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All right. Get'em up, all of you.

Get over there.

Keep your hands up.

Open it up.

You know him?

Avery's trigger man.

I got an idea this box

was made for a bigger guy.

Yeah, somebody about your size.

The stuff was there, all right.

Enough room in there to pack a ton of it.

Let's go.

Come on.

Pringle, Tucson office.

Pringle, Tucson office, over.

Tucson to Pringle, go ahead.

Contact local authorities for a full description

of Nicholas Avery and Charles Borderaux.

Thought to be making a getaway

from the B-bar-M Ranch. Cover that spot.

Broadcast a full description

on four-state alarm and set up road blocks.

These men are wanted on a narcotics charge,

they're dangerous and fully armed.

Confirm. Over.

Roger.

That is all. Pringle to Tucson. Out.

They'll make a run for it now.

They'll be pretty desperate.

What about the girl?

The one that phoned.

I was just thinking the same thing.

We gotta get out of here.

Why?

Where are we going?

Across the border.

Where are the fellas?

They ran into a little trouble.

What kind of trouble?

The same kinda trouble we're gonna run into

if we don't move in a hurry.

I'll a... I'll get my things.

You won't have time.

Bring that. Come on.

Open the door. Let's get out of here.

Go in behind the hangar.

Well, that's it.

Within a matter of hours,

the greatest international narcotics ring

since the war was stopped cold

before it even got started.

In simultaneous raids, Martinez and his gang

were rounded up by Mexican authorities

And 1700 miles away, in Vancouver, British Columbia,

the McCandles mob was taken into custody.

Six months later the trials were over

with convictions in every instance.

In sentences ranging anywhere

from five to twenty years.

And star witnesses for the government had been

a girl named Terry Stewart

and an ex-convict named Johnny Evans.

So long... copper.

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