
Hayward Sanitarium 92-xx-xx (09) The Arrest
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What do you think makes the perfect snack? Hmm. It's gotta be when I'm really craving it and it's convenient. Could you be more specific? When it's cravinient. Okay. Like a freshly baked cookie made with real butter, available right down the street at a.m. p.m. Or a savory breakfast sandwich I can grab in just a second at a.m. p.m. I'm seeing a pattern here. Well, yeah, we're talking about what I crave, which is anything from AM PM what more could you want? Stop by AM PM where the snacks and drinks are perfectly craveable and convenient. That's cravenience. AM PM Too much. Good stuff. You are prompt. If nothing else, Jean, I trust you are successful in your assigned tasks. Atwater's parents and his child are secure for now in the location as per your instructions. Yes, yes. Delightful. You met with no problem in their collection? None at all. Yes, I'm sure they're just charming people, aren't they? Dr. Atwater is really quite a tragic fellow, Jean. Our dear, devoted doctor. I dare say his family life has really been a shambles. How lovely. Certainly. I would like to now be informed of your next intentions. I think it would be best to move the child and its grandparents from their current location. I will not stand for your constant second guessing, Jean. Remember your place in these matters. But you're young. Even I was a bit presumptuous at your age. No, no, Jean. You must trust that I know what our friend Richard needs most in his life. A woman's touch. No. Leave Richard's little family where they are. You are awfully confident in your ability to control this Attwater. I do not believe our master has such a low opinion of him. Know thy place. You try my patience, you insignificant wemp. Remember, I was old when you were still a puling infant. It is you who are questioning the father's judgment when you question mine. He has entrusted me with this errand. I alone am perfectly suited to deal with Richard Atwater. As you say. Get out of my sight, Jean, before I lose my patience. Very well. I bid you good evening. Yes, Father, she does bear watching. There are some areas of the human mind, and indeed of the world we live in, that were never meant for investigation. There are always those who delve into the darker worlds of knowledge. And many pay with their sanity for their interest. Some of these unfortunates are taken in by the Hayward foundation, an organization that studies paranormal experiences and their effects on humanity. It is cases such as these that are sent to a restored mansion in a Small coastal town in Maine. A center for the care and study of the insane. Since the 1920s, this place has been known as the Hayward Sanitarium Hat. Richard, now be cool. We're really joking around so much, you're gonna think you got cried at. Isn't a pancake. I know, I know. Being suspended isn't even what's bothering me. I'm numb. It's like it doesn't exist. I've been going over all the possible connection between Maria's escaping and Dermot's poisoning and Chandler's involvement. It's just. I can't figure it out. There's no connection, and it's driving me crazy. Chandler? Yeah. His death is a real tran. He missed out on a real promise and bartending career. Fraud. Jews. Carpenter. Hey, now, who's embarrassing who here? Geez, I can't take you anywhere. And what's coffee, if you recall? That's the spirit. At least you're laughing. If we're ever gonna find anything out, though, we're in the right place. Talking to Haley's little boyfriend is sure to be an enlightening experience. Well, I hope we can see him. Excuse me, Deputy. May I help you? We're here to visit a fellow y' all got in lockup. Visiting rights is limited for prisoners. Right now, given certain circumstances. Gentlemen, perhaps we could speak to Sheriff Trumbull. Well, he's sort of busy with those certain circumstances himself. Now, I'm here from the foundation, Mr. Deputy assist over here on the suit. Old ID car. Sheriff. Look, he'll be right here. Gentlemen, if you'll excuse me. Thank you. Everything man. That's right. Well, how do you do, Sheriff? Dr. Atwater and Mr. Carterman. Is that right? Mm. Well, I don't mean to be rude. As you can see, we're a bit busy here, fellas. There something I can do for you? Actually, yes. We're here to see Robert Elliot. A mighty popular fella, that Elliot there. This is official business, of course. Well, you think we're here to bring that nut case of cake or something? Of course it's official. The sanitarium is really quite upset about the whole tragedy, Sheriff. All right, boys, follow