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Next, the FBI in color.
A Quinn Martin production starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.
Also starring Philip Abbott, William Reynolds, with guest stars
Phyllis Thaxter, Richard Anderson,
Delphi Lawrence, and special guest star Andrew Duggan.
Tonight's episode.
The Traitor.
Stephen Ramsey was coming home.
Thirty years ago, he had left the United States as a teenage student.
Now he was returning as the newly elected president of giant McCann
and as a communist spy.
Ramsey was president of McCann in name only.
His real boss was high -ranking party member Louise Freed, accompanying him as
his administrative assistant.
His assignment?
To replace a major F .L. Harburg.
who had been critically wounded while watching a baseball game two hours
Ramsey's Berlin flight had landed.
As soon as he regained consciousness, he asked to speak to agents of the FBI.
That's it, please.
to this business and nobody saw a thing.
He mentioned the name Carl.
I couldn't get the rest of it.
Gaines, Gaines, something like that. See what you can come up with.
He's dead.
I'm sorry we didn't notify you sooner.
It took us a while to realize that he was serious.
In my profession, when a man starts talking about the end of the world...
We tend to put it down to delirium.
I wish I could do that in my profession, Doctor.
I think we will be most comfortable here.
I... Sir, this is the schedule of your board meetings.
And these are the research progress reports.
I'll handle those, Sarah.
Yes, but, uh, Mr.
Hoffman, I wish you was to deal personally. I'd like to take as much
off Mr. Ramsey as I can.
It's my job, after all, isn't it?
It's all right, Miss Todd. We'll figure out a routine as we go.
Of course, Mr. Ramsey.
Shall I put these on your desk, Miss Reed? And would you call Mr. Ramsey's
brother to see if he's on his way?
Mr. Ramsey doesn't like to be kept waiting.
And are you going to sit in on the family reunion too, Liebschen?
Perhaps you'd be kind enough to slip me a note from time to time. When to smile,
what to say, when...
I
honestly don't know what I would do without you.
Don't worry, I won't stay long.
I'm just curious.
I would like to meet the man who developed missile fuel.
He works for a button oil, isn't it? You know, Liebchen, I think you and your
playmates have bitten off more you can chew this time.
Alec is as much of a stranger to me as he is to you. There's not a reason in
world why he should give me any information at all.
Darling, do you have a light? No.
Yes, Sarah?
Your brother's here, Mr. Ramsey.
Show him in.
What can I say that you haven't changed?
This is my administrative assistant, Miss Freed.
How do you do, Miss Freed? I can't tell you what a pleasure this is.
Mr. Ramsey has spoken of you so often.
Well, if that's all, sir.
Excuse me.
Attractive woman?
You think so?
Oh, I guess so, if you like the Valkyrie type.
Actually, she's been with me for almost 20 years. Must be valuable to you. Yes,
I suppose she must be.
Sit down, Alex.
Thank you.
Get you a drink?
No, no, no, thank you.
Well, Alex.
How are you? How have you been?
Oh.
How's Rosemary?
Meant to write after the wedding.
Oh, well, so did we, you know.
I wouldn't have deliberately hurt Rosemary for anything in the world.
Deserting her hurt.
The divorce hurt.
Well, there was Brother Al there, ready to pick up all the pieces.
Yeah.
Yeah.
A while.
Look, uh...
I, uh, I've got to get back to the lab. Al.
It took more than a while.
It took maturity.
It took love.
You don't know how I envy you.
You, the president of McCann, envy me?
I envy you, your kids, your wife.
Now I'm back home. I've had some hard choices. Don't shut the door on me.
The door's never been shut.
Can I have dinner with you tonight?
I'd like to hear about your work.
You say this Major Harbour gave you no other lead.
Just fuel.
That's all.
I was told you were the man to see about rocket propulsion, range.
Well, you could find out the strength and range of every missile in our
system if you had the right fuel information.
Where would an enemy agent start, General?
The supplier problem.
And who's that?
Burton.
Their labs develop most of the stuff we're using now.
But everyone who works there has a top security classification.
I know all the men in charge. I...
I can't believe that any of them would sell information like that.
And you're probably right.
Strange thing about traitors.
They rarely sell their country down the river.
More often they give it away.
Thank you, General.
Hello, Steve.
Alec? Right on time.
Have any trouble finding the place? Not a bit. You draw a very professional map.
You really wanted to get out of the suburbs, didn't you?
Any neighbors around here?
Not for 20 or 30 miles.
Rosemary will be down in a minute.
She's dressing.
Again.
I'd say she was nervous, but if we get a dinner tonight, it will be a miracle.
