Speaker 1: BBS Radio Mystery Theater presents, come in.
Speaker 2: Welcome.
Speaker 1: I'm e. G.
Speaker 3: Marshall.
Speaker 4: Do you believe in predestination? Are you convinced as many
people are, that the real science of the stars is
not astronomy but astrologers. And even if you are not
wholly persuaded, do you find that you turn by habit
to glance at the daily horoscope in your favorite newspaper.
Supposing just supposing that, like Amanda Amherst Sole, owner of a.
Speaker 1: Chain of newspapers from coast to coast.
Speaker 4: Left to her by her famous husband, and that you
turn to Ethel Nixon's astrological column for the day and
read the following score field.
Speaker 3: This is a bad day for you. Your sudden death is imminent.
Be sure to put all your affairs in order. You
cannot escape the inevitability of the stars. It is a
hard prediction to face, but it can only be justified
out of what you've done to deserve it. Then, way
out of their minds, that shaking little mouse ethels writing
a bomb like this, she'll scare twenty five thousand people
out of their wits or made. It's a laughing stock. E.
This is Amanda amist put me through to the managing editor. Oh,
come on, come on, Adam, it's Amanda. I want the
press to stop, hold all deliveries and do everything you
can to get our first run off the stands. Why
just read Ethel Nixon's column for today and you'll see.
I'm on my way down there now. And when I
find out what's going on, heads are going to roll,
and brother, none of them will be mine.
Speaker 4: Our mystery drama Death in the Stars was written especially
for the Mystery theater by Ian Martin and stars Kim Hunter.
It is sponsored in part by Buick Motor Division and
Contact the twelve Hour Cold Capsules. I'll be back shortly
with that one. Amanda Amherst before her marriage to Ralph Amherst,
Amanda Hale, the country's most beautiful model, A reigning beauty, then,
a reigning beauty now a woman who defies the encroachment
of age, a woman one who controls an empire and
everyone under her. Swede who wears a velvet glove so
that few are conscious of the iron hand. Amanda Amherst,
the grieving widow who has never remarried. Complex, adorable, kind, generous, difficult,
and evil.
Speaker 1: A woman.
Speaker 4: Perhaps only her daughter Timid retiring Nancy knows completely.
Speaker 3: I've hated my mother ever since I was seven. For
thirteen years, I have wanted her dead. But I've been
scared of her too, so all I could do was sanitize.
I'll never forget the morning a famous horoscope turned up,
not that I ever saw it with my own eyes. Actually,
I didn't know what the fuss was all about. I
was just scared because of my own clumsiness and thanking
my lucky stars time enough not to get my head
beat in the way things were between mother and me
by that point, I just couldn't have taken it. I
just slipped back into the apartment in time as it was,
because she was screaming for me. Nancy, Nancy, Yes, yeah, yes, mother.
Did you see my copy of the Post Journal? Oh
you have it. I just wanted to grass at the headline.
Give it to me. If you also check fel Nixon's predictions.
Oh you know, I don't believe in that. No, I didn't.
Why that mousey little nobody presented me with a real
shocker under my astrological sign this morning. The gist of
it was that I marked for death at any moment.
What or you don't believe that? Mother? Of course I don't.
I think it's someone's ideas. I'm a cob joke. I
might have thought you were the culp which such as
much as you despise and hate me, you haven't the
temperament of the know how. I'm not so sure of
your boyfriend Adam. However, he's not my boyfriend anymore. You
took care of that. I don't intend to quarrel with you.
I have enough to do to pin down who this
practical joker is. Who is going to bring a sizeable
portion of our circulation down about our ears? What do
you mean, Nancy? Naturally, I was not named specifically. It
just said that anyone born under the sign of Score
up here was marched for imminent debt, it would be
the laughing stock of the trade. Lord knows what suits, letters,
threats will follow. I've gotta get down there right away.
I just can't believe Edzel is responsible for this, and
once I satisfy myself of that, I'll find the real culprit,
and whoever it is had better be warned. I'm going
to crush them like a bug under my heel. That
is my mother as she really is. Aside, very few
people see, and when they do, she is a master,
or should I say mistress of covering up. Oh, she
did it with me about my father, even though I
heard what I heard was my own ears. But a
seven year old, half drugged in the early morning sleep
is easily persuaded. She didn't really hear, Amanda, when she
set herself to it to make purples and green or
orange blue. Even though I remember every word, she twisted
them to mean something else. This is what I thought
I heard. Oh, even after thirteen years, the words just
won't go away.
