The Untouchables (1959–1963): Season 1, Episode 24 - The Doreen Maney Story - full transcript
Doreen Maney and her boyfriend Sheik Humphries are responsible for a series of armored car robberies. In their most recent heist, several guards and one of the robbers are killed. With Sheik wounded, they head to Tennessee to hide out with Doreen's father and sister. The old man isn't to pleased to see them and their flight from justice - Doreen and Sheik have been dubbed the love birds - has been making front page news. Eliot Ness and the Untouchables are brought into the case and trace Doreen to Tennessee where they manage to arrest her. She has no intention of turning Sheik in but her younger sister Maybelle sets her sights on Sheik and when he reciprocates, Doreen decides to turn the tables on them.
Where are they gonna sleep?
Just relax, Doreen,
she'll take good care of you.
"Relax," he says.
I can't make you
too comfortable.
Sheik?
Sheik!
(glass shatters) I knew
you'd come for me!
I'm in here!
(theme music plays)
Tonight's episode...
Starring Robert
Stack as Eliot Ness.
Co-starring Christopher Dark.
And Connie Hines.
With Special Guest
Star... Anne Francis.
Narrated by Walter Winchell.
WALTER WINCHELL: On
the evening of June 8, 1933,
at the Yankee Stadium in
the Bronx, New York City,
Max Baer knocked
out Max Schmelling
in the tenth round of their
scheduled 15-round fight.
The gate: $240,000.
REFEREE: One, two, three, four...
One hour later an armored
truck left the stadium.
It was on its way
to the warehouse,
where the box office receipts
would be kept until morning
for deposit in the bank.
As the truck turned
onto Cromwell Avenue,
a female pedestrian
stepped off the curb.
(brakes screeching)
What was seemingly an
accident was really the first step
in a well-planned holdup.
A tear gas bomb dropped
into the rear of the truck
forced the guards
out of the vehicle.
(guards coughing)
Then, in complete silence, but
with well-rehearsed precision,
the transfer of the money began.
The four members of
the holdup gang were:
Doreen Maney... Len Carson...
and the leader of the
gang, Sheik Humphries.
Picked up for this particular
job was Jake Logan...
Trigger man.
Honey, they hurt you?
After we planned the whole thing
without any shootin',
now look at poor Sheik.
Logan stopped a few, too.
C'mon, Doreen, get
this stuff in here, will ya?
It's just that I'm so
upset about you.
It's okay.
It's okay, there's
enough moola here
to keep us happy
for a long time,
so it's okay.
C'mon, Logan, give us a hand.
I can't, Sheik... I can't.
Honey, now you sit back, too.
I'll do it.
We got plenty of time.
WINCHELL: Penn Station
was the next step in the plan.
Everything had been worked
out carefully to the last detail.
Stash the dough in a safe place,
lay low for awhile and
when the shouting died down,
pick up the loot
and have a ball.
ANNOUNCER: Train
now leaving for Albany,
Buffalo, Rochester,
Detroit, Cleveland,
Cincinnati, Toledo.
ANNOUNCER 2: Train Number Two...
"Vacationers Special"...
Southbound for Chattanooga,
Tallahassee and Miami, leaving
on track seven in five minutes.
Give me the key.
I don't have it.
I hid it.
What?
Well, it's all
right... It's safe.
What did you do a
dumb thing like that for?
Because we're
gonna be on the move.
We're not going back to
the room like we planned.
Why not?
You can't fool these
New York doctors.
You two had a hunting
accident way out in the country.
So, where we going?
My old man's farm in Tennessee.
That all right with you, Sheik?
I don't think I can
make it, Sheik.
I need a doctor.
When we get to
Jersey I'll jump out
and get some stuff
for it in a drug store.
I won't last that
long, I tell ya.
I'm bleedin' somethin' awful.
Don't think about it.
Think about all that money.
You gotta do somethin'
for me right now.
Okay.
(groaning)
Everybody's cut just went up.
From 25% to 33 1/3.
WINCHELL: In the past year
three other armored trucks,
one each in Baltimore,
Cleveland and Detroit,
had been similarly hijacked.
Since the crimes had
occurred in different states,
Eliot Ness and his
Untouchables had been called in.
The last was the
biggest haul yet.
The New York Police immediately
notified Eliot Ness in Chicago.
Ness and his men took the
next available plane to New York.
They set up shop in an
office in the Bronx County Jail.
They had been
working unsuccessfully
for the past ten months on
these armored truck robberies.
All Ness knew was
that a hoodlum believed
to be Sheik Humphries,
and an unidentified attractive
young woman were at the head
of the slick operation.
The tabloids had labeled Sheik
and the girl "The Lovebirds."
Not an eyewitness to be found.
What if there were?
We know Humphries,
and the girl...
blonde, about 23, pretty,
looks a little like Garbo.
These skid marks are
about the same as in the others.
Probably use the same trick.
Tear gas.
"The Lovebirds" have left
their calling card, as usual.
Yeah, plus a few murders.
The guard's gun
was fired four times.
And they found a trail of blood
to where the getaway
car was. (phone rings)
Must have winged one of 'em.
Keep checking the
medics for any reports.
Right. ROSSMAN:
It's for you, Eliot.
This is the first time
there's been any shooting.
They've broken their pattern.
That could be the break for us.
WINCHELL: Ness was right...
Logan, the man who had
been thrown out of the car,
had been picked up, still alive,
rushed to emergency
and was ready to talk.
Ness went immediately
to the hospital...
But when he got there,
Logan was in a state
of intermittent coma,
and Ness had to wait.
Two days later in a farm
house near Mitchell, Tennessee,
Doreen Maney's father
and sister were preparing
to have their noon meal.
Bless us, oh, Lord,
and these Thy gifts,
which we are about to receive
from Thy bounty... and
we thank Thee, Lord,
(car door opens) for
the richness of our lives...
Maybelle.
I ain't finished saying grace.
And for the fullness of
the fruits of our labors.
Amen.
(knocking on door)
See who it is.
Doreen.
Maybelle.
Hello, Papa.
Well... the prodigal returns.
It's been a long time, Papa.
It hasn't been
long enough for me.
This is my fiancé, Joe.
DOREEN: We came
here to get married.
And you want me to
give the bride away?
I can't think of
nothing I'd rather do.
We had a little accident.
DOREEN: Joe hurt his arm.
We want to rest
up for a few days
before the wedding.
Fine fellow you're
marrying, Doreen.
Picture's in the paper...
The whole country
wants him... for murder.
The paper here says
your name's Sheik...
so...
my own little Doreen is
the mysterious other half
of "The Lovebirds."
Well, you ain't never
been mysterious to me.
I knew you'd make it.
I knew you'd become
famous and rich.
Len.
That won't be necessary.
Will it, Papa?
That's... only the
first installment.
