Danger Dr. Danfield - Little Meteorite Who Wanted To Be A Star

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1:00Young ladies. Young ladies, please. Thank you. Thank you so much, Dr. Danfield. This is your college's aunted by your cousin. Yeah, there's all minding chase. No, I believe Miss Perfec's not run along. Oh, ready, Rusty? Right, wait a minute, Dan. Good vibes, Dr. Danfield. Good vibes, you chase. Now, how'd you like my Mr. Rusty? No, I am. I am. What is that, Doc? Of course, you only have your voice. Hey, eh? Thank you, Danfield. I asked you, Rusty. How was my lecture? It was girls who made me so mad. Yeah, what do they do? But I didn't hear a word you said. What makes you think that? I mean, we were too busy watching it. Can't wait to raise your eyes out when you talk. Well, Dan, how did you like my lecture? Well, you know, Dan, you do look like Michael does.

2:06Dr. Danfield, student of crime psychology, has many times provided the police with a solution to a backling crime. There's an interesting case ahead for the doctor today. You'll call it the case of a little meteorite who wanted to be a star. You know, I'm disappointed in you, Rusty. You will revolve people not listening to my lecture. Oh, I've heard it before. Still snowing on? What a hotel. My room doesn't even have running water. Of course not, neither is mine. Rusty is still still snowing. Just as hard as ever. Well, I guess that's it. This keeps up. We won't get out of this time for a couple of days. Well, at least not tonight. Oh, what are they doing on a snowy night? I've got a couple of good ideas. What things to know? Well, that must be a theater in this town. Oh, yes, there is. I know it's just this afternoon. Tonight they're playing Goldville. Goldville? Goldville was big. Yeah, it is. Believe me. This is just some way, right, directly.

3:14Oh, you think you know all about music or your timing? You have to remind me a lot about music. Okay, then what is the scale? A scale? Yes, the scale. What is the scale? A speculative scene. I'm now in the note. The scale is a system of notes, running from C to C. Well, it doesn't have this run from C to C. Forget about the best timing. A scale starts with dough. Oh, money. No, not money. Not money. Of course not. Go is the first note of the scale. Now, after dough comes running. Oh, raised after the money. Raise, lie after the money. And she isn't the same way that I know her heart rate. No, no. I don't know. Those fellows are stopping at our hotel, but I don't know. Oh, yeah? They're leaving just because they're having some money.

4:16This after rate comes, me. I thought she'll raise after the money and you'll have to raise. Now, for me, I didn't say me. No, what did you say? I said me. Oh, but I thought she said. I said me. Am I me? Am I spelled me in Italian? Now, why aren't you speaking? Now, then what comes? Then comes soul. Ah, brilliant soul. More people. Will you please, again, I'm going to give the poor guy the chance. Why do I have to give the poor guy the chance? No fish. Now, after soul comes, see dough. Oh, no dough. Yes. A scale has done on the top and done on the bottom. You're in the top and doing the bottom yet. Now, do you know what a scale is? All right, then, what is a scale?

5:25Boy, the juice stinks a night. What do you mean, me? Come on, let's take another bow. Why are you staring? You clear down the bush. Oh, yeah? Hey, another bow. Won't you ever learn to wait for life? Wait, wait, why you jumped all over? Oh, hi, if you see my tiny, see your voice was 12 and I. Oh, I was okay, but send me a brother. What a lousy state. Why are you silly looking, Patty? I can find a better comic than you down at the zoo. Boy, what do you want to do, break up? Oh, no, I'm going to train. Yeah, me too. Well, I got a song this thing, see you after time. Yeah, see you after. Yeah. Really? It wasn't for peaches I'd quit the act right now. I may do it anyway. That's another thing, that peaches name. Why, she's a trouble man. I'm warning you. Don't you say anything about that? No, that little bomb, she's the reason for all of that. I said it. If it wasn't my hurry.

