Walk Softly, Peter Troy 63-12-31 (04) The Vulnerable Vixen

Summary

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Harold's Old Time Radio: "Walk Softly, Peter Troy – The Vulnerable Vixen"

Original Broadcast: December 31, 1963 | Podcast Release: September 15, 2025
Host: Harolds Old Time Radio

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Episode Overview

This episode features a classic detective radio drama, Walk Softly, Peter Troy: The Vulnerable Vixen. Private investigator Peter Troy finds himself embroiled in a violent protection racket in London, masterminded by a dangerous and enigmatic American woman named Shane. As Troy is coerced into the mob's schemes, intrigue and peril mount—not least when his secretary Julie becomes a pawn in Shane's ruthless game.

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Key Discussion Points & Story Breakdown

1. Setting the Stage: Racket in London

• Peter Troy introduces his world: "Being a private investigator means two things. You can be sure you'll run into trouble and you can never be sure you'll get out of it." (00:42)
• London is plagued with violent protection rackets, echoing the worst days of gangster-run Chicago.
• Eight high-end stores had their windows shot up in a month's time.

2. The Villainous Vixen—Shane

• Shane is characterized as "a wispy brunette, as deadly as she's beautiful, with a fondness for fast cars and rhythm...like the staccato beat of a Tommy Gun." (00:42)
• She orchestrates the violence, demonstrating both ambition and ruthlessness.
  • "Since I arrived in from the State, we've netted over £20,000...this place is wide open for us." — Shane (02:27)
• Shane's philosophy: The British believe "it can never happen here and now. Well, it has happened now and I made it happen." (02:53)

3. Troy Recruited by Police

• Detective Inspector Caswell unofficially enlists Troy's help to solve the case, acknowledging Troy’s ability to move where the police cannot.
  • "You can go places denied to policemen...make inquiries unhampered by formalities and red tape." — Caswell (04:53)
• Clues point to a trigger man, Rick Vendone, but the authorities want the brains—Shane.

4. Danger and Double-Crossing

• Troy feigns allegiance to Rick and Shane, suggesting he could feed false information to police (11:12).
• Troy is captured, blindfolded, and nearly executed in the country for snooping.
  • "You can't shake them. I'm gonna put a blindfold over your eyes... Get moving, Troy." — Rick (13:09)
  • Shane ultimately stops Rick, making clear the threat was real: "We played out that little scene to remind you of your obligations. If we play it again, we play it to the end." (16:20)

5. Personal Stakes: Julie Taken Hostage

• Shane takes out "insurance" on Troy's loyalty: his secretary Julie is kidnapped.
  • "She's my guest...She stays that way for just as long as you play ball with us. You don't and she goes first." — Shane (16:40)

6. Deeper into the Racket

• Troy reports his findings to Caswell: Shane is the boss, she's American, "as deadly as arsenic" (17:00s).
• Shane coerces Troy into carrying out an attack with a Tommy Gun himself, as "initiation" (18:09).
• Shane hints at her criminal pedigree—her late husband was Benny Donahue, executed in the U.S. for racketeering.
  • "He sat down in an armchair and some guy pulled a switch. The hot seat in the state penitentiary." — Shane (19:40)

7. Breaking the Case: The Real Estate Clue

• Police discover Donahue invested his racket earnings in English real estate. A vacant house outside London is pinpointed as the likely location where Julie is held (22:16).

8. Climactic Confrontation & Rescue

• Troy confronts Shane, leading to a tense standoff with Rick. Police arrive just in time, neutralizing the gang and rescuing Julie.
  • "Not too fast, Shane. The gun jumped into his hand before I could get to him. You hear that? I told you the police were outside." — Peter Troy (24:14)

9. Resolution & Aftermath

• Julie teases Troy about his time with Shane, and the episode closes with characteristic banter:
  • "Do I get a bonus, boss?" — Julie
  • "Name it." — Peter Troy
  • "A bottle of Spirelli's Touch of Paradise. That's what Shane wears, isn't it?" — Julie (24:53)
• "You talk too much...It's so much nicer when you walk softly, Peter Troy." — Julie (25:07)

