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Pioneer Sci-Fi Radio — Blue Beetle - Spirits Don't Talk. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
The Blue Beagles. Weeping down upon the underworld is by Gangren, and this serious, all-powerful character is a problem to the police. For a powerful law. In reality, same character, a rookie patrol, loved by everyone, but suspected by none, the being of the Blue Beagles. And the Blue Beagles, behind the strain of mass, and the suit of impenetrable, blue-sane armor, flexible as silk, but go on your own and steal. The Blue Beagles.
Today's episode of the Blue Beagles. This entitled, Here It Don't Talk. In every city and small town throughout the country, there are certain individuals who claim to have supernatural power, mediums who claim that through them, the dead speak. Only if you have firmly believed in their supernatural power, and endeavor to give them it for good. Even they have been exploited for dishonest purposes, by unscrupulous individuals, and groups of individuals. As a story-opens the common-dan character who in secret is really the Blue Beagles, is discussing the fortune-telling racket with his friend and confident, Dr. Plough. It's happening, Daddy. Why is this a district attorney having done something about this situation? Well, in the first place, I'd be getting witnesses to testify against the fortune-telling medium. In the second place, what can witnesses testify to? Why, uh, why, uh, that they were told, that they'd take an ocean voyage, or need a blonde man,
who would be the great mother of their life? Can't put anybody in jail for that. No, I suppose not. That isn't the part of this racket that causes the police and the district attorney constraints. Well, what does? If we want a person to start going to fortune-telling, here she is, a marked man or woman. Here she is registered as a lawyer by a great man, registered? Ring? Yes, everything about the client is noted by the fortune-telling. The assistant notes the wearing of peril, its quality, style, where purchase and so on. Trinket characters that are laid and measured, clients are urged to talk about themselves, the possible limbs and hazards of the security. All this information goes into a central bureau to be tabulated and crossed in vexed for future lessons and minds, best minds sold. I had no idea that an elaborate system existed, or that there's a regular ring that controls the racket. But what about spiritualism and mediums? Are being so-called mediums, part of this racket, most of them? They constitute the most dangerous part of the racket,
the Aussie meat. Well, when they get hold of a client, some susceptible individual who believes it's possible to talk to the loved ones who died, they might come at individual's mind, and influence that individual who commit act, he or she would never think of committing it less alone. What's the connection between watching colors and mediums? The fortune tellers think of easy marks. And if considered worthwhile material to work on, they're indagible in the visiting of spiritualists or are urged to sit in on the sayon. My, my, my, people are so colourful, yes they are. They have to be protected from themselves, somebody's in the store. I'll be back in a minute. It's probably Mike Manigan. Get the dough standing back. Hello, John. Is Danny the best ever food? The food in the street? Yeah. Danny's back. It was opportunity. And I'm gonna cook enough for which he's moved so short. You might as well go in. No, no, the right side call was a manigan. Oh, Mike. Hello, Danny. Are you ready to visit the mediums? Ready and waiting. Hey.
You look very smart in your city. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I think your advice is good. They're never sick. We're caught some reason. Oh, that's not bad. My wind blowing fire when you're a red face. You don't look like bookkeepers. Where are these two boys going? To a, a, a, a, a, a, she. It means they are not. Yeah, hey. We're close to talk with the dead. Oh, it's the mediums. I'll be calling myself Professor Wingo. Where's the sayon? He's a windrapped house out on the home street. You know, that old place that's just back from the city. Yes, I know it. People used to say it was haunted. That's it, but. Where's the, come on to the trodmen. Got it? Us. I potted me. Yeah, they stick at it. You go ahead, Mike. I want to have a dog somewhere. I'll be with you in a minute. Okay, I'll wait outside for you. They duck. And I brought your X-ray camera with a special infrared lens. Oh, I sure do, they got it. I'll get it for you. What? What can I tell you then? Oh, they do. They do fight, I think. They do. They do. They put it in the beach. Oh, thanks, Doc. I'll see you later.
Yep, the spirit don't get me. In another part of the city, an interesting discovery that's being held. banker James Henley is talking with his son, John, and his nephew with him. I want you, John, a new William, to accompany me to the Cheyenne's Professor Windriff. May you be able to communicate with my dead son, Rodney. Hosted at its all of faith. This spirit will be driven media and such stuff. I don't believe Professor Windriff or anybody else can communicate with the dead. Well, I do. You only have to take one look at Professor to know that he's unusual. He has a far away expression that psychic people have. Oh, nice. William is right, John. Professor Windriff is gifted beyond most mortars. I'm sure he will be able to communicate with my other son, who was killed in Spain.
