Speaker 1: Welcome to our four thousand, nine hundred and fiftieth episode
special from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Grant.
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Speaker 1: To a series that we've visited a few times, the
only ones on the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio.
It has also featured on the Amazing World of Radio
and even on the Old Time Radio Snack Wagon. The
series Proudly We Hailed had a very long and twisting
history during which it had multiple hosts. It had a
period where it was fifteen minutes long, and it had
a period where it was half an hour long. It
was produced sometimes in New York, sometimes in Hollywood. Today
we're turning to an era of the program that we've
not visited. The program began with C. P. McGregor, the
prolific radio producer, as the host of the program, but
in late nineteen fifty the series shifted to New York,
with Lee Tracy serving as host of the series and
also star of most episodes, including today. The original air
date on this one is October twenty ninth, nineteen fifty
and the title is follow that man.
Speaker 3: Proudly we hail, no for another.
Speaker 4: Proudly we Hail one of radio's outstanding traumatic half hours,
starring Lee Tracy, and presented transcribed by Your Army and
Your Air Force from Radio City, New York. Here is
your host and star on Proudly we Hail, the distinguished
Broadway stage screen and radio star Lee Tracy.
Speaker 5: Thank you Kenneth bang Hard, and hello everyone, welcome again
to Proudly we Hail. You're really going to enjoy this program.
It's all about a private eye.
Speaker 6: You know.
Speaker 5: I'm anxious to begin the play, so I'll be back
in just a moment after a few words from Ken Banghart.
Speaker 4: Highly important words too, Lee, Your Army and your Air
Force need men and women right now, and if you volunteer,
you'll have your own choice of a number of fields.
So why don't you visit your nearest Army and Air
Force recruiting station today and now, Lee, our audience is
eager to hear what a private eye does how we operate.
Speaker 5: Don't believe me, Ken, This particular investigator certainly gets into
some mighty tight spots. But well, you know, us private
eyes never a dull moment in our lives.
Speaker 4: With our star Lee Tracy in the role of Clint Flint,
your Army and your Air Force present the proudly we
hail production of Follow that Man.
Speaker 5: Clint Flint's the name occupation, Private Eye. Midland City is
my beach. The city is peaceful and quiet and dull.
At a rainy Monday afternoon. My office is in the
cellar of the Parker Building looks out on a panmoraic
view of the furnace. I never get tired of that view.
It means something to me. Only I've never been able
to figure out what my girl Friday is. Myrtle Lush.
You just heard her sweet spirited laughter a couple of
seconds ago. Myrtle's a cute kid, plenty smart. I wouldn't
be in business without her. Like I said, cute kid.
The case I'm going to tell you about I call
the Blue Goose Caper. It all started the day she
showed up. I remember, I was sitting in my office
looking out of the furnace thinking things over when Myrtle
gently intruded upon my thoughts. Myrtle, how many times have
I told you not to use the coal shoot so
much fun. There wouldn't be someone out there to see me,
would there?
Speaker 7: Yes, it's a woman, and she said she had to
see you right away.
Speaker 5: Well what does she look like? All right? Send her in?
After Murdle went out, I sat there alone for a moment,
thinking about things, my eyes on the furnace. That's how
it was when she walked into my life and my business.
You meet a lot of people, all kinds. I was
used to that sort of thing, but when our eyes
found each other and locked, everything changed for me. Skin
like curdled yogurt, tawny hair, with a faint smell of
burnt ashes, eyes pink and searching. It's difficult to describe
those first impressions. They seared their way deep into me
time stood there and waited for us to catch up. Strange,
maddening creature that she was. She was the first to
break the silence.
Speaker 7: Hey are you one of them? Seeing noise?
Speaker 5: I'm Clint Flint, private operator at your service. Won't you
sit down?
Speaker 7: Miss lam Rod McGee is the name? You got quite
a layout here.
Speaker 6: It serves nice view too.
Speaker 5: I can see that we understand each other.
Speaker 7: That's the way I am understanding.
Speaker 5: How can I help you, miss McGhee.
Speaker 7: Haha, call me flam Clint.
Speaker 5: All right, Flam, what's the caper?
Speaker 7: You make it hard for a girl to breathe Clint,
My brother Ram is missing. I'm scared. I'm scared, way
down deep inside. I have a feeling.
