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Tonight's FBI file, the sentimental double cross. Unfortunately, it is necessary for the Federal Bureau of Investigation to call to your attention the current crime wave more often than it would like to. It would much prefer that there was no crime wave to discuss. But the facts do not warrant any such conclusion. There is almost unprecedented activity among criminals. And your FBI talks about it on this official broadcast because it concerns you so directly. Every crime, no matter where it is committed, has its effects on you. It raises your tax bills. It raises the price you pay on various commodities. It makes you the next possible target for the criminals. Yes, it touches every one of you in a hundred different ways. And yet, try to recall something. In your presence, when has anyone been heard other than law enforcement officers discussing the prevention of crime rather than distorted details? The answer probably is never. The solution is for you to bring the subject up yourself. Discuss it from every angle until you arrive at some plan whereby you can effectively aid in the war against crime. For, like international wars, this is a battle which will not be won unless you, the law abiding decent citizens, join together and cooperate with your local police. The time to do that is now. Tonight's file opens in a small dimly lit room of a building located on the outskirts of a Midwestern city. It is midnight and two men are listening to the last note of a distant clock. It's overclocked. I know. Well, let's wake him up. You ready? Wake up, Tommy. He's really knocking it off. Well, this ought to do it. It's okay, Tommy. It's okay. It's just us. Yeah, now why are we walking? It's after midnight. Happy birthday, Tommy. Huh? Have a thousand of them, kid. Oh, thanks. Uh, me and Charlie got something for you. Huh? It's not very much, but... Yeah. A ballpoint pen. Oh, gee. I don't know what to say. Okay. Well, we're so thoughtful of you. I'm not ordinarily at a loss for words, but... Well, I just can't tell you how thankful I am. Yeah, sure. That ain't the only present, Tommy. Any more? Uh-huh. We've got a plan all set to bust out of this jail tomorrow morning, and we're taking you with us. The next day, at a nearby FBI field office, Special Agent Jim Taylor meets Agent Bill Wayne as he is signing in. Hello, Bill. Hi, Jim. You're back from court already? Yeah, recess. Oh, I've got to go back this afternoon. You, uh, meet through testifying then? Probably. Good. When you're finished, the SAC wants you to work on it, and he just put me on. Oh, what's the story? A jail break out at South Randolph. Again? Yeah, three men got away. Two of them had been arrested by our agents for violation of the National Motor Vehicle Theft Act. How did they get out? They overpowered the jailing. That's the third time that same thing's happened, Arthur. I know. Well, they stole the jailer's keys, and were gone by the time anybody missed them. When did all this happen? Within the past hour. Any idea what they're using for transportation? Well, I'm not sure, Bill, but there's a stolen car reported shortly after the break. Well, who are the two we're looking for? My name's Charlie Lake. He had previously served 10 years for assault with a deadly weapon. Well, who's his partner? Frank Robin. He served five years for armed robbery. The third man was named Tommy Brunswick. He wasn't a hardened criminal like the others. He was in for judging his company's books. Did they ever work together? Well, not from their arrest records. They were cellmates, but I believe that was the only link. Anything been done so far? We've got a roadblock set up on the two highways leading out of South Randolph. I hope it was set up early enough. Well, I'm going out there now and find out, Bill. As soon as I get anything, I'll call in. Been pretty fast. Well, I want to look like a legitimate driver. Oh. Ah, this is certainly pleasant. That being out of prison, I mean. It'll be more pleasant when we get to some safe place. They've got that map there, Franky. Yeah. What's the story? This road goes another five miles. And it feeds into a lot of roads. A junction like. Where are we heading for, Charlie? Any place where there's dough and shelter. You mean you have no particular destination, Charlie? No. Then could I make a suggestion? Yeah, why? Why aren't we hurries? Too many towns. But you said you wanted to. Head west. I have some money planted. Hmm? I say I have some money hidden away, but. Of course, it's