6:26Don't you tell me to shut up, you little scuttle? You swat me. Next time I'll knock your teeth out. One of these days I'm going to kill you for that. In a moment and return for the second act of danger, doctor Danfield, but first. Now back to Michael Dunn for the second act of danger, doctor Danfield. I don't know what a show that was. No wonder Vaudeville's dead. Those were the kind of guys who killed it. Oh, they weren't so bad. That's all one kind of thing. I guess they'd be alright if they had some decent material. Well, the picture wasn't there until the evening wasn't entirely wasted anyway. When it ever stops knowing? I guess not. Well, here's a hotel.

7:26And what a hotel must have been built before this country had indies. Well, at least it's a roof over our heads. These gas lights really get me. Huh? Yeah, and I was screaming. You say the cutest things right now. Come on, I came from up there. Sounds like our lady, Mrs. Maine. She's got a voice like an aerorade alarm, too. Come on in here, Rusty. Mrs. Maine, what is it? What's the matter? Dr. Danfield, I'm so glad you're here. Oh, this is terrible, terrible, terrible. What is? Oh, Dan, on the bed. Oh, yes, yes, I see a little Vodil friend. The fat one. I need this gold, and it is a nice bug. Oh, stop it, Mrs. Maine. Try and get a hold of yourself. Dan, I need a cigarette. Rusty, don't light it. The room is full of gas. Yes, he did, alright. It's fixated. There must be a leak in the light, sir. Oh, dear, dear, the poor man.

8:28Oh, Mrs. Maine, how did you discover this? He's coming up to deliver this telegram. All the actors stop here. I thought it might be important. A telegram? Retining here? For the both of them. Actors always get telegrams. Oh, poor, poor man. Mrs. Maine, please. Coming down the hall, I smell the gas. Actors are such nice people. I knock on the door. There wasn't any answer, so I opened the door. And it comes in, and there it was. Just as stiff and cold as a knife. Oh, Tony, Mrs. Maine. Tony's parking slim, man. Slim miles, is he well? Oh, wonderful. That's fine, actor. I saw him down the couch, and he gave me a ticket. I know, but have you seen him tonight? Oh, that's just come on. There he is. I know what I said. I know what I said. That's it. That's it. That's it. A wonderful man seems to be staggering in. Yeah. A little folks. This year, friend yours. I picked him up for being dropped in the short time. Bring him light in when you officer.

9:29Okay, okay. Yep. Yeah. Oh, you know what? Here's your own. That makes two roads you carry. That's Joe's own. Now don't anybody light a match. Hey, you ain't his partner, young fella. I know you ain't. I've seen him down the Calvin. Well, he gave me a ticket. No, no, no. His partner is over there. Oh, sweet. No. Dead. What? What's that? Who's dead? Tiny is me. Can't do this to me. Tiny can't do this to me. I'm afraid it's already been done. Flynn, there's a telegram for you. We should please open it. Telegram? Give it to him, Mrs. Maine. Thank you. From my agent. It's got an opening for us in Hollywood. In the picture. Tiny. Tiny, what did you do it? Oh, no. Now you can't be dead.

10:30It's you pretty hard, doesn't it, Flynn? Tiny. Tiny, I loved you like a brother. Now what's going to happen to me? You'll never get another partner like Tiny. Why? Why did he do it? Oh, you seem to be pretty sure he was a suicide, don't you, Flynn? Of course he was. What's going on in here? Where's Tiny? Over there on the bed, Miss, darling. What's the matter with him? He's dead. Oh, it was a poor, poor man. He's dead. Oh, no. No, not Tiny. I'm afraid he is, Miss, darling. Oh. Oh. Great. What's going on on that picture? Miss, darling, please. Please, try and get a hold of yourself. What's going on here? Oh, the rest is helping. Would you please take Miss Darling to a room? Of course, dear. Now the rest of you are better go to your rooms. Now Mrs. Maine, lock the door, please, and give the key to the chief. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, son. She better give it to you. No, I'm not much good in investigating things.

11:31All right, if you wish, chief. Come on, Miss Darling. What's the thing? No, no, honey, don't cry. I'm sorry, I can't help it. Tiny was nuts, but he was a good guy. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Help her to a chair. What are you doing? There. There are your pictures. Nobody knew what a good guy was. Nobody. Not good in, but you just got to find the guy who killed him. Oh, and you think he was murdered? Of course, it was murdered. Donnie didn't want to die. Can't everything to live over? And the greatness, darling, everything points to an accident. But how? Well, it could have been one of several things. Donnie could have picked him home and intoxicated friends. Nobody was. I met him after the show. We had one drink with Slimman and came straight to the hotel. Donnie was tired.

