All language subtitles for The FBI s01e24 The Man Who Went Mad by Mistake

No, I told you when to buy and I'll tell
you when to stop by I Don't care what

the price is I told you that too, and I
don't intend to tell you again

Mark well just

a minute

Progress.

Okay, John, what's the problem?

You're the problem.

If there's one thing in this world that
scares me to death, it's a client who

thinks he can go into a courtroom
unprepared.

And just what am I hiring you and your
staff for, Counselor?

We can't go on the stand for you.

We can't answer the questions they're
going to throw at you.

Mark, listen to me.

This is not a game of marbles with the
kids down the block.

You're charged with fraud against the
United States government.

They'll go into your business
background. They'll go into your

background. They'll question you about
your syndicate tie -ups, about Corral.

I'm glad you reminded me I was supposed
to call, Georgie.

It's Mark Tabor.

You're 20 minutes late.

Oh, God, it's here. We were talking.

You said you'd call me when you made
your mind up. You going to court

or not?

Of course I'm going to court. What
choice do I have?

You could leave the country.

They'll turn you inside out on that
stand.

You go down, you'll take a lot of people
with you. I won't go down.

Mark.

Georgie, will you forget it?

There's nothing to worry about.

Good night, Monk.

Yes?

Yes, sir.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers
production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbliss Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest star J .D. Cannon.

Tonight's episode, The Man Who Went Mad
by Mistake.

Yes. SAC Chicago.

Yes, Kirby.

Inspector, we just got word that
somebody took a shot at Mark Tabor.

You kill him?

No, but apparently he's taken off like a
scared rabbit.

And the trial's when?

Tomorrow.

Has there been any hint he might have
been thinking of jumping his bond?

Not a word, no, sir.

Okay, call me the minute court opens. If
he shows up, fine.

If he doesn't, pick up a warrant and get
after him as soon as you can.

Walter, everything set?

All ready, Mr. Saber.

Meet me where we planned.

Fifteen minutes.

Hey, I've got a call.

Yeah, yeah, I'm the one.

I'll move.

Hey, mister, if you're expecting
company, you got it.

Right at the next corner.

Yes, sir.

Bye.

No, we'll catch the first flight out of
Dulles. We should be there by 2 .30 your

time.

Where at 2 .30?

Chicago. Mark Tabor jumped his veil on
for $200 ,000.

He seemed so cocky about that trial.

Apparently it isn't the trial he's
worried about, it's his neck.

Some of his syndicate friends seemed to
think he'd talk too much in the witness

stand. They took a shot at him.

And missed?

Yeah, they missed.

Did you see the final rundown on his
stock holdings, Lewis?

No, I didn't.

He's moving into aerospace and missile
guidance firms now.

Remember the days when they used to use
Tommy guns instead of checkbooks, Art?

Those were the innocent days.

Now they ended up using a gun on Tabor
anyway.

Let's hope it isn't the end. If we lose
Tabor, we lose it all.

We gotta find him, Lewis, before they
do.

No matter where he is.

Call you when we get in.

Inspector, good to see you again. S .A
.C. Green and Jim Rhodes.

Rhodes? Kirby, how are you? I've seen
happier days.

Any more on Tabor?

No, sir.

How'd you first find out about the
shooting, Kirby?

John Goddard called us, Tabor's lawyer.

John Lawrence Goddard?

Tabor goes first class, doesn't he?

He can afford it.

The question is, can Goddard afford
Tabor?

It's become a problem with him.

Goddard's a man of enormous integrity.

I think he'll do his best for Tabor, but
I don't think he's proud of the

association.

He's not involved in the syndicate,
then? No, absolutely not.

Now, who do you think was behind those
shooting, Kirby?

The syndicate? Carell?

Yes.

Before you can ask the question,
Inspector, we've practically got men in

Carell's best pocket.

Sort of a man is Tabor.

Drives him.

Ambition, egotism.

He's cultured, has good taste in music
and paintings.

His brother was a book dealer.

Tabor has some history of mental
disturbance. Section 8 discharge from

He's smart, stubborn.

Rough boy to tangle with in the old
days, I hear. He was a hit man in the

beginning. Contract killer.

Always the same M .O.

Made the job look like a holdup took the
wallet pull the pockets inside out

Okay,

this is it

Yes, sir.

Okay, Mr. Tabor, all secure.

Good, Walter.

Thanks very much.

What about his clubs? His barber?

All right. All right.

Nothing. Not a sign.

He staked out his old neighborhood?

Neighborhood, business associates,
girlfriends, air, train, bus terminals.

