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It's Galloway.

Good evening, Mr. Pearson.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Just this.

I didn't mean to disturb you.

My coins! No!

Don't do anything foolish, old man.

My bills.

I need them.

The bag on the desk.

Hurry.

I'll die without them.

Hurry, please.

I'm

sorry,

Mr. Pearson.

I didn't want to hurt you.

But you shouldn't have gotten to look at me.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, William Reynolds, with guest stars

Steve Einat, Joanna Moore, and special guest star

Mildred Dunnick.

Tonight's episode, The Prey.

On May 19th, Mr. Ellis Pearson of Phoenix, Arizona, was robbed of his $50

rare coin collection and left to die.

But despite his age and illness, Mr. Pearson managed to call out and solicit

help from his neighbors.

Within hours, the sheriff's office had forwarded latent fingerprints and other

evidence from the crime scene to FBI headquarters in Washington.

Descriptions of the thief and the stolen property were sent to all reputable

dealers in rare coins.

Three days later, a response was received from the Numismatic Society of

Albuquerque, New Mexico, which had just been offered the Pearson collection by a

man tentatively identified as Carl S. Beaumont, one of the FBI's ten most

fugitives. That Albuquerque coin dealer's description perfectly dovetails

Pearson's description of him.

Is Beaumont all right?

And if he hadn't become suspicious when that collection was offered to him,

Beaumont would have unloaded the whole thing and... Been on his way.

He's going to have trouble disposing of it. He'll probably break it up, get what

he can for it.

You know, he goes after ailing senior citizens, just like Ellis Pearson.

I wonder how he finds out about things like Pearson's collection.

Well, he obviously researches his victims thoroughly.

Yeah, maybe.

I noticed Pearson had a nurse, Irene Galloway, who hasn't been seen since the

robbery. What do we know about her?

Very little.

Except the description.

The Phoenix office is working on it.

How was she described?

Blonde, attractive, efficient, charming.

Pearson couldn't praise her enough.

Good afternoon. I'm Angela Reese.

Oh, yes, Miss Reese. Come in. Thank you.

This is Whitaker. This is... Yes.

I know.

My new keeper.

Nice to meet you, Mrs. Whitaker.

I hope you realize it was my son's idea hiring you.

He worries quite a lot about you. I'm sure he loves you very much.

By remote control. He and his family left for London last night.

Airline transferred him, he said.

Well, then I'm even happier that I answered the ad.

My, it's stuffy in here.

I suppose he told you I'm a fussy, exacting old woman.

Well, what are you doing?

There. Now shut that window.

Sunlight hurts my eye.

Mrs. Whitaker, if anyone has earned the right to enjoy a beautiful day with you.

Now, sunlight.

And break out.

You know, without them, we'd all just wither away and die.

I hear you have a secret passion.

Watching the wrestling matches on television.

Who told you that?

Your son.

When was the last time you actually went to a match?

Me? Never.

Well, we can remedy that tomorrow night.

What are you talking about?

I'll admit it's going to be a little bit cumbersome in the wheelchair, but we'll

manage.

Why, I never go anywhere. It's impossible.

Oh, no, it's not. I talked to your doctor, and he said you didn't have to

in that silly thing at all.

What's more, you're much too young to drive.

Now, while I'm unpacking, you can just soak in the bubble bath.

Bubble bath? What are you talking about? I'm too old.

That's ridiculous.

Of course it is. It's also very relaxing.

Now, as I told the others, that's not the one, Inspector.

How about this one?

Yes, that's the man.

You finally found him.

It's the same photograph, Mr. Pearson.

We had one of our artists remove the mustache and change the hairstyle.

Oh, yeah.

Mr. Pearson, would you mind telling us a little more about your nurse?

Miss Galloway?

I'm going to miss that woman.

I'd hoped she'd stay with me until...

At my age, you understand.

No family, nothing really to live for.

She made me feel grateful just to wake up in the morning.

You say she left the day of the robbery.

