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We spend an exciting half hour of adventure in action with America's public hero number one, Hopalong Cassidy. Well, even two fisted cowboys take summer vacations when they can, and Hoppy is no exception. But Hopalong and Topper will be back with us riding the CBS air trails again two weeks from tonight, September 22nd.
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Get this and get it straight. Crime is a sucker's road and those who travel it wind up in the gut of the prison of the grave. There's no other end. But they never learn.
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From the pen of Raymond Chandler, outstanding author of crime fiction, comes his most famous character in the adventure pictures of Philip Marlowe. Now with Gerald Moore starred as Philip Marlowe, we bring you tonight's transcribed story. The medium was rare.
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Let me out of here. I've got to get away. This is the time, the time when all I can think of is trout streams, trails through tall mountains where every man is Hopalong Cassidy. I was sitting in my favorite restaurant telling Mary, my favorite hash slinger, all about it.
Mary
Oh, it all sounds so wonderful, Phil.
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Yeah, but that's not the half of it. There are waterfalls so high it seems the cascade comes from heaven itself.
Mary
Going alone, Phil?
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You bet your sweet life I'm going alone. In the words of the poet, I'm going to commune with nature.
Mary
I'm the most natural thing you ever saw.
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Darling, you're beautiful. Your charms are many. But you want me to be honest.
Mary
Yeah.
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You don't compare to a trout.
Mary
Why, you worm.
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Don't get mad, baby. It's the season or out.
Mary
I don't like being compared to a fish.
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Not a fish, baby. The queen of them all. A mountain trout. Did you ever hear of the Feather river country, Mary?
Mary
If it's out of Los Angeles County, I never been there.
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It's in Northern California. Northern fringe of the mother lode.
Mary
Here's your coffee, Mother.
Cookie
Who?
Narrator
Hey. Hey, you know something? If I started right now, I could make it before morning.
Cookie
A quick cup of coffee, huh, doll?
Mary
I'll drop everything.
Cookie
Well, if it ain't the clean living type. Hi, Marlow.
Narrator
Hiya, Cookie. I thought they had you stashed away.
Cookie
Not no more. I got paroled last week.
Narrator
No kidding?
Cookie
Yeah, no kidding. It was your bum rap.
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It sure was if you're out this soon.
Mary
Anything else?
Cookie
Yeah. When do you get off?
Mary
A lot later than you do, because you're getting off now.
Narrator
Touche, girl.
Mary
Yeah. What kind of a crack is that?
Narrator
That's French for him on your team.
Cookie
Ah, James. You try to say something nice to him and where does it get you?
Narrator
Yeah, well, I gotta go, Cookie. I'm sorry to see.
Cookie
Yeah, wait, wait, wait. I'll go with you.
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Thanks, Mary.
Mary
Yeah, you bet, Bill. Give my regards to the fish.
Cookie
I'll leave you a nickel dull.
Mary
Better keep it. The other buffalo will miss you.
Narrator
You gotta face it, Cookie, she's crazy about you.
Cookie
You think so?
Narrator
No. Well, my car's in the lot here. I'm in a hurry, so.
Cookie
Mine's in a lot too. Listen, Marlo, I was just wondering. You get around. You got any idea where Chesano is?
Narrator
Chesano? Yeah, don't you know any decent people?
Cookie
Hey, Chesano's my pal. He's as decent as I am.
Narrator
You made the point, Cookie. Seems to me there was talk he had something to do with you taking that rap in the first place, huh?
Cookie
Listen, you don't think I'm trying to find him to knock him off or anything like that?
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Could be you're about that bright. But it doesn't really matter. I don't know where he is. I don't care. I don't want to know where you are either.
Cookie
Well, that suits me good. Only I don't know what you're so kissed off about. I. I done nothing to you. Neither is Chazano.
Narrator
You make my taxes higher. Yeah.
Cookie
Ho.
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Nevermind.
Cookie
Oh, you kill me, Marlow. You talk about taxes. Yeah. How'd you like to pay taxes on this job?
