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The Falcon - The Case Of The Sweet Swindle

Old Time Radio The Falcon·Mar 22, 2026·29:52

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It's early Sunday afternoon in New York and a stocky character named Joe Hardy runs up the

steps of a small rooming house on New York's west side. And the reason for Mr. Hardy's

hate is apparent. Joe has just struck gold and he's on his way to notify a fellow prospector.

Irene! Irene, open up. Is that you, Joe? Yeah. Okay, wait a second.

It's good to see you, baby. How are you? A lot you care.

Oh, you're not sure about my stand-up last night. Of course not.

Oh, come on, Irene. I got great news. Don't tell me I got a job, Joe. I couldn't stand that.

Yeah. Well, take a look at this. Where'd you get that money?

Never you mine. This is just the dumb payment. There's plenty more where this came from.

Joe, what are you done? Nothing great before. You sure? I'm positive.

Have you ever heard of a guy named Walter Blake? No. How about Larry Nichols?

Nichols, the bookie? That's the boy. This guy Blake is bankrupt. Wait a minute.

To me, I remember reading something about him. Isn't like the guy whose wife ran off and took

his daughter with her about 15 years ago? It's like in that Irene, almost 20. The cops never

did sign them, did they? No, the cops didn't, but someone else was lucky. What are you

getting at? I know where Blake's daughter is, Irene. What? And there's a 50 grand reward

still out for her. Where is she? Not very far from here. In fact, I'm looking at her right now.

Why are you out of your mind? What's the matter? It doesn't mean

wall of Blake's daughter, apparently. No. Like it no one a minute, I'm not the right girl.

I doubt it. The kid was only seven years old when her mother dragged her off and kids changed a lot

into 20 years. Incidentally, I forgot to mention. Her name was Irene too. How's that for a coincidence

boy? It's stink. Joe, you can't be serious about this. Can't I? No, you'll never get away with it.

What am I told you that someone very close to Blake is furnishing me with all the necessary

information about the kid? Who? That's none of your business, but this party is in a position to

get everything we need. By the time you and Daddy Blake meet, you'll know all the answers.

I'm not going to do it. Oh, yes, you will. Oh, no, I won't. Every time I've listened to you,

I wound up behind the eighth floor. You said that before. Let's get the strain, Irene.

I've got an appointment with Blake tomorrow afternoon at three. By that time, I expect you to know

everything there is about his daughter. Here's a list of stuff I want you to remember.

Hey, what's your idea of tearing it? I'm not going to do it, Joe. Pick up those scraps. No.

I said pick them up. Well, all right, now sit down and put them together.

By the time I get through with you, you're going to know those questions and answers so well.

You'll be able to do a get shot on the quiz kids.

Hello. I'd like to talk to Walter Blake, please. This is Walter Blake speaking.

Hi, Walter. This is Mike Wearing. Oh, oh, yes, Mike. Hi, I heard you were approached by a character

named Joe Hardy who claims he can put you in touch with your daughter. So my advice to you is

to have nothing to do with him. This wouldn't be professional jealousy. Who would it, Mike?

What are you talking about? Just because Joe Hardy is a competitor of you.

I love Blake. I called you as a friend. This boy Hardy is a private detective, sure, but he's also a

figure. He'll clean you out like a hoover vacuum. You're a fine one to talk. Just because you could

never locate Irene. You don't want anyone else to succeed. You thought she was boy, she was dead.

Now listen to me, Wal-Earn. Sorry, I have the time, Mike. Larry Nichols and I are supposed to meet

Hardy at three. I'm not going to take a chance when you are delaying us.

Hey, look at it rain, Blake. Hey, you look at it, Nichols.

You sure this fellow Joe Hardy steady be here at three? That's right. Well, that clock's almost

a half hour slow. What are you supposed to keep him? Maybe it's his conscious. What do you mean, Nichols?

I wouldn't kid you Blake. We've been partners too long. From the little you've told me I wouldn't

be surprised if this boy Hardy is a phony. Mike Wearing. I don't care what he claims.

