All language subtitles for The FBI s04e20 The Maze

Honey, we're here.

Frank?

Frank?

What's this?

Water?

I said yes. I nodded.

It came...

Terrible. Here.

Drink it. It'll calm you down.

Stop. It'll make me sick.

What if they tell me to pull over?

They won't.

You've been so sweet, and this was such
a dumb move.

I mean, I didn't have to drag you along.
I could have just written the old witch

a letter or something.

She wouldn't have cared.

No, she cared.

My mother.

My mother wouldn't throw me a crust of
bread if I was starving.

Will you make your peace with her before
she goes?

People are a long time dead.

Where are we going to stay?

We can't go to her place.

Half the neighborhood will be trying to
turn you in for the reward.

I've got it all figured out. Don't worry
about it.

The guy I grew up with moved down to San
Diego.

He's a fisherman.

He'll arrange something.

I wish you were driving, Frank.

Okay, let's switch.

Nice night.

Yes it is.

Hey, Thompson!

Just a minute, please.

Frank, what are they doing?

Reach me that sweater in the back seat,
will you, love?

Honey?

Evening. Where were you born?

Phoenix.

Ma 'am?

Sunrise, California.

Would you step out of the car, please?

What's the trouble, officer?

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbliss Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Reynolds.

With guest stars Steve Einat.

Joan Van Ark.

Special guest star Ina Ballin.

And Simon Oakland as Nikos Kapralos.

Tonight's episode, The Maze.

Frank Wells.

who had fled a Los Angeles gang war to
become a fugitive in Mexico, had

home.

Long one of the FBI's ten most wanted
men, Wells had now added the shooting of

federal officer to his list of crimes.

Yes.

Yes, where is that, in California?

I'll have Colby out there tomorrow.

I'd like you to set up an interview for
him with a wounded guard as soon as

possible.

Fine, thank you.

You talking about Wells?

There's an unconfirmed report that his
car was seen in San Jacinto, a little

town in California.

California?

That can't be right.

Daniel wouldn't walk into the lion's
den. It just doesn't make sense.

Well, you suppose La Casa Nostra has
canceled their contract on him by now?

As far as I've heard.

Well, they'd have him shot the minute he
showed up.

And even if he did come back to the
States, he'd be more likely to head

He's got friends in Mobile and New
Orleans.

I've alerted the agent to charge in both
cities.

I see there was a girl with him.

Yes.

Same one he left the country with, the O
'Keefe woman?

Probably. The description seems to fit,
except for the color of the hair.

Born in Laramie, Wyoming.

You better cover the Laramie -Cheyenne
area, too.

Five years is a long time to be on the
ten most wanted list.

You know, it doesn't matter why he's
come home. He's here, and he's a killer.

And I want him found before he can kill
anyone else.

Nick Kapralis, is he aboard?

No.

Does Kapralis still own the boat?

What's the date?

26.

Still owns the boat.

Well, do you know where I could find
him?

After the 13th, he'll be in a poorhouse
with me.

Up to then.

Well, try the Poseidon.

Thanks.

Hey, mister.

If he's sober enough to understand, tell
him that George and Giannis quit this

morning. They're all gone now,
everybody.

Tell him if he's more interested in
grief than fish, that's his business.

the rest of us have to make a living.

Tell him... Tell him I'm signing with
Hazikariakos.

With? Oh, this is Hazikariakos.

Oppa!

Very good.

What do you want, a beer?

Are you the bartender?

The owner.

Well,

sure, Katina, I'd like a beer.

And maybe you can give me a little help
in another department.

I was told that I might be able to find
Nikos Kapralis here.

Who are you, the loan company or the
law?

Neither one.

Junior. Lady, look.

I don't know what Nick is mixed up in. I
don't really care.

I dropped by to say hello. Maybe ask him
a favor for old time's sake.

But never mind.

I can see him another time.

Wait a minute.

For old time's sake.

Are you a friend?

Yeah.

Close friend?

They grew up together in San Francisco.

Maybe an old friend could talk him out
of it.

Talk him out of what?

Did you know his daughter?

Aliki?

Sure.

I'm her godfather.

Well, uh, she died six weeks ago.

I'll let him tell you.

The thing is, he didn't want to go back
to his house afterwards, so I fixed him

a room here.

And he's been drunk ever since.

