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Fredericks
Foreign.
Boston Blackie
This is case closed crime stories from.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
The golden age of radio.
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Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Pursuit.
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A criminal strikes and fades quickly back.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Into the shadows of his own dark world.
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Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Muffet. What's an 11 letter word for a person who writes obituaries?
Sergeant Muffat
I don't know, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Necra. Necra something.
Fredericks
Oh.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, would you like to see the paper? Oh, thanks very much. I say, Inspector. Yes? Could I have the manacle on my right hand? This one's getting awfully tired. Yes, of course, You know that. That's better. Stiff. Rub it and get the circulation back. Look here, if you simply must keep me in irons, can't I have them on both hands? Must I be shackled to the seat? Afraid so, sir. Would you mind moving down now?
Sergeant Muffat
All right.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Perhaps you'd rather sit on this side with your back to the engine? No, thanks. Makes me deathly ill. Your hand, please.
Boston Blackie
Um.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
What time do we arrive in London tomorrow morning? 5:20. Frightful hour. How do you expect me to get any sleep with these things on? Just have to do the best you can, sir. We had good reason to have this man shackled to the seat in our compartment. We were confident that he was one of five men who had carried out one of the boldest and most lucrative robberies in the history of London. £500,000 from Barton's Bank, Oxford Street. This had taken place two weeks ago and the entire resources of Scotland Yard had been unable to uncover the slightest trace of clue or criminal. Until an alert shopkeeper In Carlisle, some 300 miles to the northwest, identified the serial number of one of the missing five pound notes and held the parser of the bill until the police arrived. He refused to identify himself or state how he came into Possession of the money. Moffatt and I felt that this evidence was sufficient to warrant the return of our nameless prisoner to London and Scotland Yard.
Sergeant Muffat
Another station, sir. I thought this was a through train.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
It is, Muffett. There shouldn't be any halts between Carlisle and Preston. That's queer.
Sergeant Muffat
We're slowing down, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
From the sound of that whistle, there may be something on the lines. Pop your head out and have a look.
Sergeant Muffat
Roger.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Excuse me. Quite all right. Station.
Sergeant Muffat
That's certain, sir. There seem to be some lights up there. Probably something on the crossover.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Let's go outside.
Sergeant Muffat
See those lights, sir?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yes, Conductor. What's up? Sorry, sir. A lorry stalled on the crossover. Won't be a moment. Better stay aboard, sir. Right you are. Come on, Muffin. I wish you would close that blinking door. It's cold. I'm sorry, sir. Just a moment. What? Don't close the door. He's got a gun, sir. You, sir? No. Hello, chum. No. Come on, we've got a car waiting. Well, I can't. They've got these bloody things on me. You get them off, quick. Afraid not. What do you look like under your mask? Stay where you are.
Announcer
Give me the key.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Now fear. If you want it, you'll have to shoot. Shoot him like that. Shut up, Blaster. For the last time, give me the key.
Boston Blackie
Sorry.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Give me the gun. I'll make him. No, there's no time. Come on. Shoot them off the link here. There's no time for that either. It's your fault. We told you not to go to Carlisle. But you can't let them take me. I know. Sorry. No.
Sergeant Muffat
Oh, Roger Moffett.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Stop here. Pull the emergency cord, Moffat. I'm going after him. I was not as fortunate as the man who had dropped from the train before me. I lost my balance and was a few seconds regaining my feet, I ran back down the railway lines. There was a Shadow Racing about 50ft in front of me. A shadow that halted a hedgerow and then disappeared.
Sergeant Muffat
Let's go. Right. Come on.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Come on.
Boston Blackie
Oh, blast.
Sergeant Muffat
Inspector.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Here, Moffat.
Sergeant Muffat
You all right, sir?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Why, Moffatt, why is it that we can't carry guns and they can?
Sergeant Muffat
I don't know, sir. Tradition, I suppose. You all right, sir?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
No lights on her. I couldn't see the registration. Looked and sounded like a Vauxhall, though.
Sergeant Muffat
You better do something about your forehead, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
It's bleeding. Later. Later, Muffet. What about the prisoner? Is he dead?
Sergeant Muffat
Like a doornail, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I find that neither amusing nor analogous. Muppet.
Sergeant Muffat
Oh, I'm sorry.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Sir. Come along and have a look at that ruddy lorry. It was a ramshackle 1926 Overland, bearing no registration at all. It had obviously been driven onto the lines and abandoned, headlamps switched on for the express purpose of halting our train. We returned to our carriage for the luggage, removed the manacles from our dead prisoner and instructed the conductor to seal the compartment until the arrival of yardmen in London. Then Moffat and I climbed into the camp of the old lorry and gingerly set out for the nearest village, which was Ambleside, about 18 miles away. I drove one of these things to Devonshire once, and a lark was new then. It didn't sound any better than this.
Sergeant Muffat
This road doesn't help, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
You know, Muffet, this whole thing was very nicely planned and carried out.
Sergeant Muffat
I'd say so, sir, in spite of.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
The fact that it failed. Or did it fail?
Sergeant Muffat
I don't follow you, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Why didn't he blow the manacles of our prisoner with his gun?
Sergeant Muffat
He'd have had to turned away from us. Do it, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Why didn't he shoot us first?
Sergeant Muffat
Not much time, sir. The train was moving.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
No, I don't think so at that range.
Sergeant Muffat
Shot.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
You're finished. Shot. I'm done. Two or three seconds now, he would have had time. Perhaps they wanted to kill him. They might have been taking him from the train to kill him.
Sergeant Muffat
You know the one called Roger, sir. He said they told him not to go to Carlisle.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yes. Two points there. One, we know we're looking for a man named Roger. Number two, what we hoped would happen after the robbery may well have happened. There was already dissension among the quintet. Thus, one eliminated.
