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Are you officially back from lunch? Yeah, go ahead.

Oh, a fella came in about 20 minutes ago looking for you.

Did he give a name?

No, he didn't. But he is an old friend.

Mr. Pickett, do you want me to stay around for anything?

No, go on, Connie.

Pickett. Hello, Spears.

Hello, Griswold.

How'd you find me?

Well, I've been running down leads for a long time.

Rumors, tips.

Say, you've lost a lot of weight in ten years.

Steaks instead of spuds, huh?

You must miss that prison menu.

Mr. Shakedown, did he?

Oh, come on.

You just dropped in to say hello?

Buy me a drink? Have a few laughs?

I just dropped in.

Because I want to employ your services.

This isn't a fraction.

This is a new life.

I haven't touched as much as a water pistol in the last seven years.

When I left KC, I left everything.

And I mean everything.

I didn't even say goodbye to Barbara and the boy.

They probably think I'm dead.

Max, there's an outfit in San Diego.

that goes by the name of Hill Dempsey & Company, foreign exchange brokers.

Now, they have in their vaults, at any given time, upwards of $3 million.

I'll pay you half a million dollars if you get me in and out with the rest of

it.

You just don't listen, do you?

I've got a man on the inside there, has been working there for 30 years.

I bought him for $10 ,000.

Now, I'll get you anybody you need.

Hit men.

Locksmith's driver's the best in the business. Cost is no object.

It's too big, Davey. You'll never get away with it.

There must be a couple of fugitive warrants out on you, Max.

I could upset this little apple cart. Go ahead. I'd still be alive.

No.

No, I won't tell.

But I... I still think I can make you change your mind.

May I use this?

Certainly.

Long distance direct dialing.

Five dollars ought to cover it.

Jerry? Dave.

Okay.

Set it up.

Robert Griswold?

Yeah?

Let's go.

Hey, look, mister, somebody ordered this food here.

We changed our minds. Come on, let's go.

The FBI.

A Gwen Martin production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Reynolds. With guest stars Arthur Hill.

William Wyndham.

John Gordon.

Louise Latham.

Phyllis Love.

Tonight's episode, By Force and Violence, Part 1.

Robert Griswold was abducted from a Kansas City office building on June 7th.

Before the case file was closed, it would lead the FBI to the attempted

$3 million from the vaults of Hill Dempsey, a brokerage house in San Diego.

But this was not known at the time, and a preliminary investigation by local

police failed to uncover a motive for the crime.

24 hours later, the assistance of the Federal Bureau of Investigation was

requested.

Almost at once, FBI procedures unearthed an unusual fact.

The victim was the son of a fugitive who had been sought by the Bureau for over

six years.

Hello, is she busy?

No, no, Art. Come on in.

Miami's got a major sabotage case on its hands.

I'd like you to handle the interviews. How soon can you get down there?

Art, do you remember an unlawful flight warrant we had on an armed robber named

Griswold? Three hold -ups in the Midwest.

Halls totaling over 100 ,000. Yeah, I remember him. We pick him up.

Son's missing.

SAC Kansas City says the kidnapping.

So does the boy's mother.

Let's see. She was a light -haired woman. You talked to her once.

What was her name?

Beth? Bonnie?

Barbara.

I was very impressed with her.

In what way?

Well, she loved Griswold a great deal. I don't know whether we ever convinced

her he committed all his robberies, but she knew he had to leave and she

accepted it.

She said at least she still had her son.

Is there a ransom note?

No, there's almost nothing to go on at this point.

A few passers -by said they saw the boy struggling in a station wagon with out

-of -state plates.

But no one's been able to give a reliable description of the car or the

kidnappers.

Any Griswolds in back of all this?

I don't see how he could be, Art.

If he wanted to see Barbara or the boy again, he'd hardly risk doing it through

a kidnapping.

And on the other hand, if he had no connection whatsoever with the crime,

he still loved his wife, this just might bring him out into the open again,

right?

It might.

And she'll think that's why you want the case.

Probably. And that's going to make it difficult.

Did you ever hear of an easy kidnapping?

I'll assign someone else to Miami.

You keep me informed.

My name is Pickett. I'm having lunch with Mr. Spears.

Oh, yes, Mr. Pickett. Your officers want you to call.

They said it was important.

I'll bring the phone to your table.

Good to see you again.

I halfway thought you might be trying to run out on me.

Davey, it won't work. I'm not going to change my mind. But it will. This time,

have the right lever.