me. The distant room is a bit occupied just at present. Lawrence. Yeah. Fellas want to talk with that Elliot fella. Take them on back to the cell, will you? I got their Marcos in the visiting. You fella's gonna be back here long. I got me a heap of work to do. But I tell you what, y' all just get on with that and we'll leave you behind this out when we're all through, okay? Well, I suppose he don't look like he's in that shape to give you boys a problem. But we have to you give a shout real quick. Le. We will, I assure you, Jeff. I'll be back to check it in a bit, just in case. Bye. Bye. Robert. Robert, come out from there. Robert. It's okay. Mr. Aunt here. Is that you? Yes, it's me. How are you feeling, Robert? How you like in jail, boy? Anybody asked you out on a date yet or. Please. Just a minute. Robert, could I talk to you a little? No one's going to hurt you. You can come out from under the blanket. Robert. What did I do wrong, Dr. Atwater? Why am I here? You did kinda kill Dr. Chandler. Is that why? But I did that, right? You did that right? Did somebody tell you to kill Chandler? Why did you kill him? For Hallie, of course. I did that so that we could be together. And now we can. She loves me. She just doesn't know it yet. Well, I wouldn't be looking forward to any conjugal visits anytime soon. Hal. She's just. Just a minute, Robert. Did you give Maria Casador any assistance in her escape from her cell at the sanitarium? Why does everybody keep asking me that? Who would let her out? She's dangerous, you know. The other arteries were always so scared to trace. Robert, you're in charge of distributing medications on the maximum security wards to patients like Maria, right? You know that, doctor. So you administer Dermot o' Brien's medication, correct? They keep pretty cold in here, don't they? Robert, did you hear me? Yes. O' Brien's medication. You gave it to him personally, right? Please, Dr. Atwater. Don't. Don't ask me. Damn, it's cold in here. I can see my branches. Just stamp your feet or something, wouldn't you? Robert, I need to know about Dermot's medications. You weren't issuing the prescribed meds, were you? I won't be mad, Robert. Just tell me the truth. I can't. It's okay. Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? I'm not angry. Is there someone else you're afraid of? I just did as I was told. I didn't do anything wrong, did I? Who told you? Told you to do what? I gave him the drugs. I had to. I'm sorry, Doctor. I had to. What drugs? Not the ones I prescribed. It told me to my mind. I hand you a bag. The syringes were there and I don't know. I can't tell you. He'll kill me. Who? Robert? Who was it? Chandler? Chandler? No, I think something's going on. His damn cold and he looks weird. Who, Robert? Who gave you the psychoactive? Who told you to do it? I can't tell you. Robert. I'm all right. All right. It doesn't matter anyway. It'll all be over soon. It won't take much more for it to be complete. And it's too late to stop him now. He's too powerful to resist. It was shallow, Deputy. Now going to some kind of arrest moment. It's colder than ice. What the hell's going on here? What are you doing to him? Call an ambulance. No man needs immediate medical attention. Do it now. Damn. Call the rescue squad. Finish with these fellas here. We'll go over to the board straight away. Second doc lays them on the horn and tell them to meet us there. Bad things just sort of seem to happen when you fellas are around. You just got word from the hospital. Elliot was pronounced dead on arrival. Well, hell, he was deader than dirt in that cell. Richard was trying to revive him. Yes. Well, you say he just up and had some kind of a fit, was it? He just began convulsing. Most violent convulsions I've ever seen in my whole career. Unnaturally valid, yes. Aye. And you naturally did everything you could to help her until the ents arrived. Talking to him about Chancellor's murder, you were. You say that during your conversation with him, he didn't seem unusually agitated? He was as nervous as a flying a hot plate in there, Sheriff. But if you're implying that we had anything to do. Are you suggesting that we killed him? I was trying to save him. I'm a doctor, for Christ's sake. Hold there now, Dr. Atwater. I'm not implying anything, gentlemen, but I'm not going to sugarcoat it either. It doesn't seem to look real good from where I'm sitting. This fella just up and dying with you two in his cell unsupervised at all the FBI and all them types got a forensics team in there right now. We'll know more when they are through and the autopsy is complete. But for now, I suggest