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Effie
Sam's Bay Detective Agency.
Sam Spade
It's me, sweetheart, risen from not one but two deathbeds.
Effie
Oh, Sam, I bet not. You wouldn't take that lying down.
Sam Spade
Oh, Effie, you made a joke.
Effie
Well, you did first, Sam.
Sam Spade
I did not.
Effie
Oh, you mean you actually.
Sam Spade
Oh, don't pin me down. Anyway, I was present at two dying declarations. Would you believe, Effie, that a man could say something that wasn't true at a time like that?
Effie
Oh, no. You mean a man will be lying on his deathbed?
Sam Spade
Oh, Effie, you made a joke.
Effie
Oh, Sam, now stop it. I don't know what.
Sam Spade
It's all right, Effie. I forgive you. You can atone by telling me how wonderful you think I am. I think you that you may do when I arrive in a trice to dictate my report on the deathbed caper.
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Sam Spade
Many brave hearts are asleep in the deep.
Effie
Sam, you're a sailor.
Sam Spade
Captain Sam, where's the brig for you? You got your logbook handy, gal?
Effie
Oh, yes, Captain.
Sam Spade
So beware.
Effie
That's awful deep.
Sam Spade
Be date June 20, 1948.
Narrator
Where.
Sam Spade
I have no shame. To Marin County Sheriff's office, San Rafael, California. Attention, Deputy Woodington. From Samuel Spade, license number 137596. Subject, the deathbed caper. Dear Bill, the dawn came up like thunder out of Chinatown across the bay in San Francisco. All we could see was fog. But on your side it must have lifted briefly because somebody named Dan Starbucks managed to find his way to a phone booth, called me and asked me to meet him at the 3rd Street Pier in Sausalito. I didn't see him when I first got there. I didn't even see the pier. It was too foggy. But in the glow of the neon lights in front of the Viking Saloon, I saw a man who seemed to be waiting for somebody. Mr. Starbuck. Dan Starbuck. Come on down the end of the pier. I'll explain as we go along. We gotta hurry. You act hot. You want it for something? Why not yet. What's the caper? Well, my brother's out there on his yacht, the Marguerite. He's dying. When he's dead, they may call it murder. I want to be there with a witness. That's you. In case he has anything to say about who did it. Who did they think I did? Did you? Honestly, I don't know. It happened night before last. I went out there to see him. We've hated each other for years. Both been drinking, and we drank some more. Then there was a fight. I drew a blank somewhere. Next thing I knew was around midnight. I pulled myself together, went into his cabin. Gordon was lying there with his head all caped. I realized I was covered with blood and I was holding something in my hand. Big glass paperweight. I dropped it. I got out of there fast and swam ashore. I planned to tell you a different story, but that's it. You want the job or tonight you think you'll make a deathbed statement. That'll clear you. And you want me for a witness? Yeah, that's it. You got a lot of guts. I'm hired. Good. Halverson. You down there? Halverson? Who's Halverson? He's a boatman. He'll row us out. Halverson. Hey, Nils.
Dan Starbuck
Donnie.
Sam Spade
Yeah. Is that your casino?
Dan Starbuck
Sure. Can I do you some favor?
Sam Spade
I want to go out to the Marguerite. I can't find Halverson anywhere.
Dan Starbuck
Well, I guess I can take you.
Sam Spade
Are you sure? That I'm sure. Sam Spade, Del Casino. He's the bosun of the Margarita.
Dan Starbuck
Glad to meet you.
Sam Spade
Same.
Dan Starbuck
Any friend of Danny's. Hey, listen, Danny, you sure you want to go out there?
Sam Spade
Any reason why he shouldn't?
Dan Starbuck
Well, it's up to him and his place. I would be on a freighter for China. Way out there where the fog is more thicker.
Sam Spade
No, it's all right, Casino. I know what I'm doing.
Dan Starbuck
Well, your friend. Excuse me. Your name Spade? Pardon me. I'm better ass. The police don't want you for nothing.
