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Welcome to bar smack. Good evening. I'm your host, Claude.
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Ah.
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There'S good news tonight. I'm leaving this program after all. Who wants to be hanging around here? I've been selected as the host for a TV series called Make Me Scream. Audience participation, of course. An interesting concept. Don't paint and you're a winner. Wonderful prizes. A year's supply of lady fingers. Real ones, naturally. Or a trip to the embalmers convention. One way. Hey, don't miss the first show with our special guest, a celebrity who hasn't been seen in years. Oh, we've had a hard time digging him up. Well, enough of my urbane wit and charm. Tonight we have a wonderful treat, a delightful tale. Stay tuned if you dare. Jazz, America's original art form. Hi, this is Bob Ringwald, and every Friday I bring you the bourbon street parade. 90 minutes at Ixyland. Jazz, early swings and ragtime. Best Fridays at 3pm for the Bourbon Street Parade, right here on 88.5 FM, KCSN Northridge. Back so soon? Ready to have your hairs stand on end? Good. Our story is entitled Fun House, a fascinating drama that's going to make your blood run cold. All right, folks, set this way for the one and only fun house. $0.50 for the ride of the night. Hurry, hurry. How about it, partner? You and the little lady. Only a buck. Hey, hey, what do you say?
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50 cents?
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Only two quarters. Oscar. Oscar Florio. In the middle of the jam. Another time, huh?
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The manager wants to see you.
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Now?
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That's what he said.
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Oh, geez, a hell of a time.
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Now, Oscar.
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All right, Frank, take over for a minute, huh?
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How much you make so far?
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About a hundred. What do you want, more dough, Is that it?
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Be silent, Florio.
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If there's any hassle, it comes out of your operation.
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Oh, we are in this together. Remember that My museum and your stupid ride are as one.
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Sure, Florio, sure. Ah, Madame Florio, you great. My humble office.
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How kind.
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Not at all, dear lady. An Oscar. How are you, my boy? Okay. Some wine, perhaps?
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No, thank you. I don't imagine this is a social visit.
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Ah, right to the point, as always. Listen, we got a lease. The rest tray.
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Quiet, you fool.
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Well, I shall dispense with the civilities of negotiations. Yes, I'm quite dissatisfied with your display. Say, the Funhouse has always made enough money to cover both joints. Precisely, Oscar. You put your finger right on it. Madame Florio's Wax museum is a source of concern.
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I'm working on some new ideas.
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It takes time and time, dear lady is running out Your displays. Those disgraceful wax figures, misshapen by the elements and gowned in tattered costumes. A sad commentary on your past greatness.
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New figures of the fortune, which neither Oscar or I have at this moment.
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Indeed. Indeed. However, I want a new concept, a new idea, a new. In short, I demand a change. Horrors. Thrills. Give the public what it wants. Blood. You will produce a new display within three months. We are out.
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I will not stoop to the mundane or the base.
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90 days. Or else.
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Or else? Or else. All right, Florio give you new concept. Yes. I show you. Florio shall produce a chamber of horrors that will make your blood blood run cold.
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Hurry. Hurry. Right this way. The Fun House. Only $0.50. Zip right up. What about it, girls?
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Come on. Oh, no way. Those places frighten me.
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Ah, be a sport, young lady. Where can you enjoy yourself for half a buck these days?
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You're not getting me in there. Don't be a party pervert.
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Tell you what I'm gonna do. Take a ride. If you don't like it, if you ain't happy, double your money. What do you say?
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No, I don't like spooky rides. It ain't scary.
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A couple of wolfhounds, Skeletons. To tell the truth, it's pretty run down. Please, take the ride. I need customers.
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Susan, come on. Oh, all right. But I'm closing my eyes.
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There you go. Okay. Here. Into this car. Tighten the seat belt. Remember, keep the fingers in. See you later.
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Welcome to the Fun House. This is idiotic. Welcome to the Fun House. It sounds like my brother. Looked like him too. Wow. I didn't expect that one. Wow. That's my license.
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I'm waiting for you.
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Waiting for you. Oh, this has got to be the worst ride. No wonder they don't have any customers. Wolves. A laughing dummy. Look at mouth. Wow. We stopped big deals. I'm scared. We're not. We're not moving at all. I don't like this at all. At all. Why don't you get out of the car? Why don't you go to hell? Step out of the car. But first, let there be light. Oh. Oh, no. Like my friend Joyce Joy Disarmony. Now, someone has been rolling this way. Oh, you don't like my little pet? All right. You may proceed. Hold on. I will never get out of here. Never. Horrible. Somebody. What was that?
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What?
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Listen.
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Scare you?
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I will think you're funny. Get us out of this stupid place.
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Yes, certainly. Follow me.
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Me? I'm going to report you to the police. You wouldn't have found prick.
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Sorry, dear. I think steaks are delightful.
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Get up out of here. Of course. We're almost out. I don't see an exit.
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Must have lost my way. Sorry.
