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Sam Spade
Sam Spade Detective Agency.
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Quoth the Raven nevermore.
Sam Spade
Yes, this is me. Is this Mr. Spade?
Narrator
Yes. But is this Ms. Perrine?
Sam Spade
Yes.
Narrator
But why are you eating a peanut butter sandwich at this time of night?
Lenore Raven
Why?
Sam Spade
The allusion to Poe's Raven was your assignment among the literati?
Narrator
It certainly was. There was Rowena from Ivanhoe, a lost Lenore, a no Place Ralph, and a Boris from the Karloff of the same name.
Sam Spade
Oh, how distinguished.
Narrator
Have you got a cold?
Lenore Raven
F. No.
Narrator
Well, then there was a carnivorous plant, a hideous meat eating specimen of the botanical world. Try to take two fingers off me.
Sam Spade
Well, I've got three fingers all poured out for you here.
Narrator
Pretty hip. I can see you intend to be terribly amusing tonight. But even so, I intend to come right down and dictate my report on the stopped watch caper or Time Stood Still.
Dashiell Hammett
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I'm looking over a furry clover.
Rowena Raven
Hello, Sam.
Sam Spade
That's a mighty sharp routine. You give a parine on the phone.
Narrator
Where's Effie? Who are you?
Sam Spade
Sam, don't you remember me?
Lenore Raven
Buffy?
Narrator
Certainly not. I never saw Buffy. Buffy? Wait a minute. Do I sense a certain family resemblance? No, you can't be Effie's little sister. Buffy.
Sam Spade
Yes.
Narrator
Big girl now.
Sam Spade
But thanks anyway for the tinker toys you sent me last Christmas.
Narrator
I've killed myself.
Sam Spade
I intend to start having children of my own just as soon as it's practical.
Narrator
Where's F. Buff?
Sam Spade
She had to go to LA to visit a sick friend.
Narrator
A likely story.
Sam Spade
No, really.
Narrator
Chapter and verse, please.
Sam Spade
St. Joseph's Hospital in Burbank. They went to school together. And her name is Lorene Tuttle. She's an actress.
Narrator
Yes, I know. A very fine actress. Is it serious?
Sam Spade
I hope not, for Effie's sake. They're very close.
Narrator
Yeah. Well, what now? You take shorthand, Buff?
Sam Spade
Sort of.
Narrator
Spoken like a troopering. Come on in.
Sam Spade
Well, I hope it's good and gruesome.
Narrator
I take it back.
Sam Spade
I meant the caper, not what you're drinking.
Narrator
Okay, Buff, you win. Ready?
Sam Spade
Why not.
Narrator
Date, April 10, 1949. To Deputy Sheriff Bill Whittington, Marin County Sheriff's Office, San Rafael, California. From Samuel Spade, license number 137596. Oh, steady listener. Subject. The stopped watch keeper. Dear Bill, here's how it turned out. And if I ever phone you for advice again, I'll take it. Because you were right. She was loaded.
Bill Whittington
What about those threatening letters, Sam? Don't give another thought. Old lady Raven's had me up there a dozen times the last six weeks. She's got threatening letters, she got prowlers. But when I got there, she can't find the letters. And where that house is tucked away in the woods. I don't think a prowler could find it.
Narrator
How do I find it, Bill? Huh?
Bill Whittington
By the Gray Line bus. Goes right by the gate. Mount Tama Palais Road about three miles this side of a rock spring.
Narrator
Well, that sounds pretty rugged. You say she's a crank, but she's got money, Sam. Oh, the poor old soul.
Bill Whittington
And she got a niece.
Narrator
Oh, yeah.
Bill Whittington
Over 23. But she's stacked.
Narrator
The old lady's loaded. The niece is stacked. Who else lives there?
Bill Whittington
Well, there's a butler. Somebody flattened his head when he was young and he wears bangs to call attention to it. Sort of shuffles around the house. You ought to see him out in the woods chasing them old ground squirrels, quick as a deer hound.
