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Oscar Volney is dead.

In this, the centuries-old city

that is the capital of his
now-captive European country,

the father of democracy in the
Balkans today appears for the last time

before the countrymen
who revered and loved him.

Virtually under house
arrest for the past five years,

yesterday morning, in
the gray hours of dawn,

Oscar Volney plunged to his
death from a twelfth story hotel room.

Minister of Interior Franz Schreck,
in an official government statement,

called Oscar
Volney's death suicide.

And so the shocked world mourns not
only the tragic death of Oscar Volney,

it mourns the knowledge
which died with him...

Volney's private record of state secrets
which might have rocked the world.

Of course, Volney's government will
still only say his death was a suicide.

Minister Schreck
expresses his regrets.

But we expect local exiles from that
government to talk quite differently.

We're hoping to get a
statement here today from...

Schreck regrets.

You know what Schreck regrets?

That he did not kill
Oscar Volney years ago.

You... You think Schreck found out
that Volney was writing his papers?

Of course.

The truth in Oscar's own
words would destroy Schreck

and all the rest of the evil corruption
that swallows up our homeland.

Papa, we don't know...
we don't even know

if there was such a thing
as the Volney Papers.

Oscar Volney sent me word.

"Soon, Elihu, soon,
dear brother in liberty,

"you will have
the truth from me.

My testament in writing to
the freedom that we lost."

Alyssa, baby, you
never knew him.

A giant among men.

Can't you get rid of those reporters
outside, Mr. Richards, please?

- As papa's friend?
- I wish I could, Alyssa.

As a newspaper publisher, I'd like to
keep everything your father says exclusive.

No. Everyone must hear.

The whole world
must know the truth.

Please!

Now, if one of you
will speak for the rest,

Mr. Laban will try to
answer your questions.

There have been rumors
of a book, an exposé,

the so-called Volney Papers.
What can you tell us about them?

Tyranny and truth
cannot co-exist.

Oscar Volney had to die to keep
the free world from learning the truth.

You think the Volney
Papers died with him?

The Volney Papers were destroyed
as Oscar Volney was destroyed.

But Franz Schreck labeled
Volney's death as suicide.

The Minister of Interior is a
liar and a vicious assassin.

Schreck is due in Los Angeles a
month from now on a trade commission.

- Will you confront him?
- Confront him?

If I get my hands
on him, I'll kill him.

Do you hear? I'll kill him!

- Elihu!
- Kill him!

How is he?

He's resting quietly now.

No, I can't believe it.

Not Oscar.

He wouldn't do such a thing.

He didn't.

What?

Oscar Volney died two weeks ago.

A bullet in his brain.

The suicide was staged.

Who? Who?

Franz Schreck
himself did the killing.

- The reporters I must...
- Stop.

I'd only deny telling it to you.

Who are you? What do you want?

The Volney Papers
are still in existence.

How would you like to
get your hands on them?

Each of us is involved in the
nation Oscar Volney created

and gave his life for ties
of business, of ancestry,

the bond of having worked together
to restore that nation's freedom.

We all possess a big stake
in what I'm about to tell you.

An official of our country's
People's Party has the Volney Papers

and is prepared to
turn them over to me.

- What?
- For a price, Mr. Waldemar.

Yes, for a price.

And what is the going rate for the people's
leader to betray the people this year?

Half a million.

Five hundred one thousand
dollar bills, Mr. Tyson, unmarked.

Just a minute, please.

I'm delighted to have
you meet on my boat

and to be associated in your
efforts as an unofficial attorney,

but I must warn you, all of you,

that you're playing with
international political dynamite.

But we think the Volney Papers
may be more than political, Mr. Hillman.

They may expose secret
and illegal business deals.

If so, one of those deals could
send a prominent American to prison.

Amos, how much would
the Volney Papers earn,

published soft-cover by your
Waldemar Press for widest distribution?

No royalties, my company
recouping costs only.

Better than half a
million, I am sure.

But how will we know
the material is authentic?

Papa was a member of Oscar
Volney's cabinet, and a good friend.

He'll authenticate the papers.

Tyson, if your bank will accept
it, I'll sign a note for it personally.

As President of the
Sherman Oaks Bank,

I personally guarantee that five hundred
one thousand dollar bills, unmarked,

will be ready for you when
you need them, Mr. Laban.

Good. Now there
is only one problem.