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Notable Quotes & Memorable Moments

• On Shane's approach:

  • "In my business, women usually spell trouble. In this case with a capital T—for Tommy Gun." — Peter Troy (00:42)

• Shane’s confidence:

  • "Tradition, pomp, respectability. This place is wide open for us. In a word, because the Britisher always goes along with the idea that it can never happen here and now." — Shane (02:53)

• On criminal enterprise:

  • "A protection rat works just as well here as anywhere. The only thing is it's never been really organized before, that's all." — Shane (02:06)

• On the dangers of trust:

  • "He was good to me. Unfortunately, he made the whole one mistake...He trusted someone. He didn't take out insurance policies." — Shane (19:51)

• Troy’s ironic heroism:

  • "I played around with one [a Tommy Gun] in Korea." — Peter Troy (18:00)

• Climactic standoff:

  • "I told you the police were outside. Well, I guess that just about does it, Julie." — Peter Troy (24:40)

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Timestamps for Key Segments

• [00:42] — Peter Troy's intro and setup, women and trouble
• [02:27] — Shane's ambition laid bare
• [04:53] — Caswell offers Troy the case
• [13:09] — Troy kidnapped and threatened
• [16:20] — Shane’s chilling warning
• [16:40] — Julie is taken hostage
• [17:00] — Troy reports Shane is the boss
• [18:09] — Forced to carry out an attack
• [19:40] — Shane's crime family backstory
• [22:16] — Police connect property to kidnapping
• [24:14] — Final confrontation, police arrive
• [24:53] — Julie’s bonus request; closing banter

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Conclusion

This fast-paced radio yarn brings vintage noir to the airwaves, anchoring classic detective tropes with sharp dialogue, femme fatale energy, and a tightly coiled plot. Peter Troy operates in the gray areas between the law and criminal underworld, ultimately outwitting an American mobster queen in swinging London—while never losing his wry sense of humor (or his secretary’s sharp tongue). For fans of Golden Age radio, it's a textbook example of style and suspense.

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Transcript

[Interviewer]

What do you think makes the perfect snack?

[Snack Enthusiast]

Hmm, it's gotta be when I'm really craving it and it's convenient.

[Interviewer]

Could you be more specific?

[Snack Enthusiast]

When it's cravenient.

[Interviewer]

Okay.

[Snack Enthusiast]

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.

[Interviewer]

I'm seeing a pattern here.

[Snack Enthusiast]

Well, yeah, we're talking about what I.

[Interviewer]

Crave, which is anything from AM PM.

[Snack Enthusiast]

What more could you want?

[AM PM Announcer]

Stop by AM PM where the snacks and drinks are perfectly craveable and convenient. That's cravenience. AM PM Too much good stuff.

[Peter Troy]

Being a private investigator means two things. You can be sure you'll run into trouble and you can never be sure you get out of it. Well, there's not much you can do about it, I guess. Except like Julie always says, walks up me, Peter Troy. And now Peter Troy investigates the vulnerable vixen. Women are wonderful. And in my business they usually spell trouble. In this case with a capital T for Tommy Gun. It all started with a girl named Shane. Unusual. Yeah, Besides the girl, a wispy brunette as deadly as he's beautiful. With a fondness for fast cars and rhythm. Rhythm with a beat. A staccato beat. Like this.

[Shane]

Hal, get down through the Ketley News and into Knightsbridge. No one saw us. The street was empty. Lose the car in the late night traffic.

[Peter Troy]

What up, Jane? Are you crazy? We should be heading out of town.

[Shane]

Rick, please remember I'm running this outfit, will you?

[Peter Troy]

Yeah, if you not careful, you'll run us right into Dartmoor. Look, this isn't Chicago, this is London town. And a protection rat works just as.

[Shane]

Well here as anywhere. The only thing is it's never been really organized before, that's all.

