 The Equitable Life Assurance Society presents This Is Your FBI This Is Your FBI The official broadcast from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation presented as a public service by the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States and the Equitable Society's representative in your community fathers and mothers of America, attention please Upon the training you give your children today depends the future of America Our system of free enterprise, personal liberty and democracy cannot exist without educated and enlightened citizens In about 14 minutes our sponsor, the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States will have some helpful suggestions for parents If you wish to equip your children to take advantage of all the opportunities the future offers don't miss this important message Tonight's FBI file, Murder on the Range Since the time of Eve there have been nagging wives who drove their mates to commit crimes for the gratification of their own selfish desires A few of these crimes have made history The rest, like that in tonight's case from the files of your FBI have seldom caused more than a ripple on the day-to-day flow of news But they're important, for each contributes its unit of force to the wave of crime constantly beating against the underpilings of law and order on which society rests In a roadside lunchroom located on the seldom used Montana Highway Betty Adams, wife of the proprietor, is just handing a check to her loan customer Here you are, it comes to 40 cents Here's half a budget, Mrs. Adams, keep the change Thanks Good night, ma'am Night Think maybe we should close up? I think we never should have opened Oh, now Betty, please don't start nagging I, nagging, I mean business What are you talking about? I'm fed up with this place, fed right up to here Betty I mean it You take me back, Easter, I'm going by myself But we can't leave here now Why not? All we've got in the world is tied up in this place Then sell it Sell it? Yeah You could hardly give it away since the new road bypassed Then let's walk out on it Are you kidding? You'll find out if I'm kidding, if you don't Wait a minute Jack, I've already closed I said wait a minute Well? You seem to have forgotten the main reason why we came out here I know, I know You've done a stretch and you wanted to start all over again on the square No way that flag again You could have started all over back east Then why'd you come out here with me? Because I fell for that picture-folder talk of yours And from now on when I get the bite to see a little scenery I'll stick a quarter in the trans-lux and get ten minutes worth of travel off Betty, you've got it Yes, sir Hello, Jack Huh? Marty That's right Where'd you come from? Just passing by thought I'd drop in Is this the bride, kid? Yeah Betty, I want you to meet a guy I used to know back east This is Marty Williams All right How do you do? Marty How'd you know I was here? I forget, he gave me the office I'm glad I remembered it though What do you mean? Well, I pulled a little job in Seattle to get myself a steak and was heading back east I got in a game overnight this afternoon and lost my role There was an argument and I had to wing a guy You mean you shot him? That's right, sweetheart That's why I headed here I gotta go under for a few days till they stop beating the brush for me Marty Maybe you haven't heard What? I'm square now Is that a turn down, kid? No Huh? If you're in trouble, Mr. Williams, you can stay here as long as you like Look, Betty I said he stays When'd you get up, Mr. Williams? About an hour ago Can I fix you something? Some eggs, maybe? I already had them Came in here and cooked my own Where's Jack? He'll be down in a minute Tell me something, will you? What? Is Jack really leveling with that honest John pitch? Yeah Suck it I've been trying to tell him that This trap looks like it's starving to death It is Then why don't you get off this kick, step out and steal a few Talk to him about it, will you? I think I will Got any ideas? Yeah I took a walk around outside a while ago I saw what might be a real good touch Save it for Jack, here he comes now Oh, good morning, Jack Good morning, Marty What got you up so early? The sunshine, fresh air I've been up for a walk already Seems to be a pretty big ranch around here Yeah, it's the T-Bar Rage They only got a couple of hundred thousand acres Where do they sell that cattle? They drive them to the loading pens in Canyon City About ten miles from here Shipping to Omaha Suppose a man wanted to sell only four or five Head at a time Still have to ship them to Omaha? No, he could get rid of them in town How much? Good beef steers are bringing twenty, twenty-five bucks a hundred How much is that? Around eight hundred to a thousand pounds a piece off the range Somewhere around two hundred bucks a piece, huh? Thinking of going into the cattle business? How many could you get in that truck of yours? Oh, four or five head, I guess Hey, wait a minute What are you getting at? A thousand bucks a load and five or six loads That would net us about three grand a piece, Jack I said, what are you getting at? I need cash so I can move out of here That ought to be a good way to get it Buddy, what do you think? Sounds swell I'm not getting mixed up in any cattle wrestling Remember what I said last night, Jack Now listen, Betty, I... If the audience come up with an idea It'll give us a stake to get out of here But take it or leave