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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The National Broadcasting Company presents the Adventures of Sam Spade
Detective Sam Say Detective Agency, The Sweetheart excruciating. If I suffered, girl,
how I suffered.
Speaker 2 (00:20):
But there's no other wae when they turned against me.
Speaker 1 (00:24):
True, dear one, True, But from somewhere I must find strength.
You must to pick up the shattered fragments of my life,
to raise my eyes once again to the horizon, and
piece by piece, put them together again, And the two
of us, dear one, hand in hand, shall go marching
down the years together. Breach yourself, sweetheart. I'll gather together
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the homely, humble tools of your trade. Find six dry handkerchiefs,
and prepare to greet me with a smile behind the tiers.
I'll be down before you can change stations. With a
report entitled The Soap Opera Caper fori NBC, William Spear,
Radio's outstanding producer director of mystery and crime Drama brings
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you the greatest private detective of them all in the
Adventures of Sam Spade, who called young Witer Perene. She
all over is a soap opera ever over, Dear One,
I know, I know, but it's not the end. It's
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never the end, Pull up a chair. Now take a
firm grip on pad, pencil, and your emotions got them.
Good show to Agatha Pilbeam from Samuel Spade, license number
one three seven, five nine six, subject the soap opera Caper.
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How was I to know what was on her mind?
This strange woman, this mysterious Agatha Pilbeam, This voice on
the telephone directing me to the big sprawling house in Hillsboro?
Speaker 3 (02:04):
Is that clear space?
Speaker 1 (02:05):
Our urgent? Is it, miss Pilbeam?
Speaker 3 (02:07):
Very very urgent, mister Spade. I don't know which way
to turn.
Speaker 1 (02:15):
So I went to the Big sprawling House in Hillsboro,
pulled up behind an ancient Model A parked at the curb,
and was walking past it toward the gate when hi, oh,
oh crock Morton, isn't it eh? Good old Sammy? You remember? Yeah, yeah,
when'd you get out? Oh? Last month? But I'm a
good boy. Now here, take one of my cars. Do
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you know anyone who needs a first class private? I
cracks available? And what are you doing here? Lady wants
to see me soapaba queen? Is that what she is? Sex?
Or eight of them? She writes? Behind the clouds the
heart of Julia Juke's life. I forget the rest, beach
Gumbsho and Sammy. Yeah, well right, if you get where Croc,
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I'm got a job right now. I mean you got
your license on for me, wili wad. You can always
run off a photostat of someone else's Oh sham, that's me.
Kroc was a crook, but a nice crook. He never
killed anybody. He was just an uncurable camera fiend, specializing
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and taking pictures of people doing what they hadn't ought
to be doing, you know, stuff like that, or if
you wanted a photostat of somebody else's document. Quck was
your man? Well? I walked up the drive to the door,
throw it past a white shirt front that turned out
to have a butler in it, and toward what seemed
to be your study, but it wasn't. It was your bedroom,
and you were reclining on six pillows with a cigarette
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and a long holder in one hand and a mouthpiece
of a dictating machine in the other.
Speaker 4 (03:46):
But John, hush, Melndas, there is nowhere to go now
but ahead, John, You're so strong. I need you, I
need your courage. We must face this thing.
Speaker 3 (03:57):
Together, Melinda.
Speaker 1 (03:58):
The organ was a photograph in her ear. I waited
for an opening, but there just wasn't any.
Speaker 4 (04:03):
So I had We can't run away from like, we
must approach this pardon or just.
Speaker 3 (04:14):
A minute my mood.
Speaker 1 (04:16):
Music, I see, I'm Sam Spade, Miss Pilbin, you.
Speaker 4 (04:20):
Come, come sit beside me, mister Spade, it's time we
talked things over.
Speaker 1 (04:24):
Well, thanks, Oh, maybe you'd better start at the When a.
Speaker 4 (04:27):
Woman reaches forty, mister Spade, she comes to lean upon
her man, to look upon him, not just as someone
to cherish, but as a source, a spring, a.
Speaker 3 (04:37):
Fountain of strength.
Speaker 1 (04:39):
Are you still dictating?
Speaker 4 (04:41):
I'm talking about Memester Spade? Whom can I turn to?
Speaker 3 (04:44):
Whom I grow up?
Speaker 4 (04:46):
I flounder in the darkness, I cry out, I listen
in vain for an answer, but there is none.
Speaker 1 (04:51):
Well, you always have a better chance of getting an
answer when you ask.
Speaker 3 (04:54):
A question, what do you mean?
Speaker 1 (04:56):
What are we talking about? What?
Speaker 3 (04:58):
Indeed?
Speaker 1 (04:59):
Well I have I haven't caught the show lately. You'll
have to bring me up to day. Why don't you
run through the announcer's part when you know, right after
the organ when he says, when we left Julia Jukes yesterday.
Speaker 4 (05:10):
I'm sorry, I thought I told you on the telephone.
Speaker 1 (05:12):
No.
Speaker 4 (05:12):
For many days now i've seen somewhat of a strange
new look on my husband's face. Husband, doctor Martin Hawks.
Speaker 1 (05:19):
Oh you're married. I thought it was Miss Agatha Pilby.
Speaker 3 (05:22):
Not two years ago.
Speaker 4 (05:23):
Today I met young doctor Hawks and married him. Life
became beautiful, a gay, laughing thing, a road to happiness.
And then then a cloud passed over the sun. Martin
became moody, silent. I tried to penetrate the shell, but
he only drew farther into it. A strange, terrifying crevasse
seemed to have opened up between us.
Speaker 3 (05:42):
What is it, Martin? I asked him repeatedly.
Speaker 4 (05:46):
He only stared silently out the window and finally walked silently.
Speaker 3 (05:50):
From the room.
Speaker 1 (05:52):
Well, how long did this go on? How long a series?
Did you get? Out of it?
Speaker 4 (05:56):
For weeks until a few days ago when the final
blow fillw It was evening and Agatha and Martin were
at dinner. Let's look in on them as Oh, sorry,
we were at dinner when the doorbell rang, and I
answered it was a telegram from Martin from Mexico. I
gave it to him and watched the blood drain from
his handsome features.
Speaker 3 (06:16):
As he read it. His hand trembled, his jaw clenched.
Speaker 1 (06:19):
But you forced yourself to speak.
Speaker 3 (06:21):
Yes, what is it?
Speaker 4 (06:24):
Martin?
Speaker 3 (06:24):
I asked, tell me please, for the sake.
Speaker 1 (06:27):
Of our love, and he looked.
Speaker 4 (06:29):
Down at me as if I were a stranger. Then
he crumpled the telegram, threw it savagely into the fireplace, and.
Speaker 3 (06:34):
Strode silently from the room.
Speaker 4 (06:37):
Here sure I rescued it from the flames.
Speaker 1 (06:40):
Read it, Thank you, er regret, must confirm your worst fears,
Card Doozer.
Speaker 3 (06:46):
What is the terrible secret of Martin hawks?