[Peter Troy]

Yeah, but submachine guns.

[Shane]

So far we've only used them to break windows. Generally scare up the shopkeepers, haven't we?

[Peter Troy]

Sure, but one of those flying bullets only has to hit someone.

[Shane]

And the man pulling the trigger is facing a murder act.

[Peter Troy]

The man being used on your orders.

[Shane]

Who's to know that?

[Peter Troy]

A shame.

[Shane]

Now look, since I arrived in from the state, we've netted over £20,000. More than $40,000 in real money. That's in just over a month's operation.

[Peter Troy]

Are you complaining you don't know about the police here?

[Shane]

They don't scare me. You send them back home, we can look after them here.

[Peter Troy]

We're coming in. They don't.

[Shane]

Okay, Hal, slow down. Find some place to park and we Ditch the car, all that. You know, something rich. I like it. Has elegance. You know what I mean. Tradition, pomp, respectability. This place is wide open for us. In a word, because the Britisher always goes along with the idea that it can never happen here and now. Well, it has happened now and I made it happen. And these folk are going to have to like it or lump it.

[Peter Troy]

You're a bit rich for my bloodshed.

[Shane]

Oh, you worry too much. Now be a good boy and dismantle that tommy gun and pack the cards. In that case, work's finished for the day, so you can take me down to the Morocco for a drink.

[Peter Troy]

Of course, no one knew that the wispy five foot brunette had anything to do with the sudden outbreak of violence. The city. This looked like Chicago. Days of prohibition all over again in a month. Eight large stores. Not just small time shopkeepers, mind you had their show windows smashed by a hail of tommy gun bullets. Yeah, there's something very unpleasant about the whine and clatter of a burst of machine gun fire. It's intimidating, to say the least. You get to thinking, if it can make that much of a mess to window and shop fittings, what's it going to do to you anyways? Speeding cars dashing through darkened streets and bullets in the night were far from my thoughts. On a certain spring morning just recently, I had other things in my mind. Things like money. Business had been kind of slow lately and those bills were piling up.

[Shane]

Keith, you have a visitor.

[Peter Troy]

I've gone to China. I've set up shop in Sioux. I am, but definitely not at home, Julie, to a client with money.

[Shane]

Well, I don't know whether this one has money or not. Friend of yours? Detective Inspector Caswell of New Scotland Yard.

[Peter Troy]

Oh no, he's getting to be more of a menace than melon bee. Well, don't worry, Troy. Your creditors haven't set Scotland Yard on you. All right, have I? Sit down. Yeah, if you insist.

[Shane]

Oh, don't worry, Inspector. He always looks like that first thing in the morning.

[Peter Troy]

