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something about being happy that I like and I couldn't have been any happier than
I us that night if somebody had been tickling me with a feather. I
had a date with Betty Callahan, and the way I feel about Betty hasn't
been covered by a word yet, but it's a very dandy way to feel,
and I was reveling in it. If we sat there in the club
Cooper, drinking after dinner coffee and grinning at each other. I was quite
annoyed when a gentleman without raged dignity lurched over, drew up a chair,
and made himself unwelcome at our table. Now hope that you are Richard Rogue,
the investigative. Oh that's right. Why don't you go back to your
own table? I just want to ted you road that I consider your way
of making a living despicable. Now, thank you very much. How Richard,
don't start feel look good? Mister? Why don't you go away?
You wouldn't like to have me call the captain and have you drag away what
you're Oh no, no, I have a few things to say before I
leave, Rogue. I understand that my wife has retained your services to spy
on me and sneak around after me. Richard it's been drinking. Now,
Okay, look, mister, will you please go away? We don't like
you. Look, you'll know me, and I know what you're doing here.
I just want to tell your rogue that my wife means a great deal
to me. I don't even know your wife. I don't care anything about
your private life, as long as you leaded someplace away from this table,
going to lie about it. He haven't even got nerve enough to admit that
you're sticking around watching me. Okay, okay, Emmanuel, oh Manual,
will you take this creep away before I see one of those vitamin pills I've
been taking. Really work. Take him away with him yelling for help,
her rogue yellow. He well, I'll show you, mister Willis told me,
I'll chilling the s Come on, Betty, let's get out of here
before I love my temper and nail that guy. I'd never seen him before.
You look like a nice little man, but he didn't look like he
could poke his way out of a mosquite in that. As we got a
cab, I looked at Betty and she was blushing like a June groom,
and her little lower lip was pushed out in that cute way, which indicated
that she was going to tell me just what she thought of me and my
profession. As soon as she could control herself. She did. It was
early, but Betty wanted to go home, so I took her there.
Then I went to my apartment. In the hall, I met a woman
waiting for me. Beautifully it turned out water well capped thirty five with a
baby face and the full mouth drooped at the corner, mister rogue, Yes,
yes, you waiting for me? Yes, well, how nice.
In just a moment, won't you come in? Thank you have a chair?
Have we met before? No? I don't believe we had, mister
rogue, I've always admired you though, I've always admired you work. Wow,
oh, thank you? And now just what is it you wanted to
see me about? About my husband? Oh? Oh, he's found a
new interest. Yes, well, where suppose you tell me? What's your
name? By the way, I'm missus Webb, missus Matt Webb Webb,
oh Webb. Oh, I'm beginning to see the light. Tell me as
your husband a bad disposition and delusions of grandeur. My husband, well,
yeah, I just met him. He said that you would retain me for
some reason which you didn't explain. Why did you tell him that I want
to retain you, mister Rode, look at this? Huh oh, come
on over here on the line. M bill for a for a court five
thousand dollars. I want to know who my husband bought that court forms the
rogue. I'll pay you well for finding out. I'm really sorry, miss
Well, but I don't get mixed up in domestic difficulties. There are plenty
of detectives though. Who will take your case? You won't take? No,
I really want. I'm much too busy. Good night, missus Webb.
Mister Rogan, I'm sorry, missus Webb. I'm tired. I don't
take the mextic cases. Thanks for dropping in, but now good night.
I have to get some sleep. Good night, mister rogue. Oh what's
the idea of calling me? Betty? And it's ten o'clock? Oh?
Oh, well, hello, Angela, I wasn't quite awaken. I have
news for you. Your friend Matt Webb, remember him at the club last
night? Sure? What about him? Well, he was found dead in
his car this morning, parked in the Hollywood Hills shot. I'm kidding,
I just left the tender Durban in charge of the case for homicide. He
knows about your argument with Matt Webb last night. Well, he doesn't think
I did it, does he? Well, no, but that's somebody at
the door. How about lunchby. So it's me, Honey, keep your
shirt on, I'm coming, I'm coming. Oh hello, Urban con man.
