Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This
is your host, Stadum Graham. If you have a comment, email it
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your favorite podcast software. Well, this is our four thousand, one hundredth
episode special and we're going to bring you the Locks Radio Theater adaptation of the
Maltese Falcon. Now, typically I don't do hour long specials except for two
hundredth episodes like four thousand, two hundred, four thousand, four hundred,
etc. However, we have another Maltese Falcon adaptation we're going to play when
we finish up the Sam Spade series with Stephen Dunne. So I don't want
to have a situation we're playing that story too often. All right, Well,
all that out of the way, we're going to be bringing you Edgar
g. Robinson in The Maltese Falcon, the original airdate February eighth, nineteen
forty three. Let's go ahead and take a lesson Let's presents Hollywood. The
lux Radio Theater brings you Edward g Robinson, Gail Patrick, and Laird Creegar
In The Maltese Falcon, Ladies and Gentlemen. Your producer, mister Cecil B.
DeMille, readings from Hollywood, Ladies and Gentlemen. Some people like mystery
stories because of the intellectual challenge they present. Personally, I'm seldom able to
figure out who done it without skipping to the back of the book. But
give me a good detective story, and like presidents, bankers, housewives and
chorus girls the country over, I find that my own troubles hold up their
tents like the Arabs and silently steal away to night. We point with pride
to a triumph of the art, the Dashal classic The Maltese Falcon, brought
to us by three of our favorite stars, Edward g Robinson, Gail Patrick
and Laird Krieger. The Warner Brothers screenplay was masterfully written and directed by John
Houston, who comes by his talent naturally because he's Water Houston's son. For
the next hour, we'll follow the eerie trail of this fabulous falcon, which
is coveted by many people to their gradial fortune and to the gradial health of
a few. I think most of us have a secret desire to be detectives.
At least that seems to be very true of this audience, because you've
done some good, practical detective work by discovering dozens of different ways to use
Luck's Flakes, and that doesn't make any of us unhappy. Nowadays, many
familiar materials are doing a wartime job. Nylon and silk are going into parachutes,
cotton, rayon and wool into uniforms and many other time uses. That
means that we on the home front must make the things we have last longer
so that our boys on the fighting fronts will have what they need. You're
all trying to track down ways and means to make washable fabrics last. And
the clue that's giving you domestic detectives dissolution is Luck's Flakes. But now let's
track down the boat He's falcon, because here's the first act, starring Edward
g. Robinson as Sam Spade, Gale Patrick as Brigid, and Laird Krieger
as Gutman. At two o'clock in the morning, the city of San Francisco
lies sleeping under a blanket of fog. Along a lonely street, a man
walks slowly, his footsteps ringing hollowly against the wet pavement. He passes a
deserted alley and stops. The man turns and peers for a long time into
the shadows. Suddenly, one of the shadows moved. The man stumbles backward,
his hands reach out to shield his body. All right, straight,
open up. We know you're in the strade. Come on, what is
it? It's Dundee and Paul Haws. I want to speak to you.
Let tenant, nice time to make a call. Yeah, four in the
morning. What did you watch stuff? We don't have any hours. On
the fourth Spade and a couple of questions ask you, hi town, Hello
Sam? What do you know about this killing? Spade? Very little?
Aren't you with your partner? Wasn't he that's right? Spade? And aren't
your private detective? I guess you'd have to change that name. Yeah,
now on, I just am Spade. Yeah, you don't seem very broken
up over this Spade Miles. Aren't you get shot dead two hours ago and
you toss it off like a Scotch and soda? No excuse me, will
you have one lieutenant, No, I won't okay, mind if I have
one lieutenant? You don't like me, do you don? I don't like
any cups who on on the force. I asked you what you knew about
miles Arts are getting killed? Once again? Very little ther boys called me
a ten after two. I understand they found a webbly automatic in the alley
with one bullet out of it. Yeahs, aren't you out on a job
last night? For sure? He was supposed to be telling a fellow named
Floyd Thursby. Thursby, what for? Come on speed? What for?
We were trying to find out where he lived state? Suppose you answer once
without thinking so hard? I don't like this done? They what are you
sucking around for? Tell me to get out? He asked you why you
were telling Thursby? I wasn't miles wide, but as well reasonab we had
a client. It was paying good United States Monday to have him. Who's
the client? And I'm sorry I can't tell you that they reasonable, Sam,
give us a chance. How can we turn up anything on miles killing
if you won't tell us what you've got? Okay? It was a girl
who wanted us to tale Thursday. What girl came into the office yesterday afternoon.
I didn't know who she was. Eff He announced her about three o'clock,
said there was a girl to see me, Carolyne. Girl to see
you, mister Spade. She says, her name's Wonderly. What is she
for your customer? I guess so you'll want to see her anyway, mister
Spade. She's a naca. Oh if you were in, Effie Darling,
will you comm Thank you Spade? That's right? And what can I do
for you this wonderly? Well, I I don't know where to start.
I asked at the hotel for the name of a reliable private detective and they
mentioned yours. And I suppose you tell me about it from the very beginning.
Well, I'm from New York. I've come here to find my sister.
Well, are you sure she's in San Francisco? She was two weeks
ago. I had a letter from her. She she came here with a
man named Thursday. Floyd Thursday, I mean she ran away with him,
yes, or mister Spade. I've got to find her modern father and Honolulu,
and it would kill them. I've got to get her back before they
come home. Well, what did she say on the letter? Nothing except
that she was all right. I sent her a note begging her not to
do anything foolish. I sent it to General Delivery. I told her I
was coming out together. I shouldn't have done that, should I? Oh,
it's not always easy to know what to do. I haven't found her.
No, No, I told her I'd be at the Saint Mark for
her to meet me there. But I've waited three whole days. She didn't
come, didn't even send a message. It was horrible waiting. Yesterday afternoon
I went to the post office. Karin didn't come for her, Mayor,
but Floyd Thursday did or did you speak to him? Yes, he wouldn't
tell me where Karin was, but he promised to bring her to the hotel
this evening. Oh's all right, all right, oh, miss Wanderle.
