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A collection of gripping detective stories featuring sharp-witted investigators, puzzling crimes, and clever resolutions. Each episode showcases the art of deduction and the thrill of the chase.
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¿Una? ¿Hey,hips? ¿Que cómo?
No, no, no, no.
¿Ve a mi pollo?
¡No, no, no, no!
¡No, no, no, no!
¡Que camisore por ti!
¡Ey, ¿qué hayas?
¡Tiene algo, no, no!
Qué importa, voy a poder dar sus instrumentos de la tóra de la pared,
para mi.
¿No? ¿No lo recuerdo antes?
¡No, sirouts, no lo piensas!
¿Acaso con la Paloma?
¿Ustedes imaginaron un despedido?
Y hasta la cusura, Brad y Redy.
¿Eso perdió por la cara del helico?
¿Comme la tembilla?
¡El helico!
Ahora, Sheriff, ¿sí?
¡No la hagas swamparing!
¿El bairro?
¡ extension!
¿Quéungen?
¿Dónde le está?
Doble la cienja.
¿Dónde lo hagas?
No la mayor contradicción, Wondergirl.
En el mejor efecto,
tengo que hacer un despedido,
con un poco de Frosty,
una familia de físreres,
O, la capa de la Crablueva.
Transcribe, BORNBC, Williamsfear, radios de extensión, productor, director de la historia y la drama,
Bring you the greatest private detective of a mall, in the adventures of Sam's Faith.
¡Bien!
¡Bien!
¡Bien!
¡Bien!
¡Bien!
¡Bien!
¡Bien!
¡Meticaro!
Un cobratorie de la calzuela.
Bueno, bueno. ¿Qué es me?
Soy el secretary, el sistema de los más conocidos en el escubritorio,
en que me dijiste que me transformingen el carburetor para la de la vengada de la cincera.
Remember that.
Se show we proceed with the business at hand.
Very funny.
Te filé.
Ah!
Too, bataolamio Majora.
Copy to Lieutenant Rossi in North Beach Division
Front Samuel Spade License No. 137596.
Subject.
The Crab Bluey Caper.
Dear Bataolamio.
Fisherman's Warp, as you know,
is as changeable as an Italian wentch,
all smiles and laughter
of a Saturday night with a lights blazing
and the Chapino Velazas,
Y la turista es más grande y la caja de Brián, pero es algo más importante de un carácter salido.
Básicamente, el mundo se acuergó, luego el cincurio zastan.
La noche estaba en ritmo.
Las engadoras fueron blinquino, las ikabas que hemos estado presentando en tu lugar de una discusión.
Quien tiene un modelo esclone con un hueco de la ropa con un hueco de suave,
creando yo-melo.
Curios, sumineros.
La diferencia de las acciones de la exposición de la Akira Tensense.
¿Qué es?
Estoy en esa espadra de Telomeo, que se llama...
No, no, no, no es una gran cosa.
Gracias. ¿Y qué pasa, la idea de que...
Puedes ver?
Pero para Fasqués la cara de la cara es muy alta.
Ha visto nada como si algo que fue con los eventos de la expensiveos de la seamless,
Los son los jóvenes de la ciudad.
Se han ido a la ciudad y uno de Fasquies ha sido sus vientos,
y se han visto la población inmigranta de la north.
¿En todo el momento? ¿Como es esto?
Me?
Sí, yo. ¿Qué quieres?
Yo soy Spade, pero me voy a hablar con el mayor.
¿Dónde lo puedo hablar? ¿No? ¿No? ¿En todo el país?
Sí, sí... pero la cadena de Fasquies.
¡Ja, sí!
¡O sea, Mr. Pec!
¿Estás mirando por qué vinimos aquí?
No, no es nada, creo que me la estoy.
No, no, no, no.
Pero mi sonreú, mi sonreú, mi sonreú, mi sonreú.
¿Eres el sonreú?
No. No, no, no es el sonreú.
De la pinta en la una, en la pinta.
¡Ah, chico!
Y la llum.
¿Ese sonres?
No, no.