too dangerous. Important money? About ten thousand dollars. Ten thousand? It's from when I was borrowing money from the company I was working for. You fellas were nice enough to take me along with you. I'd be very happy to give you, say, oh. One thousand dollars apiece to show my gratitude. Frank, look at that map. You've changed your mind? Kid, it's a pleasure having you aboard. Where's the dough planted? It's in a place. Hey, what? Look down the bottom of the hill. It's a road block. What do we do? Let's pull off the road and sit tight a minute. You'll see us. Well, maybe not. What about the woods? Just sit a minute, will you? They'd be pretty good cover. According to the map, there's a highway that runs on the other side of them. Charlie, look there. A cop. Yeah, I think he spotted us. Yeah, he has. Come on. Hitch to the woods. Special Agent Taylor speaking. Hello, Jim, this is Bill. You call me? Yeah, Bill. I'd like you to pick up something before you come down here. Any action there? What? The road block was partially effective. What do you mean partially? Well, the trio had to abandon their car and scatter when they got to the place where the block was set up. They made a break for it on foot through the woods. What happened? Frank Auburn was recaptured, but Tommy Brunswick and Charlie Lake got away. That's not so good. Have you talked to Auburn yet? Yeah, I've just finished questioning him. You got anything? Well, he told me that Tommy Brunswick was wounded by one of the local police, but Auburn didn't know how serious the wound was. Anything else? Yes, he said Brunswick mentioned some money that he had hidden. He was going to give some of it to them. Did Brunswick say what he had it hidden? According to Auburn? No. Yeah, I guess I do, Bill. He's scared. Oh, oh yeah. Well, you contact the local police and get Tommy Brunswick the rest record. Okay. If we can get a lead from that and find out where the money is hidden, we should be able to pick up both of them. You all right, Bad Tommy? Uh-huh. Hold on. Yeah, those things really burned. Yeah. You've ever been shot, Charlie? Uh-huh. By a cop? By a dame. It was a gun I gave her for a birthday. Well, we ought to be there in a couple of minutes. Who is this doctor you're taking her to? Well, kid, he ain't exactly a doctor. Who you said he was? What he used to be. Oh. He blew his license about five years ago. What does he do now? He drinks whiskey. No. I mean, for a living. Well, the best he can. Well, that's the place up ahead. He isn't very far from the main road. Police might come by here looking for us. Oh, Doc will take care of the cops. Boyd, I'll come on, help you out, Tommy. All right. Here, here. I'll grab my shoulder, Tommy. There, there we are, kid. You such a burden. Oh, you're kidding. Just hold on, kid. Thanks. Hello, Doc. Well, it's good to see you, boy. Say, by golly, I was just thinking about you. Hey, Doc, give me a hand, will you? Huh? Who's this? Palamini. He's looking after us. Well, come in, come in, come in. Okay. Charles, I was under the impression that you were incarcerated. Why don't we bust out? Blendons, blendons. That's how my pal here got hood. Can you fix them up? That's an elementary question. Just put them on the cop, Charles. I shall prepare for immediate surgery. A sample of the juice of tender mercy. Well, is it all right for me to drink? Sure, sure. It's about you. You know, son, there are moments on this mortal coil when a man in my profession fears to believe his own inscrutable knowledge. What do you mean? Son, the wound you received at the hands of that minion of the law was quite severe. I know, much more severe than I at first, to my... Well, last night you said... I know, I know, I said you were getting better. But it appears from the tests I took this morning that well, Tommy, your convalescence isn't what I hoped it would be. You're not going to recover some. You mean I'm going to die? That's right, son. I can't. That is something over which mere mortals have ceased to exercise any control. There's only one thing I can do for you now. What's that? Notify your next skin. Oh. Do you... Do you have anybody to whom you're particularly close? My sister. I shall notify her. Where are you going? I must replenish my supply of ambrose, you tell me. Through some error I brought with me an empty bottle. Did you tell him, Doc? Yes. Yes, Charlie, I... I told him. Has he got any relatives? That's sister. Sister. Use her as a wedge to find out where he stashed the minion. Oh, Doc. You stay away from us. Why? Well, if you go in there, load of the pork head might find out he isn't really going to die at all. We will return in just a minute to tonight's case from the official files of your FBI. Just before tonight's exciting file, I mentioned an important announcement the Equitable Society asked me to give at this time. I urge you all to listen closely. This is a special message about the Equitable Society's famous Independent 60s plan. Independent 60s means exactly what it says. When retirement time rolls around, you're free and independent. No charity, no money worries. 