Speaker 4: And how anyone who's beautiful and vibrantly alive as you
are outside can be as cold and heartless inside?
Speaker 3: Eye am No, never again? U. I tried to satisfy
you once. I'm sorry it turned out to be a girl.
I'm sorry I gave you Nancy heaven nose. I didn't
want her, and neither did you. Ralph.
Speaker 1: That is not true, because it is.
Speaker 3: Boys or you want it. The male succession must be
preserved to keep the empire alive. Well, if you want
a son, go find some other wife to produce him
for you. You don't mean that, Oh, don't I I'm not
ruining my figure again for energy?
Speaker 4: How could you even suggest the possibility of divorce.
Speaker 3: Between my dear Ralph? Who even mentioned divorce?
Speaker 5: Oh?
Speaker 4: I don't want her an illegitimate son.
Speaker 3: Well, if you handle it right, and if it if
it matters in this day and age, who has to know?
Speaker 4: You just sit by quietly and see me have a.
Speaker 5: Er an affair with some other woman.
Speaker 3: You'd condone that, why not doesn't have to be done
in front of me. You'd pay her enough, and I'd
never have to know.
Speaker 1: You wouldn't be jealous, you wouldn't even care.
Speaker 3: Oh, come on, we're not children. If you're squeamish about it,
you could change it with test tubes or however you do.
It doesn't matter to me. I'm only trying to give
you what you want.
Speaker 2: What I want from you?
Speaker 4: Who is love and understanding?
Speaker 3: Why you have that I thought I had?
Speaker 4: Now I see how mistaken I.
Speaker 3: Was, But I'm not mistaken. I love you very.
Speaker 2: Much, Oh Amanda.
Speaker 1: You love me for my money, my position.
Speaker 3: And your power is that. I love most of ' all,
but not me, Ralph. I'm tired.
Speaker 5: I wanna get my sleep from your beauty.
Speaker 2: Sleep of course, you don't want.
Speaker 3: Me to remain beautiful.
Speaker 4: And young for you, Amanda, you will always, forever and
as long as I live, remain the most beautiful woman
in the world for me.
Speaker 3: But don't you believe it. Beauty is natural only a
short while, and then it becomes art. No artists.
Speaker 4: I don't suppose you're gonna understand what I have to say.
But up until a very short time ago, I thought
I was a man with everything you are, dearest, I
am a man with nothing a man to What.
Speaker 3: Does that mean? Just because I won't go through another
nine months of being sick and ugly on the chance
I'll provide you with a male office.
Speaker 5: If you love me, you wouldn't.
Speaker 3: Very children has nothing to do with love.
Speaker 5: If you love me, it could have if you want
the child, our child.
Speaker 3: I don't need your image, Ralph, I have you.
Speaker 1: Oh, as long as I live, you'll always have me.
Speaker 3: Now what does that peculiar tone of voice and tragic
inflection mean to suggest.
Speaker 2: That you don't love me? And I see now that
you never really did.
Speaker 3: Oh, don't be ridiculous.
Speaker 4: Oh no, no, I don't intend to be anymore.
Speaker 3: Oo. I lay there shivering in bed. I loved my
father so much, and I didn't see how mother, whom
I loved just as much, could hurt him like that.
And then suddenly I was crying and crying til I
couldn't stop, just just falling like a baby, until Mother
was there, holding me in her arms and soothing me
and washing away the hurts I thought, except that all
she was saying was lie, live life, my baby. You
just didn't understand. Why should you, a little seven year old.
Don't you know I'd do anything for your father, that
I love him just as much as you, But you
seem you know it's hard your explained, dear, You're my
one baby, and you're all I want. Don't you ever
think that I don't? And you never I tell you, You
never let me say anything else.
Speaker 4: I had found what I wanted to think deeply, and
flying a plane gave me enough alonness to find out
whose perspective was right or wrong.
Speaker 1: Was being brought up as.
