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This is the Relic Radio Show. Old Time Radio Entertainment. Still standing the test of time. From relicradio.com this is the Relic Radio Show. 60 minutes of radio drama every Tuesday at relicradio.com the first story comes from Screen Director's Playhouse. This week we'll hear trade winds from May 29, 1949. Suspense follows that with the pasteboard box. Their story from January 17, 1946.
Announcer
From Hollywood, the NBC Theater presents.
Frederick March
Screen Director's assignment production Trade Wins.
Tay Garnett
Director Tay Garnett. Star, Frederick.
Announcer
The Hollywood screen directors present a merry mixture of murder and romance. Trade Winds, starring Frederick March. And introducing the director of the film, Tay Garnet. The first motion picture job taken by tonight's guest screen director literally put him head and shoulders above everyone else. In fact, he was several thousand feet above them, creating thrills as a stunt pilot. And when he came back to earth, he went right on creating thrilling entertainment as a writer and director. His expert direction ornaments such standout films as Mrs. Parkington, Valley of Decision, the Postman Always Rings Twice. And tonight's story, Trade Winds. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Tay Garnett.
Lorene Tuttle
Thank you. Shortly before we made Trade Winds, I had an idea for filming some unusual motion picture background. The plan called for someone to take a small boat and cruise the world with a camera, sailing the South Seas, the tropics, the Orient. But how could I ask a man to tear himself away from Hollywood and do a thing like that? I just couldn't. So I did it myself. It was quite a sacrifice. But we came back with much of the background for Trade Winds and. And with the story itself. Now, here it is. Trade Winds, starring Frederick March as Sam Y. The role he created with Lorene Tuttle as Kay Kerrigan.
Frederick March
Many of you will remember the Kay Kerrigan case in San Francisco last year. How can you forget it? I was on it. Kay Kerrigan, a very palatable dish, visited the apartment of Tommy Broome ii, a notorious playboy. The following morning, Tommy Broom II was discovered to be a cadaver with a neat bullet hole in the base of his brain. Kay Kerrigan disappeared. She disappeared so thoroughly that the police commissioner finally decided to send for me, bloodhound that I am.
Commissioner
There you are, Sam. The suspect's handbag with all the identification in the world. And these black antelope gloves.
Frederick March
Ms. Kerrigan left the scene of the crime in a hurry.
Commissioner
She left everything but a signed confession.
Frederick March
All right, Commissioner, but where do I come in? You've got your own detectives, and very talented they are for amateurs.
Commissioner
Kay Kerrigan happens to be a Very beautiful woman.
Frederick March
Now I know why you need me.
Commissioner
Last we heard of her, she'd pawned a ring in Honolulu.
Frederick March
Running low on Doe. But if she's beautiful, she couldn't kill anybody.
Commissioner
Look, Sam, look. Tommy Broom broke her kid sister's heart. Kid sister commits suicide in the Bay. Kay goes gunning for Tommy. Kay leaves calling cards all over the place. But just because she's an attractive dish, you call her innocent.
Frederick March
Commissioner, this is a democracy in America.
Tay Garnett
I know, I know.
Commissioner
A man is innocent until he's proven guilty. That I know. Now, look, Sam. Look, do you want the case or do I put George Faulkner on the trail?
Frederick March
George Faulkner? Who's George Faulkner? A better man than you are. Gunga Din. Sam Wise the name. Who are you?
Commissioner
I ask you a question, Sam. Do you want the job?
Frederick March
What's this matinee idol got that I haven't got? Who are you? George Faulkner. Never heard of you.
Commissioner
Faulkner always gets his man.
Frederick March
Kate Kerrigan is a woman.
Commissioner
That's the only reason I prefer you on this particular case.
Frederick March
You're a very shrewd judge of talent, Commissioner. I accept the job. Excuse me while I telephone my office.
Gene Flannery
Sam. Why? Private investigation.
Frederick March
Gene, honey, I'm. I'm off to the Orient to bring back Kay Kerrigan.
Gene Flannery
Oh, swell.
Frederick March
When we leave, I'm going alone, solo, by myself. Solitaire.
Gene Flannery
And leave me here to stall the landlord?
Tay Garnett
Oh, no, you don't, darling.
Frederick March
Do you think I'm leaving you because.
Commissioner
I want to or because there's dough in it?
Frederick March
Don't you realize, baby, that a girl like you happens only once to a man. Only once may he reach up and touch the stars. And you are that once for me. Don't you know that, Genie?
Gene Flannery
Oh, gee, Sam, I'm sorry.
Frederick March
Of course you are. And don't forget to stall my tailor too.
Gene Flannery
You heel.
Frederick March
Bye.
Tay Garnett
Bye.
Frederick March
Genie.
Commissioner
You even conned that poor secretary of yours into liking you.
Frederick March
Being a cad is a full time operation.
Commissioner
Now, Sam, there's just one more thing about this cake Harrigan. She loves the piano. Chopin played badly. Greats on her nerves.
Frederick March
That's the lead. Who plays Chopin worse than I do. So long, Commissioner. Table. You from Honolulu. Dear Commissioner, having a fine time. Wish you were her.
Commissioner
Who is her? What gives? Reply at once.
Frederick March
Sorry. Correction. Having fine time. Wish you were here.
Commissioner
Where is Kerrigan?
Frederick March
Kerrigan?
Tay Garnett
Oh, her.
Frederick March
Kerrigan leaving Honolulu tonight for Singapore under name of Mary Holden. Will remove Hawaiian Babe from my lap at once and dash off after Kerrigan worshipfully. Sam.
Tay Garnett
Yes?
Gene Flannery
Oh, dear.
Kay Kerrigan
Please, please. You mustn't place your pan like that again.
Frederick March
Hello. I thought everyone but me had gone to their staterooms.
Kay Kerrigan
I heard you play, if I may call it that. I had to stop it.
Frederick March
I'm glad.
Kay Kerrigan
Why?
Frederick March
You've made something happen to me. Only once may a man reach up his hand and.
Kay Kerrigan
Go on.
Commissioner
Sam.
Lorene Tuttle
Y.
Frederick March
My name is Sam Y. I'm Mary Holden. Hi.
Kay Kerrigan
Hello. Do you mind if I show you how that prelude ends? It's only fair to present Chopin's side of the argument. But I'll need my right hand. You still have.
Frederick March
I need it too.
Kay Kerrigan
Please.
Frederick March
You see, this? This happens only once to a man. Only once may he reach up his hand and touch the stars.
Kay Kerrigan
That, I believe, is known as a line.
Frederick March
Yes, it is.
Kay Kerrigan
You speak it as though you rehearsed it a lot.
Frederick March
On every possible occasion.
Kay Kerrigan
At least you're honest about it.