Thanks, Rogie. I don't know anything about it. Don't even know
the guy you're talking about, Matt Webb, I suppose, or who else.
Don't tell me you disrupted here for a cup of coffee. How did
you know Webb was dead? Did I say it was dead? Full up
a chair? Cigarette? No? What do you know about Webb? Rog
Nothing? I met him at the club Cooper last night. He wanted to
beat my brains out because I was an investigator. Seems you had a strange
idea that his wife had retained me to follow him. Okay, rog talk
your brains out, but you can't talk away the fact that Webb is dead
and you had a beef with him. Sure, but I don't know anything
about this case. Urban. It's early in the morning, and while you
have a genius for getting all mixed up in things, you don't know anything
about han't your Roggie, I don't get sore. Okay, I'm not sore
just because I meet a guy who doesn't like investigators and his wife tries to
harm me to find out who he bought a fur coat for, and he
turns up dead. That her wife angler is interesting. Rogie, get dressed.
Why missus Webb didn't mention any fur coat when I went out to see
her this morning? She didn't. Maybe she's got some more little secrets.
Come on, Roggie, we're going to call on her. We'll continue our
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Rogue's gallery, it isn't very often that I could tangle up in a case
of the normal money in it than a busted piggy bank. I operate on
the theory that a boy's best friend is a dollar. I didn't know the
recently dead Matt Webb from Gunga then, but there I was and Urban's homicides
then on my way out to play quiz with Missus Webb. During the ride,
Urban gave me a quick rundown on the events surrounding Matt Webb's murder.
Webb was a very wealthy man, you know, Rogie, big manufacturer farm
machinery. And he couldn't have been very smart or acou he wouldn't have been
parked up in the Hollywood Hills. That's volunteering for a stick up. Yeah,
what's the widow? Looked like his daughter? No, I guess she's
not quite that young. But what the beauty parlor and the foundation can do
to keep her young has been done. Very pretty woman. She looks about
thirty, probably thirty five. By the time we get back down to headquarters,
were no more about her and everything else in the case. I might
get it over with. I want to go on my vacation. I'm sick
of murders. Hey, so this is the way of the other half,
las huh must have taken a lot of farmers. Sheineed to PLoP an up
doll for this monstrosity. Rampared a million or two. And hey, now
I'll do the questioning rogue. I'm in charge of the case, you know,
well, sure, sure, sure, sure, I'm just a silent
partner ring the bell. Thank you, I will yes, police, I
want to see missus Webb. Oh, come in, thank you, I'll
go ahead, Urban, go ahead, she's in here. My name is
Bregg Gail. I was sales manager for Matt and mister Webb. Lieutenant Urban
must I'm sorry. This is Richard Rogue. I'm glad to know you,
Gail. Would you mind telling me why I shut out Rogue? Huh?
Well, shop right in here, please, missus Webb. He's gentlemen from
homicide want to talk with you. How must you talk to me right now?
I have nothing more to say, missus Webb. Richard Rogue here tells
me that you called on him last night, attempted to hire him to check
on the disposition. The disposition which your husband made of a fur coat.
Yes, I did. I didn't tell you about it this morning because I
didn't consider it important. Well, now, Missus Webb, every detail is
important in the investigation of a homicide. Only you suspect of receiving the code.
Look, Lieutenant, I hate to get into this, mister Gale,
if you please, this is my opinion. Matt Webb was my best friend.
With you, Missus Webb had been a little more understanding. No time
to fight with me. Maybe we could organize this conversation a little bit.
You'll stay out of it, rogue. This is a murder investigation. Now
listen. Oh just a minute, just a minute, Urban Look, missus
Webb, how about telling us a little more about the home life of you
and your husb rogue. If you don't shut up, I'm gonna throw you
out of this investigation. Oh just a mat of Gail. Weren't you with
Mat? Weren't you with Matt Webb at the club Kuba last night? Yes?
