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Written by Percy Granger. Directed by Himan Brown.
Cast: Gordon Heath; Robert Dryden; Leon Janney; Bryna Raeburn; Gilbert Mack.
A wealthy man arrives in an Old West town bent to gain revenge on the three men who wronged him many years prior.
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CBS Radio Mystery Theater (Restoration) — 0675 - Revenge (7/1/1977). Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
The CBS Radio Mystery Theatre presents... Come in. Welcome. I'm E.G. Marshall. Wherever there is money to be made, there are secrets to be kept. No, that's not a famous quote. But for all the truth it contains, it might as well be. Money was made in undreamed of quantities by a handful of men in this country in the years following the Civil War. They were called the captains of industry. But even the most respected of these pillars of society had a skeleton or two in their closets. They would have paid half their fortunes not to see exposed. But there are some skeletons that just don't seem to understand the value of money.
Great Jesus' ghost. It's you. It's been a long time, Jade. Go away. Leave me alone. You robbed me once or something. Something you can never give me back. Come in. And what are you going to want? Our mystery drama, Riven, was written especially for the mystery theater by Percy Granger and stars Gordon Heath. I'll be back shortly with that one. Then, ver in the 1880s was a prosperous town. And two of its most prosperous citizens were Jade Wanamaker and Herbert Biel.
Two more different men would be hard to find. Jade was a quiet domestic man. Herbert was a hard-drinking bachelor addicted to his nightly poker games. No, except for their wealth. The townsfolk said these two were as different as night and day. But they did have something in common. And one afternoon, he rode into town. Are you cabin Mary? That's right, stranger. What can I do for you? You own this dive. What are you calling a dive? I asked for the most degraded lowlife hangout in the tenderloin district. And they sent me here. Now listen, mister. Fancy clothes and no, you're going to get carried out of here at the first. What do you want? I want to buy. Watch. Lock, stock, and barrel. Say what is this? Name your price. Now pay you double. What are you? Reformer? No.
I don't want anything changed. Only meet one condition. And I'll give you this. This suit? $10,000. What's the condition? I want one room upstairs kept vacant. When I need it. For $10,000? When I've done what I've come to do, money won't be of any use to. Hardest ranger. Morning, Sheriff. I'm looking for Jade Warner Maker and Herbert Bue. Well, herb, I reckon you'd find it in the night over to the silver dollar saloon. But Jade, he don't go out my poor fellow. Why do you say that? Oh, God, his wife. Is her name? Esther? Yep. Say she was a great beauty once. Once. Why? What happened? Oh, sad how people change.
He's not only grown ugly, but turns true each to boot. Hasn't been out of their mansion for years. Why, do you know her? No. I don't think so. Where can I find Jade Warner Maker? Well, he goes over to Clevver, MacFarlane's Barbershop very morning for shave. Thank you, Sheriff. Much obliged. Good morning, Mr. Warner Maker. Morning, clan. Got your muggle, phoned up, sir. Have a seat. Eh, here. Any more news about that stranger? The one who brought up Kevin Mary Sloan, down to Tendoloin? No, that goes out down there. Don't ever ask me, no. They say he's got an info for someone. Now, as I'm gambled, too, bit hustler. Oh, I don't know. He seems like a re-used gentleman.
Come in here, yesterday for shave. Uh-huh. Right after you left, as a matter of fact, you're good too. Strange looking person, though. There's something not quite right about him. Huh? How's that? Well, he has the most piercing green eyes I've ever seen inside a human skull. Green? You say green, right? Yeah. Burn a hole right through you. Oh, look, the hole's still Mr. Warner Maker. This razor's sharp. He didn't have a chance to walk with a limp. Well, yes, he did. Which slag... I can't remember. Which slag? Is that? Yeah. Don't tell me you know him, Mr. Warner Maker. I never said to me that I was. Well, he just got into this. Hello, Jade. You care for Mr. Warner Maker, the razor?
You cut yourself, Jade. That was careless. See, let me get a towel. No. I got to go. You didn't use to be so careless, Jade. Stay away from me. Why are you following me? Surely you're not begrudging an old friend, a pleasure of your company. You lay hand on me, and I'll call a chef. I don't think I need to touch you, Jade. I'll pay for what I need. Leave me, I'll pay. You haven't paid enough. Well, what do you want? What do you want from me? Money? That's not what you still from me. What then? Tell me. I don't know. I'm just here to collect, Jade. How you want to pay me is up to you.
