Speaker 1: You are groping down a dark alleyway in the French
Speaker 1: Quarter of New Orleans, driven by terror, hounded by the
Speaker 1: curse of the Populoi, a curse from which there is
Speaker 1: no escape.
Speaker 2: Escape produced and directed by William N. Robson and carefully
Speaker 2: contrived to free you from the four walls of today.
Speaker 2: For a half hour of high adventure.
Speaker 1: Tonight, we escape into two worlds, one of modern jazz,
Speaker 1: the other of primitive voodoo, and to a doomed man
Speaker 1: who brought them together. As William Irish imagined it in
Speaker 1: his Eerie story, Papa Benjamin.
Speaker 3: All his Police Department Fourth Precinct, Sergeant Tolliver speak, yeah, yeah,
Speaker 3: well pick him up on a drunk seventy two three? Right, yes, sir?
Speaker 3: What can I do for you?
Speaker 4: Are you in charge here?
Speaker 5: Yeah? Hey?
Speaker 3: Aren't you ready? Block the bandleader? That's right, hey, Joel,
Speaker 3: look us here, Eddy Block.
Speaker 6: Well, I never thought we'd get a visit from celebrity
Speaker 6: like you, mister Block, and at four o'clock in the morning,
Speaker 6: I suppose though, this is just a shock of the
Speaker 6: evening for a big shot orchestra leader.
Speaker 3: What can we do for you, mister Block?
Speaker 4: I just killed him man, Yeah, you're kidding. I'll tell you.
Speaker 4: I've just killed him.
Speaker 3: Man, I guess you've been working too hard, mister Block,
Speaker 3: imagining things.
Speaker 4: Here, here's the gun, look at it.
Speaker 5: And I sit down. Mister Block.
Speaker 3: Better have a drink of water.
Speaker 5: You'll feel better.
Speaker 4: Oh no, I'm all right.
Speaker 5: Yeah, this gun' have been news to or right. Smell m.
Speaker 3: Was it an accident, mister Block?
Speaker 4: No?
Speaker 5: Who'd you use it on? Who was it?
Speaker 4: I don't know his name. They call him Papa Benjamin.
Speaker 5: Sounds like white man.
Speaker 4: No he was a negro.
Speaker 3: Oh well now here in the Orleans.
Speaker 4: Oh no, no, no, it was nothing like that.
Speaker 5: Well what was he doing to you? He was killing me,
Speaker 5: killing it?
Speaker 4: But how look at me? I used to weigh two
Speaker 4: hundred pounds, him down to one hundred and two.
Speaker 3: How how was he killing you?
Speaker 4: But you'll believe in anything you can't see, can't here,
Speaker 4: can't touch. Well, I've been to the biggest doctors in
Speaker 4: the world. Hey, don't believe me. How can I expect
Speaker 4: you to simply sam cracked and let it go at that?
Speaker 4: I don't want to spend the rest of my life
Speaker 4: and on the site.
Speaker 1: Ill.
Speaker 3: Look, mister Block, you say He was a Negro named
Speaker 3: Papa Bench.
Speaker 4: Yeah. He was an all old man, eighty maybe ninety,
Speaker 4: skin and bones. He could hardly walk, and I shot him.
Speaker 3: You're sure you're sure you're killed him?
Speaker 4: Yeah, of course?
Speaker 5: Or where?
Speaker 4: I don't know exactly. A little back alley in the
Speaker 4: here curry here, Congo square. Supposing you take us there?
Speaker 4: Can you do that?
Speaker 3: Then maybe we'll find out this is just a bad dream.
Speaker 4: This is the alley to the right between the buildings.
Speaker 5: All right, let's go.
Speaker 3: You pack serge and catch cold without it.
Speaker 7: Don't go back there?
Speaker 5: Why are you? Oh cops, O nice neighborhood, this is it.
Speaker 4: You're not going up the stairs? Come on, no, nom
Speaker 4: te'll make me go up there? Can please?
Speaker 5: Better comes to Block. You're showing us, Hey, flesh of lights.
Speaker 3: Somebody here on the stairs.
Speaker 5: He won't bother us. Step over him and let's go.
Speaker 6: This ain't the most pleasant neighborhood of calling him?
Speaker 5: Release it?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 3: He not doing Come on.
Speaker 5: Better, call a commissioner. Mister Block wasn't kidding. This man stayed.
Speaker 3: But why why?
Speaker 4: Because he was killing me? Commissioner.
Speaker 3: It was self defensive.
