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John Hagedorn
That's betterhelp.com welcome back everyone to 1001 Radio Crime Solvers. This is your host, John Hagedorn. Get ready for Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator.
Narrator
William Gargan stars as Barry Craig, Confidential investigator.
Barry Craig
To ensure a longer life, folks, a gun in hand is worth two in the bush.
Narrator
The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargan in another transcribed drama of mystery and adventure with America's number one detective Barry Craig. Confidential investigator.
Barry Craig
Barry Craig speaking. There's a popular notion people have about confidential operatives. Stop any guy in the street and ask him the notion Steam heated love, or as the French say, amour. My classification of workers always got a blond on one arm, another blonde on his lap, and a third blonde in his eye. So people think. The truth, as a matter of fact, is people are so right. Textbook biology aside, the true reason for our howling success with the ladies is our fatherly appeal. It's women looking for the Male protection they missed since the carefree days of the cradle. It's the unladylike search for the strong, dominating male who knows all the answers. It's also the classic feminine urge to pin horns on the masculine cranium. I won my horns by parking overtime outside Grand Central Station. I'd gone in to see if the mayor was making good on his promise to keep the trains running on time. I came out to find a summons tied to my windshield wiper. A green ticket, the $15 variety. Ouch. In my car, I found something more had been added to liven up my humdrum existence. A kewpie doll painted a rainbow pink with saucer eyes and blowing so many scents over me, I got an immediate. Perfume. Jagged. Isn't there some mistake?
Cerise Foley
No.
Barry Craig
You didn't mistake this for public hat?
Cerise Foley
No.
Barry Craig
Then I'm in the wrong car.
Cerise Foley
Are you?
Barry Craig
I'll check. Well, keys fit the ignition. The car belongs to me.
Cerise Foley
Oh, how wonderful.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
But you don't.
Cerise Foley
How sad.
Barry Craig
Funny, funny. I always wonder just how the future Mrs. Barry Craig would happen along run into me turning a corner or come
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
to me with a letter of introduction
Barry Craig
from my Uncle Hess in Allentown.
Cerise Foley
You're disappointed it's like this.
Barry Craig
I'm frightened.
Cerise Foley
Frightened?
Barry Craig
My blood pressure. 10 more points and I'm flying with the angels.
Cerise Foley
Oh, then you like me.
Barry Craig
We'll get married and have six kids.
Cerise Foley
Seven.
Barry Craig
Seven's a lot of laundry.
Cerise Foley
We'll live in the country.
Barry Craig
I'm allergic to marigold.
Cerise Foley
A picture wall looking out on green fields.
Barry Craig
Comes August, I sneeze and my eyes get red.
Cerise Foley
We'll name the children Tommy.
Barry Craig
Not all six of them.
Cerise Foley
Seven.
Barry Craig
I did want one daughter. What will I call you when I'm hunting high and low for my cufflinks?
Cerise Foley
Cerise. And when I want help with the supper dishes?
Barry Craig
Barry. And when we toast marshmallows and reminisce
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
about how we first came to meet.
Barry Craig
What should I remember?
Cerise Foley
How I hid in your car to escape the dragon.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The dragon?
Cerise Foley
A repulsive little man who follows me.
Barry Craig
Where did he follow you from last?
Cerise Foley
Connecticut.
Barry Craig
He was on the train from Connecticut to my car. Yes, I see. Where is Mr. Repulsive right now?
Cerise Foley
Behind us.
Barry Craig
Behind us?
Cerise Foley
In the gray coupe. He's waiting to follow us.
Barry Craig
When you pull away, I'll fix that.
Cerise Foley
Oh, no.
Barry Craig
I'm Samson. I break heads like matchsticks.
Cerise Foley
Please, no. No violence. Nothing to spoil the fun we're having. Oh, I feel so good. Oh, I haven't felt good for such a long time.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
So what do I Do just take
Barry Craig
me away with a chaperone on our tail.
Cerise Foley
You're capable and clever.
Barry Craig
I shake guys like salt out of a shaker.
Cerise Foley
I knew you were equal to the
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
dragon for every block he hangs on over 10. You can paint a zebra stripe on me.
Barry Craig
In no time. I had more zebra stripes than skin. The repulsive dragon hung on for 10 blocks, then 30 more, then through the Holland Tunnel way into Jersey. I hung up a new highway speed record. But the great coupe stayed in the money. Your dragon drives like he was born to the wheel.
Cerise Foley
But you're so much better all of
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
a sudden, baby, I'm not so sure.
Barry Craig
I got off the highway, snaked and down deserted side roads. I followed the moon across rocks and stumps of forest like my car was a Jeep.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
But the gray coupe hung on, hung
Barry Craig
on close enough to point up the risks in my undertaking. The dragon's spitting fire at us, baby.
Cerise Foley
He's shooting at your tires.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You're wrong about the tires.
Cerise Foley
Oh, Barry, you've been hit.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
How are you gonna like me with
Barry Craig
a dimpled elbow in front of him like this?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
We're a nice lush target.
Cerise Foley
Oh, you're not stopping.
Barry Craig
I've run out of road. Dead end ahead.
Cerise Foley
We can't. Mary, look. He's crashed.
Barry Craig
Yeah, he has. That will teach him to shoot and drive at the same time.
Cerise Foley
He ran into a tree.
Barry Craig
Remind me to kiss the tree. Let's go offer our condolences. Wait. I almost forgot.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Got a dime handy?
Cerise Foley
A dime? Oh, yeah. Here. But why?
Barry Craig
I'm throwing it to Finnegan for luck. It was Finnegan who made the great coupe crash in the nick of time. Oh, you understand.
Cerise Foley
Yes. Finnegan's your good angel. Oh, I almost forgot too. Let me see. A quarter. I'm Throwing it to Mrs. Rumpelheimer, my good angel.
Barry Craig
You're growing on me, baby. No question about it. You're really growing on me. The great coupe was telescoped like an accordion. Getting the unconscious dragon out of the wreck was like breaking into a sardine can with your fingernails. And now kept applauding the show. This pocket dragon. Small hands and dainty feet and the emaciated look of a guy who went hungry Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.
Cerise Foley
How badly hurt is he?
Barry Craig
He could be worse. He could be dead. Contusions. When he comes to, he's gonna hate that word.
Cerise Foley
Your elbow.
Barry Craig
Only a nick. That can wait. Buster here is really Emergency. I've got to get him to a hospital. If he keeps bleeding, the dragon will change to a zombie right in front of us. Contusions weren't half the medical jargon.
Doctor Kempner
The patient's in an oxygen tent, Mr. Craig.
Barry Craig
What's the diagnosis? Multiple injuries to the head. Conditional paralysis of the reflexes due to severe concussion. Oh, he'll recover? Pathologically, yes. What does that mean?
