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The amazing Mr. Malone.

Operator. Operator. Depth me the office of John Jay Malone.

The national broadcasting company presents the amazing Mr. Malone, an exciting half hour of mystery starring George P3 as the lawyer who's practiced before every type of bars become a legend.

Our locale is the city of Chicago, the time the present, and the hero of these weekly adventures, the amazing Mr. Malone.

Malone's the name. John Jay Malone, attorney and counsellor of law.

You know, it's often said that no visit to Chicago is complete without taking in the field museum, the stockyards and yours truly.

And as you probably guessed, I'm the one who often says it.

My hobby is collecting cliches.

Tonight I'd like to chart out for your inspection, the little number that goes as strong offense as the best defense.

As a case in point, I give you Steve Kemper.

Mr. Kemper is the stockier of the two gentlemen getting out of the elevator on the fourth floor of the Belvedere.

He owns the Banger Club, the luscious gambling joint, this side of Vegas.

And if you're wondering why Steve keeps patting his right hand coat pocket as he marches along, that's because he's carrying his life insurance there.

But obviously his associate, Curly Michael, doesn't approve of that policy.

Don't like it, Steve. I don't like it one bit. Then maybe you better wait downstairs, Curly.

Well, look, Steve, I didn't mean it that way. Well, I did.

And suppose friend Willard gets tough. I only hope he does.

Okay, I'll be done in a lot. Now you better make it in the car.

I may want to leave real fast.

Take it.

Oh, is it?

Room service.

Yes, it's back.

Hello, Willard.

Wait a minute.

I'm even willing to wait too, but suppose I do it inside.

Who the devil are you?

I'm Steve Kemper.

I take it, you heard of me.

Who hasn't?

I was in your joint a couple of weeks ago. It's a nice layout you got there.

My daughter isn't bad either.

Vicki.

I don't follow you, Kemper.

No, you didn't waste any time following her.

Maybe the shoes on the other foot. Maybe she's the one who did the chasing you.

Check that back.

Easy, fella.

You're going to stay away from Vicki, do you understand?

No, she'll think you're being a little melodramatic. That type of father went out with East Lim.

I'm warning you, Willard.

You're warning me. Did it ever occur to you I might be in love with Vicki?

Don't make me laugh.

What about your wife?

Vicki knows all about mushroom.

Does she know all about your other women?

Francis Carson, Paula Lewis, Nora Stone.

Shall I go on?

You've been doing some research.

Uh-huh.

Look, Kemper, I know I'm no bargain.

But neither is your daughter.

What did you say?

You ever do any check in there?

Would have paid you.

We're two of a kind right out of the same deck.

Maybe that's why she's got it for me.

Are you dirty?

No, you get it.

You got it.

Drop it.

I'll kill you.

Oh, you old ghost.

Come on.

Drop us.

Only allow one chance for customers.

You want to play rough?

I will too.

Come play like that.

Hello.

And I got a hunch I'm a lot better at this game than you.

Hello.

I'm telling you, Steve.

You should have stopped up first to see a doctor before I brought you home.

I said no, Kirby.

Keys are in my side pocket.

I got them.

It's the small one.

So we would think I was never here before.

Who is it?

Only me, Vicki.

Me and Kirby.

Help me in the bedroom fast.

I don't want to.

Oh, too late.

Well, aren't you a lovely sight?

I had an accident.

Yeah.

It was all my fault, Vicki.

You see this car was coming tonight.

I got a lying, Kirby.

I just finished talking to Willard.

And you know?

Yes, indeed I know.

I'm only sorry.

He didn't kill you.

Vicki.

I'm mean.

Oh, no, honey.

That's no way to talk to your old man.

You just talk, baby.

Whatever I tried to do.

Whatever you tried to do.

Why can't you mind your own business?

Well, if you knew what he said about you.

And every word was true.

Vicki.

Every single word.

And you know why?

Because you've always spied on me.

Because you never let me do anything I want.

No, that's because it's gone.

Don't say it.

It's because you were afraid I might take after my mother.

Well, I don't blame her for running off.

That's enough out of you.

I can imagine what a much of a life being married to you.

Always watching, always spying.

That's not true.

