08x09 - The Wizard

[bunniefuu]

You ask too many questions.

Well, if I wanna know who to contact

I gotta ask questions.

You ain't contacting no one!

- Hello. - It's 4:30.

It's all settled.

You're positive he'll go along with it?

- I said yes. - I knew you could do it, baby.

- Well? - Smile, Norman. It's all set.

You're about to become a very rich man.

- Gerald Vasgom? - Yeah.

FBI. We'd like to talk to you.

[male narrator] "The FBI."

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Efrem Zimbalist Jr.

Also starring, Philip Abott..

...William Reynolds.

With guest stars, Ross Martin..

...Marj Dusay..

...Norman Alden..

Peggy McCay.

Tonight's episode, The Wizard.

Mr. Barrows, wanna add it up?

Thirty seven thousand, four hundred and nineteen dollars

and sixty three cents.

We'll see. One day, you're gonna be wrong.

Be my guest. We have calculators for those who need them.

- Uh, George? - Yes, sir.

Everything, um, up-to-date?

Yes, sir. Why?

Bank examiners will be here tomorrow.

I don't know why they always have to pick my club day.

Did last time too.

You're right again, Mr. Barrows.

Uh, yes, of course.

Uh, just make sure everything is neat when you leave.

Take an extra few minutes, see if the chairs are straight

covers on the machines, you know.

Yes, alright, Mr. Ridley.

[chuckles] I guess I don't have to tell you.

[female #1] 'Ready, Mr. Barrows.'

- 'Mr. Barrows?' - Hmm.

- Ready. - Oh, yes, of course.

Here we are.

Thank you.

'Thank you.'

Here it is. I'm sorry to be so long.

It's alright, miss.

Like they say, the last is always best.

You always were my favorite guard, Tom.

- It's locked up, Tom. - Yes.

Thank you, Tom.

[sighs]

Oh, uh, Miss Miller?

Yes, sir.

Uh, we're, uh, expecting some

very important, uh, people tomorrow.

'I'd appreciate it if you, uh, would wear something'

'just a bit more conservative.'

- Why, sure, Mr. Barrow. - 'Thank you.'

You just spoiled my day, Mr. Barrows.

What do you mean?

I've got nothing to look forward to tomorrow.

Oh.

[laughs]

Yes. Yes.

Hey, I'm glad you're early.

These days get longer all the time.

There we are.

Don't you ever go home, Mr. Barrows?

Soon as I'm finished, Tom.

[Tom] 'Quitting time?'

Uh, yes.

Let me give you a hand with that thing.

You know, that's what I like about you, Mr. Barrows.

You're always prepared for a rainy day.

- Yes, thanks. - Come on, I'll let you out.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, uh, Tom, would you be good enough, please

to just stay one minute or so and cover those machines for me?

Sure, I'd be glad to, Mr. Barrows.

Thank you very much.

- There we are. - Thank you.

How much are you taking home?

That's what my wife always says to me.

Bring any samples home today?

That's very funny.

- Goodnight, Mr. Barrows. - Goodnight, Tom.

[male narrator] On June 5, operations officers of the Minneapolis Trust Bank

discovered that $24,000 was missing from the bank's vault.

An audit by bank examiners

underway since early that morning

also revealed that an even larger sum was missing.

Efforts to reach George Stanton Barrows

head cashier of the bank

disclosed that he had not been seen

since the close of business the previous day.

The FBI was notified

and immediately began a bank embezzlement investigation.

- Inspector. - Oh, morning, Allen.

It looks as though the, uh, total loss

may run as high as six figures.

They're still checking it.

Morris Ridley, he's the manager here

said that 24,000 of it is in cash

'all taken from this cash locker.'

You still haven't been able to reach the head cashier?

No. I'd say George Stanton Barrows

has made himself our prime suspect so far.

What about his wife?

Well, according to the manager, she called him last night

worried about where he was.

She said she hadn't seen her husband

since he left for work yesterday morning.

How did it happen?

Uh, normal security makes a cash theft

of that size almost impossible.

Well, I've talked to the custodian.

He said the timeclock and alarm system

isn't set until the vault door is closed

and this time lock dial turned.

He can't actually remember seeing Barrows turn that dial.

I see.

The other losses, they're all on the books?

Yeah, the bank examiners are still going over it now.

