 The Equitable Life Assurance Society presents This Is Your F.B.I. This Is Your F.B.I. The official broadcast from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation presented transcribed as a public service by the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States and the Equitable Society's representative in your community A shrewd psychologist who has had contacts with numerous leaders of American business once remarked, success and self-confidence go hand in hand. Men who have a strong conviction that they're going to succeed are the ones that rise to the top in every field. For people of this type, people who have this feeling of certainty about themselves, the Equitable Life Assurance Society has created its famous life insurance plan for men and women on the way up. Do those words describe you? Then you'll be interested in about 11 minutes when I give full details of the Equitable Plan for men and women on the way up. Tonight, the subject of our F.B.I. file, Espionage. It's titled, The Saboteurs. The F.B.I. file chosen for tonight concerns a case which goes back to World War II. By presidential order, two years before Pearl Harbor, the Federal Bureau of Investigation was named the official clearing house for all reports of suspected sabotage and espionage. In one single day during the conflict, over 2,500 such reports were received. Each one of them had to be checked separately. Tonight's case will serve to remind you that special agents of the F.B.I. have now had vast experience combating all the tricks and stratagems of spies, traitors and saboteurs. In the present emergency, whether it be enemy agents from without or fifth columnists from within, you may be sure that your F.B.I. is ready. Tonight's file opens just off the Atlantic coast late one night during the war. A small crescent moon throws a dim light on the ocean. Just enough so four men in a small rubber boat can see where they're going. Enough light, too, so those not rowing can wave farewell to the U-boat they have just left. Admiral Dernitz has carried out his assignment. He has brought four saboteurs to this country. The rest is up to them. Now the rubber boat reaches the shore. Four men jump out, and sailors from the U-boat return to the submarine. On the beach, the men take shovels and dig. In a few minutes, enough of a hold has been made. The equipment the saboteurs have brought is buried. That job finished. The leader of the group gathers them together and says, Hello, Los Leutes. You have the instruction and it's yours. Those words began the careers of four Nazi saboteurs in the United States, and the biggest manhunt in the history of your FBI. Later, as dawn was breaking over the ocean, other men were busy on that same sandy stretch of beach. Coast guardsmen, local defense authorities, police, and FBI personnel. As Special Agent Jim Taylor made his way toward a group of busy men, he met Agent Paul Austin. Hello, Paul. Oh, hi, Jim. You on this thing, too? Yeah, the officer told me to check with you. What's up? Some Nazis have made a landing. Oh, when? Around midnight. What's everybody huddled over there for? We uncover the cache where they buried their equipment. Oh. They came well prepared. So far, we've come up with, uh, $40,000 in cache, some guns, high explosives, bombs, cameras, detonators, and timing devices. Oh, that's quite a load. And if they buried this much, Paul, how many came ashore? Oh, we're not sure, Jim. They were only spotted by one person. He got close enough to give us any description? Yeah, he went over our files at the office and picked out the picture of somebody named Otto Miller. Miller? He was in Bund activities here before the war. Two years ago, he went back to Germany. Oh, we've got full information on him. How about that picture you mentioned? The officer's copies on the way by messenger. Fine. In a minute, we'll get them. Let's check these houses along the beach. The FBI field office, agent and charge walker is at his desk, Quinn. You sent for me, Mr. Walker? Yes, come in, Taylor. Still nothing to report on the saboteurs, sir. Didn't anyone see them leaving the beach area? No, sir, and we haven't picked up the beginning of a trail on Otto Miller. You finished checking hotels yet? Yes, sir, an hour ago. We're still working on rooming houses and furnished apartments. Among the things we found buried on the beach was a handkerchief I sent for you for ultraviolet. All right, sir, I'll check our files. That's been done. They're all Nazi sympathizers. Put them under surveillance. No questioning? No, we only want them watched now. We're hoping they'll be contacted by the saboteurs. Mr. Walker, we don't know what any of them looks like. That's why we've got to find Otto Miller. Let's see, Miller's file shows that he frequented this German beer garden that's here in the Lusper. Pardon me, Taylor. Walker, you have? Yes, right now. Thanks. Miller's been located in the rooming house at 83 Hudson Street, using the name Mitchell. Get right over there. Come in. Oh, I thought it was... Mr. Miller? I'm