November 6, 2024 • 27 mins
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The National Broadcasting Company presents the adventures of Sam Spay
Detective Sam Fey Detective Agency. Me sweetheart. Oh well, that's
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a warm reception if I ever heard one.
Speaker 2 (00:22):
I'm here of my post, Sam, ready to do my duty.
Speaker 1 (00:25):
All right, all right, let's have it. Have what What
have I done? Well? Come on, come on, Sam, Who
was that lady? I've seen you with? What?
Speaker 2 (00:36):
Lady?
Speaker 1 (00:36):
What?
Speaker 2 (00:37):
Lady?
Speaker 3 (00:38):
Sam?
Speaker 2 (00:38):
For your information, there was a five column picture on
page one of the chronicles showing.
Speaker 1 (00:42):
You with your arms around the reddit.
Speaker 3 (00:44):
Yes.
Speaker 2 (00:44):
Ah, it means nothing to me as a person, Sam,
although I am a redhead myself, but I feel that
a certain standard is a publicity an agency of our statues.
Speaker 1 (00:54):
Angel. Angel. If you'd bother to read the caption under
the picture, you would have learned that my arms are
around this other her redhead, to keep her from braining
me with a paperweight she picked off Dundee's death. Oh yes,
So take my picture back out of the drawer, and
while you're at it, grab the book and pencil, because
I'll be right down with a somewhat lengthier explanation entitled
The Sinister Siren Caper Transcribe frim DC William Spear, Radio's
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outstanding producer director of mystery and crime drama, brings you
the greatest private detective of them all. In the Adventures
of Sam s Faith. Oh, red headed woman made a
fool out of me, Faith, This perim.
Speaker 3 (01:51):
Surprise.
Speaker 1 (01:52):
Oh no, black.
Speaker 4 (01:55):
Cancred is praid, afraid, but tidy.
Speaker 1 (01:58):
You've explained this, Sam Well and the youth you coming
in with battlestars hahah, among other things. How do I
explain this? That woman is a cue if I ever
heard one? Are you? That's my girl? To mister Donald's
striker Belle Haven Apartments from Samuel Spade license number one
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three seven, five, nine six, subject the Sinister Siren Caper,
Dear Donald, business was terrible, and I blamed the weather.
Sitting in my office with my feet on the radiator,
in the paper on my lap, looking out on the
forty eighth consecutive day of rain, I was seriously contemplating
moving my place of business to a warmer climb where
people could get out in the sunshine and into trouble.
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The only item of possible interest in the paper was
the story of the escape of one Ardi the Actor,
a convicted bank robber who apparently didn't much care whether
or not it was raining when he busted out of
the city jail. I reached the part about some good
friend and true smuggling Lardy a set of keys, when
something prompted me to look up, and that, mister Striker,
is how I found you, mister Spade.
Speaker 5 (03:03):
Yes, sir, I am Donald O Striker s t r
y k E.
Speaker 1 (03:08):
The O stands for oglethor, my mother's maiden name. Well
that's nice. So now, mister structor, Well what can I
do for you, mister Spade.
Speaker 5 (03:19):
The Strikers, as you may or may not know, are
an ancient and honorable family dating back to pre Elizabeth England,
with the possible exception of one Southern number who is
said to have once nodded by mistake to Jesse James.
Speaker 1 (03:33):
No Striker has run a foul of the law. Well,
good for you, one and all, we have.
Speaker 5 (03:37):
Kept our skirts clean, one and all. That is why
I am utterly at a loss to explain the situation
in which I find myself.
Speaker 1 (03:44):
And just what situation is that a quasi.
Speaker 5 (03:47):
Reliable source has informed me that I am a marked man.
Speaker 1 (03:52):
Quasi Yes, why don't you begin at the beginning mister Striker, the.
Speaker 5 (03:58):
Beginning, mister Spade, is only two minutes from the ending.
Speaker 1 (04:01):
Oh, yes, it happened last night.
Speaker 5 (04:04):
I was sitting home with a book of Plato's dialogues
when the bell rang most energetically. It proved to be
a man named Strut George P. Strut st r u
te ky two cheers, a wild haired, wild eyed individual.
He was, mister Spade, Striker, he says, donald O.
Speaker 1 (04:22):
Striker.
Speaker 5 (04:23):
Well, i'd hardly nodded when he grabbed me by the necktie.
Speaker 1 (04:26):
Ha, he said, just like that, Ha ha, mister Striker, Ha,
I'm in time. Then you can still save yourself. And
he shoved this at me. What's that? A picture of
a girl.
Speaker 5 (04:37):
A young and rather pretty girl, out from a newspaper,
no anymore identification. Beware this girl, Striker, he said. Beware
the siren song she sings. Striker, he said, and he sinched.
Speaker 1 (04:51):
Up even harder on my necktie. Yes, Striker, you are number.
Speaker 5 (04:55):
Six, I am five, and four.
Speaker 1 (04:58):
Are doomed before us, Spiker.
Speaker 5 (05:00):
Beware this girl, this sinister red haired harpy. This headn't
maiden of the dark angel.
Speaker 1 (05:07):
Well that's quite a speech, a curtain speech, mister, Spade.
For with that he let go my neck tie and
ran off down the hall.
Speaker 5 (05:15):
Somehow, somehow, after that, Plato didn't seem quite the same.
Speaker 1 (05:19):
Yes, I see what you mean. Uh do you know
this girl?
Speaker 5 (05:22):
I saw her before in my life.
Speaker 1 (05:23):
Or struck either. No, mister Striker. I don't want to
talk myself out of a job, but you don't need
a private detective. Now. This is probably some harmless chap
who walked out of one of the local sanitariums and
took the ringing doorbit. But that's just it. He isn't
mister speed Huh? I did some telephoning this morning.
Speaker 5 (05:39):
Yes, he has a quasi successful cigar stand downtown and
an apartment on Levenworth Street. His name is right next
to mine in the telephone book. I I must get
to the bottom of this, mister Spade.
Speaker 1 (05:52):
I here here's fifty dollars. Well, mister Striker.
Speaker 5 (05:57):
Are you completely skeptical?
Speaker 1 (05:59):
No? No, just quasi And with that we formalized our
agreement on one of my quasi legal contracts. And I
promised to call you instantly if anything turns up. And
you departed, still in a quasi quandry, sticking the newspaper
clipping into my wallet. I hopped the cab and went
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to Strut's apartment on Leavenworth see twenty six four twenty two.
Speaker 4 (06:32):
Who hey, hey lady, Yeah open hay, it was a
cleaning lady. Clawthon, head, mop and tail beside her testing
the guarantee on Strut's grand piano.