I had dinner with him there, and you must have known who he
was with and what he did later. I had no idea what he did
later in the evening. I left him a little left to raid at that
time. His plans were to go home playstack was my understanding? Or maybe
you'll feel more like talking a little later. Gail, You can go now.
You can get me at the office anytime you want. Okay, better
fix that cold now, this is Webb. You seem to think that your
husband was involved with some woman. Of course he was. That's how he
got killed. Who do you think He gave the first court to his secretary,
Helen Damon. He's been in love with her for the last year.
She's been making a perfect fool of him. Helen Damon. We'll never talk
with her. Lieutenant Irman dropped me by my office and I took penn and
Racing Farm in hand and managed to forget all about killings not made at Hollywood
Park until noon when I left and met Betty Callahan at the Brown Derby.
She was as full of information as a Chamber of Commerce brochure. Richard,
I want you to come with me to the jail. I want you to
talk with Helen Damon Webb secretary. Why I feel so sorry for her.
Homicide detectives have been grilling her all morning and she's so tired and discouraged.
Well, does it look like Helen did the job? Well? Yes,
A man showed up at the police station this morning and he said he saw
a girl in a tweed coat with a tuxedo collar run down out of the
hills last night, drive away in the Chrysler coop, a blue one,
just about the time of Webb's murder and in the same locality. And Helen
Damon has a code like that and drives a blue Chrysler coupe right, Yes,
Richard, I don't think she did it. Oh, just because she
has big brown eyes, I suppose look Baby, cops don't make many mistakes.
Why do they find out about the gun? I was a thirty eight
revolver that mister Webb kept in his desk at the office. Nothingerprints on it.
It was. It was found in the weeds a little away from where
the car was parted. Betty, Betty, honey, you're a newspaper reporter,
not an investigator. So why don't you let the police take care of
finding the killers. If Helen Damon did it, she'll get the book.
If she didn't, she'll be okay as she got any alibi for the time
of the crime. No, she hasn't. Oh, you have to get
down there and talk to her. I promised her you would. Oh no,
what business if you promising anybody that I'll take the case? Looks to
me like this, Helen Damon is guilty as angleback. I don't want to
get mixed up in a case like that. I should have known that the
way you'd look at it, just because she doesn't have much money to pay
you. But baby, that's got nothing to do with it. I have
a couple of hundred dollars. I want to see that Helen Damon gets a
fair deal. I'll look, Betty. I'm not going to get mixed up
in this case. That's final. You understand to see Helen Damon, I'll
give you ten minutes roguing. Thanks Alison, Hello there, miss Damon.
Betty Callahan, the reporter told me you were expecting me. I don't see
how you can do me any good, mister Rogue. You've already decided that
I did it. Nothing I can do to convince I know about the partial
identification. I suppose you tell me where you were at the time the crime
was committed, all right, last night at nine o'clock, Within a few
minutes of nine, anyway, I got a call from mister Webb. I
don't think it was mister Webb now, but I thought it was. Then
he asked me to meet him at his office. Said he had some important
letters he had to get out at once. Was he in the habit of
having your work at nine? No, but it didn't seem unreasonable to me,
So I put on my coat and went down to get in my car,
which was parked in the parking lot next to my apartment building. Just
as I got into the car, somebody grabbed me from behind and held a
cloth over my face. It was chloroform. When I came to about three
hours later, I was in my car. My coat was thrown over me.
The car was back in the parking lot and it had been driven about
fifteen miles. I know because I had a serviced yesterday and the service record
is on the dash. You live at Hollywood, Yes, oh well that's
just about right for a drive to the Hollywood Hills. You're gonna have trouble
convincing a jury with a story like that. I look, Helen, I
I'm your friend. Is that story the truth? Yes, yes it is,
mister rogue. I know you don't believe me. Nobody does. You're
having the slightest idea of what happened between nine o'clock last night and midnight.
Right, Yes, that's right. There's no way in the world I can
prove I'm telling the truth. I couldn't figure out why anybody would do anything
like that to me. I got it this morning. I went to work.