Frederick March
Tell me, where will you stay in Singapore?
Kay Kerrigan
The Raffles Hotel.
Frederick March
Things to do in Singapore. The places, the faces, the races. See you in Singapore.
Kay Kerrigan
Raffles Hotel. Come on, vanishing lady.
Tay Garnett
Run for it. Run.
Frederick March
Run. Take it easy, Mary. She's coming up.
Tay Garnett
All right, Sam.
Kay Kerrigan
Who's that horrible big horse ahead of her?
Frederick March
Oh, that's Sahib. He's a long shot.
Gene Flannery
I hate Sahib.
Kay Kerrigan
I hate Sahib.
Frederick March
Sahib, she hates you. So there, vanishing lady.
Kay Kerrigan
Stumble.
Gene Flannery
She's down.
Narrator
Sahib win.
Kay Kerrigan
What'll I do? Oh, what'll I do?
Frederick March
Did the money really mean that much to you?
Kay Kerrigan
Mary, if you only knew.
Frederick March
And I'm glad I placed your money on Sahib.
Kay Kerrigan
You put my money on Sahib?
Frederick March
Yes, mem Sahib.
Kay Kerrigan
Ah, sad.
Frederick March
Switched your bet at the last moment.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, I don't know what to do in a case like this.
Frederick March
Just send me flowers.
Kay Kerrigan
No, really. It means so much to me.
Frederick March
Well, then, dinner at 8, and let's hold hands in the moonlit jungle patio, hmm?
Kay Kerrigan
Yes, but what can I do for you? It's beautiful out here, Sam.
Frederick March
Moonlight becomes you.
Kay Kerrigan
Beautiful and eerie. Unearthly. Makes everything seem far away. Sad things seem gone. Only the lovely things are here.
Frederick March
They are for me.
Kay Kerrigan
Lying. Gospel, Peace, sanctuary. And a good friend. Thank you, good friend. Sam Marriott. I must tell you something.
Frederick March
Perhaps you'd better not.
Kay Kerrigan
Yes, I needed money to go away desperately. Not.
Frederick March
Not yet.
Kay Kerrigan
Sam, promise me that. We'll take every moment and treasure it. All we can hope for is a few great moments and then goodbye. When I go, let me go. No regrets. And promise me you won't try to follow me.
Frederick March
You're asking a lot, Sam.
Kay Kerrigan
The moments are slipping away.
Frederick March
Okay, darling.
Kay Kerrigan
Sam. What did you just call me? What you used a name. You said. I think I heard you say.
Frederick March
I said. Okay, darling. Oh, okay.
Kay Kerrigan
Okay, darling. Okay. Come in for a minute in the nightcap, Sam.
Frederick March
I don't mind if you don't mind. Yeah, Let me unlock it.
Kay Kerrigan
No, thanks. No, I've got it. Oh, the lights are on. Jeanette must be up.
Narrator
Jeanette?
Kay Kerrigan
Yes, my somewhat French maid. I just hired her today.
Gene Flannery
Jeanette? Oui, mademoiselle. Just a minute.
Kay Kerrigan
When Jeanette comes in, tell her what you want. Sam, I'll change to something more calm.
Gene Flannery
Mademoiselle sent for me? Yes. Oh, no.
Frederick March
Genie, what are you doing in Singapore?
Gene Flannery
Well, I'm training Kay Kerrigan. What are you.
Frederick March
Kay? KK Kerrigan is in the Casablanca.
Gene Flannery
You want a wager?
Frederick March
Well, she's running a shooting gallery in the Caspar.
Gene Flannery
Look, Sam, I'm your secretary and I know all your tricks.
Frederick March
All right, Gene, what do you want?
Gene Flannery
$50,000.
Frederick March
I'll give you five. What are we talking about?
Gene Flannery
Tommy Broom's father has offered $100,000 reward for Kay Kerrigan.
Tay Garnett
Wow.
Gene Flannery
I get half.
Frederick March
I'll give you 10. Five. All right. I'll raise your salary half.
Gene Flannery
And that doll in there is Kay Kerrigan.
Frederick March
All right, Jeannie, you win.
Gene Flannery
Well, thanks, bud. And now I will get him for you. The beverage.
Frederick March
Oh, no.
Gene Flannery
In one minute will be the stock.
Frederick March
Oh, Genie, please work fast. Sam, why work fast?
Tay Garnett
Fast?
Frederick March
I. I want to send the cablegram.
Tay Garnett
Hurry.
Kay Kerrigan
Genie.
Frederick March
Yes, Ry for me, please.
Gene Flannery
What you say, mister?
Frederick March
Y r? Please.
Gene Flannery
Mercy.
Frederick March
Hello. This goes the chief of. Oh, the chief of. Detective San Francisco police have captured carrigan single handed. 100,000 payable to me. Only love and kisses, Sam. Yeah, Just charge that to the San Francisco. What do you mean? Isn't the city of San Francisco good for a lousy few bucks? All right, I'll come down and pay you. Mary. Yeah, I'm going down for some cigarettes. I'll be right back, honey.
Gene Flannery
Cable office, please. This is Gene Flannery, Mr. Samwise, secretary for my records. What was that message he just sent to the San Francisco police?
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, oh, the heel.
Gene Flannery
The double crossing heel. I'll murder the bum.
Kay Kerrigan
May we?
Announcer
You are listening to the Hollywood screen director's presentation of Trade Winds starring Frederick Marsh with Lorraine Tuttle and introducing the director of the film Tay Garnett.
Gene Flannery
Mademoiselle. Hey, mademoiselle. Open up.
Kay Kerrigan
Dr. Neck.
Gene Flannery
Whatever's the matter? Je vous seriously advised to take a powder.
Kay Kerrigan
Take a powder? That's what I feel. Fine.
Gene Flannery
Look, this Sam y personality is not whom you think he is. He is a detective.
Kay Kerrigan
A detective?
Gene Flannery
The poor Manzellary queen. And he's after you.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, I can't believe it. You gotta believe it.
Gene Flannery
I'm his secretary. And I know, but I'm on your side. Now, we women have just got to stick together. Also, there is a hundred cheese on your head, and Sam is gobbling the whole reward.
Kay Kerrigan
I've got to get away.
Gene Flannery
You can try, but he's awfully good at finding people.
Kay Kerrigan
I'll go to Colombo. Oh, no.
Gene Flannery
They got cops in Ohio, too.
Kay Kerrigan
I mean Colombo. Ceylon. Oh. Well, I'll. I'll go with you. Why?
Gene Flannery
I don't know.
Kay Kerrigan
I guess it's just because I. I want to help you. Why are you crying? Oh, it's such a beautiful gesture of giving up 50 grand for a friend. Such a beautiful gesture.