Sam Spade
Not yet. But don't make book on it.
Dan Starbuck
Push us clear, Danny. This fog is closing in, but I can still see the lights from the Marguerite. I wish we don't find her.
Sam Spade
But we did. She was wearing clam diggers, an off the shoulder T shirt and was leaning against the rail as the dinghy pulled past a police launch and nestled in under the ladder of the yacht.
Dan Starbuck
Del?
Effie
Del, is that you?
Dan Starbuck
Yes, Mrs. Starbuck.
Effie
Who is that with you?
Sam Spade
Keep quiet.
Effie
Del. Del, what are they saying ashore about? Oh, I thought you.
Sam Spade
You're Mrs. Starbuck.
Effie
Yes.
Sam Spade
I'm Sam Spade. I'm from San Francisco. I'm a detective. Your brother in law's in the boat.
Effie
You captured him.
Sam Spade
He wants to come aboard.
Effie
He wants to?
Sam Spade
Why? He's hoping your husband will say something to clear him before he dies. Is there any reason why he shouldn't come aboard?
Effie
Oh, there's every reason in the world why he shouldn't. The police are in there with my husband right now.
Sam Spade
Yeah.
Effie
The doctor says there's a possibility that he may regain consciousness long enough to make a dying declaration. If he's face to face with Dan, there's no telling what he'll say. I wish Dan wouldn't. My husband is dying.
Sam Spade
Dan? Yeah. What'd she say? I don't know, but I think you better come aboard. He seemed almost delighted as he swung his weight up out of the dinghy and climbed the ladder. Del Cassino. The bo' sun followed, wearing a puzzled expression that Turned to fear. As we entered the cabin, the yellow glare from the lamp swinging overhead was almost blinding to walk into out of the foggy night. The first thing I focused on was the bunk that held the dying man. His head was heavily bandaged, his skin was chalk white, and his lips were beginning to turn blue. The room was tense with waiting. Ranged around him in a semicircle were the supporting players. Two doctors, one family type with a nurse, one police med, one sheriff with cigar, one police stenographer, female with pencil and notebook, poise 9:10 of a widow, and us at 18 minutes past 7. Somebody moved. It was a dying man. The two doctors rushed forward, took his pulse and blood pressure.
Dan Starbuck
The scarf adrenaline, 3cc carmine, one saline solution.
Sam Spade
All right, Sheriff.
Dan Starbuck
He's conscious now, but you'd better hurry.
Sam Spade
My goodness.
Dan Starbuck
Ah, Mr. Starbuck. You can hear me all right?
Sam Spade
Mm.
Dan Starbuck
Take that down.
Effie
Can you hear me? Affirmative.
Dan Starbuck
Answer now, Mr. Starbuck. We have to ask these questions. 1. What is your name? Please try to answer. What is your name? Gordon Mstar. You got that?
Effie
What is your name? Gordon M. Star.
Dan Starbuck
That's close enough. Fill it in later. Now, Mr. Starbuck, where do you live? Where do you live? I'm dead. You got that? 1277 Marymount, Pasadena. Hey, now, Mr. Starbuck, let's try a little harder. This is a long one. Have you been injured? And what was the cause of your injury?
Sam Spade
Yes. Hurts my.
Dan Starbuck
You got that?
Effie
Affirmative.
Dan Starbuck
Now the second part. What was the cause of your injury? Head.
Sam Spade
Head on head.
Dan Starbuck
Do you believe that you're about to die as a result of your injuries? And have you no hope of recovery? I know no hope. Well, now, let's get to the point. Who inflicted said injuries? My. Mr. Starbuck, please. You haven't much time, you know. Go away, Doc. Is there anything you can do?
Sam Spade
I'm afraid not.
Effie
This is ghastly. Can't you leave him alone? Can't you let him die in peace?
Sam Spade
What are you afraid of, Maggie? What are you afraid he'll say?