Speaker 4: He never came near me once I was the one
Speaker 4: who went to him. I offered him three thousand, ten
Speaker 4: thousand any amount, and he refused. Finally I offered him
Speaker 4: my gun and asked him to shoot me, whether to
Speaker 4: get it over with quickly, not to drag it out
Speaker 4: any longer.
Speaker 3: Then when he said no, you shot him.
Speaker 4: Yeah, so you can lock me up.
Speaker 8: Now, mister Block, do you think we wanna hang a
Speaker 8: murder rap on you one of the most popular celebrities
Speaker 8: in the United States.
Speaker 3: Use your head now. I'm trying to find an out
Speaker 3: for you.
Speaker 4: He was killing me.
Speaker 8: Look, an eighty year old colored man who's so feeble
Speaker 8: he can't even go upstairs by himself, who has to
Speaker 8: have his food pull it up to him and a
Speaker 8: basket is killing who? A stumblebum his own age? No,
Speaker 8: mister Eddie Block, the top bandleader of America can name
Speaker 8: his own price anyway, who has about everything a man
Speaker 8: can want? Tell me just one thing, mister Block, how
Speaker 8: was he killing you?
Speaker 4: My thinking thought waves of death had reached me through
Speaker 4: the air. Now, mister Block, you want to hush the
Speaker 4: whole thing up, don't you.
Speaker 8: No, No, mister Block, but I'm going to get the
Speaker 8: whole story, so you might as well.
Speaker 5: Start telling me from the beginning. All right.
Speaker 4: Began one night about two years ago. We were playing
Speaker 4: at Maximus on Charles Street. We were just another band,
Speaker 4: small Dixie Land outfit. Then Eddie blocking his chips, Judy Jarvis,
Speaker 4: my wife did the vocals, but we weren't setting the
Speaker 4: world on fire. Business was so bad. I knew what
Speaker 4: to expect when I got a call from the manager
Speaker 4: one night after closing time.
Speaker 9: Of it.
Speaker 1: Oh, hi, Erdie, I thought we'd better have a little talk.
Speaker 4: It's that bad.
Speaker 3: We took in forty five hundred this week.
Speaker 4: I see. And you can cancel my contract anytime it
Speaker 4: falls under five thousand. I get it.
Speaker 1: Eddie can get the same liquor and sandwiches anywhere, but
Speaker 1: they'll go where the band has something. Tonight there were
Speaker 1: more waiters in the place than customers. Judy didn't even
Speaker 1: get a hand. It's not her fine, No, it's not
Speaker 1: her fault. She's okay. But well, I'm asking you what's wrong?
Speaker 4: Oh, I don't know. I'm getting the latest arrangement sent
Speaker 4: to me from New York. We sweat our heads bald rehearsing.
Speaker 1: This is New Orleans, practically the cradle of jash you
Speaker 1: got to give them something new.
Speaker 4: I know, I know, I know.
Speaker 1: When do I leave, well, finish the week up, see
Speaker 1: if you can do something about it by Monday. If not,
Speaker 1: I'll have to wear Saint Louis to get Krueger's band.
Speaker 5: I'm sorry, Edie.
Speaker 4: Oh, that's okay, you're not running a charity bazaar. But
Speaker 4: I didn't feel so cocky about it. It looked like
Speaker 4: we were on the skids. The band just didn't seem
Speaker 4: to have it, and I wasn't good enough to figure
Speaker 4: out why and pull them out of it. I was
Speaker 4: feeling pretty low, and I went back to the deserted
Speaker 4: bandstand to pick up some music. The place was dark
Speaker 4: and empty except for a couple of scrub women cleaning up.
Speaker 4: A dark nightclub can be an eerie place sometimes. I
Speaker 4: got that feeling just before I saw it. Saw it.
Speaker 4: Lying on the floor between the stands was a severed
Speaker 4: chicken claw with a red ribbon tied around it. I
Speaker 4: almost laughed, how did that thing get there? Then I
Speaker 4: picked it up and tossed it out of the floor
Speaker 4: where the scrub women were cleaning up. I certainly wasn't
Speaker 4: expecting the reaction I got. They took one look, turned
Speaker 4: and ran out. I just recovered from that surprise and
Speaker 4: was bending down to pick up some music that had
Speaker 4: slipped to the floor when I heard someone come in.