The official insists that he will make
the transfer of documents for money

with only one person... An
O.S.S. man he met during the war.

The O.S.S. man's code
name was "Herr Umdrehen."

Now, Amos, you had
something to do with the O.S.S.?

I know of the agent, but I was a
political refugee like you, Elihu,

used only as an
occasional specialist advisor.

I would not know where to begin
to look for this Herr Umdrehen.

Herr Umdrehen.

Mr. Turn-about. It's not bad.

Garrett, you were
connected with the O.S.S.

Do you think you can
locate this Umdrehen?

I've already started inquires.

Good. Mr. Laban, this patriot
who's about to sell out his country,

who is he?

He is not Zenas,
who contacted me,

but the bitterest enemy
I have in the world...

A man whose principles
have always been for sale.

His name is Schreck... Minister
of Interior Franz Schreck.

- Mr. Richards.
- Alyssa.

Herr Umdrehen...
you know who he is?

Elihu, it took me three and
a half weeks, but now I know.

The man who used
the name "Umdrehen"

was evidently one of our most
decorated and efficient agents.

He met Schreck behind the lines on a
top-level mission during World War Il.

I imagine that's why Schreck
is willing to trust him now.

When can we speak to this man?

He lives here in Los
Angeles now, fortunately.

He'll telephone you, Elihu.

- Just you alone.
- Mm-hmm.

Now you tell him what you want

and let him decide if
he'll see you, if he'll help.

If? This is important.

It is also dangerous, Alyssa.

This man was
wounded three times.

Almost lost his life.

Spent six months in a hospital.

The decision is his, I'm afraid.

When will he call?

Today, sometime this afternoon

Mr. Laban?

Yes. Are you our Herr Umdrehen?

Thank you.

Sir, I am grateful.

When you told me on the
telephone you would help...

Plenty of time for thanks when I
put the Volney Papers in your hands.

Now, Schreck will be here in two
days. We haven't got much time.

This is Schreck's itinerary,

the schedule of the places
he will visit in Los Angeles

It's the copy that
you asked for.

Ah. A law book.
You are an attorney?

According to this itinerary, Schreck
will only be in Los Angeles one day.

But what a day.

He's scheduled to appear at factories,
trade exhibits, a banquet at night.

Schreck will be watched
every single moment of the day.

To make the transfer
will not be easy.

If Schreck wants or needs that
half million dollars bad enough

to put his political neck on the
chopping block, we'll manage.

One other thing, sir.

The committee... Such a
big sum of money is involved,

they naturally feel the
need of some assurance.

You want to be present

to authenticate Oscar Volney's
handwriting on the Volney Papers

before I turn over
the money, hmm?

Please.

Yeah. Where to get Schreck
alone, away from his bodyguards...

and to keep the two of you
from slitting one another's throats.

Sure. Why not?

The Tunnel of Love.

What?

He's scheduled to visit
an amusement park.

This is no joke.

Right here, Mr. Laban.

Right here at 12 noon
we'll make the exchange.

An amusement park?

The Tunnel of Love.

Dark amid the blaze
of noon, Mr. Laban.

A perfect set-up.

Perfect.

Laban?

Inside.

Now, you realize one thing...

The inside of these tunnels will be
pitch black, completely without light.

Here, hold this.

When the car with Schreck
in it comes around that turn,

the turn before this one...
- Mm-hmm.

This light will go on.

That light's your signal.

You'll be holding
this metal bar.

When that light goes
on, this is what you do.

Take the end of the metal bar.

Lay it across
these wires like that.

Let this end of the bar drop
on the metal rail like this.

And what does that do?

That short circuits the electrical
system on the entire ride.

Everything comes
to an immediate halt.

The fuse box is on the
other side of the building.

From the time you
drop that metal bar

until the attendant
replaces the fuse,

we have only three minutes...

Three minutes only
to affect the transfer.

You understand?

Let's go over there.

As soon as you drop that
metal bar and the ride stops,

you come into the workroom.

You open this
trap door and wait.

I'll bring you the Papers. You
check them as quick as you can.

If they're all right, you
give me the money.

What then?

You take that ladder down to the beach.
Get away from the park as fast as you can.

And you?

I'm replacing the technician
on duty here tomorrow.

I'll make the transfer
and cover you

until I'm sure you're away from
the park with the Volney Papers.

