Speaker 1: NBC presents Frank Lovejoy.
Speaker 2: In Nice Seat.
Speaker 3: Hi, this is Randy's Stone. I cover the nice beat
Speaker 3: for the Chicago Stars. Yeah, I cover the Knife I beat.
Speaker 3: It's about eight square miles of darkness unless there that's
Speaker 3: a lot of knights every evening.
Speaker 4: I start walking into it.
Speaker 3: Let it swirl around me and let its swallow me up.
Speaker 3: Part of me relaxes, part of me becomes tense and wary,
Speaker 3: like our.
Speaker 4: Hunter coming back to the jungle.
Speaker 3: I steal at home, but I know that there's things.
Speaker 3: But the Knight is filled with its own brand of
Speaker 3: a lonely lost, guey, mixed up people of the night,
Speaker 3: drifting out of the darkness like fragments of a nightmare.
Speaker 1: Reason sport.
Speaker 4: You don't want a force fell and human beings along
Speaker 4: with one of her dime.
Speaker 3: Yeah, disembodied hands stretched out for that ever loving coin
Speaker 3: to buy, just another burst of that final anesthetic and
Speaker 3: must be set or a brittle laugh of a painted
Speaker 3: footing and rising out of the Knight, proving to the
Speaker 3: world who doesn't care, laughing.
Speaker 1: Until the tears come.
Speaker 3: And a flurry of footset's rushing by a muffled conversation
Speaker 3: deciding life or death or to Night's Movies, an ambulance
Speaker 3: racing past on its way to General Husband. It's red
Speaker 3: warning light flashing on and off quickly, like the frenzy
Speaker 3: Postpa or the poor devil inside.
Speaker 4: All right's the old gu.
Speaker 3: Say this night is for the phony too, Like this
Speaker 3: character coming toward me while I was grabbing a bite
Speaker 3: in the little rest of it next to the radio
Speaker 3: and the CD studios. They acted on stage twenty four
Speaker 3: hours a day.
Speaker 4: Do you mind if I said?
Speaker 1: On next to me? Yeah?
Speaker 4: What do you say?
Speaker 1: How's a kid?
Speaker 3: Are the kids fine?
Speaker 4: Boothing? Like mad? Nothing?
Speaker 5: Barrel alasis character bruises the human You know I love
Speaker 5: that columns Maybe with me It's like a shot of pensity.
Speaker 1: Oh. The only lack I find.
Speaker 4: In it is that I never seen any mention of
Speaker 4: the guess whom boom.
Speaker 5: John Boost The World's Greatest testio, also available for Wake's
Speaker 5: Weddings and beer bus.
Speaker 3: You couldn't see your way clear to let me go
Speaker 3: on my sweeve, so I finished my coffee.
Speaker 1: How do you like this? Citizens?
Speaker 5: You can insult your if you curl up and die
Speaker 5: and you're still loving. Look, I know the minute I'm
Speaker 5: out of here. It's actually gonna forget me. So I'm
Speaker 5: going to give you this little postcard to hang on to.
Speaker 5: If you sure can send the boost ask for the
Speaker 5: lad They call.
Speaker 1: John brust well but rhymes any I gotta be going there. Remember,
Speaker 1: Maybe I don't mind what to say, as long as
Speaker 1: you say something.
Speaker 4: Yeah, that Bruce spelled with a bee. I know it's
Speaker 4: spelled with a bee.
Speaker 3: A great, big, beautiful hunk of zero with some fear,
Speaker 3: brown eyes continually shifting, sizing you up and figuring.
Speaker 4: You out, a friendly smile.
Speaker 3: So Tony, you look for the safety things, Tony getting placed.
Speaker 1: Oh, relax, it's a big knife.
Speaker 3: You are half a block and John Bruce is lost
Speaker 3: forever because there's always something waiting up ahead. I just
Speaker 3: turned down Grand Avenue. Oh now there's one of a
Speaker 3: nice chilly little sounds for you, A pursoner, alarms shattering
Speaker 3: the quiet. I looked down the dark, empty streets, trying
Speaker 3: to figure out which store, and I thought childsome darting
Speaker 3: out of the doorway and began racing.
