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Now, about your friends.

Have you met anybody since you've been here in Wilmington that you like?

Yeah, a couple of guys.

At the plant?

At the plant, around, you know.

Solid citizens, are they?

Mr. Warren, I wouldn't take up with a jaywalker at this point.

I know the parole rules.

Were you going out, John?

No, I just got in when you knocked. I'd been down cashing my check.

Well, why don't you take off your coat and relax? Now go on.

How do you

like your new job?

Well, Mr. Warren, tell you the truth.

I think I'm up to something a little better than pushing crates.

Why complain?

It's a living.

As you know, a lot of places won't give an ex -con the time of day.

Yes, I know.

Well, that's about all I need.

You're doing fine, John.

I know how tough it is on a man the first three months after he comes out of

prison.

But if you need anything like advice or sympathy, why don't you try calling your

friendly neighborhood parole officer?

Thank you. I'll do that.

What did he get to lose?

Oh, that's the closet.

Mr. Warren, that's the door out.

Good night, John. All right. Thanks again. Mm -hmm.

Well, you heard him, friend.

I'm doing fine.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Runnell.

With guest stars J .D. Cannon.

Ronnie Howard.

Jan Shepard.

Tonight's episode.

The Runaways

John

Graham Evans, bank robber

and parolee from a federal penitentiary, was to become one of the nation's ten

most wanted criminals.

The unidentified man found in his room had been strangled, and Evans was

declared a parole violator and murder suspect.

FBI assistance in locating him was requested by the United States Board of

Parole in Washington, D .C.

Oh, Lewis.

May I speak to you for a minute?

Do you remember a bank robber named John Evans?

Yeah, why?

He was released two months ago.

Well, this parole board just called. Looks like he strangled a man in

Wilmington. When?

Between 8 .30 and 9 this evening.

Hotel manager said he saw him come in with the victim about 8 .25.

9 .03, he had another visitor.

A man named Warren, who just happens to be his parole officer.

Warren stayed with him until 9 .15 when he left, and Evans followed him out just

a minute later.

The maid found the body in the closet.

So what about motive?

Did anyone hear a fight?

No, not a thing. And it doesn't seem to have been robbery, because Evans told

the parole officer he'd been down cashing his check that evening, and

$44 in the victim's wallet.

But I know Evans.

He wouldn't pass up a dime unless he saw 15 cents further on.

I've talked to the director already.

Evans' name will go on the end most wanted list tomorrow, but you're

the cases of now.

All right.

Call the resident agent.

I'm going to start a neighborhood search with emphasis on any place in my cash

payroll checks.

Don't you hear so well?

Morning, Lewis.

Oh, hello, Art.

Anything new on Evans?

Not yet, but we have an ident on the victim.

Paul Endicott. Four arrests for major robberies, two convictions.

Art, I wonder if this murder isn't part of a pattern.

What kind of a pattern?

Well, Evans killed his last partner after using him as an informant and leg

It's a bank alone.

Now you think there's another bank in the opening? Another bank, another hall,

something. Seems like a long reach.

I wonder.

There's nothing in the record about a prior connection between them.

Endicott wasn't killed for money.

Yet Evans took him to his room, murdered him, and left him there.

Excuse me, Mr. Ward.

Two calls from Wilmington.

The railroad police found one of their watchmen stretched out along the tracks

with a fractured skull.

He was able to make a positive identification of the man who struck

however.

Evans?

Yeah, he got shot off, thinks he hit him. No trace of Evans in the area, so,

uh...

Evidently, he hopped one of the outgoing freights.

Anything else?

Agent searching the neighborhood located a gas station attendant who said Evans

and two other men were in his place last night around 8 o 'clock.

He identified the dead man from photos as one of those two men.

He heard them talking about a heist but thought they were joking.

All right, then.

Make it a special.

You got three seconds to get out.

One, two, three.

I'm going. Give me a minute.

Are you Mr. Post?

That's right.

We're with the FBI. My name's Erskine. This is Mr. Colby.

Yes, sir?

Mr. Post, I understand you cashed a check last night for John Evans.

Yeah, well, but I told the other agents all about that.

