Speaker 1: You were trapped in the native quarter of Mozambique, two
Speaker 1: dead men, ature feet, the police closing in on you,
Speaker 1: and besides you a sultry girl who offers you 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 escaped to Portuguese East Africa, to the fetid
Speaker 1: alleys and dangerous rooftops of Mozambique. In the highly incredible
Speaker 1: yet somehow thoroughly plowed adventure by first of all Gibbon
Speaker 1: entitled the Second Class Passenger.
Speaker 3: That's me Ronald A. Dawson's second class passenger. Oh I
Speaker 3: could have afforded first class by pinching a little here
Speaker 3: and there, But nobody back at Rawson's department store in
Speaker 3: Cedar Rapids will ever know. The important thing is they're saying,
Speaker 3: Ronald Dawson in Drapery is taking a cruise around the world.
Speaker 3: And then there's really very little difference in the accommodations,
Speaker 3: and the second class passengers are every bit as interesting
Speaker 3: as the first class crowd. Take Miss Patterson, for instance,
Speaker 3: You'd look far to find a more charming, likable altogether,
Speaker 3: a desirable young lady, just the life of the party.
Speaker 3: We've gotten to be quite good friends by the time
Speaker 3: our crews put in at Mozambique. Although the competition was
Speaker 3: always stiff, I can tell you there were times I
Speaker 3: wish those other two Jones and Twitchell had missed the
Speaker 3: boat somewhere along the line.
Speaker 1: Well, we're still a good couple of hours before we say,
Speaker 1: oh about a ride one of these native carriages, Miss Patterson.
Speaker 4: Oh dear, do you think they'd be clean personally? I don't,
Speaker 4: although I don't know as I should care too much.
Speaker 4: Now that Woozo made me so woozy, great.
Speaker 1: Stuff, So it would take a Greek to think up
Speaker 1: a drink like that.
Speaker 5: Oh you drinking.
Speaker 6: Making Gentlemen like to buy pictures, no very interesting pictures.
Speaker 3: Take a look, Oh no, go away?
Speaker 1: You know we might do the fort, though the guide
Speaker 1: book says it's the main point of interest. Now let's
Speaker 1: see built by the Portuguese and sixteen hundred.
Speaker 4: Do you never mind the statistics? I dare say the
Speaker 4: fort would be as dreary as the rest of the place.
Speaker 2: Oh, yes, bozam Beak's not at all like what you
Speaker 2: would imagine bozam Beak to be.
Speaker 1: Lying, that's a one horse down all right, main street
Speaker 1: in a couple of valleys, and.
Speaker 4: It's so dirty, you know, you think they do something
Speaker 4: about it in this day and age.
Speaker 7: No field point look called fine work. Him belonged to
Speaker 7: Big Tanguan.
Speaker 5: You a chief?
Speaker 7: I said, no, maybe someday, wanna need fine job knife?
Speaker 3: No, now get out, what did I need a knife
Speaker 3: for it?
Speaker 1: To protect yourself from the savage natives?
Speaker 8: Oh?
Speaker 4: Man, all you'd have to do is call a policeman.
Speaker 4: He isn't doing anything else. You see him. Look at
Speaker 4: him out in the center of the street, directing traffic
Speaker 4: like he was at the corner of State and Madison.
Speaker 2: And the traffic consists of two donkeys and an ox car.
Speaker 3: It will be a relief to get back on board
Speaker 3: ship and have a nice hot bath.
Speaker 1: Yes, and real American food instead of that greasy fried
Speaker 1: octopus we had for lunch at that Greek place.
Speaker 4: Oh my, weren't they off.
Speaker 2: That's part of the broadening experience of travel.
Speaker 4: Yes, yes, I suppose so. Like that cute idol that
Speaker 4: I bought. I can't wait to show that the girls
Speaker 4: at the bank you know. Oh you're miss Dawson.
Speaker 3: Yes, Patterson, where's my idol? Why? I thought Jones had
Speaker 3: twitch or not me?
Speaker 1: Old man?
Speaker 2: You insisted on carrying it for miss Patterson, don't you remember?
Speaker 3: Oh, dear, I must have left it back at the
Speaker 3: Greek restaurant. I'm so sorry.
Speaker 4: Oh I did so want that idol. Don't you think
Speaker 4: you could go back for it, mister Dawson.
Speaker 3: Whoa, Yes, of course, But I wonder if i'll have
Speaker 3: time before the boat.