Speaker 4: The other way. A child, Hey, stop.
Speaker 1: Stup.
Speaker 3: I tried racing after it. If there wasn't a chance,
Speaker 3: I went back to the store. It was a sporting
Speaker 3: good street, one window smashed and blood spotted on the glass.
Speaker 4: Like the kid had used his naked fist to get.
Speaker 3: To the display of guns and knives and side. After
Speaker 3: the cop came and I told them what I knew,
Speaker 3: I continued my wondering down through the Lincoln Park districts
Speaker 3: and up through honky Tonk roll wildly on signs making
Speaker 3: the night bleed red and green and purple, and then
Speaker 3: the little jack combo doing that way, and the bart
Speaker 3: the goal, keep splashing it, bang that dave against the
Speaker 3: sidewalking shout about the twelve dancing that I was waiting
Speaker 3: just for you, and they all can't hawkings, popcorn and
Speaker 3: hot smalies and a little child's wagon and George a
Speaker 3: thirty five inch dwarf, the sole newspapers, just Clark and night, Georgie,
Speaker 3: how's it going fine?
Speaker 1: And Danny better than good?
Speaker 3: Always say one for little Georgie, give me the sometimes
Speaker 3: always good to see what the competitions up?
Speaker 4: Do they are? Hey reading all about it pipe, It's
Speaker 4: a lovely headline, one of those in the.
Speaker 3: Hey George, maybe the way things are the world, which
Speaker 3: is a good idea, but it's when I started pulling.
Speaker 4: The paper in blood.
Speaker 1: H what are you talking about?
Speaker 4: Let's be yourself slid all over.
Speaker 1: That's the way I got it. Yeah, I'll give you
Speaker 1: another thank you.
Speaker 3: Let go my hands, it's soaking through the bandage.
Speaker 1: George, I cut myself in a cannover. I hope you
Speaker 1: want to a doctor.
Speaker 4: Doc. You got to get all in the glass. I
Speaker 4: got on it.
Speaker 1: I told you it was a can over it.
Speaker 3: While I saw that window was guns and nines, I
Speaker 3: thought it was a kid.
Speaker 1: Okay, see, you got yourself a story. Get on the phone,
Speaker 1: call a cops. What are you waiting for?
Speaker 4: But if you would have started telling me why a
Speaker 4: sweet guy is acting like such a dope?
Speaker 1: What is it, Georgie? Almost one o'clock a little morning hour,
Speaker 1: and she'll be here. Go on, call a coups. You'll
Speaker 1: be doing me a favor. If you're done, I'll kill him.
Speaker 4: I swear i'll kill him.
Speaker 3: She'll show up in an hour and you'll kill him.
Speaker 1: Kid, you lost me, all right, mister Stone, you're a
Speaker 1: good guy. You're entitled to a las. Come on follow me.
Speaker 3: He dumped his papers down of the sand and started
Speaker 3: across the street. Thirty five inches of desperate humanity. I
Speaker 3: followed him around, packing down the stairs of an old teliment.
Speaker 4: He stopped at the basement guard a fish out of keys.
Speaker 4: I followed him inside a dark, stank hole. He flicked
Speaker 4: the switch.
Speaker 3: The rest of light pissed on, showing a cold white
Speaker 3: glow over walls draped and black velders. There were dark
Speaker 3: foods in a small bar. It was deathly quiet. I
Speaker 3: know the establishment, and after our jointed, when all the
Speaker 3: legitimate bars closed, those who still sought refuge from the
Speaker 3: night come to places like this. George had it straight
Speaker 3: for the only bit of brightness in the room, leaning
Speaker 3: aluminum juke box in the corner. In the center of
Speaker 3: the juke box was a neon mounth, and within the
Speaker 3: mouth the microphones. Other neons spelled.
Speaker 4: Out the message after your tunes. It operated like your telephone.
Speaker 3: Somewhere with the girls said of the switchboard connected the city,
Speaker 3: said jukeboxes.
Speaker 1: And taverns all over the city.
Speaker 3: George stood glaring at his tiny reflection in the jukebox.
Speaker 1: Shiny coat.
Speaker 4: I think I'd like to smash the piece brought the jukebox.