I'd like to speak to the manager.

Oh, yes, sir.

Mr. Ridley. Inspector Erskine.

- Special Agent Colby. - Mr. Ridley.

It's incredible, inspector, absolutely incredible.

I understand you discovered the loss yourself.

Yes. When I arrived, the examiners were already working.

George wasn't here yet. Very unlike him.

- Had you known him long? - Fourteen years.

An absolute genius with figures.

He could've gone to the top.

I thought this job was supposed to be in St. Louis.

It is, but, uh

I don't like to recruit in the same city where I work.

It's too risky.

You said you knew Kansas City.

I figured we do the hiring here.

- That makes sense. - Of course, it does.

So how do you make out?

Well, I got some good men lined up, I think.

You think?

Well, you sprung this on me early, George.

We weren't supposed to go till the end of the month.

'Didn't you get my letter? I wrote you from Las Vegas.'

No. I had to move the schedule up suddenly.

Well, the important thing is that we get started right away.

Let me tell you something. This is a big job.

Scares a lot of people off.

When I tell them how big, they get the scrammies.

They wanna know who's in charge.

I can't give them a name they got any respect for.

What is that supposed to mean?

Well, let's face it, George. You're a civilian.

Yeah. Does that bother you?

No, it doesn't bother me.

Look, if I wasn't sold

I wouldn't be within a thousand miles of you.

'I like you, George. I like your brain.'

I like the way it ticks.

But I'm looking for guys who don't know from brains.

All they wanna know is what's the batting average.

Oh, I see.

Well..

'...I can't say I really blame them, you know.'

'Listen, Norm, uh..'

You think you might be able to get, uh..

...get a meeting set up and have them come here

say, by, well, tomorrow maybe?

I think I can put the lid on by tonight.

Cash in advance is pretty convincing.

[laughs] Yes.

Isn't it though?

Alright?

Alright.

I'll tell you what, Norm.

Why don't you, uh, try to set that up for tonight, huh?

[telephone rings]

Hello.

[woman on phone] 'Ready on your call to St. Louis.'

Oh, yes, thanks.

Hello, Linda?

George? I shouldn't even talk to you.

Didn't you get my message?

Hmm. Do you send all your girls messages

and gold cigarette cases?

[laughs] 'Do you like it?'

Beautiful.

But are you sure it wasn't your guilty conscience that sent it?

Oh, I'm surprised at you.

You can't even tell the difference

between a guilty conscience and a lonely heart.

[chuckles] Oh, and I bet you've just been lost

in Las Vegas without me, right?

'I haven't even been back to Las Vegas since I saw you.'

- Cross your heart. - 'Hope to die.'

Don't do that.

George, when am I gonna see you?

Well, now I'm gonna have to tell you the truth

about that cigarette case.

'It's a bribe.'

I'm gonna be in St. Louis day after tomorrow.

Uh, I want you to have dinner with me.

But you don't have to bribe me for that.

Well, I am a little suspicious of you, George.

Well, sounds like you're building me up for a line

like, uh, we've got to stop meeting this way.

Well, it's just that I have this sneaky suspicion

in the back of my brain that you just might be married.

Oh, come on now.

Do I act married?

Who does?

- 'Mrs. Barrows?' - Hmm.

Inspector Erskine, FBI. Special Agent Colby.

Yes?

Mom.

The seat still slips around. You didn't get it tight.

Well, I can't get it tighter, Billy.

Dad gets it real tight.

Maybe I can help. Excuse me.

Hi, Billy. Here, let me give you a hand.

Do you know where your husband is, Mrs. Barrows?

No, I don't know. I, I thought he went away on bank business.

- We've just come from the bank. - Yeah.

I'm, uh, sorry to tell you this, Mrs. Barrows

but a sizeable sum of money is missing

'and so is your husband.'

Oh, I knew this was building up to something.

There you go.

What did you mean, building up to something?

Oh, phone calls at all hours.

Out-of-town trips on weekends.

He said it was bank business, but..

We have friends in the business. They never need to take trips.

Where did your husband go on these trips?

He didn't take his second pair of glasses.

George is very nearsighted.

He always carries his second pair.

These, um, phone calls, do you know who they were from?

I found a card when I was cleaning his desk. It..

It, uh, had a combination for a post office box

registered in his name.

I didn't wanna look in it. I honestly didn't.