Sergeant Muffat
I'd say that was pretty important, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Right you are. Now, another thing. We took our prisoner aboard the train half an hour before departure. They must have seen us enter the compartment. Between that time and the halting of the train, they accomplished quite a lot. Yes, sir.
Sergeant Muffat
Came here from Carlisle, got this lorry.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
They knew where the train would stop. They knew where the road would parallel the lines. They knew a great deal, Muffin.
Sergeant Muffat
They must have been pretty familiar with these parts, sir. You think the Barton robbery should have been done by Carlisle people and not Londoners?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
No, not necessarily. Carlisle, remember the Vauxhall drove off in this direction toward Ambleside.
Sergeant Muffat
They've got a good start, sir. And we're not doing much better than 20.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Hello. What's that on the road ahead?
Sergeant Muffat
Looks like a man, sir. Staggering all over the place.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
He's awfully drunk or badly hurt. I'd say.
Sergeant Muffat
Now I know I'm dead. Tis an angel in a bowler hat.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Give him a hand, Mother. Come along, sir. We'll drive you to the village in the doctor.
Tommy
Oh.
Sergeant Muffat
Busted my brains, they did.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Who did, sir?
Sergeant Muffat
It was. Oh, hi, Molly.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I beg your pardon?
Sergeant Muffat
She's my lorry. You won't be the beggars that bashed my brains in. Only you was wearing masks before.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Masks? How many were there?
Sergeant Muffat
You ought to know. No, no, no. You ain't gonna hit me again.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
We're policemen from Scotland Yard in London.
Sergeant Muffat
That don't give you no right to kill a man and steal his. Molly.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
We want to help you, sir, with the police. Oh.
Sergeant Muffat
Oh, I'm saved.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
These men that attacked you, how many were they?
Sergeant Muffat
Hundreds of them. Hundreds?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yes, yes. Did they have a car?
Sergeant Muffat
A huge black thing, it were.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Could it have been a Vauxhall?
Sergeant Muffat
Ah, it might.
Fredericks
Ah.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Did you notice a registration?
Sergeant Muffat
Nay, nay. They ran me off the road and dragged me out and then killed me on the head.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
From which direction did they come?
Sergeant Muffat
Humble side, it was. Those are the ones, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Have you seen the car again, say, in the past quarter of an hour?
Sergeant Muffat
Oh, nay, nay, but I. I just woke up.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I see. Would you direct us to the Chief Constable of the district, Mister.
Sergeant Muffat
Gullion. Jeremy Gullion. And I'll direct you. Mr. Bashford lives in Ambleside.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Very well. Now get in, sir. We'll get you to a doctor.
Sergeant Muffat
Oh, no, no. Get away from that wheel. Jeremy Gullion allows nobody to drive Molly but himself. Now she beats her. The Chief Constable's house.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Thank you, Mr. Galleon. We want to see you again. Later.
Sergeant Muffat
You can find me. Everyone knows where I live.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Sir. Yes, I see it. Hot, sir.
Sergeant Muffat
She's been on a fast run.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
She's big, too black and it's a Vauxhall.
Sergeant Muffat
But what's it doing in front of the Chief Constable's house?
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Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Our pursuit had led us to Ambleside, in the heart of the Lake District. In Mountainous westward. It had also led us into an extremely delicate situation. We were almost certain that the Vauxhall car used by the escaping criminals was the one now standing in front of the Chief Constable's house. It was my uncomfortable duty to question him as a possible suspect, a task which could be most difficult as the authority of the district lay in Mr. Bashford's hands and not in mine.
Sergeant Muffat
Yes?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Chief Constable Bashford? Yes. I'm Chief Inspector Black of Scotland Yard. This is Sergeant Muffin. Oh, won't you come in? Thanks so much. Scotland Yard? Well, Sergeant Moffat and I were taking a prisoner to London from Carlisle. Oh, really? Do sit down. Our train was stopped and our prisoner killed by a man, who then drove off with two or three others. Killed? Your prisoner?
Announcer
Really?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
We believe that they are the men who robbed Barton's bank two weeks ago. No, Mr. Bashford, I'm afraid I must ask you a rather impertinent question. Impertinent? The Vauxhall outside, is it yours? Yes, of course it is. Have you driven it tonight? No, I'm sorry, sir, but it has been driven.
Boston Blackie
What?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
What do you mean? Within the past half hour, sir.
Sergeant Muffat
Rot, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
It's absolute blasted. Radiator and bonnet are still hot, sir.
Announcer
Getz, are you calling me a liar?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
No, no, sir. I don't doubt your word. But somebody has driven it. Oh, we'll see about this. Peppery old goat, isn't he, sir?
Sergeant Muffat
Unless he wants us to think he is.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Quiet, quiet. Muffin. Who the devil has been driving my car? That's what we want to find out, sir.
Sergeant Muffat
By gad, somebody's going to pay for this.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, it was here when I came home. When was that? Oh, five, ten minutes ago. I was playing dominoes with old petal. Free, Mr. Pettle. Free can corroborate that. Dash it all, sir. You questioning the veracity of my statement? I've been with him since 8 o'. Clock. Do you leave the keys in your car when it's outside, sir? Of course I do. Nobody steals cars in Ambleside. I see. I don't. This is serious. This is juicy serious. It is, sir. And I'm sure that with your assistance, we can get to the bottom of it. There's no doubt that your car was used by the men we're after. Tell me, sir, have there been any strangers in the town recently? Of course. There are always strangers here. Tourists, don't you know. They come to throw refuse in Windermere Lake.
