
Bright Star 53-02-26 (19) The Haunted House
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Narrator
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Susan Armstrong
Hey, what's up?
Narrator
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Susan Armstrong
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Narrator
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Susan Armstrong
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Narrator
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Susan Armstrong
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George Harvey
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Narrator
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Susan Armstrong
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Narrator
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Announcer
The Irene Dunn Fred McMurray Show. Starring Irene Dunn as Susan and Fred McMurray as George. Together in a gay, new exciting comedy adventure. Bright Star. The Irene Dunn Fred McMurray Show. With Irene Dunn as Susan Armstrong, owner and editor of the Hillsdale Morning star, and Fred McMurray as George Harvey, her ace reporter. Things, as usual, are happening in the offices of the Morning Star. And as usual, they're happening to Susan and George.
Susan Armstrong
Here he is.
Sammy
Miss Armstrong.
Susan Armstrong
Well, Mr. Harvey, I suppose you have a good reason for not answering the phone in your office.
George Harvey
Best reason in the world. I wasn't in my office.
Susan Armstrong
That wasn't funny, Sammy. Yes, ma'.
Sergeant Barry
Am.
George Harvey
Personally, I thought it had a delightful touch of the pixie about it. But we could be wrong, eh, Sammy?
Susan Armstrong
Yes, sir? Would I be overstepping my authority if I inquired where you were?
George Harvey
Perfectly within your eyes, boss. I was down in the basement playing a little gin with the printers.
Susan Armstrong
Last week it was poker with the circulation department, Today it's gin with the printers. Probably working yourself up to matching pennies with the newsboys.
George Harvey
That wasn't funny, Sammy.
Susan Armstrong
Yes, sir. Sammy will decide those things for himself.
George Harvey
Yes, boss.
Susan Armstrong
It's just that you haven't turned up a first class story in a long while.
George Harvey
Well, it's this town, not me. Nothing happens.
Susan Armstrong
Have you been to the police department lately?
George Harvey
No.
Susan Armstrong
Well, you know, it's just possible you might get a story there.
George Harvey
Well, frankly, boss, I can't afford the police department.
Susan Armstrong
What do you mean?
George Harvey
They play sharper gin than the printers downstairs. If you'd care to giggle. Sammy. She said you were on your own. Thank you, Sammy.
Susan Armstrong
George, I'll expect you back here in an hour.
George Harvey
From where?
Susan Armstrong
The police department. And try to bring back a story.
George Harvey
I promise. I can see the headline now. Underpaid reporter cleaned by the city's finest. Or cops. Cop coppers from Cub.
Sergeant Barry
Excuse me, Harvey. Sergeant Barry. Yeah, yeah, okay. Take one of the squad cars.
George Harvey
Have a look. Anything hot, Sergeant?
Sergeant Barry
Ah, some kids shooting tin cans with BB guns?
George Harvey
What? What's wrong with that?
Sergeant Barry
Yeah, that cans happen to be on the shelves of the Acme Grocery Company.
George Harvey
Well, that might make a story. And yet it might not. Hey, Sarge. I heard a little rumor the other day. Just wondering about it.
Announcer
Yeah?
George Harvey
So? A couple of big time gamblers in town.
Sergeant Barry
You can hear anything.
George Harvey
Joe and Dave Roberti and some of the boys. They're staying at the Grandview Motel. Well, I just thought you might want to do something about it.
Sergeant Barry
Like what?
George Harvey
How should I know?
Joe Roberti
You're the law.
Sergeant Barry
Until they kill somebody, I can't even get them for income tax evasion.
George Harvey
They've been here for five days.
Sergeant Barry
I can count.
George Harvey
What do they want?
Sergeant Barry
How would I know?
George Harvey
Why don't you ask them?
Sergeant Barry
I did.
George Harvey
Yeah? What did they say?
Sergeant Barry
They didn't seem to want to tell me.
George Harvey
Unfriendly, huh?
Sergeant Barry
Very well.
George Harvey
Sooner or later the Morning Star will find out why they're here.
Sergeant Barry
If you do, you tell me.
George Harvey
If I do, you'll read it in the paper. By the way, Sergeant, you do read, don't you?