Narrator
Never mind. Never mind. You sold me all these marvels. I have got to see. It was only three in the PM when I skulked in through the gates of Ravenswood. But it was so dark the hooty owls hadn't gone to bed yet. The fog snaked in and out through the dripping trees, long chill ribbons of ghastly fog borne on a sobbing wind. I mushed on into the deepening gloom of the forest, primeval. After 10 minutes of that, I began to wonder if there was any house there. When I saw it, I still wondered. It looked more like a fungus growth. Oh, no. Yes. Speak of the English.
Ralph Raven
It is chilly, isn't it, sir? Won't you come in?
Narrator
Sure, why not? Yeah, Expected that.
Ralph Raven
If you'll be so kind as to wait here, Sir, I'll inform Ms. Rowena of your arrival.
Narrator
Thank you. Jimmy Stewart.
Ralph Raven
Boris.
Narrator
Who's out there?
Ralph Raven
Is it the man with the hemlock? Answer me. You. Bruce, I. Oh, where is it?
Narrator
Did you say hemlock?
Ralph Raven
Oh, you must be my aunt's detective. Spade, was it?
Narrator
It is right.
Ralph Raven
I'm Ralph Raven. Come along with me. Spit. I have something interesting to show you.
Narrator
Ralph Raven was the one member of the household you hadn't described to me. And no wonder. The wasted figure that looked up at me from the wheelchair was more like a ghost than a man. His face was chalk white, so white it seemed almost luminous. And the skin clung so close to his skull there seemed to be no flesh beneath it. And his wide staring eyes looked like two cups of black coffee on a snow white tablecloth. I followed him into a glass enclosed room only slightly larger than the garden court of the Plaza. The humidity was several points higher than the dripping woods and the temperature was several degrees lower, but the plants he had growing there seemed to thrive on it. As I edged nervously through the dense quivering foliage, I noticed a strange looking yellow green pod about the size of a milk bottle at the end of a long tubular stem. It leaned over, opened its red mouth and said, hey, what is that thing?
Ralph Raven
Oh, that's my saren. Senior gigantosa. Meat eater. Carnivorous plant. Don't be frightened. I just fed it.
Narrator
Don't tell me you know what it eats. Acts like it Means a dose of bicarb.
Ralph Raven
No, perfectly healthy. Merely part of the digestive process. Even as you and I.
Narrator
Not me, but over here.
Ralph Raven
You're a detective. These plants should interest you. Oh, don't touch that. Mandrake.
Narrator
Never thought of it.
Ralph Raven
It won't cry out. No vocal cords.
Narrator
Oh, I see.
Ralph Raven
It's very sensitive.
Narrator
Oh, sensitive and deadly poison.
Ralph Raven
And see here, these pretty purple blossoms.
Narrator
Yeah, it's very pretty.
Ralph Raven
Source of an alkaloid poison favored by the Borgias. And these white hellebore.
Narrator
Watch your language.
Ralph Raven
I use it in compounding. Veratria, a poison so ancient it would probably go undetected in the police laboratories of today. And here, here's a charming one. Both a killer and a medicine. Belladonna, or deadly nightshade. Source of atropine. And this, commonly known as nux vomica. Well, produces not one, but two deadly poisons. The well known strychnine and the rare and not easily detectable brucine.
Narrator
Yeah, well, it's quite a hobby, Mr. Razor.
Ralph Raven
It's not a mere hobby, Mr. Spade. It's a practical science. All the plants in this conservatory have their fatal properties. And all have played a role in the great times of history. Did my aunt get another threatening letter?
Narrator
So she says.
Ralph Raven
Odd that she should fear death at her age. And odd that she should hire a bodyguard. How does she know how it'll come? It might be poison.
Lenore Raven
Speaking of poison, brother dear, it's time for your medicine.
Ralph Raven
Oh, Spade. My sister, the lost Lenore.
Lenore Raven
How do you do, Mr. Spade?
Narrator
How do you do?
Lenore Raven
Here, Ralph, drink up.
Ralph Raven
Why does it always have to be in milk? And look here, it's not time anyway. Oh, this confounded watch has stopped again. Spade, what time do you have?
