
Green Hornet - A Racket in Restaurants - 09/07/1939
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Classic group chat move. Don't walk into a surprise book a top rated verbo stay with a premier host if you know you verbo. The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game public enemies that even the G men cannot reach. The Green Hornet, Will I? Yeah. Call sure. Show will be waiting for you. We'll have a reception committee right in front of the Daily Sentinel building. You get here, we'll take care of printing your story. Okay. Carly. Lodi, is there something important? Out of my way, Axford. Hey, Hank Gunnigan. I seen him and re going talking. Oh, there they are. Hank Gunnigan, boss. Wait, who's that? Wait a minute. What's the matter, Lawrence? What's all the excitement? Boss, it's a scoop on its way. What's that? I was just on the phone talking to Cole. Cole? Yeah, yeah, he's assistant to Robertson. Holy crow. You mean Robertson, the guy with hands out holding the cart job? Hold it, Iceberg. This sounds like something. We've been trying to get the goods on Robertson for months. Reed. What about Cole, huh? He's coming here. Here to the sedinal right. He called me on the phone just now. He's on his way here to spill all the dirt about Robertson's racket. But coal works for Robertson. That's what I thought. You mean to say Cole's going to talk the whole works? He said he'd give facts and figures on how Robertson makes every court employee in the state kick in part of his salary. Scotty, the senator's been hidden that for a long time. Well, if this is true, we won't have to hear it anymore. You better stick around. We can't trust this to the night editor. You're telling me. Hey, give me a talks, we'll plaster Robertson racket all over page one. He'll talk, boss. Cole found it plenty sore on the phone. Golly, he ought to know all about Robinson's racket. He's got all the facts and figures. Why should Cole talk, Lar? Well, he didn't say, boss. From what I know of those two rats, maybe Cole wanted a cut. When Robertson said nothing doing. Cole figured the spill. I hope so. We've been after Robertson's scalp for a while. Yeah? I got makeup on the phone. They're worried about the deadline. You say Cole's coming here? Yeah, he's on his way. How soon? He said he was upstate. He's driving down. Said he'd be here in half an hour. Hello, makeup? Figure 40 minutes, half an hour to get here and 10 minutes to pump him dry. He's driving down by car. This'll serve that chisel right, huh?
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Bern, do we take this road all the way in? Cole?
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Yeah. Right to the door of the Daily Sentinel.
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Say, it's your funeral.
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I'll show Robertson he can't keep me out of it. Can you imagine him dragging down thousands a week, every guy that works in a courtroom in this state? Paying him a percentage. And Robertson won't even give me a 10% cut.
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Maybe he doesn't like you.
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He'll like me less after he sees the headlines in the Sentinel tomorrow. I'll smash him high, wide and handsome.
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Then you won't ever get a cut.
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So what if he gets tossed out? Maybe I can get in. Sure. Then I'll do the same thing. Only it won't be 10%. It'll be the whole take.
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Robertson doesn't like a double cross. Soul.
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Shut up and keep your eyes on the road. I want to go over these figures I'm driving. The whole works right here in this little book. Names and figures, everything. It even lists the safe deposit vaults and the bank accounts Robertson has the money hidden in. And the way he signs them, that
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ought to finish him.
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It'll do it. Ryan.
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Huh?
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There's a car following us.
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Yeah, I know.
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Then why didn't you say so? Is that Robertson's car?
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How should I know?
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Well, step on it. Lose it. I can't take any chances. If Robertson knows I'm spilling, he'll try to hold me up. Put your foot on an accelerator. We're due at the Daily Sentinel.
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If you're in such a hurry, why don't you take the wheel and let
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that car behind catch up. I tell you, it's Robertson. Can't you shake him?
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I'm going as fast as I can.
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He's going faster.
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Oh. How do you know it's Robertson, anyway?
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I don't know, but I don't want to find out. We're almost to the city limits. Once we get inside, we can do a little turning and. Hey, what are you sewing up for?
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There's a stoplight it's red.
