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is time for this week's episode of Yours Truly Johnny Dollar, and we're beginning
this week's Johnny Dollar cereal now. As a reminder, we are going to
play episodes one and two today. If you are minded to listen to the
complete serial together, then I would encourage you to wait till Friday and pause
this episode and then on Friday you can listen to episodes one and two and
three and five right back to back. Now, I do want to say
before we play this that this is an interesting serial in that I believe it
was the last Yours Truly Johnny Dollar cereal to become fully available. Now,
while we do have four cereals that are missing, Apple Jerry Hindigus on his
webside at otrsote dot com had episode five of The Sea Legs Matter listed as
a lost episode, and with these five part serials. Not having a part
five essentially ruins the story. By the time that thought into listening to these
in the mid to light two thousands, it had been completed. But this
was the one that for so many years you couldn't really listen to in a
complete fashion. So now from July thirtieth and thirty first of nineteen fifty six,
here is The Sea Legs Matter, Episodes one and two from Hollywood.
It's time now for Johnny Dollar. Hi, Johnny, say, didn't you
tell me one time? But you're quite ant about fishing? Is that at
McCracken at Universal Jesuit Europe? Oh Gonnet? You know you spiked my plans
for a fishing trip just a few weeks ago? Oh yeah, all right,
what's on your mind? Big fish? Real big fish? You ever
hear of Douglas a landfair? Uh millionaire playboy sportsman yousment had someone well,
didn't I read somewhere that he sure did? Johnny at the bottom of the
Deep Blue Sea, And a four hundred thousand dollars claim has been filed interested
an expense account based on that will be a pleasure tonight and every weekday night.
Bob Bailey in the transcribed Adventures of the Man with the action packed Expense
account America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator Yours, truly, Johnny Dollar, from Special
Investigator Johnny Dollar to Universal Adjustment Karau, Hartford, Connecticut. Following is an
accounting of expended yours during my investigation of the Sea Legs matter. Expencer count
outam one ninety cents taxi from my apartment to the offices of Universal Adjustment where
Pat McCracken was waiting for me with a handful and a head full of information.
Two claims Johnny, both filed by Constance Landsfair. The wife here copies
of them. I'll come too, Pert, and number one is against Douglas
Landfair's life policy with Greater Southwest Life and Casually Insurance Company two hundred and fifty
thousand. Oh, what's the other? One hundred and fifty thousand International Maritime
Organization for the loss of the land Fair yacht four hundred thousand clan. That's
right, Okay, what's the story? Well? Landfair was making a triple
on the coast of Central America and his yacht, the Sea Legs. He
ran onto a rock or something. The boat sank and he and his crew
one went down with her. Why do you have any reason to question the
validity of the claim by missus Landfair. Two and a half years ago,
Landfair himself filed a claim with International Maname. It seems he lost a power
cruiser in exactly the same place near the Buldaro Islands off coast of Nicaragua.
Eighty five thousand dollars total loss happened in a spot where not one bit of
the reculd be salvage. Oh where'd you learn that? Local authorities in this
small Nicaraguaan seaport and missus Landfair she was with him on that trip, but
she wasn't with him on this one. Afore the sea lags No, or
presumably she wouldn't be around to file the claim. Where's Constant Landfair now?
Pat home, as far as I know, lives on their small estate on
Long Island out near the town of Kutchag. You want to call her talk
to her? No, I think I'll go down there. Item two twenty
one to twenty Fair and miscellaneous to cut Yog Long Island. Item three A
buck even for a taxi from the little station to the Landfair estate state?
Did you call it mister well, isn't it well, it used to be
before the Landfair sold awful lot of it. That's so, I guess there
wasn't nothing else he could do, keep up with that highway of living.
Keep talking, fella well, the old man land for his father in law.
He had plenty, I guess, But after he died, all kids
seemed to do was spend it, you know what I mean. Fancy yachts,
let's polo, playing Florida in the winter, main the summer, all
that sort of thing. Oh, there's place now, right up ahead there
on the right. I looked, and when I saw, apparently bore out
what the taxi driver had said. A big stone wall surrounded what had evidently
been the original rather vast property belonging to the estate. Square. In the
middle of it set what was probably once called a mansion, but small new
modern homes were crowding in on the old house. Hello, missus Landfair,
I'm Johnny Dollar. I'm representing the Universal Adjustment Bureau in Hartford. Oh,
yes, of course, in connection with the insurance. Won't you come in
please writing here, mister Dollar, and do pardon the looks of the place.