But I had to. He was acting so strange lately.

[sighs] I thought I could help.

And what was in it?

Bills from credit card companies

for hotels and restaurants in Las Vegas.

Now that wasn't my George at all.

- Anything else? - There was this strange letter.

It was just signed with initials.

- N.F. - What did it say?

Well, it talked, uh, about odd things

like, um, recruiting the right staff.

Finding a bellman.

Uh, things like that.

Well, I'm sure George would understand.

He is a genius, you know. He has an IQ of 160.

'He reads all the time.'

'He was always studying'

in hopes of getting a promotion.

But he never got it.

Then he just took to reading books for pleasure, poor man.

Books on...

On what, Mrs. Barrows?

Crime.

Do you have the letter and credit card receipts?

Yes, I hid them.

Maybe you can figure out where he's gone if I show them to you.

We'll also need the name of your husband's optometrist.

Alright.

Well, the house is a mess. I, I was up most of the night.

My skill as a moviemaker leaves much to be desired, I'm afraid

but, uh, that's the front of the structure.

That ain't no structure. It's a fort.

[George] 'For us, it's not as impossible as it seems.'

'Tri-State Depository employs a firm of security specialists'

'whose job it is to devise systems to protect the building'

'against forcible entry.'

You couldn't get a dime out of that place.

They'd call a cop.

Until now, right, George?

[George] 'Now one of these security specialists'

'is going to be our key to getting us in and out'

'with no difficulty whatsoever.'

- 'Just like that.' - 'No?'

[George] 'Just like that.'

I've been working on that weakness

in their security system for six months.

'Complete diagrams of the depository'

'plus an escort to guide us in and out'

'will be available to us in a very short time.'

That's it.

Well, you've, uh, seen the label on the merchandise.

How about it?

Uh, Norm, don't you think the third man Vasgom

should've been here as well?

Well, he's tied up.

Jerry will join us in St. Louis

when we get down to the bottom line.

- Alright. - Well?

Yeah, one thing.

Are you, uh, planning on going into the depository with us?

Certainly, I am.

I've planned this entire operation from start to finish.

That may be.

But when the heat's on, there's no telling

what an amateur will do.

I'm not an amateur.

Uh, George can handle this. Now decide.

This is no job for a couple of hit-and-run car strippers.

This is big and it's the best planned job

either one of you have ever been in on.

You think I'd be in on this if I shook it and found one rattle?

- Yes or no? - Alright, how about it?

Are you in or out?

We're in.

Good.

Good.

Lewis, the Documents section has examined the letter

you got from Mrs. Barrows.

But it hasn't been able to match the handwriting

with anything we've got on file.

'Have you developed anything in Minneapolis?'

Well, Barrows has been doing some interesting reading.

His wife showed us his, uh, library.

Books on crime, all carefully studied

with marginal notes and underlinings.

I've sent them onto you.

Well, I agree with you about the letter.

"Recruiting the right staff for your company."

"Bellman to handle an alarm system."

It looks as if the embezzlement might be designed

to finance a big job of some kind.

Yeah, it's pretty obvious he's been leading a double life.

Anything from Las Vegas yet?

Agents there have developed

a pretty interesting picture of Barrows.

He's known as a free spender who got around.

You got his lens prescription we sent in?

Yes. Flyers have been sent to all the ophthalmologists

and opticians in the area.

And the US Attorney has authorized a warrant

for Barrow's arrest.

I don't think we can count on the date

mentioned in the letter.

The surprise audit may have forced him

to move his schedule ahead.

That's right. We haven't got much time.

[laughter]

- And, oh, thank you. - Thank you.

Well, to success in all our ventures.

Aww, I'd rather drink to the new George Barrows

and may his old cocoon rest in peace.

I'll drink to that.

Same toast really.

You know, you've been talking in riddles all evening.

I don't know whether to take you seriously or not.

Well, you better take me seriously tonight.

It's very important that you do.

You used to be just cute and evasive

but now you're dashing and mysterious.

I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong?

Oh, no, no, no, no. It's just, uh..

I just think it might be time to remove

some of that mystery, that's all.

Well, there has been something on your mind all evening.

You know, I can tell.

How's your boyfriend these days?

- Chuck? - Mm-hmm.

Fine.

Well, after all you can't expect me to sit home every evening

waiting for you to show up who knows when.