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Go through it. Come on.
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Well, it's your funeral.
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Yeah. Fool, you let him gain on us. Get away from him now. He's coming alongside. Get over and stop. It's him. Hey, what are you doing?
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Don't stop. Let's go of the wheel.
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Keep going.
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Look out.
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Don't fall off the road. Look out here. Hit the brakes. He got him. Hit the brakes. There's a tape. Looks like a false alarm. Lori. Yeah, we've been waiting an hour already. Boy, we're not getting a scoop tonight. Reed, I could swear Cole wasn't kidding.
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He isn't here.
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Hey, Reed, you want me to head downstairs some more? It's awfully cold. Hello? Gunnigan talking. Hold it. Who is it? Gunnigan make it? They can't hold off any longer, Reed. So what do I waste some more? No, never mind. Expert. Sorry, Lowry, but we can't hold up the edition now. Make up to run page one as we originally set it up. Okay. Let her go, Mac. Yep, same way. Gosh, I wish I knew what happened to Cole.
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Well, story on the courtroom rack had gone bluey.
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Well, there's no use guessing about it Now. You get out there tomorrow and talk to Robertson and Cole. See if we can find out what made him change his mind. Hello? No, this is Robertson. I don't know where he is. All right, I'll tell him you called.
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Nicole.
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Uh huh. You better make up a good story.
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The way he grabbed the wheel out of my hands last night, I thought we were going to need tombstones, not stories.
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You're as good at handling a car as any man I ever saw. Vern, when I stopped and ran to your car, I certainly didn't expect to find you both uninjured.
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A little shaken up, that's all a good thing. Cole was unconscious.
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That's why Monk was with me to handle him.
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Monk took Cole to the farmhouse and
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he's going to keep him there until I say so.
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Do you think it's wise?
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What?
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Well, what's to stop him from talking later?
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Time.
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Time?
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Yes, a week's time. That's ample to cover up.
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Oh, I see.
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I thought you would. You're a smart girl. Now, I'll transfer those bank accounts and safe deposit vaults somewhere else. Use different names, I say.
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Make sure Cole can't check on him.
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He won't get close enough to see a thing from now on. He's out. All the way out.
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Might have been wiser to give Cole 10%.
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Why should I? I build up this system, I'M the one who appoints court attendants and interpreters. And the rest of them. Now, isn't it worth their while to give me a fee for getting the jobs? Yes, but Cole worked for me. Why should he be cut in? Besides, you're my security against what he tried to pull.
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Suppose Cole hadn't taken me into his confidence. Suppose I hadn't heard him call the Sentinel and make an appointment.
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Why? Suppose we snatch the fat from the fire and the fire's out.
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If Cole ever realizes that I knew you were in that car behind. And then I deliberately slowed down so
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that you and Monk all passed history. Bird.
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Cole. Keep talking. I warn you.
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Let him. By changing bank deposits and accounts, his thing is gone. He'll be merely a disgruntled ex employee.
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What about Monk, Ms. Upton?
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Oh, stop worrying.
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Well, Monk isn't exactly an honest citizen.
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Monk's a gangster. He's an out andout hoodlum. But he's smart enough to keep on my right side. I'm a friend in court and he's in court plenty.
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The Sentinel would love to locate Cole.
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He's been after me for years. I'm used to it.
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Sure.
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See who it is. I'm looking for Cole.
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He's not.
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Oh, Mr. Robertson. Close the door, sister. I'm in. You heard, Ms. Ryan. Cole isn't here. I'm Lowry from the Daily Sentinel. Robertson. Cole was supposed to drop in last night. Maybe you know about it. Was he? I talked to him on the phone myself. Well, he didn't show. Come on, come on. Where is he now? Mr. Cole is no longer with this department. Yeah, I. I figured that.
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He cry at home?
