The Saint: Greed Causes Murder 10/29/1947

Summary

Podcast Summary: "The Saint: Greed Causes Murder"

Podcast: Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
Episode: The Saint: Greed Causes Murder (Original Airdate: 10/29/1947)
Star: Vincent Price as Simon Templar, The Saint
Release Date (Podcast): November 16, 2025

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Episode Overview

This classic detective radio episode features Vincent Price as Simon Templar, “The Saint,” in a tangled web of old crimes and fresh murders triggered by the greed for missing stolen money. The story begins with a scuffle over a seemingly worthless old car—and unravels into a hunt for $400,000 vanished seven years prior. The Saint’s investigation uncovers double-crosses, murder, and a clever method of hiding secrets, culminating in a climactic showdown that brings justice to those corrupted by avarice.

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Key Plot Points & Discussion

1. The Mystery Begins: A Car Everyone Wants

• (02:02-03:34)
  Simon Templar witnesses thugs, Mac and an accomplice, attempting to steal an old car from Mr. Collins, a stubborn old man. Templar intervenes but is brushed off by the thugs.
  • Saint: “There’s nothing like a .32 in the pocket of a known thug for winning an argument.” (03:06)
  • Collins tells Templar about failed attempts to buy his car, fueling Templar's curiosity.

2. Enter the Criminal Underworld

• (03:34-08:13)
  Templar tracks Mac to a shady pool hall, confronting both Mac and the slick operator Fancy Dan Turner.
  • Templar questions why Turner is after Collins’ junk car. Turner cryptically implies the car's value is much greater, warning Templar to keep out.
  • Turner: “So big I wouldn’t hesitate to shoot at the slightest move. Am I clear?” (07:06)
  • Turner insinuates imminent violence, but Templar outsmarts him, escaping with only a threat.

3. A Gruesome Discovery

• (08:54-10:23)
  At Collins’ home, Templar finds Collins murdered—beaten, stabbed, and tortured. O’Brien, another crook, is already on the scene, searching for "swag"—specifically, the missing $400,000.
  • O'Brien: “When a job is pulled and the police go after the boys who pull it, I make an end run and go after the swag. Or at least part of it.” (09:27)
  • Before O’Brien can say more, he is fatally shot by an unseen third party.

4. The Backstory Unfolds: A Seven-Year-Old Heist

• (11:26-13:34)
  Templar investigates Mr. Ritchie, a wealthy industrialist whose firm lost $400,000 in a theft by his accountant, John Qualey, seven years ago. The money was never recovered, and Qualey died in prison two weeks ago.
  • Saint: “If he knew he were dying in prison, it’s quite possible he made an attempt to get word to her to tell her where the money was hidden.” (12:41)
  • Ritchie claims Qualey was watched too closely to pass any message.

5. The Widow, Hidden Clues, and Increasing Danger

• (13:52-14:49)
  Templar corners Mrs. Qualey (the dead accountant’s wife). Her connection to the murder and the car is suspicious. She bought Collins’ car at great cost, found with tools for breaking into hidden compartments and fresh license plates.
  • Saint: “I know that Collins’ car is worth about $20. But it’s something else. It’s worth in the neighborhood of $400,000. And you know, that’s an awfully nice neighborhood.” (14:40)
  • Mrs. Qualey is soon shot and mortally wounded by the unseen killer.

6. The Web Tightens: Who’s the Real Mastermind?

• (17:09-20:26)
  Templar is kidnapped by Mac and delivered to Turner, but Turner reveals his group is not responsible for the recent murders—he has airtight alibis for the crucial hours.
  • Templar deduces that Smitty, a mutual contact, sold Qualey’s secret to several parties, leading to a lethal competition.
  • Saint: “Your pal Smitty is the sort of rat that even rats on rats. He sold Quaily's secret three times. That we know of.” (20:17)

