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Thank you.

I'll give you a nickel if you can keep
from laughing.

I was asleep.

Oh, sure.

No question about it. I could tell.

Juliet, how can I sleep when I have so
much to think about?

What if I don't like America?

No, you'll love America.

What if the Kenyans don't like me?

Will you take me back?

I'm going to be so lonesome.

Why can't you stay with me?

I'll be with you for about a week.

And then what?

Then I'll have to come back here to Jong
Kwon to be with the other children.

But you'll have a lovely new home and a
pretty room all of your own.

And new parents who'll love you.

And friends?

You're my friend.

I don't want any other friends.

Juliet?

Look what time it is.

Do you know that we have to be up and
out at the airport by 8 o 'clock

Come on.

Come on.

In you go.

Good night.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I startle you?

No, not at all.

I was expecting you, Captain Chu.

I'm sorry I wasn't here when you came
in.

I didn't mind waiting. I was reading
your beautiful capitalistic book.

I've received information from America
that material is in our hands.

Good. Now you must pick it up.

Your contact in Los Angeles has been
confirmed.

John Carl?

John Carl.

He'll have the microfilm. You know his
address?

Yes.

Well...

I

want to wish you Godspeed and good luck
for old time's sake.

Thank you, Chew.

To the Communist Party.

To victory.

To victory.

The FBI.

A Gwen Martin Warner Brothers
production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, Stephen
Brooks, with guest stars

Ruth Roman, Gene Hackman,

Phyllis Love.

Tonight's episode.

The Courier.

The spy hunt for Juliet Ann Sinclair
began in Denver, Colorado, 7 ,000 miles

from Chong Kwan.

Atomic scientist Lloyd Rudkin fell or
jumped from the ninth floor of a

hotel.

Rudkin had had access to the top secret
plans for a cobalt bomb.

They were missing.

Thoroughly searched, his room turned up
one small lead.

A charred note containing a barely
discernible name.

John Davies, L .A.

All right, stay on it.

And check all the variants he can think
of. John Davies, Dave Johnson, Dave

Davies.

Nothing in Bureau files.

Denver, check on Rutkin's co -workers,
friends and relatives.

I could be back to birth.

No luck.

Just talked to Los Angeles.

They list four John C. Davies in the
Southern California area.

Three of them are clear, but Duran isn't
too happy about the fourth one.

He's a salesman, about 50, single.

Came to Hollywood in 61, and there's no
information on him prior to that time.

Is he under surveillance?

Oh, we haven't been able to locate him
yet. The neighbor said he was on a sales

trip to Denver.

Tell Durant we'll be out by, um, 4 p .m.
And circulate Davies' description to

all the western states, including Mexico
and Canada.

All right.

Well, the pressure's already begun.

I got a call from the Pentagon before I
came up here.

If the specifications Rutkin stole get
out of the country, the Reds will gain

least a year on us.

And that's a time gap we can't afford to
have closed.

May I have your attention, please? We
will be landing at Los Angeles

International Airport in approximately
15 minutes.

Kindly fasten your seatbelts and observe
the no smoking sign.

Thank you.

Baby, you're safe. You're with me.

Golly, what was that, a nightmare?

Yes. Do you want to tell me about it?

The way you were shivering, you must
have dreamt the communists had caught

I was just alone.

Well, you're not alone now.

Sweetheart, what's bothering you?

Nothing. Now, come on.

We've never had any secrets from each
other.

We've always been close, haven't we?

Yes.

Well... Eileen, do you remember

the night I found you and... I remember
the fires when the communists came.

Baby, that's all behind you now.

Sometimes terrible things happen in
wars.

The Reds do terrible things.

They're terrible people.

Baby. Juliet, say it.

But of course they're terrible people.

Do I have to say it?

Fasten your seatbelts clean.

There they are.

Where? Right there, by the passport
desk.

Open your case, Lee.

Mr. Kenyon.

I've never been so scared in my life.
What if she doesn't like us? Oh, she'll

like us. She'll like us. Mr. Kenyon.
Yes, what? Mr. Kenyon, how did you

to decide on adopting one of Miss
Sinclair's girls?

Well, we admired the work that Miss
Sinclair was doing in Chun Kwan, and we

thought we'd like to help. Well, is that
why she's coming back to America, just

to bring the child?

Well, she's probably a little homesick,
too. It's been 20 years since she was...

That's all. Now, please. Do you know
Miss Sinclair personally?

No, just through her books. Now, please.

Thank you, Miss Sinclair. Have a good
trip.

