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Someone there?

Who's there?

Maybe the wires are... Oh, now, come on, honey. That's not the first time a

phone's gone dead.

But TV could be outside.

All right, honey, I'll look outside. Go see that the back door is locked.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott, William Reynolds,

with guest stars Dean Stockwell, Darlene Carr,

Diane Hull.

Tonight's episode, End of a Nightmare.

Makes a man feel young again.

Save a copy of the journal for you? Yes, please.

Is anyone there?

Who's there?

If it's money, here, take it.

Please, I'm an old man. I won't tell anybody.

What do you want from me? I've given you all I have.

Please, I'm not very...

On the evening of June 20th, while taking his nightly stroll through a

Los Angeles park, Calvin Betts suffered a heart attack after what was thought to

be an attempted robbery.

A news vendor questioned at the scene of the crime, told of seeing a young man

follow Betts into the park.

The description of this man, including the presence of a limp, suggested to

police a suspect, Darrell Thomas Ryder, a convicted bank robber, who, along with

inmate Henry Elkins, had just escaped from a federal penitentiary, critically

wounding a guard in the process.

When the news vendor positively identified Ryder's photograph, FBI

was requested.

Both fugitives were armed and considered extremely dangerous.

Till death us do part.

Do you make anything of it, Lewis?

Not offhand.

According to this, Ryder was serving out two robbery convictions at the time of

his escape.

So the first thing he does is go after an old man in the park and leave a

peculiar message like that behind him.

I'd like to go to Los Angeles, Arthur, interview the victim.

All right, Lewis.

Let me know as soon as you have anything.

Bye.

Press resident?

Hello?

Hello?

Who

was

it? Oh, it was probably the wrong number.

Do you remember?

I remember you got it for your 14th birthday and you played it so much I

hear it in my sleep.

Oh, I guess it was a terrible romantic at 14.

I think you still are.

You're right.

But this house has so many beautiful memories for me.

It's like putting my whole childhood in storage.

Oh, Amy.

Now listen.

If I don't get out of here this minute, you'll have me in tears.

Why don't you go on? I'm almost finished.

I'll see you in the morning.

Oh, I hope your husband's feeling better.

I'm sure it's nothing that a little rest and a lot of sympathy won't cure.

Yeah, he's the one, Inspector.

But I...

I don't think I've ever seen him before the park.

Does the name Darryl Ryder mean anything to you?

Darryl Ryder?

I'm afraid not. Should it?

Not necessarily.

You're a lawyer, aren't you, Mr. Betts?

Yes, but I've been retired for the past three years.

Ryder's been in and out of trouble with the law since he was 16.

I was wondering if there's a possibility your paths might have crossed.

Well, there's always that possibility, but I doubt it.

I had very little to do with criminal law. I handled mostly divorce cases.

Was that here in Los Angeles?

Pennsylvania, Scranton.

That's where the writer's from, Mr. Betts.

Oh?

Could I see that photo again?

I might add the limp is fairly recent. He broke his leg during an attempted

prison escape.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could help you.

Well, thanks anyway, Mr. Betts.

Inspector, perhaps this is just my imagination, but this rider seemed to

take sort of satisfaction out of chasing me. I mean, he seemed to enjoy it.

Agents interviewing airport personnel who were on duty late last night came up

with something.

Someone matching Ryder's description was seen boarding a flight for Tampa,

Florida. The plane landed in Tampa this morning.

I really wish you wouldn't stay here tonight.

It looks so empty.

It's been my second home for the past ten years.

It's going to be like saying goodbye to an old friend.

Do you want me to come inside with you?

The place is such a mess.

Besides, I want to get to bed early tonight.

I have a big day tomorrow.

Okay.

Talk to you tomorrow morning. Okay.

Get a good night's sleep.

I just want to call Mrs. Crothers to see how her husband is feeling.

Someone there?

Who's

there?

Who are you?

What do you want?

Please.

Don't.

Where's Cress?

My father?

I mean Joseph Cress.

He's dead.

That's a lie.

That's not to be a lie.

Please, my father's dead.