Six meses, ahora, se han visto para su vacío.
Bueno, cuando se ha pasado, ¿cuál es el día de hoy?
Crabón es el día de hoy, San Felipe.
¿Cuál es el día que ha pasado?
Que te guste.
Te guste el día de hoy.
Llui, siempre, siempre es difícil.
Hasta esta vez. ¿Cuál es el día?
Domenico Torio, es friend Dominico.
Esta cadera es la semblance de Dominico, ¿no? ¿Vas?
¿Vas a escuchar algo?
¿Ves?
Vamos.
¡Dónde te cuento!
¡Fale!
¡No te cuento!
¡Entonces te cuento!
¡A mi soy un poco más!
¡A mi soy un poco más!
¡Fastre, solo tienes la idea!
¡Juega, no!
¡Dónde te cuento!
¡Pasta, ¿qué quieres?
Llui,
que mando a la calle de la casa de San Felipe.
¡Tenes una Motorzor!
¡Also! ¡Also! ¡Also, se ha por la cara!
¡Sep well! ¡Also, hasta el otro, comente!
¡Also, hasta el otro! ¡Also, allí, sin nada más!
¡Also, allí, despendizan! ¡Also, allí, ¡Also, allí, sin nada más!
¡Bast載 el皇ente! ¡Also!
¡Also, allí, destellemos la Ciudad de Luis! ¡Also, allí, destale!
¡Tieu, está el r物il, ¡a ver lo que hay! ¡Vacen lo que hay!
¡Caguadre, cierra el r요, esa es la distancia!
¡Más savez, ese es el rixe, no sé!
¿Pai?
Sí, con el río.
El día siguiente, el chino de mi alma,
va a ser marido.
¿Tú?
¿Tú pensé que es Dominikos en Mábodeo, maybe?
Yo creo que no es el señor.
Tienen dos amigos en el botón de Hevifalco.
Uno de ellos dice que la otra dice que es un accidente.
Es no para las personas que piensan o no me gustan.
¿Qué no puedo hacer?
En las reglas de la policía, el señor.
Me lo iba a dar en un accidente.
En las manos de sus amigos,
él fue muerto.
Para mi secreto, para Dominix,
para la segunda persona,
tenemos que ver la verdad.
Para esto, me preferí que un hombre
que es profesional y imparcial.
¡Vamos!
¡Vamos!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós!
¡Adiós...
¡Maldito cuando no algo c waters,
oman por allá ganar un juego de detalle,
además hablaron en la potenciafonía,
donde actuaron mis puntos al guondado y un enflótono ennimos,
que estaba Stuyan,
estaban prohibando.
He hecho este máximo de muertos,
y se entró hasta el lugar.
Después de 2000 horas hacerla un lado,
...y la gluta de la Everything, y la Coscada de la Coscada.
Vosquí, me suelo, eso es todo, no me suelo.
¡Eso es posible!
¡Hilen, hilen, hilen, hilen.
Mi brother,
era tu vida que me ha sido aquí en el judgmento del dominectorio.
Antes de que me quede,
¿de alguna más preguntas que te hagan a ver?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
¿de alguna manera de Commission de la Evidence de la Evidence?
...to offer against him.
So be it.
As you know, as well as I,
there is only one verdict here.
The charges dismissed.
The court is adjourned.
Everyone was still for a second, like a big table.
Oscar, white-haired and dignified on the platform,
looking down at Domingue,
and the rest of them all on their feet now,
with their eyes.
He was the first to move, turning slowly,
walking out through the crowd toward the door,
looking tentatively from face to face.
Knowing now, he hadn't been acquitted at all.
As one by one, they turned their backs on.
I felt terribly sorry for Dominic,
until he walked past me.
I got a look at his face, at his eyes.
In my record, I see that look more often than the next guy.
I never saw it any clearer than I did now.
It was fear, and hatred, and guilt.
So I left you talking to Fascade Vatalameo,
and walked back down to the loft to the Museo.
Rosalía, Rosalía.
I told you Vatalameo was not here.
I've seen Vatalameo, I want to talk to you.
