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How can we work in Swalbi's? Are you still in San Francisco? Swalbi's. Yeah. I'll be alone. My word is good. Edmond O'Brien, a transcribed adventure of the man with the action-packed expensive car. America's fabulous, pre-lancened insurance investigator. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Expense accounts submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar to home-opers Columbia All Risk Insurance Company, Hartford, Connecticut. The following is an accounting of expenditures during my investigation of the Almas Scott matter. Expense account had a $1,219 air fan incidental between Hartford and San Francisco. For a day and a half, the investigation had taken the form of a search for the man who called me, Alan Swain. Poor witnesses, tenants in the dead girls apartment house had seen him running away in the corridor outside of flat immediately after they'd heard the shots.
So when this chief suspect phoned about eight that second night to say that he was innocent and wanted to see me, I was naturally more than anxious to set the meeting up. Later, I wasn't so happy about it. During the arrangements, I capped to the corner of Fulton 26th Avenue, found a photography shop in front of which I was supposed to be picked up and stood there for about five minutes looking at the pictures of some uninteresting bribes. Hello, Mr. Hi. You marry one of those? No, thanks. I'm supposed to meet somebody here. You live in the neighborhood? No, I'm from Hartford, Connecticut. And I guess we were fated to meet. Well, about the guy that called me. I thought he was going to show up. It changed his mind. I'll take you to him. Come on, there's a cab waiting around the corner. I memorized the number of the cab hoping it might have picked her up at some address that might be useful later. It was a silent trip. The girl with a pretty that rather hard face slumped in her corner, looking almost bored
except for the fact that she smoked once cigarette after another. When we left the cab in front of the cafe on a coast highway, she took my arm and led me away from the lights across the road toward the sand. And there behind the added protection of a little concrete abutment, I met Alan Swain. He did come along. You weren't followed, were you? Ask him. I've gotten out of the habit of trusting people, so I wouldn't want to say. I told you my word was good, Swain. Maybe you deserve it, maybe you don't. What do you mean? From the beginning, I haven't been able to figure out a guy like you got mixed up with a woman like Alma Scott. I wish you'd been here a month ago to knock that into his thick skull. All I off, Helen. Doesn't do any good now. It never did. I didn't kill him, Mr. Dollar. I swear I didn't. Why have you done everything that guilty, man, with do? You were seen running away from the scene and getting into your car. You were banned in that. The cab driver remembers picking you up a block away from where it was found and bringing you back to Market Street. Everything you did has been done by scared killers before. I know. I know I did everything wrong, but I didn't kill her. I wasn't even in a department. To match all the testimony that says you did kill her, can you put your hands on any that
says you didn't? No. When I was in the hall, when I heard the shots, well, if I'd gone on in, instead, of losing my nerve and running, I could have cleared myself. But I didn't. All I thought I was my own hide. Then when it was too late, I realized that police would never believe anything I said. That makes you think I was. I don't know. I'm just asking you to give me a chance. A chance to do one. I want to tell you what led up to that night. It doesn't make any difference how I met her or anything. I knew she was no angel, but I never thought she was all bad. Nice still don't. That's what two years of college does for her. Don't lay off, Helen. Four years. You'd be 100 percent blind. What's your story about that night? Almanair were going to leave town. We were going to fly to Mexico and get married. Then we were going to Los Angeles and stay there. She wanted to get away from this town and the people she knew here. I don't think that's worth much, but is there any way I can check it? Clean reservations? Yeah. They're under the name of AJ Hall for next Friday night at night. What airline? Cal Mexico. Why the switching names? Almanair said there might be people who wouldn't want her to leave and she didn't want
her to leak out. We were going to cancel the reservations under that name and make them under our own Friday morning to match our identification at the border. Who is she afraid of? I don't know if she wouldn't tell me. Probably had a big choice. Do you know who? No one can give me time. OK. What's the rest of it swine? Well, she broke a date with me that night. Said she wasn't feeling so good. Then about 10 she phoned and told me she changed her mind about going away with me. On reason that she gave it. She didn't give any. She hung up. I started right over to her place. It only took me five minutes. When I got there, I stopped just outside her door because I was talking to somebody. What about? Well, I didn't understand the words, but she was sort of screaming. I started for the door again and that's when I heard the shots. And I don't know what happened to me except that I thought whatever was happening was somehow my fault and I ran. It's all I know. That's all? Yeah. What do you think I can do with that? I don't know, but it's a truth. There must be a way you can find out who was in there with her. Don't you have any idea who it was? No. Man or a woman?
