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Thank you very much
and welcome to To Tell the Truth.
Our first guest, he's made a career out
of being the most outrageous impostor
that we've ever come across
on this show. You'll see what I mean.
Number One,
what is your name, please?
My name is Frank William Abagnale.
- Number Two?
- My name is Frank William Abagnale.
- Number Three?
- My name is Frank William Abagnale.
From 1964 to 1967,
I successfully impersonated
an airline pilot for Pan Am Airways,
and I flew over two million miles
for free.
During that time,
I was also the Chief Resident
Pediatrician at a Georgia hospital
and an Assistant Attorney General
for the State of Louisiana.
By the time I was caught,
I was considered the youngest and most
daring con man in U.S. history.
I had cashed almost $4 million
in fraudulent checks
in 26 foreign countries and all 50 states.
And I did it all before my 19th birthday.
My name is Frank William Abagnale.
So, for the first time,
he'll have to tell the truth.
We'll start our questioning with Kitty.
Thank you. Number One,
why, with all your talent,
and you're obviously
a very bright fellow,
why didn't you go in for
a legitimate profession?
It was a question of dollars and cents.
When I was a young man,
I needed the money,
and I thought this list of careers was
the easiest way to get it.
I see. Number Two,
I find this all very fascinating.
Who was it that finally caught you?
His name was Carl Hanratty.
Hanratty.
I am...
Carl Hanratty.
I represent the F.B.I.
from the United States of America.
I have orders to see
the American prisoner, Abagnale.
You sit here.
You do not open the door.
You do not pass him
anything through the hole.
Aw, Jesus.
You know,
I've got a little bit of a cold myself.
Frank, I'm here to read
the articles of extradition
according to the European Court
for Human Rights.
Article One,
extradition shall be granted
in respect of offenses...
Help me.
Frank, stop it.
Help me.
You don't think
you're actually going to fool me, do you?
Sixteen pages to go.
Stay with me. Article Two,
if the request for extradition
includes separate offenses...
each of which is punishable under
the laws of the requesting party...
Frank?
God damn it!
Get me a doctor in here!
I need a doctor!
- Yes.
- Doctor! Now!
Don't sweat it.
We'll get you right to a doctor.
If you can hear me, don't worry.
I'll take you home in the morning.
Home in the morning, Frank.
- What are you doing?
- Washing off the lice.
This man has to be on a plane
for America. He has to see a doctor.
Yes, the doctor comes in tomorrow.
I've worked too long, too hard,
for you to take this away from me.
If he dies, I'm holding you responsible.
Oh, Frank.
Okay, Carl,
let's go home.
The New Rochelle Rotary Club
has a history that goes back to 1919.
In all those years,
we've only seen a handful
of deserving gentlemen
inducted as lifetime members.
It's an honor that has seen 57 names
enshrined on the wall of honor.
And tonight, we make it 58.
So please stand
as I present my very good friend,
a man who keeps our pencils sharp
and our pens in ink.
Frank William Abagnale.
I stand here, humbled
by the presence of
Mayor Robert Wagner
and our club president, Jack Barnes.
Most of all, I'm honored to see
my loving wife, Paula
and my son, Frank Jr.
Come on.
Sitting in the front row.
Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream.
The first mouse quickly gave up
and drowned.
The second mouse
wouldn't quit.
He struggled so hard
that eventually he churned that cream
into butter
and crawled out.
Gentlemen, as of this moment,
I am that second mouse.
You're a better dancer
than your father.
- Hear that, Daddy?
- Like fun.
The girls don't know
what they're in for.
Show him the dance you were doing
when we met.
Oh, who can remember?
The people in that little French village
were so happy to see Americans,
they decided to put on a show for us.
- So they crammed 200 soldiers...
- We know the story, Daddy.
into that tiny social hall,
and the first person to walk on stage
is your mother
and she starts to dance.
You know, it had been months
since we'd seen a woman,
and here's this blond angel.
Blond bombshell.
And the men
are literally holding their breath.
Holding their breath for you. Hear that?
I turned to my buddies and I said...
I will not leave France without her.
And I didn't.
You didn't.
I didn't.
Oh, shit, the rug.
- Oh, Mom.
- I can't believe I...
It's nothing.
- Frankie, run and get a towel.
- Yeah.
Come on.
Dance with me, Paula.
Whenever I dance for you,
I get in trouble.
Frank. Wake up. Come on, let's go.
Get up, come on.
- Frank, wake up.
