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Johnny Madero. This one is actually just the week after last week's episode.
This is from June twenty sixth of nineteen forty seven. And one thing I
didn't notice here because I've added to my categorization. I've begun categorizing by what
network these is on, the shows are on, and the next these three
days of programming, all three three straight episodes in a row, Tuesday,
Wednesday, Thursday. All of these were shows from the Mutual Network. So
all right, just a fun factor. Let's go ahead and get in into
it. This one is called the Fatal Auction. Let's sit back, relax,
and then we'll come back. Yeah, I'm Johnny Madero here twenty three.
You know, it doesn't pay to buy a fast car in San Francisco,
because most of the time you gotta be in low gear. The town
is laid out like the profile of a chorus line, and the only time
it flattens out is where it runs into the bay. The waterfront goes from
south of the Ferry Building up past the China Docks, and on a clear
day you can see him batting baseballs over on Alfitraz. Here twenty three is
over toward the left field sign. Not far from there you'll find Johnny Madero's
boat shop right place. Oh, I rent boats and I do anything else
that means long odds in short hours. It's a way to make a living.
And if you never save enough to get married, at least he got
enough to leave the town. Maybe I should have left time. Monday afternoon,
I bought a paper and I read about a build up on a heavyweight
fight in la I stopped in at Lofties and the boy said, neither one
of those fighters could beat an egg with a power drill. About three o'clock
I started down Post Street when I spotted a new auction. The house was
small, with enough dough changing hands to buy back Manhattan Island. Inside it
was packed and up on a wooden stand, a ball headed guy was selling
everything but his suspenders. So I sat on and back, and I noticed
a girl standing up against the wall. She was wearing dark green sunglasses that
the rest of her was just about as secret as a plow in the bathroom
floor. Her hair was the color of half past midnight, and her dress
was made of the kind of goods you buy from spiders. After a while,
she walked over to me. Right away she started to getting nervous.
But when you look like her, you get a right to me mind if
I sit down? O your legs, lady. If you want to rest
him, wrest him. Thanks. You seem to like the view, just
temporary. I'm leaving. Will you get excited if I ask you to stay?
Oh? You're going to be proud if I do. I want you
to do me a favor. It won't take long. It'll be a small
one. They're gonna auction off a black leather suitcase in a few minutes.
It belongs to me. I must have it back. You speak the language,
do your own bidding. I don't want someone to know I'm here.
It's important. I'll pay you fifty dollars a bid for Did you tired me?
Just start bidding and keep on bidding, and you get that suitcase.
I want it at any price. Oh, ladies and gentlemen, here's a
special item of interest, A black leather suitcase. A right yesterday? Haunt
tense, n No, it's handsome, it's beautiful, it's never been open.
Now, who's got spoiling blood? The letter alone is worth at least
twenty five bucks. And it's heavy. It's heavy. It could be full
of bricks, and it could be full of gold. That's what makes it
interesting. Now, who's gonna start the bidding. Who's gonna start it off
with everyone? Two bucks? Come on, come on that connso two dollars
won't get fifteen ten by ten, don't get thirty ten, won't get thirty
dark pitch, mister twenty five busday Thursday. Double it one hundred, one
hundred. The man in the carriage fits one hundred. You heard them pops
one hundred, will get pool two hundred. Pool You got competition, lady,
I got you keep double four hundred, four hundred. That's the man
in the carriage. The second visions he knows what the suit takes his worth.
That think four hundred, we'll give eight hundred four o'kia. Hey,
al right, the man is f here, says hey, hook of a
thousand, I'll be te hundred hundred of thousands head surprise. The man won't
like this. You're working for me. Now make it a thousand. A
thousand, thousand fits a thousand dollars, we'll get fifteen hundreds. A thousand
we'll get for three hundreds, all right, A thousand months, a thousand
planks, a thousand for the thirsd worst time oh, through Biggs. Tell
to the men in the gallery, my god, but tis price. Now,
here's the money? Taken up and come back. I'll be waiting.