Speaker 2: The owner of this jointy gave your keys I could
Speaker 2: come in and get warm on cold nights.
Speaker 1: Yeah, only you can see for yourself when you're alone,
Speaker 1: which place can give you a creuse.
Speaker 6: I thought maybe your tune would cheer me up, so
Speaker 6: I started usking around with.
Speaker 1: A fukee Bucks, eating at my loose Nichols like this,
Speaker 1: and then heart talking to me.
Speaker 4: What tune would you lie?
Speaker 1: It's me, Julie.
Speaker 4: Oh, hello, darling, I'm so excited. George, is me morel
Speaker 4: throw me?
Speaker 1: Yeah, me too, Julie.
Speaker 3: I said, you can't understand your feelings, not mind you.
Speaker 1: For them before the.
Speaker 4: Records.
Speaker 1: Not a record, Julie's the records, the records.
Speaker 4: Okay, you can start laughing anytime you want, mister Stone,
Speaker 4: I just all about you know.
Speaker 1: It's ten seconds of conversation with every record.
Speaker 6: Started as a dag, me playing a big lover because
Speaker 6: she couldn't see she was talking to her dwarf.
Speaker 1: The big joke huh on me because talking to her
Speaker 1: every night, I don't know.
Speaker 6: Something started happening to me inside, happening to both of us,
Speaker 6: because she felt the tooth she really did, mister Stone,
Speaker 6: I mean an understanding.
Speaker 1: I don't know, I don't know the words, but she
Speaker 1: felt the tool, and then he had to ruin it,
Speaker 1: destroy it.
Speaker 3: Yes, it was soap opera, had said, suddenly my little
Speaker 3: dwarf and his love affair was Julie, the jokebox girl.
Speaker 1: Help me.
Speaker 4: Georgie even invented an invalid wife. That was his reason
Speaker 4: why he and Julie did never meet except.
Speaker 3: Through the jukebox. But like all little melodramas taken from life,
Speaker 3: there was also a villain. One of the men who
Speaker 3: worked in this joint happened over here George filling his
Speaker 3: heart out and as a guy. When George wasn't around,
Speaker 3: he told Julie that the poor guy was dying to
Speaker 3: meet her in person, that they should get together at
Speaker 3: least once. And that's what schedule for two am high
Speaker 3: this meeting.
Speaker 1: Yeah, it was Julie's idea. I mean, the way it's
Speaker 1: gonna be. The record made us think. The record, Yeah,
Speaker 1: it's from Charlie Taikowski. Is that what they call him?
Speaker 1: Huh ole and his baroness, some fancy ladies.
Speaker 2: They had a friendship letters, and they felt that they
Speaker 2: had to meet at least once.
Speaker 1: So one day they passed each other in carriages and
Speaker 1: nodded without a word and went on, never saw each
Speaker 1: other again.
Speaker 4: And what's good enough for house is good enough for
Speaker 4: Georgie and Julie.
Speaker 6: Huh Yeah, she'll be wearing a green hat and a
Speaker 6: figure Violet. I'll be wearing a red flower. Well, you
Speaker 6: think you'll be.
Speaker 1: A little surprised at what she's going to see, mister Stone,
Speaker 1: isn't it a joke? It's okay for you to laugh,
Speaker 1: Thorn laugh, mister Stone, laugh, my turn.
Speaker 3: Who was a big, paunchy, ball headed dren standing in
Speaker 3: the doorway having himself a wonderful It was right out
Speaker 3: of Max sent at a barrel of life, George the dwarf,
Speaker 3: judging right into the big guy who Mary lifted him up,
Speaker 3: shrugged his shoulder, and sent a little fellow flying across
Speaker 3: the room, crashing.
Speaker 1: Into a wall. Oh that's character, that little monkey is.
Speaker 4: Eh.
Speaker 1: Did he tell you about his romance?
Speaker 4: So you're that's me.
Speaker 5: I'm even willing to take him to that road for
Speaker 5: his lapels. Doesn't too good for loverboy.
Speaker 2: What a line he's got.
Speaker 4: You gotta hear it to believe it, Okay much.
Speaker 3: The knife in George's hand would have looked much better
Speaker 3: back in that sporting good window.