Announcer
What do these men look like?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
We don't know, sir. They have Been seen only masked. I would say that they are comparatively young, although one seemed older than the rest. Mr. Bashford assured me of his full support and immediately retired to bed, graciously allowing me the use of his telephone. Moffat obtained the map and we drew a rough circle around our present location, then notified the police of Carlisle, Penrith, Windermere, Barrow and Whitehaven. The cordon began to form. With luck, our quarry would find no road open to them. But there were the Cumbrian mountains, the fells and waters of the Lake District. And these we should have to cover inch by inch. The next morning, Moffat and I contacted by phone every village and hamlet within a 20 mile radius and explained to each local constable the problem at hand. We warned them that the men we sought were dangerous. Then there was nothing to do but wait. At 11 o' clock, our patience was rewarded. Chief Inspector Black? Yes. Oh, where did you say Pencil muppet. Here you are, sir. Thanks.
Announcer
Yes.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Greenup Edge, huh? Right. About six miles, huh? Good. Thank you, Constable. We'll be right over. Yes. Goodbye.
Sergeant Muffat
Got something, sir?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I think so. Constable at Greenup Edge says four men rented a cottage near there about two weeks ago. He thinks they might fit the general physical description we have. It's worth a try, sir, but we'll need pistols.
Sergeant Muffat
Chief Constable might be able to supply us, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
He might, if he is still in his office. I get the feeling that Mr. Bashford is more a girl gentleman of leisure than Chief Constable to Bobby. Makes you sign for the pistol. S. You're on, Mother. I'll stare him down. I'm in. Ah, Inspector.
Announcer
Any luck?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Any luck? Possibly, sir. We've received word from Green at Edge four. Suspect staying there. Well, well, we must write him down, Asa.
Sergeant Muffat
Nothing like this has happened in Ambleside. And by Jeffrey, sir, we write them down.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Sergeant Muffet and I are unarmed. Do you have any firearms?
Boston Blackie
Of course.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Always for an emergency. Reverend, Sir.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Fine weapon. Reminds me of the old days in Afghanistan.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Tribesmen, wild devils cut your heart out. One of these? Yes, I'm sure of it, sir. Thanks very much. Not at all. I wish I'd go with you. My gout, you know. Oh, yes, I understand, sir. Well, keep in touch with me. All the best. And by the way, before you go, would you sign for these pistols, please? Yes, of course. Oh, and sir, before I forget, you needn't worry about your statement last night. My. I beg your pardon? You said that you had been playing dominoes with Mr. Pettle free and that you had not been driving your car. But of course, I did. And Mr. Pettle Free and two other neighbors attested to that fact this morning, sir. Therefore, you will be pleased to know that you are no longer a suspect. But dash it all, sir, when was I? When was I? Precautions, sir, precautions. You, as an old soldier, would appreciate that. Good morning, Inspector.
Sergeant Muffat
The pistols. You didn't sign for no time now, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
They'll be returned in good order. Two shillings, please. Yes, sir. But you tell me there are only four men here, Constable. That's all I've seen about, sir. But there were five a week or more ago.
Sergeant Muffat
One we picked up in Carlisle, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
It might be. Maybe. There's the cottage, Inspector. You know, I thought it was odd, those four. Walking trip in the mountains, they said. But they never walked.
Fredericks
They just stayed in the cottage.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
You better stay here, Constable. The men are on.
Fredericks
If you say.
Boston Blackie
Wait.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Wait a moment. See something, sir? May have been the curtain at the open window.
Sergeant Muffat
If these are our people, they chose a good place. Pretty isolated wild country, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yeah. The fifth man should have stayed here. He might be alive. Careful now. Come on. And that's the end of the trees. Stay here and cover me, will you? Right.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
It.
Boston Blackie
Muppet.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, that's another one, Muppet.
Sergeant Muffat
Nasty, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yes. You recognize him?
Sergeant Muffat
Grim without the mask, sir.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I'd say it was the chap on the train.
Announcer
Roger.
Sergeant Muffat
Shot him in the head while he was asleep.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I don't think asleep. Look here. Tray by the bed with untouched food. Medicine man was ill. Why kill him, sir? He might have. Wait a moment. This is Antebrin.
Boston Blackie
Ah.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Here's your answer, Muppet.
Boston Blackie
Malaria.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Malaria, sir.
Boston Blackie
Right.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
He was probably delirious. That's why they killed him. He couldn't go with them. Obviously they didn't want to leave him behind to talk.
Sergeant Muffat
You think they went afoot, sir?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Looks like it. Here, you see this? This? Hairbrushes, clothes. Oh, no, Muffet. They dictate nothing extraneous.
Sergeant Muffat
Only half a million pounds, eh, sir?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yes. Now the next thing to find out is which way they went. I left the constable on guard at the cottage and Moffat and I returned to Greenup Edge. From there, the manhunt began. We felt reasonably sure that they had gone on foot. And when we went back to the cottage again, we, our hunters, confirm this. A pack of hounds from Helvellyn had been brought to the scene and immediately took up the scent, leading us into the strange and almost fictitious grandeur of the lakes and mountains of Cumberland. Yes.
Sergeant Muffat
Anybody ever asked me, take a walk at dinner. I'll chill up.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Slippery here. Muffet. Careful. Yes. Dogs sound excited, Muffet. Wouldn't like to have them after me, sir. There. There's the constable on the flag.
Sergeant Muffat
What is it, Constable?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
You must be close. Then try to travel faster.
Sergeant Muffat
Which way?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
We went on, stumbling and fighting our way up the grim crags and slopes of Gabbled Fell. For the fugitives weighted down by their plunder, it must have been sheer torture. 45 minutes later, against the dead gray face of rock near the barren peak, we saw three men struggling slowly upward, helpless and vulnerable. There was no crevice nor shrub to shield them from their pursuers. And except for what they may have had in their pockets, they carried nothing in their hands but their lives.
Sergeant Muffat
You men come down. We have rifles.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
They get to the top. So we're going to have trouble. The dogs can't get across that face. We'll have to bring them down again and take them round to the other side to pick up the trail. We'll lose the daylight.
Boston Blackie
Very well.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Movit, hand me the rifle. Yes, sir. Thanks.