Doctor Kempner
As an aftermath of trauma, there may be psychiatric complications.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Meaning?
Barry Craig
A memory lapse, an amnesia. Rough? Or maybe not. Maybe it's a blessing. Maybe Buster has more he'd like to forget than remember. His name appears to be Reuben Clark. Yeah, that's the name on the label sewed inside his coat. But no other identification?
Doctor Kempner
Address? An earist of kin?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
No.
Barry Craig
As I've already said, I looked for a wallet. Oddly enough, he wasn't carrying one. The hospital will need more information for a police report. I've told you all I know. I was out driving with my girl and heard this crash behind me. The gray coupe out of control had folded against a tree. I played good Samaritan. That's all there is. He's in your hands now, doc. So give him the full treatment, huh? Get a perfume jag on and your brain takes to the hills. It happens to a Bachelor pushing 40. That weak moment when single bliss suddenly has the feeling of solitary confinement.
Cerise Foley
Oh, you were wonderful rescuing me.
Barry Craig
The Congressional Medal goes to that tree.
Cerise Foley
Do what you did for me in blind faith.
Barry Craig
All through history, men have gone blind and boneheaded over a kewpie doll. Mark Anthony, for instance. Baby, you kiss like you took a graduate course.
Cerise Foley
No man has ever risked himself for me before.
Barry Craig
The man in your past must have been 80 and over.
Cerise Foley
I've never before had a champion tie
Barry Craig
a blue ribbon around my neck and fit the dunce cap at a rakish angle.
Cerise Foley
The dunce cap?
Barry Craig
Blind freight. You said I could be promoting a horse. Laugh at myself?
Joe Potato
Oh, no.
Barry Craig
Then fill in a few reassuring facts.
Cerise Foley
Facts?
Barry Craig
The delirious dragon I palmed off in a hospital. Reuben Clark. Who is he?
Cerise Foley
I'm not sure.
Barry Craig
Who do you think he is?
Cerise Foley
I think a man in the hire of my guardian.
Barry Craig
And what's the problem with your guardian?
Cerise Foley
I. I don't think I want to talk about it.
Barry Craig
It's too late. Reluctance, baby. I've taken too big a bite of your life.
Cerise Foley
He's mistreated me, hurt me, kept me prisoner, confined me to my room, always under watch.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Why?
Cerise Foley
He wants to marry me. There was money, many, many valuable things left to both of us when my parents died.
Barry Craig
And guardian wants all of it through marriage to you. But why run? Why not stand up to him? Get To a lawyer. Go to the police.
Cerise Foley
I can't. He's clever, my guardian. Devilishly clever. And determined.
Barry Craig
You're in the land of the free. We pay judges to step on worm.
Cerise Foley
He threatened to have me put away if I oppose him, if I keep refusing to marry him.
Barry Craig
What do you mean put away?
Cerise Foley
In a sanitarium. He's bribed people, old servants, even old friends to swear that I'm mentally irresponsible.
Barry Craig
Nice guy, your guardian.
Cerise Foley
I have no way of fighting him fairly.
Barry Craig
You've got me.
Cerise Foley
Oh, thank you so much. But I. I don't want to fight him.
Barry Craig
Procrastination, baby.
Cerise Foley
I just want to hide and rest. Not think. Today and tomorrow, just. Just not think. I've been trapped in a nightmare. In a hideous nightmare.
Barry Craig
Sure. Sure you have. It's up to your ears. You want to breathe. Nothing to fret over. Just pass the time and have fun.
Cerise Foley
Like the fun we were having.
Barry Craig
Six kids. Seven during this breather. Where do you want to be?
Cerise Foley
Anywhere where only you can find me.
Barry Craig
Okay. I know a country shack owned by a friend of mine over at Scotch Plains. It won't be in use until May 1st and I know where the key is.
Cerise Foley
Oh, you're wonderful.
Barry Craig
You'll be the guest of a certain Lieutenant Trev Rogers. Only he won't know it. It's Roger's shack. I'll stock you up with groceries and look in now and then.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I'll take you over to it.
Barry Craig
Just one more fact to file away. Who and where is your guardian?
Cerise Foley
I'd rather not at present.
Barry Craig
No, you can trust me. My word on it. I won't make a move until you agree to it.
Cerise Foley
My guardian is Jeffrey Foley. We live in Tuxedo Grove Heights, Connecticut.
Barry Craig
Back in my office I got my first real indication. That boy. Girl. Woohoo. Sometimes echoes back.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Ow.
Barry Craig
Wow. An uninvited caller. Male, 30, about a flashy dresser in a Pepman striped shirt, gray suede gloves and a nickel plated revolver.
Joe Potato
You bury Craig?
Barry Craig
No.
Joe Potato
What do you mean no? This is Craig's office?
Barry Craig
Was. I took over this morning. I'm a distant cousin.
Joe Potato
Then where's Craig?
Barry Craig
Passed away. Krug's?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Yeah.
Barry Craig
All of a sudden at 2am this morning.
Joe Potato
What are you giving me?
Barry Craig
The obituary into your pocket and throw
Joe Potato
your wallet on the desk. I want to check.
Barry Craig
It so happens I'm carrying Craig's wallet to turn it over to the estate.
Joe Potato
Where's your dame?
Barry Craig
Dame?
Joe Potato
You're asking for something, Craig.
Barry Craig
Your arm will get stiff pointing that gun.
Joe Potato
I got a Heat lamp.
Barry Craig
Home.
Joe Potato
Oh, you don't want to talk about the dame, huh?
Barry Craig
I've got a block against discussing women. I was a retarded adolescent. Want to talk about the track?
Joe Potato
The dame?
Barry Craig
Famous battles of history, then the dame. You're a hard man to please.
Joe Potato
Get over to the window.
Barry Craig
The window?
Joe Potato
Open it.
Barry Craig
You can't throw guys out of windows.
Joe Potato
Why not?
Barry Craig
The sanitation code.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Littering the sidewalk.
Barry Craig
You'll be sucked five bucks in magistrates court.
Joe Potato
Open the window, comedian. Now close it.
Barry Craig
Close it. This? What did that accomplish? Yes.
Joe Potato
Smart. Figure it out yourself.
Barry Craig
I just did. Who was I signaling?
Joe Potato
The big guy. He'll be up to talk to you later.
Barry Craig
Later?
Joe Potato
After I softened you up so you can talk politely to the big guy. He don't like wise, cracking comedians. Now lie down on the floor.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
What for?
Joe Potato
So I can get at your head standing up. I can't reach you.
Barry Craig
You are kind of short for a muscle man.