Well... the Good
Book says when the...
prodigal returns,
bring out the fatted calf.
What are you standing there for?
Take care of our guests.
Tain't every day that
my favorite daughter
honors me with a visit.
WINCHELL: Logan
lasted just long enough
to identify Doreen Maney
as the female member
of "The Lovebirds."
A routine check
located her hometown
as Mitchell, Tennessee,
and Ness, with his
first positive lead,
decided to pay a call
on Doreen's family.
(slow jazz playing)
♪ ♪
Maybelle... can I have
some more coffee?
Sure.
Thanks.
No need to watch out here.
It's so quiet at night
you can hear a
squirrel a mile away.
Yeah, I guess so.
What do you do
for fun around here?
Just what you see... nothin'.
A pretty girl like you...
must have some boyfriends, huh?
Papa wouldn't allow it.
Aww, come on now...
Not even Saturday night?
Not even.
How do you stand it, honey?
Oh, I... I keep busy.
A lot of work to do around here.
Read magazines...
listen to the radio.
Bet you like to dance, huh?
Yeah.
You like that song?
Uh-huh.
It does things to me.
I'll say it does.
You ever think of
leavin' this dump?
Where would I go?
Lots of places... New York.
I don't know anybody there.
You do now... me.
I could show you
a real good time.
Would you like that, huh?
Would you?
You like it, all right.
MR. MANEY: Maybelle.
You probably'd like to know
that the sheriff's
car just turned
in here off the highway.
♪ ♪
Sheriff.
Gentlemen.
Mr. Maney, this here's
Mr. Ness and Mr. Rossi.
They're from the government.
They want to ask you some
questions about your daughter.
My daughter?
Is she in trouble
with the government?
She's inside.
Right this way, gentlemen.
MR. MANEY: Maybelle.
I-It's not Maybelle they mean.
It's Doreen they want.
I only got one daughter.
Doreen left this
house six year ago.
Since then, I ain't
heard from her
and I don't want
to hear from her.
Any idea where she went?
Where she is now?
Far as I'm concerned,
she don't exist.
Mr. Ness, if thy right eye
offend thee, pluck it out.
Care for a drink, gentlemen?
Genuine Tennessee moonshine.
No, thanks.
Mind if I have one?
Maybelle.
You heard from
your sister, Maybelle?
(shattering)
Where is she? New York?
No.
I-I-I don't know.
Well, I'd appreciate it if
you'd let the sheriff know
if you hear from her.
You, too, Maybelle.
Sorry to have troubled you.
(door closing)
(car starting)
They're gone.
Well, how'd they know about me?
Logan?
Dead men don't talk.
Unless he isn't dead.
Anyway, we're going.
Why? They got no
reason to come back here.
I'm not taking any chances.
It was your idea to come
here in the first place, baby.
Where do we go now?
Back home.
New York.
We're just sitting ducks here.
We're not going
back to town, Sheriff.
Huh?
Back off the road.
What you got on
your mind, Mr. Ness?
That girl was
pretty nervous, Eliot.
Do you realize
Mr. Maney never asked us
what we wanted his daughter for?
Didn't we tell him it was in
connection with Sheik Humphries?
No, we didn't.
Then he must have known.
There's a strong possibility.
That's why we're
waiting right here.
Doreen, please take me along.
Not this time.
Why not?
She had no part in this.
I'll send for you.
I promise.
Lenny, hurry up.
All right.
Papa.
Part of that's to
lay off Maybelle.
♪ ♪
(tires screeching)
There's a car behind us.
Following?
I don't know.
Find out.
WINCHELL: With the discovery
that they were being tailed,
Doreen insisted
that the gang split up.
Doreen would decoy
Ness and the sheriff,
and allow Sheik
and Len to escape.
Sheik promised that if
Doreen was captured,
he would spring her
one way or another.
(tires screeching)
(loud bang)
(flames crackling)
Where are the others?
They fooled us.
They got away.
Looks like we're
losing her, too.
No, we're not.
She's going to help
us find them again.
Get an ambulance quick.
WINCHELL: During the next few
days in a small Tennessee hospital,
Eliot Ness saw to it that
his prize prisoner received
the best medical attention
and the best police protection.
His hope: that Doreen Maney
would somehow lead him
to Sheik and the stolen money.
After Ness got Doreen
safely to the hospital,
he quizzed her father and
sister and believed their story
that they had only harbored
the criminals at gunpoint.
According to the papers,
you were practically dead.
I got too much to live for.
They say you're
going to get the chair.
Ah, Sheik won't let 'em,
but you got to help me.
Sheik must think I'm
too sick to be moved.
You got to tell him to be ready.
Where will I call him?
You won't.
You'll go to New York.
Will you do it?
A chance to get
away from the old man.
Are you kidding?
Tell Sheik I think somewhere
between the airport
and the jail in New York
would be the best place.
(knocking)
The doctor says you
can leave tomorrow.
I'm in no hurry.
Well, the Prosecuting
Attorney of Bronx County is.
We're taking you back
by chartered plane.
That's pretty fancy.
Am I that dangerous?
We're not taking any chances.
Your boyfriend may
have some ideas.
Well, if he does, they
don't seem to include me.
He didn't even come to
visit me at the hospital.
Well, maybe he doesn't
know the visiting hours.
He doesn't care
what happens to me.
Didn't he make me get
caught so he could get away?
The way I got it
figured, it was your idea.
WINCHELL: Ness had
alerted Allison in New York.
His assignment:
to see that full security
measures would be taken
when Doreen was turned
back to the local authorities here.
Say, mister.
Buy you a cup of coffee?
Who's auspices?
A friend of mine.
He's got a girl and
they got separated.
He'd like to see her again.
Well, has he tried
Advice To The Lovelorn?
Well, the separation
wasn't their doing.
They're what you might
say real "Lovebirds."
You're on.
And now back to...
(upbeat jazz playing)
Two cups of coffee, please.
These "Lovebirds"... they're
very anxious to get together.
They got many reasons.
How many?
Oh, say... 5,000 reasons.
Well, uh... how
could I be of any help?
Well, you see, this girl is
planning to come to New York,
and my friend would like to
meet her when she arrives.
But he doesn't know when
she's coming and how, huh?
And since you're such
an understanding guy,
you could make it possible
for them to get together.
Well, I-I like to
help people in love.
But, uh, as far as I know,
the details of the lady's trip
haven't been planned yet.
Well, when you find
out, would you let
me know?
Well, I was hoping to
hear by this evening.
Where can I get you?
Well, if it's all the same
to you, I'll get you, huh?
My name is... Allison.
Doresett Hotel.
Yeah, I'll call you tonight.
Right.
WINCHELL: As soon as
Allison got back to the hotel,
he phoned Ness in Tennessee.
He told him about the meeting
he had in the restaurant.