Speaker 4 (06:50):
Why did he act so strangely when the mysterious telegram
arrived from Mexico?
Speaker 3 (06:56):
And above all, where is he?
Speaker 1 (06:58):
You mean he didn't come back?
Speaker 3 (07:00):
He's been gone for four days.
Speaker 4 (07:01):
Mister Spade. I must find him now, of all times,
I need his love when a woman reaches forces.
Speaker 1 (07:08):
I know, I know? What do you mean? Now? Of
all times?
Speaker 3 (07:12):
In just a week.
Speaker 4 (07:13):
Now, since the report came back from the laboratory after
my physical examination, the doctor from Vienna who seems to Spade,
I too haven't terrible secret?
Speaker 1 (07:25):
Well er, don't you want to tell me about it?
Speaker 2 (07:29):
Yes?
Speaker 4 (07:30):
I have a very rare, incurable seas there are only
only six short weeks to live.
Speaker 2 (07:49):
Well.
Speaker 1 (07:49):
Less than an hour after his distressing interview with Agatha,
our boy Sammy walked into the beautifully appointed office of
young doctor Hawks at four fifty Sutter to find his nurse,
pretty young Laurah Sheldrake, a new character, working at her
desk in the reception room. In response to a question
from Sammy, we hear Nora saying, I have.
Speaker 2 (08:09):
No idea where Martin is gone, mister Spade, but I
can tell you.
Speaker 1 (08:13):
Why tell me, Nora, Please feel free to tell me everything.
Speaker 2 (08:18):
It's that that woman, mister Spade.
Speaker 1 (08:21):
Agatha.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
Yes, yes, Agathon. She never understood Martin. She doesn't understand Martin.
She never has tried to understand Martin.
Speaker 1 (08:30):
Do you hear me?
Speaker 2 (08:31):
She never is tried.
Speaker 1 (08:32):
I take it you don't care for Agatha Pilbey. I
hate her, Nora, I do.
Speaker 2 (08:36):
I hate her. She thinks her money can buy everything,
even Martin.
Speaker 3 (08:41):
Well it won't.
Speaker 2 (08:42):
She knows that. Now.
Speaker 1 (08:43):
Well, calm yourself, Nora, try and think back now to
the last time you saw Martin Hawkes.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
It's it was Monday, four days ago. Yes, the call
came from some legal firm named Bennett and Hatch.
Speaker 1 (09:01):
Shlet me write that down.
Speaker 2 (09:02):
I switched the call into Martin.
Speaker 3 (09:05):
I was worried for him.
Speaker 2 (09:07):
I was concerned. I have to admit now I did
a terrible thing.
Speaker 3 (09:13):
I did.
Speaker 2 (09:14):
They told him his sister was in town, that she
was working at some some nightclub.
Speaker 3 (09:21):
He wanted to see him.
Speaker 1 (09:22):
What nightclub was this?
Speaker 2 (09:23):
Me see it was the Tortuoga.
Speaker 1 (09:28):
What else?
Speaker 2 (09:29):
That's all. They hung up then, and Martin came out.
I watched the blood drain from his handsome features.
Speaker 1 (09:37):
His hand trembled, his jaw clenched.
Speaker 2 (09:39):
Yes, I'm going out, Nora, he said. If I'm not back,
don't worry.
Speaker 1 (09:48):
That's all. It was so light, Martin, they Tortuga. It
was only a few blocks away on Post Street. So
I walked there. We're just tooling up for the dinner trade.
When I arrived, sailed around backstage like Billy Rose on
an inspection tour, found the dormant, then showed him the snapshot.
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You would give me a young doctor, hawks Or tried
look him, fellow. I told you we don't have no
dancer here. Name of Hawks.
Speaker 2 (10:17):
I ain't got time.
Speaker 1 (10:17):
Dorman, Dorman, please take a look at the picture. No,
I ain't got to wait. Yeah, yeah, fellow was here
that Tuesday, Monday night. It was well, who do you
come to see? Wasn't nobody named Hawks? Mister? Who was
Beth Chardy? Well, bless you dormand bless you, bless you,
Thank you, m Beth John d come in.
Speaker 3 (10:48):
I closed the door, will you rasty?
Speaker 1 (10:51):
Yeah? Yeah? Is there anything I can here?
Speaker 3 (10:54):
Sure is? Sit me up?
Speaker 1 (10:56):
Jack? I'm Sam.
Speaker 3 (10:57):
I don't care if your boris call off.
Speaker 4 (10:58):
You got hands and hit me up?
Speaker 1 (11:01):
Okay? You say when? When can you breathe? Oh?
Speaker 2 (11:11):
No, you can't have everything out? What's on your mind? Jack?
Speaker 1 (11:18):
Martin Hawks?
Speaker 2 (11:19):
Sorr?
Speaker 3 (11:19):
I never heard of him.
Speaker 1 (11:20):
Look, we're getting along beautifully up to now, and let's
not spoil it. You not only know Martin Hawks, you're
his sister. What makes you watch that card stuck over
there in the mirror? Bennett and Hatch attorneys at the law.
That's saying Bennett and or a Hatch who called Martin
Monday afternoon and told him his sister wanted to see
him here? Now, what's this all about? Didn't tell you
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he got a telegram from Mexico.
Speaker 3 (11:44):
Mexico.
Speaker 1 (11:44):
Yeah, it upset him something awful. Regret must confirm your
worst fear. You're dead.
Speaker 2 (11:50):
Huh Yeah, that's great.
Speaker 1 (11:54):
I'm great, pretty hilarious.
Speaker 4 (11:56):
Huh Jack, you just ain't got no idea. I got
a piece of advice for you, Jack, Oh, forget about
Maudy Hawks and.
Speaker 2 (12:04):
Live a long and useful life.
Speaker 1 (12:07):
I got a tip for you too. You're in a
tight spot. Watch that zipper Jack. One of the heavier
soap opera typees Beth was with a throaty voice and
the talent for the smirching reputations. What was the mysterious
influence she wielded over young doctor Hawks? How much did
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she know about his strange disappearance? What about the cryptic
telegram from Mexico City? And what about dinner? The last
question I could answer. I stopped at Schroeder's Rosarbrot and
Potato Pancakes, ran into Larry Mahoney of Homicide. It was
off duty, and we stopped in at a handy alley
and bowled until eleven. I was walking back down Market
Street when I passed a flood building which reminded me
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of the firm of Bennett and Hatch, who resided there
as a matter of fact, it looked like they were
there right now, since the light was on behind the
second floor window with their name on it. Now, the
sensible thing would have been the call around nine in
the morning, but as I seldom do sensible things, I
hustled up the stairs and down the corridor to their office.
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Someone other than Bennett or Hatch had put in some time. Obviously,
the drawers of a dozen or more file cases have
been pulled out and dumped on the floor. The desk
drawers likewise, and the market clearly is the work of
a thorough going professional. The safe door was off its hinges.
