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The Saint: The Miracle Tea Party (EP4926)
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When the Saint discovers that there were several thousand dollar bill in a box of tea purchased by Inspector Fernack. Audition Date: December 1944 Originating in Hollywood Starring Denis Greene as the Saint, Gale Gordon, Gerald Mohor, Support the...
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Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to bring you this week's episode of the Saint. But first I do want to encourage you. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software. You can also become one of our ongoing Patreon supporters for as little as $2 per month. Just go to patreon.greatdetives.net Now I'm sure that when I announced we were going to play the Saint again, that many were delighted with the idea of hearing more of Vincent Price. Price. And indeed we will. But the Saint did not begin with Vincent Price in the title role. The first Saint radio series was actually broadcast over Radio Athlone in Ireland in 1940. And then there would be two separate ST radio series, one that aired from January through March and starred Edgar Barrier, and then a second one that aired during the summer and starred Brian Ahern. None of those episodes are in existence. What we do have in existence is the audition for the Saint radio series. Now there is some conflict as to the date, with some placing the audition in 1944 and some placing it in 1940. I lean towards 1944 because it aligns a bit more with the overall chronology, although it's certainly possible, I suppose, that an audition was recorded in 1940 and they just put it aside for a few years in this particular episode you're going to hear Dennis Green as the Saint. Now Dennis Green was a British born actor who over radioed a lot of British character roles. He was in quite a few episodes of the New Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. He also appeared in some British located Lux radio theater episodes. As far as I can tell, this is the only radio production he ever starred in. So let's go ahead and take a listen to this program. Likely from 1944. Here is the Saint and the Miracle Tea Party.
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Listen for the Saint. The Saint, the hero of a hundred thrilling yarns of breathless adventure and mystery. The Robin Hood of modern crime. The 20th century's gayest buccaneer. Already immortalized in 25 best selling books, half a dozen popular motion pictures and countless magazine stories. The Saint by Leslie Charteris, brought to you now in a new medium, the radio and the author, Mr. Leslie Charteris himself will appear on this program personally introducing his famous character. Have you read the latest? The Saint has revolutionized this technique of adventure writing. The Saint has won friends at every corner of the globe. The Saint who made such men as PG Wodehouse write to the author. I hope you're going to write dozens more Saint stories. They're simply corking stories of thrilling adventure that made naturalist William Beebe say, if I were marooned at the bottom of the sea in my bathysphere, I'd choose the Saint stories for company. And humorist Will Cuppy christened the Saint the Prince of Adventurers. The Saint's exploits have been translated into every European language. Critics have placed him in the tradition of Sherlock Holmes and Raffles, but actually he's like neither. He is unique. And so I bring you the only man who can do him justice. The author who first brought him to life. Oh, Mr. Charteris. Yes, coming. But wait. Before Leslie Charteris speaks, let me tell you that he isn't the gray whiskered author you may have pictured. In spite of all the exciting things he's done, he's still only 33. And yet he knows what he's writing about. For 14 years he's been traveling and adventuring all over the world. And more than half the Saint's exploits are founded on things he has seen himself. But meet Mr. Leslie Charteris for yourself. Good evening, Mr. Charteris. Tell us how you see the saint's character. Well, that is rather a tall order. Let's. Let's say that he has a sense of humor. He never takes anything too seriously, not even himself. Of course, he has his own idealistic motives. For poking the ungodly in the snoot. But he really thinks it's quite a lot of fun, too. And do you let the public share the fun with him? I hope they do. After all, the world is full of villains who ought to be jumped on. And I suppose most people would really like to take a share in the jumping. But since most of them aren't quite so quick on the draw