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Operator, I want the police.

The police? Yes, it's an emergency.

Hello.

I want to report a bomb.

Yes, a bomb. Now listen.

It's going to be planted in the new federal building annex at 9 o 'clock.

And it's supposed to go off at midnight tonight.

What?

And you should have soldered that end next time.

Get the sirens.

Yeah, they're just passing.

Come on, let's go!

We can't wait.

Just a few seconds. Eric, they're right outside.

Then set the timer.

It's stuck.

Okay. Cool that wire.

Let's go.

Come on, some other time, huh?

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Reynolds.

With guest stars Wayne Monder.

Diana Ewing.

Mark Jenkins.

And Jeffrey Duell as Eric Stone.

Tonight's episode.

On the night of October 13th, the Los Angeles Police Department received an

anonymous call.

indicating that a time bomb would be placed in the federal building annex.

Police, fire, and disaster units were immediately dispatched to the area,

arriving just before the bomb exploded.

One person, a building guard, was seriously injured.

Since the explosion destroyed government property, the FBI began an immediate

investigation.

We haven't got much to go on. The lab's only been at it a few hours.

How much dynamite was used?

Six sticks, possibly eight.

Available to anyone?

I'm afraid so.

Anything else?

The lab found bits of alligator skin and pieces of metal -linked chain, possibly

from a woman's purse.

Big enough to hold a bomb?

They think so.

Who tipped the police?

Oh, the usual. Anonymous.

Male, female?

Sergeant on duty said it was a male voice.

He said he had the impression the caller was young and very excited.

This is the note the police found after the bombing.

The original is on ordinary letter -sized paper, available almost anywhere.

Obviously, they tried to warn the guard, but the bomb went off four hours

earlier.

The lab said it was a very crude device.

The timing mechanism was completely destroyed, so we don't know whether they

it wrong or decided to move it up themselves.

Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall.

Listen to us, and the cause will explode again unless you do.

That Bible quote suggest anything?

I doubt it. Everybody quotes the Bible.

Well, I want you and Tom to get out to the scene.

I'll call Brian Duran and tell him you're on the way.

I don't mind the speeding tickets so much, but when the pig ordains

in my life, I have to be given up to his lecture.

That's too much.

You shouldn't get tickets.

I know, I know.

It's now a matter of official record that Karen Wondemere was in her car

east on such and such a road at such and such a time. I said I'm sorry.

Caution!

In everything we do and every move we make. No waves, no banners, no nothing.

We're in it now.

All of us.

And there's all sorts of very clever people looking for us.

Let's not make it easy for them.

Do you have your car radio on, Karen?

Oh, you mean about the anonymous caller who Dunn is in?

Yes, I heard that, Knox.

Well, we've been kicking it around.

We're the only four who knew anything about it.

Somebody had to know.

Then why haven't we been picked up?

That's a good question.

Karen.

Well, uh, maybe somebody knew about the bombing, but didn't know who would do

it.

That doesn't wash, sweetheart.

Gil's right.

The tipster had to know us first.

That's how he learned about the bombing.

About who?

Somebody who wanted to stop the bombing, but didn't want us caught.

Well, that's academic, Eric. I mean, that could apply to my great -aunt

Sure, if you told her it could.

Oh, yeah. I talk in my sleep.

I talk in my sleep.

We're not about to betray ourselves, our convictions, our dedication.

Well, you know what I mean.

Maybe I just don't know you.

Or any of you, for that matter.

Six months ago, I didn't.

And then I met Knox.

We shared a philosophy.

And then you came along, a friend of Knox's.

And Gil.

Where's this getting us?

One of us tipped. No other way.

Motion carried.

All right.

Now let's get on with it.

Just think.

Some... Some unintentional remark.

Like a... A stranger making it a point to get to know us.

Now let's just walk it around for a while.

Gil.

I talked to you guys.

No one else.

When you bought the dynamite?

That was a hundred miles away.

No questions.

No nothing.

Karen, what about Alan?

Alan and I don't talk about this.

He knew what we were planning before he quit.

But he didn't know where or when.

Don't worry, Knox, baby. You're on the agenda.

That's nothing, really.

We headed out the night he left the group.

Big, ugly fiend with everything but Wagner on the stereo.

Alan wanted me to quit, and I wanted him back in with us.

It was a standoff.

We agreed that the two of us might make it if... We didn't talk about the cause.