First thing in the morning? It's after 11:30. You live your life, I live mine. Part of your daily routine include reading the newspapers. So what's Dick Tracy up till this morning? Ah, this. Yes, that. Large areas of plate glass windows were smashed by machine gun bullets last night when mobsters shut up a luxury store in West Kensington. You know, this sort of trouble is foreign to London, Peter. Well now it isn't. Anyway. Why come to me, Murray? Well, we have to wipe this thing out before it gets Any bigger? I hope you're using the royal plural. This is a police headache. Yes, yes, that's true, but sometimes we can use a little help. Oh no, wait a minute. And if Scotland Yard knew I was coming to you, I'd get kicked out of the force before you could say, Julia, don't tempt me. Anyway, what sort of help you think I can give? We can't fight this outbreak by using the rule book. We've tried, but it doesn't work. So two unconventional methods have to be used. Such as? There's no one in London who operates in a more unconventional way than you. So far as I'm aware, anyways. Is that a backhanded compliment? Let's put it this way, Troy. You can go places denied to policemen. You can make inquiries unhampered by formalities and red tape. I'm listening. Well, I've been assigned to this case. And? And I want you in on it in an unofficial capacity. Oh, wait a minute, Inspector. That doesn't sound very profitable. The police can't make bargains, you know that. But I'll. I'll tell you this, Peter. Help me to land this mob and I'll make sure that an expense fund is made available to you. Well, my landlord will be pleased about that. Okay. What have you got so far in this business? Well, now, the racket follows classical Chicago lines, you know, protection. Shopkeepers and store owners either pay up or the Tommy Gunner pays them a visit. Yes, Any names? They always steal a car to do the job, then they dump it. Well, this time it was spotted. We found it abandoned in Knightsbridge. Yeah, the fingerprint boys have dusted every inch of it. The scientific lab have been over it to him. Did they come up with anything? No, they didn't. Everyone must have been using gloves. Well, the legal owner of the car is Prince. All Everett, of course, but there was one complete set which has given us pretty healthy sort of the crew. Just one set, mind you. May belong to Rick Vendone. At some stage he must have taken his gloves off. Vendone? One of the boys that gave Chicago a bad name. Monsieur, why don't you haul him in? Because he's a trigger man, not a brain. We want the person behind this business, Rick Van Don. Just a two bit hoodlum, but at least he's a lead. Not that we can do anything about it. If we investigate him, he'll scare off the big fish. Right. I've got the picture then, Dan. Sure. I owe you a favor. Thanks, Peter. Now, any ideas? One. It's as unconventional as a beat mix tea party. And I'll tell you something else, Maureen. You're not going to like this idea at all. Yeah, I know you, Troy. You're a snooper. I don't like snoopers. I'll just bet you don't. And don't Look, I got no business with you. Roll on out, will you? I got a date. Now, in particular, what sort of company my girlfriend finds me in. Is she a music lover, Rick? Come again? Well, let she go for the staccato beat. You know, like the ragged rhythm of the Thompson submachine gun machine. I don't know what you're talking about. Talking about the.37 bullets they picked up at the West Kensington store the other night, buddy. The ones that got to do with me? I wouldn't have any idea except that the law seems anxious to tie in with Cape. Now, wait a minute. Relax. Nowhere near making an arrest yet. And what in place is he? Just found a couple of prints and a stolen car. That's all gone. Look around. Not even being shadow. Well, how come you know all this, Troy? Oh, I tell you. I got a visitor of my Chelsea office this morning. Like what? Like Detective Inspector Caswell of Scotland Yard. He's been assigned to the West Kensington case. So what? I'm not interested. Oh, well, you ought to be. That's why I'm here. See, Caswell wants me in on the case. Well, I said I would be in it, but the police don't pay very well, Rick. Yeah, that's right. I hear they gotta set feet for stool pigeon. And it's peanuts. You're reading me now? Loud and clear. Tell me more. Oh, little elves too. Tell I've got financial worries. Police payoff isn't going to lighten them any either. Yeah, I just thought I might be able to make something on the side. Doing what? Well, making like I'm working in with Scotland Yard. But reality, my loyalty's it be with you, Rick. That's a very simple scheme. It could pay you big dividends. Look, I feel in phony information lead him off the track. At the same time I relay the movements of the case to you. Interested? You tell me this, Troy. How did the cops tie me in with his business? And you all wore gloves, right? Okay, but a Thompson's a tricky piece of machinery. Some stage you had to take off your gloves to handle it. And then, Ricky boy, you got careless. You put your bare hand on the sill of the car window. How am I doing? Oh, it's Right. Don't turn around. Taking the night, Airwick. Put your hands behind your back. Snooper. Regulation handcuffs. You can't shake them. I'm gonna put a blindfold over your eyes. No fear. All right, now turn around. Walk. You always go around. There's a car right in front of you. Now get in. Yeah. Okay, let's get moving. Something wrong, Troy? That's a really cute after shave lotion you're using, Rick. Troy, I told you to pipe down. Spatch of paradise. Eighteen guineas an ounce. I bet you the brunette. Ah, the girlfriend. Rick the music lover.

[Shane]

I like this one. He's cute.

[Peter Troy]

Thanks. You sound cute too. You smell it? Cute.

[Interviewer]

What do you think makes the perfect snack?

