
The Whistler starts off this week's show with, The Human Catalyst. That story aired March 17, 1948. (30:08) Then we'll hear Violent Night, from Escape. That episode aired March 18, 1954. https://traffic.libsyn.com/forcedn/e55e1c7a-e213-4a20-8701-21862bdf1f8a/RelicRadio991.mp3 Download RelicRadio991 | Subscribe | Spotify | Support The Relic Radio Show
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The Whistler (Narrator)
I am the Whistler and I know many things for I walk by night. I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadow. Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak.
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The Whistler (Narrator)
In the field of chemistry there are curious substances known as catalysts. Curious in that their mere presence together with other substances causes a violent reaction in which the catalysts themselves don't take part. In a way, they simply stand on the sidelines untouched by the reaction they cause, unaware what they've done. When it's all over. There are catalysts too among human beings. And on the night of February 3, on the terrace of a resort hotel in Miami Beach, a 17 year old girl named Arlene Foster was about to become one. She didn't know it, of course, and like catalysts in chemistry, she never would. But there on the terrace, in a simple conversation with her teenage date, Arlene was preparing to step into the role.
Vic Stanfield
Orville.
Arlene Foster
Yeah?
Vic Stanfield
There's. There's something I better tell you. I want to be fair, Orville.
Orville
Look, Harley, if it's another confession, I'm just not interested. I'm crazy about you yarn.
Vic Stanfield
That's just it. That's why I have to tell you. No, Vic's coming back, Orville. It's only a few weeks off.
Thalia
Vic who?
Vic Stanfield
Vic Stanfield, the orchestra leader that was here last year. He's bringing his van here to the hotel just as he promised me.
Orville
Well, what's so important about that?
Vic Stanfield
But I don't want to deceive you, Orville. You see, Vic and I love each other. Huh?
Orville
What are you talking about? Why, he's an old man. He must be 30.
Vic Stanfield
How? Orville, sometimes love doesn't pay any attention to ages. You see, before he left last season, Vic and I had an understanding.
The Whistler (Narrator)
At that time, Vic Stanfield was many miles From Miami beach, many miles away from the Catalyst. Vic was in Cleveland, Ohio, attending a funeral service. Moving up when it was over to console the widow of a dear friend of his.
Thalia
Mrs. Westover, I hope you know how I feel.
Vic Stanfield
Oh, you're Mr. Stanfield, aren't you?
Thalia
Yes, Vic Stanfield. I was one of Carl's best friends.
Vic Stanfield
Oh, yes, of course, Mr. Stanfield.
Thalia
If there's anything I can do. Perhaps drive you home.
Vic Stanfield
Well, that's very nice of you, Mr. Stanfield.
Thalia
My car is right out front. Here we are. You all right?
Vic Stanfield
Yes. How was I?
Thalia
Wonderful.
Vic Stanfield
Wasn't easy. You don't think any of them.
Thalia
No. Nobody suspects me? No.
Vic Stanfield
Well, what now?
Thalia
Be married in a month. We'll go south with a band and spend our honeymoon in Miami.
Vic Stanfield
Oh, that seems awfully fast.
Thalia
Look, sweetheart, let's not get into that again. We could hold a ceremony right in that church 10 minutes from now. Let him talk all he wants.
Vic Stanfield
But Vicky, don't you think that clean baby, there's not a trace, not a scrap of evidence.
Thalia
Just relax, baby, relax. You left your husband's fatal accident up to me. Now do me another favor. Let me take care of the future too.
Signal Oil Announcer
With the prologue of the Human Catalyst, the Signal Oil Company is bringing you another strange story by the Whistler. Well, friends, since this is St. Patrick's Day, you've no doubt been getting your share of Killarney with your radio program. I had thought of describing how your friends would turn green with envy when you power your car with signal gasoline. Because today's Signal drives the pings and sluggishness out of a motor. Like St. Patrick drove the snakes out of Ireland. Or I thought of reminding you that your wallet would feel lucky as a four leaf clover because of signals good mileage. Ah, but sure, in Begora, when you buy gasoline, there's really just one thing that matters. You want to be sure that you're getting the tops in quality. The gasoline that gets top efficiency from your motor. And that's something your own speedometer can tell you. Because when your motor runs more efficiently, you not only enjoy quicker starting, faster pickup and smoother knock free power, but also more mileage. Good reason why we're so proud of Signal's famous mileage. And why we say to be sure of the tops in gasoline quality. There are just two things to remember. One, it takes extra quality to go farther. And two, Signal is the famous go farther gasoline. And now back to the Whistler.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Yes, it was clean, Vic. So clean that you and Thalia could flaunt your love at them, Throw it in their faces. Let them think and talk all they wanted. Because you're sure that in killing Carl Westover, Vic, you committed the perfect murder. It's a month almost to the day when you and Thalia drive up the Lakeshore highway to the little town of Fairport to be married by a justice of the peace. And that night, you're on your way to Miami Beach. In the new life that lies ahead for both of you and in your complete happiness together, there's certainly no thought that each mile on the train brings you closer and closer to the Catalyst.
Arlene Foster
He's on his way.
Vic Stanfield
Way, Orville. Vic's on his way back to me.
Orville
Will you cut it out, Arlene? You're just being silly.
Vic Stanfield
What's the matter, Vicki?
Thalia
Huh?
Vic Stanfield
You're so quiet.
Thalia
Oh, I don't know. A little tired, I guess.
Vic Stanfield
I'm tired too.
Thalia
Happy, Vicky? You bet you. You know I am.
Vic Stanfield
You're not worried or anything? I mean, about Carl?
Thalia
Look, sweetheart, forget Carl. He's gone. He's off the books.
Vic Stanfield
There's just you.
Thalia
And that's why it's so perfect. Because we're the only two people who know. The only ones we'll ever have to worry about.
Vic Stanfield
And with us forgetting it, right?
Thalia
Right. It's all over. Your life in Cleveland. Everything just like it never happened. Baby.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Oh, baby, we got a lot of living to do.
Thalia
A long way to go together. First stop, Miami Beach.
The Whistler (Narrator)
So there it is, Vic. The aftermath of a murder you're certain is perfect. The happily ever after part of the story. It's like a chemical solution with two ingredients. Quiet and lurking in a stage of precarious peace awaiting the Catalyst. Naturally, you don't know it, babe, but as you and Thalia arrive at Miami beach and check into your hotel suite, the little human catalyst, Arlene Foster, very close to you now, is suffering from
Thalia
some very shocking news.
