All language subtitles for The FBI s03e11 False Witness

You pulling out?

Your motor's on. I thought maybe you was
going on down there.

There was a bank robbery.

Give me the FBI.

That's her.

Are you certain, Mr. Daniels?

Yes, sir. I was as close to her as I am
to you right now.

Well, that confirms the newsboy's
identification.

She was driving a white sedan, about
four or five years old.

Yeah. Are you Lynn Hallett?

Why?

FBI, Miss Hallett.

My name is Blanchard.

We have a warrant for your arrest,
charging you with bank robbery.

Bank robbery?

You have the right to remain silent,
Miss Hallett, and to notify your

Anything you might say can be used
against you in court of law.

The FBI.

A Gwen Martin production starring
Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, William
Reynolds, with guest stars

Carol Lindley, Peter Jewell.

Tonight's episode, False Witness.

On August 14th, the First National Bank
of Kimberly, Florida, was robbed of $93

,000 in cash and negotiable security.

Eyewitnesses agreed on three major
points.

There had been two male robbers inside
the bank, dressed in outlandish costumes

designed to call attention to their
clothes and not their faces.

There had been a female driver waiting
outside.

And the getaway car was a 1962 or 63
white Ford.

In addition, the main eyewitness, Vernon
Daniels, was certain that the getaway

vehicle had struck the car parked ahead
of it as it left the scene of the crime.

A warrant to examine Lynn Hallett's car
was obtained.

I heard this kind of a bang, you know,
when she pulled out. Yes, sir.

But did you happen to notice?

Good to see you again.

Henry Andover from the lab. Hey,
Blanchard. Hello. How are you?

Miss my baby?

That's her.

We've already processed the car for
latent fingerprints, but the only ones

could find were the owner's.

Did you find any interesting foreign
objects?

Cigarettes? Loose buttons?

It was pretty clean.

The owner had just run it through a car
wash.

Well, let's take a look.

No sign of a shotgun.

being arrested, Paige?

Anger. Shock.

She's just completed probation on a
county charge, disturbing the peace.

One of the hippie riots.

She has an arrest record, but is
primarily concerned with discipline

Nothing this serious.

That was always the first time.

Yes, sir.

And the evidence keeps piling up.

Daniel says he thought he remembered a
crash when the getaway car pulled out.

Sure enough, there's a scrape on the
right rear fender.

Have you checked her alibi?

She said she was at the movies.

Nobody could substantiate it, not the
ushers or the cashier or the ticket

Still, the biggest hurdle her lawyer's
going to have to face is that

Mr. Daniels?

Yes, sir? I'm Inspector Eskin.

Oh, well, howdy.

An exciting business.

I want to thank you, Mr. Daniels, for
cooperating with us on this case.

Say, listen, it's a pleasure.

Funny word to use. I mean, it may be
exciting, but it sure ain't a pleasure.

What makes you say that?

Well, sir, I've got a girl at home, a
daughter about her age.

I was just thinking how I'd feel if some
stranger come along and said my Ruthie

was a bank robber.

That's a big responsibility.

And I can't back away from it.

I'd give anything in the world if I
hadn't seen her.

But I did.

And I'm positive she's the one.

Hi, babe.

How about this crazy long distance?

Yeah.

How do you feel?

Well, I'll tell you.

I feel just like the number one pin on a
fast down.

And there's this great big black ball
heading straight at me.

Oh, hey.

I talked to the bail bondsman. You're
going to be out of here before dark.

It's only going to cost you a hundred
bucks interest.

My... Lover, I don't have a hundred
bucks.

going to owe it to me, then?

Well, you don't have a hundred bucks,
either.

Oh, babe.

To those pure in heart, all things are
possible.

Right?

You know, you worry me a little when you
talk like that.

Why?

Where's it coming from?

Babe, trust me.

Your old pal, Smith?

Well?

Yeah, yeah. Oh, I got a letter from him.

There's a man with a future since
Leavenworth, you know.

What does he need you for?

Lloyd doesn't need me.

Job's there if I want to take it. Old
time's sake.

What job?

Job?

Babe, let's split now.

I have a little trial to go to after
this, lover.

In case you forget.

