All language subtitles for The FBI s01e01 The Monster

Don't you think you ought to come up for
some air?

I know it's a lot of fun, but I don't
have as much time as you do.

What do you want?

Whatever it is, honey, I say you've got
it.

The car.

Boyfriend who'll change clothes with me.

And some money.

You're a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

Lewisburg's a nice place to visit, but
not... All right, mister. We'll do

anything you say.

You're holding all the shots.

It's not the truth.

Get out of the car.

You know, it's too bad.

Could have picked one more my size.

Wears cheap suits, too.

All right.

Start undressing.

And you, uh, you be a lady. Turn around.

Oh, you know, Sonny, you and I got a lot
of Pennsylvania miles to log tonight.

I'll start undressing.

The FBI.

A QM production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbliss Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

Lynn Loring.

With guest stars Jeffrey Hunter.

Estelle Winwood. And special guest star
Dina Merrill.

Tonight's episode, The Monster.

Arthur, aren't you up a little late?

Lewis, open your eyes.

What's that?

The sun, Lewis. It's a new day.

Oh. Oh, I see your point.

Well, the director of the Federal Bureau
of Prisons hopes that you see his

point, too.

The friend?

Right. Let's hope you can keep it that
way.

Why me?

Because he's asked for our help.

He has a problem, and I've suggested
that you're the one to solve it.

Well, I have two friends.

You won't have any friends at all if you
don't find an extortionist by the name

of Francis Jerome and get him back to
Lewisburg as soon as possible.

Do you escape?

Right.

I'll meet you at the bureau in 25
minutes.

Fine. Oh, Lewis.

Huh? I forgot to say good morning.

It's awfully nice of you to carry my
things for me like this. You know what?

think it's nice. I think it's nice that
you chose this particular time to get

homesick, and even nicer that you chose
this particular flight to get on in

Philadelphia. Well, thank you, Mr.
Johnson.

Oh, now, Fred, that's not a hard name to
remember, is it?

It's a lot easier than Parma, isn't it?
Hey, Parma, I've got an idea.

Why don't I call a cab, and then we'll
go have some lunch.

Then I'll drop you off.

Unless... Oh, no, I'm not that homesick.

But there is one problem.

If we take a cab, what on earth am I
going to do with my car?

In valet parking.

Well, ask the Lewisburg office for all
the information they have on Jerome's

escape. And have them forward anything
new to Castle City.

Are we boring you?

Huh?

Are we boring you?

Oh, no, no. It's just that I've been up
since the crack of dawn.

A friend called me.

Well, Jerome's been up a lot longer than
that. As a matter of fact, his escape

wasn't even discovered until after
morning bed check, so, uh... Wake up.

It's just that my blood's a little short
of oxygen.

Well, you can hang your head out of the
window on the way to Castle City.

That is, if you can manage to stay awake
long enough to get us on a flight.

Yes, sir.

Don't you think you're being a little
hasty, Lewis, heading for the Midwest?

Hasty? I thought that was the order of
the day.

Well, you might save some time if you
wait until Lewisburg at least picks up a

trail on Jerome.

gone from Lewisburg, Arthur. He's
probably out of Pennsylvania by now.

That's very likely.

Just because he was apprehended and
tried in Castle City and because he was

there does not mean that he's heading
back there now.

But his file indicates he used to turn
up there repeatedly, Arthur, even though

his face was known and it was dangerous
for him.

Castle City held some attraction for
him. Maybe it still does.

And then there's a girl he was engaged
to. Jean, what's her name? Davis.

But he was just setting up another
extortion victim.

Don't forget, she's the one that turned
him in. But he doesn't know that.

At the very least, to him, Gene Davis is
unfinished business, and that's another

thing that might bring him back there.

Well, if we get to Dulles Field in 45
minutes, we've got two seats on a plane.

Good. Ask Thelma to call Haynes in
Castle City and tell him we're on our

I had her send a teletype.

Haynes will get a line on Gene Davis and
put a surveillance on her home and all

Castle City highways and terminals.

He's awake.

I just hope you were awake when you
picked Castle City.

There's only one way to find out,
Arthur.

All right.

You're never going to make that plane if
you stand around here. Good luck.

There are much better spots on Lake
Michigan than this, you know.

Who cares about the lake? I'm looking at
you.

I really ought to call home.

They'll begin to wonder what's happened
to me.

What has happened to you, partner?

I'm afraid to think.

Hey.

Hey, what did you do? Buy this instead
of going to college?

No, my father gave it to me on my 21st
birthday.

The most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

What? Must have cost your father
thousands.

No, really.

What did it cost?

Can't we talk about something else?
Well, tell me.