Herr Umdrehen, suppose...

Suppose Schreck does not take
the ride or does not take it alone.

The man who contacted you,

set up the deal... Ulric Zenas,
you said his name was...

Will he be coming to Los
Angeles with Schreck?

Yes. He's one of his bodyguards.

Good.

You get a message to Mr. Zenas.

You tell him who, when, and
where the exchange will take place.

A message?

Tomorrow, at the airport,
when their plane comes in.

Mr. Laban, you're going
to be an angry picket.

First day off in a month, and I get tagged
for special duty... wet nurse for a V.I.P.

Factories, stockyards, all
make sense on a trade mission.

But why an amusement park, Andy?

The new status symbol, maybe.

Didn't Papa Bear want
to see Disneyland?

Butcher! Butcher, go home.

- Go home!
- Butcher! Butcher, go home!

- Get back there!
- Go home!

Get back behind the line.

This one.

What's wrong? Why
has the thing stopped?

Oh, it's a blown fuse. Nothing
serious. Have it fixed in a minute.

Hurry.

- Yes or no?
- Yes, yes I'm sure.

Give me the money.

- Here.
- Down and out fast.

All fixed.

Franz Schreck is dead.

Knifed in the back.

My briefcase...

my manuscript...

the Volney Papers.

We have your briefcase.

There's no manuscript inside.

We did find five hundred one
thousand dollar bills in it, though,

and the bloody knife you must
have used to kill Franz Schreck.

No, Mr. Laban is mistaken.

I never brought him any message,
and I was never in his house.

The one and only time
that I saw Mr. Laban

was when he tried to attack
Franz Schreck at the airport.

That's not true.

Papa gave you a note
at the airport telling you

when and where the Volney
Papers would be picked up.

There was no note.

And there aren't and there
never were any Volney Papers.

Mr. Richards, he's lying.

Miss Laban, my investigators
believe that it's your father who's lying.

No. No!

It's all right, Alyssa.

Mr. Burger, what do we do now?

Well, sir, have you got
counsel for Mr. Laban?

Hillman, Lewis, and Callison.

In a criminal action?

Oh, they've made arrangements for
Perry Mason to handle the actual work.

And Phil Hillman's assigned one
of the firm's attorneys, Bruce Jason.

Bruce Jason?

Mr. Burger, my father's old
and not in the best of health.

Can we have him
released on bail?

I'm afraid not, Miss Laban.

Your father is being charged
with murder in the first degree.

Bruce Jason.

Oh, I've read his name in
Hollywood gossip columns for years.

Movieland's most
eligible bachelor.

I was upset about it when Garrett Richards
mentioned his name in Mr. Burger's office.

Why, Mr. Hillman?
Why Bruce Jason?

Mr. Hillman, my father is still
practically a stranger in this country.

And I've tried to take care
of him and look out for him,

and I don't think Bruce
Jason is the lawyer for him.

Jason is very good.

When it comes to nightclubbing

or holding hands with some
dumb blonde temperamental starlet,

oh, I bet he's good, all right.

He's also good at
labor negotiating,

drafting a gross profits
participation contract,

or arbitrating the most impossibly
difficult industry grievances.

But this is murder, Mr. Hillman.

It's the practice
of law, Miss Laban.

Now, additionally, I'm going to have Perry
Mason's staff working with him on this.

And later on, Mason himself
will take over, if necessary.

I don't know what to say.

Of course, I respect
your judgment.

Well, where is he?
Where is Mr. Bruce Jason?

He knew I was coming here. He
knows my father is waiting to see him.

I suppose he's been
unavoidably detained somewhere.

Vera, I asked Mr. Jason...

Do me a favor, would you,
Vera? Call the tennis club.

Tell them I'll be over
there as soon as I can.

Unavoidably detained.

Hi.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Mr. Laban's
statement to the police

and a certified true copy of the complaint
filed with the Presiding Magistrate.

That's about it, Mr. Jason.

I haven't read Mr. Laban's
statement as yet.

Keep that out for me, would
you? And thank you, Miss Street.

Paul, did you get
the men started?

They're checking on everyone
Miss Laban said was involved.

Fine. We don't want to scare anybody
off, so tell your men not to get too close.

He means no closer than the
other side of the net on a tennis court.

I take it you don't play
the game, Miss Laban.

I haven't had the
time, Mr. Jason.