Speaker 1 (06:53):
Uh to me that not head? Who struck?
Speaker 6 (07:05):
Oh, ain't got no respect for one thousand dollars grand piano.
Speaker 1 (07:10):
Listen to that.
Speaker 6 (07:12):
Busted string?
Speaker 1 (07:13):
Yes, crying, that's what it is. Are you yack? I
take it? Mister Strutt isn't then? Nope? Who are you?
Sam Spade private detective detective? Yeah, seems struck thinks someone
is going to kill him.
Speaker 6 (07:27):
Oh no, when did he dream.
Speaker 1 (07:30):
That one up? And you got me? You know, I'm
very well.
Speaker 6 (07:33):
I've come here twice a week for fifteen years. You
want to talk, Sam, you'll have to follow me around.
He got a wiggle on.
Speaker 1 (07:40):
Come on now, I'll get a wiggled you think. Do
you think he was dreaming it up? Hunh?
Speaker 6 (07:44):
Now, let me tell you about George Shutt. Yeah, let
me put.
Speaker 1 (07:47):
That bucket down out Yeah. Sorry.
Speaker 6 (07:50):
He is sixty eight years old.
Speaker 3 (07:52):
My knowledge.
Speaker 6 (07:53):
In the sixty eight years, one important thing has happened
to him.
Speaker 1 (07:58):
You were born.
Speaker 6 (08:00):
George does read too many cheap books.
Speaker 1 (08:03):
Show no girlfriends, no well, no women.
Speaker 6 (08:06):
Let me see there was a woman about eight years
ago on the bird watching club he belongs to.
Speaker 1 (08:12):
But that laden egg bird watching any enemies?
Speaker 6 (08:16):
How could a man like George have enemies? Nobody notices him.
Speaker 1 (08:20):
He matches the rug now. Look.
Speaker 6 (08:23):
He goes to lodge meetings twice a month, the church
every Sundry. He doesn't smoke, drink, gamble still on the floor.
These women know all about habits. No car, no house,
no money, no prospects. For God, I gotta get into
that club. So why would anyone want to kill George?
Truck been dead on his feet for twenty years. When
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I see George, I'll give him a facial mon.
Speaker 1 (08:51):
Gord. Oh, I turned in time to see him lean
out stiffly. He paused like a falling tree, and then
topple to the floor, followed closely by the cleaning lady,
who must have agreed before she fainted that George didn't
match the rug anymore. While this struck a false note
in my mind, it explained the false note in the piano.
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The missing string was wound around his neck. I dragged
her into the bedroom and managed to get her onto
the bed by making two trips, and I called homicide.
The next order of business for our agreement was to
call you, Striker, so I got Struts telephone book finally
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marked the page with your number on it with a
slip of paper, which turned out to be the receipt
for rent paid on a safe deposit box at the
Golden Gate Bank. Now this didn't seem especially important at
the moment, but something else did. He made a circle
around the group of six names in the phone book,
marking each one with a check Struggle, Strudwick, Strum, Strutherton, Strut,
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and Striker. I postponed calling you for the mo but
in dial the number just above Struts Strutherton, Harvey J
one five six, Santa Anna Avenue, Saint Francis. Would yes
mister Stutherton in? Please?
Speaker 2 (10:13):
No, No, mister Strutherton isn't in. This is his wife.
Speaker 1 (10:18):
My name is Spade, Missus Strutherton. I'm a private detective.
I don't want to alarm you, but alarm me. Do
you happen to know if your husband has received any
threats recently? Why not? Did I know us any contact
with a strange young woman about thirty red hair? Why
are you asking me this? I'd rather not say until
I know more about it. What about the girl? Yes, yes,
he did meet a girl like that. Oh when she
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came to the door one night about.
Speaker 2 (10:43):
A week ago, said her car was still down the
street aways, Harvey went out to help her.
Speaker 1 (10:47):
They were gone about a half hour and then he
came back. Did he tell you anything about it? No,
sol that he'd got there started. Is he a mechanic
or he was a lawyer? Was Harvey? He's dead?
Speaker 3 (11:00):
Mister Spate.
Speaker 5 (11:01):
His car crashed through a rail on the Skyline Boulevard
night before last.
Speaker 1 (11:05):
Brenda Hi just then the san mateo to identify.
Speaker 2 (11:09):
The body.
Speaker 4 (11:21):
A strong Joseph p. Eight twenty eight Howard Street. Yeah, yeah,
that's Joe.
Speaker 1 (11:26):
That Asha Beer. Thanks? You know Joe pretty well? I
like and I might not. Why what do you mean
you might not? This is a two eight Howard Street.
Isn't he the numbers over the door? Don't you like me?
By Jenny? What's cheating you about? Joe strump Ock? You
see this?
Speaker 4 (11:45):
Drivor detectors let's huh.
Speaker 1 (11:47):
Oh yeah, poor but honest barkie, trying hard to get
a little cooperation. I thought you was a cop. And
now what's with Joe? Well, i'll tell you.
Speaker 4 (11:57):
Yeah, he uses the phone here, makes a little book
now and then in the back room.
Speaker 1 (12:02):
Nothing wrong, you understand.
Speaker 4 (12:03):
But still in all there's nothing a guy likes to
blid around about the strangest you know.
Speaker 1 (12:08):
Yeah, Any idea where he is now?
Speaker 4 (12:10):
Well, that's a pretty hard thing to say where Joe
is at any given time, even when Joe's acting normal,
which at present he isn't.
Speaker 1 (12:18):
Oh why not?
Speaker 4 (12:19):
Well, like all bookies, Joe does not have a hot
but if he had one, eye would.
Speaker 1 (12:24):
Not hesitate to say. Joe was in love with a
redheaded name about thirty. How did you know? Man, Look
at the picture. Let me get my glasses there there.
Speaker 4 (12:37):
Ohhh, this is the dish.
Speaker 1 (12:40):
You know her name?
Speaker 4 (12:41):
No, no, Joe has made no formal announcement as yet,
but the way has gone around. He is giving eight
to five he will marry her, which for Joe is
a short thing. Last Friday, it was when I seen
him last. They sat up to the bar here and
the two of them talking at some length about things
I have never heard.
Speaker 1 (12:58):
Joe discussed before. What Well, As I.
Speaker 4 (13:01):
Said, bookies are different from people, so it should have
not surprised me that Joe and his wren were not
discussing rose covered cottages as do most boys and girls
when they reached the Loney stage. Yes, from what I
could gather as I passed by now and again saving
the other customers, Joe and his girl were discussing a cozy,
little rose covered safe deposit box.