it, Jack But if you leave it, I'm leaving you Some twenty-five or thirty miles away On the Butte Montana office of the FBI Agent in charge, Kearney Is standing over the teletype machine As it finishes tapping off a message From Washington headquarters Frankin? Yes, sir Frankin, remember the bullet that sheriff Over in Idaho sent us the other day? And when they dug out of the fella wounded In that scrap at the jukebox place? Oh, yeah, sure Washington checked it against the Unidentified ammunition file and found a mate Fired from a gun known to be owned by Marty Williams, ex-Mobster in the east How did he get way out in Idaho? A description of Williams' checks with a description The sheriff got of the man who did the shooting Oh, I see According to Washington, Williams was last seen Or on Seattle Then he must have been headed back east Yeah And since he's bound to be out of Idaho By now, that makes him a fugitive And, oh, man But he's probably out in Montana by now, too Unless he decided to go under for a while Well, that's pretty hard to do in strange country Yes, I know Anyway, we can tell the sheriff Who he was after And then start the ball rolling on Williams' ourselves I'm in here, Marty Oh, look, when did Jack leave for Kenton City? Hours ago I wonder what's keeping that guy I don't know You know something? Huh? I don't care Oh, that's how it is, huh? Uh-huh He don't know that, though, does he? He should But he don't Otherwise, you never could have conned the guy Into this cattle swindle Guess you're right Well, that's too bad Jack's a nice guy Sure If you like nice guys You don't? Uh-uh What do you like? Heels Like me? Yeah, I like you You don't have to sound so unhappy Well, you'd be unhappy, too, if you made a career of it Going for heels? Yeah Come here I said, come here Well? Look, sweetheart I feel the same way about... Hi, buddy Hi Oh, hi I'm sorry I took so long What happened? Four trips, and the guy don't ask any questions This time, he wants to know something What? He wants to know why a big outfit like T-Bar-H Is selling stuff local And only four or five headed a crack What did you tell him? I was lucky I remembered something I heard one of the T-Bar-H hands say In here one night About how the old man was letting him run A few head of his own on the side With the T-Bar-H brand on him? I don't know You tell the guy in town the steers are yours And you run them on the side And all the time they got the T-Bar-H brand on him? Okay, but I had... What big brains you got? You boys better go out of business fast He swallowed what I told him That's what you think Okay, I'll prove it How? Well, we were getting our last load tonight anyway So I'll drive them in and sell them just like the rest How's that, Marty? Come on We'll be docked by the time we get over the range Okay, that's it That's four And room for one more I guess so This part of the job is a cinch What do you mean? All the western movies I ever saw I had a bunch of cowboys sitting around the fire Singing and playing the guitar With a couple more out riding around the herd They don't ride herd except in the spring For Brandon And the fall for Rounden And the rest of the time All these steaks run loose like this Begging to be picked off? Well, every few days One of the hands rides out to check the herd Scattered over the range Must have timed things just right Between checks We've been lucky, Marty Let's get number five and get out of here Okay Swing that lantern over here How about toots there with a white face? Okay, let's... Wait a minute What's the matter? Listen I just swore and I heard a hoarse whinny Yeah? I did win up by ourselves out here Give me that lantern Let's stouse the light Hold on there, you fellow Give me that lantern Never mind putting out that lantern Whoa, whoa, boy, easy, easy Just stand where you are Where? You ain't just helping yourselves Don't I know you? What? I'm sure of you Jack Adams, the fella that runs that eating Join over at the old... That's enough for me No, no, Marty, wait Hey, look here I wouldn't make no more trouble if I were... Locked her back into the truck, Jack We're getting out of here Look, well, why don't you tell me what happened? We ain't got time for that Yeah, but I got it I'll say shot a guy and we got our lamb out of here Jack Yeah? Get moving, will you? I'm not leaving here, Marty Huh? I said I'm not leaving Don't be a fool, Jack It's too late for that I was a fool when I let you nag me into stealing My cattle in the first place So you're gonna stay here and let them come and get you? I'm not gonna wait for that I'm gonna give myself up You don't expect me to stay here, do you? No, no You can beat it right now with my share of the dough You worked hard enough for it Okay, Jack, if you want to play noble and seek the rap I'm not that noble, Marty What do you mean? This was your job, too But nobody knows it was me I know it was you What? And I'm not taking the rap for both of us So you might as well let Betty have your car and stick around with me I said nobody knows it was me and nobody's gonna know it, Jack Why not? 