This is mister Roger, my partner. How do you do anything I can
do? Sam? Well, Miss Wanderles sister ran away from New York with
a fellow named Thursbay As Wanderley seems thirsty and has stated with him, knight
at the Saint Mark if you bring your sister with him before your chances already,
won't Miss Wanderley want us to find him as sister and get her away
from him back home? Right? Yes, but I want you to know
that he's a dangerous man. I don't think you'd stop at anything. I
don't believe he'd hesitate to kill Corin if he thought it would save him.
At what time it's coming to see you? Between eight and ten? All
right, Miss Wanderley? Will have a man? Oh no, Sam,
No, this is too important for that. I'll look after it myself,
Miss Wonderley. Oh, thank you, not at all? Oh? Oh
here, I I've brought some money. Will two hundred dollars be enough?
Oh? Again with yeah? Oh? Well, by the way, it
what helps him? If you meet Thursday in the lobby, why will you
don't have to look for me, Miss Wanderley. I'll see you all right,
thank you? Goodbye, goodbye by Miss Wanderley. So good night,
yes, goodbye. What do you think of you saw her first? Sam?
When I spoke first, I wasn't talking about a figure? What about
a story? Huh? Oh? What about it? Well? You got
a great brain, Mile, Yes you have. Miles went out to tailor
Thursbay last night. Yeah, and Thursbay shot him? Is that what you
think? Oh, that's what you think that I don't know. Tom,
get on the phone, call a Saint Mark and ask for a girl name
Winderling. I thought of that myself to Tanna, he's never registered. The
whole story was probably a fake, wasn't. How about yours, mister Spake?
Tell him what's your boyfriend getting at? I'll tell you what I'm getting
at, boyd. Thursday was shot down in front of US hotel an hour
ago. Take a pause off me, easy, boss, don't got the
mother? Well were you the night spade? I was right here all night
long? Got me proof? No? Do you think I shot Thursbay?
Huh yeah, I think you did. I know where I stand now Thursby
die? How did I kill him? I forget? He was shot three
times in the bank with the forty four. I'll tell people know anything about
him, nothing except they've been there a week alone alone? Or did you
find out who he was? What his game was? No, we thought
you could tell us dead. I've never seen Thursday dead. Are alive?
Now? It looks if you did get Thursbey, you'll get a square deal
out of me. In most of the breaks know that I blame you a
life the man who killed your partner. But God wouldn't keep me from there.
To you fair enough, and I feel better about it if you'd have
a drink with me. No, no, Well, good night, gentlemen.
I'm tired. Hello, yes, oh, hello, this one la?
Where are you? Well? God it department one, oh one.
I'll be there in a few minutes. Oh, by the way, what's
your name? Was warning Missus le Blanc? Okay, Missus LeBlanc, I
have a terrible confession to make. Yeah, go ahead, Missus le Blanc.
Well that that story I told you yesterday was all a story. Oh
that's all right. I didn't believe your story anyhow. I believe you have
two hundred dollars. Oh you paid too much for someone who was telling the
truth. I see. Oh, let's clear up one thing first, mister
Blank, what your name now? What is it? Not le Blink?
No, it's really Shaughnessy. First name, Bridget Brigard Shaughnessy. Oh that's
what I can believe. Mister Spade. Tell me, am I to blame
for last night? Well, you warned us that Thursby was dangerous. I
wouldn't say it was your porn. Oh thank you. Mister Archer was so
so alive yesterday, so solid and heart stop it any what he was doing.
Those are the chances we take anyway. There's no time for worrying about
that. Right now. There's a flock of cops running around with their noses
to the ground, mister Spade. Do they know about me? Well,
so far, all they know is if there's a girl somewhere. But must
they know about me at all? Mister Spade. Couldn't you manage to shield
me from home? Maybe? But I'll have to know what it's all about.
Well, I can't tell you now. Later I will. You'll have
to trust me. Oh I'm so alone and afraid. I've got nobody to
help me. If you won't please trust me, help me. Be generous,
mister Spinning. You don't need much of anybody though you're good people arrived,
I think I man frob you get into your voice when you say things
like he generates Spade All right, I deserved it, But the lie was
in the way I said nothing. What I said You're gonna leave if you're
like, oh no, not yet. I've got nothing against trusting you blindly,
but I can't do you any good if I don't know what it's all
about. For instance, I've got to have some sort of a line on
your friend's hrsby I met been Hong Kong. We came here just last week.
Where not from Hong Kong? Where? Why? I can't tell you.
I'll go on. I needed him, I was completely dependent on him.
He knew with me, took advantage of it to double Crossmo. Wow,
I can't tell you that either. Well, why do you want him
shadowed? I wanted to learn how far he'd gone whom he was meeting?
Did he kill Archer? Yes, certainly, Firsbee had a luger in his
shoulder. Archer wasn't killed with a lugar. Floyd always carried an extra devolve
in his overcoat pocket. Why all the guns? He lived by them?
Picked the nice playmate? All right, let's have it now. How bad
a spot are you in? As bad as bad? Could be physical danger?
Yes, and I'm not heroic. I don't think there's anything worse than
death. Oh, shut out. I mean someone I might kill you,
Yes, and they'll get me unless you help. You've got to help you
here. You've got to shut up all right, I'll help you, and
they'll probably give it to me too, all right, So why I guess
I won't be the first guy who let a name make a sucker out of
him. Back again, mister Spade, whoever the fellow was here this morning,
here's his card. You'll Carol cure your character foreign type. He smells
like Guardinia da Well shoot him in effie. Right? Are you come in
with Carol? Very kind? Thank you? No sit down now, mister
Carol, thank you. I'm Sam Spade something I no volumes, Yes,
thank you. But first, may a stranger offer condolences for your partner's unfortunate
death. Thank you? And may I ask mister Spade if there is a
certain relationship between that and the death of the man Thursby. May I ask
that no, I beg your pardon, mister Spade. I'm trying to recover
an ornament that has been I always say mislaid. I thought and hoped you
could assist me. The ornament is a statuette, the black figure of a
bird. Yeah. Now, I am prepared to pay on behalf of the
figure's rifle owner the sum of five thousand dollars for its recovery and what is
the phrase no questions will be asked? Five thousand dollars, a lot of
money, come in? Is there anything else for me to say? Hello?