Fred, for heaven's sake, I'm
disappointed in you.

I mean, honestly, if that's all you're
interested in.

What's this?

New hairstyle?

Fred?

Right over Castle City.

And right over Jerome, I hope.

He's not going to be easy to find.

Very smart.

Six charges, one arrest.

Always the same pattern.

Cons a girl out of her money or her
jewelry.

Resorts to extortion if he has to.

No record of any failures.

Maybe he... kills the failures.

Jim, what's the psychology? Can you tell
me?

You start warning a daughter about the
Francis Jerome's from the time she's old

enough to walk.

You think she understands?

Then... Then what?

Don't be so self -conscious.

I don't equate you with Jerome or
Barbara with Jerome's girls.

If I hadn't done a better job than that,
I'll quit.

You've done a fantastic job.

But, uh... Why don't you quit anyway?

Lou, you remind me of a painter.

A da Vinci.

A Mona Lisa.

Except that Leonardo knew when his
masterpiece was finished.

You've done your job.

You've given Barbara all the tools she
needs for good, solid judgment.

Let her use them.

Let go.

Let me tell you something.

This is Captain Penderton.

We will be landing in approximately four
minutes. We hope you enjoyed your

flight. Thank you.

Speaking of portraits, we might improve
our picture of Jerome if we have a talk

with his former victims.

Let me get in touch with the field
officers involved and put it on the line

we land. Right.

Let's start with Gene Davis.

Stop by at the right time, Inspector.
There she is.

Very pretty.

Yes, sir.

Jerome always did pick the pretty ones.

They got a call from Lewisburg,
Inspector.

Jerome held up and robbed a young
couple, dumped them in the country about

miles west of Philadelphia.

They identified his picture after a long
walk back.

There's no trace of the car yet.

I think they'll find it in Philadelphia.

He'll lose himself in the city, change
his mode of transportation, and he'll

probably turn up here.

You might be right about that.

Lewisburg agents have turned up an
apparel store robbery just outside

Philadelphia, Norristown.

It might fit Jerome.

Stolen clothes woods, complete outfit,
just his size.

Store owner said the thief had excellent
taste.

That's our boy.

At least we know that much about him.

Well, maybe Gene Davis knows a little
more.

We'll check with you at the office,
Haynes. Yes, sir.

I won't be a minute. I just don't want
this to burn.

Please, sit down.

Thank you.

What's the subject, Inspector?

I beg your pardon?

You said you wanted some information.

Yes, about Francis Jerome.

Alias Frank Jacobs, wasn't it?

I think I'd rather try for another
category, if you don't mind.

Sorry, he's the name of the game. We're
looking for him.

Did you think of trying the federal
prison?

He escaped last night.

Escaped?

Oh, that's just fine. That really does
it. Of all the incompetence, what

earthly good does it do to catch a man
if you can't hold him?

Miss Davis, the FBI investigates. It
doesn't... I suppose I should have gone

down and stood guard over his cell
myself.

I did everything else for you.

I was the one who got suspicious about
him in the first place, you know.

I was the one who found out that he
wasn't the local director of the

of Defense the way he claimed. I was the
one who told you about it.

All you had to do was look in your
little alias file and find out what his

name was and then arrest him, that's
all.

Just arrest him, put him in jail, and
keep him there.

But even that was too big a job for you.
And now you have the audacity to come

here and ask me to help you look for
him.

Well, you can put this in your file and
smoke it. I wouldn't be caught dead in

Francis Jerome's company. Yes, we're
aware of that.

What did you say? We know that Jerome
isn't the kind of company you normally

keep.

How do you know that?

As I said, Miss Davis, the FBI
investigates.

I'm sorry. I don't know why I had to
fire my cannon at you two.

Well, I guess we lit the fuse.

Well, why don't we start all over again
from the beginning?

Meet the real Gene Davis.

And not the pleasure. I hope you don't
think I'm a shrew just because I acted

like one.

Believe me, Miss Davis, the thought
never crossed my mind.

Spoken like a true diplomat.

Thank you. You must, um...

Meet all kinds of people.

Yes, I suppose so.

I'll bet you have some stories to tell
your wife when you get home at night.

Well, my wife died some years ago.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh, Miss Davis... You introduced
yourself as inspector. What do you

Uh, field offices.

Oh, is that what you're doing now?

No, not exactly. I also go out on
special cases. And speaking of that, you

the last person Jerome contacted before
he went to prison.

We'd be interested in anything you might
be able to tell us about him.

Well, he's handsome and he has a way
with the ladies.

Unfortunately, I can vouch for that.

Told you I don't get off till nine. What
you hanging around making me nervous

for?

