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Adventures Of The Falcon and The Zero Hour
This week's Relic Radio Show begins with The Case Of The Careless Client, the October 15, 1950, episode of The Adventures Of The Falcon. (29:33) Next up is Why Is Ted Marcosi Driving Aunt Sally Insane, from The Zero Hour. That story was first heard May 22, 1974. https://traffic.libsyn.com/forcedn/e55e1c7a-e213-4a20-8701-21862bdf1f8a/RelicRadio924.mp3 Download RelicRadio924 | Subscribe | Spotify | Support The Relic Radio [...]
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Ed Hurley
This is the relic radio show, Old time radio entertainment. Still standing the test of time. From relicradio.com the Craft Foods company brings you the adventures of the Falcon, starring Les Demon. Hello? Yes, this is the Falcon speaking. Oh, Irene, I can't see you tonight. I'm all hung up. Yeah, some girl likes my looks. Well, angel, she must think I'm pretty as a picture. Certainly out to frame me. This is Ed Hurley, friends, inviting you on behalf of the Kraft foods company to listen to the adventures of the Falcon. You met the Falcon first in his bestselling novels. Then you saw him in his thrilling motion picture series. Now join him on the air when the falcon solves the case of the careless client. Before the falcon solves tonight's case, let's listen to this. Miracle Whip has a flavor so pleasing. Miracle Whip tastes so lively, so teasing. Miracle Whip only one of its kind. Miracle Whip best salad dressing you'll find. Miracle Whip tastes really good. Not too sharp, not too mild, but just exactly right. And Miracle Whip tastes different, too. Different from any other salad dressing. Try it yourself. See? Why, it's America's favorite salad dressing. The one and only Miracle Whip. And now, the case of the careless client. Foreign in New York. And a short, dumpy little man with lacquered hair walks down the second floor corridor of the Gordon building until he comes to a door marked Daniel Russell, private investigations. Obviously, our unknown friend has been here before. For without any hesitation, he eases himself into Mr. Russell's office. And ease is the proper word for Mr. Russell, with his back to the door and his ear glued tightly to the phone, doesn't even hear him. Now, look, Harris, you gotta give me a break. You know I'm good for the money. Sorry, Russell, it's no dice. That's the gratitude I get after all the dough I've lost to you. All I ask is that you let me go in the cuff for another 20. I got a sure thing going on the fifth at Detroit. Where have I heard that before? Listen, Danny, why don't you do both of us a favor and stay away from the horses? Okay, Harris. You don't want to take my bets. I'll find a bookie who will. Yeah? Name one. Oh, I beg your pardon, Harris. A client just walked in. I'll have to call you back later. I'm sorry if I interrupt, Mr. Russell. There's nothing important, Mr. Giuliano. Just one of my men checking in. I see. Sit down. Watch in. You have something for me? Yes, indeed. I located your boy, Larry Stryton. Yep. Stratton's in New York, all right. Got here last week from Washington. First thing he did was to get himself a room under the name of Leonard Simons. Funny how they always keep the same initials. And where does my friend Mr. Stratton live? 1423 Carroll Place, a small rooming house. I pumped the superintendent, but he couldn't tell me much. And incidentally, a little talk cost me an extra 50. I got no complaints, Mr. Russell. You do? Fine. $50, you say? That's right. Hey, that's quite a wad you're carrying, Giuliano. Must be at least 15 or 20 grand there. So? So you want to be careful. I am. How much do I owe you? Altogether? 150 bucks. You'd like to double it? I'd like nothing better. It's easy. I need some information from this Mr. Stratton. You got it for me? How? Oh, now, come on, Russell. You. You must have some idea. All you've got to do is work on him a little bit. Work on him? Yeah. You look like a boy who knows how to use his fists. Get out. You make a big mistake. Go on, Juliano, beat it. Okay, no harm's done. Just suppose we forget this little talk, huh? I'll think about it. You do that, Russell. You find it a lot healthier than talking. I'll be seeing you, feller. Hello? Hello, Is this Larry Stratton? I know you've. You've got the wrong number. Now, look, Stratton, I haven't got time to horse around. I assure you, I'm risking a lot more than you are. Who is this? My name's Russell. Danny Russell. I'm a private detective. Up until a half hour ago, I was working for a man named Caesar Giuliano. Giuliano? That's right. He's probably on his way over to see you. I don't believe you. Now, look, don't be a SAP. I told him where you were. He even offered me an extra 150 to take care of you. Now, the smart thing for you to do is to beat him. What kind of a fool do you take me for? Don't you think I know a trap when I see one? You gotta believe me, Stretch. Why should I? How do I know you're not working with Juliana? I can tell you, Larry. Juliana. Hello, Stratton. Hang up. Hello, Stratton. That's fine, Larry. Shut