Sergeant Muffat
There's a cartridge already in the chamber, sir.
Fredericks
Right.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I saw three puffs of dust explode above the head of each man. Then I saw them stop, hesitate and begin the slow descent to where we waited. At the foot of Gavel Fell Pursuit. And the pursuit is ended.
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Boston Blackie
What was that address again, Mary?
Mary Wesley
2400 Wallace Street. It should be in the next block, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
Want me to wait after I drop you off?
Mary Wesley
Well, that depends on what you've got to do. If it's something that might lead you into trouble, wait for me.
Boston Blackie
You know I never get into trouble, Mary. It's only the criminals I go after that get into it.
Mary Wesley
Well, that's the way it's been up till now. But every time you leave me, I start to worry.
Boston Blackie
Don't you trust me, lady?
Mary Wesley
Oh, Blackie, you know how important you are to me.
Boston Blackie
I'm kind of important to me too, Mary. Now, stop worrying. And here's that 2,400 address. I'll pick you up in half an.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Hour if you like.
Mary Wesley
I don't know how long I'll be. You better go and I'll take a cab. But, Blackie, please.
Boston Blackie
I promise not to get hit by some gangster's bullet. If only because we have a date tonight.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Okay? Sure.
Boston Blackie
I'll see you tonight. My cold ought to be better by then.
Mary Wesley
Well, I certainly hope so.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Bye. Bye. Morning. What can I do for you?
Mary Wesley
I'm Mary Wesley. I phoned you earlier this morning.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Oh, that's right, you did. Sit down.
Mary Wesley
Thank you.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Okay. What's your problem, Ms. Wesley?
Mary Wesley
First, is this as good a private detective agency as you advertise?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
We're modest, Ms. Wesley. Or even better than that.
Mary Wesley
Well, we'll soon find out. I have a difficult job for you.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Harder. They are better. We like them. What do you want us to do?
Mary Wesley
I want you to follow someone.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Shadowing's easy, Ms. Wesley. So easy we sometimes hate to take money for.
Boston Blackie
Oh, we will.
Mary Wesley
I think you'll find it rather hard to follow this person. And whatever the cost, I'll pay it. Money is no object.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
And what is the object in following this man?
Mary Wesley
Well, that's not important. I just want you to follow him everywhere he goes. Now, don't let him out of your sight for one minute. I want you to get a detailed report on everything he does.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
But everything can do. My man will watch him every minute. Now, just one little detail. What's the name of the guy you want shattered?
Mary Wesley
His name is Boston Blackie.
Announcer
And now back to Dick Kalmer as Boston Blackie.
Boston Blackie
Enemy to those who make him an enemy.
Announcer
Friend to those who have no friend.
Tommy
Hello, boys.
Fredericks
Hello, Tommy. Where you been?
Tommy
Me?
Fredericks
I've Been? No, no, don't tell me. I know. Gone down to the Herald Building to get your newspaper off the truck again.
Tommy
But I had a boss. I just had to see what Dick Dash detective did to Peach Face and I couldn't wait.
Fredericks
You take your sweet time about going to see your dying mother, but you can't wait for the paper to come out to see what happens to Dick Dash.
Tommy
Ah, boy, sometimes I wait for the paper to be delivered.
Fredericks
You wait for the paper when you won't. Don't wake up till just before it's delivered. Now look, sit down. I want to talk to you.
Tommy
You want to see Dick Dash? He's gonna take the fuzz off Peach Face's kiss.
Fredericks
Annie, sit down or I'll take the nose off yours. Now, we got this new stick up racket going and it's going great. But it can be greater.
Tommy
Yeah, I know. We've been doing awful good lately, ain't we?
Fredericks
Yeah, but it's only the beginning. Now listen, Tommy, I want to. Want me to duck, Bosch? No, just sit where you are. I might need you.
Boston Blackie
I get it. I'm in. Hello, Fredericks.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, Boston.
Fredericks
Blackie. What do you want down here? As if it would make any difference.
Boston Blackie
To me any other time, Fredericks, I'd resent talk like that. Now I'm taking it.
Fredericks
What's the rover boy got roving around in his mind? You know, Tommy, don't you?
Boston Blackie
Who'd want to?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Look, Blackie, maybe I.
Boston Blackie
Sit down, small stuff. I came here to see your boss, not to clip you.
Tommy
Oh, is that so? Well, kid, let's start something right now.
Fredericks
Shut up, Tommy.
Boston Blackie
Okay.
Fredericks
Blackie may want something here, but I don't think it's trouble.
Boston Blackie
You're right, Fredericks. It's a job.
Fredericks
A job? I didn't think you worked, Blackie, except on people like us.
Boston Blackie
Well, a time has come when I think I ought to work with people like you. That's all right. Laugh if you want, Fredericks, but I need money. That's not funny to me.
Fredericks
You broke, Blackie? I don't believe it.
Boston Blackie
I'll tell you how broke I am. You're in a good racket. The risk is high, but so is the take. I want in.
Fredericks
Oh, now, Blackie, please. Aren't you being just a little corny? You don't think I'd trust you within a mile of me when I'm doing a job, do you?
Boston Blackie
I didn't expect you to know. But you could give me a chance. Find out if you can trust me. Then if you can let me in, I could be a big help to you.
Fredericks
Now, that's the first thing you said that I can believe. Blackie, I'll tell you what I'll do. You can come in on a job with us tonight.
Boston Blackie
All right.
Fredericks
Now wait a minute. I'm no sucker. You're in on my terms.
Boston Blackie
I'm listening.
Fredericks
There may be trouble. And if there is, and if I have the slightest idea that you were responsible, I'll kill you before you can move an eyelash.
Boston Blackie
Hello, Mary? This is Blackie.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Oh, Blackie, I called your apartment 10 times since I got home, and you weren't there.