- Dad.
You don't have to go to school today.
It's okay.
- Why? Is it snowing?
- Do you have a black suit?
I overslept again.
We have a very important meeting
in the city. Eat that.
Come on.
Ma'am, open up, please.
It's important.
What? Oh, gosh.
- We don't open for half an hour.
- Just open the door. It's important.
I'm sorry, we don't open for half an hour.
What's your name, ma'am?
- Darcy.
- Darcy. That's a pretty name.
I'm in a fix. I need a suit for my kid.
This is my son, Frank.
He needs a black suit.
There was a death in the family.
My father, 85 years old, war hero.
There's a funeral this afternoon,
military funeral,
planes flying overhead, 21-gun salute.
Frank needs to borrow a suit
for a couple of hours.
I'm sorry,
we don't loan suits and we're not open.
Darcy, please. Come back.
Darcy, is this yours?
I just found it in the parking lot.
Must have slipped right off your neck.
Don't hit the curb.
Now get out, walk around the back
and hold the door open for me.
- What's next?
- Okay. Stop grinning.
When I get inside,
go back to the front seat and wait.
Even if a cop comes
and writes you a ticket,
don't move the car, understood?
Dad, what's all this for?
You know why the Yankees always win?
Because they have Mickey Mantle?
No, it's because the other teams can't
stop staring at those damn pinstripes.
Watch this. The manager
of Chase Manhattan Bank
is about to open the door for your father.
Mr. Abagnale,
we don't usually loan money to people
who have unresolved business
with the IRS.
That's a misunderstanding.
I hired the wrong guy to do my books.
A mistake anybody could make.
I just need you guys
to help me weather the storm.
You're being investigated
by the government for tax fraud.
My store is
a landmark in New Rochelle.
I have customers all over New York.
You're not a customer
at Chase Manhattan.
We don't know you.
I'm sure your bank in New Rochelle
could help you out.
My bank went out of business.
Banks like this one
put them out of business.
I know I made a mistake, I admit that.
But these people want blood.
They want my store.
They've threatened to put me in jail.
This is America, right?
I'm not a criminal.
I'm a Medal of Honor winner. A member
of the New Rochelle Rotary Club.
All I'm asking is
for you to help me beat these guys.
and welcome to To Tell the Truth.
Our first guest, he's made a career out
of being the most outrageous impostor
that we've ever come across
on this show. You'll see what I mean.
Number One,
what is your name, please?
My name is Frank William Abagnale.
- Number Two?
- My name is Frank William Abagnale.
- Number Three?
- My name is Frank William Abagnale.
From 1964 to 1967,
I successfully impersonated
an airline pilot for Pan Am Airways,
and I flew over two million miles
for free.
During that time,
I was also the Chief Resident
Pediatrician at a Georgia hospital
and an Assistant Attorney General
for the State of Louisiana.
By the time I was caught,
I was considered the youngest and most
daring con man in U.S. history.
I had cashed almost $4 million
in fraudulent checks
in 26 foreign countries and all 50 states.
And I did it all before my 19th birthday.
My name is Frank William Abagnale.
So, for the first time,
he'll have to tell the truth.
We'll start our questioning with Kitty.
Thank you. Number One,
why, with all your talent,
and you're obviously
a very bright fellow,
why didn't you go in for
a legitimate profession?
It was a question of dollars and cents.
When I was a young man,
I needed the money,
and I thought this list of careers was
the easiest way to get it.
I see. Number Two,
I find this all very fascinating.
Who was it that finally caught you?
His name was Carl Hanratty.
Hanratty.
I am...
Carl Hanratty.
I represent the F.B.I.
from the United States of America.
I have orders to see
the American prisoner, Abagnale.
You sit here.
You do not open the door.
You do not pass him
anything through the hole.
Aw, Jesus.
You know,
I've got a little bit of a cold myself.
Frank, I'm here to read
the articles of extradition
according to the European Court
for Human Rights.
Article One,
extradition shall be granted
in respect of offenses...
Help me.
Frank, stop it.
Help me.
You don't think
you're actually going to fool me, do you?
Sixteen pages to go.
Stay with me. Article Two,
if the request for extradition
includes separate offenses...
each of which is punishable under
the laws of the requesting party...
Frank?
God damn it!
Get me a doctor in here!
I need a doctor!
- Yes.
- Doctor! Now!
Don't sweat it.
We'll get you right to a doctor.
If you can hear me, don't worry.