Joe Potato
Bending over the dice all the time. I was a kid. Grew down instead of up. So lie down, Craig. Nice, huh?
Barry Craig
You can close the safety catch on your gun. I'll lie down. Nice.
Joe Potato
Now tell me a funny story. While I work,
Barry Craig
I awoke in a farm, a cigar fogged, clouds of strong tobacco blowing in my face. I found a face behind the cigar after a while. A moon face with a contented smile like men's smile after dealing themselves a royal flush in spade. Hey, keep that stinkweed into my face and I'll be gassed to death. It's fine Cuban tobacco, but I'm no Cuban.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Let's talk, Craig.
Barry Craig
Let's talk about the beating I survived.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
My deepest apologies. The dude is a continual embarrassment to me.
Barry Craig
The dude, huh?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
I've tried to teach him moderation and restraint.
Barry Craig
Turn him over to my teaching for 10 minutes.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
All right, I will joke.
Barry Craig
I don't know where I fit into your game.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
I'll tell you. Automobile license number BC100 New York. Honorary plates issued to Barry Craig.
Barry Craig
So?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Your automobile. I saw a certain young lady get into it yesterday. It pulled away, unfortunately, before I could formulate strategy in pursuit. I lost the car in traffic. So this morning I identified you as the owner of the car. Where's the girl, Craig?
Barry Craig
I don't know. She thanked me for the lift and got off at Battery Place.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
I don't think so.
Barry Craig
You'll have to take my word on it.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Temporarily, perhaps. I'm fairly resourceful at proving liars to be liars.
Barry Craig
The dudes. Armwary.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Right now, I'm also a vindictive man. When lied to, My one great failing.
Barry Craig
Who hasn't got one flaw in his character?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
You're a practical man, Craig.
Barry Craig
Is that a cash bribe developing?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Modest gesture of goodwill. $1,000.
Barry Craig
Keep your money in your pocket.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
You're not tempted, Only curious.
Barry Craig
What makes the girl worth a grand on the hook?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
That doesn't concern you. It had better not concern you. You're a fool, Craig. Lochinvar riding for a fall.
Barry Craig
Who's Lochinvar?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
You're championing a girl you know nothing about. Whatever she told you, Craig, you can be sure it's pure invention.
Barry Craig
I'm only sure you're after her and
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
you ring counterfeit, Craig, I warn you.
Barry Craig
And that stooge in a peppermint shirt you use for a calling card.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You don't really think you can whistle me over to your side?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
All right. Hide the girl. Play the hero and the idiot. There's a keg of dynamite under you, Craig. If only you could free your eyes of stardust.
Barry Craig
Keg of dynamite. The phrase kept repeating in my head until it gave me to Willie. How much of the truth had Kewpie told me? I began to wonder. Information. Will you get me the phone number of a Jeffrey Foley? Tuxedo Grove Heights, Connecticut. Later in the afternoon, I went calling on Love Lock and bars. Here, baby. With a sack full of groceries. Wax beans, salmon, fresh blueberries, vintage year bagels. Enough food to keep you hiding out for a month.
Cerise Foley
Here, I'll take your coat.
Barry Craig
Take my hat first, huh? The dunce cap.
Cerise Foley
Dunce cap.
Barry Craig
I hate myself in it. Take it off me, baby.
Cerise Foley
Barry, what's happened?
Barry Craig
I tried to telephone that wicked old guardian of yours.
Cerise Foley
You tried to?
Barry Craig
Jeffrey Foley of Tuxedo Grove Heights, Connecticut. There's no Tuxedo Grove Heights anywhere on
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
the map of Connecticut.
Cerise Foley
I. I lied.
Barry Craig
Tell me something I don't know.
Cerise Foley
But only about the address.
Barry Craig
What's the real address?
Cerise Foley
Cranberry Hills, Pennsylvania.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Why'd you lie about the address?
Cerise Foley
I. I wasn't sure I could trust you. Really trust you?
Barry Craig
Baby, come here.
Cerise Foley
I've confided people, only to have them use me extort money.
Barry Craig
Two guys dropped in on me today looking for you. They barely stopped short of murder.
Cerise Foley
Barry.
Barry Craig
I came out here by way of Planet X to shake them. You must be quite a prize to rape two homicidal retrievers like my morning callers.
Cerise Foley
$1 million, Barry. The estate my guardian is trying to steal, it's worth $1 million.
Barry Craig
A million dollars. I knew that love, when it came, would be nothing trivial. But I never dreamed it would Have a Dun and Bradstreet rating. A perfumed doll cries on your shoulder and reality drowns in a tub of tears. Cupy knew her way to my heart. Like there was a neon sign on my chest saying Enter. When love let go of my throat long enough. I took a half hearted whack at confidential investigating. I did some more sneak checking on Kewpie, the repulsive dragon. Reuben Clark. I wanted his version of events. Patient has shown Extraordinary improvement, Mr. Craig. Is he conscious, Doc?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Yes.
Barry Craig
I want to talk to him. I don't think. Don't think. The first story I told you, I thinned it down a little. The fact is this policeman. Uh huh. But don't pump me, Doc. I'm engaged in operation Top Secret. I can't give out facts until I've wrapped up the case. Of course. Which door do we go through? The dragon talked like a guy came kicking himself around the block.
Joe Potato
I first saw the girl on the train, Cerise Foley. I never knew her name.
Barry Craig
Oh, no.
Joe Potato
Look, let me tell it my own way.
Barry Craig
All right, tell it.
Joe Potato
Well, it was in the club car. She sat across the aisle from me looking peculiar.
Barry Craig
Looking peculiar?
Joe Potato
A little loony humming little ditties, then winking over to me, then laughing to herself.
Barry Craig
Are we talking about the same girl?
Joe Potato
Look, I'm talking about the chick you made me chase all over Jersey.
Barry Craig
Keep talking.
Joe Potato
Well, the way it was, I figured an easy pickup.
Barry Craig
You're trying awfully hard for a bust on the snoot.
Joe Potato
You asked me to tell you and I'm telling you.
Barry Craig
Okay, tell me.
Joe Potato
Well, I'm a guy like any other guy. Good looker, like this chick wants to be sociable, so I.
Barry Craig
Stop embroidering it, buster.
Joe Potato
What'd you do, marry her or something?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You took the seat beside her. Then what?
Joe Potato
Well, we got to talking, getting acquainted. I told her how I was a hardware salesman fresh in from Binghamton.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I don't want to know your pedigree.
Joe Potato
She told me she was princess something or other, traveling in cognitive. What word am I, Muffin?
Barry Craig
Incognito.
Joe Potato
Yeah, incognito. Well, her uncle was a maharaja somewhere and she was here on a secret mission for him to raise cash. She said the maharaja was stone broke.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You're making this up.