Yeah, and don't let him open it. Whatever you do, don't let
him open it. It's your party, lady. I won't even let him
teak. There's a looking amy. Give him, don't give him wrong.
Here he is, and here's your suitcase with sad Want to open it and
tell the folks what's entire? Yeah, what's in it? It's just one
of my relatives. There's a dope, Yes, sir, I'm sure all
right. I haven't been a light up there, Sorry, son, I
was just going for the empty seat. I will wait for your blockers next
time. Pop. Where's the girl, the brunette with the dark glasses.
It's a jail term, son. I don't follow him home anymore because she
was here a minute ago. You must have seen her leaves, no,
think about it. She must have walked back past you. Think about it.
No, Son, when you get to be my age, you don't
even do that. I felt kind of silly, the same way you do
when you find a hole in your sock at the shoe store. But it
wasn't my dough that bought that case, so I couldn't beat much. When
I got back to the office, I started working on the lock with the
key. The case was made of plain black leather that was kicked around more
than Minnie's gone. Then I opened it. Shiny looking saxophone was laid out
in three parts. For a thousand bucks, you can buy a whole brass
section. So I went through each piece looking for a reason. It was
a paper box inside the case and had a grocer reeds in the same time
you find on the mouthpiece of any saxophone. I couldn't do much more,
so I wrapped up the cats and put it up in my closet. And
then the door opened and the trouble had her face. This was the way
it looked in the morning. He stood there in the middle of the room.
In his eyes held me like a fly at the end of two needles.
He noticed his sign brows. They were bushing and thinking, if they
got any worse, you'd have to hire a native guide. Hello you,
madero, that's my story. You got a better one. It's sadder than
yours. I'm the guy you left behind at the auction. Who are you
bidding for? Who are you asking for? Myself? I suppose we get
real friendly. What's your name? Don lap Lairee, Don Lamb? Now
I introduced me to the girl who was coaching you, all right, she
was a souped up brunette with a disappearing act. Now what does that prove
unless you find it in the semitory? And they would trust a woman,
especially Claire Underwood, But he went from me. I would take that black
rather suitcase. Who weren't at the auction? Look, I saved you some
door. I'll make a pig at yourself. Try to be nice. I
will. I won't kick you when you who's that suitcase? You're making me
nervous? So if you got an HC A doctor? What makes you so
big? Vid? The ones I know all about? The Saxon man early
belongs to me. Give it to me or eyes start looking. You better
have a license to sax Isn't that important? It is to me? Maybe
I want to start a hotshot. I'll hold out for your girlfriend. She
owes me fifty bucks, and I need the dough. I'll double any thanks
she gives you if your made money. Give me a hint. What a
hundred bucks. Do yeah, the saxes in the closet on top of it.
Come on, give me a hand, give me your sure you've got
a hand by arrow, and now play it out. Some days you're not
gonna make out any better than an ice cube with a cocktail party. I'm
done laugh hit me. I folded up in my head, got the size
of a social worker's heart. Well, I started tossing around on the rug.
It took me longer to stop, and it took hayen to quit jersey.
I knew that sax was gone, so there was no point in getting
up. I started dreaming about that day of Cleveland Bellhop gave me a key
to the wrong room. It's going all right too, until somebody began shaking
me in that small room. I didn't have to look up to know who
it was, because Inspected Warchick of San Francisco Homicide is the kind of guy
you stand next to a hurricane and wonder what happened to the wind ventilation,
making a wish man own there it is so it didn't come true? What
are you collecting, Alibi? What yours for the last night at twelve o'clock
that wasn't dead. He got a witness. Oh you can't win them all.
Yeah, that's the way A guy named Charlie Riser felt. So maybe
it's an epidemic. So maybe you started it. Someone shot him dead.