All this took me back to the model A parked
in front of your house this afternoon, Agatha, and I
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was contemplating same when Hello Manet, Yeah, good Christopher.
Speaker 3 (13:38):
I scared you wouldn't be there.
Speaker 4 (13:39):
Try to get your home, Do it, baby, door it,
Pull a string. We'll never make it with this guy.
Speaker 1 (13:45):
We're through. Pull a string here, do it, baby, do it?
Make it? Hello operator, Operator Operator. I finally got someone
at the Tortuga bub who knew where Beth Jardine lived,
an apartment on Russian Hill. I didn't stop to ask
which apartment and when I got there, I found I
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didn't have to. Oh right, stand back, everybody, stand back, Dogan,
Oh hello, Sam, what happened? Name? Just doctor Telfall come
from a room and he for stand back you out.
There was no need too, but I looked at her anyway,
just to make sure it was Beth all right. Once
she said she was lush meant it. I was just
turning to go, and something big and a tan camel's
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hair brushed past me and bent over the body. Where
is she? Rick Beth sister Beth bell Hoo. I recognized
him from the snapshot, wild haired with a four days
growth of beard on his lean, handsome face. It was
Martin Hawke's on the verge of collapse Officer Dougan, and
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I helped him through the crowd toward the ambulants that
had just rolled up, sat him on the running board,
and began to question him.
Speaker 3 (14:54):
Oh what what was that? A gun?
Speaker 1 (14:57):
Your name?
Speaker 2 (14:57):
Your name?
Speaker 1 (14:58):
What's your name?
Speaker 3 (15:00):
My name?
Speaker 1 (15:02):
Of course, I I'll my name. I don't know, I
don't know my name. It happens to everyone in soap operas.
Sooner or later, when he filled out the forms on
poor Beth Jardine, old Doc Peterson gave Martin the double
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all blew his nose and an now score the twinkle
in his eye. Here's to me like young Doctor Hawks
has got himself a case of amnesia. Will the mind
of young Doctor Hawks come out of the fog? What
does he know about the death of Bet? Was it
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murder or suicide? Or both? And one of the mysterious
telegram from Mexico City. Will Agatha ever discover the terrible
secret of young Doctor Hawks? And will stupid Sam ever
discover anything? Before we continue, a word from our announcer.
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You are listening to the weekly adventure of radio's most
famous detective Sam Spade. Three chimes mean good Times on
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NBC Saturday Night is Date Night, But tomorrow poor Dennis
Day has trouble with his girlfriend Gloria. However, Dennis manages
to sing his way out of trouble in his charming
boyish fashion, and say why not let Dennis help your
Saturday evening along too? And for more music and fun
tomorrow there's the Judy Kenova Show starring Judy in a
melodic and carefree half hour of laughs. And Grand o'laffrey
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was singing mc Redfoley and his special guest, cowboy troubadour
Ernie Tubb. Now back to the soap opera caper Tonight's
adventure with Sam Spade. It's a half hour later now
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in the sterile whiteness of a hospital room that the
three of us, you, Agatha, I and old Doc Peterson
gather around the pale, quiet form of young doctor Hawks Martin.
Speaker 3 (17:28):
Martin speak to me, Mardin, darling, who are you as
your own?
Speaker 4 (17:38):
Agathon?
Speaker 1 (17:41):
Come, Agity, better leave him bee for now.
Speaker 4 (17:47):
I can't go on when a woman read.
Speaker 1 (17:49):
I know, I know, You've got to be strong, Agathy sham.
We better leave him beef for now. Well you're the doctor.
Speaker 3 (18:00):
Oh dark, what could have done this to Martin?
Speaker 1 (18:03):
Oh shock? Sometimes you don't mean yes, I'm afraid I do.
Speaker 3 (18:10):
Seeing his sister then could.
Speaker 1 (18:12):
Be Or sometimes it's just a matter of the body
getting into such a fix. His mind backs off and
refuses to have any part of it.
Speaker 4 (18:21):
The wire from Mexico City, his terrible secret, the strange
threat hanging over him and his sister, driving one to
suicide and the other the other.
Speaker 3 (18:34):
Well, no wonder, poor Martin gave away before the.
Speaker 1 (18:38):
Sure sure, and there's still another explanation, how's that, Sam?
And he figured amnesia was a nice easy way not
to have to account for what he's been up to
for the last four days, or where he was when
the Dame took off from the eighth story.
Speaker 3 (18:50):
Mister Spade, you're not accusing Mark.
Speaker 1 (18:53):
There's something buzzing around in his little mind. The nurse
tells me she got him into a pair of pajamas
and tucked him in nice and cozy before before we
got here. Well, yes, well you may not have noticed
daggers because he'd pulled the covers up around his neck,
but our boy had his clothes back on.
Speaker 2 (19:09):
Just now, what.
Speaker 1 (19:13):
Martin, Hey, he's gone. Indeed he was, was Martin, as
we could plainly deduce from the open window and the
curtains blowing gently out over the fire escape. Young Doctor
Hawks indeed had packed up his amnesia, his terrible secret,
and his tooth brush and taken off into the night.
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So I left you, solving gently on old Doc's shoulder,
and found me a phone in a drug store a
safe distance away on the forty eighth ring. Bennett of
Bennett and Hatch, Attorney's answered, he was sleepy. I used
all my soft answers, and he used all his haired ones,
and finally we got to the point. All right, Spade,
all right, the jar dean Dame left a sealed envelope
with us. How was in it? How do I know?
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It was sealed mark personal and confidential to be delivered
to the city Attorney in the event of my death?
Signed Beth Jardine Hawks signed How Beth Jardine Hawks not
Beth hawks Jardine. No is it important? Just a tiresome detail, Bennett.
So she brought you the envelope page of fee, and
you stuck it in the vault for then what now?
She had his caller brother and tell him to meet
at the Tortuga period had in a door part of it.
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We didn't even get our feet wet. On the contrary, Bennett,
you're up to your ears in what blackmail? By? Which
explained many things to it. A the lawyer from Mexico
City from a lawyer named Cardoza, b the murder of
Beth Jardine, and c. The reason for young doctor Hawk's
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mysterious flight from the hospital is mine still fogged with amnesia.
It did not, however, explain why stupid Sam had kept
Crock Morton's business card in his vest pocket for twenty
one pages without doing something about it. The address was
near Third and Howard, not one of the better business
sections for a private detective. I walk down Third Street,
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past the Sherry and Muscatel joints, looking at numbers, and
then discovered it wasn't necessary. The old Model A was
pulled up in front of white what might have been
a respectable office building before the earthquake, but now couldn't
decide whether to be a warehouse or a tenement. Thus
far a harmonious picture, But behind the Model A was
something twice as long and three times as shiny, with
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a motor running out of place by about four thousand dollars.
I'll kind of laid, aren't you, Norah, Sam, Norah, Norah,
don't reach for the hank. Sure, and you believed it
like everything else he told you. Come on, get out.
Speaker 2 (21:39):
I will not get out.