Fredericks
Now, where are you?
Boston Blackie
In a phone booth on Wheaton Street. I've just come from seeing Fredericks.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Seeing him or trying to see him?
Boston Blackie
I saw him and he didn't see through me. Well, not completely. But he's ruined our date tonight.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
I don't mind that too much. As long as you got what you wanted. Only be careful. Please, Blackie, for me.
Boston Blackie
I'll do my best. I'm going out with Fredericks tonight. Sort of a trial. I'll be with him from 8 till midnight when we pull a job.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Then I won't see you till tomorrow.
Boston Blackie
That's the way it looks. Oh, how did you do with your end of the deal?
Mary Wesley
Oh, don't worry.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
A man from the Brown Detective Agency will follow you everywhere you go.
Fredericks
He'll see everything you do.
Boston Blackie
Good. Now all I have to do is hope that Inspector Faraday doesn't interfere. Because if I'm in the groove tonight, Fredericks and his boys will be in the bag tomorrow.
Fredericks
Now, keep moving through the bushes till you're under that first window there, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
All right.
Fredericks
Fredericks and Tommy and Bill will drop the stuff down to us.
Boston Blackie
Yeah.
Fredericks
Hey, you did a good job on that lock, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
Thanks. That's my new business from now on. Hey, Fredericks, did you have to pick a place surrounded by bushes?
Sergeant Muffat
Ouch.
Boston Blackie
Those thorns hurt.
Fredericks
You'll get a worse pain than that from this gun in your back if you cross us tonight.
Boston Blackie
Why don't you stop that talk? I mean this because I want to get something out of it, and that's all. I'm glad we're out of those bushes, though. Which window do we stand at?
Fredericks
The one just above us now. Hey, there's Bill up there. Toss the stuff down, Bill. Okay.
Boston Blackie
Where's Tommy?
Fredericks
Watching the entrance of the building so Bill can work without having to be his own lookout.
Mary Wesley
Hey, down there.
Announcer
Catch.
Boston Blackie
I got it. Hey, what is this stuff just something.
Fredericks
That'S easier to steal and earn.
Boston Blackie
One guess. Money, huh?
Fredericks
Good guess. Hey, Bill. Yeah, boss? We're ready to make a break for it. You stick up there as a lookout till we get away.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Sure, boss.
Fredericks
I'll stay up here.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Hey, boss.
Fredericks
Yeah?
Boston Blackie
Watchman.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
He's coming around the back of the building.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I can see him from here. I better let him have it.
Fredericks
Yeah, make it snappy.
Boston Blackie
Wait a minute. Wide up there, Bill.
Fredericks
He'll hear you. Blackie, start talking.
Boston Blackie
I'll handle the watchman. Okay with you?
Fredericks
Okay, but do it fast.
Boston Blackie
I'm on my way. I gotta be able to tag him just before he comes around the corner of the building.
Fredericks
Now, wait here, Blackie. Only don't get cute. Just don't get cute.
Inspector Faraday
Something awful funny's going on here.
Boston Blackie
Good night, friend. I tagged him, Fredericks. He won't move for a while.
Fredericks
Better shoot him, Blackie. If he's alive, he'll know what you look like.
Boston Blackie
You're the boss, boss. Well, Federics, I knocked him off. We better get going now.
Fredericks
Okay, Blackie. That was nice shooting. All right, come on. That shot will bring the cops here in no time.
Boston Blackie
Believe me. I'm not waiting around to say hello to them. Let's go.
Fredericks
Yeah.
Boston Blackie
For some reason or other, I don't mind the thorns in these bushes as much as I did.
Fredericks
Maybe it's because you don't have a gun in your back.
Boston Blackie
Now, what does that mean?
Fredericks
But you're okay, Blackie. I can use you. Shooting that watchman will set you in solid.
Boston Blackie
Thanks. Hey, there's Tommy. The car. Where's Bill?
Fredericks
Probably still in the building. But he'll get away. If he doesn't, so what? I've got you to take his place.
Mary Wesley
I'm awful proud of what you did last night, Blackie. I think we ought to celebrate.
Boston Blackie
So it's me. Like to go to the Carlton tonight?
Mary Wesley
You talked me into it.
Boston Blackie
We're celebrating a little early, you know, honey, I'm in the Fredericks gang. All right. But I still have to find out where their next job is so I can have Faraday there to grab them.
Mary Wesley
What would the inspector do without you? And for that matter, what would I do?
Boston Blackie
Ah, that's what I like, an interruption when the conversation is getting good. Come in.
Inspector Faraday
Hello, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
Hello, Faraday, old pal. Mary and I were planning to go out to celebrate. Want to join us?
Inspector Faraday
Lanky, when you and Ms. Wesley go out, she's going home. And you're probably going downtown with me.
Boston Blackie
You mean There's a doubt in your mind.
Inspector Faraday
Not much of a one, I'll tell you that. Lankey, you've been trying to get something on a guy named Fredericks, huh?
Boston Blackie
Don't look now, Inspector, but I practically gotten what I want. I was on a job with him last night.
Inspector Faraday
That's what I thought. You shot the watchman on that job, didn't you?
Boston Blackie
Sure. With blanks.
Inspector Faraday
Blanks? Since when would a blank cartridge kill a man? That watchman was found shot to death, Blackie.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, listen, not that it should be any news to you, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
Hold it, Mary. You know how wrong Faraday generally is. Inspector, for your information, I went on that job last night to get evidence you need. And I did shoot the watchman, just as I said. But I used a blank cartridge, and that's definite.
Inspector Faraday
Maybe. Only I don't believe it. Let me see your gun.
Boston Blackie
Sure, if you want to. But I've taken the blanks out and reloaded it with real bullets, that's all.
Inspector Faraday
You never had blanks in it, Blankie? Blanks don't kill people. And that watchman you shot is dead.