7. The Final Showdown: Elevator Shaft Treasure

• (21:23-24:37)
  The real killer/mastermind is revealed to be Mr. Ritchie. Together with Templar, he stands atop the elevator shaft, using an acetylene torch to open a hidden compartment containing the stolen cash.
  • The instructions had been hidden by Qualey in a license plate, smuggled out from prison as part of his workshop job.
  • Ritchie: “There’s an extra piece of thin metal in this particular plate, forming a sort of pocket. And inside the pocket, a note on cigarette paper telling poor Mrs. Qualy how to get the money.” (22:09)
  • As the elevator powers on, Templar jumps to safety, but Ritchie—blinded by greed—stays behind and is crushed, dying atop his ill-gotten fortune.
  • Saint: “You think of it, Richie. And also think of how much blood was spilled on it.” (23:48)

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Notable Quotes & Memorable Moments

• Simon Templar's Wit:
  “It’s euphonic, but slightly ungrammatical, Mac. Now, what’s the disturbance?” (02:17)
• On Greed:
  "Nor is there any juster law than that the contrivers of death should perish by their own contrivances." — Vincent Price as Simon Templar, quoting Ovid at episode’s end (24:44)
• Cynicism on Value:
  "Yes. You could almost buy a secondhand car with it." (12:56)
• Classic Saint Irony:
  “I’ve never been astride the top of an elevator before, Richie. And we’re right near the top of the shaft.” (23:04)
• Final Justice:
  “Yes, Richie, you saved your money. And you saved the state some money, too. I’m sure you didn’t plan on saving the cost of your…” (24:24)

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Important Timestamps

• 02:02: The initial attempted car theft and character introductions
• 03:34: Templar’s first confrontation with Mac and Smitty
• 06:13: Templar meets Fancy Dan Turner
• 08:54: Collins found murdered; O’Brien appears
• 11:26: Templar's questioning of Mr. Ritchie about the original theft
• 13:52: Templar's tense encounter with Mrs. Qualey
• 17:09: Mac kidnaps Templar on Turner’s orders
• 21:23: The final confrontation and the reveal of Ritchie as the mastermind
• 22:09: The secret of the license plate revealed
• 23:47: The treasure is found; Ritchie’s downfall
• 24:44: Saint’s closing words and summary of the episode’s moral

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Tone and Style

• The episode is filled with hardboiled detective banter, puns, and sardonic humor, typical of "The Saint."
• Vincent Price’s delivery mixes dry wit, moral outrage, and cool under pressure, giving the story both levity and gravitas.

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Conclusion

This episode exemplifies the golden age of radio mysteries with its labyrinth plot, sharp dialog, and a classic reminder: greed consumes all, even the schemer. The clever hiding of the loot, the layers of criminal conspiracy, and the unexpected final twist elevate "Greed Causes Murder" to a standout entry in The Saint’s adventures.

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Transcript

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[Vincent Price]

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[Mrs. Qualy]

Help.

[Announcer]

Help.

[Collins]

Come on. No, no, no.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Hey, what's going on here?

[Collins]

This is my car here. No, no, no.

[O'Brien]

Stop it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Hey, cut it out. What's the idea? Now, let that man alone.

[Mac]

Look, you keep out of this, buddy, or I'll. Well, it ain't the same.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

It's euphonic, but slightly ungrammatical. Mac. Now, what's the disturbance?

[Collins]

They drew up alongside of my car. Him and the other fella. They said, get out. We're taking your car.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Why, Mac? Wouldn't do a thing like that, now, would you, Mac?

[Mac]

Nah, of course not. The old man's nuts.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

What Mack would do if he coveted his neighbor's jalopy is slug him with a piece of lead pipe and drive off.

[Mac]

Yeah. So, Good night.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I get business now. Wait, Mac. You could satisfy my curiosity a little. Why should you want to steal this gentleman's old automobile when you've got nicer, newer ones to choose from?

[Collins]

Yes, ask him, mister. Ask him.

[Mac]

Yeah, ask me, Saint. Go ahead. And I'm gonna satisfy a little curiosity of my own.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I didn't think you had any, Mac. What shape does it take?

[Mac]

I always wondered how you'd look dead. Good night, all.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Good night, Mac. Be seeing you.

[Mrs. Qualy]

You.