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His home, his club, everywhere. Sister Cole may have left town. Listen, Robertson, the cat's out of the bag, so we might as well come to the point. The Sentinel's been after you and your racket for a long. Your choice of words is ill advised. I said racket and I meant it. You take a cut from every court worker in the state. Nonsense. They're appointed on the merit system. Yeah, merit system. If they pay, they get the job. If not, I don't care. Lowry, you're making accusations. Sentinel's been after me for some time. You talked to some of the court attendants and others. They denied this, didn't they? They want to keep the jobs they have, barking up the wrong tree. My department's as honest as a day is lost. Yeah, in Finland, the day's last five hours. And that's giving you a break?
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Mr. Robertson doesn't know where Cole is. Why keep asking?
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Because there's an answer someplace. Then find Coal and ask him.
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Why see him anyhow?
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Cole was going to spill. Robertson, huh? He had the facts and figures on your racket and the way you squeezed money out of court. A vindictive employee who's been discharged. Maybe he was vindictive. Cole wasn't any lily any more than the company he kept. Meaning me? Meaning you. Now, he started out here last night for the Daily Sentinel from here. He never got there, and I want to find out why.
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Yes, Mr. Reed?
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You work with Lowry, Edmond Cage Dunnigan.
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Just heard from him, Mr. Reed. He's due in any minute.
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I have those letters ready for me to sign. I'll be out in a moment.
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Yes, sir.
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Hiya, Casey. Bossy.
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Well, Larry, you saw Cole?
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Cole? Cole. The name skatehound.
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Don't be so flip. Did you see him?
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No. Not a whisker, Casey. Matter of fact, I got no place
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from the way you charged him here
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I thought you that I brought home the bacon, huh?
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He didn't.
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Cole's gone. Can't find him. Something happened to him between there and here, and only birdies know about it.
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Not a trait.
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Maybe Robertson and that girl Ryan know, but they ain't talking. At least not to a Sentinel reporter. Oh, Larry. Yeah. Just got here, boss. Anything of what happened to Cole last night? Idea, that's all. Somebody got to him before he got to us. He's gone, huh?
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How did you know, Mr. Reeves?
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I guessed as much. Lowry. Whom did you talk to? Robertson. Right, boss. Robertson says Cole is no longer with the department. Doesn't know where he is, what's happened to him, where to reach him. Doesn't know anything. But he's got to look like a cat that's been laughing. The cream.
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He's been laughing plenty.
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And the same goes for that Ryan dame. Boss, if you ask me, they know where Cole is or what happened to him. They got him out of the way so Robertson could cover up.
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Please, Mr. Reed. Do you think he's been murdered, mister?
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No, I don't think Robertson would do that except as a last resort. Hey, ringside. I got some for you. Where have you been? Oh, I know you told me to stay around, Reid, but. But, golly, after all the excitement. I've been out sluthing. Sleuthing or detecting, huh? Yeah, and I found something, too, Lowry, which is more than I can say for you. Well, I admit it. Come on, expert, spill it. Reed Cole was in an accident last night. What? How do you know? You haven't seen Cole? No, I ain't seen Cole. Nobody has.
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What?
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I seen his car, Gary. You know, I used to be on the farm, so I figured maybe I could find out if there was an accident on the road last night. Yeah, I figured which way I'd be coming in town if I was Cole. So I got Moran over to headquarters and went out to investigate. And by driving, we found Cole's car sitting by the side of the road just beyond the city limit.
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Gosh, that's. But for once you were right.
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That ain't all, Reed. One fender on the car was covered and there was a damned glove on the front seat. A woman's glove. Yeah, it was blows now with a sort of gold cord along the back. Yeah, who did you know, boss, this ain't Ryan. What about her? She was in Robertson's office. She had a glove like that. I know. It's done on the desk. One glove, right, boss? Just one. Holy Crawley. That means she must know what happened to cause there's no doubt of it. Oxford, try and find out from her if she's working with Roberson. The Stuttinel hasn't a chance in the world of getting information not from that source. Sam,
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That evening in his apartment, Rich Reed talked to Cato, his valet and the only living man to know him as the Green Hornet. No doubt of it, Cato. This looks like a situation that cries out for the Green Hornet. There's no other way in.