Speaker 4: He moved out of his shadows. He moved toward the
Speaker 4: big guys.
Speaker 3: A trickle of blood ran down George's mouth, but he
Speaker 3: didn't know anything about that. Put that knife aware or
Speaker 3: shove it down your throat, but George kept coming. A
Speaker 3: smile on the big man's face took the leave of absence.
Speaker 1: Come on, now, George, what's the matter? Take a big
Speaker 1: a shoke.
Speaker 3: A bait of sweat started big zagging down his face,
Speaker 3: mixing with the falcon powder.
Speaker 1: His lips continued to.
Speaker 3: Work, but now no words came out because this thing
Speaker 3: coming towards him.
Speaker 1: This wasn't a comical little dwarf. This was dead.
Speaker 7: NDC is bringing you nice the starrying Frank Lovejoy as
Speaker 7: Randy So.
Speaker 1: Every s the style in.
Speaker 3: Everyday and Night is from this station Barning and night.
Speaker 1: And now back to night thee and Randy So.
Speaker 3: George the Dwarf was passing in front of me and
Speaker 3: was raight as a big guy who loves up his
Speaker 3: romance with Julie the jukebox girl, and knife pointed in his.
Speaker 4: Hand, and he didn't even know that I was there.
Speaker 4: The only other.
Speaker 3: Person in all the world existed for him at that
Speaker 3: moment was a heavily perspiring patman, and as George came
Speaker 3: just a little culture, I lunch pusted his arm back
Speaker 3: until the knife clattered to the fort and I reached
Speaker 3: down for it and George CORNLUSI ran off the door.
Speaker 1: You like that little character kind a knife to me.
Speaker 3: I'm gonna call a coup, though I'm gonna be a
Speaker 3: little awkward, seeing how the joint here is slightly illegal.
Speaker 3: M oh well.
Speaker 1: One thing I'm gonna do. I'm gonna tell is Jane
Speaker 1: on a duke box who she's dealing with.
Speaker 4: I'm gonna tell her this crazy puff last term.
Speaker 3: You even say howdy to that girl, and I might
Speaker 3: decide to find George and give him back this knife.
Speaker 3: I found George all right, plumped against his newsstand all through,
Speaker 3: wanting to kill anybody. I told him I'd see the
Speaker 3: cops and maybe they'd say it was okay if George
Speaker 3: paid for all the damage to that sport door and
Speaker 3: behaved himself from now on. That didn't make him feel
Speaker 3: much better, because it was getting off his boast to
Speaker 3: see across and was meeting with Julie. I told him
Speaker 3: that I'd called Julie, an informer that he'd suddenly come
Speaker 3: down with a slight face of dubonic plays or something.
Speaker 3: I got the name of the company office juke box.
Speaker 3: In the after hours, joined the Acting Music Company. I
Speaker 3: found a bone. Both reached for a coin and instead
Speaker 3: came up with a card that stead if your show
Speaker 3: can stand up Boost asked for the lad they call
Speaker 3: John Bruce, and John's beautiful phony face smiling up at me.
Speaker 3: All of a sudden, I was looking for the phone
Speaker 3: number at the bottom of the card, and then I
Speaker 3: began dialing, like Mat, that's got to be hers. Which
Speaker 3: one coming down the street? The green hats, the strig
Speaker 3: of violence. Yep, this is going to be the sat pleasure.
Speaker 1: Baby.
Speaker 3: I just remember what you're supposed to do.
Speaker 1: Baby.
Speaker 3: You walk past, you nod, and you keep walking.
Speaker 1: What's the mysterial about? Its a level with Brucey.
Speaker 3: Bulls ten bucks, No questions asked.
Speaker 1: That was the agreement book, and I at least mumbled
Speaker 1: some quota you.
Speaker 4: Open your mouth for anything but breathing.
Speaker 1: Okay, okay, he's almost reached the corner. Move.
Speaker 3: I stepped back to the paper stand where George was waiting.
Speaker 3: Together we watched Julie and John.
Speaker 1: Bruce approach each other.
Speaker 4: Missus to TuS, never had it so good.