Speaker 1 (21:41):
Oh but you will. I'll pull you off by your
pretty blonde hair. Come on, that's it.
Speaker 2 (21:49):
You can't do this to me, mister Spade. Nothing can
stop Martin and me. We have our right to happiness.
Speaker 1 (21:55):
Uh huh, that's the two of you. Chins up, eyes
on the horizon. Let the dead past bury. It's dead.
Speaker 2 (22:01):
How can you joke?
Speaker 1 (22:02):
It's no joke. Believe me? You got taxi fair?
Speaker 2 (22:05):
Why?
Speaker 1 (22:05):
Because you're going to get in my cab, Go home,
put your hair up in curlers, and go to bed.
After saying to yourself one thousand times, what a lucky
little girl you are. That Martin Hawks didn't shove you
on a window. Two now, scoot, scoot. It was a
kind of a dark stairway that made me yearn for
the comfortable feel of a shoulder holster under my left arm.
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At the top was a three and a half watt
bowls and at the other end of the hallway a
crack of light under Croc's office door. Between the two
was a cat More's the city. So, abandoning my stealthy approach,
I walked up to the door, turned the knob, stuck
my hand in my side coat pocket like Edward G. Robinson,
and kicked the door off. Roc was sitting at his
desk behind a stack of bills. The closet door was
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just closing. Sock. Who was in the closet and did
he still have his toothbrush? His terrible secret and his
amnesia with him. Wow, Now, Sammy, you took me up
on it right quick? Huh? Have a chair? I sat
on a chair in the corner, out of line of
the closet door behind the desk. Oh, Sammy, you got
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a job for me? Yeah? Yeah, you you don't look
like you need a job. Crock. Eh. Oh this shit, ah,
this is nothing. Good day at the track, that's all.
What's on your mind? Remember the blenner has it? John,
the one with the letters before you went up? What
are you talking about? The shakedown Kroc, the dame who
wanted you to get the letters back? Remember you know,
so you got him for delivered and collected after you
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had the photostats made. Samuel, you're crazy. I never done
no such things. You can level with me, Crock. You
collected on the photostats for eight years. Await sham well,
I forget it anyway. I got another one. Doctor Martin
Hawks married to the soap opera queen. You know what
about a check? She's wearing a couple of million bucks
and has six weeks to live as her husband he's
her only air I spot the be in. Only he
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isn't her husband because the Mexican Devo course from his
first wife, the late Beth Jardine Hawks, wasn't legally enough.
She blew in a month ago and began shaking him
down after leaving the marriage certificate in a batch of
other papers with some lawyers for life insurance.
Speaker 2 (24:10):
Sam.
Speaker 1 (24:10):
I just ain't interested when you wear the payoff, Crock.
It's just like the dame with letters.
Speaker 3 (24:15):
What do you mean?
Speaker 1 (24:15):
Hawks hired someone to crack the lawyer's office and get
the papers out of the safe. Some smart guy, an
unfrocked private eye who doesn't have a license. I found
out where he had the photostats made. Though I can
get coffee. They for crying, up out, shut up. The
closet door knob was turning slowly. I waved him out
of the way and picked up the chair. It was
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all over. Two seconds after it started. A door flew open.
He came out with his terrible secret, which turned out
to be a gun, and I rapped the chair right
around his head. So I picked up the gun and
Crock and young doctor Hawks and we all picked up
our ride the headquarters. Only one scene remained to be
played in today's exciting episode.
Speaker 3 (24:57):
All right, I should try to be mister Spade. Sounds
like such a cliche.
Speaker 1 (25:03):
Now, good show, Agatha, good show show.
Speaker 3 (25:07):
Life must go on, you know, even when a woman.
Speaker 1 (25:10):
You were born in nineteen eleven.
Speaker 3 (25:11):
I believe, yes, said, I say. Life must go on
even when a woman reaches.
Speaker 1 (25:17):
Indeed it must, Indeed it must. We have our happy
moments and our sad ones, our pleasures, our trials, our joys,
and our heartbreaks.
Speaker 4 (25:25):
And sometimes, mister Speed, yes, sometimes at the bottom of
our cup of bitterness we find a pool.
Speaker 1 (25:32):
We do the laboratory a mistake, definitely, they got yours
mixed up with someone else's. And you have no incurable
disease and many years of happiness ahead of it, Yes.
Speaker 3 (25:43):
Mister Speed, but happiness.
Speaker 4 (25:46):
I wonder can a woman past forty whose husband is
a convicted murder of fine happiness alone?
Speaker 1 (25:57):
Well, good show period and the opera.
Speaker 3 (26:09):
Oh say, hey, I can't wait for tomorrow's episode.
Speaker 1 (26:14):
I'll be sure to tune in at this very same time, Churuben. Meanwhile,
answer me this, How long will it take a woman
past twenty to turn out a twenty five page report?
Speaker 3 (26:23):
Yes, I'll have the answers after a brief word tomorrow.
Speaker 1 (26:26):
Announcer three times mean good times, on NBC Tomorrow. Our
Toto Toscanini will conduct the renowned NBC Symphony in the
fourth of a Saturday concert series. For tomorrow's one hour performance,
celebrated Maestro Toscanini has chosen works by W. C. Respeki
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and Edward Elgar. You're invited tomorrow to the NBC Symphony
and Toscanini. Oh there, there, little girl, No tears now,
No tears, the.
Speaker 3 (27:04):
Tears of gratitude, SAMs I.
Speaker 4 (27:05):
When I read all this about other people's troubles, I'm
I'm so.
Speaker 2 (27:08):
Grateful to you for the smooth life we have together.
Speaker 1 (27:11):
Effie, effie, y e fie. Same that takes about ten seconds.
Speaker 3 (27:18):
Go ahead.
Speaker 2 (27:19):
I'm only merely a secretary.
Speaker 1 (27:20):
But sh it's over now. Matter of fact, we're ten
seconds over them. I haven't even your wife to be versus,
nothing but peace and choir, fairly regular paycheck, with only
a corpse now and then, to put this a ripple
on the mirror smoothness.
Speaker 2 (27:36):
Of our bliss, beautiful, I thought, so, you don't have
a single terrible secret either.
Speaker 1 (27:42):
No, but just to keep you interested, dear one, from
time to time, I shall pick up a piece of paper,
read it let the blood drain slowly from my face,
then clasp you to me, thus holding you close, and
just before striding silently from the room, mutter in your shell,
pink ear I know.
Speaker 3 (27:59):
Good night, Sam, good.
Speaker 1 (28:01):
Night, Sweethearon. The Adventures of Sam Spade are produced, edited,
and directed by William Spears. Sam Spade was played by
Stephen Dunn, Loreen Tuttle as Effie. Script for the night's
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Adventure by Harold Swanton, Musical scoring by lud Gluskin, conducted
by Robert Armbrewster. Join us again next week, same time
for another adventure with Sam Spade. Join the Magnificent Montague
and have fun at Duffy's Tavern on NBC
The National Broadcasting Company presents the Adventures of Sam Spade
Detective Sam Say Detective Agency, The Sweetheart excruciating. If I suffered, girl,
how I suffered.