Sit down.
I don't want to.
Sit down.
That's a good girl.
It was quite a place to the Museo.
I catch all for everything not to go.
You would run across in 60 odd years of living on the sea or next to it.
From a ten-foot shark pickled in formaldehyde,
to a life-size figure of Captain Kidd,
complete with drawn sword, lace cups,
and fresher chest at his feet next to the door.
I turned back to Rosalía, sitting on a rumcag under a flickering hurricane lamp.
They only liked in the room.
What do you want of me?
Vatalameo wants the truth about what happened on the San Felipe.
They decided that at the meeting.
They already did.
They did.
I mean Dominic, how did they decide?
Dismiss the charges.
No evidence, no witnesses.
It was the only thing Foskey could do.
Do you feel better?
It doesn't bring back my Louis.
No, it doesn't.
Dominic's gone free now.
From both the law and his people.
No vengeance for Louis.
Why were you crying when I came by tonight?
Haven't I the right to cry with my Louis?
Drop it.
Why didn't you go to the meeting afraid to give yourself away?
I didn't feel like it, that's all.
You're a Sicilian Rosalía.
Vengeance is pretty important to you.
If you'd loved Louis, you'd have been there screaming for Dominic's scalp.
You shut your mouth.
But no, your sad home cry.
Not for Louis, but for Dominic, right?
How long it had been going on?
Did you know Dominic was going to kill him
when they put out in the San Felipe?
Why would Dominic kill him?
Well, that's a stupid question.
He's in love with you.
In love with me.
I love with me.
Drop it.
Drop it Rosalía.
In love with me?
Oh, I wish it were so.
Huh?
He killed for me.
Has that what they say?
It's all very flattering, very.
I love Dominic.
I've always loved Dominic since I was a little cry.
I threw myself at Dominic.
I begged him to marry me.
That's not easy for a girl to do with this fate.
I begged him and I promised to work for him to be a slave.
You know what he did?
He laughed and he stood upon me.
And you!
You stand there and you tell me that he murdered for the love of me.
You wouldn't walk across the street.
All right, all right.
Take it easy now.
Come on.
Take it easy.
So, so I do the silly woman thing.
I promise myself to Louis.
To crazy Louis to a madman.
Crazy?
You don't believe that, huh?
Louis the great, you capione.
A chap, you know, the crab fisherman.
Who dares to fish right on the breaker line.
Catches more crab than anyone else.
Louis the fearless.
You know why he's stainless?
He's too crazy to be afraid.
What do you mean?
He muttersy.
He talks to himself in great riches.
A thousand of dollars.
Of him and me.
Louis the crab fisherman and me.
Living in the finest house in North Beach.
When was this?
Last week.
He went up in much of the Mayo's attic when night and he came down
with a big angle of his raw wax from the wax works.
It's a saw, he called it.
A stupid lump of wax.
And he held it up before me, so.
And he says with a mad gleam on his eye.
From this Rosalia, from this apple car for us,
the biggest, finest house you can dream of.
Here.
Look.
What's Captain Kid got to do?
He puts it in the treasure chest.
See?
You will keep this as secret Rosalia, he says.
If you love me.
And he laughs again like a madman.
You love Louis, majorie?
I hated him.
He's too good to be phoned.
A triangle notion had to go.
You got hardly blame Rosalia for thinking he was crazy.
And the treasure chest was a hunk of talent.
Not a very fresh hunk at that.
And Louis routine with it must have hit her like the graveyard scene from Hamlet.
Therefore, having no theory, no evidence, no witnesses, I also had no motive.
As always, in situations like this, I did the sensible thing.
I went home and went to bed.
Or I thought I went to bed.
Hello.
Spade?
Yeah.
I got a tip for you.
No?
Find yourself a nice dirty divorce case somewhere and stay out of North Beach.
This is almost sounds like a threat.
All at advice.
There's a hundred bucks in the mail for you.
You'll get it this morning.
Plus a bribe?
A gift.
Can I keep it if I don't play?
If you don't play, you won't need it.
I suppose it's useless to ask who this is.