You're wrong no matter what it is.

That's what you say, Max. But you're wondering.

That's why you're here.

To see page 30.

Want to make a phone call? Go right ahead. This can wait.

Pickett, really?

Connie, it's me. What's the problem?

Oh, it's about the Thayer house, Mr. Pickett. Henry's out there now, and he

needs some information.

How long will he be there?

He said about half an hour.

All right.

I'll get to him later.

Bye. Bye.

Okay.

This is the Kansas City Telegram.

Monday, late final. I've circled the article I think you'll be interested in.

He'll be released when we're out of San Diego with the money.

Otherwise?

Otherwise, my man will simply cut his throat and he'll be returned to Barbara

a trunk.

Did you set this up yourself in KC?

Mm -hmm.

I spotted you about, oh, six weeks ago.

I thought perhaps you might need a little encouragement.

I flew back there.

You'll probably want to call Barbara.

Robert's in good shape.

You can tell her that he'll be returned safe and sound in a couple of weeks.

Is he in good shape?

Would you like to talk to him?

I wouldn't know his voice after seven years.

I want to see him.

That's going to take a little time.

It might be rather awkward.

He's dead, isn't he?

No.

Then I want to see him.

And you're positive there were no other maintenance men on duty that night?

No, and I was all alone.

Well, thanks very much, Mr. Gurley.

Welcome to Kansas City, Inspector.

Tom Colby, Noah McDonald, agent in charge. Noah, how are you? Glad to meet

Have you been by the office?

No, we came straight from the airport.

Well, there isn't much to fill you in on. The boy left the truck here and just

disappeared. Very professional job.

Any ransom demands yet?

Not a word.

What about possible witnesses in the building, Noah?

Well, there were no parking attendants on duty, and the janitor was on the

floor, or so he says.

Radio report from the state police. Thank you.

They found a car abandoned on one of the back roads, blood on the rear seat.

No indication that Griswold had ever been in it.

Have you sent out the interview with Mrs. Griswold?

Yes. She'll see you this afternoon.

Fine. And I'd like to talk to the janitor.

Mr. Hurley.

Early, Mrs. Inspector.

I understand you were on duty the night the grizzled boy disappeared.

I wasn't in the garage, though.

Oh.

Don't you have to punch the clock when you check in?

Yes.

That one?

Well, I went over to it and then went away.

I see.

Are you familiar with most of the people who park in the building?

I guess so.

Do you know the owner of the station wagon?

No, I never saw... What station wagon?

I'm sorry, I thought you mentioned a black Mercury station wagon in your

Oh, I may have mentioned a Merc.

It was blue.

But I didn't see anybody in it.

All right, Mr. Hurley, thank you.

Tom, would you check on the car, please?

If you think of anything else, you can reach me at Mr. McDonald's office.

There's nothing else. Any time. Day or night.

Okay.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hello, Mrs. Griswold.

I'm Inspector Erskine. Do you remember me?

Come in.

First of all, let me say how sorry I am that we had to meet again under

circumstances like these. Have you heard anything?

Not yet.

Well, he's a big boy. He's...

He's a man. They won't be able to scare him.

Mrs. Griswold, has your husband tried to contact you in the last two or three

days?

Oh, this is wild.

Look, what are we playing this crazy game for?

Don't you think that I know why you're here?

Please stop it. Just stop it.

I haven't talked to Max in seven years.

But you're right.

You're right.

If he's still alive...

And if he hears about this, it'll tear him absolutely to pieces.

And he'll probably try to help because he loved us.

But if you think that there is one chance in this entire world of my giving

one shred of information about him, then you're wrong.

Even if he's involved in some way in the kidnapping?

Even if it means getting your son back?

Max wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't take Bob away.

I wasn't suggesting that.

If there's been a kidnapping, it must have been for a reason.

You've already suggested one.

Maybe somebody else wanted to tempt Max out of hiding.

You can't be sure of that.

No.

No, of course not.

That's why anything might help us.

Anything at all.

Inside of the wagon seems pretty clean.

A few smudges, no clear prints.

I'll get the blood samples off the serology right away.

All right.

What's this, a pain transfer?

Yeah, apparently they switched cars.

There's a fairly good tire track in the wet area on the other side of that tree.

Better make a plaster cast for the lab and take this along.

Maybe it can tell us what it is.

Right. A wagon was stolen from a used car lot in Holman.

Now, that's a suburb about 20 miles east of here.