Speaker 3: She was really something out of body beautiful. As the
Speaker 3: two approached, George's hand unconsciously passing on my arm. Now
Speaker 3: Julie and John were passing each other, their eyes meeting
Speaker 3: George's hand, began to tighten it.
Speaker 1: Julie, beautiful, how beautiful.
Speaker 3: Julie nodded to John Bruce, and out of the corner
Speaker 3: of my eye I saw a little George nodding return
Speaker 3: no one. Sickening moment, I thought Bruce was going to
Speaker 3: open his mouth and going to a monologue, but somehow
Speaker 3: he controlled himself. They passed each other and went on.
Speaker 3: I looked down at George. His eyes were shining.
Speaker 2: It was me, what I said to her, pouring out
Speaker 2: my heart, that brought her here tonight. Jurgy, Yeah, but
Speaker 2: why couldn't it really have been me? Why couldn't it
Speaker 2: have been leaves the.
Speaker 3: Stone at the stars. Maybe they had an answer for you, Georgie,
Speaker 3: me I had worked to do. I tell o my
Speaker 3: story to find somewhere among the waiters, pulling their cuppeeedos away,
Speaker 3: yawning as they changed in the the street clothes. Somewhere
Speaker 3: among the jazz musicians, their saper waxing with the pee,
Speaker 3: their shirt collars poked in sweat, but still reaching for
Speaker 3: that beautiful pure and not somewhere in the police wagons,
Speaker 3: screaming insanely down the street. I'm wearing the yellow lights
Speaker 3: at the general hospital. Am my elevanty warehouse a tip
Speaker 3: of breathing tears, the desultate park in an alley on
Speaker 3: a street corner.
Speaker 4: Somewhere in the night.
Speaker 1: My story was waiting for me. And now that was
Speaker 1: all of letting.
Speaker 4: My morning.
Speaker 3: I'd forgotten all about George and Julie and John Bruce.
Speaker 3: I finished my column, and I'd gone home to smooth
Speaker 3: and in my fog of the juke box wasn't ended,
Speaker 3: and only just the gun.
Speaker 1: Yeah, yeah, I woa, Well what do you know? What
Speaker 1: do you want? Bruce? Oh you are magnificent. I'll see
Speaker 1: your yeah read No.
Speaker 7: What was that routine that got old Johnny boy guessing?
Speaker 1: Wow? Well, good for Johnny Boy.
Speaker 4: See you're ready.
Speaker 7: Friends, Like they say, where can I locate this kid?
Speaker 4: Maybe we'll having a couple of laughs together.
Speaker 1: Huh nod? Where can I find them?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 3: When you're in my racket when you deal with these
Speaker 3: terrocism and i'd be brother, You've got to be prepared
Speaker 3: for the totally unexpected. Johnny Boy had fallen for the
Speaker 3: lady of a duke, bought like a ton of bricks.
Speaker 1: Of course, he.
Speaker 4: Couldn't come right out and say it plain and simple.
Speaker 4: He had a.
Speaker 3: Hamlet right up to the hilp. But I know the score,
Speaker 3: and from then Onnie's haunted me night and day.
Speaker 1: Come on, Randy, who is she? Where can I find it?
Speaker 1: You're the girl a breaker?
Speaker 3: He caned me on the street at the newspaper, at
Speaker 3: my host.
Speaker 1: Who is she? Randy?
Speaker 7: Be a power?
Speaker 1: What's wrong with me looking her up and giving her
Speaker 1: a little attention? Day after day after the state? Where
Speaker 1: can I find her? Randy? What's the big mystery?
Speaker 3: For a while I and enjoyed it. He was sweating
Speaker 3: and on him it looked good. But I guess this
Speaker 3: morning I just wasn't in the mood. I've come down
Speaker 3: to the office around five a m. And any newspaper
Speaker 3: office that time of day is a pretty sad affairs.
Speaker 3: Many women slatting their way up and down the aisle,
Speaker 3: and ray listless gone float against the windows the empty desk.
Speaker 3: I knew it was one of those real sour little
Speaker 3: tails to write about it, about a bum they found
Speaker 3: behind some garbage cans on skid rolls, a bomb with
Speaker 3: a distinguished service cross into the pocket of his filthy shirt.