Yeah, and then a nice little prison cell
to go to.

Where do they send your girls? Alderson?

Well, it's not as cut and dry as all
that.

Oh. Then what are you doing here right
now?

Did you rob a bank?

She parked right over there.

I leaned over and said, Lady, you
pulling out?

What'd she say?

Nothing.

Put her hand up alongside her face like
this.

Let's see.

What about the car next to her?

You know what I think it was?

A bakery truck.

You don't remember the company?

I'm sorry. I just can't see it. But it
was a truck, though. I know that.

You don't recall the color?

No, sir.

You see, Mr. Daniels, it's very
important. If the crash left any paint

truck, we could probably establish
whether the getaway car was Miss

not.

I'm sorry.

Lou?

All right, Mr. Daniels. Thanks very
much.

I sure do wish I could be more help.

You've been a big help.

Putting a little kid in the federal pen
for 10 or 15 years?

I don't want any medals for that, Mr.
Erskine.

Well, I re -interviewed the tellers on
duty. They couldn't remember anything

new.

What about the guard?

The hospital says he's still
unconscious.

By the way, Blanchard called.

He said that he wanted to tell you that
the girl had been released on bail. He

thought you might be planning to talk to
her.

I was.

Well, she works at Owen's Cafe, 7th and
Larrabee.

She mentioned she'd been planning to
drop by there and see if she still had a

job. Good.

Daniel seems to think there was a bakery
truck parked next to the car during the

robbery. Let's see if anyone around here
recalls anything.

Are you making a delivery?

Yes, sir.

I mean, I appreciate this.

I didn't know what you'd think when I...
Sweetheart, you know your boy's got a

job here with me.

Well... Here, let me help you with that.
Oh, I can... Let me help.

Is that going to be too tight?

No.

Yes, sir.

Coffee, please.

Are you Miss Hallett?

Yep. I'm Inspector Erskine with the FBI.

Boy, you guys never quit, do you?

Look, I know my rights, and I don't have
to talk to you.

No, you don't, but you do have to bring
me some cream.

What are you guys trying to do, get me
fired or something?

And some sugar, please.

Perhaps a spoon.

Okay, buddy, what do you want?

I want to talk to you about the Kimberly
bank robbery.

I didn't do it. Anything else?

How'd you get the dent in your fender?

Parking lot.

Did you report it?

He was insured.

Was anyone with you?

No.

Did you tell anyone about it?

Look, you've already made your arrest.
What more do you want?

Your cooperation.

Oh, will you quit it, please?

Look, I've been over this route before.

Cooperation won't keep me out of a jail
cell.

Lawyers do that.

And appeals do that. And all those
little luxuries cost a lot of money.

Cooperation. Oh, boy.

lawyers, you know.

Look, why don't you guys quit bugging
me?

I've already been booked.

As far as you're concerned, the case is
all over.

Is it?

Well, isn't it?

If you should remember anything else,
you can reach me at this number in

Washington.

Day or night.

Henry. Inspector, good morning. How's
Kelly?

Oh, slow. At least we made a start.

The car wasn't much good to us.

It's been pretty well vacuumed. I think
our best results will come from the

material we found in the bank vault.

Anything interesting?

A couple of items.

A large quantity of animal hairs.

Some grease and oil.

Soil particles.

Pollen.

Miscellaneous fibers.

Sawdust.

Wood shavings.

Ordinary dust.

Large variety of human hair.

And this.

What is it?

We don't know.

I was just going to run it through the
spectrograph.

How much did it go on?

We don't need much.

And those are all the items you found in
the vault?

That's right.

Of course, they all didn't come from the
one subject who actually went in.

Did you find anything at all comparable
in the car?

No, nothing.

So you wouldn't be able to testify
positively that the subject had gotten

car with Miss Hallett?

No, but I wouldn't be able to testify
that he positively hadn't either.

Unfortunately, that car had been cleaned
and vacuumed.

It's a shame she did that, if she's
innocent.

Yeah.

The hospital called. The Kimberly Bank
guard just died.

Yeah, well, when did you hear it?

Was it on the radio or what?

What's the matter, doll?

My girlfriend just called.

You know that guard that was shot in
that bank robbery?

Well, he just died.

