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Cump free bogards and law and the call together in the sultry setting of trapegal adana
and the mysterious islands of the Caribbean. Vote venture.
Once again, the magic beams of pump free bogard and law and the call bring you
bold venture and a tale of mystery and intrigue.
Oh, this is more you're just a whiz bang, that's all. Just what you are.
Well, imagine that pottery vendor in Jamaica trying to pass all said jog on me is
genuine native merchandise. Mr. Haven warned me to be careful. Didn't you tell me?
Sure I did. I've been to the carabees before. I don't know how these natives work.
Well, I'm glad you're too weighted if you came to a vana before you purchased any pottery.
I've got a little item here you might be interested in. Like these people want to go to their rooms.
Pretty late. Oh, I only show it to you because you're guessed it's a hotel. Got it right here under
the desk. How do you like it? Oh, it's very pretty. It's got a real interesting design on it all,
right? Uh-huh. Shape of the flying fingers of the Crohn's.
Crohn's? A little known tribe of artists and his direct descendants of Lafitte the Pirate.
Marooned on a small atoll some 60 leagues from here that have dying they made pots. See?
Tamp right here, Crohn. Crohn's with a pocket mirror in front of it would come out in Newark,
wouldn't it? Yeah, yeah, yes it gets a wood. Well, if you like it that way,
we also have here a little more metal of your visitor leatherback pocket mirror with a scene of
colorful old Havana tooled into it. Mr. Haven, Mrs. Moore. Wouldn't you like to see your rooms now?
They're out across the halls from each other. Well, I'd like to make a phone call first if you don't
mind. You'll be all right, Claudia. Oh, of course I will. I want to tell you again how kind you've been.
Meeting me on the boat and taking me under your wing on this cruise. Are you have been one? Don't mention it.
Milo, I am Milo. Yeah, we're here. Both of us. No, not as far as I know. I think we lost him in
Jamaica. Sure, I know you'll find us. So I thought of something. Why run anymore? Well,
that's going to be up to you, Milo. Kill him? Didn't you hear what I said? That's up to you.
Come in. You've kept me waiting, Tommy. More and more, you keep me waiting. You're getting
that tired feeling, Tommy, because of me. How does a man get tired of a girl like you, Claudia?
The things you do for a man. Steal your husband blind, run barefoot across sunny shores with your
true love, just so you can settle down on the vine covered island off the coast of Venezuela.
You and your true love, me. It's all you want, isn't it? That island, a cloud of carol and the
Caribbean, so you can wear a sarong and a tin crown that says King, a tin-tan crown. That's it,
Angel. Let's just it. The island, the crown, and you for a princess. I suppose Gene finds us, Tommy.
Suppose before we make paradise, he finds us. Gene, the husband, fella. The boy's chased us a long
way to find his grave. I'll tell you what. We'll give him one.
Mr. Shannon, hey, Mr. Shannon. Am I intruding, Mr. Shannon? I'm intruding out of one.
Pour in your thoughts, the way you're standing here on the beach drinking in the new morning,
sunshine. You're wondering what's out there, huh? Out there in the ocean. I know what's out in the
ocean. Fish. You're going where, Mr. Haven? I want to talk to you. Uh-huh. It's about me. Oh,
well, Mr. Haven, I think you're a very fine fellow, loyal, kind, brave, one hundred percent.
I think you'll go far. Is that what you want me to tell you? Take it easy, will you? Just listen
for a minute. Yeah. Oh, my life I've wanted something. I want a place to go. I just don't laugh at me,
that's all. An island, a place to live in without rush. Without, I've got one all picked up,
Mr. Shannon, an island off, Vensavilla. I've done a lot of research on it. You can buy these hunks
a land for a song from the Vensavilla and you want me to sing for you? Oh, you've got a boat. I want
you to take me. When? Oh, I've got some things to take care of first. I'll let you know, but it'll be
soon. It's a dream I've always had, Mr. Shannon. I need a little time to put the ball venture in
shape. Well, uh, three hundred bucks for the trip, haven't per person. I'm going alone. Oh,
well, just let me know. You've bought yourself a boat ride.
Oh, tell me, Mr. Ball, what is a bachelor girl do for thrills in heaven now? Tell me just
between us girls. Well, there are the P.T. museums for culture, that is, because we bachelor
girls are nowhere without culture. And they say ice cream you buy from the vendors on the
Pato, that $2,000,000,000 in your mouth. And then get the message to you. I meant Slate Shannon.
Him? That no good shell for crawling pots? Shannon, the pot tycoon? Him? The best part of the day is
gone and Shannon's not at your side. You happy in your work, bachelor girl? What's with you,
married lady? Slates down at the docks getting the bold venture ready for Mr. Haven's trip to Venezuela.