The guy was a musician. Try some of the neighbors. I'll try you
first, your reaching warchick. I never heard of the guy. Oh that's
a handicap. Or maybe you just heard of his incer. All right,
let me get it was a second. You're very bride an AUCTIONNEI helped me
trace it down to you. Now, what's the pitch? A wild one
warcheck. A dame forced me to do it a favor. Uh huh,
I bet you're force easy. She paid me to bid for the saxon,
then took a potter after I won it. He got an active memory.
Does it including a name? Yeah, Claire under run it down and see
what it gets you on. I'll stop threateningly, Madero. I think that
sex is tied in with a murder. Now where is it? You're a
little late. A torpedo named Larry Dunlaft just worked in and sat me for
it. Yeah, how hard did he sat? Mad There's a crul of
blood behind your desk, and it doesn't look like yours. How to get
there? I don't know, Worschik. Maybe somebody got lost and figure it
was a blood bank. How do I know? Yeah? Maybe they thought
it was a morgue too. Left the body. I look around, yeah,
do that look under the rug too. Maybe the guy was thin?
All right, Madero, that's a fire in the clear. But if there's
blood, there must be a body close by. It'll show. When it
does, we'll turn it in for yours. I remember like you remember that
thousand bucks. Huh the auction house, Madero, the thousand bucks you gave
the joint got homesick and left. I'm broke, Worchi Eh, you'll let
the stand on your head? Depend this on me? Maybe I will.
Maybe you're right. I forgot about your head. Once watch he x sticks
to you. You might as well try to pull a mustard plaster off a
throw rug. He stood there for a minute, blinking at the light,
and you could see big pebbles of sweat standing out on his forehead. He
took a handkerchief out of his pocket. When it came down, it was
wet enough to wash all the windows in the Lower Manhattan After a while he
walked down. I watched him out of the window. I tried to figure
how I got into this. It was like trying to trace back a conversation
to see what words started it. There were lots of questions and not too
much time while I was a saxophone and a grocer. Reeds worth all that
dope and who left his blood on my rug as a deposit. A girl
must have known what was in the case, but why did she leave it
with me? I couldn't make it add up, so I looked at the
only good guy I know, a waterfront priest named Father Lady. He knows
most of the bad boys around the piers, and he's heard enough sins to
start an art colony around Lofty's. They got his name above the line,
and that's a tough trick, because along the waterfront of the Archange, we
couldn't get a cup of coffee without hunting a wing. I found him over
at the Perry's house having dinners. Hello Johnnah, you want some wine?
No thanks, Father. That's one of the good things about this job.
You get wine with your mules. Yeah, I know, except you got
to watch out and you will die in the seminary, like to eat between
meals? Yeah yeah, but the bishop fixed them. He sent him to
a rich parish and the guy had to throw away at his sermons. I'm
in trouble, father. Did you buy elevator shoes? Or is that a
bump on your head? Somebody knocked me down when I wasn't looking. Did
you get the license number? It just felt like a truck. I got
hit with a club. That's why I want you to help me. Father
Johnny, you misinterpret my mission in life. You need a policeman. I'm
only a priest. Besides, I'm eating. Look, Father homicide wants to
tack a murder on me. Here goes my appetite. Who's dead? Anybody?
I could have helped his home as Charlie Riser. He was a musician.
If he's going in the right direction, he may get some work.
How did you meet him? I didn't. I never heard of the guy.
It was all a surprise to me. Sounds more like a shock.
I got a bum shake from the start fighting. A gal with a big
purse promised to pay me something if I bid for a black suitcase and an
auction. What was the matter with her? Laryn jrivers. She was trying
to keep somebody from noticing her, but she must have weakened in the final
stretch. What do you mean? I won the bid with a thousand bucks,
but when I came back, the gal was gone and you were left
holding the bag. What was in it? A saxophone and the grocer reeds.