Good night, effie, and a lot the door when you go with
you as mister car or five thousand dollars. What do you think you're doing?
I'm pointing a revolver the spot directly between your eyes. You will please
clasp your hands together at the back of your neck and do not move.
I tend to search your office, and if you attempt to prevent me,
I should certainly shoot you. All right, go ahead. You will please
stand. I should make sure you are not armed. Certainly, all right?
Rob the down? Please drop it, Robert? Or do I twist
your arm off the elbow? You here? Take it? Thanks? I
sit out over there and behave yourself. You you have grooved me, mister
spade, and I'm sorry. I guess I got a little annoyed. I
don't like guys who make a phony offer of five thousand dollars. You are
mistaken. This spade that wasn't is a genuine offer. Yeah, and I
am prepared to pay five thousand dollars for the figuous return. You have to
figure now, and why did you risk serious injury to prevent my searching for
it? Well, I should sit around, let people come in and stick
me up, so the offer still goes. Uh oh, certainly, all
right, let's put the cards on the table. Your first guess was that
I have a bird. Now there's nothing to that. I want your second
guest. But you know where it is, or at least that you know
it is. Way you can get it where. You're not hiring me to
do any murders or burglaries for you, but simple to get it back if
possible, and an not as lawful way, if possible, and in any
event, with discretion. I am at the hotel Belvet deal when you wish
to communicate with me, Good evening, mister Spade. Oh I wait,
you know girl in Wonderley. No I do not love Blank No, I
love about Bridge. Chan. Say the hotel bell with you, mister Spade,
Room six five five okay, oh biden, way, may I have
my repover back? Please? Oh yeah, sure, sure I've forgotten.
Yeah, there you are. Thank you. Now you will please keep your
hands behind your head. I still intend to search your office. Well I'll
be all right, go ahead, thank you, I mean, mister spad,
do you have any news for me? Yeah? A little? I
mean, did you manage itself that the police won't have to know about me?
Oh? They won't for a while anyway. Oh you won't get into
any trouble. You won't, mister spool. Oh I don't mind a reasonable
a lot. Do sit down? Please sit down. I like you aren't
exactly the sort of person you pretendedly, are you? I'm not sure I
know what you mean a schoolgirl manner, stammering, blushing and all that,
because if you are, honey, we'll never get anybody. I'll stop acting,
all right, I'm sorry, I'm good. I saw Joel Cairo to
night. You know him only slightly. What do you say about? What
about me? Nothing? But what did he talk about? What he offered
me? Five thousand dollars the black Bird? Oh? Did he? And
what did you say? I said, five thousand dollars A lot of money,
it is. It's a lot more than I could ever offer you if
I must bid for your loyalty. Oh that's good coming from you. I
What have you given me besides two hundred dollars? Have you given me any
of your confidence? Any of the truth. Can't you trust me a little
longer? How much is a little? What are you waiting for? Well,
I must talk to Joel Cairo. You can see him tonight. He
can't come here. I can't let him know where I am. I'm afraid
of my place. Then what about it? All right? But wait,
you'll have to let me go about this in my own way. You mustn't
have a fair well, yes, sit and listen while you talk over all
time. You're a strange person. I like you. Yeah, Well,
no, one overdoing. No, I'm just got on. No shaughnessy,
I might advise you, mister Spade. There's a boy outside who seems to
be watching the house as I parted. Boy who is he? Oh?
I don't know. I've done my nightcare. I'm telling me around town all
evening. Did he follow you to my apart? I shouldn't be far that.
Well, let's start the meeting. I'm delighted to see you again,
miss Shaughnessy. I was sure you wouldn't be jo I'll make a drink.
Let's go ahead, Bridget let's just stay and told me about your order for
the for the falk and how soon can you have the money ready, It
is ready in cash. Oh, yes, you're ready to give us five
thousand dollars if we turn over the falk and to you, I should be
able to give you the money to say half past ten in the morning.
But I haven't got before. Oh, don't worry, I'll have it in
another week at the most. I must wait a week, or perhaps not
a whole week. And why, if I may ask, are you willing
to sell it to me at all? I'm afraid after what happened to Floyd,
I'm afraid to touch it except to turn it over to somebody else right
away. Tell me exactly what did happen to Floyd? It was murdered.
But the fat man fat man, did you hear? I don't know,
I suppose, So what difference does it make? Might make a world of
difference. Yes, you might be able to get around the fat man Joe
or as you did that one. It needs to hand bool what was his
name? The one you did away with? You get away to you here?
I pulled down this. This is the second time you've put your hands
on me, mister Spade. I'll try and make it the last. You
better get out. Cayrol I'll call you tomorrow. You're working for her now
said, I'm working for myself. I want to go. You offer,
just say so, the offer still staying. I get out very well,
good night, used to space. Well, we've got some fine friends,
mishaughnessy. They always try to throttle you. I suppose I ought to thank
you. You've had to talk with Cairo, and I can talk to me.
Well, it didn't work out the way I hoped. I'll have to
go now. No, no, no, not until you've told me about
it. Am I a prisoner? Maybe? Or maybe that kid outside hasn't
gone home yet? Do you think he's still there? Likely I'll stay for
a while anyhow, Okay, Oh, well, what's this bird? This
falcon? Maybe everybody's all steamed up about it. It's a black figure of
a bird, a hawk or falcon, about a foot high or what makes
it sound important? I don't know. They wouldn't tell me, but they
promised me five thousand dollars if I helped them get it from the man who
had it, that was an Istanbul. Yes, I'll go ahead, that's
all. They promised me the money to help them, and I did.