Speaker 5: Suppose you just give me the whole thing right from
the beginning.
Speaker 7: Well, it's kind of hard to know where to start.
Ram is not a bad boy. Heigh strung, I gets
you'd call him. He had a run in with the
law a few years back with throwing an old lady
down a flight of stairs. He was just at that age.
Speaker 5: You know, sure you can't help boysh enthusiasmic.
Speaker 7: Well, Ram learned his lesson, and when he got off
for good behavior, you never saw such a sweet girl.
He didn't try to throw anybody downstairs for a long time.
But then then he got mixed up with the crowd.
Speaker 5: The crowd flying, Yeah, the.
Speaker 7: Big boys at that classy nightclub li Rookery Charmont.
Speaker 5: The place got on Grove and Vine.
Speaker 7: Yeah, that's the joint. Anyhow, Big Nick Splotch took a
liking to Ram. Nick runs the place. Well, to make
it short, it wasn't long before Ram was a part
of the crowd. Overnight he changed. He threw another old
lady downstairs and went out to live at the racetrack.
I heard he was doing a lot of gambling and
losing heavy. And one of the boys told me he
owed Big Nick ten Gee's and Nick was kind of sore. Well,
that crowd of the rookery place for keeps, and something
Ram said that night made me feel like they were
going out to get him.
Speaker 5: What was that, Flam?
Speaker 7: He said, Big Nick's going to ventilate me if I
don't pay up the dough I owe him.
Speaker 5: Flam. Have you gone to the police.
Speaker 7: Yeah, what could they do?
Speaker 5: Smart girl? I don't like it. I don't like any
of it. Now, think hard. What time was it Tuesday
night that you saw him?
Speaker 7: Eight o'clock on the button?
Speaker 5: Are you sure?
Speaker 6: You sure?
Speaker 5: Don't lie to me, Flam. I can't do anything for
you if you try to hide things. Now, what time
was it?
Speaker 7: Well, all right, it was to rate.
Speaker 5: That's better. If you want me to find your brother,
don't try to cover up for it.
Speaker 7: I know, but it's not easy to say these things.
Speaker 5: Listen, Flam. I want you to go home and get
a good night's sleep. You'll feel a whole lot better tomorrow.
In the meantime, I'll do a little nosing around.
Speaker 7: You mean you'll take the case.
Speaker 5: Yep, that's just what I mean.
Speaker 7: But I'm broke.
Speaker 5: Never mind about that. Now, just leave your address and
phone number with myrtle. I'll get in touch with your
as soon as I can track down a couple of leaps.
Speaker 7: You may look like a dumb lug, but you sure
got a good heart.
Speaker 5: After she'd gone, I sat there alone in the growing darkness,
looking out at the furnace. After a while, I got
out of fifth of milk and poured myself four straight fingers.
I took a neat well I'd made my decision. I
knew a lot of heads might fall before I was through.
It might even mean curtains for Clint Flint. But this
was my kind of case. I left my car at
the corner of Congrave and walked slowly west forward Dickinson.
It was a dark, muddy night with a smell of rain.
With my snap brim hat pulled low over my eyes,
I took the wrong turn suddenly found myself back at
my car again. I shrugged my wide shoulders and figured
if it was going to be like that, all right,
I can play it on the cuff. Two five minutes later,
I walked into l rookery. Charma, your minds are barn
like place full of glass blocks with pronium plated cigarette girls.
There's a lot of class caters to the distaff side.
I ambled up to the padded barn quickly sized up
the situation. There are only a couple there, But seated
at the far end of the bar, all by yourself
was Big Nick's girl Strager. We'd known each other in
the fourth grade. I walked over and sat down on
the stool beside her.
Speaker 2: What ll it be?
Speaker 5: Mac, double milk on the rocks? Oh?
Speaker 2: What?
Speaker 5: He hello? Little Clint Flint and so Hi Strager. Haw's trick.
Speaker 7: I haven't seen him in months.
Speaker 5: And let's not get personal.
Speaker 6: Hi, Honey, this luck bother you.
Speaker 5: Nikki. Nah, he's just puzzling through his ears.
Speaker 8: He got something on your mind, Flint? Or is this
a purely social visit?