You could buy the whole outfit with a five dollar down payment. What
makes it worth a thousand? I don't know, father. The sacks belonged
to Charlie Riser. A guy named Dunlap offered me to wander bucks for it.
All that money for a saxophone, and they wouldn't allow me forty bucks
on that old organ. Dunlap slug me when my back was turned, pile
up a lead. Did the sacks go for free? Somebody paid for it?
But I woke up there was a lot of blood on the floor yours.
It was uncleaned, But I have an idea of body's going to turn
up without it. You have nothing but murder on your mind, Johnny.
Why don't you settle down with a good book. If wor check tags me,
I'll have to borrow yours. Father. Right now, I need you
to check on a few people for me, sure, but I'll need a
couple of names for them first. You know a lot of the combo boys.
Father, check up on Charlie Riser's friends, especially as women, and
find out where Larry Dunlap fits him. Would you do it, father,
Yes, Johnny, I'll do it. But if I find out you're calling
'em wrong, I'll drop over to war Checks. Thanks father, if you
helped me out of this, you're a good guy, You're an angel,
But stop pushing me. I'm not that anxious yet. When I my father,
Lady, I ran over my leads. You could have counted him on
one finger and you'd still have to cheat. The only guy was looking up
was the auctioneer on Eddie Street. Maybe that was all revenge. Why did
he tell war Chick that I took that thousand bucks back? Well, I
figured i'd find out, so I grabbed a cab back to his store.
When I got there, the joint was locked up, but a big neon
signed blinked the name JC Cole. There was another light coming from the back,
so I followed it down. Inside Cole was working over his cash registered
tape. I didn't knock, and right away he started making funny noises in
his throat. I noticed he was wearing a vest without a time, and
his sleeves were rolled up with big rubber bands. His elbows stuck out and
they were red and knotted up like a baby's face with cramps. And then
he made his opening bid, that's a little light, And I tell you
miss that A straight story. Huh, the one you told headquarters at too
many frills? Hey, wait a minute, you're the same fellow who bought
that suitcase. You got a good head friend? How goods is on robbery?
It was dark? I thought it was you, so I called the
cops and started fast. But you're fitting in the stretch. A thousand boats's
going. I figured you took your money back. That's an early mistake.
It wasn't my dough. You sound like your man, he said, a
gun in your pocket. Then that makes you talk about that suitcase. I'll
say, yes, I don't know what you mean. I said you were
taking your chance. It's a ton of bricks, a ton of gold.
Remember, I gotta make a living. You know you don't have to crowd.
I meant, what gives a sax a thousand dollars price? Tang I
don't know. I tell you, I don't know what thing. Yeah,
well we'll go into politics later. I think you're lied. It was just
another suitcase, and wh another suitcase with the sacks inside. I just tell
you I don't know a thing. Yeah, keep it up, fellow,
you'll tell me everything that way. Now, how did you know there was
a sax in that case? If you never opened it a lot and listened,
mister, let's beak friends. I got a little money, let's be
friends go on. I was just trying to get a little head. I
got a wife and a kid, a big kid. So I switched saxophones.
I took out the original sex with the region, put in an older
one. I should do the original. It was a pretty nice one,
burning So I sold it to someone, reagion all for two hundred dollars,
slowing John who's someone a relative? He's a thrown name bud but but Beck
he plays Thomas Sacks at the down Beat Club. That that original was something
special. Yeah, you should have held out for a thousand bucks on both
bands. Now, listen, fell A bunch of friends, A good friend
on my wife's side. You I'll send you a pine if you believe.
Yeah, sure, sure, I'll say that anything else huh yeah, stop
starring. You'll give that kidd of years a complex. When I opened the
door, you could tell he wanted to shake me worse than a summer cold.