you fellas make sure you keep yourselves available. If you take my meaning. So we're free to go? I got your statements here. That's all I need for now. You should be expecting to hear from me, though. Come on, Richard. You got it. Bonus. Bonus, huh? Ready to Go over to morgue. Yeah, I think we better start keeping a closer eye on those two. They're all tight lipped and I don't like it. Get a man out of them and see if we can't dig up a little more personal information than this stuff here. I'm going to look in on the circus in the cell real quick and I'll meet you in the. In the Cruise, Sam. Interesting, Dr. Hauptman. And very puzzling. How long has he been like this? He began descending into catatonia nearly four days ago. Malcolm? It seemed mild enough at that time, but there was no response to any normal stimulants. I put him under observation two days ago and started the IV yesterday. Still the regression continues and his physical state worsens at an ever increasing rate. Still no response. Any ideas on what could have triggered his withdrawal? None as yet. I am afraid this does not reflect well at all on the abilities and judgment of Dr. Atwater. Richard O' Brien's physical condition was stable, at least. Well, he was under Richard's care and he was communicative. Has your review of this case led you to think that Atwater was incompetent or worse? The case history is a difficult tangle to interpret, Malcolm. And Dr. Chandler's death leaves his accusation of misconduct against Atwater completely unresolved. Here, look. These charts include the most recent tests. Just looking here, his state appears to have worsened after George took over. It seems natural to suspect that there was some sort of foul play with Robert. Have you been able to speak with him? No. Unfortunately, I will not be able to either. Mr. Elliot passed away this morning in his cell with Dr. Atwater in attendance. Read. Yes. Here we have the Limu emu in its natural habitat helping people customize their car insurance and save hundreds with Liberty Mutual. Fascinating. It's accompanied by his natural ally, Doug Limu. Is that guy with the binoculars watching us? Cut the camera. They see us. Only pay for what you need@libertymutual.com Liberty. Liberty. Liberty. Liberty. Satan's Ferry and written by Libby Mutual Insurance Company and affiliates. Excludes Massachusetts. Very troubling. I don't know what to think. But I must concern myself first and foremost with the effects of these drugs and substances on Mr. O', Brien, not with who administered them. I cannot afford to wait and see if these mild treatments will eventually bring him around. I fear I may have to resort to more drastic measures. Don't think that aggressive chemical therapy will counteract this regression in time. I am considering electroshock. Actually. It seems rather Extreme, Doctor. The situation is rather extreme. There isn't a lot of leeway in a course of treatment like this. It might be adversely effective. If you do not act swiftly, he will become a hopeless catatonic regardless. I don't see that I have much choice. Unless you consider surgical options, Doctor, the ultimate decision is yours. Of course, if you really fear that his condition is so critical. Something will have to be done. Whoever is responsible. Aye. I can hardly believe that a man in our profession would do such a thing. I now sever the aorta. There. The heart weighs 241.06 grams. Sorry I'm late, Doc. I'm sorry. I don't have much time either. You wouldn't believe the crowd I got down there at the station. I thought you'd send them all here. All these photographers are making me feel like a model. So what can you tell me? Well, not a lot, Pete. Damnest thing I've ever seen. This one. He seems to be in pretty fair health. And I don't see any nervous disorder in his past history that explained a seizure of this magnitude. Look here. He's bruised himself here and here from thrashing around. These bruises are from the CPR sensure. The cause of death? I wouldn't say that for certain, but I'm not sure what else we've got here. So no. No history. What induced it? Any needle marks? No, it wasn't injected with anything. And the stomach is clean, too. The one thing that gets me, Pete, is this here. What am I looking at here, Doc? Now, Pete, take a look here and here and here. You see this sort of ashen colored tissue all down in here? Yeah. Well, it doesn't make any sense, but I'd have to say that it looks like frostbite. Frostbite? What the hell could cause that? Search me. Sheriff, I hate to interrupt, but I got that Atwater information you wanted. You're not going to believe