May 23, 2025 • 28 mins
Follows a savvy female private investigator as she tackles cases with intelligence and style in a male-dominated field.
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Speaker 1 (00:07):
Hello, you've gone to a two nine. Yes, this is
Candy Madson.
Speaker 2 (00:21):
Did you ever know a girl private detective?
Speaker 3 (00:23):
Perhaps not?
Speaker 4 (00:24):
They're pretty rare. Well, we've got one. Candy Madson is
the name, and she's both pretty and rare.
Speaker 2 (00:31):
Figure.
Speaker 4 (00:32):
She picks up where Miss America leaves off clothes. She
makes a peasant dress look like Opening Night at the opera.
Hair blonde, of course, and eyes just the right shade
of blue to match the hair.
Speaker 2 (00:44):
You're expecting more. All right, let's meet her. She's on
the phone now.
Speaker 4 (00:48):
In her petthouse on Telegraph Hill in San Francisco.
Speaker 1 (00:54):
Hello, Candy Madson, Well blessed I ever love a little
mole cereal number.
Speaker 3 (00:58):
Candy Madson?
Speaker 1 (00:59):
Watch out how you go tossing your serial number around? Kelly?
Speaker 2 (01:02):
Who is this, Candy?
Speaker 3 (01:03):
Hope you remember me? This is Sergeant Kenley down at
Ford or.
Speaker 1 (01:06):
Kenley the galon the GI who filled my slipper with
beer and drank it.
Speaker 3 (01:10):
That's me, the poor man that I'm in Jim Brady, Sure,
I remember you.
Speaker 1 (01:14):
I met you when I was down at Ford or
with the USO. What's on your mind? Kenley? Wait a minute,
I'll put it this way. What's new?
Speaker 3 (01:20):
No like this is new. We're having a big shin
to get the Senior Non Commissioned Officers Club tomorrow night,
and you were elected.
Speaker 1 (01:25):
That's the girl most likely finished the sentence.
Speaker 3 (01:28):
Oh, Kate, that's the girl most likely to be the
queen of a ball.
Speaker 1 (01:31):
Kenny, you mad lad, I'd adore it. But what would
I do for a chaperone? I want don't play dull?
You heard me?
Speaker 3 (01:38):
Oh oh oh, sure, well why don't you bring your mother?
Speaker 1 (01:40):
Wonderful idea? And I know just the fellow, Roger Kenley.
I'll report to the orderly room sometime tomorrow afternoon at
Ford or that's the way things happen with me. So casually.
I'm at home on Telegraph Hill, overlooking Santa Francisco Bay,
polishing a few old Sapphires when the phone rings. Sounds innocent,
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doesn't it, But uh huh. I ran into two rather
grizzly murders in Modterey. Wants them to tail listen. When
I told the sergeant I knew just a fellow to
be my mother. I met my old pal, Rembrandt Watson
in former days. Rembrandt an a one photographer. Now that
he doesn't imbibe used to see double by noon, triple
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by four, and complete darkness by eight. One night, the
darkness became too dense and he suddenly saw the light.
That's when he threw all his bottles out the windows.
Of course, he was arrested for disturbing the peace, but
he hasn't touched a drop since. And when I mentioned
rembrand as my chaperone, I wasn't fooling. He's been like
a mother to me many many times. He was just
back from his vacation. So I got in my car
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and drove over Powell and down California Street. At Grand
Avenue stands Old Saint Mary's, and on the bell tower,
just underneath the clock, there's a sign that says son
observed the time and fly from evil. I'd seen it before,
but somehow that afternoon it hadn't added me. I parked
my car and went across the street ram Brandt's apartment.
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Candy ram Brandt, you, oh, dear, how are you wonderful?
Speaker 2 (03:12):
Just wonderful, darling? You're looking simply grand.
Speaker 1 (03:16):
Slice at center, ram Brandch You've only been gone three weeks.
Speaker 2 (03:18):
I'm sorry, dear, they'll come in, won't you. I'm just
having some tea. Once you join me, Candy, I'd love it.
It's already hopefully big pick play Bob.
Speaker 1 (03:28):
Wait a minute, what was that again?
Speaker 2 (03:30):
In case you don't know, Dub, that's Bob.
Speaker 1 (03:32):
Where did you ever pick up Bob?
Speaker 2 (03:34):
I was visiting a friend of mine last night, a
professor of psychology over that institution across the Bay, California,
No San Quentin. He's a pronologist. He played some bop
records for me.
Speaker 1 (03:44):
Well, what do you think of Bob Rembrandt.
Speaker 2 (03:46):
They say it's the latest thing. Why, girl, I can
remember when they were playing bos back in nineteen twenty six.
You can in certainly only in those days they called
it Vodo doo doo, voda door do yo dough. Here's
your te Dub, it's warm.
Speaker 1 (03:58):
Thanks.
Speaker 2 (04:00):
What brings your boss afternoon? County?
Speaker 1 (04:01):
Dear you, I've got an invite to a ball for
both of them.
Speaker 2 (04:04):
How delightful. I'll get my grand Marshal's uniform out of
me trucks.
Speaker 1 (04:08):
It's not that kind of a ball, ducky. It's just
a dance for soldiers at Fort or fourth Ard that's
down in Moterey. That's right, and I want you to
go along as my Shepherone family.
Speaker 2 (04:17):
I really love it good.
Speaker 1 (04:18):
I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow.
Speaker 2 (04:20):
Oh, I'm sorry, I have an appointment at too. You
run along and I'll get the Jummoti specials.
Speaker 1 (04:25):
Okay, and i'll pick you up.
Speaker 2 (04:27):
The station in moderate Land's fended. Oh by the way, dear, I'm.
Speaker 1 (04:31):
Just a little Oh sure here take twenty No, no,
not that much, county, No, no, no, yourself. I in sick.
Speaker 2 (04:38):
God, I'm so glad you're firm about these things. Thanks
Heaven so much.
Speaker 1 (04:42):
Not at all, thanks to the tea, Ram Bred. I'll
see you in Moderay. I gave ram Bread a little
chuck under the chin. He quivered his bushy eyebrows, and
I left. If I was going to be queen of
a military ball, I had to get some royal raymonds.
I picked up a man antea and the strappers evening
gun you had to hold up by sheer concentration and
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deep breathing. Then I had a quiet dinner for one
please James, and went home and climbed aboard the Dream Express.
Quite early. When I woke up, I had the nasty
feeling that I had something to do, and I remembered
I had a date that evening with Mallard at Inspector
Ray Mallard of San Francisco Homicide. The nomenclature reads six
to two weight one ninety nice features. Smart guy when
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it comes to solving a crime, but when it comes
to talking about us in the future, he freezes up completely.
I got dressed and whipped down to the Hall of
Justice on Carney Street.
Speaker 4 (05:35):
Well, Candy, how Telegraph Hill's greatest lady detective at.
Speaker 1 (05:39):
The moment, Mallard, Dear, I'm.
Speaker 2 (05:40):
Just between detects, kind of slow.
Speaker 1 (05:42):
Huh No, not slow. I just wrapped up a case.
Speaker 4 (05:44):
Now.
Speaker 1 (05:44):
I want to take it easy for a few days.
Speaker 2 (05:46):
I've got news for you, Candy, such as like what
such as? Like I can't keep our date for tonight.
Speaker 1 (05:51):
Oh, Mallard, I'd been counting on it.
Speaker 2 (05:54):
I know, Candy, I sure. Sorry. How do I know
this guy was going to do what he did out
in the Taravalle district?
Speaker 1 (06:00):
Playing straight? I say, what did the guy do on
in the Tarraville district?
Speaker 2 (06:03):
He parlayed a sudden impulse into a seat in the
gas chamber. How so he done in his old lady smeller?
Don't talk like that, Okay? He ostracized his wife from
the world of the living with a pipe that's better
over the head.
Speaker 1 (06:18):
I get the picture. Anyway, I've got news for.