I know what you're thinking.

That she might be connected in some way.

Did anyone else know where you kept your coin collection, Miss Pearson?

And nothing else was disturbed, Mr. Pearson.

Beaumont knew exactly where to go.

None of the other drawers on the desk had been tampered with.

Did she give you any indication of where she might be going after she left you?

To visit her brother in Miami, she said.

He used to call her once in a while.

Did she ever call him?

If she used your phone, we might be able to locate her.

I don't really recall.

You didn't hire Miss Galloway through a regular agency, did you?

No, through some friends of mine.

Chet and Nancy Cranford, they recommended her.

She was all they said and much more.

One last question, Miss Pearson.

Can you describe her?

Oh, she was young.

Not much over 30.

Medium height.

Slender.

Light hair.

Wore it in a bun in the back.

And she wore eyeglasses most of the time.

Always reading to me.

Knitting me things.

If I thought for a minute that she was just using me so that man could come and

rob me.

I'm sure she wasn't.

Thank you, Mr. Pearson.

Time for breakfast.

Mrs. Whitaker?

Mrs. Whitaker?

I hear you.

I hear you.

Well, it's nice to see you up and around.

I've been looking for my watch. I can't find it anywhere.

Well, I'm sure it's around here somewhere.

I left it right there on the night table.

Whitaker residence.

Just one moment, please.

Mr. Ruggalo.

He says your son told him to call.

Hello?

Mr. Ruggalo, I... I told you I'm not interested in any investments.

Yes. If I change my mind, I'll let you know.

Goodbye.

I suppose you didn't bother to find out that I take tea for breakfast.

With cream or sugar?

With lemon.

Enjoy your breakfast, Mrs. Whitaker.

Where are you going with that? How do you expect me to get around?

With this right here.

And remember tonight, the first night starts at 8 o 'clock.

Her skin.

Oh, fine. Put him on.

Afternoon, Arthur.

Listen, we've got a positive identification on those latent prints

sent in. They belong to an Irene Galloway.

Occupation, practical nurse.

Does she have an arrest record?

Yes, she does.

Two counts of larceny back in 65.

She served two years in the Ohio State Performatory for women and hasn't been

heard from since.

There's one more thing.

One of Beaumont's old arrest records lists a woman of that name as the person

wanted notified in case of an emergency.

And we are dealing with an accomplice.

We're distributing her photograph now. You'll get some copies shortly.

Any luck on locating Beaumont?

Well, so far, none of the stolen coins from the Pearson collection has shown

But if we locate the Galloway woman, I think there's a good chance Beaumont

won't be too far away.

All right, then, Lois, well, keep me posted.

Right, Arthur.

You're a thief.

A cheap little sneak thief.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

I didn't take your watch, Mrs. Whitaker, I swear.

Well, how did it happen to be in your bureau drawer, hidden under your

I don't know.

Heaven knows what else you've stolen from me.

I didn't steal it, I swear.

I didn't steal anything.

I don't believe you, Molly.

If you're not out of the house in an hour's time, I'll call the police.

Oh, Tom.

Irene Galloway flyer's arrived.

Turns out she's an old friend of Beaumont's.

But I don't see why Pearson has to know that, do you?

He never will, though.

The hospital just called. He died a half hour ago.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

Telephone company records show a call was made from the Pearson phone to the

office of...

Global Airways in Denver.

There's no record of who accepted the call.

But it wasn't to fight information, so there's a possibility that it was to a

member of the staff about employment.

Anyway, I notified Denver. They're checking on it now.

What about Pearson's friends, the Cranfords? Have they been located?

Yeah, they're living in a home for the agent in Tucson.

I'd better go see them.

Now, if you're not having a good time, you go take a walk. I can enjoy myself.

I'm sorry. I was thinking of poor Molly.

Poor Molly. She's a thief, a kleptomaniac.

Well, I certainly hope you didn't leave any large amounts of money in your cash

around the house.