afraid you've made a mistake. My name is Mitchell. Mine's Taylor. I'm a special agent of the FBI here in my credentials. What can I do for you? You could give me some information. Anything I can do, I'll do. Fine. I'd like to learn something of your activities. Such as? Where you were before you moved here. I lived in the country for two years. You see, I've been sick. Now I'm well, and I've come back to find work. You know, for someone who's been sick, you don't take very good care of yourself. What do you mean? Going for midnight walks along the beach after that storm we had here yesterday. I don't know what you're talking about. I was having been at Crest Harbor last night. You're mistaken, sir. We found the equipment you buried. Now why not just tell us a story? I repeat, you're mistaken, sir. You just sent a suit out to be cleaned. Yes, that's right. Well, I took the liberty of examining it. There was sand in the cuffs. That's not possible. It's a new suit. I bought it yesterday. Now where? In a store on Broadway. Look, do you think I'm a Nazi? There was no storm. You say you haven't been near the beach, but I find sand in your pants cuffs. You also told me you bought the suit yesterday. I did. Well, that's impossible. It's a wartime measure. They don't make pants with cuffs anymore. Now let's go back and start over, Miller, and this time I want the names of the men who landed with you. Here's the pet shop, Paul. Should we move in? Jim, there's collards in back by the parakeets. Don't move, collards. You're under arrest. Manheim's not showing today, Jim. Well, stay here. We'll all go call the office. Maybe they picked up Gallitzen at the beer hall. Okay, I'll check it. Wait a minute. There he is. Yeah, I see him. Get the wand ready. All right, Manheim, you're under arrest. There's Gallitzen. At the bar? No, he just came in the back door. Come on, Paul. This means we've got all four of them. Have a chair, Taylor. Thank you, sir. Where's Austin? He's finishing the report. I just wanted you both to know the director sent through a note commending every agent who's been working on the Savitur case. Well, thank you, sir. How are you doing with Miller? He's still talking. We're putting his entire statement in writing for his signature. There's one thing we never did find. What's that? The objective they had. Well, there was more than one. Miller gave me the list. They were headed for the TVA project, All Plants of Aluminum Corporation of America. Wait a minute. I've got the list here on my desk. The cryolite planted Philadelphia. The Chesapeake and Ohio Railroad. The Pennsylvania Railroad Depot at Newark. The Hellgate Bridge. The Ohio River locks between Cincinnati and St. Louis. And the horseshoe curve of the Pennsylvania Railroad at Altoona. That's quite a schedule. They had any spare time. They were also to place time bombs in railroad lockers and crowded department stores. Just to keep in practice? Yes. What were you taking off when this broke? The Auto Ring case, sir. Austin, too? That's right, sir. All right. When the report on this one's finished, you can both go back to work and... Pardon me, Jenna. Sure. Walker, that's right. You did? Have you asked him where? I see. Yes, I'll be here. Right. Never mind the Auto Ring, Taylor. You're still on saboteurs. Another case break? The same one. But we caught all four, sir. Otto Miller just talked again. We'll be right back. We will return shortly to tonight's case from the official files of your FBI. Now for a moment, let's consider an entirely different type of case. The case of Jimmy Blake, a young man with a lot of dreams that are coming true one by one. In the Army, he dreamed of opening a grocery store. 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If this nation should again become engaged in all-out war, are we now better prepared to cope with spies and saboteurs? The answer is yes. Industrial plans have not forgotten how to apply the protective measures they learned in World War II. And throughout the past five years of uneasy peace, your FBI has never for one moment let down its guard, has never ceased to take every possible precaution against the enemy within our gates. In today's emergency, the men of your FBI again call on you, the people, to give your full cooperation to help make America spy-proof and sabotage-proof. If the nature of your work means that you possess any secret or vital information, keep it to yourself. If you work in a defense plant, don't talk about your job in public places. If you see or hear anything suspicious, don't try to investigate it yourself. Check page one of your phone book for the number, then call the nearest field office of your FBI. Tonight's file continues in Agent and Charge Walker's office as he and Special Agent Taylor re-interview saboteur Otto Miller. Miller, you say the other U-boat is due to land any day? They could be here already. But you don't know where they're hitting the coastline. No. How many other in this group? Four men. But you can only identify three? Yes. Mr. Walker, suppose I lay