I didn't say anything to anybody because I alone. Yes, Helen,
I want to be frank with me. Were you overly friendly with Matt Webb?
I liked him and admired him. That's all, missus. Webb seems
to think of a little present. No, oh, no, no,
I hardly knew him at all socially. He's taking me to dinner a few
times, that's all, mister rogue. Do you think you can do anything
to help me? I'm not a murderous Yeah, Tommy. Do you know
anything about a first cult? A cult that Matt Webb bought for somebody not
his wife. No, I don't know anything about it. I haven't done
anything wrong. Can you get me out of here, mister rogue? I
don't know. I don't know. You haven't got much of a case you.
I have a little money to skip that skip that. I'm doing this
as a favorite to a friend. Are you sure you're on the level with
me? I told you everything I know. I didn't kill him. He
was a fine man. When I left Helen Dame and I had a great
inquisitiveness about a fur court. I got my car, fought all the other
crazy California drivers to a sandstill trying to park in front of Helen's apartment house.
I got her apartment number off the register in the fire and walked up
one flight. The lock was easy pickings. I walked in, closed the
door, and oh oh, I caught it right at the base of the
skull like a turkey. On the first Thanksgiving, my astral body left this
world and floated up through eternity like a Christmas smoke, only paler. I
was so glad to see Cloudy, my home away from home. I'm glader
to see Ugor, my alter ego. Ugor was sitting there on a used
thunderbolt is and looking eyes buckling with glee. No, Rogie, welcome home.
You've got the duck again. High. Oh, let me sleep.
I'm tired of Oh, you better snap out of a cheep. You've got
plenty of work to do. Yeah, I know it, but I'll take
care of it later. Go away. No, can't, Rogy. You
need a talking to. You can't lay down on a job. Now,
come on, snap out of it. Oh oh my head. Betty Callahan
got me into this, her and her hunches. You've got the same hunch,
you know it, Rogie. Oh, now you're reading my mind.
Look Mitchell, reading your mind. Look, cheep, I am your mind,
and I'm telling you to get downstairs. You've got work to do later.
Now over you go, Rogie, pushing you go. I'm not well
over your back. Don't work so long, rogy, rogue, rog rogue,
snap out of it, rogie. Oh hello, hello, hello,
Harvin. What happened to you? Um? I got hit on the head,
I am. Can't you see? What kind of a detective are you?
Now? Take it easy? What were you doing here in Helen Damon's
apartment. I wasn't doing anything. I just opened the door. Somebody let
me have it. Why were you looking for up here? I've got a
little bit inquisitive. Why allah? I had to talk with Helen Damon and
she didn't know anything about a fur coat. That's funny. That's funny about
it. We just got a murder indictment against Helen Damon. Oh well,
that's a long way from conviction. And when I was up here this morning,
there was no fur coat in that closet. There's a fur coat in
that closet now, Ogie. Peculiar, isn't it. We'll return to our
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as private investigator Richard Rogue. In Rogue's gallery, assorted and unrelated facts were
whirling around in my massive intellect like neutrons around them atom They were just as
much explosive in them as I could get if I could get them properly under
control. So I got away from urban and decided to drive out for a
visit with Missus Matt Webb. As I pulled up in the same block with
a web house, I saw Missus Webb get into her car and drive away.
I followed her over Coalwater Canyon and out into the valley. When she
pulled into the driveway of an early suburban white ranch house, I parked up
the street. She went in. I took a look at the mailbox in
front of the house. The name on that mailbox was F. R.
Gale. I got that old, familiar chill in the region of my solar
plexus. I'd lucked into something, and I knew it. I worked my
way around in the rear of the house as quiet as fallen snows. The
back door was unlocked. I pushed her put it in, flowed up to
the doors between the dining room where I was at the living room where Fred
Gale stood talking with Missus. Man were myshom May. I'd be the first
to congratulate you on a performance you gave for Lieutenant Urban and Rogue tonight.