Thank you.

Come

on.

Come on.

Miss Sinclair, this is my wife, Phyllis.
Oh, how do you do?

You look just like your pictures.

Oh, thank you. This is Lean.

Lean, this is Mr. and Mrs. Kenyon, your
new parents.

Hi, sweetheart.

How are you?

Welcome to America.

Final call.

Line 577.

Hello,

Brian. Hello, good to see you again,
Jim. Jim, how are you? Fine, thank you.

How do we stand?

Davies' house number is 9322.

Not a sign of him so far.

He's evidently our boy, though. A
snapshot was found in his office.

He's been identified as John Carl
Ludwig.

What did the file show?

Ludwig's been a member of the Communist
Party since 1943.

He was reportedly killed in Havana in
1959.

Any further word from Denver?

No.

Ludwig may know by now that Rutkin's
dead. That could be why he hasn't come

here. He might fear a stakeout.

Well, why couldn't he try to get the
specifications out of the country

Not Ludwig's pattern.

He's more apt to be the middleman in a
transfer.

The broker.

Let's cover the international air and
shipping carriers anyway.

Right. What about surveillance here?

Keep it maximum, 24 hours a day.

I want a complete report on everyone who
approaches that door, no matter who it

is.

I'll get it.

Taxi? Oh, yes. She'll be right with you.

I don't know. I think I ought to be here
when she gets up.

You don't worry about it. It'll be all
right. You go on.

The doctor will be here in just a few
minutes.

A man we've known for ten years.

We'll see what we can find out.

You go on. Relax.

Okay?

All right.

All right.

Yes, ma 'am. Where to?

9322 Wyola Street.

Are you sure this is it, lady?

What? I don't think there's anybody
home.

You know, I think you better take me
back.

R -31, stop cab 561 heading west on
Loyola. We'll be right there.

Will do.

Yeah? FBI.

What is it? I wonder if we may have a
word with you, man.

Why, yes.

Inspector, this can FBI.

Inspector, I don't understand.

What is your name, please?

Juliet Sinclair.

Well, great admirer of yours, Miss
Sinclair.

Well, thank you.

Inspector, what's wrong?

Would you mind stepping back here,
please?

friend of John Davies, Miss Sinclair?

Oh, no, not a personal friend.

He's mailed us money and clothes.

Why? I wonder if you'd mind telling us
why you came to his house.

Oh, well, one of the children sent him a
gift.

Oh, really?

May I see it?

Why, certainly.

It's a belt.

Oh, dear.

Well, I'm not very good at that sort of
thing, but... Perhaps I can help you.

Would you?

Of course.

Here we are.

Oh, thank you.

It's a hand -woven belt. The children
are very, very good at this sort of

So my office was broken into.

I beg your pardon?

I mean at the orphanage. I thought the
packet looked different.

Inspector, what does this mean?

No, it's all right.

Angel, it's all right.

You're home.

Now, Phyllis, I wouldn't get too close
to her for a while.

Well, I think it's just fatigue and a
cold, but let's check her out at the

hospital first.

At the hospital?

Yeah, what's the matter with you?

You take this child to a hospital and
you're scared to death.

I mean, is it absolutely necessary?

Well, let's check the temperature first.

Honey, how would you like a nice hot
bowl of chicken soup?

Phyllis, chicken soup isn't the cure for
all the world's ills.

Go make the chicken soup.

All right, let's see what we've got.

Well?

Damage is normal.

There you see.

Okay, thanks a lot for stopping by, Ev,
and you send your bill to my office,

will you? Come on, Ev, she doesn't like
you.

You scare her. Oh, for goodness sake.

Good riddance, huh, hon?

And nobody's going to hurt my little
girl.

Juliet? Juliet?

Juliet will protect you, too.

You're in America now. You don't have to
worry about anything.

Reds.

What, sweetheart?

Reds.

Reds? Oh, no, no, no. There are no reds
here.

There are no communists, no monsters.

Just you and I.

But there were.

At the orphanage, there was a captain.

Dressed like a beggar.

It's true.

I saw him in Juliet's office.

She knew him.

Oh, no, no, no, baby. You just had a bad
dream.

No,

I saw them.

He told her to pick up some microfilm.

It's a microfilm?

Yes.

No, I'm not, baby.

You probably did just have a bad dream.

Just to make sure I'll tell the police.

Thank you.

Well, you see, we've never had any locks
on the doors.

And you think this beggar you noticed
around the orphanage may have gotten

your office somehow and switched
packages?

Well, I don't know who else it could
have been.