I'm afraid I've neglected things somewhat since well said down? Please thank you?
Uh. I hope you don't mind answering a few questions, missus lampeer.
But since you've already filed claims on the insurance policies, well, I'll
try to be as brief as possible. I don't want to see in cold
blotted about it, mister Dollar. But the initial shock of losing Doug and
the loss of the yacht is past. There's nothing to be gained in just
sitting around feeling sorry for myself, particularly in view of the day to day
problems I have to face. What problems, missus lampeer, to be perfectly
blunt about it, financial mostly Well, I must say your attitude is very
commendable. It's a necessary attitude under the circumstances. Now, what may I
tell you? If you're sure you don't mind talking about it, I'd like
to know all I can about the circumstances surrounding the sinking of the yacht.
Well, I don't quite know how to start. We were on a just
a pleasure crew. You were along on this trip, yes, that is
up until until the day had happened. Oh, why did Doug ever happened.
I'm sorry, mister Doll. Well, we were just taking our time
cruising south along the east coast of Central America, doing a little fishing.
We'd often taken the Sea Legs down there. That's the yacht, Yes,
a motor sailor here on the wall. This is a picture of her.
That's Doug on deck. Oh isn't she beautiful? Sixty eight feet over all,
twenty foot beam, solid teak decking everything. Yes, that is a
good looking about. It's terrible to lose something as nice as that, isn't
it. Yes, Yes, any car along the of Nicaragua, Dog decided
to put in at San Juan del Pero. That's where the Sea Legs had
originally been built, but the sand bar formations have almost ruined San Juan is
a port. So we went on up to Bluefields. Oh, yes,
I understand that's now the best seaport on the Caribbean side of Nicaragua. You
know that country down there only from what I've read. Oh, but go
on please. Well, while we were there, he had some work done
on our radio equipment. We'd had trouble with it on the way down.
Ah. When the work was finished, of course, he wanted to try
it out. He'd found a radio amateur in Porta Gado, so he asked
me to stay on shore while he and the skipper went out to sea.
We kept in contact every few minutes while he headed her out toward the Boldero
Islands. The Boldero Islands, isn't that why you lost a power cruiser a
couple of years ago? Yes, the Conneo named after me, and I
begged him not to go up there again, Why, missus lampeir Because of
the treacherous currents between the two little islands, the great deep that lies between
them, the terribly dangerous spot with pinnacles of rock that reach up almost to
the surface. Well, why did he go out there again? To prove
a point? That's all to prove a point. Look, I'm afraid I
don't follow you. Doug had blamed the loss of the Carneo two years before
on poor seamanship by the man at the wheel. He wanted to prove that
he could take a boat through there safely. Ah. Kind of looks like
he was wrong, doesn't it. His last words over the radio were that
a rock had torn the bottom out of the sea. Legs, Oh,
mister dollar. Before the signal stopped. I could hear the crunching of the
hull and the sound of the waters that swept in and over. It was
terrible. You sent someone out there right away, of course, yes,
but it was no use. The Sea Legs was gone, and with it
went my husband and the man with him, and the uh. The bodies
were never recron before. When we lost the carneo, we had time to
put on life preservers launched the small boat. I must admit I wanted how
it was when the Sea Legs went down. There was time and I could
hear it over the radio, and it was terrible. It was terrible.
I'm sorry, it's all right. I'm all right, jack, mister Dollar.
I may have to go down there, missus Landfair and go through the
motions of an investigation, you know, But then you your companies will pay
the claims. I see no reason now why not. It's terrible to have
to be so frank about it, but I do need the money, Johnny.
