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Play social casino void where prohibited. Visit spinquest.com for more details. The following program was specially transcribed earlier for your enjoyment at this time. Quiet, please. Quiet, please. This is the fourth of a series of unusual dramatic stories written and directed by Willis Cooper and featuring Ernest Chappell. Today's story is called the Ticket Station. I don't know where I am now. I've been wandering around for so long. I don't know where I am all by myself. Nobody seems to know me. Only thing I know for sure is one of these days I'll run into him. And then it'll all be over. I keep listening for him every place I go. I keep listening for that mingling, his shuffling footsteps and that flying voice. And I know I won't be ready for him when I do hear him. You know, you're never ready for the guy with the bad news. And he has bad news. I thought I heard something knocking at the door. Did you hear? Listen. Wait a minute. I have to be. Nobody there. Guess I'm hearing things. Don't mind me. I'm always listening for hearing. You ever do that? Well, you know that you get to hearing a lot of things. Mostly things you don't want to hear. Doc used to talk about hearing things at night. Doc was a Scotland. He used to say Scotland could hear things at night that other people couldn't. That guy could tell you stories and make your hair curl. I wish I hadn't listened to so many of them. There was a thing he used to say. I can't do that Scotch dialect. But it was about witches and warlocks. Things that gangs bump in the nick. Things that gangs bump in the nick. I got my share of him, brother. I listened for him. Jock and Ruby and me. Sitting in that room in that house on Taylor street in Chicago. Sitting there all day long with the window shades down and $22,418 there on the table. Sitting there all night long with one of us always awake with a rifle, cleaning against the winds. I wake up at 2 o' clock in the morning and be Ruby counting the money again. And the little Red glow that came in the window from the neon light across the street. Welcome to your. Shut up, will you? Oh, did I rip you up earlier? I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. Did you get any sleep in? Just for a while. No, I didn't talk. Did anybody? The lady stopped each guy about three hours ago. But he was rooting for a woman. I looked into him talking. It'll be another hot day. Time as a jock. Wake up. Movie. Yeah, we drop. I got past three minutes. No drink at all. All right. Friday. Friday. Nine. Nine. Go downstairs, Ruby, and see if the old lady's got the coffee ready. Aye, and tell her to get the papers. Yeah, have her get the papers too. Tell her to get them. Oh, I want to get out of here. Oh, certainly all. Maybe this will be the get carried away. When I leave, I want to leave for good. Go ahead, Ruby. How much longer you think that is? Not much, I hope. Well, they got Diddy in deal. You can't hold them, you know they haven't got anything on them. Ah, if I was Diddy, I'd get this feeling to you. Keep your eye out that window, I think. Better get in the way with it, honey. Yes. Oh, boy, I'm hot. What? And more we than one, laddie. Hot and more wool than one. It's a bad joke. That's a strictly no good joke. But it's true. We are hot. Hot enough. Two down a pistol. Frank Gaffney died yesterday at Tampa Hospital with a row of bullet holes across his dummies in safe room. And if Frank's Ford never find out who did it, somebody's gonna die the hard way. Time spent back in the yard for Tough Monkey's Fan. But it's a laugh. Everybody knows Dee Dee Brangis was Frank's worst enemy. Dee Dee shot off his mouth a lot of times about a mistaken undertaker bait out of Frank. Dee Dee oughtn't to drink so much. So what happens? Frank gets a roll of 45 caliber kisses across his front porch and boom. Everybody's hollering for DeeDee. Even the cops go forth. And before you can say Yoxy washed Dee Dee's in the can. Frankie toys at Luke and polishing cannons for Dee Dee when he gets out. Oh, yes, he'd get. Nobody can prove anything except he was Frank's worst enemy. Then that's bad. Especially when nobody saw Frank get embroidered. And all the time we're sitting in this room on Taylor street with the cage bell. Then nobody knows we're in town and we've got $22,418 on the table. All we gotta do is wait. Wait till the cops caught his movie Racial Illusions from Backup. We are to catch up with Beatty and give him that old Chicago farewell. We didn't even know Frank Gaston. Old lady that sells flowers. Put the big fat figures on them for us. Funny how flowers and mob killings get mixed up together in Chicago, ain't it? Remember Deanny abandoned had that flower shop across from Holy Maine. They moved him down among the two trees a long time ago. And yes, Frank Jackson got flowers anyway. You see, it's a squeeze here. If we can hold out, the baby gets paid off for something he didn't do. The rumors will be satisfied and they'll put the artillery away and figure it to be it. And we'll be in document with a generous 418 bucks. Then everybody will be happy. The guys that paid us to the job FR thank his mom and us. Where is the captain? Take this. Turn it into a banana with your bus to go. I got the. You come off the first of getting that plug right through your trapper. Taking him that door as you do. Shut the door, you jerk. Look at the circus. Let's see. Goodbye, bd. Let me see nothing of our afternoon avenue. There's a long roof of one morning. Gaffy la everywhere. Rudy. They're all back here in the new though. What? Let's Rob's friend. They're finishing up a good next week when we get out of here. Any minute. We'll wait another couple of days just to be on the safe side. Just like we don't want to take expenses. We don't have to get out of here. Shut up and let us read the papers. They'll be out soon enough. Yes, we'll count the money again. Council money again. We'll be using that money pretty soon now. Pretty sure it won't be just pieces of colored paper. It'll be money again. Money to turn into drapes in good times. Count the money, Rudy, while we read how they found Deedee Brandis under a tree in front of a jeweler's house out on the north side. And Deedee's blood was what turned him into money. We want to be. We don't want to annoy anybody. We don't want to attract any attention. The guns of the Gaffney mob talk awful loud. And while the Rubens are sure they're village cage now that bd's on his back in the cold room. We still have to remember the boys that got Their money up one crack in a Wabash Avenue cavern. It could be our turn too. So like Doc says, we're the thing of evil and the DP we got a bo well but we got to take it easy. Find yet to keep the car. You only cut the cards to see who goes first. Jack and Ruby. Ruby. Jock and I look at each other and Ruby doesn't see us. Ruby can go first. Ruby can be the eager beaver. Ruby can be the be. Well, I don't mind waiting another day or two. He'll be next to Greg all right. If he doesn't. So now it's night. We'll be counting the money for the last time. And we put it three ways and he matched the extra for dollar so it didn't come out even then it'll be one. And he fell by. It was 9 o' clock before the doctor. When it was 10 o' clock there were still people walking around. It was 11, the war night on the top of the walk back. And it was two o' clock in the morning when we opened the door and started downstairs. Wasn't very smart of a precious to figure how we put out there in that old house so long just to be sure we'd get away alive. But talking makes people talk. You sometimes. We figured you needed some air. Would be right to let a pal walk out alone. Besides, we were going over to the Garp Elk station at Paul Said street to Jock in a minute. Ruby was going to take the L there and ride out at Cicero Avenue and then grab a streetcar south of the airport. I'll get off a couple of blocks first down the airport so I can kind of catch it in case it's a little boy hanging out. There won't be anybody really when you're all set now Ruby perfectly sure I'll do another flight. 24:10 by the time you guys go in New York. You meet us at that place next Thursday afternoon. Go get lost. I never been in the airplane this year. Don't forget the name you're using either. Mr. Masterson. Mr. Everybody asking about this. We haven't been there. Tell us about that in New York, lady. The only sound in a thick sleepy night with a lump and whistle of a lake bed three miles away.