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Willard, do you read?

Yeah, I read. Go ahead.

We're coming up on a Border Patrol checkpoint.

Looks like two, Inspector.

Lay back and cover us.

Right.

Good morning. Could I see your driver's license?

Oh, sure.

Where'd you come from?

Uh, Tucson.

Visiting relatives.

We're on our way back to Los Angeles.

Can you get out and open the rear of the truck, please?

Hold it.

Hands up.

Both of you.

That looked like heroin, all right.

Cut them.

Let's get out of here. What are we doing with them, though?

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott.

William Reynolds.

With guest stars William Shatner.

Betty Ackerman.

Astrid Warner.

Tonight's episode.

antenna of death.

At 3 p .m. on June 17th, the Phoenix office of the FBI received a call from

U .S. Border Patrol office at Casa Grande.

The two missing patrol inspectors assigned to a traffic check operations

the Arizona -Mexican border had been found alive but in critical condition.

The FBI began an immediate investigation.

Even as the wounded officers were being rushed to a hospital.

A description of two of the subjects applied by the inspectors, plus latent

fingerprints obtained from the patrol vehicle, were forwarded to the FBI

Identification Division in Washington.

The results were immediately teletyped to Inspector Lewis Erskine in the

office.

Latent Fingerprint Section, Identification Division, reports

developed on Border Patrol vehicle, identical fingerprint record, Arthur

Lawrence Majors.

FBI number 537567H.

Majors currently subject to an unlawful flight murder investigation.

Kansas City, designated office of origin.

Here's the identification order on majors.

Yes?

Mr. Ward.

Yes, Art.

Liz, you have the teletype on majors?

Yes.

Well, I have some additional information from a highly placed informant in

Kansas City.

He says Majors is tied in with narcotics.

It's a network between Kansas City and Los Angeles.

How are the two patrol officers doing?

Well, they're still in serious condition.

Were they able to give you any further description of the other two suspects?

No, they didn't get a good look at them.

Well, we weren't able to come up with anything on their description of the man

with Majors. It was too general.

This operation is reported to have its headquarters in Los Angeles, so you'd

better get up there.

Right. I'll contact you when we arrive.

Why? What else can I do?

I see.

Do you know who you're working for?

You know we have rules.

Yeah.

One of them regards violence.

We don't use it unless we're ordered.

Do you understand?

I'm taking you out of circulation for a while. You see Chandler the first thing

tomorrow.

What am I going to do?

Anything he tells you, you live with it.

Till I think you're ready for another assignment.

Now get out of here.

Majors, I got a report that you might be sampling the heroin.

True.

You want to look for marks?

I'll take your word for it this time.

Just be careful.

If I ever find out you're...

Well, what happened?

We just resigned.

What are you talking about?

Kirby, what happens to the junk after we deliver it?

Goes out to the pushers. They pay for their supplies.

So a distributor would rake in quite a lot of dough in one day.

Artie. You're not thinking of holding up a bag, man.

If we connected at the right time, we could land... A hundred grand or so.

Or a bullet through the head.

I don't want any part of this.

What about you two?

Well, um... We're with you, Artie. Yeah, sure, no sweat.

I'll drop you at the next bus stop.

Robert, these men are from the FBI.

Inspector Erskine, Agent Colby.

They want to ask you... Something the matter?

Yes, Robert, I'm afraid so.

We want to talk to you about the Arnello pawn shop on East 6th Street.

You sold them a .38 caliber revolver two days ago.

We want to inform you of your rights.

You don't have to say anything.

You can call a lawyer if you wish.

Talk with them, Robbie. Of course I'll talk with them, Mom.

It's crazy.

I've never owned a gun in my life.

That's just the point. You didn't own it. It belongs to a U .S. border

who's lying in a Phoenix hospital, critically wounded.

Where did you get the gun, Robert?

Jarrett. Mr. Jarrett?

He rented a room here. Well, he used to. He left this morning.

I have his full name.

Oh, Kirby Jarrett.

At least that was the name he gave me.

He had the gun in his room.

I stole it with some other stuff.

I needed the money.

Bad.

Robert, let me see your arm.

Oh!

Jared put me on it two months ago.

He turned me on to the junkie who pushes at school.