this. Oh, yeah? Atwater has been suspended from duty at the sanitarium on ethical charges brought up by the late Dr. Chandler. Something about using the legal drugs and such. You're wrong, Morris. I do believe it. Official business. Almost sounds like grounds for motive and intent to me. And when you come right down to it, there should have been a lot of trouble around here since Dr. Atwater arrived. You want him picked up? Oh, yes, Morris, pick him up. Pick him up. Yeah. Thanks, Hallie. All right, bye. Well, what Haley have to say? Well, she spoke with McLeod who said that Dermot's really relapsed. In my absence to a critical point. Haltman is playing planning electroshock treatments as a last ditch effort. We've got to get him out of there. Justin. He's got all the answers to all of this in his head. We just have to piece him together. You mean bust him out of that? Now how are we gonna do that? I don't know. We'll have to figure something out. Perhaps some sort of diversion. Divert Richard. The place is crawling with the law, the FBI, the doc. Hell, it's worse than Alphabet soup. I know, but we can't wait. Whoever was manipulating Robert into switching German's medication is still a threat. You heard Robert in that cell. An electric shock. Hell, it's barbaric enough, but if someone tampers with that equipment, he could end up toast or an overcooked vegetable. Either way, we can't let that happen. No. Speaking of vegetables and toast and soup and whatnot. I can't think on this empty stomach anymore. I'm gonna fix me and po Boy. You wanna split it? Yeah, actually, that sounds great. I haven't eaten that thing. As I see it, we got a major problem already, Richard. What's that? You don't have any hot sauce? Chef's gent. Seriously though, one of the sheriff's boys has been sitting out in some kind of unmarked police car down the street there. I can see from here. What? Keep down Richard. His father been there since this morning. Great. I can't believe they suspect us of Robert's murder. You know, I got the chilling feeling in there that someone shut him up on Parker Slack. Was that like any you had ever seen? No. You know, his eyes were all icy and creepy. It's almost like. I know, I know. Robert's episode is awfully hard to rationalize. Well, honestly, I don't think anyone's gonna miss good old Robert. But we are in a little deep now. People are dying. Don't you? We don't have a choice, Justin. Whatever's going on at the sanitarium is just a symptom of us. Something bigger. I'm sure it's nothing. Good. I'll go up all my folks. I should be in Boston with Dr. Wakefield by now. Well, that's good. But not with your mouth full. All right. Mr. Mannings. Mr. Darn Good Stand my damn right. Richard. I'll be right back. Okay. Deputy Morris. Right. What can I do for you? Dr. Atwater, I've got a warrant for your arrest. Just turn around slowly and face the wall. Okay. What's the charge? I'm being charged in connection with the death of Robert Elliot. I. Put your left hand behind your back. Where's that car, my fellow? Right here behind you, Barney. Fire. Just a minute. All right, don't make no sudden move. Damn. You know, I've always wanted to say that. All right, now turn around real slow and keep them hands up high. Come on. All right, all right. Where'd you get that pistol? Oh, hell. This is my little squirrel gun. You know, you shouldn't have slammed your car door, Deputy. And you should have parked out of sight. You're making a big mistake, Carlin. This house is under surveillance. You want me to get out the driveway? I don't think so. I had me a good look out the windows just now. But in case I'm wrong, we're gonna play hostage. Hostage? Yeah. I make a good criminal, don't I, Richard? All right, drop them cuffs and move into the center of the room. I'm not joking. Now, nice and slow. Pick up them cuffs, Richard. All right, now, Jeffy, you just lay down on your stomach and put your hands behind your back. You know how it goes. Okay. Okay. All right, now, save it for the car trip. Get down. I said couple, Richard. Okay, stay on that side. You're blocking my shot. Right. Got it. There. All right, back away. Back away. All right, take his gun belt. Just in case he got any of them nasty toys like mace or anything. All right. All right, Richard, grab his pistol and ammo and get whatever else you need. And hurry up. All right? Okay, I got it. You ready? Yeah. Yeah. All right. Open the door. Step aside. All right, Deputy Dog, let's go. Come on. Bonnie Foghill is going to lead the way. Justin, you're crazy. Hope Deputy Morris is going to be okay. Will you relax, Richard? Geez, he'll