Effie
All right, all right. Tell them, Gordon. It was Dan that struck you, wasn't it? He was jealous. He always hated you for marrying me. It was Dan.
Dan Starbuck
Now, now, now, Mr. Starbuck, I know how you feel, but we can't allow this sort of thing. Please step aside so we can Finish up here. Mr. Starbuck.
Sam Spade
Doctor, very low pulse. I'm not sure.
Dan Starbuck
Dan. Is Dan here?
Sam Spade
Here I am. Gordon, Tell him. Tell him the truth.
Dan Starbuck
Do you identify this man, Mr. Staubach? Yes.
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Dan Starbuck
This is my brother, Dan. Yeah, you got that? Brother Dan? He's.
Effie
He's the one.
Sam Spade
He's lying, Gordon. You know who did it. Why don't you tell the truth? What do you got to lose now? Nothing.
Effie
Nothing.
Dan Starbuck
I'm finished. Got that? You finished me.
Sam Spade
Gordon. Gordon. Not yet. Come back. Dr. Cantrip clip.
Dan Starbuck
He's dead. Well, okay, Doc. Dennis Starbuck, it is my duty as sheriff of this county to take you into custody on suspicion of murder. And I must tell you that anything you say may be held against you. You better come along too, Spade. Routine questioning, you know.
Sam Spade
Okay, Sheriff.
Dan Starbuck
And I don't think we'll need the handcuffs, will we, son?
Sam Spade
No, I'll go with you.
Dan Starbuck
Yes, indeed, son. It's always smart to come along quietly.
Sam Spade
Yeah, well, this is as far as I'm going. Hey, Dan, come back here.
Dan Starbuck
Use your head.
Sam Spade
He only had one friend. Was the best friend in the world for a man on the land. The searchlights on the police launch spun frantically as the craft heeled around in a half circle to head him off. Instead of cutting the fog, the beams from the powerful lights bounced back from it and blinded the men behind them. After 10 minutes of that, they gave up. The sheriff had a theory.
Dan Starbuck
Don't worry. Between the fog and the currents, I doubt if it'll make it. We'll probably recover the body in the morning.
Sam Spade
And they did. But it wasn't Dan Starbuck's body. It was the bosun, Del Cassino. And he was found in Richardson Bay, adrift in the dinghy from the Marguerite. Somebody had creased his skull with the same type blunt instrument that had been used on Gordon's Starbuck. But Dell hadn't lived long enough to make a dying declaration.
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Sam Spade
The police theory of the Del Casino killing went something like this. Casino had shoved off in the dinghy to join in the search for Dan. Starbuck had rescued him and been maced for his pains. Also found in the dinghy, but not as yet worked into the police theory, were two items. One, a waterproof wallet containing the seaman's papers of one Nils Halverson. Two, a tattoo mark on the right bicep of the deceased, a small heart with a name in it. Maggie, the brand new widow of the same name was waiting in my office when I got there the following afternoon.
Effie
Hello.
Sam Spade
Hello to you, Mrs. Starbuck. What can I do for you, Mr.
Effie
Spade, I. I know very little about the ethics of your profession and. Well, are. Are you still working for Danny?
Sam Spade
If you mean do I know where he is, the answer's no.
Effie
I hoped you'd say that.
Sam Spade
Why?
Effie
Because I want you to work for me.
Sam Spade
Need a new bosun?
Effie
You needn't have put it quite so crudely.
Sam Spade
No, I needn't.
Effie
Since your work is confidential. I'll admit I've. I've done a few things that. Well, it's all too true. My first mistake was marrying Gordon Starbuck when I didn't love him. And I should never have let myself fall in love with Dan. I certainly should have known better than to let Del fall in love with me.
Sam Spade
What about Nils Halverson and me?
Effie
Well, hardly. No, Nils Halvorson was employed by my husband for various odd jobs whenever we put in at Sausalito mostly. He'd row the guests out to the ship. He rowed Danny out the night my husband was killed. At least I think he did. I didn't actually see him.