Sergeant Barry
Everything, including the riot act. And if you're not out of here.
George Harvey
Don't get excited, Sergeant. I was just on my way.
Susan Armstrong
George, take your feet off my desk.
George Harvey
Sorry.
Susan Armstrong
Tell me, what do you think?
George Harvey
What do I think? I think you're beautiful.
Susan Armstrong
That is what I meant.
George Harvey
Well, it's what I meant. Okay. You were talking about the old Collins place. I'm not sure I remember it.
Susan Armstrong
Well, it's that big, dark, dilapidated old house down on the riverfront. Hasn't been lived in for 30 or 40 years. It was once considered the show place of the town, but now it's a wreck. You know that place at the end of Dock Street?
George Harvey
Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember. Broken windows, roof bare of shingles, paint washed away. Front porch caved in.
Susan Armstrong
Yes, that's a place.
George Harvey
Well, what do you want me to do, paint it?
Susan Armstrong
No, I just want you to spend the night in it.
George Harvey
Spend the why?
Susan Armstrong
Because you don't think it's haunted, do you? George, I'm simply looking for a story. Now, don't you think it's a civic duty of the Morning Star to investigate?
George Harvey
Investigate something you just dreamed up? Well, in a sense, no doubt.
Susan Armstrong
What's the matter? You afraid?
George Harvey
Am I afraid to spend the night in the old Collins house? That's a fair question, George.
Susan Armstrong
I'm half inclined to do it with.
George Harvey
You if you have a free evening. Can't we think of something better to do than that?
Susan Armstrong
We could take flashlights and sandwiches and Bottles and guns.
George Harvey
Oh, guns, sure. Wait a minute, Susan. You don't mean we're actually going to do this idiotic thing?
Susan Armstrong
Of course, I could cover the story myself.
George Harvey
Okay. Am I a man or am I a hired hand?
Susan Armstrong
Good. I'm glad you look at it so sensibly.
George Harvey
Yeah. How about dinner? On you?
Susan Armstrong
Okay. Here goes another half buck. Come on, ghost hunter.
George Harvey
Susan Doll.
Susan Armstrong
Ms. Armstrong.
George Harvey
Ms. Armstrong. Doll, I've got to make a phone call. Would you excuse me? Keep my dinner warm for me, all right.
Joe Roberti
Police.
George Harvey
Sergeant Barry, please. Sergeant Barry, this is George Harvey. Say, Serge, this call is maybe for nothing, but I just got a hunch. Is there anything you can tell me about that old Collins place down on the riverfront?
Joe Roberti
Yeah.
Sergeant Barry
All I know is the last few weeks it's been a pain in the neck.
George Harvey
Why?
Sergeant Barry
Anonymous phone calls. 8, 10, 12 maybe. Investigate. Screams, gunshots, light, suspicious characters. Somebody with a sense of humor.
George Harvey
I guess my hunch was right.
Sergeant Barry
And every time we went through the place from top to bottom.
George Harvey
What did you find?
Sergeant Barry
Nothing. Exactly. Nothing.
George Harvey
Not even a ghost?
Sergeant Barry
Not even a ghost of a ghost. It'll be a long time before we answer another call about that place. That what you want him to know?
George Harvey
Not especially, Sergeant. But thanks anyway.
Susan Armstrong
To make your call.
George Harvey
Yeah. Susan, what a sneaky thing to do. You knew all about those anonymous calls to the cops.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, yes, of course.
Announcer
Of course.
George Harvey
She says.
Susan Armstrong
Angry, aren't you?
George Harvey
Angry? No, I'm just scared. Maybe that place is haunted. What do you think goes on in that broken down palace?
Susan Armstrong
Well, I don't know. But if we find out, that's what I want for the Sunday feature. Come on, let's pack up our ammunition and go. Well, here we are. Yeah, I think it's going to rain.
George Harvey
It is raining.
Susan Armstrong
Knew I couldn't be wrong. Oh, lightning.
George Harvey
Check. Lightning.
Susan Armstrong
Thunder.
George Harvey
Right again. Want me to hold your hand?
Susan Armstrong
The hand of the editor and publisher of the Morning Star? Yes. Thunderstorm scare me to death. Do you mind if I seem to be pressing my face against your chest?