Do you want me
to pick this guy up?
No... no, you're doing fine.
Take the money.
Make it seem as if you mean it.
But why, Eliot?
I got an idea.
Send Youngfellow and
Rossman down here right away.
I'll call you back later
and give you details.
Must be good news.
We're going to set a
beautiful trap for Sheik
to coax him out of hiding.
Sheriff, can you get
me some road maps?
Sure, Mr. Ness. Where to?
Between here and New York.
I've decided to bring
Doreen back by automobile.
WINCHELL: Allison was
contacted, as promised.
The place for the payoff
was set... Central Park.
The time: 9:45 p.m.
Allison was warned
not to pull any tricks.
He obliged, having no
desire but to cooperate.
Here it is... facts and figures.
Oh, oh, oh.
Aren't you forgetting something?
Yeah, I guess I was
a little carried away.
Oh... oh, I must've
forgotten to tell you,
the price went up.
How much? Double.
Mm-mmm, they're
not that much in love.
Six.
Nine.
$7,500, I figured you for that.
That's all I brought.
Okay.
(snaps fingers) The telegram.
You don't keep
this to hang me with.
You study it,
copy it if you like,
but the original stays with me.
WINCHELL: June 18,
the night before the trip.
Ness reviewed the
details with his men.
One car would lag behind,
and Allison would
keep one day ahead.
The trip would be
deliberately stretched out
to three days.
In other words, if he
doesn't strike on the road,
he'll try to surprise
us at any one
of the three
overnight stopovers.
Only we'll be in shooting range.
You'd better be.
This guy's an expert,
and we're not even
traveling in an armored car.
Yeah, the way I got it figured,
we need two more men.
Eh... how about Whitey and Hank?
They're doing nothing.
Nah. Too wise.
I need triggers.
This is no laydown.
You figure fireworks, huh?
In spades.
Ness ain't letting
go of her so easy.
Look, Sheik, I think
we ought to pass, huh?
What do we want to get
our heads blown off for?
What?
You mean I ought
to just sit back
and let them put Doreen away?
Yeah.
I'm surprised at you, Len.
She's my girl.
What's the matter, don't
you understand about love?
Yeah, I know all about it.
So I wanna know,
why are we gonna get our
heads blown off for nothing?
You just don't know how much
this girl means to me, do you?
Sheik, this is Len, remember?
Yeah. She means a lot to me.
Two suitcases worth.
Kick me.
Can we get back to business?
Now if we get separated,
we'll meet between
7:00 and 7:30 at stopover "A".
Grandview Auto Court,
Plainsville, West Virginia.
You occupy cabin
seven, we'll be in eight.
Right.
I like Sheik's jewelry better.
(engine revving)
You hungry?
Who me?
We could stop at a diner.
I didn't think
anybody in this crew
cared whether I
was hungry or not.
It's my duty to
bring the prisoner
back in good condition.
You know, you're not
a bad fellow for a cop.
One time I met a guy
who owned some horses.
I picked him up in a
bar, I was working there.
Poor sucker, he
wanted me to marry him.
Why didn't you?
He was too nice a guy.
He was the only nice guy I
ever met until Sheik came along.
Yeah, he's a fine fellow.
He treats me right.
That's all I care about.
More than my old man ever did.
A girl, 16, makes one mistake,
he throws her out just when
she needs him the most.
A woman can feel dead, and a
man can make her come alive again.
That's how it is
with me and Sheik.
Too bad he can't make
those guards come alive again.
(engine stops)
♪ ♪
Where are they gonna sleep?
Just relax, Doreen, she'll
take good care of you.
"Relax," he says.
Well, we can't make
you too comfortable.
Sheik.
(glass shatters) I knew
you'd come for me.
I'm in here.
They're your guys.
That's right.
Each time we stopped
today, were they around?
Within a stone's throw.
Just waiting to grab Sheik.
That's what they're
here for now, isn't it?
Easy, easy, take it easy.
Dirty, rotten heel.
Using me as bait.
You know he loves me.
And you're counting on his
love to lead him into the trap.
WINCHELL: All that night,
Doreen Maney kept waiting
for her sweetheart
to walk into the trap
that Ness was ready to spring.
The Untouchables also
waited, spelling each other,
grabbing only brief
snatches of sleep.
But nothing happened that night.
And the next
morning at 8:00 a.m.
they were on their way again.
Go on, get it off your chest.
Your smart trick didn't
work last night, did it?
You've really got a problem,
haven't you, Doreen?
What do you mean?
You don't want him
caught, on the other hand
suppose he doesn't
even bother to help you.
He needs me.
He can't do without me.
Fine, in that case
there's a good chance
he'll show up tonight in
Treemont, Pennsylvania.
We'll be ready for him.
Here's Treemont.
The next town is 30 miles away.
We hit 'em right
here in the middle.
They leave the
hotel about 8:00 a.m.
We'll be waiting right on
this nice deserted stretch.
(knocking)
I'm looking for Sheik Humphries.
What do you want? He ain't here.
Oh, I gotta see him.
SHEIK: Let her come in.
Well, the kid sister.
Come in, honey.
Now, Maybelle, how are you?
♪ ♪
Why can't she use
the other room tonight?
Supposing she does?
Well, I've noticed you
jammed in the
backseat with me...
looking at my legs.
What's the deal?
Deal?
Sheik.
Just let him escape.
(door opening)
I wonder if that louse has any
idea how much you love him.
I still think the
original plan is better.
Just keep the motor running.
(car horn honking)
Drive. Huh?
Drive, I tell you. Step on it.
Someone spot you?
No.
I don't get it.
Like you said, why get our
heads blown off for nothing?
Like you said... For
two suitcases worth.
I got a better way.
You have? How?
You'll see.
Is that why you
changed your plan?
Yeah.
But the boys... why'd
you send them in for?
I wouldn't want the
woman I love to think
I didn't at least
try to spring her.
(chuckles)
Yeah.
Especially with a kid
sister like that, huh?
These two are the only ones.
Get 'em out of here.
WINCHELL: 12:00 noon...
the last day of the trip.
Lunch at a diner, and
in a matter of hours
Ness would deliver Doreen
Maney to the District Attorney
of Bronx County for prosecution
for robbery and murder.
Two ham sandwiches,
two coffees, please.
You're feeling pretty sure
of yourself now, aren't you?
I thought we could enjoy our
last meal together better that way.
What are you doing
for dinner tonight?
I've got a date... with my wife.
Well, I guess I'll just
have to have dinner
with Sheik, then. I don't think
the Bronx County
Jail will allow it.
I wasn't thinking of that
particular restaurant.
You're going to be
eating in that restaurant
for a long, long time.
You haven't got me in jail yet.
We're still 100
miles from there.
You never give up, do you?
