The Invaders (1967–1968): Season 2, Episode 20 - The Organization - full transcript

David Vincent? Yes.

Mike Calvin. Hi.

You made good time.

Well, Scoville let
me use his plane.

Is this the ship that
saw the collision?

That's it.

What do you think?

You read my article
in the Chronicle?

Yeah. "Meteorite collides
with weather satellite."

Well, that's the
air force opinion.

I did it from their angle.



What do you think?

I don't know.

Reports of flying saucers
in that area, UFOs...

A meteor could have
clobbered that satellite

but... I don't know.

Well, let's have a look.

Think you were followed?

Well, if there's evidence
of alien spacecraft aboard,

they'll be after it, too.

You from the Chronicle?

Yeah. Your captain said
we might look at the stuff.

Do a follow-up story.

Help yourself...
Number three hold.

Couple of large crates.



Say...

Did you see the collision?

I'm not even sure
it was a collision.

All I know is something
started raining junk.

What kind of junk?

Oh, pieces of
metal, tubing, wire.

That all?

That's all.

Look, I'm going
ashore for a beer.

Nobody'll bother you.

What about the crew?

I checked. Most
of them are ashore.

Hold it.

All right, let's go.

Mike?

See anything?

Nothing but sacks and barrels.

What time did the ship dock?

10:00 this morning.

Well, that's over
five hours ago.

They could have beaten us to it.

David, if the aliens
took it, I was right...

That wreckage was
important to them.

Looking for something?

Don't reach anywhere but up.

Get their guns.

Run, Mike!

Hold it!

Starring Roy Thinnes as
architect David Vincent.

The invaders...

alien beings from
a dying planet.

Their destination... the Earth.

Their purpose... to
make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them.

For him, it began one lost night

on a lonely country road

looking for a shortcut
that he never found.

It began with a
closed, deserted diner

and a man too long without sleep

to continue his journey.

It began with the landing of
a craft from another galaxy.

Now David Vincent knows
that the invaders are here,

that they have taken human form.

Somehow, he must
convince a disbelieving world

that the nightmare
has already begun.

The guest stars
in tonight's story:

J.D. Cannon.

Chris Robinson.

Larry Gates.

Kent Smith.

Roy Poole.

A search for evidence
of an alien spacecraft

has led David Vincent into
the hands of a ruthless enemy,

unaware that the
freighter he searched

carried not one
alien cargo, but two.

It wasn't there.

We did look.

It just wasn't there.

That's right, number three hold.

We sure did... two of them.

No, one of them got away.

Vincent. David Vincent.

Yes, sir.

He's on his way.

All right, Vincent.

Let's start all over again.

Who told you about the shipment?

How'd you know where to find it?

And where's your partner?

He got away.

We'll find him.

You'll tell us where.

What happened?

We blew it. The
wreckage wasn't there.

But they were? Right.

How far'd you tail them?

From the docks to the river,
about a mile east of here.

And that's where you lost them?

Yeah. All right.

You start right here
and work your way back.

I'll head west as
far as Pinewood.

That's four miles.

I'll take the guards with me.

We'll split up to cover it.

There's a phone in my car.

If you find David, call me.

I will if I can.

Well, Mr. Vincent, you've
had a difficult time of it.

I'm sorry.

But you did bring
it on yourself.

Wait outside.

You know, Mr. Vincent,

I left a very spectacular
cocktail party

just to come here and meet you.

My name's Kalter...
Peter Kalter.

What are you
going to do with me?

What happens to you
is entirely your decision.

Now... where do
we find your partner?

He, uh... has something
that belongs to us.

All he got away
with was his life.

You know, your
loyalty is almost poetic.

When you consider
the consequences of it.

The consequences
are mine, right?

I've nothing to say.

This was your
first job, wasn't it?

If you were experienced,

you'd never hijack something
you can't possibly handle.

Why not?

Because it takes an
organization like ours

to get that much stuff
cut and distributed.

I didn't know anything
about your shipment

when I went
aboard that freighter.

I'm not a naive
man, Mr. Vincent.

I'm no hijacker.