Speaker 3: A little of both.
Speaker 6: Nick, there was something on your mind that would have
to be little play.
Speaker 5: It for laughs, Neck, That's what I like.
Speaker 7: Plenty of laughs all around.
Speaker 6: Shut up, stugger, All right, what do you want to
make it fast?
Speaker 5: And it'd be quieter in your office, wouldn't it.
Speaker 8: So now we've got to have quiet a you know,
as a matter of fact, it would be quieter, much
quieter right this way, mister Flint.
Speaker 5: This was beginning to get interesting. There was tension in
the air. I could see it flickering through Stregger's long
green hair. I could see it rippling and big Nick's
bulging shoulders that I followed him cat footing down a
dimly lit hallway. We came to a big, heavy door
on the left hand side. It was mark private. Go carefully, Flint,
a small voice worn, Go carefully.
Speaker 6: Go right in, Fats Killer, come in here.
Speaker 5: Fats and the Killer were two of the largest ugliest
torpedoes I'd ever set eyes on. They looked mean too.
I realized I'd have a soft pedal my approach if
I wanted to get out of this place in one piece.
Wouldn't pay to be too direct now. The best attack
would be a subtle flanking movement.
Speaker 6: You were saying, mister Flint.
Speaker 5: I wasn't saying, Nick. I was asking, what do you
know about the disappearance of Ram McGee? Who's Ram McGee,
you're lying and I know it.
Speaker 6: That's killer. Would you be so good as to take
care of mister flint for me?
Speaker 5: They led me down and narrow, dimly lit hallway toward
a door at the far end. I knew I'd have
to play this one close to the chest. These babies
were rough. They meant business. You came to the door,
SATs opened it and pushed me out ahead of it.
I saw her on the back porch. Before me. There
was a long wooden stairway leading down into a courtyard
filled with ash cans. This was no time to await development.
This was a time for action. I moved fast, tore
my arm away from fats and grab freeze neck. After
a while, I pulled myself out of an ash can.
My head hurt. There was a taste of melon rind
and my mouth. When I got the melon rind out,
I felt much better. I brushed myself off, picked up
my hat and pulled it low over my eyes. Then
I went out to the street and the limped slowly
north and Gavin Road. No one had to tell me
I was onto something big. The pieces were all there, true,
some of them didn't quite fit, but the outline of
the pattern were becoming clearer. It was big, big, and dirty.
I tooled along on Sebastian heading knees to kept working
the whole thing over my mind. I knew despite everything,
I was making progress. I knew too, I had to
be awfully careful from here on in setting it up
like a chess problem. I could see certain ramifications. When
I came to Gramercy, I turned left onto the racetrack road.
A few minutes later, dim the lights pulled up one
hundred feet away from the racetrack station. The stadium stood
huge and silent and empty against the night sky. I
got out of the car, sticking close to the shadows,
made my way toward the main entrance. All around the
stadium there ran a wire fence about ten feet high.
I realized it could be only one way to get in.
I backed off about twenty feet from the fence. I
got set and spurted forward. At the right instant, I leaped.
After I had gotten up, brushed myself off. I knew
there had to be another way. I limped on. In
a few seconds. I came to the main entrance. Once inside,
I stopped, let my eyes become accustomed to the darkness.
Suddenly the hair went up on the back of my neck.
I knew I wasn't alone. Someone was in the passageway
with me. I stood motionless, frozen, not moving a muscle.
The chips were down. I steeled myself to wait, to
keep calm. It was a vague, vague something moving ahead
of me. I sprang forward in a dive.
Speaker 3: Oh.
Speaker 5: I got up and brushed myself off again. Already in
my mind there was a faint glimmer of light, intangible, yes,
but it was growing. Five minutes later I found what
I had known must be there by the betting windows.
Enough light came in so I could see him, sitting
in a chair tilted against the wall. His head dropped
forward on his chest soundlessly. I edged closer to him.
My reasoning had been right. Everything fitted into place. It
was now or never. I got set and plunged forward.
When I was over, got to my feet slowly. He
put up a terrific fight. Now he lay motionless. I
reached down. I grabbed him by the shoulders, and I
hauled him up right, got him onto my back and
headed for the main entrance. I knew this wasn't a
healthy place. To stay, but I'd better get out and
get out quick. There wasn't much time left. Lee.