Joe Potato
Well, I thought she was until I got a peek into that overnight bag she kept on her lap.
Barry Craig
What was in the bag?
Joe Potato
Jewels. The stuff the maharajah sent her here to sell off.
Barry Craig
Jewels, mister.
Joe Potato
Enough jewels to make you go clean off your rocket.
Barry Craig
Like you went?
Joe Potato
Yeah, like I went.
Barry Craig
Cupy confirmed the fact of the jewels?
Cerise Foley
Yes, Barry, I have jewels. Many, many jewels. Bracelets, brooches, rings. Right here in my overnight bag.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
See?
Barry Craig
They're real.
Cerise Foley
Well, yes, of course.
Barry Craig
Where did you get them? I asked, where did you get them?
Cerise Foley
You're hurting me.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
No phony stories about a guardian or a marauder. I want the truth.
Cerise Foley
I. I stole them.
Barry Craig
Who from? Jeffrey Foley of Cranberry Hills, Pennsylvania.
Cerise Foley
No. Oh, he really lives in Meadow Farms, New York. I worked for Mr. Foley as an upstairs girl.
Barry Craig
You of Foley's maid?
Cerise Foley
Yes. He was a brute. And Mrs. Foley, too. They mistreated me, humiliated me.
Barry Craig
So you made off with a fortune in jewels? Yes, baby. Put your hands out nice and straight.
Cerise Foley
Put my hands out?
Barry Craig
I'm handcuffing you and tying you up so you stay put in my absence.
Cerise Foley
Where are you going?
Barry Craig
Away from that sweet, sappy, daffy kisser of yours. So I can think of grand larceny, baby, with yours truly.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Accessory after the fact.
Barry Craig
I thought it over, stewed over it, and wound up telling it to Lieutenant Trav Rogers.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
So love finally came to Barry Craig.
Barry Craig
If you have to rub it in,
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
what brand of smokes do you want sent to the state pen?
Barry Craig
Give me an out.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
An out?
Barry Craig
Like a deal? Quietly arranged. This Foley gets his jewels back and he doesn't prosecute. Where's the girl?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
In the swag.
Barry Craig
Now, when I tell you, don't blow a fuse.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
What's that supposed to mean?
Barry Craig
Your shack up in Scotch Plains where you cool off July and August.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
What about my shack?
Barry Craig
The girl's been hiding out there. She's there now. Craig.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Of all the crust.
Barry Craig
I didn't think you'd mind.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
You didn't think I'd mind? A common thief and a moonstruck admirer and accomplice. I. Craig, you're under arrest. And so is your kewpie doll the minute I arrive in Scotch Plains.
Barry Craig
But it didn't end like that. As it turned out, after some nice police handling, I had a couple of new wallops. A couple of new surprises in store. The first surprise was handed me by a solemn fellow wearing a white coat and a white beard. A doctor. I'd been brought to a place called Hopewell Rest, a sanitarium by Trav rogers.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
This is Dr. Kempner, a psychiatrist. Doctor, tell it to Craig.
Doctor Kempner
Yes, Mr. Craig. I'm acquainted with all the details of your curious experience with Cerise Foley, the daughter of Mr. And Mrs. Jeffrey Foley.
Barry Craig
Daughter? Now, wait a minute, Dr. Craig, hear the doctor out. Okay.
Doctor Kempner
The story of the jewels and her position as a maid were a pure fabrication. Part of, shall I say, her newest hallucination.
Barry Craig
Newest hallucination?
Doctor Kempner
The young lady has been a mental patient under my care here for some time. She hallucinates many, many things. The jewels belong to her father. She merely appropriated them in this latest escapade.
Barry Craig
Two guys who worked over me. Who were they?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
I'll answer that. They were private detectives hired by the father to recover the jewels and his daughter without publicity.
Barry Craig
They play rough for private detectives.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Their promised fee was $25,000.
Barry Craig
The fee had them a little over eager. Cerise. She's here now? In this sanitarium?
Doctor Kempner
Yes. She is confined here.
Barry Craig
Can I see? Surprise number two added some gray hairs to the few I already had. I watched the doctor walk kewpie doll toward me. Hello, baby. The doc tells me you'll do okay and I'm rooting for you.
Cerise Foley
Who is this man, doctor?
Barry Craig
I watched her stare at me blankly stare through me, then walk away.
Doctor Kempner
You see, Mr. Craig, she looked right
Barry Craig
through me as if she didn't know me.
Doctor Kempner
She does not know you. That is another symptom in her hallucinations. An element of amnesia, shall we say. She forgets the escapade and her companion in it totally.
Barry Craig
You mean she'll never remember me? Never know me?
Doctor Kempner
I mean you must forget her. You were her good friend for a day. And now it is another day.
Barry Craig
You'll get over her, Craig. It'll hurt a while, but you'll get over her. Yeah, I'll get over it. That crack you made, Trev, what was it again? Oh, yeah. Love comes to Barry Craig. Good night, folks. See you next week.
Narrator
You have been listening to William Gargan in another exciting transcribed mystery drama from the adventures of Barry Craig, confidential investigator. Tonight's story, A Time to Kill, was written by John Robert. Next week, it's the strange story titled Motive for Murder, about which Barry Craig has this to say.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Next week, death flies the Atlantic from Lisbon to New York.
Barry Craig
A corpse breaks the bank for $40 million and yours truly almost sprouts wings. See you next week, folks.
Narrator
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Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
When the high cost of living gets your nanny, folks walk that last mile with a guy whose only gripe is the high cost of dying.
Narrator
The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargan in another transcribed drama of mystery and adventure with America's number one detective, Barry Craig. Confidential investigator.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Barry Craig speaking over the hot stove winters while lubricating your tonsils with a hot toddy and wondering how long to spring. Freelance operatives pass the time exactly the way barbers, ball players and bookies pass the time. They talk shop. The toughest case you ever worked, the arch criminals you've met and the pat alibis you've ripped to shreds. Men will be kids and you pin
Barry Craig
a medal on yourself.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The metal I always cop off comes when the bragging gets around to the most dough, the most looted stake in a case. My topper is a modest $40 million. I got the case in the back row of a 40 cent movie house over on 3rd Avenue. A Ms. Briggs came looking for me with a N usher behind her throwing a spotlight on me with his flash.
Ms. Briggs
Mr. Briggs?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
A tall lady in stiff corsets who look like somebody's loyal girl Friday Paging me, Mr. Craig. Sit down and enjoy a movie, Ms. Briggs.
Ms. Briggs
Ms. Briggs. I can't stay. Thank you. You are Mr. Craig?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Red Top, handsome though rugged. The outdoor look. Am I describing myself or flattering myself?
