All language subtitles for The FBI s01e07 The Problem of the Honorable Wife

Thank you.

Oh.

You knew how important this one was,
Maury.

Hey, listen to me, will you?

I didn't have a chance.

I bleed for you, man.

The FBI.

A QM production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbliss, Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Mark Richman.

Miiko Taka.

Donald Herron.

Tonight's episode.

The Problem of the Honorable White.

Oh, Lewis.

Oh, good morning, Arthur. Say, have you
got a minute? Sure.

What's on your schedule today?

Roger's case?

Oh, that's the admiralty matter? You
better give it to McKenzie.

We got a very interesting package from
the San Francisco police.

Bomb fragments, hair, paint on a car
fender.

They had an explosion on the wharf.

Labor trouble? The bomb was detonated in
the bay near a government warehouse.

That warehouse is loaded to the beams
with material for Vietnam.

Oh, boy.

Good morning, Lou. Mr. Ward?

We're going up.

Divers were able to salvage half a dozen
fragments, Inspector.

Enough to tell us that the bomb was
encased in plastic.

Professional make?

No, sir. This particular type of plastic
isn't used in the packaging of

commercial explosives.

What about the explosive itself?

It was gelatin dynamite. Not the
ordinary kind.

Not the type a farmer might use, for
instance, to blow up a tree stump.

We're looking for an amateur expert in
the field of special explosives.

You mentioned paint off a car.

Yes, it was found about a block from the
wharf on a concrete wall.

Might not have been noticed at all,
except that there was some fresh blood

the wall, too. Blood and a few hairs.

Hidden run?

No, apparently not.

From the location of the paint and the
blood, their best guess was that there

had been a fight and the car scraped
along the wall as it was driven away.

Of course, they can't be sure there was
any connection with the bombing, but it

might be a lead.

You check the transfer against the
National Automotive Paint Club. The

came from a 1961 Ford.

Starlight blue.

Okay, thanks.

Maddox!

You know, you're a hard guy to track
down sometimes.

Paul wants to see you.

Is that a fact?

Well, maybe I don't want to see him.

Take it easy. What's the matter with
you?

You all right, Murray?

Someday, I'm gonna wire a grenade to
your flunky's back teeth.

And I mean it.

If he keeps this up, I'll help you pull
the pin.

You said you wanted to talk to him. Get
that hammer -headed clown away from

here. Look, you, don't you talk... Get
him out of here!

I'll see you back in the store.

Original tip and root end are present.

His hair's been forcibly removed from
the head. It's been crushed along the

shaft.

This unknown subject is around 40.

Caucasian. Since the hair is crushed and
bloodstained, it's likely he'll be

wearing a bandage on his head.

Serology reports that the blood type is
O.

Brown hair, around 40.

Caucasian.

Thanks very much. Certainly.

Sorry about Sunday night.

I told him if he ever worked anybody
over again like that, he was out as far

the party was concerned.

I did my best.

I don't expect any medals.

But I don't go for this pushing around
either.

I'm through, Paul.

You don't mean that.

Oh, don't I?

This work is too important to you.

I've heard you talk too many times about
Korea.

When you went over to the People's Army,
you did it out of conviction because

the war was wrong.

That was an intelligent surrender.

If you leave us now, when we need your
skills, when you can help so much, that

would be a defection.

How does your wife feel about America
always interfering in Oriental affairs

like that?

Come on, will you quit?

Kiko doesn't even know there's a war on.

All she worries about is me.

If I'm happy, she's happy.

You're a lucky man. The woman loves you.

The woman smothers me.

Well, your marriage is your own
business.

But Vietnam is my business.

You know, you're the one I can't figure
out.

Me? Yeah, you.

Big car, rich family.

All the connections in the world.

I'll turn your back on it.

For this.

I'm the least complicated man you ever
met.

That's what confuses you.

The party gave me a home.

And there's no God a man has to believe
in something.

Anyway, Paul, thanks for the buggy ride.
It's been a pleasure knowing you.

Maury, listen.

I got the word.

