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Boston Blackie - Sam Fishers Past

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Thank you very much! A second lap time. Did they make that one? Did you say it? No. I think I'll be the club's billion champion this year. If you play this way Roger. But will I? That's the question. See if you can make the same shot. How's the silicon you get? I'll try. Didn't look easy and it wasn't. If you want to see a hard one watch this. I'm trying to make the feel worse than I do already. I'll make myself feel better. Watch.

That's what reversing is, Despoe. You know, you tried. See if you could. No, I've had enough Roger. Hey, hey, Sam. Nice boys don't throw cute sticks on the floor. I'm sorry I didn't mean to, but no use Roger. What's no use? I can't stop thinking. I can't stop wondering who I was. What I did before I came to town. Look, Sam. You've been talking about that now for ten years. You cut it out before you give everybody the creeps and drive yourself crazy. I can't. Lately it's been getting worse. Listen. I'm Sam Fisher now. But I wasn't before I lost my memory. Roger, don't you understand why I'm so jumpy? I came to this city a little over ten years ago with no memory of who I was. Where I'd been and what I'd done. I had an accident. I woke up in Kansas City and I didn't know my name. I didn't know where I'd come from. They just found me in the streets. I'm conscious. So what, Sam? Everybody knows who you are now. You're a happy married man and an important business executive. One of the city's best dressmen, but I've got to know who I was. I've got you.

I'm sorry Roger. I've got to get out of here. This place is getting on my nerves. I'm going to get some air. Don't go too far away, Sam. Hello. Mrs Fisher, please. Speaking? Oh, Rita. And in recognition of voice. This is Roger. Oh. I'm in the video room with a club. Your husband just walked out on me. Oh, he's poor darling Sam. I'm upset again. I've said that obsession to his is driving him out of his mind. Yeah. Isn't it a shame? It's taken him this long to begin to crack. Pretty soon, Rita. We can do exactly what we planned. And now onto Dick Colmer as Boston Blacky.

Enemy to those who make him an enemy. Friend to those who have no friend. Now let me get this straightness to Fisher. You don't think you're really Sam Fisher. No, Blacky. How can I be? Just the name I gave myself when I came to after an accident in Kansas City 10 years ago. I see. But why did you pick that particular name? It might have some bearing in your past. No, I'm afraid it doesn't. You see, I call myself Sam Fisher because my doctor's name was Sam. And he was an excellent fisherman. Well, that takes care of that. Tell me this. How much effort have you made to find out who you were before you became Sam Fisher? None. I was afraid to. Afraid to? Why? Well, somewhere in the back of my mind I had a vague memory that I'd done something wrong. But it was just a glimmer of a memory so it made it never too shape. Never gave me an inkling of my past. It's always with me, always hearty me, poking in my conscience. Blacky, I just can't stand in my solitude.

So you want to find out who you were, what you've been and what you did before you became Sam Fisher? Yes, I've got to. I've got to know no matter how terrible truth is. Mr. Fisher, why are you so convinced that you did something wrong before you had that accident? Well, why do you think that? Just think it. That's all I can't help it. It's there in my mind. Blacky, you've helped others. I know you can help me. I'll give you all the assistance I can. But how can you help me when your memory stops with that accident ten years ago? Tell you something I've told only to Mrs. Fisher and a few of my closest friends. It's about a dream I have. Fantastic dream that I have almost every night. Excuse me. Hello. I'd like to speak to Mr. Fisher, please. I understand he's there. This is Mrs. Fisher. Oh, just a minute. This is your wife, Mr. Fisher. Oh, thank you. Yes, Rita? Oh, Sam, I hope I've called you in time. The maid said you left for Boston Blacky's an hour ago. How much have you told him? Well, not very much of anything, dear. You sound awfully upset. What's the matter? Well, Roger just found. He found out something about you.