Vic Stanfield
Arlene, what in the world is the matter with you? I'm sorry, Mother. You haven't eaten a decent meal for a week.
Arlene Foster
You wouldn't understand.
Vic Stanfield
Well, I have a pretty good idea what it is. The same thing happened last year about this time, didn't it? It's never happened before. Anything like this, that is. If I'd have known it been like this when your father told me he was going to manage this hotel, I'd have stayed up north. Who is it this time? The bass player? The tenor saxophone? Or is it Victor Stanfield himself? Oh, can you do it?
Lieutenant Harrison
How can you save it?
Arlene Foster
Wait a minute, Arlene.
Vic Stanfield
I wonder if boys are any easier.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Eileen walks slowly down the hall, stops at the telephone, begins to think.
Vic Stanfield
Mary. Dick married. But he couldn't love her. Somebody ought to tell her what she's doing to Dick. She has no right to be his wife. He doesn't love her.
Arlene Foster
He can't possibly love her.
Vic Stanfield
Somebody ought to call her on the telephone. The telephone. The telephone. Excuse me, vic. I'll get it.
Orville
Sure.
Vic Stanfield
Hello, Mr. Stanfield? Yes. There's something you should know, Mr. Stanfield.
Lieutenant Harrison
About your husband.
Vic Stanfield
Who is this?
Lieutenant Harrison
I'd rather not say. I'm calling to tell you you made a very serious mistake. A dangerous one.
Vic Stanfield
Just a minute.
Lieutenant Harrison
Victor doesn't love you, Mrs. Stancion. He never did. He's been in love with someone else for a long time.
Vic Stanfield
If you think I'm going to listen
Lieutenant Harrison
to you, that's all I have to say. You may not believe it now, but you'll find out soon enough. I've told you the truth.
Vic Stanfield
Well, there's something you ought to know, whoever you are. I. Hello?
Lieutenant Harrison
Hello? Hello?
The Whistler (Narrator)
All the.
Vic Stanfield
In a way, it's kind of funny. I tell Vic, darling. I had to run right up the minute I got off the plane.
Thalia
Well, I'd have shot you if you hadn't.
Vic Stanfield
Jeannie. Lord, it's so good to see you.
Signal Oil Announcer
It seems like a year since we.
Vic Stanfield
Oh.
Thalia
Oh, Thalia, darling, this is Jeannie Long. I've mentioned her to you. Used to sing with a band.
Vic Stanfield
How do you do?
Thalia
Yes, Jeannie's back with us for this engagement, darling. Been a long time, huh, Jeannie?
Vic Stanfield
You know, Thalia, we two practically started out together. Is that right, Jeannie? Mm. Well, I better be getting down to my room. I got to unpack and. You know how it is. Take care, Vicki. See you in an hour or so.
Thalia
Yeah. Yeah, you bet.
Vic Stanfield
He's a lovely girl.
Signal Oil Announcer
Yeah.
Narrator/Announcer
Yes.
Thalia
Well, let me see. Where was I? Yeah. Yeah. Here we are.
Vic Stanfield
What's that?
Thalia
This is a property assignment, darling. I meant to bring it up before this, but I just didn't get around with. Look, I think we'd better put your property, all your assets, in fact, in my name.
Vic Stanfield
What?
Thalia
Don't look at me like that, darling. I'm not after your money. It's a legal thing, dear. A way of protecting your share of Carl's estate from any stray creditors that he happened to leave kicking around. You know, I had the papers drawn up yesterday afternoon and I. What's the matter, Terry?
Vic Stanfield
Vic, give me a cigarette, will you?
Thalia
Sure.
Vic Stanfield
Thanks. Now, tell me, how long have you been thinking about this? Thinking about it? Why? I'm just curious. I think I have a right to be. There's $180,000, roughly, and property in Cleveland.
Thalia
I don't like the way you said that.
Vic Stanfield
Then I'm sorry, but I. Maybe better explain it more carefully.
Thalia
I was about to, my darling, when that phone call. Who was that call, Fonte.
Vic Stanfield
It was nothing important.
Thalia
No, I think it was. Look, who do you know in town, Daniel? Who'd be calling you on the telephone, huh?
Vic Stanfield
Worried, Vicky? Maybe Because I've decided I won't tell you who it was. And as far as those papers go, I just don't think I'll sign them.
Thalia
Any particular reason?
Vic Stanfield
I don't know. Intuition, maybe.
Thalia
I think it's something else. There's no point going into that now.
The Whistler (Narrator)
I'm due downstairs in 10 minutes. Good night. The reaction's well underway now, V. Something's wrong. You know it. You can feel it gnawing away inside you the rest of the evening. But you get hold of yourself when the job's over.
Vic Stanfield
Yes.
The Whistler (Narrator)
It's ridiculous letting your imagination run away like that. Failure's all right. She's got to be all right. She has your life in her hands. It's almost two in the morning when you let yourself into the dark apartment on the 10th floor hoping she's thought it over too. That the strange way she turned on you when you mentioned the assignment papers didn't mean what you were afraid of.
Vic Stanfield
Me.
Thalia
Awake?
Vic Stanfield
Good.
Thalia
Glad you are.
Vic Stanfield
No, no.
Thalia
Skip the light. Look, be you. There's a few things we've got to get straight. You.
Vic Stanfield
You sound very determined.
The Whistler (Narrator)
I am.
Thalia
Look, we can't afford to have any secrets between us then, have we? I think we have. That phone call, for instance. Why won't you talk about it?
Vic Stanfield
What are you doing to me? Maybe I should ask you the same question. What are you doing to me? Why is it suddenly necessary to sign everything over to you? That property's mine. I intend to leave it that way.
Thalia
Well, that's it. That's what's eating.
Vic Stanfield
Nothing's eating, baby. But you never really understood me. I can be practical too.
Narrator/Announcer
Oh, sure, sure.
Thalia
Of course, you don't want to overlook a couple of other little considerations.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Like marriage. Like love.
Vic Stanfield
Love?
Thalia
Yeah, love. Sound like you doubt that. Tell you, maybe you ought to add things up again. I plan the whole thing. I lie, I commit murder for you.
Vic Stanfield
I see it straight through. Then suddenly it isn't enough. You're not satisfied. I didn't say that. I Understand your position quite clearly.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Then it's worse.