And then we found out that Joel Cairo wento deserters, taking the falcon with
him and leaving forward in me nothing. So we did exactly that to mister
Cairo. Then I wasn't any better off than before, because Floyd hadn't any
intention of keeping his promise to me about sharing. Equally, I learned that
by the time we got here. What's the bird made of? Porcelain of
black stone? I don't know? You're a liar? What a liar?
Yes I am, I've always been a liar. Don't brag about it.
There any truth at Tall and Landyard? Some not very much. All right,
we've got all night before us. I'll put some coffee on. We'll
try again. Oh I'm so tired. I'm so tired of lying and thinking
up lies and not knowing what's the lion? What's the truth? Don't ask
me? Please, don't if there's any kindness in you at all? Now,
what are you trying? Now? That's right? Going on the beauty?
Let your eyes get nice and starry. What's your arm from mine?
I can look pleadingly at me. Oh you're great. Do you think it's
going to get you any place? I couldn't with you? No, Well,
don't be so sure, we'll hear Act two of The Maltese Falcon,
starring Edward g. Robinson, Gail Patrick and Laird Creegar in just a moment.
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of the Maltese Falcon starring Edward g Robinson as Sam Spade, Gail Patrick as
Bridgid, and Laird Krieger as Gutman. On the trail of the Black Falcon,
Sam Spade has followed nothing but blind alleys. But now a call comes
from his secretary. He was here twice, mister Spade. He wouldn't leave
his name though, no place like region. He said something about the Hotel
Barkley. Well, what did he look like, ethic? Can you describe
him? Lass? Easy enough? A big fellow, about two hundred and
seventy pounds, Yeah, a fat man. In the lobby of the Hotel
Barklay, Sam Spade watches for the fat man, but he sees only the
boy who has followed him for the last three days. All right, all
right, son where is he? What? Come on? Where is he?
You worked for him? Don't you oho? A fat man? I
want to speak to him. What do you think you're doing, Jack Kittenley,
I'll tell you when I am. We've been tailing around after me for
three days now. I'm getting a little sick of it. You can tell
the fat man, I said, so shove off. You have to talk
to me before you throw Sonny, So will he? I said, shovel
and take a hat out of your pocket. Comes, don't scare me much.
Keep asking food. You're gonna get it plenty. People lose their teeth
talking like that. You want to hang around people? Light and tell the
fat man I called me. Leave his name, hello, mister Spade,
Mister Gutman called he says the boy gave him a message. Room four or
seven the Barkley this afternoon at three, mister Spade, lighted to see you.
Delighted. How do you do it? Witan? Sit down, my
friend will have a little drink. I can't stay long. Sorry, I've
got an appointment at the attorney's office. So it's interesting say when missus Spade
excellent, excellent. I just trust a man who says we he's got to
be careful not to drink too much. It's because he not to be trusted
when he does. You're a close mouthed man, mister Spade. I liked
the dog. I enjoy it better and better. I just trust a close
mouthed man. He generally picks the wrong time to talk, says the wrong
things. Wilson, we'll talk as well when we talk about the black bird.
You're them and for me, sir, no beating about the bush,
but right to the point. But first, sir, answer me a question.
Are you here as miss shaughness is representative or mister Cairo. There's not
being certain about it either way yet. It depends, But which will you
represent? It will be one or the other, not necessarily. Who else
is there? Well? Me, that's wonderful, sir, wonderful. I
do like a man who tells you right off that he's looking out for himself.
Let's talk about the blackbird. Let mister Spain, have you any conception
of how much money can be got for that blackbird? No? Well,
sir, if I told you him, if I told you half, you
call me a liar. No, not even if I thought so. You
know what the bird is? Of course, no, I don't. You
don't. They didn't tell you that. Well. I know what it's supposed
to look like, and I know the value in human life you people put
on it. But miss sure as he didn't tell you what it is,
and Cairo didn't, I that I must know what it means. What do
they? What is your impression, sir? Well, there's much to go
by. Cairo wouldn't talk. Girl said she didn't know that. I took
the grant that she was lying. Then they don't know. I am the
only one in this whole, wide, wonderful world who does. That's great
when you've told me that'll make two of us mathematically correct, sir, But
I don't know if that I'm going to tell you now, don't be foolish.
You know what it is. I know where it is. That's why
i'm here. Well, sir, where is it there? You see?
I must tell things, but you refuse. That is hardly equitable, sir.
No, no, no, no, I don't think we can do
business along these lines. You don't here. I think again, I think
fast. I told that gunman of yours that you'd have to talk to me
before you finished. Now i'll tell you now that you'll do your talking the
day you're through. What are you wasting my time for? I can get
along without you not talk talk Come in, willma? Oh yeah, yeah,
come in, sunny. Keep your hand off your gunn or I'll lock
your ears down. Listen, you just stand over there, Wilma. Excitable
young man. Missus, I'll make up your mind gutman while you're doing it.
Keep that council away from me. I'll kill him. Mister Spade,
I must say, you're the most violent temper. I'll think it over.
You've got all five thirty, and you're either in or out for keeps lead.
Oh. I guess might be excellent or might be crumbing. But missus
Spade didn't raise any children dippy enough to make guesses in front of a distant
attorney in a stenographer. Mister Spade, I wish you wouldn't regard this as
a formal inquiry. And please don't think I have any belief in those theories.
The police see before you see they think you chay. Yeah, what's
your theory? Is simple? Tell me who ought you was shadowing Thursday before,
and I will tell you the murder. Oh, that's where you're wrong.
Whether or not I'm wrong isn't for you to judge. I'm a sworn
officer of the law, mister Spate, my duties. Thought this was an
informal talk. At least think I mixed up in those kelleyes. My best
chance of clearing myself it's bringing the murder is all tied up. My only
chance of ever tying them up is by keeping away from you and the cops,
because you'd only come up the world. Now just a minute. I
don't want any more of these informal talks. You want to see me again,
pinch me or subpoena me or something, and I'll come down with my
lawyer. See you at the end. Quiest. Hey you well, hy
son. I didn't expect to see you in the five twenty five. I
hope, I haven't kept you waiting. Keep on riding me and they'll be
picking iron out of your living and cheap with a crooked bagaudy of a pattern?