George Harvey
No, not at all. It isn't raining. Rain, you know. It's raining cats and dogs.
Susan Armstrong
I've heard it sung better.
George Harvey
And if it's raining, have no regrets. There will be puddles out in the streets.
Susan Armstrong
Regrets?
George Harvey
Oh, well, I'm a reporter, not a poet. And the shower has passed. For the moment anyway.
Susan Armstrong
Yeah, so it has.
George Harvey
Now we're here we go right into that black, deserted hulk of unknown tears.
Susan Armstrong
No wonder people think it's haunted. George, look.
George Harvey
Yeah, it looks like somebody's moving around in there with a light?
Susan Armstrong
Yes. Well, George, what are you going to do?
George Harvey
Editors and publishers ask the silliest questions.
Susan Armstrong
Now, George, wait. I'm coming too.
George Harvey
Well, here's the door. Why don't you go back to the car, Susan, and try to act like a good girl?
Susan Armstrong
Because I'm not a good girl. I am the editor and publisher of the fastest growing paper. Susan, you're fired. Insubordination.
George Harvey
Stop shivering or don't shiver so close to me. Makes it harder to pick this lock.
Susan Armstrong
Did you ever pick a lock before, George?
George Harvey
Oh, I used to count that day lost when I didn't pick. At least there I got it. Listen.
Susan Armstrong
Did you hear anything?
George Harvey
Yeah, I thought I did, but I.
Susan Armstrong
Might as well find out. Anybody home?
George Harvey
Susan.
Susan Armstrong
That was a shock.
George Harvey
That's what it sounded like.
Susan Armstrong
What do we do?
George Harvey
Write a letter to our congressman? Here, give me that flashlight. Thanks. Now get back in the car and drive to the police station. Go on.
Susan Armstrong
George, I'm so glad you're not hurt. Won't this make a wonderful story?
George Harvey
Sure, sure. I can see the headlines. Reporter not hurt. It'll kill the people and sell enough papers to stop on a medium sized rat hole, Sergeant.
Sergeant Barry
Well, George, anything for publicity.
George Harvey
What do you mean?
Sergeant Barry
You know how many times we gone through this dump. We wouldn't have come this time if it hadn't been for Ms. Armstrong who made the report. She says you heard somebody shot.
Susan Armstrong
But I did, Sergeant. Didn't we, George?
George Harvey
We certainly did. And I found the body. It's in there, right at the end of the hall. Dead, Very dead.
Sergeant Barry
Let's go, boys. Ms. Armstrong, you say where you are, George? Harvey, you come with me. Now tell me, George, what'd you find?
George Harvey
A man about my size shot through the head. There's the door. Open it and see for yourself. I don't know, Sergeant.
Sergeant Barry
Where's the body?
George Harvey
So help me, Sarge, he was lying here. Right here with a hole through his head. Dead. Dead as a smoked herring.
Sergeant Barry
And he got up and walked away.
George Harvey
That's the way it looks, doesn't it?
Sergeant Barry
Also, it looks as if this whole affair was a publicity stunt for the Morning Star. And as are you, Harvey, I'm gonna crucify you. I'm gonna make a special point of it. Come on, men, let's get out of here.
Susan Armstrong
Would I should get it, Ms. Susan? No, patience, I'll answer it.
Joe Roberti
Hello, this is Joe Roberti. I want to talk to the dame.
George Harvey
Who runs a paper, the Morning Star.
Susan Armstrong
Patience, it's Joe Roberti, the gangster. I run The Morning Star. Mr. Roberti, what can I do for you?
Joe Roberti
Just stay right where you are until I get there.
Susan Armstrong
He's coming over here. Well, if I'd have known he was coming, I'd have baked a cake. I never saw a real genuine gangster before. What's he want? Well, I don't know. Well, he'll probably tell you. Patience, is there a gun in the house? Sure, sure, in the gun room. Trench mortars, bazookas, Tommy guns, 155s. You name it, we got it. You've been listening to too many radio shows, Patience. No gun? No gun. Well, I've got to try and get George. You love him, don't you? George? George? What do you mean, do I love George? Oh, don't you? Don't be a fool. I wouldn't.