Speaker 2 (00:20):
But there's no other wae when they turned against me.
Speaker 1 (00:24):
True, dear one, True, But from somewhere I must find strength.
You must to pick up the shattered fragments of my life,
to raise my eyes once again to the horizon, and
piece by piece, put them together again, And the two
of us, dear one, hand in hand, shall go marching
down the years together. Breach yourself, sweetheart. I'll gather together
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the homely, humble tools of your trade. Find six dry handkerchiefs,
and prepare to greet me with a smile behind the tiers.
I'll be down before you can change stations. With a
report entitled The Soap Opera Caper fori NBC, William Spear,
Radio's outstanding producer director of mystery and crime Drama brings
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you the greatest private detective of them all in the
Adventures of Sam Spade, who called young Witer Perene. She
all over is a soap opera ever over, Dear One,
I know, I know, but it's not the end. It's
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never the end, Pull up a chair. Now take a
firm grip on pad, pencil, and your emotions got them.
Good show to Agatha Pilbeam from Samuel Spade, license number
one three seven, five nine six, subject the soap opera Caper.
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How was I to know what was on her mind?
This strange woman, this mysterious Agatha Pilbeam, This voice on
the telephone directing me to the big sprawling house in Hillsboro?
Speaker 3 (02:04):
Is that clear space?
Speaker 1 (02:05):
Our urgent? Is it, miss Pilbeam?
Speaker 3 (02:07):
Very very urgent, mister Spade. I don't know which way
to turn.
Speaker 1 (02:15):
So I went to the Big sprawling House in Hillsboro,
pulled up behind an ancient Model A parked at the curb,
and was walking past it toward the gate when hi, oh,
oh crock Morton, isn't it eh? Good old Sammy? You remember? Yeah, yeah,
when'd you get out? Oh? Last month? But I'm a
good boy. Now here, take one of my cars. Do
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you know anyone who needs a first class private? I
cracks available? And what are you doing here? Lady wants
to see me soapaba queen? Is that what she is? Sex?
Or eight of them? She writes? Behind the clouds the
heart of Julia Juke's life. I forget the rest, beach
Gumbsho and Sammy. Yeah, well right, if you get where Croc,
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I'm got a job right now. I mean you got
your license on for me, wili wad. You can always
run off a photostat of someone else's Oh sham, that's me.
Kroc was a crook, but a nice crook. He never
killed anybody. He was just an uncurable camera fiend, specializing
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and taking pictures of people doing what they hadn't ought
to be doing, you know, stuff like that, or if
you wanted a photostat of somebody else's document. Quck was
your man? Well? I walked up the drive to the door,
throw it past a white shirt front that turned out
to have a butler in it, and toward what seemed
to be your study, but it wasn't. It was your bedroom,
and you were reclining on six pillows with a cigarette
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and a long holder in one hand and a mouthpiece
of a dictating machine in the other.
Speaker 4 (03:46):
But John, hush, Melndas, there is nowhere to go now
but ahead, John, You're so strong. I need you, I
need your courage. We must face this thing.
Speaker 3 (03:57):
Together, Melinda.
Speaker 1 (03:58):
The organ was a photograph in her ear. I waited
for an opening, but there just wasn't any.
Speaker 4 (04:03):
So I had We can't run away from like, we
must approach this pardon or just.
Speaker 3 (04:14):
A minute my mood.
Speaker 1 (04:16):
Music, I see, I'm Sam Spade, Miss Pilbin, you.
Speaker 4 (04:20):
Come, come sit beside me, mister Spade, it's time we
talked things over.
Speaker 1 (04:24):
Well, thanks, Oh, maybe you'd better start at the When a.
Speaker 4 (04:27):
Woman reaches forty, mister Spade, she comes to lean upon
her man, to look upon him, not just as someone
to cherish, but as a source, a spring, a.
Speaker 3 (04:37):
Fountain of strength.
Speaker 1 (04:39):
Are you still dictating?
Speaker 4 (04:41):
I'm talking about Memester Spade? Whom can I turn to?
Speaker 3 (04:44):
Whom I grow up?
Speaker 4 (04:46):
I flounder in the darkness, I cry out, I listen
in vain for an answer, but there is none.
Speaker 1 (04:51):
Well, you always have a better chance of getting an
answer when you ask.
Speaker 3 (04:54):
A question, what do you mean?
Speaker 1 (04:56):
What are we talking about? What?
Speaker 3 (04:58):
Indeed?
Speaker 1 (04:59):
Well I have I haven't caught the show lately. You'll
have to bring me up to day. Why don't you
run through the announcer's part when you know, right after
the organ when he says, when we left Julia Jukes yesterday.
Speaker 4 (05:10):
I'm sorry, I thought I told you on the telephone.
Speaker 1 (05:12):
No.
Speaker 4 (05:12):
For many days now i've seen somewhat of a strange
new look on my husband's face. Husband, doctor Martin Hawks.
Speaker 1 (05:19):
Oh you're married. I thought it was Miss Agatha Pilby.
Speaker 3 (05:22):
Not two years ago.
Speaker 4 (05:23):
Today I met young doctor Hawks and married him. Life
became beautiful, a gay, laughing thing, a road to happiness.
And then then a cloud passed over the sun. Martin
became moody, silent. I tried to penetrate the shell, but
he only drew farther into it. A strange, terrifying crevasse
seemed to have opened up between us.
Speaker 3 (05:42):
What is it, Martin? I asked him repeatedly.
Speaker 4 (05:46):
He only stared silently out the window and finally walked silently.
Speaker 3 (05:50):
From the room.
Speaker 1 (05:52):
Well, how long did this go on? How long a series?
Did you get? Out of it?
Speaker 4 (05:56):
For weeks until a few days ago when the final
blow fillw It was evening and Agatha and Martin were
at dinner. Let's look in on them as Oh, sorry,
we were at dinner when the doorbell rang, and I
answered it was a telegram from Martin from Mexico. I
gave it to him and watched the blood drain from
his handsome features.
Speaker 3 (06:16):
As he read it. His hand trembled, his jaw clenched.
Speaker 1 (06:19):
But you forced yourself to speak.
Speaker 3 (06:21):
Yes, what is it?
Speaker 4 (06:24):
Martin?
Speaker 3 (06:24):
I asked, tell me please, for the sake.
Speaker 1 (06:27):
Of our love, and he looked.
Speaker 4 (06:29):
Down at me as if I were a stranger. Then
he crumpled the telegram, threw it savagely into the fireplace, and.
Speaker 3 (06:34):
Strode silently from the room.
Speaker 4 (06:37):
Here sure I rescued it from the flames.
Speaker 1 (06:40):
Read it, Thank you, er regret, must confirm your worst fears,
Card Doozer.
Speaker 3 (06:46):
What is the terrible secret of Martin hawks?