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Smith.
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Cole was going to talk. He was due at The Daily Settle. Yet he never showed up. Why? Why? What he had to reveal would have thrown light on Robertson's extortion racket blazingly. Yes, that is true. Robertson told Laurie he'd fired. He knew where he was or where we could get at. But I'm certain that's a lie. Peter Robertson's running a rut. He's been after it for months. And just when that evidence is driving right into our office. Boss, what about the glove? You said Mr. Ryan admitted it was her glove. He said she'd often gone driving with coal. He might have missed it any one of a dozen. He knows where Cole is. Stalling, Cato. Stalling. Until Robertson can cover up, there's no other way to find out the answer. They'll have to go out. Mask. The black beauty.
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Ready?
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Surprise. Rady. Hornet.
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Mask.
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In the gun, then. In a hurry. Ryan hasn't answered many questions. We'll see how many she answers for the Green Hornet. This is good enough, Cale. It's been a long drive, but she's still up. Lights on. I wait here until. That car across the way. You see it? K? Yes. Well, that's Robertson's car. You get the black duty up the alley where it's very dark. The darker the better. Yeah, I see him. Hey, Robertson's the door with Ms. Ryan. You wait for me. I'll slide around near them and see what I can pick up. All right, sir. We don't know a thing about CO you understand?
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That glove I dropped?
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Forget it. A few more days and CO Will be released. But no one will believe this story.
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Robertson. What's in it for me? Well, I'm doing a lot.
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Of course you are. Of course. Of course.
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So what?
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Well, suppose we discuss it later, Vern. I'm very busy now.
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Yeah, I know you are. I'm getting account switched, huh?
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Are you getting ideas?
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I don't have to get them. They're around anyhow.
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You know what's happening to Cole, don't you?
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Look here, you're threatening me.
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Just telling you to do as you're told.
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I have so far.
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We'll keep on that way and we'll get along.
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Cole wanted 10 for 10.
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Now, hold on, Ryan. You were smart enough to play along with me. It wouldn't be wise to get any smart notions at this stage of the game. You might find yourself out in the cold.
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I was only convinced.
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Thanks. I'll do the suggestion. Good night.
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I thought perhaps I could help you. You have.
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So is Monk by taking care of you.
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Switching bank Accounts and safe deposit forms. Don't get me wrong.
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There's no need for that. I made one error when I left cold in on my methods. I'm not making that same mistake twice. You played ball, that's all.
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Understand? Nice. There it goes, big shot. Might as well go inside. Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe I should have saved this Coal. There might be more money in it.
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Why not? Ryan.
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Who said that? Who are you? How did you.
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Never mind that door. Robertson's gone.
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That Matthew. You're the Green Hornet.
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Robertson called you smart.
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I wonder how did you get in?
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The window on the side.
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You heard us talking.
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I know about Monk and about Cole.
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You're the Hornet. You're a friend of Monk.
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Yeah.
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Monk's a crook, but he never mentioned you.
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Most people don't like to.
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What do you want?
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Well, I lose a chance to grab off some cash. Ryan.
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I don't know what you mean.
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No? What was in your mind when Robertson gave you the brush? You're after a cut, aren't you? Well, why not? Where's Cole now? I don't know. Here's your head. We tell. Now Robertson's ruined.
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I don't know.
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You can hold him up for plenty. Robert Pay. He'll ask you to keep you quiet.
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I wasn't there.
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He thinks not. You think he might play if he knows the Green Hornets with him. There it is. Come on. Where's Cole? Where is he? Where is he? Hey, Ton.
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Hey to her.
