All language subtitles for The FBI s02e09 Vendetta

But, Captain, I am not asking you to put
the man in irons. I simply want a

chance to serve my warrant, to arrest
him before we land.

You represent which government?

No government. I work for the
International War Crimes Commission.

War Crimes Commission?

That's right. This is Carl Friedrich
Schindler, a war criminal.

Captain, I'm sorry to come to you so
late, but he is a master of disguises. I

was not exactly sure which passenger he
was until tonight.

Oh, Friedrich Schindler.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant, there's no such
passenger on this list. Well, naturally,

he would not use his real identity. This
is Schindler. How can you be sure?

There's no resemblance between these
two. Certainly there is a resemblance.

look. Look at the jawline, at the chin.
He cannot change the shape of his bones.

It is Karl Friedrich Schindler, ex
-commandant of Fuschtenfeldbruck. He is

personally responsible for the deaths of
40 ,000 Jews.

have a warrant for his arrest.

He will be taken back to West Germany
for trial.

Captain, I don't mean to hurry you, but
I tried his cabin door tonight and it

was locked. He knows now that I have
spotted him.

We're at sea, Lieutenant.

He isn't going to go anywhere. Now just
relax, please.

Thank you for watching.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin Warner Brothers
production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

Stephen Brooks.

With guest stars Alfred Ryder, John Van
Dreelen, and special

guest stars Lois Nattleton, David
Opatashu.

Tonight's episode, Vendetta.

If the hunter had been anyone but
Detective Lieutenant Otto Mann.

The trail might have ended on the deck
of the Concord when Carl Schindler

disappeared into the ocean off the coast
of Long Island.

But Otto Mann knew Schindler was now in
the pay of the Communists, had planned

to enter the United States as an
espionage agent.

He knew Schindler too well to believe he
would kill himself.

But the point is that this man would not
pick suicide as a way out for any

reason. No, Schindler is not a Goring or
a Goebbels.

He's an Eichmann. He's a runner, a
twister. A weasel, Lieutenant?

Lewis! How are you, sir?

Dave? Do you know what they told me when
I radioed the New York office? That you

were in Washington on a case and not
available.

I was, until we heard the name
Schindler. Oh, Jim Rhodes, I don't mind.

Lieutenant, how do you do? How do you
do, sir?

It's a very tired statement, but believe
me, I have heard a lot about you.

Yes? Well, we have been friends, huh,
Lewis?

I was a very serious policeman.

The young Israeli with a gloomy Jewish
soul and on the way to the National

Academy to see what the FBI could teach
me.

Do you know that he was an instructor
then?

Yes, yes, he was my first instructor.

Inspector, we found something in
Schindler's cabin I think you'd like to

look at.

He left a suicide note.

For whom it may concern, I have seen
Otto Mann on this ship.

I know now that I cannot escape justice,
but as an officer, I demand the right

to end my own life.

May God forgive me.

Is that a signature?

Yes, but those are not his words.

What does a man like Schindler care
about God and justice?

He wanted us to see this note.

The wind apparently blew it off the desk
and we found... Oh, please.

He was playing the distracted, hurried
fugitive. He was careless. The breeze

blew it... No.

Lewis, I understand this man.

He knows that I'm looking for him.

Before he boarded the ship, he could
have arranged for a communist fishing

to be lying off Long Island in case he
had to make a getaway before this ship

docked.

It is exactly the kind of thing that he
would try.

When he discovered that I was close, he
simply put his plan into effect.

Lewis, do you know that he is working
for the Reds these days?

We heard rumors. It is more than a
rumor.

My information is that he is after the U
.S.

SAM project, surface -to -air missiles,
as the dedicated Nazi.

has become a dedicated communist.

Does this look like a man who cares
about God and justice?

Or a man who has learned how to save his
own skin under any circumstances?

I want a report on all fishing boats
that might have been in the area. Yes,

And see that all Long Island beaches and
coves are checked out, especially the

isolated ones.

Thank you, Lewis.

It will not be a wild goose chase, I
promise you. But there is one more

This case is now yours. I understand
that, but... I have studied Schindler

way an Egyptologist studies the Rosetta
Stone.

I am on to almost all his disguises. I
know all his idiosyncrasies.