I was telling the truth. I didn't see any reason why the claims
shouldn't be paid. Perhaps Connie Landfair's explanation of why she wasn't grieving over the
loss of her husband was true, but more than once I wondered if she
weren't far more concerned over the loss of the yacht or about how soon she
could collect on the policies. Then that deliberate slip and starting to call me
by my first name, Just what are your plans, missus Lanfair? The
plans, Johnny, I don't quite know what you mean. Well, I
suppose the companies make prompt payment on these claims. That'll mean four hundred thousand
dollars. Well, really, mister dollar, aren't you overstepping bounds a little
bit? Maybe? But if it'll make you feel any better, or if
it will help to hasten a settlement, I'll tell you I'll sell what is
left of this property and leave the country, leave for where, somewhere in
Europe, on the continent alone, I beg you. Of course, sorry,
I just wondered. Doug and I were too close to even think of
my having boyfriends or whatever you want to call it. The more I think
about it, the more I resent that question. No particular implication meant,
missus lanf Next thing, you'll start implying that the sea Legs wasn't wrecked at
all, that Doug is still alive somewhere. And then if you can't dig
them up out of the sea, your precious companies can somehow contrive to keep
the money that is rightfully mine, can get out of paying off from what
I thought was a little The more she talk, the more I became convinced
that something was very wrong about this case. I let her vent her fury
on me. It was simulated fury, I thought. Then I called the
taxi again and left. Oh no, sir, mister, you're all wrong,
them land fears. They was thinking two peas in a box, they
tell me. Did you ever notice any particular friends either of them may have
had? Well, there was always throwing them big bodies, that's what you
mean, big society type brawl. No no, I was thinking of girl
friends for him or boyfriends for her. Oh no, no, sir,
he was her, she was his. No playing around, not like most
people in that said, and I know, I know, everything goes out
and cut yob. Back in New York, I found that the best immediate
routing to Nicaragua was by playing to Dallas, then to Mexico City, and
Fini to Monagua on the west coast. I made a reservation on the Dallas
plane immediately that side him four, and then spend a dollar forty that set
him five on a phone called a Pat mccrackenback in Hartford. Well, sure,
Johnny, if you think it's important enough, you have my full permission.
Yeah, I've already made my reservation for the first leg of the truth.
Now, don't go overboard on the expense account. Kat, How you
talk, but you really smell her at a well? Look, according to
report, the Landfairs were real. Buddy, buddy, she loved him,
He loved her. He had only a couple of weeks after his death.
She's a lot more concerned over the loss of their boat than she is over
him. Oh, I don't know what to think meantime, If you can
afford it, why didn't you have somebody to keep a check on her?
Well, sure, Johnny, but with what specifically in mind? I don't
know. After all, I didn't have any real concrete reason for feeling that
this case was fishy. It was more a hunch than anything else, but
a real strong one, and I felt that after my visit to her,
Connie Landfair would do something just what I hadn't the least idea But whatever it
was, I wanted to know about it. It was a couple of hours
later that I started to pick up the telephone to order a cab to the
airport. Johnny Dollar, This is bad again, Johnny. Oh hih,
I ordered a man to keep tabs on Connie Landfair. Good. You're all
friend, dective Randy Singer? Fine? But you know why? Why?
She seems to have left town in a hurry? No trace? Oh oh,
you're still going to Nicaragua. Yeah, but keep looking for her right
expense account? Adam six four to seventy five taxi and tipped to LaGuardia Feel,
where my ticket and seat reservation were waiting for me. Within a few
minutes, I was comfortably ensconced in my seat by the window. The passenger
door was closed, and the big planes' engines were warming up for the trip
to Dallas. Then suddenly the cabin door opened again. A feminine figure skip
lightly in and plunk herself down on the seat next to mine. Well,
how nice, missus Landfair surprise, Johnny, Johnny Dollar, you called Hartford
ahead? Hello, Pat McCracken, what'd you get me out of bed for?