as they'd like to be, they don't mind letting the Saint do it for them. I know just what you mean. I've often felt that way myself. So which of these adventures are you bringing us tonight? The Miracle Tea Party. The Miracle Tea Party? Yes. It sounds screwy, doesn't it? But it explains itself as we go along. Well, who else is in it beside the Saint? There's Patricia Home, of course. She's the Saint's beautiful companion in crime, isn't she? You could put it that way. But anyway, she's been in most of the Saints adventures. Then this Fernak. Oh, you mean Inspector John Henry Fernack of the Detective Bureau? Yes. He's quite an old favorite in the Saint series, isn't he? The Saint certainly has given him a lot of gray hairs, though. Well, they've had a few battles, but they really think quite a lot of each other. Now, on this occasion, Fernak's indigestion was what really started the whole thing. His indigestion? Yes. Oh, he was in all kinds of trouble. The New York Police Commissioner was running him ragged about some espionage business. And of course, the pains in his tummy weren't helping him. A petty. I suppose the story really began when the Commissioner was sitting in his office waiting for Inspector John Henry Fernandez to come up on the carpet. Yes? Inspector Furnak is outside, Commissioner. Oh, send him in. You sent for me, Commissioner? Yes. I'm still waiting for your report on that espionage business out at the airplane factory. My men are doing their best, sir. You better get some men who can do better. I promised the FBI months ago we'd crack this case. You're laying down on the job for an act? I want action. I want it fast. Yes, sir. And another thing. Why haven't you rounded up this man Simon Templar fellow they call the Saint? Well, you can't arrest a man without evidence, Commissioner. Then get some. Everybody knows the man's a crook. One of the most notorious crooks in the country. Well, we've never been able to prove it, Commissioner. In a minute you'll be telling me you've fallen for this stuff about him being the modern Robin Hood. Well, the things he does generally seem to turn out all right. He's even helped me a lot of times. Fernak, you must be getting soft in the head. What's the matter with you? Are you sick or something? Well, as a matter of fact, sir, I am. I'm suffering from indigestion. Indigestion? Why don't you get something for it? Why don't you get some miracle tea? Is that the stuff they advertise in the radio? Yes. Wanted to buy some. Well, I. I will, sir. I'll. I'll stop in at a drugstore on my way home. Yes, sir. Good evening. What can I do for you? I'll give me some. Give me a package of miracle tea. One package of miracle tea. Yes, sir. Here you are, sir. And isn't there something else? What do you mean, something else? What are you looking at me like that for? Come on, give me that stuff and take your money. Hey, wait. Hey, mister, come back here. I made a mistake. He's gone. Oh, Mr. Osbert. Mr. Osborne, quick. What's the trouble out there? A terrible mistake, sir. A customer came in and I made a terrible mistake. Hello. Goes on down the street. Hey. Hey, you. Stop. Well, well, well, if it isn't my old friend, John Henry Fernand, the saint. Now, what did you do that for? I'm ashamed of you, Henry. Rolling in the gutter at your age. Well, you hit me. You. I'm walking down the street a lot and you hit me, sir. Oh, don't be an ass, Henry. I was just passing by when I saw a bloke in the distance whacking you over the bean with a piece of lead pipe. I ran after him. And he got away, huh? Yes. I thought of asking him to come and have a drink on it, but he ran too fast. Was he a friend of yours? I don't know what it's all about. I. I just came out of that drugstore back there, and I. I heard footsteps behind me and I. Oh, Lord, my head. You better go home, Henry, and rest that dented dome. Taxi. Oh, taxi. Now, be careful of him, driver. He's very fragile. Sorry I can't go with you, Henry, but I'm late already. I've got a date with someone much more beautiful than you. Well, I suppose I ought to thank you. But I'm still not sure that you didn't sock me. Simon Templer, 1444 Prospect Place. So long, Henry. Call me anytime you want a bodyguard. Hey, wait, Henry. You dropped your package. Ah, well, I'll just have to keep his little package with me until the morning. Hello, Simon. You're late. Oh, I ran into a little excitement on the way, darling. What's in the box you're carrying? Orchids. Now Pat, give me back that box. It's not mine. Well, Tea. A package of tea. Miracle tea. For indigestion. Indigestion? Haha. So your sins are catching up with you, Pat. Now don't open it. It belongs to Simon. Where did you get all this money? What money? The money that's in this package of tea. It's full of thousand dollar bills. Let's have a look. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. $5,000. Miracle tea. What an excellent name for it. Simon, where do you get this tea? Believe it or not, Inspector Furnak dropped it and I picked it up. Inspector Fernand? A few moments ago I found him being beaten up by some plug ugly. I rescued the poor old buzzard and poured him into a taxi. Then I found this package lying on the sidewalk. This money, Simon, you think it's real? No doubt. A bit. Maybe you'll grab poor old Fernandez life savings. Well, he has a bank account. Darling. Police inspectors don't carry their worldly wealth around in packets of tea. Graft, Simon. Maybe he's taking graft. John Henry? No. He's so honest it runs out of his ears. Then what? Well, let's see. John Henry had a pain in his tum tum and stopped in the Osbit's drugstore on the way home. My hunch is that he was handed this packet by mistake. My further hunch is that right now there must be considerable agitation going on in Mr. Osbit's drugstore. Mr. Osborne, please. How was I to know it wasn't our man? Come over here, you fool. But how was I to know it was Inspector Furnick of the police department? He came in so quietly he lowered his voice. Just like one of our own men. I said, come here. I ran after him. I almost had the package back, sir, when this other fellow came along and he. You incompetent fool. Please, Mr. Osborne, it was a mistake. This other fellow was twice my size and he killed me. That, my friend, might have saved me the trouble. Come here. Oh, no, no, please, no, Darling, I wish you'd explain. Where are we going? Osbit's Drugstore in search of further miracles. There's the drugstore right over there. Now come in with me, darling. Fun. Good evening, sir. What can I do for you? Is Mr. Osborne around? What's it About? It's about this package of tea. I'd like to return it. Friend of mine bought it, but decided he wouldn't risk taking it. So I said, fernak, old pal, why waste a perfectly good half dollar? I'll take it back and change it for you. Did you say your friend's name was Fernak? Yes. You probably know him. Great detective and all that sort of thing. Oh, I'm sure we can change this package for you, sir. Now, if you wait right here, Sir, I'll get Mr. Osborne. Simon. His eyes popped out of his head when you mentioned Ferneck. It worked, my sweet. You notice how he grabbed the packet and scuttled up those back stairs? Osbert must be back there. You stay here, darling, in the store while I see what goes on. Oh, Mr. Osborne, what are you bursting in for? Your job is down below in the store. It's Fernax package, sir. A man just brought it in. The store wants to exchange it. Fernax package. Give it to me. Ah, you're crazy. There's no money in here. But. But he said. Why the fellow. Listen. Who's there? Hello, little people. Hope I'm not interrupting. Oh, don't bother searching that box, Mr. Osbit. I removed the Doremi and sealed it up again. Who are you? I know who he is. I've heard about that whistle. The saint. That's who he is. The saint. So you see, I want to learn about your business, Comrade Osbot. I don't know what your racket is yet, but obviously it's something big. If you can give away five grand with a four bit packet of tea. I don't know what you're talking about. Oh yes you do. Take your hand away from that pocket, Osbit. Miss me, old boy? Very bad manners. But if you want to play rough. Oh, next. Please let me alone. I didn't die. Simon. Simon, are you all right? All right. I'm having a beautiful time. Hosbit pulled a gun so I had to put them both to sleep. Come on, darling, let's go downstairs again and look after the shop. Let me have 10 cents worth of cough drops, please. And hurry it up. 10 cents worth? Yes, sir. Here you are. Here, here. Not all that. Only 10 cents worth. I say, special bargain price today, sir. Three pounds for a dime. I'd like some razor blades. Now. Why don't you try this excellent electric razor? But I don't want an electric razor. Exactly the same price as the blades. We're selling electric razors for a dime today, sir. Here you are. But I don't want an electric razor. I'll have a dollar bottle of soie de Paris perfume, please. Here you are, Miss. It's reduced to a quarter today. And please accept these Bath soldiers. Oh really, it's very kind of you. Don't mention it. It's Mr. Osbot's birthday today and he's in the mood. Simon, you're giving the whole store away. It may be loads of fun, darling, but where is it getting it? Not very far yet. But I've really been