Narrator
This your heap?
Cookie
Yeah. One of them foreign things. Right hand drive.
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Baby blue yet?
Cookie
Matches my eyes.
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What'd you do at San Quentin, Learn a trade?
Cookie
Sure, and a good one. You decent people go right on paying taxes. Marlow. Us third rate punks will get along.
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I watch Cookie. Baby blue convertible. Cut out into the traffic, got in my own car and drove away in the opposite direction. Yeah, Cookie cinched it. I was gonna knock off for a while, head for the Feather river country. Well, by the time I reached my apartment, I could almost smell the pine trees. And while I tossed a few things into a bag, I saw myself every inch a modern Isaac Walton. Oh.
Lillian Collins
Oh, you're Philip Morrow.
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That's right.
Lillian Collins
Oh, I'm so glad you're here. I've been calling you. Oh, I'm Lillian Collins.
Narrator
Are you?
Lillian Collins
Well, I told Pat not to wait.
Narrator
Who's Pat?
Lillian Collins
The taxi driver.
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Oh, him.
Lillian Collins
May I come in?
Narrator
Well, yeah, I guess so.
Lillian Collins
Thank you. Oh, you're packing, or are you unpacking?
Narrator
No, I'm packing. I'm going to the Feather river country. What?
Lillian Collins
You can't be going anywhere. I. I need your help, Mr. Mallow. I really do, desperately.
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Yeah, well, I just thought I'd take a few days off.
Lillian Collins
I'll pay you whatever's customary. I just don't know where to turn it. Somehow we've got to locate them quickly. Leonard should be home within a week.
Narrator
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Sit down. Mrs. Collins, is it?
Lillian Collins
Yes, Lillian. Leonard's my husband. He's back east on business.
Narrator
Well, just what do we have to locate quickly?
Lillian Collins
My jewelry. It was stolen last night.
Narrator
Oh, well, stolen jewelry's out of my line, Mrs. Collins. That's a police job.
Lillian Collins
Oh, no. Well, that is it. It can't be. Why, I thought about the police right away, of course, but I can't call them in. Leonard would hear about it. I know it. It would be in the papers. And you understand, don't you?
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No, I don't understand.
Lillian Collins
Well, I just couldn't, that's all.
Narrator
Mrs. Collins, right now I like fishing poles better than I do people.
Lillian Collins
You can't go. I mean, you can, of course, but I do need your help so much.
Narrator
Why can't I resist names? All right, but you'll have to level with me. What jewelry? When did it happen? Who knew you had it? Everything.
Lillian Collins
Well, it was a necklace, diamonds and a diamond bracelet. I had them in my jewel box last night. I'd Only just taken them from our safe deposit box in the afternoon.
Narrator
Who knew you took them out?
Lillian Collins
Well, no one. No one knew.
Narrator
Well, how did happen? The robbery, I mean.
Lillian Collins
Well, I was in my bedroom. That's where the jewel box was.
Narrator
Yeah.
Lillian Collins
I was dressing for dinner. The doorbell rang. I had to answer it. Letty's on vacation now that Mr. Collins is in the East. It was Sylvia, a friend of mine. We were to have dinner together. I fixed a drink for us, then went back to my bedroom for my wrap. That's when I noticed the jewelry was missing.
Narrator
You hadn't heard anything? Anyone in the house?
Lillian Collins
No. Of course, the radio was on, music, you know.
Narrator
How would anyone get into the bedroom?
Lillian Collins
Well, the French doors open onto a little terrace right by the bedroom. I rather presumed whoever it was came in that way.
Narrator
Well, how much would you say this jewelry is worth?
Lillian Collins
$10,000. That's what it's insured for.
Narrator
Anything else taken?
Lillian Collins
No, not a thing.
Narrator
Do you wear this necklace and bracelet often?
Lillian Collins
Oh, no, not really. When Leonard gave them to me, he said they were for state occasions.
Narrator
Last night was a state occasion?
