All language subtitles for The FBI s04e18 Caesars Wife

Oh.

Monroe, United States Embassy.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production starring
Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, William
Reynolds, with guest stars

Claudine Lange, Russell Johnson, and
special guest

star Michael Rennie.

Tonight's episode, Caesar's Wife.

A British soldier of fortune named Mason
had died trying to deliver a message to

the United States Embassy in Paris.

The contents of the message were turned
over at once to the FBI's liaison

representative in Paris, Jeffrey Monroe.

Within minutes, Monroe was on the phone
to Bureau headquarters in Washington, D

.C.

Well, it was torn from last Sunday's
paper.

The girl in the photo is a young woman
named Danielle Chabrol.

She's age 24, unmarried.

Nightclubs?

Ballet. Was Mason acquainted with her,
Jeff?

Personally? No, I don't think so.

At least he never mentioned it.

By the way, who was Mason working for
this year?

One of the Iron Curtain countries.

Code Green general staff.

My understanding is that he was hired
mainly to help them reorganize their

The rumor is that the Code Green premier
intends to make a very large move in

the near future.

A final break with Moscow?

We don't know, but we don't think Moscow
will let them get away with anything.

You mean a token show of troops?

It might be a lot more than that.

What was Mason's opinion of all this?

He thought the Reds were bluffing, that
they wouldn't actually make a decision

until they knew exactly what the United
States and her allies would do if they

decided to invade.

That's ridiculous.

There aren't a half a dozen men in the
world who would have the answer to a

question like that.

Jeff, about the words on the paper.

Yes?

Could the second one have been...

Yes,

it could.

Assignment Reverson.

Reverson, that's right. He was there,
wasn't he?

Envoy Extraordinary to the Code Green
peace talks?

Who would know more about United States
policy in this area than the man who

helped form it?

But Reverson's retired, isn't he?

I remember talking to him here in Paris
last year after his wife died.

He said he bought a home near...

I assume he could have met Miss Chabot
in Paris.

Oh, yes, she would have moved in those
circles.

But if she is a spy, would the Reds
expect a man of Eric Reverson's

to fall for a slip of a girl like this?

How old was Cleopatra when she met
Caesar?

That's a point.

Colby's in San Francisco. I could have
him fly to Honolulu tomorrow.

Lou? Yes, Jeff?

Better have him start tonight.

The Paris police have finally located
Miss Chabrol. She left Paris by jet

For Honolulu.

It is disconcerting, isn't it?

To have one's invitation actually taken
up.

Nonsense, Danielle, that's ridiculous.

I'd never have forgiven you if you
hadn't called me.

I'm not going to bother you, Eric.

I'm on my way to Tahiti.

When, right now?

No, in a couple of days.

Then it's all settled, you're coming out
here.

That's all there is to it.

I have a private beach, a boat, you can
go sailing.

I'm very anxious to see you.

I must say I've remembered our talks
with a great deal of pleasure.

Well, that's very nice of you.

I have a car in town right now. I'll
have him pick you up.

And thank you very much for calling.

Thank you for remembering.

Well, how was the surfing?

Fine.

Who is that?

That was a young woman I saw something
of when I was in Paris.

Miss Chabrot.

Danielle?

Yes, you know her?

Yeah.

I saw her a couple of times, too.

She's a most unusual young woman, isn't
she?

I must say, I can't remember one of her.

Hey, Dad.

Where did you ever meet such a wild
chick?

Wild?

You sure we're talking about the same
girl?

I always thought she was so gentle, so
sensible.

Hi, Danielle.

Thank you, Victor.

Well, how nice.

Surprised to see me?

Well, I assume you were in New York.

I thought you had a job there with one
of the banks or something.

No, I have a two -week vacation. I just
got here yesterday.

I see.

Well, that's wonderful, isn't it?

Shouldn't we go inside?

No.

He's over by the pool.

Come on.

That's very complicated.

But in the end, I felt I had no
alternative.

Hello, Eric.

Have I changed that much?

You look just the same.

Yes, you've changed.

You're more beautiful.

Welcome to the island.

You've met Glenn. This is Jim Kellogg.
How do you do?