Oh, I was just wondering.

You get your hair caught in that thing.

What do you do, ring up a no -sale?

It worries my boss a little, too.

Someday I'm going to take the scissors
and whack it right off. I don't care

the style is.

Oh, don't do that.

I'd rather see you live dangerously.

I'll see you tonight.

In the park.

We know that Jerome was orphaned when he
was a baby and raised by his maternal

grandmother, address unknown.

Did he ever mention her to you?

I didn't really know him long enough to
learn much about his past life.

I thought you were engaged to be
married.

Well, we did talk about it, but... You
know, it's odd. I don't usually make

mistakes like that.

I'm the manager of an office with over
100 employees, Mr. Erskine.

And I didn't get there by misjudging
people.

You don't have to explain.

No, I'd like to. I want you to
understand.

You see, when you lose someone that's
very close to you, you're vulnerable to

kindness and sympathy.

And Frank Jerome gave me both.

He'd moved in across the hall a few
weeks before, and when...

Peggy died. He was there.

Friend, counselor, sympathizer.

Who's Peggy?

My sister.

More than that, my charge.

My sweet, wonderful charge.

You see, our parents died when she was
13, and I looked after her.

How did she die?

She fell in the bathtub. She was
drowned.

Did Jerome know her?

No, I don't think so.

But after she died, he did everything.
He was wonderful.

I guess I mistook gratitude for love.

Then one day, he asked to borrow money
from me.

It seemed so out of character that I
checked up on him.

One last question.

Do you think he might try to see you
again?

No, I don't think so. Why should he?

Well, thanks for your help, Miss Davis.

We'll keep your apartment under
surveillance, just in case.

If there's anything more I can do,
please call.

We will.

Either here or at the office.

Hubbard Enterprises.

But, uh, I guess that's in your files,
isn't it?

It is, yes.

You know, it's really not fair.

You know everything about me.

I know absolutely nothing about you.

Why?

Well,

why don't you say what's on your alleged
mind?

Lou, do you realize that she managed to
get more information about you and to

give more information about herself than
we ever got about Jerome?

Maybe you should have spent more time
listening.

Or didn't you find it informative that
Jerome was living there when the sister

had her accident?

22, 22, come in, please.

22, Erskine.

Mr. Haynes for you, Inspector.

Go ahead.

Inspector, I'm back at the office.

Miss Davis wants to see you again.

Again? Why?

Thanks, Lee. I'll take care of it.

You think you can find your way back
there?

Yes.

Curtis Street.

I don't remember the number, but I'm
sure if you just prove Curtis, I'll

recognize the house.

Jerome didn't say he lived there.

No, and he never went inside.

He just parked across the street one
night and stared at the house.

He had the strangest expression on his
face.

And he wouldn't talk about it.

Then he drove me straight home. That's
why I remember it.

I'm glad you do.

Are you two always together?

Usually when we're on duty.

Are you always on duty?

It's just our way together.

I'll stay with Miss Davis. I'll be right
back.

Gentlemen, is there some kind of an FBI
rule against calling me Jean?

After all, we'd met through a mutual
acquaintance.

Now, why did I say that?

I keep hearing these things come out of
me and I can't stop them.

What things?

You know what things.

So does he.

I'm not like this. I'm not...

Forward?

Ever since I've met him, I keep acting
like some nutty dame who waited till she

was 30 years old to meet the right guy.

And couldn't wait another two seconds to
tell him so.

Not kidding, eh?

When a girl admits her age, Mr. Rhodes,
she's not kidding.

Yes, what is it?

Sorry to disturb you, but does the name
Francis Jerome mean anything to you?

You know my Francie.

Well, in a way.

Oh, you're a friend of Francie's.

Please, come in, come in. I'm his
grandma, Mrs. Norbert. Thank you.

It's been so very long since I had any
word from Francie.

I can't tell you what it means to me
just to hear his name again.

Well, then you haven't seen him, Mrs.
Norbert, in the last few hours?

Hours?

I haven't seen him since they took him
to prison. Is that where you knew my

grandson?

No, I'm Inspector Erskine, Federal
Bureau of... No need to say the whole

Inspector. I know what FBI means.

ones who took Francie away.

Your grandson has escaped from prison,
Mrs. Norbert.

Escaped?

Francie got away?

Yes. I came here to ask you if you'll
cooperate with us by notifying the

if you see him.

For goodness sake, no. I couldn't do a
thing like that. You'll just take him

away from me again.

Inspector, the FBI was wrong about
Francie.

He'd never think of doing those things
they said.

If you could just have known what a
perfect little boy he was.

Do you see that picture?

Prouncy was like that, the perfect boy.