The theft evidently occurred on the night of the kidnapping. It wasn't

until the next day.

Adopting anything?

Oh, of course not. Please sit down.

It's funny.

All your life, everybody telling you to keep to yourself. Don't get mixed up in

other people's affairs.

Right?

Right.

And I believe in that.

I don't care what other people do.

I believe in live and let live.

So?

So what are you doing down here in an FBI office?

Yeah.

There were three men in that blue wagon.

Did you get a good look at them, Mr. Hurley?

I was as close to one of them as I am to you right now.

Do you think you could pick the face you saw out of a mug book?

Mr. Erskine, I could pick that face out of an army.

Fine, fine. He's been a real good guest.

You remember Max Griswold?

Corky Boylan.

I sure do. How are you, Mr. Griswold? Where is he?

In the camper.

Bring him out.

That's far enough, Mr. Griswold.

What happened?

They got a little out of hand last night.

We had to make a point.

Was this your idea?

Certainly not.

You mean they passed you for ransom?

In a way.

Oh, wow. That really puts me behind the eight ball, doesn't it?

Couldn't you have told him you cleared out on us when I was 11?

Like a thief in the night?

Figuratively speaking, of course, Dad.

This is your father, young man. You keep a civil tongue in your head when you're

talking to him.

How is your mother?

Oh, come on now.

What do you care about either one of us?

Sonny.

Okay, Danny.

Put him back.

So long, Daddy.

Billy, it's been a fall.

Corky may just be the best thing in the world for that boy.

You tell them to keep their hands off him.

Baby, I'm going to tell you once more.

You... Can't get away with this job.

If you want to steal something, steal something small.

Too much can go wrong.

Too many people will beat each other's throats.

I'm not going to argue with you, Max.

This thing couldn't be simpler.

You bow out, and I'll kill your boy.

Stick with it, and you'll make half a million dollars.

list of the men I'll meet.

All right.

Forget it. Forget it. I'm no good to you. I just can't.

How about another cup of coffee, Mr. Hurley?

No.

First time in my life I've really wanted to cooperate.

They all start to look alike after a while, don't they, Mr. Hurley?

Does that happen to everybody?

Including experienced law enforcement officers.

Mr. Hurley, were there any faces that looked at all familiar?

Well... Which one?

One. Almost scared to tell you.

Why?

Well, you think I'm some kind of a nut and have me committed.

Tries.

First book.

First picture. First. First picture I saw.

It wasn't quite like him. I thought to myself, well, it isn't natural to just

walk up to the haystack and say, here's the needle, fellas. I

can't quite be certain. The

eyes. Looked the same.

And the cheekbones.

But this fella had dark hair and it was much longer.

Fred, see if you can add a little hair, will you?

Darken it.

Late from the sideburns.

John, I want to know the present whereabouts of a Jerry Oliver Smith.

Last address, Markham Hotel.

Yeah, that's the kidnapper.

You gonna pick him up now?

Not until we're sure he doesn't jeopardize the boy. He's our primary

right now.

Put a discreet surveillance on Smith.

See where he leads us.

KC -34, dispatcher.

Go ahead, KC -34.

Subject has returned to his hotel.

Notify the police that we have another surveillance.

Yes, 34.

May I see your driver's license, please?

Wow, it's a problem. I just pulled up.

Sir, you park next to the fire hydrant.

Oh, leave him alone.

Just give me the ticket and let me get out of here, huh?

May I see your license, please?

Just give me the ticket, huh?

Or do you have one?

What's your name?

KC -34 to dispatcher. Send an ambulance at once to the Markham Hotel.

Police officer has been shot.

FBI, drop it.

Okay, Harry.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Right.

You're a real settlement, baby.

I've got a product I believe in.

Coffins? You're telling me one of your men is already dead.

That was his own fault.

It doesn't bother you that the FBI was trailing him?

I talked to a close friend of mine in KC.

Smith was killed instantly. The FBI has absolutely nothing.

Got

the

wrong number. Go away.

Flood? James Spear.

I'll tell him when he comes in.

How would you like to make $100 ,000?

Who'd you say this was?

Spears.

Are you here in Santa Barbara?

No, I'm in L .A.

Are you interested?

I need some burglar alarms cut out.

What are those alarms made of, live cobras?

You just come down to L .A. tomorrow at 2 o 'clock.

4247 Grove Place. I'll fill you in then.

Okay? Yeah, okay.