the door, Coslo. Huh? Oh, sure. Now, listen, Julia. Good. You going to tell me what I want to hear? You're wasting your Time. Come here, Koslow. You want me, Mr. Giuliano? Yes. Koslow, this is Mr. Stratum. Hi. Mr. Coslo is a wrestler fellow, Larry. I meet him today in gymnasium. They say he can break your neck. Just like that. Yeah, just like that. But I think he's, how you call little punchy. Too many beatings in the head, you understand? What do you want me to do, Mr. Giuliano? Get him out of here. You think I bring him here to be lesson for you? Strictly between us, Larry, I wouldn't be surprised if you were right. Larry. Larry. Larry, where I. Hey, what's the matter, lady? Look. Holy smoke. Oh, Larry. Larry. He's still breathing. We better get a doctor. Where can I find one? Well, if you go down to the corner, you'll see. Never mind. I'll get him myself. Oh, please. Sure. I'll be back and start to play. Oh, Larry, darling, what happened? Never mind, Eve. We're getting a doctor. I don't want one. What? I said I don't want one. But, Larry. Shut the door. All right. Now lock it. Now, listen to me, Eve. Candid way. No, no. In that medicine chest over the basin, there's a roll of adhesive tape. Will you get it for me? Yes. Is this what you want? No. There should be a roll of half inch tape. There's none here. Are you sure? Oh, no. I've got it. All right, bring it here. Take off the COVID I. Now open up the roll. What? Well, there are numbers written on this. Then I didn't tell him. He didn't tell him what? I was afraid they beat it out of me, but they didn't. Darling, what is this all about? Honey, don't ask me any questions, huh? Someone tried to kill you. You don't have to worry. Giuliano wouldn't dare while he hasn't got this. Giuliano? Caesar Giuliano. Who is he, Larry? What does he want to hear? Please, please, don't ask me. Don't ask me. I shouldn't have even told you that. I'm in trouble, Eve. I'm in real trouble. Why didn't you go to the police? I can't. But why not? I can't tell you. Well, then hire a private detective. What good would that do? Darling, obviously you need protection. I can take care of myself. Larry, you've got to. Now, he wouldn't have to be told anything. I. I could make up some sort of story. There's a man named Mike Waring. I've heard about him. The one they call the falcon? Yes. He's supposed to be very competent. You're not being fair to him, Eve. If this Waring doesn't know what he's up against, he's liable to get himself killed. Darling, believe me, it's the only way. I'm sure nothing will happen to Mr. Waring. And if he does, well. Well, he's paid to take the risk. Just a second. Mr. Waring? That's right. I'm Eve Lowery. I spoke to you a little while ago on the telephone. Oh, so you did. Come on in. Thank you. Sit down. Oh, really, I haven't much time. Will it take any less if you stand? Well, I guess you're right. What can I do for you? I'm in trouble, Mr. Waring. What do you call trouble? Someone's trying to kill me. Well, that's a good enough definition. He's made several attempts in my life already. Who's he? A man named Caesar Giuliano. Why? Why? Well, I assume that making attempts on your life is more than a hobby with Mr. Giuliano. Does he have a reason? Well, you see, my. My father and Mr. Giuliano were partners. In what business? Go on. Well, Giuliano thought my father swindled him. Did he? Of course not. Mm. Well, Giuliano swore to get even, but dad died before he could. So Giuliano transferred his affections to you? Yes. Well, what would you like me to do about it? Well, what would you suggest? Oh, there are several possibilities. We could make out a complaint to the DA's office. Oh, no, I. I don't want to do that. I don't. I don't want any publicity. I see. Do you know where this Giuliano is staying? I think it's at the Carlton Hotel. Why? I suppose I go up there and have a talk with him. Oh, no, please don't do that. You don't seem to like any of my ideas. What's wrong with this one? Well, I don't see where it'll accomplish anything. Juliana will probably deny knowing me. Look, Ms. Lowry, if we're both going to worry about this, you're throwing your money away. I suppose you leave Mr. Giuliano to me and let me earn my theme. This is Anne Hurleyhy again. Friends. 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So whether you melt Velveeta for a swell cheese sauce or slice it thick for hearty sandwiches, you'll find Velveeta is a mighty handy helper. Mother. Get a two pound loaf tomorrow, won't you? It's America's favorite cheese food. The one and only Velveeta, made by Kraft. Now back to the Adventures of the Falcon. An hour has passed since Mike Waring went to work for Eve Lowry, who claimed her life was being threatened by a man named Cesar Giuliano. That's all Mike needed. Being a man of action, he goes right to the seat of the trouble. Who is it? Room service. I didn't order anything. Your name Giuliano? Yes, that's what the order blank says. Just a second. Hello. You're no waiter. No. The oldest trick in the world. Apparently, it still works. What's your name, mister? Mike Waring. You're not the private detective feller I hear about. Why not? Why you play games? I want you to stop annoying my client. Your client? Mm. What did he tell you? He? Well, sure, you just. Who you working for, Waring? Eve Lowry. Eve Lowry. I suppose you'll deny knowing Ernst. And suppose I do? Well, it won't wash. Juliano. What have you got against the girl? Well, it's a long story. Wary. I'd like to show you something. Get away from that desk, Giuliano. But I just want to show you this. That's what I was afraid of. Oh, come. Wearing a big boy like you, he's not scared of a little gun like this. No, but I've got a lot of respect for it. I don't blame you. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear more about your client. Client? Deceive Lowry you mentioned? Never heard of her. Oh, you're going to play it like that, eh? What else can I do? Let go. You Fool. Let go. Come on, Juliano. Drop it. You stupid fool. How many times would I tell you? Let go. Yeah? I'm looking for private dick named Danny Russell. What can I do for you? Hey, you're hurt. Sit down. Thanks. Call your doctor? No, don't bother. Just saw one, see? You wouldn't have a drink in this place, would you? Yeah, right in this desk. Get you a glass? No, no, never mind. Hey, hey, hey. Go easy, mister. That stuff's been aged in the wood. You mean that desk drawer? Feel any better? Yeah. What happened to your hand? I got it caught in the cash register. Who are you kidding? Never mind. You come pretty highly recommended, Russell. Yeah? By whom? Man named Caesar Giuliano. Did you do some work for him? Get out. What's the matter? Get out of here. You're a friend of Giuliano's. Don't take it easy. I never said I was. He shot me up and then beat it. When I came to, I went through some of his papers and found your name. What did he hire you for? Let's see your buzzer, mister. I'm not a cop. My name is Mike Waring. Waring the Falcon. Well, this is a pleasure. You know, you're almost a legend in town. Yeah, Me and the Giants. What can I do for you? Well, I'd like a little information. What kind of a job did you do for Juliano? Routine skip tracing. Wanted me to locate a guy named Larry Stratton. Larry Stratton, huh? Why? Well, first he told me Stratton skipped out of Mexico owing him some dough on a business deal. Then he offered me 150 bucks to beat some information out of him. This on the level? I don't joke about things as sacred as money. He had a role on him that could choke a horse. Did Giuliano mention a girl named Eve Lowry? No. How she fit in, which I knew. Look, Russell, I've got a proposition. How about the two of us joining forces? I'll see you don't suffer by it. You just got yourself a boy, Waring. What do you want me to do? Know where I can locate Giuliano? You tried the Carlton Hotel. Where do you think I picked up this slug? Wait a minute. I got an idea. When Giuliano first approached me, I met him at a furnished room in Brooklyn. What do you say we drive out to Brooklyn? Maybe worth the trip. I think this is the place. Mike doesn't speak well for Brooklyn. Got a rod on you? Don't believe in them. I do. I guess nobody's home. Got a gimmick. You're not thinking of forcing the lock, are you? No. I leave that to you. Now, look, Mike. Now, don't worry. If you get into trouble, I'll go halfies with you. Okay? How you coming? There. Got it. Now, don't look like anybody's home. No. Well, as long as we're here, we might, huh? Is that what I think it is? I'm afraid so. Someone really poured a lot of lead into this boy. You recognize him? Sure. It's Giuliano. What are you doing? Going through his pockets. Find anything? Nothing but this scrap of paper. Larry Stratton for. Hey, that's the character Giuliano hired me to find. Now it looks as though he found Juliano, if you ask me. No, you're not imagining things. I heard it too. Gesundheit. Coming from that closet. Yeah. Oh. All right. Come on out. Stay away from me. Well, if it isn't Ms. Lowery. You know her? Sure. This is my client, Eve Lowry. Where'd you get that gun, angel? Never mind. The important thing is that I know how to use it. If you try to stop me. All right, Russell, get it. Got it. You hit me. What did you expect me to do, applaud while you gave a demonstration on the use of firearms? What are you doing here? Come on, Eve. In case you hadn't noticed, there's a dead body in this room. All right, open up there. Come on, open up, Mike. Who is it, please? Uh. Oh. Are you gonna open up, or do I have to break down this door? Just a minute. Listen, Russell, I want you to take Eve out of here. What? You heard me. Through the fire escape. What about you? I'll stall them. Now, you drive back to Manhattan. See what you can learn about this Larry Stratton. No. Be quiet. To know what you're getting into, Mike. I'll take my chances. Worst comes to worse, you can bring Eve down to local headquarters and we can straighten it all out. Okay. Come on, honey. No. Well, make up your mind, angel. You go with him, or do you stay here and face a murder act? Hey, what's going on in there? Open up. I'll go with him. I'll hurry it up. Lots of luck, Mike. Same