The price got so high, I didn't know what to do.

So I went back to Jarrett, and he just

laughed in my face and said,

no credit, junkie.

So I stole from him.

I took the gun.

Maybe I should have put it to my head.

Robert, did you see this Jared leave?

Yes.

Did you notice what kind of a car he was driving?

Yes.

He was with a woman.

And I heard him talking about where they were

going to go.

Give me a minute. I can tell you.

Mrs. Wilkins, this boy needs medical attention.

I'd like to get him to a hospital.

Yes. Come along, Robert.

Please help him.

You can tell us on the way.

It looks like the car that Robert described.

Would you step outside, please, and open your trunk?

FBI, Jarrett, you're under arrest.

I'll call you tomorrow.

My neighbor.

She saw you come in and just had to know everything about you.

Why didn't you tell her?

Strange.

I couldn't even if I wanted to.

I still hardly know you.

You're just a man who one day helped a poor stranded woman with a flat tire and

came home to dinner.

Seems like a long time ago.

Yes.

And I don't know any more about you now than I did then.

What's to know?

I'm just a salesman who likes a good home -cooked meal every now and then

he's in town.

I'm the company of a wonderful person.

Guess who that is.

Well, hello.

Hi. When did you get in?

This morning.

I'll be here the weekend.

You're late.

We just finished.

That's all right. I'll just have some coffee.

Want some? Yeah.

Let me see your hand.

Harvey Ehlers.

Campus intellectual.

Didn't you say he was engaged to someone else?

He was.

Shall I?

You're not going to get married until you finish school.

You said... Oh, don't be ridiculous, Mother. It was just an experiment.

Now that I've got him, I'm not interested. She can have him back.

You can't experiment with people's lives.

I find it very exciting.

Are you two going out?

Yeah, we're going to go to a movie. You want to come?

Homework.

Why don't you go and get ready?

I can handle the dishes.

I'll just be a few minutes.

Sure.

Curious?

What do you see in her?

Dear, old, solid mom.

I adore her dearly, but I thought you'd be looking for some more action.

More than just the kitchen and home cooking.

Well, maybe I like a kitchen and a home.

You've got a wife somewhere, haven't you?

Yeah.

And eight kids.

Well, you don't have to joke about it. That's all right.

I like people who break the rules.

Do you find me interesting or

do you ever think about me?

Sometimes. I'm flattered.

Don't be.

I know.

I'm selfish and arrogant and self -centered and... Well, I don't mean to

other people's feelings.

It's their own fault.

They leave themselves open.

I'll wash.

You dry.

I want to confess something.

I think a lot about you and me.

I don't know why.

I don't even understand my own feelings toward you. Maybe it's... I'm a father

to you.

Well, that may be part of it, and I... Let's leave it at that.

Okay.

But just promise me one thing.

Someday let's have a real adventure.

Something really wild.

It doesn't have to be romantic.

I just want to see life from your point of view.

You may not like the view.

And your mother would like it less.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not in competition with mother.

You, you fascinate me because, because I can't reach you.

But if I ever did, I'd throw you away just like everyone else.

Yeah.

I mean, well, it's nothing personal.

That's just the way I am.

Well, I'll tell you, Shelly. Don't throw away too much.

There comes a day we all run out of cards.

Hello?

Who?

For you.

Hello.

The distributor.

He's set up.

Where are you?

Bigness and Fifth.

Call her tomorrow.

How's the quality on the last shipment?

You crazy?

You're buying a death war.

Not if you don't tell anybody.

Where do you keep your stock?

Where do

you keep it?

It's in the safe.

Going to arrange a little accident car goes off the road catches fire nothing

left

milk.

Yeah. Oh, put him on, please.

That's Paul and Orrin Willard, all right.

Yes, Art.

Lewis, the Special Investigative Division has just come up with the name

man the organization has assigned to their West Coast narcotics operation.

Keith Allison.

He's out of St. Louis, isn't he?

Uh -huh.

According to our information, he's been given control of narcotics in the Los

Angeles area.

Hold on a minute, Lewis.

We've just received information from Los Angeles on Majors and the Willard

brothers. An informant there said they held up one of Allison's bag men.

Took $80 ,000 from him.