hanging around here in the hopes that someone at customer. What a revolving specimen. I wonder how much he had charged to haunt a house. Out of the way, darling. Yes, sir. What will it be? Razor blades, shaving cream, hot water bottle? I haven't seen you before. Then you should admire the view. Where's Aussie Ossie? Yeah. Oh dear old Ossie's lying down for a while. Got a headache or something. Say, have you tried our Passionflower lipstick? Cut the comedy. Oh, I'm sorry. Here, give Ossie this prescription and find out when my. My medicine will be ready. Come back at 6 o' clock this evening. I think your. Your medicine will be ready for you then. Six o'. Clock. Okay. Simon, what did that man give you? This piece of paper. He called it a prescription. Well, after all, this is a drugstore. Well, look at it, Pat. Ever see a doctor write out a prescription like that? It's a drawing, a floor plan of a building. Now I suppose we have to go back to burglary. No, my pet. I think we've run into something bigger than burglars. What then, Simon? I don't know. I think I'll go upstairs again and investigate our sleeping beauties. Come on, Patricia. Roll over, Ossip. Let's see what you've got in your pockets. Ah, here's a wallet. What's inside, Simon? How very interesting. Mr. Osbit has a driving license and a credit card. Both made out in the name of Baron and Nesque. 577 Park Avenue. I wonder if Ossie has been leading a double life. Anything interesting on the desk? Just these papers. They look like a lot of radio commercials about miracle tea. Let's see em. Well, this doesn't look very sinister. Let's take them along anyway. Your babies are waking up, Simon. Oh, I've had enough exercise for today. Come on darling, let's go. I think we've earned a drink. Make mine a miracle tea and soda. Simon, we've had dinner. Why aren't we doing something about Baron and Eskew? Instead of sitting at home listening to the radio. Well, aren't you satisfied, darling? We are hot on the trailer. One of the most ingenious rackets I've ever heard of. Money flows like water, plans are handed over a drugstore couch, and packets of tea get spiked with thousand dollar bills. What you really mean is that this thing has still got you buffaloes. On the contrary, my deductive genius is just getting into high gear. You know, I'm convinced that there's some connection between these Miracle Tea broadcasts and the racket we're onto. That's why I've been starting all these radio commercials you found in Osbot's office. Just been waiting for the program to come on the air, and I. I think it's due right now. Good evening, everybody. Folks, why not try Miracle Tea, the amazing health beverage which has brought relief to so many sufferers. Let me read you a few testimonials. Mrs. G.K. of Brooklyn writes, for years I don't see what this radio program has to do with Osborne's Drugstore and the money and the plans. Don't you listen? And Mr. J.B. of Philadelphia writes, Miracle T has indeed performed miracles for me. Ms. L.G. of Trenton writes. I was right. I got it. Code signal. It's one of the neatest I ever came across. Code signal? Yes, it's so gorgeously simple I almost missed it. The one thing I couldn't figure out was how the agents of this ring knew when to visit Osbit's drugstore. Well, this is how it's done. The initials of the operatives. The big boss wants to get in touch with a given over the radio. Through the testimonial. Exactly. No detective on earth could trace the connection between a radio broadcast and the particular person who listens to it. Yes. After all, anybody can go into a drugstore and buy a patent medicine without attracting attention. Yes, and the package contains the wages of work well done. Like the one Fernand got hold of. Or instructions for another job. Darling, you're wonderful. Don't you ever amaze yourself? Constantly. Give me the phone. Whom are you calling? I'm going to organize a little tea party of my own. Inspector Furnak speaking. Hello, John. Henry. And how is the little Tum tum this evening? Simon, haven't you anything better than do than to call me up at this time of night and make funny remarks? Seriously, Henry, if you're really interested in cleaning up this espionage business, just rush one of your squads to Osbit's Drugstore. The place where you bought Your miracle tea? Hey, are you kidding me? For once I'm not. Henry, unless I'm very much mistaken, a few other guys are going to be there shopping for miracle tea tonight. You'd better pick up everybody who buys it and hold them for questioning. If I thought. But you never have. Don't spoil your record, Henry. Just do as I say and I'll get in touch with you later. I may have the big shot for you then. But who is the big shot of this ring? I'm not certain, but I'll bet doe that Baron Enesco could tell us something, I think. Just run over and ask him. What was the address? 