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Look. Cr. We want out now. Hey, turn on the light.
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Oh, my. Must be a power failure. Perhaps she's here or there.
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Where are you?
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This way or that way? She can't help you in the darkness.
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Maybe she's with the snake.
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Imagine reptiles slithering over your body. A cobra moving across your mouth. A rattler working up your leg. All right, dear, this way. That's it. No, no.
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Turn left when I get out of here.
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Here, you get out of here, you boy.
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Stop. This isn't the way out.
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Of course not. It's the way to Susan. She's waiting for you.
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Sue. Sue, are you all right? Where are you?
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Turn the corner.
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She's there. Snape. Snakes.
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Let me turn on the light.
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Mama. What did you do? Nothing.
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But the cobras certainly made an impression. I hope you're enjoying my fun house.
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Fun house. Fun, fun. How fun. How fun. How fun. How fun.
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Somebody, please. Come on. Sue. Susan, come on. Moment. Give me a hand. Did you try anything? And I call his face. Move. What, Mama? What hope. Oh, you were so together. Scared. It's nothing. It's nothing. Come on. Come on. If he's just playing one of his stupid tricks. Oh, you can't hear us.
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And you'll do what, my darling?
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Get. Fine. Go ahead. Get behind.
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Where are you, my angel? I want to see you touch your soft skin. Hello. I want to hold you in my arms. Kiss you, don't hide. Foster loves you, love you. I want to run my fingers through your hair. I want you.
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To man gone. Do I see man gone. I see you. Wait. This way. There's a door.
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Darling.
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Darling.
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Welcome to Madame Florio's hall of the Immortals. You have entered the world of the famous. This way. For scenes of great moments in history.
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Hello? Hello? Anybody here? No. Life likes people afraid. Stop it. Stop. Come here. Census. I can't talk anymore. Sorry. You snake across the floor. Nearly touch me. We're almost out of this. It's over. Over, Over. Yes, yes. Let's quit it. Put it here. We are. We are. Oh, it was horrible. Man would snake. You poor children. It's over. I know who did this. That simpleton Oscar. I'll take care of him. Scared. Scared. I want. I want that thing. But away. Without doubt. Come with me. That's the fifth time this month. The man is insane. Oh, only Tuesday. He almost. What's the use? Those little boys will never be the same. We're going to call the authority. Can she lie down? Yes, yes. Right there. Easy, Sue. We're all right. Hello, this is Madame Florio. I want to speak with Detective Colton. Thank you. Ah, Officer Colton. That man Oscar is up to his disgusting tricks again. This time, young girls. One of them is in shock. She needs medical attention. They're in my office. Yes, yes, they are safe. Thank you. They're coming. How is she? I don't know. He chased her with snakes. That Crimby fellow. I want him behind bars. You cannot imagine the half of it frightened. Two boys almost out of their wits. Ah, I won't go into it. Why don't they stop him? I've been after the management for months. But at least you are safe. The police are still looking for an elderly couple last seen entering his vile establishment. Lucky you found the fire door that connects our exhibits. Your wax figures are marvelous. Hardly. Once they were the talk of two continents, seen by kings and queens. Today, laughable relics. Who cares about moments in history? And yet they seem so real. Merely wax and wire now. Most of the gowns and hats in pattern. Would you like to see? No, no. You've had enough excitement for one night. Night, certainly. It's almost true. The park has been closed for hours. What's keeping us? I'm going to call again. This is disgraceful. Joyce. Are we safe? We're fine. Just rest. Strange. The line is dead. What? I cannot get a dial tone. Try it again. Nothing. You think that man has done something to the wire? No, I've had phone trouble all this week. Don't worry. They're on the way. Oh, not soon enough. I can't sit still. Why don't we look at your figures? It's a fantastic concept. All right. Let me show You. My treasures. Oh, don't. Don't leave me, please. Can't you. No, No. I want to go with you. Of course. I think that is sensible. Come with me. Come. Over here. Is the prize of my collection. Marie Antoinette. Yes. How beautiful. I know. Her face twisted from years of heat. And her gown. Sad. Sad. Once the gem of my museum. Her waves look so real. It's made from human hair. Hair, my. I think you would fit right into her gown.
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Lady.
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No one wants to see beauty or elegance anymore. Who cares about style or grace? Today the commoners want violence, blood, torture. I wonder what's keeping the police today. Gore my Marie with her head chopped off. Jack the Ripper. I told him Florio would never suit to such circus tricks. But said he wants a new concept. All right. I give him trail. Can we go back in your office? That's all we're used to. Murdered limbs hacked off, brains oozed and out of a skull. Joyce, let's get out of here. Never. You are part of my concept. I'll never let you go. My dear. You are the Marie of I have been waiting for. The police will be here. No, I never really called them. You're crazy. All geniuses are crazy. Oscar. Oh, ya girl. Marie. And you can be Lizy born. Oh, keep away from us.
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Don't you want to be immortal?
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Oscar can let you live forever. And we need you.