No doubt Allison's put out a contract.

On all three of them.

No, she had to work late.

Say, where have you been? We've missed you.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm in trouble.

I need help. Can you meet me?

Yes. All right.

I'm at 2414 Irolo Street.

2414 Irolo Street.

Just a minute.

No.

Don't write it down. Take a cab.

All right.

Listen, keep this between us.

Don't leave any messages for anyone.

Art, you aren't hurt, are you?

No, I'm all right.

Let's get here quick.

His room's at the top of the stairs, but it clears the rest of the building.

Now, the informant told us that Paul Willard's in the habit of carrying a

gun concealed on his person.

Hey, FBI, Willard. Hold it right there.

There's a warrant for your arrest charging you with assaulting federal

There's my leg.

Grab the wall.

Who's M .B. Willard?

I don't know.

That's my brother's book.

Where is he?

Probably out looking for a pusher.

Yeah, 213 is Los Angeles area code. See if you can identify that number.

You're interested in your brother staying alive.

You better tell us where he is.

Well, uh, look.

Art?

Shelly? Yes.

It's all right, Pepe.

It's a good girl. It's a good girl.

Now, here's the story.

Don't worry.

I got in over my head with some gamblers. I owe them a lot of money.

looking for me. I got to leave the country.

Well, how did you get out of that? I haven't got any time to explain anymore.

Do you still want to help me?

Yes, anything.

Good.

Because the gamblers would have all the major airports covered. Yeah, yeah,

yeah. The pilot's name is Ray Calvin.

I haven't been able to get a hold of him by phone.

Here's a list of his hangouts.

Find him.

And when you do, give him this.

But what does he look like?

He's tall, gray, black hair, mustache, a scar on his forehead.

When you contact him, call me. Okay, groovy.

And by the way, he knows me as...

Arthur Majors.

I got the stuff.

Come on, come on, give it to me.

Hey.

All right, where is he?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know where Matrix is.

I swear to you, I don't know where he's at.

Ray Calvin?

My name's Shelly Bender.

Sarah.

Where is he?

I'm... I'm supposed to deliver your answer.

One way to Mexico City.

What kind of trouble is he in?

I don't know.

Tell him it'll cost him.

I want $5 ,000.

Half down.

Right away.

I'll tell him.

Hey.

My telephone number.

I'll wait till midnight.

Ken, Ray Calvin.

Remember Artie Majors?

Yeah, he wants to take the long run.

I'd like to know who wants him. Ask around, will you?

Call me back.

Mrs. Binion?

Yes? We're with the FBI.

Please come in.

Thank you.

I'm Inspector Erskine.

This is Mr. Colby.

Won't you have a seat?

No, thank you. Mrs. Binion, do you know this man?

Yes, it's Arthur Cole.

He's a friend.

Do you know where he is now?

No, I haven't seen him in a couple of days.

May I ask what's wrong?

He's wanted for murder and assaulting federal officers.

That can't be true.

Not Art Cole.

He wouldn't do a thing like that.

His name isn't Cole, Mrs. Binion. It's Majors.

Where can we find him, Mrs. Binion?

I don't know where he stays.

He never told me anything about his background.

Other than he was a widower and traveled a lot.

I never knew when I would see him.

Do you know of any other friends he might have?

Just my daughter.

Is she here?

No, she's not home.

And I'm worried.

She's late and she usually tells me where she's going.

Hold on to me, Sylvester.

You stole it at jack -of -the -price.

Artie, I'm not. I don't have anything.

No horse, no acid, nothing.

I'm sending somebody down for it.

And they better come back with it.

Or I'll come down.

Who is it? Shelly.

Just a minute.

What did you find, Cal?

He's at the Loomis Hotel. He wants $5 ,000.

Half right away.

Fine.

Professor!

Get the information on the flight and get back as quickly as you can.

Just a minute.

I want you to make another stop.

You know the Tarkington Inn? It's a restaurant on South Alameda. Do you know

I'll find it.

Go to the manager.

His name is Doug Silvestri.

Doug Silvestri.

Give him this.

Go to the kitchen entrance.

He'll give you a package.

What kind of package?

Never mind.

Just bring it here. You understand? Just bring it to me.

Gary Grove.

Max Fairley.