Lillian Collins
Oh, my goodness, no. Oh, that is, I.
Narrator
If you didn't intend to wear them last night, why did you take them out of the safe deposit box?
Lillian Collins
I suppose you'll have to know I needed the money, Mr. Marlowe. I have a debt Leonard knows nothing about. If I wrote a check for $10,000, he'd ask questions.
Narrator
I don't blame him.
Lillian Collins
Well, there's just no need worrying him with it, that's all.
Narrator
He doesn't know. You gamble, huh? I didn't say you didn't have to. Have you ever pawned Anything before, Mrs. Collins?
Lillian Collins
No. No, I haven't.
Narrator
Well, I got news for you. You probably couldn't get 10 grand for them.
Lillian Collins
Oh, but if they're insured, doesn't matter.
Narrator
Unless you made a deal to have them stolen so you could get the insurance money.
Lillian Collins
Oh, really, Mr. Marlowe.
Narrator
Really, Mrs. Collins. Okay, let's drive to your place and look around. Yeah. These doors have been jimmied, all right. Didn't it bother you to stay here last night after it happened?
Lillian Collins
Oh, I didn't. I stayed with Sylvia in Westwood.
Narrator
Told her about the robbery, huh?
Lillian Collins
No. No, I didn't. I started to, but then I. I was afraid I'd have to tell her too much.
Narrator
Did you stay there last night and then come over to my apartment by cab this morning?
Lillian Collins
Well, I came here first, then to your apartment. I wanted to be sure nothing else was missing, and then I Decided to get in touch with you and had Pat drive me over.
Narrator
That's the taxi driver.
Lillian Collins
He's practically my chauffeur. His stand is right out in front of our building here. I'm one of those native born New Yorkers who never Learned to drive.
Narrator
Mrs. Collins, are you sure that you're telling me everything you know about this?
Lillian Collins
Oh, believe me, I am, Mr. Marlowe. Why, it would be so stupid of me not to.
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Yes, it would.
Lillian Collins
I've got to have that jewelry back before Leonard comes. He. He'll just never understand the gambling and all. I. Well, he's gone so much and we have no children. There just wasn't anything else to do. Can you understand that, Mr. Marlowe?
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No, but I'll try, Mrs. Collins. There was something tragic about her. A woman of means and advantage who was husbandless part of the time and childless all of the time. I suppose that isn't an easy life, but surely there must be other ways to fill the emptiness. Well, Lillian packed a small bag and asked me to drive her to Sylvia's. As we walked toward my car, a grinning taxi driver leaned out of his cab.
Pat
Take you somewhere, Mrs. Collins?
Lillian Collins
Not this time, thanks, Pat. I'm freeloading.
Pat
Okay, but don't make it a habit. I gotta make a living.
Lillian Collins
I know. See you later, Patrick. He's awfully nice, Mr. Martin.
Narrator
Yeah, he seems to be. Tell me about your friend Sylvia.
Lillian Collins
Oh, well, there isn't much to tell. She's a nice person. A widow. Oh, she just lives a block or so from here. Turn on Wilshire to your left.
Narrator
Okay. Tell me, does Sylvia have money?
Lillian Collins
I guess so. She seems to. Anyway, there's a lovely apartment, a nice car. All the symbols, anyway. Why, I just wondered.
Narrator
Oh, by the way, if you don't want her to know you've hired me, maybe you better tell her I'm a business friend of your husband. Huh? Just dropped by as you were leaving the house. Something like that.
Lillian Collins
Oh. Oh, yes, that's a good idea. Yeah, it's in this block, the big green apartment building on the right.
Narrator
Okay. That's funny.
Lillian Collins
Is it?
Narrator
Yeah. Oh, here's a parking place. Wonder what Cookie's doing around here.
Lillian Collins
A friend of yours?
Narrator
No, no, not possibly. That car park, therefore Baby Blue his cookies. All right.
Lillian Collins
Sylvia's apartment is the first one on this side. You really don't have to come in, Mr. Marr.