Then what were you
doing in that cargo hold?

Looking for something
else. For what?

Pieces of metal...
electrical parts.

Look, there were
several crates in that hold.

Maybe yours was taken
with the one I wanted.

You're lying.

They took your drugs by mistake.

They?

Who, Mr. Vincent?

Who are they?

A group.

A group? What kind of group?

Who are they?
Where do I find them?

You can't.

You know who I am?

Not even your
organization can reach them.

We have a very
long arm, Mr. Vincent.

Now, who are they?

He's stalling.

All right, I'll tell you.

Your life...

depends on whether I
believe what you tell me.

Invaders from space!

A man faced with dying

should be able to offer
a more plausible story

in his defense.

A man faced with
dying doesn't lie.

That can be your epitaph.

Mike.

Sorry, David.

You gave me a chance,

but I had to come back for you.

I found him prowling
around with this.

Yeah. He's the one who got away.

You still expect me
to believe your story

about creatures from space?

Look around outside.

David, who are these people?

Hoods.

I don't like that
word, Mr. Vincent.

Now, where's our shipment?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I'm talking about life
and death... yours.

Now, where is it?

He's telling the truth.
He doesn't know.

Well, it's getting late,

and I want to get back
to my cocktail party.

I don't think there's any
reason to keep them alive.

Circle the town again.

If we strike out this time,

we'll head back
toward the river.

That one first, Perry.

He doesn't know anything.

You mean he hasn't
admitted anything.

Your last chance.

Where's our shipment?

You're next, friend.

Where is it?

Be ready.

All right, let him up.

Bring him inside, let him go.

If you were stupid enough
to take our shipment,

you wouldn't be stupid
enough to die for it.

Let them go.

Scoville?

Edgar Scoville?

An unexpected pleasure.

David, Mike, you all right?

Yeah.

What is this? Are
they friends of yours?

They are.

I didn't know that.

That change anything?

Of course it would. I
know Edgar Scoville.

Even if he wishes
he didn't know me.

This, uh... story
of Vincent's...

do you believe that?

We're working together.

Why don't you tell
me what this is about?

Maybe I can give you a hand.

No, thanks.

Hold it, Scoville.

Who do you think

you're talking to?

I could've hurt
these friends of yours

if I were what you think I am.

You are.

Just how could you help us?

If I believed you?

I don't know. A lot of ways.

I have a big organization.

Some connections.

Not interested.

David. Mike.

You're not thinking of tying up

with guys like that, Mr. Kalter?

Of course not.

They're crazy.

Of course.

They'd have to be.

What did they want with you?

They were bringing in narcotics.

They thought we
took their shipment.

I'm amazed he didn't kill you.

Peter Kalter's the worst
kind of gangster there is.

For a while, I thought
he was going to kill me.

What do you imagine he could
do for us if he were on our side?

Kill a lot of people.

Some of the aliens, some of us

if he felt like it.

But he's not on our side.

We've got all we could do
fighting one war at a time.

You basing that on
newspaper accounts?

Fellow named Harold Beale...

He used to supply nuts and bolts

to a few plants in the
Northeast, including mine...

Wanted to testify against him.

Kalter had bombed his factory

because he couldn't
get 50 percent for free.

They're still dragging the
Hudson River for Harold Beale.

I met him myself last year.

A member put him up for
the Uptown Athletic Club.

I blackballed him.

The member thought
I wasn't being fair.

Brought him around so we
could see what a prince he was.

Everybody else
was for taking him in.

I blackballed him again...

One's all it takes...

And then resigned from
the Uptown Athletic Club.

Peter Kalter doesn't like me
and I don't like Peter Kalter.

And I don't like what
you're thinking, David.

Come round to my office

first thing in the morning.

I want to show you a
letter Harold's wife sent me

when he couldn't deliver
some parts on time...

because somebody
broke both his arms.

We have obligations, Pete,

to the suppliers,
the wholesalers,

the distributors
and to the users.

It isn't right to promise
and not deliver.

No, I... know it
isn't, Mr. Weller.

How soon can you
recover the shipment?

I don't know.

