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You think it's a tally, Mr. Conway?

It's even worse than our first estimate. In cash, $3 ,192 ,400.

In securities, many of them negotiable, well over another million.

Well, I admire them.

Three very daring men who harm nobody, but who jangle the system's nerves to

tune of what?

Well over $4 million?

Well, I want the truth. Did you have anything to do with that robbery in

Don't ask me about my business, Peg. I told you that a hundred times. For this

one time, you're going to tell me.

Paul, the boat's going to break loose.

The FBI.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Ephraim Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring Philip Abbott and Shelley Novak.

With guest stars Richard Anderson, Marge Ducey.

Tonight's episode, The Big Job.

South West.

There's only a three -way split.

The thing you'll share.

calm down, Farrell.

I've been expecting your call. Special Agent Dalton phoned from Cincinnati.

Sure, I remember you.

Now tell me, did you get a good look at him? That's just it, Inspector.

Before I could chance turn it around, he was gone.

Was his voice familiar?

Sure was, but I can't place him. You know, there was all that singing and

everything.

All right, Farrell. Call if anything comes to mind or if he contacts you

Used to be an informant of ours. Top safe man locksmith.

Turned down a job somewhere in the southwest.

Very big money. Only three people involved.

I'll get word to all regional offices in the southwest.

There may be a major burglary in the offing.

On the evening of February 13th, three armed masked bandits struck the

depository of Darts Incorporated, a nationwide armored car service.

Because Darts was acting as an agent of local banks in transporting and holding

some of the stolen funds, the robbery came under the jurisdiction of the FBI.

Inspector Lewis Erskine was immediately placed in charge of an investigation

that was to prove one of the most extensive in the Bureau's history.

The Dodge and Dallas, I heard it.

I'll head there. I think you better go to Cincinnati and check out Gigi Farrell

again. I'm on my way.

Listen, I never squealed on anybody.

Never in my whole life.

Honestly.

I didn't even know it was you.

I mean, that night when we were singing.

Hey, you guys really scored, didn't you?

I heard all about it on the radio.

Yeah.

And you didn't even need me, see?

You don't need me now.

Pharmacy, Mr. Farrell.

Are you still awake?

I have your prescription.

Leave it at the door.

Okay, Mr. Farrell. This is Mr.

Farrell's room.

Mr. Farrell?

Mr. Farrell?

Are you awake?

I don't think he's gone out. He's just had a bad bout of the flu.

It's his heart, you know.

Open the door, please.

Hey,

the phone's right there down the hall.

He came in through the window.

Tried to kill me, and I blacked out.

I was one of the first to be taped, Inspector, so I was kind of out of it

the very beginning.

Did you hear their conversation?

Well, they never spoke. Not a word.

Inspector?

This thing could be blood. Very recent.

May I have your attention a moment, please?

Has anyone on the regular staff...

Scratched himself on this post in the last few days?

Excuse me, but one of those men scratched himself there.

And I remember because he went like this.

You know? And it was right to the white glove he was wearing.

Looks like some white threads caught here, Inspector.

I'll get it off to the lab right away, along with the blood.

Just the sniffles.

Like when you have a cold or sometimes a guy in trouble.

The pickup truck was parked right there, Inspector, where those two motorcycles

are now. It was blue. Two shades of blue.

What time was this?

Just a matter of minutes before they broke in here.

That'd make it just before 2 o 'clock.

Was it kind of dark to see the colors?

Actually, I stared at it for maybe 20, 30 seconds.

Another car passed by and the headlights kind of showed what color it was.

What made you stare at it?

It happens I was in the market for just that kind of truck.

I wanted white.

My wife wants blue. Yes, just a minute.

Inspector, it's Chris Daniels.

Yes, Chris.

Inspector, Farrell had a severe heart attack before I had a chance to get to

him. He's here in the intensive care unit in the Cincinnati hospital.

Talk to the doctor?