Speaker 4: William Ander's son spoiled by for me by giving me
everything on a silver plaet. Then when I took over
the colossus of newspapers, radio and TV stations, the apartments
in Paris and London, the townhouse in New York and
the great Mansion of Molnore peninsulaly ends with bank account time.
Speaker 2: I never had to want for anything. Amanda Blake came along.
Speaker 4: Then she met a more than me than anything like
until the other thing came up.
Speaker 1: For once to see.
Speaker 5: I'm a excited.
Speaker 6: Yes, oh no, no, is there a mister AMers there?
Speaker 3: H no, no he's not. How did you get this number?
Speaker 6: It's a mister t I sort of worked for him.
Speaker 3: I mean, is this missus am Yes?
Speaker 6: Oh see, I I hope I didn't wake up.
Speaker 3: Oh no, no, of course not. I'm always awake. And
it's my best at six efteen a m Who is this?
Oh well?
Speaker 6: And this is Ethel Nixon, the astrologer.
Speaker 3: You know.
Speaker 6: Look what the voice of your tomorrow. It's my column
syndicated your husband's newspapers, you know. And I wanted now
I simply not to speak him a drammard. I mean
your husband.
Speaker 3: Yes, uh h, I suppose I can take a message
for him.
Speaker 6: Can you get into him quickly to beg him and
not to beg any airth in fites in the next
two days?
Speaker 3: Well, I don't think he's planned to Why I Oh, he.
Speaker 6: Would be so complex to explain. He's a Taurus, and
as I'm sure you know, and a frightening set of
coincidences or arising through his ruling house and the descendants
he of his particular star. Oh, dear, I bet he.
It's much too complicated to explain. But he's in terrible danger.
That's why I called in danger.
Speaker 3: From what I don't understand.
Speaker 6: Well, of course it would be difficult for you, but
it is absolutely bite over him. Not to move out
of his own element, certainly of all things.
Speaker 3: And not to be in the air or fly. Why not?
Speaker 6: Because it is very fal to me that it can't
be dis asked for him.
Speaker 3: I was shaken to the court, aroused for many reasons,
not the least of which was his brother Joseph's reaction.
Speaker 5: If I wanna try out and ask for a god
with some.
Speaker 3: Ju just no, stop being melodramatic, Joe. That's not gonna
help anything, or you can sit.
Speaker 5: Calmly by you. You you had nothing to worry about.
Speaker 3: For God's sake.
Speaker 5: I just lost my hunt or gained an empire. I
can't believe it, my own brother, and you left you everything.
Speaker 3: That isn't true You still have your editor's job and
the journal world and a tax free income that should
more than keep you in nicker and women. To name
a spade a spade.
Speaker 5: You criticize my lifestyle, what about you? You're worse. At
least they give satisfaction in return.
Speaker 2: For the money.
Speaker 5: I swear Alf died because of you.
Speaker 3: Oh, you're drunk. I don't know what you're saying. Well,
I'm drunk enough.
Speaker 5: To say what I have to say. You killed Ralph.
You're his murderer.
Speaker 3: That's a contemptible thing to say.
Speaker 5: The man all you ever loved was one he represented,
and you wanted it all for yourself, and now you've
got it.
Speaker 3: Ralph died in a plane.
Speaker 4: All right, But there was nothing wrong with that plane.
You betrayed him somehow, some way.
Speaker 5: I don't know how.
Speaker 4: There's only one way my brother could have died in
his plane.
Speaker 5: Either somebody will be trapped it or he crashed it deliberately.
He wanted to die, Get out, get out of my house.
Speaker 3: He destroyed me for a little and drunken and weakening,
brother Joe to dare to talk about Ralph and me
like that, But he disappeared to help and out of
my mind, But it showed me most about Ralph's death
was Ethel Nixon. How could she have known about Ralph
before he How could she have known? That's why, thirteen
years later today, reading her prediction in my own newspaper,
I could feel the shadow of death across my mouth.
I was conditioned to believe that my doom had been sealed,
unless some way, somehow it it was only someone's idea
of a joke.
Speaker 4: Is there an escape for Amanda Amherst? Is her fate
sealed already? Do the stars wheeling in the heavens fixed
for that infinitechal moment in time when we as infants
first cry out that we are alive and born, control
another fleeking moment of conjunction which brings.