Speaker 4: I guess I was pretty well hidden from view anyway,
Speaker 4: he didn't see me. It was Johnny Stats, my drummer,
Speaker 4: and he was acting funny, looking intently at the floor,
Speaker 4: searching for something. Suddenly he spotted this chicken claw on
Speaker 4: the floor and grabbed it up with a terrific soun
Speaker 4: I have relief, stuffed it into his pocket and walked out.
Speaker 4: What I did then, I did on a strange impulse,
Speaker 4: and it changed the whole course of my life. I
Speaker 4: followed Johnny Stats. I suppose I just meant to catch
Speaker 4: up with him and have a cup of coffee with
Speaker 4: him somewhere and ask about the chicken claw. But as
Speaker 4: I followed him farther and farther down into the view
Speaker 4: carrie down to Congo's Square, it was a growing curiosity
Speaker 4: that kept me on his trail. When he turned into
Speaker 4: that dark alleyway, I stopped and debated. I felt like
Speaker 4: an eavesdropper, and yet something drew me on and I
Speaker 4: walked up that dark alley I passed that one lighted window,
Speaker 4: but I went on, threw a sort of tunnel into
Speaker 4: another alleyway, and then I stopped. Ahead of me, Johnny
Speaker 4: Stad stood before a dark, dismal looking old wreck of
Speaker 4: a building. Suddenly he whistled quietly. A gigantic man appeared
Speaker 4: out of the shadows. Johnny handed in the chicken claw
Speaker 4: and was motioned into the building. And then I heard
Speaker 4: sounds coming from the upstairs of that building. A throbbing drum,
Speaker 4: a wailing, an unearthly sound, and yet wonderful, an exotic,
Speaker 4: fascinating rhybon. This was music, something new, something sensational, something
Speaker 4: that would set New Orleans on its ear and put
Speaker 4: Eddie Block in a big time. I had to get
Speaker 4: in there and hear it. I was mighty busy for
Speaker 4: the next five minutes. I ran back down the alley,
Speaker 4: overturning five or six garbage cans before I found what
Speaker 4: I needed. Then back to that lighted window in the
Speaker 4: alley and a five spot in exchange for a red ribbon.
Speaker 4: Then I was back at the dark building, walking up
Speaker 4: to that menacing shadow.
Speaker 5: Right up, let me see your face.
Speaker 4: Okay, okay, easy with that knife. My ribs are tender.
Speaker 5: Your face never been here before.
Speaker 4: My friend Johnny starts up there.
Speaker 5: He'll tell you, mister Johnny, your friend you guess would come.
Speaker 4: This, uh, this chicken claw told me to.
Speaker 5: Come, Benjamin, send you there.
Speaker 4: Certainly you'll make me late, Papa. Benjamin won't like.
Speaker 5: That, all right, go along here first, singing no one
Speaker 5: on the wall, and.
Speaker 4: I groped up the stairs, half expecting to feel his
Speaker 4: knife in my back. When I got to the top, safely, cautiously,
Speaker 4: I opened the door and.
Speaker 10: Stuck contoon, cartoon, dumb carto.
Speaker 4: The room was full of people, and they were in
Speaker 4: such a state of frenzy I wasn't even noticed. I
Speaker 4: slipped into a corner and slid down by the walls,
Speaker 4: sitting on the floor. It was a sight I'll never forget. Wild, fantastical, hideous, revolting.
Speaker 4: Fascinating in the center of the room was an incredibly
Speaker 4: old man, naked to the waist, wearing a hideous mask
Speaker 4: and holding a live chicken. There were wild gestures, weird incantations,
Speaker 4: frantic dancing, shouting, rolling of eyes, and there was blood,
Speaker 4: and always there was the chant. Nobody noticed me. After
Speaker 4: a moment, I took a piece of copy paper out
Speaker 4: of my pocket and began putting down the notes. It
Speaker 4: was wonderful, fantastic and wonderful. And ten minutes I had it,
Speaker 4: and I'd seen enough enough for a lifetime of nightmares.
Speaker 4: I began to feel sick. I wanted to get out.
Speaker 4: I started to stand up. Suddenly the room wait, dead
Speaker 4: stranger is here. He's Bonny. I'm stretched out straight from
Speaker 4: the shoulder, pointing at me like a narrow and there.
Speaker 5: Was blood on it. What you do here, hi, I
Speaker 5: know this man? Let me find that.
Speaker 4: No one moved. There was no sound in the room
Speaker 4: as Johnny Stats came over and squatted beside me. You're
Speaker 4: in terrible trouble, Eddie. I don't know if I can
Speaker 4: get you out of it.
Speaker 5: What is the Stats?