A brat Rodney will be able to advise me in my financial affairs. He was always so right about things. I'm getting old and I need his advice. Yes, and I'm sure the Bible still be good, Uncle James. Yes, William. I'm glad you have the right attitude of these things. Well, let's get started to the sound. The sooner we get there, the sooner it will be over. Who's there to be out at Windriff's place, Daddy? That's sure. Charlie Storm and his son told me that banker Henley is a frequenter of Windriff's playances. How are we going to get in there? Charlie got me two cards from a girlfriend of his. Who's the hostess of one of those gypsy heroes? Do you think that she's fed us? No, but let me do the talking. You just keep still and look psychic. And how does it look when he looks psychic? Yes, there's traded everything in everybody. Because if you are looking through them, it's the immortal spirit.
That's the way I look when I've been hit on the head. Well, I've thought you wouldn't have already gone in if I don't help. Never mind, I can look psychic without your help. Okay, let's go out the head. It's a pleasure having spot for a murder. Are you healed? Now I didn't bring a gun. I did. And if any goes to the pot of spurs, that's gay with me. I'm going to use it. Now here we are. Come on, Mike. And remember to look psychic. Okay, Daddy. Good evening. Are you sick? We have cards. Very good. You coming, please? You stay until the bed begins. I go. Who are we? Change from a girl. Who has cards? You prefer Wendell? Here, hey. This is Mr. Michael P. Mannigan. And I'm Mr. Dan Norton Garrett. We will recommend it to you by the Gypsy TV. My friend here is psychic. Oh. I see. Well, they're coming gentlemen. They're right in here.
This is Mr. James Henley, the banker. He's son-jong, and his nephew William. Mr. Mannigan is here. Mr. Mannigan is here. Please come in. No, William, take seat, please. You and Mr. Mannigan can't sit here, Mr. Garrett. You sit in the circle and hold hands. Mr. Henley, you sit here on my left. Please sit here to me. John, you sit on my right, and William, you sit next to your cousin, John, between him and Mr. Mannigan. Here we are. This is a lot of poppy cards. John, John, be quiet. If you don't walk to sit in the room. All right, father, I'll keep quiet. I'm afraid your son is nothing of a set of movements to Henley. No, he'll be all right with this easy, young and all of this. Now, we'll each take the hand of the persons on either side of it. And I'll put the lights out with the switch in the floor, my dear. Quiet, everybody. Relax. Finish thoughts of this mundane world.
And let your minds wander out into the infinite. What was the town of my teeth shattering? Oh, what a day is that you rot in my sun? Yes, my love. Yes, my love is too deep. Speak to me. Speak to me. Rot in the eye, you well. I shall not run, I have been burned in the land of my soul. What is the burden on your soul, Rodney? I shall not run, I shall not run, I shall not run, you. Only worry on the land of your soul. Back to mine! Tell you that the crook! This day on this... ...of the sun! My light, which on does light? John! John! What's wrong? He was lying there, what happened? What happened?
Look, my son John, they're on the floor! Stand back everybody, mannequin, cover those actions. He's dead all right. They have been the back. What do you mean, what is this? Who are you to give orders in my house? Show them, ten carrots. My psychic friend is Officer Manicom. And if anybody attempts to leave this room, this gun of mine will speak, and it won't be a psychic message either. Go ahead for the Danny, this is a case of murder! And hour later, back at the little apothecary shop of Dr. Fran, the man Garrett and Dr. Fran are examining two photographs, which have just been developed. Now, that is the first one I've seen after the X-ray camera. It shows the interior of the room what a science would tell. What's that dark spot there on the wall?
It looks like a log speaker behind a large painting. And that's probably where the voice came from. That little man, Minley, thought was the voice of his dead son, Robby. He was your man's favorite son. Volunteer to fight in Spain and was killed in battle. And let's see the TV and the photo behind her right. I took this one just as John said, this is a lie. It shows the group seated in a circle. Look, it's a murderer. His hand is clutching the dagger, raised to strike. He even shows the company right around the hill to avoid leading fingerprints. For the graph alone, we'll convict the murderer of John Henley. Are you going to call him? Police headquarters to hold. They hold and we may not be able to run the higher up to the rackets there. Then you think the murderer of John Henley was not the top man. I don't know. He was just part of the ring. The brains of the rackets are higher up. They should have realized that John Henley just could be down the police on their necks. Somebody made an miscue there. I don't think the ring planned John's death. What if you think their plan was? Simply to use the dead son Rodney's fake voice to work on the old man and influence him.