Speaker 1: Us death our return shortly with that too.
Speaker 4: For thirteen years, Missus Ralph Amherst has been one of
the great legends of her time. After her husband's death,
Amanda has ruled with an iron hand the empire will
to her, and miraculously, at least in appearance, kept her
use and her radiant beauty.
Speaker 1: She has been supremely secure in her power until.
Speaker 4: Shortly before a stunning public announcement in her own key paper.
Better days were numbered? But who or what was responsible
for it?
Speaker 1: How did it appear?
Speaker 3: Oh? But you couldn't. You surely couldn't believe for one minute,
missus Emmonston, that I would ever reveal such a terrible
prediction about anyone, particularly about you, even if it were true.
You did once about my husband mistakes, and that was true,
But that was different. In the first place, I had
read it in his horoscope. You haven't read it in Mineok.
I'll show you. I can show you a copy of
today's paper, just two pages after we editoile h. Yeah,
see you can read it for yourself. Let me see
score up hill today? Maybe a disturbing day. Or keep
your head and be a good heart, keep family affairs
in order to check your impost and all will turn
out well financially, will benefit great thing. Oh, mis see
this is a city edition. Have a look at mine,
the early one. Is this the one you read over
the phone? Is it just seems impoblished? What missie, no,
wonder you gasp? But this this is the same as
you just read what I wrote to be published? What
give me there there that you're write someone's up to
dukes and games? Around here, and when I find out
who we now, maybe you were well, you know, half
a sleep and it was sort of a dream. And look, uh,
wait a minute, this isn't my paper, the one I
read this morning? How do you know? And they'll try
not to be any more of a pin brain than
you are. My copy is rushed to me as publisher,
delivered by hand on my and start the press. Well then,
I don't know, but I have a couple of ideas,
starting with my not so loving daughter, Nancy. I'd better
get home and see her right away. I just want
to know what you're up to, Nancy, what you're trying
to prove. I'm not trying to prove anything. Mother. You
admit you switch newspapers on me this morning. I didn't
switch them. I pros you what happened a night fill
cock and bull story about filling coffee and cream over
the paper and dumping it into the garbage and tearing
downstairs to the drug store to get a fresh coffee.
Oh really, you can do better than that, But that's Rove.
Why all the front about a little coffee spilled on
the morning newspapers? Look, I knew the paper was important
to you. Somehow, I said, here, you're screaming in the
study about something wrong, so you were coming right in
and straighten it up, And I, well, well, one edition
of a paper is just like another one, isn't it,
except when someone like me is shaking and stupid enough
to get it all gummed up with coffee? I said, Oh,
I just couldn't spend having you on me again, mother,
not these days on you. Oh you know what I mean?
Come so strong out. I just hope I could avoid
any kind of another running with you. Throw out? Have
you to add him up to some crazy schemes? How
mu should I say? To get back at me for
what wasn't my fault? You can be damn well sure
that Adam and I are not up to anything. You
successfully squashed that, did you too? Somehow? Gimmick that slug
in the astrology column this morning. I don't know what
they're talking about. Don't lie to me. I want to
know if you two have cooked up some scheme to
try to to drive me crazy. That was a special
paper this mon and that horoscope is only for me.
How did you manage it? I think you are crazy?
What when?
Speaker 6: Why?
Speaker 3: Know how newspapers are made well the man you trying
to steal from me? Does you mean the man you
spoiled for me? The one I loved? Oh, Noldam may
take as women as they come and may go, but
he wouldn't go in for any cheap scare stuff. As
managing editor. He's the only one who has the power
and the ability and the access to do it. Or
one other person who God you thought about him, to
which you think that some day he's gonna punish you
for what you did to my father. I would sorry
at the moment the woods were out of my mouth,
looking at a man who's face suddenly grow gray and old.
And then and then I wasn't sorry, And quickly it
was serene and beautiful again, and I remembered what I
had lost, and how she had taken him away from me. Oh,
and then it was easy to hate again. Terrible thing
to look into her daughter's eyes, know that hidden behind
the blank light stare is the daggerstroke of hate. If
I deserved it, I might be able to accept it somehow.