Sam Spade
Where's Halverson now?
Effie
I don't know. He goes off on drunks for days at a time. But I have a feeling that someone has paid him to disappear. He might have overheard something.
Sam Spade
Hold on a minute. You're going too fast. Are you working up to a confession?
Effie
Oh, no, it's. It's just that I'm afraid a great injustice may have been done to Danny. After all, Mr. Smayd, a man who's dying, I don't see how he could be altogether in his right mind, do you?
Sam Spade
The law says he is if he knows his name and address. A deathbed accusation is the strongest evidence a lawyer can shove at a jury. You can't cross examine a dead man. And most people have the quaint idea that a man on his deathbed is a lot more truthful than he was when he was hale and hearty.
Effie
Then you think Gordon may have been lying?
Sam Spade
Could be. Or wool gathering or picking up some of the lions you were feeding him.
Effie
Oh, I was just afraid he might die before he. You see, I thought I might shock him into saying yes or no. He could have said no, couldn't he?
Sam Spade
Well, make up your mind.
Effie
Oh, all I know is it's on my conscience. Now, if we could find old Halvorson and force him to tell what he knows. He's a very strange man. He's devoted to me. If the police find him before I do, he might refuse to talk out of a mistaken loyalty.
Sam Spade
Do you?
Effie
Well, I meant if he thought I had anything to do with. Well, he's very strange. I told you that.
Sam Spade
What makes you so sure he's alive?
Effie
Why wouldn't he be?
Sam Spade
If I'd been the killer and he'd rode me to and from the scene of my crime, I'd see him secured in Davy Jones locker. Fish feed, lobster baiter. Sleep in the deep.
Effie
Will you work for me?
Sam Spade
I'll let you know. I didn't have time to get tattooed, but the rest of me was marinated enough on my head. I was wearing a dirtied up yachting cap. And the rest of me, I was wearing a pea jacket, dungarees and sea boots. I was also wearing clamshell number five as I rolled up to the. The Viking saloon.
Dan Starbuck
Well, what did we, mate?
Sam Spade
AR have you seen my cousin?
Dan Starbuck
Your cousin?
Sam Spade
Who's your cousin?
Dan Starbuck
Prince Valiant?
Sam Spade
No, My cousin, Niels Halverson. Niels Halverson? Oh no.
Dan Starbuck
You're Neil's cousin.
Sam Spade
I.
Dan Starbuck
Well look. Come in from the old country.
Sam Spade
Yeah, Minnesota by you, Minnie.
Dan Starbuck
Well now, he'll be right glad to see you there.
Sam Spade
Where fair is he?
Dan Starbuck
I don't want to say this too loud. Bend over there. He's in trouble, you know. Oh yes. I got him holed up down below. Come on, come on.
Sam Spade
Well, by golly, I sure been glad to be going to see my cousin Niels. Niels Holverson.
Dan Starbuck
Drop the act and get down there.
Sam Spade
Hey. Okay, Joel, take over from here. Easy, easy.
Dan Starbuck
Okay, Danny, me boy. I got his gun. But watch him now. Watch him. He's full of smorgasbord.
Sam Spade
Well, Spade, you're the one person I didn't expect to see. But I'm very glad to. Yeah. I wish I hadn't found you. I wanted to find somebody else first. Halverson. Yeah, he's here. Wanna see him? That's what I came for. And under here. Watch your head. Low bridge. Here we are. Where? A boathouse under the pier. Harverson used to hole in here to sleep off his schnapps. Where is he now? Over here. Uh huh. Yeah. He's gonna be a long time sleeping this one off. He'd been missing since that night. Nobody knew he was here till last night. I headed for the saloon. When I swam ashore, Joe hid me out here. He could still talk then. What'd he say? I wrote it down here, but it's no hell. Let's see it. That's just a jumble.
Dan Starbuck
Words.
