November 2, 2024 • 28 mins
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The National Broadcasting Company presents the Adventures of Sam Spade, Detective.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
Some say detective agency.
Speaker 1 (00:14):
The Sweetheart excruciating. If I suffered, girl, how I suffered.
Speaker 2 (00:20):
But there's no other waste when they turned against.
Speaker 1 (00:23):
The true, dear one, True. But from somewhere I must
find strength. You must you 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 the homely, humble tools of your trade.
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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 for NBC, William Spear, Radio's outstanding Producer, director of
Mystory and Crime Drama, brings you the greatest private detective
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of them all in the Adventures of Sam Spade, who
called Young Witer Perene Laver is a soap opera ever over,
Dear One, I know, I know, but it's not the end.
It's never the end. Pull up a chair. Now take
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a firm grip on pad, pencil, and your emotions got them.
Good show to Agatha Pilbeam from Samuel's 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?
Is that clear to say our ourgin? Is it? Miss Pilbean?
Speaker 2 (02:07):
Very very, mister Spade.
Speaker 3 (02:09):
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?
Speaker 2 (02:29):
Yeah?
Speaker 1 (02:30):
Yeah, when'd you get out? Oh? Last month? But I'm
a good boy now, yeah, take one of my cards.
Do you know anyone who needs a first class private
eye cracks available? And what are you doing? He is, eh?
Lady wants to see me soapaba queen? Is that what
she is?
Speaker 2 (02:45):
Sex?
Speaker 1 (02:45):
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,
I'm got a job right now. I mean you got
your license on Holly Wilde wad. You can always run
off a photostat of someone else's Oh sham, that's me.
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Quack was a crook, but a nice crook. He never
killed anybody. He was just an uncurable camera fiend, specializing
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, Quack was
your man. Well, I walked up the drive to the door,
through it, past a white shirt front that turned out
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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
and a long holder in one hand and a mouthpiece
of a dictating machine in the other.
Speaker 4 (03:46):
But John, hush Melnda, 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 I waited for a noteing,
but there just wasn't any. So I had a rusn't
run away from life.
Speaker 3 (04:08):
We must approach this there you pardon or just a
minute my mood music?
Speaker 1 (04:17):
I see, I'm Sam Spade, Miss Pilbin.
Speaker 4 (04:19):
You come, come sit beside me, mister Spade, it's time
we talk things over.
Speaker 1 (04:25):
Well, thanks, Oh, maybe you'd better start at the.
Speaker 4 (04:27):
When a 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 3 (04:41):
I'm talking about memester Spade? Whom can I turn to?
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?
Speaker 2 (04:58):
What?
Speaker 3 (04:58):
Indeed?
Speaker 1 (04:59):
Well, I I haven't caught the show lately. You will
have to bring me up to day. Why don't you
run through the announcer's part, you and I'll right after
the organ when he says, when we left Julia Jukes
yesterday I'm sorry.
Speaker 3 (05:10):
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,
Oh you're married.
Speaker 1 (05:20):
I thought it was miss Agatha Pilby.
Speaker 2 (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.
Speaker 3 (05:35):
I tried to penetrate the show, but he only drew
farther into it.
Speaker 4 (05:38):
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'd only stared silently out the window and finally walked
silently from the room.
Speaker 1 (05:52):
Well, how long did this go on? How long a series?
Did you get?
Speaker 2 (05:55):
Out of it?
Speaker 3 (05:56):
For weeks until a few days ago when the final
blow fellow. It was evening and Agatha and Martin were
at dinner.
Speaker 4 (06:03):
Let's look in on them as Oh sorry, we were
at dinner when the doorbell rang and I answered it
with a telegram from Martin from Mexico. I gave it
to him and watched the blood drain from his handsome
features as he read it.
Speaker 3 (06:17):
His hand trembled, his jaw clenched.
Speaker 1 (06:19):
But you forced yourself to speak.
Speaker 3 (06:21):
Yes, what is it? Martin? I asked, tell me please,
for the sake of our.
Speaker 1 (06:27):
Love, and he looked.
Speaker 3 (06:29):
Down at me as if I were a stranger.
Speaker 4 (06:31):
Then he crumpled the telegram, threw it savagely into the firepace,
and strode.
Speaker 3 (06:35):
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, Cardozer.
Speaker 4 (06:46):
What is the terrible secret of Martin hawks? 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, mister Spade.
Speaker 4 (07:02):
I must find him now, of all times, I need
his love when a woman reaches forty.