Did Nick ever remarry?

No, he never did.

The little girl, Maliki, she never liked
any of the women Nick liked, so...

He's just gone to pieces now.

He won't take the boat out. He owes
money all over town.

His friends are getting kind of fed up,
you know?

I think me and Manos Antonopoulos are
the only ones he's got left.

Is Manos the little tower face guy on
the boat?

Yeah. Well, he's not going to have him
much longer either.

Manos told me to tell Nick that George
and Giannis?

Yeah. Well, they've quit.

And he's thinking of signing on with
Hadzikir.

Odysseus Hadzikirakos?

Yeah.

Oh, Manos doesn't mean that.

Hadzikirakos is Nick's biggest rival.

But you know, the threat might take him
up a bit.

Do you still want to see him? Yeah.

Nikos? Nikos, there's an old friend to
see you.

Nobody home. Go away.

She's dead.

How can that be?

Frank, I come home a little early this
one day.

And she's lying on the sofa.

A blanket wrapped around her.

And I says, baby, what's the matter?

And she says, daddy, I'm awful sick.

I think I'm going to die.

So I call an ambulance.

They take her to the hospital.

Pretty soon.

The doctor, he comes out and he says,
hey, hey, you, mister,

that girl, she's had an overdose of
something.

He says, heroin.

How'd she get it?

She said this boy named Odell gave it to
her.

What is he, a pusher?

I don't know.

Maybe. He works in the Navy, Arth.

A watchman.

Odell, huh?

Yes.

She died that same night.

I walked all the way home.

And I waited outside his house.

But his brothers, they broke it up.

They didn't even call the cops. The kid,
he kept yelling, you're crazy, mister,

you're crazy. I don't even know your
girl.

Oh, Frank.

Frank, I got to kill him. I'll go crazy
if I don't kill him. I got to kill him.

It's all right.

Watch.

That's fine.

Yes, that's fine. But you've got to stay
out of it.

You understand me, Nick?

You don't talk to him on the phone.

You don't talk to him on the street.
Nothing.

You leave it to me. I'll go down to the
docks where he works. I'll take a look

around, and I'll work it out.

You listen to me?

Yes.

All right. You threaten him, right?

Yes. All right. If he so much as slips
off a curb and gets hurt, they're going

to blame you.

Now, you get a good jury, 10 to 20
years.

A bad one? You got the gas chamber.

I don't care, Frank.

Well, I care!

Hey, Nick, you're my friend.

Allie, she was my friend.

Hey, Nick, I bought that little girl her
first doll.

I taught her her first prayer.

I care.

Frank!

Listen to me.

Listen to me!

Yes, I listen.

Okay.

The mafia's behind most of the heroin
that comes in here.

Well, I hate them for that.

I hate them.

For what they've done to me, for running
me out of this country.

Now you let me hit them.

It's the only way, Nick.

They've got no way to connect me.

I'll do it tonight before I leave.

I'll go to the docks where he works.

I'll find him.

I'll hit him. I'll kill him.

And make it look like a robbery.

All the time.

You'll be right downstairs there in the
bar, drinking with witnesses, huh?

Yes. Yes.

You'll be all right, Nick.

It's gonna be okay, Nick.

Okay. Right?

Yes.

They told me you were in New Orleans.

There was a report from an informant
when I got off the plane. A strong rumor

that Wells is in Southern California,
but the Cousin Oster knows it.

Yeah, they've been down the area a
little tighter than that.

Any luck here?

Not yet.

He looks stronger now, but this morning
he was just regaining consciousness.

I haven't had a chance to do much more
than go over the basic facts with his

partner and Officer Gilman.

Anything from Laramie?

Yeah, Eleanor O 'Keefe had a number of
relatives living there at one time, but

now they've either died or they moved
away.

Her mother's living in California.

Where?

The neighbors think somewhere in the San
Diego area.

Mrs. O 'Keefe contracted tuberculosis a
few years ago.

When he flared up again, she went to
California for her health.

I think we can talk to him now.

Mr. Thompson?

Hey, remember me?

I talked to you for a few minutes this
morning.

This is Inspector Erskine from Bureau
Headquarters.

Mr. Thompson?

Any word yet on Wilt?

Nothing definite, although we think he
may be in Southern California.

We'd like to ask you a few questions
about that, if you feel up to it.

Help you any way I can.