Nor the time for having my
picture taken in night clubs

or even getting engaged
six times in one year.

Or was it seven?

Well, press agents have
to earn a living, don't they?

Is advertising
ethical for attorneys?

Oh, I'd say about on a par with
murder for refugee politicians.

I'm sorry. That was
uncalled for, wasn't it?

Look, I'd really
like to be friends.

Can't we give it the
good old college try?

Papa.

Alyssa, baby.

Papa, this is your lawyer,
whom I've just been very rude to.

- Mr. Bruce Jason.
- Ah?

You.

You left me for
the police to find.

It was you who hit me.

It was you who
killed Franz Schreck.

It must have been
quite a shock for you.

I've never represented a
suspected murderer before.

Do they usually say you did it?

Well, I don't think there's any
question but that you're right.

Laban's so upset, he doesn't know
what he's saying or what he saw

or what really happened.

It's not an easy life
that he's had, Perry.

Up and down, chased,
tortured, his family living in terror.

And being a refugee, if
you've any idea what it's like...

Of course it's also possible Laban's mind
has invented this whole story about you

just so he won't have to face the
realization that he did commit murder.

Well, I'll let the next
attorney figure that one out.

The Labans certainly don't
want me around anymore.

Not so fast.

I just talked to Phil
Hillman on the phone.

He'll have a replacement for you,
all right, but not for a couple of days.

Phil knows I'm not
quitting the case.

I still have an
investigation going on.

Is that the only reason you'd
like to stay on as Laban's lawyer?

I'm meeting Paul Drake
down at the beach.

It's about closing time down
there at the amusement park.

You know something?

It's too bad we couldn't
work together later on.

I mean, think of the billing.

Defense by Mason and Jason.

It sounds like a high
wire act, doesn't it?

I thought you had better
sense than to hide it here.

Mr. Zenas,

I was taught never to point a gun at
anybody unless I intended to shoot him.

You and I went to
the same school.

Well, it's nice not to
just share the customs

but the language of a country.

You don't sound
like a foreigner.

I cut my political eye teeth
on your labor movement.

Better for our labor movement

if you and yours had
cut your throats instead.

Is that the kind of language you use
when you're negotiating, Herr Umdrehen?

What are we negotiating
for, Mr. Zenas?

The Volney Papers.

Where are they?

The newspaper pictures showed
you holding Schreck's briefcase

when you found him dead.

And you emptied that briefcase
after you made him dead.

Herr Umdrehen, I
want those papers.

Jason! Hey, Bruce Jason!

Is, uh, this what they call
reconstructing the crime?

Oh, that's very funny.

Did you get him?

Who?

The man who hit me.

You know, that workroom's
got to be haunted.

You and Laban both getting clobbered
by the little man who wasn't there.

He was there all right,
and he wasn't so little.

Zenas.

Mr. Laban must have been
telling the truth about meeting him.

I doubt it.

Why do you say that?

Well, Zenas flew into town the night
Laban claims he saw him, all right.

But not to see Laban.

Zenas had a meeting with the
president of the Sherman Oaks Bank,

Mr. Darius Tyson.

You get me out of bed in the middle of
the night to come down here for what?

To play straight man to an
amateur Sherlock Holmes?

Frankly, I was upset, too.

But I'm a little more interested
in hearing from this Mr. Jason.

Waldemar's attitude is sensible.

We'll all have to answer
questions in court.

All right.

Zenas did come to see me.

But there's nothing criminal
or subversive about that.

Why did Zenas come to see you?

To present an offer
from his government.

To purchase the license for
certain manufacturing rights.

What you mean is Zenas' government
wanted to recover the patent rights

which Trans-Balkan once
sold to an American corporation.

Isn't that correct?

Your investigation is
thorough, Mr. Jason.

Yes, the rights were sold
to an American company

before America got into the war.

There's nothing
mysterious or evil about it.

Bruce, we've been told that
an American citizen faces prison

because of what the
Volney Papers contained.

Exactly.

And I want to find
out who that person is.

But why?

It could be anyone,
could it not?

Anyone.

Anyone with the right
connections over there.

Tell me, Mr. Tyson, was
Franz Schreck involved

in the original selling of
those rights by Trans-Balkan?

Schreck?

But we know that is not very
likely, don't we, Mr. Jason?

Considering how Schreck
cooperated with the Allies

in sabotaging two of the
Trans-Balkan plants during the war.