Family? None left.

You mentioned a brother.

Gustav. Killed in a Mexican bus accident
about five years ago.

Reported killed.

Body was never recovered.

I want you to contract the Mexican
authorities in Guadalajara. I'll need a

complete report on Augusto Robertson
Tabor. T -A -B -O -R.

Reported killed 9 -25 -61.

Bus accident.

Identification, if any. Disposition of
the remains.

Everything.

Were they close, these two?

Apparently very close.

Parents abandoned them when Gus was 14.
He put Mark through school.

Helped him again when he was discharged
from the army. Helped him all his life.

How you make a living at this is beyond
me.

Well, long time no see.

How have you been, Gus?

Making a living.

Anything I can do? Any bills?

What's the matter?

Everything beginning to catch up with
you?

Gus.

You just decided you had to see your old
brother again, huh?

I just decided I was tired and needed a
rest.

Then I remembered that cabin you wrote
me about.

Mm -hmm.

Is that cabin empty?

No heat, no electricity, and no phone.

Perfect. Back to the land.

Who's after you, Mark?

I wonder where you get that suspicious
streak.

Nobody's after me.

And no matter what you may have heard
about me, Gus, I swear to you, on Mama's

grave, I have never in my life committed

a really criminal act.

I understand that.

We've got to get him into court.

I spoke to the United States attorney
half an hour ago.

He said with Tabor's testimony, he can
whip the syndicate until it screams.

We'll find him, Art.

Two possible leads, Inspector.

We picked up a cab driver whose fare
gave him $200 to lose a tail last night.

He's picked Tabor's picture out of the
mug file.

Where'd he drop him?

An alley off Berglund Avenue.

Is that residential?

Small businesses, also an auto transport
company. We're checking the area out

now. This came in five minutes ago,
teletype from Guadalajara.

Regarding Gustav Robertson Tabor,
investigation discloses North American

Doe patient, roughly answering Tabor
description, admitted true cross

this city, 9 -27 -61.

Two days after the accident.

Diagnosis, temporary amnesia, shock,
multiple contusions, release 9 -30 -61.

No further record.

Gutierrez, acting chief of police,
Guadalajara.

Could be alive.

Could be back in this country.

Then you never heard Mr. Tabor mention
an older brother, Mr. Goddard?

Never.

Where is your client now, sir?

Have you tried his home?

Yes, sir, we have.

And, Mr. Goddard, I hope you've stopped
to consider that the killer might get to

Tabor before we do.

Well, if he does, I don't think he'll
miss this time.

Mr.

Rhodes, is it?

Yes, sir.

I don't know where he is.

If I did, as his lawyer, I would go to
him and demand that he give himself up.

Well, thank you for your time, sir.

It's quite all right.

Just a minute, please.

All right, there is a relation.

I don't know what the relationship is. I
don't know where he is.

In fact, Mr. Tabor only mentioned him
once.

Yes, sir?

It was one day when we were out fishing.

He'd ripped the sleeve of his jacket,
and I said, don't throw that away. I

a favorite charity I could give it to.

He said, I also have a favorite charity.

Someone in the family.

He said he'd have his tailor mend it
before he sent it on.

Do you know the tailor's name?

Oh, yes, um, Roger Hollett on Florence
Street.

Mr. Hollett, what kind of clothes were
they generally?

Lightweights, woolens?

Oh, all kinds.

Although once in a while he'd put in an
item, a sweater, socks, and these would

be very heavy, very warm, because he
said, uh, I don't know what else he

something about the wind off the lake.

Sorry.

Were the clothes sent from here?

No, no, no, no. We'd wrap them, but Mr.
Tabor liked to mail it himself.

Holla, Taylors.

Mr. Green?

Uh, tell me, anything else about a lake
or wind or anything like that?

No.

Green.

Cambria, sir.

I'm at the Benkei Auto Transport on
Birdland. We may have turned up

Yes, sir.

The owner reports a carrier missing.

It was supposed to roll this morning,
but it was gone when he got here.

And the driver hasn't reported in yet.

What was the driver's name?

Walter Morris Granger.

Was the carrier loaded?

Yes, sir.

Circulate the license and motor numbers
of the cars it was transporting.

And Dean, put out a special alert to all
Great Lakes area offices.

Well, Gus, you never listen, do you?

I told you not to come up here.

Nobody will follow me.

Nobody will have to. You made your own
bloody trail.

Two bullets and even still the man
didn't die.

What man?

He's in a coma.

Radio says the FBI is looking for a car
missing off his rig.

License number's in the paper.

You just hit the wire.