I understand it was your partner who
recognized him.

He called me over to the shack, showed
me the wanted flyer.

We still weren't sure, so I went back to
the car and I talked to him.

Got a closer look.

What did he talk about?

Nothing important.

I asked him where he was born.

He said Phoenix.

And then I was pretty sure it was him.

I asked him to get out of the car.

What about the girl? Did you talk to her
at all?

No.

Well, I was just to ask her the same
thing.

Where she was born.

And what did she say?

Sunrise.

Was it?

California.

Just outside of San Diego.

She was going to lie. Why didn't she
just say San Diego?

Why was sunrise on her mind?

It's me.

I used to have a cousin in a sanitarium
there.

T .B.

That's why I was sure of the name.

Well, thanks, Mr. Thompson.

Good luck.

Better get in touch with Converse, Mr.
San Diego.

Bill, how are you?

Huh? Did you get my message at the
Tucson airport?

No, what message? Well, your idea paid
off. We located the O 'Keeffe woman's

mother. Sanitarium? No, Barrett Brothers
Mortuary. She died last night.

Apparently, she'd written to her
daughter about two weeks ago.

The floor nurse at the sanitarium told
me she was determined to hang on until

Eleanor got there.

Did the girl ever show up? Yes,
yesterday.

Alone? Yes, she wouldn't say where she
was staying. We checked the house the

mother was renting, but she wasn't
there. I've...

Put the mortuary and the sanitarium
under surveillance.

She made the funeral arrangements
herself?

Yes, she did.

Now let's talk to the undertaker.

Frank?

Uh -huh?

Honey, I just don't want to go on over
there at all.

We want to see how she looks, don't you?

I know how she'll look. She'll look
dead.

Come on, sweetheart.

Honestly, Frank, you're worse than I am
about obligations.

She's dead. Now, there's no reason for
us to go out there at all.

Listen, let's just forget about the
mortuary and drive right on out to the

airport right now.

Something I've got to do first.

What?

A favor.

Don't worry about it.

Frank, does this have something to do
with that fisherman you told me about?

Just keep out of it, will you, please?

Take the next stop, Frank.

You got enough money for a cab?

Money?

Well, I guess so.

All right. You go on back to the motel
when you're through here. I'll meet you

there.

Aren't you going in with me?

What's wrong? Now, it's all right.

There's a guy been following us.

I noticed the same car when I was down
at the Embarcadero. He must have picked

me up there.

A lead?

No, I got a look at him. A .B.

Flagg. Oh, that's Bort. No, they won't
try a hit in broad daylight.

Please be careful.

FBI, where else say we were?

Old girl.

Bill, what's my name to you?

Harbor Drive on 14th Avenue.

It's the dry dock.

It's the layout of the Navy Yard.

Hey, mate.

You skip around?

We'll watch him.

My name's Odell.

Odell? Yeah.

He's in the beside.

Hey.

Excuse me.

I'm Mike O'Dell. I'm looking for
Kaprolis.

Why, haven't you done enough to him
already?

That's why I'm looking for him. I
haven't done anything.

Just getting a little bit tired of being
accused from everything from pushing

dope to murder around here.

Look, go on. Just get out of here.

Did I hear you right, boy? You're a
little tired?

Isn't that a shame?

I know how you feel. I know you love the
girl.

You don't know anything, mister.

She lied to you.

No!

Get up, you murderer.

Please, listen to me, all right?

I'm telling you, I didn't have anything
to do with it.

Now, look, I've been looking around on
my own a little bit.

I found out she knew a cousin of mine, a
guy named Flaherty.

He's a real bad one.

Now, look, this guy used to be involved
with the syndicate. He used to be a dope

pusher before.

And he's in town right now from Montana.

You filth.

It's not enough that you kill her.
You've got to blame it on somebody else.

Look, will you just listen to me, will
you?

Mother,

stop them. Will you stop them?

I don't get it out of a sister cat
either.

I really feel sorry for you.

I really, I really do.

You know why? Because you're never going
to know the truth.

Because you won't listen.

Will you please get out now?

What?

Come on.

All right, Nick, you've done enough now.
It's all over, huh?

Please, go on up to your room and I'll
bring you a drink.

Okay, fellas.

Either buy something or beat it. Come
on.

Enough's enough. The show's over.

Come on, everybody.