What I'm driving at...

And what I'm driving
at is you, Mr. Jason.

You are surely a
man with connections.

Well, if you're
referring to the fact

that I once made contact with
Schreck on an O.S.S. mission...

Once?

Strange, Mr. Jason.

You see, the O.S.S. sent me along
on that Trans-Balkan sabotage mission

to assist their top agent...

To assist the only man Schreck
would recognize on sight.

Mr. Waldemar, at the time
those plants were sabotaged,

I was more dead than alive
in an English hospital. So I...

But like so many other
things you have said,

that just cannot
be the truth, can it?

And considering the time we
spent together in those days,

I do not understand why you cannot
or will not recognize me, Mr. Jason.

But let us tell the other
gentlemen, shall we?

The O.S.S. man with whom I
parachuted behind enemy lines...

The man Schreck knew...

Was you, of course,

Herr Umdrehen.

You can come out now,

or would you prefer to
wait till I've called the police?

Oh, for the love of Pete,
what are you doing in here?

And how did you get
in here in the first place?

There was something
I had to find out.

I, uh, told the apartment
manager I was your sister.

Now, there's an
original approach.

So I discovered.

The manager told me I was the
fourth visiting sister in a month.

I like big families,
but not tonight.

Goodbye, Miss Laban.

Mr. Jason...

Look, I've had it with you,
your father, and the whole bit.

I've been called a thief,
a liar, and a murderer,

and I've been sapped over the head until
I'm almost as batty as the rest of you.

- Go, sister, go.
- But I want...

But me no buts. Just
leave me alone, huh?

No.

All right.

All right, suit yourself.

Me, I'm going to bed.

Mr. Jason, you denied seeing
my father here in this apartment.

Then how do you explain
the fact he was able

to describe this place
and everything in it?

Extra-sensory perception.

- Answer me.
- How do I know?

Maybe he eats
mushrooms and has visions.

Will you listen?

Look, Mr. Turn-about,

maybe you do present two faces to
the world, but you can't have two bodies.

If you didn't meet my
father here, then who did?

- Bruce, answer me!
- Wait a minute.

Hey.

Maybe those other sisters
weren't the only ones

to visit this apartment
while I was gone.

Sure, that's it.

That's what?

Alyssa, I love you. I
love you like a brother.

Now you stay here
and mind the store.

And if any other
sisters show up,

you tell them you've got
a corner on the market.

I don't understand.

Trust me, Alyssa
that's all, just trust me.

Where are you going?

Well, first I'm going to go
down and see your father

and do anything that I must to convince
him that I have to handle his hearing.

Then I'm going to take a
little trip to Washington, D.C.

Check through a few records so that
I can say hello to my doppelganger.

Mr. Richards, because of your
refusal to answer direct questions,

I'm going to have to be forced
to treat you as a hostile witness.

Now, isn't it a fact

that when the
defendant, Elihu Laban,

was confronted by representatives
of the press in your presence,

some six weeks ago,

that he, in truth, threatened
the life of Franz Schreck?

That is ridiculous, Mr. Burger.

Elihu Laban said no
more to those reporters

than you, I, or anyone else might
have said under similar provocation.

The question is
not why he said it.

The question is not whether
somebody else with the same provocation

might have said it.

The question is what did
the defendant say to the press

after the announcement
that Oscar Volney was dead

and that Franz Schreck
was coming to this country?

Of course he commented on
whether Volney's death was a suicide.

And then there was the
matter of the Volney Papers...

Please, Mr. Richards.

What were his
exact words, please?

"I will kill him."

Thank you.

Now, the defendant, Mr. Laban,

claimed in his
statement to the police

that he was visited that same
night by a certain Ulric Zenas.

Did you see Ulric Zenas at
the Laban home that night?

No.

To the best of your knowledge,

had you or anybody else
aside from the defendant

ever been contacted by Zenas

or anybody concerning the purchase
of the so-called Volney Papers?

No.

I think it was
you, Mr. Richards,

who put the defendant
in touch, at his request,

with a former O.S.S. operative

who during World War Il was
known by the name Herr Umdrehen.

Yes, I did, but
only to the degree

that I left a message for Herr
Umdrehen to call Elihu Laban.

And do you know whether Herr
Umdrehen ever made that call?

No.