I didn't like him any better, but he'd given me something solid to
work on. So I got over to the club Downbeat. It's a jazz
seller that warms over King Oliver. It's six bits of throw. Five piece
combo was writing a chorus, slow and easy, and you knew the only
notes they ever read were on IOU's or A dozen or so jazz fans huddled
around the band, and if you look real close at their faces, you
saw something that looked like pain. I asked the bartender who over Beck was,
and he pointed out the blonde kid with a face made of warm puddy
playing a black saxophone. I walked backstage to a small dressing room where the
boys grabbed their second wind with a short one. When I opened the door,
a fair underwood stapare holding your breath? Hello, Johnny, you look
angry? What away those daggers? Mmm? I will baby, I'll guess
that you killed ryser for a saxophone. Guess again, Why should I kill
anyone for a sex? Tell me why it's worth a grand and I'll answer
that one too, all right, Johnny, I'm sentimental. Say Charlie Riiser
was my boyfriend and I wanted to keep his sacks as a memory. Must
have been quite a memory. Baby. You didn't meet Charlie, but I
did meet Larry Dunlapp. He wanted the sacks too. Why, Oh,
what I know, Johnny. Maybe he was taking lessons. They weren't that
kind. He has too good a lip. Oh, I only I use
it differently. All right, Stop fuckering, sweetheart. I want some sense
now, please, Johnny. If you leave now, I'll give you double
what I owe you from the office that it's not enough. Look, baby,
cut up your bills and tell me what a murder rapp is worth it.
No haggle over it. Later, Johnny, meet me at the Ajax
Hotel, and I promise you you'll get a better figure. You're gonna add
some interest. Come here and I'll show you what I mean. I'm not
running a service. I need some answers. Come on, come on,
I want some action. Come on, you use your oars, Johnny,
You've got too big a mouth. Baby, somebody's gonna close it on you.
Show me, Johnny, all right, music stop, Johnny? Why
do you care? We're not dancing, Johnny? Please, you're you're squeezing
me too tight. That's a bad habit. Now tell me about that sax.
Listen to me, Johnny. I told you I got to see Overbeck
first. I'll tell you everything later. Yeah, after you talk over Back
out of his sacks. Huh? Yes? Is it a deal you're two
anxious to sign? I'll talked over back myself. All right, Johnny,
I'll help you get him here, quicker. Yeah, what are you gonna
do? Scream, Johnny, scream? Listen louder, baby, you'll really
need it in a minute. What's the matter? Was singing about Chester?
She couldn't catch me. He was fine to snatch my purse? Is that
true? Mister? Call a cup and fight out? Yeah? I will,
No, no, please, don't bother. Just get him out,
Just throw him out, mister Overbeck. You heard the lady. Mister,
Do I get rough? Save your strength over Beck. You'll need it later.
Claire had a nice act, if you didn't mind playing straight man too.
A vulture. She dragged herself on Overbeck's arm, and she looked as
cool as a vacation and main. As I walked out over Beck was still
showing his teeth, but it didn't matter, because you got the idea he
wasn't strong enough to fight off a sneeze. Well, there wasn't much I
could do except wait for Claire to show, but it started to drizzle,
so I figured my best bet was her hotel in the lobby, a rose
colored carpet with a touch of yellow. Jaunn's led to the desk, but
clerk told me she hadn't come in yet, but for five bucks, he
could tell I was a friend. He gave me her key. I went
upstairs. When I opened Claire's door, I knew something was wrong. A
lot of towels were thrown all over the floor, and everything was going on
from my closet, but the mothballs Claire had skipped. Before I could walk
out, Dunlap walked in. One hand was in his pocket and the other
had enough tape to wrap up a mummy, and I gone in the down.
You old enough, dune Lap, make up your own mind. I
am well's Claire, you're early? I think she's still busy getting a nagazine.
Now it'll be a long one. I'm not hanging her und on if
I was just beginning, sit down, Sit down, I guess I am
tired. And this gun makes everybody drowsy. Now what's your tie with Claire?