Frederick March
All right, Kate. Stop playing. Turn around.
Kay Kerrigan
I knew it was you when I heard your steps.
Frederick March
Stop playing, Kay. I've come for you.
Kay Kerrigan
I knew coming to Colombo wouldn't help.
Frederick March
You can't get away from me, Kane. Turn around.
Kay Kerrigan
I ought to hate you.
Frederick March
You do.
Kay Kerrigan
No. You're a confirmed heel, a grand chancellor, the head of the lodge. But I can't hate you.
Frederick March
Okay.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, Sam. Hold me. Hold me in your arms, darling. Hold me tight for a moment and then take me back. I don't care.
Frederick March
I do, darling. Oh, darling.
Kay Kerrigan
And now let's see you put up your hands. Hey, all I wanted was your shoulder gun. You cheap flat foot.
Frederick March
You wouldn't shoot me.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, yes, I would. I shot Tommy Broom, didn't I? And you're two of a kind.
Frederick March
Don't move, Kate.
Kay Kerrigan
I've heard that one, too. Don't move, darling. I want to remember you always, just the way you are.
Frederick March
Listen to me, Kay. I know how you feel about me, but you've got to believe in me unquestioningly in the next few moments. Believe in you as you value your life. Kate. Don't move.
Kay Kerrigan
Why? What's the matter?
Frederick March
Don't turn around to the piano again. Don't raise your voice or make any sudden motion. And very carefully, very, very carefully lower that gun and drop it on the floor in front of me. Or I can pick it up without moving his steps.
Kay Kerrigan
Threw back the gun. Ridiculous.
Frederick March
Do as I tell you, Kay, and in heaven's name, don't turn around because there's a king cobra behind you coming out of the piano, and he can't decide whether he should bite you or not. But if he does strike, he'll get you in the back of your neck. And you won't live 30 seconds. So easy does it, Kay. Perhaps the drone of my voice will keep him steady.
Kay Kerrigan
How do I know you're not lying to me? How do I know it's not just another trick?
Frederick March
Maybe you've got to tell. Take your chances, either with me or with that big ugly brute weaving back and forth behind you. Now lower the gun, I say. Slowly, slowly. That's it. Slow. Slow. Now drop it. Don't throw it. Drop it. Good girl. Now stand perfectly motionless while I stoop and try to pick up the gun. Because besides being the deadliest snake in the east, the hooded cobra is absolutely an hysterical creature. Flies into a frenzy over nothing. And then. Watch out. That's all. Watch out. And I've got the gun. Now that's straightened up. And again. I've got to keep on talking. I don't know what to say anymore. Except maybe four score and seven years ago, our father's brought forth in this continent. Steady, girl. I think I can get a beat on its head. Past your left ear. A new nation received in liberty. He's weaving, he's weaving, he's weaving. And dedicated to the proposition. Don't move. And I'm waiting for my chance, Sterling. And I've got to keep on talking. Keep on talking. It came to pass that when they were in the field that Cain rose up against Abel, his brother, and slew him. Steady, honey. And the Lord said unto Cain, where is Abel, thy brother? And he said, I know not. I know not. S Am I my brother's keeper? S It's all right now. You can turn around. Oh, you passed through eight feet of murder.
Kay Kerrigan
K. Oh, how horrible.
Frederick March
Eight feet of death with his head shot off.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, Sam, darling. Ho. I'm so afraid.
Frederick March
Don't.
Kay Kerrigan
I'm so frightened.
Frederick March
It's over now, dear. You'll never have to be afraid again. We're going away together, Kay, you and I. We lose ourselves from men and their manhunts. Away from everything.
Kay Kerrigan
Just you and I. I shot a man's head. I killed a man.
Frederick March
You killed a snake, too.
Kay Kerrigan
You can't justify murder, Sam. I shot him, I tell you. I shot him in the heart.
Frederick March
The heart? But Tommy Boom was shot.
Kay Kerrigan
Don't throw your life away from me.
Frederick March
Listen. Listen. We'll drift together peacefully, drifting down the trade winds of the east together, you and I.
Kay Kerrigan
No, Sam. No. Let's have three months together. Three months of perfect happiness. Sam. It's more than most people have in their entire lives.
Frederick March
It's more than I deserve. It's A lot more than you're going to get, Sam. O. The Faulkner headquarters yanked me off that narcotics job I was on. It said something smelled funny around here. All right.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, Sam, don't let him take me.
Frederick March
He won't, baby. You represent $100,000 on the hoof and it's all mine.
Kay Kerrigan
Not handcuffs, Sam.
Frederick March
100 grand, Kay. Bound to me by loops of steel.
Kay Kerrigan
You're doing this for money, Baby, I'm.
Frederick March
Losing you in any case. You can't expect me to pass up that reward too.
Kay Kerrigan
You are vile.
Frederick March
The dregs. Let's go, girl. San Francisco. You coming, Faulkner? Kerrigan and captor arrive from Orient self styled. Heel claims big reward. Jury still out. Kerrigan fate uncertain. Kerrigan guilty. Gumshoe heel celebrates with party.
Gene Flannery
Sam. Why, you miserable hound.
Frederick March
Miserable bloodhound. Are you?
Gene Flannery
Oh, you're funny, aren't you? Kay is guilty and you're throwing a big party in the late Tommy Broom's apartment. That does it for me. I quit.
Frederick March
No, you can't quit, Jeannie. I need you.
Gene Flannery
But who needs you then?
Frederick March
If you won't do anything for me, do something for Kay.
Gene Flannery
Cary, I smell a rat. Brat.
Frederick March
No, this is square. Take this pair of gloves to Kay.
Gene Flannery
Gloves to handle people like you with.
Frederick March
These are the gloves that were left in Tommy Broom's apartment the night he was killed. So take these gloves to Kay in her cell and then join me at Tommy Broom's apartment tonight.
Kay Kerrigan
Why?
Frederick March
Just do as I tell you.
Gene Flannery
Okay. Ken, hand me the gloves over a pencil I don't want to come in contact with. Well, where's the big party, Mr. Wild?
Frederick March
It hasn't arrived yet. And what about the gloves?
Gene Flannery
To begin with, Kay says they aren't even hers. In the second place.
Frederick March
I knew it. I knew it. That clinches it.
Gene Flannery
Clinches what?
Frederick March
Look, Kay has always admitted that she killed Broom, but she thinks she shot him in the heart. Whereas we know he was shot in the head. Yeah, but she says these aren't her gloves. She admits the murder. She has nothing more to hide. So why deny the gloves? The answer is they aren't hers. Some other woman left these gloves that night and did shoot Broom in the head after Kay left.