He always keeps his shoes shine, for
instance.

Lewis.

Could we work on this together?

Well, I don't see why not. I appreciate
your help. Thank you.

Thank you.

Paper right off the presses.

All right, lady, here's your paper.

And, Vince, thank you.

All right, get your paper, folks.

Right off the presses.

Here you are, Pop.

No, no. No paper.

I'm looking for number 57. Number 57
straight down this side of the street.

All right, get your paper here, ladies
and gentlemen. It's only a dime, one

of a dollar. And my information bureau.
All right, folks, get them right over

here.

Try the Macklin Laboratories. He has an
office there.

Wilhelm von Fosberg.

Chicago, yes. I don't know the number.

Yes?

Excuse me, lady.

I'm looking for, um, apartment C.

Chinese friend of mine.

A Miss Lotus Ling?

May I come in?

Did you speak to your father yet?

No.

Children playing games.

Please.

Sometimes I get the feeling I'm part of
a little theater group.

There are no hidden microphones, Herr
Schindler.

No secret cameras.

I went over the entire flat last week
when I moved in.

Very prudent.

I felt as ridiculous as you look.

Now and then I grow a little tired of
playing spy.

Yes.

So do I.

But you see...

In this game, they don't just tag you
out when they find you.

Occasionally, they drop you through a
trap door with a noose around your neck.

I understand it tends to hurt a little.

What's wrong?

I just seem to find it hard to believe
that you're really Carl Schindler.

I don't know.

Probably because I expected a former SS
colonel to be taller,

blonder, more arrogant.

Then we were even.

I expected Wilhelm von Fussburg's
daughter to be smaller,

paler, and more timid.

You know, Catherine, the last time I saw
you, you were in the playpen.

Very quickly, waving a rattle.

In time to the rhythmic screams of the
Jews that you and my father and the rest

of the establishment slaughtered.

You didn't slaughter them, did you?

There's no need for you to feel guilty.

I don't feel guilty.

Oh, yes, you do.

That's why you became a communist.

Is it?

How long has it been since you've seen
your father?

Ten, twelve years.

He never was a Nazi, you know?

Oh, no, of course not.

Neither were you, I'm sure.

As a matter of fact, he was always very
much anti -Hitler.

Always.

Schindler!

Let's get something straight right now.

I'm not one of your concentration camp
women.

So keep your bloody, filthy hands off of
me.

I'm very sorry.

I still don't see why I have to go along
with it. I'm

not so sure if our famous prize -winning

missile expert wants to be reminded of
that friendship.

You, on the other hand, are his
daughter.

You could do it alone.

If he betrayed his anti -Nazi beliefs,
why should he hesitate to

betray his new country?

Because I haven't anything to give him
in return.

Neither have I.

Why don't you give him back his own
daughter?

He doesn't love me.

He doesn't?

Why don't you stop?

Come on, dear friend.

Do it for a party.

Yes?

I'm very lonely.

May I come home?

I want to see you, talk to you.

I'm in New York. I could be there in a
day or two.

Apparently, they dragged the boat onto
the beach around here.

The kids we interviewed were riding
their bikes along the highway when they

the lights.

About the right time. Certainly the
right area.

Lois.

Is there any public transportation on
the road up there?

There's a bus stop about a half a mile
down.

Yeah, I already contacted the company. A
driver named Chusick remembers picking

up several passengers.

Gave him every possible description of
Schindler, but it didn't ring any bells.

Probably wouldn't.

The auto.

Is there any pattern to disguise it?

I don't know.

Is there any in the cane?

By what?

Well, this came from the tip of a cane.

Lewis, what is the penalty for espionage
in this country, Des?

Sometimes.

But not always.

No, it depends on the courts.

Seems a shame somehow.

In the case of a monster like this,

it would be very upsetting to catch him
and then to

see him free on parole in a few years.

A man like this should be destroyed.

Oh, Lewis, I didn't realize it was so
late.

Do you mind if I go back to town? I
really ought to report in.

Go ahead.

Destroy it.

I have a feeling we'd better get to
Schindler before he does. You don't know

him.

He's the best policeman we ever trained.

Very best.