Narrator
Why, it's three. That's funny. My watch has stopped, too. I didn't know then what that meant. In fact, if you look on the last page of this report, Deputy dear, you'll see that the stopwatch was the key to the whole puzzle. I protest that my failure to realize its significance at that moment had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that my client's niece, Lenore Raven, was, as you so roguishly put it, stacked about there. Boris, the butler, bobbed up and beckoned me from the balustrade. I followed him upstairs and was ushered into the austere and regal presence of my client, Rowena Raven.
Rowena Raven
That would be all, Boris.
Ralph Raven
Yes, madam.
Rowena Raven
Oh, Boris, I just remembered.
Ralph Raven
Yes, madam?
Rowena Raven
There, on the occasional table, my watch. I want you to take it around to the watchmakers in the morning. It's on the fritz again.
Ralph Raven
Yes, madam.
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Rowena Raven
Mr. Spade, I must apologize for keeping you waiting.
Narrator
That's all right.
Rowena Raven
My watch hasn't been keeping proper time ever since those threatening letters started. Could that be a clue, Mr. Spade?
Narrator
Maybe we'd better start with the letters, Mrs. Raven.
Rowena Raven
I can't find them anywhere. I think that young man from the sheriff's office must have pinched him.
Narrator
Bill Whittington? Oh, I'm sure not.
Rowena Raven
Well, all the same, it's very odd that every time he comes here, he can't find me.
Narrator
Where did you put him, Mrs. Raven?
Rowena Raven
Right there on the occasional table.
Narrator
Yeah. Well, Mrs. Raven, sometimes people have very vivid dreams. Doesn't mean there's anything wrong with their minds or anything like that.
Rowena Raven
You talk just like Dr. Slosser. That young sawbones my knee sent around looked my sciatica. Sciatica is nothing but a pain. How can you look at it? It's a lot of bull.
Narrator
Yeah. What did the letters say, Mrs. Raven?
Rowena Raven
That's why I wondered about my watch. Mr. Spade, the letters always contain some reference to time. Your time is running out. Beware when time moves slowly. Soon it may stop altogether. That sort of thing. You think there could be a connection? I mean, has someone been tampering with my watch? Repairman doesn't know what's causing it to lose.
Narrator
Did he think it might have been tampered with?
Rowena Raven
No, he thought it was something in the mountain. Magnetism or something.
Narrator
Well, that sounds logical.
Rowena Raven
That's a lot of hooey. I lived here 40 years and my watch never lost a minute. Something in the mountain, my eye. Something in this house, more like. Or somebody ask me, he's not half so sick as he pretends to be.
Narrator
Your nephew?
Rowena Raven
Uh huh. What do you think?
Narrator
Well, I think he's a very sick man.
Rowena Raven
No wonder, sitting in that damp conservatory day after day, pattering over those fiendish, poisonous plants. You see, the one that eats mice and hamburgers?
Narrator
Yes, I did. What's supposed to be the matter with your nephew, Mrs. Raven?
Rowena Raven
Oh, he was in an auto accident. Injured his neck. He had to remove part of a gland or something.
Narrator
His neck?
Rowena Raven
But Dr. Slosser says he's in good condition. Aside from that, and if he takes his medicine faithfully, there's no reason why he shouldn't.
Narrator
Come in.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Ah, Mrs. Raven. How is that pain this afternoon?
Rowena Raven
Worse, thank you. Dr. Slosson is Mr. Spade.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Ah, yes. The detective you engaged to investigate those letters you've been receiving.
Rowena Raven
Mr. Spade thinks it's an inside job. Don't you, Mr. Spade?
Narrator
Well, that depends on what you mean by an inside job.
Rowena Raven
There, you see?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Inside that romantic imagination of yours. My dear lady. Hold still now while I give you your shot.
Rowena Raven
I loathe being jabbed.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Well, now, that wasn't so bad, was it?
Narrator
Can I work on.
Rowena Raven
How's Ralph getting on, Doctor?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Not well, I'm afraid. He doesn't seem to be responding to the. Mrs. Raven, what is it?
Rowena Raven
Poison. You poison me.