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Well, uh... Hey, give me a hand. Help me off. Sure, but what's wrong? I caught two fellas. Dry Creek Canyon steel and cows. What? One of them threw lead at me for a good room. Come on, I'll help you at the old man's house. Hey, Jim, Jim, it's Hank. He's hurt. Take care of his horse, will you? Come on, easy now. See, who was that? One of them runs that eating joint up on the old road. Jack Adams? Yeah, never seen the other before. What do you look like? Didn't get a good look at him, why? Well, all the outfits around got a warning from them FBI men in butte today to keep an eye peeled for a man that done a little shooting crossing Idaho a few days ago. Maybe taint the same one, but as soon as we get the slug out of here, I'm going to call the FBI like they said and get them over here. Got your stuff packed, baby? Yeah, all set. Let's get started. Okay, you get into my car and head on for butte. Wait a minute. Huh? What's the idea? There's a truck outside with nearly a grand worth of moocows in it, sweetheart. Marty, you're not going to try to... Don't worry. News of what happens tonight won't get around before tomorrow. Yeah, but suppose... Houses drive on into Canyon City with them tonight, sell them first thing in the morning, head for butte, ditch the truck, pick you up and we're gone. Where'll I wait for you? Register at the Black Hotel. Use the name of Madison. Mrs. John Madison. Okay. Now, get started. Be careful, Marty. Get started. I certainly wouldn't think Adams would still be sticking around the road stand, Connie. Probably not, Ryan, but we might pick up a lead there as to where they've gone. You think the other fellow could be the man Williams were after? Didn't get enough description of him from the cowboy to tell for sure, but if this Jack Adams is the one I'm thinking about, then I'm pretty sure Marty Williams is the one who did this shooting. Oh, how do you get that? From Williams' record, I got from Washington he and a Jack Adams were mixed up in a gang back east and they served a term to get him. Oh. Anyway, the slug from the cowboy's chest will tell us for sure when we get it in the lab. But in the meantime... As I know, times are wasting and there's a lot of evidence. There's a road stand now. Go ahead, Reagan. Thanks. Lights are out. Just the same. Be careful. Come on. You try the door. It's open. Okay. Give me your flashlight. Right. Thanks. This is far enough. What? Look. On the floor there. I think that's the body of Jack Adams. Yeah. Let me have a look. Is it the same Jack Adams you were talking about? Yes. I'd say that description checks. Well, then that means that... Marty Williams. Well, where's Adams' wife? Williams can probably answer that, too. Boys of the ranch seem to think she was pretty fickle. What did you find? Papers. Adams' pocket here. Not like cattle receipts. Five of them. Well, then they must have been working before tonight. Looks like they've already sold about 25 head. Where? Kenyon City. Well, that's about 10 miles from here. Ah. And Williams must have taken the load they got tonight to Kenyon City. Let's go. We got trouble. What? The guy at the stockpin gave me a funny looking one off somewhere so I dumped the cows and beat it for here. Think you went for the cops? I wasn't taking any chances. Anybody could tell you're not a ranch hand. You shouldn't have gone in the first place. I told you. Just get that now. Let's get going. Tonight? The sooner the safer, baby. What'd you do with the truck? I left it there. Come on. Get your stuff and let's roll. Yes, sir, the man you're talking about drove in here at the stockpin several hours ago. Where is he now? Well, he looked suspicious to me so I slipped off to get a deputy. When I came back with him, the fellow had gone. How's it all? A no, sir. They're right over there in his truck. A rankin'? Yes, sir. Look that truck over, will ya? Right. Look, this man that drove the truck, was there a woman with him? A no, sir. Now, where's the deputy now? He let out for Butte. Before? Well, he found out that this fellow who came here with the cows hired a car. He thought so? Oh, yes. Miss Connie. As rankin'? I found this rodent out in the truck. Oh, God, let me see him. It's marked. Yeah. Yeah, let's get back to Butte. But first we'll call ahead and charter a plane. Well, baby, there's the lights of Sioux City firing up the sky just ahead. I want to know how to act back in civilization again, Marty. Pretty soon? Good ol' Chicago. Then? Then we'll take this stake we got back in Montana and run it up into plenty of living for both of us. If Montana don't catch up with us. Forget it, sweetheart. Forget it. Marty, look. What? Those red lights strung across the road ahead. You better slow down. Yeah, I guess they're fixin' the rod. Somebody wavin' a flashlight. Maybe it's an accident. Hey, what's cookin', pal? I say what? Hey, what's the idea of flashin' unlike my face? Welcome to Sioux City, Williams. What? And you, too, Mrs. Adams. Who are you? What is this? We're special agents of the FBI from Butte, Montana. How'd you know we'd be here? You left a blueprint for us. Huh? That map we found in your truck, it had your route all marked out. Marty, you left a map so they could follow us? I forgot it. Why, you stupid fool! I suggest that you save your arguments for the courtroom when you tried for murder. Marty Williams was sentenced to be executed for the murder of Jack Adams. Mrs. Adams, implicated in both the murder and the cattle rustling by Williams' testimony at his trial, is now serving a long prison term. The fate of these two petty criminals was, on the whole, unimportant. But it points out what your FBI has constantly attempted to prove to every citizen who might be tempted to make that first fateful step toward a career of crime. 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