Speaker 4 (06:50):
Why did he act so strangely when the mysterious telegram
arrived from Mexico?
Speaker 3 (06:56):
And above all, where is he?
Speaker 1 (06:58):
You mean he didn't come back?
Speaker 3 (07:00):
He's been gone for four days.
Speaker 4 (07:01):
Mister Spade. I must find him now, of all times,
I need his love when a woman reaches forces.
Speaker 1 (07:08):
I know, I know? What do you mean? Now? Of
all times?
Speaker 3 (07:12):
In just a week.
Speaker 4 (07:13):
Now, since the report came back from the laboratory after
my physical examination, the doctor from Vienna who seems to Spade,
I too haven't terrible secret?
Speaker 1 (07:25):
Well er, don't you want to tell me about it?
Speaker 2 (07:29):
Yes?
Speaker 4 (07:30):
I have a very rare, incurable seas there are only
only six short weeks to live.
Speaker 2 (07:49):
Well.
Speaker 1 (07:49):
Less than an hour after his distressing interview with Agatha,
our boy Sammy walked into the beautifully appointed office of
young doctor Hawks at four fifty Sutter to find his nurse,
pretty young Laurah Sheldrake, a new character, working at her
desk in the reception room. In response to a question
from Sammy, we hear Nora saying, I have.
Speaker 2 (08:09):
No idea where Martin is gone, mister Spade, but I
can tell you.
Speaker 1 (08:13):
Why tell me, Nora, Please feel free to tell me everything.
Speaker 2 (08:18):
It's that that woman, mister Spade.
Speaker 1 (08:21):
Agatha.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
Yes, yes, Agathon. She never understood Martin. She doesn't understand Martin.
She never has tried to understand Martin.
Speaker 1 (08:30):
Do you hear me?
Speaker 2 (08:31):
She never is tried.
Speaker 1 (08:32):
I take it you don't care for Agatha Pilbey. I
hate her, Nora, I do.
Speaker 2 (08:36):
I hate her. She thinks her money can buy everything,
even Martin.
Speaker 3 (08:41):
Well it won't.
Speaker 2 (08:42):
She knows that. Now.
Speaker 1 (08:43):
Well, calm yourself, Nora, try and think back now to
the last time you saw Martin Hawkes.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
It's it was Monday, four days ago. Yes, the call
came from some legal firm named Bennett and Hatch.
Speaker 1 (09:01):
Shlet me write that down.
Speaker 2 (09:02):
I switched the call into Martin.
Speaker 3 (09:05):
I was worried for him.
Speaker 2 (09:07):
I was concerned. I have to admit now I did
a terrible thing.
Speaker 3 (09:13):
I did.
Speaker 2 (09:14):
They told him his sister was in town, that she
was working at some some nightclub.
Speaker 3 (09:21):
He wanted to see him.
Speaker 1 (09:22):
What nightclub was this?
Speaker 2 (09:23):
Me see it was the Tortuoga.
Speaker 1 (09:28):
What else?
Speaker 2 (09:29):
That's all. They hung up then, and Martin came out.
I watched the blood drain from his handsome features.
Speaker 1 (09:37):
His hand trembled, his jaw clenched.
Speaker 2 (09:39):
Yes, I'm going out, Nora, he said. If I'm not back,
don't worry.
Speaker 1 (09:48):
That's all. It was so light, Martin, they Tortuga. It
was only a few blocks away on Post Street. So
I walked there. We're just tooling up for the dinner trade.
When I arrived, sailed around backstage like Billy Rose on
an inspection tour, found the dormant, then showed him the snapshot.
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You would give me a young doctor, hawks Or tried
look him, fellow. I told you we don't have no
dancer here. Name of Hawks.
Speaker 2 (10:17):
I ain't got time.
Speaker 1 (10:17):
Dorman, Dorman, please take a look at the picture. No,
I ain't got to wait. Yeah, yeah, fellow was here
that Tuesday, Monday night. It was well, who do you
come to see? Wasn't nobody named Hawks? Mister? Who was
Beth Chardy? Well, bless you dormand bless you, bless you,
Thank you, m Beth John d come in.
Speaker 3 (10:48):
I closed the door, will you rasty?
Speaker 1 (10:51):
Yeah? Yeah? Is there anything I can here?
Speaker 3 (10:54):
Sure is? Sit me up?
Speaker 1 (10:56):
Jack? I'm Sam.
Speaker 3 (10:57):
I don't care if your boris call off.
Speaker 4 (10:58):
You got hands and hit me up?
Speaker 1 (11:01):
Okay? You say when? When can you breathe? Oh?
Speaker 2 (11:11):
No, you can't have everything out? What's on your mind? Jack?
Speaker 1 (11:18):
Martin Hawks?
Speaker 2 (11:19):
Sorr?
Speaker 3 (11:19):
I never heard of him.
Speaker 1 (11:20):
Look, we're getting along beautifully up to now, and let's
not spoil it. You not only know Martin Hawks, you're
his sister. What makes you watch that card stuck over
there in the mirror? Bennett and Hatch attorneys at the law.
That's saying Bennett and or a Hatch who called Martin
Monday afternoon and told him his sister wanted to see
him here? Now, what's this all about? Didn't tell you
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he got a telegram from Mexico.
Speaker 3 (11:44):
Mexico.
Speaker 1 (11:44):
Yeah, it upset him something awful. Regret must confirm your
worst fear. You're dead.
Speaker 2 (11:50):
Huh Yeah, that's great.
Speaker 1 (11:54):
I'm great, pretty hilarious.
Speaker 4 (11:56):
Huh Jack, you just ain't got no idea. I got
a piece of advice for you, Jack, Oh, forget about
Maudy Hawks and.
Speaker 2 (12:04):
Live a long and useful life.
Speaker 1 (12:07):
I got a tip for you too. You're in a
tight spot. Watch that zipper Jack. One of the heavier
soap opera typees Beth was with a throaty voice and
the talent for the smirching reputations. What was the mysterious
influence she wielded over young doctor Hawks? How much did
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she know about his strange disappearance? What about the cryptic
telegram from Mexico City? And what about dinner? The last
question I could answer. I stopped at Schroeder's Rosarbrot and
Potato Pancakes, ran into Larry Mahoney of Homicide. It was
off duty, and we stopped in at a handy alley
and bowled until eleven. I was walking back down Market
Street when I passed a flood building which reminded me
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of the firm of Bennett and Hatch, who resided there
as a matter of fact, it looked like they were
there right now, since the light was on behind the
second floor window with their name on it. Now, the
sensible thing would have been the call around nine in
the morning, but as I seldom do sensible things, I
hustled up the stairs and down the corridor to their office.
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Someone other than Bennett or Hatch had put in some time. Obviously,
the drawers of a dozen or more file cases have
been pulled out and dumped on the floor. The desk
drawers likewise, and the market clearly is the work of
a thorough going professional. The safe door was off its hinges.