I'm telling you the truth. That's why I'm moving. Can't you see? I'm moving.

Please. All right.

This was meant for him.

Is that the man, Miss Crest?

Yes.

And you're sure you've never seen him before last night?

I'm positive.

It was all so weird and frightening.

He had this terrible look in his eyes and his voice.

The way he asked for my father was such hatred.

Miss Crest, did he give you any indication what he wanted with your

No.

But I thought about it after I called the police.

And I thought maybe it had something to do with my father's work.

What was your father's work?

He was a judge.

Here in Tampa?

No, we only vacationed here. Our home was in Pennsylvania.

My father was a judge in the Court of Common Pleas in Scranton.

Thank you, Miss Gratz.

Inspector Erskine?

My father was a very fair man.

Whatever reasons, this...

Ryder has for hating him. I'm sure they exist only in his mind.

I'm sure they do.

Bernard Clarence R.

Harold Lee.

What did you say that first name was?

Margaret.

That was my great aunt's name.

Um, yes.

Margaret Jane Bernard, 823 Sycamore Court.

But she doesn't live there anymore.

That's right.

She sold the house a couple of years ago.

And you don't have another address for her?

Not unless she bought another house here in Scranton.

Perhaps she moved into an apartment house. Did you look in the telephone

directory?

Yes, she's not listed.

Well, then... Perhaps she just plain moved away.

People do that nowadays, even older people.

Well, I remember years ago, a young man.

Could this be Maggie Bernard you're looking for?

Yes,

Maggie. Some of her old friends used to call her Maggie.

Why?

I haven't seen Maggie for years and years.

You won't believe this, but we used to go to high school together.

Her name was Phillips then. That's why the name Bernard didn't ring a bell

away.

Then you know where she lives.

Are you a friend of hers?

I used to do odd jobs for her around the house before I moved away.

Oh.

Well... The last I heard, Maggie had suffered a stroke.

Rather bad one, I'm afraid. Left her partially paralyzed.

And where is she?

Well, I understand she's in a nursing home.

Regency, I suppose.

Thank you.

Inspector? Bob, hope you had a good flight.

Nice to see you, Ken.

Going through the court records, we just turned up something very interesting,

Inspector. The attorney Betts represented Ryder's ex -wife, a girl by

of Mary Joan Bernard, in an annulment action over five years ago.

The presiding judge was Joseph Kress.

Where's the girl now?

We haven't been able to locate her yet.

Does she have any family here?

Yes, Mother, she seems to have dropped out of sight.

According to the statements given at the annulment hearing, Ryder was very much

against it. He seemed to think he could afford to take care of a wife and that

they were both old enough to live their own lives.

What was her feeling?

Very little. Her mother did all the talking for her. She obviously didn't

much of Ryder as a son -in -law.

Ready for your medication, Mrs. Bernard?

I have a surprise for you.

You had a call this evening.

My daughter?

No, but he did say he was a friend of yours.

Mr. Baylor.

He wanted to come to visit you tonight, but I told him it was too late and that

you're in room 10 and he could come tomorrow afternoon.

He said he would.

I don't...

Remember any Mr.

Baylor? Oh, well, well, I'm sure you will once you see him, especially after

you've had a good night's sleep.

Go ahead.

We have an address on Mary Bernard's mother.

She's a patient at the Regency Nursing Home, 315 South Carson Road.

Thank you. We'll head out there. You better alert the hospital attendants on

duty and notify the police.

10 -4.

Jimmy, when do you think you'll be coming home?

But that's so far away.

Of course I'll wait for you.

I love you, too.

Bye, honey.

Daryl?

Is this what you're looking for, Mrs. Bernard?

Yes. Yes, I will right away.

Chuck, I just got this call about Mrs. Bernard.

It was from the FBI.

Did you ever wonder what became of your ex -son -in -law?

And what he's been up to all these years?

Did you miss me, Mrs. Bernard?

He was here.

He must have gone out the back way.

Has Miss been out all right?

Yes, I just gave her a sedative. We got to her room just in time.

He got away.