And we don't.

Never. Not a word.

Pretty lady.

Grooves on your kid brother.

And you share a pad with him.

So?

So maybe you told him something.

Figured you'd trust Alan, you know, your own brother.

Sorry. We're running a little late, folks.

Good answer, Knox.

Oh, come on, Eric.

Suppose I did talk to him about our plans, which I didn't.

Karen's his girl. I'm his brother. Do you think he wants to send us to a

penitentiary? I mean, man, your card is punched, folded, mutilated, and spindled

if you think Alan's the one.

Bravo.

Encore, encore.

All right.

Here's what we have to do.

Now, for the next few days, each one of us has to go back over the last weeks

and remember every single thing he's done and said.

Everybody he's seen, all the phone calls, anything.

Until one of us comes up with something.

Now, Gil, you're in charge.

Check us out.

Me too.

And get results.

We have several suspects who belong to the Bruce Lee's militant groups, but we

haven't come up with anything yet.

Is there any particular group that stands out over the others?

Yes, but to the best of our knowledge, they've never resorted to bombing.

Not up to now, at least.

I know it said, listen to us.

The use of the word us could be a deliberate attempt to throw us off the

It still might be a lone bomber.

It's probably your call.

Yes? Oh, put him on, please.

It's Mr. Ward.

Arthur? Lewis, I'm in the lab. I've got a few things working for us.

First of all, they confirmed that the bomb was built into a purse.

Retail value over $100. Top grade alligator.

Do you have the manufacturer of the purse?

Yes, and the name of the only retail outlet in the Los Angeles area, a

Bells department store.

Winthrop Bells?

Right.

Traces of face powder were found on the purse fragments.

The lab wasn't able to identify the manufacturer, but they found that the

had a distinctive blend and color.

Because it could have been special ordered.

Mm -hmm.

The lab report is on its way to you.

Anything on the workings of the bomb?

Yes, a heavy gauge nylon line, the type used in deep sea fishing.

And this last item backs that up.

They found bits of fiberglass casing, the kind used to waterproof batteries

in skin diving, underwater photography, things of that sort.

All right, Arthur, thank you.

Then it was a purse.

And expensive.

Are we anywhere near Winthrop Bells? Nine, ten blocks west of here, on 7th.

Let's see if I can guess.

You've just won an all -expense -paid tour to... Romantic Bora Bora.

Not even 25 words or less?

Thought I'd try it on my own.

Then you haven't checked the cost of living lately, my boy.

I'll be 21 in a couple months.

I'll get my share of Dad's insurance money.

Uh, you heard about that bombing?

I said, have you heard about that bombing?

I heard about it three months ago, didn't I?

You don't think we did that?

Don't con me, Knox. Oh, wow, Alan, you are wigged, man, if you think we did

that. There were people in that building.

Whose idea was that?

Eric's?

We don't have to kill anybody.

Well, that's really very interesting to hear, because you sure almost did kill

someone. Hey, man, that was an accident.

Now,

let's trade, baby brother.

That was an accident.

If you don't believe me, you just ask Karen.

Alex, listen to me, will you?

Eric and Gil, those clowns are going to drag you so far down with them, man,

you're never going to get up again.

Harken, folks, it's ye olde psychology major. Bang, bang, strikes again.

You know I'm right.

I know that you're all hemmed in by textbooks.

I'm blinded by final exams. Look around you, Alan. Today, we are being sold out

as human beings.

Embalming buildings is going to change that?

It's a beginning.

We're going to change a lot of things.

To what?

I mean, come on, tell me. To what?

Tell me what I have to look forward to after all these changes take place.

Eric and the White House?

Or does that get blown up, too?

Knox, you know I want change, too.

I even followed you into that group.

And I listened to that extremist garbage.

You want to know what Eric's going to change? Eric is going to change your

into a number if he doesn't accidentally blow you up first.

And come on, Knox, please.

You made that call.

You made that call.

You made that call.

What's the matter? You having fun now? Aren't you getting enough kicks out of

plain old bombing? You made that call.

You called the law.

To save your neck and Karen's. Well, little brother Alan, you almost got us

blown to bits, let alone caught.

It didn't occur to me that you guys had moved the schedule up.

How did you know?

How did you know about any of it?

Karen. No, nobody told me. You were on the phone late one night.

You thought I was asleep. I overheard you.

dumb, dumb little kid.