Thalia
How can you talk this way when
Signal Oil Announcer
I'm out on a limb alone?
Thalia
Not a chance to tie you into
Lieutenant Harrison
any part of it.
Thalia
You try to tell me nothing has changed, that you're just being practical.
Vic Stanfield
What kind of understanding is that, Celia? Is it any good for me? Is it good for convincing? Very sincerely, only through it all, I can hear only one thing. The money I want. But there's a very good reason, Bailey. Yes, so I've discovered. Good night.
Thalia
Wait a minute.
Vic Stanfield
Good night.
Thalia
Look, mister.
Signal Oil Announcer
So when you hire a private detective, you at least have to tell him
Thalia
what the job's all about? Look, I've told you all you need to know, Mr. Shannon. What's wrong with your wife? You afraid she's thinking of suicide or something? I don't know. I don't know. Look, if you want the job, simply do as I ask. Follow her wherever she goes. Follow her and keep me informed. Okay, mister. She'll never leave that hotel without me tagging right along.
The Whistler (Narrator)
It's a stalemate.
Thalia
Now, both of you.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Quiet, feeling the tenseness in the air, waiting for something to happen. Then, about a week later, on a
Thalia
downtown street, Sham gets careless.
Vic Stanfield
What do you want? Why are you following me? Now, look, lady, don't try to deny it. I saw you yesterday, too, and the day before that.
Thalia
I don't know what you're talking about.
Vic Stanfield
You're doing it for him, aren't you? My husband.
Signal Oil Announcer
Listen, lady, you're talking crazy.
Thalia
Why would your husband have someone following you?
Vic Stanfield
There's a good reason.
Thalia
Like what?
Vic Stanfield
Money makes people do things like this.
Thalia
Money?
Vic Stanfield
My money. It was his.
Thalia
If what?
Vic Stanfield
If anything happened to me. Why don't you do it now?
Arlene Foster
What are you waiting for?
Thalia
Excuse me, lady. I'd better go see a guy.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Look, be reasonable, Shan.
Signal Oil Announcer
Why didn't you level with me? Where do you get off dragging me in on a dirty deal like this?
Thalia
But what's wrong?
Signal Oil Announcer
Everything. The whole setup. I like money as much as the next guy, see? And I need jobs.
The Whistler (Narrator)
But I'm stepping out of this one, mister. Right now.
Signal Oil Announcer
I'm getting out of here.
Thalia
You don't even have to pay me. Look, I don't get you, Shan.
Lieutenant Harrison
What could.
Signal Oil Announcer
You heard me.
The Whistler (Narrator)
I'm getting out. It's almost out in the open now, isn't it?
Thalia
But not quite.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Because you're not even sure what's happening. Not able to talk it all out with the one person you should go to with a problem. Because right now she is that problem. And you're alone. That's what's so terrifying, isn't it, Vin?
Signal Oil Announcer
You're complete helplessness.
The Whistler (Narrator)
And you have no way of knowing, of course, that. Now, tonight, the band assembles on the platform as you check quickly through the evening's dance program. Failure is facing Jeannie Long in her dressing room.
Vic Stanfield
That's a very strange question, Vania, under the circumstances. I don't think it is. In any case, how I feel about Vic is my own business. You can't expect me to believe you've never been in love with him. Pretty silly. Yes, I think so. I think you're still in love with him. Maybe. But why do this the hard way, Tat? Why not ask Vic how he feels? I know how he feels. Well, you leave me speechless, darling. I'm not surprised, Jeannie. But Vic might be. I'm going to settle a few things for him tonight. Vic, could I talk to you a minute?
Thalia
Not right now, Jamie, please. Okay, boys, let's take it one, two.
The Whistler (Narrator)
It's a struggle, isn't it, Vic? As the job begins, as you try to concentrate on the music and the piano in front of you while your mind is on other things.
Lieutenant Harrison
The money, the property.
Vic Stanfield
It's mine.
Lieutenant Harrison
I intend to leave it that way.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Those are the raw materials, aren't they, Vic? Something for a man's mind to work on. Particularly a mind like yours with murder lying underneath everything else. Yes, you can close your eyes there at the piano and hear things like this.
Lieutenant Harrison
I love you. Don't be ridiculous, Vicki Parlanois. I wanted someone to do a job for me, and you came along. So you let me. Go ahead. The money, darling. The property in Cleveland. I want them. I got them. And I won't have to pay for it, will I, Vicky?
Vic Stanfield
No. No, she won't get away with.
The Whistler (Narrator)
You're trembling, aren't you, Vic? Sitting there, terrified by your own thoughts. Almost afraid to think of what you might have to do to escape
Vic Stanfield
intermission. Vic. Oh.
Thalia
Oh, yeah. Yeah, sure, Jake.
Vic Stanfield
And now you're going to listen to me. It's Thalia.
Thalia
What about Thalia?
Arlene Foster
Well, she said the oddest thing.
Vic Stanfield
Something about settling things for you tonight.
Thalia
I knew it.
Vic Stanfield
What?
Thalia
That little Vic.
Vic Stanfield
What is it?
Thalia
Settle things, huh?
Vic Stanfield
I'll see about that.
The Whistler (Narrator)
You know now you've got to kill her. And it has to happen fast. In the lobby, outside the ballroom. You stop. Remember something that private detective said about suicide?
Thalia
You can make it look like suicide,
The Whistler (Narrator)
Vic, just by taking the time to set it up.
Vic Stanfield
Getting yourself a witness.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Yes. The telephone girl.
Thalia
Will do. Ethel.
Vic Stanfield
What is it, Vic?
Thalia
My wife. Is she in her room?
Vic Stanfield
Well, I think she went up just a little while ago.
Thalia
Ethel. Was she all right? Did she say anything about not disturbing her?
Arlene Foster
I don't know. Is there something wrong?
The Whistler (Narrator)
I don't know. I don't know.
Thalia
She's been very upset lately. I don't know what it is, but the way she's acting, I'm afraid she might do something to herself.
The Whistler (Narrator)
I. I better get up there right away. You step back, remembering somehow that you
Signal Oil Announcer
have your own key.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Fumble. Nervously opening the door, you cross swiftly to the bedroom.
Thalia
Glance in, wonder where she could be.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Turning, you catch sight of the doors to the terrace.
Thalia
They're both standing open.
The Whistler (Narrator)
A slight breeze rustling the drapery. Failure.
Thalia
I just want to talk.
Vic Stanfield
What's the matter?