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 4 (07:29):
Yes, 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 Hawk's 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.
It's that that woman, mister Spaed Agatha.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
Yes, yes, Agathon. She never understood Martin. She doesn't understand Martin.
She never has tried to understand Martin. Do you hear me?
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 1 (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):
Sh let 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 I did. They told him his sister
was in town, that she was working at some some
nightclub and wanted to see him.
Speaker 1 (09:22):
What nightclub was this?
Speaker 2 (09:23):
Me see it was the Tortuoga. What else? 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, say, 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. I ain't got time. Dorman Dorman.
Please take a look at the picture. No, I ain't
got to wait. Yeah, fellow was here.
Speaker 3 (10:27):
Tuesday, Monday night.
Speaker 1 (10:29):
It was well, who do you come to see?
Speaker 3 (10:31):
Wasn't nobody named Hawks?
Speaker 1 (10:33):
Mister? Who was Beth Chardy? Well, bless you dormand 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 2 (10:54):
Sure is?
Speaker 3 (10:55):
Sit me up? Jack?
Speaker 1 (10:56):
I'm Sam.
Speaker 4 (10:57):
I don't care if your boris call off.
Speaker 3 (10:58):
You got hands and hit me up?
Speaker 1 (11:01):
Okay? You say when? When can you breathe?
Speaker 2 (11:10):
Oh? No, you can't have everything out that's on your mind.
Speaker 1 (11:17):
Jack, Martin Hawks 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 spoiling 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? Did I tell you he
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got a telegram from Mexico?
Speaker 3 (11:44):
Mexico?
Speaker 1 (11:44):
Yeah, upset him. Something awful. Regret must confirm your worst fear.
You're dead.
Speaker 4 (11:50):
Huh Yeah, that's great.
Speaker 1 (11:54):
I'm great, pretty hilarious.
Speaker 3 (11:56):
Huh Jack, you just ain't got no idea.
Speaker 4 (12:00):
I got a piece of advice for you, Jack, Oh,
forget about Maudy Hawks.
Speaker 2 (12:04):
And 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 beeth 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 had
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 was
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contemplating same when Hello Manet, Yeah, good Christopher.
Speaker 4 (13:38):
I scared you wouldn't be there, gory to get your home?
Speaker 1 (13:41):
Do it, baby, do it?
Speaker 3 (13:42):
Pull a string.
Speaker 2 (13:43):
We'll never make it with this guy.
Speaker 3 (13:45):
We're through. Pull a string here.
Speaker 1 (13:47):
Do it, baby, do it?
Speaker 5 (13:48):
Make it?
Speaker 1 (13:49):
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 didn't have to.
Oh right, stand back, everybody, stand back, Dogan, Oh hello, Sam,
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what happened?
Speaker 3 (14:12):
Name?
Speaker 1 (14:12):
Just doctor tefall come from a room and he for
stand back you out. There was no need to, 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 hair brushed past me and
bent over the bodies. Where is she? Rick Beth sister
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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 I helped him through the crowd
toward the adulants that had just rolled up, sat him
on the running board, and began to question him. Oh
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what what was that?
Speaker 3 (14:56):
A gun?
Speaker 1 (14:57):
Your name? Your name? 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 a 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 Beth? Was it
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murder or suicide?
Speaker 2 (15:47):
Or both?
Speaker 1 (15:48):
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. You are listening to the
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weekly adventure of radio's most famous detective Sam Spade. Three
chimes mean good Times on NBC Saturday Night is Date Night.
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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 Canova Show, starring Judy
in a melodic and carefree half hour of laughs. And
Grand o'laffrey was singing MC Redfoley and his special guest,
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cowboy troubadour Ernie Tubb. Now back to the soap opera
caper Tonight's adventure with Sam Spade. It's a half hour
later now in the sterile whiteness of a hospital room
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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.
Speaker 2 (17:28):
Speak to me, Mardin, darling, who are.
Speaker 3 (17:35):
You as your own? Agathon?
Speaker 1 (17:41):
Come, Agity, better leave him bee for now.
Speaker 2 (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 be Or.
Speaker 1 (18:13):
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.
Speaker 3 (18:31):
And the other the other. Well, no wonder poor Martin
gave away before.
Speaker 1 (18:38):
This, 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 deane Dame left a sealed envelope
with us.
Speaker 2 (19:55):
How was in it?
Speaker 1 (19:55):
How do I know? It was sealed mock 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.