I like this. Well, it's not exactly a castle on the Rhine, but they say they
tend to be cold anyway.
Oh, yes, this is charming.
Thank you.
The boys here?
They're surfers. They're in California. They'll be back in a couple of weeks.
weeks. They better be.
They've been gone four days and already I'm so lonesome I could die.
Rosemary.
Everything changes but you.
Oh, I've changed.
A great deal.
How about a drink?
Vodka? Scotch?
Vodka and tonic.
Yes, fine.
Vodka.
Good -looking boys.
I remember that photograph.
Your father had it taken the first year we were all in Germany.
It was his favorite picture.
Was?
Yes, he died last spring.
I'm sorry.
He wasn't.
It was a long illness.
At least he lived long enough to see everything he predicted come true.
Rockets, jet propulsion, this whole new age.
Remember that ridiculous Nazi professor? What was his name who kept trying to
dig information out of Dad?
I remember.
You and Dad and Alec kept feeding him all that double talk.
Rosemary, I've thought about those days a thousand times.
I intended to come back to you after the war.
Shoma, that was his name.
Listen to me.
Steve, it's all over.
All over with.
Things happened.
There were certain pressures, mistakes.
All right.
You did what you had to do.
Rosemary.
Just stop bothering me.
Stop it.
Hello.
Here's to a happy reunion.
It must have been a charming evening.
You find some other way of getting her information. I'm through.
I've heard them enough already.
Then, I'll hear.
All these years.
It's fantastic.
Nothing has changed.
Then you'd certainly better not put her in danger.
Can't you?
Louise, leave her alone.
She knows nothing of what happened in Germany. How she was used.
That's over.
It was 28 years ago.
And what about the court?
Do you think that they would believe for one moment that she was not aware of
what she was doing?
It doesn't matter how many years ago it happened.
It's still treason.
I cannot... These are very emotional times for the Americans.
Think how they'd react to the proof that the president of a company like McCann
was a traitor.
Even if a terribly clever lawyer was to save your life,
what would there really be left to save?
It would all be ended.
The money.
The position.
I have to have time.
There is no time, Angel.
You will call your brother tomorrow morning.
Now, that's it.
You think you're bluffing?
Yes.
So did Harburg.
Arthur? Oh, welcome back.
What's that?
It's one of the slugs that killed Harburg.
Have a look.
Unusual rifling characteristics.
Mm -hmm.
It could have been fired from a foreign -made automatic pistol.
We picked up one of the cartridge casings at the stadium this afternoon.
7 .65 millimeter.
Foreign manufacturer.
Have you had any luck with that name Harbury gave us?
Carl? No, not yet.
What about Burton? Have you got a list from them yet?
We've done better than that. We've narrowed it down to a list of six
The New York office is checking it out right now.
Security is so tight, no one man has access to all the fuel information.
The six names that we do have are Burton's top research scientists.
What they don't know, they might be able to guess.
Nobody else could come remotely close.
I'd like to fly up there with Tom this afternoon.
You know, I can't get used to the idea of treason.
A quizzling makes my skin crawl.
If we are dealing with one here, pick him up.
Fast.
Call you when I get in.
Good luck.
I asked you to drop over this morning because I am in terrible trouble.
Everything I've built my whole life is about to blow up in my face unless you
help me. I was going to get into it last night, but I hoped... Well.
Do you remember Professor Schalmer when we were working with Dr. Adams?
Yes, I remember him.
He was an espionage agent.
He wanted information on our rocket project.
I got it for him.
You. You told him how far behind we were. You told him it was safe to use
-2 rockets against England.
I was responsible for that.
And where did you get that information?
I stole it.
From Rosemary's father.
you. Schalmer paid me back with a chemical formula.
Dyes.
When I went to work for McCann after the war, that was my first discovery.
In the meantime, the Reds made a little discovery of their own.
What was that? The Nazis kept a record of our little deal. It was put in a
called Rastenberg in East Germany.
I am Rastenberg file number 641.
The Communists found it.
I went back to Berlin, an agent showed me a copy of it.
Blackmailed me into helping her. For 20 years I've been helping, getting deeper
and deeper until now. Unless you bail me out, my life's over.
Where are you going?
FBI.
What I want from you, Al, is a complete rundown of the fuel specifications of
every defense missile in this country. Don't be ridiculous. Listen to me, Al. I
couldn't have gotten the information Sharma wanted by myself.
What are you talking about?
I used Rosemary.
She's as guilty as I am.
Expertly done.
Now, Mr.
Ramsey, I will tell you what you are going to do.
