Molle Mystery Theater – Night Must Fall. 460412

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Good evening.

This is Jeffrey Barnes, welcoming you to the program that presents the best in mystery and detective fiction.

Tonight we bring you a story that is, in my opinion, the greatest modern mystery classic of them all.

Emlin Williams' famous play, Night Must Fall.

Virginia Field, star of the hit Broadway play Doe Girls, and just back from Hollywood where she completed the Paramount picture, the perfect marriage,

will play the part of Olivia Green, the young English woman who was so hypnotized and fascinated by the strange Hat Mad Danny.

Danny will be played by a fine young actor just returned from Army service, Ian Martin.

So here it is, Night Must Fall, starring Virginia Field as Olivia and Ian Martin as Danny.

What, Ian? My and the play too, Mr. Barnes?

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Now for the nice mole mystery, Night Must Fall.

In the sitting room of a cottage located in a forest of Essex, England, set three people.

Mrs. Branson, owner, and mistress of the cottage is in a wheelchair.

Reading to her from a newspaper is Danny, Mrs. Branson's houseboy and general handyman.

Apart from these two and apparently lost in her own thoughts,

it's a young woman, Olivia Graham, Mrs. Branson's niece and paid companion.

The murderer committed the crime in the forest.

He buried the woman's body shallow in the ref-fuse heap behind the cottage of one Mrs. Branson, who...

Think if my maid hadn't found her, that woman might still be lying there.

I think of that, Olivia.

Olivia!

Oh, I'm sorry, aren't I? I'm afraid I wasn't listening.

Oh, must you just sit there and stare out of the window?

What are you dreaming about?

I was just thinking.

I often wonder on a very fine morning like this.

What it'll be like for Night To Fall.

I never can.

Yet it's got to.

You'd do better thinking about catching a husband.

Where's that man of yours at?

Lowery.

Oh, he's offered a walk, I suppose.

Shall I read some more, Mom?

Oh, yes, yes.

Attempts had been made to eradicate fingerprints with a knife.

The head had been severed by a skilled person, possibly a butcher.

Oh, dear, my heart!

Is he like anything?

No more than, no more.

All right, mother of mine, it's time for your afternoon stroll anyway.

After your room and make yourself pretty for your Danny Boy.

Yes, dear.

Oh, you needn't heal me, Olivia.

Heaven knows you, not anyone else.

Give me any attention until Danny sees me.

Hurry back, mother of mine.

I love your tears and chocolates, ready?

What's the funny?

I don't know.

Rummy already?

Why'd you whistle that song so much?

Why not?

I am a pretty little cellar.

The paper says it on the day of the murder.

An unidentified man was heard walking through the forest, singing that song.

You know, you wouldn't be bad looking without them glasses.

Are you playing up to my aunt?

Playing up.

After a money, I mean.

You stand a pretty poor chance there, you know?

Hmm, what are you about?

You'll never take that cigarette out of your mouth?

Oh, you don't like me, do you?

No.

Everybody else does?

You're very conceited, aren't you?

Yes.

And you're acting all the time, aren't you?

Acting, acting, what?

Look at the way I can look you in the eyes.

I can stare you out.

I have a theory.

It's the criminals who can look you in the eyes.

And the honest people who blush and look away.

Oh.

You are acting, aren't you?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

You worked at that summer resort where the murdered woman left, didn't you?

Oh, yes, I used to take cigarettes and drinks to her.

She was a very lively one, she...

I got to go now.

Mrs. Bramson will be waiting.

But if Danny should come in, and you can't just ask him,

I'll take the responsibility, Dora.

And over there, past the old dragon, and a white hair boy, along the path of her.

Oh, I see, what's going on?

We're searching for Danny's luggage, you bet.

Heaven's a rivier, that's a bit much.

Why say?

You don't think it was Danny who murdered that woman?

Yes.

I don't know.

But he was sort of clever, didn't he?

They still haven't found her head, you know?

And he's an ordinary chap.

Yes, that's just it.

And then suddenly, he... he's so extraordinary.

Nothing much, eh, Mom?