Hardy had a piece of the dress Irene was wearing when a mother took her away. Is that why you gave him a

thousand bucks? Yes. You're supposed to be a tough mark. Look, Blake, I know how you feel about

this, but didn't it occur to you Hardy could have gotten the description of the dress from the papers?

No. We never released it. Well, I still think you've heard the last of him.

Why don't you just forget them? Come in.

Oh, Uncle Warner. Oh, Hugh Jerry. What's the matter, my disease carry?

Your uncle's a little disappointed, kid. What did I do now? It's not you. That Joe Hardy character.

Hasn't he been here yet? No. What don't worry, uncle? It's pouring outside. He probably was detained.

Let's hope it's permanent. Why? I think your uncle's throwing his money away. Well, I don't

agree with you, Mr. Nichols. He's got no family but me. If there's the slightest possibility of this

girl turning out to be Irene, why shouldn't he gamble a few dollars? It's not just a few dollars

and fifty grand. I still think they're good odds. If you ask me, that must be Hardy. Come in.

That's almost a Blake. No, I'm late. I couldn't get a cab. Well, the important thing is that you're

here now. I don't believe you know these gentlemen. Oh, no, I know. This is my partner, Larry Nichols.

A pleasure. Hello. And this is my nephew, Jerry. Glad to know you, Mr. Hardy.

It's my own home. Where? Now we can get down to business. Well, you know, my Mr. Blake,

I'd rather be alone. You're afraid of witnesses? I've cut it out, Nichols. You're a crook, Jerry.

You want to be careful with those accusations, Mr. Nichols. That's enough. I'm old enough to

look after myself. Well, if that's the way you wanted Blake, that's the way I wanted.

Are you coming, Jerry? Good luck to you, Uncle. Nice knowing you, Mr. Hardy. Yeah, see you around

some time. Nice boy enough, you. Yes, Jerry's all right, but you're interested in someone close

to home. That's right. Well, I promised you more evidence that this girl was your daughter,

Irene. Well, would you happen to know offhand what she was carrying that they she just

been? Yes, yes. There was a red school bag trimmed with black leather. Anything else you'll

remember about it? The Renichols I be were embossed on the top. Let me open this package.

That's Irene's bag. I was sure it was. Oh, where did you find it? In Los Angeles.

Simple, I don't want to dig it out. Where is she now? Aren't you forgetting something, Mr. Blake?

Huh? Oh, well, you mean the reward money? Uh-huh. I've got it right here.

Here. It's in $100 bills. Just as you ask. That's fine. Well, where is she?

2126, Thomas Avenue. 2126, Thomas. Yeah, she's living in a finished room under the name of Irene Kent.

Does she expect me? Yeah, I told her to get me around, uh, around five.

I can't thank you enough, honey. Oh, I don't thank me, Mr. Blake. It was a pleasure to save you.

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I'm sure you and your daughter will be very happy to come up with it.

Hello, Irene. Yes. You're not. Yes, I am. I don't know what to say.

Why don't you start by inviting me in? You'll have to excuse me. I know.

Not every day you find a new father, but you'll get used to it. Did I turn out the way you expected?

I don't know what I expected. You were only seven when your mother took you away.

Incidentally, where is she? She died two years ago.

Well, why didn't you let me know?

Mother never mentioned you. We didn't even use your name.

Well, didn't you remember anything at all about me?

Very little, I'm afraid.

I've made a million plans, Irene. Now the first thing we've got to do is to get you out of it.

Where did you get that picture?

It's mother.

Carried up.

Oh, not dad.

I'm sorry, Irene. I had no right to ask that. Your mother did a terrible thing to me,

but she was crazy about you.

Yes, she always worried about me. Remember how she wouldn't let me use the skate you bought?

Yeah. We had quite a fight over that.

I know it was the same story when you brought home the bicycle and the pony.

She accused you of wanting to kill me.

You remember the pony?