She heard it on the news.

Well, won't that make it rougher on you
now?

Doll, look, I... Wait a minute. I want
to talk to Mike.

Nobody's home.

Honey.

Would you like to go up to my apartment
for a while?

Well, I mean, they'll be looking for you
again, won't they?

I don't know, will they?

If he's dead, it's murder.

You know, you need friends.

You need someone to take care of you.

You need a man around the house.

Why don't we go up to my apartment for a
while, huh?

Dick, quit it.

Oh, come on. No, come on.

Look, Dick, I'm going to start screaming
my head off.

Come on.

No, come on.

Yes, yes.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Come on, Dave.

Get out of here.

I tried to call you. That bank guard
just died.

I know, I heard.

What do you think I came after you for?

Look in the back.

My clothes.

I stopped by your place. I grabbed what
I could.

Well,

listen, I can't... They're after you for
murder now, babe.

It's time to cut out.

It's way past time.

Where are we going?

Lloyd Smith's place.

Far? Yeah, as far as you can get from
here.

L .A.

You with me, babe?

I'm with you, love.

All of the miscellaneous fibers we found
in the bank vault have been accounted

for except one of a red cotton thread,
possibly from a shirt.

None of the bank people who were in
there have anything in their wardrobes

of red cotton.

What about that powder you were testing
up there?

Cement. The pollen was ragweed. We also
found some alfalfa chaff, recently

harvested.

The wood shavings were maple.

One of the bank guards makes furniture
for a hobby.

So we cut the wood shavings.

Cut the wood shavings.

The animal hairs were from a dog,
possibly a beagle type.

None of the bank people owns a dog.

The hairs from the one unidentifiable
human were dark, Caucasian.

Got a minute, Lou?

Sure, come in.

Hi, Henry.

Tom, how are you?

I'll be upstairs if you want me.

Thanks, Henry.

I think I'd better fill you in on the
missing bakery truck.

In the first place, I never saw so many
little restaurants and markets on one

street before in my life.

Most of them had a bakery delivery on
Monday, and most of those had

from three or four companies.

I need some more men, Lou.

You got them. As many as you want.

What's this?

Description of the subject.

Nothing.

I need inspiration.

Basil me.

All right.

Caucasian, dark -haired, may keep
beagles.

Lives in an area of grain crops and
pastures.

Somewhere in his possession is a red
cotton jacket or shirt.

Mother's middle name?

Tom, you checked on the girl's
boyfriend, didn't you?

Her boyfriend, singular, Michael James.

Caucasian, dark hair, could keep
beagles. Could have a red cotton jacket.

Leavenworth, two years.

Interstate auto theft.

It's funny how all of it almost adds up.

What doesn't add up?

The lab hasn't been able to come up with
any evidence that the subjects were

ever in Lynn Hallett's car.

Her car was cleaned and vacuumed.

When do you ever know a car washed that
thorough?

Or how could they wipe out everyone's
prints but hers?

No, it's not a good enough case.

Just not enough proof.

Well, if the girl is telling the truth.

Then Daniels is lying.

Or mistaken.

You can't have a confession every time,
Lou.

Erskine.

Blanchard, Inspector.

I'm at Lynn Hallett's house.

She's gone.

You sure?

Yes, sir, I'm sure.

The landlady let us in.

Most of Miss Hallett's clothes are gone.

Try Owen's Cafe.

The proprietor reports that Miss
Hallett's boyfriend beat him up about

minutes ago.

Then he left.

All right, we'll get right on it.

APB on Mike James' car. He and the girl
are taking off.

There's your confession.

I never can tell, can you?

This is Inspector Erskine. Let me speak
to Mr. Ward, please.

Welcome back.

Where you been?

Oh, a bad one,

huh?

I was running down this hallway, and a
blind lady was trying

to grab at me.

Bummer. Old lady justice herself.

Ain't she the blind one, you know, the
statue with the scales?

Yeah.

Babe, what's wrong?

Nothing.

Come over here.

You know a secret?

What? I love you.

I wouldn't do anything that was bad for
you. You know that, don't you?

I know.

You know, justice is fine for the
chicks, you know.

Go to the garden parties, swim in the
fancy pools.