Speaker 4: What are you doing here? There's no time to talk now.
Speaker 4: You've got to do something quicker.
Speaker 3: You'll be a dead man.
Speaker 4: Why I'm in the very heart of New Orleans. They
Speaker 4: wouldn't dare listen. You've seen enough tonight to know better, Eddie.
Speaker 4: Is only one way what joy become one of us.
Speaker 4: It's the only way, Eddie. I can't save you.
Speaker 5: You had better hurry up.
Speaker 4: Because unless you do, you'll never get out of here alive.
Speaker 5: You know what this is, don't you. This is voodoo?
Speaker 4: Okay, sure, I'll joy why a minute.
Speaker 5: There's a lot more to it than you think.
Speaker 4: Unless you're serious it, it'd be better to get cut
Speaker 4: to pieces right now, all right, don't worry, I'm serious,
Speaker 4: all right, hoppoloy.
Speaker 3: His spirit wishes to join our spirits.
Speaker 4: The old man burns some feathers while the others watched silently,
Speaker 4: and he nodded.
Speaker 5: Came out all right, he reads him. The spirits are willing.
Speaker 4: There were other things, ritual ceremonies, another sacrifice. Then as
Speaker 4: the chatting started again, they brought me the sacrificial bowl.
Speaker 4: I didn't have to be told what was in it.
Speaker 4: I started to draw back. Drake, Eddy, Drake, or I'll
Speaker 4: kill you on the spot. Late next morning, the band
Speaker 4: assembled at Maxims for a rehearsal. When Johnny Stats got there,
Speaker 4: he found another drummer sitting in his place. Naturally, he
Speaker 4: came to me, what's all this about, Eddie? I don't
Speaker 4: want any voodoo lever and my band, that's all Stats.
Speaker 4: Here's a check for two weeks selling, So.
Speaker 6: You're crossing them, maya boy, I would want to be
Speaker 6: in your shoes for all the golden port knocks.
Speaker 4: If you mean that a bad dream last night, I
Speaker 4: haven't told anybody, and I won't. I'd be laughed at.
Speaker 4: I'm only remembering what I can use of it. The
Speaker 4: jungle is just trees to me, the congo A river,
Speaker 4: and the nighttime is just a time for electric lights.
Speaker 4: But this new number you're going to rehearse this morning,
Speaker 4: I said I'd remember what I can use listinity.
Speaker 5: That chat is sacred, its secret, it was secret. Don't
Speaker 5: do it.
Speaker 4: Look, here's a couple of scenoes. Hand them these. I
Speaker 4: out to pay up my dues from now to doomsday,
Speaker 4: and I don't want to receipt. And if they tried
Speaker 4: putting poison to my orange juice, they'll end up in
Speaker 4: a chain.
Speaker 5: It's not that easy.
Speaker 4: Yet you're one of us.
Speaker 3: Oh, get out, okay, goodbye dead.
Speaker 4: Man Graham, the manager of the club, changed his mind
Speaker 4: about canceling our contract when he heard us rehearse the chat. Instead,
Speaker 4: he spent five g's in publicity, and Saturday night was
Speaker 4: set for the big Unfailing. It seemed like all New
Speaker 4: Orleans tried to jam at the Maxims came to hear
Speaker 4: the Voodoo Chat, the real thing. Just before we were
Speaker 4: ready to hit it, Judy came up to me, Erry, listen,
Speaker 4: let's not do it. What do you mean, baby, not
Speaker 4: do it? This is it. This is our ticket to
Speaker 4: the big time.
Speaker 7: It will be a some safety, I know, but I
Speaker 7: got a funny feeling. And look I found this under
Speaker 7: you addressing room door. It just now it sounds like
Speaker 7: a warning. Somebody doesn't want you to play that number.
Speaker 5: Let me see.
Speaker 4: You can summon the spirits, but can you dismiss them again? Think? Well,
Speaker 4: forget it. Baby Stats is trying to scare me because
Speaker 4: I fired him. Ladies and gentlemen, come on, honey, let's
Speaker 4: go there, will you.
Speaker 9: Takes great pleasure in bringing you a historic moment and
Speaker 9: musical estuary you're about to hear for the first time anywhere,
Speaker 9: the Voodoo Chat, the age old ceremonial rhythm no one
Speaker 9: but the initiated has ever heard before.
Speaker 5: This is the real thing.
Speaker 9: Accurate transcription, not a note has been changed. So, ladies
Speaker 9: and gentlemen, Eddie Block and his Chips present for the
Speaker 9: first time anywhere, a voodoo chant.