Ms. Briggs
You're describing yourself, yes.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Then I'm Barry Craig and that's for sure. Have some popcorn.
Ms. Briggs
I must talk to you, but please,
Cerise Foley
not here in the Lounge.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Gregory Peck will be awfully mad if I walk out on him.
Ms. Briggs
Please, Mr. Craig. People are staring.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
How did you corner me like this?
Ms. Briggs
Jake, your elevator man. He said you were always here in the back row taking your afternoon nap when you weren't busy.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Jake, huh? Snake in my bosom. Remind me not to confide in him so much.
Barry Craig
In the lounge.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Ms. Briggs dropped the case in my lap.
Ms. Briggs
This cablegram came to my office today.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
What's your office?
Ms. Briggs
Branch Talbot, Attorney at law. I'm Mr. Talbot's secretary.
Barry Craig
Old faithful, huh?
Ms. Briggs
I've been with Mr. Talbot for only nine years.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Oh, you're only breaking in. Ms. Briggs. Hire a confidential operative to meet Clipper arriving tonight. Tangle wild. Airport check time. Talbot. What's the Emergency?
Ms. Briggs
My employer, Mr. Talbot, is returning from abroad from Portugal with a client, Floyd
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Spencer Jr. You pointed that up like I ought to know the Name Floyd Spencer Jr. Let me think. Oh, the neochromite heir, golden boy who
Ms. Briggs
inherits an industrial Fortune estimated at $40 million. The late Floyd Spencer Sr. Was very rich.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You're forcing me to agree. I'm vague on the background. I've got a block against dads. All I was left was a shaving mug and a secondhand toothbrush.
Ms. Briggs
The Floyd Spencer separated more than 15 years ago when the boy was six. Mrs. Spencer lived abroad in Portugal as a voluntary expatriate. The boy was reared and educated there.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
And now with Spencer Senior dead, she's coming home with sonny boy.
Cerise Foley
No.
Ms. Briggs
Mrs. Spencer died in Portugal some weeks ago. The boy is coming home. I mean the young man. My employer, Mr. Talbot, has been the Spencer family attorney for a very long time.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The Spencer family's now dwindled down to Floyd Junior and an uncle.
Ms. Briggs
Uncle Stanley, the late Mr. Spencer's brother.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Why am I being hired?
Ms. Briggs
Well, Mr. Talbot is worried. There were two incidents in Portugal.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Clarify, please.
Ms. Briggs
Accidents involving Floyd Junior.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Accidents on purpose? Is that why Talbot's worried?
Ms. Briggs
I believe so, yes. The estate, the size of the fortune, and young Spencer's long estrangement from his deceased parent. The long exile, as it was, where there could be complications.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Homicidal complications, that is.
Ms. Briggs
I don't want to use the word recklessly.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Nice restraint, Ms. Briggs. My compliments. $40 million. That grade of cabbages doesn't always excite the best behavior in people.
Ms. Briggs
This check is your retainer.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
1500. This grade of cabbage, Ms. Briggs, always excites the very best in me. A fog lay over the Tanglewild airport like blotches of green and gray paint hanging midair. I Waited on the edge of the landing field, close as I could get without risking sudden decapitation. And then when the sky giant sat down to unload, I changed stations and got close to the passenger walk, looking to identify Talbot from a picture Ms. Briggs had equipped me with. Talbot simplified everything by identifying me.
Paul Shandor
Mr. Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
On the job with a bright and shining face.
Paul Shandor
I can barely see it in this miserable fog.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Where's Spencer Jr.
Paul Shandor
He's right behind me. Floyd, meet Barry Craig.
Barry Craig
How do you do?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
This is Paul Shandor, Mr. Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Paul Shandor. Where does he fit into the party?
Paul Shandor
Don't be an obvious detective, Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Please stick your hand out. Talbot.
Paul Shandor
What for?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
1500. Your retainer. You're getting it back.
Barry Craig
But I don't want it back.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
If I'm responsible for the safety of Junior here, I want to know who's who in the party and why.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Well, Paul Shandor is my traveling companion and friend, Mr. Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
That answers my question. Now introduce me all over.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Ah, Paul Shandor, Mr. Craig.
Joe Potato
I am happy to meet you, Mr. Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
No offense intended, Paul. I was just being thorough.
Joe Potato
Oh, I understand, of course.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You are Floyd's protector, and I worry about it. Golden boy here. Stacks as high as the national debt. We'll wait right here until everybody's off the field and gone. After that, we'll leave through a route I've mapped out.
Paul Shandor
Craig, are these precautions. Admirable as they are?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
It's why you hired me, Talbot, so let's not be impatient, huh? The first pot shot of $40 million commenced as we crossed the field toward a private door in the administration building. A gunner wearing the fog for a shroud. Hit the dirt, everybody, and stay down. Who was it got hit?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
I did, Mr. Craig.
Joe Potato
My leg.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Your $40 million leg? It's 20 yards to the door. Crawl toward it. Everybody crawl.
Barry Craig
Now.
Paul Shandor
Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I'm a charge tablet. It's crawl, infantry style. There's a killer out there making the fog work wonders for him. Stand up and you're a goner. In the administration building, Spencer Jr. Got his leg wound cleaned and cauterized. And a shot of penicillin to keep
Barry Craig
bacteria from getting ideas.
Paul Shandor
It's only a superficial flesh wound, the
Barry Craig
doctor says, like the fog for that.
Paul Shandor
The fog saved Floyd's life. Yes, but it also enabled the assassin's escape.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
If he's escaped.
Paul Shandor
If he. Well, I don't understand.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Walk with me. Talbot. I mapped out a route, they said a plan. Remember?
Barry Craig
Yes.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
An empty field, then through a private door. Just our party. Once in that door, two airport cops Were to fall in with us, stay with us until we climbed into a waiting limousine.
Paul Shandor
That's well enough conceived. If only the assassin hadn't chosen the field itself for an ambuscade.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
He wasn't always there. He got on the field after the clipper landed and emptied.
Barry Craig
Why? Don't follow.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Oh, in here. I had the big searchlights play over the field before we started across to the administration door.
Paul Shandor
Yes, yes, there were searchlights for a
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
moment, then two blinks stopped. One blink to signal me. Everything was okay. Before our party started across, our gunner sneaked onto the field through the same door we were heading toward.
Paul Shandor
But why through the same door?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Because he had to for timing and target range. Regular field gates measure 250 to 400 yards away.
Paul Shandor
Oh, and the fog would make such marksmanship improbable.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Make it impossible.
Paul Shandor
Your stress on that same door and on the time element, it obviously has significance.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
It does. It signifies Joe Potato.
