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Remember, it's the fact-finding chart for fathers and mothers, available from representatives of the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States. Tonight's FBI file the musical frame-up. At this time, the Federal Bureau of Investigation can announce to you that on the basis of a survey recently completed, the total value of property stolen in the United States this year will approximate the staggering sum of $125 million. It may give you some idea of exactly how staggering an amount that is when you realize that it is some 18 times as much money as the United States paid for the half million square miles of Alaska. If Alaska seems too far away, or if you think that the value of money has changed so materially since the Alaskan purchase, consider the fact that the value of property stolen this year is greater than the amount of income tax paid by the people of 28 of our 48 states. No matter what comparison is made, $125 million is a large sum of money. To know that it was stolen this year is a sobering fact, but one which pales before the accompanying information that the figure is spiraling and that unless something is done to evade the current crime wave and done in the near future, the figure for next year will be larger. And let those numbers answer the people who say that crime will always be with us, so why worry about it? Crime, as you can see, has ceased to be a necessity. For the American people, crime is now a luxury. A luxury they can ill afford. Tonight's file opens in the offices of a music publishing company in Tin Pan Alley. In the small rehearsal room of this establishment, a man is seated at a piano going over the lyrics of a song with an attractive young woman. You see, Rosie, this is a chunk of the melody we want to sell. So kind of punch with the lyrics right there, will you, baby? Oh, sure, Marty. Shall we try it again? Okay. All right, sugar right from the intro, huh? Hi, young Marty. Hi, young boy. Remember me? Jack Logan. Logan? I met you on the coast. That party at Carlisle's ranch, remember? Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I think I do, yeah. Sure. I heard you just for a win yesterday. That's right. How's everybody out there? Fine. Good. I read a variety where you wrote a musical. Yeah. Say, look, Jack, I'm kind of busy right now going over a hunk of these lyrics right there. But I come to see you on business. What do you mean? Well, that variety story said you were going to audition the show tonight. You were using some rich things joined on Park Avenue, right? Yeah. Mrs. Adams. Fine. I dig some backers, huh? Yeah. Well, Marty, I got a guy who's reloaded and he's dying to bust in the show business. You're kidding. How would it be if I brought him up there? Swallow. Look, Marty, I got a date at the hairdressers. Oh, sure, honey. Look, call me later, will you? I'll give you the address in the starting time then. Sure, sure. Well, be talking to you, kid. Right. I'm sorry, honey. Who's that character? I don't know. I just met him once. Sounds like it could be Mob, though, Marty. Mob, shmob. These days, you've got to take any dough you can get. Come on, sugar. Let's make with this lyric. Why don't lay out, eh, Steve? Yeah. Who are all these guys? People invited to maybe back the show. Ah. Which is the name that owns the joint? I think that's her over there. Clashin' all the ice. Oh, yeah. She's supposed to have six gills. I can believe it. Where's this songwriting guy? Oh, that's him over there at the piano. Hey, Marty. Marty. Hi, hi, Jack. You may a second. Sure. Sam, glad you could make it, kid. This is the fill I told you about. Steve White meet Marty Scott. Hello, Mr. White. Hello, Marty. Well, you guys just park anyplace around here. We're going to get into action in just a minute. Oh, we're okay right now. Look, now, I suppose you know an audition ain't like doing the show in the theater. We just give you a rough lay out on the book, hit you with the tunes, maybe a couple of dances. Oh, are you ready? Yeah, honey. We're all set. All set. Look, now we're starting. We'll take a break after we go through the first act. Then we'll spread a little whiskey, huh? I'll see you later. Yeah, yeah. All right. Right. Is this a regular custom, Jack? Yeah, sure. Sometimes these turkeys do more shows in apartments than they do in theaters. Wow. How long will this first act take? Oh, I'd say at least a half