But since she's been seven years old, I'd been mother
and father to this child in my own way, and
then to have her turn on me and steal. I
was never a woman who could live without men, but
I never had to depend on them until the day
I met Adam Brook. I don't know. It was at
someone's place of the beach on a weekend, on a
weekend that was able to go out again. Doctor an
Hundriscoo had performed his third miracle on me, and bronzed
and sun greased. I know, even to my own critical eye,
and I looked at least fifteen years below my own age.
I was sure of it when Adam dropped down on
the sand beside me.
Speaker 4: Hello, whoever you are, likewise, whoever you are, Adam Brock.
Look if I tell you what I do, will you
sneer or find I'm beneath your notice?
Speaker 3: Well you're dealing and I'm nine down. You can't be
beneath my noteses. Why don't you give it a try?
Speaker 2: Oh uh, I'm a newspaper man night I write I do.
Speaker 3: Oh uh, just a debck cook for the weekend. Our
host likes an attractive layout.
Speaker 4: Yeah, look, I really don't like smart talk. I'll level
you are magnificence. Any man would make a pass at you.
I'm not so special, may I what sort of pass
the simplest and most honest dinner dancing. Maybe I have
a small boat. We could say, Uh, by daylight, I'm
here for two weeks vacation.
Speaker 2: How much of it will you let me spend with you?
Speaker 3: Oh, I don't know. Let's start with it sale tomorrow
morning and see how far that takes it. So it
took us pretty far. By the time we tied up
at the dark. Adam was in love with what he
thought I was. I was in love with a man,
and I should have met when he I don't know
when I was young enough for him, and I didn't
wanna lose anything yet, so I uh, I used my
maiden name, and I pulled strange are things to get
him an editorship at the Post Journal. I also made
sure that anyone who knew anything about our relationship kept
his navese tight, his shots about how, why, or who
his sponsors was. Her pair continued in New York into
until Nancy took it into her head to take literal
French leave from Paris and the Sorbon.
Speaker 2: Hello, this is mister Brock.
Speaker 5: Uh.
Speaker 4: I don't know my secretaries out for the moment, I'm
picking up Huh what Her.
Speaker 2: Daughter Oh, well, sure, I send her in her Uh
should I come out and get her? Oh, she's on
her way and already. Okay, No, no, it's fine. I
get along with kids. Fine. Uh. I guess I can
handle this one. Uh what's her name? Oh I I
I guess she's here.
Speaker 4: I come in, well, Nancy, I I didn't expect a
little girl like you to come and visit me.
Speaker 3: Oh you're the new managing editor of the Post Joannel.
Speaker 4: Uh oh yeah, yeah, yeah, I g I guess I
uh A, And and you your Amanda's daughter.
Speaker 5: That's right? All me?
Speaker 2: Who it's suh it's pretty nice.
Speaker 3: All Oh, I'm not that good. I mean I don't
buzz these vibrations right off the bat m normally. Uh
me either.
Speaker 2: And hey, he'd be surprised. How surprised I am?
Speaker 3: You uh wouldn't know about me.
Speaker 2: I guess you are Amanda's daughter?
Speaker 5: If you mean?
Speaker 3: Did I spring from her womb? Yes?
Speaker 5: Oh?
Speaker 3: Is uh is mother?
Speaker 5: No?
Speaker 2: No, she's on business in Chicago. Where did you turn
up from?
Speaker 3: I just got him from Paris and I'm five broken.
I'm hungry.
Speaker 4: Well, I can take care of the last one. It's
lunch time anyway. Le let's go to cheerios.
Speaker 2: I'll feed you feel better.
Speaker 3: Oh I feel Oh I hate to tell you how
good I feel. And you fed me all right.
Speaker 2: I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Speaker 3: Oh the food was great, but that doesn't matter. I
mean the line you fed me. I just I just
hope you minute.
Speaker 2: I didn't think I was feeding you alive.
Speaker 3: Oh, if you could have searched through Bartlet's fell the
perfect quotes you had him at him And then I
just knowing you all this long, why should I expect less?