Well, whatever cash I have, they safely don't do it.

In a bank, I hope.

Oh, give him the old...

me I should invest my cash.

That's why I put that old Ruggalo man on to me.

Get up!

Get up!

Maybe you should consider investing.

On a 35 -cent hot dog?

That's the kind of investment I understand.

Make mine with mustard.

Slug and tiger!

Thank you.

May I have the muscle, please?

Let me.

How is she enjoying the match?

Absolutely adored.

How soon?

Pretty soon.

I hear the maid's fire.

Any cash in the house?

I don't know. There's a wallpaper in the living room.

I found it there last night.

When do I get to find out what's in it?

I need more time.

Sweetheart, the old gentleman in Phoenix survived.

The law probably knows exactly who I am. We don't have much more time.

I've got to get back in there with her. If I don't keep an eye on her every

minute she might kill somebody.

it doesn't.

Looks a lot like Miss Galloway, but her hair was a lot lighter and she wore

glasses most of the time.

How long ago did she work for you, Miss Granford?

Oh, about a year ago.

Wonderful girl.

The missus and I, we loved her like a daughter.

He's working for a friend of mine now, Alice Pearson. We recommended her to

Why'd you let her go?

Well, after we were robbed, our children thought we'd be safer in this here

institution here. Not a bad place, considering.

Food's pretty good.

The only thing wrong is all these people our own ages.

You know, it's like a mirror to sort of remind you.

You said you were robbed, Mr. Cranford?

Yes, yes. Somebody broke into our house.

Took all the silverware, a lot of valuable antiques, and a mess of cash.

Did they find out who did it?

Not that I know of.

Miss Galloway was working for you at the time? That's right.

Of course, when we came here to live, we had to let her go.

Have you heard from her recently?

Yes, a few months ago.

Sent me this sweater.

Knitted the thing herself.

Said she'd finish it, and she sure enough did.

Said she was knitting one just like it for Ellis Pearson.

Well, thanks for your time, Mr. Cranford. My pleasure. When you see Miss

Galloway, tell her I was asking about her.

I was on the phone with the Phoenix office. A calling came in from Denver.

Three coins from the stolen collection turned up in a shop there.

Good morning.

Beautiful day.

A perfect day for a picnic.

Lovely. Then I'll just pack a basket and we'll find a lovely place near the

water. First of all, though, I want you to hold out your arm.

Very straight.

Now, what is this for?

I'm knitting a sweater.

For me?

Well, you need one, don't you?

Well, yes, but it's a long time since anybody bothered about me.

Well, I never had a family. I didn't even know my parents, actually.

So that's probably why I'm ending up doing what I'm doing.

Well, thank you, my dear, but...

You know, I think a pretty girl like you shouldn't be sitting here knitting

sweaters for any old woman.

You should be out with some handsome Lothario.

Now, Lothario died four years ago.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's quite all right. Listen,

this is actually none of my business.

But have you ever thought of taking a little trip just to get away and forget

everything? Some lovely place. I hear Hawaii is just beautiful.

And expensive.

It is not.

Not if you enjoy it. Now, what good is your money if it rots in a bank or rots

under a mattress?

You sound like my son.

He's always telling me I should invest my savings.

I think you should invest part of them, at least.

It's like self -defense against inflation.

But if I lost my savings, I'd lose my independence.

To me, that would be more frightening than death itself.

Don't think about it.

I didn't mean to get you worried.

Oh, you're absolutely right.

I'm behaving like an ostrich.

In avoiding this poor Mr.

Ruggalo, I've never even met the man. I know he's a good investment counselor.

He'd help my son immensely.

But you don't trust him.

I don't trust myself.

I don't know anything about investments. It's a complicated business.

You don't have to know anything if you have a good counselor.

Do you know of any?

Well, not offhand.

But I could look into it for you and see if I... No.

Don't bother. My son would be furious.

For the time being, I'll leave my savings exactly where they are.

Anything from the coin shops available?