George Harvey
Hello, is this the editor and publisher of the Hillsdale Morningstar?
Susan Armstrong
George, where are.
George Harvey
As it happens, I'm at the office and I've just been writing you a little note. Shall I read it to you, George? To Susan Armstrong from George Harvey when I left the charming old Collins mansion.
Susan Armstrong
George, how soon can you get here?
George Harvey
No, I'm tired and wet and disgusted. If you want to apologize, you can do it now by phone.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, George, you idiot. Listen, Joe Roberti called me and he's coming over here now.
George Harvey
Joe Roberti? Why?
Susan Armstrong
Oh, it's probably nothing more than a little rub out.
George Harvey
Hold everything, Susan. I'll be there.
Susan Armstrong
Miss Susan. I suppose you're going to want sandwiches and stuff for your gangster friend. Don't you dare leave this room. Patience, don't worry. When this Roberti mug comes, I'll be sitting here knitting. Poor old Patience, just minus a few of her buttons. Oh, there he is. Ago.
Joe Roberti
Hi. Come in, boys. A couple of friends of mine. It's wet outside. I want to talk to you a minute. It's a nice place you got here. Who's the old dame?
Susan Armstrong
Oh, Patience, this is Joe Roberti and a couple of friends of his. How do you do?
Joe Roberti
I. Scram.
Susan Armstrong
Scram. Oh, of course, scram. Do you too? Sit down, gentlemen. Well, Mr. Roberti, I got something I.
Joe Roberti
Want to talk to you about.
Susan Armstrong
Yes?
Joe Roberti
It's this guy that works for you.
Susan Armstrong
Well, I've got a number of guys working for me.
Joe Roberti
Mr. Roberti, George Harvey. Oh, we want to talk to the Bodys.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, will you pardon me? Sit down.
Joe Roberti
I'll get it.
Susan Armstrong
Well, I'd like to open my own.
Joe Roberti
Sit down. Oh, Mr. Harvey, we was expecting you.
George Harvey
But I.
Joe Roberti
Come in.
George Harvey
Well, thanks, I will.
Announcer
Now back to our Two stars. Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray. And the second act of our story. Something violent and unfriendly happened to George Harvey's head when he met gangster Joe Roberti at Susan's front door. Now he's slowly, painfully coming to.
George Harvey
Oh, my head. Where am I?
Susan Armstrong
You're in the living room.
George Harvey
Whose lap is my head on?
Susan Armstrong
Mine. Susan's, Certainly.
George Harvey
You're sure it's my head?
Susan Armstrong
Of course it's your head.
George Harvey
I was afraid of that.
Susan Armstrong
How would you like some hot milk, Georgie?
George Harvey
I'd love some hot milk. Just chill it to be low, freezing. And put it in a rubber bag. And put the bag on my head.
Susan Armstrong
Okay. I'll get it. You're all right, George.
George Harvey
All right. She said, I'm dying.
Susan Armstrong
Why don't you open your eyes?
George Harvey
Because I don't feel like it.
Susan Armstrong
What's your name?
George Harvey
George Harvey.
Susan Armstrong
You can open your eyes now, can't you?
George Harvey
Yeah. Hello, Susan doll.
Susan Armstrong
Miss Armstrong.
George Harvey
You look beautiful. Even from here. Especially from here.
Susan Armstrong
Sit up.
George Harvey
Okay, I'm up.
Susan Armstrong
Now. What happened, George?
George Harvey
Don't you know?
Susan Armstrong
Well, Roberti said that when he opened the door, you slipped and fell and hit your head. He carried you in here and, well, he was really very helpful.
George Harvey
Yes, indeed. Helpful, old Joe.
Susan Armstrong
I'm trying to get it straight in my head now. He came here because he knew I'd send for you.
George Harvey
Yeah, I suppose so.
Susan Armstrong
He could have killed you, couldn't he?
George Harvey
No doubt.
Susan Armstrong
Instead he just hit you on the head.
George Harvey
That is the impression I got.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, now, don't be funny, George. I'm trying to figure this out.
George Harvey
Well, let me do it for you, Joe. Roberti wants to warn both of us to mind our own business. And he does it without a word, spoken or written. He's using a kind of sign language. He gives me a bump on the head and then leaves it to us to figure it out.