That's it.

What's the matter?

I can't take my eyes off you, David.

It's like watching a man tie himself to the railroad tracks.

I kept thinking that something would happen, that one of these guys would be

unavailable.

Cheer up, Max. You are going to be a rich man.

How do we spend it where we're going, David?

That's the question.

Good. Put him on.

Hello, Lewis?

Yes, Arthur.

Well, we've got some conclusions on that evidence you sent us.

Yeah? The blood is human, type AB, the same as the Griswold boys.

As for that metal object you sent in, it's a vent from a gold -lined camper.

And we ran a spectrographic analysis on the paint chips you recovered from the

tree. They're arcadian blue, the color paint used on the 67 models.

The mold marks were still in the tire, and that means it couldn't have been

driven very far, so that might give you a clue as to the point of origin.

All right, thanks very much.

On a list of all camper dealers within 100 miles of where you found that tire

track. Yes, sir.

Welcome to the party. Come on in. I

think you know most of these people already.

How are you?

Jesse. Billy.

Mr. Harry Palmer, our locksmith. Mr. Palmer, pleased to meet you. Mr. Alvin

Doyle. Mr. Claude Flood, the best electronics man in the whole business.

Max. Claude.

Max, nice to see you.

You in charge of this operation?

So they tell me.

Well, if I'd known that, I wouldn't have hesitated so long.

Oh, thanks a lot.

Mr. Chairman, the meeting is yours.

All right.

Let's begin with some ground rules.

First, if you're from out of town, you're conspicuous.

So get a daytime job.

Nice and weekends, be on call when I need you.

Second, obey the laws.

All the laws.

No parking tickets.

No jaywalking.

Third, tell your girlfriends to get lost.

Mr. Griswold, no exceptions.

Mr. Van Doyle, would you pass out the mimeograph sheets, please?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Van Doyle is a janitor at the company that we're going to be visiting

Diego, gentlemen.

So he knows the place inside out.

I think that we can consider his... Thank you.

His drawing as accurate as though it were a photograph.

Now, the building is about 200 feet from the edge of the wharf, and there'll be

a motor launch waiting there to pick you up and take you to Mexico.

Who provides the boat?

I do. Don't worry about it. It's all taken care of.

Now, in the building itself, we're concerned with these particular areas.

The loading zone, the exterior elevator, first floor corridor, the staircase,

the second floor corridor, the counting room, and the vault.

Now, that involves five keys, Harry.

If you want lock impressions, tell Mr. Van Doyle how to get them, and you'll

handle that part of it.

Right.

Lloyd, you'll be driving.

You'll need a truck marked Mission Freight.

That's the outfit right next door.

They always have a van or two parked outside during the day.

You better run down and photograph one, and then you can make your own

arrangements to pick up a substitute.

Billy can repaint it for you.

I thought we were shipping out.

What do we need a truck for?

Insurance. If the launch doesn't work, then you take the truck.

What we don't want is to get caught with 700 pounds of cash and no way to move

it.

If the launch works, then we'll use the truck as a decoy.

Abandon it east of the city and let them go crazy trying to trail us in that

direction. There's a garage in Chula Vista we can store it in. Good.

What's this camera indication, Mr. Van Doyle?

Here.

Close circuit TV?

Yes, sir.

Can you knock that out, Clark?

Oh, yeah, no problem.

As soon as I can find the lead -ins.

Who, um...

Who wired this place for the burglar alarm system?

Anderson and company.

I'll pay him a visit. See what I can dig up.

Now, they total up their receipts at five in the morning.

That's the time to hit them.

Because their vault operates on a time lock, and that's when it's open.

Max, this is a very complicated setup.

I don't like the idea of going in blind.

Neither do I.

That's why I rented a building in San Diego.

The dimensions of the building and the arrangement of the facilities...

are almost identical with Hill Dempsey.

Now, we'll mark our route in exact scale and practice it until we can knock it

off in our sleep.

Are there any angles you haven't covered, Max?

Yeah, I'm on.

How to get away with it.

Okay.

Any more questions?

So, that is it.

Three million dollars. Here we come.

Yes, sir. Can I help you?

I'd like to talk to the manager.

Ron Daniels, Mr.

Erskine, Mr. Daniels, FBI.

Yes, sir. Mr. Daniels, did you sell a camper to either of these men in the

week or ten days?

Well, I remember this fellow.

He bought it?

Well, no, his friend bought it, but he came back with a couple of guys in an

hour to pick it up.