Signal Oil Announcer
Thalia?
Vic Stanfield
What are you doing out there on the terrace? Don't you come near me. Can't do this. But we're gonna talk.
The Whistler (Narrator)
Thalia. Don't back away from me.
Vic Stanfield
Look out. Stop the radio. Go over.
Signal Oil Announcer
The Whistler will return in just a moment with a strange ending to tonight's story. Meantime, another word about those Oscars, which the movie industry is going to award next Saturday. On last week's Whistler, I mentioned that if they gave Oscars for gasoline, Signal would no doubt win the honors for outstanding performance. Well, by the same token, the Oscar for best supporting role would surely go to Signal oil dealers for the many valuable safety services which they offer free. For instance, this month, all signal service stations throughout the west, from Canada to Mexico, will check your fan belt and radiator hose without charge. The chances are it's been a long time since your radiator hose and fan belt were checked. Because most drivers, and most service station operators, too, never give a thought to these two little items until they break down completely and leave you in real trouble. Moreover, if the inspection shows your fan belt or radiator hose to be in dangerous condition, signal dealers can, in most cases, replace them while you wait. So, for your own peace of mind and carefree miles during the months ahead, drop into a signal station. This week for this free signal safety service. Your friendly signal dealer will enjoy this opportunity to demonstrate to you the more thorough, more conscientious service cars get at dealer owned signal service stations. And now, back to the Whistler.
The Whistler (Narrator)
It's all over, Vic. In one terrible moment, Aalia falls back over the terrace rail. And your mind whirls with a thought. That here is the end product of your perfect murder. You don't know it, of course. But the human catalyst has done her work well. And all that's left as you draw back from the rail with a shudder, is the realization that your own life is at stake. If you don't get out of these rooms before anyone comes up, you're sure there's time. But you cross swiftly toward the door. Thankful that you left the idea of suicide with a switchboard girl.
Thalia
She's got to back you up then.
The Whistler (Narrator)
The only hope you have now.
Thalia
Mr. Stanfield, that I ran into you. I'm Lieutenant Harrison, Miami Police. I don't understand. Afraid I don't either. Stanfield. Your wife inside? I don't know. I just stepped in the door myself. Oh, well, have a look, will you? You see, she called us tonight. She what? Called us. She was quite upset. Oh. Oh, I, I, I know she's been acting strange lately, but I didn't. What she had to say was quite. But maybe I better step inside.
Vic Stanfield
Yeah, sure, but I. Look, Lieutenant, what's this all about?
Thalia
I, I can't understand what.
Narrator/Announcer
You want me to get in?
Thalia
Yeah, go ahead. Yes. What? Uh huh. That must have just happened. No, it's all right. I'm with her husband now. Well, Stanfield, maybe you already know this. Just for the record, that call was to let us know that your wife's body is out on the pavement ten floors down. Oh, no, that's the terrace over there. Pushed her right over the rail.
Vic Stanfield
Oh, please, it was an accident. I can prove it was an accident.
Thalia
Maybe you can, Stanfield.
Alacran
I don't know.
Thalia
You'll have your chance. Of course, when she called us just 20 minutes ago, she said she was certain you were going to kill her.
Orville
Gee, Arlene, I can't get over it.
Vic Stanfield
What over it?
Orville
The papers today about Big Stanfield being convicted of murder. The Miami police and that private detective both telling the jury Mrs. Stanfield said she was afraid he was gonna kill her.
Vic Stanfield
Oh, yes. I wonder why he did such a thing.
Orville
I don't know. Only, gosh, the whole thing must have hit you pretty hard, Arlene. I mean, the way you felt about Stanfield.
Vic Stanfield
Well, you know, Orville, it was terrible. But as far as anything personal between Vic and me, I, I guess I was just silly. See, Orville, there's something you should know.
Orville
You mean about our going steady again?
Vic Stanfield
No. Rodney Maynard and his Men of Music are coming here next week.
Thalia
Yeah, I know that.
Vic Stanfield
Yes, but Orville, there's something I've never told you about me and Rodney.
Signal Oil Announcer
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The Whistler (Narrator)
Speaking.
Signal Oil Announcer
This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.
Narrator/Announcer
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Escape Announcer
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Narrator/Announcer
You are kneeling in the church of a Caribbean village, seeking the sanctuary it might offer. While slowly walking down the aisle, carefully studying each bowed head, is the brute of a man who has come to kill you.
Escape Announcer
Listen now, as escape brings you Les Crutchfield story. Violent night,
Thalia
Huh? Huh?
Narrator/Announcer
I came awake suddenly. Wide awake. It's a trick you learn around the back countries of the Caribbean if you want to stay alive. I didn't move. I didn't make a sound. Just stared into the darkness and listened. Then it came again. Somebody was on the veranda. I slid off the cot, reached for my pistol on the table and stood up barefooted. I moved quietly across the room and stopped by the shutters.
Arlene Foster
Senora. Gravy.
Narrator/Announcer
Who is it?
Arlene Foster
Pepita. It is Pepita. Pepita, I am come to warn you. Is terrible danger.
Narrator/Announcer
Are you alone? All right, Wait a second.
Arlene Foster
Quickly.
Narrator/Announcer
What's wrong? What's the matter?
Arlene Foster
Look toward the village.
Vic Stanfield
Good.
Arlene Foster
Monte Miguel.
Narrator/Announcer
What? Fire. What's burning?
Arlene Foster
The estacion of the police. The federalista army barrack. Other places. It is a revolution, senor.
Narrator/Announcer
Revolution. Who is it? Who's behind it?
Vic Stanfield
Alacran.
Narrator/Announcer
What?
Arlene Foster
He has come out of the jungle again. 1000 men are follow him. And now more from the village. He has guns, trucks, cars, radios. He is called himself governor of the district.
Narrator/Announcer
Governor? He won't last 48 hours.
Arlene Foster
Everyone say it is revolution. All over the country. You must leave your plantation and go quickly.
Narrator/Announcer
What? Peter?
Thalia
You.
Narrator/Announcer
You think he still remembers?
Vic Stanfield
Alacran will never forget. Not ever. Not before one of you is dead.
