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Last year in this country, major crimes alone were committed at the rate of nearly 5,000 every 24 hours. And the figures for this year already show an increase of almost 22 percent. And the figures are still climbing, particularly in that field of crime of which tonight's case from the files of your FBI is a recent example. The crime of robbery, which has increased during the last six months, almost 50 percent. Ever since she saw that movie a couple of weeks ago in which a baby stole the picture from the grown-ups in the cast, Ruth Patterson has been obsessed with three ideas. One, that her own two-month-old Ricky is three times cuter. Two, could have played the part ten times better, and that she and her husband Frank should move to Hollywood and get the baby into pictures. But thus far, they're still living in North Philadelphia, where at the moment, little Ricky is roughly translated. That means bring me my supper bottle. Oh, hello, Flo. Is Frank home yet? No, he works overtime, Monday. Come on in. Okay. Yeah, that's cute. Cute! Honey, I'm just happy. It doesn't look like that husband of yours. Oh, gee, that reminds me. You know, you shouldn't even be here, Flo. Why not? Frank says he don't like for you to visit me. He thinks you're a bad influence. Haven't you given up caring? What do you think? Well, sure, but he's the only husband I've got. What about the Hollywood deal? Oh, you mean with Ricky? Yeah. Frank gonna take you out there? No, he says that's out. You still want to go? Of course. Without Frank? Sure, but how? I think I've got an angle for you on that. Oh, gee, what is it? Your car's here, ain't it? Yeah, why? Get Ricky. We're all going to the store. Store? What store? There's a supermarket over on the other side of town. What are we going there for? Yeah, Ricky, like I tell you, let's go. This kid is going to costar in a little act that'll get you and him to Hollywood. What? Pick him up, will you, and come on. He's in my arms coming over. That's well. Bring him and come on. Where? Into that store. But look, it's already closed. Don't you see the sign on the door? The manager's still in there. He'll let us in. Oh, okay. I'll do all the talking. Come on. Still don't see what's coming here and got to do with going to Hollywood. Just follow me. He's shaking his head no. Hold the kid up where he can see him. You mean like this? Yeah. Look, let me do the talking. I wouldn't know what to say anyway. I'm sorry, ladies, but the store is closed. Yes, we know and we wouldn't have bothered you except on account of the baby. You see, it's my sister's baby and she forgot. You don't have to tell me. You forgot to get milk for the baby, right? No, how did you know that? Lady, I unlocked this door two or three times a week for the same reason. Oh, then you don't mind? Of course not. Come right in. Thanks. Go ahead, sis. Okay. We can't turn down little fellas that need milk. Now, if you just wait right here, I'll go back to the other side. Never mind, mister. They'll be fine. Never mind the milk. This is a stick up. Oh, shut up. Well, I didn't know we came over here for this. Quiet, will you? Get them up, mister, and walk over to that cash register. You're really holding them up? Do what I tell you, mister. Anybody in the back? Everybody else is gone. Okay. Over to the cash register. Here. Put the money in this paper sack. Fill that money bag, too. Too bad I didn't think of this Saturday. We'd have got a bigger take. It'll be too bad for you if it's automated at all. Oh, now, mister, don't be sore. This is as big a surprise to me as it is to you. Now, wait a minute, mister. Take your hand out from under that counter. I just wanted to get to... Drop that gun! Oh, no, I won't. A few hours later in the Philadelphia office of the FBI, Agent and George Marlon is studying some reports when... Marlon speaking. Police headquarters, Mr. Marlon. Here's one hot-off-the-widdle for you fellows. Yes, what is it? A supermarket in north Philadelphia was stuck up right after closing time tonight by two women with a baby. Two women with a... That's right, a baby, and they escaped with $5,300 after shooting down the manager. Is he dead? No, he'll be all right. We got him in a hospital. I don't see any FBI angle. The car the women use was reported crossing over the New Jersey line at top speed about 30 minutes ago. Oh, I see. Well, under the National Stolen Property Act, that becomes our problem. Anybody get the license number? No, but it's a Black Ford sedan, about a 41 model. Any description of the women? Well, the manager of the store gave a fair description. He's in the city hospital, and he's well enough to talk. Good enough. I'll send Special Agent Corey out there right away. Call me another cup of coffee, Ruth, please. Oh, but you haven't got time, Frankie. Look at the clock. No, well, fix me a cup anyway while I get on my coat and tie, huh? Oh, you better not stop for any more coffee, Frankie. You'll be late. What's the matter with you this morning? Nothing, nothing's the matter. Why? You've been trying to rush me out of here ever since I got up. Oh, I am not a sister imagination. No, I'll answer it. Oh, no, I'll answer it. You go put on your tie. OK. Good morning, Aunt Martha. How are you? What? Yeah, um, yeah, Ricky's just fine. See, why, uh, why is that, Aunt Martha? I'll be over to pick you up in about an hour, so you be ready. Yeah, but I... I'm trying to see you in about an hour. Martha, goodbye now. Change your mind and come back. What? Aunt Martha left for Florida two days ago, Ruth. But you must be mistaken. That was your sister Florence, wasn't it? Well, yes. But I, I didn't want you to get upset. She was here at the apartment