Nothing that's deep rooted. Are you riding a column? Yeah, the
obituary and you're gonna make the morning deadline? Yeah? Two cocky down lamp,
don't turn your back walk. Claire blew her chances. The best she
could do was this odd Yeah, you ruined my carpet when they passed your
cover out. I'll be jealous. In the meantime, you're gonna stick around
until Clap brings that black saxophone. I hope she's got some food in the
nice box. What do you mean, Well, if you're waiting for that
sax, we're gonna start to death. Player's not gonna show makes you were
prophet a guy named but over Beck. He had the sacks last, and
Claire was working him over for it. I'll work you wolver for less one
of the rest of her plans. She was warm. Maybe she left the
smoke sake. All right, you're getting too stubborn. Put away the gun
down lat you can only use one on hot thing the faces with his index
finger. Pick a spot before they don't put her up the floor. Now,
dune Lafe. We got comed Hey, what's this the wrong row?
Claire said, would be along? Well, yeah, just the three of
us? Who modo? What are you talking about? Claire told me to
come here. She told me to wait for her. Let's tell I say
you're left for another chorus. Just tell me where she left you. I
don't feel so good. She was at the down Beach club. She was
helping me put my sacks away. I just came up here to wait.
They were gonna be alone. No, I, fellow, I'm coming down
the crowd. You went madero. Now I'm leaving. Yeah, I'm going
home too. I feel sick going home. You'll never make it on your
knees. What's the matter? Oh no, I guess I gave the new
horn too big a ride tonight. I got a weak card. Your eyes
aren't too strong either. You're walking right into that closet. He told me
not to play so hard. Maybe I played too hard. Help me fall.
You look familiar. I seen you somewhere. Huh, you're fuzzy.
Yeah, all right, I feel sick. Someone must have slipped me something.
I I never like this before. Sick, real sick. U you'll
never get any sicker. Fella over Beck was dead even before he had a
chance to see if Gabriel paid his boy's scale. He hit the floor and
turned over in his back, and he figured he'd crossed the river Jordan with
a backstroke. I got a good look at him now. His face was
all twisted up like bed sheets after a nightmare run up near his hairline,
A long, thin scar ran into his scalp, and I didn't know it
killed Overbeck. But whatever it was, he didn't get two weeks notice.
I figured if homicide caught me here, i'd get my walking papers too.
Right down to the last twenty feet, I started for the door, but
Warchik opened it. Former He looked at the body of that over to me.
You on a scream with arrow if you were footing the bill Archick a
state. From now on, I'll tell me about the guy on the floor.
He's dead. Must have had parents. What's his name? But over
Beck he was a musician the downbeat club. Tell me somem on rolling more
check. Maybe he's got a diary wallet. All right, but how long
you have been here? A wallet? Sam tape. Well, it's too
bad. Your girlfriend's gonna have to get along the last week's presents. I
trail a guy named dun Laugh up in this apartment. I find you and
a dead body. Now there's a tie. Anyway you look at it,
that is what happened. I don't know, war check. I didn't see
the picture Regis tagged by for the end. Must have been a sad one.
He's poisoned. I like to look in his eyes. Get the girl
to put it there, But just give me a hint. Ober Beck was
playing cave man with Claire Undwood before he came up here. What does that
give him besides hair? Maybe a mickey? When I left, she was
warming up an argument for his saxophone. She got it. She didn't done
laugh losing man urs. He just walked out of here, and I think
she's in his list. I'm beginning to get an idea now myself. Is
it hurt? You and the Underwood girl were running some kind of a racket
for saxophone. She left you behind her front for her. You haven't seen
her warchack. She doesn't need the dunnahell, but you will when I get
through checking. So I got a few calls, and I want the lab
to work over their body, but then I'll have enough to come back and
hold you. No, you couldn't hold a lap dog with a suction,
All right, big shot, I'll go a long way to get you for
this, A long way. You got the drag, Yeah, it's gonna
slow you down a little. Archik wanted to mother the body until the corner
came, and when I left, he was squeezing himself into a chair.