Narrator/Announcer
Yeah, maybe you're right. All Right. Thanks, Pepita. Thanks for everything. Ten minutes later, I lay hidden in a clump of bamboo by the irrigation ditch, 30 yards from my house, watching a convoy of army trucks swing in from the highway and roar up the road toward the plantation. I could have struck out, then run away. But I had to know the odds, know whether a Lakran was making it personal, whether he still remembered. The truck skidded to a stop. Men with rifles piled out, circle the house. Spotlights cut through the night, lit up my bungalow, probing at the shutters. But I didn't see him until he stepped into the circle of lights and called out.
Alacran
Mr. O'. Grady. Mr. Barry O'. Grady.
Narrator/Announcer
Alacran.
Alacran
You're wasting our time, Mr. O'.
Signal Oil Announcer
Grady.
Alacran
You may as well come out educated
Narrator/Announcer
in the States, but as cunning and cruel as the wildest Indian in the bush.
Alacran
Are you afraid of me, Mr. O'?
Thalia
Grady?
Alacran
Are you afraid to come out and greet an old friend who has not forgotten you for a minute?
Narrator/Announcer
Alacron, leader of a revolution. Self styled governor of the district. And he'd taken time out to lead this raid personally. Yes, Pepito was right. He hadn't forgotten. He blasted the bolt off my door with a tommy gun. And then with a half a dozen of his men, he plunged into the house. It was time to get out. I'd wanted to know the odds, and now I knew them. I didn't have a chance. I ran for nearly two miles through my coffee groves, along the banks of the ditches, through the patches of bush. Before I finally played off. I was beside a narrow road leading back into the hills. I dropped down to the edge of it and tried to get my wind back. A Lakron. For two years he'd waited, and now he was coming after me. He'd been trying to start a revolt. Then I dragged him away from my workman, taken his gun away from him and beaten him to a pulp. And now he was back in control of the whole district with a wolf pack at his heels. And then suddenly I noticed the headlights of a car coming down the road from the hills. The lights were too close together and too low to the ground for an army truck. There were ranchers up in the hills, resorts. It might be a private car. It was worth a chance. I worked feverishly. The car was close now and moving fast. I gathered an armful of brush, threw it into the rope, struck a match and set fire to it. Then I dropped down in the ditch and waited. All right, easy now.
Lieutenant Harrison
Don't move.
Arlene Foster
Who are you? What do you want.
Narrator/Announcer
I want your car.
Arlene Foster
No, it isn't. Let me go.
Signal Oil Announcer
Oh, no, you don't.
Narrator/Announcer
Let go of that.
Lieutenant Harrison
Stop it.
Arlene Foster
Stop it. You're hurting me. Take your hands off.
Escape Announcer
Thanks.
Narrator/Announcer
Well, that's a lot of gun for a lady. I will take care of that.
Arlene Foster
You fool. Do you know who I am?
Narrator/Announcer
No.
Arlene Foster
I am the daughter of the governor of this district.
Narrator/Announcer
Your what?
Arlene Foster
It's true. I am the daughter.
Narrator/Announcer
I'd heard he had a daughter. But who'd ever expect that fat pig to have one that looks like you?
Lieutenant Harrison
I dream.
Arlene Foster
Promise you, senor, if you go on with this, I will see that you are shot against a wall.
Narrator/Announcer
You're too late. Your father already has that idea. More likely a worse one. You know, I think you're going to come in awfully handy before morning. What do I call you? What's your name?
Arlene Foster
Maria.
Narrator/Announcer
All right, Maria, let's get this straight. I got one chance in a thousand of staying alive. And if I can help that chance, I'll do anything. You understand?
Arlene Foster
No, please.
Narrator/Announcer
Now, we're gonna get out of here. We're gonna get out together. Whatever happens, your father gets me and I get you. All right, now get the car started. We came off the side road two miles from Monte Miguel, crossed the main highway and took the old road towards San vicente. It was 110 miles to the capital. But the sports car was fast. It could outrun any army vehicle Alcatraz men might have. There was a good chance he hadn't yet blockaded the San Vicente Highway. It was a good dream. It lasted for two miles. Then it popped like a soap bubble
Arlene Foster
in the road ahead. Senor. Lights, trucks, men moving. What do you want me to do?
Narrator/Announcer
Brakes. Hit the brakes. Come on and get this thing turned around and make it fast. All right, come on, snap on it. Let's get out of here. Come on. That was close. Plenty close. Well, we're still lucky. We could have barged straight into that. They blocked us, but at least they didn't get us. And we still got a chance of circling back.
Thalia
What?
Narrator/Announcer
What's wrong? What is it?
Arlene Foster
I don't know. I'm not doing anything to them.
Narrator/Announcer
Yo, wait a minute. Yeah. Yeah, I can smell it. A bullet must have smashed up in the gas tank.
Vic Stanfield
We.
Arlene Foster
We're out of petrol.
Narrator/Announcer
Yeah. Get it over to the side. No, farther. Clear over to the canal bank. The irrigation ditch.
Signal Oil Announcer
Go on.
Alacran
All right.
Narrator/Announcer
Come on. Get out. Come on. Hurry.
Arlene Foster
What are we going to do?
Narrator/Announcer
Here, give me a hand. We're going to get it Rolling.
Orville
Come on.
Narrator/Announcer
Into the m. All right, come on, let's go.
Arlene Foster
What do you mean?
Narrator/Announcer
They'll be along here any second. Find where we sank the car, come after us. We don't have much time. Now, come on. Let's get across that ditch in the water.
Arlene Foster
No, I will not do it. I will not go into the water.
Narrator/Announcer
Oh, you won't, huh?
Alacran
All right.
Lieutenant Harrison
Put me down.
Arlene Foster
Put me down. Stop.
Narrator/Announcer
Hold your breath. Now, just take it easy. Quit fighting and relax, will you? I'll get you across. It's only 20ft wide. All right. Easy now. All right, here we go.
Lieutenant Harrison
Now.
Thalia
Grab the bank.
Narrator/Announcer
You go.
Arlene Foster
Oh, it takes me all my life. I'm going to kill you.
Narrator/Announcer
Maybe not. I might have to kill you first. Now, come on.
Arlene Foster
I am not going into that jungle with you. No matter what you do to me, I am not going.
Narrator/Announcer
Come on, move. Alacran had outmaneuvered me, outflanked me. There was no use trying to break south toward the capital. He had the whole area sewed up. So I decided on a gamble. I turned back, head for the last place on earth he'd look for me. The village of Montemigelazo. It was nearly midnight when we entered the village. I kept a tight grip on Maria's arm and hurried her through the back streets and alleys, heading toward Peter's room on the other side of town. Though we didn't make it, a patrol of rebels came around the corner and moved toward us. We couldn't turn and run. We couldn't go on. We were trapped. But we'd stopped in front of a house built flush against the street. The door was only a few feet away. I stepped over and tried it. It was unlocked. I drew my gun and pushed the door open. All right, come on. There's no one in Insight. Quick.