You did very well yourself with it. Now, I suppose you tell me
what you're doing out here. Well, I had to see you. I
needed a little moral support from your friend. Yeah, I know that this
is the craziest thing you could have done. Marshall. You don't act as
though you're very glad to see me now, Luck Marsha. We've got a
lot of trouble to cover up the fact that we're friends, haven't we friends?
Is that what we are? You know? I love you and Marsha.
It's only that so much depends on us being smart just a little while
longer. How do you know you weren't followed? Let us both in jail
for murder. We've been smart so far. Why ruin it? They don't
suspect us. They have a murder indictment against Helen Damon. Aren't you going
to kiss me? Fred Can? Yes? We had stay kissed, and
then Helmet I reached my gun out of my shoulder holster and read it myself
for the pinch, but something held me back. You can call it second
side or luck or anything you like, but I couldn't move my feet.
And while I was debating, they broke it up and started talking again.
It was a very interesting conversation, Darling. Everything's going to be wonderful for
us now, isn't it? Sure? You'll just stay away from me a
little while until the case is settled. Everybody's forgotten the murder. Will always
be sure of each other, won'tly, of course? Oh Fred, I
know I'm silly, but I worry. I don't know what i'd do if
I ever lost you. I want you to do something for me. Promise
me that you will. Okay, I can do anything for you, Mutching,
if you'll only promise you'll be a good girl and get out of here
and stay away from me until everything's all right again. You gotta be smart,
baby. I'll stay away if you'll just help me. I want you
to write a note like this one I've written. Read it, confession I
alone, sistant killed mad wim sign Marshall win. I said, this is
out a nonsense if we can't trust each other. Now, I want you
to write a note like that, in your own handwriting and give it to
me. And I'll give you my confession and you give me yours. And
we know that nothing can ever separate us. You And it's a stupid thing
to do. Say that note up? What if it got into the wrong
hands? Sit down here, write me one, make it. I don't
know that everything's all right. She kissed him then and walked with him over
to the desk, talking love all the way. She got a penance and
paper. She stood behind him with her arms around his neck. As he
started to write. I saw her free hand come up with a gun,
and as he finished the note, she placed the gun an inch from his
temple. And I'm Gail Duck. You shot me? He shot bro Yeah,
you should be off glad to see me, Gail. In about another
minute, you'd have better suicide and your girlfriend here would have been a walty
wead. Don't believe it's skip it business web. Look, Gail, you
see that gun, your lovely collaborator dropped Marcia. If I hadn't put that
slug through her shoulders, she was going to put one through your head,
sucker. She was slipping you with a kiss of lying Freddy's lying where you
were you were going to kill me? Sit down, Gail, sit on.
I am running the show from here on art and the little lady has
a reserved seat in the gas chamber. Well. It didn't take much to
convince Gail that Marsha's planned to kill him and leave the gun in his hand
as he slumped over the desk. The don'ts he asked him to ride would
have sensed his death as remorseful suicide. Missus Webb would have had all of
Matt Webb's money and a dead accomplice. She would have been as safe as
an odds on bet that Dick Tracy catch his shoulders. Gail admitted his part
with the plot to murder Webb and framed the youngers Tell and Damon for the
crime, and Gail got away with life. Marsha paid the full charge in
the gas chamber. Oh well, I've always said that there should be a
little editing done. That Old Saint Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
The last words should be deleted. Present company accepted, of course,
ladies, But you men you know what I mean. This is Dick Powell
again, Ladies and Japan. I hope you enjoyed our story tonight. Ray
Buffam wrote it. Leif Stevens composed and conducted the music in D and back,
produced and directed View of Us again. Next Sunday, will you we
have a story for you about a summer resort, a lovely girl, and
some newspaper clippings about a murder. We call it cabin on the lake must
be a floating cabin. Thanks for listening, and I his gem Doyle.