Speaker 2 (06:20):
You too, and yours would be.
Speaker 1 (06:22):
I'd have to break our date tonight anyway.
Speaker 2 (06:24):
Uh huh. I just knew I was gonna get stood up.
And tonight's the night. The text a cup is playing
in Loves of Laredo, Candy, it's Acuff's best movie.
Speaker 1 (06:33):
Acuff. We'll just have to keep his chin up. You're
busy in the Tarraville and I've got to be at
a dance the NCO Club at Ford Ordon.
Speaker 2 (06:40):
Oh, that's right, I am busy tonight. So you're going
to Ford or huh mm hm. Weren't you there a
couple of times during the war.
Speaker 1 (06:48):
That's right, with the Usso.
Speaker 2 (06:50):
That same sergeant still there.
Speaker 1 (06:52):
The same sergeant. He's the one who asked me tonight.
Speaker 2 (06:55):
This calls for drastic action.
Speaker 1 (06:58):
Come here, Candy, Mallard. It was one of those rare moments.
Mallard kissed me. Part of me floated out of his office,
then part of me floated back in and picked up
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the rest of me. Then all of me floated out again,
and I realized I'd forgotten my hat. I went back
and got it. Then I saw I didn't have my purse.
I went back and got that.
Speaker 2 (07:27):
Keep this up and you won't even get past Market Street,
let alone the Ford Org.
Speaker 1 (07:36):
That Mallard, he can do the sweetest thing sometimes. That
was one of them. I got in the car, shifted
into low, and that's the last I remember until I
came to in front of the Rancho and Carmel. Obviously,
one kiss for Mallard was better than a tankful of
hundred proof octane. I registered, got a cabana out and back, showered, changed,
and drove back into town. The drive down must have
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been dusty, because I was extremely dry. So I stopped
griff a cute little place with old piatrical pictures all
over the wall.
Speaker 2 (08:05):
Yes, miss, would you care for something?
Speaker 1 (08:07):
Oh? Yes, uh a martini please?
Speaker 2 (08:08):
Very dry, very dry? Right.
Speaker 1 (08:10):
Oh you're new here, aren't you?
Speaker 2 (08:12):
Yes, I am. I started working here about three weeks ago.
Speaker 1 (08:15):
I thought, so. I was down about a month ago,
but I don't remember seeing you.
Speaker 2 (08:18):
No, the fella who was here became ill. Mister Griffin
hired me.
Speaker 1 (08:22):
Nice place to work.
Speaker 2 (08:23):
Oh yes, it's very enjoyable here. You are, miss thank you.
Speaker 1 (08:27):
I I know you don't know who I am, but
I'm a very good friend of mister Griffin's and I
came away without any money. Could you catch a check
for me?
Speaker 2 (08:35):
I don't know, I'd like to, But do you have
any identification with you?
Speaker 1 (08:40):
Oh? Yes, of course you're my driver's license.
Speaker 2 (08:43):
Madson Candy Matson. Now I know why I thought I
recognized you. Aren't you presiding over the dance tonight at
Ford Ord?
Speaker 1 (08:53):
Well?
Speaker 2 (08:54):
Yes, why I saw your picture in the paper yesterday yesterday, but.
Speaker 1 (08:59):
I only knew I thought it myself yet. Oh that Kenley,
What an operator.
Speaker 2 (09:04):
I'll be happy to cash your check, Miss Maddie.
Speaker 1 (09:06):
Good, I'm going to need it. A queen has to
scatter a little gold amongst your subjects. The lad cashed
my check and I left for the fort. I drove
out past Seaside, then on past Ord Billy John to
the reservation itself. The guard motioned me through the south
gate with a wave of his hand and a yep,
still the same old Ford Ords. I wove my way
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through the streets and finally pulled up in front of
the Senior NCO Clubs. As I got out, there was
my Palal Kenley coming down the steps and it's fatigues yet.
Speaker 3 (09:34):
Oh Candy, O beautiful thing yo.
Speaker 1 (09:36):
Don't you beautiful thing me? Sergeant Kenley?
Speaker 3 (09:39):
What's the matter?
Speaker 1 (09:40):
You know what's the matter. They printed a picture of
me in the Modey Herald yesterday.
Speaker 2 (09:44):
What's wrong with that?
Speaker 1 (09:45):
What's wrong? When the paper came out yesterday, I hadn't
even heard about your wing ding tonight.
Speaker 2 (09:49):
Oh, don't be mad, Candy. I've never seen you say
no to a worthwhile cause.
Speaker 1 (09:53):
Yet this is a worthwhile cause.
Speaker 3 (09:55):
That's right. Every sent we take him or turn over
to the community chest.
Speaker 1 (09:58):
Oh well that puts the different light on it.
Speaker 2 (10:00):
Oh, I know you'd see it that way.
Speaker 1 (10:03):
Wait a minute, you don't charge for these NCO dances.
How are you getting any proceeds out of it?
Speaker 3 (10:07):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (10:08):
I didn't tell you. Today every half hour having a
raffle the huts bidder gets a free dance with you.
Speaker 1 (10:17):
Oh that Kenley? Well, it was getting dark and the
Delmotty Special with rembread aboard would soon be pulling in,
so I went back to Moterrey. All of a sudden
I decided to play games. About a mile from town,
the train stopped the Delmoti itself. I thought it might
be cute if I went back got on the train. There.
I met Rembrandt that way. There she was coming right
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in on schedule. I parked the car and went over
to the little country like station. The train wasn't in
sight yet. It has to make the bend around the seaside.
There it was. Now the headlight was sending its beam
down the shining rails. It stood out like a beacon
in the Moterey twilight. Then I saw it. The blare
of the locomotive's light picked up the crumpled body of
a man who was stretched across the tracks in a
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grotesque manner. Suddenly my mind flashed, The signaled to my
feet and I moved. It was a man, all right.
The train was getting closer. I grabbed him by his
lead like shoulders and tugged. He wouldn't budge. I tried again,
but still no luck. I looked down in desperation. That's
when I thought that one of his feet was jammed
between a rail and the tie. I gave a yank
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and the foot came free. Then I grabbed him by
the shoulders again. He must have waited over two hundred
but by the little I was getting his body over
the rails and off under the shoulder. Finally I made
it just as the dell Mudy rolled by. The body
had fallen over on top of me. As I pulled
him away from the rails, I shoved him the one side,
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and he flopped over. As he did so, I realized
my companion was very cool, very limp, and very dead.
A card fell out of his pocket, and I did
the natural thing and picked it up. By that time,
the train was pulling out. I tried to catch it,
but it was too late. It was only a mile
in the Moderay, so I left my cold friend and
drove in after the trains. I got snarled in a
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traffic jam just before I made the right turn into
the station. So rim Brandt was waiting for me as
I drove up.
Speaker 2 (12:22):
No, how nice of you, right on time.
Speaker 1 (12:24):
Never mind the salutations. Come on, we've got work to do.
Speaker 2 (12:26):
Don't tell me I'm supposed to take your place at
the ball to night.
Speaker 1 (12:29):
No, I've discovered a body.
Speaker 2 (12:31):
Candy dear. How occupational, how irritational?
Speaker 1 (12:35):
Come on, let's go Moderay Sheriff's office. But you'll miss
the not tonight.
Speaker 2 (12:40):
I won't.
Speaker 1 (12:40):
I Darneil killed myself tonight. I'm going to have fun.
Let's go. I went over to the sheriff's office. They
have a staff of nine men. I placed everything in
their capable hands and drove brimband over one of the
local hotels. I went back to the Rancho, climbed into
my strapless queen outfit, and went back to pick him up.
He came out with a b bewildered look on his face.
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I didn't say anything. We drove along through the Oord Reservation,
and finally I popped the questions. Okay, Rembrandt, what's wrong?
Speaker 2 (13:10):
Nothing except this?
Speaker 1 (13:12):
What's this a card?
Speaker 2 (13:13):
While I was dressing, a man knocked on the door.
