May 24, 2025 • 30 mins
Step into the world of a private investigator who solves complex cases with keen observation and intellect. His adventures are filled with suspense and unexpected twists.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
William Gargan stars as Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
When the high cost of.
Speaker 3 (00:13):
Living gets your nanny, folks walk that last mile, the
guy whose only grant is a high cost of dying.
Speaker 1 (00:30):
The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargan in another transcribed drama,
Mystery and Adventure with America's number one detective, Barry Craig,
Confidential Investigator.
Speaker 3 (00:56):
Barry Craig speaking over the hot stove winters while lubricating
your tonsils with a hot toddy.
Speaker 2 (01:03):
And wondering how long the spring.
Speaker 3 (01:06):
Freelance operators passed the time exactly the way barbers, ballplayers
and bookies passed the time they talk shopped the toughest
case you ever worked, the arch criminals you've met, and
the pot alibis you gripped shreds men.
Speaker 2 (01:21):
Will be kids. You pin a metal on yourself.
Speaker 3 (01:24):
The medal I always cop off comes when the fragging
gets around with the most dole, the most looted steak
in the case. My topper is a modest forty million dollars.
I got the case in the back robe of a
forty cent movie house over on Third Avenue. A Miss
Briggs came looking for me with a nusher behind her,
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throwing a spotlight on me with his flash. Mister Crag,
a tall lady and stiff courses who look like somebody's
loyal girl.
Speaker 2 (01:53):
Friday paging me.
Speaker 3 (01:54):
Mister Craig, sit down and enjoy a movie.
Speaker 4 (01:57):
Miss uh uhg, Miss Briggs.
Speaker 5 (02:00):
I can't stay. Thank you you are mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (02:04):
Red top, handsome, no rubber at the outdoor. K Am
I describing myself or flattering myself?
Speaker 5 (02:10):
You are describing.
Speaker 2 (02:11):
Yourself here then I'm Barry Craig, and that's for sure.
That's some popcorn.
Speaker 5 (02:15):
I'm not talk to you, but please not here in
the lounge.
Speaker 3 (02:20):
Gregorypec will be awfully mad if I walk out on.
Speaker 5 (02:22):
Him Pez, mister Craig.
Speaker 6 (02:24):
People are stairing.
Speaker 2 (02:26):
How did you corner me like this?
Speaker 5 (02:28):
Jake your elevator man, He said, you were always here
in the back row, taking your afternoon nap when you
weren't busy.
Speaker 3 (02:35):
Jake, remind me confide.
Speaker 2 (02:39):
Him so much? What's oh, you're only breaking in?
Speaker 3 (03:03):
Ms Briggs hire a confidential operator to meet clipper arriving
tonight Tango wild airport check time Talbot, what's the emergency?
Speaker 5 (03:13):
My employer mister Talbot is returning from abroad from Portugal
with a client, Floyd Spencer Junior.
Speaker 2 (03:21):
You pointed that up like I ought to know the name.
Floyd Spencer Junior.
Speaker 3 (03:26):
Let me think, Oh the neo chromide there, golden boy
who inherits an industrial fortune.
Speaker 5 (03:32):
Estimated at forty million dollars the lake. Floyd Sincer Senior
was very rich.
Speaker 3 (03:38):
You're forcing me to agree. I'm vague on the background. Uh,
I've got a block against airs. All I was left
was a shaving bug and a second hand.
Speaker 5 (03:46):
Toothbrush that Floyd Spencers separated more than fifteen years ago
when the boy was six. Missus Spencer lived abroad in
Portugal as a voluntary expatriate.
Speaker 3 (03:57):
The boy was rich and educated there, and now with
Spence it's a senior dad.
Speaker 2 (04:00):
She's coming home with sunny Bourne.
Speaker 5 (04:02):
No, Missus Spencer died in Portugal some weeks ago. The
boy is coming home, I mean the young man. My employer,
mister Talbot, has been the Spencer family attorney for a
very long time.
Speaker 3 (04:14):
The Spencer families now dwindled down to Floyd.
Speaker 5 (04:17):
Junior and an uncle, Uncle Stanley, the late Missus Spencer's brother.
Speaker 2 (04:22):
Why am I being hired?
Speaker 5 (04:23):
H Well, mister Talbot is wovely. There were two incidents
in Portugal clarified please, accidents involving Floyd Junior.
Speaker 3 (04:33):
Accidents on purpose. Is that why Talbot's worried?
Speaker 5 (04:36):
I've lived so yes, the estate, the size of the fortune,
and young Spencer's long estrangement from his deceased parent.
Speaker 2 (04:44):
The long exile as it was with a could be complication,
homicidal complications.
Speaker 5 (04:50):
That is, I don't want to use the word recklessly.
Speaker 2 (04:53):
A nice restraint mis braids my compliments. Forty million dollars.
Speaker 3 (04:58):
That grade of cabbages, uh, doesn't always excite the best
behavior in people.
Speaker 5 (05:02):
That this check is your retainer fifteen hundreds.
Speaker 3 (05:07):
This grade of cabbage, Miss Briggs, always excites the very
best of me. A fog lay over the tangle wild airport,
like blotches of green and gray paint.
Speaker 2 (05:22):
Hanging mid air.
Speaker 3 (05:24):
I waited on the edge of the landing field close
as I could get without risking sudden decapitation. And then
when the sky giants sat down to one load, I
chained stations and got close to the passenger.
Speaker 2 (05:35):
Walk looking to identify Talbot.
Speaker 3 (05:37):
From a picture Miss Briggs that equipped me with Talbot
simplified everything by identifying me mister Craig on the job
with a bright and shining face. I can barely see it,
mis miserable fog. Where's Spencer Junior?
Speaker 2 (05:49):
He's right behind me.
Speaker 1 (05:50):
Floyd, meet Barry Craig.
Speaker 7 (05:52):
How do you do this? Is Paul Shandor, mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (05:54):
Paul Shandor? Where does he fit into the party? Don't
be an obvious detective Craig.
Speaker 2 (06:00):
Please stick your hand our talbot.
Speaker 3 (06:03):
What four fifteen hundred your retainer? You're getting it back,
but I don't want it back if I'm responsible for
the safety of Junior here. I want to know who's
who in the party and why.
Speaker 8 (06:12):
Well, Paul Shandor is my traveling companion and friend, mister Craig.
Speaker 2 (06:16):
That answers my question. Now introduce me all over.
Speaker 7 (06:19):
Uh, Paul Shandor, mister Craig.
Speaker 2 (06:21):
I am happy to meet you, mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (06:23):
No offense intended, Paul, I was just being thorough. Oh,
I understand. Of course you are at Floyd's protection, and
I worry about it. Golden boy here stacks as high
as the national debt. We'll wait right here until everybody's
off the field and gone. After that, we'll leave through
a route I've mapped out, Craig, are these precautions admruple
as they are? It's why you hired me, Talbot, so
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let's not be impatient.
Speaker 2 (06:46):
Hun.
Speaker 3 (06:52):
The first punch shot of forty million dollars commenced as
we crossed the field toward a private door in the
administration from me the gunner wearing the fire for a shroud.
Speaker 2 (07:02):
I thought everybody had stay down.
Speaker 6 (07:04):
It was it got hit.
Speaker 7 (07:06):
I did, mister Craig, my.
Speaker 3 (07:08):
Leg you're forty million dollar lake. It's twenty yards at
the door. Crawl taught at everybody, crawl now, Craig, I'm
a charge tabbot. It's crawl inforty style. It's a killer
out there making a fog work wonders for him. Stand
up and you're a ghana.
Speaker 2 (07:32):
In the Administration building, Spencer Junior got.
Speaker 3 (07:34):
His leg wound cleaned and caught her eyed and a
shot of penicillin to keep bacteria from getting ideas. It's
only a superficial flesh wound. The doctor says, thank the
fog for that, and the fog save Floyd's life. Yes,
but it also enabled the assassin's escape.