Gene Flannery
Hey, this gets to be like the radio. Comes a crystal clear explanation for Mr. District Attorney. I don't get it. I'm stupid.
Frederick March
Well, now listen. There were six women playing around with Broom at the time he was murdered. And these gloves belong to one of them. The one who nailed Tommy Broom. All six of those women have been invited here. Tonight, I'm going to put these gloves on the dressing room table, and you're going to hide in the next room and see what happens. Well, there's the first for the frolic. Keep your fingers crossed.
Gene Flannery
With you. I've got them double crossed.
Kay Kerrigan
Hey.
Gene Flannery
Hey, Sam.
Frederick March
Yeah, Jean?
Gene Flannery
You know that Bartlett woman, the sex bull?
Frederick March
Yeah, yeah.
Gene Flannery
She didn't touch the Glo. Sam.
Frederick March
Yeah?
Gene Flannery
Been casing that Kitty Utter back on the gloves.
Frederick March
Go on. Go on.
Tay Garnett
Nothing.
Gene Flannery
Hey, Sam. Got a nibble.
Frederick March
Which one?
Gene Flannery
Taffy Holiday. You know, the strip teaser. She picked up the gloves.
Tay Garnett
She did?
Gene Flannery
Put them back again.
Frederick March
Oh, great.
Gene Flannery
Yeah. What does she want with clothes?
Frederick March
Yeah.
Gene Flannery
Mrs. Cornell.
Frederick March
It's not going to work.
Gene Flannery
Cornell took the gloves.
Frederick March
Cornell?
Gene Flannery
Yeah. Ma'am.
Tay Garnett
Yay.
Kay Kerrigan
Princeton.
Frederick March
Mrs. Cornell. Oh, you like that pair of black antelope gloves?
Kay Kerrigan
What gloves?
Frederick March
The ones you just slipped into your purse.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, I. I thought they were mine. I'm sorry.
Frederick March
They are yours.
Kay Kerrigan
No, no, really. Although they did look like a pair I lost months ago.
Frederick March
They are the pair you lost months ago in Tommy Broom's apartment. This apartment.
Kay Kerrigan
No, I didn't kill Tommy.
Frederick March
I didn't say you did. But I was going to.
Kay Kerrigan
It's a lie. I didn't shoot him. I was there, but I didn't kill him. Walter, my husband, found me there.
Frederick March
Go on. Walter killed him.
Tay Garnett
No. No.
Frederick March
If Walter didn't kill him, you did.
Kay Kerrigan
All right, Walter shot him. But I'll never admit that to anyone else. After Kay Kerrigan left, Walter came in and found me with Tommy and shot him.
Frederick March
You've been darling so far. Can you help me out on one more thing? What makes Kay Kerrigan think she killed Tommy?
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, what a word Tommy Broom really was. He had a revolver loaded with blanks that he'd give to women who threatened to kill him. It always cooled them off. But not Kay. She pulled the trigger on him. He had to fall down just to make it look good. But was he surprised? Satisfied? Too bad you have no witness to all this.
Frederick March
Yes. Yes, isn't it? Jean. Jeannie.
Gene Flannery
Jeanette Handek, Monsieur.
Frederick March
Did you get it all?
Gene Flannery
Got it all.
Kay Kerrigan
Why, you.
Frederick March
Good girl. My arm. Mrs. Cornell, shall we go down to the courthouse and simply wow the custom? Kay Kerrigan freed sails with captor on honeymoon today.
Kay Kerrigan
K. Yes, Sam.
Frederick March
K it.
Kay Kerrigan
Yes, Sam. Katie, you're in a rut.
Frederick March
Yeah, it's awful. I have only two moods. Either I'm shooting a line, or I can't talk at all. When I'm sincere and feel something very richly and deeply. Darling, I can't say a word. When I know at last that this happens only once to a man, that only once may he reach up his hand and touch the stars.
Kay Kerrigan
Line.
Frederick March
See what I mean?
Kay Kerrigan
Yes, sir K yes, sir K yes, sir K Now you're talking.
Announcer
Our guests will return in just a moment. Next week, the NBC theater proudly presents a motion picture drama based upon one of America's most distinguished short stories, Ernest Hemingway's hard hitting tale, the Killers. And our stars will be Burt Lancaster and Shelley Winters. The NBC theater extends cordial 7th anniversary birthday greetings to the Armed Forces Radio Service, which each week broadcasts our program on 60 overseas stations to an audience of thousands of American service personnel and millions of foreign listeners. Now here again are tonight's stars, Frederic March and Lorene Tuttle, and screen director, Tay Garnett.
Kay Kerrigan
Mr. Dominic, you must have seen some amazing sights on that cruise you made around the world.
Lorene Tuttle
Oh, I did. There was one native village in the Fiji Islands with a kind of ceremonial hut in the center. Women kept going in and out.
Frederick March
What's amazing about that tape, something awfully.
Lorene Tuttle
Powerful must have been happening inside. They came out with the darndest, dreamiest expressions I've ever seen.
Frederick March
You ever find out what went on in that hut?
Lorene Tuttle
I did. And I was profoundly shocked.
Kay Kerrigan
What was going on?
Lorene Tuttle
A Frederick March movie.
Frederick March
Oh. Oh, well, that's really nothing. You know, Ms. Tuttle, I had a friend once who had an even more shocking experience than Tay's.
Kay Kerrigan
What was it, Mr. March?
Frederick March
Well, he was stranded beside a cave on a desolate island, and every night a strange, eerie noise would come out of the mouth of the cave.
Kay Kerrigan
What was that? A Tay Garnett picture?
Frederick March
No, it was Tay Garnett.
Kay Kerrigan
Well, what was he doing in there?
Lorene Tuttle
Probably trying to figure out a way to top Freddie March on his story.
Frederick March
Don't you believe it, Ms. Tuttle. When it comes to stories, Tay is one of the most brilliant men in Hollywood, whether he's writing them or directing them.
Lorene Tuttle
Thanks, Freddie, but after a compliment like that, I think I'd better get back to my cave. Good night. Good night, everyone.
Frederick March
Good night.
Kay Kerrigan
Good night.
Announcer
And good night to you, Frederick Marx, Ring Tuttle and Kay Garnett. Trade Winds was presented through the courtesy of United Artists. Frederick March will soon be seen with his wife, Florence Eldridge in the new film Christopher Columbus. Tay Garnett is currently preparing the picture White Jade, and his latest film is the Paramount Technicolor production, A Connecticut Yankee and King Arthur's Court, starring Bing Crosby, Rhonda Fleming and William Bendix. Included in tonight's cast were Gigi Pearson, Wally Mayer, Betty Moran, Jim Nusser and Dan Riss. Tay Garnett was heard by transcription. Trade Winds was adapted for radio by Milton Geiger. And original music was composed and conducted by Henry Russell. Production was under the supervision of Howard Wiley. Associate producer Bill Karn. Your announcer has been Frank Barton. Listen again next week when the NBC.