Barry Craig
Joe?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Joe Potato over there on the bench. I brought him out with me. Joe takes pictures with an eye for goons, creeps and connivers. Oh, Joe, come here.
Joe Potato
Hey, Craig. I don't want to be waiting around long. It's drafty in here. No good for my rheumatism.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Meet a friend, Joe. Mr. Talbot. Joe Potato.
Cerise Foley
I've been telling you and telling you.
Joe Potato
Nick's on a nickname, Craig. It ain't doing me no good socially.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Oh, what other name have you got?
Joe Potato
Well, I like Joe the photographer. It's got advertising in it.
Barry Craig
Oh, clever, clever.
Joe Potato
So let me sell you the picture. Already in blow, huh?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You got it developed?
Joe Potato
I told you the box I worked as automatic. It's got its own developer built in the back. Now, here's the picture. Now give me what you promised me.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Here you are. 20.
Joe Potato
I'm rooked in this deal. Freezing out here for hours for a lousy 20 I'll be spending on radio diathermy.
Paul Shandor
This. This picture, Craig. May I see it?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Sure.
Paul Shandor
You believe this fellow to be the assassin?
Barry Craig
Tell Talbot Joan only one guy went
Joe Potato
out that private door and that picture's him.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Police headquarters, Trev Rogers speaking.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Oh, Barry Craig.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
You sound far away. It's Alaska, I hope.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Tangle Wild airport, Long Island. Sorry.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
There's a clipper leaving for Hindustan in an hour. Climb aboard it, Craig, with a one way ticket.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
There's a character in balloon pants leaving here for your office in three minutes. Joe the photographer.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Joe Potato.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
He just changed his name.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Why are you sending him to me?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
He's carrying a photograph. A face you see on post Office circulars. Check it with your Rogues gallery file.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
What's the rap?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Hunting out of season.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
The game warden's office is in Albany.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
When you've got something, try phoning me at the Floyd Spencer estate. Twin Oaks in Southampton.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Don't wait at the telephone, Craig. You'll grow a long gray beard.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
So be a traitor to your police oath. What's one more killer on the loose?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Killer? Craig, I insist.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Goodbye now. When Spencer Jr dropped the anguished look from his royal kisser, I questioned him privately in my jalopy. Driving to the Spencer place with Talbot and Shandor gone on ahead. I wanted information. And I also wanted the bang of being all alone with 40 million bucks.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
I'm not sure I understand your questions, Mr. Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Excuse my peasant English. You're a target for murder, sonny.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Yes, I. I apparently am.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
There were two other attempts on you abroad. I want to know about them.
Barry Craig
Well?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
A fall from a horse during a polo match. The stirrup had suddenly torn free. There were evidences of a knife. The straps had been tampered with.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Attempt number two.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
After dinner one night, I became violently ill. A ptomaine attack. I was rushed to a hospital.
Barry Craig
Your food had been poisoned, I suppose?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
It was, yes.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Whom do you suspect?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Nobody. If I have enemies, I don't know them.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Who profits by your death? Who profits? The estate. Who gets it?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Oh, well, my Uncle Stanley, I suppose. He's the closest relative I have.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Is there any other information you think I should have?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
I don't want to attach importance to something possibly imaginative or a pure coincidence.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Let me interpret it. You tell it well.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
For weeks in Lisbon, in Cairo, and later again in Lisbon, I had the feeling I was being followed and watched. I turn unexpectedly and see a person somewhere in the background. Always the same person.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Describe this person.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
A bland face, like an Oriental's is bland. A man of dainty size, simply clothed and wearing a fez.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
A fez?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Yes, a bright red fez.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Where did you see him last?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
I dislike saying this positively.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Then say it negatively. Only say it.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
I'm not sure, but that he wasn't on the clipper coming across. There was such a person. A face reminiscent of the man I've described. Only.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Only?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Well, he wasn't wearing the fez.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Missing those ditches is like hedgehog. You see what I see? Up ahead?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
A barrier across the road, a pole
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
between two wooden horses. Another lantern or flare to market.
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Oh, there's a sign tacked on it.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Can you make out what it says?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Detour Road repairs ahead.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The arrow points Left.
Barry Craig
Where to?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
Detour.
Doctor Kempner
Left?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Yeah. Hey, this is a road. Like a wagon trail. Hey, how high does this climb? When do we connect back with the main road?
Floyd Spencer Jr.
The visibility is worse. I suggest your bright lights.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
They're on for all the good they are. Hey, we're risking our necks, Mr. Craig.
Doctor Kempner
A dead end.
Barry Craig
Dead end?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
It's off the mountain you mean? Cross your fingers. I got a crash. I came out of the concussion worrying about a tooth on the lower gum pushed my tongue against it and it swung like an old time saloon door. Damages to the car look minor.
Barry Craig
Dented grill, the hood with folds like corrugated cardboard.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I stood beside the car, breathing in deep, refueling my lungs before I remembered to worry about Spencer Jr. The kid lay unconscious on the front seat where he'd been riding beside me. Quiet with his eyes wide open like a guy stunned into a trance. Normal enough reaction to a car borrowing
Barry Craig
itself into a cliffside chafe.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
His wrists to get the blood circulating and he'd come to as good as new. Spencer Spencer. Only thing, Spencer Jr. Wasn't coming to.
Barry Craig
Ever.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I was rubbing the wrists and patting the cheeks of a dead man. I determined the cause of death by tracing a trickle running down his cheek. Trickle of blood that bounced off his collar and soaked into his clothes. A head injury over the ear. But it hadn't come from the crash. The real cause of death had a touch of voodoo. Floyd Spencer Jr. Had been shot in the head. I tried starting the car without any luck. My jalopy would need towing. That is, if a tow car would dare up the old wagon road. I was standing around keeping a corpse
Barry Craig
company and wondering how to get both
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
of us back to civilization when the
Barry Craig
fez rode into the picture.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
A car tooting its horn and shimmering its lights up. The old wagon rode toward me. I watched the car door open and a fez pop out. Bland face like an Oriental's. A man of dainty size, just as Spencer Jr. Had described him.
Marcel Sorak
Your car is disabled.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Your eyesight's better than that. It crashed.
Marcel Sorak
Yes. Now I see. And your companion, where is he?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Dead on the front seat.
Marcel Sorak
Dead from so small a collision.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Dead from a bullet in his brain. So who are you?
Marcel Sorak
Marcel Surak?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
How did you come to be tagging up here?
Marcel Sorak
In pursuit of you, of course.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
What detained you? I've been admiring the landscape up here. 15 minutes at least.
Marcel Sorak
I lost contact with you on the detour.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The phony detour. The way I figure it now, somebody rigged that detour to send me up a mountain that spiraled to a dead End.