Got being ready to dark? He's waiting at the hotel. Get going?
Are They're on their way up now? Thank you? Oh? Hello,
operator, I don't want to receive any calls for about an hour.
Yes, thank you. I get at Sunday. Yeah, got, here's
a common six shooter. Well, what's this? I took it away from
him as a faith he might hurt himself. I'll get you space someday.
I'll let you have it right, wait outside will Bye dads. Sir,
you're a chap worth knowing an amazing character. Yeah. I have mixed a
drink for you. Oh, by the way, I owe you in a
part la. Never mind, let's talk about the bird, all right,
sir. Let's mister Spade. This is going to be the most astounding thing
you ever heard. What do you know, sir about the Knights of Rome?
Nothing? Well, they were crusaders, mister Spade. In fifteen thirty
nine, these crusading knights persuaded the Emperor Charles the fifth to give them the
island of Malta. He made but one condition. They were to pay him
each year the tribute of a falcon, an acknowledgement that Malta was still under
spade. You follow me, Yeah, so far? Good, well,
sir. The knights were profoundly grateful to the Emperor for his generosity towards them.
The very first year, they sent him not an insignificant live bird,
but a glorious golden falcon, and crusted from head to foot, with the
finest jewels in their coffers. Well, sir, what do you think of
that? I don't know. These are facts, historical facts. They sent
this jeweled bird to Charles, who was then in Spain, but it never
reached Spain. Famous Admiral of Buccaneers took the knight's galley and the bird.
In seventeen thirteen it turned up in Sicily. In eighteen forty it appeared in
Paris. It had by that time acquired a coat of black enamels, so
that it looked like nothing more than a fairly interesting black statuette. Then,
in nineteen twenty two, a great dealer named Charalius founded in an obscure shop
no thickness of enamel could conceal value from his eyes. Three cups, sir,
Yeah, Oh, go on, wellsurn to hold it safe. Charleos
re enameled the bird. I got wind of his fine, But when I
arrived in Athens, I discovered that the bird was gone and Charleius murdered.
That was over twenty years ago. Well, sir, it took me twenty
years to locate that birth, but I did. I traced it to the
home of a Russian general, one Kemiedoff, East Tamboo. I sent some
agents to get it. Well, sir, they got it and I haven't
got it. Where's kamdot oh Keemdoff? He died very saddled. Yeah,
his heart was there a knife in it or a bullet? Your glass?
Sir? There go And now before we start to talk prices, how so
are you willing to produce the falcon? That's quite satisfactor. Well, sir,
here's to a fair bargain. Break up. Oh, what's your idea
of the fair bargain? Twenty five thousand dollars when you deliver the falcon to
me, and another twenty five thousand later on, or I'll give you one
quarter of what I realize on the falcon. That would amount to a vastly
greater solf. How much greater? Oh? No, shall I say one
hundred thousand? That would be the minimum? M h And the what what's
the maximumber? What would you say to a quarter of a million? Well,
then you think the fingers is worth a million at least? That's that's
a lot of doll A lot of doll No, no, huh and the
um matt maximum? And what's the matter, mister Spain? Are you feeling
you? I feel? What is the what is in that? That drank
a dream? Oh? I drugged it? Yeah, you will be unconscious
very shortly, mister Spain. You'd better lie down. I wouldn't want you
to fall. That's We're very good. That's very Oh Joe, Joe,
come in. Is he unconscious? Yes, you know he's a very interesting
person, Joe, the kind of a man I am sure dealing with.
We pause now for station identification. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System. After
a brief intermission, Edward g. Robinson, Gail Patrick, and Laird Creeker
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Mill returns to the microphone. One of tonight's stars through the Atlantic recently.
We'll hear about it right after play now. The third act of The Marty's
Farton starring Edward G. Robinson, gave Patrick and Laird Prigar. When Sam
Spade woke up, he was alone in the hotel room, pale and still
shaking from the effects of the drug. He's gone to his office, where
Ethel stares at him in alarm. Mister Spade, what happened to you?
No? I went visiting this afternoon with that knockout drops and came through just
a little while ago. I spread out on a man's floor. Who did
it? A fat man? But why? Didn't have a chance to ask?
Evidently wanted to get me out of the way for something. But I
don't get at you. Hello, Yes, what I can't hear you?
Give it to me again? Yes, I've got that captain who Jacoby?
Yes? I hello, Hello, she's gone? Who's gone? Who was
the shaughnessy. Girl, she wants you. Here's the address. She's in
some kind of trouble, mister Spade. She was telling me something about a
captain, a ship captain named Jacobe, and then and then something happened to
her. What happened, I don't know. Like she was being choked.
Listen, is that the outside door? I'll see? Yes? What do
you do? Who is it, Eppie? I don't know what. Let's
do, Spain. Yes, this package? What you he told me?
What are you? What's the matter with you? Or you du lock the
door? Yes, give me the scissors from the desk. But yeah,
I want to see what's in this package. Here. He did about four
slugs and then that's all. Come on, put yourself together, I'm all
rush, we'll see. Yeah, this is what I think it is.
Yeah, yeah, what is it? You've got it? Angel, We've
got it. The Maltese falcon. The fuck look at it? The blackbird
a million bucks under a coat of an armor. She send him with it.
That's what he tried to tell us. He must be Captain Jacobby.
Listen, I've got to get to her as soon as I've done formed the
police. Tell him out happened to forget it, brought a bundle O can't
get it straight now, Yes, I leave a bird and a safe when
I call you, bring it to that anti street address. Caught it.
Yeah, and after you bring it to me, go out and call Dante.
Tell him to come on the rondad about six cops. No mistakes,
SEPPI, I may need them. Just keep your hands up, mister Spade
and come in whom to shut the door. Well, so we're all here
waiting for you. Now, let's sit down, mister Spade and be comfortable.
Yeah, Sam, I tried to call y'all. I wanted to tell
you it's all right. They've been holding me here all last night and today.