[Collins]

You let him go?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes, he convinced me that I should for now. There's nothing like a.32 in the pocket of a known thug for winning an argument. Did you say there was another fellow with him? Yes.

[Collins]

Ran off when he heard you coming. It was the same fella tried to buy my car yesterday.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Someone tried to buy this. This car?

[Collins]

Oh, sure. This fella tried to buy it. And there was a woman made a offer, too.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You mean you actually refused?

[Collins]

I ain't selling until I find out why they want to buy it so bad.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

This fellow who tried to buy the car, do you know his name? No.

[Announcer]

He.

[Collins]

He looked like a gentleman until.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Until you found him consorting with felonous intent with our just departed friend, eh? Tell me, was he well dressed? An annoying little mustache placed just over the sneer he wears for a mouth?

[Collins]

Well, yes, see? How did you.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

That's easy. Our friend Mac does piece work for him. Fancy Dan Turner is his current alias. But I see you don't keep up with such things.

[Collins]

You're going to tell the police?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Later, perhaps, when there's something to tell them. Right now, I've got a great thirst that needs quenching. A thirst for knowledge, huh? Yeah. What's your name and where do you live?

[Collins]

Collins.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

302 E. 8th St. Mm. Now, put your car in cold storage, old timer, and take care of yourself. Something tells me this is rat's night out. Hello, Smitty. Back making book, I see?

[Mac]

You got the wrong joint, Saint. Take a look around. I run a pool room. You interested in a horse?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

No, no, a man.

[Mac]

Well, like I said, Saint, you got the wrong joint.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

His name's Mack. He hangs out here. Now, where is he? In the back room.

[Mac]

I'm the Three Monkeys, Saint Deef, Dumb and blind. The only Mac I know is a truck.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, then if you don't mind, I'd like to look in your back room and see if he's parked there. I mind, but you won't even know Smitty. You're deef, dumb and blind.

[Mac]

Oh, have a heart, Saint. I ain't got no back room. Besides, last time you dropped in my place, a lot of my customers started patronizing elsewhere.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Including you, Smitty.

[Mac]

Remember, I've only been back from the gray place a week, and I ain't forgetting it. Aw, come on, Saint.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Be a good guy.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Beat it, huh?

[Mac]

No, no, Smitty. Let him stay a while.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Hello, Mac.

[Mac]

I was hoping you were smart enough to go home and get some sleep.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

How could I sleep with you out roaming the streets? Mac, you know How I worry.

[Mac]

Yeah, yeah, too much. What does he want, Smith?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

You.

[Mac]

Why, Saint?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I want to talk with Fancy Dan, Turner.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

What about?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Now, let's not be coy, Mac. It doesn't become you. I want to ask Turner why he's trying to steal a jalopy from an old man.

[Mac]

Well, what do you know? I got a surprise for you, Saint. I'll take it to him.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

The boys say you're looking for me, Saint.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Hmm.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

The boys are right.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

So you found me.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

So I understand you're interested in a certain old car.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

So what? Probably the smiling Irishman is too.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

A broken down 1929 sedan. Seems a little slow for a fast man like you, Fancy Dan.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Well, maybe I like to go slow enough to read the billboards when I drive. What's it to you, Saint?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

It depends on what it is to you, Turner. What's on the farm?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

You are. There's a handle with care sign on this deal and I don't want just anybody cutting in. You're a fouler upper.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You've been stepping high and fancy free too long, Turner. You're beginning to irritate me.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

The feeling's likewise, Saint. Only I got more than fingers in my fist and you haven't.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

That's a nice gun you're so bravely wearing, Turner. It must be a pretty big pot to change a small time con artist like you into a fire breathing gunman. Big potatoes, huh?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Yeah, plenty big, Saint. So big I wouldn't hesitate to shoot at the slightest move. Am I clear?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You couldn't be clearer if you were a day ordered by the Chamber of Commerce.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Good.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Oh, it ain't a palace, Saint. It's just the back room of a pool parlor. But please, stay and be my guest.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Very well. For a little while anyway. Where are the boys? Out. They're wasting their time. Collins won't sell his old wreck. Some old men are stubborn. And Collins seems like a hard man to intimidate.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