Arlene Foster
What are you going to do?
Narrator/Announcer
Wait for the patrol to pass. Now be quiet. Here they come. Not a sound, maria. That was lucky. Well, double lucky, in fact. The head man here has gone out and left some clothes all ready for me. Pantalones, camisa, serape, sombrero. Now, if we can find something for you.
Arlene Foster
What do you mean?
Narrator/Announcer
Well, dressed like we are, we don't have a chance. Ah, here. Here. This ought to do it.
Lieutenant Harrison
Catch it.
Narrator/Announcer
Now, here's a shawl for you. You can throw it over your head and keep it around your face.
Arlene Foster
If you think I am going to
Narrator/Announcer
change my clothes, get behind that curtain and do it any way you want. But get into that dress and do it fast. In a few Minutes we were back into the marketplace, walking rapidly. And then as we passed the great doors of the church, I froze in my tracks. Alikrand. He was launching in the back of a touring car. Fat and evil. Here, this way.
Vic Stanfield
Where?
Narrator/Announcer
Enter the church. If he sees me, we're finished. Slow and solemn. All right, up the steps and keep your head down. Odd. Half scared, the way the villagers go in.
Lieutenant Harrison
All right.
Narrator/Announcer
Up toward the front. Hu. All right. In here. All right. This is far enough. Now. Kneel down. Well, we're safe for the moment.
Thalia
But I.
Alacran
If you please.
Narrator/Announcer
Don't move. Maria. Don't cry out, the guns pressed against your side. Keep your head down and pretend you're pretty.
Thalia
Praying.
Narrator/Announcer
Better yet, really pray.
Escape Announcer
You are listening to Violent Night, tonight's presentation on Escape. Next Monday night on CBS Radio, Ronald Reagan stars in the Lux Radio theater adaptation of Carbine Williams with Wendell Corey and Gene Hagen in their original screen roles. Next Monday night, when you will also want to hear Tyrone Power in Suspense's production, the Guilty Always Run. And now Escape and the second act of Violent Night.
Narrator/Announcer
The Padre, white haired, an old melt at the altar and went on with his prayer, not hearing the summons from the back of the church. Some of the kneeling villagers turned to look and then turned back quickly beneath my serapi. I kept the gun pressed tight against Maria's sword. Alikran was walking up the aisle toward the front of the church, moving slowly and deliberately, stopping to glance along each row and study the kneeling worshipers.
Thalia
You cannot come here with arms, my son. This is a place of peace.
Alacran
And I am a very peaceful man, Padre. As long as I am not denied
Thalia
the things I want. What is it you want?
Vic Stanfield
A man.
Alacran
I am told there are some woman with him. They may have come in here. I will only need a moment more
Thalia
to finish checking your followers. No, I cannot permit that, Padre.
Alacran
You know who I am. Now, we can be friends or we can be enemies.
Thalia
As you choose, of course. Burning the church is not to my like. Go wait outside if you wish. I am on the point of dismissing the congregation. You may watch them as they leave. All right.
Alacran
You are clever at compromise, Father.
Thalia
I'm sure we will learn to understand each other. Adios. La misa estater minada. That is all, my children. Vayan con Dios,
Narrator/Announcer
My son. What is it, Padre?
Captain
This way.
Thalia
Follow me.
Narrator/Announcer
Both of you.
Thalia
Come quick.
Narrator/Announcer
Come on, Maria.
Arlene Foster
Yes,
Narrator/Announcer
In here. We are taking a big chance, Padre. If he finds out you are in trouble.
Thalia
You have heard of sanctuary, my son? The sanctuary of the church?
Narrator/Announcer
Yes, of course.
Thalia
Unfortunately, I cannot assure you that sanctuary. But perhaps I can help you in some small way to find your own sanctuary.
Narrator/Announcer
Thank you, Padre. In a few minutes, when everyone has gone, he will be search.
Thalia
Who is it?
Alacran
Lacroix.
Thalia
One moment.
Alacran
I am informed that you are hiding
Vic Stanfield
a man and woman from the congregation.
Alacran
Open this door.
Thalia
Have patience. Now, Here, behind the desk, there is a way out. All right, go now, both of you, quickly.
Narrator/Announcer
The passage opens on an alleyway behind the church.
Arlene Foster
Open.
Alacran
Now.
Thalia
Worry my children.
Narrator/Announcer
Thank you, Padre.
Thalia
Okay. Well,
Narrator/Announcer
When we came into the open alleyway, we were on the very edge of the village, on a crooked path that ran between the walls and backs of the buildings on one side and the dark, dense mass of the Valle Diablo jungle on the other. But for a moment, we were safe.
Arlene Foster
Barry.
Narrator/Announcer
What?
Arlene Foster
Back there in the church. Would you really have killed me?
Narrator/Announcer
Look, I'd hate to do anything to hurt you, but if I have to, I will.
Arlene Foster
Why do you hate me so much?
Thalia
Hate you?
Narrator/Announcer
I don't hate you. Why should I hate you? You're my ace in the hole. I've got nothing against you personally. You just picked the wrong man for a father, that's all.
Arlene Foster
El Gringo.
Narrator/Announcer
Wait. Hold it.
Lieutenant Harrison
El Gringo.
Arlene Foster
Barry, don't shoot. It's only a child.
Narrator/Announcer
Yes, it's only a child, but he knows who we are. And you'll have the whole town out here in two minutes. There's no choice left now. Come on.
Arlene Foster
What are you doing? Where are we going?
Narrator/Announcer
Into the jungle, into the Valle Diablo.
Lieutenant Harrison
Barry.
Narrator/Announcer
Yes.
Arlene Foster
I got to rest. I can't go on much further.
Narrator/Announcer
All right.
Escape Announcer
All right, Maria.
Narrator/Announcer
We'll slow down, take it easier. I don't think he's gonna find us now. I think maybe we got a chance.
Arlene Foster
Can't we stop Barry?
Thalia
No.
Narrator/Announcer
No. In 10 minutes, we wouldn't be able to move again. Now the sky is beginning to lighten. It'll be dawn in less than an hour. He can't chase us forever. He's got a revolution on his hands.