This is my gate. This is my house. You follow me in and I will have your rest. But just pass. I won't follow you in, Jade. But I'll be waiting. And whenever you leave your house, I'll be waiting to follow you wherever you go. Huh? How long until you pay? No! Jade, what's the matter? You don't know if I could see the ghost. I have to... Didn't see anyone. You're bleeding. You sank down only a soul here, but... Did someone slit your throat to the last? It's nothing. I accidentally tore the barb. Why are you looking out the window? No, Esther. Who's out there? Don't look. It's him. Yeah, it's him.
He's come back to haunt me. To haunt me too. It's what you deserve. But we both deserve... Why? Mr. Van Paye for the rest of his life, for a single crime committed in the... ...fallay of his youth? Haven't you punished me enough for 32 years? What I did, I did, because I love jazz. You lied to me, Jade. You lied to me. And I told myself I believed you. I followed you instead of my heart. And the ugliness of my choice that he'd shown ever since in my face. Like a mask I can't remove. He's still there. Esther, you must go out and speak to him. No. He's you, he wants.
He does? He has much told me so. Listen to you and leave us in peace. Esther, please, please. I feel in pain. Would you see me die? No. But I can't go out to him. Why not? I couldn't bear to have him see me, as I am now. Please, Esther, I'll give you your freedom. Jade, years ago I wanted my freedom. It's too late for that now. What are we going to do? He can't stand out there forever, Kenny. Hello again, stranger. Good day, sir. Can I see you located in the Suwana Maker? Yep. Well, I got a complaint from him. Says you've been following him. Is it against the law to follow a man? Look here, mister. I want to know what you're up to. My business is with Jade Wanda Maker.
Now, you give me a straight answer, and I'm running you in. Very well. I'm here to take revenge on three people who have brought me of life's three most precious positions. We have engines against the law, stranger. I'm putting a stop to this right now. Mr. Wanda Maker has respected citizen, and no one's got any call to bear him a grudge. You're under arrest. What crime am I committing, Sheriff? Well, uh... Well, you're in a public street. Now, streets is for horses and vehicles. Section 103 is public code. Very well. If you permit me five minutes, I believe I can satisfy the law. Well, okay. I'm going to see Mr. Wanda Maker and find out what is all about. I don't want you standing here on our return. Oh, Sheriff.
Did you arrest him yet? No. Well, why not? He's been following Mr. Gester tomorrow. A man following the little man around in the crime, Mr. Wanda Maker. Well, he can't stay out there in the street. That's a public follow-up error. I've given him five minutes to get off the street. If he's not, I'll arrest him. Ah, did you hear that, Esther? We're saved. What's that? Look, coming up the street. Oh, good Lord. Oh, no. It's a curse. Sheriff. Well, what can I do? The law says you've got to have a vehicle. We don't say what kind. Ah, ah, ah. You're Mr. Wanda Maker, though. Just make me to my bed. You hear me? Out of this side. Mr. Wanda Maker. Mr. Wanda Maker. Mr. Wanda Maker, can you hear me? Yes.
Now, what is it between you and that man? I can't tell you. Why not, Jade? Go ahead. You press a charge, Mr. Wanda Maker, and I'll arrest him, but I can't do it without a charge. Because he's your chance, Jade. Go ahead. Press charges, like you did before. Ah, ah, ah. Ah, ah. I can't. Don't tell me you're getting soft in your old age. Mr. Wanda Maker, do you know that man? I did once, sir. Well, I think you better go out and speak to him. Why not? He mustn't speak yet. Did I have no? Well, either they had her by would those ladies who want to make you... ...get... ...or... Hello, babe. Howdy, ma'am.
Don't you recognize me? Esther. Yes. It's me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound shocked. I know the years have not been kind to me. They might have been. And no. You've got your revenge, Ben. Jade has had a stroke. Oh. But it's me you should have punished not him. I have. Man and wife are one flesh, one body. He's not a bad person, Ben. He confessed to me years ago that the robbery, child, on which he had you jailed, to get you out of the way, was false. I thought you'd have had more faith in me, Esther. We were engaged. I know. I was poor then, and you wanted wealth. Well, I'm rich now, Esther. Far richer than Jade Wanna Maker will ever be. It wasn't only money.