This time? I'm calling from the airport in Dallas. Do I mean
you're going on to Nicaragua? Yep, all right? Did I know why
you're calling the answers? No, we still haven't found any trace of Constance
Landfair. So why don't you come on back here and start from scratch,
because I have found some trace of Connie Landfair. Oh it's Connie now,
it sure is brother. And what's that supposed to me? Pat, she
just happened to occupy a seat aboard the plane right next to mine. Well,
Johnny, why don't you work on the facts of the case for a
change instead of on the woman involved. Patrick Ever hear of killing two birds
with one stone from Special Investigator Johnny Dollar location Bluefields, Nicaragua to the Universal
Adjustment Bureau, Hartford, Connecticut, following as an accounting of expenses incurred during
my investigation of the Sea Legs Matter. Expense account item A five twenty five
late supper at the Dallas Airport for Connie and myself during the wait for our
midnight playing to Mexico City, which we finally bought in and which finally took
off. And on this trip I learned no more, no less from Connie
than I had on the flight from New York to Dallas for instanced and I
was so close in everything, same friends, the same interests. That's why
we always took the long yachting trips together, did everything together. As a
matter of fact, I felt that her somewhat overdone assurances of how much she
loved her late husband could have been to throw off any suspicion I might have
that she'd done him in another for instance, I still can't get over the
coincidence of our boat deciding to go to Nicarague at the same time. But
believe me, Johnny, mister Donner, I'm just as anxious to clear up
this whole thing as you are. The more I thought about it, the
more certain I was that it was not just coincidence that had put her on
the same plane with me, And the more liary I felt. I know
the country so well too. I think I told you the Sea Legs was
built in a small shipyard in San Juan del Pado at south of Bluefields.
Yeah, that's at the lower end of the East coast, isn't it.
You do know something about Nicaragua, don't you. Oh, well, only
what I've seen on the maps. Oh, let's see, we can get
a plane from Anagua to the east coast. Oh yes, Nicaragua boast two
or three commercial airlines. I'm sure at least one of them makes a direct
flight to Bluefields. That's where we put in with the sea legs. You
know before before she was, before the beautiful thing went down between those awful
Buldero Islands and took your husband with her. Oh yes, poor Doug.
There it was again more apparent concern over the loss of the sea legs and
over the husband she claimed to have loved, and still no explanation of why
she decided to go back to Nicaragua. Her decision must have been sudden too,
right after I'd seen her at her home on Long Island. From Mexico
City, we took a deluxe four engine playing to Monagua, but the last
leg of the city of Bluefields was in a two engine something that looked like
war surplus, tied together with baling wire. At midnight, we signed into
the Providencia Hotel and, after a hearty meal, retired to our respective rooms
to make up for last sleep. I had not planned to wake up at
six am, but fate decreed otherwise. H what ha, you're stealing back.
Yeah, sure, just a minute, I'll get up and open the
door. No, no, no, no, do not disturb yourself here,
sir. Huh. There you see there was no need to disturb yourself.
Well just a minute. Who are you? Oscar Pathrick Vladimi posquetto at
your service, Osk Padrick, You, my dear mister Dollar, may just
call me Oscar now that we are working together, working together, whatever and
no matter what your needs, I Oscar Patrick Vladimiper Scarrow will provide them for
you for a small financial pittance. Of course. Here, let me straighten
your pillow a minute. Where did you get the key you just used to
open this door? As you can see, mister Dollar, I am prepared
for everything. That is fine. I can be of such unesteemable service too,
Oh the devil breakfast I order for you, of course. Ah here,
my goodness, I will take this collected tip some other time. Get
lost. This is a gag? Is some kind of How can you say
it's not a thing after I just saved you paying that menial service? A
big tip here now Tomato juice, orange juice cream, chippep on, toast,
lamb chops, graveled little sausage, toast, funny jam, and coffee.
You expect me to eat all of that? If I am to be
of help to you in this important campaign, I must keep my strength up.
Oh, I beg your pardon, and at my expense of course,
of course, after all, nowhere else in Central America can you get such
on valuable help as I can give you. Yeah, well, just what
gives you the idea I may need your help? Ah? A good question.
Let me prop you up on your pillows so that you can enjoy the
still like the ascare you are? Oh? The cheap it doesn't look so
good this morning. So I shall take that and the lamp, ask you
to business while you enjoy your breakfast. Is no, no, no,
please don't wait for me, mister. Look to begin with? How did
you know my name? Easy? You signed the hotel register? Okay,
but then how did you know? Who has not heard that the famous freelancing
insurance tings together? It's such a lovely big fat expense account lucking man.