Arlene Foster
Barry. It's all been so strange. Like a nightmare, all mixed up. I hated you at first.
Thalia
Oh, forgive it.
Arlene Foster
I didn't know who you were, what you were doing to me. Finally, I began to understand.
Lieutenant Harrison
I.
Arlene Foster
I don't hate you anymore, Barry.
Narrator/Announcer
Good, Maria. It works out better that way.
Arlene Foster
In fact, I'm afraid I like you very much.
Narrator/Announcer
Why afraid? Yes, Maria. We'll be out of this before long, And.
The Whistler (Narrator)
What?
Narrator/Announcer
Wait.
Arlene Foster
What is it? Barry?
Narrator/Announcer
Those are dogs.
Arlene Foster
What?
Narrator/Announcer
Yeah. They're trailing us. With dogs. No, Matter where we go now, they'll find us. Come on, Maria. And we ran again down the twisting jungle trail, on and on, knowing while we ran that there was no way out, no way of escape. And then suddenly we burst out into a clearing and stopped in our tracks. Far ahead of us, dark and ancient, its stones worn by tropic rains, grown over with lichen and moss, was a Mayan pyramid built by men dead for centuries, lost and forgotten in the Valle Diablo. We broke into a run across the clearing.
Arlene Foster
We are going inside, Barry.
Narrator/Announcer
Oh, why not?
Escape Announcer
What have we got to lose?
Alacran
Nothing at all.
Narrator/Announcer
Right, inside. Quick, Marine.
Vic Stanfield
Excellent.
Alacran
Right into the trap.
Arlene Foster
Just as I hope he's behind us
Narrator/Announcer
somewhere at the edge of the clearing.
Alacran
Been here for some time, you know, Waiting for my beaters to drive you out of the brunch. Always predictable, Mr. O'. Grady. One knows precisely what you are going to do before you do it.
Narrator/Announcer
Alec Brown, listen to me. I've got Maria with me.
Alacran
I recognize her at once.
Narrator/Announcer
Then listen. Before I let you take me. I'll kill her. You understand?
Alacran
That's entirely up to you, Mr. O'. Grady. First you fire at my voice. Gone embarrassing in the. Mr. O'. Grady. Now my fun begins.
Narrator/Announcer
Come on, Maria. Back inside. Quick. Well, I'm out of cartridges. All we can do now is run. Run as far and as long as we can.
Arlene Foster
And then what, Barry? You killed me as you told him you would.
Narrator/Announcer
You know better. I thought the threat would hold him off. But it didn't. You heard him.
Arlene Foster
Yes, I heard him. It is not a surprise, Barry. My father has hated me for years. I did not come in handy like you hoped.
Alacran
Where are you, Mr. Reddy? Are you scared now, Ronnie?
Narrator/Announcer
Maria.
Arlene Foster
Kiss me.
Narrator/Announcer
Keep moving. As quiet as possible.
Alacran
Maybe you need something to help your own, Mr. O'.
Narrator/Announcer
Grady. He's got a machine pistol.
Thalia
Hurry.
Arlene Foster
I cannot go so quickly.
Alacran
What, are you afraid? Oh, Mr. O'. Grady, you're not afraid that they are the plantation. Is this what bothers you for?
Arlene Foster
It's no use, Barry. It's no use.
Narrator/Announcer
Maria. Maria, wait. There's a ledge right above us here. I can feel it when I reach up. Broken boulders. Now, there's a chance. Now, listen to me, Maria. You go on alone. Make a noise, talk. So that he'll think that we're still together. You understand? I'm going to wait for him here. Right up on that ledge. Right.
Thalia
Now, go out.
Arlene Foster
All right.
Narrator/Announcer
Go on.
Vic Stanfield
But. Oh.
Alacran
Oh.
Arlene Foster
Be careful. Be very careful.
Narrator/Announcer
I scrambled up on the ledge and got set. And I felt around in the dark and found a rock as big as a man's head. And then I waited.
Alacran
You're tiring yourself for nothing, Mr. O'.
Thalia
Grady.
Alacran
There's only one way out, you know.
Narrator/Announcer
I raised the rock and waited. He was close now. Very close. I listened to his steps, trying to judge his position by the sound.
Alacran
You're not being very friendly, Mr. O'.
Thalia
Grady.
Alacran
And I feel very warm for you.
Narrator/Announcer
He was right below me. I raised the rock and smashed it down on his head. It's all right, maria. It's all over.
Lieutenant Harrison
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
Thalia
Maria.
Narrator/Announcer
Two weeks in that stinking jail and now you drag me out and bring me down here to the harbor. Why, Captain.
Captain
This way, Senora.
Thalia
Gr.
Narrator/Announcer
Alright, so you won the revolution. Now you're the new government. All right, fine. I got nothing against you. My fight with Alikran was personal, you know that.
Captain
Quite true, Senor Ogridi. I know that. However, Alikran was one of our leaders. You killed him. The usual sentence is death by a firing squad.
Narrator/Announcer
I know that, Captain.
Captain
Instead, we are permitting you to leave the country. The launch is waiting to take you out to the ship. You should consider yourself very fortunate, Senora Grady.
Narrator/Announcer
Captain. Look there. There was a girl. Maria Alacran's daughter. Where is Maria?
Captain
I believe you are speaking of my wife, senor.
Narrator/Announcer
Your wife?
Captain
We are escaping a death sentence, senor. But I must warn you that if you ever return to the Republic, that sentence will be carried out. Your wife Maria and I were married yesterday at the church of San Isabel. As a wedding gift to Maria.
Signal Oil Announcer
I gave her your life.
Captain
Your ship is waiting, Senor o'.
Signal Oil Announcer
Grady. Adios.
Escape Announcer
Under the direction of Norman MacDonald, Escape has brought you Violent Night by Les Crutchfield, starring William Conrad and Joyce McCluskey. Featured in the cast were Don Diamond, Ben Wright and Edgar Barrier. With Michael Ann Barrett, Byron Kane and Richard Beals. Your announcer, George Walsh. The special music for Escape is composed and conducted by Leith Stevens. Next week.
Narrator/Announcer
You are standing in a lonely forest clearing the dawn turned gray by the creeping fog. While standing only yards from you, his eyes filled with his hate for you is a man who's come to take your life. Unless you first take his.