It all depends on who's doing the intimidating, Saint. Now, Mac's a chowder head and Smitty's even worse. But put the two boys together and you get a job of work done.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Dan, I've adopted old man Collins as a friend.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Ah. How big are you?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes, you know how I feel about people who push other people around, Turner. Especially when the guy getting the shoving is a friend.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

You know, if I had a glass of beer, I'd cry into it. Sit back and relax, Saint. The boys will be back with what they want after soon enough. And maybe then I'll let you go home.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You mean they're coming back with the car?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Well, maybe not the whole car. Sit back and relax.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Hey, relax.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Sitting back with my chair to the wall. Turner, you want me to relax, don't you?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Yeah.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Hey, let go that cue stick. As my old grandmother used to say, Turner, there's nothing as relaxing as a game of pool. Particularly with a hoodlum's head as the cue ball. Collins. Open up. You.

[O'Brien]

You wouldn't be from the police now, would you?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

No, no, I'm no more a policeman than you are, old man. Collins.

[O'Brien]

Come in and be welcome, then.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Where's Collins? The old man?

[O'Brien]

He's here.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Where?

[O'Brien]

Behind the sofa. But if you're of a mind to look at him, make it a quick look.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Dead?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Very.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

How?

[O'Brien]

Every way. Beaten, stabbed and tortured. Maybe even shot, for all I know.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes, and for all I know, maybe you've got a gun with an empty chamber for all.

[O'Brien]

Bless me, no. Me business doesn't allow it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Just what sort of business are you in? Irish.

[O'Brien]

The name's o'.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Brien.

[O'Brien]

When a job is pulled and the police go after the boys who pull it, I make an end run and go after the swag. Or at least part of it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, I see. What's the swag here, Collins? Wallet.

[O'Brien]

Nothing less. There's 400 grand in it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

400? Oh, no. I'm afraid you'll find the old man a few cents short. Who killed him?

[O'Brien]

Not I.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

How do I know?

[O'Brien]

You don't.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You're right. What brought you here?

[O'Brien]

Why, I'm here about the old tar. Of course.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You want to buy it?

[O'Brien]

Certainly. Don't you? Say, maybe you're not being cute. Maybe you really don't know about the.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

About what?

[O'Brien]

Well, now I'm greatly relieved. When I first saw you come through that door, I said to myself, oh, Brian, here comes some more competition. They see you're not. I'm relieved, laddie. Greatly relieved.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Turner is competition enough, eh?

[O'Brien]

Yes, but Turner and his ugly ducklings are nothing compared to who in time. I got here just a minute before you, laddie. The old man was dead when I arrived. Beyond that, I know nothing.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Get down. O'. Brien.

[Mrs. Qualy]

O'.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Brien.

[O'Brien]

Competition getting worse all the time.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I'll call the doctor.

[Mrs. Qualy]

No, no, no.

[O'Brien]

Thanks, laddie. Lay. Lay off this frolic. He'll get you next. You're gonna die, mister. You're gonna.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Brian, the old man's car. What? Well, I guess I'll have to try another angle. This one's pretty dead.

[Mrs. Qualy]

I awakened Mr. Ritchie as you requested, Mr. Templar. He'll be right down.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, thank you.

[Mrs. Qualy]

I hope the fire isn't too serious.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Well, it's serious enough to awaken Mr. Ritchie.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Oh. Oh, here he is now, sir.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Well? Well, which plant is the fire in? Who is responsible? How big is the damage?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, the fire isn't in any plant, Mr. Ritchie.

[Mr. Ritchie]

What's that then?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Then where is it? Inside of me. I'm burning up and I need your help.

[Mr. Ritchie]

How dare you sneak your way in here at 3 o' clock in the morning by telling me there's a fire. Look here, who are you?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Simon Templar.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Oh. Oh, yes. The Saint. I've heard of you. If you have business with me, Mr. Templar, I suggest you phone my secretary for an appointment. Meanwhile, there's no subject on earth can keep me from going back to bed.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Not even the subject of $400,000, Mr. Ritchie.