But you've come to no harm, Miss Shaughnessy as yet. Oh,
mister Spade, I believe you know, mister Cairo. Yeah, how do
you do? And Wilma go. You're carrying a rod. Let me sing,
I get away. You're not going to frisk me. Stand still,
but your pawn, man, I'm going to make you use that gun.
Ask your boss if he once we shut up before we talk, sit down,
will mister Spade, you're certainly a most headstrong individual. Well let's talk.
Yeah, you're ready to make the first payment and take the falcon off
my hands. You're sure you have it, Sam, have you? I
didn't just after noon, but I have now. Then I am willing to
pay Joel the money play. Wait, there's another thing to be taken care
of. First. We've got to have a fall guy. I they your
pardon. At least you've got to have a victim, somebody they can stick
for those three murders too. Oh, only two murders, mister Spade,
thurs be undoubtedly killed your part all right too. The point is I've got
to come through with somebody a victim when the time comes. If I don't,
I'll be it. And whom do you recommend as this victim? Oh?
Well I'm not. I say how about giving him a wellmer here he'll
do? Why you get away punk? By goading? Mister Spade, you
are a character. I'm best dead. We tell them all the cops will
be happy and we'll be free as the air. But what do you think
of this? Will Man? Mighty funny? Yeah, mighty funny. Well,
anyway, killed Thursday made the order for the part. Get up on
your feet, away, Punk, I've taken all the riding for you.
I'm gonna take it up and shoot it down yourself, will man. Mister
Spade, your plan is not at all practical. Let's not say anything more
about it, all right, I've got another suggestion. Want to hear it
most assuredly. Give him the old Chiro first. We give them you,
mister Spade or Misshaughnessy. About that. You people want the falcon, I've
got it in the fall guy's part of the prize. As for Mishaughnessy,
who think you can be rich for the part, I'm perfectly wanting to discuss
it with you. What's the matter. You don't mean that you couldn't because
I don't think the cops will be happy. Questionally, I see only one
guy who's really right. That's woman. I'll kill him. I'll kill he
stop it, stop here, I'll let him go. I told him a
way off me. I want him. I hated to do that, but
the punk had it coming to him. There's your fall guy. Mister Godman,
what do you say? I don't like it. Either you'll say yes
right now, or I'll tell the falcon. I'm a whole lot of you
in no right you're gonna have Willman call him inside. Joe, my secretary
left an hour ago at the park and shareaby here in a few minutes.
What about money government in a few minutes when she gets here? Oh wow,
let's get the details. Face why that well might killed Thursday? And
why and where did he shoot Captain Jacoby? Well, I shall be candid
with you, sir. Thursby was Miss Shaughnessy's alive. We believed that disposing
of him would frighten Miss Shaughnessy into patching up her differences with us. Sounds
all right, now, Jacoby. Captain Jacoby's death was entirely Miss Shaughness's fault.
That's a lie. I'll tell you what happened. Cairo saw in the
newspaper that jacoby ship was arriving. He remembered that Jacoby and Miss Shaughnessy had
been seen together in Hong Kong. Well, Sir, he put two and
two together. Guess the truth. She had given the bird to Jacoby to
bring here. As at that juncture you decided to slipped me the makey.
Huh. Well, I'm sorry there was no place for you in our plans,
mister stayed, mister Cairo, and Wilma and I went to the boat
to call on Captain Jacoby and Misshaughnessy. We persuaded Miss Shaughnessy to come to
tourneys, or so we thought. Well, so we mere men should have
known better. Our route to my hotel, Captain Jacoby and the Falcon slipped
completely through our fingers, except that Wilmer put a few bullets in him while
he was running away. Oh, by the way, you said Jacoby died,
Yes, but not until after we brought me up the falcon. And
there's a bright side to everything, isn't there. I'll get it. It's
my secretary. You don't mind if I go to the door with you all.
Come on, mister Space. Well, thanks a lot. I wrapped
it up again. Is there anything else? Oh? Thanks? Let me
have it quickly here all right? Guess the pleasure ought to be after twenty
years? Twenty years? There it is there? You are, beauty?
Is it? Is it? The Falcon? The original? We will make
sure your knife Joe here, thank you. Just a tiny cut in the
enamel, and underneath we find gutman. What's the matter. It's a fake,
it's dead. It's a Faketrey Cathy. All right, Sean, I
say you've had your little Joe. Now tell us about it. No,
Sam, No, that's the one I got from Kemiedoff. I swear you
bundled it, gutman, you and your stupid attempt to buy it. Kemedoff
caught on how valuable it was. He put a fake in its place.
Yes, that is Kemedoff's sound, There's no doubt of it. Well,
Joel, what do you suggest that we stand here and shed tears and call
each other names? Or shall we go to East Stamboul? Stamboul? You
you are still going to look for the falcon. For twenty years I have
wanted that little item and have been trying to get it. I'll go on
trying very well. I'll I'll go with you. Get Wilma. Let's start
tomorrow, Yes, tomorrow, windom week. Why he's gone, the window
is open, she's gone. Well, a lot of things we have little
enough to boast about. The world hasn't come to an end just because we've
run into a little setback. I'm sorry about your money, mister Spade,
but of course you didn't earn it. I held up my end. You
got your falcon. You're all right, luck not mine, but it wasn't
what you wanted my hat, Joe. I'll wait a minute, mister Spade.
It will do you no good to argue. I haven't the money with
me anyhow, I had an idea that with it. Now, sir,
we'll say goodbye to you, and since the shortest farewells are the best,
adieu and to you, miss Shawn, and say I leave the lead falcon
as a little memento adieu. Sam, Sam, what are you going to
do? Nothing but those murders? You are mixed up in them. You
said yourself the police needed a victim. Call him, now tell him about
Gutman. I don't have to call him. Gutman will be nailed before he
goes a block. But when he's nailed, he'll talk. That's you.