Speaker 1 (13:23):
M h. And you haven't seen either of them since
last Friday? No, oh, you're right with you?
Speaker 4 (13:29):
Yeah, globally b faith Charlie talking. Yeah, why you don't
say when this morning?
Speaker 1 (13:42):
Eh? Yeah, yeah, sure I will. That's for God. Goodbye?
Speaker 4 (13:48):
You were you wouldn't know a bookie who might be casting.
Speaker 1 (13:52):
About for a phone, would you? What happened to Joe.
Speaker 4 (13:55):
Body washed the shore on Baker's Beach this morning? That
was the mook? I know what you mean, Sam Marx abrasions, confusions,
indications of foul play, that's right, MAXI did you see
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the police surgeon's report.
Speaker 1 (14:19):
Yeah, shot a dope and joved into the briny person
or person's unknown.
Speaker 4 (14:24):
Well, pretty hard to do by yourself. Sam, Oh, you
wish to look on Joe Strum I take it?
Speaker 1 (14:29):
Yeah, yeah, listen, yeah, let's see. Yeah. Oh no, no,
this is the wrong one. This is Strudwick. Wait a minute, Strudwick. Strudwick,
Anthony P. You know what I'm Sam? Yeah, twenty eighth
Genua Place, Baybview seven two one one eight. Nice looking boy,
they said, friend of yours. Huh no, no, huh. Well
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then how did you brand new league? I'm in maxy.
We call the shots ahead of time. What about Strudwick?
Speaker 4 (14:58):
Oh, artists lived on Telegraph up Hill, got drunk Green
Knights to go walk out his studio window on the
fourth floor, all alone at the time.
Speaker 1 (15:05):
If anyone offers yards on that, grab it. See you later,
MAXI yeah, but ain't you going to look on Joe's drum?
Speaker 4 (15:10):
No, well it's up to you, Sam, So long Strutwick.
Speaker 1 (15:21):
Top man on the totem pole was James A. Strubel,
a barber who lived on eighteen seven. I called, No
one answered, so I made what by now it become
the obvious deduction. I went to headquarters and checked the
homicide reports, likewise, the accident files and the traffic detail. Surprise,
no James a strubel. So I switched abruptly from the
s's to the d's and called on deer patient understanding,
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Lieutenant Dundee, who's going off? Half cor you? If you
weren't such an idiot, you'd see what I'm talking about.
Oh listen, Sam, I'm no green pea. I've been kicking
around homicide for thirty years, long enough to know you're
going to have a motive to build up a case. Yes,
how can you stand? Darren? Tell me? A redheaded dame
opens a phone book, draws a ring around six names,
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and then runs out quick knocks him. Hart, I didn't
say that, ah, And why do you want me to
put out a general pickup on James a struble? Because
if he isn't dead right now, he will be the dame. Dun'tey.
No dame could strangle a six foot man like strut
with a piano wire. She's working with someone same. I
love you, believe me, but try to see my side,
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will you? So I put out a general on struble
and we pick him up, and he screams, and the
chief hauls me and ask why, and I tell him
we put the pinch on struble because his name is
ticked off in somebody's phone book. Why, hey, were you?
I want to see the lieutenant. We'll ask him. Oh yeah,
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what's your name? James Struber? I want to report a
lot O? Who me? That's the last week got out
of him ten seconds after he hit the floor. He
was dead. The thirty eight swugg had taken him just
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onder the left shoulder blade, and instinctively Dundee grasped the point.
A squad car was dispatched to your office, mister Striker,
to pick you up and stow you safely in the
poke when I checked out. You are listening to the
weekly adventure of radio's most famous detective, Sam Spade. Three
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Sinister Siren Caper Tonight's adventure with Zam Spade. The next
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move looked like a tedious one to take the clipped
out picture of the Redhead and try to identifier by
matching it up in the files of one of the
town's four newspapers. I'd gone a half a block when
someone saved me the trouble. It was the Bartender.
Speaker 4 (18:48):
News for you, Ricklin talk, how about the Blue Fox? Okay,
how mach you in five minutes?
Speaker 1 (18:52):
Wait a minute? Why can't we talk here? Yes?
Speaker 4 (19:01):
She is yeah, sorry Sam, say well you're in sad
shave Bartender.
Speaker 1 (19:09):
What happened the red Head?
Speaker 4 (19:11):
Joe Strum's Gaila. She was in when an hour ago
she was loaded to begin with, and when I pour
her a couple of stiff horns on the house, she
begun to talk, Oh, Sam, crime is rampant.
Speaker 1 (19:23):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (19:23):
For instance, Well, from what she told me, Joe Strum
was dwelling in a fool's paradise. Much talk, many promises,
and an occasional spooch. But when the score is added up,
Joe never gets past his own tenyadline.
Speaker 1 (19:33):
Whose girl was she? Who's girl? Prepare for a jolt, Sam,
I'm holding onto my chair. Adi the actor, Audi the.
Speaker 4 (19:42):
Actor, Ahdi the actor. The picture you showed me was
taken at his trial. She was sitting right behind his lawyer.
Speaker 1 (19:48):
Wait a minute, Wait a minute, the safe depuzs ad box.
How much is already supposed to stanched away?
Speaker 4 (19:52):
She told me a solid half million bucks. Now numerous
insurance officials and a hat full of private dicks are
openly killed, he says, to what happened to the dough?
And the ranks of the curious have just been joined
by Addi himself since he busted out of the jug.
No do the cupboard is bear?
Speaker 1 (20:10):
Why do he take the box out in Joe's name?
She says. Ahdi is a whimsical type guy. You know
what he does.
Speaker 4 (20:15):
But he flips the phone book open when they pull
into town with the dough and picks himself five names
and five banks.
Speaker 1 (20:22):
Six names? You mean, no, five, she says, No striker
was own. Huh, never mind, never mind? So why do
you figured with the money in five different legitimate names?
It couldn't be traced to him if he got taps,
on which she does get tapped and convicted.
Speaker 4 (20:37):
Besides, now the dish looks upon Addi as in the
deep freeze and hustles around to each of the five
guys with the proposition. So Ardi becomes wise to this
and takes them up in order. When he busts out,
it cheers. Yeah, this much as much I learned before
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she staggers out of my joint. The rest timeless leap
for you figure.
Speaker 1 (21:02):
You can't drink partender occasional.
Speaker 4 (21:05):
Sam if there is any other reward though floating around
when the smoke sentles, I will be.