to you. Well, what's going on here, wise guy? Why don't you open that door? I was busy. Who's that man named Caesar Giuliano? Who are you? Mike Waring. Did you gun him? What do you think? I think yes. Come on, Waring. I want you to try out our local Jail? I think you'll love it. Hey. Let me out. Let me out. You can't hold me here. Ever. We are, aren't we? There must be an answer to that. So when you think of it, let me know. Just a minute. I didn't kill Giuliano. And who did I tell you? I don't know. We're right back where we started. Not quite. Giuliano died around 6 o'clock, didn't he? How'd you know that? I heard the coroner talking. Well, I didn't get to that room till after nine. Suppose I told you a witness just turned up who says differently? Then you'd be lying. Okay. Hey, Bruce. What is it, Mike? Show the party in, will you, Eve? You recognize him, Ms. Lowry? Yes. He's a private detective named Mike Waring. I hired him this afternoon to handle a matter for me with Cesar Giuliano. I never dreamt he'd go as far as he did. What are you talking about? Murder, Mr. Waring. You killed Giuliano. I what? Now don't try to deny it. I saw you do it. And let's see you get around that. Remember, tomorrow at your grocers you can get a wonderful new salad oil for your homemade salad dressings, your cooking, your baking. It's craft salad oil. The first salad oil for home use ever offered by the makers of all those wonderful craft dressings. Craft salad oil is a lighter bodied oil, super fine to blend perfectly with other ingredients. Get a pint or quart bottle tomorrow at your groceries, ask for craft salad oil. And now back to the Adventures of the Falcon. A couple of hours have passed since Eve Lowry identified Mike Waring as the man who killed Caesar Giuliano. Now, once again, the cell door opens. Okay, Waring. What do you want? Now that's no way to talk to a guy who's gonna give you your freedom. What? Yeah, you can go whenever you like. Is this your idea of a rib? No, no, no. On the level. I don't get it. Hello, Mike. Russell. Sorry I'm late. What happened? Your client made a sucker out of me when I got her in the car. She heist my gun? I never figured on a doubling back here. Did you let her go, Officer? Yeah. We had nothing on her. We figured you to be the killer. Well, what convinced you otherwise? Your friend Russell here. Why don't you tell me that at 6 o'clock when Juliana was shot, you and him were having a couple of beers at a joint. Russell and I remember, Mike. It was right before we went over to See? Harriet and Nora. Oh, Harriet, Nora. Yeah. You didn't involve them? I couldn't help myself. No, I guess not. But the girls aren't going to like this. No hard feelings? Wary? No, not at all, Officer. Let's go, Russell. So long, Mike. So long. I was quick thinking, chum. Forget it. It was nothing. That's no way to talk about my neck, if you'll pardon the pun. I'm awfully attached to it. What do you intend to do now, Mike? Go back to Manhattan and find Eve Lowry. Any idea where? Yeah. There are two parties involved in this mess. Eve Lowry and Larry Stratton. Now, wouldn't it be strange if they were connected? What makes you think so? Just a hunch. And when I'm in a spot like this, I play him. Because, brother, I've got no other choice. Where's your grip, Larry? It's under the bed here. Want me to pack all your suits? Well, I don't think you'll have room. I'll wear the chalk. Striving, Larry. Take it easy, honey. Who is it? Who is it? Just us, Mr. Waring. Well, that hunch was right, Mike. What hunch? I had an idea you two went together like ham and egg. Listen, Waring, I don't know what you want, but if you think Eve killed Juliana, you're out of your mind. She didn't even know the man. And why did she come to me with that cock and bullseye? She was trying to protect me. Against what? Look, I'm. I'm head cashier in a Washington bank. Giuliano's been after me to turn over to him the dates of large currency movements. What was it, blackmail? No. Now, don't give me that. Otherwise you would have gone to the police. What do they have on you? Don't tell him, Larry. What can I lose now, Eve? Giuliano found out that 10 years ago I served a term for manslaughter. I was drunk one night and I killed a man with my car. I served two years under another name. And if the bank ever learned about you being an ex con, you'd be minus a career. That's right. Is that why she killed Giuliana? I tell you, she didn't. And who did? I did. Well, you Mustn't believe him, Mr. Waring. He's trying to protect me. I killed Juliana. She's lying. It's no use, Larry. They're bound to find out sooner or later. But you couldn't have done it, because I did. What do you think, Russell? The cinch One of them's lying. Ah, but which one? She is. I don't believe. Wait, wait, wait, wait just a minute. As far as Giuliano is concerned, there's no great loss. He was a crook. But there's no reason why this has to go any further than this room. What do you mean? Russell and I are fond of eating regularly. So for five grand, we walk out of here, forget we ever knew you. That okay with