We're sitting on Dynham. We've only got a couple of minutes to get offsets
with the cops. Now give me all of it, fast talk. Where
shall I begin? Well, the day he first came to my office,
why did you want thesby shadow? I told you, Sam, I suspected
him of betraying you know, I wanted to find out. That's a lie.
You had to fesby Hook and you knew it. You wanted to get
him out of the way before Jacob became with a bird. Isn't that so?
Yes? What was your scheme? Well? I thought that if he
saw someone following him, he might be frightened him. The going away,
Well, he must have told Thasbie that Archer was following him. Yes,
I told him, But please believe me, Sam, I wouldn't have told
him if I thought there's the good killing Well, if you thought he wouldn't
kill Archie, you were right, Angel didn't. No, Archer had been
a cop too long to be caught like that up a blind alley where's gun
tucked round his hip and his overcoat buttoned. But he would have gone up
there with you, Angel. He was just dumb enough for that, Sam.
And then you could have stood us close to him as you were likeding
the dog and put a hole throw him with a gun you had gotten from
Thursby that night. Don't don't talk to me like that, Sam. You
know I didn't shut up there in this part of the school girl. Why
did you shoot him? No? I didn't mean to it first, I
didn't really, But when I saw that Thursby couldn't be frightened. I,
Sam, go on, go on, when you found the thirst, we
didn't mean to tack larger. You borrow the gun and did it yourself.
Right. Yes, you didn't know then that Gutman was here hunting for you
until you have First we had been shot, and then you knew you needed
another protector, so you came back to me. Yes, But but Sam,
it wasn't only that. I would have come back to you sooner or
later. From the very first minute I saw you, I knew that.
I well, if you got a good break, you'll be out of Saint
Quentman in twenty years and you can come back to me. Then. Oh
no, you're not going to I'm going understand you. Oh oh no,
don't, Sam, don't say that you're taking the fall, Darlly. You're
doing this to me. Don't you understand, Sam, I'm in love with
you. That's good. But you can't you can't, Yes, I can't.
You kill the man, darling. Remember you know, deep down in
your heart you know that, in spite of anything I've done, I love
you. I don't care who loves too. I'm not going to play for
soccer. I won't walk in Fsbi's and I don't know how many Alice foot
steps. You killed Myles and you're dying over for it. Sam, that's
the cops. Don't let them in. Please sit tied, honey, Sam
Man, you got the fat boy. They get too a swell. Here's
another one for you. She killed Myles? Can you prove it? And
I'm as shaughnessy, Can I prove it? Go on tell them? Yes,
all right? Come on, hold on Ashaughnessy. This this doesn't mean
anything to you, does it. Maybe you're going anyway. The chances are
you get off for twenty years. You do, I'll wait for you,
and if they hang you, Angel, I'll always remember you as times you'll
return to the your phone in just a moment. But now listen a minute.
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Next week's play asks a very vital question. So vital I'm taking it to
the man on the street for an answer before I introduce our stars, the
question our husband's necessary. Now here's a man who's just come in from the
street. What do you think, sir, A husband's necessary? My wife
says yes. My draft boot says no. Me. I just do what
they tell me. Now I say what it is. Yet lady has to
say, in your opinion, miss husband's necessary? Are you kidding? That's
the way it goes. Nobody agrees, but they'll go into that matter later
because the big news has to do with George Burns and Gracie Allen. To
night the Maltese Falcon had its share of thrills, but in recent weeks Edward
g Robinson has been on the road to adventure in real life. We'll get
the inside story now, is he and Gail Patrick and Laird Gregor come back
for a curtain call? Must have been pretty exciting crossing the Atlantic in wartime,
Eddie Oh. We went over by playing Gale and as we approached the
other side it was nipping tut there for a few minutes. I wasn't sure
whether I'd make it or not. Nazi planes go after you. No,
we were playing bridge and I made the bit doubled and redoubled. Did you
fly back to Eddie. I came back on a ship layered. I was
sure I got a chance to see a submarine, but nothing happened. The
word must have gone out the Little Caesar was a board. I don't care
about that CV. Purely because of Little Caesar I received a great distinction.
Fellows made me an honorary member of the gun crew. Seriously, Eddie.
In entertaining our soldiers in England, how did you find them? Are they
cheerful? Cheerful and determined? CB? As for the English people, nothing
seems to bother them. They've had rationings so long it isn't the topic of
conversation now. That great clot Big Ben was somebolic of the whole country.
To me, every time it strikes it seems to be saying it's later than
you think it all fit. Love. I suppose you did some broadcasting yourself
over there, Eddie. Well, one afternoon I broadcast six messages to the
continent in French, Spanish, Romanian, German, Danish and Italian. What
no Greek? While I'm working on Russian at the moment. I want to
be able to say thank you to all the Russians I meet from now on
have you read many successes on the screen, But in years to come,
I think you will value most the success you achieved in this job for your
country. Thank you, CD. What are you doing here next week?
Now, that's when the big question comes up again, Eddie, because next
week our play is the paramount comedy hit, Our Husbands Necessary, and in
it we'll present those eminent thespians George Burns and Gracie Allen's. In the play,
George works in a bank and Gracie is secretly trying to help his career.
So tune in next Monday night and get Gracie Allen's answer to that burning
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is the Columbia Broadcasting System. Welcome back. Well, this is an interesting
episode of the Locks Radio Theater. Typically when we play Lucks Radio Theater presentations,
we typically have some of the original cast present. For example, in
the adaptation of Laura, I think the only person we were missing was Clifton
Webb. Here we don't have anyone from the original movie. And this is
something you would see with Locks Radio Theater when you got towards the end of
its run in the fifties, and budgets were not what they once were and
viewership wasn't what it was During the war, the issue tended to be actor
availability. Add to normal issues that you would have with an actor's schedule in
terms of other movies that they're working on, and the top four or five
players in the multi se Falcon we're all very busy during wartime, the fact
that many of them were involved in war work and entertaining the tropes, and
you could easily end up in a situation where you just couldn't get anybody.