Certainly, I understand the problem. But
three witnesses saw the boat pull up on

the beach.

Now, if Schindler's alive, I want him
found.

All right.

Don't look so surprised, Lewis.

Sometimes they let assistant directors
out of Washington, too, you know?

Am I getting you at a bad time? No, of
course not, sir.

So, uh, they haven't recovered
Schindler's body yet, huh? Not yet, no.

Guard's still dragging the coves and
inlets.

But I tend to go along with Mon. I think
he's alive.

Yeah. Mon evidently knows what he's
talking about.

Intelligence sources confirm that
Schindler was probably sent here to pick

whatever information you could about
surface -to -air missiles.

And to pass along certain verbal
instructions to red espionage personnel

the States.

And he's got a mental list of every one
of them.

Well, isn't that interesting?

He's going to have to be taken alive,
Lewis.

Yeah, he will be.

Has Munn been able to give you any leads
yet?

No leads, no, but I think he might be
helpful.

He knows what Schindler looks like
without his disguises. He knows his

and handwriting.

By the way, Art, what about the
impressions on the note Schindler left?

Oh, the lab's working on them right now.

Otto Munn.

I never met him.

No, I don't think so.

I remember you telling me about his wife
being killed during the war.

What are you getting at, Art?

How was she killed, Lewis?

Do you know?

Yeah, in a concentration camp.

Forst and Feldbrook.

Well, I've got a background resume here
on Schindler.

He was in charge of the gas chambers at
Forst and Feldbrook.

And you think that's why Otto's after
you?

What do you think?

I think it might be very tempting,
accidentally, to kill the man who

murdered your wife.

Erskine.

No, put him on.

Dave in the lab.

Inspector? Yes, Dave.

We managed to bring out the impression
on the Schindler note.

He had evidently written an address down
on the sheet of paper used before this

one. It reads 57 West 63rd Street.

All right, Dave. Thanks very much.

The light.

Mr. Ward.

How are you, sir? Go right ahead. Don't
expect you here.

Lou, I just talked to Machusik again.
You know the bus driver? Well, he said

was interviewed by Lieutenant Mon, and
Mon asked him if he remembered picking

a passenger in his 60s or 70s who limped
and used a cane.

Well, he did.

He dropped him off at 63rd and Broadway.

Limps.

An old man bent over.

Soft voice.

I kind of remember.

He was looking for an address. Yes.
Number 57.

Yeah, 57.

57. What do you want him for? Murder.

Here he come.

Hello, Papa.

Long, long time it's been.

Yes.

Well... I thought I'd better get some
beer and pickles and wine to celebrate.

Papa, I brought someone with me.

Oh?

Hello, Willie. Wie geht's dir?

What is it, Willie?

This man?

He looked me up in New York.

He told me he was an old friend of
yours, and when I said I was coming here

a visit, he asked me to bring him along
with me.

Well, here.

Excuse me, I'll just take these inside.

Oh, Willie, you don't look well at all.

What's the matter?

Do your eyes still burn from the smoke
of the crematoriums?

Stop it. Why?

What are you worried about?

Catherine?

She can't hear you.

No one can.

Thank God.

Just imagine the uproar if the Americans
would ever find out that their great

missile expert, their heroic anti -Nazi,
once designed the execution chambers in

Fürstenfeldburg.

Why, you'd have to leave this lovely
land.

Stand trial.

Trial? Worth of all.

Think of how your important work here
would suffer.

You don't know anything about my work.

No, indeed I don't.

Willie?

Perhaps you can fill me in.

I'm mostly interested in the surface -to
-air missiles.

A guidance system.

I'd like some blueprints.

Any data you can get.

So now you are working with the
communists, eh, Schindler?

Splendid friendly fellows.

Once you get to know them.

This girl to whom you rented the flat,
what do you know about her?

Nothing, except her name.

Phyllis Green?

Very quiet girl.

No wild parties, no drinking, no pets.

Any other visitors?

Not that I ever saw.

And I probably would have noticed.

I'm just across the hall, and I usually
have my door open because of the heat.

That's how I noticed this old man.

I thought he was her father.

Had she spoken about her father before?

She never talked about anything.

I used to try to get her to... Gossip.

Confide in me.

But she wouldn't. No.