Speaker 2 (07:48):
If he's escaped. If I don't understand, walk with me, talbot.
Speaker 3 (07:53):
I mapped out a route, they said the plan, remember, yes,
an empty field, then through a private door, just our party.
Once in that door, two airport cops were to fall
in with us, stay with us until we climbed into
a waiting limousine. Was well enough conceived if only the
assassin hadn't chosen the field itself for an ambuscade.
Speaker 2 (08:14):
He wasn't always there.
Speaker 3 (08:16):
He got on the field after the clipper landed and
emptied it.
Speaker 2 (08:19):
Why don't huddle? Oh it had.
Speaker 3 (08:23):
I had the big search lights play over the field
before we started across to the administration door. Yes, yes,
there were search lights for a moment, then two blinks stopped,
one blink to signal me everything was okay.
Speaker 2 (08:34):
Before our party started across.
Speaker 3 (08:37):
Our Gunna sneaked down to the field through the same
door we were heading taut But why through the same door,
because he had to for timing and target range regular
field gates measure two hundred and fifty to four hundred
yards away.
Speaker 2 (08:50):
Oh, when the fog.
Speaker 3 (08:51):
Would make such marksmanship improbable?
Speaker 2 (08:53):
Make it impossible?
Speaker 3 (08:55):
Your stress on that same door and on the time element.
It obviously has significance.
Speaker 2 (09:01):
It does.
Speaker 3 (09:02):
It signifies Joe Potato. Joe Potato over there on the bench.
Speaker 2 (09:08):
I brought him out with me.
Speaker 3 (09:10):
Joe takes pictures with an eye for goons, creeps and canavos.
Speaker 2 (09:14):
Oh, Joel, come in, Hey, Craig, I don't want to
be whitking around along. He's drafting here. No good for
my rheumatism. Made a friend, Joel, mister talbot, Joe Potato.
Speaker 4 (09:23):
I've been telling you and telling you Nixon the nickname Craig.
Speaker 2 (09:26):
It ain't doing me no good socially. Oh what other
name it began? Well, I like Joe the photographer. It's
got advertising it. Oh, clever, clever.
Speaker 4 (09:35):
So let me tell you the picture.
Speaker 6 (09:36):
Already in blow huff.
Speaker 2 (09:37):
You've got to develop I told.
Speaker 4 (09:39):
You the box ain't work, is automatic. He's got his
own developer built in the bag.
Speaker 2 (09:46):
Now here's the picture. I'll give me what you promise me.
Here you were twenty.
Speaker 4 (09:51):
I'm rooked in this deal, freezing out here for hours
for allows he twenty I'll be spending on radio die termy.
Speaker 3 (09:57):
Uh this picture, Craig man, I see it? Sure you
believe this fellow to be the accession. Tell Talbot Joe,
only one.
Speaker 4 (10:07):
Guy went out that private door, and that pictures him.
Speaker 3 (10:30):
I leave your safe quarters, Trev Rodgers. Oh, Barry Craig,
you shout far away.
Speaker 2 (10:36):
It's a last guy at home.
Speaker 3 (10:38):
Tangle Wild Airport, Long Island.
Speaker 2 (10:40):
Sorry, there's a clip of leaving.
Speaker 9 (10:41):
The hindustand at an hour.
Speaker 2 (10:43):
Climb about it, Craig with a one way ticket.
Speaker 3 (10:45):
There's a character in balloon pants leaving here for your
office in three minutes.
Speaker 2 (10:49):
Joe the photographer, Joe Potato, he just changed his name.
Speaker 3 (10:53):
Why are you sending of the bad He's carrying a
photograph the face you see on post office siculars. Check
it with your rogues gatory file.
Speaker 2 (11:01):
What's the rap? Hunting? Out of season?
Speaker 6 (11:04):
The game?
Speaker 3 (11:04):
When you've got something, tryphoning me at the Floyd Spencer estate,
Twin Oaks in Southampton.
Speaker 2 (11:12):
Telepont, Greg, you grow along.
Speaker 3 (11:14):
Great bed, so be a trader to your police. So
what's one more killer.
Speaker 2 (11:18):
On the loose? Killer? Craig, I insisted, good bye now.
Speaker 3 (11:32):
When Spencer Junior dropped the anguish look from his royal
kisser and I questioned him privately in my giloppe driving
to the Spencer Place with Talbot and Shandor.
Speaker 2 (11:41):
Gone on ahead.
Speaker 3 (11:43):
I wanted information, and I also wanted the bang of
being all alone with forty million buds.
Speaker 8 (11:48):
I'm not sure I understand your questions, mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (11:51):
Excuse my peasant English. You're a target for murder?
Speaker 7 (11:55):
Sonny, Yes, I apparently am.
Speaker 2 (11:57):
There were two other attempts on you abroad. I wanna
know about them.
Speaker 8 (12:01):
I'll a fall from a horse during a polo match.
The stirrup had suddenly torn free. There were evidences of
a knife, the straps had been tampered with.
Speaker 2 (12:09):
Uh tamp number two.
Speaker 8 (12:11):
After dinner one night, I became violently ill a tomain attack.
Speaker 7 (12:15):
I was rushed to a hospital.
Speaker 2 (12:17):
Your food had been poisoned. I suppose it was. Yes,
Whom do you suspect?
Speaker 7 (12:21):
Nobody? If I have enemies, I don't know them.
Speaker 2 (12:24):
Who profits by your death?
Speaker 7 (12:26):
Who profits?
Speaker 2 (12:27):
Uh? The estate? Who gets it?
Speaker 5 (12:29):
Oh?
Speaker 7 (12:29):
Well, uh, my uncle Stanley. I suppose he's the closest
relative I have.
Speaker 2 (12:34):
Is there any other information you think I should have?
Speaker 8 (12:37):
I I don't want to attach importance to something possibly
imaginative or a pure coincidence.
Speaker 2 (12:43):
Let me interpret it.
Speaker 8 (12:44):
You tell it well for weeks in Lisbon, in Cairo,
and later again in Lisbon.
Speaker 7 (12:48):
I had the feeling I was being followed and watched.
Speaker 8 (12:51):
I turned unexpectedly and see a person somewhere in the background,
always the same person.
Speaker 2 (12:57):
Describe this person a.
Speaker 7 (12:58):
Bland face like an oor Antles's bland, A man.
Speaker 8 (13:02):
Of dainty size, simply clothed and uh wearing a fez.
Speaker 3 (13:05):
A fez, yes, a bright red fez. Where did you
see him last?
Speaker 8 (13:11):
I dislike saying this positively, then say it negatively.
Speaker 2 (13:15):
Only say it.
Speaker 8 (13:16):
I'm not sure, but that he wasn't on the clipper
coming across There was such a person, a face reminiscent
of the man I've described, only only well he wasn't
wearing the fez.
Speaker 3 (13:30):
Missing those ditches is like hedgehopping. You see what I
see up ahead?
Speaker 7 (13:34):
A barrier across the road, a.
Speaker 3 (13:36):
Pole between two wooden horses, and not a lantern or
flatter market.
Speaker 2 (13:39):
Oh there is a sign tacked on it, and you'll.
Speaker 8 (13:43):
Make out what it says, detour road repairs ahead.
Speaker 7 (13:48):
The arrow points left were the detour left.
Speaker 3 (13:51):
Yeah, Hey, this is a road like a wagon trail. Hey,
how high does this climb? When do we connect back
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with the main road.
Speaker 7 (14:14):
The visibility is worse. I suggest your.
Speaker 2 (14:16):
Bright lights there on. We're all the good they are. Hey,
we're risking our.
Speaker 8 (14:21):
Necks, mister Craig at dead end.
Speaker 2 (14:23):
Dead end, it's off the mountain, you mean, cross your fingers.