They'll be loading those ships any day
now.

They have to hit the warehouse again.

Uh -uh. Not a chance.

Even if I wanted to, I couldn't.

They'll have that whole wharf plastered
with guards.

You'll think of a way to get past them.

You'll do it for the party.

I'll see you.

Maury.

Come see me at the bookstore when you've
figured it out, okay?

Horace? What's a hard -working dock
worker like you doing home so early,

Hey, I came home to get some rest.

Been to the doctor's.

Oh, you poor baby.

Do you want to tell me what happened?

I, uh, tripped over an elephant.

Okay, so you're a big boy. Keep your
secrets.

We're gonna see you later?

I'll, uh... I'll let you know.

Oh, um, I had to leave my kid with your
wife again.

Okay.

Look, if she drives you crazy, just send
her back to my flat, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

They're quite a team, those two.

I think the kid's more hip than Madam
Butterfly.

Doris, uh... I'll talk to you later.

Okay?

Tsuru desu ne?

Crane.

Oh, I don't see how you do that.

Yasashii. Easy.

Yasashii for you.

Musukashii for me.

I talk just like little Japanese girl.

I wish I were a Japanese girl.

I wish you were my mother, Akiko -san.

Oh, very sweet.

But, Tina -chan, you have mother.

Nice mother.

Work hard for you.

Love you.

No.

I'll tell you who she does love, though.

Well, you know. You've seen them
together.

No.

Not see.

Oh, husband.

Now, don't come all unglued. I just
figured I'd take the afternoon off.

Hello, Tina.

Oh, no beer.

Go to store.

Kiko, I don't want any beer.

I'm sorry. Just don't press me, huh?

All I want to do is lie down.

Not feel good?

I'm all right. Just got a headache.

Listen, how do you feel?

You're the one we ought to be thinking
about.

Oh, a kick?

Yeah.

Isn't that something?

A maiden.

Remember?

October. Rain.

Nico.

Remember?

Hakone.

Fujisan.

Go lay down.

Tina, I've got some candy for you.

No, thanks. It's bad for me.

Here you go.

Oh, no, Mario. I thought...

We shop by beer.

Do you like that candy?

No. Bitter.

But in Japan, when man offer gift, woman
take.

Make man happy.

Akiko -san, you're an American now. You
don't have to make men happy.

Things are different here.

Morning not happy since we come to San
Francisco.

Change.

Never smile.

Make bad friends.

And now this fight.

Well, if someone keeps beating up on
him, he ought to go to the police.

Never go.

Hate police.

Go to police myself.

Ask them to find men who hurt Maury.

In Japan, see movie.

Long, tall actor play G -man.

Fight gangster.

Help citizen.

Very brave.

Yeah? They have G -Men in San Francisco?

I don't know. I guess so. Maybe we look.

Tell them.

Hi.

Then everything be okay for morning.

Thank you very much for your
cooperation.

Inspector Erskine and Special Agent Rose
are on their way. Would you send them

in as soon as they arrive, please?

They're here, sir.

Already? Yes, and this young lady's been
waiting.

Yes, Mrs... Madoc.

Mrs. Madoc, I'm Special Agent Bennett in
charge. Did you want to talk to me?

Oh.

Oh, would you mind speaking to another
agent? I have to... Want to report

beating. To G -Man.

Yes, I see.

Husband name, Maurice Maddock.

Work on wharf.

And Sunday night, come home, say fall
down.

Hurt head.

But I think fight.

Well, you see, Mrs. Maddock, the FBI
only has jurisdiction in federal cases.

So, any time... Husband American?

That not federal?

Not exactly.

I'll tell you what you do, Mrs. Maddox.

The receptionist will give you the
address of the police precinct nearest

home. Why don't you stop in there and
tell them about the beating?

All right?

All right.

Good.

And good luck.

Mrs. Maddox, may I have your address,
please?

Welcome to San Francisco. We didn't
expect you so early.

Alan, you know Jim Rhodes? Yeah. Oh,
sure. Good to see you again, Jim. How

the trip? Great, Alan. I think I slept
most of the way.