Before the accident? Yes, Sam. And it's awful. Don't tell anybody anything. Not until you've seen Roger. He's found out something about me. What? What did he find out? I don't want to talk about it over the phone. Roger will tell you. He's waiting for you at the club. Now get down there right away. All right, dear. I will. Right away. Well, that sounded important and encouraging. Blacky, I'm sorry, but I'll have to leave. Leave? But you were just about to tell me about it. I'm sorry, Blacky, but I can't tell you anything now. Wait a minute, please. I don't need your help. I don't think anybody can help me now. So I was right about myself, Roger. I was a murderer before I lost my memory. Well, it isn't positive, Sam. There's only an indication that you were. I'm checking it further. Ah, you get the cab and go home to read it. Oh, can I murder? Well, I don't know for sure yet, Sam. Don't you understand? When will you know? It'll take a little while. I want to check slowly and carefully. Here. There's a cab when he was standing.

Roger. Let me help you check up on this thing. No, Sam. You'll stay on it. If not for your own sake, for it is. Well, you. You'll let me know your progress, won't you? If I make any, man, I'll get in the cab. Go on home and don't worry. Don't worry. I won't sleep till you find out the truth, Roger. Find it out soon, will you? As soon as I can. Nice, Sam. Nice, Roger. Thank you for everything. Bye, Sam. You're a nice guy, Sam. You live a long and happy life, I imagine. But you'll never be seen again. What is this, Mrs. Fisher? The missing person's bureau can't go on looking for every man and woman who stays away from home overnight. You don't seem to understand, Lieutenant Martin. My husband's never done this before. And he was terribly upset last night when he got into that cab.

I know something has happened to him. Why are you so sure? Because it's something he was afraid of. He thinks he has amnesia. That he's not really Sam Fisher at all, but someone else. The killer, maybe. Are you talking about the same Sam Fisher I'm thinking about, Mrs. Fisher? He's a Sam Fisher who was voted by the city's best dressed men this year. Well, we're talking about the same man. Well, then, I don't have to describe him before you do, I know. Oh, no, I know what he looks like. We won't be hard to find, Mrs. Fisher. If he's really missing, which I don't know. I think he is. I know he is. He's probably run away or suddenly become the person he was before he lost his memory. Oh, my dream. You say he was last seen getting into a cab in front of his club? Yes, but I ran to Ainsley, a friend of his. Had your husband done anything out of the ordinary yesterday? Well, no. Nobody was especially upset about himself, though. He went to Boston Blacky for help and finding out about his past.

What does he want in Boston Blacky? Did he see Blacky? Yes, I phoned him and he was talking to Blacky then. I got called Inspector Faraday. He might be interested in this. Why, Lieutenant, do you think Blacky might have something to do with my husband's disappearance? Well, I don't know, Mrs. Fisher. I'm just checking that angle as a possibility. I see. Faraday speaking. Hello, Inspector. There's Lieutenant Martin over in missing persons. Hello, Martin. You found anything lately? No, we just lost one. Sam Fisher, last seen getting into a taxi outside the Aarneckel Club. Aarneckel Club, huh? Yes, I know that doesn't interest you, Faraday, but this might. Fisher was up to see your friend Blacky the evening he disappeared. Up to see Blacky, huh? Well, this is more interesting to me than you think. It ties in with the case of homicide departments just started working on. I can follow you on missing the sufficient track, step by step, Martin. You can? He left Blacky, he went to his club. Took a taxi from his club to the waterfront, and then disappeared.

How do you know he went to the waterfront? Because we just found the cabby took. The cabby's report shows his last stop with the Aarneckel Club. The cabby described Fisher as his passenger? The cabby wasn't in condition to describe anything. He was dead, strangled with a necktie. And I think I can try Boston Blacky into this, too. Alright, you guys, finish with those pictures and let's get that body out of here. Maybe you guys like the salt here in the waterfront, but I get seasick on a parkly. Don't make it snappy. Oh, there's Fisher, Faraday. Hello, Lieutenant Martin. Find Blacky. There he is. Yes, here I am, Faraday. Here you are. Here's a dead body and his right-side another case for you. Oh, hum. I'll ho-hum you. I know who killed this guy, Blanky. It was Sam Fisher. The lovely red and green tire on the cabby's neck came from around Fisher's neck. Only at Fisher's neck a little too tightly, huh? Yeah. And you know why Fisher killed this cab driver? And where Fisher is now?