Your impression was that Evans and the murdered man hadn't known each other

before.

Yeah, that's right. This third fellow introduced him.

Evans and this third man, they were friends.

Yeah, he and Evans met here first.

Evans cashed his check.

Then they went over and got a couple of soda puffs out of the case.

The fellow with Evans made a phone call and ten minutes later in walked...

Endicott? Yeah, Endicott. That's right.

Endicott. I was in the back then. I overheard Endicott speaking about a

He said it'd be a big enough score to retire on.

Then he and Evans took off and that's the last I saw of him. Would you look

through these photographs, please?

Take out any you see that resemble the man who introduced Evans in etiquette.

I don't think I'll be able to recognize him.

We'll try.

It might be one of

those three guys.

What about distinguishing marks or accent?

None.

And did you notice his car?

Did he walk?

Neither.

He, uh, he had a bike.

A motorcycle.

Thanks very much, Mr. Post.

750 North Soccer.

Where have you been?

At the store.

Hey, what are you doing, Bob? Taking a walk?

Daddy.

Here.

You know him.

I brought him home for a beer Saturday. I met him at the Rainbow Room.

Yeah, well... I was with him last night. Him and Indicott, the guy he killed.

Scott.

It was earlier, earlier.

I had nothing to do with it.

Look, will you go pack? But don't take everything you own.

Are you out of your mind? Go pack! Mildred, now listen.

You can come with me or you can stay here, but I'm not going to get involved

this business.

Scott, you just stop this and you tell me what happened.

I introduced him. That's what happened.

I met Evans at a gas station over on Spring Street.

And we started talking about Paul Indicott.

Well, who's he?

Oh, you don't know him. He's a guy I went to school with.

Anyway, he'd just done some time and he couldn't get a job. So I thought maybe

Evans could get him on at the factory where he works.

Well, I called Paul to tell him to go over and meet him.

They got along real great.

Only Paul didn't care about a job, because he heard about a family in

Pennsylvania that had a whole lot of cash and a wall safe and a den.

Oh.

He said there was four of them.

Parents and two kids, and it would be a cinch to hit.

But he needed a partner, so he asked Evans.

All right.

You know what you're going to do? You're going to phone the police.

Oh, Mildred, grow up. With my record... No, the family. Do you remember their

name? Yes.

I got it.

Sonny, you give me back my gun.

You gonna give it back or will I have to report you to the cops?

You don't think I do, huh?

No.

You don't bluff easy either, do you?

How's your arm?

Burning up.

You know, you ought to have that cleaned out.

I never met you before, did I, boy?

Any of your kin ever served time?

Of course not.

Listen, don't knock it. It's not so bad.

Especially at your age.

You were in jail when you were my age?

What'd you do?

I robbed a store.

Yeah?

Yeah, then I went to Mexico.

Sneaked under the fence at Tijuana.

Hits the ride down to La Paz.

I helped run a fishing boat.

Yeah, that's the life, boy.

Nobody to bug you, tell you do this, do that.

The sunshine, the blue water.

Man, that's really great.

Hey, boy.

You running away?

me some more about Mexico.

Hey, maybe I can do better than that.

Yeah.

Look, I'm going to level with you, boy.

You see, I was picked up on a phony rap, so I lowered the boom on all these cops

and I cut out.

One of them got in a lucky shot.

I know a family that'll help me in a little town up here a ways called Keats.

You know it?

Yeah, sure.

Say, boy, you wouldn't have a cigarette, would you?

No.

Well, anyway, what I'm going to need is a partner.

Somebody to buy me some stuff for my arm, get a car, you know.

When I finish my business in Keats, my... Maybe we'll both go to Mexico.

What do you say?

Now what? Where are we?

Looks like we're past Chick, Shani.

On past Benton.

ways. Give me a chance.

How far is this case?

About 20 or 30 miles.

Any place around here I can rest up, get my arm fixed?

Well, there are the banded mines all through there.

Well, what do you say, boy, you with me?

Whether it be Mexico or Dullesville.

You okay?

I finally remembered who you remind me of.

Who?

Me.

It's Cole.