All this took me back to the model A parked
in front of your house this afternoon, Agatha, and I
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was contemplating same when Hello Manet, Yeah, good Christopher.
Speaker 3 (13:38):
I scared you wouldn't be there.
Speaker 4 (13:39):
Try to get your home, Do it, baby, door it,
Pull a string. We'll never make it with this guy.
Speaker 1 (13:45):
We're through. Pull a string here, do it, baby, do it?
Make it? Hello operator, Operator Operator. I finally got someone
at the Tortuga bub who knew where Beth Jardine lived,
an apartment on Russian Hill. I didn't stop to ask
which apartment and when I got there, I found I
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didn't have to. Oh right, stand back, everybody, stand back, Dogan,
Oh hello, Sam, what happened? Name? Just doctor Telfall come
from a room and he for stand back you out.
There was no need too, but I looked at her anyway,
just to make sure it was Beth all right. Once
she said she was lush meant it. I was just
turning to go, and something big and a tan camel's
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hair brushed past me and bent over the body. Where
is she? Rick Beth sister Beth bell Hoo. I recognized
him from the snapshot, wild haired with a four days
growth of beard on his lean, handsome face. It was
Martin Hawke's on the verge of collapse Officer Dougan, and
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I helped him through the crowd toward the ambulants that
had just rolled up, sat him on the running board,
and began to question him.
Speaker 3 (14:54):
Oh what what was that? A gun?
Speaker 1 (14:57):
Your name?
Speaker 2 (14:57):
Your name?
Speaker 1 (14:58):
What's your name?
Speaker 3 (15:00):
My name?
Speaker 1 (15:02):
Of course, I I'll my name. I don't know, I
don't know my name. It happens to everyone in soap operas.
Sooner or later, when he filled out the forms on
poor Beth Jardine, old Doc Peterson gave Martin the double
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all blew his nose and an now score the twinkle
in his eye. Here's to me like young Doctor Hawks
has got himself a case of amnesia. Will the mind
of young Doctor Hawks come out of the fog? What
does he know about the death of Bet? Was it
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murder or suicide? Or both? And one of the mysterious
telegram from Mexico City. Will Agatha ever discover the terrible
secret of young Doctor Hawks? And will stupid Sam ever
discover anything? Before we continue, a word from our announcer.
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You are listening to the weekly adventure of radio's most
famous detective Sam Spade. Three chimes mean good Times on
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NBC Saturday Night is Date Night, But tomorrow poor Dennis
Day has trouble with his girlfriend Gloria. However, Dennis manages
to sing his way out of trouble in his charming
boyish fashion, and say why not let Dennis help your
Saturday evening along too? And for more music and fun
tomorrow there's the Judy Kenova Show starring Judy in a
melodic and carefree half hour of laughs. And Grand o'laffrey
(16:52):
was singing mc Redfoley and his special guest, cowboy troubadour
Ernie Tubb. Now back to the soap opera caper Tonight's
adventure with Sam Spade. It's a half hour later now
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in the sterile whiteness of a hospital room that the
three of us, you, Agatha, I and old Doc Peterson
gather around the pale, quiet form of young doctor Hawks Martin.
Speaker 3 (17:28):
Martin speak to me, Mardin, darling, who are you as
your own?
Speaker 4 (17:38):
Agathon?
Speaker 1 (17:41):
Come, Agity, better leave him bee for now.
Speaker 4 (17:47):
I can't go on when a woman read.
Speaker 1 (17:49):
I know, I know, You've got to be strong, Agathy sham.
We better leave him beef for now. Well you're the doctor.
Speaker 3 (18:00):
Oh dark, what could have done this to Martin?
Speaker 1 (18:03):
Oh shock? Sometimes you don't mean yes, I'm afraid I do.
Speaker 3 (18:10):
Seeing his sister then could.
Speaker 1 (18:12):
Be Or sometimes it's just a matter of the body
getting into such a fix. His mind backs off and
refuses to have any part of it.
Speaker 4 (18:21):
The wire from Mexico City, his terrible secret, the strange
threat hanging over him and his sister, driving one to
suicide and the other the other.
Speaker 3 (18:34):
Well, no wonder, poor Martin gave away before the.
Speaker 1 (18:38):
Sure sure, and there's still another explanation, how's that, Sam?
And he figured amnesia was a nice easy way not
to have to account for what he's been up to
for the last four days, or where he was when
the Dame took off from the eighth story.
Speaker 3 (18:50):
Mister Spade, you're not accusing Mark.
Speaker 1 (18:53):
There's something buzzing around in his little mind. The nurse
tells me she got him into a pair of pajamas
and tucked him in nice and cozy before before we
got here. Well, yes, well you may not have noticed
daggers because he'd pulled the covers up around his neck,
but our boy had his clothes back on.
Speaker 2 (19:09):
Just now, what.
Speaker 1 (19:13):
Martin, Hey, he's gone. Indeed he was, was Martin, as
we could plainly deduce from the open window and the
curtains blowing gently out over the fire escape. Young Doctor
Hawks indeed had packed up his amnesia, his terrible secret,
and his tooth brush and taken off into the night.
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So I left you, solving gently on old Doc's shoulder,
and found me a phone in a drug store a
safe distance away on the forty eighth ring. Bennett of
Bennett and Hatch, Attorney's answered, he was sleepy. I used
all my soft answers, and he used all his haired ones,
and finally we got to the point. All right, Spade,
all right, the jar dean Dame left a sealed envelope
with us. How was in it? How do I know?
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It was sealed mark personal and confidential to be delivered
to the city Attorney in the event of my death?
Signed Beth Jardine Hawks signed How Beth Jardine Hawks not
Beth hawks Jardine. No is it important? Just a tiresome detail, Bennett.
So she brought you the envelope page of fee, and
you stuck it in the vault for then what now?
She had his caller brother and tell him to meet
at the Tortuga period had in a door part of it.
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We didn't even get our feet wet. On the contrary, Bennett,
you're up to your ears in what blackmail? By? Which
explained many things to it. A the lawyer from Mexico
City from a lawyer named Cardoza, b the murder of
Beth Jardine, and c. The reason for young doctor Hawk's
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mysterious flight from the hospital is mine still fogged with amnesia.
It did not, however, explain why stupid Sam had kept
Crock Morton's business card in his vest pocket for twenty
one pages without doing something about it. The address was
near Third and Howard, not one of the better business
sections for a private detective. I walk down Third Street,
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past the Sherry and Muscatel joints, looking at numbers, and
then discovered it wasn't necessary. The old Model A was
pulled up in front of white what might have been
a respectable office building before the earthquake, but now couldn't
decide whether to be a warehouse or a tenement. Thus
far a harmonious picture, But behind the Model A was
something twice as long and three times as shiny, with
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a motor running out of place by about four thousand dollars.
I'll kind of laid, aren't you, Norah, Sam, Norah, Norah,
don't reach for the hank. Sure, and you believed it
like everything else he told you. Come on, get out.
Speaker 2 (21:39):
I will not get out.