Well, do you? But don't you? Don't I, Faraday? Say, uh, by the way, Faraday, keep away from the waterfront, who you're wind up mounted on some Fisherman's living room wall. And don't try to get me connected with this. All I know was Fisher came to me for health last evening. He thought he was suffering from amnesia and he wanted me to find out who he was before his mind went blank. And what else? There's no more else, Faraday. He got a phone call from his wife and then beat it out of my apartment. I haven't done anything in the case because I was out with Mary last night. Good. And I can go out with her again right now. I just wanted to hear your story. I know what happened here. Fisher's run away. He killed this cabby so he couldn't tell which... Which way he went. That's a nice theory. Few Inspector Chil's room walkable logic, but as usual it's wrong. Because you say so? No. Because the green and red necktie says so. He was found twisted around the cab driver's neck, right? So? So somebody twisted it around his neck. Chances are somebody was wearing the necktie to get an off-and-strangle driver. That's right.

Somebody named Sam Fisher. Who would memory serves me was one of the city's best dressed men. What's that got to do with him not killing this guy here? Fisher wouldn't wear a tie like that green and red thing Faraday. It's monstrous. He wouldn't be found dead wearing it, much less used on somebody else who's found dead. Some... That's what I like about you, Blackie. You keep saying that you're always helping me, and the first thing you do always is complicate things. If Fisher didn't kill the cab driver, who killed him? I don't know, Faraday. But as long as I told you who didn't, I might just as well fly to find out who did. And now back to Boston Blackie. Well, the impromenant Sam Fisher recovered from an accident ten years ago, but suffered loss of memory. When his friend Roger Ainsley tells Fisher that he has made a mild discovery about the years before the loss of memory,

Fisher gets into a cab and is not seen again. But the cab is found, and so is the driver. Dead strangled with an actile. As we return to our story, Boston Blackie talks to the missing man's friend Roger Ainsley. Mrs. Fisher tells me you're one of our husband's closest friends, Mr. Ainsley. Man is greatest admirer of Blackie. Well, why should I be? I had a little two by four business eight years ago, and took in my office today. Thanks to the contacts I made from Sam Fisher. Apparently you're indebted to him, yes. Perhaps you can help us find him. Well, I don't know how. He's still missing in the cab driver who took him to the waterfront. He's dead. You put Fisher into that cab, didn't you? Yes. Did you get a good look at the driver? No, I didn't like it. It was dark, and besides all cab drivers looking like to me. Do the police really think Sam killed that cab? They think so, but I don't. That wasn't Fisher's necktie found around the cab driver's neck. Wasn't his type of tie, and it wasn't expensive enough for him.