You still think the Sheik's
going to come riding in
on a white charger and
take you away from all this.
Could be.
Like last night?
Well, he must have found out
you had an army waiting for him.
That's why he didn't show.
He's too smart for your tricks.
Don't kid yourself, Doreen.
Last night was it.
There isn't any more.
Make it easy on yourself.
Tell me where I can find Sheik.
Just when I was
beginning to like you.
WINCHELL: On July 7, 1933,
Eliot Ness
deposited his prisoner
at the Bronx County Jail.
Even though he had
delivered Doreen Maney,
his job was far from done.
There was the matter of
Sheik and the stolen money.
His efforts had bore no fruit.
For two days,
the two trigger men were
being questioned separately.
Their stories were identical.
They didn't know
"Nothin' about nothin'."
Eliot Ness was
the first to admit
that his maneuver
had laid an egg.
A big one. Ostrich size.
I still don't understand
how Sheik could let them
walk into our trap so easily.
Well, if he could pull his
armored car job successfully,
we would have known better.
Then, why?
Unless he didn't really
want to spring Doreen.
Yeah, that's it.
That must be it.
You mean he sent them
in just for... for show?
Well, why would he do that?
When we know the answer to
that, we may get somewhere.
The Maney farm?
Yes. Got it. Thanks a lot.
Sheriff says the old
man is still down there,
but the sister's been
gone a few days,
and no one seems to know where.
It could mean anything.
Put out an alert on her. Right.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Quick results is my motto.
The Maney sister's upstairs.
Wants to see Doreen.
Is it okay?
Yeah.
WINCHELL: When
Maybelle showed up at the jail,
Ness could attach no
particular significance to it.
She had just left her hometown
to visit her big sister in jail.
Ness was back at
the beginning again...
No leads, no clues.
Just because it didn't
work in Treemont,
he could have tried
again on the road.
He didn't have time, honey.
Why, he was so
thrown by the trap,
he just barely got away hisself.
I guess I just figured him
to be smarter than he is.
Oh, you're wrong, Doreen.
He's still working at it.
He has a wonderful plan.
(laughs) Out of here?
Boy, he's going to
need a lot of dynamite.
Nothing like that.
He hasn't wasted a minute.
He's been talking
to a terrific lawyer.
A lawyer?
Well, now, what's
he going to do...
Reduce the charge
from four murders to two?
You don't understand, honey.
This is a special
kind of lawyer.
He has, uh... pull.
He-He knows how to reach
the right kind of people.
Like Ness?
Tell him to forget it.
Way higher.
But it-it's going to cost.
And then, when we
get you out on bail,
Sheik has it arranged
to scoot us to Mexico.
Bail?
I never thought of that.
Well, I'm beginning
to feel better already.
See? Didn't I tell you, honey?
Everything's just
going to work out fine.
You know, I knew Sheik
would take good care of me.
Guess he's taken
good care of you, too.
He's a marvelous guy.
I... I was almost dead.
He makes me feel alive.
Yeah, he understands women.
Yeah.
He buy you that dress?
Uh-huh.
Lots of other stuff, too.
Brocade slippers, chiffon robe.
Where's Sheik
putting you up, honey?
(laughs)
At the apartment.
Oh, I just love it there.
Just when does he plan
to get me out of here?
Oh, he-he told me to tell you
that it's going to cost plenty.
Uh, $25,000 for the lawyer.
In advance... um...
half as much for payoffs,
and $75,000 for bail.
Well, I knew he'd spare
no expense for me.
Yeah, but... but he don't
have enough, honey.
He needs to know
where the key is.
Where is it?
Matron?
I thought she
might be listening..
Can you just tell
me where the key is?
Tomorrow.
Thanks for coming, honey.
You come back and
see me tomorrow?
Of course.
What do you want?
I don't want to break any rules.
I thought her time was up.
Matter of fact, it is.
I'll see you tomorrow, honey.
Bye.
Matron?
What is it now, Doreen?
I want to see Mr. Ness.
I told you not
to leave that cell
until you found out
where the key is.
But what could I do,
honey? My time was up.
The matron came in.
Did Doreen buy it?
She thinks you're
madly in love with her.
I will be... tomorrow.
When she tells you
where the key is...
What'd you want to see me about?
I guess I just can't live
without you, Mr. Ness.
I've been giving you
a lot of thought, too.
And?
And I think you're foolish
to take the whole rap.
Well, maybe I
just won't take it.
Still think your boyfriend's
gonna get you out of here, huh?
By the way, Mr. Ness, how
much bail they set on me?
That's not going to get
you out of here, Doreen.
There's no bail on
a murder charge.
That's what I thought.
Get 'em to let me out of
here for 24 hours on my own...
Without being tailed.
I guarantee you Sheik Humphries
won't give you no more trouble.
Did the "Lovebirds"
have a little falling out?
Lovebirds?
Dirty double-crosser.
With my own sister.
I give you my word,
afterwards, I'll give myself up.
If you want to get even
with him, it's very simple.
Just cooperate with us.
Tell us where to find him.
I'm no stool pigeon.
If you cooperate,
the court will take that
into consideration. I don't
care what happens to me.
Look, Mr. Ness...
I'm the only one who can
lay my hands on that money.
Now you let me
out and it's all yours.
Almost $100,000.
I'm not letting you out
of here to commit murder.
Okay.
Forget it.
I'll find a way to get
out of here myself.
Good luck.
WINCHELL: That night about 1:00
a.m., Ness arranged to have Doreen
secretly moved from
the Bronx County Jail
to the Women's Detention Center
in Greenwich Village, Manhattan.
(slurred): Why don't you
watch where you're going?
(mumbling and muttering)
I'm a policeman. Let
me see your license.
Your license, mister, and
hurry up about it or I'll pull you in.
You gonna tell the judge
what a lousy driver you are?
POLICEMAN: Quit stalling, or I'll
book you for resisting an officer.
MAN: Don't talk to me like that.
I have influence in this town.
My wife works for...
OFFICER: Do you have
a license or don't you?
Penn Station. There's
20 in it for you. Hurry.
It worked.
I hope you know
what you're doing.
WINCHELL: Eliot Ness had taken a
gamble... the biggest gamble in his life.
If his plan failed, he'd have
a lot of answering to do,
but determined to crack this
case and knowing no other way,
he played the long shot.
MAN: Trains now
leaving for New York...
Philadelphia, Harrisburg...
Williamsport... Albany, Buffalo,
Niagara Falls, Newark,
and all points west.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Len's got the car outside.
Where we going?
I figured Mexico.
Great to see you, Doreen.
You still love me, Sheik?
Baby, there never was
anyone like you, you know that.
Gimme the key.
You'd better give me your gun.
What for?
To cover you.
Just in case.
121...
♪ ♪
(screams)
(groans)
You double-crossing floozie.
