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Johnny Dollar
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Betty Lewis
Betty Lewis.
Johnny Dollar
Ah. Oh. Hi honey.
Betty Lewis
Marry me?
Johnny Dollar
Well, what's that?
Betty Lewis
I said will you marry me?
Johnny Dollar
Oh, just round up a preacher and I'll meet you at the church.
Betty Lewis
Serious, Johnny? Oh, I wish you were, you rascal.
Johnny Dollar
Well, with you Betty, I sometimes wish I could. No, no, no, wait a minute. Catch me. Still half asleep.
Betty Lewis
This way. Betty.
Johnny Dollar
What did I say? You do it up at the crack of dawn.
Betty Lewis
What are you talking about? It's almost 8 o'.
Johnny Dollar
Clock. Exactly what I said, the crack of.
Betty Lewis
D. You just spoiled Johnny and well, I don't know whether to forgive you this time or not.
Johnny Dollar
Oh. Oh, now what have I done?
Betty Lewis
My housewarming party.
Johnny Dollar
Oh no.
Betty Lewis
Oh yes. It took me three months of hard work to get my new little house fixed up out here. No visitors, no fun, no nothing. And then when I do invite you and you accept.
Johnny Dollar
Betty, honest. Listen, that says this is crazy business of mine.
Betty Lewis
Better be good, Johnny.
Johnny Dollar
Well, I was out in Eugene, Oregon and there was no way.
Betty Lewis
Eugene? Orange?
Johnny Dollar
Yeah, one of those last minute things. Insurance investigation. There was no way I could get out of it.
Betty Lewis
Honest? Honest.
Johnny Dollar
I only got back late last night, but I'll make it up to you, I swear I will. Now let's see, there's what. Betty? Hello, Betty.
Betty Lewis
What's the matter, Johnny?
Johnny Dollar
You're asking me? Those gunshots.
Betty Lewis
And if I suddenly groaned and dropped the telephone, would you come running out here?
Johnny Dollar
Are you kidding us? What?
Betty Lewis
Only I cannot tell a lie. That was just some hot rod kid with a cut down convertible.
Johnny Dollar
Oh, backfire, huh?
Betty Lewis
Yes, every morning at exactly 8:00'.
Ringer
Clock.
Betty Lewis
You can set your watch by it.
Johnny Dollar
Are you sure that's all it was?
Betty Lewis
Well, if you don't believe it, why, why don't you come over here and see for yourself? Tomorrow maybe.
Johnny Dollar
At 8 o' clock in the morning?
Betty Lewis
Sure. And honey, I'll cook you the greatest breakfast you ever had.
Johnny Dollar
Yeah, but maybe even convince you that.
Betty Lewis
Married life is such a bad idea after all.
Johnny Dollar
On the strength of a planter of ham and eggs.
Betty Lewis
Tomorrow, Johnny.
Johnny Dollar
Hey look, why don't we go somewhere tonight? I'll take you out to dinner.
Betty Lewis
And if you're really sorry about missing the party, if you really do want to see me.
Johnny Dollar
Well, sure I do.
Betty Lewis
All right then. Tomorrow morning for breakfast.
Johnny Dollar
Goody bye, honey. So why. CBS radio brings you Bob Bailey in the exciting adventures of the man with the action packed expense account, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Expense account submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar to the Universal adjustment bureau, Hartford, Connecticut. Attention, Mr. Pat McCracken. Following is an account of expenses incurred during my investigation of the backfire that backfired matter. I know, Patch, you haven't assigned me to a case. I also know I hadn't the least idea that having breakfast with my best gal was to be only the beginning of an insurance investigation. That before it was over, I'd be lucky to get out of the whole mess alive. But believe me, that's the way it worked out. So if there's any question about your company paying this expense account, well, just read on. Okay then. Expense account item one. The following morning. That is four dollars and a quarter for a tank full of gas for my car. By the unearthly hour of 7:40am I was on my way to far out beyond the edge of Town to 11325 E. Mapl Dr. And the newly acquired domicile of my date for breakfast, Betty Lewis. Now, I'm not used to this early morning stuff and was kind of surprised to find so much of the world wide awake. It was warm and pleasant, too early for the scorching summer sun. Front lawns of the rather nice homes in this section glistened with dew. The fields and trees were filled with millions of birds all singing their heads off with squirrels chattering away. Yep, real pleasant. Something I'd have to try again sometime. Betty's place, which I hadn't seen before, turned out to be a very cute one story affair, coral roof and shutters to match. It was set comfortably in between a couple of somewhat larger homes. As for Betty, who stood there at the front door waiting for me, well, I don't know how she does it, but that ever Lovin doll, even at this hour, looked as smart and attractive as any man could want.