He still wants you to marry him?

Why not? Am I so bad?

Oh, no, no.

It's just, uh, I thought you might have given in by now.

Well, he's alright. And he's crazy about me.

It's just that I can't see sharing my closet space

with him.

You always ask me about Chuck, even in Las Vegas. How come?

I think he may be very useful to us.

Chuck?

What are you driving at?

He's a security specialist

at Tri-State Armored Transport Company.

Oh, well, what does Chuck's job got to do with us?

Everything.

You and I go into business with the money.

He's in a position to make very rich people

out of all of us.

Well, I don't know what you're talking about

but I don't like it.

I'm talking about a little job

that can make each of us a fortune.

A fortune.

Oh, wait a minute. Just leave me out.

Oh, I'm afraid I can't leave you out of this, Linda.

You're much too important to the whole plan.

Look, I don't wanna hear about any plans.

I think we better go.

I wouldn't leave just now if I were you, Laura.

Laura Dowling.

'That was the name you used, wasn't it'

'when you cashed those phony checks in Las Vegas'

when you used the credit cards in Dallas, Los Angeles?

Laura Dowling.

It has a nice ring, doesn't it?

And the initials are the same as Linda Desmond.

You don't even have to change your monograms on anything.

You set me up.

That idea shouldn't exactly be new to you.

Just what do you expect me to do?

Play a little game with Chuck, that's all.

You'll find the big deceptions

are no more difficult than the small ones.

They're a lot more profitable.

How? Chuck's not gonna--

By breaking off with Chuck at once.

That ought to get his immediate attention.

Noel, did that optician say when he filled the prescription?

Six weeks ago.

That's why we were doubtful at first.

The man ordered contact lenses.

And he positively identified Barrows?

No doubt about it, he said.

Barrows picked them up the day before yesterday.

Well, it sure fits, Lew.

He's had everything prearranged.

- Even changing his appearance. - Hmm.

Have you started checking hotels and motels?

It's underway now, inspector.

We picked up a rumor there's some recruiting

going on in town.

It might tie him.

What kind of man are they looking for?

An alarm man, expl*sive expert and a couple of hired g*ns.

Well, if that's Barrows, it sounds like he's got big ideas.

Informant say a local character, Big Eddie

is pretty upset about not being included.

He's being pretty vocal about it.

He drinks too much to be reliable.

- Yeah, we better talk to him. - If we can find him.

He moves from one dive to another.

We're trying to locate him now.

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

Here, let me show you.

Now you gotta squeeze it off.

You squeeze the trigger, one smooth squeezing motion.

Just like you're taking a picture.

[g*nsh*t]

- Huh? - Thanks.

You get everything all set?

Norm?

'I asked if you got everything all ready.'

That's, uh, that's what I want to talk to you about.

Oh, what's happened?

Oh, nothing. Nothing's happened.

George, when we, uh, when we go into that place..

Yeah, what? What?

Well, look, what I'm trying to say is why don't you, uh

why don't you let me handle that part for you?

If anything goes wrong, nerves of steel.

Whose idea is that? Barney's? Luchek's?

No, no, not exactly.

Is it so important to you, George?

Yes, it is.

It's more than the money, isn't it?

I just wanna do it myself, that's all.

But why, George?

If I had your brain, I'd be glad to sit back

and punch buttons and pull strings.

No!

I'm sick of people coming up and taking things

out of my hands at last minute.

All my life, they've done it.

"That's very nice, George.

"Now you just give that to me, huh?

I'll take that up to the board for you."

"Excellent report, George.

Why don't you let me finish it for you?"

I'm tired of people pickin' my brains

and then taking the credit for it. No more!

George, nobody's trying to take any bows for this job.

It's just that I don't wanna see you get hurt.

I don't wanna see you be put on a spot.

I brought in that front money, didn't I?

That's different. This is not your home ground.

What's different about it? Why is it so different?

I worked my head off right up to the last day!

The last day, payoff day never comes for me!

Somebody's always walking in and taking it out of my hands.

No, sir, I tell you, we do it my way

or we don't do it at all, that's final.

George, it's not me. Uh, Barney, Luchek, they're restless mostly.

Yeah, I know, I know.

They've got a shaky case of the weights.

They wanna know if you can really get us into that place.