Man. It must have been a man. Did you hear a man saying anything? No, but there must be some way to find out who was there. I don't know what it is, but I'll follow it up. And you won't tell the police. About meeting you? I doubt they'd believe me if I did. You can phone me if you think of anything. All right. Are you coming with me, Helen? It's not cricket to pick a man up and then just drop him. Maybe I can lure him into the bar over there so I won't see you leave. Thank you can accord me. Temporarily, yeah. I'm on an expensive account. Listen, if you have it done by entering you're going to mind narrative. ��쪽ere he cetera drucksneck socket. Dear Siobhan Asterikag, where are you? This way? I felt it somehow. Woah, spice... Second Tokyo, south I went inside. Just give me something, okay? Yes, fine. Hello! The bar I do want a boat. Boat llama. Is it on over here? Yeah sure. It's fine. I'll take you right in there.
You're too young to be as run as I can quite see you in that woman's skull and I've been there. I have a life. Sorry. Tell me something. Why do you think a woman killed her? I didn't say that did I? Yeah, I can't. Whether it was a man or a woman. I was not able to wish for thinking. She carried a life insurance policy with a half-sister as a beneficiary. We can't find it. I didn't even thought of that kind of an angle. I never crossed my mind that she was killed for any reason except what sort of a day she was. What kind? Oh, don't get me started. Has anybody else's name come up? She knew a lot of men. I just went open and shot him in swing. With that lineup of witnesses, the police certainly have no reason to chase after anybody else. Any ideas? Yeah. The guy she dropped when she put a leash on her out. His name is Walter Helm, a police known if you don't. You mean you think he killed it? He found out that we were going to Mexico I think he would have. Or had it done. Why didn't the swing tell me this? Well, he didn't know. I'd never buy the detelling. He was using him for something and she didn't want to scare him away.
You didn't warn him? I had a better idea. But things seemed to backfire. Now it's got me to thank for this mess, Ethan. I tipped Walter Helm that they were leaving for Mexico. How did I know I would go storming up there? I don't have the fate of his motion but I wish he would phone the different detectives. You don't have to follow it up if you don't want to. That's all I've got to say and I don't want to drink. Name some other time. I didn't wait for mine either. I settled the bill and followed her out. I was in time to see I got into a cab, who's another I added to the one we'd come out in. And I waited 20 minutes for another to take me back to my hotel. I had no idea of sharing with the police or torsing at Walter Helm the vague hearsay evidence that has been given me. It seemed to me the logical place to go as back to the tenants in Almas Scott's apartment building. And the developments that followed paid a fairly true picture of that hindrance to accurate investigation, the average witness.
I won't bother quoting all four of the address but Mrs. Swinehart will serve as a composite. Quite yes, Mr. Downer. I'm glad that I can be a service. I'll do anything I can. Thank you, Mrs. Swinehart. I, uh, I just come from talking to Mr. Robertson down the hall. Oh, dear. Didn't you say that he was already in the corridor the other night when you got there? Yes, he was. Uh-huh. Well, he seems to think now that you were there before he was. Oh, but that's not so. I remember distinctly. I went out. And as you know, the Robinson apartment is across into the rear of the one that woman lived in. You taught the rear of the building from the Scott? Yes. Well, why when I went out, the first person I saw with Mr. Robertson standing there, then I heard the sound of running up toward the front and saw this mirror. He was running toward the street entrance? Yes, he was. So you looked very briefly toward the rear? On the ground, Mr. Robertson. And then turned toward the sound? Yes. Are you absolutely positive that it was Mr. Robertson you saw? Oh, of course I did. Is anything sad? No. Nobody said anything for a minute. We were sad, as you know.
Now, Mr. Robertson remembers that as soon as he came out and saw you, he asked you what had happened. Oh, well, Mr. Robertson was wrong. He was there when I came out. If he said anything, I didn't hear him. Could it be that you expected to say, Mr. Robertson, standing where you were so often seen him? And after a glance that took maybe a second, your mind automatically said, that is Mr. Robertson? Mr. Daller, I know what I saw. What's the meaning of this? It's just possible that there was a second man mixed up in this thing the other night, a man who might have come out of a Miss Katsup apartment, and instead of bolting toward the front entrance, gone quietly to the rear stairway and out the back. Oh dear. That's why it's so important that you're sure. Could it have been someone else that you glanced at and glanced away from? Someone who left while your attention was on the running man? I was sure it was Mr. Robertson. The second time you looked, it was. We're all sure of that. For that first glance. I was so sure. It might be that Swain who looked so guilty, he might not be. It could be the difference between life and death toward him. Now you have confused me. I was so sure. But I shouldn't like to call Mr. Robertson Nyer.