Louis, majorie.
Play that again.
Louis, majorie, shall I spell it?
You might explain it.
You talk, Rosalía.
They're good at for yourself.
Sure, sure.
So she never loved you and you knew it.
So you go over the side when the coma hits swim ashore, then discover they think you're dead and decide to leave it that way rather than go through with a wedding.
You got it.
I got more.
So life without Rosalía and North Beach is impossible.
You can't face the shame and loose talk.
It goes with a busted wedding.
So you're going over the hill and find a new life for yourself.
Wait a minute, Spade.
Oh, there's more.
There's more.
So you're tossing over a car, a bank account, a boat worth $7,000.
Walking out on your old man to say nothing of three years of apprenticeship and six years of hard work to get where you are.
I understand perfectly.
And you're being a little insulting.
I make a lot of my dough with my big flat feet.
But I do make some of it with my head.
I'll try again.
You don't believe I'm Louis, majorie?
That is the general idea.
And it might surprise you to know that five minutes ago I was ready to chuck the whole antipasto.
Now I'm back in with both feet.
What's with the music box?
Nothing.
Would you know, Louis, if you saw him?
I've seen his picture.
Fine.
I guess I'll have to prove it to you.
If I satisfy you, I'm willing to do it.
Will you stay home?
Scott.
How's on it?
Now where do we prove it?
You know, Castellani's got it.
Halfway out in the warp yard.
There's a ramp running around behind it.
I'll see you there in a half hour.
I know just what you're going to say about Talameo, but I didn't go alone.
Roscoe was right there with me.
With his safety off.
It was the kind of spot San Francisco puts on once a year for the tourists.
Just a nail down its position as runner up the London.
I had to feel my way along the row of dark chowder houses to Castellani's.
Except for the fog horn and the lapping of the water below, there wasn't a sound.
The only cheerful thing in the picture was Roscoe, who was now out of my pocket at the ready.
I used up to the corner of Castellani's.
There was an alley between it and the next building leading around on the ramp over the water.
Stay.
I could see the grove is cigarette first.
Then I made him out in a slouch hat and overcoat.
He was standing at the rail.
Stay.
Right here.
Well, you satisfied now?
I'll let you know.
I moved out from the side of the building and walked toward him.
You must have known about Roscoe because he didn't move.
Just let me come right up next to him.
I was stupid, sure.
But it wouldn't have worked for him except for the fog.
Two feet away, I saw what I thought was Louis with a booby-trap.
The hat and overcoat were slung over a piling with a burning cigarette than the rail next to one of his leaves.
I rolled a one-side dust in time, the knife slashed through the padding on my left shoulder and he was on me.
Roscoe went into the plank and I took on the arm with a knife with my two hands, 32 teeth.
Unhappily, overlooking a spare foot to you what to do here.
I went through the railing like an assailant version of a sea wolf,
arriving dust in the lymphed and soothing waters of San Francisco Bay.
At the moment, I was not sorry.
You are listening to the weekly adventure of radio's most famous detective, Sam Spade.
The
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The most famous detective, Sam Spade.
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And a reminder, this Sunday also means another gala broadcast of The Big Show.
And now back to the Crab Bluey Caper, tonight's adventure with Sam Spade.
The Big Show
Wedding my finger and holding it up in the wind, I quirkly determined where north was,
and just as quickly decided there was no percentage in swimming the golden gate.
A bright blur on my starboard bow, called the mind the old saying,
where there's a light, there's light, so I headed there.
Three strokes this side of exhaustion, I pulled up at what scoop to be a landing,
with a Jacob's ladder, the top of which I found the rear entrance to Foscate.
For more accurately, Foscate's private office.
Adora was open.
Oh, I'm Sam Spade, I've been swimming if you're wondering.
What tella me or tella me about you?
Didn't say you were crazy.
Well, maybe he didn't know.
You wouldn't have a brandy lying around loose, would you?
Sure, sit down.
Thanks.
I think I saw Louis tonight.
Louis?
He's possible.
Where?
Yeah.
Foscate, Foscate.
Oh, hit me again.