Hit men out of Las Vegas.

Allison's evidently brought them here to help with the search for Majors.

Allison must believe that Majors are still here in Los Angeles.

Do we have warrants on any of them?

The St. Louis office has warrants on both Grove and Fairley. On lawful flight

murder.

We've alerted all units as to the possibility of their presence here.

No word on Shelly Binion?

No, she's still missing.

We've got to find Majors.

If they reach him first and that girl's with him... Tell him to alert the

radio room on Fairley and Grove.

Hello? Mr. Calvin?

Yeah. Is this my messenger girl?

But it'll be a little while.

I, uh, I have to do something first.

What?

I've got to stop at a restaurant to, uh, to get some food.

And then I'll be right over.

What restaurant?

Look, I can't wait all night.

Tarkington and Alameda.

Please wait.

I won't be long.

Okay. Hurry it up.

Tarkington, huh?

I better go pick her up.

You wait here in case I miss connections. What does she look like?

Uh, 20, 21.

Blonde. She's wearing a knit cap. It's tan.

Got a tassel. Okay.

Unit 3 reports they just spotted Gary Grove.

Where? In a car turning off Alvarado onto the freeway heading south.

Brian, assign another unit to assist three in the surveillance.

We'll contact them by radio.

Mr. Silvestri!

Police officer.

Hey, relax.

I'd just like to talk to you.

I haven't done anything.

I was just looking for the manager.

Know a man named Majors?

No, I don't know anybody.

I'd like to see your badge.

That won't be necessary.

We're going to have a little talk.

No!

Don't try it.

How do you feel?

Where's Arthur Majors?

I haven't seen him.

Then where did you get all the money you were carrying? Or the car you were

driving?

You can do what you want. I'm not going to tell you anything.

Art's always taken care of my mother and me. He's never asked for a thing in

return.

I'll never do anything to hurt him.

Do you know what kind of a man Majors really is?

He's the only man... I don't think you do.

A year ago, he was charged with the murder of a girl just about your age.

Recently, he was shooting two border patrolmen who were left in the desert to

die.

That can't be true.

Do you know who that was who was after you?

Oh, some gambler. No, Shirley, he's not a gambler.

He's an enforcer.

He takes care of pushers who step out of line.

Artie?

Majors who was responsible for a huge drug operation.

that's destroyed the lives of thousands of people, including children.

I can't believe that.

You better believe it, shall we?

It's not easy to care about someone for a long time and then in an instant stop.

Even when you've seen what they really are, you want so desperately to still

believe in them.

Please help me, Inspector.

I don't know what to do.

I think you do.

Where is he?

He's in a bungalow court.

2414 Irolo Street.

He wanted me to arrange for a pilot to fly him out of the country.

Ray Calvin.

Your partner should have been here by now.

No,

Larry, listen!

You have a lot of flying to do.

We're searching Major's place now.

I'll let you know.

Well, Lou, the agents that we sent to the Loomis Hotel report that Ray Calvin

gone.

According to the manager there, he left about 20 minutes ago with the man who

matches Major's description.

Where do we have him from the local airport?

Well, Calvin has a plane registered to him at a small field outside of San

Fernando called El Candido.

I've alerted the nearest units.

Let's go.

Look, this plane is in no shape to make a long hop.

Never mind.

Finish the gassing. Let's get moving.

L .A. 2.

2, go ahead.

L .A. 8 and 10 report they're approaching El Candido Field.

Request instructions.

Have them estimate situation on their arrival and make arrest if necessary.

We're on our way.

10 -4.

Get started. I'm trying.

Hit it in the air.

Hit it up in the air!

Inspector, I'm sorry for all the things I said before.

Before all this, I didn't realize what kind of man he really is.

I didn't realize what kind of person I was becoming.

I guess I still have a lot to learn.

Thanks for coming by, Shelly.

We'll call you if we need you again.

Arthur Majors was convicted of assaulting federal officers and together

Kirby Jarrett and the Willard brothers was sentenced to a federal penitentiary.

Majors, Gary Grove and Max Fairley were returned to the state of Missouri to

stand trial for murder.

Information supplied by the FBI to state and federal narcotics authorities led

to the conviction of Keith Allison and his confederates.