They'll come to me, Nick.

Nobody knows you.

You died in Mexico.

How long do you think it'll take to
track down that little deception?

A while.

You changed your name.

Not legally, just publicly.

You could lie when they question you.

No.

Gus. No.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

Kill me. Who killed you?

Shot me in the head. Part of it fell
off.

Pop said you take care of him. We're
going away for a while.

You told me not to stand up in the
canoe, but I did.

But I looked up through the water and I
saw your hand.

And Gus, what did you save me for?

It's sad.

I remember beating up this soldier in
Korea and they sent me home.

Wish they'd send me home again.

This room, warm and quiet.

Nobody could hurt me there, nobody could
find me.

Gus.

Take me home before I beat up anybody
else.

Stay here.

I'll fix up a place in the back of the
car where you can lie down.

Okay. Let's go.

Art, for the love of... The man's
faking. He was legally committed to a

sanitarium for the insane because he
planned it that way.

The brother testified.

Testified? You saw the transcript.

A five -minute interview in front of an
overworked committee that didn't even

include a psychiatrist.

All right, what do you expect me to do?

Ask to have him yanked out for a
federally authorized sanity hearing?

Why not?

On what grounds?

Your suspicions?

We could show cause with direct
testimony.

Whose testimony?

Art, there's a way to nail Tabor. Now,
you're not going to like it. You're

to say it won't work. It's too... Too
what?

Yes, sir?

Is Mr. Rhodes back from the airport yet?

No, sir. Not yet.

Well, have him come in as soon as he
arrives, will you please?

Yes, sir.

Can you wait a minute?

There's someone I want you to meet.

All right, of course.

Hello, Mark.

Don't you remember me?

John Goddard.

Goddard. Right.

Well, this is... Yes, I've met Paul.

Five minutes, Mr. Goddard. I understand.

I was sorry when I heard what had
happened.

Who told you?

Your brother called me.

Does Georgie know?

Who?

Corral.

Yes.

Apparently he read it in the papers.

Georgie was surprised?

Yes, very.

He said he's coming up to see you soon.

Why?

Doesn't he believe I'm in here that I'm
too sick to testify?

Tell him that I...

You

tell him how sick I am.

Tell him that I'm going to be in here
for a long, long while.

Mark, that's what I wanted to talk to
you about.

I don't know your brother, but he seemed
very eager to have you committed.

Now I can get a court order to have your
case reviewed.

No.

What's the matter with you jackals?
Nobody happy till I'm dead?

You tell Corral to call off his boys,
the problem's solved.

Mark, I'm trying to help. Help who,
George?

Did Corral send you?

Well, he just doesn't give up, does he?
Okay, Mr. Goddard, time's up.

Get him out of here.

He's going.

Mr. Tabor, would you like to lie down?

Come on, we'll, uh...

Okay, Mr. Tabor.

Can I have a book?

Sure, if you'd like one.

Fiction, anything?

Fiction.

How's this?

Fine.

Yes. Mr. Rhodes and a Mr. Brutzi to see
you, sir.

Yes, ask them to come in.

Assistant Director Ward, Inspector
Erskine, this is Arnold Brutzi. Mr.

Mr. Ward, Inspector. How do you do?
Won't you be seated?

Mr. Brutzi, I want to thank you for
coming all this way. I didn't know how

your schedule must be.

Mr. Brutzi is superintendent of the
Valley View Neuropsychiatric Institute.

He's also a member of the committee that
admitted Tabor to Valley View.

Oh?

Mr. Brucie, I wonder if you'd fill Mr.
Ward in on what you told me over the

telephone.

Well, to begin with, let me make it
clear that the commitment itself was

perfectly proper and legal.

It was hurried, but the patient's
attitude, the brother's testimony, the

record of derangement, all convinced us
that the commitment was in order.

On the other hand, if we'd known who
Tabor was, if we'd connected that name

the newspaper stories... Let me
understand something.

Are you saying you might not have signed
the commitment papers if you'd known

Tabor was wanted?

I might not have, Mr. Ward.

I remember thinking how unusual it was
for anyone of Tabor's background and

personality pattern to seek commitment,
to run so hard toward confinement rather

than running away from it.

Mr. Brutzi, your degree was in
psychology, wasn't it? That's right. And

years' experience have you had in the
present field?

Over 22.

In your opinion, could a man fake the
manic -depressive syndrome?

No question.

Is Tabor faking?

I don't know that, Mr. Ward.

Is he too ill to appear in court?

I don't know that either.

Can you find out?

I could, in a year.

In a year.