Betty Lewis
I just can't believe it. And it's still a full six minutes before 8:00'.
Johnny Dollar
Clock.
Betty Lewis
Oh, hi, honey. What?
Johnny Dollar
Yeah. So early in the morning.
Betty Lewis
My.
Johnny Dollar
I do not come here.
Ringer
Yeah.
Betty Lewis
Johnny. Gee, what this morning air does for you. Come in. Huh?
Johnny Dollar
Said the spider to the fly.
Betty Lewis
Oh, sure. I make no bones about it.
Johnny Dollar
Your neighbor is used to seeing this sort of thing.
Betty Lewis
Oh, sure. I've been having strange men in for breakfast every day. You know, just so the neighbors wouldn't be shocked when I finally dragged you into my trap. How do you like it, Johnny?
Johnny Dollar
Oh, yeah. Hey, looks real nice of course, if.
Betty Lewis
I had some nice guy to share it with, if you had any sense, you'd marry me, you know.
Johnny Dollar
Yeah. And if I had any sense I'd get out of this crazy business of mine. Then maybe I could settle down to something like a normal life. Nine to five in some air conditioned office, nice home to come home to, maybe raise a family.
Betty Lewis
Johnny, you know darn well you'd never be happy with that kind of a routine humdrum existence. Oh, no, you know it as well as I do. And I guess a gal could get pretty miserable wondering where you are, if you're getting slugged or shot at, maybe dead somewhere. But we do have fun together.
Johnny Dollar
And I'm all for it.
Betty Lewis
That is, when you're not standing me up for some glamorous redhead on an excuse.
Johnny Dollar
You're working an insurance company, Betty, so help me on a stack of Bibles.
Betty Lewis
Oh, sure, but. Come on, come on. Your eggs will overcooked. Now you sit right there when you can look out the window and drink your juice.
Johnny Dollar
Yes, ma'. Am.
Betty Lewis
You really like my country steak?
Johnny Dollar
Yeah. Hey, who lives in that big house across the road?
Betty Lewis
Old Mr. Barton J. Robinson, used to be an attorney.
Johnny Dollar
Robinson? Sure, he's the one who prosecuted that big insurance fraud a few years ago for one of the companies I served.
Betty Lewis
See him there eating his breakfast.
Johnny Dollar
Ah, bachelor, isn't he?
Betty Lewis
Yes. He lives all alone.
Johnny Dollar
Hmm. I think I'd better warn him to stay away from you, that you're my property.
Betty Lewis
He's the most punctual man I've ever seen. If he isn't there when I'm eating my breakfast. I know I've overslept. Here now. And if you want some toast.
Johnny Dollar
John. Hey, Bernie, I've been thinking.
Betty Lewis
Yes?
Johnny Dollar
Well, maybe it's just my crazy criminal mind thinking about what?
Betty Lewis
Tonight?
Johnny Dollar
Yeah, about that. Holy smoke.
Betty Lewis
I've got so used to it.
Johnny Dollar
Morning.
Betty Lewis
Afternoon.
Johnny Dollar
Good morning. Two of them?
Betty Lewis
No. Crazy kids.
Johnny Dollar
You know who they are?
Betty Lewis
Oh, somebody had the police come out here a couple of mornings, but of course they didn't show up then. And I guess everybody else has just got used to them the way I have. Now, let's eat.
Johnny Dollar
Funny though. What a crazy backfire. Once they get past here, they stop it.
Betty Lewis
Well, don't worry about it.
Johnny Dollar
But I should have. I should have worried plenty about it. Perhaps if I'd been a mystery writer instead of insurance investigator who's used to solving mysteries after they've happened, well, I would have had sense enough to act right then immediately. Or maybe. Yeah, maybe there Was still time. And you have no idea who those two are, the ones who go barreling by in that hot rod every morning?
Betty Lewis
Nobody could seem to find out.
Johnny Dollar
Johnny and his I. Yeah, everybody's got used to the noise of that backfiring. But listen, Betty, I'll teach you breakfast. Honey, you call them kids, but they aren't.
Betty Lewis
Honey, please, I thought we were just going to have breakfast and talk and sort of make up for lost time.
Johnny Dollar
Yeah, I'm sorry about that, but now.
Betty Lewis
Look, honestly, do you have to dream up a lot of mystery and intrigue about even the most normal things that happen?
Johnny Dollar
They cut the backfiring just as soon as they got around that curve. 3 CFU 160s.
Betty Lewis
What?
Johnny Dollar
The license on that car.