Marcel Sorak
Yes. The detour was, how do you say? Manufactured. I examined it.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I didn't. I still want to know how you've caught up with my party way up here, your tire threats in the pitch dark with headlights swallowed up in mists.
Marcel Sorak
I am very expert in scientific pursuit.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Yeah, I heard. Cairo, Lisbon, and on the Clipper without your fez, you stayed closer to the late Spencer Jr. Than his skin. Why?
Marcel Sorak
For the present, I do not care to divulge.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Change your mind, mister? The kid was murdered. While we both lay unconscious after that crash, someone waited up here for a free shot at the kid. If I miraculously kept the car from going over the cliff. He was in my care and I flopped. I fell for the detour gag. Now talk or I'll tear you apart.
Marcel Sorak
It is so very foolish. Force will not succeed.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
It won't, huh? Let's see if you're right.
Marcel Sorak
You are so very foolish. Force will not succeed. I am pleased to remind you.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
That fancy flip that sent me sailing. What's the trick?
Marcel Sorak
Jiu Jitsu. I am the finest exponent of Jiu jitsu in the world.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Let's have another go at it.
Barry Craig
No.
Marcel Sorak
This time I will shoot you.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
A gun, huh?
Marcel Sorak
You are under arrest, Mr. Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Come again?
Marcel Sorak
I am a confidential investigator.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
You're a confidential investigator licensed by the
Marcel Sorak
governments of Egypt and Portugal. In my pocket I have credentials and a letter of introduction to your authorities.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
What's the charge against me?
Marcel Sorak
Murder. I am sure that you have murdered the young man. Floyd Spencer Jr. Please to enter my car.
Barry Craig
Sure.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
In a minute, please. Now I gotta tie my shoelace. Okay, tie it. I'm the foremost pitcher of rocks in all of the boroughs in greater New York except Brooklyn. After frisking Sorak and studying a flock of papers he kept in what looked like a diplomat's wallet, I turned him over to the New York police, credentials and all.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
It's an official case now, Craig. Of public concern. Too big for you to dominate.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
What's your verdict on Marcel Sorak?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Here's what he says. A confidential investigator.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Detail. By whom?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
The authorities in Lisbon. I've checked by Transoceanic telephone. Those two attempts on the Spencer air were an embarrassment to Portuguese officialdom. As an official gesture, they assigned Sorak to watch over the boy, protect him, perhaps discover who was plotting against him.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
How is Sorak?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
In Fullersham Hospital, recovering from a broken head.
Barry Craig
Urinabeen him.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
A reflex reaction. He threw a gun on me. Did you identify that picture, Joe the photographer brought you?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
I did. Wally Mavis, a Detroit Import? He was a killer for hire.
Barry Craig
Did you say was? Distinctly.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Don't tell me.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Mavis was found dead at the foot of a cliff by state troopers.
Barry Craig
An automobile wreck.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Foot of a cliff. You couldn't be referring to the cliff. I almost went off.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Mavis took the same arranged detour you did, only didn't have the wheelsmanship at the dead end.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Mavis muff killing Spencer Jr. In the airport fog.
Barry Craig
So?
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
So his employer shut him up forever.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
His employer, huh, Trav? Yes, the hired killer, Wally Mavis. Has news of his death gotten out yet? Gotten out? To the press, over the radio, to John Q. Public.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Oh, no, it hasn't. I don't think Mavis was identified hardly an hour ago.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Keep it like that, mom. Understood. Disclosed. Wally Mavis wasn't shut up. He's in the police hospital. He survived the wreck.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
I see your scheme.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I'm so glad you do. Just don't gum it up, huh? The ancestral home of the Spencers, Twin Oaks, had the usual high stone fences and baying hounds inside. At long last, I got to meet uncle Stanley.
Uncle Stanley
Where is my nephew, mister? Did you tell me your name now?
Barry Craig
Three times.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Outside the door? At the door and in the vestibule.
Uncle Stanley
Oh, so you did. You're Mr. Howard Craig. My nephew was coming with you.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The lawyer, Talbot, said.
Uncle Stanley
Now where's my nephew?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
In the morgue.
Uncle Stanley
The morgue, did you say?
Barry Craig
I said he's dead.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
He was murdered.
Uncle Stanley
Oh, now, was he?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Is that all the reaction, huh?
Uncle Stanley
What did you say now?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I said, where's the reaction? You lost a favorite nephew.
Uncle Stanley
Favorite? Oh, the boy was no favorite of mine.
Barry Craig
I noticed.
Uncle Stanley
15 years in that foreign land and coming home now to steal what belongs to me. Where did you say he is now,
Barry Craig
did you say, huh?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Taking in a movie? Where's Talbot and Paul Shandor?
Uncle Stanley
Sitting in the library. The boy's no favorite of mine. Fifteen years in that foreign land, and now he comes home.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
In the library? Talbot managed a look that said he'd like to see me boiled in oil.
Paul Shandor
You were criminally derelict, Craig.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I fell for a phony detour.
Paul Shandor
Young Spencer was entrusted to your charge, and now he's dead. Any excuses? Don't stand with me.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Is that a threat, too? Who engineered young Spencer's murder?
Paul Shandor
How should I know?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Try to guess. I'm staying with this case until I nail the murderer. Talbot.
Paul Shandor
Neochromite.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
What about neochromite?
Paul Shandor
It's the keystone to the entire Spencer fortune. An industrial synthetic, more revolutionary than plastics. It's the bellwether of the Stock market. Shrewd traders have made fortunes in its market rise. Shrewder traders have made greater fortunes in its market fall.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Too complex. Where's the motive for murder In Neochromite.
Paul Shandor
I'm speaking hypothetically, mind you. Floyd Spencer Sr. Kept iron control of Neochromite. Spencer control was jeopardized when he died.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
And Spencer control is over with young Spencer's murder. Is that the idea? Neochromite becomes a free for all?
Paul Shandor
Yes. Yes. There are literally scores of manipulators who can profit by young Spencer's death.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Scores of murder suspect.
Paul Shandor
The stakes are beyond imagination.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Suppose now we limit our imaginations to Uncle Stanley. Only hypothetically, mind you. What's Uncle's state of mind?
Paul Shandor
Feeble. You've talked to him.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
How about his state of energy? Energy to hire a professional killer, then go it alone and rig a phony detour sign. Then hide out on a mountaintop and fire a bullet into his nephew's brain. It takes energy and zip. And muscle. Also some mental coordination. Does old uncle add up to it?
Paul Shandor
Oh, possibly.
Narrator
He's spry enough.
Paul Shandor
Remarkably active, in fact, for his age. And charged with hatred.
Barry Craig
Hatred?