yesterday, wasn't she? What? You should have emptied her cork-tipped cigarette butts out of the ashtray, Ruth. OK, she was here, but I didn't want... Look, for the last time, Ruth, I'm telling you to keep that sister of yours out of this house. Oh, but Frankie... She's no good and you know it. Now, if you don't stop seeing her first thing you know, she'll be getting you mixed up in something like this thing in this morning's paper. What thing? Two women, one of them with a baby, stuck up a supermarket last night. I didn't read about... Look it over, you'll see what I mean. So long, honey. Long? You keep away from that Florence. Morning, Mr. Marlon. I had to go out in another case last night, didn't get back. What happened on your supermarket investigation? You haven't seen my report yet? I just got in a few minutes ago. Oh. Well, I got one lead and we ought to know any minute now whether it's a good one or not. What's that? The baby's footprint. Baby's footprint? Yeah. I don't see how you got... When the women came in to hold up the store, the baby was asleep in its mother's arms. Yes? The pistol shot wakened it and the baby started crying and kicking. The manager remembered hearing the mother tell the baby to stop pushing his feet against a glass case. Oh, and that's the way you found the footprint. Right. Good, good. I hope so. Anyway, I got the lab to turn out a lot of copies of it last night and by now every hospital in Philadelphia has one. What makes you think the baby was born in the Philadelphia hospital? The police said the hijackers' car was seen speeding across the line into New Jersey last night. That could have been a trick to give a false lead. They could have doubled back, lady, you know. Yes, I suppose so. If that baby was born in the Philadelphia hospital, we ought to know any minute now who its parents are. Aren't you ready to go yet? Well, I couldn't start packing till after Frankie had left, could I? OK, but hurry. We've got to be moving. Flo, the newspaper had a story all about it this morning. So what? They think we're over in Jersey somewhere. Don't stand there, finish packing that suitcase. Oh, OK. Did the jerk suspect anything? Well, he knew that you called a while ago. What'd you tell him? Nothing. That's a switch. What do you mean? Look, slam that bag shut and let's get out of here. Where's the kid's stuff? Oh, it's already in the suitcase. Well, then shut it. OK, now come on. Got to meet somebody way over on the up. Found this on the floor of the car. Thought I'd better come back. What is it? A money bag with G&L grocery company's name on it. Well, what about it? I think your sister here can answer that. I don't know what you're talking about. There was a story in the paper this morning about two women and a kid that held up the store that this money bag came from. So? I got a pretty good idea. You did the job, and you took my wife and kid with you. Frankie, I want to know. Honey, you know I'm telling the truth. I'll stop, will you? She probably hooked you in with some of that Hollywood talk who couldn't put in Ricky in pictures. Oh, I don't want to hear any more of this. Come on, Sid. Wait a minute. Ruth, what are you doing with those bags? Well, what she should have done a year ago. She's leaving you. Oh, no. No, she's staying. Both of you. We are not. I'm taking Ricky to Hollywood, and you can't stop me. Now look, you may be tired of me, Ruth, but you're not going anywhere with this sister of yours until I get the truth on this stick up. You really want the truth? Yeah. OK, sucker. We'll return in just a moment to tonight's case, which shows how your FBI helps provide national security. Now let's listen in on a conversation about social security between a baseball fan named Jim Meyer and his friend, the Equitable Society representative. Well, now, let's see. You ask, who has the better chance of scoring a run? A man on second base or a batter with two strikes against him. Right. 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Although the number of major crimes committed by men is far greater than that of those committed by women, the criminal mind itself has no gender. The instinct or the urge to cheat, to rob, to kill can be just as strong in women as in men. And the woman who holds a gun in her hand is just as cold and ruthless and vicious and deadly as her male counterpart. And just as consistent, too, in leaving that inevitable trace which leads to her downfall. It was barely 30 minutes after the girl Florence had struck down her sister's husband, Frank, and fled from the apartment with her sister and the baby that agent-in-charge Marlon and special agent Corey of the FBI arrived at the apartment house in North Philadelphia. And this is the right house number anyway, Corey. I hope they still live here. Here it is, Mr. Mrs. Frank Patterson, 2E, second floor. Come on, go ahead. Thanks. You know, there's only one thing I don't understand in this case. What's that? Well, the hospital file and the baby's footprints is correct, but according to the record, the baby's father's a bookkeeper. What of it? Well, he just doesn't sound like the kind of person who'd have a wife that goes in for hijacking. You should have been with the Bureau long enough, Corey, not to be surprised at anything. I know, but. A, B. He ought to be back toward the rear. Come on. C, D. That's E on the left there. Hold it. Just a minute, Mr. You Frank Patterson? Yeah. What special agents of the FBI? You know why we're here? Yeah, I guess I do. But I'm telling you, my wife is innocent. It was her sister that got her into it. She's made nothing but trouble ever since she got married. Wait a minute, wait a minute, not so fast. But she's taking my wife and baby away with her. I, I, I