Speaker 3: One of those gallant young gods that we swore we'd
Speaker 3: never forget that I was feeling Jim Dandies. I sat
Speaker 3: down to my typewriter and I whipped a hunk of paper.
Speaker 1: Into the rollers.
Speaker 3: And then I saw John Bruce standing in the shadows across.
Speaker 1: The room from me.
Speaker 3: Alright, O, friend, I'm not in the mood this morning.
Speaker 3: I got work with you, and you God listened to me.
Speaker 3: I founding little after midnight behind a wine shot.
Speaker 1: Brandy, You've got to tell me where I can find it?
Speaker 3: Just another bumb you at all, Brandy listened to me.
Speaker 1: You got.
Speaker 3: What I'm telling you nothing. You understand that one dame
Speaker 3: is going to escape the same John Bruce charm. It's
Speaker 3: a very small tragedy, clear of it.
Speaker 1: If you'll only listened to me.
Speaker 3: I'm slightly bored was listening to you, miss the booth.
Speaker 3: I'm even more bored with looking at.
Speaker 1: You miss the bruce.
Speaker 3: There's no phoney. It sticks out like measles. Miss the
Speaker 3: bruce from your fist, curly hair, right down to your
Speaker 3: beautifully poli shoe. If this comes as a great, supine,
Speaker 3: great surprise, there's one king a guy.
Speaker 1: I keep that kind of news from me, Solf. Okay,
Speaker 1: I'm sorry, I'm pretty lad.
Speaker 3: I don't know I who further it is.
Speaker 1: I want him try to explain it. I can't explain
Speaker 1: it to my spelt. It's that success bug. It's dog
Speaker 1: eat dog. Anything goes as long as you make Why
Speaker 1: do you have to make it? Does it stay so?
Speaker 4: In the constitution?
Speaker 5: But about her, I'm not setting on any acts about her, Randy,
Speaker 5: I'm a big boy.
Speaker 1: Well at first side of my kiddy.
Speaker 5: Listens, Randy, just exchange the look maybe five seconds, and
Speaker 5: until the day I die, I won't be able to
Speaker 5: forget it. I guess that sounds like samor Johnny Boy's routine. No,
Speaker 5: go on, go on, I can't I tell you, how
Speaker 5: do you explain it? But in those few seconds I
Speaker 5: said something I've been looking for all my life, Randy,
Speaker 5: something genuine, something real, something, Well, maybe I've still my
Speaker 5: own salvation Randy, and maybe I was just kidding myself,
Speaker 5: setting myself a Billy Goods. So I got to find out.
Speaker 5: I gotta see her again, step to her. Maybe I'm
Speaker 5: in a cheer of them amount the dreaming something.
Speaker 1: That I'm like, humpty dumpty. I don't know.
Speaker 3: I don't think so no, there issue man, the act
Speaker 3: new music company. Let me take your time. She doesn't
Speaker 3: show up until night. I don't know why I did it.
Speaker 3: Maybe it was something I saw in John Bruce eyes
Speaker 3: that made me feel if I didn't tell him, well,
Speaker 3: it would have been a bum deal for Jewlie. I
Speaker 3: wanted to reach George right away and try to explain
Speaker 3: what I'd done, but I didn't know where to look
Speaker 3: for him excepted his news stands. In my world of
Speaker 3: the night, all you ever know about any winners where
Speaker 3: they are right now. I didn't think much that day.
Speaker 3: Making George understand wasn't going to be any cinch, but
Speaker 3: he had to know that this had been a sick
Speaker 3: thing that could only hurt him. In that night, I
Speaker 3: hurried right onto his newsstand, only he wasn't around.
Speaker 4: I started worrying, and on our hunts, I went across
Speaker 4: the street because they.
Speaker 1: After hours joined. The door was a jar. I went in.
Speaker 3: He was there squatting in front.
Speaker 1: Of a jukebox listen to her song look Back.
Speaker 3: The song ended, and I switched. My man liked crazy
Speaker 3: for the right words. He was fumbling with some coins
Speaker 3: and he slipped one of them.
Speaker 1: Into the jukebox slid gitar. Oh you know I do
Speaker 1: every time I hear it. I see you again, so beautiful.