Speaker 4: I'm safe I've been pricing for it. I screamed for more.
Speaker 4: But we were playing at paper once a night. I
Speaker 4: had packed him in. After it was over, I went
Speaker 4: back to our dressing room. Judy got there before me.
Speaker 4: She was reading a newspaper. Somebody had brought him. Baby.
Speaker 4: You were wonderful, and we wowed him. We're in the money.
Speaker 4: Oh boy, am I tired. I feel more tired than
Speaker 4: I've ever felt in my life. Nervous train, I guess,
Speaker 4: h let down?
Speaker 7: Look here in the paper.
Speaker 4: Who cares about the paper money?
Speaker 7: It's Johnny's dead? Huh he's dead. He drown himself, and
Speaker 7: like train this afternoon.
Speaker 4: This afternoon. Then that note it wasn't Johnny.
Speaker 7: Oh look at it. You can't blame yourself.
Speaker 4: Oh no, no, no, no, no, of course not. But
Speaker 4: I think I know who to blame. What do you mean, nothing, nothing, Eddie.
Speaker 7: Wouldn't you lie down and rest for a few minutes?
Speaker 7: You look worn out?
Speaker 4: I am, I I feel dead.
Speaker 7: Here. Let me take off your coat.
Speaker 4: I'll be careful. I don't know. Funny thing. Well, I
Speaker 4: was waving the baton on the chat. I felt something
Speaker 4: of sharp pain there in my back, like a pin
Speaker 4: of something stuck in me.
Speaker 7: I don't feel anything there now. Maybe it'd slipped down.
Speaker 7: I don't know, couldn't have been much there. Now, you
Speaker 7: just lie down, you'll feel better at a few minutes.
Speaker 7: You've been working too hard. You should relax now, maybe
Speaker 7: take a few days off. Hey, Annie, look here, where
Speaker 7: did this come from? It's a little doll that was
Speaker 7: lying on the dressing table. Why Annie, it looks just
Speaker 7: like you.
Speaker 5: Let me see.
Speaker 7: That's funny. Look there in the bag. There's a little
Speaker 7: pin sticking in the bag.
Speaker 4: Yes, that's right where I felt the pain that started it.
Speaker 4: The next day, I had a back ache. Later there
Speaker 4: was a numbness that spread to my shoulders, arms, legs.
Speaker 4: I felt tired all the time, listless dead. I began
Speaker 4: to lose weight. I couldn't get Johnny's stats out of
Speaker 4: my mind. He'd introduced me to them, vouched for me,
Speaker 4: and he'd committed suicide. He knew he hadn't waited. I
Speaker 4: decided to get out of New Orleans. I went to
Speaker 4: New York playing the chant. Of course I had to.
Speaker 4: It was my biggest asset now. But nothing changed. I
Speaker 4: was losing weight from a husky two hundred down to
Speaker 4: one hundred and sixty. I couldn't sleep. Maybe if I
Speaker 4: put a notion between I took an offer in London,
Speaker 4: toward the continent away a year. I was an international hit,
Speaker 4: now the biggest attraction in music, but I was down
Speaker 4: to one hundred and ten, dying on my feet. The
Speaker 4: doctors couldn't figure it out. Reynolds in London.
Speaker 6: Told me, you're as normal, mister Block, as anyone I
Speaker 6: ever examined. You're so well balanced that you haven't even
Speaker 6: got that extra little touch of imagination most actors and
Speaker 6: musicians have.
Speaker 4: I guess that's true, doctor, I'm just mediocre, And yet
Speaker 4: you might say my success is killing me.
Speaker 7: And so.
Speaker 4: After two years, I finally realized there was no use.
Speaker 4: I came back back to New Orleans and back to
Speaker 4: the dark alleyway down near Congo Square. I could just
Speaker 4: barely drag myself along, but I had to see Papa Benjamin.
Speaker 4: I slowly climbed the stage up to that lowesome door
Speaker 4: and I went in.
Speaker 5: There he was.
Speaker 4: Papa Benjamin, staring at me from the bed as if
Speaker 4: he'd been expecting me, And then he started, at last,
Speaker 4: take that churse off me, give me my life I'll
Speaker 4: do anything. Anything you say.
Speaker 11: Been there cannot be undone. You think spirits of earth?
Speaker 11: By what you what forgiveness means in.
Speaker 4: A sat for me? Then you brought it about. Here's money.