You see, I figured that if the cops were already there when you guys came, that

you'd be scared off.

Well, Brother Allen, you better just keep packing your bags and start

Come with me.

Oh, come on, Knox. It's one thing to, you know, to do something that you

in, but, man, it's stupid to get your head blown off for no reason at all. You

don't understand.

We'll just cut out, man. Anywhere. You don't understand. I believe in what I'm

doing. You don't know what you're doing.

Well, man, I know that you better get as far away as you can and as fast as you

can.

Don't take your car, because Gil will probably have his dudes watching it.

Gil. Will you listen to me and shut up?

Man, what have you done?

Now you stay away from family.

Don't even tell me where you're going.

I'll try to cover for you if I can, somehow.

Alan, please don't take any chances.

Because Eric's very thorough.

He scares you?

Yeah.

Yeah, he scares me.

And Gil.

He scares me, too.

And anybody else.

Who figures on killing my brother?

Is that Tatfield?

Yes. I'm Inspector Erskine, FBI.

This is Mr. Colby.

How may I help you?

Trans Center Handbags manufactures an alligator purse.

I believe the model number is J400.

Yes, I know it well. It's the top of our line.

We understand this is the only store in the Los Angeles area that carries that

particular model.

It is. We carry an exclusive.

Miss Chatfield, we'd appreciate it if you'd go through your records and give

a list of the people who bought that purse.

Inspector, this department sells an average of 300 handbags a month, nearly

,000 last year alone.

If you make those records available, we'll have agents review them.

Very well.

I'll call.

I'm hoping we can find one name on both lifts.

Someone who bought the face powder and the purse.

Where have you been? I've been so worried.

How'd you get on board without my seeing you?

You had your nose in that book.

Again? What? Kiss me.

Why didn't you telephone?

I don't know.

Look at you.

Your clothes look like you've been sleeping in them.

Eric thinks you betrayed us. Karen, listen to me, please.

I want you to come with me.

Where?

Somewhere. It doesn't matter.

Just come with me.

We've been through this before.

But I'm leaving.

Now, being together, you and I, that stops.

Unless you come with me.

But I can't. Just run out on your brother and Eric and Gil.

Oh, darling, don't you understand?

I've got my life all planned out. I know what I want to do. I don't want to be

just another housewifey housewife.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you want to clear the air, reform society, change

country. I forget in which order.

Well, I'm going to try.

I'm giving myself everything I am to what I believe in.

Oh, yes, ma 'am.

Karen the martyr.

Get your tickets, ladies and gentlemen. See the little lady sacrifice herself

right before your very eyes. Oh, shut up.

Karen, stop kidding yourself. This yacht ain't exactly a ghetto area.

It's rent -free.

Not to your parents.

Well, what did you want me to do, Alan? Set up a tent in the middle of Main

Street? I couldn't live at home. I had to stay someplace.

Then try me, hon.

The paper said that it had been five seconds sooner and that maintenance

would have been blown to bits.

Is that what you want?

Because the only kind of change you're ever going to get with a bomb is that

kind.

Yeah.

So you know.

I'm the rat.

I'm the one who tipped the cops.

Because I love you doesn't give me the right to judge.

That works both ways.

We both lose.

Each other?

Maybe. Maybe.

I don't know yet.

So, next stop, nowhere.

We can't look after you.

I know.

Well, he's already been here, and he's talked to me, and I don't think he'll be

back. Maybe this will be the safest place for you.

Yeah.

Okay, Captain.

Pipe me aboard.

And you'll stay?

Aye, aye, Captain.

Things will work out.

Never.

Mrs. Roderick Leonard, Mrs. Anna Wondermere, Jean Nelson.

Is that it, Harry?

Good. Thank you.

Only the six women bought that particular blend of face powder.

Well, there's no Mrs. Roderick Leonard here.

No, here.

What's the next name on those?

Wondermere, Mrs. Anna.

No. Here it is.

We have a match.

Anna Wundermere.

One of the city's first families.

They have the biggest estate out in Cedarhurst.

Anna Wundermere is hardly what we're looking for.

We'll see.

Nobody's come up with anything.

Nothing around you has changed.

Friends, family, milkman, bank teller.

Waitress. All act just the same, huh? Nothing that could point to our traitor.

Is that what you're telling me?

Eric, maybe it was a one -in -a -million shot.