He believed that I was in the car door when he came out. After all it all was so sudden and shocking. I suppose anybody's mind could play tricks, as you say. Would you come and talk to Mr. Robertson with me? Oh dear. Yes, I will. But I'd so hope we'd heard the end of this dreadful state. Unless them and our four positive witnesses had broken down in the face of doubt, none of them could swear that they had been a second stranger in the hallway. But neither could they swear that they hadn't been. And none of them had actually seen Alan Swain come out of the scar of part. I didn't look forward to telling the police what was happening to their open and shut case without at least something constructive to Arthur. At three that afternoon I still hadn't had it. But I got it when I stopped by Michael Tell to check the phone call. The bird told me that Mr. Walter Helm was waiting for me in the bar, first table at the left.
Mr. Helm? That's right. My name is Dalai. Oh, that's a damn. What are you drinking? Nothing, thanks. It's a little early for me. I don't suppose you know anything about me, but I'll get right to the point. The papers say you're working on the almost cut case. I have an interest in it. It was a friend of mine. You've got to do something about finding that maniac that killed her. If you think you can help, you ought to go to the police. I don't want to go to the police. I want to talk to you. The better we do it in private. Your room? I guess so. If you've got reason to keep it that private. I have. Come on. Which way do we go? We will return to yours truly Johnny Dollar in just a moment. Assets, one block of wood. Liabilities, more trouble than the legendary paper hanger with a hive. It sounds as though Edgar Bergen had a pretty bad bank balance, doesn't it?
But luckily for all of us, he comes back week after week to CBS Radio with his block of wood named Charlie and lets himself in for more trouble. As for you, you're really in the chips when you take in the Edgar Bergen Charlie McCarthy show. Heard over most of these stations every Sunday. Don't miss them tomorrow night on CBS Radio. Now with our star, Edmund O'Brien, we bring you the second act, Dove. Yours truly Johnny Dollar. Go ahead. After you. Thanks. What's the matter, Dollar? I don't get you. Yes you do. You're acting funny like you've got certain ideas about me. Your name came up in a conversation last night. What about? The killing you've got an interest in. What else? Who is this conversation with?
You don't expect me to tell you. We won't get any place this way. Somewhere along the line you picked up the wrong idea about me. Let's get us straightened out. I just went an hour looking you up in a newspaper morgue. That's hardly the way to build towards a fast and strong friendship. That's business. It's got nothing to do with you and me. I came here to talk about Alma. Well, let's get it over there. I'll level it. I've been waiting for a call from the police and it hasn't come. Right now at Subway, try the 499 Sub of the day. Get a different 6-inch sub every day for just 499 each. Like Meatball Marinera on Mondays, tuna on Tuesdays, and the BMT on Saturdays. It's a different 6-inch sub every day. Pack with protein in your choice of chopped veggies for just 499 each. Or make it a meal with chips and a drink for just $2 more. But hurry, it's only for a limited time and only its Subway. After participating restaurants, prices higher in Washington, Alaska, and Hawaii, and on third party delivery, add on Staxes and Fisre delivery additional. I know they'll pin something on me if they can. They've been trying for years. That's why I want to do something about seeing that swing many act picked up.
So it can be pinned on him? That's where it belongs. I don't care what you think about me. I can't go along with them letting a crazy kill go free because they want to put me away. Can you? I didn't know that's what they were doing. They will if they get the chance. What did they do with that check? Burn it up? What are you talking about? What check? Cashiers check for $15,000. I gave it to Alma. I knew her well enough to know I didn't have to kill her to keep her from going to Mexico where that's come. She got tired of me before, but not so tired a small gift wouldn't bring her back. I knew I was a sucker, but that was the only way I could keep her. It was all right with me. It doesn't sit so well. That's the way it was. Maybe this time money wouldn't keep her. You're wrong. She changed her mind. She wasn't going. One thing interest me. How did you know she was going to Mexico? How'd you find out? Swing sister phone. And crazy about his life being ruined. Instead of fighting to do something to stop it, she would. What day was that? The day Alma was killed. I went over that afternoon with a check and had a talk with her.