Well, I will say Sam had expensive taste and blood. And good too. Do you remember what Fisher was wearing when he got into that cab? Yes, I do. A blue double-breasted pinstriped suit. This is newest. Yes, yes, that's right. He wore it up to my place. And that's for the proof. Fisher didn't kill that driver. He never, well, never in the world would he wear a green and red tie with blue, and he wasn't wearing it when I saw him. Well, so much of Sam Fisher's present. What can you tell me about his past? Nothing. I've known him only since he came to town, and that was about ten years ago. He never told me anything about his past because he didn't know anything about it himself. You believe he actually suffered from amnesia? I don't know. He told a convincing story, and he told it often. It's possible he didn't have amnesia. I'm sure of that. Well, that and the fact that he didn't kill that cab driver and the only thing is I'm sure of about this case. Thanks for your time, Ainsley. Don't mention it. Well, I will mention this. You may hear from me again. Well, you know where to reach me. Many times you want. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Oh, I'm sorry, Ainsley. What's the matter with you, Ainsley? Can't you steer straight, Claude? Well, sorry, maybe I thought I was plowing through mine, Ainsley. Hello, Ainsley. Captain, John, what are you doing here? You don't know, Ainsley? Well, you've got a surprise coming. Look, you're a fool to come here. Boston Blacky was just here. If he saw you might start putting things together, you said you'd stay on your ship until it pulled out. Give everything when according to plan, Mr. Ainsley. Well, didn't it? You got your $5,000, it takes him to China with it, didn't you? I did. Well, then what's wrong? I kept my part of the bargain and I left Sam lying on the wall for you, just as I said I would. You did. And what are you doing here, you fool? You realize somebody might get the connection between us and... And look, Sam was still there when you came ashore to get him, wasn't he? He didn't come to and walk away to the... No, he didn't walk away.

He couldn't, and he didn't come to. He couldn't do that either. What did you hit him with, the broad side of a four-masted scooter? Oh, no, why? What do you mean? I mean, whatever you used, you hit him too hard. My fondam on the wharf he was dead. Dead? No. Dead, I. Dead is the wind in the saw-gawse of sea, but I got rid of the body. This wasn't a plan. And it wasn't in my plans to have to get rid of the body either. So I've changed my price. The $5,000 you give me is just a down payment for my services now. You better come aboard with $5,000 more. But I can... I don't have it. You don't have it, eh? You better get it, Landlord. You better get it. Rita, honey, Sam's dead and you're going to come into a fortune from his insurance along.

But I'm going to be careful how I spend it, Roger Darling. I'd pinch every penny of it until it's squealzy if you wanted, but you've got to give me that $5,000 for Captain Dunn. You feel Sam, you pay Captain Dunn. I don't have it. Besides, I didn't mean to kill Sam or with an accident. I hit him too hard. You certainly did. Look, we got it. What's the matter with you? Why don't you stop? You trying to get rid of me too? Oh, I'm not. I'm trying not to get rid of $5,000. Yeah. You're willing to do anything to get rid of Sam. You thought it was wonderful. When I came up with the idea of telling Sam I knew something about his past, and then to see that he got lost for good, so it looked like he ran away. There's a brilliant plan, Roger. Brilliant. It was perfect. You were even going to write to him after Captain Dunn's Shanghai and in China. You were going to tell him that we were sure he was a murderer so we know he'd stay away. I was, but I'm not going to have to write to him now. You killed him. He's not in the mood for letters. Look, we give that $5,000 for Captain Dunn.

That's all I ask you. You killed my husband. That's something I didn't ask. All right. Maybe I did kill him. I said, maybe I did. I don't know. All I know is that I got to the waterfront before him and his cabin. I did slug him. But I also know I didn't kill that cab driver. And I think you did. I did. Yes. I brought you. Yes, you. That's it. You killed that driver. Only you and the cab driver knew my plans. After all, he was well paid to take the long way around the waterfront so I could get there first. But you were the only one who knew where that cab driver would be and went. Well, what if I did? I had no reason to kill him. Oh, no. No. You killed him. So we wouldn't tell that I paid him to drive Sam to the warth. You killed him so that there'd be a murder involved in our scheme and I'd have to keep my mouth shut forever about it. You get out of here, aren't you? Not yet, I won't. You knew when that driver would drop your husband off at the warth. You waited up the road until the cab passed and then you hailed it. The driver and his cab were found.