If you could have seen him in his little
velvet suit and tarched collar and silk

tie.

And those beautiful curls.

Curls? Clear to his shoulders. He wore
them until the day he first left me.

How did he get along with the other boys
in school?

Oh, I never allowed him to go to school.
I taught him everything he needed to

know right here.

How to read and write and add numbers
and manners.

He had perfect manners.

And how could I allow a lovely child
like that to play with the boys in the

neighborhood while they were nothing but
hooligans?

Never understood why Francis left,
though. We were so happy here.

But then he always came back to see me
every few months. Oh, such a wonderful

boy.

The FBI did wrong in taking him away
from me.

shouldn't have let you come in.

I can't honestly say I like you.

I think you should leave.

Yes, Will.

Goodbye.

Do you think I'm terrible, Jim?

No.

No, as a matter of fact, I think...

I think Lou needs someone like you.

He certainly doesn't act it. He can't.

FBI rule.

No personal relationships with anybody
involved in a case.

That leaves the whole thing up to me,
doesn't it?

Well, we found the grandmother.

Could she tell you much about Jerome?

More than she knew.

No wonder he went sour.

The house is like a page out of
Hawthorne.

Let's drive around the block and park up
the street. I want Haynes to keep this

place under surveillance.

Fancy.

Oh, Francie.

Oh,

you came home.

They wouldn't let me out, Grandma.

They had bars on the doors and windows,
but I got out anyway, and I came home,

Grandma. I came home.

I didn't hear you come in.

I came in the back door.

I was waiting for you in the kitchen.

Then you must be hungry.

I'll fix you something to eat. No,
Grandma. Supper, Francie. Grandma, I

Good, solid food. That's what a boy
needs.

Good, solid food.

Yes, Grandma.

Anything else, Lee?

I got a report from Philadelphia.

The car Jerome stole was found at the
airport, but we won't know what plane he

took, if any, until we get an
identification on his picture.

Most of the early shift airline
personnel have gone home.

Take time to round them up.

All right, thanks. We'll wait here till
your men arrive.

By the way, Jane, I'd like to say that I
appreciate all the help you've given

us. Enough to invite me to dinner?

You interrupted mine, you know.

Well, I, uh... That's right.

We did.

I realize you can't fraternize with the
natives when you're on duty, but how do

you know I won't come up with another
gem like Grandma Norbert?

You know this is blackmail?

Not at all. It's just that I think
better on a full stomach.

Besides, I'm a taxpayer and I insist on
another interview.

All right.

If you don't mind a stop at police
headquarters on the way.

Then dinner?

Then dinner.

The three of us, I presume?

If you insist.

It's quite a resemblance.

It's reasonable. They were sisters.

They could be twins.

If it weren't for the age difference and
the long hair.

Jean's hair's long, too. She wears it
up.

You notice that?

Jim, why do I keep getting the
impression that you'd like to see me

with Jean Davis?

Maybe I would.

Why? Because it might take my mind off
you and Barbara?

Not necessarily.

What, then?

You've been alone too long, Lou.

This is a first -class lady.

Sorry I had to leave you, Inspector, but
the roof over my head is a little

shaky.

I had a missing persons on this girl
earlier, and we just found her in the

strangled.

Name's Parma Houghton, and her father
happens to be one of the most powerful

roof -shakers in the city.

Too bad murder isn't within the
jurisdiction of the FBI, Inspector.

Right now, we could use all the help we
can get.

Well, we certainly appreciate all the
help you've given us, Captain.

David's file do you any good?

I don't know what I was looking for. I
thought I might find something in here

that would match up with an idea I had.

Abrasions on the head, water in the
lungs.

No unidentified prints, an accident.

Let me know if there's anything further
we can do.

Thanks, and good luck with your manhunt.

Whoever it is, I hope we catch him
before he makes a habit out of it.

Yeah.

I thought I heard you up.

Interview reports?

Hmm. Now, what did Jerome's victims have
to say about him this time?

Not a thing.

Played a different part with each girl.
Never tells any two the same story.

No regular habits.

Uh -oh.

Looks like Captain Herman's roof lost a
few more shingles.

Fishing boat pulled another one out of
the lake last night.

Hello, who's this?

Jean?

Yes, who's this?

How does the name Frank Jacobs grab you?

Frank? Jean, look, I've got to see you
now.

Don't say no, please.

It's just for a few minutes.

That's all I want, just a few minutes.
You can forget about what happened

for a few minutes, can't you? What can
it hurt?

Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt.

Where shall I meet you?

You meet me?

With the FBI?

Don't be silly. Why should I call the
FBI?