Speaker 1 (21:10):
At the Cloveral lyf sir, only beer, you know. And
if you run across the NATS hard working book, who
needs a phone? Yeah, thanks a lot, Charlie. Charlie wiped
the frog off his chin with a napkune and took off.
I let him have a healthy lead, then tailed him.
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It was quite a tour or too, into the morgue,
across the street, out the Kearney Street door, then out
of the California Street cable car and up knob Hill
to the Fairmount Hotel, where he hustled into a yellow
cab number four six ' two and drove off, and
waiting for him in the cab was the Redheaded Dane.
There were no other cabs around the following, so I
waited a half hour until it got back, waved a
bill under the driver's nose, and climbed back on the
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Merry go round. He let Charlie out of his own place,
the Clover League, and then driven downtown to a fleabag
called the shore Side Hotel on the Embarca Darrow, where
he left the Redhead. I woke up the desk clerk
and shoved the Redhead's picture under his nose.
Speaker 3 (22:07):
Let me see, let me see.
Speaker 1 (22:11):
Seems like you recognize him. Sure, terrible Clara about them?
Will be clean in it.
Speaker 3 (22:18):
Don't win anything.
Speaker 1 (22:20):
Look, friend, she was just here, Clara, the girl here
didn't she ain't clarable, right right, she ain't Clara. She
just drove up in a taxi.
Speaker 3 (22:28):
Yeah, don't see as good as how you steal you
see the glasses hurt my No, she.
Speaker 1 (22:35):
Just drove up in a taxi. Did you see her
come in?
Speaker 3 (22:37):
No? No, no, I must have been doge in a way. Yeah,
I seen her come out though, Yeah, her and mister
Walker checked out fifteen minutes back.
Speaker 1 (22:49):
He was in twenty six upstairs. I didn't have to
cross examine the clerk to see mister Walker had lived
in twenty six for some time. The floor was ankles
deep in cigarette butts, liquor bottles, sandwich crusts, another debris.
A table in the corner was covered with travel folders,
mostly on South America and Seven Days newspapers, the top
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one of which was turned to the story on Ardi,
the Actor that I've been reading in my office this
morning when it all started. You know, it's too bad
you came in when you did strike her, because if
I'd read one more paragraph, I'd learned something that could
have saved me a lot of trouble. Whatever was the
case with four of the names, the fifth one already
hadn't picked at random. His lawyer was Harvey Jay Strutherton. Hello,
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missus Strutherton, this is Sam Space. Mister Spade, Thank Heaven
you call. I'm terribly frightened. What's the matter the girl
I read him? Yes, she just called me. She says,
she says, my husband was murdered.
Speaker 2 (23:45):
One of his clients, a man he defended things.
Speaker 3 (23:47):
Harve he betrayed here.
Speaker 1 (23:48):
Arty the actor Aardy Billings.
Speaker 2 (23:49):
Yes, there was a lot of money.
Speaker 1 (23:51):
She knows where it is. Why is she telling you allway?
Speaker 3 (23:53):
I don't know, mister Spade.
Speaker 1 (23:54):
She warned me against calling the police.
Speaker 2 (23:56):
I don't know what to do.
Speaker 1 (23:57):
Then don't do anything. Don't you see she's coming here.
Speaker 6 (24:00):
He'll be here in twenty minutes.
Speaker 1 (24:06):
I made it in fifteen, left the cable block away
and walk down Santa Ana Avenue to number one five six.
The night foget moved in, making it tough to follow
the path through the high shrubbery to the door of
the house. Missus Strutherton hadn't helped matters. Anybody turning out
every light in the joint. Mister Spade, Yeah, yeah, she
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hear you.
Speaker 2 (24:28):
No, no, come in?
Speaker 1 (24:29):
Why don't you turn out the lights? I was being watched.
Speaker 4 (24:32):
There's a fire in the living room this way.
Speaker 1 (24:36):
The shades and draperies were all pulled, the windows shut tight.
The house had the musty wreak of a room that's
been closed up for a long time. She guided me
around the dining room furniture and through the doors into
the living room, sat me down in front of the fire.
Would you like some brandy, mister Spade. No thanks cigarette, yeah, thanks?
Tell me now, tell me. I want to know everything.
This man my husband defended. You know he's out of jail.
Speaker 5 (24:59):
I saw the papers.
Speaker 2 (25:00):
Why would he kill Harvey after my husband did everything
in his power.
Speaker 5 (25:03):
To get him a credit?
Speaker 1 (25:04):
Money? A lot of money? How much? A half million dollars?
How about a match? Oh? Yes? I held back, and
without thinking, she leaned over into the firelight. I saw
missus Stubenham. Then for the first time it was the redhead.
All right, holding now, don't move. This is a thirty
eight baby at the back of your neck. Now, don't move,
all right? Where is he? I don't know what you mean.
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You heard what I said. Where's your husband? He's dead
body you identified and Sam Mateo is already the actor.
You and Harvey engineered the escape. So you have a
fall guy for five murders and five hundred thousand bucks. Now,
for the last time, where is he? Harvey? All right, Harvey,
you kill me? Don't don't do it. I didn't have
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to a few months. Hence the state of California will
do it the legal way. It was a long ride
round Robin Hood's barn, striker. But you wanted to get
to the bottom of it. So there it is, period
end of report.
Speaker 3 (26:07):
Damn, what about the money?
Speaker 1 (26:09):
I'm still looking for it. If Harvey has thus far
chosen not to talk, but Dundee hasn't really turned on
the persuasion machinery yet. Who knows. Maybe he's opened the
phone book at the P's and put his finger on
pirene Efie.
Speaker 2 (26:20):
Oh, you don't even think of it, Sam, I'll settle
for twenty six dollars and eighty seven cents, which represents.
Speaker 1 (26:26):
The shorty in my check covering the period, Efie. What
can I believe? My ears? What I look back upon
the past twelve hours? How to keep our little organization
together to stave off the bill collector? I placed my
life in jeopardy, tangle with a murderess, use my poor
tired body as bait for her savage conspiracy. I'm surreting
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my way through Morgan crime ridden ally to finally win
the fight, and then and then to come home expecting
a cheery welcome, and to get instead scurvy in the
windows and a bill for twenty six eighty. I'll forget
it them.
Speaker 6 (27:03):
You don't ever mention it again.
Speaker 1 (27:04):
I'm sure that's my girl here ten twenty five, six, seven,
twenty seven and we're all square. Come here, Hi, you
can bring me the thirteen cents tomorrow. My good good night,
THEAM good Night Sweetheart. Three chimes mean Good Times on
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NBC
The National Broadcasting Company presents the adventures of Sam Spay
Detective Sam Fey Detective Agency. Me sweetheart. Oh well, that's
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a warm reception if I ever heard one.