So there were four men involved in the deal? Yes, sir.

Was this man one of them?

No, sir.

What name did the buyer use on the registration form?

Halpern, I think it was.

I'll get it for you. It was from Mobile.

You have a southern accent?

Why, no. A couple of seconds.

You sure you don't want me to bring you something?

Ham sandwich? Coffee?

Not hungry.

Late breakfast.

Well, I ought to be back round one if I don't drown.

Good luck.

Hello. Hello, sweetheart.

Max.

Darling, hello.

Are you alone, honey?

Yes, I am.

What was that?

Oh, that thunder. It's raining.

Look, I've seen Bob.

He's safe.

to me. He's all right.

Max, I have been so scared.

What's happening? What are they going to do to me?

Nothing. Nothing.

But I... You'll be home in a little while.

Two weeks at the outside.

He's a fine boy.

A big boy.

I was proud of him.

Is there anything that I can do?

No. Just wait.

I'll handle it.

you so much. I wish... Oh, Max, I

can't hear you.

Max.

Max?

I'm at the identification division now.

We ran a check on the name Halpern as an alias. I think we have a good possible

for you. He fits the general description your truck salesman furnished.

And in 1957, he was at Leavenworth with Griswold.

Name?

David Rogers Spears.

That's S -P -I -E -R -S.

Born 4 -19 -27 in Utica, New York.

Photographs and a summary of his identification record are on the way.

Are there any patterns that might help us?

Well, let's see. He was last thought to be on the West Coast.

Oh, yes, he's crazy about Chinese food.

In fact, he makes it a point to visit a Chinese restaurant at least once a week.

All right, thanks.

Hello?

I checked with the other tenants at the Markham. Smith had two buddies that

lived down the hall, Corky Boylan and a Nick Anders.

Both are missing.

See if you can get pictures of them.

Contact all West Coast field officers. I want to locate a David Rogers Spears.

Yes, sir.

I'll be a minute, sir.

Not quite finished yet.

May I speak to you for a moment?

Mrs. Griswold.

Do you know a man named Boylan, Mrs. Griswold?

Or Anders?

No.

What about Spears? David Spears?

Are they the kidnappers?

We think they may be.

Well, that was fast work.

We haven't found them yet. That's the next step.

Well, I don't think that there's any hurry. I think that he's all right.

Have you heard from him?

No.

Have you heard from your husband?

No.

David Beardsworth with Max at Leavenworth.

friends? I don't know.

He's a very dangerous man, Mrs. Griswold. Do you think he could be doing

get back at Max in some way?

I just don't know.

Do you know where Max is?

Did he telephone?

When?

About 20 minutes ago.

And he said the boy was safe?

Yes. Did he mention Spears?

No.

What was his tone of voice? Was he worried?

We're with you, Mrs. Griswold. You've got to help us find him.

So you can arrest him?

The Bureau's main concern in kidnappings has always been the victim.

Don't you understand, Mrs. Griswold? I'm asking for the chance to save Robert.

I can't trade one for the other.

I can't trade one for the other.

Yes, one two and three and Doyle says he'll have the impression of the fourth

tomorrow. He's a very good man very eager

It's

all right, it's flood

The fifth is the lock on the counting room.

It's probably on an automatic switch controllable from inside.

I think we'd be safer to forget it and go in with hostages or explosives.

I'm beginning to think we'd be smarter to forget this whole thing.

Well, if it isn't little Mary Sunshine.

Now what's the matter?

Burglar alarm?

I could spike that thing with a bobby pin.

No, it's a TV camera.

I was always a little worried about it, so...

I made some inquiries.

The circuit isn't confined to the Hill Dempsey building.

The picture goes halfway across town.

To Guardians Limited.

They watch about a half a dozen private vaults from a central command room.

Sweet.

Gets worse.

As soon as we're spotted, a small army takes off.

With shotguns.

How long before they get there?

That's guaranteed by contract.

Seven minutes maximum.

Can we swing it?

About over 16.

We'll just have to black out the camera.

It won't work, Davey.

If they lose their picture for more than two or three seconds, that's it. They

take off anyway.

We'll never make it, Davey. We're through.

You'll figure a way.

Around that?

Around anything.

Sometime between now and, let's say, Father's Day.

The strike against the counting vault of Hill Dempsey seems doomed before it

begins. And Max Griswold makes a desperate move that almost costs the

his son.

Next week on the FBI.