You led them right to me
just to save your own skin.
I wouldn't do a
thing like that, Sheik.
I wanted the pleasure
of killing you all to myself.
You got your money.
Maybe you can get out on bail.
WINCHELL: And so on June
25, 1933, due to the efforts
of Eliot Ness and
his Untouchables,
the "Lovebirds" finally
ended up in separate cages.
The Untouchables...
Just relax, Doreen,
she'll take good care of you.
"Relax," he says.
I can't make you
too comfortable.
Sheik?
Sheik!
(glass shatters) I knew
you'd come for me!
I'm in here!
(theme music plays)
Tonight's episode...
Starring Robert
Stack as Eliot Ness.
Co-starring Christopher Dark.
And Connie Hines.
With Special Guest
Star... Anne Francis.
Narrated by Walter Winchell.
WALTER WINCHELL: On
the evening of June 8, 1933,
at the Yankee Stadium in
the Bronx, New York City,
Max Baer knocked
out Max Schmelling
in the tenth round of their
scheduled 15-round fight.
The gate: $240,000.
REFEREE: One, two, three, four...
One hour later an armored
truck left the stadium.
It was on its way
to the warehouse,
where the box office receipts
would be kept until morning
for deposit in the bank.
As the truck turned
onto Cromwell Avenue,
a female pedestrian
stepped off the curb.
(brakes screeching)
What was seemingly an
accident was really the first step
in a well-planned holdup.
A tear gas bomb dropped
into the rear of the truck
forced the guards
out of the vehicle.
(guards coughing)
Then, in complete silence, but
with well-rehearsed precision,
the transfer of the money began.
The four members of
the holdup gang were:
Doreen Maney... Len Carson...
and the leader of the
gang, Sheik Humphries.
Picked up for this particular
job was Jake Logan...
Trigger man.
Honey, they hurt you?
After we planned the whole thing
without any shootin',
now look at poor Sheik.
Logan stopped a few, too.
C'mon, Doreen, get
this stuff in here, will ya?
It's just that I'm so
upset about you.
It's okay.
It's okay, there's
enough moola here
to keep us happy
for a long time,
so it's okay.
C'mon, Logan, give us a hand.
I can't, Sheik... I can't.
Honey, now you sit back, too.
I'll do it.
We got plenty of time.
WINCHELL: Penn Station
was the next step in the plan.
Everything had been worked
out carefully to the last detail.
Stash the dough in a safe place,
lay low for awhile and
when the shouting died down,
pick up the loot
and have a ball.
ANNOUNCER: Train
now leaving for Albany,
Buffalo, Rochester,
Detroit, Cleveland,
Cincinnati, Toledo.
ANNOUNCER 2: Train Number Two...
"Vacationers Special"...
Southbound for Chattanooga,
Tallahassee and Miami, leaving
on track seven in five minutes.
Give me the key.
I don't have it.
I hid it.
What?
Well, it's all
right... It's safe.
What did you do a
dumb thing like that for?
Because we're
gonna be on the move.
We're not going back to
the room like we planned.
Why not?
You can't fool these
New York doctors.
You two had a hunting
accident way out in the country.
So, where we going?
My old man's farm in Tennessee.
That all right with you, Sheik?
I don't think I can
make it, Sheik.
I need a doctor.
When we get to
Jersey I'll jump out
and get some stuff
for it in a drug store.
I won't last that
long, I tell ya.
I'm bleedin' somethin' awful.
Don't think about it.
Think about all that money.
You gotta do somethin'
for me right now.
Okay.
(groaning)
Everybody's cut just went up.
From 25% to 33 1/3.
WINCHELL: In the past year
three other armored trucks,
one each in Baltimore,
Cleveland and Detroit,
had been similarly hijacked.
Since the crimes had
occurred in different states,
Eliot Ness and his
Untouchables had been called in.
The last was the
biggest haul yet.
The New York Police immediately
notified Eliot Ness in Chicago.
Ness and his men took the
next available plane to New York.
They set up shop in an
office in the Bronx County Jail.
They had been
working unsuccessfully
for the past ten months on
these armored truck robberies.
All Ness knew was
that a hoodlum believed
to be Sheik Humphries,
and an unidentified attractive
young woman were at the head
of the slick operation.
The tabloids had labeled Sheik
and the girl "The Lovebirds."
Not an eyewitness to be found.
What if there were?
We know Humphries,
and the girl...
blonde, about 23, pretty,
looks a little like Garbo.
These skid marks are
about the same as in the others.
Probably use the same trick.
Tear gas.
"The Lovebirds" have left
their calling card, as usual.
Yeah, plus a few murders.
The guard's gun
was fired four times.
And they found a trail of blood
to where the getaway
car was. (phone rings)
Must have winged one of 'em.
Keep checking the
medics for any reports.
Right. ROSSMAN:
It's for you, Eliot.
This is the first time
there's been any shooting.
They've broken their pattern.
That could be the break for us.
WINCHELL: Ness was right...
Logan, the man who had
been thrown out of the car,
had been picked up, still alive,
rushed to emergency
and was ready to talk.
Ness went immediately
to the hospital...
But when he got there,
Logan was in a state
of intermittent coma,
and Ness had to wait.
Two days later in a farm
house near Mitchell, Tennessee,
Doreen Maney's father
and sister were preparing
to have their noon meal.
Bless us, oh, Lord,
and these Thy gifts,
which we are about to receive
from Thy bounty... and
we thank Thee, Lord,
(car door opens) for
the richness of our lives...
Maybelle.
I ain't finished saying grace.
And for the fullness of
the fruits of our labors.
Amen.
(knocking on door)
See who it is.
Doreen.
Maybelle.
Hello, Papa.
Well... the prodigal returns.
It's been a long time, Papa.
It hasn't been
long enough for me.
This is my fiancé, Joe.
DOREEN: We came
here to get married.
And you want me to
give the bride away?
I can't think of
nothing I'd rather do.
We had a little accident.
DOREEN: Joe hurt his arm.
We want to rest
up for a few days
before the wedding.
Fine fellow you're
marrying, Doreen.
Picture's in the paper...
The whole country
wants him... for murder.
The paper here says
your name's Sheik...
so...
my own little Doreen is
the mysterious other half
of "The Lovebirds."
Well, you ain't never
been mysterious to me.
I knew you'd make it.
I knew you'd become
famous and rich.
Len.
That won't be necessary.
Will it, Papa?
That's... only the
first installment.
Well... the Good
Book says when the...
prodigal returns,
bring out the fatted calf.
What are you standing there for?
Take care of our guests.
Tain't every day that
my favorite daughter
honors me with a visit.
WINCHELL: Logan
lasted just long enough
to identify Doreen Maney
as the female member
of "The Lovebirds."