Speaker 2 (00:22):
I'm here of my post, Sam, ready to do my duty.
Speaker 1 (00:25):
All right, all right, let's have it. Have what What
have I done? Well? Come on, come on, Sam, Who
was that lady? I've seen you with? What?
Speaker 2 (00:36):
Lady?
Speaker 1 (00:36):
What?
Speaker 2 (00:37):
Lady?
Speaker 3 (00:38):
Sam?
Speaker 2 (00:38):
For your information, there was a five column picture on
page one of the chronicles showing.
Speaker 1 (00:42):
You with your arms around the reddit.
Speaker 3 (00:44):
Yes.
Speaker 2 (00:44):
Ah, it means nothing to me as a person, Sam,
although I am a redhead myself, but I feel that
a certain standard is a publicity an agency of our statues.
Speaker 1 (00:54):
Angel. Angel. If you'd bother to read the caption under
the picture, you would have learned that my arms are
around this other her redhead, to keep her from braining
me with a paperweight she picked off Dundee's death. Oh yes,
So take my picture back out of the drawer, and
while you're at it, grab the book and pencil, because
I'll be right down with a somewhat lengthier explanation entitled
The Sinister Siren Caper Transcribe frim DC William Spear, Radio's
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outstanding producer director of mystery and crime drama, brings you
the greatest private detective of them all. In the Adventures
of Sam s Faith. Oh, red headed woman made a
fool out of me, Faith, This perim.
Speaker 3 (01:51):
Surprise.
Speaker 1 (01:52):
Oh no, black.
Speaker 4 (01:55):
Cancred is praid, afraid, but tidy.
Speaker 1 (01:58):
You've explained this, Sam Well and the youth you coming
in with battlestars hahah, among other things. How do I
explain this? That woman is a cue if I ever
heard one? Are you? That's my girl? To mister Donald's
striker Belle Haven Apartments from Samuel Spade license number one
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three seven, five, nine six, subject the Sinister Siren Caper,
Dear Donald, business was terrible, and I blamed the weather.
Sitting in my office with my feet on the radiator,
in the paper on my lap, looking out on the
forty eighth consecutive day of rain, I was seriously contemplating
moving my place of business to a warmer climb where
people could get out in the sunshine and into trouble.
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The only item of possible interest in the paper was
the story of the escape of one Ardi the Actor,
a convicted bank robber who apparently didn't much care whether
or not it was raining when he busted out of
the city jail. I reached the part about some good
friend and true smuggling Lardy a set of keys, when
something prompted me to look up, and that, mister Striker,
is how I found you, mister Spade.
Speaker 5 (03:03):
Yes, sir, I am Donald O Striker s t r
y k E.
Speaker 1 (03:08):
The O stands for oglethor, my mother's maiden name. Well
that's nice. So now, mister structor, Well what can I
do for you, mister Spade.
Speaker 5 (03:19):
The Strikers, as you may or may not know, are
an ancient and honorable family dating back to pre Elizabeth England,
with the possible exception of one Southern number who is
said to have once nodded by mistake to Jesse James.
Speaker 1 (03:33):
No Striker has run a foul of the law. Well,
good for you, one and all, we have.
Speaker 5 (03:37):
Kept our skirts clean, one and all. That is why
I am utterly at a loss to explain the situation
in which I find myself.
Speaker 1 (03:44):
And just what situation is that a quasi.
Speaker 5 (03:47):
Reliable source has informed me that I am a marked man.
Speaker 1 (03:52):
Quasi Yes, why don't you begin at the beginning mister Striker, the.
Speaker 5 (03:58):
Beginning, mister Spade, is only two minutes from the ending.
Speaker 1 (04:01):
Oh, yes, it happened last night.
Speaker 5 (04:04):
I was sitting home with a book of Plato's dialogues
when the bell rang most energetically. It proved to be
a man named Strut George P. Strut st r u
te ky two cheers, a wild haired, wild eyed individual.
He was, mister Spade, Striker, he says, donald O.
Speaker 1 (04:22):
Striker.
Speaker 5 (04:23):
Well, i'd hardly nodded when he grabbed me by the necktie.
Speaker 1 (04:26):
Ha, he said, just like that, Ha ha, mister Striker, Ha,
I'm in time. Then you can still save yourself. And
he shoved this at me. What's that? A picture of
a girl.
Speaker 5 (04:37):
A young and rather pretty girl, out from a newspaper,
no anymore identification. Beware this girl, Striker, he said. Beware
the siren song she sings. Striker, he said, and he sinched.
Speaker 1 (04:51):
Up even harder on my necktie. Yes, Striker, you are number.
Speaker 5 (04:55):
Six, I am five, and four.
Speaker 1 (04:58):
Are doomed before us, Spiker.
Speaker 5 (05:00):
Beware this girl, this sinister red haired harpy. This headn't
maiden of the dark angel.
Speaker 1 (05:07):
Well that's quite a speech, a curtain speech, mister, Spade.
For with that he let go my neck tie and
ran off down the hall.
Speaker 5 (05:15):
Somehow, somehow, after that, Plato didn't seem quite the same.
Speaker 1 (05:19):
Yes, I see what you mean. Uh do you know
this girl?
Speaker 5 (05:22):
I saw her before in my life.
Speaker 1 (05:23):
Or struck either. No, mister Striker. I don't want to
talk myself out of a job, but you don't need
a private detective. Now. This is probably some harmless chap
who walked out of one of the local sanitariums and
took the ringing doorbit. But that's just it. He isn't
mister speed Huh? I did some telephoning this morning.
Speaker 5 (05:39):
Yes, he has a quasi successful cigar stand downtown and
an apartment on Levenworth Street. His name is right next
to mine in the telephone book. I I must get
to the bottom of this, mister Spade.
Speaker 1 (05:52):
I here here's fifty dollars. Well, mister Striker.
Speaker 5 (05:57):
Are you completely skeptical?
Speaker 1 (05:59):
No? No, just quasi And with that we formalized our
agreement on one of my quasi legal contracts. And I
promised to call you instantly if anything turns up. And
you departed, still in a quasi quandry, sticking the newspaper
clipping into my wallet. I hopped the cab and went
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to Strut's apartment on Leavenworth see twenty six four twenty two.
Speaker 4 (06:32):
Who hey, hey lady, Yeah open hay, it was a
cleaning lady. Clawthon, head, mop and tail beside her testing
the guarantee on Strut's grand piano.