All right, thanks very much. If anything does develop, you can reach me here at

the hospital.

Has he had a surgery yet? His wife's with him.

He'll make it, but the doctor thinks it'll be a couple of days before we can

talk to him.

Some train crew reports have begun to come in.

Best bet so far is one from New York City. A man Evan's size was seen running

from a boxcar in the Brooklyn area.

Mr. Scott.

Mr. Scott, believe me, I don't like to press you at a time like this, but it's

extremely urgent.

Can you tell me anything about the meeting your husband had with John

Why would he run off that way?

What did he have to gain?

Perhaps he just panicked. Mrs. Scott, it happens.

I thought you'd accuse him of being in on the murder with Evans.

Why?

Because he'd arranged for the two men to meet at the gas station?

Anika was a known thief, Mrs. Scott.

Is that why Evans wanted to meet him?

I guess that's what he finally decided. Anyway, that's what he was afraid of.

Well, what happened to make him feel that way?

Talk. They talked about...

A wall safe.

About robbing a family, two kids.

Where?

I don't know. I just can't remember.

I've been trying to think. Was it Brooklyn?

No, it's Pennsylvania.

Where in Pennsylvania?

I don't know.

Can you think of the name of the family?

Oh, please.

I'm so tired. I just can't talk anymore.

I'm sorry.

Here's the Pennsylvania report, Lou.

Brakeman was head over the head when he was trying to get a young teenage boy

off a boxcar.

30 miles east of Benton.

He was struck from behind. He can't describe his assailants.

Do we have the boy's description?

Yes, sir. I think I have it right here.

We'll see that it's circulated in missing persons in every town along the

sir. And let me know the minute you hear anything on the other leads. All right.

Well, the billet went on through anyway. That's something.

Yeah.

Hurt?

It, uh, tickled a little, yeah.

You do that pretty good, boy.

Where'd you learn?

Out of my pa's book.

Oh?

Are you a doctor?

No. A farmer.

But he had this book on first aid.

We used to come to these mountains all the time to hunt and fish.

He'd always have that book along.

He'd got a big bang out of that fishing you did in Mexico.

Well, maybe we ought to take him along with us.

Well, he caught a cold year before last, and it turned into pneumonia.

He's dead.

to you and your ma, huh?

No.

Just me.

Old lady peeled out when I was little.

She... She took off with some neighbor fella.

You got a real sweet hand in that deal, didn't you?

Well, my uncle and aunt took me.

I've been living there with them.

Listen, there's a couple of farms and a campground down below.

I'm gonna go see if I can get us something to eat.

Hey.

Well, I don't even know your name, boy.

Oh, it's... It's Jess Dworkin.

Hiya, Jess.

I'm Johnny.

Hi.

Uh, Jess.

It ain't that I don't trust you, but... Anybody was to ask you if you saw

anybody look like me.

you don't have to worry about it cops probably want me more than they want you

johnny oh is that right you asked me before why i was running away

well i got in a fight with my cousin i hurt him bad

i'm afraid i might have killed him

No, that's the only picture of him that we've got.

My boy Gene took it the day before Jess whacked him. Oh, Mr. Orkin is my

partner, Mr. Colby.

Howdy. Hello, Mr. Orkin.

Any luck?

Mr. Orkin reported his nephew missing this morning. His description matches

Bregman's. You know, I took the boy in when my brother died.

The thanks I get.

I don't know what I'm talking about. I didn't want no thanks.

I couldn't be with him, but...

Like his dad always was.

My wife and me, we got six kids of our own.

I'm sorry Jeff's run off.

Guess he thought he killed Gene.

But Gene's all right now?

Got a head like a block of marble.

Like me.

Oh, he's all right. His face has swelled up some.

He had it coming. He started it.

Look, you tell Jess nobody's gonna wail him for that. Just come on home.

If you can find him.

Well, we may have a lead on that.

Got a call a few minutes ago that a farmhouse in the hills east of Benton

burglarized late this afternoon.

Thief got away, but the farmer got a good look at him.

Seems he's a famed boy.

What was he after?

Food. A few other items are missing.