Betty Lewis
Oh, Johnny.
Johnny Dollar
Hey, listen, honey, let me use your phone. Didn't I see one right here in the living room? Oh, yeah, but why?
Betty Lewis
And, Johnny, your breath would still get cold.
Johnny Dollar
Be right back. My phone call was to Jerry Wilson, who worked in the Department of Motor Vehicles. It took him a few minutes to dig into the files for me, but when he came back to the phone, his answer was short and to the point. Sorry, Johnny, but you must have made a mistake. You're sure about that? Absolutely. But what happened? Why do you want to know? I'm just curious, that's all. Oh, now, Johnny, I know you better than that fact, Jerry. And thanks. Thanks a lot. Now, Johnny. Oh, sorry, buddy.
Betty Lewis
Oh, I guess you're right, Johnny, about driving wife crazy.
Johnny Dollar
I mean, I was right about that car.
Betty Lewis
What?
Johnny Dollar
That license on it is a phony. There ain't no such number here in Connecticut.
Betty Lewis
All right, so a couple of kids didn't have enough money to buy a license.
Johnny Dollar
I tell you, they aren't kids. Now that I've had a chance to think about it, I'd swear there was something familiar about the looks of the one beside the driver.
Betty Lewis
Oh, sure, some nasty criminal you've tangled with. And. Oh, Johnny, listen, this isn't why I asked you out here to cook up some deep mystery.
Johnny Dollar
Hey, Betty, this lawyer, this Barton Robinson who lives in the big house across the road.
Betty Lewis
I don't care about him, Johnny. I care about you.
Johnny Dollar
You say that every morning at the same time he's there beside that wind eating his breakfast the same time that car comes roaring by.
Betty Lewis
Yes, when he's here, that is. He was away for five or six weeks until when? He must have come back last night. This morning's the first time in five.
Johnny Dollar
And when did this. Well, those hot rotters start coming around.
Betty Lewis
Oh, well, I guess it was about a week after Mr. Robinson went away.
Johnny Dollar
Casing the joiner.
Betty Lewis
What, Johnny? For help.
Johnny Dollar
Betty, listen to me. You probably won't forgive me for this.
Betty Lewis
Johnny, now listen.
Johnny Dollar
Sometimes when I'm working on a case. Well, sometimes when I run out of leads, well, all. All I have to work on is a hunch.
Betty Lewis
Three months I've been.
Johnny Dollar
Strangely enough, the hunches usually pay off.
Betty Lewis
I wasn't going to tell you until.
Johnny Dollar
So maybe my hunch is right this time.
Betty Lewis
But I called the office and told.
Johnny Dollar
Them I wouldn't because I. I got a real big fat one about that car.
Betty Lewis
Go somewhere? Drive out in the country.
Johnny Dollar
I'm sorry, honey. I really am sorry.
Betty Lewis
I said, kind of make up for lost.
Johnny Dollar
I got to get on this thing, and right now.
Betty Lewis
Oh, Johnny, how can you do this?
Johnny Dollar
Look, I'll pick you up tonight. We'll have dinner. Taking a show, make a night of it. Anything you want. I. Oh, I know that walking out on you this way's a dirty trick. And if you want to, you can just tell me to. Please, honey, tonight, for sure.
Betty Lewis
Oh, sure, Johnny. You know what a pushover I am.
Johnny Dollar
Thanks, hon. See you later. I set out to find that car. Who owned it and why. The big backfire racket in that particular spot, day after day. There was a purpose there, I was sure of it. Not just a couple of kids out on a tear. Besides, they weren't kids. I'd seen that for myself. Because of the way the car had taken the curve down the road. It left a very clear set of tire marks. So I started a careful inspection of driveways. Even asked the people who lived along there what they knew about that car. And it took me most of the day. Expense account item two, by the way, is a buck and a quarter for a late afternoon lunch at a roadside tavern. It was there I finally got some information. You want another bottle of beer, huh, Charlie? Okay. Now, as I was saying, mister, I think I know the very car you mean. Yeah, about a 1941, tied down with straight pipes. Must have been a convertible before they throwed the top away. Makes a lot of noise, you know who owns it? Where I can find it? Well, I think I seen it take the cut off one morning. Cut off? Yeah, when I was on my way to work here. What cut off? About a mile up the road to cut off, over to Barely Swamp. Good. Thanks a lot. Here's for the food. Well, you interested in buying that old crate? Something like that. The cutoff to Bylly Swamp. Wasn't Much more than a pair of wagon tracks through the woods. But the tire marks I was looking for stuck out like a sore thumb. And they finally led off to an old shack half hidden by a heavy thicket. Behind it, sure enough, was the car I'd been looking for. The windows of the shack were boarded up. No sign of life of it. Slowly and carefully, I circled the place. Then I walked over to the door, turned the knob, opened it and. You know something? I've been awfully wrong about there being nobody around. Okay, mister.