[Mr. Ritchie]

What do you know about it?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Nothing, other than that it was stolen from you.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Mr. Ritchie, that happened seven years ago. The criminal, John Quailey was caught, tried and convicted. Now, if you'll pardon me.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Quealy worked for you, I believe.

[Mr. Ritchie]

He was my head accountant.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

And the money was never found?

[Mr. Ritchie]

No. Quayley drew 20 years in the penitentiary. He never revealed where the money was hidden until the day he died.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Died?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Yes, two weeks ago in prison. And now, Mr. Templar, if you don't mind, I need my rest.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I won't detain you much longer, Mr. Ritchie. Just one or two more questions. Well, Did Queli have a wife?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Yes, he did.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

If he knew he were dying in prison, it's quite possible he made an attempt to get word to her to tell her where the money was hidden.

[Mr. Ritchie]

He may have made the attempt, but he couldn't possibly have succeeded. He was too closely watched. After all, $400,000 is a lot of money. A lot of money?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes. You could almost buy a secondhand car with it.

[Mr. Ritchie]

If I hadn't been fully covered by insurance, my firm would have gone under in the face of a loss that large. And now, Mr. Templar, if I might ask a question?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Certainly.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Why this sudden urgency? This three o' clock in the morning business?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

An old man was tortured to death. Then a fellow named o', Brien, who came calling on the old man, was shot to death. Before he was killed, O' Brien told me he was tracking down $400,000 that had been stolen. I see you are in some checking back over how many people have ever had that amount stolen from?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Led you to me?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes.

[Mr. Ritchie]

I wonder what I've led you to Mr. Templar.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I wonder. Mr. Ritchie. I wonder.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Yes, what is it, Mrs. Qualy? What do you want?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Several things, Mrs. Qualey.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Like what?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

A murderer.

[Mrs. Qualy]

You've got the wrong apartment, mister.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

An old automobile.

[Mrs. Qualy]

No sale. Anything else?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Maybe you'll buy this, Mrs. Qualing. Collins was murdered a little while ago.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Collins?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Mm.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Oh, the old man. Why?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Someone wanted his car. Someone who evidently couldn't wait any longer for the newer models.

[Mrs. Qualy]

So?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

So I saw Colin's car in your garage, Mrs. Qualy.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Maybe you better come in after all, mister. Come in. Careful.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Careful enough.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Keep those hands high. I don't like you, mister. You're knitting together a frame and you're trying to put my picture into it. Collins sold me that car.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

When?

[Mrs. Qualy]

Tonight. I could have bought a Cadillac for cheaper, mister, But I wasn't in any position to haggle.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes, I know.

[Mrs. Qualy]

What do you know? That's what I want to find out.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I know that Collins car is a car is worth about $20. But it's something else. It's worth in the neighborhood of $400,000. And you know, that's an awfully nice neighborhood.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Nice and exclusive. Chislers aren't invited to move in.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I've been gathering that impression all evening. Well, what have we here?

[Mrs. Qualy]

You name it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

An acetylene torch, welder's mask, a few chisels, a hammer, steel wire. Either you've gone to work for Henry Kaiser or the hand that customarily rocks the cradle is going in for rocking a safe.

[Mrs. Qualy]

I had to go into a hardware store to make a phone call, and I just couldn't leave without buying a few things.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

How fortunate you didn't make your call in an establishment that sells steamrollers. I see you have a set of license plates. You see too much from Collins jalopy.

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[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

So that's how Queli smuggled out his message.

[Mrs. Qualy]

You're getting awfully close to a bullet in your head, mister. Give me those plates. Shh.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

There's someone at the door.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Stay where you are. I'll see you.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

It is better not take the license plates with you?

[Mrs. Qualy]

Yes.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

This is quaily.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Hello, Mrs. The devil. The Devil. He. He got the planes.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes, yes, he got them.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Don't let him. Oh, catch him there.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Where? Where?