I don't know. I've been waiting for ten years.

Ten years of studying and planning and I don't know.

It all hangs on one telephone call.

[telephone rings]

- Hello? - It's 4:30.

It's all settled.

You're positive he'll go along with it?

- I said yes. - I knew you could do it, baby.

You know a lot about people, don't you?

I'll talk to you later.

- Well? - Smile, Norman. It's all set.

You're about to become a very rich man.

I hear you've been looking for me.

Yeah, if you're Eddie.

I'm Eddie.

I'm looking for a job.

They say you know who's hiring.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you got any money?

Yeah, I got five bucks or so.

Well, give me.

You see, uh, I-I, uh, I talk better over a drink.

I'll, uh, I'll buy us a bottle.

You wait here.

Unit 7 to Unit 1.

Go ahead, Tom.

I made contact. He's just left the alley.



[sighs]

You're still here?

Like I said, I'm looking for a job.

- Oh, yeah. You wanna drink? - No.

Yeah, well, you don't wanna work for those bums.

Believe me. Bums.

Well, if it's small potatoes, I wouldn't be interested anyway.

It's big. They say it's the biggest.

They're gonna fall on their face.

- 'Flat on their face.' - Why is that?

'Cause I'm the best.

I guess they didn't think so, Eddie.

Well, I'm, I'm a lot better than Vasgom!

- Who? - Vasgom!

Jerry Vasgom's a punk! Punk kid!

You, you ask too many questions.

Well, if I wanna know who to contact

I gotta ask questions.

You ain't contacting no one!

[grunts]

- You okay? - Yeah, fine.

[George] 'Now the front entrance'

'and four interior security doors'

are each locked and guarded.

Each lock is doubly controlled, both by the guard on duty

by electronic impulse from the master control room right here.

Well, what did I tell you? It's easy as crackin' an egg.

[knock on door]

- Yeah, who's it? - 'Uh, Vasgom.'

It's about time.

So you guys can fill me in. Okay?

Barney Rolien, Steve Luchek, this is, uh, Jerry Vasgom.

Hey, is this it?

- Hey, man. - Get him out of here.

Look, Frome hired me.

- We can't afford any mistakes. - I don't make mistakes.

You've already made two.

You're late and you're drunk or you're on something.

You hired him?

- Yeah. - He won't do.

- Hey, Norm. - No, no, he's right.

Now you're on something. What is it?

Nothin'. Nothin'--

No, no, no, you're lying, Jerry. That's your third mistake.

Now you take this, you get out

and you forget you ever saw us. You know what I'm sayin'?

- Oh, come on-- - I said get out!

Okay.

Okay.

Like the man said, forget everything.

I'm sorry, George. I thought I knew him better than that.

It's alright.

We've got to get somebody else, that's all.

In a hurry.

Now look at this carefully.

It's exactly what's gonna happen.

[Lewis] 'Joseph Vasgom?'

Yeah.

I'm Inspector Erskine, FBI. Special Agent Colby.

What's the FBI want with me?

It's about your son, Jerry.

Uh, something told me

I shouldn't have got up this morning.

We'd like to talk to him.

Well, he should be here, but he ain't.

Nine jobs in one year. Would you believe?

Me, I've had the same job for 22 years. Not him.

He's been working here with you?

I told him I'd knock his head off

if he didn't stick this time.

But he says he's got a better job in St. Louis.

- Has he left already? - Yes, sir.

He was in no shape.

He's on something. I don't know what.

I told him he'd better straighten up

for he's got a new job.

What can you tell him? Nothing.

Where is he staying?

Well, he'll be staying with his cousin Bill Vasgom.

Lives in a boarding house.



If he's still there.

We might as well stop talking about this whole thing.

I'm not going through with it.

What do you mean you're not gonna--

Ah, wait a minute, wait a minute.

You got something on your mind, speak right up.

I'll tell you what's on my mind.

I'm the only one in this whole thing

anybody will be able to identify.

I know. Of course, that's why you're picked.

Well, pick someone else.

Anything goes wrong

you guys can run away and try again somewhere else.

Me, I'm dead.

I got a good job and I am not gonna throw it away.

You've already thrown your job away, Chuck.

Not yet, I haven't.

Oh, yes, you have.

The minute you gave us those plans

your career as a security specialist

came to an abrupt end.