577 Park Avenue. If you're not back in an hour, I'll meet you there with an ambulance. I'm very sorry, sir, but the Baron is not at home. No? No. Who's playing that typewriter down the hall then? I'm sorry, sir, but the Baron is not at home. Oh, you repeat yourself, Clarence. Oh, sorry I had to clout you, but you really were getting monotonous. Now to find the dear Baron. Hello, station DLPK? Give me Mr. Vernon, the announcer of the military Tea program, please. Hello, Vernon. Here are the Testimonials for the 10 o' clock broadcast. Are you ready? Mrs. B C of Los Angeles writes, since drinking your tea, I have become. Hold on, hold on a moment, Vernon. Good evening, Baron. Put your hand over that mouthpiece. What are you doing here? Don't move. Do you feel this gun in your back? Baron talks faster than you can. Now get back on that phone and repeat exactly what I tell you. Hello? Hello, Vernon. Tell him. Tell him you're changing the copy completely. Vernon, I'm. I'm changing the copy completely. Tell him to make it read like this. There are many testimonials in our files and they all praise miracle t. Hello? Make the 10 o' clock commercial read. There are many testimonials in our files. And. And they all praise miracle tea. Stop reaching for that desk drawer, Baron. It makes me nervous. Now say all of you, everybody, why not buy miracle tea tonight? Go and say it. All of you, everybody, why not buy miracle tea tonight? Now tell him that's all. That's all, Vernon. All right, now you can turn around. What is the meaning of this? I should say about 15 years for you, Baron. Or would you prefer me to call you Osbit? Osbit? Mm. I recognized your voice the instant I heard it, in spite of your false whiskers. Besides, I took the liberty of looking through your wallet while you Were taking a siesta in the shop. Very smart, aren't you, Mr. Templar? I get along. You've been running one of the most efficient espionage rackets in the country, haven't you? Are you crazy? Crazy enough to recognize plans of an airplane factory disguised as a prescription. Well, what are you going to do about it? Well, I'm going to leave that to Inspector Fernak. His men are already at your drugstore. They've probably picked up Ms. G.K. Mr. L.G. and Mrs. B.C. already. And in a few minutes, when your 10 o' clock program goes on the air, there'll be a whole flock of dyspeptics rolling in to join the tea party. I have an uncanny memory for people who interfere with me, Simon Templar. Well, while you're thinking it over in Alcatraz, don't forget to tell the other boys to look out for me. Tell them about the Saint. Well, that certainly had me on the edge of my chair, Mr. Charteris. But it seems that Simon did all the work and Inspector Fernak got all the credit. You know, in a business like the Saints, you can't advertise too much. Besides, he doesn't own a private jail. No, of course. Well, now, what are you going to tell us about next week? Well, there was a man who was snatching loot out of sunken ships. That sounds interesting. I called that story Saint Overboard. There was a guy named Vogel who was pretending to finance a certain Professor Yule, the inventor of an extra deep sea diving suit. Remember that exciting moment when Simon was on Vogel's yacht and Professor Ewell was going down to make a test? 575ft. Splendid. Professor, can you hear me down there? Yes, Mr. Vogel. I'm on the bottom. Everything is working splendidly. Give me another 20ft of cable. I'm going to try to walk a bit. Something's gone wrong with the oxygen supply. Quick, bring me up. The winch is jammed. Hello. Hello down there, Professor. What can we do, Saint? Get away from that winch, Fogel, or this gun might go off. Now watch me start it. Simon, look out behind you. I'm afraid we'll have to wait until next week to hear this new story entitled Saint Overboard. Another Thrilling Adventure in this program by Leslie Charteris, a program in which the author himself each week sets the scene for a new story of the Saint. The part of the Saint is played by the noted English actor of stage, screen and radio, Dennis Green. And so, until next week. Listen for the Saint. It's time for trash day. Nose yoga with Hefti. Let's transform stinky scenarios with a joyful scent of fabuloso. Inhale. You forgot to empty your kid's lunchbox. Exhale a field of lavender. Inhale stinky leftovers. Exhale watermelon in the summer. That's the power of Hefty. Ultra strong trash bags with fabuloso.