By the time we got to this belonging, I was
his forever and it was the first thing that ever
happened to me since m childhood memories that gave me
a lust for life. I wasn't loud and knew just
what I wanted, and the best part of it was
I could feel he thought the same. Well, it didn't
tell mother in law to crooble me, And since I
put the bulls, I think I at least deserved some
notice when you decide to run out on your responsibilities. Mother,
I had had Europe, but to hear I wanted home,
all right, So I let you dump Europe, and I
gave you back your green pastures. All I ask is
you to stay out of mine. Maybe I'm dumb, mother,
but I'll the other out. Just leave any mail I
have staked out alone.
Speaker 5: What you heard me? Lay off?
Speaker 3: Adam? Adam, But he's young enough. Think they're all mind
his age. He's what I want. Adam's been mine for months, Nancy,
My well, what shall I say? Uh? Escort day and night,
bought and paid for You wanna buy used merchandise, Nancy,
particularly one of my second hand and lovers. I knew
Adam Morton's mind anymore. My daughter had stolen him from
me with the one weapon I didn't possess her youth.
But if I couldn't have him, she couldn't nobody could.
Speaker 4: A strange and tortuous story about a strange and tortuous woman.
Speaker 1: What is her true fate?
Speaker 4: Is she at last caught in her own web, her
past catching up with her to doom her as inexorably
as she had.
Speaker 1: Feeled the fate of others. There is still more of
the past to come.
Speaker 4: When I returned shortly with that three, Amanda amherst seemingly
ageless wielder of a kind of total power over the
destiny of others. Amanda Amherst a throwback to the feudal
queens and kings, absolute and impregnable. Is there any force
that can topple this woman from her drone? Was the
mysterious prediction that began this story valid in any way
supernatural or natural? Let's go back to Amanda to find out.
Speaker 3: After Nanci told me the truth, I decided to take
the bull by the horse. I went to Adam's office.
I told him not to announce me. I just walked away.
Speaker 4: Good morning, Adam, Oh Amanda, or perhaps now I know
just exactly who you are, I should say, missus Amherst
does be a child. I just recently discovered where you
and I are concerned, and that's approximately what I am.
Speaker 3: And that's a little below the belt. And there isn't
all that difference in years.
Speaker 2: There has to be if Nancy really is your daughter?
Speaker 3: Oh she is all right?
Speaker 2: What's the matter with her? She won't answer my phone calls.
Speaker 4: That butler and those two hulking footmen or her bodyguard
or whatever.
Speaker 2: They are barred a door like the Secret Service.
Speaker 4: And I'm informed and know on certain terms that I
am not welcome, and she doesn't want to see me
ever again.
Speaker 2: I wanna know what's happened.
Speaker 3: Well, you might have tried calling me to find.
Speaker 2: Out, but you're still in Chicago.
Speaker 3: Uh. What were you afraid of, Adam, that I'd cut
you off at the knees, take away your nice job?
I'm you?
Speaker 2: Is that what you threatened Nancy with?
Speaker 3: I didn't threaten Nancy with anything. I simply told her
the truth, what that she'd be making a mistake in
marrying you?
Speaker 2: Does this mean I'm fired only from one.
Speaker 3: Occupation, Adam, as a managing editor. I still find you
perfectly satisfactory. And Nancy, I'll let you answer that question yourself.
I'm quite sure she'll never let you near her again.
The one good thing perhaps I've ever done.
Speaker 5: For I could tell you for that.
Speaker 3: You haven't the nerve, Adam. Nancy's better off without you.
It was in Nancy's best in prints. I told myself
he'd only have heard her in the end. As for me,
there wasn't any way he could hurt me.
Speaker 5: I thought.
Speaker 3: Till that horoscope, Try as I would, I couldn't deny it.
It'd shaken me, and I held him responsible till Ethel
Nixon spraying a new surprise on me. It began when
Ethel received a visit one morning.
Speaker 5: Come here, hello, who No, Oh, we can't see Oh
but it is Joseph Amberst.
Speaker 4: A little change inside but in the flex.
Speaker 3: Oh, I can't believe it. Oh, it's so good to
see you. If I hadn't cast a horoscope of you,
I have.
Speaker 1: Almost thought that I had died.
Speaker 4: And uh oh I tried pretty hard to but didn't
quite make it.