Speaker 3 (20:08):
No is it important?
Speaker 1 (20:09):
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 her at the Tortuga period had
in a door part of it. 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
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to it A the lawyer from Mexico City from a
lawyer named Cardoza, be the murder of Beth Jardine and c.
The reason for young doctor Hawk's 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,
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not one of the better business sections for a private detective.
I walk down Third Street, 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
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Model A was something twice as long and three times
as shiny, with a motor running out of place by
about four thousand dollars. I'll kind of laid, aren't you,
Norah Sam? Norah Sam, Norah, don't reach for the hank. Sure,
and you believed it like everything else he told you.
Come on, get out. I will not get out, Oh
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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 soft Who was in the closet and did
he still have his toothbrush? His terrible secret and his
amnesia with him. Wow, Samy, 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 a
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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.
Speaker 2 (23:48):
You know what about a check?
Speaker 1 (23:49):
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 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 4 (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 growing up out shop. The closet
door knob was turning slowly. I waved him out of
the way and picked up the chair. It was all over.
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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 a 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 Speed, 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
you were born in nineteen eleven. I believe, yes, said,
I say.
Speaker 1 (25:15):
Life must go on even when a woman reached 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 pood.
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 5 (26:09):
Oh say, hey, I.
Speaker 2 (26:12):
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 2 (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.
Speaker 3 (27:03):
Tears, the tears of gratitude, SAMs.
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.
Speaker 2 (27:26):
I haven't even your wife to be versus.
Speaker 5 (27:29):
Nothing but peace and choir, fairly regular pay check, with
only a corpse now and then, to put this a
ripple on the mirror smoothness of our bliss, beautiful, I thought, so, you.
Speaker 2 (27:39):
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. Good night, Sam, good night, sweethear Hello.
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The Adventures of Sam Spade are produced, edited, and directed
by William Spears. Sam Spade was played by Stephen Dunn,
Loreen Turtle as Effie. Script for the Night's Adventure by
Harold Swanton, Musical scoring by Lud Bluskin, conducted by Robert Armbrewster.
Join us again next week, same time for another adventure
with Sam Spade. Join the Magnificent Montague and have fun
(28:35):
a Duffy's Tavern on NBC
The National Broadcasting Company presents the Adventures of Sam Spade, Detective.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
Some say detective agency.
Speaker 1 (00:14):
The Sweetheart excruciating. If I suffered, girl, how I suffered.
Speaker 2 (00:20):
But there's no other waste when they turned against.
Speaker 1 (00:23):
The true, dear one, True. But from somewhere I must
find strength. You must you 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 the homely, humble tools of your trade.
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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 for NBC, William Spear, Radio's outstanding Producer, director of
Mystory and Crime Drama, brings you the greatest private detective
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of them all in the Adventures of Sam Spade, who
called Young Witer Perene Laver is a soap opera ever over,
Dear One, I know, I know, but it's not the end.
It's never the end. Pull up a chair. Now take
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a firm grip on pad, pencil, and your emotions got them.
Good show to Agatha Pilbeam from Samuel's 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?
Is that clear to say our ourgin? Is it? Miss Pilbean?
Speaker 2 (02:07):
Very very, mister Spade.
Speaker 3 (02:09):
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?
Speaker 2 (02:29):
Yeah?
Speaker 1 (02:30):
Yeah, when'd you get out? Oh? Last month? But I'm
a good boy now, yeah, take one of my cards.
Do you know anyone who needs a first class private
eye cracks available? And what are you doing? He is, eh?
Lady wants to see me soapaba queen? Is that what
she is?
Speaker 2 (02:45):
Sex?
Speaker 1 (02:45):
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,
I'm got a job right now. I mean you got
your license on Holly Wilde wad. You can always run
off a photostat of someone else's Oh sham, that's me.
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Quack was a crook, but a nice crook. He never
killed anybody. He was just an uncurable camera fiend, specializing
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, Quack was
your man. Well, I walked up the drive to the door,
through it, past a white shirt front that turned out
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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
and a long holder in one hand and a mouthpiece
of a dictating machine in the other.
Speaker 4 (03:46):
But John, hush Melnda, 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 I waited for a noteing,
but there just wasn't any. So I had a rusn't
run away from life.
Speaker 3 (04:08):
We must approach this there you pardon or just a
minute my mood music?
Speaker 1 (04:17):
I see, I'm Sam Spade, Miss Pilbin.