Shut this into my hand and told me to tell
you about.
Speaker 1 (13:17):
It, and left. Let me see it.
Speaker 2 (13:19):
Yeah, Oh careful, God, don't go off the road. The
military wouldn't like that. They disliked messy thoughts.
Speaker 1 (13:24):
Wait a minute, look through my purse, rambred mercisely for
what for a card that matches this one.
Speaker 2 (13:30):
Mm whipstick, lighter, handkerchief. Oh here we are. You're right, candy,
It matches exactly. Does it make sense? Not yet?
Speaker 1 (13:41):
This is a warning ram brand a warning to keep
my nose out of somebody's business.
Speaker 2 (13:44):
Yes, but what's this on the card? I don't understand.
Speaker 1 (13:48):
I thought you were studying the cello rembrand Dear, why
I am, and you should know what that is. That's
the musical signature for f Sharp. The gent who gave
Rembrandt the card had obviously been following us since we
left the Sheriff's office. Now I knew I was in
on something. But what that body didn't crawl on the
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track sold by itself. It was placed there deliberately and
hopes the train would mangle all evidence. I'd have to
worry about that later. I had a date to keep,
and I was going to keep it once again. I
pulled up in front of the Senior Non Commissioned Officers Club.
Rem Brandt helped me out and we went in. The
joint was really jumping as we went in. Dear, old
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Sergeant Kenley was there to greet it.
Speaker 3 (14:30):
Oh, Candy, I'm glad you're here. I was getting worried.
Speaker 1 (14:33):
Ha ha ha, he's worried, yes, ha ha ha ha.
Speaker 2 (14:37):
I don't get it.
Speaker 1 (14:38):
That's all right, Sergeant Kenley. I want you to know
rem Brandt Watson my chaperone this evening.
Speaker 2 (14:42):
You're you're uh uh glad to oy you, sir. You
didn't fuck down to me, Sergeant. I have campaign ribbons
for just such battles as this.
Speaker 1 (14:50):
Okay, Kenny, when do we start the raffle?
Speaker 3 (14:53):
Right now? Come on, Candy.
Speaker 1 (14:58):
If ever a girl gave her all for the army,
that was I. I danced until my insteps had insteps
going on. Toward midnight they started another raffle. A dark
looking sergeant did six dollars and I was to dance
with him. Rembrandt was fighting the boxer rebellion all over
again with some top kick, so I was stuck.
Speaker 2 (15:15):
But good.
Speaker 4 (15:18):
Miss Matson, that was my last six dollars.
Speaker 1 (15:20):
You shouldn't have done it, sergeant.
Speaker 3 (15:22):
It was worth it. But if you don't mind, I'd
rather not dance.
Speaker 1 (15:24):
Ah, Sergeant, for those kind words, I make you a lieutenant.
Speaker 3 (15:28):
No thanks, I'd rather be a sergeant.
Speaker 4 (15:31):
But would you mind walking outside on the terrace selfie?
Stuffy in here.
Speaker 1 (15:34):
Sergeant, would be a pleasure, Believe me. We went outside.
The night was strictly moderateated, sparking, with stars not warm,
not cold, and a slight smell of sardines in the air.
That's good. That meant the Kenrys were working. But speaking
of the smell of fish.
Speaker 2 (15:56):
Let's go this way, shall we.
Speaker 4 (15:58):
I why the beautiful view of the entire bay from
over here?
Speaker 1 (16:02):
Look, sergeant, I only came down here. Did you're hurting
my arms? Now wait just a minute.
Speaker 4 (16:09):
Sergeant, Oh you wait, Candy Matson, I know who you are.
You got to come down here where you aren't wanted.
Speaker 1 (16:14):
You don't seem to understand that.
Speaker 4 (16:15):
You'll find a body on the tracks. And you ended
up with two cards that were identical. Didn't you give me.
Speaker 2 (16:19):
Those two cards?
Speaker 1 (16:21):
I haven't got them.
Speaker 4 (16:23):
Don't give me that. Where are they?
Speaker 1 (16:26):
I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't got
any cards.
Speaker 3 (16:29):
Okay, sister, you will ask for it.
Speaker 1 (16:38):
The sky was whirling, time was nothing. I was in China,
I was in Cuba, I was nowhere. Suddenly things came
into focus. I was out in the back of the
club and Rembrandt and half a dozen GI's were standing
over me.
Speaker 2 (16:51):
Ki, you're going to be all right. What happened?
Speaker 1 (16:54):
I got slugged, That's what happened. And the rat only
bid six books for the privilege.
Speaker 2 (16:59):
So you feel Oh terrible. Oh Kenny, I feel terrible too.
Speaker 3 (17:03):
I don't know how this could have happened.
Speaker 1 (17:05):
Hi Kenley, Oh my head.
Speaker 2 (17:07):
Oh gee I I I just can't apologize enough.
Speaker 1 (17:10):
It's all right. I came down here to be queen
as the ball. I got crowned, didn't I. I thank
Sergeant Kenley for the party was a nice affair, after all.
It was no fall of the Nco Club or four
door that I got wrapped over the head. So I
got Rembrandt in the car and we drove back into Carmel.
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Rembrandt was quite concerned. He suggested that we stop and
I have a touch of brandy. I didn't argue. We
went in the grip.
Speaker 2 (17:40):
Hi, good evening. You wi something?
Speaker 4 (17:42):
Yes?
Speaker 2 (17:42):
Please?
Speaker 1 (17:43):
Uh?
Speaker 2 (17:43):
Brandy for the lady, lemon coke for me?
Speaker 3 (17:45):
At brandy?
Speaker 2 (17:46):
On what we start again? Glass of water? A glass
of water?
Speaker 1 (17:50):
Yeat? Hold it up. You weren't here this afternoon.
Speaker 2 (17:53):
No, I worked the evening ship. Frankie's here during the afternoon, Frankie.
That's right, Frankie shop.
Speaker 1 (18:04):
That's when Roman candles went off and bells started to ring.
Thinking back to the afternoon, the guy who cashed my
check had one slight characteristic, I remembered as he handed
me the money, his cusslings were stamped musically. F shaw.
I must have had a funny look on my face
because ram Brandt.
Speaker 2 (18:23):
Spoke, what's the matter, dear? Doesn't the brandy agree with you? No?
Speaker 1 (18:26):
No, it's not that I'm trying to put one on
one together to make two. But it doesn't add Oh.
Speaker 2 (18:31):
Oh, it's like we're going to have company. Pardon me,
miss Matts, and I hope I'm not intruding, not at all.
Speaker 1 (18:37):
Corporal, everybody's getting into the act to night Sadan, make
yourself comfortable.
Speaker 2 (18:40):
Oh thank you. I just heard the regrettable news. You're
getting slugged at the club I left just before. I
guess how'll this happened?
Speaker 1 (18:47):
He was a sergeant, he outranked me.
Speaker 2 (18:49):
Oh accidentally, my name is Case, Dave Case, fourth MP company.
Speaker 1 (18:52):
Before glad to know you. Key. This is mister ram
Brandt Watson. Oh, how do you do?
Speaker 2 (18:57):
How do you do? Sat? Where's you are to kutry malt?
Why you're a billy? Club and pistol? Your armband and
so on? H I don't wear them when I'm not
on duty, mister Watson, there you're in good hand, Candy.
I got to leave and stand the place for they
only serve you water. That's what you ask for, Ramb No,
I know yield, not the temptation. I always say. Go
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do a met you, Corporal Case good night, Candy, death
Uh see you in the morning. You two just stay
and talk over the battle of the bow that knob
on Candy's head?
Speaker 1 (19:28):
Good night?
Speaker 2 (19:28):
Rembrand does he always duck out on you like that?
Miss Matson?
Speaker 1 (19:33):
He's the man of whims, That's why I like him.
M mm this Brandy isn't doing anything for me, but
I needed some air. Corporal, do me a favor and
walk me down to the beach and back.