you, Denny? I don't like it. Oh, come on, give him a break. And two and a half grand apiece isn't to be sneezed at. Well, there's only one trouble with that, Waring. Trouble. I haven't got 5,000. How about you, Eve? I gave you my last $50. Well, how much can you dig up? Not more than a couple of hundred. Well, that puts a different complexion on things. What do you think, Russell? I say we turn them over to the cops. Well, that's to be expected. Every killer likes a fall guy. Handy. What are you getting at? Just what it sounded like. Russell, didn't anyone ever tell you you can't get away with murder? Really, Mr. Waring, I don't know how to thank you enough. Or maybe you'll let me give the little bride away. You're not angry at me for involving you? No. After all, Eve, you're a woman in love. And they're not very rational creatures. Well, tell me, Mr. Waring, how did you figure out it was Vanny Russell who killed Juliano? Oh, there were several things, Larry. First of all, Russell told me that Giuliano had a roll on him big enough to choke a horse. And when I went through Giuliano's pockets, all I found was a scrap of paper with your name on it. So what happened to the money? Well, obviously it was stolen. That's right. So that opened up a new field. Suppose this was a plain, everyday murder for money. But Larry or I might have taken it. Not very likely, angel. That's why I offered to accept the bribe. I figured that if you two were willing to risk the chair for each other, a little thing like $5,000 wouldn't stop you if you had it. And when you heard the best we could scare up was a couple of hundred, then I knew I had to look elsewhere. What made you think of Russell? Well, he got me out of jail by inventing an alibi for me. Something about a double date with a couple of girls named Harriet Nora. Well, I don't understand. Well, you see, by giving me an alibi, he also gave Himself one at the same time. And he really needed it. The truth of the matter is that at 6 o'clock when Juliana was shot, I was still out cold in his apartment after he plugged me. No wonder Russell made it so easy for me to escape from him. But you know what gets me, Angel? Is what you were doing in the closet where we found you. Oh, well, I drove out to see Juliana. Hoping that if I pleaded with him, he wouldn't bother Larry anymore. When I got there, he was dead. Then when I heard you outside, I got panicky. And down at headquarters, when you accused me of the murder. Well, that was for the same reason I wanted to protect Larry. Sure, I should have known. Good night, Larry. Take care of yourself. Now, wait. Wait a minute, Mr. Waring. Why rush off? Well, this is all okay for you lovebirds, but I've got a lot of work to do at this time of night? I've got a date with one of the most luscious redheads in New York. You call that work? And you've got to explain why you're 24 hours late. Brother, is nothing else but good night. Folks, there comes a time in the life of every homemaker when she has to fix a dinner fast. And that's when Kraft Dinner is such a help. You see, in just seven minutes cooking time, Kraft Dinner makes delicious macaroni and cheese. Wonderful, tender macaroni with fine cheese flavor all through. Just like I said. In only seven minutes cooking time. That's because every package of Kraft Dinner gives you a special quick cooking macaroni. And just the right amount of Kraft grated for that grand cheese flavor. So tomorrow, get a couple of packages of Kraft Dinner. This is NBC, the National Broadcasting Company. I'm Rod Serling. You're listening to the Zero Hour. Rest your eyes, Exercise your imagination. Today, Kim Weiskopf's strange saga of apartment living. There's A Man in 211. Starring Lyle Reiner. In a Mutual Broadcasting System presentation of the Zero Hour. Brought to you by the Ford Motor Company. Beach Nut Chewing Tobacco, Shenley Indices, Matus Wine and Kodak. This is the Zero Hour on Mutual Radio. Let me take your pic. Let me take your picture. I'm going to take your picture. What are you going to take my picture with? I have a camera. Kodak Pocket and Somatic Camera. Right camera right here. And I carry it with me all the time. I have a way to do this. Now, are you ready for this? I challenge you to a duel. A duel? Yes. What are you talking about? Kodak Pocket instamatic cameras at 5 paces. 10 paces. 5 paces. Are you tired? Oh, you're scared. I can see your hands. Yeah, your head is shaking. You count. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. What's the matter? You win. How come you shot through? I shot my foot. And I'll take five prints. The Kodak Pocket Instamatic camera. You can get big, sharp, clear pictures from the camera that slips into your pocket. You'll never have to leave it behind. The Kodak Pocket Instamatic camera. I want a rematch of a duel for gal. Come on. I'll shoot your good side. All right, let's go. Ready? One, two, three. H. Gotcha. Hey, you shot me in the back. That's right. That's a good song. There's something indelible about the first of anything we always remember the first kiss, the first love, the first home. Together, Rob and Vicki Lewis are young newlyweds with their future ahead of them. And a new modern one bedroom apartment is their first home. It's so new, in fact, that they are the first to move into the building. Or are they? What they don't know yet is there's a man in 211. As managers of the apartment building, you'll naturally have some responsibilities to the tenants once they start moving in. Mr. NATO, you'll want to screen all applicants, right? That's right, my boy. You can't be too careful in who you rent to these days. I spell out every detail in the lease. No children or pets. It's all air in black and white. Rob, honey, come look. Oh, excuse me. Surely. Isn't this the cutest kitchen you've ever seen? The whole apartment. It's perfect. Oh, we're going to be so happy. I just hope we can afford to stay. Hey, of course we can. We're both working. Vicky. Rob, wait a minute. The owner's still here. I. I really must be going, so perhaps we can finish up, Mrs. Lewis. You like it? Oh, I love it. No reason you shouldn't. I wish I'd had something like this when I first got married. We'll be the best managers you've ever had. I'm sure you will, dear. You know, this is a thrill for me. Helping young married people like you get off to a good start. Pretty soon the whole block will be filled with nice young couples. You should have seen it here before my company bought up the property. Nothing but shacks. Well, you got everything but the keys. This is the master key. There are two sets for each unit, so that's 25 in all you can. Mr. Lewis. I have your number at work. You know how to reach me. One of you will be here every day between nine and six, right? That's right, yes. Good. You'll be getting your phone when? Tomorrow, they said. That's fine. Well, enjoy. Goodbye, Mr. NATO. Goodbye. Vicki. Vicki. He's gone. Rob, what did you tell him? Well, I said you were the fairy princess and I used to be a frog. No, no, no. I knew about working. Doesn't he know I'm a school teacher? A school substitute teacher. I won't be here every day. I'm not going to stop teaching. Well, we'll work something out. I'll talk to Mr. Hansen in the morning. Without me, he's got no one to manage his restaurant. Oh, baby, don't look so glum. Once I'm accepted to law school, we won't have to worry about the future. I don't know if I married you because I love you or if I just fell for your Prince Charming routine. Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, ribbit. Do you mean us? Of course not. Damn that man. I'd like to pour hot coffee right in his life. What's the matter, Marie? You got a picky customer, Mr. Lewis. If this piece of meat was any rare, I'd have to lead it in on a rope. It's been that kind of a day. Well, you go have Cookie fry up another one. We'll be off soon. You look about as tired as I feel. Don't you ever go home? Have you been talking to my wife? I don't need to. I'm a woman. Woman. Well, get in the kitchen, woman. Oh, ain't you the one. Good evening, Hansen. Bob. Vicki, honey, why are you still there? Oh, Hanson's late as usual. I can't leave. We're really packed now. You understand, don't you? Go ahead and eat without you, then. Well, I'm sorry, honey. Vicki. Vicki. Now, let's see. Bills, bills. Ah, here it is. Let's see. Dear Mr. Lewis, because of the overwhelming number of qualified applicants who have sent transcripts to our graduate law department, we are unable to consider your application at this time. What? Mother? What's the idea of hanging up on me? I didn't hang up. We were cut off. Oh, come on. I'd call back. And you regard. Well, I don't know whether to hug you or slug you. Come here, baby. Oh, Hanson walked in right after we talked. I'm going on nights starting Monday. Oh, honey, nights. Well, then we'll never see each other. What can I do. We've been married over a month and we're strangers in our own home. I know, I know. Well, at least you'll be able to get out during the days. I'm sure the black border racer just need cleaning. We're more important than my going back to work. We'll stay home together. Great. We can read menus to each other all day long. Oh, not another one. Yeah. That's four rejections. Two to go. Looks like the only way I'll get into court is to be arrested. Honey, don't be down. Our first tenants moved in today. Really? Well, who are they? What are they like? Well, it's Mr. And Mrs. Meyers. They're a little older than I thought they'd be. How old are they? In their 60s. He's retired. 