Speaker 4: We're really getting a bang out of your portrayal of
Clint Flint, the glint in all American private eyes. We'll
be looking forward to the second act of follow that
man in just a moment. Right now, however, I like
all of our audience to join me for a brief
but very serious message. It's to the men and women
of the medical profession. As you've dotless heard over the
year before, your United States Army and your United States
Air Force need physicians, dentists, nurses, and other medical personnel,
and as we all know, both services always go all
out to provide the very highest standards of care. So
you doctors, dentists, nurses, dietitians, therapists, veterinarians who volunteer now
will not only receive extra benefits, but at the same
time will also be serving your country when needed. Most
write or wire the Surgeon General of the United States
Army or the Surgeon General of the United States Air Force.
Speaker 3: In Washington, d C.
Speaker 4: Today you are listening to proudly we hail and now
for the second act with your star Lee Tracy, as
Clint Flint in the proudly we hail production of follow
that man.
Speaker 7: Miss McGee is here, mister Flint, All right, Channerin does
nothing ever?
Speaker 6: Go home?
Speaker 5: I don't know she lives here. Sit down, Flam.
Speaker 7: What's it all about?
Speaker 5: It's about Ram?
Speaker 3: Ram? Who your brother?
Speaker 5: Ram?
Speaker 3: Oh?
Speaker 6: That lug?
Speaker 5: Look here, Flam. You did want me to find him?
Didn't brace yourself? Flam? I've found your brother?
Speaker 2: Holy cow?
Speaker 7: Is he in one piece?
Speaker 5: More or less? He put up a terrific fight. Didn't
want to come with me because he was scared, But
I brought him along anyway. Where you got him in
that closet?
Speaker 7: Well, get him out. Let's have a look at him.
Speaker 5: Sit right where you are, and don't be afraid, afraid
of what of anything that frightens you. I'll see that
no harm comes to you.
Speaker 7: Are you gonna take Ram out of that closet?
Speaker 5: Patience, my dear? Tie him up and gagging? Now, listen, Ram,
your sister's here, so you can just relax. Nobody's gonna
hurt you. Old still, will I cut these cords?
Speaker 2: Uh?
Speaker 5: Gag? Okay, fella, come on out and say hello to Flam.
Where who's that? What your brother, Ram A card That
ain't my brother, Ram, That ain't anybody's brother. Ram.
Speaker 7: I'm getting naughty. You awaken a girl.
Speaker 5: Cut that out.
Speaker 6: I'm gonna have you thrown in jail.
Speaker 3: I want to cop.
Speaker 5: What's your name? You pulling down?
Speaker 6: Let me on me? Sit still?
Speaker 2: Now?
Speaker 5: What's your name?
Speaker 6: My name is Matt Weavin.
Speaker 5: Now you let me go quiet down? What were you
doing out of that racetrack?
Speaker 6: What was I doing?
Speaker 5: What was I well?
Speaker 6: That's where I wait the night watchman.
Speaker 3: You're lying?
Speaker 6: You're crazy?
Speaker 5: Oh don't you ever learn? I don't want to make
this tough for you, but you're gonna talk if I
have to choke the life out of here. You understand,
all right? Now, let's have it from the beginning.
Speaker 2: When do you want?
Speaker 5: Where's Ram Maghee? Where is he?
Speaker 2: How shit?
Speaker 5: I now?
Speaker 2: I never heard of him?
Speaker 3: You let me out here, not till your talk.
Speaker 2: I ain't done nothing wrong. I don't know know Ram McGee.
Speaker 1: And when I get out of here, I'm gonna go
to a company.
Speaker 2: Have you thrown in jail?
Speaker 5: Okay, that's the way you want to play ball, Scram,
but just remember I won't be responsible. You're hiding what
you know, and when it catches up to you, I
won't be there to give you a hand. It's too
big for you to play alone. I could have made
it worth your while. Now scram get out of here.