Narrator
Name's Murphy, remember? Old friend of your husband's.
Lillian Collins
Yes, yes, that's right.
Narrator
I'll come in to carry your bag and to Meet Sylvia. Very partial to wealthy widows.
Lillian Collins
Really, Mr. Marlowe, do you think you will find my jewelry?
Narrator
Well, I've got one idea so far, Mrs. Collins. If that doesn't work, you leave it up to me, huh?
Lillian Collins
Yes. Yes, of course. Oh, here we are.
Mary
Oh, little darling, I'm so glad you're back. Oh, hello.
Lillian Collins
Hello, Sylvia. This is Mr. Murphy. Yes, of course. Mr. Murphy, Sylvia Jennings.
Mary
How do you do?
Cookie
How are you?
Mary
Welcome in. Come in, both of you. I was just getting ready for a swim.
Lillian Collins
Sounds wonderful.
Mary
Maybe I could scare up a pair of trunks for you, Mr. Murphy.
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Oh, thanks, no, I. I've got to run along. I just stopped by Mrs. Cullen's looking for a husband.
Lillian Collins
Mr. Murphy's from out of town. Known Leonard for years. I was all packed ready to come.
Narrator
Over here, so I brought her.
Mary
Where? All right. You know, you two don't have to explain anything to me. As a matter of fact, I can go down to the pool alone, and you two can stay here and talk about old times.
Lillian Collins
Why, Sylvia.
Mary
Relax, Bill. And forgive me, Mr. Murphy. I've told stories like that myself so many times, I know them by heart.
Narrator
I'll bet you do. With that.
Mary
You know I do.
Lillian Collins
Now, I just won't have you thinking that, Sylvia.
Mary
Oh, now, don't be silly, darling. It's not important. Oh, but it is.
Narrator
Hey, wait a minute. Hold it, hold it. Let you both go down to the pool and talk it all over. I really have business to tend to.
Mary
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
Narrator
Yeah, we'll just keep it that way.
Lillian Collins
Will we be hearing from you about anything or anything, you know?
Narrator
Oh, sure, sure, sure you will. About anything. About that. Well, the case was beginning to have its compensations, but I didn't figure Lillian Collins at all. Sometimes I thought she lied in her teeth, and sometimes I knew that she was just a bewildered dame who'd had her jewels lifted. I passed Cookie's car again as I left, and still no sign of him. I told Lillian I had one idea. He was still at the taxi stand in front of her apartment.
Pat
You really Philip Marlow?
Narrator
Yeah, I really am. Need proof?
Pat
No, no, that's okay. Mrs. Collins wouldn't have been with you if you weren't the right guy. You say I can help?
Narrator
Yeah, maybe so. Now, look, you drive her almost everywhere she goes. Now, how about telling me just where she goes, huh?
Pat
Regulation, places, Saxes, Magnan's, places for lunch, stuff like that.
Narrator
Mm.
Pat
This morning, I took her over to a Hollywood address.
Narrator
That was me.
Pat
Well. Oh, hey, There is one place she goes a couple of times a week for the last three or four weeks. A place on top of one of the hills up off of Coldwater Canyon.
Narrator
Friend of hers?
Pat
Well, maybe. She usually asked me to wait though. Between 15 minutes and a half hour, that's all, the longer she stays.
Narrator
When was the last time you took her there?
Pat
Let me see. Day before yesterday, I think. Yeah. Yeah, it was the day before yesterday.
Narrator
I followed Pat's instructions through every devious curve to the top of Coldwater Canyon. The thing that interested me most was not what was ahead, but what or who was behind me in the big expensive car. The sun was hitting the windshield just right to obscure the driver. I slowed at the isolated address, noticed another big car parked in front. When I stopped, the car behind me stopped. A well dressed woman got out and went into the house. As she did, she passed another well dressed woman coming out. It looked like a change of shifts. As she drove away, I got out of the car and went up to the door. Someone, somewhere was watching me. I could feel it.
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Mary
Yes?