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I need you.
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Don't come near us. Don't. Just like the others. The little guys screamed and screamed until I took them. You see, dear girl, Oscar is a wonderful embalmer.
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I love to touch dead skin. Oh, I'll give you rosy cheeks and new eyes.
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There's no escape. I want to. We're getting out of here. I don't. Oh, yes, we are. Put that bludger out. Move back now. Stay close to me. Sue Doc. Or everything goes up in smoke. A killer. Stay away from them. Stay away from that door. I mean, don't you want to be immortal? The centerpiece of Madame Florio's chamber of Horror. I should bury this place to a craft.
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We can't let them get away. They'll tell everything.
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No. Come on, sir. This way. Never.
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My dear Florio. The displays are brilliant. Magnificent.
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You like my chamber of horrors?
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Delightful. Especially Lizzie Bowden and Marie of the Guillotine. So realistic. I feel the eyes following me.
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Oscar and I have further plans. A torture scene from the Inquisition.
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I look forward to that one.
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We have to find the right elements to make it authentic. Young men of the rack. Twisted limbs that sort of thing.
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Take your time. Indeed. Now that the people are flocking the time, I must be off. Madame, you're the finest attraction in my park. I bid you adieu. How king. Okay, okay. What do you say? Step right up. The one and only fun house. 50 cents.
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Hey, hey.
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Just cuz I like clean cut college boy. Come here, fella. Tell you what I'm going to do. Double your money if you ain't scared.
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Straight out.
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I guess. The girl zone permanent. Oh my. Next time you're in one of those places, make sure you can find the nearest exit. By the way, Oscar told me he's been looking for someone just your size. Today. Good jobs require specialization. This education beyond high school is expensive. But there is help. The federal government now provides more grants, low interest loans and work studies to more students than ever before. Just contact the financial aid administrator at school. Or write Box 84, Washington, D.C. 20044. Apply yourself. This message has been brought to you as a public service by this station and the US Office of Education. Next on Darkness. I don't care what data you've got, that woman is not 83. Listen, Charles, you don't have to con me. I'm not. Damn it, Newmark. We've hit on a vaccine that prevents. Oh, forget it. It's a switch. Whoever she is, pay her off and tell her to get lost. We started her treatments three months ago. Nothing happened until the 23rd, when the real Angela Renwick died and you brought in the shield on the 25th. Her metabolism changed. Since then, her skin, her hair, everything became rejuvenated and hasn't stopped. Want to stay young? Then tune in for our next Darkness drama by Ken Girard. It's called Lifespan. Don't miss it. Funhouse was written by Ken Gerard and directed by Roger Rittner. Featured in the car were Barbara Kerr, Wendy Allen, Gregory Snagoff and Sandra Kenworth. Also heard were William Irwin, Michael Emmel and Bob Farley. Sound patterns by David Sturkey. Darkness is a Roger Rittner Ken Jar of radio production. Now, until next time, this is your host, Claude, wishing you good night forever.
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Episode: Darkness-03-Funhouse
Date: January 11, 2026
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio – “Claude” (in-narrative host)
Featured Show: An episode from the radio drama series Darkness, titled "Funhouse"
This episode features an original radio play, Funhouse, that immerses listeners in the suspenseful, macabre world of a dilapidated carnival. The story centers around a funhouse ride, run by the sinister Oscar and Madame Florio, that takes terror to new, horrifying levels. As two young women are trapped inside, they encounter ghastly illusions, real threats, and a chilling fate built into the fabric of the funhouse and the adjacent wax museum.
The tone is darkly playful, happily trading in both campy horror and genuine chills—a tribute to the tradition of Golden Age radio suspense.
“A year’s supply of lady fingers. Real ones, naturally. Or a trip to the embalmers convention. One way.”
(Claude, 00:49)
“You will produce a new display within three months. Or we are out.”
(Manager, 04:54)
“Imagine reptiles slithering over your body. A cobra moving across your mouth. A rattler working up your leg.”
(Oscar, 10:08)
“No one wants to see beauty or elegance anymore... Today the commoners want violence, blood, torture.”
(Madame Florio, 19:42)
“Oscar is a wonderful embalmer. I love to touch dead skin. Oh, I’ll give you rosy cheeks and new eyes.”
(Oscar, 21:01)
“I guess the girl’s on permanent. Oh my. Next time you’re in one of those places, make sure you can find the nearest exit.”
(Claude, 23:04)
The episode blends classic horror camp with psychological thrills, aided by vividly dramatized characters. Dialogue is dramatic, arch, and atmospheric—perfectly channeling old radio mystery theater. There are playful, tongue-in-cheek elements clashing with genuinely unnerving scenes.
Funhouse is a delightfully chilling, atmospherically rich throwback to the grand tradition of Golden Age radio horror. It leverages macabre humor, memorable villains, and mounting suspense to create a memorable audio fright. By the end, the listener is left with the unsettling suggestion that, in some places, the attractions might be far too real.