Like it was yesterday.

He was a brown shetland with a white dawn as known.

You remember the saddle I bought?

It wasn't a saddle, it was a cart.

So it was?

What's the matter, father?

I'm just trying to figure out something.

What?

How you learned about that pony and cart?

I remembered it.

You couldn't very well, Irene.

You see, I ordered a pony for your eighth birthday,

and it was delivered the day after my wife ran away.

I don't understand.

Yes, you do.

You're not my daughter.

You're making a mistake.

No, but I must take high mavers earlier today when I believed your hearty.

You're not Irene.

Stay away from me.

You're not my little girl.

Where is she?

No.

Where is she?

You're wearing her to use this place as an officer, something?

Please, please, Nicholas.

My friend Ed is a very sensitive fellow.

The name of this place is Ed's luncheon Ed.

Do you see the big red sign?

And it's for an office, does fine for that too.

But now I want to eat.

What do you say we order?

Well, I've already...

You go ahead.

Oh, Jerry's not here yet anyway.

Okay, when he gets here, we'll talk.

Say, Ed.

Oh, hi, Mike.

Glad you dropped by.

Well, what's good today, Ed?

Now, that's a fine thing to ask a cook.

Natural, everything's good.

Oh, oh, most humble apology, Ed's better.

Yeah, well, what's especially good?

Well, let's see.

I got some real good shrimp, Mike.

I could make a shrimp salad I know you'd go for.

You know I'd like it, huh?

I sure do.

Because I make it with Miracle Whip.

And the salad dressings on might be an important part of a salad, you know.

Oh, I sure.

Why, did you ever hear of a self-respecting salad going out without dressing?

Oh, really, Mike.

Salad dressing adds flavor.

Like Miracle Whip here, it adds a real peppy flavor.

Mmm, sharp.

But not too sharp, Mike.

Most folks say Miracle Whip tastes just exactly right.

What do you know?

The craft salesman told me that Miracle Whip outsells the next 20 leading brands

of salad dressing combined.

That's true.

Sure.

So it's really America's favorite salad dressing.

Folks must like it a lot.

My customers sure do.

Hey, smooth, huh?

Yes, here is Mike.

Miracle Whip is just as smooth as that.

Well, I don't know.

Ed, uh, huh?

I meant the cute little blonde that just went by.

Oh, well, all right, I'll have that shrimp salad.

And make it with plenty of Miracle Whip.

Oh, I'll be a pleasure, Mike.

You sure you don't want anything that goes?

No, no, no, thanks.

Okay.

We'll see.

Here comes our boy now.

Hello, Jerry.

Ha-ha!

Sit down.

Hello, Wary.

Neckos.

Has Neckos talked to you about what we want yet, Mike?

I love it for you, Jerry.

When I year my uncle's friend,

Mike, you've got to do something and do it fast

before there's any more trouble.

Well, maybe I'm sick, but I don't see what you two want done.

And don't look at me, Wary.

This is Jerry's, baby.

I'm washing my hands of the whole business.

It isn't a proof of Blake giving Joe Harder that money, Neckos.

No, I smell the rat right from the beginning.

I warned Blake this would happen.

Where's your uncle now, Jerry?

That's just the trouble.

Mike, we don't know.

We called Neckos about a half hour ago.

What did he have to say?

Nothing much.

Only he got a lead to Joe Hardy.

And he made an appointment to meet him at his hotel later tonight.

Well, I don't think there's much chance of Hardy

showing up after this.

Oh, that's where your wrong.

Hardy doesn't know what my uncle wants him for.

Well, he must have some idea, Jerry.

Nope.

According to Neckos, my uncle told Hardy

he was so pleased that the white things turned out.

He wanted to give him a bonus.

And you don't think Hardy will fall for that.

He probably learned what happened from that girl.

That's what I told Blake, but he said the girl wouldn't talk.

What's the preventive?

And I can think of several things.

All of them uncliffed.

What do you suggest, Mike?