Ringer
Oh, no.
Betty Lewis
You kill him. Kill him.
Johnny Dollar
You asked for it.
Betty Lewis
Clip him.
Johnny Dollar
Ring it.
Betty Lewis
Clip him? Yeah.
Johnny Dollar
Oh.
Ringer
All right, all right. Get some water. Guilty. Bring him to. We'll find out what he's doing around here.
Betty Lewis
Let me go through his pockets.
Johnny Dollar
Ringer, see who he is.
Ringer
Yeah, go ahead.
Johnny Dollar
The one call Ringer was too big for me. So rather than take any more of it for the moment, I lay there and let them go through my pockets. And of course, they took my gun. When the little one, gill started pouring water not only on but into me, well, I had to come to a chokerdeck more.
Ringer
Give him the whole bucket.
Johnny Dollar
Sure.
Ringer
Johnny Dollar on the insurance stick. No, no, don't try getting up on your feet.
Johnny Dollar
You think I could if I wanted to?
Betty Lewis
Yeah, you really clipped him ringing.
Johnny Dollar
Shut up.
Ringer
See, the coppers have been after me since I got out of their clink, huh? But they couldn't find me, so they had to send you out. Is that it? $?
Johnny Dollar
What do you think?
Ringer
I think you're gonna be awful sorry. An awful bid. Do you think you or anybody else could keep me from knocking off that fancy mouthpiece after sending me up the way he did? Well, nobody's smart enough.
Betty Lewis
You're gonna knock him off, Ringer, huh?
Ringer
You gonna kill him after we get that lawyer?
Betty Lewis
Well, why not?
Ringer
If anything goes wrong, I might need dollar for a hostage.
Johnny Dollar
Oh, sure.
Betty Lewis
Only what's a hostage?
Ringer
Only nothing is gonna go wrong. I'm too smart for that.
Johnny Dollar
Yeah, I guess you are at that, Ringer, that business of driving by his house every day. The backfire.
Ringer
That's right. So nobody worries about it no more.
Johnny Dollar
And the backfire will cover the shots when you murder Lawyer Roberts.
Ringer
That's right. Nobody will even notice. And all it takes is one good shot through his window. Just a little hole in that window. Nobody will notice unless they go up and look at it.
Johnny Dollar
An elaborate scheme like that just to show how smart you are.
Ringer
No, because knowing I'm on the loose again, he has that house locked up. Like a bank vault. Not even Gill and me could get in without setting off an alarm. And he keeps the blinds down at night. Can't even see him in there.
Johnny Dollar
But every morning at the same time.
Betty Lewis
He'S there at the window. So now that he's home, we got him. Tomorrow.
Ringer
Shut up, Jill. Soak up some of that raw hide so we can tie him up and get out of here.
Betty Lewis
Yeah, sure.
Ringer
RINGING I want to get some food and some sleep. Then, $, we'll be back to see you in the morning. And after we do, you won't see anything anywhere anymore.
Johnny Dollar
Wet rawhide that shrinks when it dries. Cuts into ankles and wrists like a steel pan. By the time they finally left in their hot rod the pain was excruciating. Sure, I could roll around a bit, maybe even out the door. What good was that? There was nobody. Nobody ever came around this neck of the woods. So I lay there, straining against the bonds hoping they wouldn't cut the circulation completely as the rawhide slowly, inexorably.
Ringer
Wait.
Johnny Dollar
It was raining. Raining hard. I rolled myself painfully out the door into a puddle in front of. Seemed like hours. It was hours. It was long after daylight before the rawhide finally stretched enough for me to get a hand free and take off the rest of the thongs that bound me. I looked at my watch. 8:15. Which meant they'd done their job. And yeah, now they come back here. Then I heard it. The hot rod coming down the soggy wagon road. Quickly. I ducked back into the shack, waited behind the door.
Ringer
So he wasn't there. We had the storm to cover us too.
Betty Lewis
I don't get it.
Ringer
Right now, no, he wasn't there. That window means somebody warned him. Means that Johnny Dollar warned him. That means we're taking care of Dollar right now.
Betty Lewis
No way. Listen.
Ringer
What?
Johnny Dollar
That car coming down the road.
Ringer
Yeah, Yeah, I see it. It's a girl that lives across the street from that mouthpiece.
Betty Lewis
What's she doing out here?