Speaker 4: Say, I'm sure you will if you heard it, certainly.
Speaker 3: Oh man, you've got more than an hour yet you're sure?
Speaker 4: Oh?
Speaker 1: Yes, Steward told me.
Speaker 3: Then I'll go at once.
Speaker 4: Oh that's kind of you, my dear, mister Dawson. Now
Speaker 4: mind you don't miss the boat.
Speaker 3: Well, I'll try not to. Why chances are i'll catch
Speaker 3: up with you before you've reached the landing stone mine.
Speaker 4: We'll wait for you till the very last.
Speaker 3: I could have throttled that super sillious Jones insisting I
Speaker 3: had time. I knew there was time, but I had
Speaker 3: no desire to run off after a heavy bronze curio
Speaker 3: and leave Jones and Twitchell alone withiness Patterson. She was
Speaker 3: too nice a person. And oh they were such dreadful boores. Yes,
Speaker 3: and I suspected them of being phonies too, But there
Speaker 3: was no helping it now, so I made my way
Speaker 3: back up the main street toward Lazarus Restaurant, where we'd
Speaker 3: had our indigestible Greek lunch. Somehow, this main street of
Speaker 3: Mozambique looked different now, in the quick African twilight. The
Speaker 3: little saloons in the sidewalks were filling with men of
Speaker 3: every nationality and color. Many of them wore knives thrust
Speaker 3: through the belts of their thin white suits, knives that
Speaker 3: looked as sharp as the glances they threw at me.
Speaker 3: I must confess I felt a little strange and unwonted. Then,
Speaker 3: lounging towards me in the crowd, I saw a large
Speaker 3: woman clad in a sort of burnoose, but her brown
Speaker 3: face unveiled. She had very wide lips and they were
Speaker 3: painted scarlet, and from the corner of her mouth she
Speaker 3: dangled a cigarette. Her eyes were heavily mascarried, and when
Speaker 3: she looked down at me, terror seized me. I was
Speaker 3: afraid she would speak to me. I didn't know what
Speaker 3: I should do or say, but she didn't. Instead, she laughed,
Speaker 3: and the way the lawyer was responded, I was convinced
Speaker 3: that they were laughing with her at me, I must say.
Speaker 3: I was relieved to reach the entrance of Lazarus restaurant.
Speaker 3: Good evening, sir, little dinner for the gentleman. No, no,
Speaker 3: thank you. As a matter of fact, I just lunched
Speaker 3: here today. Very good, excellent mail, Thank you, sir. I
Speaker 3: left a curio here, probably under the table. Have you
Speaker 3: found it? A curio? Yes, some sort of a brass god.
Speaker 3: It was wrapped in newspaper. Oh yes, so we got
Speaker 3: him right here. Oh that's good. That's fine. I'm in
Speaker 3: a hurry to get back to the boat. Yes, you
Speaker 3: better hurry pretty soon.
Speaker 1: She rained, rain.
Speaker 3: Why there's not a cloud in.
Speaker 1: The sky every night she rain in Mozambique.
Speaker 3: Well you ought to know, but I still doted. Oh
Speaker 3: here by yourself as a guy.
Speaker 5: Thank you, sir, Thank you.
Speaker 3: Very quick before she rained, don't worry about me. I'm
Speaker 3: not made of sugar, you know. In just the few
Speaker 3: moments I'd been inside the restaurant, night had fallen, that
Speaker 3: sudden nightfall of the tropics. I looked overhead and clearly
Speaker 3: saw the stars. Thinking what a bad weather forecast of
Speaker 3: the Grak was. I tucked Miss Patterson's silly bronze idol
Speaker 3: under my arm and started off with the waterfront. I
Speaker 3: hadn't gone two hundred yards when a large, warm drop
Speaker 3: of rain splattered on the back of my neck, then
Speaker 3: two more on my hat, and before I could take
Speaker 3: cover under an arch. It was raining like Iowa and April.
Speaker 3: It didn't look like it let up soon, and I
Speaker 3: wondered if there might not be a shorter way to
Speaker 3: the water front, then the long walk down the main street,
Speaker 3: and then the long way to the left along the docks.
Speaker 3: Surely one of these alleys that turned off to the
Speaker 3: left would lead me directly to the harbor and the
Speaker 3: landing stage. So I left the protection of the archway
Speaker 3: and turned into the alley at my left, four steps
Speaker 3: from the main street, and I was engulfed in darkness,
Speaker 3: wading through filth and mud over my ankles. But I
Speaker 3: was certain that I was on the right track, so
Speaker 3: I walked on and went straight into a blank wall.