I ever see you around again, I'll forget how my gentleman,
I sat there alone in the office, going over the
whole thing from the very beginning. True elements of confusion
still remain, but I knew with absolute certainty that only
one made your piece was missing from the puzzle. When
I had that, I had everything. I knew now where
I would find it. The risk was doubled, but once committed,
I could not retreat. L Rookery Charmond was my destination
once again. I sat in a padded barroom, Streger next
to me. Haven't I seen you around someplace? Yeah, Streger,
I guess you have. I knew I couldn't forget a
face like that. Taunts won't get you anywhere. Streger. You're
a pretty sharp tomato, but you can play it a
little bit too close to the back board. I can strega.
I want you to answer me one question. Where's Ram McGee?
I don't know where is he? Look, what do you
got to gain? By clamming up. You play straight with
me and I'll see that you get a break. Oh
that's wonderful, lover boy, Why don't you go home to
I'm trying to be nice about this. I'm sure you are,
just because you're want to be your back again. I
get around Nick.
Speaker 6: Maybe you'd like to go where it's quiet again.
Speaker 5: That might not be a bad idea this time. I
think Straga had better come along.
Speaker 6: Stregga, you come too.
Speaker 8: We're all going where we can be real nice and quiet.
Speaker 5: I followed them down the narrow, dimly lit hallway to
the door mark Private. There was something very familiar about
the whole scene, but I couldn't quite put my finger
on it. This I realized it would be for high
stakes winner take all. It was now or never.
Speaker 2: I'm right in.
Speaker 5: I'm gonna be quiet in the corner.
Speaker 3: Is that all right? Now?
Speaker 5: Sure?
Speaker 6: You can be quiet any place you want. Can't see Clinton.
Speaker 5: That'll depend on a lot of things.
Speaker 6: Excuse me a second. That's a killer. Come on in here, okay, boys, Ah,
you were saying.
Speaker 5: Clint, just this, I want you to come around with I.
Speaker 6: Think you've met Fats and Killer.
Speaker 5: I've seen him around Hi, sit.
Speaker 6: Boy, Okay, well.
Speaker 5: Listening, I don't want to take up too much of
your time. I I just want the answer to one question.
Speaker 6: Well, it doesn't seem too hard to take. What's the question?
Speaker 5: Don't make it difficult for all of us? Where's ram My? Gee?
Speaker 6: You know I swear you said in that chair and
asked me that before.
Speaker 5: Don't hedge. I want it straight. That's the way I
like it. Well, where is it here? That's more like it.
Speaker 3: Go on?
Speaker 5: You know where he is?
Speaker 8: You killer, Trump double you boys, show mister Flint out.
Speaker 6: The game's over.
Speaker 2: They lighted a pleasure.
Speaker 5: I'll be seeing you any time, boy, anytime at all.
Speaker 6: Everything on the home.
Speaker 5: They let me down the narrow dimly let the hallway
toward a door I knew i'd seen before. They pushed
me out on the back porch. A long flight of
wooden stairs dropped away before me to a courtyard filled
with ash cans. I knew this scene, if only I
could place it. This was no time for thought, however,
this was a time to act and fast. I pulled
back away from them, pure, my arm free from Killer's grasp,
swung sharply on the balls of my feet, flashed out
with my right, with everything I had behind it. After
a while, I pride myself flew from me ash can
I had somehow become tangled with There was a taste
of ashes in my mouth, but after I'd spit them out,
I felt better. I picked up my snap brim hat,
pulled it low over my eyes. After brushing myself off,
I limped slowly out to the street. Dawn was just
beginning to color the sky. A lot had happened this night,
A lot I'd never forget. It had been a long
night and a rough one, but everything fitted together, everything
was in its place. I had the answer at last.
It was the next morning. I sat in my office,
looking out at the furnace, waiting for the hands of
the clock to reach ten. I'd made up my mind
I wouldn't call her before that. She needed her sleep
and I needed to do some thinking. The whole thing was,
in one sense fantastically simple, in another most complex. I
worked it over in my mind, looking at it from
all angles. Then it was ten o'clock. I picked up
the phone, dialed her.
Speaker 7: Number, Vanillie's Bowling Alley.
Speaker 5: Lamb hich this this Clinton flam.
Speaker 7: Oh Clint Good morning, Clint. How are you feeling today?
Speaker 5: I'll do flam. I got some news for you. I
don't want you to get excited, but I'm onto something big.
Speaker 3: See.
Speaker 7: That's well, Clint. I always knew you'd make good. What's
it all about?