I don't know. Maybe you did before when
they arrested me.

And yesterday, there was a girl with
them at Grandma's house.

Was that you?

Well, is that what you think? Because if
it is, we'll just call the whole thing

off. No.

No, now, Jean, I've got to see you just
for a few minutes, please.

I'll call you back.

I can understand why he preys on women.
He's raised in a feministic world and

he's getting even.

Something else. Something that just
stays out of reach.

Like a mosquito when you're trying to
sleep.

Erskine. Lou.

Two things.

First, I got another jam for you. And
second, last night's dinner was lovely.

A little crowded, but lovely.

What's the gem?

Well, there's a price. You'll have to
hear it in person.

Jean, I don't have time for games.

I don't have much time either, Lou.

I'm leaving for my office in 30 minutes.
I'll meet you in the parking lot.

He said he'd call me later.

Better get on the horn and let Haynes
know. Okay.

Lou, let me help.

I could set up an appointment with him,
and then you could take him.

He's armed. You could be heard.

Are you trying to tell me that you care
what happens to me?

I care what happens to every citizen.

It's my job.

When you catch Jerome, you'll go back to
Washington, won't you?

Even if I don't want you to.

Jean, please.

Lou, help me.

I don't know what you want from a girl
unless it's to be conventional and wait

for you to do the asking.

Is that it?

Have I struck out by swinging too hard?

No, of course not.

Well... Jean.

My wife died in an ambush from a bullet
that was meant for me.

You must have loved her very much.

What was that all about?

You're an investigator. You figure it
out.

I

don't

ordinarily like men tramping through,
but I suppose you think you know what

you're doing.

You won't find him here.

You're too late.

You mean he was here?

When you were waiting in the kitchen for
you to leave.

But he ran away again.

Because he was naughty, I suppose.

He always loved that picture, sir.

Sat by the hour and looked at it.

He was ashamed of what he did.

That's why he ran away.

Lee, call Captain Herman and ask him for
protection for Gene Davis.

And you get a hold of her and tell her
not to move without a police escort.

Police are pretty busy looking for their
own murder suspect.

He's also our escapee, the same man.

Jerome? That's the way I see it. Gene
Davis may be next, so get on it.

Yes, sir.

Long hair.

Right there in front of us.

Every picture we saw.

Jerome's been killing himself over and
over.

22, 22.

Haynes.

Erskine, go ahead, Lee.

Inspector, the Davis girl's office
claims she left shortly after coming in,

our surveillance reports she hasn't come
home.

Oh, and her office also said she was
upset about something. Does that mean

anything to you?

Yes, it does.

I want that girl found, Ains, right now.

Herman's got his whole force out there,
so have I.

We'll try the waterfront. He seems to
like the lake.

Have you got our license number?

Yes, sir.

B as in boy, 2 -0 -0 -4 -4.

All right, Jamie, this will do it.

Pull off into this vacant lot up here on
the right.

I don't know what you're so upset about.

I'm the one who got all cramped up back
here waiting for you.

Now, just what is it that you think so
important that we have to talk about,

Frank?

Oh.

Cabbages, King?

Frank! Stop it!

I like it now.

Frank, I like it now.

It's just... like hers.

Like Peggy's.

You knew Peggy?

Go ahead, Lee.

The car has been spotted, Inspector.

The police have just relayed a report
from a motor officer. It's parked on the

waterfront, end of Macy Street.

Two people in it.

That's close.

We're on our way.

Stop! Fred!

Stop! Fred!

One of a kind original.

Not a print like Blue Boy. A genuine
masterpiece created by Grandma Norbert.

You all right?

I guess I ought to cry, but I really did
that today.

You did a lot more than that today.

Why don't we start all over again
tomorrow?

Jean.

I have a daughter.

I don't want her to marry an FBI man
either.

Jean, I almost saw it happen all over
again, right there.

But I'm not your wife.

Your investor's dead.

Maybe someday you'll find out who else
died in that ambush.

You know, if you hadn't made Jim stay at
the office to do those reports, I'd

have somebody to talk to.

What are you thinking about so hard?

The past.

I'm wondering if it isn't a mistake to
hang on to it too tightly.

Daddy, what happened to you in Castle
City?

So a terrible power a parent can wield.

And how destructive hanging on to a
stubborn idea can be.

I've always been pretty strict with you,
Barbara.

I'm glad you were.

It's been my security.

Proof that you love me.

I hope so.

Daddy, I've learned to be self -reliant
from you.

Because you were a good father.

And when the time does come for me to
make a decision and stand firmly on my

two feet, I'll do it.

And because you still are a good father,
you'll accept it.

I will?

Of course you will.

Won't you?