Speaker 3: I turned to retrace my steps, but I could see
Speaker 3: no lights anywhere. I felt along the wall and until
Speaker 3: it gave into another alley, followed it to another blank wall,
Speaker 3: and thence into another one, And now I knew I
Speaker 3: was lost. And now it had began to rain in earnest.
Speaker 3: It pelted, it stamped, it whipped, it stung, it clashed.
Speaker 3: In a moment, I was drenched to the skin. If
Speaker 3: it was dark before, it was now black as a tomb.
Speaker 3: I struggled onward because it was too terrible to stand
Speaker 3: still and feel myself being beaten to the earth by
Speaker 3: the sheer weight of the rain. I don't know how
Speaker 3: far I walked through those fall and fettered passageways, nor
Speaker 3: for ha long, but at last, feeling my way around
Speaker 3: the corner, I saw a slit of light, a horizontal flicker,
Speaker 3: beckoning beneath the door, and I heard voices. I lifted
Speaker 3: the bronze idol and rapped on the door with it,
Speaker 3: and the voices stopped.
Speaker 2: What do you want?
Speaker 3: I'd lost my way, I'm went through and I don't
Speaker 3: know where I am. Please let me in, Please let
Speaker 3: me in.
Speaker 2: Of course you may come in.
Speaker 1: Yeah, I'm exactly who we expected, But come in, come in.
Speaker 3: I walked into a room that was unfurnished save for
Speaker 3: a littered table and some chairs, and a gaudy picture
Speaker 3: of the Virgin that hung on the wall. On each
Speaker 3: side of it was a skuns in which is slovenly
Speaker 3: candle guttered. A woman was perched on the corner of
Speaker 3: the table, a heavy shawl over her head under it.
Speaker 3: The dark face propped in the fork of her hand
Speaker 3: glowed solemnly, and her bare white arm was like a
Speaker 3: menacing thing. In a chair near her, a grossly fat
Speaker 3: man was huddled scowling heavily under thick fair brows, while
Speaker 3: the other man, he who had opened the door, stood smiling.
Speaker 3: The woman laughed softly and pointed to the image dangling
Speaker 3: in my hand.
Speaker 5: What is that?
Speaker 3: I beg your pardon?
Speaker 5: That parcel you are carrying purse?
Speaker 3: Oh, it's a curio and idol of some sort. A
Speaker 3: friend of mine.
Speaker 9: Left the restaurant, and you're at your list with.
Speaker 3: Both Yes, yes, that's right. How did you know?
Speaker 9: What are you doing here?
Speaker 2: So late and so wet?
Speaker 1: The boat sailed.
Speaker 3: Soon I know I was trying to take a shortcut
Speaker 3: to the landing stage. I got lost somehow. I came
Speaker 3: ashore with some friends from the second class. I left
Speaker 3: them to come back and fetch this idle and here I.
Speaker 9: Am give the young man a chair agon.
Speaker 3: Oh oh, thank you, thank you very much. But I
Speaker 3: must go on as soon as the rain stops. If
Speaker 3: you can direct me for.
Speaker 2: A while, yet, you may as well wait here.
Speaker 9: Yes, we may be able to provide some entertainment for
Speaker 9: our second class tourist as soon as your friends arrived.
Speaker 5: My dear friends, the police are not my friends.
Speaker 3: You led them to us.
Speaker 5: Would you walk about with your knives forever? While I
Speaker 5: take all the risks risks?
Speaker 8: Seven months, you have done what you willed, untouched. I
Speaker 8: bought your freedom for seven months with smiles and love.
Speaker 5: Now you take your turn.
Speaker 8: One uses a knife, one goes to prison one month,
Speaker 8: three months, six months.
Speaker 5: Who knows?
Speaker 3: You could have talked with the prefect of police.
Speaker 8: Again, again and again, and for what life is not
Speaker 8: spending money one pays for leaving my friend with work,
Speaker 8: sometimes with jail.
Speaker 5: I have paid. Now is your turn.
Speaker 9: You could have helped us once more, only once more,
Speaker 9: and we could have been out of the store and
Speaker 9: on the coastal Lorenzo Marks so kept down.
Speaker 4: Why didn't you?
Speaker 3: Why didn't you help us once more?
Speaker 8: Why always you say once more, once more. Now there
Speaker 8: is no more.