If my uncle finds Hardy there, I'll kill him.

Now, you're the only one who can reason with him.

I didn't have much luck when I tried it earlier today.

What's the name of Hardy's hotel?

It's the park side.

It's off Madison.

What time was the appointment for him?

One o'clock, I think.

No, it's almost that no.

By the time I find a car.

Well, you can take my car.

I thought yours was in the shop, Jerry.

Now, I got a new one this morning.

Wait a minute.

Here's the keys, Mike.

It's parked right in front of the place.

You can't miss it.

It's a convertible.

OK.

How do you like that?

After the big buildup that gave us about the salad,

I have to rush off without touching it.

Well, stick around.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Oh, all right, Mr. Pullover of the Curve.

That's an officer in a hurry.

You can't stop me now.

Oh, can't.

I guess you can.

I'll get out.

What for?

I'll ask so many questions.

All right.

Where's your license?

I got it right here in my...

What's funny?

You left it in your other suit.

Hey, I must have.

All right, give me the ticket.

Let's get it.

All right.

Give me the ticket.

Let's get it over with.

Just take it easy.

But where's your ownership, Kurt?

I don't have any.

What happened to that?

This car doesn't belong to me.

Didn't your mother tell you it wasn't nice to steal?

Oh, don't talk like a jerk.

This isn't hot.

Isn't it?

No, I bought it from a man named Jerry Blake.

You should have told him in advance.

What are you talking about?

No, find out.

Look, officer, all this can be straightened out,

but I haven't got time to do it now.

I suppose you're bound on a mission of life and death.

You're not kidding.

No, only it's going to be your life, Mr.

if you don't start following orders.

Now get in your car and follow me.

All right, Baker, open them up.

You're going to visit the wearing.

Jerry.

Hello, Mike.

Look, will you tell us big stuff I already have?

Believe me, Mr. I'm just a cop.

I got a signal to pick up a hot car and I did.

What hot car?

Well, I showed you the record didn't I?

We got a call at 9.45.

Jerry, do you report the car, sir?

No.

But then who else put it?

It was Larry Nichols.

Nichols?

Yes.

He was with you when I left Ed's luncheon at.

Well, he left right after you did.

Is that so?

Yeah, he said he had to get back to work.

Well, maybe I can imagine what that work is.

What do you mean?

Come on, we're an hour late now.

I'll draw you a diagram on the way over.

Not for the superintendent, say Joe Hardy was on.

Eight, eight, eight, eight.

It's matter with you, Jerry.

You look bad for him.

I am, Mike.

I can't believe there's any connection between Hardy

and Larry Nichols.

Well, it's got to be.

Nichols was the only one who knew I borrowed your car.

So he must have been the one who reported it stolen

after he left Ed's place.

What was the point?

To delay me in getting here in time

to keep her uncle from laying hands on Hardy.

Here's the elevator.

Come on, get in.

Oh, OK.

It just doesn't make sense.

If Hardy and Nichols were working together,

all Nichols would have to do was phone him

and warn him that my uncle was on his way over.

Well, maybe he didn't want to warn him.

I don't get it.

Maybe Nichols wanted Joe Hardy to get himself killed.

How do you figure that?

Well, who would take the rap?

Why my uncle, I guess?

And your uncle and Nichols were business partners.

And if Nichols has been playing fast and loose

with partnership funds, he might want your uncle

to talk to a way where he couldn't ask any embarrassing questions.

You're crazy, Mike.

I would soon say, let's get down this way.

Then you think we're going to find Joe Hardy's body, don't you?

I don't know what to think anymore.

Hey, then.

And the, uh, here we are.

I borrowed the keys from the superintendent, the boy.

The whole party won't object.

I don't think he'll be in a position to.

The lights switch.

I want to be somewhere around.

Oh, I got it.

Mike.

Shut the door.

You are right.

No, I wasn't.

I was wrong.

Why?

Look again, Jerry.

This isn't Joe Hardy.