No, sir, nothing.

It could be that Beaumont won't try that shop again. Try to peddle the rest of

the coins some of the other places in town.

We've got them all covered.

We'd better keep an eye on the towns around Denver, too.

Yes, sir.

The dealer claims he didn't realize it was Beaumont until after he'd bought the

coins. It was positive it didn't frighten him off.

Well, I hope he's right.

I've also distributed the flyers on Irene Galloway.

Oh, she does a lot of knitting, Kendall.

I don't think it would hurt to keep an eye on the yarn shops as well.

We'll get right on it.

Angela? Is that you down there?

Operator?

Operator, would you get me? Help!

Maybe this will make you feel a little better. There was somebody in that

I tell you. In this very room.

Well, I thought so, too.

That's the reason I screamed, but it turned out to be you.

That picture was off the wall. The door to the safe was open. I saw it.

Did you take your pills?

Now, what has that got to do with it?

Sometimes that medication can cause nightmares.

Particularly if you're already upset.

I was not dreaming, Angela.

Well, we were discussing money matters yesterday, and you could have been very

concerned about the contents of your safe.

That safe is more rickety than I am. I don't keep anything in it.

Nothing? No.

My jewelry's upstairs in my bedroom.

And your cash?

It's in my safety deposit box at the bank. It's been there ever since my

died.

Oh, I only take a little bit out from time to time when I need it.

Well, if it would make you feel any better, I'll call the police.

What are you trying to do, humor me?

You know better than that.

It just seems a little strange because nothing has been disturbed and nothing

has been stolen.

In other words, I'm just a dotty old woman, is that it?

Not at all. Dreams can be very realistic at times.

Maybe I should call the police.

Just leave the telephone alone.

They just start asking me questions and making me feel like an idiot.

Mrs. Whitaker, you seem so concerned about your money.

Why don't you just do something about it once and for all?

You're right.

I'd better invest it. I can't just leave it in the bank, and I wouldn't dare

bring it back here.

I'd better call that Mr. Ruggalo.

But you don't even know the man.

Well, you call him tomorrow morning.

Tell him I'd like to see him as soon as possible.

Good night, dear.

Do you want me to go up and meet him?

No, I can manage by myself.

Good night, Miss Williams.

Good night.

May I be of help?

Well, I hope so.

My name is Colby. I'm with the FBI.

Sounds like trouble.

Does this young woman look familiar to you?

Well, I might have seen her someplace.

She may have been wearing a nurse's uniform.

Any help?

I don't know.

It's so hard to tell from a picture.

Well, picture her wearing glasses.

Her hair darker?

Her hair lighter?

No, afraid not.

I'm not even sure she's the one I'm thinking of.

Well, I'm going to leave this with you, and if you see her again, or even think

that you see her, please contact us at our office.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you.

Mr. Ruggalo, right on time.

Hello, Mr. Ruggalo. Mrs. Whitaker's back for you.

Mrs. Whitaker?

Mr. Ruggalo.

I'm delighted, Mrs. Whitaker. Your son John has told me so much about you.

You're much younger than John, aren't you?

Well, I... We went to college together, didn't you?

Well, yes, of course.

Actually, John was a couple of years ahead of me.

Miss Reese told me on the phone that you were finally ready to explore some of

those avenues of investment.

Do me a favor, Mr. Ruggalo.

Spare me all the impossible financial jargon.

I... I just want to put my money where it will be safe and profitable.

Well, that's understandable, of course. How much money are you prepared to

invest? Well, I have $60 ,000 in cash.

Is it immediately available?

It's in my safety deposit box in the bank in Boulder.

Boulder? Yes, my husband and I lived there for many years.

It's a lovely town. Oh, yes, it is.

Well, now, here is the one program that your son and I have worked out that we

find most sensible.

It involves some mutuals.

tax -free bonds, some blue -chip commons, amounting to a total investment

roughly $58 ,000 at the current market.

Oh, my goodness, that's practically all my savings.