Bad odds.

He was always some crank calling up, claiming he left a bomb somewhere.

Long shots, they come in.

That's good thinking, Knox.

Thanks, Jared.

Feels better now.

I think it's worth our consideration.

Sure, like, believe it or not, Stranger in Fiction. That kind of coincidence.

They happen.

They happen.

You hear him, Gil?

Yeah. I got 20 -20 hearing.

Karen?

I think we should accept his explanation, because if we can't trust

then we are going nowhere, brothers.

All right.

Let's close the book.

There's no traitor.

No Judas.

Just one great big coincidence.

Right, Knox?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Just like that other coincidence?

Your brother left town the day after the bombing?

You didn't mention that, Knox, baby.

I mean, that's worth a headline to us any day of the week. But you didn't even

think to tell us.

Now, why?

Because you knew your brother had tipped.

No, man, nothing like that.

Now, we've been bugged with each other lately, that's all.

He's been talking about leaving.

He left when he did, and I didn't mention it. I didn't mention it because

what you'd think, exactly what you're thinking.

Alan wouldn't cop out on us.

All right.

So much for old business. Now, wait a minute, man.

Is that it?

About Alan?

Well, Gil's in charge of such things.

Well, don't we get a vote?

Why are we forgetting what we're supposed to be for?

Martial law, cutie.

Martial law.

Now then.

There wasn't a word about the bombing in today's paper.

And by tomorrow, it's going to be all forgotten. So, we're going to advance

schedule.

Another bombing?

So soon?

There's been too much complacency.

The people don't really believe that revolution's already started.

And we've got to convince them.

We've got to draw the line straight and clear so that everybody will know which

side they want to stand on.

We've got to do something to finally get it on.

So, from now on, no warnings, and when the blast comes, the buildings won't be

empty.

If it's a revolution, then let's have a little dying.

I must say, you don't look like the pest control man.

I beg your pardon? But the termites won't know that now, will they?

Mrs. Wundermere, we're with the FBI.

I'm Inspector Erskine, and this is Mr. Colby. Mrs. Wundermere?

The library's in here.

Mrs. Wondermere, did you buy an alligator purse from Winthrop Bells? Of

did.

Nobody would ask such a question without knowing the answer.

May we see it, please?

I decided I didn't like it, and I gave it to my granddaughter.

Where can we reach her?

I don't know.

She left this house four months ago.

Do her parents live here?

Yes, but they're in Europe now, trying to forget...

About... The problem is that Karen is 20.

She's very aware of all the national ills that have to be treated.

Nobody but a fool would deny that they exist.

Karen wanted to make her feelings known.

Of course, the Wondermere's are revolutionaries.

Pardon?

That was in 1776.

Do you hear from your granddaughter?

No. She dropped out of college. I know that much.

Have you tried to find her?

We've tried.

What about her friends?

Well, the old friends she doesn't see and the new friends I've never seen.

I've almost been afraid to ask you.

What is it that Karen has done that would involve the FBI?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Wondermere. I'm not in a position to say just now. But her name

has come up in one of our investigations.

All the signs were there.

Karen is too emotionally involved.

Change she wanted. Wipe the slate clean.

And when I'd ask her what she'd substitute, she'd run out of words.

Perpetuous, naive.

Oh.

But Karen is a good girl, Inspector.

Wisdom, judgment, that'll come in time when she's all grown up.

Marine boat registry, please. She was a senior at Horace Canfield College.

We'll need a list of her friends, so start interviewing them. Right.

And let's find out if she lived in a dormitory or off campus.

The nylon fishing line and plastic fragments found by the lab might tie in

the boat.

They found it.

Down at the new marina.

The Wanderer's boat's name is Silver II.

There's no point in blaming yourself.

I think I am so clever.

You saw what Eric was after only two meetings. I had to wait until I actually

heard him announce we were all going to become murderers.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

If I get the law to stop him, I condemn myself and your brother and maybe even

you.

I don't want to go to jail, but I don't want anybody to die either.

He lays it with him long.

I have to make a decision.

Soon.

Don't move.

Don't look at me.

There are two men coming.

How nice and cool that could be the law.

Miss Wundermere?

That's right.

I'm Inspector Erskine. Mr. Colby, we're with the FBI.

Well, I'm sorry, fellas. I've given up dating for Lent.

Of course, you realize you have the right to remain silent.