Speaker 2: And so the prodigal return.
Speaker 3: And looking well and thick.
Speaker 4: That's do to grating in europiells for many years now,
I beg your pardon when my brother died and my
temporal world collapsed. Because of that and other things, I went.
I went looking looking for what, Oh, revenge, I thought
at first, a way to avenge my brother.
Speaker 3: Oh, but your brother died in an airthing grash. That
was no one's fault, except except what accident, his own fate.
Speaker 2: Or a wife that drove him to it.
Speaker 3: Mister Amersd, you're scaring me now. I can't believe what
you're saying. You must know that I believe in fate,
not human intervention.
Speaker 2: Oh that's all right, that's all.
Speaker 1: It's one of the last few years in the Far East.
I have come to believe in two.
Speaker 3: How long have you been back in this country? Ooh?
Speaker 2: Week or so?
Speaker 3: Does missus Amherst know you're there?
Speaker 5: Oh?
Speaker 4: No, As far as I'm concerned, she doesn't exist.
Speaker 1: And it's a mutual feeling.
Speaker 3: Mister Ammerst isilis now. Please excuse me for asking, But
if you've been around per week, you couldn't. You wouldn't
be responsible for the awful thing that happened in my
column yesterday morning.
Speaker 2: What awful thing.
Speaker 3: I'll tell you all about it. You didn't do it?
Somehow did you meet? Oh?
Speaker 2: My dear acle?
Speaker 3: I wouldn't know how.
Speaker 4: But uh, who else saw this prediction except Amanda?
Speaker 3: Nobody? But why would she make up a story like that?
Speaker 4: Who knows why Amanda does anything she does? Maybe they
have an excuse to fire whoever is managing.
Speaker 3: Editor or had him roco he's leading anyway? Oh, maybe
to fire me?
Speaker 2: Oh no, I wouldn't worry.
Speaker 4: I don't think that's the real explanation. I think the
only reason Amanda saw what she saw is because the
black pigeons are coming.
Speaker 5: Home to roost.
Speaker 2: Do you believe in esp Oh?
Speaker 4: Yes, how many people do you think hate Amanda as
deeply as I once did, as I still struggle not
to do, cause I will have to fight with every
resource I have not to when I go to visit
my brother's grave in Arlington tomorrow. Maybe that's why the
ghosts of the past are haunting Amanda. That's perhaps they
haunt her every year.
Speaker 2: At this time.
Speaker 3: Yes, and missus Amherst it's speaking.
Speaker 6: It's that's for Nixon. I just said I had to
call you. I thought I ought to let you know
it's back.
Speaker 3: Oh, who's back? What are you talking about?
Speaker 6: Georseph amics? He turned up at my office this morning.
Speaker 3: Yeah, well, my esteemed brother in law thought he must
have died by this time. Did he just get there?
Speaker 6: No, he he's been here for a week and he's
been well. He said he'd been hanging around the planet.
And even though he denies.
Speaker 3: It, I was just one and he's responsible for this
ridiculous hopes that's going on. Huh. I wouldn't put it
past him, but he really must have lost his mind.
Have you seen today's paper?
Speaker 6: You mean the Post Journal?
Speaker 3: Of course, I mean the Post Journal. You'll call him
again on the score Bill. I suppose you'll deny that
you wrote this impossible gibberish.
Speaker 6: Well, I read it and it seemed to make sense.
I'm sorry.
Speaker 3: What does it say in your paper?
Speaker 6: What's just what I saw in the star?
Speaker 3: Read it to me, you fool.
Speaker 6: Oh, of course, this is a day of traveling for
you and meeting up with old acquaintances. It's a day
for gathering up all loose ends and finally solving your
main problem, a day of achievement and solution. Oh that means.
Speaker 3: Tomorrow, of course, that's what I thought. Now, listen to
what mine says. This day will never have dawned for
you today. You will have traveled far, and your death
and destruction will take place in Vienna. If you have
any prayers to make for the hell you have made
for others, make them now before you die and go
from Vienna straight to Hell. How terrible.
Speaker 6: But don't let it worry. Prediction are not like that.
Speaker 3: I'm not worry. The whole thing is ludicrous. I'm not
gonna be in Europe, let alone Vienna for any reason.