We couldn't find him in the dark.

I never knew what my daughter saw in him.

He was such a wild boy.

He was always in trouble.

It's very important that we find her, Mrs. Bernard.

I don't know where she is.

When was the last time you heard from her?

After I pushed her to get the annulment.

She grew to hate me.

She moved out shortly after. That was almost five years ago.

And you have no idea where she might be?

No.

Did she have any close friends here that she might have kept in touch with?

Mary Joan never had any close friends.

She blamed me for that, too.

Would you mind if we had a copy made of this?

No.

Please.

I keep hoping that she'll call.

Maybe she doesn't know I'm sick.

If you find her, please tell her... I'm sorry.

Thank you, Mr. Van Halen.

Hello, Arthur.

Yes, Lewis.

Ryder seems to be following a definite pattern of revenge.

Lawyer, the judge, mother -in -law.

I imagine his ex -wife will be next.

Have you found out where she is?

Well, the Pittsburgh office just called. One of their informants spotted Henry

Elkins, the inmate who escaped with Daryl Ryder.

So you'd better get up to Pittsburgh.

We'll leave right away.

No.

I'm sure she lives here.

Hey, I know Peru, Indiana is not exactly big town USA.

But you can't expect me to know everyone who lives here.

Her name's Mary Joan.

Pretty name.

I thought for a minute there I was going to be forced into a higher tax bracket.

Got a choice?

Been a long time since you seen her?

Mm -hmm.

But you still can't forget her, huh?

Oh, you don't have to answer.

It's written all over your face.

And I know the look.

Believe me, I know the look.

Let me take another look at the picture.

This time with some help.

This was taken a long time ago, and she may have her hair different now.

Maybe longer, huh?

Yeah, she always wanted to wear her hair long.

Maybe.

Maybe you know her?

Well, there is a resemblance.

Uh -huh.

There's this gal I've seen over at the market a few times.

I've never talked to her, but...

Oh, she does look a little like the picture.

Uh -huh. Which market?

Barton's. The big one on the corner.

Thank you, thank you.

Mister. Hmm?

Um, in case you don't find her, we do serve dinner here.

Steaks, chops, a little conversation.

Thank you.

The hotel clerk definitely identified Elkins as a man who registered in the

of Jesse Smith.

He said he left the hotel about noon.

Hasn't returned yet.

All units are in position.

Hello?

Looks like our man there.

Victory! Victory!

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against

And you have the right to an attorney, if you wish.

You got me. What more do you want?

Daryl Ryder.

What do I look like, his keeper?

You're his cellmate.

You broke out together.

What were his plans?

One thing, staying out.

Did he ever speak about his ex -wife?

Yeah, he used to.

Come to think of it, he used to wear my ears out talking about her.

What'd he say?

How she was waiting for him on the outside.

How they were going to get married again, start all over.

Usual pipe dreams.

And then what happened?

Same thing that happens to all dreams. You wake up.

She came to visit him one day.

Must have been two years ago.

He came back to the cell looking like someone kicked him in the stomach.

You have any idea why?

She told him she wasn't going to wait for him anymore. They were through.

She thought it would be kinder telling him face to face than writing him a

letter.

From that time on, Daryl never mentioned her name.

He just kept it inside him like an open sore.

Believe me, I never mentioned it either.

Do you know if she told him where she was going?

Yeah, yeah.

Remember, he mentioned a town.

Stuck out in my mind because I didn't even know we had a place called that in

this country.

A place called what?

Peru.

Peru, Indiana.

Need any help? Oh, no. I just got a few things to buy.

What time do you think you'll be home?

Early.

Surprised, Mary?

Yes.

But you're not happy to see me, are you?

I was hoping you would be.

I was hoping. Daryl, I'm married now.

To that guy I saw you talking to in the truck earlier?

Yes.

That time I came to see you, I just didn't feel the same way about you

I thought I made it clear.

I love you, Mary.

You're still my wife.

Our marriage was annulled. Till death us do part.

Remember?

Isn't that the way it went?

We were just kids then, Daryl. We really didn't know what we were doing.