Speaker 1 (21:41):
Oh but you will. I'll pull you off by your
pretty blonde hair. Come on, that's it.
Speaker 2 (21:49):
You can't do this to me, mister Spade. Nothing can
stop Martin and me. We have our right to happiness.
Speaker 1 (21:55):
Uh huh, that's the two of you. Chins up, eyes
on the horizon. Let the dead past bury. It's dead.
Speaker 2 (22:01):
How can you joke?
Speaker 1 (22:02):
It's no joke. Believe me? You got taxi fair?
Speaker 2 (22:05):
Why?
Speaker 1 (22:05):
Because you're going to get in my cab, Go home,
put your hair up in curlers, and go to bed.
After saying to yourself one thousand times, what a lucky
little girl you are. That Martin Hawks didn't shove you
on a window. Two now, scoot, scoot. It was a
kind of a dark stairway that made me yearn for
the comfortable feel of a shoulder holster under my left arm.
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At the top was a three and a half watt
bowls and at the other end of the hallway a
crack of light under Croc's office door. Between the two
was a cat More's the city. So, abandoning my stealthy approach,
I walked up to the door, turned the knob, stuck
my hand in my side coat pocket like Edward G. Robinson,
and kicked the door off. Roc was sitting at his
desk behind a stack of bills. The closet door was
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just closing. Sock. Who was in the closet and did
he still have his toothbrush? His terrible secret and his
amnesia with him. Wow, Now, Sammy, you took me up
on it right quick? Huh? Have a chair? I sat
on a chair in the corner, out of line of
the closet door behind the desk. Oh, Sammy, you got
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a job for me? Yeah? Yeah, you you don't look
like you need a job. Crock. Eh. Oh this shit, ah,
this is nothing. Good day at the track, that's all.
What's on your mind? Remember the blenner has it? John,
the one with the letters before you went up? What
are you talking about? The shakedown Kroc, the dame who
wanted you to get the letters back? Remember you know,
so you got him for delivered and collected after you
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had the photostats made. Samuel, you're crazy. I never done
no such things. You can level with me, Crock. You
collected on the photostats for eight years. Await sham well,
I forget it anyway. I got another one. Doctor Martin
Hawks married to the soap opera queen. You know what
about a check? She's wearing a couple of million bucks
and has six weeks to live as her husband he's
her only air I spot the be in. Only he
(23:57):
isn't her husband because the Mexican Devo course from his
first wife, the late Beth Jardine Hawks, wasn't legally enough.
She blew in a month ago and began shaking him
down after leaving the marriage certificate in a batch of
other papers with some lawyers for life insurance.
Speaker 2 (24:10):
Sam.
Speaker 1 (24:10):
I just ain't interested when you wear the payoff, Crock.
It's just like the dame with letters.
Speaker 3 (24:15):
What do you mean?
Speaker 1 (24:15):
Hawks hired someone to crack the lawyer's office and get
the papers out of the safe. Some smart guy, an
unfrocked private eye who doesn't have a license. I found
out where he had the photostats made. Though I can
get coffee. They for crying, up out, shut up. The
closet door knob was turning slowly. I waved him out
of the way and picked up the chair. It was
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all over. Two seconds after it started. A door flew open.
He came out with his terrible secret, which turned out
to be a gun, and I rapped the chair right
around his head. So I picked up the gun and
Crock and young doctor Hawks and we all picked up
our ride the headquarters. Only one scene remained to be
played in today's exciting episode.
Speaker 3 (24:57):
All right, I should try to be mister Spade. Sounds
like such a cliche.
Speaker 1 (25:03):
Now, good show, Agatha, good show show.
Speaker 3 (25:07):
Life must go on, you know, even when a woman.
Speaker 1 (25:10):
You were born in nineteen eleven.
Speaker 3 (25:11):
I believe, yes, said, I say. Life must go on
even when a woman reaches.
Speaker 1 (25:17):
Indeed it must, Indeed it must. We have our happy
moments and our sad ones, our pleasures, our trials, our joys,
and our heartbreaks.
Speaker 4 (25:25):
And sometimes, mister Speed, yes, sometimes at the bottom of
our cup of bitterness we find a pool.
Speaker 1 (25:32):
We do the laboratory a mistake, definitely, they got yours
mixed up with someone else's. And you have no incurable
disease and many years of happiness ahead of it, Yes.
Speaker 3 (25:43):
Mister Speed, but happiness.
Speaker 4 (25:46):
I wonder can a woman past forty whose husband is
a convicted murder of fine happiness alone?
Speaker 1 (25:57):
Well, good show period and the opera.
Speaker 3 (26:09):
Oh say, hey, I can't wait for tomorrow's episode.
Speaker 1 (26:14):
I'll be sure to tune in at this very same time, Churuben. Meanwhile,
answer me this, How long will it take a woman
past twenty to turn out a twenty five page report?
Speaker 3 (26:23):
Yes, I'll have the answers after a brief word tomorrow.
Speaker 1 (26:26):
Announcer three times mean good times, on NBC Tomorrow. Our
Toto Toscanini will conduct the renowned NBC Symphony in the
fourth of a Saturday concert series. For tomorrow's one hour performance,
celebrated Maestro Toscanini has chosen works by W. C. Respeki
(26:47):
and Edward Elgar. You're invited tomorrow to the NBC Symphony
and Toscanini. Oh there, there, little girl, No tears now,
No tears, the.
Speaker 3 (27:04):
Tears of gratitude, SAMs I.
Speaker 4 (27:05):
When I read all this about other people's troubles, I'm
I'm so.
Speaker 2 (27:08):
Grateful to you for the smooth life we have together.
Speaker 1 (27:11):
Effie, effie, y e fie. Same that takes about ten seconds.
Speaker 3 (27:18):
Go ahead.
Speaker 2 (27:19):
I'm only merely a secretary.
Speaker 1 (27:20):
But sh it's over now. Matter of fact, we're ten
seconds over them. I haven't even your wife to be versus,
nothing but peace and choir, fairly regular paycheck, with only
a corpse now and then, to put this a ripple
on the mirror smoothness.
Speaker 2 (27:36):
Of our bliss, beautiful, I thought, so, you don't have
a single terrible secret either.
Speaker 1 (27:42):
No, but just to keep you interested, dear one, from
time to time, I shall pick up a piece of paper,
read it let the blood drain slowly from my face,
then clasp you to me, thus holding you close, and
just before striding silently from the room, mutter in your shell,
pink ear I know.
Speaker 3 (27:59):
Good night, Sam, good.
Speaker 1 (28:01):
Night, Sweethearon. The Adventures of Sam Spade are produced, edited,
and directed by William Spears. Sam Spade was played by
Stephen Dunn, Loreen Tuttle as Effie. Script for the night's
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Adventure by Harold Swanton, Musical scoring by lud Gluskin, conducted
by Robert Armbrewster. Join us again next week, same time
for another adventure with Sam Spade. Join the Magnificent Montague
and have fun at Duffy's Tavern on NBC
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