Slate and I are going with him. You? You're going with him and not me?
Among other things, girly, I have Slate's ear. I'll pour a word in for you if you, oh, pardon me,
Mrs. Moore, just gentlemen here. A room gentleman, with bath, without bath, sunny, shady,
state your case. Anything you got, miss, so long that's got four walls. Well, it just so happens,
we've got one where we just added a wall, right to a little higher on that one. I'll take it,
bright eyes. Room 3A, down that hall. Sign here. So you're going to man registered here, name of
Haven. Tommy Haven. Here, um? No, went out a little while ago. You want him? I want him.
No, where he is, bright eyes. Try the docks, gentlemen. Mr. Haven's probably running his fingers over
our boat, the bold venture, testing here for the trip to Venezuela as well. You bright lip
value, I'm going to go to my room, get my baggage in there. Maybe I want to change into something cool
for a walk later on. Jean, Jean aren't you even going to speak to me? Slat me, how long can you
look right through me? Pretend you don't know me. This stuff comes with a hotel bright eye.
Spread the word, I'm not in the market. You stand there and take that, Mrs. Moore. What are you
asking for? Was a slap? I've had all of it before. That was my husband, stunning relationship
you two have. But not so long, Mr. Moore. I've got this feeling not long at all.
Ah, per kitten. Yeah. Hey there, are you on the boat? Are you talking to me? That's right.
Might have I come aboard? Not at all. You know a man named Haven? Who are you? Haven's not around,
is he? Maybe I'll just look around. You're out of that cabin, buster. In fact, off the boat.
Where is it? Where's Haven? Just because it's a fine sunny afternoon and I don't want to
louse it up, I'm going to tell you a thing. I saw Haven about six hours ago up the beach,
that way up the beach. I saw him there, I talked to him for a little while and I left him. Now you can
take off. Your name is Shannon. So? Yeah. Sof. Seeing you on your back, I suddenly feel real good.
Bye, Shannon. Hey, hey you. Yeah? Wait. I'm sorry I didn't give you the information you
asked me for as soon as you asked me. And what? Well, I hope you don't find my asking you, sir,
but who are you? Yeah, you want to know. My name is Moore. Gene Moore. I've got a wife staying at
your hotel. Her name is Claudia Moore. Yes, sir. My wife whose name is Claudia Moore,
cashed in everything I owned and ran away with a man named Haven. They were going looking for an
island with my dough and you were helping them. So you slud me, isn't that right, sir? That's right,
Shannon. I see. Now, now we can be friends, Moore. I'll waitly wake up, then we can be happy about it.
Time's running thin, Shannon. And that all around us and you still haven't come up with Tommy
Haven. Look, Buster, I'm as anxious to find him as you are. Nothing I enjoy more than playing
audience to a show between a husband and a kid who ran off of the man's dough and his wife. I promise
you I'll hiss. We're even up on Bruce's, Shannon. I slugged you. You slugged me. Sporting,
but you're still on me, Haven. All right. All right. So we'll ask around some more. Hey, Sarah.
I hear you calling, and I'm coming to you. You seen Haven around? I got a husband here who's
hungry for the man. Haven't had a Haven around here for hours. Maybe I can come up with someone else
for you, Mr. Moore. What are you talking about? Not 20 minutes ago. A charming little fella with
gleamy teeth came up to me and asked for you. I said him to your room. He gleams so nice.
That's what you did, huh? Come on, Shannon. Till I find Haven, I don't ever want you to let go of my hand.
I told you, I'm a sucker for domestic phrase after you, husband.
You know where the light switches, Shannon. Come up with one. Yes, sir. Yes, indeed, sir.
Light and... and something else, huh? Hey, Claudia. Claudia.
Hey, as you can stand for help her. Help her. I wish I couldn't. I really wish I couldn't.
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Your wife's dead, Mr. Moore.
Well, does it surprise you, Shannon? Does it really surprise you?
Now back to both ventures, our stars Humphrey Bogart and Lord McCall and the second act of our story.
In Shannon's place on Havana Shore, his trial and tribulation in Quantity, Galore,
a half-bandy redone policeman with book to scribble note on lady whom life for soup.
The lady was a tribal, the lady was a wife who lonely Caribbean in search of new life
with a man not hers with a man not dear to die by a knife is the price so dear.
You're a fortunate man, Inspector LaSalle. You get background music with your murders.
Well, this is my gratitude, Mr. Rita. And you, Shannon, it's the talk of Havana.
What makes your old pal so attractive to murderers?
I just put up a new neon sign. Why point of finger at me, LaSalle, when you've got the
lady's husband right here with things to reveal about his wife? At right, Mr. Moore?