Drag their minks behind them in the
dust, huh?

Yeah.

All right, so when we get the gardens
and when we get the pools and the minks,

then we'll stick around for the
courtroom shenanigans, right?

Right.

You know, you're gonna love L .A.

Mike. Hmm?

What's the job Smith wants you to do?

A heist.

Big one?

Oh, ten, fifteen thousand.

He didn't want to go into it very much
in the letter.

We're going to meet him at a motel. He's
going to fill us in then.

Us?

Yeah, sure.

You were with me all the way. Isn't that
what you said?

Yeah.

That's what I said.

We found part of a letter Mike James
apparently burned just before he left.

Those are blow -ups of some ashes the
lab restored.

Mm -hmm.

This 900 could refer to the zip code Los
Angeles.

4621 looks like an address.

I called the SAC working on it.

This first fragment reads, for a hit.
That could refer to a contract.

Yeah, although James' background seems
to rule that out.

Couldn't... Find any connection with the
syndicate.

He's never been mixed up in anything
bigger than automobile theft.

Any sign of the girl?

Nothing.

Now, what are you thinking?

You ever wish you could take him by the
shoulders or I'd shake some sense into

him?

Tell him to straighten out while I still
have a chance.

I don't think that girl drove the
getaway car.

No? Then why did she leave Kimberly?

That's it.

Now the running starts, and then a real
crime, and then more running.

Complete waste.

Yes? SRA Blanchard on one for Inspector
Erskine.

Yes, Paige?

Inspector, we've located a kennel that
handles beagles about 30 miles north of

here. It's on the edge of an alfalfa
field.

The owner's got a record for armed
robbery.

His name's Jack Alice.

I'm on my way.

Art, if they should pick up the girl
before they get to Los Angeles... I'll

you know.

How do you feel?

Tired. Why don't you pull over? I'll
take the wheel.

It's not the driving that's wearing me
out.

You know, we're only about 30 more
miles. We're getting close.

Yeah, we sure are.

Hey, look, now we're there.

What do you want?

We made it all the way across country.

You might say we ran all the way across
country.

What's the difference?

I just got started thinking.

Come on, babe.

Not babe, not now, Mike, please.

Oh.

Let me ask you something.

Just who else have you got?

Nobody. Did you have to remind me?

Forget I said that.

It's true.

They all ran.

My old man.

Never knew my mother, so that hardly
even counts.

But my dad and my brothers.

Every time things started getting a bit
rough, you could always depend on them.

Stuck out.

You can count on me, babe.

That's not the point, lover.

I never ran.

No matter what happened, I stayed.

Before all this happened, I had a house,
I had a job, car.

All right.

So you had all those things and you left
them behind.

But, Benny, you couldn't help it. It
wasn't your fault. You had to.

That was my family's argument.

Nothing was ever their fault.

And since it wasn't their fault, well,
why not bug out? Change the scene.

Don't you see?

It's like all my life I was saying they
were wrong.

No, I'm saying they were right.

Why don't you pull over and I'll take us
into Angel Town.

Sure, love.

I still don't see why we couldn't meet
him at his house.

What's he afraid of? We'd lower the tone
of the neighborhood?

Come on, babe.

The office is over there.

We don't need the office. He told us
he'd meet us at number seven.

How's the lovin' with kid?

He always talk like that?

Well, you know, man, he watches a lot of
TV.

He's your smart -mouthed friend.

Oh, Lloyd, this is Lynn. Call her Babe.
Babe?

Lloyd Smith.

I told you to come here alone.

Oh, Lloyd, this is my chick.

I don't care who she is, man. Get rid of
her.

Well, one thing's for sure, lover. You
do know some suave types.

You hear me?

Yeah.

Come on, babe.

Not you, her.

Yeah, well, we're a matched pair. You
see, we go together. That's our problem.

I'll see you around, pal.

Now, wait a minute.

Come on, Mike.

We're all tensed up, right?

If you like the girl, keep the girl.

I mean, I asked you to come all the way
out here. It's up to me to help you make

a buck, huh?

You're all heart, man.

Don't push me, babe.

Will you quit it?

Up to you to help him make a buck. Oh,
come on now.