Just a wallet with a little inside, eh?

Oh, let's see.

Dear babyface, my own.

Next time you strike a new castle, okay by me, baby.

Signed little.

Hmm.

This is the last bit of luggage, Mom.

Shall I open it?

Luggage?

Looks more like an old-fashioned hat box.

Made of leather.

Mm-hmm.

Heavy, too.

It's locked, but I think I can open it.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, who is it?

What's up?

Well, suppose there, there is something in it.

By Joe, if I never thought of that.

Well...

Open it.

Go ahead.

Oh, it's amazing.

Johnny!

Could I have it back, please, sir?

My wallet, I mean, it's the only one I got.

Oh, this?

Oh, yes, of course.

Why do you think it's a letter?

Letter?

Well, you have it in your hand.

It means, well, there's a little bit we add around.

She would spy on me.

And if there's anything I hate, it's spying.

Don't you agree, sir?

Yes.

I'd sooner have anything than a spy.

Borrow murder, of course.

What did you say?

What did you say?

Borrow murder, of course.

Olivia, you better deal with all this.

It's beyond me.

And I'll be getting back to the kitchen, mom.

You were acting again, weren't you?

Is...

Is there something in that hat box?

Yes.

A hat, baby.

Did you do it?

Did you do it?

Look outside.

It's growing dark.

Soon we'll have dinner, and Laura will be off to church for evening meeting.

And your Mr. Larry will be gone.

And the dark will come down.

Black herf.

And black herf.

I need it, I...

I needed that.

I thought you'd gone out.

Aren't you?

Well, you're the quiet one.

I've been drinking and I feel fine.

Have one?

I prefer talking.

Oh, talking stuff.

Doings the thing.

You do live in your imagination, don't you?

Yes, the only way to bear with the awful things you have to do.

What awful things.

I haven't had as much to drink as all that.

What was your life like at that summer resort?

Well, you're always concerned with me and my doing.

I'm not.

It's just that you never talk about it.

My life?

Yes.

Well, the day don't start so good with a lot of spoons that's been in the mouth of gaping fold,

but looks through me like I was a dirty window hadn't been cleaned for years.

Orders, orders, go here, do this.

I would never meant to take orders, never.

And just when I think I got a bit of peace to somebody,

lock in the door, won't let me go out, talk, talk, talk.

Won't fork out with no more money at me, at me, at me.

Calls me everything and screams and screams.

So nothing keeps that mouth shut.

Go on.

I'm too fly for you.

You'd like to know, wouldn't you?

Why do you lie awake all night?

I don't, I sleep.

Oh, no, you don't.

And I'll tell you why.

Because there's one thing that keeps you awake.

One thing you pushed into the back of your mind,

and you can't do any more about it, and you never will.

And you know what it is?

It's a little thing.

A half-buck.

No.

Only a half-buck, but it's rather heavy.

Stop it!

It's the only thing that keeps me awake.

Why don't you do the only thing?

But I don't know what to do.

You see nothing worries me.

That's another word, only.

Only I don't like the pair of eyes.

Tearing at me with no look in them.

I don't know what to do.

Oh, please.

Please.

Oh.

Anybody home?

It's that man from Scotland Yard who was here before.

Inspector Bell sighs.

All right.

I'll deal with him.

I manage myself all right.

You'll watch me.

I'll watch you.

As the curtain falls on egg one of tonight's play,

we've had one murder, and maybe Scotland Yard will solve it.

But one murder often leads to several more.

And who knows? Maybe this is the night.

I missed a barns.

Sounds like you've been looking over my shoulder.

How so, Mr. Seymour?

Well, look right here on this piece of paper in my hand.

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And now back to Jeffrey Barnes

and act two of night must fall.

The dwellers of Mrs. Branson's cottage

have been thrilled and frightened

by the planning of a dead woman near the cottage.

In spite of the fact that the woman's head was missing,

the police have identified her as a Mrs. Shalfound

who lived in a nearby summer resort.

Our play resumes as Inspector Bell's eyes enters the cottage.

Olivia excuses herself, leaving the shaken Danny

to confront the inspector alone.