Just a little ways up the road from the warth where Captain Dunfond Sam. You got a beautiful imagination, darling. Too bad. It imagines all the wrong things. All right. All right, go ahead. Deny it if you want it. But that won't stop me from getting your money to keep the words out of Captain Dunn's mouth and us out of a game. Listen, Frankie. Are you trying to make a beach comb around me? We've ordered two ships in this dock. And there are only three, Faraday. So come on. Let's get aboard this one and find out what we're looking for. Or go home. I don't know why we're looking for anything down here. Do I have to tell you all over again? We're looking for the ships captain that came to see Roger Ainsley this afternoon. Yes. So there's a lot of things to do with the ship. I'm going to have to go. I'm going to have to go. I'm going to have to go. I'm going to have to go. I'm going to have to go. I'm going to have to go. We're going to have to go. All right, go ahead and wait for the briefing to get a couple of the Emergency chlips victory stories. I'll fly it off the ship and I'll just go for guarantee. The Commander.

Pay what will the Chef say. Yes. You can see the captain. Yes. There's bound to be a connection between the sea Captain and Ainsley. Because you think there's a connection between Ainsley and the disappearance of... the name of the way to see the Santa yeah I'm captain I want to talk to you I come up to a quarter I'm listening to the show thanks my family steps here like if this is a wild goose chase oh no for the one-of-a-border ship in oracle if anything we're on a wild go chase throw that Joe go for board with you and don't let go oh well it's always probably a visit to the captain of the ship when you invite yourself aboard isn't it you're all the captain hey come in me I've seen you before you have you bumped into me just outside Roger Ainsley's office store this afternoon oh so it's it you still still a zig-zag course no from now on I hope to go straight to port

this is Inspector Faraday at the homicides Squad all right matey I'm Boston Blackie I don't think you told us your name done have it done what do you want aboard my ship we like to know why you went to see Ainsley this afternoon personal business I suppose you want to know why I'm wearing civilian clothes to go a show tonight that's personal business too anything else no I wonder if you know a man was killed another man disappeared in the vicinity of this walk last night yes I know hurt it on the radio hmm a nice new tie are they captain you got something on your mind blackie that tie captain then the rest of your short clothes were enrolled the tires knew brand new you didn't leave your old one somewhere did you you threw it away you threw it away it flew down the road and wrapped itself around a camp driver's neck and choked into death hey

blanky that red and green striped time would be okay with the captain suit wouldn't it yes Faraday but it isn't okay with a captain that we've caught him with his bike time hey right come here my hey right yeah captain oh finally these guys are big hey hey right get to work on it you're in this two captain strand power they get to a pole too busy to get me for long you're right honey a little bruised but still here how about you present and then in a slugging chums are all accounted for yeah it was that table leg that accounted for little Mike there's a handy little gadget table leg I got Henry boy with an arm my arm with a fist on the end of it and look at our friend the captain he looks all at sea

oh oh why don't you stop that all right miss fish miss bring me I'll see you in my office now of course thank you's back to Faraday oh stop whistling that turkey in the straw oh of course come on come on well what's the verdict Inspector Faraday I didn't kill anyone don't you let Roger say I did he's lying I am lying you're the one that's enough for that both of you well blanking shall I tell him the bad news or would you like to well I'll tell him this much Faraday angely miss vision we got confession from captain Dunham on the go he killed both the cab driver and your husband miss a vision and you know I didn't do it and I didn't know angely she was very much alive when the captain found him on the wall unconscious but alive he didn't hit him too hard that's right now here's what happened captain done killed the cab driver first he waited up the road near the wall and hailed the cap after it had been

down to the doctor dropped Fisher the driver brought Fisher to the wall so that you could get a slug out of man's Lee captain done killed the cab driver to cover up the murder he was about to commit a dead cab driver can't talk about his last passenger but why did captain Dunham kill my husband he thought he could get more money from a insley of a insley here thought that Sam had died from that blow on the head it was a blow from the captain that killed him though so you to want to be happy you're not going to jail for murder I know I'm happy I don't let that become a habit neither you nor Mrs. Ainsley is in the clear why he didn't do anything well of course not all we did was all you did was conspired a defraud and injured the person of Sam Fisher as a charge being placed against you for that why don't you whistle Ainsley or is the turkey in the straw unhappy because he's going to be a jail bird

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