Just by the way, you don't happen to
need to face the L .A. police haven't

yet. And it just couldn't be.

That you planned this boost and you
couldn't get anybody to help you out at

last minute.

Oh,

you've got a real beauty here, a lovely
child.

Come on, Mike, let's leave.

So,

is it a deal?

The three of us?

Yeah, it's a deal.

Let me give you some advice, lady.

You watch that smart mouth of yours.

You're not playing jacks with the kids
down the block now.

You're running with grown -ups, and
don't you forget it.

Inspector, this is Mr. Ellis.

I showed him our search warrant, and
I've explained his rights.

Oh, I don't care anything about that
stuff, Inspector.

I haven't got anything to hide from you
guys.

You interested in beagles?

In a way.

Got some good stock here.

You did a good deal.

You know this woman?

No.

Why?

Where were you on August 14th?

Let me see.

Was that Sunday?

Monday.

Oh, right here.

You'd have witnesses to back you up?

Naturally. Can we have their names,
please?

Well, there's a Miss Sally Esten and a
friend of mine by the name of Larry

Strump. S -T -R -U -M?

Yeah. That's a nice red shirt you've got
there. What is that, nylon?

Cut.

There's something on it.

Oh.

That's cement. I was filling in the
cracks in the back wall.

That's not a federal crime, is it?

We'd like to search your house and
grounds now.

Would that upset you in any way?

Search for what?

Shotgun, a pistol, $93 ,000 in cash and
securities.

You've got to be putting me on.

Do I look like it?

I'm going to call my lawyer.

You do that.

Well, I found the bakery truck.

Good. The driver's going to bring it
into the Kimberly garage.

Henry's on his way down to look for a
paint transfer now. We have a problem.

What problem?

Well, the driver noticed the scratches
when he took it into his warehouse.

So he repainted the bumper.

Paint we got from the truck bumper looks
like this. It seems to be enamel.

And this is a gas chromatograph chart of
paint we took from the right rear

fender of Lynn Hallett's car.

I can't tell, do they match?

There's a lot of similarity.

On the other hand, I couldn't go into
court with what we do have.

Could the repainting have wiped the
transfer out altogether, Henry?

Well, there's always that chance.

We'll have to analyze all the known
repaintings, including the original one,

see what we come up with.

How long will that take?

A while, I'm afraid.

But we're handling it as a special.

Vector graphic unit, hand over.

Yes, hold it.

It's the special agent in Los Angeles.

Brian, what have you got?

There's a Lloyd Smith at 4621 Waverly
Drive, Lou.

Served eight years in Leavenworth. Grand
theft.

Interstate transportation of stolen
property.

Released when?

Uh, 65.

As a matter of fact, we've been looking
for Smith as a parole violator for over

a month now.

All right. Discreet surveillance.

I'll be out in the next jet.

Well, the letter fragments we found
mentioned $10 ,000.

A couple of other interesting words.

Office, hit, and box.

Suggest anything?

Box office?

Broadway show?

Any big hits in your town?

Yeah, one.

The Long Beach Auditorium.

Tremendous advance sale.

As a matter of fact, there might be $10
,000 in the box office on any given

weekend. Better alert the Long Beach
police.

Right. You have mug shots of James and
the girl?

Yes, we have.

All right, I'll see you in a couple of
hours.

Try to hurry it up, Henry.

In case she is innocent.

This is the key to the whole operation.

Oh, I never got to wear this. You wear
it.

I wouldn't love it. It ain't your color.

Well, the box offices are locked.

You go up with a written message, you
knock, they open the door, and we're in.

Easy. What about you?

What'll you be doing all this time,
watching the show?

Oh, come on, babe.

I'll be in the ticket line, sweetheart,
with the other gun.

The other gun?

Oh, hey, Lloyd.

I don't have a gun.

We've got one now.

Good, thank you.

Yes? Inspector Erskine is here.

Oh, good. Ask him to come in.

And get Washington back for me now,
would you please?

Oh, Brian.

Sorry I couldn't meet you at the airport
myself.

But things have been happening pretty
fast around here.

Any leads on James and the girl? No, not
yet.

Smith finally showed up at the Waverly
address, though. Alone.