Hello, Chet.
Inspector, good to see you again.
Tom Colby, SAC Randolph.
Chet, I'm glad to meet you. It's a pleasure, Tom.
The Bureau checked the Burton names through ident for us, Lou.
Shall we sit down?
All six men underwent security checks, including the new one.
Which is the new one?
Number four, Alexander Ramsey.
He's chief of basic research.
He replaced a Dr. Donald Adams, his father -in -law. Adams died last spring.
He was head of our rocket program in 39.
Getting quite a debt load here.
Loans, mortgages.
Primarily hospital and medical expenses.
Adams was ill for more than a year.
Randolph.
Yes, he is. Just a moment.
Washington. Mr. Ward.
Hello, Arthur.
Oh, Lewis, we may have a lead on Carl.
Yes? Yes, a nationalist from Harburg's country.
A man named Philip Carl Gaynor.
Got drunk in a bar last night. Had to be forcibly ejected.
Our informant said he was carrying a gun, an automatic pistol.
Do you know where Gaynor is now?
He's reported to be in New York.
I sent his description on to Randolph.
Fine, Arthur. Thanks very much.
Chet, there'll be a description coming through from the Bureau.
Put some agents on the code yellow consulate. It turns out they're keeping
under surveillance.
All right.
Ramsey.
Ramsey.
You know him, Lou?
I know the name from somewhere.
Wasn't there a Ramsey on the cover of a magazine last week?
Yes, that's right.
New president of McCann.
Stephen Ramsey, brother.
So Alexander Ramsey has a brother who's head of one of the largest corporations
in the world, and he's up to his ears in debt.
They wouldn't be the first pair of brothers who weren't on speaking terms.
Tom, see what you can find out. I'll be at burden if anything comes up.
Yes sir.
See you later.
Yeah, that's me.
Alec, what in the world?
It's only one o 'clock in the afternoon.
Are you sick?
No, no, no, no.
I'm not sick.
Sit down.
Something's happened to the boys. No, no, no, it's not the boys.
The boys are all right.
Now, listen.
I've been with Steve.
With Steve?
He said some things.
I want to hear it from you.
Do you remember when we were all in Germany together?
There was a Professor Schaumer.
He always tried to get information from us, and we used to play games with him,
tell him lies. Do you remember that?
Yes.
Did you ever let Steve look at your dad's notebooks?
Yes, I did.
Why?
I said the only way to throw Shalmer off would be to feed him nonsense based on
fact. It wasn't nonsense.
He sold Shalmer the true figures.
is an agent.
He's still an agent. First for the Nazis, now for the Reds.
Oh, no.
He's an agent.
He asked me to work for him.
Who do we call?
The police?
Don't you understand what I'm saying? You supplied him with information that
sold. You could go on trial with him.
But I didn't know.
It doesn't matter.
Of course it matters.
You'll have to report it.
risk what might happen to you.
I... I tried. I... I can't.
It's too late.
I went back to my office after I talked with him, and I gave him the information
that he wanted.
Oh, no.
Tell me, what time does Mr. Ramsey usually get back from lunch?
He usually has lunch right here in the office. I can't imagine what's happened
to him.
If you have any other appointments here at Burton, I can tell him you're in the
building. No, I've seen everyone else I wanted to.
Maybe you'd better have him call me. Yes, sir.
He couldn't reach me in the office here in town.
Shall we strike that?
Yes, but double -check the Ferguson file.
Yes, sir.
My brother.
I'll put him through.
Yes, Alec.
Steve, trouble.
What are you talking about?
An FBI man just left here. He's been all over the building asking questions.
What questions?
The missile fuel, classified files. He's checking every one that has access to
it. All right, now calm down.
It's being copied.
I want that material.
I'll meet you at the house. I'll make arrangements to come back here after
dinner and replace it.
All right, I'll be there at six o 'clock.
But they haven't finished copying it.
It's already finished.
What are you talking about? Why didn't you tell me? We have no time to waste.
This could be dangerous. What if he breaks?
Suppose he does.
Your brother has a clean record.
But his difficulty is he needs money.
If he confesses to the FBI that he stole the records hoping to find a buyer, but
didn't have the courage to go through with it, they wouldn't look any further.
Oh, stop it, Louise.
Alec would never take the blame for something I put him up to.
Oh, yes, he will.
On the way home, poor Alec, frightened by the knowledge that the FBI has caught
up with him, is going to commit suicide.
And what's wrong with it?
He's my brother.
He could absolutely ruin you, Angel.
He'll kill Rosemary.
Not if you're there to comfort her, Stefan.