Speaker 2 (19:43):
Will you why? I'd be delighted.
Speaker 1 (19:49):
We left Grifts and walked down Ocean Avenue as the beach.
It was a half moon shining down from the east
and hitting the waves made the ocean look almost luminous.
Speaker 2 (20:01):
Feel a little better, Miss Manson?
Speaker 1 (20:03):
Yes, mm, I wonder what that character hit me with.
Come on, Corporal, let's go along the beach a little way.
Speaker 2 (20:14):
Aren't you cold? No?
Speaker 1 (20:15):
This is fine? Wait wait a minute, Case, Hm, what
down there right at the water's edge looks like the
body of a man.
Speaker 2 (20:26):
Why, why you're right?
Speaker 1 (20:28):
Let's go.
Speaker 2 (20:30):
Oh.
Speaker 1 (20:34):
We dumped around a clump of brush and high tailed
down to the water. Sure enough, it was a sprawled
figure of a man. Every time a wave came in,
the body would change position, setting new patterns of crumpled
legs and oddly shaped arms. And give me a hand, Case,
help me roll him over?
Speaker 2 (20:49):
You see?
Speaker 1 (20:50):
Yeah? Hey, look a pits what ms Manson? Do you
know who this joker is? This is the lad who
flattened my skull at a dance tonight.
Speaker 2 (21:00):
No, I bet he's awfully sorry he did it. Now
he's quite dead.
Speaker 1 (21:09):
The corporal and I pulled and tugged and finally got
the boy high and dry up on the beach. Then
we ran up to my cabin. Operator. They must have
closed the switchboard for tonight.
Speaker 2 (21:22):
Well you wait here, miss Matson. I'll run up into town.
There's usually a prowl car there at this hour.
Speaker 1 (21:26):
Okay, but hurry. Corporal Case slammed out the door and
I was left alone. I walked over to the cabinet,
got a cigarette and lit it. Thoughts were going through
my head like a roulette wheel, but none of the
thoughts were dropping in the right slot. And suddenly did
you ever get the feeling you weren't alone, that a
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pair of eyes was watching your every move. I wheeled around.
Harry was standing over by the closet door. Good evening,
my bartender, friend of the afternoon.
Speaker 2 (21:57):
Enjoying your cigarette, Miss Matson.
Speaker 1 (21:59):
Yes, yes, I am, mister sharp.
Speaker 2 (22:01):
I'm drag on it, drag deeply. The last drag always
tastes the best.
Speaker 1 (22:09):
What's on your mind?
Speaker 2 (22:10):
You? You've been on my mind ever since you pulled
that body off the tracks this evening?
Speaker 1 (22:16):
Was that one of your jobs?
Speaker 2 (22:18):
Oh?
Speaker 4 (22:18):
Yes?
Speaker 2 (22:20):
Hadn't you surmised by my musical signature?
Speaker 1 (22:24):
Wasn't that being rather dramatic?
Speaker 2 (22:25):
I don't think so. All great artists signed their work.
Why I shouldn't I I came here to paint, but
they only laughed at me, jeered, so I decided to
paint in a different manner. It was beginning to pay
dividends too, but you and the others you had to
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spoil it. I could have been bad. Do you understand
I could've owned this whole country?
Speaker 1 (22:57):
Oh no, Frankie, you leave too many of your cards right.
Speaker 2 (23:00):
Recognition There has to be recognition for everything done.
Speaker 3 (23:05):
In this world.
Speaker 2 (23:07):
Look here, I've got another F sharp card, miss Matson,
So I see I made it especially for you about
an hour ago.
Speaker 1 (23:21):
Is that when you held your pals head under the
surf down there on the.
Speaker 2 (23:23):
Beach shortly after it? And now I shall have to
work fast, won't I? Your corporal friend with the muscles
will be returning with the police over there against the wall.
Miss Matson.
Speaker 1 (23:34):
You can't get away with this franking, I think I can.
Speaker 2 (23:37):
You see everything I touch must either live or die.
In your case, it's too late for the former, so die.
You must, corporal get back, miss Mats And this guy's
not looks like I'll have to add another.
Speaker 1 (23:52):
Oh, corporal, you alright?
Speaker 2 (23:54):
Just drop you a shoulder, all right, Max, hang on
with gun on.
Speaker 1 (24:02):
I'll try to get him with his lamps my mind.
Speaker 2 (24:04):
Now he's going to drop that gun right now, quick.
Speaker 1 (24:12):
Corporal down the hall.
Speaker 2 (24:13):
You're better hold it, sharp, I warned you. Oh you
are ft.
Speaker 1 (24:29):
F sharp was quite flat there at the bottom of
the stairs. M Sharp being flat was a natural. He
looked awfully good that way. All I can say is
I am terribly grateful for for door highly efficient MPs
Casey ducked out to get the police, but halfway down
the stairs he heard Sharp's voice in my room. He
tiptoed back and listened just long enough outside my door.
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Just as Frankie had leveled his pistol, my head case
broke through and wrestled the gun out of Sharp's hands.
Oh the rest of the fact, Well, I've got the
dissern data right here. Frankie Sharp was a wise boy.
He was dishonorably discharged from the army in nineteen forty six.
He came to the Moterey area with a complete load
of army uniforms, fatigues, and general equipment. He set up
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a little ring of other x gis with bad records,
all dishonorably discharged, also all professional gamblers. On army pay days,
He'd rig his mob about with GI uniforms. Then they'd
gang up on the boys from the camp and take
them for all their dough with marked cards and loaded dice.
The gang was familiar with army routine, so it was
easy for them to make like real soldiers. But Frankie
Sharp was keeping too much of the loot for himself,
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so he decided to set up a new gang. One
by one. He had his boys marked for sudden and
violent deaths. The first was the guy I pulled off
the tracks. Sharp and the fake sergeant who slugged me
were parked up on the highway watching to see the
Delmody special put on the finishing touches. When the gagess fired,
they followed me, found out where Rembrandt was staying, slipped
in one of their business cards as a warning for
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me to stay out. But the fake sergeant turned chicken.
He didn't want those f sharp notes all over the area,
so he came out to the NCO club, bopped me
over the head, and got the back. When he returned Frank,
he knew the fat was in the fire and that
the time to strike was then, so he took his
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pal down to the beach, gave him a finger wave
and a permanence the kind you don't wake up from.
Then he went back to my cottage to wait for me.
Sharp was his own undoing. The poor guy was a
megalomaniac and insisted on signing his works of art. His
greatest masterpiece, though, was one he autographed. It was called
Picture of a Corpse at the bottom of a Stairway
because when we went down to look at his body,
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he still had his own f sharp card clutched in
his rigid fingers. Corporal Case, good boy. He's been studying
criminology with the United States Armed Forces Institute. He was
discharged about a month later, and because of his considerable
amount of gray matter, was promised the first opening with
a moderay Sheriff's office. Oh me, it's beautiful around Modrey
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and Carmel, the soft ocean, the gently rising knoles, especially
the one on my head. It's the last time I'm
going to be queen of a ball.
Speaker 4 (27:14):
Listen again next week at the same time. Or Excitement
and adventure.
Speaker 1 (27:18):
Just dial Candy Medson U can two waight two O nine.
Speaker 4 (27:31):
Heard tonight for John Goroper as Sergeant ken Ley Louthobin
as the pseudo Sergeant, Kurt Martel as Corporal Dave Case,
and Jerry Walter as Frankie Sharp. Henry Left is Inspector
Ray Millard, and Jack Thomas portrays the role of Rembrandt.
Speaker 1 (27:45):
The program star as.
Speaker 4 (27:46):
Natalie Masters as Candy and has written and produced by
Monti Masters. Eloise Roland was at the organ and sound
effects were created by Bill Barnell and Jay Rendon.
Speaker 2 (27:54):
Corporal David C.
Speaker 4 (27:55):
Case is an actual person. Any resemblance to other people
in tonight's play is purely coincidental. The program came to
you from San Francisco. This is Dudley man Love speaking.