Sam Spade
Marguerite. Marguerite. Merry Christmas. Drink, my beautiful Helga. Row, row your boat. Now throw me back, row me back. $20. Good and drunk. Fog rolling in. Good and drunk. Gonna be five days. No business. Oh my head. Paint the book. All crazy stuff. $20. Did you give him 20 bucks to roll you out? I didn't even see him. I swam out. My loving brother wouldn't have let me on board if he'd heard me arriving. Like a gentleman. 20 bucks. Did you frisk him? No. I'll have a look. No, I don't. Hey, wait. Uh huh. Real soggy. But a 20. I don't care. I'm sticking to my story. I swam her there. I didn't give him that 20. Maybe you didn't, maybe you didn't. You got to believe me. I didn't even have 20 bucks. That's why I got. Shut up. What's the matter with you? What are you going to do? Come over here, Dan. Why? I don't believe a word of your story. And even if I did, it wouldn't make any difference. What are you. Shut up. You're gonna stop talking and listen for a while. I stuffed a gag into his mouth and muscled him over to a piling and handcuffed him to it. He didn't even look surprised. He just stood there staring at me as if he'd lost his last friend in the world. But I wasn't looking at him as much as I was listening to those footsteps on the boards overhead. I waited for them to come back. They did. I walked across the soggy planks to where Nils Halverson lay in the shadows. Nils, I want you to answer these questions again. Now, this time I'm gonna take them down. You get lots of $20 and lots of drink. Now then, I know you don't feel so good. You don't have to talk if you don't feel like it. Just nod your head for yes and shake it for no. Okay, Nils. That counts in a court of law. As long as there's a witness. Okay. Now, your name is Nils Halverson. Your address is 213 Bayview, Sausalito. That's correct. Is it? Nod your head. Good. Good. That proves you're in your right mind. You know you were injured. Yeah. You know the cause of your injury? Hit on the head and thrown over the side of your boat. What? Huh? Not from. Oh, dinghy. Well, it's the same thing. All right. Now, you know you're dying. You have no hope of recovery, that's obvious. But nod your head. That's the boy. Now, Mills, on the night of the 18th, around 10 o' clock after your usual working hours, you rode somebody out to the yacht Marguerite. In return for which this person gave you a $20 bill. This person is also the person who killed. Who inflicted your fatal injuries. It is now the name of that person, if you can possibly speak, even in a whisper, so there can be no mistake. Can you hear me? Just say it close to my ear. Yeah? Yes. Yes, I got it. That's all. Now, I know you don't write Nils, but make your mark here. Come on, I'll guide your hand. There. Now we're gonna take Nils. Nils. Well, anyway. All right, Maggie, come on in and join the party. Don't try anything. The light's on you. I'm a better shot than you. And if there's a ruckus, the whole saloon will be down on us. They're all friends of Danny's too. Stop there. Toss the gun. Okay. What's the matter, angel? You look kind of scared.
Effie
No. Just disappointed, that's all.
Sam Spade
Don't give up so easy, sweetheart. I always wanted to take a trip around the world.
Effie
We might go on the Marguerite together.
Sam Spade
Yeah? Yeah. Sailing into the sunset. Sleeping with our deathbed statements under each other's pillows.
Effie
I see what you mean. I guess it wouldn't work. How much for yours? And what do we do about him?
Sam Spade
Dan? I'll take care of that. Throw it in with a deal.
Effie
Okay. But I want it in writing. A little statement to the effect that I can keep under my pillow.
Sam Spade
Fair enough. Now, all I want from you is a little statement from you to this effect. That you, Marguerite Starbuck, employed Nils Halverson to row you out to the yacht on the night of the 18th. You there overheard a quarrel between your husband and brother in law. And that taking advantage of said brother in law's inebriated condition, you sneaked up behind your husband, hit him with a paperweight and decamped, leaving the murder weapon in Dan's hand. You then started back to shore in the dinghy and realizing that the only witness who could testify you were aboard that.
Effie
All right, all right, all right. I'll sign it.
Sam Spade
Okay.