Boston Blackie
Are you serious?
Inspector Faraday
You're the one who makes jokes, not me.
Boston Blackie
Wait a minute. I didn't kill anybody. This was part of a plan. And I have an alibi. Mary hired a detective to follow me everywhere I went. He was there when I fired at that watchman. And he must have seen that watchman get up as soon as Fredericks and I ran away.
Announcer
What?
Boston Blackie
I wanted in on the Fredericks gang so I could turn them over to you. Mary hired a private detective so if something like this happened, I'd be in the clear.
Mary Wesley
Private detective from the Brown Agency. Inspector Faraday. He saw it. Blackie did. And he'll prove that the watchman wasn't really shot by Blackie.
Inspector Faraday
Well, let's have a prove it.
Mary Wesley
Okay, I'll call.
Inspector Faraday
I hope this guy saw what happened. Wacky.
Boston Blackie
He saw everything, Faraday. He was instructed not to let me get out of his sight. And that agency has good men.
Inspector Faraday
I got a good mind not to even wait to find out.
Boston Blackie
You've got a good mind. Your mind is so dull, you could be arrested for carrying a blunt instrument. Now, just wait till you hear what this detective has to say. I'll wait.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Brown Detective agency. Brown speaking.
Mary Wesley
Mr. Brown, this is Mary Wesley.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Oh, Ms. Wesley, glad you called. I've been trying to get in touch with you for hours.
Mary Wesley
Well, I haven't been home all day. Mr. Brown, I want you to speak to Inspector.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Ms. Wesley, I'm afraid I have to give you an unpleasant report. Huh? My man lost Boston Blackie's trail late this afternoon. Couldn't find a trace of him after that.
Announcer
And now back to Boston Blackie. A man named Fredericks heads a Stick up gang. And in an effort to trap him, Boston Blackie joins him in a robbery. During the robbery, Blackie shoots a watchman. A private detective was supposed to be following Blackie to testify, if necessary, that the watchman got up after the shot because Blackie used blanks.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
It turns out, though, the watchman is.
Announcer
Found shot and killed. And when it is learned that the private detective lost Blackie's trail before the robbery, Blackie has no way of proving that he didn't kill the man. As we return to our story, Faraday prepares to take Blackie to jail for murder.
Boston Blackie
Faraday, you have to listen to me.
Inspector Faraday
I'll listen to you in the lineup, Blackie. And when I get you into that light in the detective bureau, I want you to talk plenty.
Boston Blackie
I like the light I'm under right now. Have you ever seen a prettier chandelier?
Inspector Faraday
I've never seen a prettier mess than you're in right now.
Mary Wesley
Inspector Faraday, please.
Inspector Faraday
Now, let Blackie Be quiet, Ms. Wesleyan.
Mary Wesley
Inspector, all Blackie needs is a little time. And then he'll find the man who killed that watchman.
Inspector Faraday
You've been around Blackie so much, you're beginning to think like him.
Boston Blackie
If you'd stick around, maybe you'd start thinking period. Give me just a few hours and I'll clear this up for you, Faraday.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I promise you.
Inspector Faraday
Clear enough already, Blackie. So you're going to headquarters and no tricks.
Boston Blackie
Why, you know I'd never pull a trick on you.
Inspector Faraday
No, not much. But this time you don't get a chance. Turn around, blankie. I want you back to me.
Boston Blackie
It's impolite. All right.
Inspector Faraday
Apologize to Emily Post later. Turn around, I said. This time I'm gonna make sure there are no tricks.
Boston Blackie
Faraday, you're making a mistake.
Fredericks
Sure, sure, I know.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
All right.
Boston Blackie
My back is turned, Inspector.
Mary Wesley
Won't you listen?
Inspector Faraday
And not to you, Ms. Wesley, so be quiet. All right, blankie, take your gun out of your pocket, then put both hands over your head.
Boston Blackie
With my gun in one hand?
Inspector Faraday
Yeah, with your gun in one hand pointing at the ceiling. You can't shoot me with your gun in that position. And I can walk over and take it.
Boston Blackie
Clever, Inspector. All right, my gun is in my hand and my hands are in the air.
Inspector Faraday
And I'm coming up behind you and Blackie.
Mary Wesley
What's happening?
Inspector Faraday
Hey, the lights. Blackie, come back here.
Fredericks
Come back.
Tommy
Where are you going?
Boston Blackie
The same place to lighten that chandelier. Just went inspector out.
Tommy
This guy Dick Dash sure is great, boy. Sure is great.
Fredericks
What do you do all night, Tommy? Wait up for Dick Dash to come.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Out in the morning? I went down and got him at the newspaper truck again this morning, boss. I think the guy's nuts.
Fredericks
Well, I'm glad you're not, Bill. Smart work. After the stick up last night, what made you get down to make sure that watchman was dead?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
The SAP looked up when you and Blackie ducked through the bushes, boss. We're still watching. In the second story window I saw him.
Tommy
Hey, boss, Dick Dash has peach face backed into a potato?
Fredericks
Shut up about Dick Dash, will you, Tommy?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
All right.
Fredericks
So you shot the watchman yourself, huh, Bill?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yeah, and just in time too. He was just getting up.
Boston Blackie
I let him have it, that was all.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I wasn't surprised that guy was alive. Didn't trust bloody.
Fredericks
Yeah, I almost did. I sure don't now.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Think we better get out of town.
Fredericks
No, no, not yet. Blackie will be here pretty soon. He knows the score, knows what's happened to him. And he'll be here to make sure something happens to us. Tommy. Tommy, you put down those funnies and listen to me.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Sure, boys.
Fredericks
Look, you get in his closet here.
Tommy
In the closet? What for?
Fredericks
Insurance.
Tommy
What are you talking about?
Fredericks
Blackie may be here to cause trouble. If he does, he'll be standing with his back to the closet. When he starts it, I want you to come out and finish it and him.