Fine. It's going to be the only good
rest you'll get from now on. Oh?

Don't tell me your waterfront 98 is
still open, Al.

We figured you'd have that all tucked
away by now so we could spend our time

on North Beach doing the frug.

The gym, that is.

Well, you know, Inspector, this is
manana country.

But we'll get around to it.

Rough one, huh?

Frustrating. Very, very frustrating.

All the papers got a hold of it.

And now half the beatniks in San
Francisco have come in to confess.

But no brown -haired, 40 -year -old
Caucasians?

Not yet.

What about dynamite sales, Alan?

There's nothing unusual in the San
Francisco outlets.

We're checking Oregon, Nevada, Arizona,
Southern California.

But if our man's working for the Reds,
stuff may have been smuggled in.

Well... Let's start with the wharves
first.

I'll get you a car.

We've had some pretty heavy rain since
Sunday, but at least you'll get an idea

of the physical layout.

Wait a minute.

What's the matter?

Sunday?

What was that woman's name? Mrs.

Maddox?

Mm -hmm.

Husband was hurt on the wharves Sunday?

Could we be this lucky?

No, sir, but I have her address and
phone number.

All right, thank you.

Let's take a look at your files. Right.

Maddox, Maurice Raymond. One arrest, San
Francisco, 1963.

ADW was sold to a police officer with a
tire iron during a pro -Castro

demonstration.

Age 38, hair brown, race Caucasian.

Technical sergeant, attached to
Demolition Squad, 1950.

POW, North Korea, 1951. Propaganda
statements favoring communist cause.

Repatriated, 1953.

Discharged from the Army, but allowed to
remain in Japan.

Married Japanese national, Akiko Sakai,
October 1961.

Returned to the U .S. December 1961.

Occupation, dock worker.

You have a man in the docks, Alan?

Yes, sir.

I want an hour -by -hour report on
Maddox.

His friends, people he sees, stores he
buys from, everything.

Right.

What was the wife's name again?

Mrs. Akiko Maddock.

Yes?

FBI, Mrs. Maddock.

I'm Inspector Erskine. This is Special
Agent Rhodes.

How do you do? May we come in?

Yes. Please come in.

That's a very dirty excuse.

Oh.

Oh, here, Mrs. Maddox. Let me do that
for you. Oh, no. Not heavy.

May I help?

Yeah.

Now, more comfortable.

Husband's friend have long legs, too.

Keep chair for them.

Please sit down. Thank you.

How do you say you're welcome in
Japanese?

Mrs.

Maddox, let me tell you why we're here.

I know about husband.

Think tomorrow go to police.

But now no need.

You help Mori.

I hope so.

You say your husband was beaten.

Aye.

Do you know the name of his doctor?

Doctor? Yes, Frederick Roberts.

Thank you.

You mentioned your husband's friends.

Yes, too.

Come every Thursday, play card.

I fix drink, then go to movie.

Men want to talk alone.

Could you give us their names?

Cannot remember.

Oh, one man named very hard.

Paul Lawrence.

I cannot say.

Maurice sometimes may be ashamed, but
very patient with me.

Not like others.

Not like what others, Mrs. Maddox?

Oh, please.

Not important.

We'd be interested in anything at all
you could tell us about your husband.

We meet in Japan.

My town, Mishima.

Family very poor.

Mori give money, food, save life.

Mori just like God to me.

We love Mary.

Then we come to America.

We meet family.

But family not approve.

Of you?

I understand.

Town very small.

Maybe not meet Japanese girl before.

But money grow angry and hurt.

So we come to San Francisco.

Mrs. Merrick.

Does your husband ever speak of
politics?

No.

Does he ever take any trips out of
state?

Nevada?

Arizona?

Sometimes go to Arizona.

Go to place called Wickenburg.

You help?

If anything happen to Morrie...

I just got a modeling call and I want...
Oh.

I didn't know you had any company.

Maybe you'd like to buy some insurance,
too.

Why don't you try me a little later?

I live right down the hall, apartment
14.