Yes, sir, and as of right now, they don't think he's going to come out of

Officer, somebody broke into his room through a fire escape window and took a

shot at him. We dug a bullet out of the wall and we're checking the room for

prints. All right, Chris, have Cincinnati keep in touch with the

Farrell regains consciousness, we'll want to interview him. Yes, sir. What's

happening at your end?

It's beginning to look as if they had keys to five different doors.

We'd better get down here. Hold on.

Did you finish the tally, Mr. Conway?

It's even worse than our first estimate.

In cash, $3 ,192 ,400.

In securities, many of them negotiable, well over another million.

Thank you.

Chris, they knew their way around.

They walked out of here with the biggest take on record.

I've examined the locks on all the doors. It appears they could have been

removed. What does that mean, Inspector?

It means someone could have had keys made for them. Or they could have used a

set of your keys.

Well, no one working for Darts has the key to more than two doors.

Not even executives like you?

No, sir.

Beyond the front doors are all admitted by voice recognition over an intercom.

What about the janitors?

There are three, and they each maintain their third of the premises.

Contact the personnel manager.

We'll need a list of everyone employed here in the last five years. Yes, sir.

I'll get on.

Warren.

Are you familiar with that building?

It's been vacant about a year.

I believe it's going to be demolished.

It's like marks of a tripod.

Someone taking pictures?

They're using a telescope.

From here, they can observe Dart's entire operation.

And it wasn't an inside job.

I reached the personnel directory, compiled a list of employees for us

thing in the morning.

You remember the Woodman Armored Car robbery in Detroit?

Yes, sir.

They removed the locks, one at a time.

A good memory.

Well, there's no reason they couldn't have done the same thing here.

Lifted an entire lock.

Had a key made.

And replaced it before the morning shift came on.

Could it be the same gang?

No, they were all saving time.

I suppose someone decided Farrow was a weak link.

That could explain the break -in and attempted hit.

Chris, could a man have been at Darst for the robbery and made it to

by the time Farrell's room was entered?

There's one flight that would have worked, yeah.

Farrell's information about three men seems to be holding up. It's a lean

operation.

It all points to an exacting and thoroughly conceived plan.

Probably engineered by a highly experienced criminal.

Somebody who wouldn't deal with an ordinary hitman.

Anyone see the getaway car?

Probably a blue pickup truck. We haven't alerted on it.

Outside of a complete double check.

These are the final figures from darts, Lou.

Any record on serial numbers?

Nearly a third of the loot had been recorded.

Some by darts, some by the companies hiring them.

Lou, if your theory's right about a mastermind, he's going to know for sure

have some of those serial numbers.

Yeah, probably hide the money away for a while.

Or launder it.

We'd better get the next plane out of here. Warren, the Bureau's drawing up a

list of people capable of planning a robbery like this.

They suggested two lock mechanics who aren't in prison. Sam Lerner and Paul

Higgins. Lerner's on parole.

Higgins has been clean for years.

They'll get addresses on those. I'll call you from the airport.

How soon will you know? I'm just confirming, sir.

Yes. Whoever scratched his finger has B -negative blood.

B -negative. It's extremely rare.

Less than 2 % of the entire population of this country.

Thanks.

Just double -check that Farrell isn't being negative and there are no

on his hands.

He's still unconscious, but I'll call you if anything changes.

With your help, we've assembled a list of locked and safe men who might have

been involved at darts.

The list is extensive, of course.

So we're dividing you into teams.

I want this list boiled down to a nub in a matter of hours.

Twelve companies have their own personal stamp for money wrappers.

We don't expect to see any of these turn up.

But in the event that they do, you'll each receive photo stats of them.

All officers are developing possible suspects.

And you'll be kept up to date.

Alfred Jackowitz, 53.

Residing in Miami Beach.

Kenyon Bartlett, 34.

Residing in Portland.

Emery Halep, 46.

