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Get your hands up.

This will bring all the cops in town.

I'll get rid of him.

That's the end of Operator 99.

Then we dredged the sedan out of the water.

It's certainly the most valuable car in the world.

There was a quarter million dollars in gold built into the body.

And Belmont almost got it.

Unfortunately, we didn't get Belmont.

Headquarters is getting impatient over the fact that he's still at large.

I'll have to answer their letter tonight.

Oh, don't bother. I'll dictate it on the machine, and you can type it up tomorrow.

All right.

Good night, Jerry.

Good night, Joyce.

Confidential data in the Belmont case.

In Jim Belmont, we are dealing with a criminal genius.

Following his spectacular escape from custody,

he did not hide out like the average criminal.

Instead, he conceived a daring plan to steal the crown jewels

of the Archduchess Cornelia from the Glenview Bank.

Lock this up in the strong room, will you, Benson? Yes, sir.

It will only be for a little while and be a great convenience to me.

We're happy to be of service to you. Thank you.

All set?

Everything is working smoothly. Calling F2.

B1 calling F2.

F2 speaking. Come in, Chief. We're ready to go.

Start rolling.

The keys are in the top left-hand drawer of the information desk.

The case will blow up in two minutes.

Right.

Let's go.

Get the fire extinguisher. I'll turn in the alarm.

Where's the fire? In the safety vault in the basement, Chief.

You see the result of perfect planning and timing, my dear?

Yes, but Farrell had better be out of there before the real firemen arrive.

We heard the explosion.

The fire's in there, back of the bulk in that... Glad you got here.

This won't put it out.

Why doesn't he hurry?

There he is.

I've burned my face. I have to get to a hospital.

Blake's after him. Step on it.

A study of Belmont's methods reveals one dominant characteristic.

He has, as his associates, only expert criminals.

This suggests a method of drawing him into the open.

Left of rare paintings still unsolved, looting of City Museum remains a mystery.

Police are at a loss to guess how the theft was engineered.

With guards on watch inside and at every door,

an unidentified man performed the impossible feat of stealing the painting.

I'd like to meet the man who had talent enough

to do it right under the noses of the police.

Talking about the museum robbery? Yes.

I found out who did it.

Who was it? A guy by the name of Shaw. I found

out about it from Harris, one of the boys.

Shaw was smart enough to steal the pictures all right,

but now he doesn't know how to dispose of them.

They're too hot.

We could sell those paintings to our agents in the East.

Shaw would probably be glad to get a small cut.

Get word to him that I'll meet him and make a deal with him.

Better make this a good job, Ed.

Have to meet Belmont face to face.

How close do you expect to get to him?

Close enough to handcuff him, I hope.

He fell for the story I planted about the museum robbery.

Finally, a message filtered through that Belmont would meet Shaw

9 o'clock tonight in the rear of a building on Garrick Street.

Well, you will be, Shaw.

I've been making up our operators for 10 years, and I've never had a complaint yet.

How does it look, Miss Kingston?

Put the wig on him so I can get a better idea.

Why, it changes you completely, Jerry.

I only hope it fools Belmont tonight.

Freeze!

Who are you and what do you want here? I'm Shaw.

Just a minute, Shaw.

What's the idea?

Just to make sure you don't have a gun.

Okay, go down those steps to the basement.

Don't come any closer, Shaw.

Unroll those paintings so that I can see them.

All right.

What does this mean?

It's an arrest, Belmont.

Ah, yes.

I recognize your voice now, Blake.

You've aged a lot lately, haven't you?

I'll feel a lot younger when you're behind bars.

You'll never foot me there.

You were very clever in baiting your trap, Blake, but not clever enough.

I always keep an ace up my sleeve.

I prepared an unpleasant surprise for anyone who tried to double-cross me.

The bulletproof glass was part of it.

Now, you'll get the rest.