60s. Well, what about Natoff's speech about nice young couples? How many young couples can afford this rent? One lesson, Natoff thinks. Rob, are you awake? Huh? Listen, listen. Someone's walking around the upstairs apartment. Well, maybe our tenants have insomnia. Honey. What? The Myers are in apartment 106 down the hall. There's somebody else upstairs. Hello, Mr. Know It all here. The man who knows everything about everything. What was so amazing about Pavo Newmi? The Flying Finn. He couldn't fly and he came from dusseldorf. Finished. Hello, Mr. Know It All. How old is the oldest man? 145. He's 137. He's 145. He lies about his age to keep working. Hello, Mr. Know it all. Do you know what you get as standard equipment on the Mustang ii? Ames, you got me with Mustang ii. You get an easy on gas, four cylinder engine, four speed shift, bucket seats, even a tachometer. All standard. I didn't know that. Which is the best selling car? Camaro, Firebird, Barracuda, Challenger, Javelin or Mustang too? Well, Mustang 2 outsells all those other cars combined. Gee, I didn't know that either. Yeah, well, now that you know, stop in at your local Ford dealer. Over the last five years, Ford dealers have sold more small cars. Cars with wheelbases of less than 112 inches and any other single group of dealers in America. Come see your local Ford dealer. East Small Car Headquarters. Hello. The former Mr. Know It All. Yes. Good morning, Mr. Myers. I'm Rob Lewis, the manager. Oh, yes. I met your pretty wife yesterday. Everything's fine, just fine. Come in and meet the missus. Oh, I can't just now. I'm on my way to work. Well, after work then, you and your wife stop by For a cup of tea? Louise and I always have tea before bed. My name's John, by the way. Isn't he a stimulant? Doesn't it keep you awake now? Nonsense. Say after 9 o'clock? The Atom bomb couldn't get me up. What about your wife, son? We've been married. Gone on the year 40. Now, don't you think I know my wife's sleeping habits by this time? Yes, I guess so. You guess so? So neither of you were up around 3 this morning? No, sir. No way. Leave the dishes, Vicki. I'll get them later. Oh, catch me, Prince. I'm going to faint. Come on, we're going up. What? Oh, wait, wait. I'll get a sweater. No, you won't need it. We're only going down the hall. We've been invited to te. Oh, so you're a schoolteacher. Well, that's wonderful. Do you take sugar or lemon? Sugar, please. Two lumps. And so the market's slumping like it is. Right. Maybe we'll have to move to a cheaper place. We don't want to, though. As soon as a few more folks move into this building, why, it won't be so lonely. It's too bad. Where's your tea, John? Thank you. I was just saying that, Jerome. It's too bad we're not allowed to have pets here. At least till more people move in. Well, somebody's breaking the rules around here. Ms. Miles, I distinctly saw a big, long haired black cat prowling around outside this afternoon. What? Must have been a neighborhood cat. No, I found him up the stairs. Although I must admit he was much faster than I. What? What cat? I didn't see any cat. John, you were napping. I was? Where did the cat go, Mrs. Myers? Well, he walked very deliberately to the last apartment on the end and went inside. How did he get in? The door was open. He walked in. Honey, she's an old lady. Her mind was playing tricks on her like we imagined. We heard footsteps up here last night, Rob. I was home all day. I would have heard if there was anyone here. And I didn't. Didn't. That's funny. What is it? This end table. I could swear it was at that end of the couch last night. It was dark, wasn't it? It's dark now, too. All the windows are locked. Maybe I did leave the door open. Honey, let's go. I want to look in the kitchen. All right. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty. Oh, now you're being silly. Yes, I guess I am. Maybe I'm working too hard. Well, let's whoop. Okay. What do you say now, what is it? Well, take a look. That's as real as we are. Honey, I just kicked over a saucer of milk. No answer. That's busy. You want me to stay home today? Do you want to? I'm so confused. There has to be some reasonable explanation for this. Now, we've got two keys to that apartment. What is it? 2:11. NATO's got one. Oh, I don't know. This whole setup is weird. Those tenants, this place, everything. What do we do? Well, I'm going into work. I'll try to reach Natal from there. Now, you call me if anything strange goes on around here, okay? Okay. Now you promise? Promise. All right. Well, I better run. Goodbye, baby. Goodbye. Have a Good day. Hi, Mr. Rosenberg. Hello, Vicki. Come in. Any kind of wine you want it to be? It's a picnic wine, a candlelight wine. Just try some and see how much juice ros feels at home on a yard, a backpack, motor home, whatever you got. Ro you like it a lot. Try some and you'll see. Matus is a ros wine imported from the old world to go with everything good. It has a light, easy to like taste, so it makes good food even better. Good people friendlier. And good times. Well, just try some and see. Imported by drapers Ashby & Company, New York, NY York. To be any kind of wine you want it to be. Mr. Rosenberg, I wish you'd make up your mind. First you tell me you do want my husband to know about you and you disappear. Fair. Then you deliberately allow Mrs. Myers to see Rudy so she'll tell Robin you set out a saucer. No, I don't understand. But you do trust me. Well, you've been practically my only company since we moved in. I like you, Mr. Rosenberg, but I don't know that I trust you. I've kept my word. I told you that you'd have tenants. I even told you what their names would be and how old they were. Yes, you did. But. And I promise you, Vicki, what