Susan Armstrong
What do you think? We ought to call the police, George.
George Harvey
Did you see him slug me?
Susan Armstrong
The first I knew you were hurt was when he carried you in here.
George Harvey
Well, then, what kind of a story could I tell you, Joe? Roberti slugged me. Why? I don't know. If I fed them that yarn, the cops would laugh at me. Ha, ha. Also yak. I'm laughing too, George.
Susan Armstrong
This warning business. Of course. You mean the Collins place?
George Harvey
I don't know what else it could be.
Susan Armstrong
Well, then, let's go back there. Let's show them that they can't scare us. We'll even search for the body that wasn't there.
George Harvey
It was There. Susan doll.
Susan Armstrong
Miss Armstrong.
George Harvey
Oh, Miss Armstrong, you're beautiful. And you're a great editor and publisher. But I know when I'm late and I quit.
Sergeant Barry
Hello, Sergeant Berry? Speaking, Ms. Armstrong. Is George Harvey there?
Susan Armstrong
Yes, just a moment. Sergeant Barry.
George Harvey
Yes, Sergeant.
Sergeant Barry
Joe Roberti just called me. Said you bumped your head. Said he was afraid you might need help. Is it bad?
George Harvey
I hope it throbs a little when I talk to you, Sergeant.
Sergeant Barry
We had two more anonymous calls, George.
George Harvey
Fascinating, I'm sure.
Sergeant Barry
One of the calls said there was a fire at the Collins place.
George Harvey
Was there a fire?
Sergeant Barry
The department didn't find any. The other call said somebody was dumping a body in the river.
George Harvey
Were they?
Sergeant Barry
No, not when we got there. But of course, we'll have the entire river dragged from here to the mouth of Mississippi. It shouldn't be more than a couple of thousand miles.
George Harvey
Just a second, Sergeant. Why are you mad at me?
Sergeant Barry
You're a big town reporter in a small town, right? Yes, but I know how you feel about Susan Armstrong. Doesn't it make sense? Anything to put her paper on the map.
George Harvey
Oh, now, wait a minute, Sergeant. You're wrong about this.
Sergeant Barry
Now, George, when you start making fools of us in the department with all these calls about the Collins place, you're just making a fool of yourself.
Joe Roberti
You'll see.
Susan Armstrong
George. I heard enough of that. Sergeant Barry thinks you're responsible for the calls about the Collins place.
George Harvey
That he does. He's got it all figured out.
Susan Armstrong
But you didn't do it, George, did you? Not even for me.
George Harvey
I quit. This is the end. You get yourself another boy.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, George, don't get so excited. Can't you see what the scheme is?
George Harvey
Certainly. Certainly. Naturally, any fool can see what this. What do you think it is?
Susan Armstrong
All these calls to the police. The body that disappeared. Don't you see?
George Harvey
Oh, of course I see. It's so obvious. Go on.
Susan Armstrong
Even Roberti coming and conking you on the head. Now, if you think about it, you can see why, can't you?
George Harvey
Oh, it's perfectly plain. But just for the record, I'd like.
Susan Armstrong
To know, don't you think that we ought to get to the Collins place just as soon as we can? If we're right, I mean.
George Harvey
No, we're right. We're absolutely right. Let's go. Why here?
Susan Armstrong
Well, you don't think we ought to stop in front of the place, do you?
George Harvey
No, no. Just not.
Susan Armstrong
It's raining again.
George Harvey
Indubitably, like. Don't worry. If you can hear it, you're okay, you know.
Susan Armstrong
Is There going to be any more?
George Harvey
Possibly. But I'll be here to protect you.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, don't sound so smug. And don't think I know that I'm silly about lightning.
George Harvey
I don't think you're silly. I just wish there'd be more of it. Lots more. Let there be lightning and thunder in Hillsdale. Thank you.
Susan Armstrong
George. When the lightning flashed, did you see.
George Harvey
What I saw on the riverbank? Yeah.
Susan Armstrong
I'm not wrong then. Looked like a barge out there. And they're loading something heavy into the old house. I guess if we call the police, they'd laugh at us, wouldn't they?