Speaker 1: It's pretty beautiful yourself, Julie. It's wonderful to hear you
Speaker 1: say that. I backed out quick.
Speaker 4: I didn't get it.
Speaker 3: I had to see gone with John Foot. I have
Speaker 3: to have for the ACME Music Company. A dilapidated office
Speaker 3: in the loft. I'm you're on street. The door was open,
Speaker 3: so I went on inside an empty death. The papers
Speaker 3: got it all over, but nobody alarm. I went into
Speaker 3: a dark hallway Mark.
Speaker 4: No admitted ahead of me, with the lighted glass door
Speaker 4: with the word studio painted on it. I started borting
Speaker 4: when someone came running up behind me. Here, you can't
Speaker 4: you read the sign?
Speaker 1: No admits?
Speaker 4: I thought that was very clear.
Speaker 3: It wasn't anybody at the best.
Speaker 4: You're telling me something I don't know. Quitting without a
Speaker 4: minute notice.
Speaker 1: That's a fine thing.
Speaker 4: That's that way, that's Sary. She'll want a reference.
Speaker 3: Someday I'll give her a reference, all right. Not come around, Dally.
Speaker 3: She the one who quits without a minute's notice. A
Speaker 3: jerk comes popping and I was worn't in bad. Next
Speaker 3: thing your nose.
Speaker 4: She's walking out of here with him, But that surfcase,
Speaker 4: someday she'll want a reference. Is a dark haired girl,
Speaker 4: beautiful bunk, so she's beautifully built. Come on, miss her.
Speaker 3: I got fifty things to do. Then that would be
Speaker 3: Julie working in the studio up ahead? So or do
Speaker 3: you mind if I peek in through the door, then
Speaker 3: I'll go.
Speaker 4: Do you want to freak over?
Speaker 1: Peak for Julie.
Speaker 4: I'm not worried about her running off.
Speaker 1: But Julie, I'm safe.
Speaker 3: Yes, he was safe with Julie. As I looked through
Speaker 3: the glass door, I thought, sure, it's figures too can
Speaker 3: play the same game. The Dwarf had had a John
Speaker 3: Bruce and Julie had her Sally. Julie couldn't have shown
Speaker 3: up for a meeting with George, even if she wanted to.
Speaker 3: Because I very much doubt that Julie could have lifted
Speaker 3: her three hundred and fifty pounds out of that chair.
Speaker 1: You falling.
Speaker 3: Julie working like mad at the switchboard with its flashing
Speaker 3: lights from juke boxes all.
Speaker 1: Over the city.
Speaker 3: And then while I watched is she answered one called.
Speaker 1: Something happened.
Speaker 3: Her eyes lit up in a strange and wonderful way.
Speaker 3: Then she flicked the twitch that made a certain record
Speaker 3: for a certain juke box, and her eyes became even
Speaker 3: more bright. I didn't have to hear the.
Speaker 1: Rest of the record.
Speaker 3: She was playing there song for the guy George, and
Speaker 3: all of a sudden.
Speaker 1: I realized how right George June was.
Speaker 3: Yeah, that's how it is when you walk the night, Dad,
Speaker 3: you always know that if you walk far enough and
Speaker 3: long enough, and if you keep your eyes open and
Speaker 3: you listen very carefully, sooner or later in the dakness.
Speaker 1: You'll find the city's heart.
Speaker 4: Yay Tommy Boyce. Nightbeat, starring Fank.
Speaker 7: Lovejoy, is produced and directed by Warren Lewris. The night
Speaker 7: story was written by Larry Marcus with music by Robert Armbruser.
Speaker 2: The part of John Bruce was played by Bill Conrad.
Speaker 2: Jeff Corey was George.
Speaker 7: Others in Tonight's Past were Betty lou Gerson, Ray Hartman,
Speaker 7: and Eddie Field.
Speaker 4: Frank love Joy can currently be seen co.
Speaker 7: Starring with Joan Crawford and Robert Young and Warner Brothers
Speaker 7: Goodbye My Fancy. Listen next week at this time and
Speaker 7: every week as Randy Stone searches through the city for
Speaker 7: the strange story waiting for him.
Speaker 1: The doctor might be means you from Hollywood