Why do you think he'd try a thing like
that, Miss Sinclair?

Well, possibly he and Mr. Davies were
working together.

Oh, you see, it was a plot, then.

I mean, Davies notified the beggar you'd
be bringing him this gift?

Yes. You see, I wrote to Mr. Davies, oh,
I guess it was about six months ago,

and I told him I was coming to Los
Angeles with Lean, and he wrote back and

he'd like to have something from the
orphanage.

He mentioned a belt.

And, uh...

How did you happen to write to Davies in
particular?

Oh, I didn't. I corresponded with all of
her friends here in Southern

California. A mimeographed letter.

Oh, I see.

And the beggar substituted $10 ,000 for
a belt.

I guess so.

Although I don't know what he could
possibly buy with money like that.

Like what?

Well, surely it can't be real.

I've read about Oriental rings doing
this all the time.

Putting counterfeit money in traveler's
luggage and then picking it up here in

America.

Do you, uh... Do you bring many of your
children to the United States for

adoption, Miss Sinclair?

Oh, no, never.

I mean, Lean's the first one.

You see, the Kenyans took such an
interest in her in Tokyo when I first

them. And then...

I hadn't been to America in a long time.

Excuse me, Lou, can I see you for a
moment?

I just checked with the lab and they
confirmed the fact that I'm going to his

conference. She was right in the first
place.

Well, how do we owe Miss Sinclair?

Thanks for coming down.

Oh, I wish I could have been more help.

You have my address if you need me. I'll
be staying with the Kenyans. Yes.

By the way, my associate tells me you
were right.

The money is counterfeit.

Really?

That's quite a woman.

Put her under surveillance.

Julie Sinclair?

Round the clock.

Oh, I'll get it.

Well, we were beginning to think you
were lost.

How is she?

She's asleep.

Now, Lean's all right. I gave her a
sedative.

She had quite a story to tell me.

All about a communist captain that was
dressed as a beggar and came to your

office.

How did it go with you?

John Kyle wasn't there, but the FBI was.

I've got your counterfeit money now.

I had to dream up a story about a gift
from the orphans.

I'm sure she knows.

We did everything you suggested.

The full treatment.

Love.

Sympathy.

She poured it all out.

Apparently she was standing outside the
office when Captain Chu was inside.

So what do we do now?

Kill her?

Luke.

The customs inspector who inspected Miss
Sinclair's luggage is Elliot Hill.

Duran's talking with him now.

Any word on Ludwig? No.

What about Miss Sinclair?

Oh, she hasn't left the Kenyon house
since she got back last night.

Kenyon himself went to work at the usual
time. He's an account executive with

Field and Harris.

No police record, no derogatory
information in either him or his wife.

Juliet Sinclair would never arrange that
obvious a contact with party members.

Lou, I don't think you're on the right
track.

Wise and celebrated humanitarians have
worked against their own country before

this. It happens. You've read her books.

Juliet Sinclair does not sympathize with
the communists. Did Benedict Arnold go

around praising the British?

I still think so. Let's examine it, Jim.

John Carl Ludwig, alias John Davies, has
some specifications to sell, right? All

right. A woman turns up at his door with
$10 ,000 in cash.

Connerford. That would have been his
worry.

And look at what happened.

The FBI stops her outside Davies' door.

What is she doing there?

As she says she came to visit a friend,
she's in trouble.

The FBI might happen to know that the
friend is a communist.

She obviously didn't drive out there to
deliver greetings from her children. She

could have telephoned. But she does have
a package, a gift.

And what could be more disarming than to
hand it over?

Positive there were no gift -wrapped
packages in her luggage?

No, sir.

There were no packages at all.

Did Mrs. Sinclair appear at all nervous
when you checked her bags?

No, sir. Not particularly.

Although the little girl seemed a little
upset.

Oh, in what way?

Oh, tense, emotional, about to cry.

As a matter of fact, she really let
loose when they got outside the gates.

Sobbed and screamed.

Well, of course, everybody was crowding
around, the TV lights being on and

everything. News program?

Yes, sir. Channel 30.

See if we can get a print of that film.

All right.

Yeah, poor little kid.

I really felt sorry for her.

Hi, sweetheart.

How are you feeling?

I wanted to tuck you in last night, but
when I got back, they told me you had

already gone to sleep.

Lean.

You know, I've been thinking.

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea
bringing you here to a strange land, to

people.

But I wanted you to be safe.

What if we forgot all about this
adoption business and we flew home

No.

But we were always friends.