Frustrating. I know what you mean.

Lewis, I'm glad you came. I was just
about to call you. Were you, Otto? Yeah,

was here. You were the landlady? Yes.

FBI.

Well, for heaven's sake. He was here,
Lewis. Would you excuse us a moment,

please? Oh, certainly.

He came to meet a girl named Phyllis
Green, but they have left. Oh, I had a

hunch he might try the old man's
disguise when you mentioned the cane. He

the same trick in Athens.

Why didn't you tell us about the
disguise, Otto?

Well, because I wasn't sure, of course.
I knew that you were following your own

line of investigation. I didn't want to
bother you with some nuts.

Miriam was killed in Furstenfeldberg,
wasn't she?

Yes.

By Karl Schindler.

Why didn't you tell me that?

Lewis, do you talk about your private
griefs, or are you trained to hide them?

What would you have done if Schindler
had been in this room when you walked

Well, I would have arrested him and
turned him over to you.

What do you think I would have done?

You're out of your jurisdiction here,
Otto.

You'd better report back to the IWCC for
instructions. Lewis!

Lewis, you're my friend. You know what
this means to me.

I know what it would mean to me and to
my government if you were to cut

Schindler's throat when you caught up
with him.

But I wouldn't.

I wouldn't.

Yes, come in.

Will you need anything else, Mr.
Fosford?

No, I don't think so, thank you. I
didn't think you'd be back today.

Oh, I forgot something.

What is this?

You'll have to sign for it, sir.

Since when? Last week. All files
classified double A.

Oh, and would you mind putting in the
time?

Thank you. Oh, the guard will take them
back when you're through. Just ring.

He's right outside.

over every inch of that makeup table.

Nothing.

No false hair, a spirit gun? No, sir.

Of course, he could have left her
without a disguise, put another one on

someplace else.

Yeah. All right, call the phone company
again, see if they've come up with any

calls from this number yet.

Yes, sir. They have.

Prepare them with this list.

Missile lines.

Eighteen of them.

Scattered between Connecticut and
California.

I'll be at the office.

All right.

Best way out, Cati.

Phony.

One had the courage to load it.

What's the matter with you?

Are you crazy?

Maybe I am by now.

I don't know.

Two bullets, Kathy.

One for you, one for me.

It would be the right solution.

He's in the bedroom now, developing the
films I brought him.

He says he is going to take them and you
and leave tonight.

Is he?

I'm certainly leaving.

But I'm not going with him.

So you didn't come to see me, Cardi,
huh?

No.

Why did you come?

Party orders?

Are you really so shocked?

Was it more noble to have been a Nazi?

I was never a Nazi.

Never.

Do you imagine the United States would
have let me in if I had been?

You are worse than a Nazi.

You were a man who saw what they were
doing to your fellow men and who did

nothing to stop it.

He came to me, Schindler, in 1945.

He said no one would know, just the two
of us.

But would I please design a new mass
execution

chamber?

Because I was afraid to use this.

And he knew it.

Oh, he was very direct.

He said if I did not cooperate, he would
turn you over to his SS men.

So I traded your life for some
stranger's.

Schindler knows his man.

That's why he brought you here, no
matter what he told you.

To show me that you were available.

So that he could kill you in front of my
eyes if I didn't do what he asked.

Ah, Catherine.

You're back.

That's good.

Did you buy everything I wanted?

Yes.

And did you give the man at the park my
note?

Yes.

Splendid.

You look as though you've seen a ghost.

You weren't followed, were you?

Who would be following her?

No one, Willie, no one.

Maybe I'm overcautious, but I don't
think my nemesis would believe my

story for very long.

What nemesis?

A detective named Otto Mann.

Practically an old friend by now.

May I?

Whenever it gets dark, around 7 .30.

What are you going to do with the
clothes?

Play games with Mr. Otto Mann.

Frostberger? That's the only long
-distance call she made.

She reached him at Macklin Laboratories
in Chicago. It's an R &D company for

tactical and defensive missiles.

What's their connection with Project
Sam?

Developed a guidance system.

Highest clearances, but he could have
known Schindler in Germany.

All right, I'll meet you at the airport
in 40 minutes. And call the SAC Chicago.