Frederick March
Theater presents screen director's assignment production the Killers. Director Robert Siotmak stars Burt Lancaster, Shelley Winters.
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Tay Garnett
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Tay Garnett
David Walter. Taking all of that I can. I'm through, you understand? Through. Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
Frederick March
I couldn't help but overhear.
Tay Garnett
What's the difference now?
Narrator
I hope you haven't quarreled seriously with your brother.
Tay Garnett
Quarrels? What else have I ever done with him at quarrels? I realize he's a bit difficult at.
Frederick March
Times, sir, but I'm sure he has.
Narrator
Your best interest at heart.
Tay Garnett
Yeah, well, from now on he can stop worrying about my best interests because I'm getting out of his life tonight for good. Grabbed my attachment, rushed out of the house looking wild eyed and distracted. I caught a taxi right in front of the door and told him to go to the 23rd Street Ferry. On the ferry I stood by the stern rail. I walked up and down, puffing hot on a cigarette, looking out into the fog and acting nervous and jumpy. I leaned against the rail and hard my head down on my arm. Two or three people standing around out there began to look at me. Then when we were about a third of the way out in the stream, I took off my coat, had my name and address written with indelible ink on the label. And my hat that had my initials stamped in gold on the sweatband and laid them down on the deck, climbed up on the rail and jumped. It was as easy as that. A fight with my brother that was loud enough so the houseman couldn't help but hear it. A jump off the 23rd Street Ferry, leaving plenty of identification behind. An easy swim back to shore where I had planted my dry clothes. And a phone call to the news to report my own suicide was just as easy as that. On Friday afternoon, I waited across the street until I saw Williams, the houseman, leaving for his usual weekend. And then I let myself in the front door and walked back to the study. Come in, Williams. I thought you'd gone. Hello, Walter. Jack. The matter, Walter? You look as though you'd seen a ghost. Jack. Got well? Haven't you seen the papers? I thought you were dead. Yeah, I changed my mind. Jack, how could you? How. How could you have done such a thing? I didn't. I just went swimming, that's all. Don't tell anyone I'm here. Yes, this is Mr. Pycelle. Yes, I told you once it was broken. I'm sure I don't know. I know. Certainly I didn't break it. Yes, it's still in the box. I'll send you to pieces if you like. Well, that's a little late, I'm afraid. Oh, well, it doesn't matter anyway. It's the principle of the thing. Besides, I'm going out of town. Yes. Yes, I suppose there'll be someone here to receive it. All right, all right. Goldfish bowl. What? Oh, you know, I ordered a larger one and it arrived this morning all smashed up. And they were arguing about sending me a new one. There it is in that big square box. You can see for yourself it's smashed. That's certainly like you, Walter. At the last minute, you worrying about a two dollar goldfish bowl. What do you mean, the last minute? Well, you just said over the phone you were going out of town. Yes. What's the idea? Well, well, well, Jack, I. I was terribly upset when I heard that. Well, I thought. How about. Where are you going? Well, I. I hadn't quite made up my mind. I just wanted to get away. Taking quite a lot of luggage for just a little trip out of town. Aren't you, Walter, clearing the papers out of your desk, too, huh? Well, I. I simply thought I could get a little work done while I was away. Or were you thinking of staying away for a while because somebody might ask questions about why I jumped in the river. And the answers might make you look like a heel. Of course not. Such an idea never entered my head. You always were yellow. You'd run away from anything. Jack, that's. That's quite enough. That's right. Those are the truest words you ever spoke. And I wouldn't bother about packing luggage anymore if I were you. But why not? Because where you're going, you won't need any luggage.
Frederick March
What?
Tay Garnett
What do you mean? This is what I mean. Tank.
Narrator
Check.
Tay Garnett
You won't need any luggage anymore, brother. It's like Kane felt about Abel, I suppose. There he was, lying on the floor, looking as though it was me lying there. Only it wasn't. It was him. And I was glad. The funny thing about twins, being one yourself. You notice them more than most people would. And all the twins I'd ever known had got along good. Extra good. But not me and Walter. I hated him. Ever since I could remember. I hated him because the old man was about the only one who could tell us apart. And it was Walter. He always called to him, not me. I hated him for what he got and what I didn't. I hated him because he was always good and I was bad. I hated him because the old man left everything he had to him. And it wasn't hay either. Because I couldn't do anything about it on account of that forgery rap I'd taken. And I hated him for the way he. He'd taken care of me since I got out of jail. And thrown at my face every chance he got. I hated him for all those things and a lot more. And I was dead. And I killed him. And I was glad. You don't believe me, brother? I felt great. I went over to the mirror and comb my hair over to the left side like his. And I locked the study door and went upstairs to the bathroom and shaved off my mustache. He was clean shaven. Went back in the bedroom and put on one of his suits. And when I got through and stood in front of the big full length bedroom mirror, I looked this fitting image of him. No one in the world could have told that I wasn't Walter Parcel. In fact, I was Walter Potel. Well, I went back to the study. All I had to do now was dispose of the evidence. But first I. I couldn't resist looking around. It was mine now. All mine. Those stupid fish he had all over the place in glass tanks. The books he never read and all the rest of it. In his desk was a list of all the bonds and securities and the number of his safe deposit boxes and the combination to the safe and the bank book, all nice and neat. On the desk was a picture of Helen Winters, the little Vexin he was engaged to, And I made a mental note that I'd at least have to call her before I left town. It looked funny. If I didn't, I might even do more than call her. Well, there's no use stalling any longer. It had to be done. I got the body over my shoulder and carried it upstairs and put it in the bathtub. I locked the bathroom door from the inside. Then I got to work.
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Tay Garnett
It was early morning before I was.
Narrator
Able to leave the house.
Tay Garnett
I walked to the nearest subway with a suitcase, a heavy suitcase because it was also weighted down inside with old furnace grates and sash weights. I got off the subway at Dyckman street and took the Dyckman street ferry to Jersey. About halfway across, the suitcase that I had on the rail, as though it was something to lean on, just sort of slipped out of my hands into the river. I looked mad and then foolish, and the people that saw I snuck it behind their hands. Well, how was that? About an hour later, the same thing happened on a 42nd street ferry, and the mortal remains of Walter Parcel were Gone. All but his head. At first I had known what to do with that head. It wouldn't fit into either of the suitcases no matter what I did. And then I thought of that box, that big pasteboard box that the goldfish bowl had come in. It was still sitting there in the corner of the desk. I waited it and wrapped up the outside in the paper it had come in and started out again. The 14th Street Ferry. This time I had it balanced up there on the rail just like I'd had the others. And then. Hey. Hey, look out. Hey. Oh, it's all right, mister. I got it. I let go.