I don't know how she stood it as long as she did.

Well, I've had my field too.

I'm going to live my own.

Vicki, where are you going?

Vicki, come back.

Maybe I haven't handled it right, but whatever I do.

Vicki.

Nobody home, huh?

Oh, I swear.

Okay, I'm coming.

Hello, Long.

Do I know you?

I think so.

Well, the voice is familiar, but I can't place the face.

What happened to your old one?

That's not funny, Malone.

Well, my writer goes to bed at three.

Can I come in?

Look, Steve, you know my office is in the Prescott building?

Sure.

Do you never there?

Why didn't I think of that?

See that?

Thanks.

I want to drink.

You look like you could stand one.

No, I'll pass, but don't let that stop you.

It never does.

I'll come right to the point, Malone.

For my money, you're the best lawyer in Chicago.

Never mind the con, Steve.

What's on your mind?

Vicki is running around with a wrongo.

Party named Willard Grant.

I tried to break it up tonight.

Are putting your face in his fist?

Yep.

Obviously, it didn't work.

No.

What do I do now?

Well, legally, you can't do a thing.

You can't force a man out of town

because you don't like the way parts is here.

There's nothing to prevent you from arriving at an agreement

that will affect the same thing.

What do you mean?

Fire him off.

Suppose you went to this willard and laid it on the line.

Now, if I were handling it...

Why don't you?

You get him to agree to leave Vicki alone.

I'll pay whatever fee you think is fair.

Look, Steve, I hate like the devil will tell you this,

but you're a little Vicki.

Suppose we leave her out of this.

You take care of Willard. I'll take care of you.

How much can I offer him?

Ten grand.

You don't care how you spend my money.

What?

It's just a bad joke.

I think I left most of that door at your place

trying to make a seven the hard way with two, three and a half.

Okay, Steve.

Make out your check.

I'll do what I can.

Yes?

I beg your pardon.

What for? You haven't done anything.

Not yet.

But I'm afraid I made a mistake.

The desk clerk told me this was Willard Grant's room.

I must have known what he was talking about.

Well, if you're the hotel chambermate, I'm moving here myself.

He would be wasting your time.

I'm staying at the Stockton, Mr.

Malone.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

Well, I'm staying at the Stockton, Mr.

Malone, John Jay Malone.

Maybe you found the key?

We made an awful lot of astounding tests.

This is a pleasure, Mr. Malone.

Mr. Malone, I can't tell you either.

Come on out of here.

You arrive at Fur Garage.

It was going off.

I was on my way, darling, when I ran into the gentleman.

He reasonable charm.

I mean, we started to realize that.

Wasme once said that happened.

I said that stretched.

Did you give him the orders?

I said that requestingions.

Mr. Moyle.

Oh, when he became my wife?

Yes.

Yeah, but I kept talking.

Hmm.

Mmm, lovely girl.

I'm glad you approved.

Just someone would think you two don't get along.

Well, then.

If they judge by appearances.

I think you gathered my name as Malone.

So?

I'm a lawyer while at I represent Steve Kemper.

Get out.

At first, I'd like to show you something.

Well?

Why'd you impress?

One way ticket to L.A. on the Super Chief

and a check for $10,000.

You know what you can do with it.

Don't be a sap friend.

That's as high as Steve will go.

You won't get any more through Vicki.

How would you like a punch in the nose?

How's that?

What's the matter? Don't you think I can?

Let me fill your muscle.

Look, Malone.

Yeah, I guess you could.

Okay, Willard.

Don't break yourself.

I'm practically on my way.

Thank you, Clem.

Steve?

Yeah.

Hello, and I just saw our boy Willard Grant.

And?

He threw me out.

How much does he want?

Grace yourself for a shock, Daddy.

I think he's in love with our Vicki.

Oh, don't talk like an idiot.

It does seem impossible, doesn't it?

Well, he wasn't interested in $10,000.

Okay, Malone.

Thanks, anyway.

What are you going to do?

I don't know yet.

I'll let you know when I make up my mind.

Yeah.

I wonder if I have the right party.

Are you Willard Grant?

Yes.

Well, this is indeed a pleasure, Mr. Grant.

You don't know how I've looked forward to this.