Anyhow, I wonder if you'd take care of
Tina for a couple of hours.

She's got a little cold. That's why her
eyes are so puffy.

Okay? Okay.

You'll be a good girl, baby, hmm?

Yeah, man, yeah.

Weird.

You know that sometimes I wish that I
had gone into some nice, quiet business

like fighting bulls.

You think Maddox is the one we're
looking for?

I think there's a good chance of it.

If he is and we pick him up, it's going
to kill her.

If he is and we don't pick him up, how
many will be killed in Vietnam?

I'll fly to Wickenburg this afternoon.

Special Agent Rhodes.

Yes, sir.

What did I do?

Well, nothing illegal as far as we know,
Mr. Johnson.

Covered my tracks pretty good, huh?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Johnson, I understand that you're
the only one in this area that sells a

gelatin dynamite.

Yeah, that's right. It's too powerful
and too expensive for most of the jobs

around here. I get a call for it every
once in a while from some of the big

mines. Do you remember the name of the
last purchaser?

Yeah, a fellow named Jeffries.

He came in about a month ago, bought
enough of the stuff to level a city.

I remember telling him at the time, what
are you going to do, bomb Washington?

He sort of laughed.

I bet he did.

Tell me, would you recognize him if you
saw him again?

Yeah, I think so.

Yeah.

That's him.

That's Jeffries.

Yes, he's a patient of mine.

His name's Maddox.

You treated him for bruises, contusions?

Yes. He was in a fight.

A couple of teeth loosened, slight
concussion.

He apparently hit his head on the
pavement when he fell.

Thank you, doctor.

Entirely welcome.

Oh, by the way, what's Maddox's blood
type?

Type O.

Got anything smaller?

That's it. I'm sorry. That's all I got.

Hey, Fred, take over.

See what I got in the back.

Hello, Murray.

Hello, Paul.

I was never so glad to get a phone call
in my life.

You figured out a way to do the job?

Maybe.

All right, let's hear it.

Just as soon as you get rid of the
Phantom of the Opera there.

Maddox, I've just about had it with you.
Go sharpen some pencils, Dave.

It whipped me up a little excitement.

Thursday night, near the pier.

Well, it's a big union meeting Thursday.

A couple of thousand men.

But we don't have any connections there
at all.

I don't know what we could do.

One well -placed bomb in the crowd.

You'd have a riot.

Yeah, well, I'd also have a diversion
that would get me inside the warehouse.

You'd be on the wharf. Who'd handle the
meeting?

My friend of Phantom, Dave Bryce.

Come up with some rough ideas.

Look, Paul, yes or no?

Yes.

Okay.

Paul, uh...

I want the $5 ,000 in cash today at my
bank.

You can put it in traveler's checks made
out to me.

You can hold half until the job is done.

Okay?

Thursday night, my place, usual time?

He entered the bookstore at 12 .53 and
left at 1 .09.

Now, this is the store's owner of
record. He was in the back room with

David Clark Bryce, 33, unmarried, former
All -Pacific Coast tackle at San Rafael

State.

Nothing in our files, but his car is
starlight blue, right make, right model.

Third man in the back room, Paul
Frederick Lawrence, 30, unmarried, comes

Nob Hill social background.

His father's a prominent financier, and
his mother's family controls Harvest

Oil.

Paul's a perennial student.

He's attended five Pacific Coast
colleges and never graduated.

He's president of the Intercollegiate
Committee to Improve Chinese Relations,

listed as communist -dominated.

The three men split up, but at 2 .45,
Lawrence and Maddox met again at the San

Francisco Security Bank.

The woman with Maddox is Mrs. Doris
Mathau.

The little girl's mother.

Anything on her? No arrest, sir. She's
separated from her husband.

Part -time model, part -time cocktail
waitress, part -time, you name it.

Two men were in the bank until it
closed.

Investigation determined that Maddox
purchased $5 ,000 worth of traveler's

checks with money provided by Lawrence.

We'll have the rest of the film later
tonight.