Antiseptic towels, aspirin.

Jeff, familiar with that country?

You mean out east of Benton?

Oh, yeah. Him and his dad, they hunted all through them hills.

Do you know of any particular campground they might have had?

Well, they always went to the same one.

I wonder if you could come with us and point out the place.

No.

No, I can't get away. I'm too busy.

Sure.

Let me tell my wife.

You got one of the finest qualities a thief can have.

Taste.

How'd you know that was my brand of shaving cream?

I don't know.

You ever use it?

No, I don't shave.

Come on, you're kidding.

No.

You figure I should?

Well, I mean, that's up to you.

There's the razor.

She's all yours.

Well, I want to look right.

Sure, sure.

How's your arm?

Well, between the antiseptic and the clean bandage and the whiskey, well, I

feel like I could go about ten rounds.

I hereby nominate you, Doctor, a medical hocus -pocus caveman division.

Yeah, you know, it ain't bad up here.

Next time, you call the valet and tell him we want hot water.

My pa and I used to go to the camp.

They got hot water there.

Matter of fact.

Yeah?

Telephones?

Telephones, too.

Doesn't that hurt?

Yes, sir, it does.

But I don't want her stiffening up on me.

That arm's got to help take me clear to Mexico after I see my friends in Keats.

Are you really going?

Oh, absolutely.

And I'm going to buy me a fishing boat.

And maybe hire one of those Mexican girls to cook for me.

And you, do you like the idea?

Well, sure, we wouldn't want to cook for ourselves.

No.

Well, let's eat.

What's that?

Tip for the waiter?

Oh, that's telephone money.

Why don't you do me a favor?

I want you to go down to that camp when it gets dark and look up the number of a

family named Shermer in Keats.

Now, you call them, but don't tell them it's for me or who you are.

I just want to find out if they're home. They're old friends of mine. I want to

surprise them.

These friends of yours going to help us get to Mexico?

That's right.

I'll get it, dear. It's probably for me.

Hello? Hello?

Is this Mrs. Shermer? Yes.

Well, I was just wondering if you and your husband were going to be home

tonight.

I'm selling magazines.

Well, yes, we are going to be home, but we're really not interested. We have too

many now.

It's some boy magazine.

Here.

You don't know how to say no.

We don't want any.

See? You're so masterful.

Okay, girls, come on. Let's go to bed.

Now, I bet he comes by anyway.

He won't get anything out of me.

to strike negotiation.

Meanwhile, on the local news front, the search for escaped killer John Evans

continues. Evans, believed to be in the company of 14 -year -old Jess Orkin, is

wanted for the murder of Paul Endicott of Wilmington. Evans is armed and

extremely dangerous.

Any information as to the whereabouts of this man should be reported to the FBI.

Campground. Go ahead.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, this is it.

You know, me and Gene come out here with my brother and Jess three, four years

ago.

It's good hunting up there. It's small game, mostly.

Rabbits and squirrels, but there's some foxes. The boys familiar with those

hills? Sure is.

Gene said that Jess knowed every cave and every abandoned coal mine.

How many of those are there, Mr. Orkin, at a guess?

Oh, a couple of hundred.

Do you think he might be holed up in one?

I think there's a good chance of it.

What do you mean to do?

It'd take forever to check them all.

Lou? Excuse me.

According to information from the ranger, there's been a very slow season

because of drought.

There are only four parties currently on the grounds. None of them include a 14

-year -old boy.

Drought, huh?

A bad one, it seems.

A couple of lakes went dry.

There's some water around, but none of it's drinkable. The only drinking water

is in the campground well.

All right, I want a surveillance on every farmhouse in the area, including

one he robbed.

Tell him we'll stake out the campgrounds and start a search of the hills at

daylight.

Mister, I sure don't want to tell you your business, but even with the army

searching, you're not going to find all them caves.

You're a hunter.

How do you go about catching a fox? Well, I don't just go looking for his

I'll tell you that much.

I set him a trap where he gets his food and his drink.

So do we, Mr. Orkin.

Jess! Yeah?

Where the blazes you been, boy?

I begin to think you ran out on me.