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You are tuned for the Stars on NBC
Hello, you've gone to a two nine. Yes, this is
Candy Madson.
Speaker 2 (00:21):
Did you ever know a girl private detective?
Speaker 3 (00:23):
Perhaps not?
Speaker 4 (00:24):
They're pretty rare. Well, we've got one. Candy Madson is
the name, and she's both pretty and rare.
Speaker 2 (00:31):
Figure.
Speaker 4 (00:32):
She picks up where Miss America leaves off clothes. She
makes a peasant dress look like Opening Night at the opera.
Hair blonde, of course, and eyes just the right shade
of blue to match the hair.
Speaker 2 (00:44):
You're expecting more. All right, let's meet her. She's on
the phone now.
Speaker 4 (00:48):
In her petthouse on Telegraph Hill in San Francisco.
Speaker 1 (00:54):
Hello, Candy Madson, Well blessed I ever love a little
mole cereal number.
Speaker 3 (00:58):
Candy Madson?
Speaker 1 (00:59):
Watch out how you go tossing your serial number around? Kelly?
Speaker 2 (01:02):
Who is this, Candy?
Speaker 3 (01:03):
Hope you remember me? This is Sergeant Kenley down at
Ford or.
Speaker 1 (01:06):
Kenley the galon the GI who filled my slipper with
beer and drank it.
Speaker 3 (01:10):
That's me, the poor man that I'm in Jim Brady, Sure,
I remember you.
Speaker 1 (01:14):
I met you when I was down at Ford or
with the USO. What's on your mind? Kenley? Wait a minute,
I'll put it this way. What's new?
Speaker 3 (01:20):
No like this is new. We're having a big shin
to get the Senior Non Commissioned Officers Club tomorrow night,
and you were elected.
Speaker 1 (01:25):
That's the girl most likely finished the sentence.
Speaker 3 (01:28):
Oh, Kate, that's the girl most likely to be the
queen of a ball.
Speaker 1 (01:31):
Kenny, you mad lad, I'd adore it. But what would
I do for a chaperone? I want don't play dull?
You heard me?
Speaker 3 (01:38):
Oh oh oh, sure, well why don't you bring your mother?
Speaker 1 (01:40):
Wonderful idea? And I know just the fellow, Roger Kenley.
I'll report to the orderly room sometime tomorrow afternoon at
Ford or that's the way things happen with me. So casually.
I'm at home on Telegraph Hill, overlooking Santa Francisco Bay,
polishing a few old Sapphires when the phone rings. Sounds innocent,
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doesn't it, But uh huh. I ran into two rather
grizzly murders in Modterey. Wants them to tail listen. When
I told the sergeant I knew just a fellow to
be my mother. I met my old pal, Rembrandt Watson
in former days. Rembrandt an a one photographer. Now that
he doesn't imbibe used to see double by noon, triple
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by four, and complete darkness by eight. One night, the
darkness became too dense and he suddenly saw the light.
That's when he threw all his bottles out the windows.
Of course, he was arrested for disturbing the peace, but
he hasn't touched a drop since. And when I mentioned
rembrand as my chaperone, I wasn't fooling. He's been like
a mother to me many many times. He was just
back from his vacation. So I got in my car
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and drove over Powell and down California Street. At Grand
Avenue stands Old Saint Mary's, and on the bell tower,
just underneath the clock, there's a sign that says son
observed the time and fly from evil. I'd seen it before,
but somehow that afternoon it hadn't added me. I parked
my car and went across the street ram Brandt's apartment.
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Candy ram Brandt, you, oh, dear, how are you wonderful?
Speaker 2 (03:12):
Just wonderful, darling? You're looking simply grand.
Speaker 1 (03:16):
Slice at center, ram Brandch You've only been gone three weeks.
Speaker 2 (03:18):
I'm sorry, dear, they'll come in, won't you. I'm just
having some tea. Once you join me, Candy, I'd love it.
It's already hopefully big pick play Bob.
Speaker 1 (03:28):
Wait a minute, what was that again?
Speaker 2 (03:30):
In case you don't know, Dub, that's Bob.
Speaker 1 (03:32):
Where did you ever pick up Bob?
Speaker 2 (03:34):
I was visiting a friend of mine last night, a
professor of psychology over that institution across the Bay, California,
No San Quentin. He's a pronologist. He played some bop
records for me.
Speaker 1 (03:44):
Well, what do you think of Bob Rembrandt.
Speaker 2 (03:46):
They say it's the latest thing. Why, girl, I can
remember when they were playing bos back in nineteen twenty six.
You can in certainly only in those days they called
it Vodo doo doo, voda door do yo dough. Here's
your te Dub, it's warm.
Speaker 1 (03:58):
Thanks.
Speaker 2 (04:00):
What brings your boss afternoon? County?
Speaker 1 (04:01):
Dear you, I've got an invite to a ball for
both of them.
Speaker 2 (04:04):
How delightful. I'll get my grand Marshal's uniform out of
me trucks.
Speaker 1 (04:08):
It's not that kind of a ball, ducky. It's just
a dance for soldiers at Fort or fourth Ard that's
down in Moterey. That's right, and I want you to
go along as my Shepherone family.
Speaker 2 (04:17):
I really love it good.
Speaker 1 (04:18):
I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow.
Speaker 2 (04:20):
Oh, I'm sorry, I have an appointment at too. You
run along and I'll get the Jummoti specials.
Speaker 1 (04:25):
Okay, and i'll pick you up.
Speaker 2 (04:27):
The station in moderate Land's fended. Oh by the way, dear, I'm.
Speaker 1 (04:31):
Just a little Oh sure here take twenty No, no,
not that much, county, No, no, no, yourself. I in sick.
Speaker 2 (04:38):
God, I'm so glad you're firm about these things. Thanks
Heaven so much.
Speaker 1 (04:42):
Not at all, thanks to the tea, Ram Bred. I'll
see you in Moderay. I gave ram Bread a little
chuck under the chin. He quivered his bushy eyebrows, and
I left. If I was going to be queen of
a military ball, I had to get some royal raymonds.
I picked up a man antea and the strappers evening
gun you had to hold up by sheer concentration and
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deep breathing. Then I had a quiet dinner for one
please James, and went home and climbed aboard the Dream Express.
Quite early. When I woke up, I had the nasty
feeling that I had something to do, and I remembered
I had a date that evening with Mallard at Inspector
Ray Mallard of San Francisco Homicide. The nomenclature reads six
to two weight one ninety nice features. Smart guy when
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it comes to solving a crime, but when it comes
to talking about us in the future, he freezes up completely.
I got dressed and whipped down to the Hall of
Justice on Carney Street.
Speaker 4 (05:35):
Well, Candy, how Telegraph Hill's greatest lady detective at.
Speaker 1 (05:39):
The moment, Mallard, Dear, I'm.
Speaker 2 (05:40):
Just between detects, kind of slow.
Speaker 1 (05:42):
Huh No, not slow. I just wrapped up a case.
Speaker 4 (05:44):
Now.
Speaker 1 (05:44):
I want to take it easy for a few days.
Speaker 2 (05:46):
I've got news for you, Candy, such as like what
such as? Like I can't keep our date for tonight.
Speaker 1 (05:51):
Oh, Mallard, I'd been counting on it.
Speaker 2 (05:54):
I know, Candy, I sure. Sorry. How do I know
this guy was going to do what he did out
in the Taravalle district?
Speaker 1 (06:00):
Playing straight? I say, what did the guy do on
in the Tarraville district?
Speaker 2 (06:03):
He parlayed a sudden impulse into a seat in the
gas chamber. How so he done in his old lady smeller?
Don't talk like that, Okay? He ostracized his wife from
the world of the living with a pipe that's better
over the head.
Speaker 1 (06:18):
I get the picture. Anyway, I've got news for.
Speaker 2 (06:20):
You too, and yours would be.
Speaker 1 (06:22):
I'd have to break our date tonight anyway.