A routine check
located her hometown
as Mitchell, Tennessee,
and Ness, with his
first positive lead,
decided to pay a call
on Doreen's family.
(slow jazz playing)
♪ ♪
Maybelle... can I have
some more coffee?
Sure.
Thanks.
No need to watch out here.
It's so quiet at night
you can hear a
squirrel a mile away.
Yeah, I guess so.
What do you do
for fun around here?
Just what you see... nothin'.
A pretty girl like you...
must have some boyfriends, huh?
Papa wouldn't allow it.
Aww, come on now...
Not even Saturday night?
Not even.
How do you stand it, honey?
Oh, I... I keep busy.
A lot of work to do around here.
Read magazines...
listen to the radio.
Bet you like to dance, huh?
Yeah.
You like that song?
Uh-huh.
It does things to me.
I'll say it does.
You ever think of
leavin' this dump?
Where would I go?
Lots of places... New York.
I don't know anybody there.
You do now... me.
I could show you
a real good time.
Would you like that, huh?
Would you?
You like it, all right.
MR. MANEY: Maybelle.
You probably'd like to know
that the sheriff's
car just turned
in here off the highway.
♪ ♪
Sheriff.
Gentlemen.
Mr. Maney, this here's
Mr. Ness and Mr. Rossi.
They're from the government.
They want to ask you some
questions about your daughter.
My daughter?
Is she in trouble
with the government?
She's inside.
Right this way, gentlemen.
MR. MANEY: Maybelle.
I-It's not Maybelle they mean.
It's Doreen they want.
I only got one daughter.
Doreen left this
house six year ago.
Since then, I ain't
heard from her
and I don't want
to hear from her.
Any idea where she went?
Where she is now?
Far as I'm concerned,
she don't exist.
Mr. Ness, if thy right eye
offend thee, pluck it out.
Care for a drink, gentlemen?
Genuine Tennessee moonshine.
No, thanks.
Mind if I have one?
Maybelle.
You heard from
your sister, Maybelle?
(shattering)
Where is she? New York?
No.
I-I-I don't know.
Well, I'd appreciate it if
you'd let the sheriff know
if you hear from her.
You, too, Maybelle.
Sorry to have troubled you.
(door closing)
(car starting)
They're gone.
Well, how'd they know about me?
Logan?
Dead men don't talk.
Unless he isn't dead.
Anyway, we're going.
Why? They got no
reason to come back here.
I'm not taking any chances.
It was your idea to come
here in the first place, baby.
Where do we go now?
Back home.
New York.
We're just sitting ducks here.
We're not going
back to town, Sheriff.
Huh?
Back off the road.
What you got on
your mind, Mr. Ness?
That girl was
pretty nervous, Eliot.
Do you realize
Mr. Maney never asked us
what we wanted his daughter for?
Didn't we tell him it was in
connection with Sheik Humphries?
No, we didn't.
Then he must have known.
There's a strong possibility.
That's why we're
waiting right here.
Doreen, please take me along.
Not this time.
Why not?
She had no part in this.
I'll send for you.
I promise.
Lenny, hurry up.
All right.
Papa.
Part of that's to
lay off Maybelle.
♪ ♪
(tires screeching)
There's a car behind us.
Following?
I don't know.
Find out.
WINCHELL: With the discovery
that they were being tailed,
Doreen insisted
that the gang split up.
Doreen would decoy
Ness and the sheriff,
and allow Sheik
and Len to escape.
Sheik promised that if
Doreen was captured,
he would spring her
one way or another.
(tires screeching)
(loud bang)
(flames crackling)
Where are the others?
They fooled us.
They got away.
Looks like we're
losing her, too.
No, we're not.
She's going to help
us find them again.
Get an ambulance quick.
WINCHELL: During the next few
days in a small Tennessee hospital,
Eliot Ness saw to it that
his prize prisoner received
the best medical attention
and the best police protection.
His hope: that Doreen Maney
would somehow lead him
to Sheik and the stolen money.
After Ness got Doreen
safely to the hospital,
he quizzed her father and
sister and believed their story
that they had only harbored
the criminals at gunpoint.
According to the papers,
you were practically dead.
I got too much to live for.
They say you're
going to get the chair.
Ah, Sheik won't let 'em,
but you got to help me.
Sheik must think I'm
too sick to be moved.
You got to tell him to be ready.
Where will I call him?
You won't.
You'll go to New York.
Will you do it?
A chance to get
away from the old man.
Are you kidding?
Tell Sheik I think somewhere
between the airport
and the jail in New York
would be the best place.
(knocking)
The doctor says you
can leave tomorrow.
I'm in no hurry.
Well, the Prosecuting
Attorney of Bronx County is.
We're taking you back
by chartered plane.
That's pretty fancy.
Am I that dangerous?
We're not taking any chances.
Your boyfriend may
have some ideas.
Well, if he does, they
don't seem to include me.
He didn't even come to
visit me at the hospital.
Well, maybe he doesn't
know the visiting hours.
He doesn't care
what happens to me.
Didn't he make me get
caught so he could get away?
The way I got it
figured, it was your idea.
WINCHELL: Ness had
alerted Allison in New York.
His assignment:
to see that full security
measures would be taken
when Doreen was turned
back to the local authorities here.
Say, mister.
Buy you a cup of coffee?
Who's auspices?
A friend of mine.
He's got a girl and
they got separated.
He'd like to see her again.
Well, has he tried
Advice To The Lovelorn?
Well, the separation
wasn't their doing.
They're what you might
say real "Lovebirds."
You're on.
And now back to...
(upbeat jazz playing)
Two cups of coffee, please.
These "Lovebirds"... they're
very anxious to get together.
They got many reasons.
How many?
Oh, say... 5,000 reasons.
Well, uh... how
could I be of any help?
Well, you see, this girl is
planning to come to New York,
and my friend would like to
meet her when she arrives.
But he doesn't know when
she's coming and how, huh?
And since you're such
an understanding guy,
you could make it possible
for them to get together.
Well, I-I like to
help people in love.
But, uh, as far as I know,
the details of the lady's trip
haven't been planned yet.
Well, when you find
out, would you let
me know?
Well, I was hoping to
hear by this evening.
Where can I get you?
Well, if it's all the same
to you, I'll get you, huh?
My name is... Allison.
Doresett Hotel.
Yeah, I'll call you tonight.
Right.
WINCHELL: As soon as
Allison got back to the hotel,
he phoned Ness in Tennessee.
He told him about the meeting
he had in the restaurant.
Do you want me
to pick this guy up?
No... no, you're doing fine.
Take the money.
Make it seem as if you mean it.
But why, Eliot?
I got an idea.
Send Youngfellow and
Rossman down here right away.
I'll call you back later
and give you details.
Must be good news.
We're going to set a
beautiful trap for Sheik
to coax him out of hiding.