Tell them I want a blanket surveillance
on Fassberg. Yes, sir.

Lewis, I want to talk to you.

Later, Otto.

What's happened? I said later.

You found him? You know where he is?

Tell me.

I'll see that you get fully informed.
Lewis, let me be there. I must be there

when you take him.

You know roughly what Schindler looks
like. I know exactly.

He can never fool me, no matter what he
does.

I want him caught. I can help.

You need me there to identify him. You
must not let him escape this time.

Lewis.

Trust me.

Lewis.

Yes. Do you have any stamps?

Yes, I... I think so. I will see.

Oh, thank you. That's much better.

It's getting dark, isn't it?

Yes.

Getting dark.

Did you, uh, find what you were looking
for?

Yes.

Oh, Willie.

Would you mind?

Thank you.

The films are...

In these envelopes? Uh -huh.

Fantastic.

Why?

So casual. I thought spies worked
with... I don't know.

Secret ink.

Are you serious?

Do people still do that?

You're the spy. You ought to know.

Well, let's say I'm a spy with enormous
faith in a United States postal service.

Really, it's by far the safest way to
send anything from documents to

And you know, Willie, that I'm very fond
of safety.

Is that the reason why you dye your hair
and put on a moustache?

Yes, that's the reason.

Why?

Expecting somebody outside, waiting,
watching?

It's an old nightmare of mine.

That's why I indulge myself a little.

Try to foresee everything.

Take a counter steps.

Still there are some things you can't
foresee.

What time is it?

Almost 7 .30.

Where's Catherine?

Catherine?

Catherine? She's out. She will be back.

Mr. Valens got some pictures of her this
afternoon.

She's been identified as Fosberg's
daughter, Catherine.

Lives in Hartford, Connecticut.

Philly's green.

Uh -huh.

Here she comes.

Well, Willie, it's been wonderful seeing
you again. Stand back from the door,

Carl.

Willie, put that thing away before you
hurt yourself.

Don't be ridiculous.

Catherine, your father has just suffered
a temporary fit of insanity.

Please try to talk a little reason to
him.

He is being reasonable.

Finally.

I've been driving for hours, thinking,
wondering how I could get you to

do that.

Check on top hat florists, Simmons
Street.

Never mind.

Keep calling, Cotty.

Schindler!

Come in, Reynolds.

Oh, Catherine, put that phone down,
please.

Well, Willie, what's the matter?

Come on.

Pull the trigger.

Shoot.

Things haven't changed that much after
all, have they?

Reynolds?

Do it. Do it.

Papa,

do it.

Don't do it.

So you knew where the gun was all the
time?

Yes.

I've always told you.

We have so much in common.

I've always been fascinated by loose
balls.

I knew that gun was there ten minutes
after I got here.

So I made a few adjustments in the
mechanism.

Sorry, Kathy.

You made the wrong choice.

Shake your head!

Florist on Simmons Street or any other
street in Chicago.

What do you think that means?

Chancellor of some kind.

Where are you parked? Right outside.

Keep her here for a while.

I'll call you from the airport.

Then take her to your people here and
tell them what she's done.

They'll dispose of the case.

All right?

Peter's in.

Good luck.

31 to Green Unit 40.

A florist truck, license number V Victor
832.

We're heading north on Beach Street.

Pick him up.

There he is.

Though it's to choose, there he is.

31 to all units, close in. And remember,
this man must be taken alive.

Nice and easy.

Is he still alive?

Yes, he's alive.

Almost a miracle, wouldn't you say,
Lieutenant?

Considering all that glass.

Call an ambulance.

Yes, sir.

Well, Lewis, it ends where it began,
huh?

On a ship in the New York harbor.

I wish you could stay, Otto.

So do I.

But Schindler is not the last one.

You'll find the others.

By the way, we located the fishing boat
that picked him up.

The captain's being held.

It's turning out to be quite a haul, eh?

please.

Come on.

I'll see you to the gangway.

On November 23rd, Carl Friedrich
Schindler was executed for the murder of

Wilhelm von Fosberg.

Fosberg's daughter, Catherine, was
convicted of conspiracy to commit

and is now serving her sentence in the
federal penitentiary at Alderson.