Speaker 4 (04:19):
You come, come sit beside me, mister Spade, it's time
we talk things over.
Speaker 1 (04:25):
Well, thanks, Oh, maybe you'd better start at the.
Speaker 4 (04:27):
When a 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 3 (04:41):
I'm talking about memester Spade? Whom can I turn to?
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?
Speaker 2 (04:58):
What?
Speaker 3 (04:58):
Indeed?
Speaker 1 (04:59):
Well, I I haven't caught the show lately. You will
have to bring me up to day. Why don't you
run through the announcer's part, you and I'll right after
the organ when he says, when we left Julia Jukes
yesterday I'm sorry.
Speaker 3 (05:10):
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,
Oh you're married.
Speaker 1 (05:20):
I thought it was miss Agatha Pilby.
Speaker 2 (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.
Speaker 3 (05:35):
I tried to penetrate the show, but he only drew
farther into it.
Speaker 4 (05:38):
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'd only stared silently out the window and finally walked
silently from the room.
Speaker 1 (05:52):
Well, how long did this go on? How long a series?
Did you get?
Speaker 2 (05:55):
Out of it?
Speaker 3 (05:56):
For weeks until a few days ago when the final
blow fellow. It was evening and Agatha and Martin were
at dinner.
Speaker 4 (06:03):
Let's look in on them as Oh sorry, we were
at dinner when the doorbell rang and I answered it
with a telegram from Martin from Mexico. I gave it
to him and watched the blood drain from his handsome
features as he read it.
Speaker 3 (06:17):
His hand trembled, his jaw clenched.
Speaker 1 (06:19):
But you forced yourself to speak.
Speaker 3 (06:21):
Yes, what is it? Martin? I asked, tell me please,
for the sake of our.
Speaker 1 (06:27):
Love, and he looked.
Speaker 3 (06:29):
Down at me as if I were a stranger.
Speaker 4 (06:31):
Then he crumpled the telegram, threw it savagely into the firepace,
and strode.
Speaker 3 (06:35):
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, Cardozer.
Speaker 4 (06:46):
What is the terrible secret of Martin hawks? 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, mister Spade.
Speaker 4 (07:02):
I must find him now, of all times, I need
his love when a woman reaches forty.
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 4 (07:29):
Yes, 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 Hawk's 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.
It's that that woman, mister Spaed Agatha.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
Yes, yes, Agathon. She never understood Martin. She doesn't understand Martin.
She never has tried to understand Martin. Do you hear me?
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 1 (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):
Sh let 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 I did. They told him his sister
was in town, that she was working at some some
nightclub and wanted to see him.
Speaker 1 (09:22):
What nightclub was this?
Speaker 2 (09:23):
Me see it was the Tortuoga. What else? 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, say, 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. I ain't got time. Dorman Dorman.
Please take a look at the picture. No, I ain't
got to wait. Yeah, fellow was here.
Speaker 3 (10:27):
Tuesday, Monday night.
Speaker 1 (10:29):
It was well, who do you come to see?
Speaker 3 (10:31):
Wasn't nobody named Hawks?
Speaker 1 (10:33):
Mister? Who was Beth Chardy? Well, bless you dormand 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 2 (10:54):
Sure is?
Speaker 3 (10:55):
Sit me up? Jack?
Speaker 1 (10:56):
I'm Sam.
Speaker 4 (10:57):
I don't care if your boris call off.
Speaker 3 (10:58):
You got hands and hit me up?
Speaker 1 (11:01):
Okay? You say when? When can you breathe?
Speaker 2 (11:10):
Oh? No, you can't have everything out that's on your mind.
Speaker 1 (11:17):
Jack, Martin Hawks 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 spoiling 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? Did I tell you he
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got a telegram from Mexico?
Speaker 3 (11:44):
Mexico?
Speaker 1 (11:44):
Yeah, upset him. Something awful. Regret must confirm your worst fear.
You're dead.
Speaker 4 (11:50):
Huh Yeah, that's great.
Speaker 1 (11:54):
I'm great, pretty hilarious.
Speaker 3 (11:56):
Huh Jack, you just ain't got no idea.
Speaker 4 (12:00):
I got a piece of advice for you, Jack, Oh,
forget about Maudy Hawks.
Speaker 2 (12:04):
And 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 beeth 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 had
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 was
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contemplating same when Hello Manet, Yeah, good Christopher.
Speaker 4 (13:38):
I scared you wouldn't be there, gory to get your home?