Maddox and the woman proceeded to the
Clinger Travel Agency on Gary Street,

where Maddox purchased two one -way
airplane tickets to Mexico City.

One in the name of Mrs. Doris Mafalda
for the Thursday morning flight, and one

in his own name for Friday morning.

Which would seem to suggest that Mr.
Maddock has a prior commitment for

evening.

All right.

We have enough for a search warrant.

If they follow the pattern, they'll meet
in Maddock's apartment tomorrow

evening.

And they generally send Mrs. Maddock to
a movie.

As soon as she's out of the building,
we'll pay them a call and see if we can

locate the rest of the dynamite.

Meanwhile, I want a 24 -hour
surveillance on all three of them.

And you'd better fill in the military
authorities, Al, in case they want to

double the guard in the warehouse.

Yes, sir.

Two tickets.

It means they're leaving the little girl
behind.

You're probably with Mrs. Manick.

How much can that woman take?

It's going to happen, Lou, when she
finds out she's put the noose around her

husband's neck.

Manick put the noose around his neck
with his own two hands.

She's in love with a man who doesn't
know she's there.

If she can face that fact and live with
it, she'll be all right.

If she can't, all the compassion in the
world isn't going to make any

difference, is it?

It'll be up to her.

Yeah? Table ready.

Look nice?

Yeah, it looks fine. It's fine.

Kiko, don't you think you better go?
You're going to be late.

Mori -san, maybe I take Tina -chan to
movie, too?

Mother not home all day.

Not home now.

Yeah, sure, you can take her.

Money.

Oh, too much.

It's all right, take it. Oh, no, no, no.

Take it. Take it.

Don't worry about it.

Giggle.

I'm sorry.

Understand.

I've been tired.

Headache.

But everything will be all right soon.

You'll see.

Hina -chan.

Sayonara.

Sayonara, Aki -chan.

Sayonara.

And suddenly there, there she is.

Hi, Kiko.

One down, one to go.

We'll just see if we can get the ball
game, I don't think.

17 to 22.

22. Where's Bryce?

Still heading away from the apartment.

He's driving very cautiously.

He's turning left on Rossiter.

What's he up to?

It's me.

Government installations around there?

Not a thing.

All right, Jim. Don't lose him.

Check the back.

1731. 31.

The back alley covered?

Yes, sir.

Keep your eyes open. We're going in.

Wait.

Tina, are you okay?

Oh, not too okay. Is it the baby?

You ought to be close to that parking
lot by now.

Sure.

Yeah?

FBI, Maddox. We have a search warrant.
Open up.

My child.

Oh, my child.

My child.

My child.

Inspector.

Bryce has got a bomb.

He's heading for the waterfront. That
big union meeting.

What are you waiting for?

Why?

A little diversion.

17 to 22.

Coming 22.

Stick with him. Right.

22, go ahead.

Stop Bryce.

Jim, he's carrying a bomb.

He's got a bomb in that package. Where
is he?

Next aisle over.

Go around, flank him.

I wouldn't stay too long. She's very
tired.

Hello, Mrs. Maddox.

I just saw your son.

He's a fine -looking boy.

Mr. Erskine.

You helped...

Baby away.

You arrange.

Don't you want him?

Want.

But cannot keep.

Need a husband.

Mrs. Maddock, somebody certainly needed
somebody in your marriage.

But did it ever occur to you that it
might have been your husband who's been

leaning on you?

You came to a strange country with him.

You tried to help him.

You were loyal to him. You stood by him.

Who was the strong one?

Talk to your husband's union this
morning.

They'll help you until you get on your
feet again and find a job.

All right, I'll see what I can do about
the boy.

Mr. Oshkin.

Not easy for you to come here.

You try best to.

Maybe I keep son.

Where Tina -chan?

She's with the juvenile authorities.

Her mother's not coming back.

If I find job...

How is she?

She'll be all right.

Oh, Inspector, I got your plane tickets.
You leave at nine tomorrow.

But before you go, I wonder if you'd do
me a favor.

There's a report at my office I'd like
you to look over.