So that's what appealed to you, of course. And who am I,
Oscar Patrick? Exactly? Who am I thought? I shouldn't learn a couple
of tricks or two from such a great man, Oh brother, seems to
me you've learned plenty already, thank you, And that is why I should
be at such magnitudinous assistance to you in the sea lings matter. For a
pittance, you understand me, say one hundred dollars a day? How about
ten seventy thirty, fifteen twenty a day and not one pen anymore? Sorry,
Oscar, but you are not higher, mister dollar. You bleed me
to the creek. How else could you solve this case without me? Do
you really know something about the sea legs? And how did you know?
I came here to investigate it in the second place? What else would such
a distinguished instigator by doing than the case of the American boat lost in the
Budalla Islands, especially coming here with missus Lanthier, and in the first place,
because I know all about it, all right, all right? Ask
you tell me this. Do you think there's anything funny about the loss of
the sea legs? I am sure of it. It was a crime of
the first and second bottom. Why because you are here? You can do
better than that? All right? Because I am always sure there is something
crooked going on, until the guilty ones are approved otherwise, or until the
innocent ones are approved whatever is left, which is besides the point, because
I was sure of it in the first place. Anyhow, the first thing
for you to do is make a trip to Portagalo, the last point of
contact with the sea legs before she was wrecked. Exactly. I have a
plane ready and waiting for your own personal use, a playing else one hundred
and fifty miles by oxcar or both. Well, no, no, no,
First, however, I'd like to contact the authorities here in Bluefield.
What do the authorities know about crime? Me? I know all about it.
Yeah, I'm beginning to think you do ask you too much? Probably,
thank you, mister. I respect your high opinion of myself. All
right, I don't know yet what your wrecked is that I can make plain
to you in two words. Money. Okay. Look, if you can't
get me a small plane, here is the address to give to the taxi
driver when you are ready to go to the airfield where I should be waiting
for you. Oh not the big airport. No, no, no,
that is where the lady, missus Lansler would expect you to look for transportation.
Asking you are the craziest I knew you wouldn't want her coming along,
And if she ever gets in your way during your cameras, you'll keep her
out of my wine. Yes, at my expense. What else I'll tell
you something? Asking if there is a wrong angle to this case. I
can't help wondering if she isn't a part of it. You read my mind?
You see if I like brothers under the chin. You say you have
a plane all ready to go to play, then we can be on our
way before missus Lampey knows we've left. Hey, you want to set the
trailer there so I can get up? Oh, yes, of course,
I'll set it right over here. And hey, wait a minute, what
are you going through my pockets for? Oh, just accepting a small tip
for bringing up your breakfast. Thanks. If only half of what Oscar said
was true, it was conceivable that he could be of help to me.
I check with the hotel manager and the local police. They knew Oscar well
and told me that he pretty much lived on the occasional American tourist who showed
up, that he acted as guide, chauffeur, pilot anything for a price,
that he could be trusted implicitly by whoever happened to be paying him at
the moment, and which was important to me. He knew the country and
his people inside out, was a fund of information about anything and anybody.
So I decided to let him tag along for a while. The Federal Maritime,
uh well, the equivalent of our Coastguard, had headquarters in the harbor
area, and I found a captain narrowho spoke fair English. I'm sorry,
said your dollar, but you know as much as we do. We sent
the board of quarters, but we find no sign of the sea legs or
the poor people who go down with her. Nothing. Yeah. Well,
I'm thinking of going up to Port of Gardo, where she took off on
our last trip. You know the excellent idea. From there you can fly
out of the Boldaro Islands where the wreck did record. And that's what I
was thinking. But in addition to an airplane, you must also need a
pilot and a guide. You have someone to suggest, I see there is
but one. Send you an Oscar Patrick precisely, and am nine twenty cents
American for a three mile ride and an old model t Ford to the little
private airstrip where, true to his word, Oscar it rented an almost brand
new two place plane for us. He had it warmed up and ready to
go. So fasten your belt, bitter Dollar, relaxed and enjoy it,
and he'll take off. You sure you can fly this thing? Asking ha,
I am the finest pilot in the grago, maybe in the whole world.
I'm even a co pilot. Just how much is the useless plane costing
me? Asking for me a special right, so don't worry about it.