Escape Announcer
So listen. Next week when Escape brings you Alexandre Dumas classic story. The second shot. Rich in comedy, rich in human interest, rich in novelty. That's Rich starring Stan Freeberg. Friday nights on CBS Radio it's the lively, refreshing stars address situation comedy called that's Rich, which it certainly is. Every Friday night on most of these stations, just you make a date. Tie a little string around your favorite chair so you remember to listen and laugh with. That's rich. Friday nights, too. Enjoy a full hour Arthur Godfrey Digest on the CBS Radio Network.
Episode: The Whistler and Escape
Date: March 31, 2026
Host: RelicRadio.com
This episode of The Relic Radio Show presents two classic old time radio dramas:
The host frames these broadcasts as “audio artifacts from radio's golden age,” inviting listeners into an era when radio dramas reigned supreme in suspense and storytelling.
(00:39–29:53)
A seemingly perfect crime is unraveled by a "human catalyst": an unsuspecting bystander whose actions set off a series of fatal events. The story explores how hidden motives and paranoia can corrode even the strongest of conspiracies.
Introduction to Catalysts in Chemistry—and People
(02:26) The Whistler:
“In the field of chemistry there are curious substances known as catalysts...In a way, they simply stand on the sidelines untouched by the reaction they cause...There are catalysts too among human beings.”
Vic Stanfield’s Return and a Fatal Plot
(03:14–04:45) Vic and Thalia, lovers, discuss their role in the suspicious death of Thalia's husband, Carl, setting up both their romance and the underlying murder. Thalia’s coolness contrasts with Vic’s growing anxiety.
Arrival in Miami Beach and Growing Suspicion
(07:43–10:17) Vic and Thalia move on to a blissful new life at a Miami Beach hotel, unaware that Arlene Foster, a young innocent, is about to tip their world into chaos simply by voicing suspicions.
(09:17) Thalia: “And that’s why it’s so perfect. Because we’re the only two people who know. The only ones we’ll ever have to worry about.”
Seeds of Doubt and the Catalyst's Unwitting Role
(10:58–12:12) Arlene, emotionally stirred by gossip and jealousy, places a phone call that casts suspicion on Thalia and Vic, setting off a chain of mistrust between the newlyweds.
Tensions Rise Over Money and Trust
(13:12–16:19) Thalia tries to convince Vic to put all his assets in her name. Vic’s refusal, fueled by the anonymous phone call and mounting paranoia about betrayal, heightens the tension.
(14:09) Vic: “There’s $180,000, roughly, and property in Cleveland.”
Mutual Surveillance & The Power of Paranoia
(17:23–19:42) Both Vic and Thalia hire private detectives to follow each other, their growing suspicion exacerbated by the young Arlene’s innocent meddling.
The Fatal Climax
(22:22–27:35)
Aftermath and Irony
(27:35–28:51) Arlene and Orville, back on the terrace, reflect on the headlines, barely touched by the horror they unwittingly helped unleash—proving the "human catalyst" is often oblivious.
On Human Catalysts
(02:26) The Whistler:
“There are catalysts too among human beings...and a 17 year old girl named Arlene Foster was about to become one.”
On the “Perfect Murder”
(07:43) Narrator:
"Because you're sure that in killing Carl Westover, Vic, you committed the perfect murder."
Thalia’s Pragmatism
(13:14) Thalia:
“Look, I think we'd better put your property, all your assets, in fact, in my name.”
Final Ironic Twist
(27:35) Police:
“When she called us just 20 minutes ago, she said she was certain you were going to kill her.”
(30:08–57:31)
A tale of survival and shifting allegiances amidst revolution: Barry O’Grady, a foreign plantation owner, is hunted by Alacran, a local warlord seeking vengeance. O’Grady’s flight is complicated when he takes Maria—Alacran’s daughter—hostage, and the boundaries between enemy and ally blur in the wilderness.
Opening in Sanctuary, Yet Hunted
(30:48) O’Grady seeks refuge in a church—but quickly learns even this sanctuary cannot protect him from the relentless Alacran.
Revolution Engulfs the Village
(32:46) Pepita:
“It is a revolution, senor...Alacran…has come out of the jungle again. 1000 men are follow him.”
Barry’s Escape—and Hostage
(36:52–37:41) O’Grady waylays Maria, Alacran’s daughter, using her as leverage in his desperate flight.
Narrow Escapes through the Jungle
(39:29–44:13) Barry and Maria evade pursuit through gunfire, river crossings, and back-alley disguises, forging a wary partnership.
Sanctuary and Betrayal in the Church
(45:25–47:58) They seek sanctuary, aided by a priest who provides momentary shelter and an escape route as Alacran searches.
Jungle Pursuit and Shifting Emotions
(49:19–50:34) Maria’s fear turns into reluctant admiration and even affection for Barry during their ordeal:
Climactic Confrontation at the Mayan Pyramid
(51:38–55:25)
Power Shift and Final Irony
(55:58–57:14)
Revolution in the Air
(32:53) Pepita: “All over the country. You must leave your plantation and go quickly.”
Father’s Hatred
(53:22) Maria:
“My father has hated me for years. I did not come in handy like you hoped.”
The Grim Bargain
(57:09) Captain:
“As a wedding gift to Maria, I gave her your life.”
| Segment | Timestamp | Description | |------------------------------|---------------|---------------------------------------------------------| | The Whistler: Opening Monologue | 01:22 | “I am the Whistler and I know many things…” | | The Human Catalyst: Murder Plot | 04:14–05:34 | Vic and Thalia discuss their crime | | Arlene’s Catalyst Call | 10:58–12:12 | Arlene places the call that ignites suspicion | | Final Confrontation & Death | 22:22–27:35 | Thalia falls to her death; police close in | | The Whistler: Moral Wrap-up | 28:51 | Arlene and Orville reflect, oblivious to the tragedy | | Escape: Church Sanctuary Set-up| 30:48–31:35 | Scene-setting for "Violent Night" | | Escape: Revolution Erupts | 32:46 | “It is a revolution, senor…” | | Barry and Maria on the Run | 39:29–44:13 | Pursuit, disguise, survival | | Pyramid Showdown | 51:38–55:25 | Barry kills Alacran | | Final Ironic “Mercy” | 55:58–57:14 | Maria’s new marriage spares Barry’s life |
This episode of The Relic Radio Show is a masterclass in old-time radio suspense:
Both tales showcase how a single unintentional catalyst—a word, a call, or a newly kindled affection—can trigger unpredictable, life-altering events.