CRIME: Oops--the Bulls

Ever since they crushed out of the Council Bluffs, Iowa "escape-proof" jail eight weeks ago (TIME, Jan. 29), the Toothbrush Twins had been touring the U.S. The two hoodlums—tough, tall John Giles and tough, short Edgar Cook—gained their freedom and their nicknames by unlocking six steel doors with a toothbrush and a wooden spoon. They made their escape in a blue police car, abandoned it, stole another automobile, abandoned it, stole another—and in this fashion set out across the countryside, plying their trade (burglary) from time to time.

Last week they drove into Concord, N.H., registered at a hotel, and sallied forth to case the town. Giles dropped into a local movie to stare critically at a film entitled The Suspect. Cook wandered out to a tailor shop. But police and FBI men spotted their stolen automobile parked at the curb. They stopped Cook with leveled Tommy guns, relieved him of a bag containing a wad of stolen currency and four stolen pistols. He was apparently too annoyed to say a word. But Giles seemed well rehearsed. When two policemen cornered him in the movie, he grated in the best Dick Tracy manner: "All right, coppers, you've got me—for now."