What do you mean?
What about Louis?
Call me up, said he'd meet me there.
Just try to knife me.
Oh, but it's impossible.
Is it?
Why would he play Dane?
And why would he try to kill you?
Maybe he's crazy.
How do you mean?
You've heard of the dear old lady who had the trunk full of pancakes, haven't you?
Hmm.
Louis saves old tallow.
Captain Kid's treasure chest at the Museo is full of it.
Who told you this?
Rosalia showed it to me.
Eh, may I help you, sir.
Thanks.
Might be a good idea to call another meeting and tell the people.
Make it easier for Dominic.
Funny.
It was a whole meeting here.
I alone did his guilt.
Good thing they made you the judge, Jerry.
You might be six feet under by now.
Got a cigarette.
You're in the box and next to the phone.
Thanks.
Yeah, I went right along with him, too.
It shows how wrong you can be when...
When when?
When you go by emotions and not by evidence,
this is quite a cigarette box.
It stops when you put it down.
Well.
I suppose now you'll drop your assignment.
Sure, sure.
I'm a detective, not a psychiatrist.
You've got a lunatic running around.
That's your problem.
Good night, Flaski.
And thanks for the brandy.
If Roscoe had been along, I might have played it differently.
But when you're sitting across a coffee table from the guy you suddenly realize
as the wet cement all ready,
you do what I did.
Make polite noises and concentrate on getting out on two feet.
Hey, it's Cole Swindle.
And when I spend 200 days a year rolling down the highway,
the bus can start to feel smaller than a guitar case.
Everyone wonders how I stay chill while the hours crawl by.
Truth is, one good luck spent on shopping,
and one good luck,
and suddenly the trip does a whole lot shorter.
Found in your space,
even when there is a much despair.
Need some chill?
Let's chamba.
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It was seven to three.
Dominic was stationed in a handy closet,
listening to the whole thing,
which was handy since the next obvious move
was his room in a house on Jefferson Street.
A rooming house owned an opera
by a four-cusage bosom type lady known as Mama Luca.
Oh, thank you.
I don't know nothing.
I don't know nothing.
You're scared, Mama.
Did Dominic threaten you?
No, no.
Don't ask me that.
Look, look.
He killed Louis Majora.
I got to know why.
I don't know why.
I don't know nothing about it.
Louis came here?
Yes.
Louis came here the night before it happened.
Why?
I don't know.
He was all excited.
I had full of wax.
Wax?
You know.
What about it?
He showed it to Dominic and he went into his room
and talked and then he ran off to send a telegram.
Telegram office, huh?
Well, since his official business,
I can let you read the office copy.
Here.
This message just came in tonight.
Dominic Torio, regarding your inquiry,
analysis of samples sent here by Louis Majora,
highly promising.
If quality uniform and weight correct,
would estimate value minimum $60,000.
Partly Associates Van Coover B.C.
A lump of smelly stuff that looked like old tallow,
picked out of the ocean in worth $60,000
with a strong enough cooper,
even stupid Sam to pick up.
I left the telegram office on the double
and pulled up at the Museo-Majoré ten minutes later.
The blasted block is jammed.
He was too busy to notice me.
I slid a mornin' spike out of a rack next to the rum keg.
Oh, look.
Must be luck.
I hate to do this, Pascal.
Wait a minute, mate. Wait a minute.
The next voice you'll hear will be the nurse
with a breakfast tray.
What's all the mail?
What did you...
Look.
What?
What have you done?
His honor was playing Pandora with Captain Kid's Treasury.
Today's your book, Sam.
Who is it?
Fusky.
Surprise.
Fusky.
Why would he, of all people...
He likes a buck as well as the next one.
Possibly even more when there are $60,000 of them.
$60,000?
Yeah.
Is he mad?
Like a fox.
Now let me pry this cover off.
There.
What is this?
It may not look like much to you and me,
but to a perfume manufacturer.
It's prettier than the Venus de Milo.
Ambergress.
That's what happens when a whale gets a tummy ache.
Louis must run on to a 10 days ago.