Speaker 1: You are a sheepig, the filed in the box.
Speaker 3: I beg your pardons. Well that's no way to speak
Speaker 3: to a lady. Well, I'm serious. I don't like to
Speaker 3: hear such language used to a lady. I must ask you
Speaker 3: to apologize the devil.
Speaker 2: Have you got this?
Speaker 3: You just came in out of the rain from the
Speaker 3: second place.
Speaker 5: Please don't fight with him. They're troubling enough already.
Speaker 2: But what the double light is? You got to come
Speaker 2: in here today?
Speaker 8: You stab the Egyptian, don't stab this one. You want
Speaker 8: the police to find you here with the corpse?
Speaker 3: A corpse? What does it matter how the police find us?
Speaker 2: We wait for them because we have no choice. You
Speaker 2: put them on us.
Speaker 3: We should do away with you.
Speaker 5: Why do you lie even to yourself?
Speaker 8: Why must you hide your own blame behind my skirts?
Speaker 8: Great Mother of Heaven, you are neither man nor beast?
Speaker 5: You are.
Speaker 3: Don't go on, don't you dare say it?
Speaker 5: There? You are just the salmac.
Speaker 3: No one says that to me? And leave this got
Speaker 3: a knife sick simak, No, you don't stand back or
Speaker 3: brain you with the sidle.
Speaker 9: You'll think I carry only a knife.
Speaker 5: Dog he forgot I carry a knife.
Speaker 3: Oh, oh, look what I did to him with this
Speaker 3: bronze idle. Horrible, horrible.
Speaker 8: It makes a good weapon, you idle. It was a
Speaker 8: grand blow, the King's blow. You cannot help him.
Speaker 3: Now I've killed a man with this little curio, and
Speaker 3: you've killed another with your knife. Two men murdered. Oh,
Speaker 3: I must get back to the ship. You must come
Speaker 3: with me.
Speaker 10: To the ship.
Speaker 5: Olah. You think i'd be well you come in the
Speaker 5: second class.
Speaker 3: Well, I don't know.
Speaker 5: We must go somewhere. The police will be here any minute.
Speaker 3: The police.
Speaker 8: Yes, come, Ah, he's not ringing so hard now, just
Speaker 8: the police. They have come for those two. They will
Speaker 8: be on both sides of us. Here, all my hands
Speaker 8: stand perfectly still. I will tell you when it's safe
Speaker 8: to move. Now they are all around, so they won't
Speaker 8: hear us.
Speaker 3: Come now, where are we going?
Speaker 8: We are escaping, But if you know from what we
Speaker 8: are escaping, we will not care where. Hurry, hang onto
Speaker 8: my hand and hurry.
Speaker 5: They have on the bodies. Now they are after us.
Speaker 3: What would we do?
Speaker 5: There is a door nearby.
Speaker 10: We must find it or you feel feel along the
Speaker 10: wall here, father, father.
Speaker 5: It must be here.
Speaker 3: Yes, cool, here it is.
Speaker 5: Push push it in.
Speaker 3: Oh, but that's bought it from inside.
Speaker 5: You must push it in.
Speaker 3: It is the only way here, a whole the side
Speaker 3: of No.
Speaker 5: Not yet, need it again.
Speaker 3: It's giving once more.
Speaker 8: Gord, my friend, my great strong friend, up the stairs.
Speaker 3: Now quickly, where are we going? Now to the roof? Wait?
Speaker 5: Huh the rain has stopped.
Speaker 3: Yes, the stars are coming out.
Speaker 5: Where is your ship out in the harbor?
Speaker 3: I must get to it.
Speaker 5: Listen you hear them. We are not safe yet.
Speaker 3: Over the world to the next roof.
Speaker 8: Hurry now, over to the next.
Speaker 3: Abut are you all right?
Speaker 10: Come up quietly?
Speaker 3: Yes? What's that down there? A tend?
Speaker 8: Yes, people are asleep. You must walk like a rat.
Speaker 8: Who knows if they see us, they will think you
Speaker 8: have come after the women.
Speaker 3: But we could say there would be nothing to say.
Speaker 8: Sh someone's crawling out of the tent, a man with
Speaker 8: a sheet raped round him.
Speaker 3: He's coming this way. Why doesn't he see us?
Speaker 5: His eyes are clouded with sleep. Perhaps if he sees
Speaker 5: us it will be too late.
Speaker 3: Then he won't there and there, Well, that took the
Speaker 3: fight out of him.