[Snack Enthusiast]

Hmm, it's gotta be when I'm really craving it and it's convenient.

[Interviewer]

Could you be more specific?

[Snack Enthusiast]

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.

[Interviewer]

I'm seeing a pattern here.

[Snack Enthusiast]

Well yeah, we're talking about what I.

[Interviewer]

Crave, which is anything from am, pm.

[Snack Enthusiast]

What more could you want?

[AM PM Announcer]

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[Peter Troy]

Uh, limu is that guy with the binoculars watching us?

[AM PM Announcer]

Cut the camera. They see us.

[Peter Troy]

Only pay for what you need@liberty mutual.com. liberty Liberty. Liberty. Liberty Savings. Very underwritten by Liberty Mutual Insurance Company affiliates. Excludes Massachusetts. So you mind if I ask a question?

[Shane]

What is it?

[Peter Troy]

Where are we going?

[Shane]

The country. It's so peaceful out there.

[Peter Troy]

Like a grave. I guess this is the end of the line, huh?

[Shane]

Correct, Mr. Troy.

[Peter Troy]

Out.

[Shane]

Now listen, do like the man said, Mr. Troy. It makes it so much easier.

[Peter Troy]

Makes what so much easier? You'll find out. Get moving, Troy.

[Shane]

Bye Mr. Troy. Nice meeting you.

[Peter Troy]

I never even got to see your big brown eyes.

[Shane]

You were right about me being a Burnett.

[Peter Troy]

All right, Troy. This is far enough. Curtains. Uh huh. Too bad we got no closing music Troy. Now Rick Van do may not have been strong on brains, but the killer instead think he had an ample supply. I stood there helpless, blindfolded and handcuffed. I heard the hammer on Rick's gun being eased back. I bet you never thought it would end like this, huh? Troy. Out here, away from the city lights, no one to watch you go out in a blaze of glory. Get on with it, Rick. You're wasting time. So what? We got all the time in the world. I'd just like to know why, that's all. Because the lady wants it that way. If I said anything nice about her, I take it all back. How do you feel, Troy? How would you feel?

[Shane]

All right, Rick.

[Peter Troy]

Now what? Close shave, huh? Oh, still, while I get these bracelets off ya. But I don't get it. Yeah, that's right. You don't get it this time. Okay, you can take off the blindfold. What was all that about?

[Shane]

I want you to remember that little scene, Mr. Troy.

[Peter Troy]

I'm never likely to be. Get it, lady?

[Shane]

I want you to remember it anytime you get ideas about playing in double cross.

[Peter Troy]

Oh, I see.

[Shane]

As a matter of fact, your proposition interested me. An inside man at the Scotland Yard. It opens up unlimited possibilities. If I know how the cops are working, then I can keep just one step ahead, can I? You American, Mr. Troy?

[Peter Troy]

Canadian.

[Shane]

Montreal, from back home in the States. When an operation of this size is organized, you make sure you've covered yourself with the police. However, I'm told you can't buy them off here in London. So we do the next best thing.

[Peter Troy]

I mean, feed some phony information, too.

[Shane]

Yeah, keeps them guessing. My name's Shane, Mr. Troy. I like a first name basis with my boys.

[Peter Troy]

Oh, that's democratic, Shane. I'm Peter.

[Shane]

I like you, Peter. You play things square with me and you're never going to be worried about your creditors.

[Peter Troy]

Well, that's nice.

[Shane]

Naturally, I have to have some insurance. We played out that little scene to remind you of your obligations. If we play it again, we play it to the end.

[Peter Troy]

You won't have to.

[Shane]

Well, I have to be sure, you know. And I always take out two sets of insurance policies.

[Peter Troy]

Two?

[Shane]

That's right. Your curvy little redheaded secretary.

[Peter Troy]

Julie. What about her?

[Shane]

She's my guest.

[Peter Troy]

Peter, now you listen.

[Shane]

She's perfectly safe. And she stays that way for just as long as you play ball with us. You don't and she goes first.