Claudia's dead. That's all the revelation that'll ever come to you, Shannon. You heard the song
of the boy saying, Claudia wanted a new life. She didn't make it. If I could, I'd weak.
I want only Mrs. Morris murderers. I give it to you. A little man was more than his quota of teeth.
Black hair, brown eyes. He came here and asked for Mr. Moore. I said him to Mr. Moore's room.
What's he was trying to tell you, LaSalle? It's a little man with a knife and a teeth.
Wanted Mr. Moore here, dead. In the dark, he got mixed up.
Hmm, gracias for doing my shovel work. Perhaps now you will honor me with the murderers name?
Oh, yeah, great, LaSalle. You can have that part because we don't know.
Then I am no longer wanted here. And I am sensitive to such things.
At the end, none cooperates.
Why didn't you tell him, Slate? Why didn't you tell him about Mrs. Moore and Tommy Havana,
and the island? Because that belongs to Mr. Moore. Right, Mr. Moore?
Yeah. And thanks for letting me keep it. The no-doll, the no-wife.
Criticity of you, Shannon.
Well?
For a favor, may I sit down, see your head? Sure, it's round.
What do you think I'm waiting for?
Gracias.
You did what you were supposed to, my lord.
I did, senor. I went to the Shannon's place. I asked for senor Moore's room.
I was directly to it. I went to the room. I opened the door.
Here in the corner of the dark room, I saw a cigarette glow.
I threw the knife. Here, this knife.
Full. Put it away. Here, let me have it.
You want Havana to know what? Give it to me.
See, the knife, I threw it. Senor, it was a woman I killed.
I said, senor, it was a woman.
I heard you, my lord. You said it was a woman.
It wasn't Jean Moore. It was Claudia.
She must have been waiting for him in this room.
My lord.
She senor?
A little walk, my lord.
We've got a straightness out. Don't we, my lord?
She senor.
Then let's do it.
I want you to make a call for me.
Anything, senor?
Good.
In here, my lord.
This phone booth. Here's a nickel, my lord.
Call a number.
She senor.
What number?
Any number, my lord.
The one you find on the end of your knife.
By, my lord.
What's with the South, Slate?
The boy's got a murder on his hands.
Now he calls us up and invites us to a joint in the burial.
This is a very quirky policeman.
I just had a flash.
Why don't we walk right in here and ask the fellows?
Shrimp boats must be out again, daddy, because there's no dancers here.
There's no dancers here.
There's that leftover guitar player on the bandstand.
Otherwise, empty.
Empty except for him.
The guitarist.
For me, the overworked official.
And for you, the owners of murder hotels.
And you are not going to interrupt me.
And interrupt?
You're crazy.
We've been living for this moment.
And I will do my utmost to make it thrilling for you both.
A double file behind me, please,
to the third phone booth from the left.
This little man folded inside with the knife in his back.
A little bed man familiar to you, Senator Duval?
That's him.
That's the man who can't do it.
What man, cellar?
The one who can't be shot in place, asking for Mr. Moore.
The one with a gleamy teeth.
He is a burial by the name of Milo.
You call him a murderer, Senator Duval?
Yeah, she did.
But now we'll never know, will we?
Unless you and the senior retainer send your model wish to cooperate.
Unless you cease to withhold from the evidence.
You'll have us up to your proxy, huh?
For years and years, maybe more.
For being with tight mouths, concerning the murder of a woman.
Concerning the murder of this man, Milo.
Concerning the URL, conventional, or so.
Let's go find more, I said.
I can't stand it when policemen call me tight mouth.
And that's the way it is, Moore.
You've got a little threat from the police hanging over us.
I thought I'd tell you because maybe you want to give this up.
Let us out, take care of it.
I've got suggestions with a good answer, Mr. Moore.
Not about it.
You want to come in?
Make it up for me.
Start with this.
I had a wife once named Claudia.
I had a lot of dough once, too.
And now there's not much of anything at all.
I wish there was something we could say,
or something like that.
OK, Shannon.
OK, what?
We've been playing long enough.
What's your pardon?
You kidding?
You think so?
I asked a question.
You're pardoned, kid.
What's Haven paying you?
How much of my money did he brush against you for me?
For the lives, and you really aren't kidding, I am.
We had each other off balance once, Shannon.
And now here, you and me, even up.
You wanted that way, huh?
Just like that.
Take a walk, Taylor.
What have you lost, your nibs?
What kind of a way is this?
I said, take a walk, Sherry.
Talk to me, Shannon.
That's way faster.
I kill each other, fellas.
There.
There's your boy, Moore.
There's Haven.
