Fremont place.

You are talking sense*

You can be handcuffed into the seat, so they won't give you any trouble.

- Sheriff, will you listen to me. - You shut up.

Are you going to pick up Carly out there? He'll know what to do next.

Think you can handle them, Sandy?

Yeah, but not for long. So you better hurry.

- Yes, come on, Sheriff. - Quiet. Quiet down.

All right, you're going to get your wish, bud.

Back off.

Now, take it easy and no funny stuff.

All right, come on out.

Easy.

Hold up your paws.

Sheriff, please.

- All right, take them off. - What?

Take off your clothes, buddy, take them off.

- What are you talking about? - I said take those clothes off.

I want *.

Come on now. You can go faster than that.

All right, these are for you.

- No, no, no. I don't want... - Put them on.

- No. - Put them on.

Hurry up.

All right, step out of there. Come on.

Come on.

No. Don't let me go in there, please.

- Please. - Come in.

Don't leave me here. Please, they'll think I am you,

- they're gonna kill me, - So long, buddy.

Thanks a lot for your help.

No, don't leave me here, please.

Don't leave me.

Sheriff.

Sheriff, please.

Wake up, Sheriff.

Sheriff, you got to wake up!

Sheriff.

No.

No.

I'm not the man!

I'm not the man. I...

I'm not the one...

You've got... you've got to wait.

No, no. No, I'm not the one I...

- Hand me the keys. - I'm not the one.

Listen to me. Listen. I'm not... I'm not the one.

I just...

crossed against the red light. That's all.

I'm not the one.

I just crossed against the red light. That's all.

I'm not the one.

I just crossed against the red light. That's all.

And they put me here.

All right, take him out of *.

I'll try to talk him.*

Oh... my head.

Here.

What happened?

You got quite a bump,

but then so did the sheriff.

Could been worse, though. Could been worse for both of you.

They tried to kill me.

Yeah, I know what happened,

but that's all over now.

And thanks Sandy here for saving you.

When he saw he couldn't stop them, he...

came * Edmonds * out at the crossroads.

Go back up there as fast as we could.

We sure* getting a bad time, had to fire a few shots over the crowd.

* police guy * I guess they * them up.

Lucky for all of us.

The mechanic?

We lost him, I'm afraid.

we ain't got any one to pursue*, but we'll catch up to him.

I, um...

I guess we've given you enough of a bad time, Mr. Gorwald.

The town's going to put you up in a motel for the night.

And tomorrow they'll buy you a new set of clothes.

As for the jaywalking charge,

you can just forget about that. Fair enough?

Sure enough.

But from now on you watch where you're going.

Don't worry. I intend to be very careful.

Good.

I'll get you something to wear for the time being

and then we'll get you squared away.

- Hi. - Hi.

Do you want lift?

Yes, thank you.

Well, hop in.

By the way, I wouldn't worry about that female hitchhiker if I were you.

That was John Charles Wentworth,

the gentleman who later authored a book

"I was a girl for the FBI."

There was another announcement I was to make, but I can't remember.

Give me one minute and perhaps I can.

I now remember the announcement I wanted to make.

We should return next week at the same time. Until then...

good night.