Paul Shandor
Hatred for the wife and mother who deserted his brother, the late Floyd Spencer senior. Hatred for the boy come home to usurp a fortune.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
A nice try, Talbot.
Barry Craig
What did you say?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I said a nice try. Scores of suspects, generally in a mentally defunct uncle. Specifically, a nice try to make the situation beautifully confused. But it won't work.
Paul Shandor
Just what nonsense is this, Craig?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
The hired killer. The one knocked off as a precaution because I'd connived a photograph of him. I'm referring to Wally Mavis, brought in from Detroit. He didn't die, Talbot, as scheduled, therefore. Nice acting, nice facial control. You'd be an Academy Award vet in pictures if you weren't going to the electric chair.
Paul Shandor
Craig, you've lost your mind. I won't stand here and listen to you.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Then you'll lie here. Mavis survived the car wreck. He lived to confess. Who hired him? The last I heard, Mavis talked. 28 pages of police evidence on page one. He named you Mavis.
Paul Shandor
Named me?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
He spelled your name out big. He swore you hired him to murder Floyd Spencer Jr. An old psychological police
Barry Craig
trick with a beard like Rip Van Winkles. But how it worked.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Tablet was too much of an amateur and murder to smell out the trick or hold off from singing out his guilt in a voice that started out baritone and ended falsetto. Fred Rogers motored himself over to Twin Oaks for some post mortem so Talbot
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
had looted the Spencer estate and was
Barry Craig
afraid of an accounting check.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
An accounting forced by young Spencer. And Talbot would go to jail. Talbot wanted time, lots of time. He hoped to make good his theft from the Spencer estate through Neo Chromite.
Barry Craig
Buy cheap.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Profit by the confused market reaction created by the murder of the Spencer ab. Buy cheap, then sell high.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
That's the whole story. Hiring me was a camouflage, a screen to hide behind.
Barry Craig
Not very clever in my book.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Hiring you made Talbot a private suspect.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
In my book, too. Right from scratch. So let's not brag.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Too bad about young Spencer. 21, with $40 million. The whole wide world, his for the taking. Kind of a sad end for him.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Don't shed tears. Trail for the wrong corpse.
Barry Craig
The wrong corpse.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Take again at this snapshot. I found it on Marcel Serac when I frisked him.
Barry Craig
Huh.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Picture young Spencer's traveling companion, Paul Shander.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
There's a spitting of rust on your mental machinery, Lieutenant.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
Say, wait a minute.
Barry Craig
Uh, Paul.
Joe Potato
Yes, Mr. Craig?
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Marcel Serac wasn't interested in a Paul Shandor. His assignment was Floyd Spencer Jr.
Barry Craig
Yes, of course.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
I guess this snapshot Sorok carried on him to be Floyd Spencer Jr. As a matter of fact, I guess you to be Floyd Spencer, Jr.
Joe Potato
Yes, I am Floyd Spencer.
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
You changed identities with Paul Shander?
Joe Potato
Yes, in Lisbon, before Mr. Talbot's arrival. It was Paul's idea to cheat. Cheaters, he said, to ensure that I
Lieutenant Trev Rogers
lived quite a beau geste to do
Barry Craig
what he did for you. Laying down his life for a friend.
Joe Potato
Paul was a beau geste. All through him, Lieutenant, he was a man I could never be.
Barry Craig
We.
Joe Potato
We made a bargain when we exchanged identities.
Barry Craig
What was the bargain?
Joe Potato
That if he lost his life, I would lose my fortune.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Lose it how?
Joe Potato
Give it away, Befriend the world, was how Paul put it.
Barry Craig
And will you?
Joe Potato
I'll try to keep to my bargain. I, too, want very much to be a beau geste.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
$40 million.
Barry Craig
And, brother, does this sad old world need befriending. Good night, folks. See you next week.
Narrator
You'll be listening to William Gargan in another exciting transcribed mystery drama from the adventures of Barry Craig, confidential investigator. Tonight's story, motive for Murder, was written by John Robert. Next week, it's the strange story titled Murder in Mink, about which Barry Craig has this to say.
Narrator/Barry Craig Commentary
Next week, I meet a girl who has lost a mink coat, a man who has lost his head, and a
Barry Craig
corpse which has lost its life. See you next week, folks.
Narrator
Featured in the role of Talbot was Arnold Moss. Barry Craig, starring William Gargan, was under the direction of Hyman Brown. This is Don Parlo speaking.
Barry Craig
Next, Robert Montgomery presents Something different in news analysis on NBC.
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Podcast: 1001 Radio Crime Solvers
Host: Jon Hagadorn
Featured Series: Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator
Episode Date: May 8, 2026
This double-length episode of 1001 Radio Crime Solvers features two classic radio mysteries from "Barry Craig, Confidential Investigator":
Both stories showcase the quintessential hard-boiled wit, romantic misadventures, and cunning detective skills of Barry Craig—brought to life in the golden age of radio.
“Getting the unconscious dragon out of the wreck was like breaking into a sardine can with your fingernails.” —Barry Craig (08:56)
“You’re in the land of the free. We pay judges to step on a worm.” —Barry Craig (12:28)
“You can’t throw guys out of windows.” —Barry Craig (15:29)
“She told me she was princess something or other, traveling incognito.” —Reuben Clark, the dragon (23:57)
“I’m handcuffing you and tying you up so you stay put in my absence.” —Barry Craig (25:28)
“She does not know you. That is another symptom in her hallucinations... She forgets the escapade and her companion in it totally.” —Dr. Kempner (29:06)
“Hit the dirt, everybody, and stay down. Who was it got hit?” —Barry Craig (39:20)
“You got it developed? … Now here’s the picture. Now give me what you promised me.” —Joe Potato (41:47)
“The estate. Who gets it?” —Barry Craig
“Oh, well, my Uncle Stanley, I suppose. He’s the closest relative I have.” —Floyd Spencer Jr. (44:31)
“Jiu Jitsu. I am the finest exponent of Jiu Jitsu in the world.” —Marcel Sorak (50:31)
“The stakes are beyond imagination.” —Talbot (55:38)
“You’d be an Academy Award vet in pictures if you weren’t going to the electric chair.” —Barry Craig (56:59)
“If he lost his life, I would lose my fortune.” —Floyd Spencer Jr. (59:54)
“And, brother, does this sad old world need befriending.” —Barry Craig (60:18)
This episode delivers two intricate, twisty mystery plots brimming with clever dialogue, unreliable narrators, and a healthy dose of emotional depth. Whether encountering manipulative femmes fatales, hired guns, eccentric millionaires, or grave robbers, Barry Craig's blend of humor, skepticism, and heart stands out, reminding us why the golden age of radio is beloved to this day.