When I thought you were a thief, as well. I loved you. I've never loved anyone since. Now, I'm sure that's not true. It's in the past now. Please, Ben. I don't want Jade to die. I've never given him a moment's happiness. He will die. And then you have his fortune. That's what you wanted, isn't it? What? You've changed. You're not the man I knew, Ben Thompson. You become evil. That hurts suits you. Your heart has turned to stone. I've been wrong all these years. We never could have been happy again. Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh. Jade! Uh, Jade. I could have loved you. The hearse is yours, Esther.
The Bible says that when Christ came down to earth, with the offer of heavenly redemption, He crushed the head of the serpent who first tempted us. With Christ's offer, hardness of the heart was no longer forgivable. Yet there are still laws among us, whose hearts are so hardened by the bitterness of experience, that they are beyond the reach of grace. Is Ben Thompson such a man? Who was the two remaining victims on his list? And what were the precious gifts of life, of which they deprived him? And what about that room at Cabin Marys? We'll find out when I return with Act 2. How much punishment does a man deserve for his crimes?
Must he pay as Jade want to make her did with his life? Did Jade's punishment fit his crime? We're tempted to say it was excessive, but how can we measure the effect of his actions on Ben Thompson? However, these are philosophical questions. I'm happy to contemplate them now, for Ben Thompson is about to mark his second victim. But Herbert Beale is going to prove a much tougher customer than poor old Jade want to make her. See that 500 makes you an amazing husband. What you got? Three jets, eight, four hours. Ten-eye. Well, I think that does it for the rest of us. Oh, come on, you're going to desert me when the luck's gone my way. Let's have another bottle, homies. Whiskey. It's all very well for you to drink and play cards at all hours in the night. You ain't got a miss of them family to answer to. Hey boys, don't leave without me. What's my vaccine?
You forgot strangely claimed killed Jade want to make her? Well, he did kill him, have shares with Sydneyer. And the sheriff didn't do a dumb thing about it. Well, if Jade was so weak he let someone scare him to death then I figured he got what he deserved. He says he's got two more people on his list. Well, now for a fact I ain't one of them. Talk, come on, let's play one more hand. Where's the whiskey? Here it is, herb. What? Who the hell are we? Ben Thompson. Don't tell me you're one cause all this trouble and down. You two know each other? From a long time ago, isn't that right, herb? I never expected to see you again. No, I don't guess you did. Not after you robbed me, there were answer gold. I'd taken off my claim and let me in the gutters of San Francisco.
Please Ben, don't break my heart when I'm trying to concentrate. You can't join us, Mr. Thompson. I'm not here to play cards. You ain't gonna tell me the way you tell old Jade, won't make her a... No, herb. I'd like to make you a little wager. You want to win back the 10,000 I stole from you? No. I want you to give it back to me. Ben Thompson, you was always something. And I'm willing to wager that you will offer to do so. Oh, voluntarily. That's a sucker's bad, Ben. How much you worth her financially, that is. No, all of a million give a day. Why? That's all. I'll put up twice that for my own fortune. That I will voluntarily offer to repay you $10,000.
Why is the catch? No catch. You had some of that, babe. You're not afraid, are you? I know you got this kind of dope. Here's my receipt from the Grand Hotel. I've got close to a million dollars deposited in their vault. And you're giving me two to one art. On your entire fortune. You got yourself a bit. But we got witnesses. And I roll in gamblers like yourselves, lived by their word, eh? There's so much amongst these, even high-class thieves. Now, if you excuse me, we'd like to get on with our game. What are you going to use for stakes, Herb? You kidding? I've been winning all night. But you just tied that up. Why? You just tied up your entire fortune. And until our bet settled, everything you own is frozen. Oh, oh, oh.
Let's have time limit to this. Too late, Herb. Why, you low down. Living without money was always a fate worse than death for you, Herb. And until our bet is settled, you can't gamble. You can't even buy a drink. Unless someone else pays for it. But then it never was beneath your pride to take charity, was it, Herb? But if I pay you the ten thousand, I lose my bet. I lose my fortune. That's right. And we've got witnesses. I've got to get rid of you. I'll give a hang about the world of honor. If the rats won't leave the sinking ship fine, I'll take care of matters myself. Survival of the fittest. When comes someone's died?