Speaker 2 (06:24):
Uh huh. I just knew I was gonna get stood up.
And tonight's the night. The text a cup is playing
in Loves of Laredo, Candy, it's Acuff's best movie.
Speaker 1 (06:33):
Acuff. We'll just have to keep his chin up. You're
busy in the Tarraville and I've got to be at
a dance the NCO Club at Ford Ordon.
Speaker 2 (06:40):
Oh, that's right, I am busy tonight. So you're going
to Ford or huh mm hm. Weren't you there a
couple of times during the war.
Speaker 1 (06:48):
That's right, with the Usso.
Speaker 2 (06:50):
That same sergeant still there.
Speaker 1 (06:52):
The same sergeant. He's the one who asked me tonight.
Speaker 2 (06:55):
This calls for drastic action.
Speaker 1 (06:58):
Come here, Candy, Mallard. It was one of those rare moments.
Mallard kissed me. Part of me floated out of his office,
then part of me floated back in and picked up
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the rest of me. Then all of me floated out again,
and I realized I'd forgotten my hat. I went back
and got it. Then I saw I didn't have my purse.
I went back and got that.
Speaker 2 (07:27):
Keep this up and you won't even get past Market Street,
let alone the Ford Org.
Speaker 1 (07:36):
That Mallard, he can do the sweetest thing sometimes. That
was one of them. I got in the car, shifted
into low, and that's the last I remember until I
came to in front of the Rancho and Carmel. Obviously,
one kiss for Mallard was better than a tankful of
hundred proof octane. I registered, got a cabana out and back, showered, changed,
and drove back into town. The drive down must have
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been dusty, because I was extremely dry. So I stopped
griff a cute little place with old piatrical pictures all
over the wall.
Speaker 2 (08:05):
Yes, miss, would you care for something?
Speaker 1 (08:07):
Oh? Yes, uh a martini please?
Speaker 2 (08:08):
Very dry, very dry? Right.
Speaker 1 (08:10):
Oh you're new here, aren't you?
Speaker 2 (08:12):
Yes, I am. I started working here about three weeks ago.
Speaker 1 (08:15):
I thought, so. I was down about a month ago,
but I don't remember seeing you.
Speaker 2 (08:18):
No, the fella who was here became ill. Mister Griffin
hired me.
Speaker 1 (08:22):
Nice place to work.
Speaker 2 (08:23):
Oh yes, it's very enjoyable here. You are, miss thank you.
Speaker 1 (08:27):
I I know you don't know who I am, but
I'm a very good friend of mister Griffin's and I
came away without any money. Could you catch a check
for me?
Speaker 2 (08:35):
I don't know, I'd like to, But do you have
any identification with you?
Speaker 1 (08:40):
Oh? Yes, of course you're my driver's license.
Speaker 2 (08:43):
Madson Candy Matson. Now I know why I thought I
recognized you. Aren't you presiding over the dance tonight at
Ford Ord?
Speaker 1 (08:53):
Well?
Speaker 2 (08:54):
Yes, why I saw your picture in the paper yesterday yesterday, but.
Speaker 1 (08:59):
I only knew I thought it myself yet. Oh that Kenley,
What an operator.
Speaker 2 (09:04):
I'll be happy to cash your check, Miss Maddie.
Speaker 1 (09:06):
Good, I'm going to need it. A queen has to
scatter a little gold amongst your subjects. The lad cashed
my check and I left for the fort. I drove
out past Seaside, then on past Ord Billy John to
the reservation itself. The guard motioned me through the south
gate with a wave of his hand and a yep,
still the same old Ford Ords. I wove my way
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through the streets and finally pulled up in front of
the Senior NCO Clubs. As I got out, there was
my Palal Kenley coming down the steps and it's fatigues yet.
Speaker 3 (09:34):
Oh Candy, O beautiful thing yo.
Speaker 1 (09:36):
Don't you beautiful thing me? Sergeant Kenley?
Speaker 3 (09:39):
What's the matter?
Speaker 1 (09:40):
You know what's the matter. They printed a picture of
me in the Modey Herald yesterday.
Speaker 2 (09:44):
What's wrong with that?
Speaker 1 (09:45):
What's wrong? When the paper came out yesterday, I hadn't
even heard about your wing ding tonight.
Speaker 2 (09:49):
Oh, don't be mad, Candy. I've never seen you say
no to a worthwhile cause.
Speaker 1 (09:53):
Yet this is a worthwhile cause.
Speaker 3 (09:55):
That's right. Every sent we take him or turn over
to the community chest.
Speaker 1 (09:58):
Oh well that puts the different light on it.
Speaker 2 (10:00):
Oh, I know you'd see it that way.
Speaker 1 (10:03):
Wait a minute, you don't charge for these NCO dances.
How are you getting any proceeds out of it?
Speaker 3 (10:07):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (10:08):
I didn't tell you. Today every half hour having a
raffle the huts bidder gets a free dance with you.
Speaker 1 (10:17):
Oh that Kenley? Well, it was getting dark and the
Delmotty Special with rembread aboard would soon be pulling in,
so I went back to Moterrey. All of a sudden
I decided to play games. About a mile from town,
the train stopped the Delmoti itself. I thought it might
be cute if I went back got on the train. There.
I met Rembrandt that way. There she was coming right
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in on schedule. I parked the car and went over
to the little country like station. The train wasn't in
sight yet. It has to make the bend around the seaside.
There it was. Now the headlight was sending its beam
down the shining rails. It stood out like a beacon
in the Moterey twilight. Then I saw it. The blare
of the locomotive's light picked up the crumpled body of
a man who was stretched across the tracks in a
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grotesque manner. Suddenly my mind flashed, The signaled to my
feet and I moved. It was a man, all right.
The train was getting closer. I grabbed him by his
lead like shoulders and tugged. He wouldn't budge. I tried again,
but still no luck. I looked down in desperation. That's
when I thought that one of his feet was jammed
between a rail and the tie. I gave a yank
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and the foot came free. Then I grabbed him by
the shoulders again. He must have waited over two hundred
but by the little I was getting his body over
the rails and off under the shoulder. Finally I made
it just as the dell Mudy rolled by. The body
had fallen over on top of me. As I pulled
him away from the rails, I shoved him the one side,
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and he flopped over. As he did so, I realized
my companion was very cool, very limp, and very dead.
A card fell out of his pocket, and I did
the natural thing and picked it up. By that time,
the train was pulling out. I tried to catch it,
but it was too late. It was only a mile
in the Moderay, so I left my cold friend and
drove in after the trains. I got snarled in a
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traffic jam just before I made the right turn into
the station. So rim Brandt was waiting for me as
I drove up.
Speaker 2 (12:22):
No, how nice of you, right on time.
Speaker 1 (12:24):
Never mind the salutations. Come on, we've got work to do.
Speaker 2 (12:26):
Don't tell me I'm supposed to take your place at
the ball to night.
Speaker 1 (12:29):
No, I've discovered a body.
Speaker 2 (12:31):
Candy dear. How occupational, how irritational?
Speaker 1 (12:35):
Come on, let's go Moderay Sheriff's office. But you'll miss
the not tonight.
Speaker 2 (12:40):
I won't.
Speaker 1 (12:40):
I Darneil killed myself tonight. I'm going to have fun.
Let's go. I went over to the sheriff's office. They
have a staff of nine men. I placed everything in
their capable hands and drove brimband over one of the
local hotels. I went back to the Rancho, climbed into
my strapless queen outfit, and went back to pick him up.
He came out with a b bewildered look on his face.
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I didn't say anything. We drove along through the Oord Reservation,
and finally I popped the questions. Okay, Rembrandt, what's wrong?
Speaker 2 (13:10):
Nothing except this?
Speaker 1 (13:12):
What's this a card?
Speaker 2 (13:13):
While I was dressing, a man knocked on the door.
Shut this into my hand and told me to tell
you about.
Speaker 1 (13:17):
It, and left. Let me see it.