[Mrs. Qualy]

Where Johnny worked shaft top before.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Mrs. Quaily Collins O'. Brien. And now. Now I have three reasons for wanting to meet a certain party. Taxi. Hey. Hey. Taxi. Taxi.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

They.

[Mac]

They don't stop sometimes when it's so early in the morning, Saint. Because they're on the way back to the garage.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Well, what brings you out so early, Mac? Looking for a drunk to row?

[Mac]

Just looking for you, Saint. Just looking for you. See here what I got in my hand?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Ah, there goes that coy streak in you again, Mac. All right, so it's a gun. Well, what does he want me to do? Come go turned handsprings quote Shelley play the bassoon. You have to speak for it, Mac.

[Mac]

Very funny.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Look out.

[Mac]

It shouldn't speak for itself, Saint. I and the gun warn you should get in that there cuff.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You have a most persuasive way of offering a fellow a lift, Mac.

[Mac]

Yeah, yeah, lift. Right now it's a lift. Later on, it may grow into a ride.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Come on. Where are we going, Mac?

[Mac]

Back to our little gray home in the rear of the pool room, Saint. Fancy Dan Turner wants he should thank you for showing him a new trick.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, it really isn't necessary.

[Mac]

He feels like it is, Saint. He feels like it is. He's got a couple of tricks he wants to show you.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Sounds like fun.

[Mac]

Oh, on in the cart. Son is waiting. He's got very little patience.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Nice to have you back with this, Saint. I missed you.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

From the looks of that bandage on your skull, Turner, I'll bet you wished I'd missed you.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Not now, I don't, Saint. It's a nice feeling having you here, knowing that I owe you something. I Pay my debt, Saint. I pay off.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes, I know. O' Brien was paid off. So was Mrs. Qualy. Paid off with lead checks.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

They're dead.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, now, save that innocent expression for the jewelry turn. You'll need everything you've got.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Well, when were they killed, Saint?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Okay, I'll stooge for you. They were killed an hour or two after I so abruptly left you before.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Oh, well, I'll have to find another pigeon, Saint. My alibi's fat.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

How fat, Turner?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

City Hospital having. Remember the Saint embroidered where a cue stick hit me. And Smitty and Mac were there, too, to see me through it. Hospitals have records, Saint. We're clean.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

We're clean. Then you've got a competitor you don't know about, Turner?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Yeah, looks that way. For a job that was supposed to be as simple as this one, I got too many competitors. Wonder how come.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Who fingered the job for you, Turner? Who told you? Qualey got word out to his wife about where the money was.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

I got nothing for you, Saint.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

It was Smitty, wasn't it? Smitty just finished a stretch up the creek. My guess is he ran into Quale. Maybe shared a cell with him.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

No, it was in the jail hospital. They met. Smitty worked there. Quale was dying off his nut. Smitty made him talk.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yeah, and Smitty, not being mentally suited for solo work. Spilled the pitch to you, Turner, for a price of. For money on the line.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Yeah. 10 GS to buy in on a 400,000 job. But what are you driving at? What are you picking Smitty's bones for?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I was just wondering, Turner, how much o' Brien paid Smitty for his slice of this exclusive information. And how much your other competitors shelled out the one who happily goes around killing people.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

What do you mean?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

If you ask me, Turner, your pal Smitty is the sort of rat that even rats on rats. He sold Quaily's secret three times. That we know of.

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Thanks for handicapping it for me, Saint.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

If you're really grateful, Turner, you can return the favor by telling me. What time is it?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

It's 5:15 in the morning, Saint, but you ain't going nowhere.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I have a date to keep before six, Turner. With your competitor?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Yeah, Saint, that's what you think.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Maybe not. Turner, what do you say we play a little pool while we're waiting for the boys?

[Narrator/Supporting Voice]

Get away from that pool table. I ain't playing any games with you, Saint.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Maybe pool was the wrong game. How about a game of pitch and catch?

[Mac]

What?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yeah, I pitch like this and you catch it like that. Hate to leave you all by yourself there in the side pocket. But like I said, I have a date to keep. Well, Mr. Ritchie, get enough sleep despite my interruption?