Kay Kerrigan
Oh, I've got it.
Gene Flannery
What?
Frederick March
What's the matter?
Tay Garnett
Oh, I. I thought you dropped it. Oh, no.
Narrator
Here it is. Hey, that was close, all right. Another second and it would have been gone for good.
Tay Garnett
Yeah, they've been gone for good, all right. Walking across 14th street on the way back from the ferry, people were pushing behind me. And the next thing I knew, I was in a department store. Was walking down one of the aisles just to keep moving and not to attract attention when it hit me, right between the eyes, there was another box. A box just like mine sitting up there on one of the counters. Next to it was an old guy looking at some bow ties. I walked over and put my box on the counter next to his. And I pretended I was waiting for a clerk. Then after a couple of minutes, I pretended to change my mind. I picked up the box, his box, of course, and started for the door. Hey.
Narrator
I say that. I say, sir, you've taken my box.
Tay Garnett
Oh, what do you mean, your box? Let go of me. But it is.
Narrator
It's my box. You left yours there on the counter.
Tay Garnett
Are you crazy? Let go, I tell you. What's the trouble here?
Narrator
Why, this man's got my package and won't give it back. Oh, shoplifter, eh? No, no, no, it's not that. He left a package of his own there, but he insists that mine is his. What's in it? Parchment lampshade. I bought it in your furniture department just now. The girl will confirmed that all right. What's in yours?
Tay Garnett
Mine? Yes. What's in your box? Why?
Frederick March
Well, it's.
Narrator
Well, we'll open it up and see.
Tay Garnett
No, no, no, you can't.
Narrator
Only way to tell. Open them both up.
Tay Garnett
You think this is your package? No, wait. I made a mistake. It isn't here. Now give me mine.
Narrator
Just a minute.
Tay Garnett
Give it to me. Just a minute. Give it to me. Oh, give it to him.
Narrator
It's His. I saw him put it there.
Tay Garnett
Very well, thank you.
Narrator
My, he acted like a magnet.
Tay Garnett
Maybe I did act like a madman. I guess I did, because I was pretty close to panic when I got out of that store. I started walking. I just walked. I don't know how or for how long or what, but all I could think of was, what'll I do now? What'll I do with it?
Frederick March
What do I do with it?
Tay Garnett
I didn't snap out of it until I found myself a half block from home. And not knowing how I got there. All I knew was I still had that box and I had to get rid of it. Then I saw the sewer. A corner sewer with a big, wide opening. I crossed over to it as though I was going to step on the curve. Stumbled and gave it a good kick. Slid in and I heard it fall. I got home a half hour later. I was just beginning to relax and the doorbell rang. I went out in the hall, switched on the vestibule lights and opened the door. There stood a couple of kids.
Gene Flannery
Yes. This is yours, ain't it, mister?
Tay Garnett
What?
Gene Flannery
We were standing across the street when you dropped us. Then we saw you come into this house. That's how we know we got some string in a fish hook and pulled it out. It is yours, ain't it?
Tay Garnett
No.
Gene Flannery
You mean it ain't yours?
Frederick March
No.
Tay Garnett
I never saw it before in my life and I beat it.
Gene Flannery
Oh, then we can open it, huh, Johnny?
Tay Garnett
Oh, wait.
Narrator
No.
Gene Flannery
I don't know. Maybe we ought to take it to the car.
Tay Garnett
Yeah. You give that to me. Give it to me. But you said I made a mistake. I didn't recognize it. I Give it to me. Beat it.
Gene Flannery
Well, aren't you glad to get us back, huh?
Tay Garnett
Oh, sure. Here.
Gene Flannery
Five bucks. It must be diamonds in that.
Tay Garnett
It was bank. The kids were hardly down there. Just before, I was out the house without a hat, a coat or anything, running towards Second Avenue. I didn't care who said saw me now. Didn't dare stop for a taxi. I had to keep running. I couldn't stop for a second. I kept on running up 2nd Avenue to 59th Street. Going out onto the bridge. I was still running. I didn't stop it until I got nearly to the middle. And then? Then I threw it out over the railing as far as I could. I watched it arc down and saw the pipe splash in the darkness as it hit the water. A couple of hundred feet was gone. No matter what, it was gone. Somehow I got home. But it was daylight before I could.
Narrator
Get myself to sleep.
Tay Garnett
Monday morning, I felt better. Got up fairly early and went down to study, make my plans. Seeing the picture of Helen windows on the disc reminded me I ought to call her. If Walter left town without even calling, the girl he was supposed to marry would look so good. There was no answer, so I hung up. Then I rang for Williams, the houseman. Yes, sir. Oh. Oh, Williams, I'm. I'm sorry to tell you this, but I'm. I'm going to have to let you go. Well, I'm sorry to hear it, sir. It's. Anything I've done, Quite the contrary. I've found our association most pleasant. But the death of my brother has been quite a shock. Of course. Of course I'm going away. I don't know how long I shall be gone or when I shall be back or if I shall come back here at all. So I thought it was best this way. Yes, sir. When will you be leaving, sir? Within a few days. There's no hurry. But I wanted you to be able to make your own plans. I'm making arrangements this afternoon to sell the house and the furniture and the associations here are painful, you understand? I understand, sir. My brother Jack had his faults, of course. We. We all do.
Narrator
I know how you feel, sir.
Tay Garnett
After all, Williams, he was my brother. Yes.
Narrator
Blood is thicker than water. You're so right, Williams.
Tay Garnett
At first performance left me feeling pretty satisfied. The next one wasn't so easy. But for things to look right, it had to be done. So after breakfast, I went down to police headquarters.
Narrator
Well, what can we do for you, Mr. Parcel?
Tay Garnett
I'm going away for a while, and I wondered if you had recovered my poor brother's.
Narrator
His body?
Tay Garnett
Yes.
Narrator
No, I'm sorry, we haven't, Mr. Parcel. While you're here, though, there is something you might look at for us. This way, please. It's just a routine matter of identification, but we like to have these things on the record.
Tay Garnett
Something you found?
Narrator
That's right. Fished it out of the east river this morning.
Tay Garnett
The East River? That's right. The East River. For a minute, I just stopped breathing. Because it wasn't at the east river that I jumped off the ferry. That was on the other side of the island. The east river was where I thrown it. And then I was all right again because I saw what he had. A pair of trousers. Mine.
Narrator
You recognize these, Mr. Parcel?
Tay Garnett
Oh, yes. Those were the trousers my. My brother wore the night he died.