Speaker 2 (13:19):
Yeah, Oh careful, God, don't go off the road. The
military wouldn't like that. They disliked messy thoughts.
Speaker 1 (13:24):
Wait a minute, look through my purse, rambred mercisely for
what for a card that matches this one.
Speaker 2 (13:30):
Mm whipstick, lighter, handkerchief. Oh here we are. You're right, candy,
It matches exactly. Does it make sense? Not yet?
Speaker 1 (13:41):
This is a warning ram brand a warning to keep
my nose out of somebody's business.
Speaker 2 (13:44):
Yes, but what's this on the card? I don't understand.
Speaker 1 (13:48):
I thought you were studying the cello rembrand Dear, why
I am, and you should know what that is. That's
the musical signature for f Sharp. The gent who gave
Rembrandt the card had obviously been following us since we
left the Sheriff's office. Now I knew I was in
on something. But what that body didn't crawl on the
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track sold by itself. It was placed there deliberately and
hopes the train would mangle all evidence. I'd have to
worry about that later. I had a date to keep,
and I was going to keep it once again. I
pulled up in front of the Senior Non Commissioned Officers Club.
Rem Brandt helped me out and we went in. The
joint was really jumping as we went in. Dear, old
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Sergeant Kenley was there to greet it.
Speaker 3 (14:30):
Oh, Candy, I'm glad you're here. I was getting worried.
Speaker 1 (14:33):
Ha ha ha, he's worried, yes, ha ha ha ha.
Speaker 2 (14:37):
I don't get it.
Speaker 1 (14:38):
That's all right, Sergeant Kenley. I want you to know
rem Brandt Watson my chaperone this evening.
Speaker 2 (14:42):
You're you're uh uh glad to oy you, sir. You
didn't fuck down to me, Sergeant. I have campaign ribbons
for just such battles as this.
Speaker 1 (14:50):
Okay, Kenny, when do we start the raffle?
Speaker 3 (14:53):
Right now? Come on, Candy.
Speaker 1 (14:58):
If ever a girl gave her all for the army,
that was I. I danced until my insteps had insteps
going on. Toward midnight they started another raffle. A dark
looking sergeant did six dollars and I was to dance
with him. Rembrandt was fighting the boxer rebellion all over
again with some top kick, so I was stuck.
Speaker 2 (15:15):
But good.
Speaker 4 (15:18):
Miss Matson, that was my last six dollars.
Speaker 1 (15:20):
You shouldn't have done it, sergeant.
Speaker 3 (15:22):
It was worth it. But if you don't mind, I'd
rather not dance.
Speaker 1 (15:24):
Ah, Sergeant, for those kind words, I make you a lieutenant.
Speaker 3 (15:28):
No thanks, I'd rather be a sergeant.
Speaker 4 (15:31):
But would you mind walking outside on the terrace selfie?
Stuffy in here.
Speaker 1 (15:34):
Sergeant, would be a pleasure, Believe me. We went outside.
The night was strictly moderateated, sparking, with stars not warm,
not cold, and a slight smell of sardines in the air.
That's good. That meant the Kenrys were working. But speaking
of the smell of fish.
Speaker 2 (15:56):
Let's go this way, shall we.
Speaker 4 (15:58):
I why the beautiful view of the entire bay from
over here?
Speaker 1 (16:02):
Look, sergeant, I only came down here. Did you're hurting
my arms? Now wait just a minute.
Speaker 4 (16:09):
Sergeant, Oh you wait, Candy Matson, I know who you are.
You got to come down here where you aren't wanted.
Speaker 1 (16:14):
You don't seem to understand that.
Speaker 4 (16:15):
You'll find a body on the tracks. And you ended
up with two cards that were identical. Didn't you give me.
Speaker 2 (16:19):
Those two cards?
Speaker 1 (16:21):
I haven't got them.
Speaker 4 (16:23):
Don't give me that. Where are they?
Speaker 1 (16:26):
I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't got
any cards.
Speaker 3 (16:29):
Okay, sister, you will ask for it.
Speaker 1 (16:38):
The sky was whirling, time was nothing. I was in China,
I was in Cuba, I was nowhere. Suddenly things came
into focus. I was out in the back of the
club and Rembrandt and half a dozen GI's were standing
over me.
Speaker 2 (16:51):
Ki, you're going to be all right. What happened?
Speaker 1 (16:54):
I got slugged, That's what happened. And the rat only
bid six books for the privilege.
Speaker 2 (16:59):
So you feel Oh terrible. Oh Kenny, I feel terrible too.
Speaker 3 (17:03):
I don't know how this could have happened.
Speaker 1 (17:05):
Hi Kenley, Oh my head.
Speaker 2 (17:07):
Oh gee I I I just can't apologize enough.
Speaker 1 (17:10):
It's all right. I came down here to be queen
as the ball. I got crowned, didn't I. I thank
Sergeant Kenley for the party was a nice affair, after all.
It was no fall of the Nco Club or four
door that I got wrapped over the head. So I
got Rembrandt in the car and we drove back into Carmel.
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Rembrandt was quite concerned. He suggested that we stop and
I have a touch of brandy. I didn't argue. We
went in the grip.
Speaker 2 (17:40):
Hi, good evening. You wi something?
Speaker 4 (17:42):
Yes?
Speaker 2 (17:42):
Please?
Speaker 1 (17:43):
Uh?
Speaker 2 (17:43):
Brandy for the lady, lemon coke for me?
Speaker 3 (17:45):
At brandy?
Speaker 2 (17:46):
On what we start again? Glass of water? A glass
of water?
Speaker 1 (17:50):
Yeat? Hold it up. You weren't here this afternoon.
Speaker 2 (17:53):
No, I worked the evening ship. Frankie's here during the afternoon, Frankie.
That's right, Frankie shop.
Speaker 1 (18:04):
That's when Roman candles went off and bells started to ring.
Thinking back to the afternoon, the guy who cashed my
check had one slight characteristic, I remembered as he handed
me the money, his cusslings were stamped musically. F shaw.
I must have had a funny look on my face
because ram Brandt.
Speaker 2 (18:23):
Spoke, what's the matter, dear? Doesn't the brandy agree with you? No?
Speaker 1 (18:26):
No, it's not that I'm trying to put one on
one together to make two. But it doesn't add Oh.
Speaker 2 (18:31):
Oh, it's like we're going to have company. Pardon me,
miss Matts, and I hope I'm not intruding, not at all.
Speaker 1 (18:37):
Corporal, everybody's getting into the act to night Sadan, make
yourself comfortable.
Speaker 2 (18:40):
Oh thank you. I just heard the regrettable news. You're
getting slugged at the club I left just before. I
guess how'll this happened?
Speaker 1 (18:47):
He was a sergeant, he outranked me.
Speaker 2 (18:49):
Oh accidentally, my name is Case, Dave Case, fourth MP company.
Speaker 1 (18:52):
Before glad to know you. Key. This is mister ram
Brandt Watson. Oh, how do you do?
Speaker 2 (18:57):
How do you do? Sat? Where's you are to kutry malt?
Why you're a billy? Club and pistol? Your armband and
so on? H I don't wear them when I'm not
on duty, mister Watson, there you're in good hand, Candy.
I got to leave and stand the place for they
only serve you water. That's what you ask for, Ramb No,
I know yield, not the temptation. I always say. Go
(19:17):
do a met you, Corporal Case good night, Candy, death
Uh see you in the morning. You two just stay
and talk over the battle of the bow that knob
on Candy's head?
Speaker 1 (19:28):
Good night?
Speaker 2 (19:28):
Rembrand does he always duck out on you like that?
Miss Matson?
Speaker 1 (19:33):
He's the man of whims, That's why I like him.
M mm this Brandy isn't doing anything for me, but
I needed some air. Corporal, do me a favor and
walk me down to the beach and back.
Speaker 2 (19:43):
Will you why? I'd be delighted.