Did you ever speak to Herr Umdrehen
about the purchase of the Volney Papers?

No.

Were you or anyone else
to the best of your knowledge

ever present when the defendant
spoke or saw Herr Umdrehen?

No.

Do you actually know,
as a matter of fact...

A fact, Mr. Richards...

Whether Elihu Laban ever saw
Ulric Zenas or Herr Umdrehen at all

or whether this whole business
is a figment of his imagination?

Your Honor, the
question is argumentative

and calls for a conclusion
on the part of the witness.

Is that an objection, Mr. Jason?

Only for the record, Your Honor.

Defense wants the
question answered.

The witness will answer.

I don't know.

I don't really know if Elihu dreamed
all this or whether it actually happened.

Thank you.

Your witness, Mr. Jason.

Tell me, Mr. Richards, who
supplied the half a million dollars

to be used in the purchase
of the Volney Papers?

Darius Tyson's bank,

to be repaid, understand, out of the
profits from the publication of the Papers,

after recoupment of
costs by Waldemar Press.

No more security than the potential
profit from an unknown manuscript?

I signed a personal
note for the money.

Why did you underwrite the loan?

Because I believed Elihu Laban.

I believed it was important
that those Papers be published.

And do you still
believe Mr. Laban?

Yes, I do.

You testified that you did not see
Zenas visit Elihu Laban in his home.

Tell me, Mr. Richards,

since you and the
defendant's daughter

spent a considerable amount
of time on the front porch,

if Mr. Zenas had entered and
left that home by the rear window,

- could you have seen him?
- Of course not.

Who is Herr Umdrehen?

You are, Bruce Jason.

Even though you testified that you
were never present when it happened,

is it not entirely possible, Mr. Richards,
that Mr. Laban did see and speak to me?

Entirely possible.

Now, let's go over this
again, Lieutenant Tragg.

First of all, Elihu Laban physically
attacked Franz Schreck at the airport.

- Is that correct?
- He tried to.

Lieutenant Anderson
restrained him.

Now, in first place, the money.

You testified that the 500 $1,000
bills were found in the briefcase

- belonging to the defendant.
- Yes, sir.

And second, the knife, which was
identified by the Medical Examiner

as the possible murder weapon...

This knife, as
well as the money,

was found in the
defendant's briefcase.

Yes.

And finally, on
the iron crow-bar

which was used to short-circuit
the amusement park ride

and stop Schreck's
car in the dark tunnel,

you found fingerprints
which were identified

as those of the
defendant, Mr. Laban.

Yes, sir.

As a precautionary measure, the public
was kept out of the park during the visit.

In addition, every exit and every
entrance was guarded by the police.

And after the murder was
discovered, Lieutenant Anderson,

was the amusement park searched?

Yes, sir. Every
square foot of it,

including the inside of every
concession building and every ride.

Now, the defendant claimed,
in his statement to the police,

that there was another man,
Herr Umdrehen, was inside the ride.

Was any such person
found in the park?

No, sir, he was not.

Lieutenant, in your
investigation of this case,

did you by any possible chance

check on the whereabouts
of Mr. Bruce Jason,

from the time the defendant
said he visited his apartment

up to and including
the time of the murder?

Yes, sir, we did.

Mr. Jason told several people
he was leaving on a skiing holiday.

Your witness, Mr. Jason.

Do you know who was with me on that skiing
trip in the High Sierras, Lieutenant?

You were alone, from
what you said before you left.

Do you know, as a matter
of fact and not conjecture,

that I actually was in the High Sierras
and not back here in Los Angeles?

Well, no. No, not
as a matter of fact.

Again, as a matter of
fact and not conjecture,

do you know whether I
was in the amusement park

when Franz Schreck was murdered?

If you were there... if, Mr. Jason...
You must have flown away

because you certainly didn't walk
past any of my men, I guarantee you.

Lieutenant, is it possible
that I... swam away?

What?

No further questions,
Your Honor.

I have nothing on
redirect, Your Honor.

You're excused, Lieutenant.

Call your next
witness, Mr. Burger.

My next witness
is Mr. Bruce Jason.

One moment, Mr. Burger.

You can't be unaware that
in calling him to the stand,

Mr. Jason would be
put in the position of an

attorney testifying
against his own client.

Even as defense
attorney, Your Honor,

Mr. Jason happens to be a
material witness in this case,

and as such he is subject to be
called to testify just like anybody else.