Narrator
Probably kicked him off and tried to swim to shore. Well, thanks, Mr. Parcel. That's all we need.
Tay Garnett
Very well. But you said the east river, and it was the north river, where poor Jack.
Narrator
Oh, carried down by the current and around by the tide. Caught in the propeller of a ship.
Tay Garnett
Maybe.
Narrator
Funny things happen in the waters around this island, Mr. Parcell.
Tay Garnett
Yes. Yes, I imagine they do. So that was all right too. When I got out of headquarters, I went across the street to a pay station and phoned Helen Winters. There was no answer. I hung up. Then I went uptown to the bank. Walters Bank. I'd never been in it before in my life, and I'd been wondering how I'd know who to be chummy to. But I needn't have worried about that.
Narrator
Well, good morning, Mr. Parcel.
Tay Garnett
Good morning. We were all terribly sorry to hear.
Narrator
Of your bereavement, Ms. Parcel.
Tay Garnett
Yes, thank you. As a matter of fact, that's what brings me here. I see.
Narrator
Something about the state?
Tay Garnett
Oh, no, no, no. But I shall want to get into my favorite house at dark.
Narrator
Why, certainly, Mr. Parsons.
Tay Garnett
Thank you. Oh, by the way, do you happen to know what my cash balance is? Just. Just roughly. Roughly.
Narrator
Between 32 and 33,000.
Tay Garnett
I want 5,000 in cash. I'll make out a counter check. You can forward the rest when I've made banking connections in Mexico.
Narrator
Oh, Mexico. What do you expect to be in Mexico for any length of time?
Tay Garnett
Oh, yes, for quite a length of time.
Narrator
Shall we go down to the vault, sir?
Tay Garnett
Yes, by all means. When I got out of the bank, it was raining, but I didn't care. I liked it. I was walking on air anyway. And I decided to walk home that way. It's nearly 30 blocks and I was soaking wet when I got there. But what's a little ray into a guy with $100,000 in his pocket? The front door wasn't locked in. I went and I hung up my hat and coat in the hall and was wondering whether to have a nice hot bath before calling Helen Winters. And when I saw a box, that horrible pasteboard box. It had come back. For a second, I thought my mind had gone. But there it was, sitting on the desk, wet and soggy and the limp paper peeling off it as though it had been fished out of the river just that minute. And then I remembered I. I hadn't seen it sink and what the cop had said about tides and currents. Then the doorbell rang. I rushed to the window. There was a police car outside. For the moment, I thought of grabbing up the box and running, escaping out of the back somehow. And then I knew that wasn't any use. Didn't matter. It was something of a police plan. It didn't matter anyway. And if it wasn't. If it was just another one of those terrible coincidences. There was still time. Whatever they wanted, I could bluff it through and there'd still be time. I pulled myself together and went out and opened the door. Yes?
Narrator
We're from headquarters.
Tay Garnett
That you're Walter Parcell. Walter Parcell. They thought I was Walter Parcell. They didn't even know he was dead. That was all right. There was still time. I said. Are you Walter Parcel? Yes. I'm Walter Parcell.
Narrator
You know a young woman named Helen Winters?
Tay Garnett
Helen Winters? Of course. She's my fiance. And I'm afraid you're going to have.
Narrator
To come along with us, Mr. Parcell.
Tay Garnett
With you? Why? Helen Winters has been murdered. And I might as well tell you.
Narrator
Now that anything you say will be used against you.
Tay Garnett
The evidence is pretty conclusive that. That I. That you murdered her. I didn't. I couldn't.
Narrator
We found her this morning. The commenter reports she was killed Friday night. You were seen entering the place that night. You were seen leaving. A gun that we traced to you was found in an ash can a block away. Now, what do you expect us to believe, Mr. Parcel?
Tay Garnett
Wait a minute. There's a mistake. There. There's been a terrible mistake. I. I'm not Walter Parcel. I'm his brother. I'm his brother Jack.
Narrator
The one who committed suicide.
Tay Garnett
Yes. Only I didn't. I changed my mind. I swam back to shore. I. I came back here and I found Walter. He was dead. He killed himself. And now I know why. Don't you see? Because he murdered the girl. You didn't report it. Where's the body? The body? Yes, yes, the body. The body. That's it. Now, look. Look. Everyone knew I quarrelled with Walton, so I thought they'd pin it on me. I thought they'd say I killed him. So I disposed of the body. Then I took his place. We are. We're twins. Don't you see?
Narrator
Mr. Parcel, I've been in this business a long time and I've had some beauties. But I never had a man ask.
Tay Garnett
Me to believe one like that. True. I swear it's true. All right, then. Where's the body? I threw it in the river. With the weight? I thought so. Come on. Now, wait a minute. Come on. Come on. I can prove it. I can prove it.
Commissioner
Yeah?
Tay Garnett
How?
Narrator
God.
Tay Garnett
Because I still got his head.
Narrator
His head?
Tay Garnett
That would prove it, wouldn't it? Or wouldn't it?
Narrator
It certainly would.
Tay Garnett
Come on, I'll show you. Here, in that box. See? I'd open it. Sure, sure. I threw it in the river and it got back here somehow. It's still wet.
Narrator
See?
Tay Garnett
That doesn't look like anybody's head to.
Narrator
Me, Mr. Fel it. To me it looks like just an ordinary goldfish ball.
Tay Garnett
That was it, of course. The goldfish bowl he'd been arguing about on the telephone. When I came back and found him packing up, running away because he'd murdered his girlfriend. So I don't know where Walter is now in those swirling tides and currents. But I know one thing. Wherever he is, he must be laughing his head off.
Narrator
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Tay Garnett
This is Joseph Cotton. I've enjoyed my appearance on Suspense as I always do next Thursday. A unique actress whom all of us here in Hollywood love and admire as you do, will be the leading lady on suspense. Dame May Whitty. Miss Whitty will appear as a kindly lady whose advertisement requesting genteel part time employment involves her in a predicament which threatens first her freedom and then her very life. I'm sure we'll all want to make it a point to listen. Oh, and by the way, if you feel that but the character I played tonight was a little, shall we say, extreme, please forgive me. I've never played twins before. And I guess. Well, I guess I just lost my hand.
Narrator
Joseph Cotton appeared through the courtesy of David O. Selznick. In whose production Duel in the sun. He will soon be seen. Next Thursday, same time, Roma Wines will bring you Dame May Witty as star of Suspense Radio's Outstanding Theater of Thrills, produced by William Speer for the Roma Wine Company of Fresno, California.