Speaker 6 (14:26):
I gotta crash.
Speaker 2 (14:37):
I came out of the concussion worrying about a tooth
and a lower gum.
Speaker 3 (14:42):
Pushed my tongue against it, and it swung like an
old time saloon dog damages to the car of minor
dented grill, the hood with folds like carrgated cardboard. They
stood beside the car, breathing in deep fueling my lungs
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before I remember to worry about Spencer Junior. The kid
lay unconscious on the front seat where he'd been riding
beside me, quiet with his eyes wide open, like a
guy stunned into a trance, normal enough reaction to a
car borrowing itself into a cliff side. Chafed his wrists
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to get the blood circulating, and he'd come to as
good as new, Spencer Spencer. Only thing Spencer Junior wasn't
coming to ever. I was rubbing the wrists and patting
the cheeks of a dead man. I determined the cause
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of death by tracing a trickle running down his cheeks,
trickle of blood that bounced off his collar and soaked
into his clothes. A head injury over the year, but
it hadn't come from the crash. The real cause of
death had a touch of voodoo. Floyd Spencer Junior had
been shot in the head. A tried starting the car
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without of a luck. My gelope would need towing, that is,
if a tow car would dare up the old wagon road.
I was standing around, keeping a corpse company and wondering
how to get both of us back to civilization when
the Fez rode into the picture, a car tuning its
horn and shimmering its lights up the old wagon road
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taught me. I watched the car door open and a
Fez pop out, bland face like an orientals a man
of dainty signs just as Spencer Junior had described him.
Your card is disabled, Your eyesight's better than that it crashed.
Speaker 10 (17:09):
Yes, now I see, And your companion, where is he?
Speaker 2 (17:14):
Dead on the front seat.
Speaker 10 (17:15):
Dead from so small a collision.
Speaker 2 (17:17):
Dead from a bullet in his brain. So who are you,
Marcel Surac? How did you come to be tagging up here.
Speaker 10 (17:24):
In pursuit of you.
Speaker 3 (17:25):
Of course, what detained you? I have an admiring landscape
up here. Fifteen minutes at least.
Speaker 10 (17:30):
I lost contact with you on the detour.
Speaker 2 (17:33):
The phony detour.
Speaker 3 (17:34):
The way I figure it now, somebody rigged that detour
to send me up a mountain that's spiraled or a
dead end.
Speaker 10 (17:39):
Yes, the dtour was how do you say manufactured? I
examined it.
Speaker 2 (17:45):
I didn't.
Speaker 3 (17:46):
I still want to know how you've caught up with
my party way up here.
Speaker 10 (17:49):
Your tire tracks in the pitch.
Speaker 3 (17:51):
Dark with headlights swallowed up and mists.
Speaker 10 (17:53):
I am very expert in scientific pursuit.
Speaker 3 (17:56):
Yeah, I heard Cairo Lisbon on the Clipper. Without your fees,
you stay closer to the late Spencer Junior than a skin.
Speaker 10 (18:05):
Why for the present, I do not care to divulge.
Speaker 3 (18:09):
Change your mind, mister. The kid was murdered while we
both lay unconscious after that crash. Someone waited up here
for a free shot of the kid. If I miraculously
ket the car from going over the cliff, it was
in my care and I flopped. I fell for the detail.
Gag now, talk or I'll tear you apart.
Speaker 10 (18:28):
It is so very foolish. Force will not succeed.
Speaker 2 (18:31):
It won't huh. Let's see if you're right.
Speaker 10 (18:33):
You are so very foolish. Forts will not succeed. I
am pleased to remind you.
Speaker 2 (18:41):
That fancy flip that sent me sailing. What's the trick
jiu jitsu?
Speaker 10 (18:46):
I am the finest exponent of jiu jitsu in the world.
Speaker 2 (18:49):
Oh, let's have another go at it.
Speaker 10 (18:51):
Oh, this time I will shoot you a god.
Speaker 2 (18:54):
Huh.
Speaker 10 (18:55):
You are under arrest, mister Craig, come again. I am
a confidential investigator.
Speaker 3 (19:00):
You're a confidential investigator.
Speaker 10 (19:02):
Licensed by the governments of Egypt and Portugal. In my pocket,
I have credentials and a letter of introduction to your authorities.
Speaker 2 (19:11):
What's the charge against me? Murder?
Speaker 10 (19:13):
I am sure that you have murdered the young man
Floyd Spencer Junior. Please to enter my car.
Speaker 2 (19:19):
Sure in a minute?
Speaker 10 (19:21):
Please?
Speaker 2 (19:22):
No, I've gotta tie my shoelace. Okay, tie it.
Speaker 3 (19:29):
I'm the foremost picture of rocks and all of the
boroughs in Greater New York except Brooklyn. After frisking Soak
and studying a flock of papers, he kept in what
looked like a diplomat's wallet. I turned them over to
the New York Police, credentials and all.
Speaker 9 (19:50):
It's an official case now, Craig of public concern, too
big for you to dominate.
Speaker 2 (19:54):
What's your verdict on Marcel Sirac?
Speaker 9 (19:56):
Here's what he says a confidential investigator detailed by the
authorities in Lisbon. I've checked my trans oceanic telephone. Those
two attempts on the Spencer Air were an embarrassment to
Portuguese officialdom. As an official gesture, they assigned Sourak to
watch over the boy, protect him, perhaps discover who was
plotting against him. How is Surak in Fuller'sham Hospital recovering
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from a broken head.
Speaker 2 (20:20):
You really beat him a reflex reaction. He threw a
gun on me.
Speaker 3 (20:25):
Did you identify that picture Joe the photographer brought you.
Speaker 2 (20:28):
I did.
Speaker 9 (20:29):
Wally Mavis, a Detroit import.
Speaker 1 (20:32):
He was a killer for hire.
Speaker 2 (20:35):
Did you say was distinctly? Don't tell me.
Speaker 9 (20:39):
Mavis was found dead at the foot of a cliff
by state troopers.
Speaker 2 (20:43):
An automobile wreck.
Speaker 3 (20:45):
Foot of a cliff. You couldn't be referring to the cliff.
Speaker 2 (20:49):
I almost went off.
Speaker 9 (20:50):
Mavers took the same arranged detour you did, only didn't
have the wheelsmanship at the dead end.
Speaker 2 (20:57):
Mayvs.
Speaker 3 (20:58):
Muff killings Spencer Junior in the airport farn So.
Speaker 9 (21:02):
So his employer shut him up forever.
Speaker 3 (21:05):
His employer huh, trav Yes, the hired killer Willly Mavis
as news of his death got nudget gotten out to
the press over the radio to John Q public, well,
no it has not. I don't think Mavis was identified
hardly an hour ago. Keep it like that, mum undisclosed.
Wally Mavis wasn't shut up. He's in the police hospital.
He survived the wreck. I see your scheme. I'm so
(21:28):
glad you do. Just don't gum it up.
Speaker 2 (21:31):
Huh.
Speaker 3 (21:40):
The ancestral home of the Spencer's twin oaks at the
usual high stone fences and baying hounds inside it. Long last,
I got to meet Uncle Stanley.
Speaker 10 (21:51):
Where's my nephew? Mister can you tell me your name?
Speaker 3 (21:55):
Now?
Speaker 2 (21:55):
Three times? Outside the door, at the door and in.
Speaker 4 (21:58):
The rest of your Oh, so you did you and
mister Howard Craig, Oh, my nephew was coming with you.
Speaker 10 (22:03):
The lawyer Talbot said, now, where's my nephew?
Speaker 3 (22:06):
In the margue, the Morgue. Did you say, I said
he's dead? He was murdered?
Speaker 10 (22:11):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (22:11):
No, was he Is that all the reaction? Mm?
Speaker 10 (22:15):
Oh, well, well what did you say now?
Speaker 3 (22:16):
I said, where's the reaction? You lost a favorite, nephew favorite?