Speaker 5: I don't think it'll be long before I know exactly
where your brother is.
Speaker 7: You want to speak to him?
Speaker 2: Big to who?
Speaker 7: My brother Ram? He's right here, showed up bright and
early this morning.
Speaker 5: What where was He went down to.
Speaker 7: Atlantic City for a few days. Said he had a
nice time too.
Speaker 5: I knew that was it. If he'd stayed there another day,
i'd a found him. Sure, what do you want to
find him for?
Speaker 7: Clint? When he's right here.
Speaker 5: Let's put all that behind this flam. We can forget
if we try hard, we can. What how about lunch?
We'll talk it over. See.
Speaker 7: I'm sorry, Clint, I can't. I'm getting married today. How
about tomorrow?
Speaker 5: Getting married?
Speaker 2: Who?
Speaker 5: Who's a lucky guy?
Speaker 7: Big Nicked Blatch. I'm gonna be missus, Big Nick. Do
you know him? He's an awful nice guy.
Speaker 5: I sat there for a long long time after that,
seeing nothing, not even the furnace. I felt like I'd
been hitting the teeth with a lotus cement. Nothing made
any sense anymore. She'd meant everything, and now she was
gone out of my life forever. Well, a guy in
my business should know better. In the fall for a dame,
I always did learn the hard way, but I knew
deep down things would never be quite the same. What
is it, Myrtle is a woman to see you, mister Flint?
A woman? What does she look like? Sender in sender in.
Speaker 4: Slee many thanks for making all of his laugh and
congratulations on being a private eye.
Speaker 3: You know that Clint Flint was quite a boy.
Speaker 5: Well, Canna was a lot of fun. But I'm sure
that all of us realize that the real life private
eyes do a wonderful job and service. And speaking of service,
you have a message of real importance.
Speaker 4: Well, we've had our laugh with Clint Flint, ladies and gentlemen,
but right now I'd like to get in a few
serious words. Let's face it, building up the defense of
our nation isn't an easy job. You can do your
part by joining the United States Army. For instance, You
young men can have a choice of several branches if
you volunteer immediately engineers, armor, infantry, artillery, take your choice.
Ask your nearest US Army and US Air Force Recruiting
station for full details. Today this has been another program
on Proudly we Hail, presented in cooperation with this station
by your Army and your Air Forcedly we Hail stars
Lee Tracy. Supporting mister Tracy in the cast were Miriam Wolf,
Patricia Hustley, Helen Christian, Jo DeSantis, Jack Jason, and Bill Lipton.
Follow That Man was written by Dewittcup The music was
composed and conducted by John Guaneri. Proudly we Hail, as
directed by Charles Wilkes. This is Kenneth Banghart speaking and
here again is your host and star Lee Tracy.
Speaker 5: We hope you'll be with us next week for another
Proudly we Hail presentation. It's entitled Concerto and it's a
touching romantic story together with some wonderful music.
Speaker 2: Go bye, welcome back.
Speaker 4: Well.
Speaker 1: Lee Tracy was doing his best at parodying Sam Spade,
and I think that there are elements of parody both
of the radio program as well as the film, particularly
when he went into that hole tell me the truth thing,
and she admitted it was eight ten rather than eight o'clock,
and this was an episode that had some funny moments.
I thought it was kind of cute when they had
the bridge game breakout. I do think there's a sense
in which there really wasn't enough comedic or blot material
to keep this at a high quality.
Speaker 2: For a whole half hour.
Speaker 1: It felt like it could have been a sketch from
a radio comedy series or even a fifteen minute program
and held up a bit better, but still I thought
it was though that had its moments. Now we'll talk
a little bit about Lee Tracy here. Tracy had a
fascinating career, beginning on Broadway and then coming into film
during the pre code era. Probably the greatest recognition of
his career would come in nineteen sixty five when he
was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor
for his performance in The Best Man. He also would
become a radio private eye, although we don't have much
record of it, as he was actually the last actor
to play Martin Kin on the radio. He also did
play him on television, of course, in the fourth season
of that series, and you can find a few episodes
with Lee Tracy available, but sadly, as is the case
with the rest of the Martin Kain Radio cannon, none
of the radio episode survive. Now it's time to thank
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