And let his nephew William advise him. And in time, persuade him to make William his heir. But why? William is probably being used by this gang of racquetes. The old man should die, leaving his vast fortune to William. And William would be blackmailed at becoming a cross with a large sum of money to the racquetes. Once devilish things evil minds can think of. Yes. Or by the way, Dr. Frick those negatives in a safe play. They'll be safe with me, Danny. All right. The blue beetle is going into action on this gang of crooked buzzards. What are you going to do? The blue beetle is saying several visits tonight. Before another day gone. The riddle-chillist bracket will be smashed. Who is the murderer of John Henley? What will the blue beetle discover at Professor Windriff's residence? Who's walked mine to behind all these binges, schemes to pray upon on it,
but superstitious and ignorant persons? After the night's visible beetle, it is crusade against crimes. If another part of the city a man is issuing orders to his bottom, a dark sinister-looking man whose faith-lipsed smile has no mercilessness, his business is creating spirits. Villains are those who have their pockets. That last time to cross you fought me was certainly pieces.
My old nature makes an erectoplasm of such young people. But his feet grow, never mind the alibi, trade it in and get something to do. Park, yes. You're still recording famous voices off the air? Yes. Okay. In my secretary and get a list of the 400 best families. Oh, and one of the times, he's a consultant on the idea of having each voice in the family recorded. As a memple for their relatives after they pass on. They copy for each. They can use them in our sand. Although dry away, sir. Go ahead. As you go out, come swinging and maintenance to order two dozen more loud speakersets to my radio stores. If he doesn't crystal ball, some 75 cases of playing cards. Dry away, sir. Did you sense the mid-chains? Yes. Now, look, my Apple Chief Little Trigger man. The feta windriff told me that he has reason to suspect that some photographs were taken at his sails tonight by Patulman Dan Gerrit. The negatives may still be in his possession.
Or they may be in the possession of Dr. Frans, the front-side little apothecary shop. I want those photographs. Okay, Chef, forget them. If you meet with resistance, let your conscience be your guide. I got you, Chef. My sugar fingers are full of livers tonight. It must be the weather. The perfect calling of these, John Man. Hello, Mr. Chief. This is certainly a terrible state of affairs. One of the cops' relays. Just now, someone bailed us all out and I came right to you. I'll bet you left a trail on my own white. No, I changed things three times in the subway. Walk through Ralph's department store and enter the taxi here. Good. Where do you advise me to do? My business is ruined. You are better than me. You should have thought of that before you killed John Henley. I killed him. Here you mean William. I mean you. William wouldn't have an herb. But William hated his curse and he was hitting right next to him. So were you. What makes you think so? A little fern, so.
I got five down a police at once. You heard that questioning of your people by the police. Oh, yes. They said you were playing up to old man Henley. Well, I'll say. You aren't saying you aren't saying the devil crossed me on this. I asked for a no-will, gee, I assure you. You better not to feel no-what's good for you. You know, what about those two policemen, Manigan and Derek? They'll be taken care of. When the case comes up for trial, they won't be there to testify. Yes, but the photographs. I'm sure I heard the click of a camera during the say-ons. I thought it was dark, wasn't it? It's black, okay. You don't have to worry. I'll leave everything to me. What do you think I'd better do now? Well, at the art place, I'm played dumb. The art there later, since I had a talk with William Henley, he'll probably spend a few days on his uncle's yacht. In the meantime, I've got my men guarding everybody concerned. I imagine the blue beetle will stick his nose into this.
And if he does, it'll be just too bad for Mr. Blue Beetle. Hello Henley. I don't think you killed your cousin John. I didn't. I swear I didn't. Hello, Henley. I don't think you killed your cousin John. I didn't. I swear I didn't. Hello, okay. Now you just take it easy. Take it easy. Lay up here on tolin'. You'll be the white haired boy. He always believed anything his son Rodney told him. But this murder, what about that? They're going to let Professor Windriff take the rat. He's all washed up with us. I sing. Later, you will introduce your Rod to another medium. We'll go to work on him again. In your favor. You'll be his heir. Yes. But he may live a long time and I need money now. My creditors are honing me and I can't wait out.
Take it easy. That's as soon as he makes a will in your favor. He will be with a Maximum. You mean he'll be talking with his dead son Rodney directs? Very clever to teach, but it won't work on the people. Yes, the blue beetle and he's going to nip. Shall I let him have it out, G? No! Go ahead, shoot! Your bullets can't injure the blue beetle. But this one lands in well. Good work, that's good work. You show a mean belang pen. Sounds like a light. What do I do with him? I am up. Wake his body with an eye-cow and toss him all aboard. Okay, LG? Well, Mr. Blue Creek. Get on for a night? Wait. And you ain't coming back. Say, aren't you a bit ruthless, LG? My racket can have to be. Oh, you'll be a good boy and we'll all be rich. Well, what are you going to do now? I'm going to shore. Professor Windriff is going to have a caller and get a big surprise.