That's when she changed her mind. I don't understand pretty much from the beginning. And there wasn't a check. And they got rid of it. They're trying to pin this thing on me. There's a record kept of cashiers checks. If you bought one, you can prove it by going to the bank. Now that you're a world of hell, you can't. They'll say I'd bribe somebody and probably pay a few bucks themselves to prove that. That's one of the things I want you to do. Go to the bank. So you'll believe me about that check. I'll pay you. Your own price. Aren't you afraid they'd make that out of Brian? They would if they could. But this is legit. You got a private license here for hire, aren't you? Not by a suspect. After I've been given access to state's evidence. What kind of evidence? I could really make this worth your while just between you and me. I feel sorry for you, Helen. You're a big wheel. But when you can't count on your money, getting you something, or getting you out of something, you're lost. Because nobody will take you, anything you say, or anything you do, at face value. Maybe you're right. I'm not complaining, but maybe this is the deal. It's such a right.
The paper says she was killed by a 32. It hasn't been found yet. I don't have a town like this. It's probably at the bottom of the bay or in the ocean, don't you think? That's a shame. That's 32. It's all they need to really pin it on. How come? I gave it to her. It's registered to me. How do you know that was the gun that killed her? She kept it in the drawer in the living room. And you didn't find one in the apartment in any place, did you? That's true. You wouldn't hurt yourself by telling the police. You tell. Not me. I thought I could talk business with you, darling. You say you're not for hire. So this is what I'm going to do. I'm going to post a reward, $20,000. That might be a smart move. It will be legit. Read about it in tonight's papers. The notice made the front page of the paper I got under the caption, calling murder sparked by reward. And strangely enough it sounded sincere,
not slanted towards swain as I'd halfway expected, but offering $20,000 for any information leading to the arrest and conviction of the person or persons who murdered Miss Alma Scott. I didn't know how the police fared, but as far as I was concerned, the action set in almost immediately. Johnny Dollar. This is Alan Swain. Oh, how you making up? What kind of a trick is this that Helm is pulling? The thing in the paper? I don't know. It's got news, Vagion. He must have laid cash on the line. Might even be on the level. You're crazy. You can't be on the level. You know that. He says he didn't kill her. You talked to him? Yeah. What do you say? Just that, that he didn't kill her. I'm surprised you're so upset. According to your sister, you didn't know anything about him. She told me about it last night. This is a mess and something I'll have to be done. It should have been done a long time ago. Why don't you give yourself up, Swain? No, I won't. That would be the best thing to do. No, I won't. I wish I'd gotten out of town while I could, but I listen to Helen. Come on in and talk about it, Swain. No, no. It's too much against me. The police don't care that I didn't kill her. They don't care who they get just so they get somebody.
Well, they'll have to find me. The case against you is as strong as it was. What do you mean? The police will see you outside Alma's apartment. They aren't sure now that they didn't see somebody else, too. But you've telling me the truth? Sure I am. That's what I mean. Come in and talk about it. No. No, I'll have to think. I'll have to talk to Helen. I don't know what this reward is going to mean. This reward trick of hells. I'll have to think and I'll call you back. The phone rang again about an hour and a half later. I thought it was Swain, but it wasn't. There's Lieutenant Haller and police headquarters. He had a confession to Alma Scott's murder that he wanted to talk to me about. It was made he said by a woman who claims she was Alan Swain's sister. This damn says she knows you that she met you last night. I guess you did. She says you met Swain and her at the beach. The guy phoned me, Lieutenant. It could have been a crank. It could have been anything. I met them and nothing they said would have done you any good, so I didn't bother with it. Father me with it. But what we have in the head, did you think I'd mind picking up a suspect?
No, you know my record. Sometimes I have to give my word. If I get out of the habit of keeping it, I'm going to miss a lot of bets. Sometimes I wish I was still a private cop and could get away with that stuff again. You are one? Yeah. See I don't until 49. And you understand? I'm not supposed to. I tell you what they gave me, just broke down the case you were building. Now it looks like there was nothing to it. What she's saying. Last night the chief questioned you as to why you thought a woman might have killed Alma Scott. Yeah, a beneficiary. They only possible insurance angle in the case by the way. She said that when you mentioned that she figured you had something on her when the reward was supposed to cheat a side of the give herself up. You sound like you don't quite believe her, Lieutenant. Well, I'll be honest. I don't know. You think she's protecting her brother? I said I don't know. Do you want to talk to him? Yeah, if it'll help. I'll send you.