Wait your turn, Tommy.
Wait your...
This is what I've been trying to get done all day, people.
Now it's done.
Wish me well, because Gene Moore is dead.
Lab this haven.
Yeah.
Try that again, Shannon.
You'll lie down, gently beside Gene.
Let's get moving, folks.
We've got sailing to do.
You look natty and salty up there at the wheels, Shannon.
Just like a dream in the moonlight.
Well, you've brains out with that gun, Haven.
It'll freeze the moment in your memory.
I'll cry for you, Haven.
I'll give you a nice big fat round here.
You miss me, huh, doll?
Ask me again.
You miss me, huh?
You're coaxing, Haven.
I kind of like it.
You know, it's really a shame.
What is?
Where I'm going, the island.
The place neither of you will quite get to.
It'll be lonely for you.
You're pitching something, Kido.
You better watch your Haven.
He's been known to sell people out.
Is it happening to you, Shannon?
I see the girl out, shall we?
It's on your mind, Sailor.
Nobody's selling you out, Haven.
You take me to an island.
How am I going to cross you?
True, true.
Don't say I didn't warn you, Haven.
Thanks, Shannon, only shut up.
We've got a nice conversation going.
Sailor and me.
Hi, Haven.
Well, it took the place so little to the moonlight,
though.
I want to look again.
Like this?
On your feet, Sailor.
I'm still telling you.
You'd better help me.
Sure.
Take my hand, baby.
Mind the other one.
Still got it gun in it.
Thanks.
Now what?
My good idea.
Take the wheel away from Shannon.
Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Man says I should take the wheel, Slate.
I heard him.
Take it.
Live it up.
Come here, Shannon.
You take orders good.
Jump off a boat, Shannon.
Try that.
Are you crazy?
It's 30 miles to any place.
I don't know where that is, even if I could swim 30 miles.
Right off the side, Shannon.
Jump.
Or better yet.
Stand where you're all.
Push off.
Thanks.
It's the wheel, Sailor.
Let me go.
Let me go.
Let's go.
Is that you, Snow?
Nice going, Sailor.
So all right?
I'll get better.
Give me a hand.
Open?
I've got a hand full of hair.
I think he's attached to it.
Here.
Here he is.
Now let's go back to our van, Sailor.
Our stars, Humphrey Bogart, and Lauren Becoll
will return in just a moment.
That you, Sailor?
Stop, huh?
Biffy.
That's a beach office, bathing trunks, a straw hat, and a blazer.
Yeah, all right.
I bought a ukulele, Sailor.
The instruction sheet said best was also obtained
while wearing a collegiate outfit.
A ukulele?
Just when do you play a ukulele?
I was taught.
I was taught.
By whom?
By Myrtle W.
She who walked by white to key shores.
Now you know.
So play something already.
Why, what do you know?
Go, go.
Hey, Sailor.
Sailor, I didn't know you could do it.
Why sure, I can't.
Know what these hand movements mean?
Fish, sea on the sea.
Pink, shell on the toe.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Where's the safe pink?
This, this is pink.
And you know what this says?
Yeah, I know.
Is that what it's said?
Did it, Sailor?
You read me like a book.
Liky Island Fierro.
And so our two stars, Humphrey Bullguard and Lauren Bakal,
have brought to a close our latest bold venture story.
Special music was composed and conducted by David Rose.
May we invite you to listen again next week at this time
for another exciting adventure starring Humphrey Bullguard
and Lauren Bakal together in bold venture.
President Barack Obama.
Virginia, we are counting on you.
Republicans want to steal enough seats in Congress
to raid the next election and wield unchecked power
for two more years.
But you can stop them by voting yes by April 21st.
Help put our elections back on a level playing field
and let voters decide not politicians.
Vote yes by April 21st.
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Warning, the following Zippercruder radio spot
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When you're hiring, we at Zippercruder
know you can feel frustrated for Lauren even.
Like your efforts are futile.
And you can spend a fortune trying
to find fabulous people only to get flooded with candidates
who are just fine.
Fortunately, Zippercruder figured out how to fix all that.
And right now, you can try Zippercruder for free
at zippercruder.com slash zip.
With Zippercruder, you can forget your frustrations
because we find the right people for your roles fast,
which is our absolute favorite effort.
In fact, four out of five employers
who post on Zippercruder get a quality candidate
within the first day.
Fantastic.
So whether you need to hire four, 40, or 400 people,
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Virginia, we are counting on you.
Republicans want to steal enough seats in Congress
to raid the next election
and wield unchecked power for two more years.
But you can stop them by voting yes by April 21st.
Help put our elections back on a level playing field
and let voters decide not politicians.
Vote yes by April 21st.
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