Who are you?

Leslie Brett.

So, you've never heard of me.

I don't know to spoil your day, little man.

Chicago's full of people I never heard of.

I suppose that's true enough.

All right, what's on your mind, Leslie?

Well, I've been asked to deliver something to you.

Where did I put it?

Oh, here it is.

What's the idea of the cannon?

Handsome, isn't it?

I call him Marvin.

You have a little...

I wish you wouldn't take this personally.

Believe me, I've nothing against you.

Thanks.

I mean that sincerely.

Who sent you here anyway?

And I you couldn't expect me to divulge the name of my client.

And Steve Kempfer, wasn't it?

Please, don't press me, Mr. Grant.

Much as I'd like to oblige.

Look, if you don't put that thing away,

I'm going to take it and ram it down your throat.

I think you'll mean that.

I most certainly do.

Well, in that case...

You'll have to forgive me, Willett,

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So like they say in Time Magazine,

death with a little 45 came for Willard Grant

at the ripe old age of 34.

But the first I knew of it was some 12 hours later.

I was relaxing in the steam room at Gus' getting a massage.

And out of the fog I heard a familiar voice and it rubbed me

the wrong way.

That's a lovely back he got there Malone

and wouldn't I love to plant a knife in it.

That wouldn't be Lieutenant Brooks with it.

When a bet, come on Malone, it's time to be amazing.

What are you babbling about?

We've got a fellow downtown who's crying for your services.

Steve Kempert.

And what Steve alleged to have done?

Oh that's what I love about you Malone.

You're so legal.

What's your alleged to have done?

There's nothing alleged about it.

He killed a boy named Willard Grant.

You mean Willard's dead?

Well most people generally are when they've been murdered.

And you think Steve did it?

And I have fooled.

You certainly are.

Come on, I want to talk to him.

Oh no you don't.

Look, Brooks, I'm Steve's lawyer.

You can't stop me from saying it.

I can if you insist on going like that.

Put your pants on Malone.

Or don't you care how people talk?

I tell you Malone, I didn't kill Willard.

You've got to believe that.

Oh I do, Steve.

Lieutenant Brooks is the boy you got to convince.

Go on, Steve, you want to try, I did.

I don't be a sap Brooks. Where's his motor?

Oh you're joking, of course.

Don't you think we know he sent you around to get rid of Willard?

And Steve made an attempt on Willard's life yesterday?

Well, one time was Willard killed.

And three this morning.

Three a.m.

Yeah.

And that lets me out.

Oh you got an alibi?

Sure.

I was at the club.

A hundred people must have seen me.

So what?

So what?

How could one man be in two places at the same time?

Well who said he was, Malone?

I didn't say Steve actually shot Willard.

You didn't?

No, I said he was responsible.

He hired someone else to do the job.

How do you know that?

Well at Desclerc told us that five minutes before the shooting

an odd looking character asked for Willard Grant's room.

The Desclerc also told you that this?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

But the Desclerc also told you that this odd looking character was hired by Steve.

Well doesn't it figure?

Not the way I added unless you take Steve for an awful jerk.

No, no.

I think he's a smart operator.

What do you think a smart operator would pull so many boners?

How do you suppose it would look to a jerk?

How do you tell me you're the lawyer?

All right.

They've never believed that Steve had a fight with Willard, tried to gun him, buy him off,

and arrange for his murder all in the space of 24 hours.

It's too patty.

Then you believe it's free.

Don't you?

I'll let you know after I think it over.

Do that.

Listen Steve.

What do you think might have framed you?

Nobody.

How about your club manager, Curly Michael?

With a yachty of mind.

Well, what happens to your club if anything happens to you?

Of course, to Vicki.

Well, imagine I almost forgot about her.

What are you getting at?

What was Vicki's reaction when she heard you had trouble with Willard?

I didn't tell her about it.

No, but Willard might have, and suppose he got so disgusted he packed her in.

Oh, you nuts.

I will soon find out.

You're not to bother Vicki, understand?

You want to rest to make my charm, Steve.

Who says I'm going to bother her?

This and the law.

Sorry, our time's up right Lieutenant.

Right.

And let me out.

It's time.

I was amazing.

It's just one of those things.