12:32What's the better early? Still the possibility of a leak in the guest fixation. I don't believe it. Of course, I can settle that with further investigation. Oh, by the way, Miss Darling, just why are you so upset over Tiny's death? If you can't guess, I'm not going to tell you. That's easy, babe. Do you think Tiny was murdered? Just who do you think did it? That's something I'm not going to tell you either. This is something I'm going to settle in my own way, myself. Oh, and not a bit satisfied. This was an accident, Rusty. It looks simple enough to me. What's worrying you? Well, Miss Darling, for one thing, and this light fixture for another, doesn't sound reasonable for it to spring a leak all of a sudden. Well, gas, we're leak if there's a hole. Yes, if there's a hole. You know, let me imagine, Rusty, would you? Here's my lighter. Thank you. Oh, there is a leak.

13:33Oh, burn, when I hold the flame around. This fixture is up high. Tiny reach it. There. Now you see, Rusty? No gas leaking out of this thing. What? That means somebody turned it on. I think better have this valve checked for fingerprints, Rusty. This has to be either suicide or a pintures his weight. It's murder. Uh, past Mr. Miles and me, Dr. Danfield. That big one's for you, Sam. Do you see the report on the fingerprints, Mrs. Maine? Fingerprints? Yes, on the gas valve in your room, Sam. The only one's on it were yours, Mrs. Maine. Mine? Yes. Now, I want you to think back to last night. When you entered that room, did you turn off the gas? Of course, I did. When you mind passing Mr. Miles, the colleagues, can't stop them. Certainly, yeah, sure you are, Sam. Now, Mrs. Maine, was the gas lighted when you entered the room?

14:34Of course, it wasn't. But gas costs money if it's little now that I smell it. So, I knew it was wrong, so I turned it off. And how, may I ask, did you turn it off? You're quite short. Well, I climbed up on the chair, that's how I turned it off. I see. A lot of accounts for Mrs. Maine's fingerprints, Dan. Yes, doesn't it, though? Well, then what Mrs. Maine? Well, then I took a look at Mr. Corbett. So, I was dead and began screaming like any respectable woman would. Which mind passing Mr. Miles, the big beans, Dr.? Yeah, yeah, it was pleasant. I hear your saying. Thanks. Because I heard this, people. Now, peaches. Are you ready to tell me why you were broken up over Tony's death? I love the guy. Oh, I see. Yeah. Him and me was going to get married. Did you know about that swim? Ah, she's talking through her hat. That's the first time I heard of him. Oh, Tony was playing of all rights, but... That's all you know about a few of the boys. What is darling? Please, you shouldn't talk that way about Dan, Mr. Miles. Dan, Mr. Miles, my portion is nothing but a hat.

15:35Doctor, will you be fast, Mr. Miles, the brown bed? Ah, yes, yes, of course. I'll go on, Mr. Cine. And just to prove that we was going to get married, turning me right out and sit down, paying them on a farm just three days ago. You mean you and Tony were going to coach your business here? We was. And Tony was going to tell you to take the old act and go to a nant-tucket-nob-fucker. Oh, my fucking language. Playing what about you? Yeah, what about me? Well, judging from your condition, Miles, not you would spend quite a spongey evening. Tell me, did you and Tony ever have any argument? Oh, sure we did. And what act does him? We had one yesterday in fact. Oh, there he is. Nah, just the usual stuff. We made up. Him and Peaches and Ming went in and had a drink together. Tiny was tied so we come up here to the hotel. And some of the boys at the barn said that you were telling them the tiny, uh... Sponge. Nah, they got it all wrong. My tiny was the greatest comic that ever lived. Uh, doctor. Yes, ma'am. You mind passing Mr. Miles' apple pie? Yes, yes, of course.