Surveillance reports he left there again
about 20 minutes ago.

What was his general direction?

Long Beach.

I also alerted the auditorium officials
as soon as I got your call.

I told them we had nothing definite to
go on, but they decided to increase

security anyway just to be on the safe
side.

Yes? Your Washington call is ready now.

Oh, thank you.

This is for you, Lou. It's Colby. He
asked us to contact him as soon as you

in.

Tom.

Yeah, Lou, we're at the Alice farm.

We found the money and the weapons
buried in the Beagle's exercise yard.

What does Alice have to say about that?

Well, he just can't imagine how they got
there.

Somebody's trying to frame him.

Have you heard from Henry on the paint
transfer?

He's found it. He's trying to match it
with samples from the automotive paint

file. Good. Is Blanchard there?

Yes, sir.

Page?

Yes, Inspector.

Page, how do Alice's two witnesses check
out?

We haven't located them yet.

When you find the woman, ask Mr. Daniels
to take a look at her.

Right. Lou?

Hold on.

Surveillance reports that Smith is
parked near the auditorium. They get the

impression he's waiting for someone.

Page, I'm on my way to Long Beach. If
you get anything, call me there.

It's a quarter after.

He's going to wonder what happened to
us. I thought I told you to hurry.

Oh, don't worry. He'll wait.

Old eyesides wouldn't rob a piggy bank
alone.

This is a big one for me, too. You ain't
making it any easier, babe.

Maybe it's too big.

No. No, we're going to make our start
right now so we can get out of the

We don't have too many chances.

This is a chance?

You'd rather pick up ten years for a
bank robbery you didn't commit?

This is a jungle, babe.

The establishment ain't going to worry
about you or me.

When are you ever going to learn that?

That's it.

The truck was hit by a 1963 model.

1963? You're certain?

Yes, sir.

Miss Hallett's was a 62.

Ward, Hallett's just signed a statement
implicating both Strum and the S.

Glenn Howitt's completely in a clear.

All right.

Yes, this is Ward.

I want to talk to the agent in charge,
Los Angeles.

Okay. You drive once around the block
and then come back here, all right?

Lover, I can't.

I'm sorry.

I thought I could, but I can't.

Take me home.

To where, the motel?

No, to Kimberly.

No!

But, Mike, I have to do this. Oh, yeah,
well, I have to do this, too, babe. But

it's not the way out.

Well, it is for me.

Mike.

Listen, go for a walk.

Think about it.

What about the car?

Park it here. Leave the motor running.
I'll go in and tell Lloyd what happened.

He wants to cancel out fine.

If he still wants to go ahead, we'll go.

L .A. 1.

L .A. 1, go ahead.

Message for Inspector Erskine.

This is Erskine.

Message follows.

Lab examination plus Alice. Confession
clears Lynn Haller. Message ends.

Ward.

Thank you.

Let's arrest Smith on the parole
violation charge.

Push around around Ohio.

Where's the car?

About a half a block down. The motor's
running.

All right, Lou.

Lloyd?

FBI, Smith. There we were.

She turned herself in to the police.

Then when can I see him?

He's being booked on a state charge.

Conspiracy to commit armed robbery.

I can give you the name of the lawyer
the court appointed for him.

I talked to the U .S. attorney. He tells
me all the charges against you have

been dropped.

So you're free. Then I don't have to go
back at all.

Not unless you want to.

No.

Well, um, I think I'll stick around and
see how Mike does.

Do you have any friends in Los Angeles?

Not that you'd call friends.

I have a sister that lives in Glendale.

We never did see eye to eye.

Maybe I'll sponge off her for a while.

It might do her some good.

Hey, do you think I could sue that idiot
Daniels for defamation of character or

something?

Oh, I wouldn't be too hard on him. Maybe
he's nearsighted.

Anyway, he meant well.

Jack Ellis, Lawrence Strum, and Sally
Esten were convicted of armed robbery

the murder of the bank guard and are
serving life terms in federal

penitentiaries. Michael James, found
guilty in state court of conspiracy to

commit armed robbery, is currently in
prison in California.

Lloyd Smith was returned to the federal
penitentiary. The state charge against

him is still pending.

Thank you.