Thanks. Yes, sir. I hope I could do it on a spot by talking about lightning. That's not important. Well, it's going to have to sit down before you. Move over. I was surprised to hear about this. I'm flying. What do you mean? Oh, it's the whole thing. I know that's what I thought it was for. Get rid of the people that were hiding there. Murder is pretty fine. You think it was worth it? I don't know. I have to get him away from that. Stay. I did be grind to the last thousand for ten years to let that happen. I'm taking care of him that long. No, I'm not. I'm not chasing. If I hit my mother comes like that on him. He's going to see even two years of college. I guess I was around. I guess I was sporting more than mom with him. I said, going that car, I said, stop when that needle got her claws in him.
I don't think you killed her. I did it that cup that I did. When I learned she and now were going to Mexico, I went up there and headed out with her. You said you called Walter Helm. I did, but he wouldn't do anything, so I said I would. He told me he wanted to say, I don't know, that she changed her mind about going. That's not what she said to me. What then? I went there about nine days later. Told her to lay off my brother and she laughed at me so I killed him. Where'd you get the gun? I had it. What caliber? 32. After you killed her, what'd you do? I had just stayed in the apartment for a while. Then I looked out the door and... When the people were out of sight, I left. Back way? Yeah. What street should I come out on? Hope. No, no, you didn't. The alley doesn't go through the poke. It turns halfway through the block, goes on to California. Maybe that was it. I wasn't thinking of where I was going at the moment. I don't think you were there. Yes, I was. Oh, she didn't kill her. He wouldn't have you don't kill something you love and he thought he loved it. It takes only a split second for love to turn into hate. I didn't kill her. I told you I did. A dollar. Yeah?
It's been a shooting out of Waller Hell. No! Oh, no! I thought you'd want to know. Hey, Lieutenant. Sergeant? Things that I can throw. I think so, sir. You shot us where you in. Butler was hit. Tell him it's waiting for him. You managed to shoot each other. How are they? We'll still alive, sir. We'll go in. The sman's an insurance investigator. He's alright. Yes. Thanks, Sergeant. Where's Swain? The night over there, sir. Thanks. Swain. Swain? Swain? Remember me? Yeah. Yeah. Did it. Did it kill him?
We don't know yet. Hey. I hope I did. He took away from me. He took away from me. How, Swain? He said he gave her a check and she changed her mind about going with you. He took away from me. How, Swain? He said he gave her a check and she changed her mind about going with you. He took away from me. We better leave him alone. He's in pretty bad shape. A long shot, I think. That helmet's over there. Hello, him. You know that? This would happen over some damn digi-coma. Say it easy, what happened, him? I heard the shots. Door. And there he was. Why'd he come here? I don't know. There's only one reason, you know it and we know it. Doesn't make any difference, does it?
Sure. I killed her. She was going to leave. I couldn't buy her back. So I stopped her the only way I knew. No, it's come like he was. I'm going to take her away. Nobody. It's going to take her away. Expense account item two, $144, Miss Alainius. Item three, same as item one, transportation back to Hartville. Expense account total, $572. Relax. I was wrong from the beginning. I'm not making excuses for it, but I wasn't as far wrong as the sister. If her false confession had ended it, she wouldn't have taken the wrath for her brother, who she thought was guilty, but for Walter Helm, who she was afraid was innocent. It only proves again that you will have to watch the words that go above your signature.
Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Stars Edmund O'Brien in the title role and is written by Gild Doub with music by Will Brahatch. Edmund O'Brien can now be seen starring in the Paramount Pictures' Technicolor production Silver City. Featured in tonight's cast with Jack Moils, Virginia Greg, Jeanette Nolan, her Butterfield, high up her back and hairy long. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar is transcribed in Hollywood by Hollywood, and the title is Edmund O'Brien, which is a film by the director of the film, High Up Her Back and Hairy Long. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar is transcribed in Hollywood by Jaime Delphi. This is Dan Cumberley inviting you to join us next week at this time when Edmund O'Brien returns as yours truly, Johnny Dollar.
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