Narrator
The cry she uttered was only half as terrible as the expression on her pain contorted face. She pitched forward in her chair with both fists clenched and shaking as if in anger at the doctor standing before her. He put down the empty hypodermic on the occasional table.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Yeah. Help me carry to the couch.
Narrator
Yeah, sure.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Take away that pillow. She must lie perfectly flat. There, that's better. Now she's relaxing.
Rowena Raven
I'm dying. There was poison in that needle.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Please, Mrs. Raven, it was only sedative to make you sleep.
Narrator
Sleep.
Rowena Raven
And time is running out.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
The poor woman. Malignant condition. Only a matter of time.
Narrator
Does she know that she has only.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
A short time to live? Oh, yes. Well, I have another call. Do you have the time? My watch seems to have stopped.
Narrator
Another one?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
I beg your pardon?
Narrator
Nothing. I left my watch at home.
Lenore Raven
Oh, well, I. Ludwig, something terrible is happening.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Your aunt is sleeping.
Lenore Raven
You'd better come down to the conservatory right away. Ralph is in terrible pain.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
What kind of pain?
Lenore Raven
He keeps saying he's been poisoned.
Narrator
What?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Well, come along. Take that hypo to the kitchen lawn. Sterilize it.
Lenore Raven
Where is it?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
On the table there.
Narrator
He stopped on his tracks. His mouth fell open and he gaped at the tabletop where he put down the hypodermic. In its place, it appeared, two items. An old fashioned lady's watch and a note written in green ink. The note said, time must have a stop. I picked up the watch and held it to my ear. You guessed it, it wasn't ticking. I had a hunch my client wasn't either. And I was right.
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Narrator
Ralph.
Lenore Raven
Ralph, where are you?
Ralph Raven
Where did you leave me?
Narrator
Hey, wait. Over here.
Ralph Raven
Oh, Spade. Keep them away from me.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Ralph, I came as soon as I could. Tell me your symptoms.
Narrator
No.
Ralph Raven
I phoned for another doctor. He's on his way now. Spade. My aunt. Take me to her. I must tell her.
Lenore Raven
Tell her what?
Narrator
I'm afraid we have some bad news for you, Ralph. Your aunt is dead.
Ralph Raven
Oh, so you poisoned her too?
Lenore Raven
Ralph, you're sick. You don't know what you're saying. She's been to every specialist in the country. They all said the same thing.
Ralph Raven
They all said she was good for another three months.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
My dear boy, in these cases, any doctor's guess is as bad as the next.
Lenore Raven
Oh, please, Ralph, you're very sick. Please let Ludwig examine you. If it's what you think, the other doctor may be too late.
Ralph Raven
Why not? Why should I fear death?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
That's better. Now, let me see your eyes. So?
Narrator
So.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Open the mouth. So, what is it?
Lenore Raven
What is it?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
He's right. It is poison.
Ralph Raven
You see?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
You know, my dear.
Lenore Raven
Yes?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
When you sterilized that needle for Ralph shot this morning, did you pick up the wrong bottleneck?
Lenore Raven
Of course not.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Strange. Very strange. But don't worry, Ralph. There's a very simple answer.
Lenore Raven
Thank heaven.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
You should, my dear. Indeed you should.
Narrator
And that was that, Deputy dear. Two doctors in the county coroner took one look at my late client's medical history and decided on death due to natural causes. I didn't think so and neither did you.
Bill Whittington
So there really were threatening letters?
Narrator
I saw one.
Bill Whittington
You sure now, Sam?
Narrator
Sure I'm sure.
Bill Whittington
Where'd you say it was?
Narrator
On the occasional table.
Bill Whittington
Yeah? What was it doing when it wasn't a table?
Narrator
Not occasionally. Occasional.
Bill Whittington
Oh, just any old table.
Narrator
No, Bill. Now, Bill, get this. It's real deep. An occasional table is a table that a woman picks up at a bargain and puts into a room under the mistaken impression that it may come in handy someday. Mrs. Raven used hers as a catch all for her unanswered correspondence, threatening letters included.
Bill Whittington
And what happened to the one you saw?
Narrator
I don't know. I put it right here in my coat pocket, along with a watch. It just disappeared.