He has the place next to mine. As a
matter of fact, he helped me find this

How do you do?

Will you have a drink?

Oh, no, thank you.

Well, the sun is going down, and I'd
love to see your place before it gets

Well, there'll be plenty of time for
that tomorrow.

Will you be staying out here with us,
Miss Chabrot?

Oh, it's Daniel.

And no, I won't.

We'll see about that.

Eric, I have a lovely home at the hotel.

We'll see about that. Come on.

Excuse us.

Well. I've known your father for ten
years, but I must say, I don't think

ever seen him look quite so... No,
neither have I, and I've known him all

life.

Lenny is over 21. Let him have his fun.

He can take care of himself.

Yeah, I wonder.

What do you mean?

I know Danielle, Jim. I know how
charming she can be, but there's

phony about this.

I think you're wrong.

In any event, I don't know how you'd
prove it.

Neither do I.

But I'm going to find out what's going
on around here.

Hello I

Miss

your bro's plane landed yesterday about
two hours after mine

Anyone meet her?

Well, no one we could spot.

Took a cab to the hotel, went straight
to her room and stayed there until

Reverson's chauffeur picked her up and
took her to the Reverson home for a

dinner party.

There was several other guests there.
We're doing a background check on them

now.

This morning, she checked out of the
hotel and moved into a small cottage on

grounds of the Reverson estate, which
kind of shook up Reverson's friends, his

female friends in particular.

The consensus is she's a fortune hunter,
and none of them believe her story.

Which is?

She says she's on her way to Tahiti to
visit a thick ant.

And guess what?

She has an ant in Tahiti who is ill, and
she is expecting Miss Chabrol.

So we're not exactly dealing with
children, are we?

Sounds very cool and very professional.

Not very innocent.

We really don't know what Mason
intended.

We have no proof she's a spy.

Let's see if we can't find something.

How?

We'll have to meet the girl first.

What's her cover?

A writer doing a story for Now magazine.
You know, I was thinking I might tell

her I may have stumbled on something in
Paris.

Well, let's say that a man staying at
the Hotel Lambert tried to sell me a

on a man named...

Anything.

Monsieur Lenoir.

If she's as innocent as she appears, it
won't bother her.

If she tries to check up on him, at
least we'll know where we stand.

You're going to have to wrap it in a
very authentic background. As you said,

this appears to be a very bright girl.

You better call Monroe.

Tell him I want the name of the top red
espionage agent currently known to be in

Paris. His codename, alias...

Address, occupation, whatever they can
get.

Have them ask the Paris police to put
him under surveillance.

If he inquires about Monsieur Lenoir at
the Lambert, have them notify us

immediately.

Yes, sir.

Any other guests staying with Reviton?
Just his son, Glenn.

How does he feel about this girl?

He's reported to be openly antagonistic.

Does he have any special interest?

Yeah, he's a surfer.

I know what his favorite beach is.

So one of them finally got to you, huh?

Which one?

A little witch with a very difficult
hair.

Oh, our charming Mrs. Peabody.

I wonder what makes her so hateful.

She's been on horse.

She doesn't like that.

The fact is, you've entered the
tournament of the islands, Danielle.

And since you're so clearly winning,
you've got to expect a little

When did you meet him?

Before or after me?

What does it matter?

Well, then how did you meet him? Maybe
you can tell me that.

Didn't he tell you?

No.

It was at a party in Paris.

Very much like this one.

He and I seemed to be the only ones who
were not laughing.

I was in the library all alone and he
asked me what was wrong.

I told him.

And what was wrong?

Everything had broken loose.

So I feared him and he feared me.

His wife had died a few months before.

My mother.

He was very nice.

He helped me to get over a very rough
time.

Yes, he's a very rich man.

There seems to be an imperishable notion
in everyone's mind. Can't you think

why?

Can't you believe that perhaps I'm
really in love with him? No.

Why not?

Oh, Glenn.

Yes, Jim.

Your father's looking for you.

Excuse me.

Is he going to give us trouble?

I'm afraid he might, yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, he didn't warn anybody he was
coming.

You know, he said he was going to find
out what you were after if it killed

He keeps on about it.

He's beginning to sound prophetic.