out our pictures again for him? All right, Taylor. Excuse me. How are you, Angela? I'm sure it's with them. Grove, they call him. We've got his name is Leo Paul Green, sir. And he, I know, is along. Dudley. That's Wilmar Duncan. And Bell here. He's in our files as Herman Bergen, Mr. Walker. Oh, Miller, take a look at these group shots, see if the fourth man is there. Very well. Say, this is the man, this one. With a moustache? Yes. What name did he use? Webster. What job do you have? He was a leader like me. According to the note on back of this picture, we've got no file on the man. Is Webster's real name? I never knew. Mr. Walker. Yes. They gave Miller here the name Mitchell as an alias. They changed Green's name to Grove. Duncan to Dudley. Bergen to Bell. The first two letters always remain the same. Now, if you stayed with that system, Webster's real name might begin with W-E. Miller, does that give you any idea? W-E. No, I still don't know. Taylor, get out of our phone books. Read names starting with W-E. You stop him, Miller, if he hits the right one. Was his name Weeks? No. Weirden? No. Weatherby? More German. Webber? No. Wild? It's no use, Mr. Taylor. Let's keep going, Miller. If it's not in this book, we'll try the next. Webley? No. Wexler? Wexler. Wait. Is that it? No, it's not. All right, let's get back to the list. Wettberg? No. Weiss? No. Wetzel? Wetzel. That's it, Mr. Taylor. That's his name. After learning the names of the new group of potential saboteurs, the entire facilities of the FBI were mobilized for the most extensive manhunt it ever conducted. It was learned that the second submarine had landed men in Jacksonville, Florida. Several days after receiving this information in Agent Walker's office, Taylor, we just got a teletype. Two of the new group have been apprehended. Which one, sir? Hermann Bergen and Leopold Green. Oh, that's two down, two to go. You're getting any lead on Wilmer Dunklin? No, sir. What about Wetzel? Well, I just heard from Washington. They have no record on anyone named Wetzel being a Nazi synthesizer. I see. Oh, pardon me. Excuse me, sir. Walker? Yes. This is the agent in charge. That's right. What name did you say? I say, yes, I'll be here. Goodbye. You don't have to search for Wilmer Dunklin. That was he on the phone. What? He called to find out if he could come in and see me. Why? He says he's got something to talk to me about. Oh, sir, he has. You'll be here in half an hour. Go to Jenkins desk and stay close to the intercom. I'll call you later. Good afternoon, Mr. Dunklin. What can I do for you? I have a matter to straighten out. All right. I returned to the city yesterday, and when I called the rooming house where I used to live, the landlady said an FBI agent had been to see me. He wanted to know why I didn't report for my draft board examination. Yes, Mr. Dunklin, we check on those things. I'm not a draft dodger. Law says you must notify the draft board of any change of address. Oh, I thought... Well, I thought that only meant if you moved someplace in this country. Have you been away? Yes, to Mexico. What made you come back? I got a letter last month from a friend who lives here. He's starting a garage. He wants me to work for him. I see. He doesn't want to give me the job, though, till he sees my card from the draft board. They said to see you before they'd give me a card. What is the number of your draft board? Twenty-eight. I'll notify them immediately that you contacted us. Anything else? No, that's all. Thank you, Mr. Walker. Thank you very much. Dunklin's just leaving my office, Taylor. I want you and Austin to keep them under 24-hour watch. Good luck yet, Mr. Walker. Has Dunklin shown any sign of getting in touch with Wetzel? Well, I'm not sure, sir. At 8.55 last night, he took a cab to the railroad station. He asked the information clerk what time the next train was due in from Florida. That's where the other saboteurs landed. Yes, sir, I know, but if he went there to meet Wetzel, he was disappointed. After the train unloaded, he left alone. Where'd he go? Back to his room. Maybe he called Wetzel from there. He's got no phone in his room, sir. His pay station in the hall, but he didn't use that. Taylor, we've got to find Wetzel. Do you want us to arrest Dunklin and question him? Does he suspect he's under surveillance? Sir, he hasn't given any indication of it. Then let him go anywhere he pleases, as long as you two are watching him. Paul, if we have to follow Dunklin into another movie today, I'm going to... Uh-oh. Boy, I thought he was going to make a break for that bus. Yeah. Damn you. Suppose there's anything behind all this movie going. No, I doubt it. He's cutting down 48th Street. Yeah. Come on, we better move up a little. He's looking at his watch an awful lot, isn't he? Sure is. You know, maybe he's got a date. There he goes into that bar. That's no Nazi hangout, you know the place? Yeah, by reputation. Shall we go in together? Sure, come on. Go ahead, Paul. All right. Dunklin's getting some change. Heading for the phone booth. There's no door on that phone booth. Yeah, I see. Look, there's a cigarette machine beside. Let's get down there. You got a dime on you, Jim. I think so. Let's see. Hello? Mr. Wetzel there. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks. What's that? A thanks. No, no message. Well, Paul, Wetzel's in town, or do. Dunklin's stopping at the bar. Grab your cigarettes. We'll pick him up again outside. How many calls has he made? Yesterday and today. Yeah. Or at least 15. Looking at his watch again. He's due. It's been about an hour and a half between calls. If he could only learn where he's calling Wetzel. I'd like to get the booth next to him when he calls again. There he goes into that restaurant. Stay on his heels, man. When we get inside, I'll head straight for the phones, Jack. Stop for a drink of water. Yeah. Look, all three phone booths are empty. I'll get down there ahead of him. Go ahead. I'll wait here. So please. Thank you. This is Dunklin. I've been calling for three days. I can't. We mustn't see each other for a long time. No, no, no. Don't get in touch with me. I'll contact you. Goodbye. Oh, Wetzel again? Yeah. This time he talked to him. Now, don't turn around. He just sat out of the table behind you. Yeah. Oh, good. He's looking at the menu, so I guess he'll eat. Stay by this booth and keep an eye on him. I'll be back as quick as I can. Exit soon, Jim? Yeah. I just went to the corner to call the office. Why didn't you call from here? I didn't want to take a chance on Dunklin coming back and overhearing me. Yeah. I told the SAC about his calling Wetzel at bridge 31425. How did you get the number? Counting the clicks each time he dialed. Oh, yeah, good. Where is that bridge number? The office is checking now. Let's hope it works. I will know pretty soon. Oh, I gave the office the number in this booth there. Dunklin's ordered the full dinner. He's only on the suit, so we got some time. Good. We might need it. Any new instructions on arresting it? No. I got it, Jim. Okay. Hello. Yes, it is. What do you have? Good. Right here in front of me. All right. Thanks. That thing worked, Jim. The number turned out to be a rooming house. Wetzel's done his way to the county jail. Fine. Come on, Paul. Mr. Dunklin? Yeah. But I don't know you. We know you. Here's a warrant with your name on it. You're under arrest. All of the saboteurs were tried before a military commission and convicted. One received life imprisonment, one 30 years imprisonment in a federal penitentiary and the other six were executed. And thus the Federal Bureau of Investigation faced and met its greatest wartime challenge. The abysmal failure of the first attempts to land saboteurs in America caused a change in German plans. From documents captured after the war, it was learned that the Nazi High Command intended to land a group from a U-boat every six weeks. Only two more were ever dispatched. They landed in Maine in November, 1944. And like the men in these first two groups, were captured before they had a chance to do any damage. Their utter failure in World War II was a source of gratification, as is the fact that not one single case of enemy-directed saboteurs came to light during all those war years. However, your FBI realizes that future saboteurs will not be apprehended by a reputation, but only by the same methods which worked before. Hard work, long hours, and most important, citizen cooperation. Now back to the Equitable Society's plan for men and women on the way up. Remember, this plan was designed for a very special type of individual. For the man who knows that someday he'll be able to tell his family, kids, the boss gave me a promotion, and a nice raise. How do you like that? Are you that kind of man? Then ask your Equitable Society representative to work out your own personal plan for a man on the way up, or send a postcard care of this station to the Equitable Life Assurance Society. Next week we will dramatize another case from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Its subject, kidnapping, its title, The Soybean Shakedown. 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 places or persons living or dead is accidental. Tonight the music was composed and conducted by Frederick Steiner. The author was Jerry D. Lewis. Your narrator was William Woodson, and special agent Taylor was played by Stacey Harris. Others in the cast were Ed Begley, Whitfield Conner, Harold Ryanforth, and Ted Osburn. This is Your FBI is a gerrydivine production. This is Larry Keating speaking for the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States, and the Equitable Society's representative in your community. And inviting you to tune in again next week at this same time, when the Equitable Life Assurance Society will bring you another thrilling transcribe story from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. The Soybean Shakedown on This Is Your FBI. Stay tuned for the adventures of Ozzie and Harriet. There is fun for the whole family when Ozzie and Harriet come your way next. This program came to you from Hollywood.