[Peter Troy]

You have no idea where they're holding Julie? None at all, Murray. Peter, I'm sorry about this. No, it's my fault. But if they harm. Yes, yes, I know. We have to get very carefully. In the meantime, what have you got to report? Well, they've got the game sewn up. The big boss is a woman. A woman? Yeah, she's as deadly as arsenic Inspector. American. And her name's Shane. That's about all I know. Oh, except she wears expensive perfume. She's a brunette and a looker. Yeah. Ok. I have the details sent to the FBI. Washington trying to get a set of prints. What's their next move? Randerson's Departmental Store, Fulham Road. Fiona's kicking up a fuss about the high premium he has to pay for protection. They'll hit the place tomorrow night. Right. I'll have a squad. No, no. I've got Julie, remember? You ever used one of these things, Troy? I played around with one in Korea.

[Shane]

When you use it tonight, it'll bring back nostalgic memories.

[Peter Troy]

When I use it, huh? But you.

[Shane]

You're doing the job tonight, honey.

[Peter Troy]

Why?

[Shane]

Let's just call it your initiation, huh?

[Peter Troy]

Here. We're getting in close.

[Shane]

You get a good one, Troy.

[Peter Troy]

The whole magazine Now. I don't want to see a piece of glass left standing when you're finished. Listen, if there's anyone on the street. Yeah, I used to be worried about that.

[Shane]

It's just too bad, isn't it?

[Peter Troy]

We're here. Slow down, Al. Okay.

[Shane]

It's audio, sweetheart.

[Peter Troy]

Right. What are you waiting for?

[Shane]

Another thing.

[Peter Troy]

Nice place out here.

[Shane]

Saint Helm Ice. And your stuff, huh? You did well tonight.

[Peter Troy]

Thanks.

[Shane]

You did a bonus 100 pounds just.

[Peter Troy]

For squeezing the trigger on the tonsil.

[Shane]

I said I liked you.

[Peter Troy]

That's nice.

[Shane]

Rick's okay, but he has no brains, no class. I have to have a lieutenant I can respect. It helps someone like you. How's his gone?

[Peter Troy]

Smooth.

[Shane]

What are you looking at?

[Peter Troy]

Photo over there on the bookcase. Who? See the husband? Uhuh.

[Shane]

Don't worry. He died five years ago.

[Peter Troy]

Accident.

[Shane]

He sat down in an armchair and some guy pulled a switch. The hot seat in the state penitentiary. I pull out the picture of him sometime, but. Sentimentalist.

[Peter Troy]

Yes, I've noticed.

[Shane]

He was good to me. Unfortunately, he made the whole one mistake.

[Peter Troy]

What was that?

[Shane]

He trusted someone. He didn't take out insurance policies.

[Peter Troy]

Did he get even with the person who sold him on?

[Shane]

I'm still here. A.

[Peter Troy]

We've got a new lead from Troy, Sergeant. He saw a picture of a man he recognized in the woman's apartment. He was in the States five years ago. The man was executed him. Who was it? Inspector Racketeer called. Benny Donahue. Now this Shane woman says he was her husband. Oh, now we're really getting somewhere. Yes, well, we can pick up Shane Donahue anytime we like, but it's still Troy's secretary to worry about. We make a Wrong move and Julie dies. Yes, it's a snag all right. Donahue woman must have learned everything she knows from Benny. Use a special. And the protection racket. Made a lot of money at it. Very rich man when he died. Wonder what he did with it all. Oh, invested it probably. Real estate, stocks and shares. You know, our record department said he came to England on a trip about eight years ago. So let's check up on that cable Washington and have Inspector Greenlee find out what he was doing here. It could be an angle hidden somewhere. Until we find it, we are virtually abound in gagged.

[Shane]

We have to do it. There's no way around it. Mr. Kavanaugh. The owner of Kavanaugh's Delicate Chessman has to die.

[Peter Troy]

Why?