Speaker 1 (06:53):
Uh to me that not head? Who struck?
Speaker 6 (07:05):
Oh, ain't got no respect for one thousand dollars grand piano.
Speaker 1 (07:10):
Listen to that.
Speaker 6 (07:12):
Busted string?
Speaker 1 (07:13):
Yes, crying, that's what it is. Are you yack? I
take it? Mister Strutt isn't then? Nope? Who are you?
Sam Spade private detective detective? Yeah, seems struck thinks someone
is going to kill him.
Speaker 6 (07:27):
Oh no, when did he dream.
Speaker 1 (07:30):
That one up? And you got me? You know, I'm
very well.
Speaker 6 (07:33):
I've come here twice a week for fifteen years. You
want to talk, Sam, you'll have to follow me around.
He got a wiggle on.
Speaker 1 (07:40):
Come on now, I'll get a wiggled you think. Do
you think he was dreaming it up? Hunh?
Speaker 6 (07:44):
Now, let me tell you about George Shutt. Yeah, let
me put.
Speaker 1 (07:47):
That bucket down out Yeah. Sorry.
Speaker 6 (07:50):
He is sixty eight years old.
Speaker 3 (07:52):
My knowledge.
Speaker 6 (07:53):
In the sixty eight years, one important thing has happened
to him.
Speaker 1 (07:58):
You were born.
Speaker 6 (08:00):
George does read too many cheap books.
Speaker 1 (08:03):
Show no girlfriends, no well, no women.
Speaker 6 (08:06):
Let me see there was a woman about eight years
ago on the bird watching club he belongs to.
Speaker 1 (08:12):
But that laden egg bird watching any enemies?
Speaker 6 (08:16):
How could a man like George have enemies? Nobody notices him.
Speaker 1 (08:20):
He matches the rug now. Look.
Speaker 6 (08:23):
He goes to lodge meetings twice a month, the church
every Sundry. He doesn't smoke, drink, gamble still on the floor.
These women know all about habits. No car, no house,
no money, no prospects. For God, I gotta get into
that club. So why would anyone want to kill George?
Truck been dead on his feet for twenty years. When
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I see George, I'll give him a facial mon.
Speaker 1 (08:51):
Gord. Oh, I turned in time to see him lean
out stiffly. He paused like a falling tree, and then
topple to the floor, followed closely by the cleaning lady,
who must have agreed before she fainted that George didn't
match the rug anymore. While this struck a false note
in my mind, it explained the false note in the piano.
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The missing string was wound around his neck. I dragged
her into the bedroom and managed to get her onto
the bed by making two trips, and I called homicide.
The next order of business for our agreement was to
call you, Striker, so I got Struts telephone book finally
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marked the page with your number on it with a
slip of paper, which turned out to be the receipt
for rent paid on a safe deposit box at the
Golden Gate Bank. Now this didn't seem especially important at
the moment, but something else did. He made a circle
around the group of six names in the phone book,
marking each one with a check Struggle, Strudwick, Strum, Strutherton, Strut,
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and Striker. I postponed calling you for the mo but
in dial the number just above Struts Strutherton, Harvey J
one five six, Santa Anna Avenue, Saint Francis. Would yes
mister Stutherton in? Please?
Speaker 2 (10:13):
No, No, mister Strutherton isn't in. This is his wife.
Speaker 1 (10:18):
My name is Spade, Missus Strutherton. I'm a private detective.
I don't want to alarm you, but alarm me. Do
you happen to know if your husband has received any
threats recently? Why not? Did I know us any contact
with a strange young woman about thirty red hair? Why
are you asking me this? I'd rather not say until
I know more about it. What about the girl? Yes, yes,
he did meet a girl like that. Oh when she
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came to the door one night about.
Speaker 2 (10:43):
A week ago, said her car was still down the
street aways, Harvey went out to help her.
Speaker 1 (10:47):
They were gone about a half hour and then he
came back. Did he tell you anything about it? No,
sol that he'd got there started. Is he a mechanic
or he was a lawyer? Was Harvey? He's dead?
Speaker 3 (11:00):
Mister Spate.
Speaker 5 (11:01):
His car crashed through a rail on the Skyline Boulevard
night before last.
Speaker 1 (11:05):
Brenda Hi just then the san mateo to identify.
Speaker 2 (11:09):
The body.
Speaker 4 (11:21):
A strong Joseph p. Eight twenty eight Howard Street. Yeah, yeah,
that's Joe.
Speaker 1 (11:26):
That Asha Beer. Thanks? You know Joe pretty well? I
like and I might not. Why what do you mean
you might not? This is a two eight Howard Street.
Isn't he the numbers over the door? Don't you like me?
By Jenny? What's cheating you about? Joe strump Ock? You
see this?
Speaker 4 (11:45):
Drivor detectors let's huh.
Speaker 1 (11:47):
Oh yeah, poor but honest barkie, trying hard to get
a little cooperation. I thought you was a cop. And
now what's with Joe? Well, i'll tell you.
Speaker 4 (11:57):
Yeah, he uses the phone here, makes a little book
now and then in the back room.
Speaker 1 (12:02):
Nothing wrong, you understand.
Speaker 4 (12:03):
But still in all there's nothing a guy likes to
blid around about the strangest you know.
Speaker 1 (12:08):
Yeah, Any idea where he is now?
Speaker 4 (12:10):
Well, that's a pretty hard thing to say where Joe
is at any given time, even when Joe's acting normal,
which at present he isn't.
Speaker 1 (12:18):
Oh why not?
Speaker 4 (12:19):
Well, like all bookies, Joe does not have a hot
but if he had one, eye would.
Speaker 1 (12:24):
Not hesitate to say. Joe was in love with a
redheaded name about thirty. How did you know? Man, Look
at the picture. Let me get my glasses there there.
Speaker 4 (12:37):
Ohhh, this is the dish.
Speaker 1 (12:40):
You know her name?
Speaker 4 (12:41):
No, no, Joe has made no formal announcement as yet,
but the way has gone around. He is giving eight
to five he will marry her, which for Joe is
a short thing. Last Friday, it was when I seen
him last. They sat up to the bar here and
the two of them talking at some length about things
I have never heard.
Speaker 1 (12:58):
Joe discussed before. What Well, As I.
Speaker 4 (13:01):
Said, bookies are different from people, so it should have
not surprised me that Joe and his wren were not
discussing rose covered cottages as do most boys and girls
when they reached the Loney stage. Yes, from what I
could gather as I passed by now and again saving
the other customers, Joe and his girl were discussing a cozy,
little rose covered safe deposit box.