But an attorney cannot be forced to
disclose privileged communications.

Your Honor, please.

Even where the privilege
exists, it can be waived,

especially since I did not and do
not object to testifying in this hearing.

The rule in regard to
privileged communication

is for the purpose of protecting
the defendant, not his attorney.

Only the defendant will
be permitted to waive it

and then only with advice from
independent and competent counsel.

Now, with that understanding,
you may take the stand, Mr. Jason.

Mr. Jason, you were with the
O.S.S., the Office of Strategic Services,

during World War
Il. Is that right, sir?

Yes, I was.

I believe that you were
decorated four times for valor

and in addition you
received a personal citation

from the President
of the United States?

Yes.

While you were a member of the
O.S.S., did you operate with a code name?

Yes, I did.

Could you tell this court,
Mr. Jason, what that name was?

Herr Umdrehen. It
means Mr. Turn-about.

Did Elihu Laban phone
you to solicit your aid

in obtaining the
so-called Volney Papers?

No.

Did Elihu Laban visit
you at your apartment?

No.

Did Elihu Laban accompany
you to an amusement park

to go over the procedures to be
used in obtaining the Volney Papers?

No.

Mr. Jason, were you in or
about that amusement park

at the time of the decedent's,
Franz Schreck's, visit there?

No.

Thank you, Mr. Jason.

Thank you very much.

I have no further
questions of this witness.

Mr. Jason, in lieu
of cross-examination,

the court would be inclined to permit
you to make a statement for the record

at this time, if you wish.

Thank you, Your Honor.

I have nothing to say.

The witness is excused.

Mr. Burger?

Your Honor, the prosecution believes
that it has presented a prima facie case

and moves at this time that
the defendant, Elihu Laban,

be bound over for trial in Superior Court
on a charge of murder in the first degree.

Mr. Jason?

We have no defense to
offer at this time, Your Honor.

Motion granted.

Defendant is remanded
to the custody of the sheriff

and bound over for trial in Superior
Court on a charge of first degree murder.

This court is adjourned.

"Trust me, Alyssa,
that's all, just trust me."

Oh, Papa.

Mr. Zenas.

Yes? What do you want?

I read in the paper
you were leaving today.

I've been waiting
to talk to you.

Go ahead and talk.

My husband has something
I think you're looking for.

Go on.

He thought the
two of you might...

Might what?

Go into business together.

Now, what is it your
husband has he thinks I want?

The Volney Papers.

Whatever she told him,
he's interested, all right.

He must know.

Know what?

Enough of what was
in those Volney Papers

to realize whoever got them wasn't
exactly playing political cops and robbers.

You mean that business about
an American facing prison?

Yep. Somebody was sweating blood

for fear of what might be in that
package Schreck brought here.

And brother, how Zenas would love
to know who that somebody was and is.

Look.

Find a phone and call fast.

Come on over here.

I don't want to have to yell
what we're going to talk about.

The last time we
talked, I held the gun.

I never spoke a word to
you in my life before now.

But in the tunnel...

Jason, what kind of
game are you playing?

The name is Viewcolo, Conrad J.
Viewcolo, Jersey City, New Jersey.

That's my wife.

I don't get this.

- You look exactly like...
- Bruce Jason.

I found that out almost
twenty years ago

when they flew me
from Fort Dix to England

to take Jason's place
on an O.S.S. mission.

Take his place?

Jason was wounded in a hospital.

The mission couldn't wait.

The only contact was Jason,

or somebody that would
be accepted as Jason.

That second mission contacting
Schreck, destroying those plants...

It was you, not Jason, who
parachuted in with Amos Waldemar.

Now you're smart.

Then Jason did go
on that skiing trip.

It was you who met
Laban in Jason's apartment.

You must have...

Killed Franz Schreck?

Yeah, I killed him.

You got the Volney Papers?

No. But I know who has.

You're not alone in this.
There's somebody else.

The same man who dug me up
twenty years ago to take Jason's place

found me a couple of weeks
ago to do the same thing.

Who hired you?

Those papers are
worth a fortune.

You tell me why they're worth killing
for, and I'll tell you who's got them.

- We share information.
- And the proceeds.

All right.

All I know is what Schreck
told me was in those papers...

Something about international patent
rights that used to belong to Trans-Balkan.

They were never sold to
an American before the war.