gotta catch up with them before you... Where do the catching, Patterson? Just tell us what happened. Well, I, I don't know all the details, but when I found that grocery company money bag on the floor in my car this morning on the way to work... Yes? Well, I knew who had done the robbery I read about, so I came tearing back to the house and found her sister was here getting ready to take Ruth and the baby away with it. What did you do? I tried to put her out of the house, but she struck me with something I passed out. What's her name? Florence. Florence Bethel. She lives at 824 North Street, but I don't suppose they went there... Cory. Yeah? Hop over to that address right away and see what you can find out. I'll be back at the office. Right. I was going to drive us to California. What, oh, God? Oh, the one I told you about. He had an ad in the paper that he was driving through and were chair expenses. I called him this morning and made the deal. Well, why couldn't we go on the train? It's safer for us this way. How do, ladies? Oh, hi. I'm Mr. Chandler. Are you the ones who are waiting for me? Yeah. Yeah, we're the ones. Fine, fine. Say, that's a mighty young baby you got there to be making such a long trip. Oh, yes, sir. He's only two months old, but he's just a few minutes... He's real tough. He can take it. Oh, I promise you, he won't be any trouble to you. He couldn't be any trouble for me, young lady. I like babies. Oh, you do? Okay, then. Let's get started. Very well. I'll give you a hand with your bags, and then we'll all be off for good old California. What did you find out, Cory? The sister had already packed and left her rooming house. But I got a lead on where they're probably headed for. Yes, where? The landlady overheard Florence Bethel using the payphone on the horrors morning. The landlady heard her say, are you the man who had the ad in the paper about driving to California? That's all she had a chance to hear. That's enough for us. Get all the newspapers for a week back, and we'll start checking all the personal travel ads. Found one in California yet, Cory? Not yet. Several to Florida, one to Chicago, and two to Texas. I'm having the same kind of luck so far. It's just got to be at least one to California. I'm on the last list now, so... Wait. Wait a minute. Found one? Yes. Yes, give me the phone. What did they say? Chandler's our party, all right. That was his niece. What route did they take to California? His niece didn't know, but look up the number of the American Motor Club. What? She heard Chandler call the club to have them lay out a route for him. Good. Okay, here's the route they're taking. Then let's hit the highway. Oh, that's doing it the hard way, Cory. What do you mean? They've got at least a three-hour lead on us. Yeah, but... We know the route they're taking and how much mileage Chandler plans to make each day. So after we put out a general police alert for them, let's pick out a plane stop somewhere on the route up ahead of them and... Some ladies are tired of listening to the radio. I'll be glad to turn it off. Oh, no, sir, we love it, don't we, Flo? Oh, yeah, sure. How's that baby doing? Oh, he's just fine, thank you. He's been sleeping for two hours now. And his second day of travel, too. Yes. He's really taking it in his stride, all right. When do we hit Nashville? Oh, to be there another hour, miss. Hungry? Little? Police are confident that they're not aware of the identity of his passengers. And they express... Well, it... It looks like I've gotten a little better acquainted with you young ladies. Flo, what are we going to do? We're going to California, of course. Yes, but... Mr. Chandler, pull off to the side and stop. What? What do you mean? We're leaving. You're here. Oh, no, you're not. I'm driving on into Nashville and turning you over... That's a gun-sicken in your back, miss. And I'll stop like I tell you. You understand? Very well. Now, get out. Flo, look. What? Well, who are you? A special agent for the FBI. The FBI? Right in your trip to California stops right here. For the hold-up of the grocery store and the shooting of the manager, Lawrence Bethel is now serving a long term in a penitentiary. State and federal officials convinced that there was no deliberate complicity on her part in either act released the mother of the child, Ruth Patterson. Lawrence Bethel was just one more of the hundreds of criminals being brought every day to inevitable justice. But still, the crime wave in America rises higher and higher. Your FBI and your local law enforcement agencies can only capture criminals. They cannot prevent them from coming into being. That is a problem for America's homes and schools and churches and other social groups to solve. That is a problem on whose solution rests the internal security and future of America. In just a moment, we'll tell you about next week's colorful story from the files of your FBI. Once again, friends, let me remind you that no matter how much you earn, you have a valuable asset in social security. And your equitable society representative will gladly show you how easy it is to build your social security into full security. He'll explain to you how social security and life insurance can work together for your complete protection and will help you determine exactly where you stand under social security. No obligation, of course. Phone him tomorrow. Your equitable society representative is listed in your local phone book under the name Equitable. E-Q-U-I-T-A-B-L-E. The Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States. Next week, we will bring you another colorful story from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Lady of Larsene. 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