To be honest with you,

I've reached a sort of dead end.

We're, uh... We're
talking about, uh...

ten, 11, 12 million dollars.

I think you should
make another try.

Yes, sir. Of course.

David Vincent and
his associates...

Could they help you?

I don't think they're any
closer to it than we are.

Well, they do have some
story about who has it.

Mr. Weller, Vincent's in
with some tough people.

A reporter, a man named
Scoville who's a millionaire...

They're, uh... hard
to push around.

Are they?

Really?

I have a bad feeling.

I don't like
Vincent or Scoville.

I'm not sure we can trust them.

Maybe other solutions
will present themselves.

I think you can handle them.

I'll try.

Good.

Thank you, Pete.

Call David Vincent for me.

Ask if I can see him.

She sounds like a fine woman.

She is, and her
husband was a fine man.

Well, I agree with you, Edgar.

Kalter deserves everything
you said about him.

But... what?

He has an organization.

Hundreds of
connections all over town

who can help us find
what we're looking for.

Now, what's our
first responsibility

to fight people like
Kalter or aliens?

Aliens... but that doesn't
mean we have to use Kalter.

We know the aliens
have his narcotics,

and he has the manpower
to get them back.

And maybe the crates
containing the saucer fragments.

I think we should give it a try.

No.

He can help us
get the crates back

and maybe uncover
some good evidence.

No!

Look, Edgar, if it
doesn't work out,

we can forget it ever happened.
But it will have happened.

He'll get his narcotics back

and you'll know too much.

They'll never let you out.

No.

We all know the morality of it.

When is it all right
to fight fire with fire?

But what really worries me is,

you'll get into this thing

and you'll see
something you shouldn't

and you could wind
up like Harold Beale

in the bottom of
the Hudson River.

I know that... but I still think
we should give him a chance.

You didn't return my call.

How did you get in here?

I've been calling
you since last night.

Your apartment; here.

No calls came in here.

I, uh...

overheard you say
we might work together.

What about it?

If we do, what do we go after...

aliens or narcotics?

Well, one hand washes
the other, Mr. Vincent.

No deal.

We're going after aliens.

We find narcotics,
they go in the river.

Let's go.

I don't know, Mr. Scoville.

I told them I'd listen
to them, but that's all.

You bet I will.

Yes, sir.

All right, what do
you want, David?

A story in your paper.

Saying what?

A crate containing wreckage

from that collision between
the weather satellite

and the meteorite

is being moved from Pier 56
to Comden Air Base tomorrow.

A trap story.

They figure they missed
one, they'll come after it.

That's it.

Sorry, I can't do it.

Edgar was right...

You lie down with dogs,
you get up with fleas.

It's starting already.

You want me to put a
phony story in the paper...

And next we're going to ask you

to trip a blind widow
crossing the street in traffic.

Look, you want them
as much as we do.

You know, scruples are marvelous

but, uh, this once,
do yourself a favor...

Forget them.

That's not the way, Kalter.

Mike... how about it?

Just one favor.

All right, the morning edition.

Well, where are your
aliens, Mr. Vincent?

Maybe they didn't see
the story in the paper.

Or maybe they saw
it and didn't believe it.

Or maybe I just
talked myself into it

because I wanted to believe.

Well, I think we've
wasted enough time.

Let's go back.

Not yet.

We're almost to the air base.

Turn around.

We're being followed.

Pull over. I don't
want any trouble.

What's the speed
limit through here?

Sixty-five.

I'm doing 50.

Pull over... I said I
don't want any trouble.

You hear a siren
or see red lights?

I don't think he's a cop.

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

This tank is going to blow.

Now, why did you do it, Vincent?

I wanted you alive.

Now we're such good friends?

So you can tell your
people what you know.

Well, you saved my life.

Now we're quits.

Now, who do you think
really took the shipment?

I told you what
happened this morning.

But you didn't see
any of those things

that Vincent told you about?

They hit the truck.

That ought to prove something.

We're just asking what, Pete.

What did the
motorcycle cop look like?

He looked like a cop.

Look, I know this sounds wild.