Narrator
Oh, hello. I. I do not believe you have an appointment, sir. Well, no, I didn't think to make one.
Mary
Excuse me, please. One moment.
Narrator
What a creep. And what a joint.
Mary
You will come in, please.
Narrator
Yeah, thanks.
Mary
May I inquire, sir, who referred you here?
Narrator
I have to have a reference.
Mary
Madame must insist on references, sir.
Narrator
Oh, she insists. Yeah, well, I'm A friend of Mrs. Collins. Lillian Cullens.
Mary
Oh, yes, yes, Mrs. Collins.
Narrator
Please.
Mary
You will follow me then. Madame will see you now.
Narrator
More to the point, I Will see, madame. I followed the Peter Lorre character down a darkened hallway. As far as I could tell, there was no door ahead. It looked like a blind alley. Even in the darkness, I sensed that someone could see me. I didn't have long to think about it. Just when we reached what looked like an impasse, the little man ahead of me pulled some heavy drapes aside and nodded for me to enter. I walked into a room that was heavily draped on all sides, pungent with the smell of incense and studying me. From across the room, a Grecian robed woman seated beside. So help me, a crystal ball.
Mary
You will come in, please, and be seated.
Narrator
Yeah, I will. You see, I.
Mary
You will remain silent. It is so necessary, your silence. Bruno, you will go. Yes, madame.
Narrator
Hey, very clever, those drapes. When they're closed, you can't tell where the door is.
Mary
I must insist. Your silence is very important. You're in need of help, much help, or you would not be here.
Narrator
Yeah, well, you could say that.
Mary
You make it very difficult for me to see what is in store for you. The crystal is cloudy, very cloudy.
Narrator
I'll quit breathing on it, please. Oh, excuse me. Now.
Mary
You are seeking something. Probing, searching. Out. And this is not a good thing. Some things one must not pursue, I regret to say, for you I see much trouble. Great trouble. And danger. You are in need of rest, my friend. Rest and sleep. A long sleep. Bruno will help you. Bruno will help you to sleep.
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Narrator
Madam's prediction was suffocatingly accurate. Bruno helped me sleep all right, with a strong assist from a sponge full of ether. My watch said it was two hours later when I came out of the anesthetic a long way from the house on the top of Colwater Canyon, I was in my own car parked on a strand of beach north of Santa Monica. 10 minutes and a blast of bourbon later, I entered Sylvia Jennings apartment again. This time there was no sign of Cookie's baby blue car.
Mary
I don't think Lillian will be long. She remembered some shopping she had to do.
Narrator
Did she?
Mary
You don't look as if you felt very well, Mr. Marlow.
Narrator
Oh, I feel just fine. I just woke up from a long sleep. And by the way, Mrs. Jennings, you really shouldn't call me Mr. Marlowe.
Mary
Oh. Oh, yes. Now, where on earth do you suppose I got the name Marlow?
Narrator
I really wouldn't know. Okay. Where's Lillian? Huh?
Mary
I told you, she went shopping without a purse. What?
Narrator
That blue bag there. She was carrying it when I brought her here.
Mary
Now, isn't that odd?
Narrator
Yes, isn't it?
Mary
Oh, the door. Do excuse me.
Narrator
Sure.
Cookie
Yes, I want to see Chisano.
Mary
Well, you must be mistaken. There's no one here by that name.
Cookie
He was here, darl. I seen him.
Mary
What?
Cookie
I'll just wait for him.
Mary
No, you can't come in here.
Narrator
Well, Cookie. Hello.
Cookie
What is this, Marlow?
Narrator
Well, it's one of those happy coincidences, Cookie. For the first time in my life, I'm glad to see you. Oh, close the door, Mrs. Jennings. Make yourself at home.
Mary
I'm afraid I don't understand this, Mr. Marlowe.
Narrator
Yeah, well, I was afraid I wouldn't for a while. But stick around. I think things are going to clear up in a hurry.
Cookie
Listen, Marlow, what's the pitch here? You noticed him?