No.

Did you make the call?

Yeah. They be home?

Mm -hmm.

Can I help?

Can't be helped.

I thought that's what you wanted.

No, I didn't. It doesn't matter.

Hey, boy.

What's eating you?

Nothing. Oh, come on, come on.

Is your last name Evans?

What'd you do, see a newspaper?

I heard a radio.

Okay, so now you know.

Why'd you have to kill that guy?

Because he wanted to rob me.

Now, I'm not about to apologize, Jess.

He was a thief and a murderer.

He'd have killed me if he could.

You mean it was sort of like my cousin and me. A fight you couldn't back off

from. Same thing.

Okay. Good.

Now, about a car.

You ready to go?

Ready as I'll ever be.

Well, there's a road a few miles north.

We could probably hitch a ride there.

Yeah.

Jess, this is something I have to do alone.

But I'll be back for you in four or five days.

Four.

You'll never find this place again.

All my friends will lend me a car.

And after sunup, on the fourth day, I'll drive back down that same road.

You'll be there.

I'll pick you up, we head for Mexico.

You got enough food here for a week?

Now you just sit tight, and you think about that fishing boat, huh?

Okay.

Thanks, buddy.

Hello, Jess.

Jess!

It's all right.

Do you know Gene's okay?

No. Yes, yes, he is.

You give him one bold brute of a headache, but, you know, you learn him a

lesson, too. That's one boy's going to think twice before he picks on you

We're with the FBI, Jess.

We're looking for John Evans.

I never heard of him. Jess, that man come here to rob a family, he may

kill them all.

Where is he, Jess?

I told you I don't know any John Evans.

He strangled a man in Wilmington.

Did he tell you about that?

And he's killed before, too, Jess. There was two other partners that they know

of. What do you call robbing a man?

Robbing a man?

That guy in Wilmington tried to rob him. Johnny caught him and... No, no, Jess.

That man heard that a family around here kept some money in a wall safe.

He told Evans about it, and Evans killed him to keep him quiet.

It's all right here in the paper, Jess. Go ahead.

Where is he?

Did he mention this family to you?

They were his friends.

Now use your head, boy.

Evans is the next convict.

We have the names and addresses of everyone he's been close to for the past

years.

If these people were friends of his, don't you think we'd already be there?

They've got two children. We know that much about them. And we know that Evans

has a gun.

Help us, Chaz. Tell us where he is.

He's gone.

Where?

Keats.

He had me call him to see if they were going to be home.

And were they?

What's their name?

Shermer.

Alert the local agents.

Hey, what's going on? Hold it.

Open it.

But there's nothing in there except blueprints. I said open it.

Unit 2 to campground.

Campgrounds, go ahead.

Inspector, the house appears quiet.

No light except in a rear room. Might be a den.

Check it thoroughly.

If Evans is in there... Use your own judgment.

Yes, sir. Too clear.

Empty it. It is empty. This is what I use it for, my drawings. I'm an

Drop the gun, Evans.

FBI.

Alex?

Freeze, lady.

Over by the window.

You outside, back off.

Anybody make one wrong move, it's the end of her.

Where are your car keys?

In the hall.

Please.

Don't hurt her that'll be up to you buddy and you

Carl

he's got the woman with him

You drive. Yes.

Get in. It's locked.

Open it.

Unit 2 to campground.

Campground, go ahead.

Evans was here.

He was shot and disarmed.

The family's unhurt.

Thank you.

Campground clear.

Well, Jess, hello.

Mr. Hawkins. We called downtown, Inspector, but they told us that you was

here with Evans.

Is he all right?

He will be.

He's coming up to surgery in a few minutes.

Well, we don't want to bother you none, Mr. Hershkin, but Jess here, he wants to

thank you for what you've done for him.

Jess, you realize you'll still have to face charges for breaking and entering?

Yes, sir.

Hey, Jess.

Are you going to come back for me?

Boy, are you kidding?

John Graham Evans was found guilty of the murder of Paul Endicott and

to death.

Because Jess Orkin had no prior arrest record, the state charges against him

were dismissed and he was released to the custody of his uncle.