Here we go into how much will The usual price is thirty nine dollars a
day American? But me I always have a deal, and that's on account
of I give the field so much business. So now other that is,
ask her how much forty five dollars a day? Do you see what the
beautiful view we have for forty five? Look the bay and the Caribbean on
one side, and the flat empty margins and planes on the Thirty five dollars
a day is a regular rade. What's suspecial about forty five for me?
Oh? No, mister dollar for me? Surely you wouldn't expect the finest
pilot in the whole entire world to work FINALTI are you okay? Okay?
But Pop took you so long getting to the airfield, mister Dollar, Oh,
a couple of calls I wanted to make us. Oh why why you
have disappointed me? And all the time I thought you had the uttermost confident
in me. Now what's that supposed to me? First you tell me you
do not want the lady to know you're awaken up and going missus Langfair?
Yes, and then what happens you tell for all about it? Should think
that why else would you comparing out to the airfield while I was waiting for
you in a minute ramp her tlf a plane and take off in it?
What she took off just a couple of minutes before we did? Connie Landfair
shattering a plane? Why and to go where? And after her offer to
stick by me and help me, why would she do it without letting me
know? There were a lot of questions to be answered in this case,
and most of them to be answered by Connie Landfair. Now here's our star
to tell you about tomorrow's episode of this week's story. Tomorrow, let's see
the rocks and dear old Mother Nature bring some pretty startling facts to light,
and the case takes a sudden twist. Join us won't you Yours Truly Johnny
Dollar. Yours Truly Johnny Dollar is starring Bob Bailey, is transcribed in Hollywood.
It is produced and directed by Jack Johnstone, who also wrote this week's
story. Be sure to join us tomorrow night, same time and station for
the next exciting episode of Yours Truly Johnny Dollar. Roy Rowan speaking welcome Back.
There is no question but that Connie Landfir is madly in love. The
problem is she's in love with the boat. Her trying to sell her being
on the flight to Nicaragua as a big coincidence. Is I'm convincing to put
it mildly? Now? Oscar is an interesting character. Long time listeners will
remember the man called X and that Jack Johnstone was the last director of that
series, and it feels like he created a character that was kind of based
on me on Velasco's character of Pagan Zelschmidt. Some of Oscar's praising was even
similar, you know, with a good substitute for Pagan's request for a slot
consideration. Of course, in addition to being like Pagan, Oscar has that
genuine russo Irish Mexican heritage that really adds something to a character. Now,
Oscar makes a reference to Johnny being famous, and it's worth noting that the
idea that Johnny's adventures are on the radio in universe hasn't been introduced yet,
as it would be later in the Johnstone era. So here I just interpret
that as Oscar puffing Johnny up to get the soft touch. Well, now
we turn to listener comments and feedback and this question by email from Derek,
who writes, Adam, can you tell me what is the suspenseful music in
Johnny Dollar? It's for the same notes with a pause than the four notes.
Again, it just happened while Johnny was on the boat and was seeing
people he recognized the star of Cape Town. Matter. Is it just for
Johnny Dollar or is it an actual song? Always gives me the creeps,
like something bad is about to happen. Thanks for the question, Derek,
and I think that's definitely the intent. I don't think it's part of an
actual popular song. Generally with Johnny Dollar, there are two possibilities. First,
it could be from a music library, and this was something that any
programs, particularly on NBC did starting in the fifties. You would buy the
rights to use this library various musical cues, and to this day, sound
designers will often use music and sound effect libraries for video games, audio dramas,
and a whole lot of other projects. Other possibility is that this was
an original bit of music that was composed by Ricardo Amigo. So that's my
best guess. If anyone is aware of, say what music library it came
from, or if it's got a source outside of a music library. I
mean, I've been wrong before. Feel grate us. I me an,
email and let me know at Box thirteen at Great Detectives dot net. And
then we go over to YouTube where Shane comments regarding the long shot matter and
he writes, I will what's a documentary on eyewitness testimony? Human eyewitness testimony
is horribly unreliable. It's an interesting debate because I think oftentimes we have the
idea that eyewitness testimony is the best possible evidence and that physical evidence is merely
circumstantial. In reality, there's a lot that can be fallible about a witness
testimony, depending on a variety of factors. Well, in many ways physical
evidence can be more reliable, there are also ways to make mistakes with the