Narrator
Not as well as I'm going to. You sure you saw Chisano here, Cookie?
Cookie
Yeah, I'm sure. He leave here about an hour ago with another day.
Mary
Listen, you two.
Narrator
Blue and white dress. Yeah.
Cookie
And she didn't seem too happy about going with Chazana to tell him? Sure. To a house up at the top of Coldwater Canyon.
Narrator
That's fine, Cookie. Then what happened?
Cookie
You wouldn't believe it. I'm all set to move in, talk to Chazano, when some jerk jumps me and stuffs my face full of a sponge thing. It was loaded.
Narrator
You passed on?
Cookie
Yeah, for a while. When I wake up, I'm sitting in my car, big as you please, down at the bottom of the canyon. I figured Chazano started from here, he'd be coming back. So I come back, and here you are.
Narrator
Interesting story. Is it, Mrs. Jennings?
Mary
None of it's true.
Narrator
Of course not. How'd you get a line on Shazano, Cookie?
Cookie
This talking ton, he's got a new record. Got something to do with a rich doll. You know who this name is?
Narrator
Tell me.
Cookie
She's right out of the blue Book, that's who. I don't figure her with Chazana, except I Gotta believe what I see.
Narrator
Yeah, Cookie. Me too.
Mary
Then maybe you two will believe this gun if you see it. Stay where you are and keep the hands up.
Narrator
I know I'd get to know you better, Mrs. Jennings. Stay. Stop me if I'm wrong. You set up suckers. Wealthy females, condiment of visiting Madame Houtel's fortunes. Based on what you've told me, you're crazy.
Mary
And you're in no position to talk.
Narrator
Maybe then the Madame predicts some trouble for him, huh? Warns him of dangers ahead.
Lillian Collins
Shut up.
Narrator
Like maybe your jewelry isn't safe where it is. Take it out of the bank. Keep it at home where you can watch it, Lillian. And when the poor stoop does that, you come in the front door and Shazana comes in the back to cop the jewels.
Lillian Collins
I said shut up.
Cookie
Hey, Marlow, you think that's the deal?
Narrator
I think that's the deal, Cookie.
Mary
You're breaking my arm.
Narrator
Only if I have to, baby. Get the gun brought and bring Mrs. Jennings along. Cookie. The three of us are going to have our fortunes told.
Cookie
How about that Chano? What a sweet deal he's got. I didn't figure him for so small.
Narrator
He's a big brain, all right.
Cookie
And wait till he hears we're cutting in on him sharing the tape. This everybody makes dough. Me, you, Chisano. Even the little doll here, huh?
Mary
Leave me alone.
Narrator
Easy does it, Cookie. You're pretty smart yourself. How'd you figure I was gonna make a business deal with Chisano?
Cookie
You're no chump, Marlow. I got every Seamus figured. You're all looking for that. One big sweet deal like Chazano's got to move in on. It's a natural.
Narrator
Yeah, you're right.
Mary
Chisano will never go for it.
Cookie
He's got no choice, doll. Oh, hey, watch it, Marlon. There's a geek in a prowl car ahead of you.
Narrator
Yeah, I've been watching him. Where's Mrs. Jennings gun? Cooking.
Cookie
We're right here. Why?
Narrator
Give it to me a minute, huh?
Cookie
You ain't gonna plug it.
Narrator
Come on, come on, give it to me.
Cookie
Okay, but I don't get you.
Narrator
Thanks.
Mary
You hit him.
Narrator
Yeah, and that's not all.
Lillian Collins
What are you doing?
Mary
You ran right into that police car.
Narrator
That's the way I played it, honey. Hey, that wasn't very bright. Oh, Mr. Marlow. Got a couple of customers for you, Officer. I had to move quick. Why, sure, sure, but. Oh, yes, we do. The lively one's got a great racket. I'll tell you about it later. Cookie over there wants to see his parole officer. You want me to take them in? I sure do. And tell your brethren to come to 6956 Canyon Rim, top of Coldwater Canyon, right away with their muskets loaded. The house at the top of the canyon had the empty look that only occupied houses can have. Cookie had tipped his hand just in time. I was better off traveling light. I knew I'd have no trouble getting in. Shizana was probably expecting me. I was so right.