Pete, this Vincent's
running you in circles.

Maybe he's trying to
make a deal for our stuff

for someone outside the country.

Bring him in.

Mr. Vincent, we don't want
any harm to come to you,

or to anyone else
for that matter.

We'll forget that you know
something of our operation.

Now, what is this all about?

Tell us the truth.

I told you everything I can.

Oh, be reasonable.

Bloodless people
with no heart or pulse...

It's too much.

We're waiting.

We're wasting our time.

Good day, Mr. Vincent.

If I walk out of here,
how far do I get, Kalter?

Kalter's out of it now.

Yes.

Oh, hello, Mr. Scoville.

No, I'm sorry, he's not here.

And you'll have to remember

that when Dom called
several times yesterday,

you said he wasn't there either.

Dom...

Yes, Mr. Kalter?

How many times did you
call Mr. Scoville yesterday?

Six... seven.

You're a liar.

You didn't call at all. Why not?

What is this foolishness, Peter?

How do you know he didn't call?

Scoville told me.

You'll take his word
over one of your own?

Maybe he has a reason
for not having called.

Maybe he wanted
to keep us apart.

What reason? I called.

You're a liar. Why?

Kalter, feel his pulse.

See if he has one.

Dom...

Mr. Kalter, you're not
going to listen to this guy.

You've had your
pulse taken before.

Hold out your hand.

As I said, no blood,
no pulse or heartbeat.

When they die they incinerate.

Are there many of them?

Enough.

Now, will you work with us?

We'll have to dig them out.

And find our shipment.

Pete...

Give Mr. Vincent
whatever he needs.

He's here.

There's your man, Vincent.

Name's Amos Foster.

Look, I've got an office
down at the city hall.

Why do you drag me way out here?

This is private.

You're with the
building permits bureau?

Industrial.

I need a list of factories
and warehouses

that have been given permits
to use high-voltage lines...

The maximum the city allows.

Recent?

The last three or four months.

There aren't too many of those.

I could have it for
you by tomorrow.

I need it today.

Look...!

By noon.

Can we depend on him?

Yeah, he's on our payroll

for as much as
the city pays him.

You can depend on him.

Well, when he brings the list,
I want every place checked.

Do you have enough men?

Yeah, we've got enough men.

Look for places
that are abandoned

or seem to be out of business.

If you see any
activity, call me.

Vincent's war isn't ours.

All we want is
our shipment back.

And we have to be
careful not to get involved.

Foster came through
with a list of three places...

Two warehouses
and a private museum.

Vincent wants to
get on it right away.

All right. You know
what to look for.

If you find the
shipment, bring it to me

and, uh... thank
Mr. Vincent for us.

Yes, sir.

No, wait a minute.

Look, I couldn't care
less about Vincent,

but these aren't
hoodlums we're fighting.

You saw what happened with Dom.

If Vincent's right,
we're going to need him.

It's not our fight.

Let's look out for
number one, eh, Pete?

Just like you said.

Our guy heard a humming
sound that shook the place.

No power lines leading to it.

No power lines?

No.

Let's look around.

Maybe the next one, huh?

If there's anybody
inside, take them alive.

But you can't deal with them.

They want a meeting.

We'll meet with them.

How can it hurt?

You know what they are.

Vincent's told you.

Pete, we don't
care what they are.

All we want is to get
the shipment back.

I wasn't thinking of... of us.

He told you how they
work, what they want.

Relax, Peter.

If they take over the world,

they'll have to
take it over from us.

Good afternoon.

My name is Weller.

This is Mr. Court
and Mr. Kalter.

I call myself Dorcas.

Can I offer you
gentlemen a drink?

Thank you, that
isn't why we came.

We would like you to
leave our installations alone.

No.

We know why you're
applying this pressure.

Then, you know
how you can stop it.

Return the shipment to you?

You have it, then?

Yes, but not with us.

Well, deliver it to us
and we'll work this out.

That's one condition.

We also want David Vincent.

No deal.

There is no deal
without Vincent.

We'll destroy the shipment.

And we'll destroy every
other installation of yours

we can lay our hands on.