Speaker 4: I'll give you twice as much. All I learned, all
Speaker 4: I have a hope to arn.
Speaker 11: You have fouled you by a death has been on
Speaker 11: you from that night. All over the world in the
Speaker 11: air above you have mock spirit with the chance that
Speaker 11: summons him.
Speaker 4: And please, please, here's a gun. Kill me now and
Speaker 4: be done that. I can't stand anymore. All you have
Speaker 4: to do is shoot. I'll write a note, sign it
Speaker 4: that I did it myself.
Speaker 5: It will come what different?
Speaker 7: Slow? Oh slow, no, no, no, I.
Speaker 5: Can't stand that. I won't. I won't.
Speaker 4: Maybe if I kill you, maybe then the spello will
Speaker 4: be broken. Yeah, that's what I'll kill you know, And
Speaker 4: that's all, Commissioner, and I came here the police station.
Speaker 4: You know the rest?
Speaker 5: Well, all right, mister Blogg.
Speaker 4: Don't believe me, do you? Yes?
Speaker 5: I believe you.
Speaker 8: Not about the curse. Of course, that was your own mind.
Speaker 8: They planted the suggestion in your mind. You did the rest.
Speaker 8: But it's plain that you killed in self defense. Crazy
Speaker 8: kind of self defense. But I think we can manage it.
Speaker 8: We'll try.
Speaker 4: The commissioner managed it all right. How is almost a
Speaker 4: story in itself. How a detective with a molarge false
Speaker 4: face posed as Papa Benjamin and called a voodoo clan
Speaker 4: together and into a trap. How they collected the evidence
Speaker 4: that proved my story, and how they sent most of
Speaker 4: that voodoo bunch to jail. My name wasn't even connected
Speaker 4: with the king. So now I'm free. I'm living again.
Speaker 4: I've gained weight, The tiredness and the numbness is gone.
Speaker 4: I took a nice vacation. I went to Bermuda, relaxed
Speaker 4: and had fun. Now I'm back in New Orleans at Maxims,
Speaker 4: and the whole thing is forgotten. We're opening tonight and
Speaker 4: the place is packed. Everybody's coming to hear the chant,
Speaker 4: Eddie Block and the chant. We're on our way now.
Speaker 4: Nothing can tough us.
Speaker 5: And now, ladies and.
Speaker 9: Gentlemen, we welcome back on his triumphal return, Eddie Block
Speaker 9: and his chips playing for you, the one and only
Speaker 9: Hoodo Chat.
Speaker 5: Look at him, Judy, they're reading it up. Yeah, that's
Speaker 5: the matter.
Speaker 7: I was hoping I'd never hear this thing again.
Speaker 5: What do you mean it's your trademark? Your wasn't Eddie.
Speaker 7: I tried to persuade him not to do it, and
Speaker 7: he wouldn't listen.
Speaker 3: Why you want imagining all that voodoos?
Speaker 4: I don't know.
Speaker 7: It was all in his mind and it nearly killed him.
Speaker 7: I don't think you can put it out of your
Speaker 7: mind if it gets so lazy when ed he plays
Speaker 7: it again. Wait, wait a minute, look at Eddie. There's
Speaker 7: something wrong, but he.
Speaker 1: He's staggering, Eddie, Eddie, shooty, I'll wait, Okay, let me
Speaker 1: pick him up.
Speaker 5: He's probably just fainted from this.
Speaker 10: No, leave him alone.
Speaker 3: He's dead.
Speaker 7: I guess Papa Benjamin won after all.
Speaker 2: Escape is produced and directed by William N. Robson and
Speaker 2: Tonight Brought You Papa Benjamin by William Irish, adapted for
Speaker 2: radio by John Duncle, with Frank Lovejoy as Eddie Block,
Speaker 2: Louis van Rutten as Papa Benjamin, Harry Bartel as the
Speaker 2: police commissioner, and John Banks as Judy. Music was conceived
Speaker 2: and conducted by cy Fure.
Speaker 1: Next Week, you were speeding through the night on the
Speaker 1: Eastern Bull Express. You're alone and unarmed. And suddenly you
Speaker 1: realize that your life is endangered, that somewhere on the
Speaker 1: train are deadly killers from whom you must escape.
Speaker 2: Next week we escape with Harold Lamb's exciting adventure story
Speaker 2: Three Good Witnesses. Good Night, then until the same time
Speaker 2: next week, when again we offer you escape. It's the CBS,
Speaker 2: the Columbia Broadcasting System.