Cookie
You late, Marlow?
Narrator
Well, some days it takes me longer to come out of ether than others. You must have done a good job, Bruno. I always try, Mr. Chisan. Oh, believe me, Chisano, he's earned a promotion.
Mary
Get the business over with.
Narrator
Well, madame, I didn't recognize you without your crystal ball. Never mind that. Tomorrow. Okay, I won't. Where's Lillian? She's. She's arresting. Ah, look, Chisano, your nasty little racket here is one thing, but kidnapping is another. Yeah, yeah, and murder is something else again.
Mary
You forced us, Mr. Marlowe. I warned you not to probe.
Narrator
Chisano. Listen, I'm not kidding. If you've done anything to Lillian, I'll take you.
Mary
She's perfectly safe. She's not been harmed yet.
Narrator
That's right. Not yet. She better not be. She. Oh, there you are, Lillian. She can be. There's no one there. It's an old gag she's on. Oh, gives me a chance at my gun. Now, the three of you stand over there by the windows. Now, look, Molly. Now you look. You and Bruno and Madame, take a good look out the window and let me know when the law arrives. You know, madame, even without your crystal ball, I can see trouble for you. Much trouble. Lillian had been given the ether treatment, too. We found her when the police arrived. She was okay, just thoroughly frightened. She wasn't all we found when we. We searched the place. Chisano hadn't fenced the jewelry as fast as he stole it. The parade of women who came to claim it all later read like the social register. Social register? The elite. The 400. Yeah, well, I know a place where the 400 give way to 4,000 luscious, lovely mountain trouts. Oh, the forest primeval, the murmuring pines and the. Yeah, you know what? I don't think I'm gonna make it.
Announcer
The Adventures of Philip Marlowe, bringing you Raymond Chandler's most famous character star, Gerald Moore was produced and transcribed tonight by Cliff Howell and written for radio by Kathleen Height. The cast included Gloria Blondell, Ed Max, Gene Bates, Harry Bartel, Betty Lou Gerson, Lou Krugman, Eda Rees Marin and Jay Novello. Gerald Moore may currently be seen in the Santana production Sirocco. The special music for Philip Marlowe is composed by Pierre Garaganc and conducted by Wilbur Hatch. Be sure to listen again next week at the same time when Philip Marlow.
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The Adventures of Philip Marlowe: The Medium was Rare
Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
Host: Choice Classic Radio
Episode Release Date: May 4, 2025
Original Air Date: September 8, 1951
Duration: Approximately 31 minutes
In this thrilling installment of Raymond Chandler's iconic detective series, The Adventures of Philip Marlowe: The Medium was Rare, listeners are transported into a world of mystery, deceit, and supernatural intrigue. Gerald Moore masterfully portrays Philip Marlowe, navigating a complex case that intertwines stolen jewelry, enigmatic characters, and eerie psychic encounters. This episode seamlessly blends classic noir elements with a touch of the supernatural, culminating in a gripping resolution.
Philip Marlowe begins his journey contemplating a serene escape into nature, expressing his desire to detach from the chaos of his life. However, his tranquility is disrupted when he encounters Cookie, a parolee connected to Marlowe's past. Their exchange reveals tension and hints at underlying conflicts.
Marlowe: "There's no other end. But they never learn." (00:00 – 01:00)
Cookie: "Hey, Chesano's my pal. He's as decent as I am." (04:32)
As Marlowe returns to his apartment, he meets Lillian Collins, a distressed woman seeking his assistance in locating her stolen jewelry. Lillian, caught between her need for money and her fear of involving the police, implores Marlowe to help her discreetly.