Effie
We'll have plenty of time to put in all the legal decorations later.
Sam Spade
I'm afraid we won't, baby. You're going to be spending all your available time at the Hatchet and Points West.
Effie
What are you talking about?
Sam Spade
You just made a full confession in front of a witness. You heard it, didn't you, Dan? Every word.
Effie
Oh, if I honest. An honest man.
Sam Spade
Well, I did tell a fib. Now, this is really gonna hurt, I'm afraid, Maggie. You see, we didn't actually have any deathbed statement to match yours.
Effie
No?
Sam Spade
No. Nils Halverson was a good deal too dead to have made a deathbed statement just now. He's been stiff for 12 hours, uh, period. And a report.
Effie
Well, Sam, I'll type this right up, because then I'm leaving.
Sam Spade
Wait a minute, Effie. I had to do it that way. Don't you understand?
Effie
Of course, Sam, I quite understand.
Sam Spade
But you object, huh? A cruel, ruthless, murdering, though beautiful woman foiled by a clever ruse. A great acting performance by the greatest private detective of them all.
Effie
That all?
Sam Spade
You're still leaving?
Effie
Yes, Sam. My bags are packed.
Sam Spade
Well, pardon me for having feet.
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Effie
Well, here it is, Sam. Goodbye.
Sam Spade
Now, wait a minute, Effie. You can't leave like this, not without.
Effie
Oh, all right. I'll talk to you while I'm putting my hat on.
Sam Spade
Well, can't you at least look at me? After all, you should give me a chance to justify it.
Effie
Sam, apparently you're laboring under an apprehension.
Sam Spade
Of course I am.
Effie
Oh, boy, am I glad I picked the last in June and the first in July.
Sam Spade
What are you talking about?
Effie
My vacation.
Sam Spade
Vacation? You just had a vacation a few months back.
Effie
12 San. That's a year.
Sam Spade
Well, if you want to take advantage of a legal technicality.
Effie
No, Sam, don't say goodbye, man.
Sam Spade
Well, it's customary, I suppose it's lucky that some of us keep our nose to the grindstone, our ear to the ground, an eye to the future. Television's just around the corner, you know.
Effie
Oh, Sam.
Sam Spade
Come here, sweetheart. You look lovely in it. Come here. Have a wonderful time.
Effie
Oh, Sam.
Sam Spade
Now, go on, you miss your train. Where are you going?
Effie
Hello, Sierras.
Sam Spade
Well, just so you don't go to Kanab, Utah.
Effie
All right, Sam, you know best. Good night.
Sam Spade
Good night, Sierra Sue. Now, who can we get for that part Next week?
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Podcast: Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
Episode: The Adventures of Sam Spade: The Death Bed Caper
Original Air Date: June 20, 1948
Summary Date: October 4, 2025
Length: ~31 minutes
This episode of The Adventures of Sam Spade presents a tightly spun whodunit centered around deathbed confessions, shifting alibis, and family betrayal aboard a fog-choked yacht anchored in Sausalito Bay. Private detective Sam Spade is enlisted by a desperate man accused of murder. The episode explores the legal and emotional weight of dying declarations, and how even a confession spoken on the edge of death may not always be what it seems.
Sam Spade receives a call from Dan Starbuck, asking for his presence at a yacht where Dan’s brother, Gordon, lies on his deathbed after a violent injury. Dan is suspected of the crime, and seeks Sam as a witness to a possible dying declaration that might clear him.
The Death Bed Caper showcases the signature mix of mystery, sharp character work, and dark wit that defines Sam Spade adventures. The episode dives deep into legal ambiguity—the fallibility of a dying man's words—while spinning a suspenseful yarn around familial betrayal and the limits of trust. The final twist, with Sam ensnaring Maggie in her own confession, reflects the show’s clever plotting and Spade’s cunning.
Listeners are treated to a masterful blend of atmospheric storytelling and brisk repartee—a classic of Golden Age radio detective fiction.