I have nothing to hide. What do you want?

It's about your alligator purse.

Oh, you found it.

Well, you see, I lost it several months ago.

Can I have it back?

Well, I don't think you'd want it now.

Why? It was blown to pieces in the bombing of the Federal Building the

day.

Oh?

That's too bad.

Is this your permanent residence now, Ms. Wondemere?

Are you staying here alone?

Well, Inspector, in spite of all, I really don't have to answer anything.

You notice the two plates?

It's quite an appetite for a little girl.

And that leather jacket.

At least four sizes too big for her.

Someone left in a hurry?

Set up a surveillance right away.

Okay, thanks.

I found him.

Where? A bar near the marina.

Tony just called.

Who?

Just a guy.

Do me a favor.

Tony doesn't know anything.

You know what to do.

Suppose the FBI turns up Alan.

Suppose he talks.

We'd all be dead.

All of us.

Right, Knox?

Now, don't argue with me, Karen. Get the car and meet me here. Now!

This is L .A. 23 to L .A. 7.

Go ahead.

Subject has just gotten into her car and is pulling out of the parking lot.

10 -4. Keep informed.

When Karen comes, would you tell her I'll be out in the park?

We have been hiding, kid.

Get behind!

I'll call an ambulance.

Miss Wondermere, we're going to want some answers now.

I'm afraid it might be too late.

Where is the bomb?

Not set yet. Somewhere in the federal court building. What time is it set to

off? Three o 'clock.

Where are they going to put it?

That's just it. I don't know.

We've got less than an hour. I don't know.

It could be anywhere in the federal court building. All I know is it's

to kill people.

Maybe a lot of them.

extra police and the bomb disposal squad immediately.

You've got no way of knowing who they are. You better let me go in with you. I

can point them out.

They're innocent people in there.

You've got less than 30 minutes.

I'm telling you, you'll never spot them.

Please, for once, listen to us.

All right.

You'll go in with her.

Get it out.

Did you actually see the defendant drive his car to the front of the garage,

park it there, and then open the door?

I object, Your Honor. Defense is leading the witness.

Sustain, Mr. Harper.

Defense will refrain from not only leading this witness, but will avoid

whole line of questioning.

Your Honor, if I may approach the bench, I think I can explain the irrelevancy

of this question.

All right, I'll hear both counsels.

Eric, let's get out of here.

In a minute.

We got about eight minutes.

We only need two.

Jim Clayton, building guard. He knows his way around. Good. Stay with us. Yes,

sir. I have agents and police searching the building now.

Seven minutes.

Is there any section of the building he'd particularly want to bomb?

All of it. No, justice.

My brother was always rapping about justice.

Let's start with the courtrooms.

Stay with the girl.

You still haven't answered the question, Mr. Pierce, so I'm going to repeat it.

Did you actually see the defendant drive his car to the front of the garage?

Sorry, Mr. Parker.

Ladies and gentlemen, we must clear this courtroom at once.

Court recessed until tomorrow.

Courtrooms are on this floor. Many. Six.

Let's go. There won't be anybody here.

The bomb will go off and nobody here.

Hey, man, we got less than four minutes. Can you dig it?

No, we can't fail a second time. Man, it's no failure. That thing will wipe

this whole floor. Let's go. No.

Leave it. No.

We'll leave it in the lobby.

There'll still be people there.

We're going to shove this whole power structure right up against the wall,

baby.

The system's going to bleed, and the establishment's going to live it.

Bomb disposal unit has just arrived.

The briefcase, the bomb.

That's him.

What else is down here? The underground parking and the air conditioning unit.

Where's that? This way, sir.

Come on!

We've got a little more than a minute.

Get rid of it!

You come on!

We're too close. You shut up. You shut up. You're crazy.

Time's run out.

It's right over there. Step behind the wall. Come on,

get out of here.

No chance.

Step aside please.

Move back.

Step aside.

Move back.

It's all over. You can go now.

I almost thought it happened.

I bet you didn't.

It's got to come for something.

Well, whatever they were after, they sure didn't get it.

I thought everything I did counted for something.

Now I'm not so sure.

It's a start.

Eric Stone, Knox Hiller, Gilbert Manning, and Karen Wondermere.

were convicted in federal court of destruction of government property.

They were sentenced to a federal penitentiary.

Alan Hiller was convicted of misprision of a felony.