Tommy
Oh, yeah, sure. Dick Dash did something like this once. Sure, boss. I'll listen from in here. If it gets tough, well, just leave it to me.
Fredericks
Leave Dick Dash out here. You can't read in the closet anyway. Well, yeah. First chance we have, let's get rid of that guy.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
That comic Detective Fizz gets on my nerves too. Guy goes nuts waiting to find out what's gonna happen the next day.
Fredericks
Well, he's not the only guy who's nuts about those things. I'm just getting so. Well, I don't like the guy anymore.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Uh, oh, yeah.
Fredericks
Only odds. That's Blackie. If he starts something, you know what to do. Yeah.
Boston Blackie
I'm in. Fredericks. Hello, Bill.
Fredericks
How are you?
Boston Blackie
Well, three out of four of us are here. Where's Tommy?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Out getting his funny papers.
Boston Blackie
Getting them. A little late this morning, isn't he?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yeah, well, I'll take care of you.
Boston Blackie
Two before he gets here. And then handle him. Don't reach for your gun, Bill.
Fredericks
Tough, aren't you, Blackie?
Boston Blackie
You'll find out, both of you. Okay, reach and turn your back to me.
Fredericks
What's wrong, Blackie?
Boston Blackie
You know what's wrong. That watchman was found dead, and Faraday thinks I killed him.
Fredericks
Well, you shot him, remember? Cozy, weren't you, Black?
Boston Blackie
I thought so at the time. I'm a little cozier now, though. Tommy, out of that closet.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Nobody's in the closet, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
No? Then what's the comic page of this paper lying around here for? Tommy's here, all right, and he's in there. You're coming out, Tommy. Want a personal invitation? All right, these of you guys get cute now. You won't like what happens if you do.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
There's nobody in there, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
All right, Tommy, out.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
No.
Boston Blackie
Okay, I'll drag you out.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Come on, you little.
Tommy
I did it, boss. Just like in Dick Dash, Detective. When he yanked open the door, I let him have it. Black, he'll be out for an hour.
Fredericks
Good. It's the only place he knows about where he can find any of us. I'll beat it, both of you. I'll get in touch with you. Maybe we're out of business in this town. But after Faraday picks him up, I guarantee you so is Boston. Blackie. Oh, hello, Mary.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Sorry to wake you up.
Mary Wesley
Oh, Blackie, where you been most of yesterday?
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
I was unconscious on the floor of Frederick's office. Blackie, I'm all right now, except that I still have my cold. And most of the night I've been hiding from the police.
Fredericks
Well.
Mary Wesley
Well, don't come up here. My apartment's being watched. And not because the police think I'm cute.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
I know they think I'm cute. Well, I do have a cute bump on my jaw.
Mary Wesley
Blackie, go to see Faraday and try to explain what really happened.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
No, Mary, he's got no reason to believe me yet. And I've got to be free in order to clear myself.
Mary Wesley
Well, how are you gonna start?
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
I'm not sure yet. Of course, I know who killed that watchman. Yeah, that's one of Frederick's men. But I have no proof, and I've got to find Fredericks if I can.
Mary Wesley
Oh, Blackie, please, now, don't do anything foolish. If you haven't found what you want by morning, give yourself up. Oh, please, I'm scared.
Mr. Brown (Private Detective)
Look how scared Fredericks ought to be about now. Well, I've got one lead on how to get to him. A lead that has to do with the comic pages. Only believe me, it isn't very funny.
Tommy
Okay, number six are all loaded.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Get rolling.
Tommy
Oh, hole number seven.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
You gotta haul a few hundred more this time. Hey, you.
Boston Blackie
Yeah, Sorry to bother you when you're busy.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Hey, I know who you are.
Fredericks
You're Boston Blackie. I mean, you're in an awful jam, Blackie.
Boston Blackie
I know I am, and I'm here to get out of it. Some guy comes here almost every morning to buy a paper off one of these trucks.
Fredericks
Yeah, he sure does. Well, he hasn't been here this morning. Well, not yet, I mean.
Boston Blackie
Well, look, when he gets here, I want to talk to him.
Fredericks
Sure, Blackie. Want me to point him out to you?
Boston Blackie
No. I know what he looks like. Only it's late and looks like he's not gonna show up.
Fredericks
Yeah, could be. Sure would like to help you, Blackie, if I could.
Boston Blackie
I'm sorry. Okay. Thanks anyhow, Blackie.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yeah?
Fredericks
Guy you were talking about. Here he is now.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
That's the guy.
Fredericks
All right.
Boston Blackie
Give me that paper and tell him to step behind this truck to get it.
Fredericks
Okay. Oh, but Blackie.
Boston Blackie
Give me that paper, Quinn.
Fredericks
Sure. Here you are.
Boston Blackie
Now, send that guy back here and don't tell him who he's gonna meet.
Fredericks
Okay.
Tommy
Say, mister, I'll have one of those papers this morning. I gotta see Dick Dash, detective before I leave.
Fredericks
Oh, you leaving town? Yeah.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, there's a man behind this truck.
Fredericks
With some extra papers. He'll sell you one.
Tommy
Thanks. Thanks a lot. Hey, you and the papers. Give me one of those things I gotta see.
Boston Blackie
You have to see me first, Tommy. And don't reach for a gun.
Announcer
Don't yell.
Boston Blackie
Keep your back up against that truck.
Fredericks
I didn't do nothing like you.
Tommy
I didn't hurt nobody.
Boston Blackie
That watchman was more than hurt at that hold up. He was killed. And I think you killed him.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
No, I. I didn't kill him.
Tommy
It wasn't me.
Boston Blackie
Who was it, then?
Tommy
I don't know.
Boston Blackie
Lucky I didn't hear you, Tommy, or you'd get another clip. Now, who killed that watchman?