Speaker 1 (19:49):
We left Grifts and walked down Ocean Avenue as the beach.
It was a half moon shining down from the east
and hitting the waves made the ocean look almost luminous.
Speaker 2 (20:01):
Feel a little better, Miss Manson?
Speaker 1 (20:03):
Yes, mm, I wonder what that character hit me with.
Come on, Corporal, let's go along the beach a little way.
Speaker 2 (20:14):
Aren't you cold? No?
Speaker 1 (20:15):
This is fine? Wait wait a minute, Case, Hm, what
down there right at the water's edge looks like the
body of a man.
Speaker 2 (20:26):
Why, why you're right?
Speaker 1 (20:28):
Let's go.
Speaker 2 (20:30):
Oh.
Speaker 1 (20:34):
We dumped around a clump of brush and high tailed
down to the water. Sure enough, it was a sprawled
figure of a man. Every time a wave came in,
the body would change position, setting new patterns of crumpled
legs and oddly shaped arms. And give me a hand, Case,
help me roll him over?
Speaker 2 (20:49):
You see?
Speaker 1 (20:50):
Yeah? Hey, look a pits what ms Manson? Do you
know who this joker is? This is the lad who
flattened my skull at a dance tonight.
Speaker 2 (21:00):
No, I bet he's awfully sorry he did it. Now
he's quite dead.
Speaker 1 (21:09):
The corporal and I pulled and tugged and finally got
the boy high and dry up on the beach. Then
we ran up to my cabin. Operator. They must have
closed the switchboard for tonight.
Speaker 2 (21:22):
Well you wait here, miss Matson. I'll run up into town.
There's usually a prowl car there at this hour.
Speaker 1 (21:26):
Okay, but hurry. Corporal Case slammed out the door and
I was left alone. I walked over to the cabinet,
got a cigarette and lit it. Thoughts were going through
my head like a roulette wheel, but none of the
thoughts were dropping in the right slot. And suddenly did
you ever get the feeling you weren't alone, that a
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pair of eyes was watching your every move. I wheeled around.
Harry was standing over by the closet door. Good evening,
my bartender, friend of the afternoon.
Speaker 2 (21:57):
Enjoying your cigarette, Miss Matson.
Speaker 1 (21:59):
Yes, yes, I am, mister sharp.
Speaker 2 (22:01):
I'm drag on it, drag deeply. The last drag always
tastes the best.
Speaker 1 (22:09):
What's on your mind?
Speaker 2 (22:10):
You? You've been on my mind ever since you pulled
that body off the tracks this evening?
Speaker 1 (22:16):
Was that one of your jobs?
Speaker 2 (22:18):
Oh?
Speaker 4 (22:18):
Yes?
Speaker 2 (22:20):
Hadn't you surmised by my musical signature?
Speaker 1 (22:24):
Wasn't that being rather dramatic?
Speaker 2 (22:25):
I don't think so. All great artists signed their work.
Why I shouldn't I I came here to paint, but
they only laughed at me, jeered, so I decided to
paint in a different manner. It was beginning to pay
dividends too, but you and the others you had to
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spoil it. I could have been bad. Do you understand
I could've owned this whole country?
Speaker 1 (22:57):
Oh no, Frankie, you leave too many of your cards right.
Speaker 2 (23:00):
Recognition There has to be recognition for everything done.
Speaker 3 (23:05):
In this world.
Speaker 2 (23:07):
Look here, I've got another F sharp card, miss Matson,
So I see I made it especially for you about
an hour ago.
Speaker 1 (23:21):
Is that when you held your pals head under the
surf down there on the.
Speaker 2 (23:23):
Beach shortly after it? And now I shall have to
work fast, won't I? Your corporal friend with the muscles
will be returning with the police over there against the wall.
Miss Matson.
Speaker 1 (23:34):
You can't get away with this franking, I think I can.
Speaker 2 (23:37):
You see everything I touch must either live or die.
In your case, it's too late for the former, so die.
You must, corporal get back, miss Mats And this guy's
not looks like I'll have to add another.
Speaker 1 (23:52):
Oh, corporal, you alright?
Speaker 2 (23:54):
Just drop you a shoulder, all right, Max, hang on
with gun on.
Speaker 1 (24:02):
I'll try to get him with his lamps my mind.
Speaker 2 (24:04):
Now he's going to drop that gun right now, quick.
Speaker 1 (24:12):
Corporal down the hall.
Speaker 2 (24:13):
You're better hold it, sharp, I warned you. Oh you
are ft.
Speaker 1 (24:29):
F sharp was quite flat there at the bottom of
the stairs. M Sharp being flat was a natural. He
looked awfully good that way. All I can say is
I am terribly grateful for for door highly efficient MPs
Casey ducked out to get the police, but halfway down
the stairs he heard Sharp's voice in my room. He
tiptoed back and listened just long enough outside my door.
(24:51):
Just as Frankie had leveled his pistol, my head case
broke through and wrestled the gun out of Sharp's hands.
Oh the rest of the fact, Well, I've got the
dissern data right here. Frankie Sharp was a wise boy.
He was dishonorably discharged from the army in nineteen forty six.
He came to the Moterey area with a complete load
of army uniforms, fatigues, and general equipment. He set up
(25:14):
a little ring of other x gis with bad records,
all dishonorably discharged, also all professional gamblers. On army pay days,
He'd rig his mob about with GI uniforms. Then they'd
gang up on the boys from the camp and take
them for all their dough with marked cards and loaded dice.
The gang was familiar with army routine, so it was
easy for them to make like real soldiers. But Frankie
Sharp was keeping too much of the loot for himself,
(25:36):
so he decided to set up a new gang. One
by one. He had his boys marked for sudden and
violent deaths. The first was the guy I pulled off
the tracks. Sharp and the fake sergeant who slugged me
were parked up on the highway watching to see the
Delmody special put on the finishing touches. When the gagess fired,
they followed me, found out where Rembrandt was staying, slipped
in one of their business cards as a warning for
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me to stay out. But the fake sergeant turned chicken.
He didn't want those f sharp notes all over the area,
so he came out to the NCO club, bopped me
over the head, and got the back. When he returned Frank,
he knew the fat was in the fire and that
the time to strike was then, so he took his
(26:18):
pal down to the beach, gave him a finger wave
and a permanence the kind you don't wake up from.
Then he went back to my cottage to wait for me.
Sharp was his own undoing. The poor guy was a
megalomaniac and insisted on signing his works of art. His
greatest masterpiece, though, was one he autographed. It was called
Picture of a Corpse at the bottom of a Stairway
because when we went down to look at his body,
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he still had his own f sharp card clutched in
his rigid fingers. Corporal Case, good boy. He's been studying
criminology with the United States Armed Forces Institute. He was
discharged about a month later, and because of his considerable
amount of gray matter, was promised the first opening with
a moderay Sheriff's office. Oh me, it's beautiful around Modrey
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and Carmel, the soft ocean, the gently rising knoles, especially
the one on my head. It's the last time I'm
going to be queen of a ball.
Speaker 4 (27:14):
Listen again next week at the same time. Or Excitement
and adventure.
Speaker 1 (27:18):
Just dial Candy Medson U can two waight two O nine.
Speaker 4 (27:31):
Heard tonight for John Goroper as Sergeant ken Ley Louthobin
as the pseudo Sergeant, Kurt Martel as Corporal Dave Case,
and Jerry Walter as Frankie Sharp. Henry Left is Inspector
Ray Millard, and Jack Thomas portrays the role of Rembrandt.
Speaker 1 (27:45):
The program star as.
Speaker 4 (27:46):
Natalie Masters as Candy and has written and produced by
Monti Masters. Eloise Roland was at the organ and sound
effects were created by Bill Barnell and Jay Rendon.
Speaker 2 (27:54):
Corporal David C.
Speaker 4 (27:55):
Case is an actual person. Any resemblance to other people
in tonight's play is purely coincidental. The program came to
you from San Francisco. This is Dudley man Love speaking.
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