Just one of those crazy things.

One of those bells that now and then rings.

Yes.

Hello, Vicki.

What do you want?

No, Lover.

That's no way to talk.

Someone to think you weren't glad to see me.

Maybe right.

If they're looking for my father, he isn't here.

I know, I just saw him.

He's in a bad spot.

I hope he'd been.

Careful, Lover.

You don't know what you're saying.

I hate him.

And I want to be there when they strap him into the chair.

I don't think they will.

They wouldn't acquit him.

Would they malone?

It's a cinch.

I'm representing him.

Your watch?

Listen, Lone.

If you get him off, I'll kill you.

I mean that.

I'll kill you.

You let me go.

You never always did everything he could for you.

Oh, ask him to.

He was always in a hurry.

Always spying.

He thought Willard was no good for you.

How would he know?

Willard was a married man.

So what?

He was the only man I ever loved.

He was no good.

And what makes you think I'm any better?

We were two of a kind, he used to say.

Right out of the same deck.

And he was right.

He'd left you in a month.

Never.

No matter what he said, he never...

What did he say?

It's not your business.

Maybe I can guess.

Suppose you were living on borrowed time.

Suppose Willard told you we thought you were more trouble than you were worth.

You'll get out.

Well, we got to think of things like that.

Are you going to get out of here?

Sure, lover.

But you're such a fascinating creature.

Don't blame me if I come back.

Well, it's about time, Mr. Malone.

Huh?

Have you any idea how long I've been waiting?

How did you get in?

I used these.

You're a bold one.

Not I.

Shut the door, won't you?

It'll be kind of stuffy.

Worst comes to worst.

I can always let a little air in through you.

With this.

Not in me.

Hey, that's real good.

I thought so.

Now what?

Now suppose you sit down over there.

Over here?

That's fine.

You're probably wondering who I am.

I got an idea.

You're the odd-looking character.

The desk clerk saw shortly before Willard was gunned.

What did you call me?

That was a quote.

You'll think you're smart, don't you?

You're one of those forceful men who knows all the answers.

Well, I care for you.

You're working yourself into a sniff.

I've got a good mind to...

No.

Well, you're not going to make me angry.

You thought you would, didn't you?

Believe me, that was the furthest thing for my mind.

Now tell me you're scared of a little gun.

Yeah, they remind me of weddings.

Very funny.

Yeah, I guess not.

Well, what can I do for you?

Nothing.

But you could do something for yourself.

Such as...

Such as getting up Steve Kemper as a client.

Why should I do that?

Because a friend of mine wants you to.

You wouldn't consider telling me this friend's name.

What do you think?

Yeah, I think you wouldn't.

And if I continue to represent Steve?

I'll be back to see you again.

Only next time Marvin will do the talking for me.

Marvin?

Mm-hmm.

My gun.

You say that's real cute.

You and Marvin are bobsie twins.

You always go out together?

You'll find out.

Well, what do you say, Mr. Malone?

What can I say?

I'd be a fool to represent Steve after this.

Thanks for dropping around, friend.

I hope you won't go to the trouble again.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Just a second.

Hello, Marcia.

You want to know you?

Oh, I thought I made a definite impression.

Don't you remember we met in Willard's hotel room?

Oh, yes.

Yes, you were on your way in.

And you were on your way out?

Yes, how could I forget the name's Malone, isn't it?

Uh-huh.

You didn't bite me to drop around.

Yes, and I met it. Come in.

Thanks.

Hey, hey, this is quite a layout.

I'd certainly hate to pick up the tab for this.

Let me take your coat.

Lover?

You got it.

Sit down.

No mind if I do.

Don't you think it's a little crowded for the two of us on this chair?

You'll find a sofa a lot more comfortable.

Okay, let's try it.

No, no, I mean by yourself.

But I can sit by myself at home.

Well, after all Malone, you've got to consider my position.

My poor husband is lying dead in the morning.

Yeah, you're really broken up about that, aren't you?

What's your guess?

I suppose you were upset when he said he was going to get a divorce in Marri Vicki.

Who told you that?

Well, then he did plan to marry you.

You never would have gone through with it.

He was in love with it.

It never would have lasted.