Now, this can be a freeing thing for a director as well as for
actors. If you have someone who is in the original film, then the
radio costars are going, to some degree or another, try to match their
performances to what was seen on screen. Here, you've essentially got a talented
cast that could make their own performance choices not necessarily be tethered to what happened
in the screen version. And I think that there are some key differences that
set this apart from the movie, and it's still a very good interpretation of
the novel, although it does make some interesting choices along the way. But
in no means is it a bad adaptation or a bad play or performance.
It's just different from the movie. There were some interesting choices, to be
sure. Some of the most memorable lines of dialogue in the film were left
out, but somehow we kept the brief scene where they met the da That
said, I think the cast captured the spirit of the novel really well and
with their own unique twist on the material. Laird Kreegar gave an interesting performance,
and I think to his credit, he didn't do what nearly everyone's sense
has done in coming to the Maltese falcon in trying to invoke Sydney Green Street.
Rather, he did his own performance, made his own effort to take
Casper Gottman off the page and bring him to life. And it was in
and of itself a good performance. And what's really impressive about it is,
I honestly don't remember having heard of mister Kreegar before listening to this, and
I was imagining, you know, what type of films like, had he
had some career, you know, going back to the decades, And I
found out that mister Kreegar was twenty nine years old when he did this performance,
and I would not have thought that at all. And so to me,
this comes across as a really confident, in gutsy performance. The same
time, it does highlight how completely and utterly brilliant Sydney green Street was in
the film and how he just absolutely elevated the film. Either way he played
Casper Gottman. Kreegar turned in a good performance, but it's not going to
make anyone forget Sydney green Street. And then you have Edward g Robinson,
who very subtillite gives a completely different take on Sam Spake. The radio version
doesn't meant some key moments that were in the film, such as when Sam
did the whole like mocking of all the lines that bridget had fed him,
and the scene where he turns Bridget in is so much shorter than in the
film, and of course you don't get the famous line about the falcon being
the stuff dreams are made of, And to me, his take on Sam's
fade is a lot more cynical than Bogart's. What comes across is that Sam
was not the least tempted by bridget O'Shaughnessy as portrayed by Robinson, who remains
just this very cool customer throughout the entire play. With Bogart, you get
a sense that he really and truly was into bridget and was tempted by her
to go against his better judgment. And the scene where he talks about things
how it has a duty if someone kills his partner to do something, and
that if someone kills it detective, it's bad for detectives everywhere is him reminding
himself of his duty and to do what is right instead of what feels good
in the moment, and the line the stuff dreams are made of really comes
off as this sort of philosophical pause. With Robinson's Sam Spade, it's really
not all that complicated. He is not going to be a sucker for anyone.
He's not going to get himself sent to the gas chamber because he fell
for a pretty face. And even the lines that were the same, for
example, when he talked about her coming to him after she's released from prison,
well there's a subtle sense with Bogart that Sam really means it. All
you get from Edward G. Robinson's Sam is a bit of contempt for her.
He has one, he has caught her, he has turned the tables,
and now he's turning her in and washing his hands of the whole affair.
The changes are relatively small, but they really pack a punch and change
how you feel at the end of the production. Now, obviously there's a
case for both performances, and both men were and in Bogart and Robinson you
have two of the greatest actors who ever lived. So it does come down
to a matter of preference. I'm someone who is always going to lean towards
the original, but I can appreciate that Robinson gave a performance that was again
very different from what we got on screen and on a to be different.
So again this was intriguing for just how different it was while still being so
very similar to what ended up on screen. And the other thing I did
want to talk about is the commercials. And what's really astonishing at with Locks
is if you listen to the series enough, you get to see how a
company that sells essentially the same product changes its sales pitch to suit the times,
to suit what consumers are thinking about at any given moment, because the
earliest episodes of the Locks Radio Theater came during the sluggish sort of recovery from
the Depression, and then of course you had the World War two era episodes,
and then the post war era and into the fifties, and it's interesting
to see how their sales pitch evolves over time. So really intriguing even on
the commercials. I hope you enjoyed it. Now it's time to thank our
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Bob Baileyweek celebration, and then the day after that, Steve Dunne returns as
Sam Spade on Monday. But join us back here tomorrow as we start our
celebration of the one hundred tenth birthday of Bob Bailey with an episode of What
George Do It? Where at the local newspaper Angel the woman the desk gave
me hers. Everybody in this town sure has an opinion, all right,
the guy killed his wife, simple as that. Listen. It is now
three days since the strange disappearance of missus Grip George. She was drawn,
Oh I know. They went swimming together off the place down Shore Road and
she got a cramp and drawn. We claimed he tried to rescue were I
don't see what's Oh well, maybe it is kind of an unusual time of
year for swimming. I'm a day too. It wasn't day, it was
night. Yeah. Guy in the barbershop said he saw missus brill once a
couple of years ago when they first moved here. Sort of a drab mousie
brunette. Not exactly the I want to go swimming it's so beautiful in the
moonlight type. They haven't found her body yet. That's where Riley is dragging
the bay. There were no witnesses. Caretaker named Nicholson, but he didn't
see it. Rills were away traveling most of the time. They just got
back. He's a writer of sorts. The chambermaid's full of gossip too.
Mister Brill is behind in his rent, and yet somehow he had enough money
to keep up the premiums on a big life insurance policy on his drab little
wife life insurance. Lots of nails in the coffin? Aren't there double indemnity?
Does it say that? What? Oh excuse me, well, I
happen to know what you're talking about. Who doesn't he had her insured double
double indemnity. Oh yes, it's fifty thousand in case of an accident like
drowning. But we must say something. You want a paper friend, go
ahead takes of course, Of course, I wanted makes good reading. Doesn't
more excitement than this little old town has ever had. Sympathizes with a husband.
What a rope around is? W'll stop it? All of you be
quiet. Wow, we're running a forum. I think it's simply horrible.
All this talk. The man's wife died, that's all strategic. It's none
of your business, you know her, lady. Nobody in town really did
or him either. But I think thanks for the newspaper, mister. I
guess he didn't care for your opinion. Lady. That man was marking grill.
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