hour. Well, as soon as it starts, we'd better get busy and find the old Dame's jewelry. Meanwhile, at the local FBI field office, Special Agent Jim Taylor is seated at his desk when Agent Don Campbell approaches. Hello, Don. Hi, Jim. How'd you start by your desk on the way over here? No. We're teamed up on another case. Oh? Jewel robbery. At a state? Yeah. A few days ago, the SAC got a memo from my Los Angeles office. It seems they received an anonymous phone call out there. Yeah, I think you better start at the beginning. Ah, OK. Now, let's see. Six weeks ago, the wife of a movie producer was robbed of about $30,000 worth of jewelry. It was one of a series of thefts that occurred after people had left big parties. Any descriptions of the thief? None, none good enough. Sounds like maybe somebody at the parties was in on it. That's what LA's anonymous caller said. He also stated that the jewelry stolen at the last party, which was at a Mr. Carlisle's ranch, could be found back here. That's not much to work on. Oh, there's more, Don. Well, the SAC got the memo from LA. He sent a copy of the police. Well, they knocked over a fence today and recovered a good part of the loot. It could mean that the thief's still around. Uh-huh. The police are going to notify us if the same motor supper end as you is here. Fine. I'll call you before I leave, Don, so let's start working on this first thing in the morning. It's just another guy. I really often wonder why I'm so in love with Joe. I'm so in love with Joe. That's the end of the first act. Now grab yourself a drink or some food. We'll start the second act in 15 minutes. Ruthie, honey, you were terrific. Oh, thank you, Marty. How did Mrs. Adams like it? Hey, I'm not so sure she did. What do you mean? Well, she walked back there about 10 minutes ago and never showed again. Oh, well, that doesn't mean she didn't like it. Well, there's only one way to know. Let's go find her. This is a small thing. Okay. Excuse me, please. Excuse me. Right here. Go ahead, Ruthie. Oh, thanks. Gee, I guess this is the bedrooms and stuff that year. How do you have doors to choose from? Um, why don't you kind of crawl out to it? I don't know. Kind of like yelling in a church. Let's see what this place is here. What is it? Well, where I live, it would be a room, but here it's a closet. Let's try this one here. This is kind of a den deal. Hey, look over there on the floor. Oh, Marty, it's Mrs. Adams. Yeah. Oh, she's really out. Is she breathing? Yeah. Hey, Marty, look. Look over there on the wall. Well, it's a safe. It's open. Uh-huh. Hey, she ain't got her jewels on either. She's been robbed, Ruth. Uh, look, Marty, we better call the police. Yeah, yeah, go ahead. She only came in here a few minutes ago. Whoever did this must have been here when we started. Hey, wait a minute, Ruthie. I'll see you later. Where are you going? I think I know who did this, and I'm going to find him. Don, I'm glad you're still here. I was just leaving. Police headquarters just called. There's just been a jewel robbery. The pattern was like the ones on the coast. Uh-huh. What's the story? A woman named Adams was robbed of jewelry and government bonds. Where? At her apartment. She had a lot of people there for an audition and was being held for a musical comedy. How long ago was this, Jim? The report came in about 15 minutes ago. Hmm. Any description on the thief? No, the woman was in her library. She came up behind her and knocked her out. The police able to hold the guests? Oh, but one, a man named Marty Scott, he apparently had arranged the audition. What happened to him? Well, a girl was with him, and they discovered the robbery. Scott told her he knew who did the job, said he was going, and then he left. Marty Scott? Yeah. There's a song right here. You know it? No, but I got to run down on him from the police. He's a bit of a character. He drinks a lot. I wonder if he's been in California recently. According to the police, Tony just got back. Any criminal connections? Well, the police are checking on that now. Oh, one other thing. This Scott stole a car from in front of the apartment house when he left. Wow. The police have already sent out an alarm on it. Say, Jim, what about a teletype on Scott to the LA office? That's a good idea, Don. And we'll go up and interview with that girl that was with him when they found Mrs. Adams. Jack. Yeah? What's with the soda and ice? Oh, they said they were sending the boy right