Moved from his San Francisco home two days ago. Has taken a permanent

in Honolulu.

Now, Mr. Warren.

A new car dealer in Nashville.

reported a blue pickup truck matching the description of the suspect vehicle

stolen the day before the robbery.

We placed stops with law enforcement agencies and entered serial numbers of

currency and the securities in the NCIC.

Now we'll recess until 2 p .m.

It was Higgins, right?

I'm really not psyche. It's just that Paul said you'd be around to talk to him

about the darts robbery.

Well, he's in the back shooting baskets with the boys. Right through there.

Just make yourselves at home, all right? I'm late for a lesson at $15 a crack.

Thank you.

Come on. That's it. Good. Hey, Eric,

that's great.

That's terrific.

I'm going to put some stilts on you and call you Chamberlain.

Okay. You run along. I got some more business here.

See you later. Sit down, gentlemen.

Whoa.

Boy.

Whoa.

Next year, those boys are going to beat me.

You know, they really pulled it off in Dallas, didn't they?

How did they handle those locks?

We thought perhaps you might be able to tell us something about that.

Me?

Of course, you have the right to remain silent.

Or you can talk to an attorney, if you like.

My attorney's out of town.

Where were you on the night of the darts robbery?

February 13th.

Wait a minute, fellas.

Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

This Paul Higgins is written up in the Wall Street Journal.

We're aware of your activities on the stock market, Mr. Higgins. Well, maybe

not getting through to you then. I have... You see, I've changed my style.

I haven't picked locks in years.

Mr. Higgins, February 13th.

Okay. You want an alibi, huh?

How about some lemonade first?

No.

An alibi. All right.

It's flimsy, but real alibis are most of the time. I wouldn't know.

All right.

I was, um...

I was in Las Vegas, downtown, having a drink with my stockbroker. His name?

Emil Gibbons. He went home. I stayed maybe another hour, played 21, broke

Of course you were alone.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I was.

I got into my car and nothing. A college boy helped me push it to a service

station. I called my wife, Peg. You may have met her.

And I told her that I was stuck.

And I played roulette for maybe two more hours.

Did you see anybody you knew?

Hardly. You see, downtown Las Vegas is not necessarily my bailiwick. We usually

do the hotels on the strip.

Now, let me see. Where was I? Oh, I called a service station.

Which one?

Pete's. One block east of Fairburn. The mechanic came and found out what the

problem was, but he didn't have the part, so he had to call some other

stations in order to find the part.

How much time was involved there?

I don't know exactly. I guess I grabbed a cheeseburger, rolled the dice some

more, and then finally my car was ready, and I

drove home.

Well, I'll have the office here in Las Vegas check out his alibi, but it's

to be tough to shoot holes in that one.

And he sniffs like a few million other people.

He had time to make the round trip to Dallas.

He could have called the mechanic from there to set up his alibi.

Successful businessman, two kids, beautiful wife.

Just doesn't make sense.

Paul Higgins picked his first lock when he was 19.

He was doing some pretty big jobs.

And shooting baskets in the patio is a little bit dull by comparison.

It might be hard for a man with Higgins' past to resist taking part in the

biggest robbery in history.

boom boom boom

Tell me, what would you do? What would you do?

You'd run too.

Sixteen years of stir.

Five convictions. Five.

Talk to us, Sam.

About darts.

I wasn't even invited.

Block's my middle name. Forget the bagels.

What creep told you where I was? You know better than that.

I don't have an alibi.

Sure, maybe if ducks and rabbits could talk, I'd be clean as a gorse pad.

What are you telling us, Sam? You went hunting?

That's right. It was hunting. Alone.

For three days.

Why don't you show us what you did to your hen? You gotta be kidding.

Fifteen bucks I paid to get this bandage put on.

A word of advice.

Lay off the fools if you're fixing a garbage disposal.

Who's your doctor?

What doctor?