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Welcome back. An amusing piece. Overall, I think that it's a fun episode. It may be a little too comedic. Now, this episode features Patricia Holm who if you listen to the the Vincent Price series or if you watch the television program with Roger Moore, you won't find her in there. But she was Simon Templer's love interest and confidant through the early years of the character. She began to fade away from the series during the 40s, with her last featuring in a short story in 1948. She is not included in any of the Vincent Price episodes or Tom Conway, who would succeed Price. But we do get to hear her here. And press clippings from the time show that the character was featured at least in the summer 1945 series with Louise Arthur in that role. Now we don't have any full Saint episodes, however, thanks to the Mystery Playhouse and their practice of explaining what they're going to play next for American servicemen. On that program, we do have a clip from the Edgar Barrier run on the Saint. And we'll turn it over to Peter Laurit to introduce the that segment.
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Now for our next production, we have something much less exciting. Oh, only 17 shots. Or a mob of crooks outsmarting each other for a paltry $200,000. Two murderers and Simon Temper, better known as the Saint. Follow me to the Green room for a preview. Right. This book. Come, come. Okay. You know, Horace, you really should have told me sooner. Told you what? At police headquarters. Have been moved to a Long island mansion like this. It's quite a shock to a hard working taxpayer like me. You better start getting used to shots, bub. Oh, Mr. Naxon looks like he's expecting. Go on it. I wish you wouldn't be prodding me with that lust though, Hollis. If he is tickled. This way, sir. Hi. Cozy little stump, isn't it? Hollis, My name is not Horace here. Please. Judge Stryker. Mr. Nassen, in fact. Sir. Ah, yes, yes. Come in. You might as well lock the door, Nelson. I did. Sit down, Mr. Templar. You're the famous gentleman known as Miss Saint, are you? Sometimes my friends call me that. Mr. Templer. We are faced here with a serious matter. A very serious matter. So it would seem so serious, in fact, that I have been obliged to adopt rather extraordinary measure by sending around a phony pig to pick me up for. You knew he was a phony. My dear. Fat had a twin. He didn't really think that Hollis over there could successfully impersonate an officer of the law, did you? Why, I. Shall we get down to business? Very well. You have in your possession a certain diary containing statements and suggestions which I hardly need say are fully untrue. That is the statement that when you held a fine job in Washington, you dreamed up the high tor oil swindle and got away with it fabrication from beginning to end. And that you and your associates now control about 90% of the black market gasoline in this country. Lies. Lies. Every one of them. Naturally, that's why you're so anxious to have them for pur. The fact remains that their publication might seriously damage the character and financial standing of certain reputable members of the community. Especially including you. I. It is for that reason and that reason alone that I am prepared to ascertain what value you place on this volume. What's your offer? Shall we say $10,000? May I ask you what you find so funny about $10,000? Oh, nothing. Nothing under ordinary circumstances. But you must admit that in this case, it is a little ridiculous. And what would you suggest? $200,000. Deb Striker. What did you say? You heard me. I said $200,000. You're insane. No, I'm not. I'll tell you what I'm going to do, Judge. I'm going to set up a foundation. The Simon Templar foundation for the rehabilitation of wounded war veterans. It will have a capital of $1,000,000. Your share will be exactly 1/5. Do I make myself clear? Why haven't you changed your tune before you ever get out of this house? Next. Don't try to get your gun, Hollis. You see, I always carry a spare. And I'm an excellent shot to remember that I always had something I. Please. Now, take your gun out very slowly by the muzzle. Drop it. Thank you. Now, you saw at me. That's right. And now if you'll be good enough to unlock the door. Go on. Open. You'll hear from me again, Templet. Oh, I'm quite certain of it. In fact, I shall expect to have your check by Saturday morning. Good night, Judge.