up. Yeah. Any more stuff there? There's bracelet, and that's it. Let's have a look at it. Here. That's nice. Yeah, that'll bring about 3,500. How much? Uh-huh. What do we do with these barns, Burnham? No. They look real hot. I got a fence that'll take us stove. Look, that must be the building. Yeah, wait, I'll stash this. OK, let him in. All right. Hello, Jack. Oh, hello, Marty. Mind if I come in? Well, Marty... Thanks. Hello, Mr. White. Oh, hi there. Look, Marty, we're busy right now. Yeah, I just stopped by to find out what happened to you. Oh, we had a leave. Yeah, I know. I know. I saw you go before the first act was over. What did you have to leave for? Well, we had a date. Why don't you tell him the truth, Jack? What's that, Mr. White? We didn't like your show. Now, how about leaving here, huh? Not till I tell you something. There was a robbery at that apartment tonight. Somebody slugged Mrs. Adams, took her jewelry, robbed the safe. No kidding. It happened just before you left. Wait a minute. Are you trying to say we had something to do with it? I'll let you answer that one. Hey, look, Marty... Oh, Marty. I'll answer it. Like this. This guy wanted to go to the cops. Let's fix it so he does. We will return in just a moment to tonight's exciting case from the official files of your FBI. Now a quick interview with a man sitting on top of the world. A man who got rid of a 10-year worry in 10 minutes flat. That's me, Mr. Keating. Honest, I can't thank my Equitable Society representative enough for bringing that fact-finding chart for fathers and mothers. That's fine, Ed. Tell us just what the Equitable Society's fact-finding chart for fathers and mothers did for you. Well, just like you said, Mr. Keating, I got rid of a 10-year-long worry in 10 minutes. 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For the true criminal must be dealt with by those who are familiar with his tricks, by those who are equipped to fight him and to capture him. It is not that the local police and your FBI do not appreciate help from the public, for many crimes would remain unsolved without such help. But make sure your help will do some good, will help remedy the situation brought about by the crime. If those are your intentions, then your course is a simple and an easy one. This is, in fact, the only logical course for you to take. Merely pick up your telephone and call your local police. Give them the start, and they will finish the job for you. Tonight's file continues in a small room at police headquarters. Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Graham. Oh, that's all right. My name is Taylor. I'm a special agent of the FBI. Yes, I know. The police told me you were coming. You're a friend of Marty Scott's. Yes. How long have you known him? Oh, off and on, about five, six years. Well, the police have given me a background report on everybody's drinking. They say it's got them into quite a few scrapes in the past. Do you know about any of these? No. Have you ever been with him when he was drinking? A few times. But he seemed more like a paper hat drunk than a trouble guy. Or was he drinking at this audition tonight? Not that I know of. What were you doing there? I was singing some of Marty's numbers. Oh, I see. Now, when did you get to Mrs. Adams' apartment? About 8.15. And who was there? Marty, a dance team named Carrie and Ollie. A couple of chorus kids. About a dozen squares who might put up some money. And you were with Scott when Mrs. Adams was found? That's right. Now, let's see. You've testified that he left stating that he knew who committed the robbery and was going after them. Did he mention any names? No, he... Pardon me, please. Special Agent Taylor speaking. Yes, Captain? You have where? Yes, I see. Yeah, thanks very much. That was a report on Marty Scott. What about him? He's just been found unconscious in a stolen car that he'd driven into a concrete wall. According to the police who found him, he reeked to whiskey, and in one of his pockets they found some of Mrs. Adams' jewelry. Oh, Mr. Taylor. Oh, yes, miss. You can see Mr. Scott now. Oh, fine, thank you. Go write him. Thanks. Who are you? I'm a special agent of the FBI. Here are my credentials, Mr. Scott. Oh, I thought it was another one of those pulse and thermometer kids. How do you feel? Awful. I ain't been hit so hard since they dropped my last option. You mind answering some questions? Look, I know what you're going to ask me. I'll give you