squirm out all of that in a little while. How can you be so sure? We probably didn't need to use a whole roll of duct tape. Yeah, we did, let me tell you. Although we could have picked a bigger tree. Well, hell, he'll still have to hike about 12 miles to that little old stop and go store. And with a little luck, we might have a few hours stock. Now, we need to get us a new ride and ditch this breadcrumb. Breadcrumb? This car of yours. Did you ever read Hansel and Gretel? No. We gotta make them think we're headed somewhere else. Gee, sometimes I think you had a deprived childhood, Richard. Okay, okay. Let's see. Hey, Gordon Fox is out of town. That's right. He Took the train down to Boston for the conference. And he lives close to the station. He probably left his car parked at home. Not bad, Richard. Not bad. You're catching on to all of this. Someday you'll make a fine criminal. Thanks. I think. Here you go. Why do I need a gun? Well, I haven't figured that out just yet. But when the time comes, I'll let you know. Why do you run? Your end is inevitable. Acceptance. The experience will be real, Brian. Really unpredictable. Retiring to the home of your child. People see that you learn the true value using courses as markers. Each death proving the rightness of your cause. Did you quit because it sicken you? Or do you find yourself self enjoying it too much? We are not so different, you and I. You have nowhere to answer. Charming. Face me do this. This is not the end. That's the end. My dream. My rul. You have been committed to Hayward Sanitarium. Written by Matthew Baco and David Johnson Episode 9 directed by Kevin Swan Produced by Richard Fish Associate producer Ron Keith. Sound design by John Weber. Engineering and foley team led by John Weber, including Richard Fish, Steve Johnson, Tony Brewer, Ron Keith and Jason Cole. Featuring Mike Kelleher, Mike Sherman, Richard Fish, Kevin Swan, Tom Holicking, Diane Condrat, John Ballmer, Joel Marsh and Spirit on Strategos. Musical assistance by Ron Keith and Steve Johnson. Studio facilities provided by Lodestone Productions and studio voice copyright 1997. Hayward Sanitarium is made possible by grants from Lodestone Productions, the Bloomington Area Arts Council and the generosity of its cast and crew. Hayward Sanitarium is a last minute production. Tapes of Hayward Sanitarium are available by calling 1-800-411-MIND. That's 1-800-411-M I N D.
Episode Title: Hayward Sanitarium 92-xx-xx (09) The Arrest
Release Date: October 12, 2025
Host: Harolds Old Time Radio
This episode revisits the world of Hayward Sanitarium, a serial homage to the eerie, atmospheric radio dramas of the golden age. In this ninth installment, “The Arrest,” tensions mount around a string of suspicious deaths, medical intrigue, and an increasing police presence. The episode follows Dr. Atwater and his associates as they attempt to untangle the webs of conspiracy, all while facing suspicion themselves. The episode climaxes with a dramatic arrest, an escape, and further hints at sinister forces at the heart of the sanitarium.
“I just did as I was told. I didn't do anything wrong, did I?” (Robert Elliot, 18:40)
Captures the theme of manipulated subordinates caught in greater machinations.
“It doesn't matter anyway. It'll all be over soon. It's too late to stop him now. He's too powerful to resist.” (Robert Elliot, 20:50)
Signals supernatural or cultic undertones.
“I'd have to say that it looks like frostbite.” (Coroner, 29:40)
The inexplicable forensic detail that deepens the mystery.
"You want him picked up? Oh, yes, Morris, pick him up. Pick him up." (Sheriff, 32:15)
Marks the shift to Dr. Atwater becoming a fugitive.
"We're gonna play hostage. Hostage? Yeah, I make a good criminal, don't I, Richard?" (Carterman, 35:20)
The dramatic and darkly comic turn from medical mystery to manhunt.
The atmosphere is grim, psychological, and filled with the shadowy intrigue characteristic of old-time radio horror and crime dramas. Dialogue often swings between sardonic humor and heavy, existential dread. Characters are vivid, with colorful local law enforcement and desperate, world-weary medical staff pushing the narrative toward its troubling climax.
This episode is perfect for fans of complex, character-driven mysteries with supernatural hints and noir sensibilities. It deftly replicates the experience of 1940s radio drama, complete with crackling tension, ambiguous morality, and dialogue-heavy storytelling. Even if you’re new to the series, the core conflicts—mistrust, madness, and mounting pressure—are compelling and clear.
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