Nothing but all just the man for the job. Good morning, Mr. Thompson. Good morning, Claren. I've got to come for my morning shift. Yes, Mr. Thompson. There is no one else here. He's always the first one. Mr. Brighter. So, our hangs. So far everything's going just as I planned. You got Mr. Beard cornered? Oh, no, not by a long shot. In fact, I've got no idea what the next move is. I don't think you'll have to worry about that. I'm not. With someone like that, the thing is to get them off guard and then let them take the next step. It's a good idea. It's an all-oreal principle. Force your enemy to attack, then use his energy against him. How did you know it was Herb at Beal I was after? News travels.
It's still Mr. Thompson. You're holding me, my tight clamp. It's just this one little spot on your neck. Sir, the target to get it. You've got to choke him. I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson, but I've got to do this. You just hold still. Oh, Sheriff. Good morning. Hello, Claren. Mrs. says it's time to get my hair cut. Sir. Oh, you missed, Thompson. So now you're after Herb at Beal. Sir, Mr. Thompson, please. He's only got one of the weakness, that man. Superstitious. Hey, what were you gonna say, Ian? Nothing. Nothing. Go on, please. He comes from all that gamble. I guess he always sits to the right of the door when he plays poker. He's afraid of the left. Left of anything, and he believes in the left. Does he believe in ghosts? Ghosts? I don't know yet, Ed.
Ian. Thank you, Sheriff. I think that's just what I'll do. Ian, no claimant. I'll think I'll come back later. And Mr. Thompson, don't think I'm taking my eyes off you for a minute. One, oh, step in. You're behind bars. Thanks for not saying anything, Mr. Thompson. I'm sorry. How much is he paying you, Clem? Ten thousand. But he said it was to protect his life, that you were going to kill him. I am. And you're going to help me. Oh, no, Mr. Thompson. Please, I had enough. Do you want me to call the sheriff back? No, no, no. All right. All right. What do you want me to do? Could you recommend a good butcher shop? What? I'm in the mood for some rare steak, Clem. Blood rare. Well, this key was placed just at the street. Now they're right back.
Meantime you'd better close your shop. But it's early morning. We've got a long day ahead of us, as going to start with a visit to Mr. Beal. Beal! Mr. Beal, Clem. What you doing here? I've come for my money. I told you to wait for nightfall. I said, I can't tell you. I did what you asked me to, Mr. Beal. Not so loud. Come inside. I want my money. Not so fast. Where's the body? Outside town. In a ravine up the canyon off the edge where I rode. You take me to see you done your work properly. They will discuss money. Well, looks like you did a good job, Clem.
You want to go down? Have a closer look? No, no. I can see well enough from here. Well, Ben Thompson here did it last. And I'm free at last. I believe I'll use some money, Clem. Let's go back to town. Money is the only reliable currency between the human beings, Clem. Hey, go. Ten thousand dollars. Have you forgotten all that? That money is not yours to pay up. Ben, what's your journey here? I saw you dead not one hour ago. Who you talking to, Mr. Beal? What? Who don't you see? See who? Ben Thompson. He's standing right there.
I don't see anyone, Mr. Beal. I just want my money. If you pay him, you forfeit our wage, herb. And if you forfeit the wage, you lose your fortune. Hey, what is this? A cheater kind of pool. If this is some kind of joke to Welch, I'm not agreement I won't stand for it, Mr. Beal. Clem, put that gun down. I want my money. Oh, I get it. You two are in good hands. Did you really think you could scare me? You have to go ahead and wait a minute, Mr. Thompson. It was only a trick. Clem. Clem, you all right? Ah, Clem. I didn't mean to. He's dead. It's your fault, Ben. It was your finger that pulled the trigger. Ha! Get rid of it. Here in the ghost, what in tarnish will you try to prove with a crazy stunt like that?
You're a gambler. Gamblers are superstitious. Well, you're crazy if he's not you could scare me to death. I don't believe in ghosts. I don't believe in nothing I can't see with my own eye. Yeah. Like Clem McFarlane there. We gotta get him out of here. We. I came here for revenge, herb. This isn't quite how I planned it, but it does save me the trouble of killing you myself. What are you talking about? I'll be just as happy to see you hanged. Well, Ben, you've got to help me get this body out of here. I can't lift it myself. I helped you once, herb. But how'd you forgotten? Well, you want. The $10,000 I stole from you. Here, here it is. Do you think I care about the money? How far fit the wage, Ben? You can have it my entire fortune. Okay, don't, don't send me to the gall I have befriended you when you were down and out. When you had the dime or a hope to your name.