Speaker 6 (22:21):
Oh?
Speaker 10 (22:21):
The boy was no favorite of mine. I noticed, fifteen
years in.
Speaker 7 (22:25):
That foreign land and coming home now.
Speaker 10 (22:27):
To steal what belongs to me? And where where do
you say he is now?
Speaker 3 (22:32):
Did you say taking in a movie? Where's Talbot and
Paul shandor sitting.
Speaker 10 (22:38):
In the library? The boy is no favorite of mine?
Fifteen years in that foreign land and now he comes home.
Speaker 2 (22:50):
In the library.
Speaker 3 (22:51):
Talbot managed to look that said he'd like to see
me boiled in oil. You were criminally dearly, Craig, I
fell for a pony detail. Young Spo was entrusted to
your charge, and now he's dead. Any excuses don't stand
with me. Is that a threat to who engineered Young
Spencer's murder?
Speaker 2 (23:08):
How should I know? Try to guess.
Speaker 3 (23:13):
I'm staying with this case until I nail a murderer Talbot.
Speaker 2 (23:16):
Neo chromite? What about neo chromite?
Speaker 3 (23:19):
It's the keystone to the entire Spencer fortune. An industrial
synthetic more revolutionary than plastics.
Speaker 2 (23:25):
It's the bell weather of the stock market.
Speaker 3 (23:29):
Shrewd traders have made fortunes in its market rise. Shrewder
traders have made greater fortunes in its market for too
complex for me? Where's the motor for murder and neo chromite?
I'm speaking hypothetically, mind you. Floyd Spencer's senior kept iron
control of neo chromite. Spencer control was jeopardized when he died,
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and Spencer control is over with Young Spencer's murders. At
the idea neo chromite becomes a free for all. Yes, yes,
there are literally scores of miniators who can profit by
Young Spencer's.
Speaker 2 (24:02):
Dead, scores of murder suspects, the.
Speaker 3 (24:04):
Stakes of beyond imagination. Suppose now we limit our imaginations
to Uncle Stanley only hypothetically? Mind you, what's Uncle's state
of mind? People you've talked to him? How about a
state of energy? Energy to hire a professional killer, then
going alone and rig your phony detours sign then hide
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out on a mountain top and fire a bullet into.
Speaker 2 (24:26):
His nephew's brain.
Speaker 3 (24:28):
It takes energy and zip and muscle, also some mental coordination.
Speaker 2 (24:33):
Does all Uncle add up to it?
Speaker 3 (24:34):
Oh? Possibly he's spry enough, remarkably active in fact for
his age, and charged with hatred. Hatred, hatred for the
wife and mother who deserted his brother, the late Floyd
Spencer's senior, Hatred for the boy come home to usurp
a fortune.
Speaker 2 (24:49):
A nice try, Tom, or what did you say?
Speaker 3 (24:52):
I set a nice try scores of suspects generally, and
a mentally defunct uncle specifically, A nice try to make
the situation beautifully confused.
Speaker 2 (25:03):
But it won't work. Just what nonsense is this?
Speaker 3 (25:06):
Craig, the hired killer, the one knocked off as a
precaution because I can, I have.
Speaker 2 (25:10):
A photograph of him.
Speaker 3 (25:12):
I'm referring to walle Mavers brought in from Detroit. He
didn't die Talbot as scheduled. Therefore, nice acting, nice facial control.
He'd be an Academy award Betton Pictures. If you weren't
going to the Electric Jair, Craig.
Speaker 2 (25:29):
You've lost your mind. I won't stand here and listen
to you. Then you'll lie here.
Speaker 3 (25:35):
Mavors survived the correct He lived to confess who hired him.
The last I heard MAVs talk twenty eight pages of
police evidence. On page one, he named you, MAVs named me.
He spelled your name out, big swore you hired him
to murder Floyd Spencer, junior psychological police trick with a
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beard like ripped thin winkles, but how it worked. Talbot
was too much of an amateur and murdered to smell
out the trick, or hold off from singing out his
guilt and the voice that started out baritone, lended falsetto
Trev Rodgers, moted himself over to Twin Oaks for some
post mortems.
Speaker 2 (26:20):
So Talvert had.
Speaker 9 (26:21):
Looted the Spencer estate and was afraid of an accounting check.
An accounting forced by young Spencer, and Talbot would go
to jail. Talbot wanted time, lots of time. He hoped
to make good as steps from the Spencer estate through
neo chromite, buy cheap, profit by the confused market reaction
created by the murder of the Spencer air buy cheap,
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then sell high.
Speaker 2 (26:44):
That's the whole story.
Speaker 3 (26:45):
Hiring me was a camouflage I screamed to hide behind.
Speaker 9 (26:49):
Not very clever in my book. Hiring you made Chalbot
of prime suspect.
Speaker 2 (26:54):
In my book too right from scratch. So let's not brang.
Speaker 9 (26:58):
Too bad by Young Spencer twenty one with forty million dollars.
Speaker 2 (27:02):
The whole wide world is.
Speaker 7 (27:04):
For the taking.
Speaker 2 (27:06):
Kind of a sad end.
Speaker 3 (27:07):
Then, don't shed tears trail for the wrong corpse, the
wrong corpse. Take again at this snapshot. I found it
out Marcel's sur Rak when I fished him.
Speaker 9 (27:18):
Hum picture Young Spencer's traveling companion, Paul Shando.
Speaker 3 (27:23):
There's a spitting of rust on your mental machinery.
Speaker 2 (27:26):
Lieutenant, say wait a minute.
Speaker 3 (27:29):
Uh huh Paul, Yes, mister Craig, Marcel Sarraq wasn't interested
in a Paul shandong. His assignment was Floyd Spencer Junior. Yes,
of course I guess this snapshot so Rak carried on
him to be Floyd Spencer junior. As a matter of fact,
I guess you to be Floyd Spencer Junior. Yes, I
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am Floyd Spencer.
Speaker 9 (27:54):
You changed identities with Paul Shando.
Speaker 2 (27:57):
Yes, in Lisbon before mister Talbot's arrival.
Speaker 10 (28:01):
It was Paul's idea to cheat cheater, as he said,
to ensure that.
Speaker 2 (28:07):
I lived.
Speaker 9 (28:09):
Quite a bogest to do what he did for you,
laying down his life for a friend.
Speaker 10 (28:16):
Paul was a bogest all through in Lieutent.
Speaker 9 (28:20):
He was a man I could never be.
Speaker 2 (28:23):
We uh. We made a bargain when.
Speaker 3 (28:26):
We exchanged identities.
Speaker 2 (28:28):
What was the bargain?
Speaker 10 (28:30):
That if he lost his life, I would lose my fortune?
Speaker 2 (28:35):
Lose it? How give it away? Befriend the world? Was
how Paul put it? And will you? I'll try to
keep to my bargain. I too want very much.
Speaker 10 (28:50):
To be a.
Speaker 3 (28:51):
Bogest only a million dollars and brother, does this sad
old world need different me?
Speaker 2 (28:59):
Good night, folks, See you next week.
Speaker 1 (29:17):
You've been listening to William Gargan in another exciting transcribe
mystery drama from the Adventures of Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator.
Speaker 2 (29:27):
To light story.
Speaker 1 (29:28):
Motive for Murder was written by John Robert. Next week
it's the strange story titled Murder in Mink, about which
Barry Craig has this to say.
Speaker 3 (29:40):
Next week, I meet a girl who has lost to
meet coach, a man who has lost his head, and
the copse which has lost its life.
Speaker 2 (29:49):
See you next week, folks.
Speaker 1 (29:59):
Featured in the World of Talbot was n Old Moss.
Barry Craig, starring William Gargan, was under the direction of
Hymon Brown, this is Don Pardo speaking.