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Welcome back. This particular episode I recognize because I read the plot and I've seen some TV episodes. This was the Simon Templer foundation, which was the very first episode of the Edgar B. Barrier Saint series that aired on January 6, 1945. And I think if you needed a reason for why the pilot failed, I think it may come down to the oldest showbiz e's explanation, which is that they decided to go another direction. Edgar Barrier, even from this brief clip, played the Saint on a lot harder, and I think that may have been what American radio executives thought audiences were looking for. And of course, Barrier was more of a major established radio talent, so that probably helped them decide to go with Barrier. In addition, some people have described Charteris as sounding a bit uncomfortable during the interview segment, and I won't say he was particularly polished, and I can't imagine he was too disappointed they decided to do a version of the show where he isn't having to be on radio every week. Although according to one news article, Charteris wrote all the scripts for the summer 1945 radio programs, which, as I said, are lost. Well, now we turn to listener comments and feedback with a comment regarding Danger with Granger, and this one comes from Spotify. Mechanic 66 writes, I was immediately suspicious of Paula when she didn't show the slightest bit of emotion about her dead cat. Most people would be distracted, wrought. Well, I appreciate the comment, and I think that it's a fair point. In real life, I think that would definitely be a reason to be suspicious, although I've seen several mystery movies and heard a few mystery radio programs where the death of the cat is just treated as a plot point, even if the owner is in no way completely explicit in the crime, because in the grand scheme of things it's considered not a big deal as there's an actual murderer and people's life at risk, even perhaps the owner of the cat. But I also think what is often called pet culture has really changed in the last few years decades, and entertainment marks that in the way that there are certain ideas and certain ways that pets are treated not cruelly and not assumed to be cruel that often get our hackles up. And this is reflective of a cultural shift where I think pets have become more valued and have a higher status in society. And I think our relationship to pets can also be colored by our disconnection from each other. And so many human ties that were so key in ages past have been so frayed that we appreciate animals even more for being trustworthy, loving creatures in a world where sometimes it seems like our fellow human beings are apathetic at best and hostile at worst. I didn't mean to go quite that philosophical, but I did in not deleting it okay, well, let's go ahead and thank our Patreon Supporter of the Day. Thank you to Charlie, patreon Supporter since July 2020, currently supporting the podcast podcast at the psalmist level of $4 or more per month. Thanks so much for your support, Charlie, and that will do it for today. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software and be sure to rate and review the podcast wherever you download it from. We'll be back next Monday with another episode of the Saint, but join us back here tomorrow for the Big Story
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where that's right, Mr. Hosman. My name's Jamie Goodwin. But what's the difference? Ain't nobody gonna believe me. Ain't nobody care. Well, what proof do you have? Proof?
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What's that Proof I say who I am.
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I got papers from the Merchant Marine jury say That's Arthur Tenney. 40 years hard labor. That's your proof. And you're not Arthur Tenney. You're Jamie Goodwin. Oh, mister, please. Gone away. Who cares if a backwoods boy like me live or die? Go on away and leave me be.
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