Ringer
I don't know. If she pulls in here, we start shooting first and find out afterwards.
Betty Lewis
There she is. Here she comes. Look out.
Johnny Dollar
Shoot. Let her have it.
Betty Lewis
Yeah.
Johnny Dollar
Oh, no, you don't, Baby Dollar, I'll kill you. I'll blast you.
Betty Lewis
Hold on.
Johnny Dollar
Stop. Ready?
Betty Lewis
Johnny. Johnny. If I hadn't run into him, he would have killed.
Johnny Dollar
That's okay, honey. You did the right thing.
Betty Lewis
Johnny, when you didn't come last night and this morning when the man at the roadhouse told me where he'd sent you to find that hot rod. So I told Mr. Robinson to stay away from his window. And I came as fast as he. Are you all right, honey?
Johnny Dollar
Are you all right? Yeah, sure. A little wet and tired.
Betty Lewis
Johnny, I was so worried. I was so worried about you.
Johnny Dollar
I'm sure glad you were. Thanks, honey.
Betty Lewis
Oh, do that again. That's the sweetest kiss.
Ringer
Run over me. Try to kill.
Johnny Dollar
Shut up, Ringer.
Ringer
You think I'm gonna.
Betty Lewis
Yes.
Johnny Dollar
Can't you see I'm busy?
Betty Lewis
Yes. More. Johnny.
Johnny Dollar
It was Betty Lewis who really saved the life of that insurance attorney. So most of this expense account covers some well earned entertainment. Plus a little gift for her. No, not an engagement ring, but a big jug of my sin. But I must admit, she certainly makes me think about the merits of. Yeah. Expense account total, 450 bucks even. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Now here is our star to tell you about next week's story. Next week? Well, next week, the funniest combination of names I ever saw. And bro, what trouble they cause. Join us, won't you? Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar, starring Bob Bailey, originates in Hollywood and is written, produced and directed by Jack Johnstone. Heard in our cast were Virginia Gregg, Horace Lewis, Barney Phillips and Tom Holland. This is Jim Matthew.
Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar: "The Backfire That Backfired Matter"
Choice Classic Radio Detectives | Old Time Radio
Original Airdate: September 6, 1959
Podcast Release Date: January 5, 2026
Duration: ~20 minutes
In this classic detective drama, freelance insurance investigator Johnny Dollar finds himself unwittingly caught up in a dangerous plot during what should have been a simple breakfast date. "The Backfire That Backfired Matter" unfolds with Johnny visiting his friend Betty Lewis at her new home, only for a suspicious daily car backfire to lead him into a murderous scheme. The episode features banter, intrigue, and action, all set in the golden age radio style, showcasing clever plotting and character-driven suspense.
Starts at [00:24]
Key moment: [01:42–02:07], [03:57–04:44]
While talking, they hear what sounds like gunshots, but it’s just a hot rod "backfiring" at precisely 8:00 am each morning.
Johnny is suspicious; Betty and the neighborhood have written it off as a harmless annoyance.
Key moment: [05:16–09:13]
Johnny narrates arriving at Betty’s charming new home.
They discuss the neighborhood, with focus on Barton J. Robinson, a punctual, reclusive attorney across the street, known for prosecuting an infamous insurance fraud.
The disruptive hot rod passes by again with its signature backfire.
Key moment: [09:04–10:05]
Key moment: [10:23–11:19]
Key moment: [11:43–13:43]
Key moment: [14:44–16:11]
Key moment: [16:31–18:42]
Johnny, tied with wet rawhide, suffers but escapes after hours in the rain as the leather loosens.
Ringer and Gill return, but Betty arrives just in time, having pieced together Johnny's whereabouts and warned Robinson.
Shots are fired as Betty’s intervention saves Johnny and foils the criminals.
Key moment: [18:48–19:21]
Betty is relieved; Johnny is grateful, ending with a romantic note and gratitude for Betty’s bravery.
Johnny notes in his expense report he owes most credit to Betty’s actions.
The episode blends lighthearted romantic banter (“If you had any sense, you’d marry me, you know.”) with mounting suspense, classic detective tension, and atmospheric 1950s radio drama style. Johnny’s tone is wry, resourceful, and resilient; Betty is playful yet concerned and ultimately heroic.
This episode stands out for its cleverly layered plot—the mundane annoyance of a car’s daily backfire turns out to be a cover for a murder plot, ultimately unraveled by Johnny Dollar’s instincts and Betty Lewis’s timely intervention.
Perfect for fans of hard-boiled detective stories, ensemble dialogue, and unexpected twists, "The Backfire That Backfired Matter" showcases why “Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar” remains a golden-age radio favorite.