If you can't handle him, Danielle, I
will.

I spent ten years getting next to Eric,
and I'm not going to allow a boy to get

in my way now.

came up with a name for you.

Edward Kruger.

His KGB code name is Violinist.

Kruger works as a barber and has a shop
in Mount Farnasse.

That's all I have.

Good luck.

Good morning.

I'm watching you out there. You're
pretty good.

My name's Lee Rogers.

Well, so much for the power of a byline.
I'm a writer.

I suppose there are a lot of ways I
could go about this, Mr.

Reverson, but I don't see any point in
beating around the bush.

No?

Well, neither do I.

I'm assigned to do a story on your
father for NOW Magazine.

Well, I'm kind of in trouble.

And you want my help, huh?

You're in trouble.

The officer got wind of the gossip going
around.

About the little French dancer?

They're digging around in Paris now.

I want to make the story a little
interesting, if you know what I mean.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Well, I don't like it. I happen to be an
admirer of your father's.

The thing is, if I could get a full
-sized, in -depth story, I could write

without all that stuff.

You say they're digging around in Paris
now?

Yeah.

Can I have whatever they come up with?

It's a deal. If you can smooth the way
for me.

Yeah, I can do that. You got a car?

Right over there. Follow me.

It's so beautiful here.

It's such a joy.

Do you know what I was thinking as you
ran to me?

What? Every man should have a lovely
daughter.

I should have.

Why are you so self -conscious about our
ages?

Age is not a matter of years.

Actually, sometimes I feel far older
than you.

That's because you're so many women in
one woman.

Eve, Juliet, Camille, Mother Harry.

Mother Harry?

What's the matter? Don't you want to be
a spy?

Nothing, but make her hairier. We're so
fat.

Anyway, she was always dealing with
soldiers.

And I don't like soldiers very much.

Now, if I could deal with you... Madam,
consider me your slave.

What kind of vital information would you
like me to have?

All right.

Have you ever loved another woman more
than you love me?

That's the sort of thing a man doesn't
even reveal to his wife, much less a

So you'd be just like Bluebeard?

Just like Bluebeard, right?

All kinds of people locked in a chest
somewhere.

Right.

Eric, are you serious?

Do you have a locked chest somewhere?

I have a locked steel case, but that's
the same thing.

I think that's wonderful.

The cool thing about locked cases is I
have to go to Washington for a few days.

Do you have to?

I have to leave on Monday.

I'd like you to stay at the cottage. I'd
like to feel you'll be here when I get

back.

No, I can't.

Well, why not?

Well, I've been too embarrassed already.
I know what your friends are thinking.

Daniel. No, no, I'll leave when you
leave.

I'll go to Tahiti. At least my position
will be clear there.

Come on, let's go.

This way.

Oh, Glenn.

Ah, Danielle.

Don't look so vexed. Were you expecting
the old man? That's a friend of mine,

Lee Rogers.

Miss Chevreau.

How do you do? Hello.

Lee works for Now Magazine. I was just
telling him all about you, Danielle.

Where's my father?

Walking.

Alone?

Well, I asked him to come with me, but
he seemed to want to stay.

Maybe he wanted to think of something. I
don't know.

Hmm.

Well, excuse me, I'd better go take a
look for him.

Some of the paths around here aren't too
safe for a man of his age.

Well, if he told you all about me,
you'll know I'm the path he was talking

about.

Well, Mr. Rogers, do you live on the
islands or are you just visiting?

Just visiting.

Actually, I don't live anywhere
permanently.

I just came from Paris, as a matter of
fact.

Oh, so did I. I know.

I almost did a story on you.

I'm afraid it couldn't have been very
interesting.

Ballet dancers don't lead very
scandalous lives, I'm afraid.

Well, now I'm not so sure about that.

Monsieur Lenoir assured me you were the
exception.

Monsieur Lenoir?

Well, I gathered you were old friends.

He lives at the Lambert.

Lenoir? Yes, a heavy -set man, about 40,
45.

No, I don't know him.

Well, in that case, I'm glad I backed
off.

If his price had been $1 ,000 less, I
might have bought some very expensive

very worthless information.

I don't understand. What kind of
information?