I think Mrs. Whitaker might start in a smaller investment, say, $5 ,000 or $10

,000.

I was running out of yarn.

Angela's right.

If anything went wrong, I'd be destitute.

Mrs. Whitaker, I can offer you a hundred different investment programs, but

under your present circumstances, this is the only one that I could possibly

guarantee. And remember, it is the one approved by your son.

Let me explain it to you. Angela.

I think I'll get some fresh coffee.

If I let you buy any less than this, then I would be violating the trust

in me by your son.

And my own conscience.

Now, let me explain it. No, no.

I believe you, Mr. Rogelow.

If you think it's best for me.

I promise you, you won't be sorry.

Now then, we'll need a power of attorney so that I can make the purchases in

your name.

There it is.

And I'll need your signature right there.

I'll have to finalize the transaction tomorrow, but we'll need the cash.

Well, Angela, we'll drive to Boulder tomorrow.

Get the money out of the bank.

I'll be happy to drive you.

Don't you think the trip would be a little hard on you, Miss Whitaker?

No, nonsense. If I get tired, we'll stop off at a motel.

This will be that vacation we wanted.

I haven't been away from the house for ages.

Well, then I'll get your medication prepared for the trip, then.

You see what you've done to me?

You've made me into an uninhibited extrovert.

girl is a joy.

Just a few days, she's changed my entire life.

Good morning.

Hi. Can I help you?

Yes, I'd like to match some yarn. I saved the label.

Anything matter?

Oh, no.

No, I just thought you looked familiar.

Did you buy this yarn here?

Yes, a few days ago.

Try the counter over there, second from the end.

Thank you.

Find it all right?

Yes, I did. Thank you.

Mm -hmm.

Dining room, girl.

Two B &L? Yes.

Would you like to open an account, Miss... No, thank you. Not right now.

Won't take long.

Oh, we need your name, address.

Well, I have some shopping to do later, maybe.

That'll be 204 with tax.

You can...

Stop in later if you'd like.

We'll open that account.

Thank you very much.

Yes, I'd like to talk to the agent in charge.

Rugga said she picked up some prescriptions for Mrs. Sarah Whitaker.

274 Scenic Drive.

That's just a few blocks from here. Over that way.

We appreciate your driving us, Mr. Ruggalo, but don't go so fast.

We have a lot to do today, Mrs. Whitaker.

Well, I want to be alive when we do it.

Please, go slower.

Mr. Ruggalo, please slow down.

It wouldn't be very good to be stopped by the police.

Thank you.

That's much better.

I don't get out in the country much these days.

I want to enjoy every single minute of it.

I don't think there's anybody home.

Maybe the neighbors know something.

No matter how old I get, I'll never tire of looking at those mountains.

Aren't they beautiful, Angela?

Very beautiful.

So good to see them again.

To breathe this fresh air.

I'm very grateful to both of you.

It's no trouble at all, Mrs. Whittier.

As for you, Angela, I'm a different person since you came to be with me.

I wish there was some way that I could reciprocate.

That is necessary.

I wish there was some way I could tell you, show you how much I appreciate

what you've done for me.

I... Please don't say no more.

Why, Angela, you're crying.

Oh, no, God, no.

What is it?

There's something wrong.

Nothing at all.

I can roll down the window if it's getting too warm for you, Miss Reese.

They left in a yellow four -door with a black top.

The driver fits Beaumont's description.

Does she have any idea where they were headed?

No, but Mrs. Whitaker's only son works for Global Airlines in London.

Let's see if we can reach him.

All right, hold, please.

Play us on, Representative London. Whitaker's with him.

Hello, John.

John, I don't want to alarm Mr. Whittaker, but his mother may be in the

a confidence team.

Yes. Does he know if she keeps any valuable possessions at home?

I see. And where does she do her banking?

Which bank in Boulder? Does he know?

John, that's all right. We'll find it.

Tell him we'll let him know as soon as we have some news.