[Mr. Ritchie]

I wasn't really asleep when you called on me, Mr. Templar.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I know, Mr. Richie. Your hair was a little too carefully combed for a man who's been suddenly awakened and told he's having a fire.

[Mr. Ritchie]

You're very clever, Mr. Templer.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

But not clever enough to catch you before you committed three murders. So you're Smitty's silent partner, huh? See what low company's gotten you into, Richie?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Yes, I see $400,000 buried in the siding of this elevator shaft. And with the help of this acetylene torch, it'll be all mine. A very ingenious fellow, Quaily. And to think the money never left this building.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

The place where Johnny worked. Yes, he was ingenious. It was very smart of him to use his prison job making automobile license plates as a means of smuggling out the information to his wife. How did he do it, Richie?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Very simple, Templar. There's an extra piece of thin metal in this particular plate, forming a sort of pocket. And inside the pocket, a note on cigarette paper telling poor Mrs. Qualy how to get the money. Of course, once he managed to tell her the number of the license plate, well, the rest was easy, wasn't it?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Yes. All poor Mrs. Quailey had to do was ask the Motor Vehicle Bureau to whom the plate was assigned. Mr. Collins, in this instance.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Poor old fellow. Mr. Templer, would you mind joining me here in the shaft, please? Yes, right on top of the elevator. I'd like to keep an eye on you while I finish burning out this metal partition. You see, I've only until 6 o', clock when this elevator is switched on downstairs.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, well, I. Come.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Come in the shaft, please. Well, really, I. I have a gun, Mr. Templar.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Oh, well, that makes it official, then.

[Mr. Ritchie]

There we are. Careful, Mr. Templar. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. Anything accidental, that is.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You know, it's funny. I've known you such a short time, and I have exactly the same sentiments towards you. I've never been astride the top of an elevator before, Richie. And we're right near the top of the shaft.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Yes. I don't mean to worry you, Templar, but when this elevator power turns on in a few minutes, it will rise.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

To the top before it descends. How's your treasure hunt coming, Richie?

[Mr. Ritchie]

Almost finished. One last strip of metal to cut away and the partition will come off. Then we'll Decide your fate, Mr. Templar. You're our future. Here goes. A last blow. It's there. It's there. I see it. $400,000 in currency, Templar.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Think of it.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Think of it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You think of it, Richie. And also think of how much blood was spilled on it.

[Mr. Ritchie]

Preaching, Templar.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

You.

[Mr. Ritchie]

I never thought. What's that?

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

The elevator, Richie. Maybe it came to work a little early today.

[Mr. Ritchie]

My money.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

My money. Come on, Richie. Come on, get off.

[Mr. Ritchie]

No, no.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

There's still some money left here.

[Mr. Ritchie]

I want it.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

I want it all.

[Mrs. Qualy]

All.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

Come on, we've got to get off. Jump, Richie, jump.

[O'Brien]

No, no.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

My money. I must save the money. Richie, you fool. All right, I got it. I. Yes, Richie, you saved your money. And you saved the state some money, too. I'm sure you didn't plan on saving the cost of your.

[Vincent Price]

You have been listening to another adventure of the Saint. The Robin Hood of modern crime. Now here is our star, Vincent Price.

[Simon Templar (The Saint)]

These immortal words of Ovid, translated from the Latin, express quite well indeed the justice of our Mr. Ritchie's fate. Nor is there any juster law than that the contrivers of death should perish by their own contrivances. This is Vincent Price inviting you to join us again next week at this same time for another exciting adventure of the Saint. Good night.

[Vincent Price]

Tonight's script of the Saint was written by Michael Cramway. Our cast included Laureen Tuttle, Barney Phillips, Tony Barrett, Fred Howard and Dan o'. Herlihy. The music was composed and conducted by Harry Zimmerman. The Saint is a James L. Sapier production and was transcribed and directed by Thomas A. McAvidie. All you saint fans will be glad to know that the Saint comic books are on sale at all newsstands. Your announcer, Merrill Ross. This is the Mutual Broadcasting System.

[Mrs. Qualy]

Sam.