I never did really find out.

Although it seemed to have something to
do with a man named Edward Kruger.

Kruger? Yes, he's evidently a barber.

There's a shop somewhere in
Montparnasse.

I'm sorry.

I don't know him.

I know it sounds cloak and dagger, but I
was supposed to address Kruger as

violinist. Don't ask me why.

Violinist?

I'm afraid, Mr. Rogers, you were being
put on.

Excuse me.

Anyone here hungry?

I'm supposed to announce that luncheon
is served.

Oh, good.

Are you ready, Mr. Rogers?

I think so. Good.

James Kellogg, Lee Rogers.

How do you do? How are you? Mr. Rogers
writes for Now magazine.

And he's been telling me an incredible
story about a little barber in

Montparnasse. How were you supposed to
call him?

Violinist. Yes, yes. Anyway, this man
approached Mr. Rogers and offered him to

buy some information about me. I don't
know.

If it isn't the old demon reporter.

How's it going, Scoop?

Hear anything from Paris yet?

Not yet.

You better get on it, man.

Time's a -wasting.

He's going to be asking her to marry him
soon, and she'll accept, huh?

And then what am I going to do? I mean,
what would you do with a stepmother your

own age and so beautiful?

Oh, I think I'm going to have a talk
with her.

Have you seen her?

Who are you talking about, that little,
uh, Miss what's -her -name?

Miss Chabrot, yeah. Oh, Chabrot.

Why can't I ever remember that one?

Actually, she's such a mouthy little
thing that nothing about her ever sticks

my head.

I wonder if she's well. I mean, with
that pasty complexion, though.

I wonder.

Have you seen her, Mrs. Peabody?

Uh, yes.

She and your father had a few words,
and, uh, she ran out, I think, toward

cottage.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Yeah, speaking.

Listen, somebody said that you're a
writer.

Yes. Ooh, that must be fascinating for
your wife.

Doesn't she just love that?

Excuse me.

Is your wife pretty? How old is she?

Well, the fact is, Mrs. Peabody, I'm not
married.

Huh? You're not married.

Oh, you want one of these?

No, thank you.

You know, actually, my own late husband
could have been a professional writer if

he'd wanted to.

I mean, he composed such lovely letters.

Let me ask you this.

Do you think, if you put it to Reverson
in the right way, that he'd take you

with him to Washington?

I mean, as a friend.

No, I don't think so.

Maybe he's not the marrying kind.

You're wrong.

That's a problem.

Oh, maybe that's his strength. I don't
know.

The trouble is that he loves me.

He doesn't just want me.

He wants me to be happy.

Danielle, are you in love with him?

Don't be silly, Jim.

Well, you're going to have to do
something.

And you're going to have to do it soon.

Moscow has contacted me again.

Oh, by the way, they checked on Lee
Rogers.

He does work for Now Magazine. Yes, he
was telling the truth.

And he was in Paris last week.

Good evening, Jim.

Stop it!

That's enough!

And then at 18, I got the scholarship to
the conservatory.

You know I had a glorious voice in those
days. No, I mean that. Everybody said

that I shouldn't quit. Really, glorious.

Yes, well, it's still quite vibrant.

Is it really?

Oh, thank you.

Get back to the party.

Come on.

Yes, of course, I understand.

Yes, I'll leave tomorrow.

Goodbye.

And then when I was 19, I met Mr.

Peabody. And do you know that he was
already an executive in a wholesale drug

company? You would have liked him.

Darling, what's the matter? Why are you
trembling?

Oh, I don't know. No reason.

Excuse me.

Where have you been? To the beach?

No.

Somebody said they saw you going to your
cottage.

Oh, no. I went the other way.

On the hill.

I wanted to walk a little.

Daniel, something has happened.

No, it's nothing bad.

Come in here.

Darling, I just had a call from
Washington. They want me to fly out

tomorrow.

There's been some activity in one of the
countries I know something about.

Eric, tomorrow?

I want you to come with me.

Will you marry me?

No.

Wow.

understand why they have a policeman in
front of his door, do you, Mr. Rogers?

Well, I'm asking, I want to ask him what
happened when he regains consciousness.

That is what he does.