No, you sort of that.

And what made you send Junior around to frighten me off?

Who?

The character who keeps company with Marvin.

Are you out of your mind?

No, but you must be if you thought that would do the trick.

Get out.

What's wrong with me anyway?

No one seems to want me around.

First, will it then Vicki now you?

Are you going to get out of here?

Yeah, but it's lucky I know a police lieutenant who's crazy to have me around.

It reminds me.

How about I check on him, too?

Hello, lieutenant?

Oh, no.

Look, Malone, if you don't quit hanging around police,

said quarters people who talk.

So they might.

Look, look, Malone, you're breathing me on one thing.

You're a lawyer, no?

I'm a lawyer, yes.

Now, why can't you act like the rest of him?

Get your suit, Chris. Go to court.

For my ways better, this way I don't have to drag around a briefcase.

I'm telling you, Brooks, you better let Steve go.

He didn't kill Willard.

I didn't say he did. I said he was responsible.

The odd-looking character did the actual shooting.

Suppose I told you I saw him.

When?

He was waiting for me in my apartment.

And you let him get away?

Oh, he let me get away.

Why didn't you stop him?

Are you serious?

He could have killed me.

That's no excuse.

I'd tell you, Brooks, this is our boy.

He was carrying a 45 that he kept referring to as Marvin.

Why didn't he shoot you?

You seem disappointed.

I am, I am.

All right, what was he after?

He wanted me to drop Steve Kemper as a client.

And he couldn't have been working for him.

Eureka, you finally saw it.

You're going to let Steve go?

Well.

Here's your head, Brooks.

I crucify in court.

I told you before, the case against Steve was too packed.

How who would want me out of this, man?

Me, for one.

Come on, I'm not climbing.

OK, OK.

I'll order Steve's release.

Now you're talking.

Now how about you talk?

Who sent that boy up to see you?

That's easy.

The same party who was behind Willard's murder.

Well, that tells me a lot.

Who was that?

This wife.

Willard's wife, Marcia.

Oh, so you think she's the foul, Miss Grant?

I know she is.

She's got the best motive of all.

Willard was going to divorce her to marry Vicki.

So?

So this is a little girl who would never let go of a meal ticket.

Did you see her suite at the Stockton?

Mm-hmm.

I bet it runs at least 75 bucks a day.

A hundred, I'd check.

Well, what do you think the money came from?

She was probably bleeding Willard to death

and when she saw the ride was over.

Oh, she had him killed.

Right.

At Malone, there's just one teeny thing wrong with that theory.

I feel like a cad for even mentioning it.

Right.

Well, Marcia happens to be the daughter of Sylvester Braden.

The guy who owns half a stocky eye.

Yeah, yeah.

That girl's got more dull than Fort Knox.

So she had Willard killed for his insurance, huh?

I guess I was wrong.

You guess you were wrong.

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You can talk about your luck at the Irish,

but to me, it's strictly hearsay.

Here I had it so neatly figured out

that Marsha Grant was responsible for her husband's murder.

Lieutenant Brooks had to go and drop his bomb.

After the explosion died down,

I sat there for five minutes with us saying a word

which must have established some sort of a record.

Malone, your mouth's open, close it.

Listen, Lieutenant, I made a mistake.

No.

Okay, so I was wrong, but I see it all now.

Oh, no.

There's one character we've been overlooking in this little drama.

All right, who?

Curly Michael.

Curly Michael?

Yeah.

But he works for Steve.

That doesn't preclude extra-curricular activities.

He could have double crossed it.

But you heard Steve say if anything happened to him,

the club went to his daughter.

But you know, Vicki, how much effort do you think

it would take to swindler?

Not much.

There you are.

Five will get your ten.

Curly was the boy who sent that gunman around to scare me off.

You know, I hate to say this, Malone,

but you might have a point there.

Well, they ain't going to do us any good here.

Let's go stick it in, Curly.

Your dice, Mr. Steve.

Any house limit, huh?

They get light on yourself.

Shoot five grand.

You're faded.

Fans, coming out.

Come on, guys.

We good to pop up.

There's four in three.

You'll do it.

What?

H's the point.

H's the point.

I got two breaches.

Says he's right.