He fit tighter than a boil in the crib. And you could word it
any way you like, But the big riddle was a saxophone. Claire had
it, and Dunlap wanted it, and a couple of guys died for it.
My only alibi was dune Lamb, but you might as well ask con
the hole still for Lewis. I buzzed back to the opposit, but there
was no message from father Lady. So I stared out the window for a
while, wondering how to make a cake with the dynamite charge from the phone.
Right, yeah, Hello, Johnny, this is father Lady. What'd
you find? Not? Father? It's not pleasant. Johnny dot the Morgue
a lab report on but ober Bek just came in. He died of poisoning
the bitter kind. Over Bek's hot couldn't stand all that dope. M Karna
found a used saxophone read in over Beck's pocket. It was soaked and hot,
So that's what made that saxophone so big. The grocer reads, that's
right, Johnny. Over Beck was absorbing the stuff while he played. He
probably never knew what hit him. Well, what about Ryser? How does
he figure Riser was making his pin money peddling dope to nightclubs. He's getting
his shipments from Mexico. How did Claire and Dunlap figure there were a couple
of partners who wanted to ease out Riser and go into business for themselves.
The idea must have gone to Claire's heads. She's doing a solo now and
Dunlap thinks she has the saxon or Jack feels the same way about you,
Johnny. He's out to tag you for everything. He's smarter than the man.
I don't know him that well, but it adds up in his book
because he thinks you're leaving town. Hmm. Someone's booked a passage on the
two AM playing for Mexico this morning in the name of Jay Madero. I
being jockey Father, it's either Clara Dunlap. They're both as black as sin,
maybe so, but Warchak still thinks you are the dark horse. Up
until now, it was like trying to sell a two paint or a ball
hitted eagle. But when the turn comes, everything happened in a hurry,
and you began breaking more records than a disc jockey with a hangover. If
Father Lady was right, Clara A. Dunlap had enough dreams in that sax
if wanted to start a Watz contest, and I knew if they both got
out of town, archeck could be around a tag me for the last dance.
So I got out to Millsfield and out on the fire end of the
strip of twin engine plane was warming up. Claire was standing with her back
toward me, and even from here you could see what a stiff tail wind
could do to a landing gear. When she saw me, she raised her
eyebrows and figured her temperature was even higher. Sorry, I had to borrow
your name, Johnny, it's too small for it, baby. I got
a dig ego and that gun bolsters it. Huh, that's my story.
We'll tell it to homicide. They'll take a nible one either. You were
dune laft be thrown dunlap. I got a date in Mexico's city. It's
a blind one. Baby. You're going in the wrong direction, Larry,
what are you doing here? I want them reads? Baby, you'll be
telling pencils when I'm through with you. I leave the side too, Baby,
I'll be lonely. You won't need that kind of music where you're going,
Larry, you're the ones that talk. Baby. I trusted you.
We were going to do this together. I trusted you. We all make
mistakes. You got the short end. I'll stretch it a little. You
got another chance. Let's team up again. Sorry, Larry, I'm crowding
you out. You only think so get out of my way. I gotta
make the plane, make a grave first. I want that stuff. I
won't miss again. Stay away, Larry, what time? Yeah? You
miss again? The gun? No? I'm so hold on bull him all
all right? Baby, you run out of chances. It's my turned off.
No, Please, what's the gun? Away you? I'll split it
with you now. You win on a flowery You win, just to show
you why you're great. You're true. Guy got the gun. What are
the odds am I getting away in that plane? Seventy thirty? Maybe thanks
are too tough with fifty to fifty, Come on out right downtown with you.