Bill Whittington
Yeah, that might be tampering with evidence.
Narrator
Listen, Bill, things were disappearing from that table almost as fast as other things showed up.
Bill Whittington
Yeah, sounds like pack rat.
Narrator
You follow that up, Bill. I'm gonna pack up and rat out of here. Now look, Sam, my client's dead. It's officially okay. I haven't made a penny out of the caper and now I'm not likely to. So do you give me a lift back to the toll gate or do I hitchhike?
Bill Whittington
There's your answer.
Narrator
Come on. When we reached the second bedroom whence the scream had come, we found the lost Lenore. Looking well found in something comfortable, she's standing center stage regarding herself with horror in a full length mirror. She looks awful pale, Bill. You better go downstairs and get some ice water. She might faint.
Bill Whittington
You think so?
Narrator
Yeah. Hurry up. I'll stay here and keep up her circulation in case anything happens.
Bill Whittington
Yeah, you're right.
Narrator
Beat it.
Lenore Raven
I thought.
Narrator
You thought what?
Lenore Raven
Look, I found these on my pillow.
Narrator
One watch. One threatening letter. Whose watch?
Sam Spade
Mine.
Lenore Raven
I left it on the dressing table when I went in to cream my face. When I came out, somebody had slipped this under it.
Narrator
On the dressing table?
Lenore Raven
No, under my pillow.
Narrator
You said on your pillow.
Lenore Raven
I meant under. I mean on. I don't know what I mean. What are you trying to do to me?
Narrator
Just trying to get things straight.
Lenore Raven
But the note. Look at it. It's exactly the same as the one he left in my aunt's room.
Narrator
Why do you say he?
Lenore Raven
Oh, I don't know. Yes, I do. It's because I don't trust Ludwig. Dr. Schlosser.
Narrator
That figures. He doesn't trust you either.
Lenore Raven
When he pretended to think I might have picked up the wrong bottle. Oh, he was acting.
Narrator
Couldn't you see you're not doing a bad Job yourself.
Lenore Raven
I'm not acting. Not anymore. Listen to me. Listen. He's acted strangely ever since I foolishly said I'd marry him.
Narrator
I would myself.
Lenore Raven
Oh, so. Sam, darling, don't joke. I don't mean like that.
Narrator
How did you meet him?
Lenore Raven
He got me out of a jam once. The accident. When my brother was hurt. I went for a doctor and he happened to be the nearest one. Well, I'd been drinking and he took over and he sent me home before the police arrived at the scene. Didn't Ralph know he blanked out? He doesn't know to this day. Ludwig never forgot. He forced me to recommend him to my aunt. He got into her good graces, practically moved into the house. Then he pretended to make love to me. Pretended he didn't care about me till he found out about my aunt. Didn't have long to live. He knew half her money would come to me. Sam, do you think he poisoned my aunt?
Narrator
Officially, she died from natural causes.
Lenore Raven
But you said she spoke about being poisoned. And Ralph, too.
Narrator
What's that medicine you give him in milk?
Lenore Raven
I don't know. It's a prescription. Just some drops that come in a metal container.
Narrator
Where do you keep those drops?
Lenore Raven
Here. Here in my room. I have to hide them. They make Ralph feel so much better. He used to overdose when the doctor trusted him to dose himself.
Narrator
Let me see that Madison.
Lenore Raven
Yes, it's just here in this cabinet. Here it is.
Narrator
Don't tell me it's empty.
Lenore Raven
There was a glass bottle inside the container.
Narrator
Small but heavy. Lead yet? Hey, what are you doing with that gadget? The thing with the dials and the speedometer.
Lenore Raven
Oh, that's something medical. I have to make a test on Ralph every day to see how he's getting along.
Narrator
You know what that actually is?
Lenore Raven
Yes, I do. It. It detects anemia.
Narrator
Well, I wouldn't know about that. But a Geiger counter is generally used to detect something else.
Lenore Raven
What are you going to do with it?
Narrator
I'm going prospecting for that missing medicine.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Ah, there you are. I've been looking everywhere for you. I'm afraid I have bad news for you, Lenore.