I'll take you home in the morning.
Home in the morning, Frank.
- What are you doing?
- Washing off the lice.
This man has to be on a plane
for America. He has to see a doctor.
Yes, the doctor comes in tomorrow.
I've worked too long, too hard,
for you to take this away from me.
If he dies, I'm holding you responsible.
Oh, Frank.
Okay, Carl,
let's go home.
The New Rochelle Rotary Club
has a history that goes back to 1919.
In all those years,
we've only seen a handful
of deserving gentlemen
inducted as lifetime members.
It's an honor that has seen 57 names
enshrined on the wall of honor.
And tonight, we make it 58.
So please stand
as I present my very good friend,
a man who keeps our pencils sharp
and our pens in ink.
Frank William Abagnale.
I stand here, humbled
by the presence of
Mayor Robert Wagner
and our club president, Jack Barnes.
Most of all, I'm honored to see
my loving wife, Paula
and my son, Frank Jr.
Come on.
Sitting in the front row.
Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream.
The first mouse quickly gave up
and drowned.
The second mouse
wouldn't quit.
He struggled so hard
that eventually he churned that cream
into butter
and crawled out.
Gentlemen, as of this moment,
I am that second mouse.
You're a better dancer
than your father.
- Hear that, Daddy?
- Like fun.
The girls don't know
what they're in for.
Show him the dance you were doing
when we met.
Oh, who can remember?
The people in that little French village
were so happy to see Americans,
they decided to put on a show for us.
- So they crammed 200 soldiers...
- We know the story, Daddy.
into that tiny social hall,
and the first person to walk on stage
is your mother
and she starts to dance.
You know, it had been months
since we'd seen a woman,
and here's this blond angel.
Blond bombshell.
And the men
are literally holding their breath.
Holding their breath for you. Hear that?
I turned to my buddies and I said...
I will not leave France without her.
And I didn't.
You didn't.
I didn't.
Oh, shit, the rug.
- Oh, Mom.
- I can't believe I...
It's nothing.
- Frankie, run and get a towel.
- Yeah.
Come on.
Dance with me, Paula.
Whenever I dance for you,
I get in trouble.
Frank. Wake up. Come on, let's go.
Get up, come on.
- Frank, wake up.
- Dad.
You don't have to go to school today.
It's okay.
- Why? Is it snowing?
- Do you have a black suit?
I overslept again.
We have a very important meeting
in the city. Eat that.
Come on.
Ma'am, open up, please.
It's important.
What? Oh, gosh.
- We don't open for half an hour.
- Just open the door. It's important.
I'm sorry, we don't open for half an hour.
What's your name, ma'am?
- Darcy.
- Darcy. That's a pretty name.
I'm in a fix. I need a suit for my kid.
This is my son, Frank.
He needs a black suit.
There was a death in the family.
My father, 85 years old, war hero.
There's a funeral this afternoon,
military funeral,
planes flying overhead, 21-gun salute.
Frank needs to borrow a suit
for a couple of hours.
I'm sorry,
we don't loan suits and we're not open.
Darcy, please. Come back.
Darcy, is this yours?
I just found it in the parking lot.
Must have slipped right off your neck.
Don't hit the curb.
Now get out, walk around the back
and hold the door open for me.
- What's next?
- Okay. Stop grinning.
When I get inside,
go back to the front seat and wait.
Even if a cop comes
and writes you a ticket,
don't move the car, understood?
Dad, what's all this for?
You know why the Yankees always win?
Because they have Mickey Mantle?
No, it's because the other teams can't
stop staring at those damn pinstripes.
Watch this. The manager
of Chase Manhattan Bank
is about to open the door for your father.
Mr. Abagnale,
we don't usually loan money to people
who have unresolved business
with the IRS.
That's a misunderstanding.
I hired the wrong guy to do my books.
A mistake anybody could make.
I just need you guys
to help me weather the storm.
You're being investigated
by the government for tax fraud.
My store is
a landmark in New Rochelle.
I have customers all over New York.
You're not a customer
at Chase Manhattan.
We don't know you.
I'm sure your bank in New Rochelle
could help you out.
My bank went out of business.
Banks like this one
put them out of business.
I know I made a mistake, I admit that.
But these people want blood.
They want my store.
They've threatened to put me in jail.
This is America, right?
I'm not a criminal.
I'm a Medal of Honor winner. A member
of the New Rochelle Rotary Club.
All I'm asking is
for you to help me beat these guys.
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