And I trusted you and no one else would give you the time of day. And you betrayed my faith and my friendship for gold. You take my fortune. Okay, you want it, right? Here, sit and swear, and have you valued life more than money. Nobody wants to die, Ben, unless he's a fool. But now go on, take this paper and promise me you'll keep silent. Thank you, Herbert. Where are you going? This has worked out much better than I could have expected. Why? You'll be hearing from the sheriff shortly. He's a trick me. You've lost the better. Says who? There's no witnesses. But I've got it in writing. Where's that gun? Stay right where you are, Ben Thompson. Well, you're not going anywhere. You want the blood of two people on your hands. Herb.
I would say that Ben Thompson's days are numbered. But there's been enough bloodshed in this act already. And so I'm sure you'll agree with me that it's time we took a short break. While we ponder Ben Thompson's untimely reversal of fortune. To say nothing of the mysterious third victim who it would now appear seems rather safe from the jaws of retribution. But is he? Or is he? We'll get on with the proceedings in a few minutes. Man is the only animal who plays poker. And a good poker player can't afford to be tomb superstitious. Something Ben Thompson should have thought twice about before attempting to fool hardy scheme of trying to frighten the would be able to death. But when even the best laid plan. Or if you're going to take it off me, Herb.
I'm not that much of a fool. I will be there after your death. It'll be tidy as the sheriff did. I'll be there. I'll be there. After your death. It'll be tidy as the sheriff did. But I don't mind it all killing you myself. Survival of the fittest. Why don't you fall? Maybe you missed her. Try again. Well, that's better. Why aren't you dead? Maybe your eyesight's going. I'll come closer. Oh no! Maybe I really am a ghost after all. You hired Clem to kill me, didn't you? Say that! Keep away from me!
Guns empty, Herb. No. You've lost your bet. You're a ruined man. I mean, can't lose a bet to a ghost. He can if he's got a witness. A witness? What do you mean? Clem, you can get up now. Clem, you're alive. Thanks, Mr. Thompson. I was getting mighty uncomfortable on that floor. You put all that blood you have from Ence of Keevers butcher shop, Mr. Beer. Just like Mr. Thompson's out there in the canyon. What the bullet! Herb. But sometimes blanks work better than the real thing. I think I need a drink. Don't you think it would be polite to ask your host permission first? What? Like I said, Herb, you're a ruined man. If you think you can make that speak. I think I can, Herb. A signed document?
Of course, if you would like to contest it, you'd better think first whether it's worth going to jail for attempted murder. Mr. Thompson. Don't worry, Clem. There's enough evidence to hang my guest twice over without involving you. You're a guest. A guest to my own home? My home now. You seem to be having trouble accepting that fact. I want a drink. I will not have a common dirt like you drinking my whiskey. You're... Well, I don't get it. I thought you wanted more life. But could it be my fortune to you? Money is everything to a man like you, Herb. Without it, you've nothing to live for. So it shouldn't take long. Should it? Now, come on. Where are we going? I've arranged a place for you to stay. What?
A place is a place. I think you recognize it. Kevin Mary's. Why should I recognize it? I've never been here for my life. Oh, yes, you have. There are places like this in every town in the West, including San Francisco. San Francisco. You remember her? The goal she was salooned. You remember the gang of toughs that were beating up on you just for the sport of it? And how out of common decency I tried to stop them. Got a broken jaw for my troubles? I put clothes on your back and money in your pocket and made you my business partner. He took my loyalty for granted. Nobody takes her or it be you for granted. I took you for my friend, Herb. Well, howdy, Mr. Thompson. I was wondering when you'd be back. Hello, Mary. How's business? Better or never? I brought my guest with me.
Hey. Isn't this Herb a deal? No, please. Let me have a drink. You'd better get him upstairs, Mr. Thompson. Everything's ready for you. Just do what you want in it. Here you are. This is where you're going to live out the little at remains of your rich life. It's filthy. One room? I used to have a mansion, but this is where you belong. I dragged you up from thieves and cutthokes, and now I'm throwing you back. What part do you have to keep me in the only power you respect? Money. You haven't a cent. There's nowhere else you can go. I won't live off your charity. Of course you will, Herb. Because just like any other animal, you'll do anything to stay alive. I've got my pride.