This guy was a wino. Used to be a medic in World War II.

So neither Lerner nor Higgins is B -negative. Which only tells us it wasn't

of them who scratched his finger.

We turned up one lead worth following.

Gabriel Gabe Williman. Two convictions.

Experienced muscle and a good wheel man.

He was seen in Dallas that week, and his blood type is B -negative.

Where do you serve time?

Illinois State and Rahway in New Jersey.

Excuse me, Mr. Ward, Chris Daniels here.

Wasn't it Rahway where Kenyon Bartlett made a name for himself a few years ago

by preparing an appeal that got him out? Remember that? He was studying law

while he was in jail.

Isn't his name on your list of men who could have planned the robbery?

Yes, it is.

But he's not a front -runner.

Well, maybe he should be.

Farrell spent time at Rahway, too.

Arthur, a destroyed pickup truck with a partially matching engine number has

just been located in a field outside Nashville.

It could be the one used in the dark job.

Is that the soil sample found on the pickup truck near Nashville?

I can give you some preliminary information on it, Mr. Ward.

Those tires rolled through some soil loaded with copper sulfate.

Chemical plant?

I doubt it, sir. There would have been other residue.

Copper plating flat?

Possible.

Hope I didn't get you out here on a wild goose chase, Inspector.

Somebody phoned the Nashville police a few days after the Dart's job.

They saw a pickup truck parked out here and thought there might be some looting

going on.

It matched the description of the one seen outside darts at the time of the

robbery. So I got permission from the owner to search, and we've been

for hours.

So far, nothing.

Mr. Snyder!

Looks like about a third of the loot.

Makes one of them a loser.

Williman's in that jewelry store.

Yes, and it fits his M .O. too, Inspector.

He just never could pass up a fine watch.

We figure he might be using some of the darts money.

He is. That wasn't his share we dug up.

Maybe he's getting ready to pull another job.

Let's see what he's up to.

Thank you.

I'll be right with you, sir.

Philip Stone's watches.

He made this stuff nice.

And nobody dies.

Right there.

Come on, get rid of the gun. Come on, get rid of it.

There's no way you're going to tie me into that dot's job.

I'd be knocking off that jewelers if I had a piece of that darts heist.

I'd like to call my wife.

She's at another Nashville hospital.

She's real sick.

I had to rip off the jewelers to pay for all of her.

I didn't do it.

Darts.

Willeman, your blood group is B -negative.

Extremely rare.

One of the three men at darts left some blood there.

B -negative.

Well, the Nashville resident agency is...

Thank you.

The Nashville resident agency has traced that suitcase we dug up to Williman.

I wonder, suppose there's any chance of his naming the other two?

Hasn't so far.

What about the preliminary checks on that list of yours?

Those narrowed it down to a few.

Kenyon, Bartlett, Homer Fields, a few others.

No alibis?

Nothing that absolutely eliminates them.

But I'm convinced the man who plotted the dark job is on that list.

Feral is conscious, probably not for long. You can have just one minute with

him.

That's him.

This is the man that broke into your room just before you suffered your

Positive.

He was in stir with me.

Raleigh.

Gabe.

He's the man.

He tried to kill me. Just one more question, Mr. Farrell.

Did you notice, was there any kind of bandage on his hand?

I saw only his eyes and...

Gun. That was all?

Farrell positively identified Gabriel Willeman.

Further stated, Willeman had a gun and planned to kill him.

10 -4.

So he knocked over darts, flew out of Dallas and tried to kill Farrell in

Cincinnati.

Right. We can show he bought the suitcase the money was in.

We still can't prove he took part in the robbery.

Three very daring men who harm nobody, but who jangle the system's nerves to

tune of what?

Well over $4 million?

Oh, I'd say that's beautiful.

I asked you where you were the night of the dark robbery, Mr. Bartlett. Well,

off the top of my head, I don't remember, sir.

Bartlett, why don't you try?