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He is tried and caught at further expense of the taxpayers and he is convicted. He is then sentenced to one of these cracker barrel jails and within a short time he escapes. Now the entire costly process has to be gone through again. Gone through, of course, at your expense. But the situation is not hopeless. There is a solution and it is available to every community. Build better jails. No one of you citizens listening tonight can do that by yourself. But you do have a vote and you can speak your mind through the ballot box when the question is brought before you next election time. Unfortunately, there were many such referendums to build new and more secure prisons defeated the last time the people went to the polls. Defeated because of a theory of false economy. You do not save money by letting prisoners escape and having to recapture them. You save money by making sure that any criminal sentenced to a term in prison will serve that term. Any other policy is penny wise and dollar foolish and favors not you but your enemy, the common enemy, the criminal. Tonight's file continues in a room at the South Randolph local police headquarters. Sorry, it took me so long to drive down here, Jim. Oh, that's all right. Well, apparently, Brunswick and Lakewood. Oh? Yeah, you remember my telling you they ran through the woods when they abandoned that first stolen car? Well, there's another highway on the other side of those woods. They stole a second car over there. How do you know? Well, we found the jacket from Brunswick prison uniform right where the car was parked. Have we got a description of the second stolen car? Yeah, we've already sent an alarm on it. Have all the doctors in this vicinity been notified about Brunswick's wounds? Yeah, I don't suppose there's anything else that can be done, Jim. What do you think of? Oh, we might just as well start studying that arrest record of Brunswick. Oh, yeah, it's right here in this envelope. Oh, pardon me a minute. Yeah, sure, Jim. Special agent Taylor speaking. This is Sergeant Crawford. Yes, Sergeant? We just got some word on that alarm. On the car? No. Where does he live? Where does that road lead to, Sergeant? Sergeant, I think we'd all better get out there right away. They might have as much ammunition in that house as we can. Brunswick and Lake, listen to me. We've got the house surrounded by police and federal officers. You can't escape. Come out with your hands up. Nothing yet, Jim. Yeah. Let's give them a little time to make up their minds. Well, I went through their second car, they stole. It's fine, isn't it? Blood on the front seat. Hey, any guns? Nope. I'll give them one more call. Okay. Brunswick and Lake, listen to me. We've got the house surrounded by police and federal officers. You can't escape. Come out with your hands up. We'll have to move in, Bill. Signal the Sergeant. Right. Okay, come on. Watch it. I'm going to kick the door in. Cover me. Right, Jim. Nobody in this room, Bill. I must take the door to the other room. I guess so. Keep me covered. Right. That's Tommy Brunswick. He's the only one here. Is he dead? No, just passed out. Bill, look around the other room and see if you can find any lead on where Lake and that ex-doctor went. Will you quit nipping at that point? You'll forget what you're supposed to do. My chore hardly demands the qualities of a genius. Well, let's go over it again, will you? Oh, very well. I go into the Palace Hotel and give this note to the crew. Yeah. The one named Joe. Exactly. He gives me Tommy's suitcase. I bring it back to the car, take the keys out of the suitcase, and we drive through the post office. Right. I go in, open Tommy's post office box with the keys, get the package, and come back to the car. Is that it? Yeah. Yeah. And you still got the note Tommy wrote, ain't you? Yes, my ungrammatical friend. I have. Say. What do I get out of this whole thing? A year supply of whiskey. Very enticing. You