Speaker 5: Take this, my little knife, just a prick, and he
Speaker 5: is quite safe.
Speaker 3: Oh no, he's still enough. Now, he won't harm us.
Speaker 3: I really did demand, didn't I.
Speaker 8: It was splendid with only the bare hands to take
Speaker 8: an armed man armed.
Speaker 3: I didn't know he was armed, of course.
Speaker 5: Of that you may always be sure. Look they're in his.
Speaker 3: Loin cloth a dagger at least six inches.
Speaker 5: Yes, you are truly magnificent, my friend.
Speaker 7: You are a man.
Speaker 3: You are a woman, then, wonderful woman.
Speaker 5: I was.
Speaker 8: Wondering when you would kiss me, when you too convince
Speaker 8: it with the Russian said to me. I knew you would,
Speaker 8: but I wonder how soon.
Speaker 3: Yes, yes, I suppose I knew too, in a way,
Speaker 3: at least I thought how much I'd like to. But
Speaker 3: I wouldn't have had the courage before all this. I
Speaker 3: suppose courage.
Speaker 8: Your courage is of the lion, your strength, he's of
Speaker 8: the great bull of Swahili.
Speaker 3: Thank you, thank you. I wonder if we're far from
Speaker 3: the landing stage now. I mustn't miss my boat.
Speaker 5: You know you want to go back to this second class.
Speaker 3: Well, naturally, that's what I was trying to do when
Speaker 3: I knocked on your door. Goodness, i've missed my dinner
Speaker 3: as it is.
Speaker 5: Missed your dinner?
Speaker 8: Yes, that is so, but haven't you gained something else?
Speaker 5: What me? Look? Look at me? Is it nothing? Friend?
Speaker 8: That you have saved me for yourself, but you can't
Speaker 8: manage do your bread on the roofs of Mozambique.
Speaker 5: You fight like a hero a Russia blow a tumble
Speaker 5: and you had them lying at your feet. Are you're
Speaker 5: not glad that it was all for this?
Speaker 3: For me? Kiss me, I'd fight. I'd fight for you
Speaker 3: as long as as long as there was anyone to fight.
Speaker 5: You would, I know you would?
Speaker 3: You lead on wherever you will.
Speaker 5: Come.
Speaker 3: Of course, I don't expect you to believe it. Looking back,
Speaker 3: I'm still unsure it really happened to me. It's as
Speaker 3: though I dreamed it.
Speaker 1: Well.
Speaker 3: I don't know how many roofs we crossed after that,
Speaker 3: A dozen't perhaps maybe twenty. It was mad, I know,
Speaker 3: but I must have surrendered completely to the wild spirit
Speaker 3: of the African coast. I didn't seem to see the
Speaker 3: great ship lying out in the harbor, her lights blinking
Speaker 3: with the comforts of civilization. All my senses were focused
Speaker 3: on this slim, breathtaking figure leading me across the rooftops
Speaker 3: to a shadowy destination in which only one thing was
Speaker 3: certain she would be there. I suppose, in that moment,
Speaker 3: armed only with the bloody bronze Idol, I was invincible.
Speaker 3: At last she led me down a creaking wooden stair
Speaker 3: that hung precariously on the sheer side of a house,
Speaker 3: and once more we were in the mud of a
Speaker 3: gloomy alley. Even the way she slid her arm along
Speaker 3: mine and softly grasped my hand filled me with greater
Speaker 3: power than I had ever known. Hand in hand, we
Speaker 3: made our way down the alley and out into a
Speaker 3: little square, where a night breeze rustled in the palms
Speaker 3: and smelled of the sea. And across the way a
Speaker 3: dim light showed through a big open door, the little.
Speaker 5: Church of San Sebastian.
Speaker 6: The police after all this, okay, your the prendella porque.
Speaker 9: Musa company one was one.
Speaker 8: Was capitao diva vero tramanida.
Speaker 3: The resolve is ishta vesna pegamau present. What's the matter
Speaker 3: with him? What's he want?
Speaker 5: He says, he want to let me go.
Speaker 3: The devil he want? What's he want you for?
Speaker 5: Oh, my friend, this little policeman. They always arrest me
Speaker 5: when they get a chance. It is tiresome.
Speaker 3: Cons companion, listen, copper, scam see take it on the lamb.
Speaker 3: Take a power, guysy, do contray yourself press, I said, square.
Speaker 5: Run run before I can get to his feet. No,
Speaker 5: not a way into the church to send.