Lenore Raven
Ralph?
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
My diagnosis was correct. Pernicious anemia.
Sam Spade
Dead.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
What is that you are carrying, Mr. Spade?
Narrator
Oh, nothing special, Doctor. Just an old Geiger counter.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Lenore, did you let him take it?
Lenore Raven
He said he was going to use it to find Ralph's medicine.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
What happened to Ralph's medicine?
Lenore Raven
I don't know. It's just gone.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Mr. Spade, that machinery is my property. I must ask you to Hand it over.
Narrator
No gun necessary, Doctor. Here, take it.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Take your gun too, sir. Lenore, carry the machine. This way. Walk ahead of us. First we try the conservatory.
Narrator
He was an amateur with a gun, but I didn't jump him for it because I'm an amateur with a Geiger. I did notice that the indicator on the dial got nervous the minute we walked into the conservatory. Ralph Raven's body was still in the wheelchair, no paler in death than in life. His sightless eyes were fixed on that obscene plant. The plant looked sick too. It was drooping and his red mouth was hanging open. As we walked past the wheelchair, the indicator on the dial of the Geiger counter moved forward and then slipped back again. Then it took a sudden big jump.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
Ah, so that was his hiding place. The maw of that disgusting carnivorous plant. Well, it's not pleasant, but there's only one way to get it. Don't move, either one of you. My eye is on you. Yes. Yes, it's here.
Narrator
At first I thought the plant had bitten him. Then he pulled his hand out and I saw what had happened. There was a hypodermic outfit stuck in the heel of his hand. It surprised him no end, but he still managed to hold onto that gun. He swung it away from me and was holding it on Lenore.
Ralph Raven
You.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
You knew.
Lenore Raven
No. No, I didn't.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
You must have.
Dashiell Hammett
Ralph knew.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
He must have told you.
Lenore Raven
No, I swear he didn't.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
What do you think I did this for? To die and leave you behind to enjoy the money I got for you? No. You will come with me.
Rowena Raven
Oh, no.
Lenore Raven
You don't know what you're doing. There's someone right here.
Dashiell Hammett
Shut up.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser
What are you looking at? It's behind me.
Bill Whittington
Don't bother to rush him, Sam.
Narrator
I've got him. Hold it, Bill. Yeah.
Bill Whittington
How's that for shooting, Sam?
Narrator
Yeah. You find a bullet hole in them, Bill, and I'll call it. Good. And that, Deputy, dear, is the crop. And it's all carnivorous. In case you're still wondering what dropped him when your shots missed. It was the poison in that hypodermic needle which Ralph had planted there for that very purpose. And then baited the trap of the all important missing medicine. Later on, I learned that what the doctor had been feeding him was the right medicine for what ailed him. An isotope of iodine. It seems it's radioactive, like uranium. But if you take too much of it, you die. Not a poisoning, but a pernicious anemia, which is how the doctor planned for Ralph to die. It also magnetizes watches so they don't keep the right time. And of their cheap ones, like mine, they may stop altogether. Period. And a report. Got all that, Buffy?
Sam Spade
I got it, Sam. But I don't get it.
Narrator
Buffy, people have studied all their lives to learn about atomic stuff like isotopes. And you expect me to teach you everything in one easy lesson?
Sam Spade
Oh, no, Sam. I know about that. But who killed who?
Narrator
Whom, dear? The doctor killed everyone. But Ralph loaded the needle.
Sam Spade
Then they were accomplices.
Narrator
No, Buff, get this. It's real shallow. Ralph knew there was no way in the world to prove that the doctor was killing him and hastening his aunt's demise. So he saw to her that she got a dose of detectable poison and did him the same. Favorite. Now, like a good girl, go type that up.
Dashiell Hammett
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Sam Spade
Here it is, Sam. And I certainly hope that butler was brought to justice.
Narrator
What, for his dialect?
Sam Spade
No, for helping to deliver the threatening letters and then stealing off the occasional table.
Narrator
A brilliant deduction. How did you deduce, Sam, that's for kids.
Sam Spade
If Ralph was too ill to walk, then somebody had to push him upstairs in the wheelchair.