What? All right, Gertan. I'm going to get some sleep. This has been a very crying evening. Yes, sir. Very good, sir. Did you do this, Manco? And hide the phonograph of Wippenden Records? Yes, sir. Everything's been taken care of. Will you be sleeping late in the morning, sir? Yes, sir. Can you call me about now? Very good, sir. But... Good heavens. Look, and let me have this time, mate. Oh, I see, sir. It may be Mr. LG. You call me? No, what do you mean, sir? The last of just the time. Well, here they may. Oh, well, there you are. Oh, yes, sir. What have you found, LG? A little beetle paid a visit to Henley's yacht while I was talking with William Henley. How did you get rid of me, spading in the sound? With a 50 pound anchor tied to a speed. Crazy, man.
Yes, he was in the way. Just as you're in my way because of Windrop. What, what do you mean? You're all so focused. You're almost cleared out of the line. I can't wait for the law to take it course. Besides, you might still be. Oh, no, I'm taking a cut. I'm going to close your mouth. I'm going to close your mouth. Cut that son LG out. Bless you with my 90th grade. Yes, a blue beetle must be a strong swimmer, blue beetle. I am. I learned a few tricks from Houdini. Otherwise, I'd be lying in the bottom of the sound. Get him, Gerkin. Get him from the heart. Oh, where are you, Tom? Not this time, Gerkin. A blue beetle's on the alert. And here's one for you, Professor Windrop. Murderers. Now I'll take that gun, LG. Certainly, it's a beetle. Here it is, right on the... Oh. Just a little Jew, get to it. Now I've got the gun. What are you going to do? You've got nothing on me. Oh, no. I swam back to the yard after I freed my dirt from the anchor rope. Had a little talk with William. Well, he's a prize to see me.
He's going to talk and talk to Lenty. He and crew will kill John Henley. But the photographs then get it took at the Saiyans camp. What do you know about those photographs? Blue beetle knows everything. Now, listen to the video. Those photographs will never be shown at any file. Pudgy, you think of absolutely a mean? Pudgy is my trigger man. I sent him to interview Dan Garrett's friend Dr. Phan's with Kellis. If the photographs are there, he'll get them or else. All for the stolen I break it in. Well, Mr. LG, the world caught up with you. Your racket smashed and you'll burn along with Professor Windrop. I won't... I'll see the tab of it. I know you don't. The law is going to send you in the murder of Professor Windrop where you can't cause any more harm. That's right, sir. Right, right, right, right, right, right, right. Well, if it is the blue beetle, Professor Windrop's and the Limey Serpent. What a heart!
And who's this? That's LG, the ringleader of the gang. Just try to take poison and I hit him. Here, mannequin, catch this gun. What? Hello, care blue beetle. Sorry to leave so suddenly. Wait a minute, Blue Beetle. You're under arrest. Hey, how's the blue beetle? Hand of the blue beetle didn't dive out of the window. Well, boy, slip the hand of the sudden these babies and will take them along. And catch the blue beetle the next time. And throw the blue beetle caught and turned over to the police. Several racketeers. Before about duck friends and the photograph. What has happened to them? As Pudgee carried out the orders of his chief, the infamous LG, let's hurry back to the little apothecary shop of duck. Duck, duck friends, where are you? Hello, Danny. What's your hurry? Are you alright? Never felt better in my life. But what's the done man? Did Pudgee, uh, rosy chief, do you know the confident gentleman called earlier tonight?
I was in my laboratory at the time. Well, what happened? She mentioned something about something. I was in the lab. I was in the lab. I was in the lab. I was in the lab. I was in the lab. I was in the lab. What happened? She mentioned something about some photographs. It was rather insistent that I give them to him. Well, did he, he is? He is? He pointed at gun at me. What did you do? Squirted a serving spool of concentrated ammonia in his eyes. Good. Where is he now? I tied him up to keep him playing with my chemicals in there. Oh, that's great. And the photographs will say everything's under control. Ah, fine. Those photographs will convict Professor Wendup of Young Henley's murder. And Williams test the money or take care of LG. Oh, what does LG stand for, Danny? According to Williams, LG stands for life goes. The man behind the spirit. Well, if you'll excuse me, duck, I'm going to turn him. The blue people have had a very busy night. And so all those threads were tied together.
And another racket smashed thanks to Dan Garrett, Mike Mannigan, Dr. Plan, and the Blue Beetle. What new adventure awaits the Blue Beetle? This question will be answered in the next episode of the Blue Beetle. And now here's the blue beetle himself. Is there to work? Tomorrow's the story is that there's no honor among these. Another one has never become associated with anyone, any endeavor of plans. There's not absolutely straightforward. If you do, you can expect to be double crossed to become the cat's paw or the pale guy.
Remember to always look up, never down, and to associate only with those persons you can respect. The blue beetle is a copyrighted box feature appearing in Mystery Men Comics magazine and the Blue Beetle magazine. The blue beetle is on the air quite a week on the same stage. You can tell the broad cast schedule in your local newspaper. Don't forget to listen in to the Blue Beetle.
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