Speaker 1 (13:41):
Do it, baby, do it?
Speaker 3 (13:42):
Pull a string.
Speaker 2 (13:43):
We'll never make it with this guy.
Speaker 3 (13:45):
We're through. Pull a string here.
Speaker 1 (13:47):
Do it, baby, do it?
Speaker 5 (13:48):
Make it?
Speaker 1 (13:49):
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 didn't have to.
Oh right, stand back, everybody, stand back, Dogan, Oh hello, Sam,
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what happened?
Speaker 3 (14:12):
Name?
Speaker 1 (14:12):
Just doctor tefall come from a room and he for
stand back you out. There was no need to, 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 hair brushed past me and
bent over the bodies. Where is she? Rick Beth sister
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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 I helped him through the crowd
toward the adulants that had just rolled up, sat him
on the running board, and began to question him. Oh
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what what was that?
Speaker 3 (14:56):
A gun?
Speaker 1 (14:57):
Your name? Your name? 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 a 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 Beth? Was it
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murder or suicide?
Speaker 2 (15:47):
Or both?
Speaker 1 (15:48):
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. You are listening to the
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weekly adventure of radio's most famous detective Sam Spade. Three
chimes mean good Times on NBC Saturday Night is Date Night.
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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 Canova Show, starring Judy
in a melodic and carefree half hour of laughs. And
Grand o'laffrey was singing MC Redfoley and his special guest,
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cowboy troubadour Ernie Tubb. Now back to the soap opera
caper Tonight's adventure with Sam Spade. It's a half hour
later now in the sterile whiteness of a hospital room
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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.
Speaker 2 (17:28):
Speak to me, Mardin, darling, who are.
Speaker 3 (17:35):
You as your own? Agathon?
Speaker 1 (17:41):
Come, Agity, better leave him bee for now.
Speaker 2 (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 be Or.
Speaker 1 (18:13):
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.
Speaker 3 (18:31):
And the other the other. Well, no wonder poor Martin
gave away before.
Speaker 1 (18:38):
This, 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 deane Dame left a sealed envelope
with us.
Speaker 2 (19:55):
How was in it?
Speaker 1 (19:55):
How do I know? It was sealed mock 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.
Speaker 3 (20:08):
No is it important?
Speaker 1 (20:09):
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 her at the Tortuga period had
in a door part of it. 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
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to it A the lawyer from Mexico City from a
lawyer named Cardoza, be the murder of Beth Jardine and c.
The reason for young doctor Hawk's 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,
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not one of the better business sections for a private detective.
I walk down Third Street, 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
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Model A was something twice as long and three times
as shiny, with a motor running out of place by
about four thousand dollars. I'll kind of laid, aren't you,
Norah Sam? Norah Sam, Norah, don't reach for the hank. Sure,
and you believed it like everything else he told you.
Come on, get out. I will not get out, Oh
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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 soft Who was in the closet and did
he still have his toothbrush? His terrible secret and his
amnesia with him. Wow, Samy, 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 a
(23:13):
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
(23:35):
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.
Speaker 2 (23:48):
You know what about a check?
Speaker 1 (23:49):
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 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 4 (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 growing up out shop. The closet
door knob was turning slowly. I waved him out of
the way and picked up the chair. It was all over.
(24:37):
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 a 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 Speed, 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
you were born in nineteen eleven. I believe, yes, said,
I say.
Speaker 1 (25:15):
Life must go on even when a woman reached 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 pood.
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 5 (26:09):
Oh say, hey, I.
Speaker 2 (26:12):
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 2 (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.
Speaker 3 (27:03):
Tears, the tears of gratitude, SAMs.
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.
Speaker 2 (27:26):
I haven't even your wife to be versus.
Speaker 5 (27:29):
Nothing but peace and choir, fairly regular pay check, with
only a corpse now and then, to put this a
ripple on the mirror smoothness of our bliss, beautiful, I thought, so, you.
Speaker 2 (27:39):
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. Good night, Sam, good night, sweethear Hello.
(28:15):
The Adventures of Sam Spade are produced, edited, and directed
by William Spears. Sam Spade was played by Stephen Dunn,
Loreen Turtle as Effie. Script for the Night's Adventure by
Harold Swanton, Musical scoring by Lud Bluskin, conducted by Robert Armbrewster.
Join us again next week, same time for another adventure
with Sam Spade. Join the Magnificent Montague and have fun
(28:35):
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