Well, it was an accident.

He was so terribly drunk, he probably
thought it would be a good idea to take

moonlight swim.

Darling?

No change.

Well, at least there's still hope.

I haven't even thanked you yet, have I?

I did.

Happen to be in the right place at the
right time.

I'll have to phone Washington. I can't
leave as long as Glenn's like this.

Yes.

Will you be staying here, or...? Yes, I
am.

Will you be sure to have them call me at
home, of course?

Eric, is he out of danger?

Not yet, Jim.

Well, how does all this affect your
plans? I mean, will Eric still have to

today? I cancel the plane reservation,
Jim.

I'd like to speak to Washington, D .C.,
please, Department of State.

Attention, 9 -4.

Jim, would you excuse me a moment?

Surely.

This is top priority. My number is at
287 -2199.

Eric Reverson?

Yes, would you call me back as quickly
as possible, please?

Thank you

Darling

Yes?

Would you say if Jim would like a drink?

Certainly. I'll be with you in a moment.

Bureau's calling. You want a ticket?

Yeah. Oh, Lou, we found some interesting
information about Reverson's next -door

neighbor.

Kellogg? He met Reverson in Berlin about
ten years ago.

They've been close friends ever since.

As a matter of fact, wherever Reverson's
gone, Kellogg always turns up sooner or

later.

But prior to the Berlin meeting, we do a
complete blank.

Kellogg simply didn't exist until ten
years ago.

That's good.

Hey, Louis, this is Arthur.

Well, your gambit paid off.

Monroe just called from Paris.

Edward Kruger is at the Hotel Lambert
now asking for a man named Lenoir.

That's it, then?

It is, as far as the Attorney General's
concerned.

He's authorized a warrant for the girl's
arrest.

Failure to register as a foreign agent.

Okay, thanks very much.

No,

James. You and your men don't have to
hurt him.

Well, I'm not going to argue with you
about it. It's past the arguing point.

We need the information now before Glenn
can wreck us.

You try the safe if you want to, but
don't waste too much time.

I'll have a plane ready to pick us up
pretty soon.

Eric, is everything all right?

Yes, fine.

Eric. Yes, Jim.

May I talk to you for a moment?

Eric, I'm afraid I'm going to have to
give you another wallop.

I've been approached by a man who claims
that Glenn was deliberately attacked,

that it was meant to be murder.

What? I didn't want to bother you with
this, but I think I'd better tell you

that he's offered to prove it for a
price.

Where is he? At my place.

Eric.

Good luck, darling.

Ms. Chabrot.

I'm Louis Erskine with the FBI.

You're under arrest.

I'm what?

You're charged with failing to register
as an agent of a foreign power.

You have the right to remain silent.

You have the right to counsel.

This is ridiculous.

You've got to be out of your mind.

Where's Rivas?

I don't know.

You better tell me.

I just told you, I don't know. Listen to
me, Ms. Chabrot.

Glenn is going to recover.

He's going to be able to tell us all we
want to know anyway.

So you might as well save what pieces
are left.

That is fantastic. I don't have to
answer those stupid questions.

The only reason I'm asking them is
because a man's life may be in danger.

A man who loves you. A man who trusts
you.

I thought you might want to help him.

Where is he?

Mr. M. Kellogg.

They went to his place.

Thank you, Mr. Brown.

Sorry, we probably should have driven.

I'm still a little shaky. I didn't get
much sleep last night.

I don't suppose any of us did.

All right?

Sir Iverson!

Kellogg, I'm with the FBI.

I suppose he was out there all the time.

Then he walked in and James caught him.

They fought.

And Kellogg dragged him into the ocean
by himself?

Yes.

All right, Miss Chevrolet, we'll ask you
to come back later when this has been

typed up.

How is Glenn? Is he better?

Yes.

Good, I'm glad.

Can you believe me if I tell you I'm
sorry?

I had a job to do.

Yes, of course.

I... I wish from the bottom of my heart
that it could have been different.

So do I.

Danielle Chabrol was tried and convicted
of conspiracy to commit espionage.

She is currently serving her sentence in
a federal penitentiary. The foreign

agent known as James Kellogg died of his
wound.