Mr. Ward, there are over 3 ,000 patients
at Valley View.

It was built to hold 500.

There isn't a psychiatrist on my staff
with time for much more than a mental

note on any individual patient at
monthly group therapy sessions.

In other words, Mr. Brutzi, the only
person who could observe a patient

adequately there would be another
patient.

A what?

I want to put a man in there, Arthur.

24 -hour surveillance on Tabor.

A man?

What man?

You? Ask for a six -week continuance on
the trial. Let me observe him for a

month. It's too dangerous, Lewis.

If Tabor ever found out who you were,
he'd kill you. Mr. Brutzi lives on the

grounds. He can get a message out. He
can get me out if necessary. How are you

going to fake insanity?

We've already discussed that, Mr. Ward.
He doesn't really have to fake anything.

Just maintain he was railroaded by a
vindictive relative.

It's happened before.

I'll see to the paperwork. No one will
know who he is but me.

Tabor's a human being. If he's posing,
he'll drop it sooner or later.

And I can testify to that at a federal
sanity hearing.

Give me a month, Arthur. One month.

you're sicker than tabor is that's the
point neither one of us is sick

You don't seem to understand.

My uncle had me committed just to get
rid of me.

He lied. His attorney lied.

Mr. Lewis, please sit down.

Oh.

Mr. Lewis, will you listen to me,
please?

We don't judge your guilt or innocence
here.

A court has decided that you need help.
Now, it's our job. I keep telling you I

don't want any help.

Please don't interrupt me again.

You'll be observed by Dr. Howard, who
will report to a state board of

Your case will be reviewed from time to
time.

Now, you've been given light work
duties, and you're assigned to Hall D.

Your therapist is Paul Hogan. If you
have any questions, I'm sure Paul will

glad to answer them.

Got a new customer for you, Mr. Tabor.

Think you can fit him?

Oh, he doesn't look so bad.

Waist?

Twelve.

Shirt?

Twenty -five.

Fifteen -thirty -four.

By the way, what happened to my
assistant in here?

He's gonna be released.

You've got a new assistant.

If he's as kooky as the last one, we're
in trouble.

Well, like you said, he doesn't look so
bad.

Him? Him.

Mr. Lewis.

Mr. Tabor.

Oh, this is a good job. How'd you get
it?

Ask.

Just lucky.

There's going to be an award with other
people. Yes, sir, you will.

Just as soon as Dr. Howard okays it.
Meanwhile, you'd better take advantage

the privacy, Mr. Lewis. It won't last
long.

Mr. Lewis?

Morning, sir.

Did you sleep well?

No, I didn't.

Get up, sir, would you please?

every morning? Oh, no, so we don't.

We're looking for a little item somebody
took from the library.

Aren't you awfully concerned about a
book?

Well, this wasn't exactly a book, sir.

Partner? Aren't you goofing off this
morning?

I thought you were supposed to be
helping me in the supply room.

Tomorrow morning.

I'm being examined.

Did you pass?

It's a mistake.

I don't belong here. I'm just as sane
as... It's a mistake.

Some rotten relative commit you?

An uncle.

No kidding.

That wouldn't be Uncle Georgie Corral by
any chance, would it?

What'd you say?

Why, nothing, pal.

You're hearing voices.

Very good, Mr. Smith.

Now, let's see a pro one.

Oh?

Yes, sir?

I want to see Mr. Brutzi. Something I
want to tell him.

Oh.

Mr. Brutzi's gone into town, Mr. Lewis.

When will he be back?

This evening sometime.

Maybe Dr. Howard can help you?

No, I... I want to see the
superintendent.

Well, yes, sir.

I'll tell him just as soon as he comes
in.

No.

Tabor, what are you doing there?

I asked you, what are you doing there?

They, uh... They left me outside.

What?

Rhodes, this is Ward.

Any word from Lewis?

No, sir. I expected the usual call for
Brodsey at 9 .15, but he hasn't checked

in yet.

Contact him.

Right away.

Yes, sir.

Paul, that man's a killer.

Come on, come on, straightjack.

Wait. Come on, down, down.

He tried to kill me, Paul.

Let him go.

He's an FBI agent.

Let him go.

Gosh.

Gosh, help me.

Gosh, help me.

Help.

Thelma said you were back.

I talked to the hospital again.

Brucie will be okay.

Good.

How'd the hearing turn out?

Fine.

We got Carell.

Lou, was Tabor insane all along?

Matter of semantics.

Well, I think he must have been.

I know I couldn't have myself committed
to a place like that for any reason.

Could you?

I don't know.

Never been that scared.