know, at first I felt badly about double-crossing Tommy this way. But upon mature deliberation, I think a year's supply of whiskey ought to stab my conscience. Until it disappears again. Brunswick, we know that Charlie Lake was here with you. Where did he go? I don't know. Where did he and the ex-doctor leave? We've already got the description of the car they're in and we've sent out an alarm on it. Now you might as well tell me what you know. Sorry, I'm not talking. Who told you about that? Frank Arvin. The other two are on their way now to get it, aren't they? I don't want to talk. Getting anywhere with them, Jim? No, not very far. I found this in the other room. A pad of prescription blanks. There's indebted writing on the top sheet. Let's read it and see what it says. Yeah, go ahead, I'll hold the flashlight. Put it up a little bit. Dear Joe, please give the man who brings this note of black suitcase I left with you when I checked out he is my friend, and he's signature. Put it down for that, that's it. Signature is a little tougher to make out. Um, it starts with a T. T. Tommy, it's a first name, Tommy Brunswick. I never wrote anything on that pad. Brunswick, who did you write this to? I never wrote it. We can find out if this is your handwriting. Hold it, Bill, I just remembered something. Let's go. I beg your pardon, sir. Are you the clerk? Sorry, we're all filled up now. I have not come here to seek lodgings. Then what do you want? I seek a word with a clerk named Joe. I'm Joe. Splendid! What can I do for you? I am a messenger. I bring you this note. Okay, wait a minute. I've got to be in the office. I shall be standing here like the sphinx awaiting your return. Mm-hmm. I think maybe the sphinx needs a drink. Here you are, Mac. Well, thank you very much, sir. I've got a card. My father getting back into the car lake. I'll take that suitcase. And may I ask who you are, sir? Yes, I'm a special agent of the FBI. You can leave this car right here. I'll supply the transportation as far as headquarters. And Frank Auburn were found guilty of violating the National Motor Vehicle Fed Act and the Federal Escape Act were sentenced to 10 years each. Tommy Brunswick was turned over to local authorities. The bogus doctor was given a two-year sentence for harboring federal fugitives and treatment was designed to rehabilitate him. When Tommy Brunswick refused to answer any questions, Special Agent Taylor remembered that in his arrest record there was a notation which read Place of Arrest, Lobby Palace Hotel. The two special agents sped to the hotel and there they set up a surveillance covering both the front and side entrances with what results you have already seen. The final clue which led to the capture of Charlie Lake and the ex-doctor thus came from the trained memory of an FBI special agent. But this case would not have been closed as quickly had it not been for the close cooperation given the two special agents via the local police force. The same is true of a tremendous number of other cases which your FBI closes every week. The Federal Bureau of Investigation is proud of the fact that it makes its facilities available to every local law enforcement agency in the country. But it is even prouder of the fact that in every section of the country the local police extend the court shall welcome to every special agent. We believe that to be true because in the past such cooperation has inevitably led to victory over the criminal to his arrest and conviction. In just a moment we will tell you about next week's exciting case from the files of your FBI. Now two final questions on the Equitable Society's Independent Sixties Plan. Are these plans flexible, Mr. Keating? Can the amount be increased if my income goes up in the next five years? It certainly can. Your Equitable Representative will tell you that many successful men have done exactly that. When I reach the age of 60 about how much income will I receive a month? Well that's something you and your Equitable Representative will have to work out together. It depends on your present income and your future needs. I'll see you in the next video. Thank you. However all names used are fictitious. And any similarity they'll have to the names of persons living or dead is accidental. Tonight's program was transcribed and 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 J.C. Flippen, Mark Lawrence, Wally Mayer, Charles Maxwell, Sydney Miller and Steve Pendleton. This is your FBI is a Jerry Divine Production. 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