Sheriff, can you get
me some road maps?
Sure, Mr. Ness. Where to?
Between here and New York.
I've decided to bring
Doreen back by automobile.
WINCHELL: Allison was
contacted, as promised.
The place for the payoff
was set... Central Park.
The time: 9:45 p.m.
Allison was warned
not to pull any tricks.
He obliged, having no
desire but to cooperate.
Here it is... facts and figures.
Oh, oh, oh.
Aren't you forgetting something?
Yeah, I guess I was
a little carried away.
Oh... oh, I must've
forgotten to tell you,
the price went up.
How much? Double.
Mm-mmm, they're
not that much in love.
Six.
Nine.
$7,500, I figured you for that.
That's all I brought.
Okay.
(snaps fingers) The telegram.
You don't keep
this to hang me with.
You study it,
copy it if you like,
but the original stays with me.
WINCHELL: June 18,
the night before the trip.
Ness reviewed the
details with his men.
One car would lag behind,
and Allison would
keep one day ahead.
The trip would be
deliberately stretched out
to three days.
In other words, if he
doesn't strike on the road,
he'll try to surprise
us at any one
of the three
overnight stopovers.
Only we'll be in shooting range.
You'd better be.
This guy's an expert,
and we're not even
traveling in an armored car.
Yeah, the way I got it figured,
we need two more men.
Eh... how about Whitey and Hank?
They're doing nothing.
Nah. Too wise.
I need triggers.
This is no laydown.
You figure fireworks, huh?
In spades.
Ness ain't letting
go of her so easy.
Look, Sheik, I think
we ought to pass, huh?
What do we want to get
our heads blown off for?
What?
You mean I ought
to just sit back
and let them put Doreen away?
Yeah.
I'm surprised at you, Len.
She's my girl.
What's the matter, don't
you understand about love?
Yeah, I know all about it.
So I wanna know,
why are we gonna get our
heads blown off for nothing?
You just don't know how much
this girl means to me, do you?
Sheik, this is Len, remember?
Yeah. She means a lot to me.
Two suitcases worth.
Kick me.
Can we get back to business?
Now if we get separated,
we'll meet between
7:00 and 7:30 at stopover "A".
Grandview Auto Court,
Plainsville, West Virginia.
You occupy cabin
seven, we'll be in eight.
Right.
I like Sheik's jewelry better.
(engine revving)
You hungry?
Who me?
We could stop at a diner.
I didn't think
anybody in this crew
cared whether I
was hungry or not.
It's my duty to
bring the prisoner
back in good condition.
You know, you're not
a bad fellow for a cop.
One time I met a guy
who owned some horses.
I picked him up in a
bar, I was working there.
Poor sucker, he
wanted me to marry him.
Why didn't you?
He was too nice a guy.
He was the only nice guy I
ever met until Sheik came along.
Yeah, he's a fine fellow.
He treats me right.
That's all I care about.
More than my old man ever did.
A girl, 16, makes one mistake,
he throws her out just when
she needs him the most.
A woman can feel dead, and a
man can make her come alive again.
That's how it is
with me and Sheik.
Too bad he can't make
those guards come alive again.
(engine stops)
♪ ♪
Where are they gonna sleep?
Just relax, Doreen, she'll
take good care of you.
"Relax," he says.
Well, we can't make
you too comfortable.
Sheik.
(glass shatters) I knew
you'd come for me.
I'm in here.
They're your guys.
That's right.
Each time we stopped
today, were they around?
Within a stone's throw.
Just waiting to grab Sheik.
That's what they're
here for now, isn't it?
Easy, easy, take it easy.
Dirty, rotten heel.
Using me as bait.
You know he loves me.
And you're counting on his
love to lead him into the trap.
WINCHELL: All that night,
Doreen Maney kept waiting
for her sweetheart
to walk into the trap
that Ness was ready to spring.
The Untouchables also
waited, spelling each other,
grabbing only brief
snatches of sleep.
But nothing happened that night.
And the next
morning at 8:00 a.m.
they were on their way again.
Go on, get it off your chest.
Your smart trick didn't
work last night, did it?
You've really got a problem,
haven't you, Doreen?
What do you mean?
You don't want him
caught, on the other hand
suppose he doesn't
even bother to help you.
He needs me.
He can't do without me.
Fine, in that case
there's a good chance
he'll show up tonight in
Treemont, Pennsylvania.
We'll be ready for him.
Here's Treemont.
The next town is 30 miles away.
We hit 'em right
here in the middle.
They leave the
hotel about 8:00 a.m.
We'll be waiting right on
this nice deserted stretch.
(knocking)
I'm looking for Sheik Humphries.
What do you want? He ain't here.
Oh, I gotta see him.
SHEIK: Let her come in.
Well, the kid sister.
Come in, honey.
Now, Maybelle, how are you?
♪ ♪
Why can't she use
the other room tonight?
Supposing she does?
Well, I've noticed you
jammed in the
backseat with me...
looking at my legs.
What's the deal?
Deal?
Sheik.
Just let him escape.
(door opening)
I wonder if that louse has any
idea how much you love him.
I still think the
original plan is better.
Just keep the motor running.
(car horn honking)
Drive. Huh?
Drive, I tell you. Step on it.
Someone spot you?
No.
I don't get it.
Like you said, why get our
heads blown off for nothing?
Like you said... For
two suitcases worth.
I got a better way.
You have? How?
You'll see.
Is that why you
changed your plan?
Yeah.
But the boys... why'd
you send them in for?
I wouldn't want the
woman I love to think
I didn't at least
try to spring her.
(chuckles)
Yeah.
Especially with a kid
sister like that, huh?
These two are the only ones.
Get 'em out of here.
WINCHELL: 12:00 noon...
the last day of the trip.
Lunch at a diner, and
in a matter of hours
Ness would deliver Doreen
Maney to the District Attorney
of Bronx County for prosecution
for robbery and murder.
Two ham sandwiches,
two coffees, please.
You're feeling pretty sure
of yourself now, aren't you?
I thought we could enjoy our
last meal together better that way.
What are you doing
for dinner tonight?
I've got a date... with my wife.
Well, I guess I'll just
have to have dinner
with Sheik, then. I don't think
the Bronx County
Jail will allow it.
I wasn't thinking of that
particular restaurant.
You're going to be
eating in that restaurant
for a long, long time.
You haven't got me in jail yet.
We're still 100
miles from there.
You never give up, do you?
You still think the Sheik's
going to come riding in
on a white charger and
take you away from all this.
Could be.
Like last night?
Well, he must have found out
you had an army waiting for him.
That's why he didn't show.
He's too smart for your tricks.
Don't kid yourself, Doreen.
Last night was it.
There isn't any more.
Make it easy on yourself.
Tell me where I can find Sheik.
Just when I was
beginning to like you.