Look, I'm on a very tight schedule. Would you mind tagging along?

Huh?

Mr. Daniels, you know what they say about yesterday's news. What's that?

Well, I'll stroll to the dark corners of my memory if that's what turns you on.

But consider this.

I spent eight long years in prison, and nothing could make me risk that again.

Besides, I like my work here, tickling the underbelly of the American scene.

I found a good wine within my budget. I know girls that are fantasies

manifested. I travel a lot in economy class, but I get around.

Yes, sir?

Keep freedom ringing.

Groovy stuff, huh? Yeah.

When's the last time you spent time in Texas?

You know about that, do you?

Morgan Mill?

The town I spent in Morgan Mill, Texas?

Oh, you must know the place. It's a small town.

Quiet.

Morabund, actually.

But I care for my sister, Carol Waterman.

At least that's her married name.

In the middle of February when I visited her and her spanking new husband.

Mr. Bartlett, is that where you were the night of the robbery?

You mean, uh, was I in Texas on February 13th, Darts Day?

Well, yes, I was, boys. Reckon I was.

Moseying about with all them other Texans.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got an addition to get out.

I think we're all right. I think I saw him leave. I saw him run away.

I'm okay.

You swore you were out of it. I am.

I want the truth. You had no part of that burglary in Dallas.

Peg, I told you to stay out of my business. Don't ask me any questions. I

you that a thousand times. This one time, you're going to tell me.

All right.

All right, I'll tell you the truth.

This one time, I swear to you, Peg,

had nothing to do with the Dallas robbery.

Nothing.

Then I'm going to go inside and call the police and tell them that somebody

tried to kill you.

Somebody tried to kill a dude named...

Higgins. What's it to me?

Maybe a lot, Gabe.

Maybe this somebody thought he could accomplish two things with one good

Keep Higgins from talking and give you an object lesson in what would happen if

you decided to talk.

Why should I talk?

Would they believe you hadn't?

The money hidden at the copper plating plant. It was in a new suitcase, one you

bought with your credit card.

Is it Bartlett?

We've advised you of your rights.

You are vulnerable.

Wait a minute.

It's up to you.

Wait a minute.

He wouldn't try to hit me.

He's too smart for that.

Go after my wife.

You may be right.

You'd have to give us some protection.

We'll talk to the police about it.

Okay, Inspector.

I'll lay it out for you.

Yes.

Tomorrow.

Okay.

Okay, bye -bye.

That was Mother.

The kids and the maid arrived okay.

Honey.

Say, how about packing a few things?

We are going to the lake.

What lake? I bought a house. Kind of a surprise.

Will you pack? You lied to me, didn't you?

Oh, Peg.

You were a part of it. The darts job.

That's where somebody tried to kill you.

Who was it? One of your partners?

It could have been any one of a dozen people. Someone I knew in prison.

that held a grudge.

I didn't do it. You didn't get home until five o 'clock in the morning. You

weren't in town. You were in Dallas, weren't you?

Isn't that the truth?

Isn't it?

I'm going to go hook up the boat.

What do we need a boat for?

Nothing.

Good work, Lewis.

I'll contact Dallas and have them see the U .S. Attorney about a warrant for

Higgins.

Unit 7, a warrant for the arrest of Paul Higgins has been issued.

Pick him up.

10 -4.

Paul, can we take it easy, please?

Paul, please.

I want to get the money before dark.

And then we're going out of the country.

Mr. Higgins?

A million dollars.

And Gabe Williman had to talk.

A million dollars.

Could you find my glasses for me?

Please.

Of $3 ,192 ,411 .32 in cash and over a million

in securities, the FBI recovered all but $610 in coins, believed abandoned by

the robbers because of their weight.

Kenyon Bartlett, Paul Higgins, and Gabriel Williman were tried and

bank robbery and conspiracy.

Williman and Bartlett were also convicted of assaulting federal