You must realize that, I'm sure.

Look, you promised.

You said we could go anywhere in the world

live anywhere we want to.

What is he to you anyway?

My interest in Miss Desmond is strictly business.

Very profitable business for all of us.

Don't be silly. It's for us.

You and me, Chuck.

Now isn't that what we've always talked about?

Fine. What about that identification card?

Do you have it made for me?

Excellent.

This should open a few doors for us

provided we all keep our heads.

You're an old hand at this sort of thing.

I'm just an amateur.

I hope I can do it.

We'll all do just fine.

Just fine.

- Gerald Vasgom? - Yeah?

FBI. We'd like to talk to you.

[buzzer buzzes]

- Yes, sir, Mr. Borden? - 'Open up, Carl.'

[Chuck] 'Got a man here to check out the alarm backup system.'

- Has he got a pass? - Yup.

Can I see that?

Okay.

- Nice day out, Carl. - You never know it in here.

Guard?

[Ray] 'Do you recognize any of those men?'

Hey, look, I got, I-I got nothing to hide.

I got no part of this.

Then you can feel free to tell us

if you've seen any of those men.

Well?

Him, I won't forget.

'Only he ain't wearing no glasses or mustache.'

Where did you see him?

In a hotel room with some guys.

What hotel?

The Miller here in St. Louis.

You better check it out.

What went on in that hotel room?

Who knows? I was only there for a couple of minutes.

- The creep fired me. - What did he hire you for?

Look, I tell you, I don't know for what.

You left the job in Kansas City to come to St. Louis

and you don't even know why?

It was big. That's all I know.

Who else was in the hotel room?

[sighs]

A couple of guys, uh..

Barney somebody.

Uh, Lychek, Luchek.

Look, all I know is they had this plan spread out.

What kind of plans?

Some big building.

Looked like a fort, all those gates.

There must have been a name. Something to identify it by.

No, not that I..

Wait.

The streets.

They were marked, uh..

River Street, uh..

Jarvin Avenue.

Alright, Vasgom.

- When is the job set for? - Today.

That address, that's Tri-State Depository.

An armored transport company.

They may be there by now. How's the security?

The best, complete with tear gas.

Assemble a special squad, Ray.

Notify the police and Tri-State security

and we'll need gas mask.

[knock on door]

Okay, okay, Chuck.

What's the problem?

Well, we're not getting any immediate response

on the alarm backup system.

You might check out the journals.

Let's see. "A silicon dial presses.."

What's the matter with you?

No, no, I'm alright.

I'm alright.

Look, the front gates are open.

'Divert the guard at the holding cell.'

Go on!

[grunts]

Watch the hallway near Area B.

'Guard heading toward you.'

You know, we've been checking all the gates in the place

and seems they're all alright.

What's the matter? It's still locked.

Barrows, open this door!

[mumbles]

Captain, leave one of your man with us

and you cover the exits with these four agents.

Take care of him.

[gasps]

We made it, man.

Flip the switch. Open the vault.

- Huh? - What's the matter with you?

- Flip the switch-- - No, no, no, I'll do it.

- 'I'll do it.' - 'Get away. Get away!'

The vault is open. Let's go. Move!

Oh, now I gotta get out of here.

Oh, no, you're not gonna blow this!

- I gotta get out-- - You're not gonna blow this!

[groans]

- I gotta get out! - Barrows!

- I gotta get out-- - Barrows, stop!

[g*nsh*t]

[groans]

Help me.

Gas.

[coughs]

[all coughing]

[Lewis] FBI.

[g*nshots]

- Don't, don't sh**t. - Don't sh**t.

[all coughing]

Brain. Some brain.

[groans]

Oh, somebody, help me.

I can't see. I can't see.

It's alright. They'll take care of you.

He's been wearing contact lenses.

You better check them.

They were right. I'm an amateur.

I should have left it to the professionals.

They might've gotten away with it.

I wouldn't give odds on that, Barrows.

[groans]

George Stanton Barrows was tried and convicted

in federal court of bank embezzlement.

Steven Luchek, Bernard Rolien and Gerald Vasgom

were found guilty of assaulting federal officers.

Barrows was also convicted in state court

along with Rolien, Luchek, Linda Desmond

Norman Frome, Daniel Cheddy and Charles V. Borden

of conspiracy and armed robbery.

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