Speaker 3 (30:24):
Next, Robert Montgomery presents something different in use analysis on
NBC
William Gargan stars as Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
When the high cost of.
Speaker 3 (00:13):
Living gets your nanny, folks walk that last mile, the
guy whose only grant is a high cost of dying.
Speaker 1 (00:30):
The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargan in another transcribed drama,
Mystery and Adventure with America's number one detective, Barry Craig,
Confidential Investigator.
Speaker 3 (00:56):
Barry Craig speaking over the hot stove winters while lubricating
your tonsils with a hot toddy.
Speaker 2 (01:03):
And wondering how long the spring.
Speaker 3 (01:06):
Freelance operators passed the time exactly the way barbers, ballplayers
and bookies passed the time they talk shopped the toughest
case you ever worked, the arch criminals you've met, and
the pot alibis you gripped shreds men.
Speaker 2 (01:21):
Will be kids. You pin a metal on yourself.
Speaker 3 (01:24):
The medal I always cop off comes when the fragging
gets around with the most dole, the most looted steak
in the case. My topper is a modest forty million dollars.
I got the case in the back robe of a
forty cent movie house over on Third Avenue. A Miss
Briggs came looking for me with a nusher behind her,
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throwing a spotlight on me with his flash. Mister Crag,
a tall lady and stiff courses who look like somebody's
loyal girl.
Speaker 2 (01:53):
Friday paging me.
Speaker 3 (01:54):
Mister Craig, sit down and enjoy a movie.
Speaker 4 (01:57):
Miss uh uhg, Miss Briggs.
Speaker 5 (02:00):
I can't stay. Thank you you are mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (02:04):
Red top, handsome, no rubber at the outdoor. K Am
I describing myself or flattering myself?
Speaker 5 (02:10):
You are describing.
Speaker 2 (02:11):
Yourself here then I'm Barry Craig, and that's for sure.
That's some popcorn.
Speaker 5 (02:15):
I'm not talk to you, but please not here in
the lounge.
Speaker 3 (02:20):
Gregorypec will be awfully mad if I walk out on.
Speaker 5 (02:22):
Him Pez, mister Craig.
Speaker 6 (02:24):
People are stairing.
Speaker 2 (02:26):
How did you corner me like this?
Speaker 5 (02:28):
Jake your elevator man, He said, you were always here
in the back row, taking your afternoon nap when you
weren't busy.
Speaker 3 (02:35):
Jake, remind me confide.
Speaker 2 (02:39):
Him so much? What's oh, you're only breaking in?
Speaker 3 (03:03):
Ms Briggs hire a confidential operator to meet clipper arriving
tonight Tango wild airport check time Talbot, what's the emergency?
Speaker 5 (03:13):
My employer mister Talbot is returning from abroad from Portugal
with a client, Floyd Spencer Junior.
Speaker 2 (03:21):
You pointed that up like I ought to know the name.
Floyd Spencer Junior.
Speaker 3 (03:26):
Let me think, Oh the neo chromide there, golden boy
who inherits an industrial fortune.
Speaker 5 (03:32):
Estimated at forty million dollars the lake. Floyd Sincer Senior
was very rich.
Speaker 3 (03:38):
You're forcing me to agree. I'm vague on the background. Uh,
I've got a block against airs. All I was left
was a shaving bug and a second hand.
Speaker 5 (03:46):
Toothbrush that Floyd Spencers separated more than fifteen years ago
when the boy was six. Missus Spencer lived abroad in
Portugal as a voluntary expatriate.
Speaker 3 (03:57):
The boy was rich and educated there, and now with
Spence it's a senior dad.
Speaker 2 (04:00):
She's coming home with sunny Bourne.
Speaker 5 (04:02):
No, Missus Spencer died in Portugal some weeks ago. The
boy is coming home, I mean the young man. My employer,
mister Talbot, has been the Spencer family attorney for a
very long time.
Speaker 3 (04:14):
The Spencer families now dwindled down to Floyd.
Speaker 5 (04:17):
Junior and an uncle, Uncle Stanley, the late Missus Spencer's brother.
Speaker 2 (04:22):
Why am I being hired?
Speaker 5 (04:23):
H Well, mister Talbot is wovely. There were two incidents
in Portugal clarified please, accidents involving Floyd Junior.
Speaker 3 (04:33):
Accidents on purpose. Is that why Talbot's worried?
Speaker 5 (04:36):
I've lived so yes, the estate, the size of the fortune,
and young Spencer's long estrangement from his deceased parent.
Speaker 2 (04:44):
The long exile as it was with a could be complication,
homicidal complications.
Speaker 5 (04:50):
That is, I don't want to use the word recklessly.
Speaker 2 (04:53):
A nice restraint mis braids my compliments. Forty million dollars.
Speaker 3 (04:58):
That grade of cabbages, uh, doesn't always excite the best
behavior in people.
Speaker 5 (05:02):
That this check is your retainer fifteen hundreds.
Speaker 3 (05:07):
This grade of cabbage, Miss Briggs, always excites the very
best of me. A fog lay over the tangle wild airport,
like blotches of green and gray paint.
Speaker 2 (05:22):
Hanging mid air.
Speaker 3 (05:24):
I waited on the edge of the landing field close
as I could get without risking sudden decapitation. And then
when the sky giants sat down to one load, I
chained stations and got close to the passenger.
Speaker 2 (05:35):
Walk looking to identify Talbot.
Speaker 3 (05:37):
From a picture Miss Briggs that equipped me with Talbot
simplified everything by identifying me mister Craig on the job
with a bright and shining face. I can barely see it,
mis miserable fog. Where's Spencer Junior?
Speaker 2 (05:49):
He's right behind me.
Speaker 1 (05:50):
Floyd, meet Barry Craig.
Speaker 7 (05:52):
How do you do this? Is Paul Shandor, mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (05:54):
Paul Shandor? Where does he fit into the party? Don't
be an obvious detective Craig.
Speaker 2 (06:00):
Please stick your hand our talbot.
Speaker 3 (06:03):
What four fifteen hundred your retainer? You're getting it back,
but I don't want it back if I'm responsible for
the safety of Junior here. I want to know who's
who in the party and why.
Speaker 8 (06:12):
Well, Paul Shandor is my traveling companion and friend, mister Craig.
Speaker 2 (06:16):
That answers my question. Now introduce me all over.
Speaker 7 (06:19):
Uh, Paul Shandor, mister Craig.
Speaker 2 (06:21):
I am happy to meet you, mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (06:23):
No offense intended, Paul, I was just being thorough. Oh,
I understand. Of course you are at Floyd's protection, and
I worry about it. Golden boy here stacks as high
as the national debt. We'll wait right here until everybody's
off the field and gone. After that, we'll leave through
a route I've mapped out, Craig, are these precautions admruple
as they are? It's why you hired me, Talbot, so
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let's not be impatient.
Speaker 2 (06:46):
Hun.
Speaker 3 (06:52):
The first punch shot of forty million dollars commenced as
we crossed the field toward a private door in the
administration from me the gunner wearing the fire for a shroud.
Speaker 2 (07:02):
I thought everybody had stay down.
Speaker 6 (07:04):
It was it got hit.
Speaker 7 (07:06):
I did, mister Craig, my.
Speaker 3 (07:08):
Leg you're forty million dollar lake. It's twenty yards at
the door. Crawl taught at everybody, crawl now, Craig, I'm
a charge tabbot. It's crawl inforty style. It's a killer
out there making a fog work wonders for him. Stand
up and you're a ghana.
Speaker 2 (07:32):
In the Administration building, Spencer Junior got.
Speaker 3 (07:34):
His leg wound cleaned and caught her eyed and a
shot of penicillin to keep bacteria from getting ideas. It's
only a superficial flesh wound. The doctor says, thank the
fog for that, and the fog save Floyd's life. Yes,
but it also enabled the assassin's escape.