the reader's digest version. I was framed. Oh, by whom? Two guys named Jack Logan and Steve White. They came to Ms. Adams' apartment to see a run-through of a show I wrote. In fact, I invited them. Where did you know them from? I just knew Logan. I met him at a party some guy named Carlisle threw out on the coast. What does this Logan do? I don't know. You meet a lot of guys at a party, but you don't give them a saliva test. What makes you think they framed you? I saw them blow the joint early. When I found Ms. Adams, I had a hunch they did it. So I went to see them. Oh. They knocked me cold. Then they must have put me in a car, drove it into a wall, spilled whiskey on me and put some of the loot in my kick. They didn't steal the car. No, I did that. Look, I know that hangs one on me, but all I can say is I couldn't find a cab. It was raining and I was in a real big hurry. But you can believe me, Mr. I didn't take the other stuff. Melodies on me steal, yeah, but not jewelry. Where can I locate Logan and White? They're at the Park Hotel. Okay, I'll go over and see them. I'll check on your story. Thanks. I'll get back here to you later. Right. Oh, by the way, I got a tip for you. When you go there, wear a helmet. Jim. Yes, Tom. Tell us I just came in from LA on Scott. He attended that party at the Carlisle Ranch. Yeah, I know. I just finished talking to Scott at the hospital. You got a confession? No. Let's come back to my desk. Okay. All right, then. Right. What was Scott's story? He claims he was framed by two men named Jack Logan and Steve White. Did Scott admit being at the Carlisle party? Young said that's where he met this Logan. Why did these men want to frame him? Well, according to Scott, they're the ones that rob Mrs. Adams. It's not a very strong alibi. I know, but we've got to go along with it until we prove otherwise. It's true. He gave me descriptions on this White and Logan. Why don't you check back on both of them with Iden, huh? Okay, I will. While you're doing that, I'll go over and see them. Should we answer that, Steve? Sure. Why not? Okay. Yeah? I'm looking for Steve White or Jack Logan. I'm Jack Logan. I'm a special agent of the FBI. Hear my credentials. Oh. Who is it, Jack? Tell us in the FBI. I haven't come in. Come on in. Thanks. That's Mr. White. Oh, you're Mr. White. Hi. I think I know why you're here. It's about that robbery last night, right? Yeah. We were just going to get in touch with the police. Oh, really? We got some information. Figured it might be useful. Yeah. I didn't give it to me. Well, uh, you are talking about the Adams robbery, right? That's right. We went to her apartment earlier for that, uh... What do you call it, Jack? Audition. Yeah. I thought maybe he might want to invest in the show. No, I see. I didn't like the music, so we left. Well, is this what you were going to tell the police? Oh, no, no, no. We got something real important. After we left that place, we came here to Jack's. About a half hour later, there's a knock on the door. Jack answered it. It's his friend. What's the guy's name? Marty Scott. Yeah. He'd apparently been hitting the grog real good. Yeah. He was staggered. Why did he come here? He said he needed some dough. We couldn't handle that, and he digs in his pockets and comes up with a handful of rings and bracelets. Ask if we'll take him for security. That's right. Turn him down on that, and he left. Mm-hmm. Make any trouble? I mean, was he, uh, violent? Oh, no, no, no, no. We eased him out, okay? Mm-hmm. And you say this was last night. That's right. Why didn't you notify the police then? Ha-ha. We thought it was junk, Joe Ridgewell. We read the paper today telling about the stick-up. I see. Well, thank you, gentlemen. I'll pass your information along to the police. If we need you for anything else, we'll call you. Jim, I just got a report from my den. On Logan and White? Yeah, they both had previous convictions. Yeah, I thought they might. White's for Jewel Robbery's. Logan's for being in a cop's before the fact. Mm-hmm. You're there. Thanks. This makes Marty's sky-tellable a little more valid. Yeah. Yeah, but truthfully done, right now I don't know who did the job. Did you see White and Logan? Yeah, I interviewed them. They admitted being at the party all right. They also said that Scott had visited them after the party, that he was drunk, and that he tried to sell them the jewelry. Yeah, it would clear them. While I was talking to them, though, I