And Liebschen, you are a marvelous comforter, woman.
When you set your mind to it.
And when it's the right woman.
Carl Gaynor, please.
All right. Keep after it.
If Gaynor's in town, he's staying well hidden.
No sign of him at the consulate.
How'd your interviews go?
I missed Ramsey.
Has he called?
Ramsey? No.
He may be off in a bar somewhere, licking his wounds.
What do you mean? I just got back from the McCann building. Apparently the
brothers went a couple of rounds together this morning.
They had a fight?
Real Donnybrook, if you can believe this gossip.
What started it?
A long story.
The receptionist told the elevator girl that she'd been looking into Mr. Stephen
Ramsey's marital status.
Just for kicks.
Found out that he's single now, but he had been married in his teens to a Miss
Rosemary Adams, who is now Mrs. Alec Ramsey.
The receptionist felt that they must have been fighting over the fair lady,
was also the daughter of the late Dr. Donald Adams.
Yeah, the four of them spent several years together in Germany before the
Rosemary, Steve, and Ramsey were married there in 1939.
Are these facts?
Facts. I called the legal attache in Bonn.
Rosemary's father left the country before the United States entered the
Rosemary, Steve, Alec Ramsey delayed a little too long and were interned.
For the duration?
Alec and Rosemary were.
Steve escaped, made it to the channel single -handed.
What was the camp?
Soxburg.
Yeah, I know. He was their only escapee.
He stayed in England until after the armistice and then he went back to
Chet.
Donald Adams was a rocket scientist, right?
Yes. Were the brothers working in flying bombs in 1939?
That's right.
Call Stephen Ramsey. Tell him I'm coming over to have a talk with him.
You're an idiot.
This is the luckiest thing that could have happened.
Lucky? The FBI?
It's a chance you would welcome if you had any sort of sense.
Handle this inspector properly.
Send him out of here with the right kind of doubts in his mind.
Then when they find your brother, they won't even question that he has killed
himself.
Yes? Inspector Erskine's here, Mr. Ramsey.
Just a minute.
You will get a call saying everything has been taken care of.
That will mean that I have done my share.
Now, you do yours.
All right, sir. Send him in.
Thank you.
Sir Ramsey?
Victor is getting...
Yes, of course, Inspector, once you have a seat.
Thank you.
What can I do for you?
Man, I've never been so glad to see anybody in my life. I've been stuck up
for an hour.
Oh, that's too bad. This is a private road, you know. Yeah, no kidding.
Yours? Did you see the sign?
Sorry, no, I didn't.
Look, I'm late.
Hop in. I'll take you to a phone.
Well, listen, I know I can get it started if you just give me a hand.
Oh, come on. Be a good fellow, huh?
I'm sorry, Inspector. I still don't get exactly what you're driving at. Is my
brother under some sort of suspicion?
How much contact have you had with him in the last 25 years, Mr. Ramsey?
None at all.
None?
We, um... There were personal problems between us.
Can you tell me what they were?
Is it important?
Might be.
My wife fell in love with my brother.
You see, we were all interned in the same German prison camp during the war.
Yes.
They used to meet during the exercise periods. They weren't aware of the fact
that I saw them together.
And then after the war, my wife Rosemary married Alec, divorced me, married
Alec, and I haven't seen either of them again until yesterday.
What made you call him then?
I didn't.
He called me.
Why? Inspector.
Why, Mr. Ramsey?
He said he was in trouble.
He said there was nobody else to turn to.
I told him to come on over, of course.
What did he want?
Money.
Evidently, there'd been a lot of medical bills he'd borrowed he couldn't borrow
anymore.
I told him I'd look around, see what I could scrape together.
He said that wouldn't be enough. It would be too late.
He accused me of stalling. There was a fight.
He said I was forcing him into an impossible corner.
He was going to have to try to sell something.
And what was he going to sell?
His house, I suppose.
Sir Ramsey, you were the only person in the entire war to escape from Salzburg.
How did you manage that?
What?
It was a remarkable feat, especially for a man alone.
Well, I was alone.
It was a remarkable feat.
Are you trying to say that I had help? Or do you think they did open the doors
for me a little time off or... For good behavior?
Thanks, Mr. Ramsey.
Mrs. Ramsey, I...
Is that his wife? Yes, sir.
I wanted to drive her home, but she won't leave and she doesn't want to talk
anybody.
She notified the police at 7 .30 this morning that her husband hadn't gotten
home.
And they noticed the tire marks when they drove in.
She's been here ever since.
These the Burton papers?
Yes, sir.
I called their security officer and he confirms these are the only ones missing
from the files.