I didn't mean it.
$60,000.
Yeah.
That's the big wire of it, by telomeo.
What now?
You think Fusky...
You won't.
Talk neither will Dominic.
They're next and they know it.
Still two men alone in a fog and a boat.
See.
There were only a witness.
There was a witness.
The eye of God was on Dominic when he did it.
The judgment of God dissuited the Nishur.
Dominic knows it.
Do you think so?
I know Dominic.
Where you ask?
There's a way to find out.
What time is it?
A buster one.
There's time.
Where do you keep your razor?
Racer?
Yeah.
I'm going to shave Captain Kid.
Which I did, finishing around 2 a.m.
During the next three hours, I got wet cold and seasick
and the older names.
But made it back to the Museo
and time for a couple of stiff horns that grapple
for you and I also down to the war.
Where Dominic was picking up faith for his crabnets.
Dominic?
Huh?
All the polonail.
And the senior sped.
I remember Mr. Spade.
Yeah, last night in back at Catalonis.
I don't know what you're talking about.
What you're talking about?
Sure, Dominic.
It's all a horrible mistake.
Are you off me, will you?
Herbert Poskey said didn't you?
They dropped the charges.
I'm innocent. They cleared me.
That's just why we're here.
We want to make it up to that point.
What's in your mind?
You did lure your great favor, Dominic.
When his 32 crab pots got too much from the handle,
you went along to help him.
Today, we're going along to help you.
Now, when do we cast off?
There's a float up ahead.
What's going on?
Yellow and red.
Is that yours, Dominic?
That's mine.
Great.
Pull up alongside.
Well?
What's this all about?
I told you, Dominic.
What are you trying to do?
Break me down.
He's dead in an accident.
You heard me fast.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Forget it, Dominic.
We love you like a brother.
I told you truth.
I told you truth.
What are you trying to do?
Torture me.
Is that what you want?
No.
The matter is another answer now.
What?
You mean?
There is always one witness.
Isn't that Dominic?
Oh.
That's what you mean, huh?
Is that why you came to tell me that?
That's a good one.
All the wheels spayed out, baked by net.
I'll spit in your eye when they old men.
When they when you get smart.
You want a whole house?
We were both watched and hauled a lot.
You had fun.
I don't know that.
Prattling to himself like a little kid whistling in the dark.
He was a lousy actor.
Hale under his sunburn and drenched with sweat.
I won't let you pick it up.
I'll coil by corn.
That's what I'm going to prove.
Then I begin to come slower.
And make it stick.
When I can prove it in court, I'll sue you for your plea.
Hey.
What's the matter here?
What's pulling on this line?
Maybe it's your conscience, Dominic.
It's heavy.
The Lord moves in strange ways.
Hey.
Get it up on you.
Let me help you.
There we go.
One, two, up.
Lee!
Get away from me!
Let go!
Lee!
No!
No!
I hold Lee up onto the deck.
And the grisly sight he was, too.
But the knife still sticking in his back.
I figured that that was where Dominic would put it.
And I was right.
Not that it mattered because Dominic wasn't thinking logically
from the moment he saw Louis' body tangled in his crab line.
He sang us all 50 verses then and then they repeated them
for the police and I go for later when we got him to headquarters.
It looks like a first-degree rap for both him and Fusky.
But I'm waiting till it happens before telling him the corpse
was Captain Kid, Minus Beard and Ruffles.
Period and of report.
Damn.
Again and again I rediscover you.
And each time a new facet, a new thrill.
You're just wonderful.
It's true, true.
But it pleases me to hear it from you, F.
And so I proposed to reward you in a fitting manner.
First, tuck, tuck, tuck, a carburetor for your wash your head.
And second, ten free tickets to the Museo Mejari.
Third.
Backs out.
An invitation to accompany me, your employer,
to browse upon two bowls of Chappinos and I to Castellanis.
And fourth.
Backs out.
Damn.
Cowded girl, cowded and bless you.
What you're at complete with carburetor will call at your door
and precisely one hour.
Until then, then.
Good night, Sam.
Good night, sweetheart.
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