But we were happy.

That was a long time ago.

Sometimes it even seems like another life.

I've got to get home.

You're the cause of everything that's happened to me.

And of all the things that I've done, you're to blame for all of it.

Carol, you don't really believe that.

Oh, yes, I do.

You didn't have to have that annulment made.

We could have run off together.

Then I had to prove to your mother that I could become something and be worthy

of you. And I had to go out and make money.

Well, you didn't have to steal it.

There were other things you could have done.

Like what?

There were jobs.

Oh, like working in a gas station or sweeping up floors. Well, at least it

honest. And would that have satisfied your mother or proved anything to her?

It would have proved something to me.

Instead, you took the easy way out, started running wild again, and got

into more trouble.

You've used the annulment as an excuse for your own weakness.

There's only one person to blame for what you've done, Daryl.

Yourself.

No. I'm not letting you go Mary.

I have agents out checking now, trying to find Mary Bernard.

What about Ryder? He's in town.

A merchant here identified his picture.

He was also asking about her.

Kitty?

Kitty?

Hey, honey.

What's wrong? He's here. I talked to him. Who?

Daryl. He was waiting for me outside the market.

Well, how did he find you?

I don't know, but he did.

Does he know you're married?

I told him, but it was like he didn't hear me.

He kept talking about the past and how I was his wife.

I tried telling him that was all over, but he wouldn't listen.

Keith, I'm afraid.

Of what? What can he do?

He said I was to blame for all the things that happened to him. That it was

my fault.

Well, that's crazy.

But he believed it.

I could see it in his face.

You shouldn't have bothered talking to him. Why didn't you just leave?

I tried, but he wouldn't let me.

Keith, he said I still belonged to him and that he was never going to let me

Well, I got news for you, honey.

You're mine.

You have been ever since we first met.

I'm not going to let you go either.

Now, come on, honey.

Forget all about him. He's probably packing his bags right now.

I wish I could have believed that.

But I can't.

Keith, call the sheriff.

Tell him what? Tell him your ex -husband's here in Peru?

There's no law against that.

Maybe there is, at least in Daryl's case.

What do you mean?

The last time I saw him, he was in prison.

He's probably out on parole.

I didn't think they allowed parolees to travel about just any place they wanted.

And there's something else, Keith.

While we were outside the market, he saw a sheriff's car driving towards us.

And he was scared.

Please, Keith.

Call the sheriff.

Okay, honey.

If it'll make you feel any better.

What's wrong?

The phone must be out of order.

Maybe the wires are cut.

Oh, now, come on, honey. This is not the first time the phone's gone dead.

But TV could be outside.

All right, honey, I'll look outside. Go see that the back door's locked.

the door.

I told you I wasn't going to let you go, Mary.

Stay out of sight.

How long ago was this taken?

Six years.

She's 23 now.

Well, it looks a little like Mrs. Owens.

Come to think of it, her first name is Mary.

Do you have her address?

She's a customer of mine.

I'll get it.

Go away.

I won't hate you.

I love you. I said I wouldn't hurt you.

Where's my husband?

I'm your husband.

No. Till death us do part.

And we're both still alive.

And all those people that tried to separate us, your mother, the lawyer,

judge, they were all wrong.

What have you done to Keith?

He had no right to you. You're still mine.

to go far away.

And this time, no one's going to come between us.

No, please, please leave me alone.

And we're going to be happy.

FBI writer.

If you don't want to hurt, then stay away.

think you'll get i'm taking my

wife home with me she still loves me and we're going to be happy together

the best thing you can do for her is let her go

Like this, with all that's happened, it doesn't make sense about my mother

anymore. I'm sure she'd be glad to see you.

You know, Inspector, I always had a feeling something like this would

That Daryl would come looking for me.

It was like living in a nightmare.

Well, it's over now, Mrs. Owens.

Thank you.

Daryl Thomas Rider and Henry Charles Elkins were found guilty of escape and

assaulting federal officers.

They were returned to federal penitentiaries to serve the remainder of

sentences. Various assault charges are pending against Rider in state court.

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