Speaker 2 (07:48):
If he's escaped. If I don't understand, walk with me, talbot.
Speaker 3 (07:53):
I mapped out a route, they said the plan, remember, yes,
an empty field, then through a private door, just our party.
Once in that door, two airport cops were to fall
in with us, stay with us until we climbed into
a waiting limousine. Was well enough conceived if only the
assassin hadn't chosen the field itself for an ambuscade.
Speaker 2 (08:14):
He wasn't always there.
Speaker 3 (08:16):
He got on the field after the clipper landed and
emptied it.
Speaker 2 (08:19):
Why don't huddle? Oh it had.
Speaker 3 (08:23):
I had the big search lights play over the field
before we started across to the administration door. Yes, yes,
there were search lights for a moment, then two blinks stopped,
one blink to signal me everything was okay.
Speaker 2 (08:34):
Before our party started across.
Speaker 3 (08:37):
Our Gunna sneaked down to the field through the same
door we were heading taut But why through the same door,
because he had to for timing and target range regular
field gates measure two hundred and fifty to four hundred
yards away.
Speaker 2 (08:50):
Oh, when the fog.
Speaker 3 (08:51):
Would make such marksmanship improbable?
Speaker 2 (08:53):
Make it impossible?
Speaker 3 (08:55):
Your stress on that same door and on the time element.
It obviously has significance.
Speaker 2 (09:01):
It does.
Speaker 3 (09:02):
It signifies Joe Potato. Joe Potato over there on the bench.
Speaker 2 (09:08):
I brought him out with me.
Speaker 3 (09:10):
Joe takes pictures with an eye for goons, creeps and canavos.
Speaker 2 (09:14):
Oh, Joel, come in, Hey, Craig, I don't want to
be whitking around along. He's drafting here. No good for
my rheumatism. Made a friend, Joel, mister talbot, Joe Potato.
Speaker 4 (09:23):
I've been telling you and telling you Nixon the nickname Craig.
Speaker 2 (09:26):
It ain't doing me no good socially. Oh what other
name it began? Well, I like Joe the photographer. It's
got advertising it. Oh, clever, clever.
Speaker 4 (09:35):
So let me tell you the picture.
Speaker 6 (09:36):
Already in blow huff.
Speaker 2 (09:37):
You've got to develop I told.
Speaker 4 (09:39):
You the box ain't work, is automatic. He's got his
own developer built in the bag.
Speaker 2 (09:46):
Now here's the picture. I'll give me what you promise me.
Here you were twenty.
Speaker 4 (09:51):
I'm rooked in this deal, freezing out here for hours
for allows he twenty I'll be spending on radio die termy.
Speaker 3 (09:57):
Uh this picture, Craig man, I see it? Sure you
believe this fellow to be the accession. Tell Talbot Joe,
only one.
Speaker 4 (10:07):
Guy went out that private door, and that pictures him.
Speaker 3 (10:30):
I leave your safe quarters, Trev Rodgers. Oh, Barry Craig,
you shout far away.
Speaker 2 (10:36):
It's a last guy at home.
Speaker 3 (10:38):
Tangle Wild Airport, Long Island.
Speaker 2 (10:40):
Sorry, there's a clip of leaving.
Speaker 9 (10:41):
The hindustand at an hour.
Speaker 2 (10:43):
Climb about it, Craig with a one way ticket.
Speaker 3 (10:45):
There's a character in balloon pants leaving here for your
office in three minutes.
Speaker 2 (10:49):
Joe the photographer, Joe Potato, he just changed his name.
Speaker 3 (10:53):
Why are you sending of the bad He's carrying a
photograph the face you see on post office siculars. Check
it with your rogues gatory file.
Speaker 2 (11:01):
What's the rap? Hunting? Out of season?
Speaker 6 (11:04):
The game?
Speaker 3 (11:04):
When you've got something, tryphoning me at the Floyd Spencer estate,
Twin Oaks in Southampton.
Speaker 2 (11:12):
Telepont, Greg, you grow along.
Speaker 3 (11:14):
Great bed, so be a trader to your police. So
what's one more killer.
Speaker 2 (11:18):
On the loose? Killer? Craig, I insisted, good bye now.
Speaker 3 (11:32):
When Spencer Junior dropped the anguish look from his royal
kisser and I questioned him privately in my giloppe driving
to the Spencer Place with Talbot and Shandor.
Speaker 2 (11:41):
Gone on ahead.
Speaker 3 (11:43):
I wanted information, and I also wanted the bang of
being all alone with forty million buds.
Speaker 8 (11:48):
I'm not sure I understand your questions, mister Craig.
Speaker 3 (11:51):
Excuse my peasant English. You're a target for murder?
Speaker 7 (11:55):
Sonny, Yes, I apparently am.
Speaker 2 (11:57):
There were two other attempts on you abroad. I wanna
know about them.
Speaker 8 (12:01):
I'll a fall from a horse during a polo match.
The stirrup had suddenly torn free. There were evidences of
a knife, the straps had been tampered with.
Speaker 2 (12:09):
Uh tamp number two.
Speaker 8 (12:11):
After dinner one night, I became violently ill a tomain attack.
Speaker 7 (12:15):
I was rushed to a hospital.
Speaker 2 (12:17):
Your food had been poisoned. I suppose it was. Yes,
Whom do you suspect?
Speaker 7 (12:21):
Nobody? If I have enemies, I don't know them.
Speaker 2 (12:24):
Who profits by your death?
Speaker 7 (12:26):
Who profits?
Speaker 2 (12:27):
Uh? The estate? Who gets it?
Speaker 5 (12:29):
Oh?
Speaker 7 (12:29):
Well, uh, my uncle Stanley. I suppose he's the closest
relative I have.
Speaker 2 (12:34):
Is there any other information you think I should have?
Speaker 8 (12:37):
I I don't want to attach importance to something possibly
imaginative or a pure coincidence.
Speaker 2 (12:43):
Let me interpret it.
Speaker 8 (12:44):
You tell it well for weeks in Lisbon, in Cairo,
and later again in Lisbon.
Speaker 7 (12:48):
I had the feeling I was being followed and watched.
Speaker 8 (12:51):
I turned unexpectedly and see a person somewhere in the background,
always the same person.
Speaker 2 (12:57):
Describe this person a.
Speaker 7 (12:58):
Bland face like an oor Antles's bland, A man.
Speaker 8 (13:02):
Of dainty size, simply clothed and uh wearing a fez.
Speaker 3 (13:05):
A fez, yes, a bright red fez. Where did you
see him last?
Speaker 8 (13:11):
I dislike saying this positively, then say it negatively.
Speaker 2 (13:15):
Only say it.
Speaker 8 (13:16):
I'm not sure, but that he wasn't on the clipper
coming across There was such a person, a face reminiscent
of the man I've described, only only well he wasn't
wearing the fez.
Speaker 3 (13:30):
Missing those ditches is like hedgehopping. You see what I
see up ahead?
Speaker 7 (13:34):
A barrier across the road, a.
Speaker 3 (13:36):
Pole between two wooden horses, and not a lantern or
flatter market.
Speaker 2 (13:39):
Oh there is a sign tacked on it, and you'll.
Speaker 8 (13:43):
Make out what it says, detour road repairs ahead.
Speaker 7 (13:48):
The arrow points left were the detour left.
Speaker 3 (13:51):
Yeah, Hey, this is a road like a wagon trail. Hey,
how high does this climb? When do we connect back
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with the main road.
Speaker 7 (14:14):
The visibility is worse. I suggest your.
Speaker 2 (14:16):
Bright lights there on. We're all the good they are. Hey,
we're risking our.
Speaker 8 (14:21):
Necks, mister Craig at dead end.
Speaker 2 (14:23):
Dead end, it's off the mountain, you mean, cross your fingers.
Speaker 6 (14:26):
I gotta crash.
Speaker 2 (14:37):
I came out of the concussion worrying about a tooth
and a lower gum.