[Shane]

Because he's bucking Pete. We pushed him too far. He could start singing anytime.

[Peter Troy]

When do I do the job, Shane?

[Shane]

You don't peer. Does he?

[Peter Troy]

Me?

[Shane]

That's right.

[Peter Troy]

But I.

[Shane]

You do it right. And that little redhead of yours don't you free.

[Peter Troy]

And if I refuse?

[Shane]

Use your imagination.

[Peter Troy]

Thanks, Shane. I think down. Look, supposing I meet the Troy? That's me. A telepun chair. You can take it over at the day. Thanks. You'll excuse me.

[Shane]

Hurry back. We have a lot to discuss.

[Peter Troy]

Shane. He won't do it.

[Shane]

Find out who's phoning him. Tell Jerome to let you use one of the extensions. Someone must be shadowing him. This isn't one of his regular spots. I don't like it, Rick.

[Peter Troy]

Hello, this is Peter Troy. Well, I've located your Caswell. What the devil you doing phoning me here? I told you. Just keep quiet for a minute and listen. This is important. We've just discovered some vital information. About what? About a trip Shane Donahue's husband made to England eight years ago. Go on the business trip, Peter. Seems he came here to invest some dollars he'd made out of the protection racket in Chicago. So he invested in real estate. Bought some houses. Five of them. Two in Luton, Bedfordshire, one in Bristol. Get to the point. Well, Peter, they have tenants in them? All but one. There's a house standing empty just outside Chickwell in Essex. Julie. Right. And that's probably where they're holding us. How far of London is this place? About 12 miles. It's on the Romford Road. A cottage called Brier clo. I'm on my way now. Troy. Wait a minute. Who is it? Peter. Troy. Hell. Let me in. I've got a message from Shane. Come in. Hell. Where's Julie? You Better ask Shane. Oh, she's at the Morocco. I was.

[Shane]

It would seem we have a faster car than you, Pete. Rick tuned in on your chit chat with the inspector.

[Peter Troy]

Is Julie still alive? Bring her.

[Shane]

Roderick.

[Peter Troy]

I told you this guy wasn't to be trusted.

[Shane]

Oh, Peter.

[Peter Troy]

Hi, Julie.

[Shane]

You've just got time to say your fond farewell.

[Peter Troy]

Now listen, Julie had nothing to do.

[Shane]

With my insurance, remember? The police come within a mile of this house and she dies.

[Peter Troy]

They're on their way.

[Shane]

I know that. So you've got to figure out some way of getting rid of them, haven't you?

[Peter Troy]

And after that, you get yours. Snooper. They're here already. He's bluffing. Hey, Shane, he could be right. There's someone moving out there.

[Shane]

You've still got to get rid of them. Troy, we know the girl is a hostage. Rick, take his gun.

[Peter Troy]

Cover me, Hal. Okay.

[Shane]

He wears the shoulder holster.

[Peter Troy]

Easy, Troy. Get your hands up.

[Shane]

I've got a feeling this is goodbye, Pete.

[Peter Troy]

Get her out of the way. She's in my line of fire. You, move. He's gone for his gun, Troy. Don't shoot. Okay, Drop your gun. R. You sp. Not too fast, Shane. The gun jumped into his hand before I could get to him. You hear that? I told you the police were outside. Well, I guess that just about does it, Julie.

[Shane]

She's very nice to look at, isn't she?

[Peter Troy]

To look at, that's all. You know something? You took an awful risk back there getting the line of fire. Don't do it again, huh?

[Shane]

Do I get a bonus, boss?

[Peter Troy]

Name it.

[Shane]

A bottle of Spirelli's Touch of Paradise. That's what Shane wears, isn't it?

[Peter Troy]

Who cares what she wears?

[Shane]

You spent a lot of time with it, didn't you?

[Peter Troy]

Strictly in the line of business.

[Shane]

Funny, Disney.

[Peter Troy]

You talk too much.

[Shane]

Oh, it's so much nicer when you walk softly, Peter. Troy.