16:36Here you are, ma'am. Thanks. Uh, Mrs. Ming. Yes, Dr. Danfield. Would you mind passing me the nuts, please? In a moment who returned for the third act of danger, Dr. Danfield, but first... And I'll back to Michael Dunn for the third act of danger, Dr. Danfield. Oh, Danny, what a beautiful day. Yes, yes, isn't it about to be? No, stop snoring, the wind is stopped blowing. Uh... Oh, by the way, did I tell you that Elmer's was my own time? You know, I still live on a living street. You mean the people are actually born here? That is not very funny, Dr. Danfield. I'm sorry.

17:38Dad. Hi. My hands are cold. Why don't you sit on them? Oh, bands. I'm sorry, honey, I was getting here. Let me blow on them. What are we coming for out here for? I thought you'd like to play right? Oh, I do, but what are we coming for out here for? Well, I can't play... I can't play black and silets. They think that Peaches made it. She and Tiny were going to be married. Fine, Dan. Oh. Well, if you hold them, they won't get cold a bit. Sure. Look, no, I am. Oh, well, the horse probably knows the way anyway. What's the matter with Peaches and Tiny getting married? What's driving way out here? Got to do it. Well, the sprites affect the Peaches' folks kind of rough. She's a very beautiful girl. And a strictly broadway, you know what I mean? Why would a girl like that want to marry a homely? A fat little man like Tiny. Because she loves Peaches? Well, if she does, she's got more courage, and then she's shown her so far. I guess we're coming out here, right? Well, I want to check up on that farm story.

18:39See if they really did make a down payment. And they answered Emily. Why were on that? This might be the place. Hmm. Look at it, Dan. I'm locking him in down a bit. Yes. Hold it straight, Adam. Hello! I mean, I mean, what do you want? What a talk to you, Adam. Hey, Dan. It's a policeman. It's the one who brought in some miles, that's all. Yes, I'm seeing him. Say what he wants. Ooh! You got to date him. Yes, yes, see. If I just wanted to ask you a few questions. Yes, go ahead, you son of a- Oh, this place? How should I do? Did Tiny Corbett and Peaches darling make a down payment on it? I mean, before Tiny died, of course. Yes, Dad. Man, but the dead. Now a spooge will never sell the place. Where do you suppose he went and committed suicide, please? Probably came out and looked at the farm, and it wasn't snowing. You, uh, you believe it was suicide, do you? Of course you do. Of course you do. Couldn't have been ending him.

19:39I don't think so, that's all. Oh, um, if you're in town tonight, you better drop by the hotel. I might just happen to be able to close the case. The close case, yeah. Well, it was just the same to you. I'd rather you'd open one. Thank you, sir. See you later, too. Terrific. Get up there, darling. Well, then, you didn't earn much there. Oh, but I did, rusting. Yes, what? You were right. She really loved the guy. Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-hours open sleigh. Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-hours open sleigh. Yeah, come on, right. Do you want to take one more look at turning through? Oh, right. Yeah, close the door. Please. Sure. Dan, what are you going to find me? Hey. Take a look at this confection.

20:41Again, sir? Yeah. Look. I'm not dead. I'm joking. Okay. I'm okay. It's off. That's all you must do. You need to take me out. Oh, what is that? Oh, notice the handle on this valve. One of those one-sided kind. It sticks straight up when it's closed. What's the what? So I think we'd better have another little talk with Mrs. Moore. Well, here's the good lady in person. Well, what are you two doing in here? I have a new respect for the dead. Enough to wonder if Angie is murder. Murder? Oh. Mrs. Maine, just where did you find that telegram that came for tiny and slim? I didn't find it. It was dindipotent. When? Around summertime. And did you keep it in your possession until you gave it the slim? Of course not. Put it on the hard table where I always put telegrams. Well, I do know when else I would put you. Well, how do I know? They could have. It was laying there long enough. I see. Now, once more, exactly what did you do