Speaker 3 (14:42):
Pushed my tongue against it, and it swung like an
old time saloon dog damages to the car of minor
dented grill, the hood with folds like carrgated cardboard. They
stood beside the car, breathing in deep fueling my lungs
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before I remember to worry about Spencer Junior. The kid
lay unconscious on the front seat where he'd been riding
beside me, quiet with his eyes wide open, like a
guy stunned into a trance, normal enough reaction to a
car borrowing itself into a cliff side. Chafed his wrists
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to get the blood circulating, and he'd come to as
good as new, Spencer Spencer. Only thing Spencer Junior wasn't
coming to ever. I was rubbing the wrists and patting
the cheeks of a dead man. I determined the cause
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of death by tracing a trickle running down his cheeks,
trickle of blood that bounced off his collar and soaked
into his clothes. A head injury over the year, but
it hadn't come from the crash. The real cause of
death had a touch of voodoo. Floyd Spencer Junior had
been shot in the head. A tried starting the car
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without of a luck. My gelope would need towing, that is,
if a tow car would dare up the old wagon road.
I was standing around, keeping a corpse company and wondering
how to get both of us back to civilization when
the Fez rode into the picture, a car tuning its
horn and shimmering its lights up the old wagon road
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taught me. I watched the car door open and a
Fez pop out, bland face like an orientals a man
of dainty signs just as Spencer Junior had described him.
Your card is disabled, Your eyesight's better than that it crashed.
Speaker 10 (17:09):
Yes, now I see, And your companion, where is he?
Speaker 2 (17:14):
Dead on the front seat.
Speaker 10 (17:15):
Dead from so small a collision.
Speaker 2 (17:17):
Dead from a bullet in his brain. So who are you,
Marcel Surac? How did you come to be tagging up here.
Speaker 10 (17:24):
In pursuit of you.
Speaker 3 (17:25):
Of course, what detained you? I have an admiring landscape
up here. Fifteen minutes at least.
Speaker 10 (17:30):
I lost contact with you on the detour.
Speaker 2 (17:33):
The phony detour.
Speaker 3 (17:34):
The way I figure it now, somebody rigged that detour
to send me up a mountain that's spiraled or a
dead end.
Speaker 10 (17:39):
Yes, the dtour was how do you say manufactured? I
examined it.
Speaker 2 (17:45):
I didn't.
Speaker 3 (17:46):
I still want to know how you've caught up with
my party way up here.
Speaker 10 (17:49):
Your tire tracks in the pitch.
Speaker 3 (17:51):
Dark with headlights swallowed up and mists.
Speaker 10 (17:53):
I am very expert in scientific pursuit.
Speaker 3 (17:56):
Yeah, I heard Cairo Lisbon on the Clipper. Without your fees,
you stay closer to the late Spencer Junior than a skin.
Speaker 10 (18:05):
Why for the present, I do not care to divulge.
Speaker 3 (18:09):
Change your mind, mister. The kid was murdered while we
both lay unconscious after that crash. Someone waited up here
for a free shot of the kid. If I miraculously
ket the car from going over the cliff, it was
in my care and I flopped. I fell for the detail.
Gag now, talk or I'll tear you apart.
Speaker 10 (18:28):
It is so very foolish. Force will not succeed.
Speaker 2 (18:31):
It won't huh. Let's see if you're right.
Speaker 10 (18:33):
You are so very foolish. Forts will not succeed. I
am pleased to remind you.
Speaker 2 (18:41):
That fancy flip that sent me sailing. What's the trick
jiu jitsu?
Speaker 10 (18:46):
I am the finest exponent of jiu jitsu in the world.
Speaker 2 (18:49):
Oh, let's have another go at it.
Speaker 10 (18:51):
Oh, this time I will shoot you a god.
Speaker 2 (18:54):
Huh.
Speaker 10 (18:55):
You are under arrest, mister Craig, come again. I am
a confidential investigator.
Speaker 3 (19:00):
You're a confidential investigator.
Speaker 10 (19:02):
Licensed by the governments of Egypt and Portugal. In my pocket,
I have credentials and a letter of introduction to your authorities.
Speaker 2 (19:11):
What's the charge against me? Murder?
Speaker 10 (19:13):
I am sure that you have murdered the young man
Floyd Spencer Junior. Please to enter my car.
Speaker 2 (19:19):
Sure in a minute?
Speaker 10 (19:21):
Please?
Speaker 2 (19:22):
No, I've gotta tie my shoelace. Okay, tie it.
Speaker 3 (19:29):
I'm the foremost picture of rocks and all of the
boroughs in Greater New York except Brooklyn. After frisking Soak
and studying a flock of papers, he kept in what
looked like a diplomat's wallet. I turned them over to
the New York Police, credentials and all.
Speaker 9 (19:50):
It's an official case now, Craig of public concern, too
big for you to dominate.
Speaker 2 (19:54):
What's your verdict on Marcel Sirac?
Speaker 9 (19:56):
Here's what he says a confidential investigator detailed by the
authorities in Lisbon. I've checked my trans oceanic telephone. Those
two attempts on the Spencer Air were an embarrassment to
Portuguese officialdom. As an official gesture, they assigned Sourak to
watch over the boy, protect him, perhaps discover who was
plotting against him. How is Surak in Fuller'sham Hospital recovering
(20:19):
from a broken head.
Speaker 2 (20:20):
You really beat him a reflex reaction. He threw a
gun on me.
Speaker 3 (20:25):
Did you identify that picture Joe the photographer brought you.
Speaker 2 (20:28):
I did.
Speaker 9 (20:29):
Wally Mavis, a Detroit import.
Speaker 1 (20:32):
He was a killer for hire.
Speaker 2 (20:35):
Did you say was distinctly? Don't tell me.
Speaker 9 (20:39):
Mavis was found dead at the foot of a cliff
by state troopers.
Speaker 2 (20:43):
An automobile wreck.
Speaker 3 (20:45):
Foot of a cliff. You couldn't be referring to the cliff.
Speaker 2 (20:49):
I almost went off.
Speaker 9 (20:50):
Mavers took the same arranged detour you did, only didn't
have the wheelsmanship at the dead end.
Speaker 2 (20:57):
Mayvs.
Speaker 3 (20:58):
Muff killings Spencer Junior in the airport farn So.
Speaker 9 (21:02):
So his employer shut him up forever.
Speaker 3 (21:05):
His employer huh, trav Yes, the hired killer Willly Mavis
as news of his death got nudget gotten out to
the press over the radio to John Q public, well,
no it has not. I don't think Mavis was identified
hardly an hour ago. Keep it like that, mum undisclosed.
Wally Mavis wasn't shut up. He's in the police hospital.
He survived the wreck. I see your scheme. I'm so
(21:28):
glad you do. Just don't gum it up.
Speaker 2 (21:31):
Huh.
Speaker 3 (21:40):
The ancestral home of the Spencer's twin oaks at the
usual high stone fences and baying hounds inside it. Long last,
I got to meet Uncle Stanley.
Speaker 10 (21:51):
Where's my nephew? Mister can you tell me your name?
Speaker 3 (21:55):
Now?
Speaker 2 (21:55):
Three times? Outside the door, at the door and in.
Speaker 4 (21:58):
The rest of your Oh, so you did you and
mister Howard Craig, Oh, my nephew was coming with you.
Speaker 10 (22:03):
The lawyer Talbot said, now, where's my nephew?
Speaker 3 (22:06):
In the margue, the Morgue. Did you say, I said
he's dead? He was murdered?
Speaker 10 (22:11):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (22:11):
No, was he Is that all the reaction? Mm?
Speaker 10 (22:15):
Oh, well, well what did you say now?
Speaker 3 (22:16):
I said, where's the reaction? You lost a favorite, nephew favorite?
Speaker 6 (22:21):
Oh?