George Harvey
They certainly would. And I wouldn't be surprised if that's what this whole thing has been about. Cry wolf until the cops won't listen anymore.
Susan Armstrong
What should we do?
George Harvey
You want to know what I think?
Susan Armstrong
What?
George Harvey
We ought to go home, go to bed, pull the covers over our heads and forget that we saw anything.
Susan Armstrong
George, what do you think's going on in there?
George Harvey
I couldn't have put that question better myself. Susan, how badly do you want this story, whatever it is?
Susan Armstrong
What do you mean?
George Harvey
Enough to risk getting shot and thrown in the river.
Susan Armstrong
You couldn't do that. You're just being melodramatic. We don't even know what or who or why.
George Harvey
Not yet, but soon maybe. Look in the rear view mirror. We're getting out of here. That did it.
Susan Armstrong
It's Joe Roberti and those other two.
Joe Roberti
Get out.
George Harvey
Hello, Roberti. Out, both of you.
Susan Armstrong
Mr. Roberti, I am. Oh, don't.
Sammy
Yeah.
Sergeant Barry
Sorry, lady. Yeah, they're clean.
Joe Roberti
Okay, walk. I thought I'd give you a nice polite warning to stay away from here. Even offer to send for a doctor?
Susan Armstrong
Yes, that was sweet of you, Mr. Roberti. Wasn't it, George?
George Harvey
Yeah. Terribly, terribly sweet.
Joe Roberti
I do everything I can to make it easy and still you gotta come down here and stick your nose in it. Just makes me kind of sick.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, poor Joe.
Joe Roberti
Yeah, poor Joe. That's what they say, Poor Joe. Just a kind hearted slob.
Announcer
Stop.
Joe Roberti
Open the door. Go ahead. Flashlight. Okay, now, you hear? You satisfied? What do you want to see? Cops been through this joint a hundred times. Come on.
George Harvey
Who owns this place, Roberti?
Joe Roberti
Me and my brother. We bought it. And anything we want to do with it is up to us, right?
Susan Armstrong
Oh, right. Absolutely right. What are you going to do with it? Make it a morgue. Just what happened to the corpse Mr.
Joe Roberti
Harvey saw that should have been in pictures, huh? I yell help, fire a shot and slap a handful of dometic hats. Up on my forehead.
George Harvey
Sure fooled me, Joe. I suppose it was just another stunt to make the cops so tired of this place they'll never go through it again.
Joe Roberti
You want to know something? If somebody was to call the cops right now and tell them to go to the old Collins place because a couple of people from the Morning Star was being rubbed out, they'd laugh. Laugh? They'd trace the call and they'd run you in.
Susan Armstrong
You have a wonderful sense of humor, Jill.
George Harvey
Yeah?
Joe Roberti
I killed myself. Open the door. You wanted to know. Look then.
George Harvey
A printing press.
Joe Roberti
You saw it coming off the barge. Smart, huh? Being right here on the river. We can flood the country right from here.
Susan Armstrong
What's he talking about, George? Counterfeit money.
George Harvey
Sure. Is that it, Joe, or is it greeting cards?
Joe Roberti
Yeah, it gives me an idea. Maybe I'll print some greeting cards, too. Valentine's. Take them out to the dock boys.
Sergeant Barry
Yeah.
Susan Armstrong
Oh, Joe, could I have a word with George?
Sergeant Barry
Sure.
Joe Roberti
Tell him anything you want out there. No shooting.
Sergeant Barry
Let's go.
Susan Armstrong
He said I could talk to him.
Sergeant Barry
Go ahead, Talk.
Susan Armstrong
George, I'm sorry.
George Harvey
Yeah, I'm sorry, too. Give me your hand, Susan, will you? You're cold. Can you swim?
Susan Armstrong
No.
George Harvey
That's what you think. Here, hang on to me. Hang on to my belt and keep your head up. I've got hold of a piling. They can't see us, but they can hear us. With all that gunfire, they're going to have every prowl car in the neighborhood.
Susan Armstrong
I think so.
George Harvey
Good.
Joe Roberti
Throw your gun in the river.
Sergeant Barry
We got to get out of here.
George Harvey
But they're okay.
Sergeant Barry
They won't go through this place again.