That will only keep
us out of the city

for a little while...

and you won't get
your drugs back.

Pete... he's making sense.

You know what
they'll do to Vincent.

No need to be upset, Mr. Kalter.

We'll take Vincent
dead or alive.

If you like, you can kill him.

Of course, we would need proof.

Dorcas... you have
yourself a deal.

Pete... take care
of it, will you?

Mike... Edgar.

Good to see you, David.

Everything all right?

Just fine.

I've heard about your successes.

Congratulations.

Kalter has a very
efficient organization.

Yes, he has.

As a matter of fact, he's
knocking over everything in sight.

I just heard from
Mike what's next.

You.

Kalter's put out
a contract on you.

Who told you?

I know a hundred hoods.
The small ones talk.

David, you better
leave the city at once.

I'll arrange a place
for you to hide out.

He's right.

Do it.

Why would he want to kill
me before he got his shipment?

I smell a deal.

He wouldn't make a deal.

You can't be sure.

David, you've got
to protect yourself.

I hear you're trying to kill me.

You're asking me to
deny a rumor, Vincent.

I never do that.

Now, you either
trust us or you don't.

I don't care what Calvin said.

No, there's nothing to it.

Why should we?

You made a deal with the
aliens, me for the shipment.

Look, I'll even go
with you tonight.

There's a club over
on Yale Street...

The Red Lion.

Meet me there in an hour.

Fine.

He denied it, of course.

He's going with me.

I know... I could be
walking into a trap.

Think he'll show up, Pete?

Yes.

You were very convincing.

Very.

Is something
bothering you, Pete?

Like what?

You told me to set
him up; I set him up.

What more do you want?

At the meeting today,
you almost blew the deal.

I said I'd go through
with it and I will.

And we appreciate it.

Ah, Vincent. Sit down.

We're going to
need help tonight.

Where are the rest?

They'll be enough.

I said, sit down.

What'll you a drink?

Nothing.

I'll have another.

What are we celebrating?

You name it.

We have work to do, you know?

Ah, yes.

We'll get it done.

You own this place?

We own a lot of places.

A lot of people, too.

That's what makes
the system run.

It seems to me, it runs on fear.

Most things do.

I was watching you
with Court and Weller.

I'm glad you
understand that, Vincent.

Everyone's afraid.

We all have to
do certain things,

whether we... want to or not.

The only way to avoid
unpleasant things is...

to get out.

In my business,
there's only one way out.

Do you blame me for
wanting to stay alive?

You don't have
to apologize for it.

I wasn't apologizing, Vincent.

I just want you to know
that I do what I have to do...

in order to stay alive.

That's right... I have
a gun in my hand.

So you did sell out.

Why not?

What you're doing,
that's not my fight.

Scoville said so;
my people said so...

"Butt out, Kalter. Look
out for number one."

Who'd you set me up for...
The organization or the aliens?

Get up, Vincent.

Walk to the door.

Don't try to run.

Please.

Ring the bell.

Here's our part of the deal.

Do your own killing.

Very well.

There's our part.

Take Vincent.

Hold it!

Open the crate.

It's all there, Mr. Kalter.

Kalter... You had
better call it off.

I'm afraid he can't.

What is this?

We've been observing

how your organization
works, Mr. Kalter.

Isn't this how you
protect yourself

at a meeting of this kind?

Well?

It's the stuff.

This does not
concern you, Mr. Kalter.

Put them away.

Let's go.

Go on, Kalter.

You don't owe me anything.

Go on!

It's not your fight, remember?!

Hit them!

Look out!

Well, you didn't get
what you were looking for.

Neither did you.

Maybe.

He didn't recover their drugs.

That's all they cared about.

Well, if it wasn't for that,

it would have been
for something else.

If not now, later.

I don't know.

He had it all...
Everything he wanted.

He didn't have to take any risks

except this one...
To save David's life.

All in all...

I don't think he did too badly.

Two hours after his
decision to save David's life,

Peter Kalter left the
organization for good.

He had joined the fight
against another organization--

A fight which David
Vincent will continue.