noticed a spot on the rug that had just been washed. Did you question them about it? No. You know, I went out and got a search warrant and returned to their apartment. They'd left. I applied a reagent to the spot. It turned out to be a bloodstain. That's one for Scott's side. Yes, especially since I've been told there'd been no violence while Scott was there, that he'd just quietly left. No, I'll get it. Excuse me. Special Agent Taylor. Yeah. Yeah, all right. Thanks a lot. The police had put us down. Oh? They just did a thorough examination on the car that Scott was found in. The police picked up a clear fingerprint behind the rear view mirror. It belonged to Jack Logan. Well, it really makes this whole new case. Yeah. Don, let me see those records again, man. Yeah. Thanks. Yeah. Let's make some phone calls. I think I know how to find out who really stole those jewels. 84, ready for immediate departure for Philadelphia, Washington, Miami. Passengers, please have their tickets checked at date 15. Did you get the call through, Steve? Yeah. Guy's meeting us at the airport in LA. Mm-hmm. Will he handle this stuff? Sure. Good. What about the burns? He can move them, too. It was a real audition, Scott Rand. There's no business like show business. Hey, Steve, I just happened to think. What? I got a new title for Scott's show. The State Pen Follies of 1950, 1951, 1952. Flight 11, ready for immediate departure for Chicago, Albuquerque, and Los Angeles. Passengers, will please board the plane through gate 12. Ah, that's us. Yeah. Let's go. Just a minute. Don. Yes, Jim. You can relieve Mr. White of that package. Right. What is this? You just come along. We'll explain it all to you on the way to headquarters. Jack Logan and Steve White were tried and found guilty of interstate transportation of stolen property and sentenced to prison terms of 20 years each. Special Agent Taylor in re-examining the records of White and Logan noticed a definite pattern in their operations. When they committed a dual robbery on the West Coast, the loot always turned up in the East. On Eastern jobs, it was fenced in the West. While at their apartment, he also noticed that their luggage carried stubs from airline baggage checks. He therefore called all of the airlines checked on reservations made for the West Coast and obtained results you have just witnessed. The Federal Bureau of Investigation is more than ordinarily pleased with the outcome of this case from its files. Not only because this time both criminals were removed from circulation for a lengthy period, but also because it was able to perform the highest function of a law enforcement agency. It was able to prove the innocence of a person who was justifiably under suspicion. Your FBI has always operated on the theory that it was far better to let 99 guilty men go free than see one innocent person convicted. And it shall continue to operate on that theory. Shall continue its job of protecting you, the American people. In just a moment, you will hear about next week's exciting case from the files of your FBI. But first, our Equitable Society representative on the fact-finding chart for fathers and mothers. I'm speaking for the nearly 8,000 Equitable Society representatives from coast to coast. We equitable men know from experience what this fact-finding chart can do for parents. We know what it can mean in terms of future security and freedom from worry. So ask your equitable representative for a copy of the fact-finding chart for fathers and mothers. Or send a postcard care of the station to the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States. Next week, we will dramatize another exciting case from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. A dramatic re-enactment of crime at a county fair. It's subject, armed robbery. It's titled, The Big Case Out. The incidents used in tonight's Equitable Life Assurance Society's broadcast are adapted from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. However, all names used are fictitious. And any similarity thereof to the names of persons living or dead is accidental. Tonight, the music was composed and conducted by Frederick Steiner. The author was Jerry D. Lewis. Yourna Razor was William Woodson and Special Agent Taylor was played by Stacey Harris. The cast were Grace Albertson, Michael Ann Barrett, Harry Bartell, Bill Conrad, JC Flippen, and Sidney Miller. 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