The transfer was made during
the war with forged papers.

The forgery was
done by two men...

One who has become a high official
in my country, and an American.

Oscar Volney found out about it,

made it part of the
exposé in his Papers, huh?

That's right.

But you never saw the
name of that American.

Why do you say that?

Because you
wouldn't be here now.

Sure. Sure.

That's why that man hired
me to get those Papers...

To keep his name out of print,
keep himself out of Federal Prison.

You still haven't given
me the man's name.

Tess, dial.

Here, you take this paper.

You read what's
on it into the phone...

Only what's on the
paper, nothing else.

"This is Ulric Zenas.

"I know what the Volney
Papers said about Trans-Balkan.

Meet me aboard the
Bonnie Mae in an hour."

The Bonnie Mae, that's a boat.

That's right.

That was the only
way it could be done.

The boat had to be anchored
offshore near the amusement park.

After I killed Schreck, I swam
out to the boat with the Papers.

I was supposed to be
paid off with cold, hard cash.

Instead, I wound up with two
slugs and a bath in the Pacific.

The man you're going to meet,
Zenas, he thinks he killed me.

Mr. Zenas.

Garrett Richards.

I telephoned the pier They
told me this boat belonged...

I've been renting this boat from
Phil Hillman for the past month.

What is it you wanted
to see me about?

The Volney Papers.

As I told you, now I know
what they must have said.

You killed Franz Schreck
to get those papers.

The Volney Papers? Why, yes.

They're locked up
in my safe at home.

They expose the
patent rights forgeries.

They name your
country's traitor,

but they do not mention my name

or the name of the company I
used to register those patents.

Mm-hmm.

Then why did you
have Schreck killed?

I couldn't take a chance.

I didn't know my name wasn't
mentioned until after I got the Papers.

But what interests me now,
Mr. Zenas, is how you knew my name.

Oh, Conrad Viewcolo told me.

But that's impossible.

Oh, is it?

You're just saying
those things to me

because you're trying
to get rid of me, too.

Mr. Richards, You see,
Viewcolo's waiting for me.

He's going to call the
police if I don't come back.

It won't work. Conrad
Viewcolo is dead.

Oh, no. Oh, you shot him twice,
and you threw him overboard.

Shot him? What are
you talking about?

I strangled Viewcolo with my
bare hands, right here on this boat.

I put his body in a weighted sack,
and I dumped him ten miles at sea.

He swam back, Mr. Zenas?

You're lying. You're lying.

No he isn't, Mr. Zenas.

We may never recover
Viewcolo's body.

Without him, we have no way
of proving who killed Schreck.

Those Volney Papers in
your safe, Mr. Richards,

you should have dumped
them overboard, too.

After what witnesses
heard you say here,

they're part of your one-way
ticket to the gas chamber.

Wait a minute.

If you're not Viewcolo...

Mr. Zenas, some trial
lawyers are frustrated actors.

How did you know about Viewcolo?

- You told me yourself, Garrett.
- Me?

Mm-hmm. Twenty years ago, in
that English hospital. Remember?

I finally did.

As my commanding officer
presenting me with a citation,

you casually dropped the fact
that you'd found my doppelganger.

Doppel...

Doppelganger. It means a person
exactly like somebody else, a double.

You know, it's a pity.

I never met mine.

Yes, Bruce, I just finished
reading the first installment.

By the way, did you
see the dedication?

It says "To Bruce Jason,
who twice fought for freedom

and who twice was the victor."

Congratulations, Bruce.
And again, good luck.

So long, Perry. Thanks
for the call. I appreciate it.

And thank you, Mr. Laban,
for the kind words.

By the way, Bruce, there
was another call for you

- from the Beverly Hills jail.
- Oh?

It seems one of your actresses
got into an argument with a neighbor

over a Siamese cat...

Well, never mind the rest of it.

I told her that you now handle only
the most important and serious cases.

And what's not important
about a Siamese cat?

Of course he'll take her
case. Won't you, Bruce?

My daughter is
learning, Mr. Hillman.

The big affairs of the world are
only what is big to each person.

Everyone needs help.

You're right, Mr. Laban.
But Phil's right, too.

Now if you gentlemen
will excuse me. Alyssa.

Where are you going?

Well, like you said, Phil, I've
got more important things to do.

Lady, it's time
for your first...

tennis lesson.