Susan Armstrong
If they can't, we'll be be all right to mention the fact that I'm about to drown.
George Harvey
Hang on, Susan. If we can get to the next piling, we can. We can get up the bank.
Susan Armstrong
Mr. Harvey?
Sammy
What do you read? What paper do you read?
George Harvey
Just give it to me, Sammy.
Sammy
Yes, sir. Right off the press. Read all about it. Counterfeit rings smashed. Heroic rescue.
Susan Armstrong
Sammy?
Sammy
Yes'm.
Susan Armstrong
Just leave the paper here. One copy on Mr. Harvey's desk and one on mine. You don't need to sell it to us, you know.
Sammy
Okay, okay. I guess I'm just a copy boy. A jerk, a squirt, a dope, a dummy. So it's wrong to get excited about the biggest story of all time.
George Harvey
Sammy, scram.
Sammy
Scram. I know what's going on. You two want to be alone?
Susan Armstrong
Well, Sammy's getting to be quite an understanding young man.
Sergeant Barry
Yeah, he's learning early you're not getting any younger, George.
George Harvey
Meaning?
Susan Armstrong
You just might start learning to understand me.
George Harvey
Okay. Teach me.
Susan Armstrong
Would this help?
George Harvey
Well, okay, teacher. I'm learning. And you know something?
Susan Armstrong
What, George?
George Harvey
Wait till the pupil starts giving the teacher lessons.
Announcer
Our stars, Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray, will be back in just a moment.
George Harvey
Nice out here in the port, Susan. Nice moon.
Susan Armstrong
Nice moon.
George Harvey
Cool breeze. Not too cool. Just about right, I'd say.
Susan Armstrong
Of course, wearing a coat, you wouldn't notice.
George Harvey
Notice what?
Susan Armstrong
Well, George, the evenings do get a little chilly.
George Harvey
Oh. Want to go inside?
Susan Armstrong
Of course not.
George Harvey
What if you're cold? If I could get you a rest, it's still George. Okay. Susan, about that haunted house story. I think we can get a good follow up.
Susan Armstrong
George.
George Harvey
Huh?
Susan Armstrong
Remember what you said about the pupil giving the teacher lessons?
George Harvey
Oh, yeah, yeah. It was just an idea I had.
Susan Armstrong
It's getting chilly out here. Cold.
George Harvey
You want my coat? No.
Susan Armstrong
Adjust the sleeves.
George Harvey
Huh? Oh, I get it. Yeah. How's this, teacher?
Susan Armstrong
Wonderful, pupil. Just wonderful.
Announcer
Irene Dunn and Fred McMurray will be back next week in another exciting comedy adventure in the gay new series, Bright Star. This is Wendell Niles inviting you to join us.
George Harvey
Then.
Podcast: Harold's Old Time Radio
Episode: Bright Star 53-02-26 (19): The Haunted House
Date: October 29, 2025
Host: Harolds Old Time Radio
This episode features a classic installment of Bright Star, a comedic adventure radio show headlined by Irene Dunne as Susan Armstrong, a sharp editor, and Fred MacMurray as George Harvey, her witty, slightly lackadaisical reporter. The story throws the dynamic duo into the middle of a supposed haunting and a criminal mystery at Hillsdale’s infamous Collins House. As they attempt to uncover the truth—both for a headline and out of curiosity—they run into gangsters, skeptical police, and more than a few close shaves, all set against a backdrop of sharp humor and light romantic tension.
Susan dismisses George’s lack of initiative:
On haunted house skepticism:
Romantic tension mixed with humor during the investigation:
Comedic police frustration:
George’s reaction to danger:
Post-escape newspaper excitement:
Romantic closing lines:
Light, witty banter and romantic undertones pervade the episode, set against a backdrop of small-town crime and mystery. The dynamic between Susan and George is teasing yet affectionate, their rapid-fire exchanges punctuated by moments of genuine concern and courage. The humor is old-fashioned and playful, characteristic of mid-century radio comedies but still engaging, with a pace that easily keeps listeners’ attention.
Summary in a Line:
A supposedly haunted house leads Susan and George into the middle of a gangster’s counterfeiting scheme, with plenty of fast-paced humor and charm along the way.