Speaker 1 (13:23):
M h. And you haven't seen either of them since
last Friday? No, oh, you're right with you?
Speaker 4 (13:29):
Yeah, globally b faith Charlie talking. Yeah, why you don't
say when this morning?
Speaker 1 (13:42):
Eh? Yeah, yeah, sure I will. That's for God. Goodbye?
Speaker 4 (13:48):
You were you wouldn't know a bookie who might be casting.
Speaker 1 (13:52):
About for a phone, would you? What happened to Joe.
Speaker 4 (13:55):
Body washed the shore on Baker's Beach this morning? That
was the mook? I know what you mean, Sam Marx abrasions, confusions,
indications of foul play, that's right, MAXI did you see
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the police surgeon's report.
Speaker 1 (14:19):
Yeah, shot a dope and joved into the briny person
or person's unknown.
Speaker 4 (14:24):
Well, pretty hard to do by yourself. Sam, Oh, you
wish to look on Joe Strum I take it?
Speaker 1 (14:29):
Yeah, yeah, listen, yeah, let's see. Yeah. Oh no, no,
this is the wrong one. This is Strudwick. Wait a minute, Strudwick. Strudwick,
Anthony P. You know what I'm Sam? Yeah, twenty eighth
Genua Place, Baybview seven two one one eight. Nice looking boy,
they said, friend of yours. Huh no, no, huh. Well
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then how did you brand new league? I'm in maxy.
We call the shots ahead of time. What about Strudwick?
Speaker 4 (14:58):
Oh, artists lived on Telegraph up Hill, got drunk Green
Knights to go walk out his studio window on the
fourth floor, all alone at the time.
Speaker 1 (15:05):
If anyone offers yards on that, grab it. See you later,
MAXI yeah, but ain't you going to look on Joe's drum?
Speaker 4 (15:10):
No, well it's up to you, Sam, So long Strutwick.
Speaker 1 (15:21):
Top man on the totem pole was James A. Strubel,
a barber who lived on eighteen seven. I called, No
one answered, so I made what by now it become
the obvious deduction. I went to headquarters and checked the
homicide reports, likewise, the accident files and the traffic detail. Surprise,
no James a strubel. So I switched abruptly from the
s's to the d's and called on deer patient understanding,
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Lieutenant Dundee, who's going off? Half cor you? If you
weren't such an idiot, you'd see what I'm talking about.
Oh listen, Sam, I'm no green pea. I've been kicking
around homicide for thirty years, long enough to know you're
going to have a motive to build up a case. Yes,
how can you stand? Darren? Tell me? A redheaded dame
opens a phone book, draws a ring around six names,
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and then runs out quick knocks him. Hart, I didn't
say that, ah, And why do you want me to
put out a general pickup on James a struble? Because
if he isn't dead right now, he will be the dame. Dun'tey.
No dame could strangle a six foot man like strut
with a piano wire. She's working with someone same. I
love you, believe me, but try to see my side,
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will you? So I put out a general on struble
and we pick him up, and he screams, and the
chief hauls me and ask why, and I tell him
we put the pinch on struble because his name is
ticked off in somebody's phone book. Why, hey, were you?
I want to see the lieutenant. We'll ask him. Oh yeah,
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what's your name? James Struber? I want to report a
lot O? Who me? That's the last week got out
of him ten seconds after he hit the floor. He
was dead. The thirty eight swugg had taken him just
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onder the left shoulder blade, and instinctively Dundee grasped the point.
A squad car was dispatched to your office, mister Striker,
to pick you up and stow you safely in the
poke when I checked out. You are listening to the
weekly adventure of radio's most famous detective, Sam Spade. Three
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Sinister Siren Caper Tonight's adventure with Zam Spade. The next
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move looked like a tedious one to take the clipped
out picture of the Redhead and try to identifier by
matching it up in the files of one of the
town's four newspapers. I'd gone a half a block when
someone saved me the trouble. It was the Bartender.
Speaker 4 (18:48):
News for you, Ricklin talk, how about the Blue Fox? Okay,
how mach you in five minutes?
Speaker 1 (18:52):
Wait a minute? Why can't we talk here? Yes?
Speaker 4 (19:01):
She is yeah, sorry Sam, say well you're in sad
shave Bartender.
Speaker 1 (19:09):
What happened the red Head?
Speaker 4 (19:11):
Joe Strum's Gaila. She was in when an hour ago
she was loaded to begin with, and when I pour
her a couple of stiff horns on the house, she
begun to talk, Oh, Sam, crime is rampant.
Speaker 1 (19:23):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (19:23):
For instance, Well, from what she told me, Joe Strum
was dwelling in a fool's paradise. Much talk, many promises,
and an occasional spooch. But when the score is added up,
Joe never gets past his own tenyadline.
Speaker 1 (19:33):
Whose girl was she? Who's girl? Prepare for a jolt, Sam,
I'm holding onto my chair. Adi the actor, Audi the.
Speaker 4 (19:42):
Actor, Ahdi the actor. The picture you showed me was
taken at his trial. She was sitting right behind his lawyer.
Speaker 1 (19:48):
Wait a minute, Wait a minute, the safe depuzs ad box.
How much is already supposed to stanched away?
Speaker 4 (19:52):
She told me a solid half million bucks. Now numerous
insurance officials and a hat full of private dicks are
openly killed, he says, to what happened to the dough?
And the ranks of the curious have just been joined
by Addi himself since he busted out of the jug.
No do the cupboard is bear?
Speaker 1 (20:10):
Why do he take the box out in Joe's name?
She says. Ahdi is a whimsical type guy. You know
what he does.
Speaker 4 (20:15):
But he flips the phone book open when they pull
into town with the dough and picks himself five names
and five banks.
Speaker 1 (20:22):
Six names? You mean, no, five, she says, No striker
was own. Huh, never mind, never mind? So why do
you figured with the money in five different legitimate names?
It couldn't be traced to him if he got taps,
on which she does get tapped and convicted.
Speaker 4 (20:37):
Besides, now the dish looks upon Addi as in the
deep freeze and hustles around to each of the five
guys with the proposition. So Ardi becomes wise to this
and takes them up in order. When he busts out,
it cheers. Yeah, this much as much I learned before
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she staggers out of my joint. The rest timeless leap
for you figure.
Speaker 1 (21:02):
You can't drink partender occasional.
Speaker 4 (21:05):
Sam if there is any other reward though floating around
when the smoke sentles, I will be.