21:42when you went to the boys' room? I already told you. I picked these clothes out of the way, grabbed a chair from the front of the dresser. Just clothes? What clothes? These clothes. Mr. Corbin. It is an enemy of the flaw at least his coat was, and to kick it out of the way so as it could get the chair under the gas tin. I'd say that's what Mrs. Maine. Oh, would you please notify all your other guests to meet me here after supper? Now, it's time for a tiny and a good old-fashioned wait. Well, what are we going to do? Are they all here, Rusty? I think so, let's see. Please. This is Miles. Peaches? Oh, yes. The chief. Well, glad you could come, chief. By the way, is there anything you'd like to say? No, don't go here, sir. It's your party. I think. I don't see why you had to drag every guy down. Why are peaches? Then, that's what he's doing. Now, as we all know, Tony was killed, as fixated by guests, escaping from the guest, yet. Sure. Well, we'll see. We'll see. We'll see. We'll see. We'll see. Yes, and let the guests get in. Sure, sure. We know, what a leak. But it wasn't a leak, Slim, somebody turned the gas on. Poor man, he must have come home and turned on the gas

22:43and forgot tonight. Oh, that was him. It must have been. Tony was drunk, he'd had drinks, and didn't you say he had just one drink, Slim? Yes, well, yeah. But human peaches probably stopped in somewhere else, and had some more. That could be. But how do you confront the fact that Tony's coat was lying directly under the gas jet when this is mean, came in? This coat. Tony? Yes, she had to kick it out of the way in order to get a chair off the gas. I don't know why. Well, let me give you my idea. Let's suppose Tiny did have a few more drinks. He comes in pie. I take off his coat and hangs it up on the gas jet. The gas jet is loose. The weight of the coat gradually turns it on. Now, as the handle on the valve comes down under the weight of the coat, the coat slips off and falls to the floor. Tiny is asleep. The room fills with gas. Tiny die. Oh, the poor poor man. The Danny, if you say it was an accident. Oh, Rusty, it was murder. But you said, I bet it was murder, Slim. Tiny couldn't possibly, if hung his coat on that jet. Why? Why couldn't he? Tiny wasn't tall enough, Slim. To do a trick like that would take a man as tall as...

23:43Well, let's say a man as tall as you. In a moment who returns for the conclusion of danger, Dr. Danfield, but first... Now, back to Michael Dunn for the conclusion of danger, Dr. Danfield. Oh, am I glad to get away from that town, even if you were born there. No more rundown hotels or gas lights for me. Say, Rusty, look out the window. Isn't the wingland beautiful, huh? The white and clean under a new blanket of snow. Get him waxing poetically again. It's lovely, Rusty, lovely. Man, how did you ever guess it was murder instead of an accident?

24:45Oh, oh, one little mistake. A murderer always makes at least one, you know. What was that? The lack of other fingerprints on the gas jet, Slim had wiped them off. But how would that prove it? Well, he and Tiny had used that room for about a week, so his fingerprints would have to be there under Mrs. Maine. I see. But how did you ever figure out it was Slim? Well, if you had listened to my lecture, Rusty, you wouldn't have asked. Well, what is your nature got to do with it? I said there was a psychological reason behind every crime, and once we had that reason, we had the motive. Well, I know, but what was the motive in this case? Frustrated ambition, jealousy, and hate. Like any good Greek, you were always having a word for it. You see, Rusty, Slim saw the telegram lying on the whole table and read it. He knew about the offer to make pictures in Hollywood, but Tiny was sick and tired of Slim's bullying, yet already made up his mind to buy a farm, quit show business, marry peaches, and settle down. Now, Slim was jealous of Tiny. He secretly knew that Tiny was the best part of the act.

25:46He knew that Hollywood wouldn't buy the act without Tiny. So his dimensions to become a movie star were thwarted and frustrated. Well, how about the hate part of it? Well, I wouldn't show you the guy who did that to you. Hate him enough to kill? Yes, I would. And of course, after figuring out the motive, the rest was just ordinary police routine. I see. Then? Yes, Rusty. What's the scale? A scale, my dear Rusty, is what a poet starts with when he wants to write a song, a system of notes, which went properly welded together and combined with beautiful words and sung with, say, a voice such as mine, makes the beautiful ladies fall right into our life. Oh, my God. You know, I was afraid you were going to say it was a fricolano switch.

26:48I was afraid you were going to say it was a fricolano switch.