WINCHELL: On July 7, 1933,
Eliot Ness
deposited his prisoner
at the Bronx County Jail.
Even though he had
delivered Doreen Maney,
his job was far from done.
There was the matter of
Sheik and the stolen money.
His efforts had bore no fruit.
For two days,
the two trigger men were
being questioned separately.
Their stories were identical.
They didn't know
"Nothin' about nothin'."
Eliot Ness was
the first to admit
that his maneuver
had laid an egg.
A big one. Ostrich size.
I still don't understand
how Sheik could let them
walk into our trap so easily.
Well, if he could pull his
armored car job successfully,
we would have known better.
Then, why?
Unless he didn't really
want to spring Doreen.
Yeah, that's it.
That must be it.
You mean he sent them
in just for... for show?
Well, why would he do that?
When we know the answer to
that, we may get somewhere.
The Maney farm?
Yes. Got it. Thanks a lot.
Sheriff says the old
man is still down there,
but the sister's been
gone a few days,
and no one seems to know where.
It could mean anything.
Put out an alert on her. Right.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Quick results is my motto.
The Maney sister's upstairs.
Wants to see Doreen.
Is it okay?
Yeah.
WINCHELL: When
Maybelle showed up at the jail,
Ness could attach no
particular significance to it.
She had just left her hometown
to visit her big sister in jail.
Ness was back at
the beginning again...
No leads, no clues.
Just because it didn't
work in Treemont,
he could have tried
again on the road.
He didn't have time, honey.
Why, he was so
thrown by the trap,
he just barely got away hisself.
I guess I just figured him
to be smarter than he is.
Oh, you're wrong, Doreen.
He's still working at it.
He has a wonderful plan.
(laughs) Out of here?
Boy, he's going to
need a lot of dynamite.
Nothing like that.
He hasn't wasted a minute.
He's been talking
to a terrific lawyer.
A lawyer?
Well, now, what's
he going to do...
Reduce the charge
from four murders to two?
You don't understand, honey.
This is a special
kind of lawyer.
He has, uh... pull.
He-He knows how to reach
the right kind of people.
Like Ness?
Tell him to forget it.
Way higher.
But it-it's going to cost.
And then, when we
get you out on bail,
Sheik has it arranged
to scoot us to Mexico.
Bail?
I never thought of that.
Well, I'm beginning
to feel better already.
See? Didn't I tell you, honey?
Everything's just
going to work out fine.
You know, I knew Sheik
would take good care of me.
Guess he's taken
good care of you, too.
He's a marvelous guy.
I... I was almost dead.
He makes me feel alive.
Yeah, he understands women.
Yeah.
He buy you that dress?
Uh-huh.
Lots of other stuff, too.
Brocade slippers, chiffon robe.
Where's Sheik
putting you up, honey?
(laughs)
At the apartment.
Oh, I just love it there.
Just when does he plan
to get me out of here?
Oh, he-he told me to tell you
that it's going to cost plenty.
Uh, $25,000 for the lawyer.
In advance... um...
half as much for payoffs,
and $75,000 for bail.
Well, I knew he'd spare
no expense for me.
Yeah, but... but he don't
have enough, honey.
He needs to know
where the key is.
Where is it?
Matron?
I thought she
might be listening..
Can you just tell
me where the key is?
Tomorrow.
Thanks for coming, honey.
You come back and
see me tomorrow?
Of course.
What do you want?
I don't want to break any rules.
I thought her time was up.
Matter of fact, it is.
I'll see you tomorrow, honey.
Bye.
Matron?
What is it now, Doreen?
I want to see Mr. Ness.
I told you not
to leave that cell
until you found out
where the key is.
But what could I do,
honey? My time was up.
The matron came in.
Did Doreen buy it?
She thinks you're
madly in love with her.
I will be... tomorrow.
When she tells you
where the key is...
What'd you want to see me about?
I guess I just can't live
without you, Mr. Ness.
I've been giving you
a lot of thought, too.
And?
And I think you're foolish
to take the whole rap.
Well, maybe I
just won't take it.
Still think your boyfriend's
gonna get you out of here, huh?
By the way, Mr. Ness, how
much bail they set on me?
That's not going to get
you out of here, Doreen.
There's no bail on
a murder charge.
That's what I thought.
Get 'em to let me out of
here for 24 hours on my own...
Without being tailed.
I guarantee you Sheik Humphries
won't give you no more trouble.
Did the "Lovebirds"
have a little falling out?
Lovebirds?
Dirty double-crosser.
With my own sister.
I give you my word,
afterwards, I'll give myself up.
If you want to get even
with him, it's very simple.
Just cooperate with us.
Tell us where to find him.
I'm no stool pigeon.
If you cooperate,
the court will take that
into consideration. I don't
care what happens to me.
Look, Mr. Ness...
I'm the only one who can
lay my hands on that money.
Now you let me
out and it's all yours.
Almost $100,000.
I'm not letting you out
of here to commit murder.
Okay.
Forget it.
I'll find a way to get
out of here myself.
Good luck.
WINCHELL: That night about 1:00
a.m., Ness arranged to have Doreen
secretly moved from
the Bronx County Jail
to the Women's Detention Center
in Greenwich Village, Manhattan.
(slurred): Why don't you
watch where you're going?
(mumbling and muttering)
I'm a policeman. Let
me see your license.
Your license, mister, and
hurry up about it or I'll pull you in.
You gonna tell the judge
what a lousy driver you are?
POLICEMAN: Quit stalling, or I'll
book you for resisting an officer.
MAN: Don't talk to me like that.
I have influence in this town.
My wife works for...
OFFICER: Do you have
a license or don't you?
Penn Station. There's
20 in it for you. Hurry.
It worked.
I hope you know
what you're doing.
WINCHELL: Eliot Ness had taken a
gamble... the biggest gamble in his life.
If his plan failed, he'd have
a lot of answering to do,
but determined to crack this
case and knowing no other way,
he played the long shot.
MAN: Trains now
leaving for New York...
Philadelphia, Harrisburg...
Williamsport... Albany, Buffalo,
Niagara Falls, Newark,
and all points west.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Len's got the car outside.
Where we going?
I figured Mexico.
Great to see you, Doreen.
You still love me, Sheik?
Baby, there never was
anyone like you, you know that.
Gimme the key.
You'd better give me your gun.
What for?
To cover you.
Just in case.
121...
♪ ♪
(screams)
(groans)
You double-crossing floozie.
You led them right to me
just to save your own skin.
I wouldn't do a
thing like that, Sheik.
I wanted the pleasure
of killing you all to myself.
You got your money.
Maybe you can get out on bail.
WINCHELL: And so on June
25, 1933, due to the efforts
of Eliot Ness and
his Untouchables,
the "Lovebirds" finally
ended up in separate cages.
The Untouchables...