The Cognonists are your friends.

Oh, Lene.

No. I saw you at the office.

Juliet. You don't understand, Lene.
Adults have to do things sometimes.

No. You didn't.

Listen to me, Lene. Don't shut me out,
please.

Don't close the door on me. Lene,
please.

Well,

we have to do it soon. I can't go on
sedating her forever.

Everybody warns you, don't have
favorites, don't make pets.

This girl cut me to pieces the first
time I saw her.

I had just met Captain Chu.

He was on the other side then.

I was still a good capitalist.

Trying to keep the orphanage together.

Trying to understand what was happening
in China.

Trying to write.

Chu showed me what the fight was all
about.

Why communism was right.

Cruel sometimes, but right.

He took me into the jungles, into the
villages.

That's when I first saw Aline.

I found her sitting next to her mother's
body.

There were no other relatives, so I took
her home with me.

And she was my little girl.

You know, from then on.

Hello?

Are you ready for this? I just talked to
Ludwig.

Where is he?

What happened?

He was on his way home when he heard
that Rudkin had killed himself.

He was afraid there might have been a
note, so he headed for downtown L .A.

been there ever since.

I suppose he figured it was finally
quiet enough to surface.

He's at this number. He wants to talk to
you.

Julius, how are you going to handle it?

He can't come here with the material. We
can't get to him without being

followed.

Hotel Lang.

Room 14, please.

John Carl?

Well, it's been a long time since anyone
has called me John Carl.

How are you, darling?

Worried to death.

How would you expect me to be?

Worried about what? Over your job?

Stop it.

Well, tell me then.

Over you.

Naturally.

You.

One week together.

Half a world away.

I don't know how many years ago.

You still remember John Carl.

Do you still remember?

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

I waited at your house for over two
hours.

I couldn't imagine what had happened to
you.

And there weren't any police?

Police?

At your house?

No, there weren't any.

So...

then my luck still holds.

Well, and then I started to think that
maybe he

wasn't able to get the material.

Oh, I've got it.

Have you had it microfilmed?

Yeah.

Wonderful.

All right.

It's about noon now.

Address it to Kenyon's office and drop
it in one of those rapid delivery ABCD

mailboxes.

Drop it in a... Darling, are you drunk?

Why?

I'm certainly not going to send it off
without being paid.

I'll bring the money to your house
tonight.

Oh, well, fine.

Then I'll give you the microfilm.

No.

No, Kenyon won't go for that.

He's got the money, but he won't give it
to me until he has the microfilm in his

hands.

I've argued until I'm blue in the face.

It's no use.

Then it's a standoff, because I'm not
letting it out of my hands until I get

50 ,000.

John Carl, you're not thinking.

What?

You still have the original, haven't
you?

Well, of course.

Well, then, mail the microfilm, and when
he gets it, he'll give me the money,

and I'll bring it to your house tonight.

Well, John Carl, will I be seeing you?

You tell Kenyon I'll mail the film in
about ten minutes.

It should be delivered to his office
about three this afternoon.

Until tonight, darling.

Until tonight, darling.

He's armed.

They'll never take him alive.

No, they won't.

What's the point in having him keep the
original? It would have been safer to

have him burn it.

I want my inspector to have something to
find.

Then I think he'll let me alone.

Hello?

Control to Blue Unit. Move in. It's
Ludwig. Use extreme caution.

Ludwig.

John Ludwig.

FBI.

Rutkin Papers?

Check for anything else.

What's the matter, Lou?

Somebody set him up.

Just too easy.

I don't think they'd have tried unless
there was another copy of this

Double the surveillance on Sinclair and
the Kenyans. I want to know every move

they make, when they make it. Right. Do
we have a list of everyone who's visited

the house in the last couple of days?
Yeah.

I want to see it.

...identified as John Carl Ludwig was
shot to death in Hollywood late this

afternoon by agents of the FBI.

According to Bureau spokesman who said
earlier in the day... Yes.

Oh, wonderful.

I hate to ask for space the last minute,
especially in an overseas flight.

No, that will be for one.

Yes.

What time would you like me at the
airport?

An hour before.

Well, that would make it nine.

Thank you very much.

Want me to call you a cab or shall I
drive you out?

Call a cab.

Was there a cancellation?

Ten o 'clock flight.

I'm going to miss you very, very much.

You know, Juliet, for a realist, you
have some very funny hang -ups.

Listen, Herb.

Once I get home and Chew has the film,

Try to explain to Lean what happened.

Reason with her.

Well, why not?