Oh, hi, your counselor.

Hi, Curly.

We want a word with you.

We?

You know Lieutenant Brooks.

Sure is that.

Take over the game.

Will you tick?

I'm going to be busy for a while.

Let's go to Steve's office.

What's on your mind, counselor?

What's always on my mind?

Okay.

That ain't going to get Steve out.

Why haven't you heard Curly Steve's been released?

Why?

Yeah, I'm surprised he's not here yet.

He left ten minutes before we did.

Maybe he stopped off at the apartment to see Vicki.

What do you think of her, Curly?

Don't ask.

I am.

Well, if she was my kid, I'd break her back.

You never appreciate anything Steve done for her.

No, if anything happened to Steve, this club would go to her.

I know.

I guess it wouldn't be any trouble for someone to counter out of it.

You had to would serve her right.

He's a no good little...

Go on, Curly.

What were you saying?

Well, Steve, am I tickled to see you?

The fellas would just tell him...

When he came in, it looked like you were telling them.

I don't stop in my account, okay?

If you weren't blind, you'd see she's a mother all over again.

Shut up!

You got anything else to say?

Oh, I've said my piece.

And I suppose it's my turn, Steve.

Suppose I told you that Curly tried to frame you for Willard's murder.

Oh, you're crazy.

You know how he feels about Vicki?

If you went to the chair, he'd take this place away from her in twenty minutes.

You're wrong.

Show me where?

Curly's been with me for fifteen years.

So?

So, last Christmas, I offered him a twenty-five percent piece of the joint.

I suppose he turned it down.

He certainly did.

Who needs it?

Well, what do you know?

I know you better do some fast talking.

Looks like I was wrong again, Lieutenant.

Looks like you've got any more bright ideas.

Yeah.

And this one's a dilly.

Now, look, Malone.

I've had enough.

I mean it, Lieutenant.

Ask yourself this.

Who is the first to know if Steve's fight with Willard?

The first to know I flop when I try to buy him off.

Vicki?

No.

Steve.

What are you talking about?

I'm sorry it had end like this, Steve.

But every once in a while, one of my own clients turns out to be it.

Believe me, it couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

Just one of those crazy things.

Say they.

One of those bells that now remain ringed.

Very.

Just one of those things.

Mario.

Oh, it's something bothering you, Lieutenant.

Yeah, yeah.

Why I don't take off my shoe and club you to death with it.

I said all along that Steve was the party behind Willard's murder.

Why'd you let him go?

Why did I let...

Who said the case was too bad?

Well, it was.

Then in that odd looking character around the scare me off was a beautiful touch.

It didn't seem possible that Steve was behind that.

Was he?

Of course.

And that convinced us he was being framed.

I still want to know where you're better on Steve.

Well, it all came down to motivation and Steve had the best motive of all.

He was the one who really hated Willard.

He thought he was bad for Vicki, so he got rid of him bad.

Oh, I didn't even go well with himself.

He tried it once and all far he got.

Now that hired Gunzel was a much better bet.

Incidentally, did you pick him up yet?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And Cicero, his name is Leslie Britt.

What about Marvin?

Marvin.

Oh, Marvin, Marvin.

You mean his gun?

We found that on him too.

Naturally, they were going steady.

You know, I'm alone.

I can't get over it.

What?

Talk about switches.

There were two here.

One, the cop was right all along.

It'll probably never happen again.

There may be, maybe.

But secondly, secondly, this is the first case I remember,

where the guy who was making like a private detective

wasn't popped on the head.

Say, that's right.

Yeah, well, let's hope that never happens again, either.

Good night.

Ever hear the story of the incurable gambler?

This boy would take a chance on anything.

He found out murder was a bad breath.

I'll tell you all about it next week,

so why not pick me up in my office at the same time?

I'll be waiting for you.

Good night.

George P. Frey was starred as John Jay Malone

with Larry Haynes as Lieutenant Brooks.

Our program is written by Gene Wang and directed by Richard Lewis.

The amazing Mr. Malone is based on a character created by Craig Rice

and produced by Bernard L. Schubert.

The events and characters in this story were entirely fictional

and any resemblance to persons living or dead

is entirely coincidental.

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