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Yes, Ms. Rip. Ms. Ryan told me where Coal is. How she thinks the Green Hornet is going to help her hold Robertson up for a pail. I told her to keep her mouth shut until she hears from me. Say, tomorrow night. Will she do that in France? I think she will if there's something in it for her. Got the black beauty headed out Highway Number 6. A crook named Monk is holding coal out there. I'll tell you where to turn off. You're going to pay. Not this time. We're just going to look it over. So we'll know the quickest way to get there later on. For future reference, Cato, Look. M. Yeah, that's the place. The farmhouse. That's alive. No, don't get any closer. Cato, are you sure you remember how to get here in a hurry from the city? Yes, sir. Good enough. Turn here, Cato. We'll head back to the city. And tomorrow night we'll put Robertson in a spot. He won't. Life.
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There is.
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Where was that last night? Last night, actually. Well, why? I was looking all over for you. I couldn't find you no place. Oh, that's too bad. Actually I. I was out. Reed, I've been keeping something a secret from you. No. When your old man hired me off the forest to act as your bodyguard. He said I was the stick with you when you went out gallivating the night. Yeah. It seems to me you slept up lately. Last night, for example. That's what I'm getting at. I'm trying to be a reporter instead of a bodyguard. That's why he went upstairs to talk with that rainbow last night. Golly, Reed. When I got close to a place. Did you talk to her? No, cuz I seen something. You? It was the car of the Green Harlot. Why haven't you mentioned this before? On account of why he wasn't suing me. You see, I only caught a near the dame post. I didn't want flower your case. Whether you're sure or not, Oxford, you should have reported it. Now get over to the Sentinel. You think so? Now tell Gunnigan about it. Super and snack Street. That's what I've been waiting for. Your okay. You have my okay. And actually you might call up Ms. Ryan. Who? And the phone from the Sentinel here, a former detective asked you some questions about the Green Hornet. Pointed questions. Good. Slavery. Golly, I'm a nasty potter salad. Cato. Axel almost spotted us last night, Cato. They came very close to being identified. Yes. Fortunately, Axra didn't get a good look at the black beauty or us. What do we do? We start moving, Cato. We're going to make two phone calls. One to the Daily Sentinel, the other to Mr. Ryan from here. Now we'll make the run outside phone as the Green Hornet. I got the mask and gun. We're moving out in the black Beauty. Behind a secret panel in Brick Reed's apartment. A narrow passage within the wall of the apartment house connected directly with an adjoining building, supposedly abandoned. This building was in reality the hiding place of the sleek superpowered black beauty. Car of the Green Hornet. You take the wheel, Cato. How's the gas and oil? And the tires? Did you check the car after we returned here last night?
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Yes, sir.
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All right, step on it. We're stopping for those phone calls. And then we're heading for the farmhouse where Cole is held captive. The black beauty must get us there before those who get a phone call from the Green Hornet.
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Hello?
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Hello. I want to talk to Ms. Ryan. This is Michael Axford, star reporter of the daily sitting newspaper.
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I have nothing to say.
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He wants to know about the Green Harlot. The what? What was he doing at your place last night?
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That is it. Action.
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Hey, as. Come on, we're traveling. See? I'm reading the phone. Loudly. Never mind the phone. Gunnigan just got a tip on the Green Hornet. Pulls out at a farmhouse on Highway Number 6 about 25 miles out.
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Darn it.
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Got him. Will you put that phone down and call. Holy crap. Ryan.
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Ms. Ryan.
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What's that?
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She ain't there.
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She hung up, you SAP. Were you talking to the dame? That was sir. Robertson. Daddy attacked me by surprise. Loudly. She must have heard what you said.
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My old big lud.
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Why didn't you warn me? Come on. The pat's in the fire. Now we gotta beat Robertson out there or we'll never locate Cole. What are you talking about, Frank? The Sentinel knows where Cole is.
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I just heard it on the phone.
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A reporter called you?
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Yes. He wanted to know about the Green Hornet being here last night. What's that?
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The Green Hornet. Here? Why didn't you tell me this before? Holding out on me, huh? What were you planning with the Green Hornet?
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You're badly wrong. Robert.
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You little chiseling. Careful. No, you don't. I'm listening too. Take that phone and answer as I indicate. This time I want to hear.
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Hello? Robertson knows already. He's near me. So that's it.