Danny, why didn't you tell me you knew this Eastwoman?

You were?

Well?

Oh, sorry.

Oh, sorry, it's been in my conscience ever since.

So you did know her?

Oh, no, sir.

It was like that.

I avoided her ever after that day she stopped me

so all the brazen way she went at me, sir.

But now do you know what, sir?

It's a weight off my mind.

She wouldn't believe.

It was the disgust like if nearly

getting mixed up with her that kept me awake night.

You're a bit of a milksof, aren't you?

Ah, my, sir.

Well, I'll be going.

Oh, oh, there's just one thing, matter of form, you know.

If you don't mind, I'll have a quick look through your lunch.

No, no, you stay here.

I'll get it myself.

Yes, sir.

Through that door, yes, sir.

I'll find it.

I'll pray.

I'll pray.

You can't miss my room, sir.

Found it all right.

What do you call me, buddy?

What have we here?

It's leather head box.

Seems to be locked.

Have you got the key?

What's the matter with you?

It isn't mine.

Not yours.

No.

Oh, who is it then?

I don't know what it is mine.

Now, look here.

I'm sorry to have left you so abruptly, Inspector.

Could I get you some tea?

Oh, a, a, a, not now, I'm just going.

Now, then, if this isn't yours.

Why, Inspector?

What, what are you doing with my head box?

Yours.

But it was in there.

Oh, and Dan's room used to be the store room.

I'll take it now.

Oh, oh, yes, yes, of course.

Thank you.

I put it in my wardrobe.

It's got all my letters in it.

Right, Joe.

I'm afraid I've offended her.

Snooping.

Well, good night, young fellow.

I'll be off.

Good night, sir.

But in the future, don't keep things from the police.

Oh, I know, sir.

They always find out, you know.

Oh, I'm sure they do, sir.

Good night.

Good night.

Inspector.

Inspector Bus.

Inspector Bus.

Inspector Bus.

Inspector Bus.

Inspector Bus.

Inspector Bus.

And I tell you, Mum, when I walked in from church and saw Dan and Lion on the floor,

everything went topsy-walk through.

I can't understand it.

I guess the poor boy's been working too hard.

We'll all be running along now, Mum.

It's getting late.

And my old mother will be worried if not not there by 10.

And should I take Mr. Livia a teaser?

Mr. Livia isn't here.

She's left.

She left?

Yes.

Some ridiculous nonsense about not spending another night here.

Seems she made arrangements to stay with Hubert Larry and his sister if the please.

But Mum, there has been a murder.

Well, I've got Danny to look after me.

He's strong as an oxen and no silly nerves about him.

Well, good night, then, Mum.

Good night, Dora.

Danny!

Danny!

Come here, I want my chocolate.

Danny!

Oh, I have to get him myself.

Oh, Lord, what's that?

Danny!

Danny!

Oh, Danny!

He's gone.

Save all of them.

Don't let me.

Oh, Lord!

I'm not here for one night.

I'm going to be murdered.

I'm going to be murdered.

I'm going to be murdered.

Who's there?

Who's there?

I'm alright, mother of mine.

It's only me, Danny.

Danny!

I'll never forgive you, Danny, never.

My heart is dead.

No, no, no, it's alright.

Oh, all alone I was.

Just no woman calling for help and no one said.

Oh, the relief when I saw your face.

I bet she wasn't half glad there.

Oh, you're the only one that understands me, Danny.

That's what you are.

I want a chocolate now.

Right you are.

Now, shut your eyes.

Open your mouth.

Oh, Danny.

You're the only one.

You're a pet.

My little chubby face.

My baby face, my Danny.

I want to be red to now.

Wouldn't you like a cushion back of your head first?

Oh no, no there.

I think you'll be more comfortable with a cushion.

I'm a pretty lady.

There will be a world that I know.

What?

What a funny look on your face there.

You look so kind, smiling like that.

Oh, Danny, what are you going to do with that cushion?

You're lifting it up, so...

Danny!

Whoo!

I don't know what to call me.

But I'm by your side.