Speaker 1 (21:10):
At the Cloveral lyf sir, only beer, you know. And
if you run across the NATS hard working book, who
needs a phone? Yeah, thanks a lot, Charlie. Charlie wiped
the frog off his chin with a napkune and took off.
I let him have a healthy lead, then tailed him.
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It was quite a tour or too, into the morgue,
across the street, out the Kearney Street door, then out
of the California Street cable car and up knob Hill
to the Fairmount Hotel, where he hustled into a yellow
cab number four six ' two and drove off, and
waiting for him in the cab was the Redheaded Dane.
There were no other cabs around the following, so I
waited a half hour until it got back, waved a
bill under the driver's nose, and climbed back on the
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Merry go round. He let Charlie out of his own place,
the Clover League, and then driven downtown to a fleabag
called the shore Side Hotel on the Embarca Darrow, where
he left the Redhead. I woke up the desk clerk
and shoved the Redhead's picture under his nose.
Speaker 3 (22:07):
Let me see, let me see.
Speaker 1 (22:11):
Seems like you recognize him. Sure, terrible Clara about them?
Will be clean in it.
Speaker 3 (22:18):
Don't win anything.
Speaker 1 (22:20):
Look, friend, she was just here, Clara, the girl here
didn't she ain't clarable, right right, she ain't Clara. She
just drove up in a taxi.
Speaker 3 (22:28):
Yeah, don't see as good as how you steal you
see the glasses hurt my No, she.
Speaker 1 (22:35):
Just drove up in a taxi. Did you see her
come in?
Speaker 3 (22:37):
No? No, no, I must have been doge in a way. Yeah,
I seen her come out though, Yeah, her and mister
Walker checked out fifteen minutes back.
Speaker 1 (22:49):
He was in twenty six upstairs. I didn't have to
cross examine the clerk to see mister Walker had lived
in twenty six for some time. The floor was ankles
deep in cigarette butts, liquor bottles, sandwich crusts, another debris.
A table in the corner was covered with travel folders,
mostly on South America and Seven Days newspapers, the top
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one of which was turned to the story on Ardi,
the Actor that I've been reading in my office this
morning when it all started. You know, it's too bad
you came in when you did strike her, because if
I'd read one more paragraph, I'd learned something that could
have saved me a lot of trouble. Whatever was the
case with four of the names, the fifth one already
hadn't picked at random. His lawyer was Harvey Jay Strutherton. Hello,
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missus Strutherton, this is Sam Space. Mister Spade, Thank Heaven
you call. I'm terribly frightened. What's the matter the girl
I read him? Yes, she just called me. She says,
she says, my husband was murdered.
Speaker 2 (23:45):
One of his clients, a man he defended things.
Speaker 3 (23:47):
Harve he betrayed here.
Speaker 1 (23:48):
Arty the actor Aardy Billings.
Speaker 2 (23:49):
Yes, there was a lot of money.
Speaker 1 (23:51):
She knows where it is. Why is she telling you allway?
Speaker 3 (23:53):
I don't know, mister Spade.
Speaker 1 (23:54):
She warned me against calling the police.
Speaker 2 (23:56):
I don't know what to do.
Speaker 1 (23:57):
Then don't do anything. Don't you see she's coming here.
Speaker 6 (24:00):
He'll be here in twenty minutes.
Speaker 1 (24:06):
I made it in fifteen, left the cable block away
and walk down Santa Ana Avenue to number one five six.
The night foget moved in, making it tough to follow
the path through the high shrubbery to the door of
the house. Missus Strutherton hadn't helped matters. Anybody turning out
every light in the joint. Mister Spade, Yeah, yeah, she
(24:27):
hear you.
Speaker 2 (24:28):
No, no, come in?
Speaker 1 (24:29):
Why don't you turn out the lights? I was being watched.
Speaker 4 (24:32):
There's a fire in the living room this way.
Speaker 1 (24:36):
The shades and draperies were all pulled, the windows shut tight.
The house had the musty wreak of a room that's
been closed up for a long time. She guided me
around the dining room furniture and through the doors into
the living room, sat me down in front of the fire.
Would you like some brandy, mister Spade. No thanks cigarette, yeah, thanks?
Tell me now, tell me. I want to know everything.
This man my husband defended. You know he's out of jail.
Speaker 5 (24:59):
I saw the papers.
Speaker 2 (25:00):
Why would he kill Harvey after my husband did everything
in his power.
Speaker 5 (25:03):
To get him a credit?
Speaker 1 (25:04):
Money? A lot of money? How much? A half million dollars?
How about a match? Oh? Yes? I held back, and
without thinking, she leaned over into the firelight. I saw
missus Stubenham. Then for the first time it was the redhead.
All right, holding now, don't move. This is a thirty
eight baby at the back of your neck. Now, don't move,
all right? Where is he? I don't know what you mean.
(25:26):
You heard what I said. Where's your husband? He's dead
body you identified and Sam Mateo is already the actor.
You and Harvey engineered the escape. So you have a
fall guy for five murders and five hundred thousand bucks. Now,
for the last time, where is he? Harvey? All right, Harvey,
you kill me? Don't don't do it. I didn't have
(25:56):
to a few months. Hence the state of California will
do it the legal way. It was a long ride
round Robin Hood's barn, striker. But you wanted to get
to the bottom of it. So there it is, period
end of report.
Speaker 3 (26:07):
Damn, what about the money?
Speaker 1 (26:09):
I'm still looking for it. If Harvey has thus far
chosen not to talk, but Dundee hasn't really turned on
the persuasion machinery yet. Who knows. Maybe he's opened the
phone book at the P's and put his finger on
pirene Efie.
Speaker 2 (26:20):
Oh, you don't even think of it, Sam, I'll settle
for twenty six dollars and eighty seven cents, which represents.
Speaker 1 (26:26):
The shorty in my check covering the period, Efie. What
can I believe? My ears? What I look back upon
the past twelve hours? How to keep our little organization
together to stave off the bill collector? I placed my
life in jeopardy, tangle with a murderess, use my poor
tired body as bait for her savage conspiracy. I'm surreting
(26:49):
my way through Morgan crime ridden ally to finally win
the fight, and then and then to come home expecting
a cheery welcome, and to get instead scurvy in the
windows and a bill for twenty six eighty. I'll forget
it them.
Speaker 6 (27:03):
You don't ever mention it again.
Speaker 1 (27:04):
I'm sure that's my girl here ten twenty five, six, seven,
twenty seven and we're all square. Come here, Hi, you
can bring me the thirteen cents tomorrow. My good good night,
THEAM good Night Sweetheart. Three chimes mean Good Times on
(27:38):
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