Please, come on back later, huh?

All right, easy, Nick.

Easy, huh?

Here's your paper.

I don't know what it means.

And he never mentioned the Navy Yard to
you?

Never.

And you've never seen this drawing
before? He never showed it to you?

No, never.

Why can't I see him?

Is he all right?

You've done the critical.

You'll be able to see him as soon as he
regains consciousness.

It's all my fault.

All of it.

Tell me, Miss O 'Keefe.

Did he need money?

Money, I... I don't think so.

Do you know of anyone who might hire him
to break into the Navy Yard?

No, I don't think anyone could have
hired him to do anything.

Although... Although what?

Well, I was going to say, although he
did visit this one friend.

What's his name and address?

I don't know his name.

All Frank said was that he was a
fisherman.

That's where Davey must have seen him,
on the dock.

I must have figured he'd go there to
visit an old friend.

I suppose Davy was waiting there for
him.

Who's Davy?

How should I start?

You see, there was a contract out on
Frank. He was always causing trouble for

the mafia.

He knows too much about their drug
traffic.

Well, yesterday, when we drove out to
the funeral parlor, Frank saw this man

following us. And then you tried to stop
us.

What man?

Davy Flagg.

The cousin of the executioner, Kansas
City.

Better call the Bureau and get a summary
on him.

You ever met this man before, Mr. O
'Keefe?

It's for you, the Bureau.

I'll take it in there.

Transfer this to 499, please, and get me
the identification division.

Lewis, this is Arthur.

Oh, yes, Art.

Congratulations on the Wells arrest.
Fine job.

Thank you.

Lewis, as long as you're finished out
there, could you get back to Washington

Monday?

Well, to tell you the truth, I'm not
sure we are through out here.

Well, you've got Wells, haven't you?

Is the girl giving you trouble?

No, the girl's cooperative.

Well, what is it, then? A drawing Wells
made.

It's an exterior layout of the Navy Yard
showing fences, dry dock area.

We've notified the naval authorities.
Every precaution's been taken.

Well, it's all over now, isn't it?
Whatever he had in mind.

Well, it's over if he was in it alone.

Well, I see what you mean.

Well, that's the part I'd like to follow
up, Art.

He visited a friend at the docks right
after he got here.

You have the friend's name?

Uh, hang on a minute.

The informant says flight's at the
airport.

He's due to leave this afternoon.

Here's our jurisdiction if we want him
now.

The identification division says that
he's only four months out of a federal

penitentiary already. He's a parole
violator.

U .S. Board of Paroles want him taken
into custody.

Hey.

Art, we don't have the name, but there's
a chance we may be able to get it from

a syndicate executioner named Flagg.

We can pick him up as a parole violator.
The O 'Keefe girl thinks he had the

contract on Wells.

He may have followed him to the docks.

All right, Luce. Go ahead.

Good luck.

Goodbye.

His plane's been delayed.

He's just come down from the waiting
area.

We're over here.

David Flagg, FBI.

Inspector Walton.

I'm trying to arrest for parole
violation.

You have the right to remain silent, the
right to counsel.

If I'm mad in that case, I'll just keep
my mouth shut until I hear from my

attorney.

What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing? I'm
putting a bolt on the door.

What for?

Because I want some privacy. Do you
mind?

Well, no. I mean, why should I mind?

Wall yourself up if you want to.

Go to Siberia if you want to. It's all
the same to me.

Let go of me. Let go of me.

Please be patient with me just a few
more days.

Just a few more days.

It's just not right.

I know you loved your daughter, but
don't make her into a goddess.

She was human.

I can't talk about her now.

Just let me tell you something about
her.

The attorney tells me you're willing to
talk to me now.

Yeah, how about that? I pay the man a
fortune for advice, and he advises me to

cooperate with the police.

Well, it don't seem hardly fair, does
it?

So what do you want to know that
couldn't wait till morning?

According to Wells, you spotted him
first on the docks. Is that right?

Wells who?

Okay, do it your way.

Hey, come on, man. Give me a chance.

I need a good report. I need a little
information.

So let's trade.

You wouldn't want that lawyer to slap me
on the wrist, would you?

Where did you pick Wells up?

Embarcadero. A friend of his was
supposed to work there. Owned a boat.

Fisherman. But he wasn't around, so
Wells talked to the mate, and then he

over to a bar.