I said about your husband will happen too. He will be accepted to law school, mark my word. But you must go along with me just a little longer. Why not go directly to Mr. Natob? He's the one you want to see. Mr. Natoff is a very tricky fellow. You must know that by now. Well, he is a little hard to reach and I must see him. But it must be done this way. You'll see why later. Mr. Rosenberg, I don't know how much longer I can go on lying to my husband. Please bear with me one more day. Just one day. My newspaper has to come today. Good afternoon. Hanson's Lewis, please. Mr. Lewis is gone for the day. He is? Would you know where he went? This is his wife. Well, honey, he said if he called to tell you he was going to see the man. What man? Did he say no. Something he told me, but I can't remember. Was it NATO? Mr. NATO? Well, that's it. That's the man. He said. Thank you. Thank you very much. Irresponsible young people. Yes? Oh, Mr. NATO. Mrs. Lewis, I'd like to have a word with you. Where's Rob? I have no idea. What? I spoke to your husband on the telephone. He told me people have been moving in. An old couple. Myers. He sounds surprised. I sent no one by that name to this apartment building. You didn't? Absolutely not. Our agreement was that I would screen all tenants. But I thought they said. Where are they? Apartment 106, but they went out an hour ago. What's that? Who's upstairs? Didn't Rob tell you? Where is my husband? Tell me what? There's a man in 2:11. Rob. Nicki. In here, honey. I've got a surprise for you. Oh, am I really steamed. I finally got NATO on the phone, arranged to meet him downtown and he didn't show. I stuck my neck on, Wolfed off the job. He didn't show. Rob. Honey, look. What's that? It came today. It's from the university. You've been accepted to the law school. Hey, that's great. Oh, thank you. What's that? Honey, stay here. Don't tell me you don't hear. Don't go up there. You stay. No, no, don't. It's none of our business. It's Mr. NATO. Oh, good. I want to give him peace of mind. Mine. Come back. That. Don't break the door down. Use the key. What on earth? There's nothing here. What happened to the furniture? What was all that commotion? That scream? Where's Natov? I'm calling the police. Why? Why? Because some strange things are going on around here. What's the matter with you, Vicki? You can see. You heard noises in the night. Phantom cats, oddball tenants disappearing furniture. What is this, a conspiracy to drive me crazy? If it is, it's working. If you know something I don't. Well, tell me. There was a man here. What man? Why didn't you tell me before this? I couldn't. Mr. Rosenberg. Well, that's his name. He could see into the future? Uh huh. Maybe you ought to lie down. It's true. Where are you going? Back downstairs. I'm calling a cop and a doctor. What are you gonna tell the police? We don't know what happened. You tell them what you know about Mr. Rosenberg. I can't make sense out of anything. Especially this newspaper that was sitting outside of Meyer's apartment. Who knows what happened to them. Hey, isn't that a picture of Mr. Natoff? And that's Mr. Rosenberg. Tenants sear and squatter killed in shootout. Prominent land developer Leonard Natov, 46, was shot to death today by a man who refused to leave his condemned house. Ben Rosenberg, 64, dropped Natoff with one shot, then turned his.22 caliber rifle on himself. Both men were pronounced dead at the scene. Let me see. Hiss. Judge under fire as U.S. moves for retrial. Alger Hiss. Where did this paper come from? It was delivered today. Mr. Rosenberg. You say you saw this Mr. Rosenberg? Yes, many times. And he could see into the future? Yes. He. He knew about the Myers coming. And your letter of acceptance. Honey, I believe you. But this newspaper. Look at the date. Saturday, July 9, 1949. Now we're Dick and Ditch and I'll never get rich. But I've learned me a lesson or two. You judge a good man by the dirt on his hands. And beech nuts, the tobacco chew. Since I was a kid, each thing that I did helped teach me what I'm telling you. When you fight, it's the win. When you're right, don't give in. And beech nuts at the back of your shoe. Great thing about being raised around here is they raise you on beach nut chewing to backer. Like they say, beach nuts, the tobacco to chew. Cause it just keeps on getting better, moister, more satisfying. Beach nuts. All you ever need to learn about chewing back. Now Poppy might yell, but he taught us kid will and most things he said, I still do. I live by my word. Don't repeat what I've heard. And be snudge the tobacco I chew foreign. Close your eyes, exercise your imagination. And join us again on our next presentation of the Zero Hour. There's a man in 211 is an original radio drama by Kim Weiskopf. Lyle Wagoner was heard as Bob Lewis. Featured in the cast were Jane Webb, Frank Nelson, Jay Justin, Bill Keane and Diana Hale. Zero hour, created by J.M. kohler, directed by Don Hills, is produced in Hollywood for the Mutual Broadcasting System by Radio Productions Incorporated. Music is composed and conducted by Stanley D. Hoffman.