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The Relic Radio Show: Episode Summary
Episode Title: Screen Director’s Playhouse and Suspense
Host/Author: RelicRadio.com
Release Date: March 18, 2025
In this episode of The Relic Radio Show, hosted by RelicRadio.com, listeners are transported back to radio's golden age with two captivating old-time radio dramas: "Trade Winds" from Screen Director's Playhouse and "The Pasteboard Box" from Suspense. The host skillfully navigates through these classic tales, providing insightful commentary and highlighting significant moments within each story.
Overview:
"Trade Winds" is a suspenseful drama starring Frederick March as Sam Y., a determined detective, and Lorene Tuttle as Kay Kerrigan, the enigmatic woman at the center of a murder case. Directed by Tay Garnett, known for his thrilling direction in films like Mrs. Parkington and Valley of Decision, this episode delves into a complex narrative of murder, romance, and deceit.
Plot Summary:
The story unfolds with Commissioner entrusting Sam Y. (played by Frederick March) to investigate the mysterious case of Kay Kerrigan, who is implicated in the murder of Tommy Broom II, a notorious playboy. Despite initial skepticism about Kay's innocence, Sam is compelled to take the case, revealing his own motivations and personal connections.
Key Scenes and Discussions:
Commissioner's Proposal (00:44 - 05:15):
The commissioner approaches Sam Y. with the case, highlighting Kay Kerrigan's disappearance after Tommy Broom II was found dead.
Sam and Gene's Conversation (05:15 - 12:57):
Sam discusses his impending investigation with his secretary, Gene Flannery, revealing his commitment and the personal sacrifices he's making.
Encounter with Kay Kerrigan (07:21 - 17:08):
Sam meets Kay on a ferry, moments filled with tension and subtle romantic undertones. Their interaction hints at deeper complications in the case and their personal lives.
The Twist (17:08 - 27:24):
As the investigation progresses, Sam discovers discrepancies in Kay's story. Gene uncovers crucial evidence linking Kay to the murder, leading to a dramatic revelation and confrontation.
Climactic Resolution (27:24 - 30:17):
The truth about Kay Kerrigan unfolds with Sam exposing her deceit, ultimately resolving the murder case. The episode concludes with a return to the reality of radio production, seamlessly blending fiction with behind-the-scenes commentary.
Character Analysis:
Sam Y. (Frederick March): A dedicated and morally conflicted detective whose personal feelings complicate his professional duties. His internal struggle adds depth to the narrative, making him a compelling protagonist.
Kay Kerrigan (Lorene Tuttle): A mysterious and beautiful woman whose actions drive the plot's suspense. Her interactions with Sam reveal layers of deception and emotional turmoil.
Gene Flannery (Gene Flannery): Sam's loyal secretary, whose discovery of key evidence propels the investigation forward. Her character adds a dynamic element to the story, showcasing the importance of support roles in detective narratives.
Notable Highlights:
Directorial Expertise: Tay Garnett's direction is evident in the episode's pacing and tension-building, making "Trade Winds" a standout production.
Emotional Depth: The interplay between Sam and Kay adds a layer of romance and personal conflict to the murder mystery, engaging listeners on multiple levels.
Overview:
Following "Trade Winds," the episode transitions to "The Pasteboard Box," a thrilling tale produced by Suspense. Narrated by Joseph Cotton, this story intertwines elements of mystery and psychological drama, keeping listeners on the edge of their seats.
Plot Summary:
"The Pasteboard Box" centers around Joseph Cotton, who becomes entangled in a web of deceit and murder following a series of seemingly coincidental events. The narrative explores themes of identity, betrayal, and the thin line between sanity and madness.
Key Scenes and Discussions:
Joseph's Struggle (31:44 - 39:XX):
The protagonist grapples with guilt and confusion after disposing of his brother's body and assuming his identity. The suspense builds as Joseph navigates police scrutiny and personal anguish.
Climactic Confrontation (43:08 - 56:58):
Joseph faces off with the police, revealing the truth behind the events and his intricate deception. The tension culminates in a dramatic revelation about his true intentions and the fate of those involved.
Final Twist (56:58 - End):
The story concludes with a masterful twist that redefines the narrative, leaving listeners pondering the complexities of truth and perception.
Notable Quotes:
Notable Quote (56:14):
Tay Garnett (Joseph Cotton): "That would prove it, wouldn't it? Or wouldn't it?"
Notable Quote (56:34):
Narrator: "Me, Mr. Fel it. To me it looks like just an ordinary goldfish ball."
Character Analysis:
Joseph Cotton (Played by Joseph Cotton): A man driven to desperate measures, whose psychological unraveling serves as the core of the suspense narrative. His character embodies the struggle between right and wrong in dire circumstances.
Supporting Characters: Various individuals who interact with Joseph, each adding layers to the mystery and contributing to the story's intricate plot development.
Production Highlights:
Atmospheric Soundscapes: The use of sound effects and background music enhances the suspenseful atmosphere, immersing listeners in Joseph's harrowing journey.
Narrative Complexity: "The Pasteboard Box" excels in weaving multiple narrative threads, keeping the audience engaged and constantly guessing until the very end.
Throughout the episode, the host provides valuable context and behind-the-scenes insights into the production of these classic radio dramas. Notably, Lorene Tuttle discusses the challenges of filming in exotic locations, emphasizing the dedication required to create authentic backgrounds for "Trade Winds" (02:18). Additionally, the host highlights the collaboration between actors and directors, shedding light on Tay Garnett's directorial prowess and his ability to elevate storytelling through meticulous direction (01:15).
Notable Host Quote (28:04):
"Frederic March and Lorene Tuttle bring their characters to life with such authenticity, making 'Trade Winds' a timeless piece in radio drama history."
This episode of The Relic Radio Show masterfully blends enthralling old-time radio dramas with insightful commentary, offering both entertainment and appreciation for radio's rich history. "Trade Winds" captivates with its complex characters and suspenseful plot, while "The Pasteboard Box" maintains tension through its psychological depth and unforeseen twists. The host's knowledgeable narration ties the narratives together, providing listeners with a comprehensive and engaging listening experience.
Final Notable Quote (60:18):
Host: "Thanks to those who have helped out. Thanks for joining me this week. I'll be back tomorrow with an hour of mystery on Case Closed and next Tuesday with our next episode of the Relic Radio Show."
Additional Content:
Advertisements and Promotions: The episode includes promotional segments for Roma Wines and upcoming plays, seamlessly integrating period-appropriate advertisements that enhance the authenticity of the old-time radio experience.
Upcoming Episodes: The host hints at future content, including a mystery segment titled "Case Closed" and subsequent episodes featuring more classic radio shows, encouraging listeners to return for continued enjoyment.
This summary aims to provide a comprehensive overview of the episode, capturing essential plot points, character dynamics, and the enriching commentary provided by the host, ensuring that both seasoned fans and new listeners can fully appreciate the timeless allure of old-time radio dramas.