Which one?

The Poseidon.

Do you know the friend's name?

Kapralis.

Okay, thanks.

Inspector, I don't get it.

You pick Wells up, you got the girl, I'm
out of it.

What more do you want?

Whatever's left.

Yes? Who?

Excuse me, we're looking for the owner.

I'm the owner.

Where were the FBI, Miss... Eliti?

Well, what's wrong?

Miss Eliti, do you know a man named
Kapralos?

Yes.

Is he here tonight?

Look, I don't know what you think Nick's
done wrong, but I can promise you

there's been some mistake.

He hasn't been out of here for over a
month.

He's in the back room now.

I'll get him.

Nicole?

Nick?

Nick, are you all right?

Look, he's very upset and depressed. His
only child died last month.

Is there another entrance to the room?

No, but... Well, there's a window on the
alley.

Mr. Levy, have you ever seen this man
before?

Nick's friend from San Francisco.

He was here a couple of days ago.

But I don't remember his name.

Do you know what they talked about?

His daughter, I imagine.

That's all he ever talked about.

She was only 16.

Someone gave her a shot of heroin.

It was too much.

Before she died, she told Nick it was
this boy who'd given her the shot.

Ever since then, all Nick wanted to do
was kill him, but...

I wonder if the fire escape was open.

You say Kapralis wanted to kill him?

They got into a terrible fight here just
this morning.

The boy came over to try and straighten
everything out.

He told Nick the girl had lied.

That they didn't even know each other.

That the boy she was in love with was
his cousin from Montana.

Larrity was his name.

An ex -convict.

Said that Flaherty was the one that gave
her the heroin.

But Nick just wouldn't listen.

And it was all true.

You mean that she'd been seeing an ex
-convict?

I knew it.

I'd seen them together.

She never was any good, that girl.

Nick's wife left him when the girl was
only three.

When she was 11, they moved down here.

When Nick was around, you'd think butter
wouldn't melt in her mouth.

But let him take the boat out, and she'd
be off riding with the boys, drinking,

stealing. She'd be into trouble every
minute.

As far as Nick was concerned, oh, she
was an angel.

No one could say anything against Aliki.

What's the boy's name?

The one she accused?

Odell.

You wouldn't know where he lives.

Fuller Street, I think I'm not sure But
he's a night watchman down at the Navy

Yard. You could probably find him there
Thank you

Can you tell me if we can find a guard
named Odell?

Section 10, grant four, sir.

Thank you very much.

Odell! Odell, this is the FBI.

Can we talk to you for a minute?

Let's see how well you can die, huh?

Cabrales, throw the knife down. Stop!

You're making a mistake, Cabrales.

You keep out of this. You don't know
anything.

Well, then suppose you tell me.

I don't have to tell you. I'm not on
trial.

No, you're not.

But you will be if you're not careful.

Do you really want to face a murder
charge for killing an innocent man?

Let me straighten you out, Mr. FBI. This
innocent man killed my little girl.

He gave her heroin.

How do you know that?

Because she told me before she died.
That's how I know it.

Suppose what she told you wasn't true.

Are you calling my little Alika a liar?

I'm not calling her a liar.

People hide the truth for many reasons,
Caprala. Some good, some bad.

Your daughter had been going with the
next convict.

Maybe she didn't want to hurt you. Maybe
she didn't want you to know that.

He told you that?

No, Kapralos.

He told you to save his neck?

Miss Aliti told me.

She was always jealous of my little
girl.

She saw them.

They were together every time you went
away.

She saw who?

Your daughter and Flaherty.

She was in love with him.

Yes. Oh, hello.

Nice to see you again.

Please come in. I have a table. I'm
afraid we can't stay. We dropped by to

how Nick was getting along.

Well, look for yourself.

It's quite a difference.

Yes.

It was a little difficult at first.

Especially when Odell's cousin was
arrested and admitted the truth.

But I think he's made peace with himself
now.

And the girl.

He's taking his boat out again and...
What's this?

He's asked me to marry him.

Congratulations, Mr. Kent.

Thank you.

Federal authorities declined to
prosecute Nikos Kapralos.

Frank Dixon Wells died as the result of
his wounds.

Roger Flaherty was convicted of
possession and fail of narcotics.

David Flagg was returned to Kent as the
parole violator.