Listen again next week at this same time to hear Dick Powell as private investigator
Richard Rogue in Rogue's gallery. By the way, Dick will next be seen
in his newest Columbia picture. Johnny o' clarke. A while that a time,
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conversing Richard Dick Powell was really stumbling through his lines. And actually I ran
into the first instance I've had wherein an OTR detective actor swearing on the air.
I actually went ahead and I cut it because I know a lot of
folks would have found it offensive, and we have kids out there, and
it wasn't actually part of the script. Didn't find any record of him getting
into any Dick Powell game to any trouble with the FCC over it. Had
it been observed and reported, it probably would have been an issue with the
fc SEE or network sensors anyway at the time, though not today. And
really it was just kind of this source of frustration thing because he just really
stumbled over those lines. And you have to appreciate how some of these absolutely
complicated terms of phrases, particularly in the hard boiled genres, are usually delivered
so expertly and sometimes, as in this case, the writers lost track that
you know, somebody is going to have to try and read this over the
air, and usually no matter how hard the script that came through, but
as this illustrates, it wasn't always easy. Well, we did receive some
comments regarding our five hundredth episode special starring Dick Powell in Lux Radio Feeder to
the Ends of the Earth and also are We made a blog post where we
put where we embedded some video that Turner Classic Movies had to the Ends of
the Earth on their website and Tim comments on this. They say that radio
is better than movies because the pictures are better. This is one case where
the opposite is true. When the slaves go overboard in the lux production,
the sailors are described as shoving them off the deck. In the film snippet,
the captain releases the special anchor and the whole lot of them are dragged
after it like falling dominoes. I spent last weekend avoiding nine to eleven voltage.
I've becoming noward to the collapsing towers and the panicky cows running to outrace
the smoke cloud like some horrible marathon. But the side of the leapers still
fills me with dread. The image of the slaves going over stuck with me
all week. This was the real method that African slavers use. After importation
was banned in eighteen oh seven, they were still smuggled into Charleston. But
if captain saw a new cutter advancing, he cut the anchor cable and send
his human cargo to the ocean floor. And it was definitely a more terrifying
way. The way that the movie portrayed it wasn't graphic like it would be
today. It was very short cutaway, the radio not so much. I
think the whole anchor thing would would just be a little hard to explain in
the limited time that you had to present a story on radio, and this,
you know, Lex's A is a great program, but this was one
of its limitations because it was trying to take a movie, which is a
visual medium, and translate it to radio. And sometimes it worked pretty well,
sometimes there were challenges. There were other programs that adapted novels and stories
that had been made to movies, but they adapted directly from the novel or
the story to the radio, and that could often work better. One case
is the story Deadline at Dawn. Lux Radio Theater adapted the movie adaptation of
Deadline at Dawn, and I watched, I listened to that, didn't care
for that as much, and then I listened to the Spence adaptation of the
same story, except they adapted from the original story and made it fit to
radio, so kind of cutting out the middleman tend to work a little better.
But this was still a good presentation overall. To spot the challenges,
Tim goes on to say that said this was a great story horri finally told,
but not exploritatively, a worthy choice for your five hundredth episode. Well
done, Great Detectors of Old time radio. The script really brought out the
worldwide scale of drug production and distribution without the Hollywood tendency to include exotic locations
just for novelty's sake, like in the later James Bond movies, and include
a couple of things or spoilers for the radio version. So I want to
read in case you decide to go back and listen to him. Harry Enslinger
mission repeatedly as Dick Powell's boss really was the head of the Narcotics Bureau,
so this production must have been made with the support of the US government.
Enslinger to listen to the history rewritten by the himp Lobby comes across to something
of a clownish figure. I'll need to study him some more, take him
a bit more seriously. Well, I'm glad that that's always a good idea.
And that's one thing I always find fascinating about many old radio programs.
It's the opportunity to hear history how it happened and how it was being viewed
in the era it occurred, rather than just what we get as the retrospective
through history, and it feels a lot of gaps in and this story definitely
helped in that regards. I'm glad you enjoyed. It also received a comment
from Andrew who called it epic and in daed it was all right, well
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