She's an intelligent girl. She'll
understand.

Juliet, don't be ridiculous.

will you, Jim?

Look, Inspector, I'm always glad to
cooperate with the authorities, but I

don't understand why you asked me to
come down here. Now, what's your point?

I'm not sure I have a point, not yet
anyway.

Just a couple of nagging worries,
theory, suspicion.

Doctor, you were seen entering the
Kenyon house. You visited the little

Lean, about two hours after that film
was made?

That's right, yes.

How did you find her? Was she in good
health, generally?

Well, she was all right physically.

Although she seemed a little nervous and
frightened.

Of what, the Kenyans?

Oh, no, no. The Kenyans were very sweet
to her, very concerned.

Have you seen her since?

No. Why?

That's one of the nagging problems.

Nobody has.

We've kept the house under constant
surveillance, and that healthy,

little girl hasn't set foot out of the
front bedroom since she entered it.

Now, what happened to frighten her so
badly?

Is she being cared for or guarded?

Or has she been silenced because of
something she saw or heard?

Look, Inspector, I'm sure there must be
some good explanation.

I know Herb Kenyon.

He's above suspicion.

Like Juliet Sinclair?

Like Juliet Sinclair, certainly.

Then why do you suppose one of them's
been lying?

Jim?

Mr. Kenyon. Yes, what? Mr. Kenyon, how
did you happen to decide on adopting one

of Miss Sinclair's girls?

Well, we admired the work that Miss
Sinclair was doing in Chun Kwan, and we

thought we'd like to help. Well, is that
why she's coming back to America, just

to bring the child?

Well, she's probably a little homesick,
too. It's been 20 years since she was...

That's all. Now, please.

Do you know Miss Sinclair personally?

No, just through her books. Now, please.

All right, Jim.

Interview with Juliet Sinclair.

Question. Do you bring many of your
children into the United States for

adoption, Miss Sinclair?

Answer. Oh, no, never. I mean, Lean's
the first one. But the Kenyans had taken

such an interest in her in Tokyo when I
first met them.

Inspector, what are you after?

A reason to get inside that house.

I can't give you one.

Look, the girl isn't a prisoner. She
hasn't been kidnapped.

She isn't ill. She isn't in any danger.

Rhodes.

Yeah, Dave, hang on.

A taxi just picked up Miss Sinclair.

KBL reports that she's booked on a 10 o
'clock Trans -Pacific flight.

Any sign of the girl?

What about the girl?

Nothing. Continues surveillance. I'll be
at the airport.

Continue surveillance.

All right.

Doctor, I'm going to be absolutely frank
with you.

We think Juliet Sinclair's involved in
espionage.

Juliet Sinclair? Now, she's leaving
almost five days early.

That could mean that she's achieved what
she came here to do. If she has, I

can't stop her. I haven't got enough
proof to ask for a search warrant. I

go into the house to get proof.

But the little girl is your patient.

You have the right to ask about her if
you want to, to see if she's being held

against her will. Now, listen,
Inspector.

Doctor, we need your help.

It'll be gate 23, Miss Sinclair. It's up
the ramp until you left.

Thank you.

Don't tell me you're on your way back to
the Orient so soon.

It seems as though you just got here.

Doesn't it?

Would you excuse me, Mr. Erskine? My
flight is boarding.

Well, Miss Sinclair.

He must have microfilmed that material.

What did he do, mail it?

I really don't know what you're talking
about.

Will you submit to a search?

No.

Miss Sinclair, you've worked with
children all your life.

You must feel something for that little
girl you're leaving here.

Why didn't she come down to say goodbye
to you?

What's happening to her? What's going to
happen to her?

You can stop it.

Give me the microfilm.

Tell me what the Kenyans have to do with
all this.

We'll see if the girl isn't hurt.

Goodbye, Mr. Eskin.

Purge? Not yet. Wait till Juliet's plane
takes off.

Why don't you grow up?

Stay out of it if you want to.

It's Everett.

I'm ashamed of what I'm going to ask
you, but I want to see the little girl.

Lee? Why?

Is she all right? Of course she's all
right, Ev. What are you talking about?

I'm sorry, but he's got me so done.

Miss Sinclair, I have a warrant for your
arrest.

It's my duty to inform you that anything
you say may be used in court.

Is she all right?

Were you in time?

Yes.

were convicted in the federal court at
Los Angeles of espionage against the

United States.

All are currently serving sentences in
federal penitentiaries.

The child, Lean, was welcomed into the
home of an American family and is now

living happily in Bakersfield,
California.

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