Are there any skid marks?
No, sir.
Looks like he went over deliberately.
Do you think it may have been suicide?
It was in debt.
He could have been planning to sell this material, and at the last minute he
changed his mind.
Yeah? He could have.
I talked to the secretary when I called the plant.
She said that he seemed very nervous and depressed when he left.
Was he wearing a watch?
Yes, he was. It was broken in the crash. It stopped at 551.
Hello? Is the time significant?
Could be.
His brother got a phone call ten minutes later while I was still in the office.
Seemed to upset him.
Has he been notified about this yet?
No, not unless Mrs. Ramsey called him.
What's on your mind?
I spent the night going over the details of the Saxburg escape.
According to the published reports, it was a remarkable athletic feat requiring
top physical conditioning.
Well?
The year Ramsey got away, more than 200 inmates died of starvation.
Yet this prisoner never missed a meal.
Somebody up there liked him.
Why?
He was a rocketry expert.
Nazis were working on a V -1 and V -2.
Now he comes back to the United States and his brother steals valuable missile
data. At least they didn't have a chance to pass it on.
That depends on when he stole it. That'd be easy enough to copy.
What's the latest surveillance report on Ramsey? Went to the office at 9 this
morning. Still there.
I'm Inspector Erskine with the FBI.
I know this is painful, but I have to ask you a few questions.
May I drive you home?
Why don't they call? They must have found him by now. I'm his brother. Why
they call?
Why should they have found him by now?
Gal said it was an enormously deep ravine.
Well, are you going to take me to the airport or not?
You ought to stay here until this is all over.
Orders, Angel.
Evidently, they think you can handle the rest of it on your own.
Oh, Stefan, for heaven's sake, it would do you good to get out of here.
And you'll have the rest of your life to comfort the bereaved widow.
That's like asking me to remember the time I almost drowned when I was a
girl.
Yes, I remember it.
How far apart were the men's and women's sections, Mrs. Ramsey?
Mr. Erskine, I... Really, I would like to help, but I have so much to do.
And I... I have to call the boys.
That's already been done.
They're being flown back this afternoon.
I've arranged to have someone stay with you until they get here.
Well, thank you.
Men and women's sections were... Did you
share the same exercise yard, for example?
No. The same mess hall, the same rest periods?
No, the camp was very large.
I heard that Alec and Steve were there. I never saw them.
I heard about Steve's escape. Of course, everyone did.
Were you surprised?
I couldn't believe it.
Mrs. Ramsey, did he ever work for the Nazis?
No, of course not.
What do you mean, no?
Did your husband tell you why he went to see his brother the day before
yesterday?
No.
Stephen said that he called him to beg for money.
That's not true.
Steve called Alec.
I know.
But it was easy enough to verify. I asked the receptionist.
Why would Steve lie?
Why would he bother to lie?
He also told me that he'd seen you two together in Soxburg.
He implied that you'd been unfaithful.
Explain, perhaps, why he hadn't rejoined you after the war.
I mean, if he had worked for the Nazis, he may not have had the courage to face
you.
Mrs. Ramsey, do you believe your husband killed himself?
We found some top -secret papers in his pockets.
Do you believe he stole them for money to pay his debts?
That's what Stephen Ramsey wants me to believe.
Excuse me, Inspector.
Thank you.
Ramsey's surveillance reports he and his assistant are heading for the airport.
All right, alert the airport police.
And don't let either one of them board a plane.
Yes, sir.
Mrs. Ramsey?
Mrs. Ramsey, there isn't much time.
No, I don't believe for one minute my husband killed himself, Inspector.
He couldn't have been alone.
Someone had to put those papers back in his pocket.
He gave them to his brother yesterday afternoon.
Stephen Ramsey is working for the Communists.
I'll testify to that if you like.
Uh, two suitcases, flight 212.
Well, Angel?
You won't mind if I go on, Liebschen? No, certainly not. Goodbye.
Goodbye, darling.
There were some good times, too, weren't there?
It's a pity that... Well...
Hold it. FBI.
Bring him in. I'll get the woman.
Thank you.
Eleven.
Louise Freed?
Yes.
FBI.
Will you come with us, please?
Well, wherever one goes there is Gestapo, isn't there?
I would like to see a lawyer. Is this possible?
Of course.
The highly classified information stolen from the files of Burton Laboratories
was recovered from Louise Freed by the FBI.
She and Stephen Ramsey were convicted of espionage against the United States and
are serving their terms in a federal penitentiary.
Philip Carl Gaynor, after conviction in state court, was executed for the murder
of Alexander Ramsey.
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