You're nothing but a skinned row bum. You have nothing you hear me? I've waited 30 minutes for this moment. 35 years to see you pay. No. I won't be. I won't be. And I won't stay here. I'd rather sleep in the gut. You're not going anywhere. I brought you here to what you die. Do you have no life? I paid for the privilege of watching you die. No. I've paid for my crime now. You got my fortune, but it was yours anyway. It was built on the money I stole from you. And now I'm going out of here, a free man, boldened and noble. Stay away from that door. You should be down there.
In cold blood, stay away from that door. No. I'm going. I win, Ben. I win. I'll pray for your soul, Ben. As one's sinny to another. Well, Mr. Thompson, you broke your word. I reckon I did charity. I got a trifling patient. I think it goes without saying that you broke the law as well. You better go alone now. I'm afraid I can't do that, Sheriff. Why? Mr. Thompson, you better do what he says. I told you I had three people to get. Remember? Herbert Biel here only makes two. There's still one more to go.
Now, I've had all I'm going to take from you, Mr. and you don't understand, Sheriff. I have one, one more revenge. My gun is trained right at your heart, Mr. Thompson. Now, are you coming with me or not? No one can stop me, Sheriff. Not even you. I'm warning you. No. Mr. Thompson. Mr. Thompson. Is he hurt, Ben? No, I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson, but you forced me to shoot you. I'll get some bandage. Never mind, Mary. No, no, that had a long fatal. Mr. Thompson, begin to still hear me. Yes. I wouldn't just surrender to me. Why did you think I couldn't stop you? Because the third victim was me. You? I don't understand. You can't speak anymore, Sheriff. Yes. Yes, I can.
I want to explain. I came to tell, to kill three people. The three people who had robbed me of the three most precious positions life can offer. And the first was Jade Wanamaker. He robbed me of love, of happiness. In our youth, I was engaged to Esther Hara. You mean Mrs. Wanamaker? Yes. But I was still poor then. Jade was already amassing his fortune. But the one thing he wanted was Esther. He had me arrested on false charges. Jade won't make it. I know what it's just they call it. People can change when they want something badly enough. While I languished in jail, he pressed his suit with Esther. Told her lies about me. And finally deceived her into breaking her vow to me.
By the time I was freed, they'd left town. And nobody knew where they'd gone. Esther was a beautiful woman once. And Mr. B. who he, he robbed your money. Oh, something far more valuable than that, Sheriff. No. What Herbert B. a rob may have was faith. One could not have done more for another than I did for him. And yet he betrayed me. And since that day, I have never been able to trust another human being. But you, what did you rob yourself of? The most precious gift at all. Salvation. For by seeking revenge for the other two, I have denied myself the kingdom of heaven. Oh, but surely you repent now. No.
No, I cannot. My heart was hardened too long ago. Even your bullet hasn't softened its air. I guess that disproves you, saying, you can get blood from a stone. Blood from a stone, a grim image. But was Ben Thompson as hard-hearted as he thought. Perhaps, but consider this, he knew better than many of us that life's most precious possessions aren't the material things of this world. Love, trust and salvation. Somewhere along the line, he had gotten his priority straight. Even if he didn't have the wisdom
and the self-discipline to live up to them. And after all, isn't that the source of so many of our problems that we haven't the courage of our convictions? I'll be back shortly. Some people say money buys everything. Some say there are things no amount of money can buy. Most of us claim we believe is the second of these statements to be the truth. Yet, much of the time, we act as if it were the first. Why will a person act against his better children? Time and again. The answer to that is a mystery. A cast included Gordon Heath, Robert Griden, Leon Janney, Riner Raveron, and Gilbert Mac. The entire production was under the direction of Hyman Brown.
And now, a preview of our next tale. I guess so, yes, it is. It's alright. Good. No. Let's go look in on Carol. Alright. It's just a cold, you know. It's nothing serious. Man, the source broke, she said. She said her throat was a little sore. Carol? Dr. John is here, dear. He wants to check on your cold. Carol? John? John? Who in those open? She's not here. Robin? Robin is Carol? I mean, I'm here. Open the door. What being? Please? I mean, you're here.
Let me help. Mrs. E. G. Marshall inviting you to return to our mystery theater for another adventure in the macabre. Until next time, pleasant, dream.
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