Fredericks
Wait, Buggy.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Wait, wait.
Tommy
Don't clip me again.
Fredericks
It was Bill.
Boston Blackie
That's all I wanted to know. Okay, where is he?
Tommy
He left town last night. I don't know where he went. Honest, I don't know.
Boston Blackie
I'll find out where? He killed that watchman with his own gun.
Fredericks
Yeah. Black. Yeah.
Boston Blackie
How do you know?
Tommy
I heard Bill tell Fredericks.
Boston Blackie
Where's Fredericks? I don't Tommy, I'm gonna knock.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
He's living under the name of Cole Faction. Walton Hotel.
Boston Blackie
That's different. Okay, Tommy, here's your funny papers. Let's see how you like raiding him.
Announcer
In J.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Frankie, this is the first.
Inspector Faraday
Time I've ever arrested a man and.
Boston Blackie
Then let him go to a hotel. The things I let you get away with, Faraday. You let me come here to the Wharton. But you came with me, didn't you? I surrendered to you on that condition. Would you let me do this? Yeah, I know. All right. Here's 905. This is supposed to be Frederick's room.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
And this is where I take a.
Fredericks
Chance on letting you run out on.
Boston Blackie
Me again, isn't it?
Fredericks
No chandeliers and no more than five minutes or I'm coming in there and arresting you for good.
Boston Blackie
You mean for murder, don't you? You'll know what I mean. I always do.
Fredericks
Very fun.
Boston Blackie
But do you, Farady?
Fredericks
Listen at the door. Now, I promise you a near phone. You and your promises.
Boston Blackie
Get out of sight.
Fredericks
Verity, I'm out of sight. You just be sure to stay in that room. Who is it?
Boston Blackie
It's Tommy with the funny papers. Hello, Fredericks. Don't close the door. I'm coming in. Stop pushing, Fredericks. I'm in. Hey.
Fredericks
What do you want?
Boston Blackie
To finish what I started in your office last night. Only this time, no closet gimmicks. This is gonna be done my way.
Fredericks
It won't do you any good to kill me, Blackie. I can tell the police you didn't really kill that watchman.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I'm the only one that knows that Bill did it.
Fredericks
I'm your only alibi. You gotta keep me alive.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Do I?
Boston Blackie
We'll see about that.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I see you're packing.
Boston Blackie
Going somewhere?
Fredericks
You know I gotta blow town.
Boston Blackie
Not taking much with him. He's a son of a. Small valise.
Fredericks
Well, I liked it. Travel light.
Boston Blackie
I want to see how light.
Fredericks
What are you looking for in that suitcase?
Boston Blackie
Money. The dough you got from the stick ups. And here it is. Well, I'll take this. And you.
Fredericks
You know a lot, Blackie, but it's not going to do you any good outside that window behind you. It's a long way down.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
And I'm going to see that you find out personally.
Boston Blackie
Okay, Frederick.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Oh, you.
Boston Blackie
I've been waiting for this.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
I'll give you.
Boston Blackie
Come in. Parley.
Inspector Faraday
Okay, okay, I heard everything. So this guy there on the floor is the guy in back of all those robberies, huh?
Boston Blackie
That's him. Name is Fredericks. That character Tommy I brought down to you works for him.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Yeah, this.
Boston Blackie
This guy here is the boss. The guy who really shot and killed the watchman is a fellow named Bill. With a little coaxing, either Fredericks or Tommy will tell you where he's hiding out.
Fredericks
Good.
Inspector Faraday
Gonna be a lot of fun coaxing them too. You know, Blackie, maybe it takes a little longer when we work alone on.
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
A case, but we sure get results.
Boston Blackie
Wanna know a way we can solve cases quicker?
Narrator / Inspector Peter Black
Well, I sure do.
Boston Blackie
On the next case, when we work alone, I'll work alright.
Episode Date: December 24, 2025
Podcast: Case Closed! (old time radio) | Host: RelicRadio.com
This episode of Case Closed! transports listeners back to radio’s golden age, featuring two classic crime stories: “Pursuit: The Masked Five” and a Boston Blackie adventure. Both stories immerse the audience in tense investigations, daring escapes, and clever detective work, highlighting the relentless efforts of law enforcement and private detectives to untangle criminal puzzles.
Main Theme:
A tense, atmospheric manhunt led by Inspector Peter Black of Scotland Yard, unraveling a high-stakes bank robbery and the elusive gang behind it.
Scene Setting & Premise ([00:51–03:47])
Ambush & Escape ([05:00–07:47])
Investigation & Deduction ([08:43–13:15])
Community Involvement & Tension ([14:24–16:51])
Break in the Case & Confronting the Gang ([18:20–27:57])
Main Theme:
Clever detective Boston Blackie infiltrates a gang to clear himself of a murder charge, weaving deception and wit with help from his confidante, Mary Wesley.
Complication Introduced: Blackie Under Suspicion ([30:25–33:36])
Inside the Gang: Earning Trust and Raising the Stakes ([34:00–39:11])
Detective Tension & False Alibi ([39:43–43:49])
Blackie Fights Back: Exposing the Real Killer ([44:09–48:18])
Comic Pages Clue & Cornering the Criminals ([49:50–54:33])
Showdown & Closure ([52:19–54:33])
The tone mixes hardboiled police procedural with witty repartee. “Pursuit” is serious, methodical, and tense, focusing on logic and deduction under pressure. “Boston Blackie” blends classic detective confidence with fast-talking humor, especially in exchanges with Inspector Faraday and Mary.
This episode delivers two tightly constructed, suspenseful tales—from a rural English manhunt to urban gangland scheming—each showcasing how wit, deduction, and a bit of humor bring justice in the world of old time crime radio. The stories are rich in period atmosphere, expressive dialogue, and classic radio sensibility, perfect for fans of vintage whodunits.