Lillian Collins: "I have a debt Leonard knows nothing about. If I wrote a check for $10,000, he'd ask questions." (09:09)
Marlowe: "You make my taxes higher." (05:03)
Marlowe follows clues provided by Pat, the taxi driver, leading him to Coldwater Canyon. Here, he uncovers suspicious activities and encounters Mary, a mysterious woman masquerading as a medium. Their interaction introduces an element of the supernatural, with Mary predicting Marlowe's troubles.
Mary: "You make it very difficult for me to see what is in store for you." (19:25)
Marlowe: "I'll quit breathing on it, please." (20:06)
Mary's cryptic messages and the presence of the crystal ball add layers of complexity to the case, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.
As Marlowe delves deeper, he confronts Chisano, the mastermind behind the jewelry theft and other nefarious activities. A tense standoff ensues, revealing Chisano's elaborate schemes and his reliance on Mary’s psychic facade to manipulate and control his victims.
Marlowe: "Chisano. Listen, I'm not kidding. If you've done anything to Lillian, I'll take you." (28:02)
Through strategic maneuvering and unraveling the deceit, Marlowe exposes the truth behind the stolen jewelry and Mary's true identity. The episode concludes with Marlowe reflecting on the case's resolution, emphasizing the perpetual struggle between good and evil.
Marlowe: "I don't think I'm gonna make it." (29:47)
Deception and Reality: The episode masterfully plays with the concept of illusion versus reality. Mary's role as a medium serves as a metaphor for the deceptive facades people maintain.
Moral Ambiguity: Characters like Cookie and Lillian embody the gray areas of morality, highlighting Marlowe's role as a navigator through ethical dilemmas.
Supernatural Elements in Noir: Integrating a medium and psychic predictions adds a unique twist to the traditional noir narrative, enhancing the mystery and suspense.
Isolation and Desperation: Lillian's isolation and desperation drive her to seek unconventional help, showcasing the lengths individuals go to in times of crisis.
Marlowe on Aging and Change:
"Many healthcare providers aren't trained to treat or even recognize menopause symptoms."
(00:00 – 00:59)
Marlowe’s Determination:
"I was going alone. In the words of the poet, I'm going to commune with nature."
(02:49 – 02:53)
(Timestamp: 02:49 – 02:53)
Lillian Collins’ Plea:
"I need your help, Mr. Marlowe. I really do, desperately."
(06:35 – 06:41)
(Timestamp: 06:35 – 06:41)
Mary’s Cryptic Warning:
"You are seeking something. Probing, searching. Out. And this is not a good thing."
(19:56 – 20:06)
(Timestamp: 19:56 – 20:06)
Marlowe on Truth and Deceit:
"You set up suckers. Wealthy females, condiment of visiting Madame Houtel's fortunes."
(25:14 – 25:16)
(Timestamp: 25:14 – 25:16)
Climactic Confrontation:
"Chisano. Listen, I'm not kidding. If you've done anything to Lillian, I'll take you."
(28:02 – 28:07)
(Timestamp: 28:02 – 28:07)
Reflective Conclusion:
"I don't think I'm gonna make it."
(29:47 – 29:52)
(Timestamp: 29:47 – 29:52)
The Medium was Rare stands out as a compelling episode within the Philip Marlowe series, blending traditional detective work with supernatural intrigue. Gerald Moore’s portrayal of Marlowe captures the essence of Chandler’s creation—tough, introspective, and relentlessly seeking the truth. The episode's intricate plot, combined with its atmospheric storytelling, offers listeners a captivating experience that honors the golden age of radio detective dramas.
Whether you're a longtime fan or new to the series, this episode provides a rich narrative tapestry of mystery, character depth, and thematic complexity that exemplifies the enduring appeal of Philip Marlowe.
Produced and Transcribed by Cliff Howell
Written for Radio by Kathleen Height
Cast Included Gloria Blondell, Ed Max, Gene Bates, Harry Bartel, Betty Lou Gerson, Lou Krugman, Eda Rees Marin, and Jay Novello.
Special Music by Pierre Garaganc, Conducted by Wilbur Hatch.
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