collection of it can also lead to problems or misinterpretations, and it's a complex
issue. I think that the only thing that I can offer is that everyone
has to be diligent about making sure that we get things right, parting with
the police officers who make arrests, prosecutors, courts, juris, and even
organizations that book at and challenge potentially unlawful convictions have got a role in that
process, like Earl Family. Gardner, the creator of Perry Mason, started
an organization called the Court of Last Resort, who were neutral experts who would
examine cases where people claim to have been wrongly convicted. All of that has
a place one really good episode of Dragnet, and I will spoil that,
so you may want to fast forward ahead, but we're not going to get
to it for about a year and a half, so most people will probably
forgotten what I spoiled. But in the an episode of Dragnet, Fiday and
his partner reached a very firm conclusion that a husband had killed his wife,
and they were pressing him and they were going to get the confession, and
they took the case into Lee Jones in the crime lab and he just kind
of took them through step by Stepan showed the reason you think he's guilty is
you entirely misread the scene you messed up to me. That shows the top
of diligence you need throughout the entire system. Now we go over to YouTube,
where I did a poll asking listeners their opinion on Steven Dunn's run as
Sam Spade and so far, and this is with one hundred and nineteen votes
in and YouTube polls don't generally close, but sixty one percent great, twenty
six percent good, and thirteen percent fair. And some of the listener comments.
Mock said he felt a little stiff at first, but I think that
he grew into the role. Melanie said he did a good job, but
had the disadvantage of coming after Howard Duff, who really managed to make the
role his own, even coming after a great film star. Darryl said he
had to fill big shoes. Howard Duff had made that character his own,
but he did an admirable job taking over Stephen Dunn was a talented radio actor.
And then Peter says, I really didn't think he'd come close to matching
Howard Duff in this role, but I'm happy to say that I was wrong.
A couple listeners were a little less enthusias. Runcer wrote, he had
to replace a legend. He did okay, but Howard Duff will always be
Radio Spade. Penny says, I'm hooked on Howard Duff, and Angel said
he did fine, but lacked the spark, the whimsie, the seeming bridled
fierceness that Howard Duff had. The chemistry between Spade and Effie was not just
effortless but energetic. When Loreene Tuttle volleyed Duff less so with done, Steve
Dunn's voice was an astonishing match for his predecessors, really astonishing. But ninety
nine and a half just don't do that. The switch was obliged because the
network cave to political correctness is a side story we don't have time for.
And it's so so bad that the larger world had plenty of time in inclination
then and does now for it. I've give done real high marks. He
should have had his own show, should never have been brought in as a
scab, and it's not his fault. Well, thank you so much.
Appreciate the perspective. Angel, And I think there's a lot too, But
you said, certainly, I think that stuff was a very hard act to
follow, and he's still the actor most people will think of when they think
of Sam Spade. Now. As to done having his own program, he
had actually had two before, both of which were not really good, and
that was really down to the scripts and to the characters that he was given
to work with. Donald. I think in Sam Spade he got to show
what he was capable of, and again coming close to Howard Duff. That's
an achievement and shows how strong an actor he was. And he certainly had
the look, he had the personality, I think, and he did get
some chances with being the host of the primetime av version of Truth or Consequences.
It's hard for me to understand why the public didn't act with him.
More so, he more than having a great career, had a really interesting
one with some really bad luck. Well, now it's time to thank our
Patreon supporter of the day, and I want to go ahead and think James.
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Cereal. But join us back here tomorrow for dangerous assignment where the night shift
has been abandoned lack of material and equipment. What's being done about it?
A train is on its way from Seabas, now loaded with more than enough
material for us to resume a full schedule. More trucks, tractors, trans
spare parts and so on. Good, well, let's get down there.
We go it on foot from here, Yes, don mis path, Come
on, this is the farthest point your road is reached. Yes, just
a moment, Miss Mitchell. Yeah, it sounds like, hey, look
out, get back. Might reach out to for Miga. Off the tray
was the first of the huge boulders roars past us. Thank you, thank
you. Yes, I'm right, brother, I was a little too close
for comfort. Another shall we say accident? Yeah? Here Mark, I
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