Well, Dunlap told the whole story don at headquarters. It seems that
Riser, Claire and he were buying dope from Mexico and peddling it here in
the form of soaked up reeds. Riser was contact man in Mexico, but
the only way they knew him down there was by his black saxophone. Claire
and Dunlamp decided to narrow the profits down to two by shooting Riser and taking
over. Claire used the gun, and well that started it there, thinking
that she could do even better with a single act. She needed that black
sax phone. Riser got wind of it and hid the sacks with the reeds
in the basement his land lady founded after he was tumbled and sold it to
that auction house, and Claire had me by it and followed me back to
the office where she tried to peg down Dunlamp the sack. She took turned
out to be a phony because the auctioneer had already sold the black one to
butt Overback. The track was switched to him, and soon enough Overbek didn't
know the reads were loaded. After an all night jam section, he folded
up with a heart attack. Well Warchick asked only one question, wasn't it
tough luck for an innocent guy like Overbank? I don't know. At least
there was one time he played right out of this World. Johnny Madero Peer
twenty three, starring Jack Webbers. Johnny Madero has been presented by the Mutual
Network. Johnny Madero is written by Herb Margolus and lou Moreheim. Gil Gordon
played Father Light Lady and Bill Conrad played Inspector Warcheck of Homicide. Others in
the cast were Helene Burke, Bob Holden, Herb Butterfield, Irvan Lee,
and Herb Rolinson. Original music was composed and conducted by Harry Zimmerman, and
the entire production was directed by Natt. We invite you to listen again next
week over most of these stations when Mutual presents another adventure in the life of
Johnny Madero. Here twenty three Tony Lofrano speaking, this program came to you,
Honeywood, this is the new world broadcasting system. The scene with Warcheck
welcome back. And by the way, the scene with Warcheck absolutely had me
and had me in stitches. The dialogue there did which I don't know if
it's entirely a good thing, but I enjoyed it. And this episode was
actually a little better than I remembered it. It may be that this one's
a pretty good quality audio too. I love the show, but I could
kind of see that it was a little bit it was a little bit unbalanced,
and I think if there was a lesson that Jack Webbing may have taken
from Johnny Madero which lasted just about which lasted just only twenty weeks. I
think it was the importance of chemistry. Gail Gordon did better in this episode,
but he still know still didn't pull off the Tutor Owen's jock O Madigan
role, or it came closer this episode. I think that that's one thing
about web because as a young actor, it was obvious that mutual believe that
web himself was basically golden and was going to be able to carry the show.
I think where the chemistry wasn't as strong. That really calls things to
not quite work out how they had been planning, and that's one of the
reasons why over on the Old Time Dragnet Show. We're in the midst of
an almost ten month search for a replacement for Barton Yarborough on the Dragnet episodes,
and I think part of the reason he took that time is web did
have an appreciation for the importance of chemistry, of getting all the parts to
work together, and that there really wasn't a one man show that he could
carry by himself, and maybe Johnny Madarra was part of a learning process that
may have helped the young actor in the long run. Email here from Jeffrey,
who runs I enjoy the program and a half for years, though I
find Jack Webb's in kensedy and anti social behavior events much would like to hear
the other actor who performed this, Pat Novack. I've heard him before and
liked him a great deal. We likeks for the email, Jeffrey, I
have to say I've heard the other actor, Owes Ben Morris. I've heard
his performance, and I didn't I didn't really quite care for him. Now
I have to admit I was comparing it to the UH to the Pat to
the Pat Novack done by Jack webb I, and I think what happened.
What happened there is you had not only Webbly, but you had the Writerly
Richard Breen, and so this radio station they thought they could just you know,
have a new writer, have a new star, and carry on like
it had had before him. And it didn't seem to work to me.
But I can take a listen to it. Maybe I get a little bit
away from the Jack Web version of Pat Novak and can evaluate this kind of
on its own merits. I'm kind of ready to move away from the San
Francisco Bay for a while. That's why next week we're gonna start on Jeff
Reagan. But I'll take a listen after I've been away from the web version
of Pat Novak and see maybe I changed my mind. Thanks for the email.
We also got a great love the show comment off of podcast selling.
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