All right.

Kendall, I want you to start canvassing every bank in Boulder.

Find out which one she uses and ask them to notify us of any action on her

account. And, uh, order us a helicopter.

Right, sir.

Just think, Angela.

If these stocks I'm buying bring in high dividends, we might go to Hawaii.

What do you say?

Mrs. Whitaker, I don't... Not right this way, Mrs. Whitaker.

That's right, Sarah Whitaker.

We'd like to know if she has any kind of account with your bank.

W -H -I -T -T -A -K -E -R.

Hold on, Mr. Lisbon. I'll have to check with our bookkeeper.

How do you feel, Mrs. Whitaker?

About $58 ,000 lighter.

Would you like to... Go straight home, or would you like to stop in a motel and

rest first?

I think you should rest, Mrs. Whitaker.

We'll find a nice, quiet motel where you can get some lunch and have a little

sleep. Okay?

Mr. Lisbon?

Sarah Whitaker doesn't have a regular account here, but she's kept a safety

deposit box for many years.

I should have been able to use it in the past day or so.

Hold on, I'll check.

Call communications.

Have them contact Inspector Erskine in the helicopter.

This is Whitaker.

You know, Mr. Ruggalo, this isn't really necessary. I don't feel a bit tired.

Mrs. Whitaker, it's quite all right. I'm sure Mr. Ruggalo wouldn't do anything

that wasn't the best for you. Oh, well.

Just missed him, Inspector. Drove off about 15 minutes ago.

Did you get a look at the car?

This is a cream -colored 1970 sedan with a black top.

License number?

I managed to glimpse the first few digits.

HX2, I believe.

You any idea where they were going?

Guard heard them say something about a motel.

Mind if I use your phone?

Help yourself.

She asleep?

Probably. She's much more tired than she'd like to admit.

Uh, give me the key.

Okay.

Oh, Carl, you have all the money she has. What more do you want?

That old guy in Phoenix lived. I'm not going to make the same mistake with this

one. Oh, Carl, Carl.

We could be on a plane and be miles away by the time she woke up.

How come you like her so much, hmm?

I liked him off, Carl.

And at first I knew what we were doing. We weren't hurting anybody.

Oh, come on.

They're just like little babies. They trusted me.

They didn't have anybody to take care of them.

Oh, please don't hurt that old lady.

Okay.

Where are you going?

To make a plane reservation. We're going to get the first flight out of here,

all right?

Well, what about Miss Whittaker?

Well, if it'll make you happy, you just let her sleep, all right?

DN -31.

DN -31, go ahead.

Inspector, in response to our telephone canvas, the Summit Motel on East 11th

Street says a party just registered there in a yellow four -door.

License number HX2890.

They're in room 160.

Right. Have the other units join us there.

What is it, Mr. Ruggalo?

What are you... Carl!

No!

No! Get out of here!

Help!

You can't do this to her!

You can't!

Mrs. Whitaker, are you all right? Yes, but help this poor child, Inspector.

Is Mrs. Whittaker in?

Come in, Inspector.

I see you gentlemen.

We're leaving today, Mrs. Whittaker. We just came to say goodbye.

Oh, I do appreciate that.

I'll see you at Angela's trial.

Oh, yes.

Foolish girl, Angela.

She has a fine gift for life, making you feel and enjoy it. It's a rare

talent.

I gather you've decided to overlook her other talents.

Well, what else can I do? After all, she saved my life.

I hope the jury appreciates that.

Well, you'll have a chance to tell the court how you feel.

She did something else for me.

She made me feel young again.

Yes, Miss Sorensen.

Oh, take that fool chair out of here. It just depresses me.

You gentlemen will excuse me.

It's time for my bubble bath.

Carl S. Beaumont and Irene Galloway were tried and found guilty of conspiracy to

transport stolen property in interstate commerce.

Carl Beaumont was sentenced to a federal penitentiary and is awaiting trial in

state court for attempted murder.