Speaker 8: You, Aya, my magnificent one.
Speaker 5: You fear no one.
Speaker 8: You fight for me so long as there is anyone
Speaker 8: to fight. Yes, there will always be someone to fight.
Speaker 8: They will never leave us alone.
Speaker 3: Well, they follow us in here.
Speaker 8: These police might do anything, but I know one door.
Speaker 8: They will not there follow us through. Where's that came
Speaker 8: this way?
Speaker 5: Here?
Speaker 8: This door Hurst, I must run my skirts clothes now,
Speaker 8: come cleanly.
Speaker 5: Through the middle. Do not please do not rub the
Speaker 5: walls as.
Speaker 3: You come.
Speaker 10: There.
Speaker 5: We are safe for a while. They will not follow
Speaker 5: us through that door.
Speaker 3: Why not? It was the door of the lepers, the
Speaker 3: door of the.
Speaker 5: This is all right.
Speaker 8: We didn't touch the portles. See down the alley are
Speaker 8: the lights of the waterfront.
Speaker 3: Yes, where do we go now?
Speaker 8: We have a little time now to breathe the clean
Speaker 8: air of the harbor.
Speaker 5: And then I know a little place where someone is coming.
Speaker 5: Step back in the shadow until they have passed.
Speaker 1: What is it.
Speaker 3: The idol? I must return the idol.
Speaker 8: No, don't, my friend, this is the greatest danger of all. Goodbye,
Speaker 8: don't go, magnificent one, don't go.
Speaker 3: I must goodbye. Hello there, I got here before you
Speaker 3: had appeared.
Speaker 4: Did you find the idol?
Speaker 3: Yes? But for a moment there I was afraid I
Speaker 3: should miss the boat or.
Speaker 2: I say, oh, man, you're a bit of shovel.
Speaker 3: Yes, I got caught in the rain.
Speaker 4: And my idol. Oh, mister Dawson, you've got it all dirty.
Speaker 3: Yes, it is a bit must I dropped it once
Speaker 3: or twice, I.
Speaker 4: Feel I think that was clumsy of you.
Speaker 3: Oh nothing, A little soap and water won't put the
Speaker 3: right side there, say.
Speaker 4: Well, maybe, Well we'd better hurry along. I'd hate to
Speaker 4: have to spend any more time in this dreadful place. Yes, there, there,
Speaker 4: there's the whistle, and that's the last morning, no doubt.
Speaker 2: Come on, come on, everybody, Oh Dawson, don't stand there mooning.
Speaker 2: We'll miss the boat.
Speaker 3: Yes, yes, And just a moment there's someone standing there
Speaker 3: in the shadow of the alley. I'm not sure. I
Speaker 3: thought for a.
Speaker 2: Moment, funny, I could have sworn I saw you wave
Speaker 2: goodbye to someone.
Speaker 3: Perhaps I did goodbye to Mozambique. To adventure in romance.
Speaker 3: Oh that's good.
Speaker 2: That's very good.
Speaker 3: Adventure romance in this past hole, Twitchell, What would you
Speaker 3: say if I told you I had just killed a man,
Speaker 3: fled over the rooftops of the city, made love to
Speaker 3: a beautiful woman, fought the police, escaped through the leper's gates.
Speaker 2: I'd say the wildest imagination I'd ever heard of.
Speaker 3: Nothing like that ever happens to a second class passenger. No, no,
Speaker 3: I suppose you're right. Nothing like that ever happens to
Speaker 3: it second class passenger, except in dreams. Come on, Twitchel,
Speaker 3: we missed the bog.
Speaker 2: Escape. Produced and directed by William N. Robson. Has Tonight
Speaker 2: Brought You The Second Class Passenger by Percival Gibbon, Adapted
Speaker 2: for radio by mister Robson, with Harry Bartel as Dawson,
Speaker 2: Jeanette Nolan as the Woman, and Kathy Lewis as Miss Patterson.
Speaker 2: Original music conceived and conducted by cy Fure.
Speaker 1: Next week, you are isolated on a remote plantation in
Speaker 1: the crawling Amazon jungle, and an immense army of bravenous
Speaker 1: ants is closing in on you, swarming in to eat
Speaker 1: you alive, a deadly black army from which there is
Speaker 1: no escape.
Speaker 2: Next week we escape with Carl Stephenson's terrifying story line
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Speaker 2: time next week, when again we offer you escape. This
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