Speaker 10 (22:21):
The boy was no favorite of mine. I noticed, fifteen
years in.
Speaker 7 (22:25):
That foreign land and coming home now.
Speaker 10 (22:27):
To steal what belongs to me? And where where do
you say he is now?
Speaker 3 (22:32):
Did you say taking in a movie? Where's Talbot and
Paul shandor sitting.
Speaker 10 (22:38):
In the library? The boy is no favorite of mine?
Fifteen years in that foreign land and now he comes home.
Speaker 2 (22:50):
In the library.
Speaker 3 (22:51):
Talbot managed to look that said he'd like to see
me boiled in oil. You were criminally dearly, Craig, I
fell for a pony detail. Young Spo was entrusted to
your charge, and now he's dead. Any excuses don't stand
with me. Is that a threat to who engineered Young
Spencer's murder?
Speaker 2 (23:08):
How should I know? Try to guess.
Speaker 3 (23:13):
I'm staying with this case until I nail a murderer Talbot.
Speaker 2 (23:16):
Neo chromite? What about neo chromite?
Speaker 3 (23:19):
It's the keystone to the entire Spencer fortune. An industrial
synthetic more revolutionary than plastics.
Speaker 2 (23:25):
It's the bell weather of the stock market.
Speaker 3 (23:29):
Shrewd traders have made fortunes in its market rise. Shrewder
traders have made greater fortunes in its market for too
complex for me? Where's the motor for murder and neo chromite?
I'm speaking hypothetically, mind you. Floyd Spencer's senior kept iron
control of neo chromite. Spencer control was jeopardized when he died,
(23:51):
and Spencer control is over with Young Spencer's murders. At
the idea neo chromite becomes a free for all. Yes, yes,
there are literally scores of miniators who can profit by
Young Spencer's.
Speaker 2 (24:02):
Dead, scores of murder suspects, the.
Speaker 3 (24:04):
Stakes of beyond imagination. Suppose now we limit our imaginations
to Uncle Stanley only hypothetically? Mind you, what's Uncle's state
of mind? People you've talked to him? How about a
state of energy? Energy to hire a professional killer, then
going alone and rig your phony detours sign then hide
(24:25):
out on a mountain top and fire a bullet into.
Speaker 2 (24:26):
His nephew's brain.
Speaker 3 (24:28):
It takes energy and zip and muscle, also some mental coordination.
Speaker 2 (24:33):
Does all Uncle add up to it?
Speaker 3 (24:34):
Oh? Possibly he's spry enough, remarkably active in fact for
his age, and charged with hatred. Hatred, hatred for the
wife and mother who deserted his brother, the late Floyd
Spencer's senior, Hatred for the boy come home to usurp
a fortune.
Speaker 2 (24:49):
A nice try, Tom, or what did you say?
Speaker 3 (24:52):
I set a nice try scores of suspects generally, and
a mentally defunct uncle specifically, A nice try to make
the situation beautifully confused.
Speaker 2 (25:03):
But it won't work. Just what nonsense is this?
Speaker 3 (25:06):
Craig, the hired killer, the one knocked off as a
precaution because I can, I have.
Speaker 2 (25:10):
A photograph of him.
Speaker 3 (25:12):
I'm referring to walle Mavers brought in from Detroit. He
didn't die Talbot as scheduled. Therefore, nice acting, nice facial control.
He'd be an Academy award Betton Pictures. If you weren't
going to the Electric Jair, Craig.
Speaker 2 (25:29):
You've lost your mind. I won't stand here and listen
to you. Then you'll lie here.
Speaker 3 (25:35):
Mavors survived the correct He lived to confess who hired him.
The last I heard MAVs talk twenty eight pages of
police evidence. On page one, he named you, MAVs named me.
He spelled your name out, big swore you hired him
to murder Floyd Spencer, junior psychological police trick with a
(26:02):
beard like ripped thin winkles, but how it worked. Talbot
was too much of an amateur and murdered to smell
out the trick, or hold off from singing out his
guilt and the voice that started out baritone, lended falsetto
Trev Rodgers, moted himself over to Twin Oaks for some
post mortems.
Speaker 2 (26:20):
So Talvert had.
Speaker 9 (26:21):
Looted the Spencer estate and was afraid of an accounting check.
An accounting forced by young Spencer, and Talbot would go
to jail. Talbot wanted time, lots of time. He hoped
to make good as steps from the Spencer estate through
neo chromite, buy cheap, profit by the confused market reaction
created by the murder of the Spencer air buy cheap,
(26:43):
then sell high.
Speaker 2 (26:44):
That's the whole story.
Speaker 3 (26:45):
Hiring me was a camouflage I screamed to hide behind.
Speaker 9 (26:49):
Not very clever in my book. Hiring you made Chalbot
of prime suspect.
Speaker 2 (26:54):
In my book too right from scratch. So let's not brang.
Speaker 9 (26:58):
Too bad by Young Spencer twenty one with forty million dollars.
Speaker 2 (27:02):
The whole wide world is.
Speaker 7 (27:04):
For the taking.
Speaker 2 (27:06):
Kind of a sad end.
Speaker 3 (27:07):
Then, don't shed tears trail for the wrong corpse, the
wrong corpse. Take again at this snapshot. I found it
out Marcel's sur Rak when I fished him.
Speaker 9 (27:18):
Hum picture Young Spencer's traveling companion, Paul Shando.
Speaker 3 (27:23):
There's a spitting of rust on your mental machinery.
Speaker 2 (27:26):
Lieutenant, say wait a minute.
Speaker 3 (27:29):
Uh huh Paul, Yes, mister Craig, Marcel Sarraq wasn't interested
in a Paul shandong. His assignment was Floyd Spencer Junior. Yes,
of course I guess this snapshot so Rak carried on
him to be Floyd Spencer junior. As a matter of fact,
I guess you to be Floyd Spencer Junior. Yes, I
(27:53):
am Floyd Spencer.
Speaker 9 (27:54):
You changed identities with Paul Shando.
Speaker 2 (27:57):
Yes, in Lisbon before mister Talbot's arrival.
Speaker 10 (28:01):
It was Paul's idea to cheat cheater, as he said,
to ensure that.
Speaker 2 (28:07):
I lived.
Speaker 9 (28:09):
Quite a bogest to do what he did for you,
laying down his life for a friend.
Speaker 10 (28:16):
Paul was a bogest all through in Lieutent.
Speaker 9 (28:20):
He was a man I could never be.
Speaker 2 (28:23):
We uh. We made a bargain when.
Speaker 3 (28:26):
We exchanged identities.
Speaker 2 (28:28):
What was the bargain?
Speaker 10 (28:30):
That if he lost his life, I would lose my fortune?
Speaker 2 (28:35):
Lose it? How give it away? Befriend the world? Was
how Paul put it? And will you? I'll try to
keep to my bargain. I too want very much.
Speaker 10 (28:50):
To be a.
Speaker 3 (28:51):
Bogest only a million dollars and brother, does this sad
old world need different me?
Speaker 2 (28:59):
Good night, folks, See you next week.
Speaker 1 (29:17):
You've been listening to William Gargan in another exciting transcribe
mystery drama from the Adventures of Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator.
Speaker 2 (29:27):
To light story.
Speaker 1 (29:28):
Motive for Murder was written by John Robert. Next week
it's the strange story titled Murder in Mink, about which
Barry Craig has this to say.
Speaker 3 (29:40):
Next week, I meet a girl who has lost to
meet coach, a man who has lost his head, and
the copse which has lost its life.
Speaker 2 (29:49):
See you next week, folks.
Speaker 1 (29:59):
Featured in the World of Talbot was n Old Moss.
Barry Craig, starring William Gargan, was under the direction of
Hymon Brown, this is Don Pardo speaking.
Speaker 3 (30:24):
Next, Robert Montgomery presents something different in use analysis on
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