In fact, after I get a train to Washington, I'm
heading in exactly the opposite direction west into Virginia taking
Nancy to visit some of my oldest and dearest friends
in Winchester, Virginia.
Speaker 6: Oh you, you won't worry with you.
Speaker 3: I'll tell you what I will worry about. You. Make
sure this is the end of all this idiotcy or
I can promise you. At the you and everybody else
most necessary, will be fired until it stops. I don't
like being made a fool of Nancy.
Speaker 6: Are you ready?
Speaker 3: I'm not going with you, mother? Now, don't start anything
but stopies are expecting you, and I can't let them
know at the last minute. Besides, we just time to
make the plane. Will you make it? I'm not going,
why because I am getting married as mothers. That is
why Adam quit the papers. I came to my senses.
He didn't know about me when he knew you, and
he didn't know you any better than most people do.
What's that supposed to mean? Oh? You look beautiful and
most of the time you're careful to appear to be
kind and gracious and gentle, but inside your heart and
mindless and evil. All those years you pretended to be
the grieving widow and the careful hens. He dropped about
my father and other women, when all the time he
loved only you, and you wouldn't even give him the
son he wanted. Oh, I couldn't have had another child
after you.
Speaker 6: That's a lie.
Speaker 3: I remember back to the night I was seven years old.
I always thought I couldn't really have heard the truth.
Well now I know it was the truth, and that
my father killed himself because of you and because of Adam.
You almost have me doing that myself. Oh, thank the Lord,
I woke up in time, and I'm free of you.
I'll never see you again. I always lived the ungrateful
little kil I almost decided to give up my winkend
in Winchester. I was damned if I was gonna have
my pleasure interfered with him. I'd take care of all
of them when I returned. I couldn't stop Nancy from marrying,
but I'd fixed it so that Adam would have to
come crawling to me begging for any job in the
newspaper business. I was still feeling even after the limousine
was stoke Cliff that set to pick me up at
Don's Airport, which pouring along the road west toward Winchester.
I had a sudden thought remembering, for some unearthy reason
how close we were to Arlington, and that this was
the thirteenth anniversary of Ralph's death. Let's see, because that
would be to the south. It was raining, and I
rubbed away the condensation to peer odds hardly, my heart freezing.
Suddenly as the head light swept a sign by the
road saying you are now entering the town.
Speaker 5: Of the Uther. It was the last thing she saw
or knew.
Speaker 4: The newspaper story the next day began with a paragraph
Missus Ralph Amherst, on her way to Winchester, Virginia, and
passing through the small town of Vienna, was hit.
Speaker 2: By a car traveling north.
Speaker 4: Both drivers and Missus Amherst were killed. The strangest feature
of the accident was that the driver of the other
car was her brother in law, mister Joseph Ward Amherst,
who was returning to New York after visiting his brother's grave.
Speaker 1: In Arlington, Virginia. I'll be back shortly.
Speaker 4: Accidental and natural death or were.
Speaker 1: Ordained and supernatural?
Speaker 4: We'll never know. The paper with a horoscope in it
was burned up with a mend. Joe was dead, and
dead men tell no tales. Perhaps we'll just leave it
with the quote Joe started, which we'll finish. Though the
mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceedingly small.
Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Our cast included Kim Hunter, Paul hect Ian, Martin Rosemary Rice,
and Mary Jane Higbee. The entire production was under the
direction of Hymon Brown. And now a preview of our
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Speaker 3: Here? What are we doing here? What a h.
Speaker 5: Call? Over?
Speaker 2: And now it's gone.
Speaker 5: Let's see what happens here?
Speaker 3: Oh no, poor Paul.
Speaker 5: Sandy just look at him, ripped the pieces cause if
he'd run into the blades.
Speaker 2: Of a er er of a freshing machine.
Speaker 3: But what did it?
Speaker 5: The fame, the damn thing? Oh what, that's what I
call it, the damned thing. First it did away with
my chickens, and then the pigs and the cattle, and
our poor Sandy.
Speaker 2: Slashed the pieces. And that's not the end.
Speaker 5: Only the Good Lord knows what the damn thing will
destroy next?
Speaker 3: Oh who?
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