Narrator
Wouldn't have been easier just to carry him.
Sam Spade
That's how he did it.
Narrator
Or just go up himself, that's how. Possibly. And then again, we may never know. But do we care?
Lenore Raven
Yes.
Sam Spade
I hate loose ends, Sam.
Narrator
Then keep it up.
Sam Spade
Good night, Sam.
Narrator
Spoken like a true perine. So I'll say to you. Good night, sweetheart.
Dashiell Hammett
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Summary of "The Adventures of Sam Spade: The Stopped Watch Caper"
Date of Release: January 18, 2025
Original Air Date: April 10, 1949
Host/Author: Choice Classic Radio
Title: The Adventures of Sam Spade: The Stopped Watch Caper
Host/Author: Choice Classic Radio
In this thrilling episode of "The Adventures of Sam Spade," listeners are transported into a classic hard-boiled detective narrative, featuring the iconic private eye Sam Spade. The story, titled "The Stopped Watch Caper," weaves a complex tale of mystery, deceit, and murder, set against the backdrop of a secluded estate plagued by threatening letters and suspicious deaths.
Sam Spade is summoned to investigate a perplexing case involving Rowena Raven and her family. Rowena has been receiving ominous letters that reference time, paired with malfunctioning timepieces, including her own watch. These strange occurrences coincide with the mysterious death of her niece, Lenore Raven, and the worsening condition of her nephew, Ralph Raven.
Sam Spade arrives at Rowena Raven's estate to discuss the peculiar case.
Spade considers the possibility that the malfunctioning watch is more than a mere coincidence, hinting at deeper machinations.
Sam ventures into the eerie Ravenswood estate, encountering peculiar elements that set the tone for the mystery.
This atmospheric description immerses listeners in the foreboding environment surrounding the Raven family.
Sam meets Ralph Raven, who introduces him to the family's peculiar conservatory filled with carnivorous plants.
This interaction not only adds an element of danger but also serves as a metaphor for the hidden threats within the Raven estate.
Rowena expresses her concerns about the connection between the stopped watch and the threatening letters.
Dr. Ludwig Schlosser provides medical explanations, but his evasiveness raises red flags.
Sam begins to suspect that the doctor might be involved in the sinister events.
Sam uses a Geiger counter to detect radioactive substances, leading to the revelation of the true nature of the poisonings.
This scientific twist unveils the method behind the murders, implicating radioactive isotopes as the cause of death.
The climax occurs when Dr. Schlosser attempts to cover his tracks but is apprehended by Sam and Deputy Bill Whittington.
Sam meticulously ties together the evidence, exposing Dr. Schlosser's role in the orchestrated deaths and manipulation of timepieces to conceal his crimes.
Rowena Raven: "The letters always contain some reference to time. Your time is running out. Beware when time moves slowly. Soon it may stop altogether." ([12:07])
Sam Spade: "I have got to see. It was only three in the PM when I skulked in through the gates of Ravenswood." ([05:29])
Ralph Raven: "I phoned for another doctor. He's on his way now. Spade. My aunt. Take me to her. I must tell her." ([16:03])
Dr. Schlosser: "You're a detective. These plants should interest you." ([08:46])
Sam Spade: "If Ralph was too ill to walk, then somebody had to push him upstairs in the wheelchair." ([28:46])
Sam Spade: "I got it, Sam. But I don't get it." ([27:16])
"The Stopped Watch Caper" is a masterful installment in the Sam Spade series, seamlessly blending classic detective work with suspenseful storytelling. Through intricate plot developments and well-crafted dialogues, the episode keeps listeners engaged until the very end. Sam Spade's keen intuition and methodical investigation unravel the mystery, revealing the sinister motives behind the Raven family's tragedies. This episode not only entertains but also showcases the timeless appeal of old-time radio detective stories.
For enthusiasts of old-time radio and detective fiction, "The Stopped Watch Caper" stands out as a compelling narrative filled with atmospheric tension and intellectual intrigue. Choice Classic Radio successfully revives this golden age of radio, offering both nostalgia and captivating storytelling for new and seasoned audiences alike.