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Trying to hold me up for dough. You in the morning. I'll take care of you later.
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Robertson.
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Save the explanations. Have that business to attend to. Coal must be removed.
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Robinson, I'm with you, honest. I was going to tell you about the horn.
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Get away from me.
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It's still time. Call up the farmhouse. Tell there's no phone there. I'm driving.
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I'll give Monk orders in person. And I don't want you alarmed. I can reach the farmhouse before those recorders get there. Listen, Monk. Robertson hasn't any right to keep me prisoner here. Look, I'll pay you down. The answer is no. I'm playing ball with Robertson, see? He comes in handy. A couple more days and you can do all the talking you want to. But right now, what's a car? Hell, pick a W. Inside. So it's you, Robertson.
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Quick.
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Close the door. Listen, Robertson, you can't do this to me. Shut up. I told you, this is kidnapping. This thug you hired to hold me. Robertson. You have a gun, Monk? A gun? Sure. That's right. Keep her trained on Coal. What are you gonna do? Now listen to me, Monk. A reporter's coming out here, you any minute from the sudden I beat them here. Reporters, huh? That's fine. I'll tell them plenty. I'm afraid not, Cole. They won't be able to talk. What are you getting at? Monk, can you use that gun without having a trice? Sure thing, Robertson. Dump the gun in the river. They'll never find it. Okay, get him in the car.
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Sure, I'll put.
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Don't shoot him. They'll have fingerprints around now. In the car. We'll dump them on the road. So you're a killer too? A Robertson? When the necessity arise. This cold? Yes.
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Now get going.
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We haven't much time. What's that? John Monet. Put it away, Robertson.
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Let me plug him.
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Monkey's got a gun. Take it. Mark, You shot him. Now listen, Hornet. It's okay. I'll make a deal with you and Ryan. Both of you. Only get Cole out of here now. Hornet. Listen, Hornet. There's a car coming. I can see the headlights. What about it? Get Cole out of here. You're telling what Monk's got. No, no, no. This is yours, Robertson. Oh, they're not going to shoot me.
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They're not scared.
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They've been jabbed. Yeah, you can tell the reporters what you please, understand. You're not going. I'm through with these brats now. Do what you like. Going on the back. Well, you can wait here for them. Don't even try to catch me. I've got a car that. Catch. This way. Come here. Help us. Holy mackerel. That tip was on the level. It's cold. Thank heavens you got here just in time. Hey, who's these monks on the floor? Robertson. He's been gagged. And this other guy, he's a hoodin named Monk. Come on, spill it, Cole. With the Hornet here. Yes, the Hornet. He gasped. Him? Robertson wanted to kill me. He was going. Don't tell me the Hornet stopped him. Yeah, it was some argument about a payoff. The Hornet was in it, all right. Hey, Cole, have you got the dope and the racket Robinson was working? All of it? Plenty. Robinson stopped me from coming to the Sentinel with it before. But he can't stop me now.
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Podcast: Harold's Old Time Radio
Host: Harolds Old Time Radio
Episode Date: May 10, 2026
This episode features an electrifying adventure of “The Green Hornet,” diving into the world of racketeering and corruption within the court system. The Green Hornet faces a new challenge after a whistleblower, Cole, attempts to expose the sleazy inner workings of a high-level shakedown scheme orchestrated by the corrupt Robertson. As Cole races to deliver his evidence to the press, danger follows in the form of double-crosses, close calls, and a web of criminal cover-ups. The Green Hornet steps in to ensure that justice is done and the truth comes out—from backroom deals to a dramatic rural showdown.
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This “Green Hornet” episode delivers a quintessential Golden Age radio blend of intrigue, swift-talking newsmen, dangerous wranglings, and masked vigilante justice. Rapid-fire dialogue, double-crosses, and the iconic gas gun mark a classic battle for truth and accountability, with sharp commentary on power and corruption.
Listeners are treated to old-time radio at its brisk, melodramatic best—perfect for fans of noir, pulpy heroics, and crackling newsroom tension.