This is Jeffrey Barnes again.

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Ten, thirty.

I must hurry.

Hurry and break up this chair.

Then the fire.

And nothing she died in it.

Who's there?

Ah.

You'll come back.

I've never seen a dead body before.

I nearly fell over it in the hallway.

Like a...

Sacrific potatoes.

I thought it was at first.

I can't make expecting...

I don't know.

And here I find you were smoking cigarettes.

It's so ordinary.

What did you come back for?

To find you out.

I've read a lot about either.

I never expected to come across it in real life.

Oh, you didn't have to read so much.

I never got through a book yet, but I'll read you all right.

Read me.

Your mind.

You haven't had a drop to drink yet, yet you're fearless if you had.

You never knew there was such a secret part inside of you.

All that booklet in a mallery eye here and social me eye there.

You took that off of the edge of the wood same as if it was...

As if it was an overcoat.

And you left it there.

Oh.

Hate you.

Hate you.

Oh, no.

You don't.

You feel the same as I do.

Sometimes excited and light is there.

Why, this is my big chance.

You're the one I can tell all about myself.

You said this now more disorderly word.

It isn't ordinary at all, see.

And I'm not an ordinary chap.

There's one big difference between me and other chaps that try this game.

I'll never be found out.

The world is going to hear from me, you wait.

But you can't wait.

Can you?

You mean you're going to?

Yes.

Aren't you frightened?

You are typically.

Don't you think I'll do it?

Sorry.

I know you will.

I just can't realize it.

You see, I make up my mind to do a thing and I do it.

And I'm going to take care of you right now.

What's the fight in here?

It's a live in the woods.

I'm just shining in here.

Somebody must be watching the house.

I can't see nobody's watching.

I'm the one that watches.

I got no call to watch me.

I'll go out and tell them that.

I don't know what it is.

What is it?

I know trees.

Hundreds of my coming trees, thousands of eyes.

The whole world is on my track after me.

The whole world is after me.

Why are you stopped acting at last?

You're real for the first time.

Fighting.

Just like a child.

Everything.

Everything's slipping away from under my feet.

Can't you feel it?

Start and slow.

Slow.

And hundreds of miles an hour I'm going backwards.

Backwards.

And there's a wind in my ear that's terrible.

Blow and wind.

I wasn't going to pass me like the telling her false.

All the things I've seen faster and faster.

Backwards.

Not sure that day I was born.

I could be a coming that I was born.

I'm going to die.

No.

No, you're not.

No, it'll be all right.

You won't die.

I tell them I need you, Joyce.

I tell either.

I'll do anything.

It's a...

All right, Danny.

Stand up without your wrists.

But she isn't dead, Inspector.

She...

She just went out there in the hall.

I don't know why.

She's...

Sleeping, maybe?

Maybe just sleeping.

Let's go take care of you.

There.

No!

No, I said no.

I need you.

No.

I'm the fella.

Anything I'm concerned in, I run myself.

If there's going to be any putting me on a public platform

to answer questions, I'll do it myself.

I'll manage all right.

I get you.

Like a bit of limelight, eh?

You're not going to believe what she said, are you, Inspector?

No.

Plenty of women who don't know any better

get hysterical about the lead in your position.

You'll find them queuing a fall right when the time comes.

Will they now?

Come along.

I have a motor waiting.

You know, I'd like something now I never wanted before.

A long walk, all by myself.

And just when I can't have it,

that's contrary, isn't it?

Humus.

Come here a minute now.

Danny.

Danny!

Remember me.

Remember me with this.

There, my girl.

Never say you've not been kissed.

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

Where?

I'm going to be hanged in the end.

But they'll get their money's worth at the trial.

You wait.

The original music for the Mole Mystery Theater

is composed and conducted by Alexander Semler.

Night Must Fall was written by Emlen Williams

and adapted for radio by Don Agger.

Virginia Field and Ian Martin

were starred in tonight's program.

And now this is Dan Seymour saying good night

until next Friday at this same time

when the Mystery Theater presents

a relic in Mystery Comedy, follow that cab.