This is your uncle, Walter Blake.

What do you want?

Well, that all depends.

You, Irene Kent.

Who wants to know?

Well, I beg your pardon, my name is Mike Wearing.

That still means nothing in my young life.

Well, we'll have to remedy that in the future.

If you have a future.

What kind of a crack is that?

Judging from those bruises on your neck, Irene,

someone must be awfully peered at you.

What do you want, mister?

OK, where's Joe Hardy?

Why?

Walter Blake was murdered tonight.

Blake, did Joe kill him?

I can make out a very convincing case,

so you better start talking, Irene.

You know, an accessory to a murder.

Well, I give you my word, Mr. Wearing.

I didn't have anything to do with that.

You pose as Blake's daughter.

I didn't want Joe made me.

Where's Hardy now?

I have no idea.

I haven't heard from him since early this morning.

Did he know that Blake discovered you were a phoning?

He did.

He didn't get it from me.

Why not?

Why, I didn't know where to reach him.

At your told Blake where Hardy could be found.

I didn't expect Joe to be there.

Who put your boyfriend up to this window?

I don't know.

Come on, Irene.

Who supplied all the background material?

I swear, I don't know.

Well, I've got an idea.

And for your sake, I hope it turns out

a little better than my last.

Go, Mr. Second.

Sorry to disturb you at this hour, Nicholas.

Oh, Mike, I commend him.

Sure, thanks.

You're about Blake?

Yeah, tough, huh?

Well, I warned him not to have anything to do with Hardy.

So did I.

But I still can't help feeling this is partly my fault.

Why?

Maybe I would have gotten there in time to stop it

if I hadn't been grabbed by the police.

Grabbed by the police?

Yeah, oh, didn't you know?

They picked me up while driving Jerry's car.

They had a report at a stolen.

Who did that?

I'm glad you asked me, Nicholas, because I had an idea.

It might be you.

You blown your top, Mike?

Thought you were going to stay at Ed's place until I returned.

Well, I had some business to attend to.

And you gave it all to me.

You're out of your mind.

Did it ever occur to you that Jerry might have notified the cops?

Oh, sure.

But I like your qualification is better.

First of all, you were working with Joe Hardy.

You gave me all the information you needed to pass Irene

off as Blake's daughter.

And you're forgetting I was the one who told Blake not to pay.

Sure, that was smart of you, Nicholas.

That way, you gave yourself an out.

Hey, couldn't have been too smart if you got the goods on me.

Well, I had help.

Irene told me your name.

You're lying.

She didn't...

Yeah, you want, Nicholas, finish it.

She didn't know that you were in the operation.

No, you told me that yourself.

Jerry might have dug up that picture of Mrs. Blake

and a few other bits of information.

But he never would have known about the dress and the pony.

He was only a kid himself at the time.

Got it all figured out, haven't you?

I like to think so.

Well, tell me something.

Did you figure on this?

And put away the gun, Nicholas.

That isn't going to get you anything.

That's where you're wrong.

For one thing, it's going to get me a head start.

And yours is just a head to supply it through.

Who's there?

Nothing that gets frightened about Irene.

It's only me.

Joe.

What's the matter, baby?

You act like you're seeing a ghost.

Well, I thought that...

What?

I'd skip out on you.

Now, you know Irene, that's not my type.

What are you doing here?

I got a date to meet a friend of mine.

What?

What a date to meet a friend of mine.

For the name Larry Nichols.

Nichols?

Yeah.

All right.

I don't think you'll be here, Joe.

Why not?

Well, a man named Mike Wearing was here about an hour's going.

And?

But...

Well, there is to it.

No, there must be a little more.

What'd you tell Wearing?

Nothing, Joe.

Except?

Well, when he said Waller Blake was murdered, I...

You gave him every little bit of help you could.

I didn't tell him much, Joe.

Well, that's not your fault, honey.

After all, how much did you know?

What bothers me is what you might say of Wearing got back to you again.

No, I...

We can't take a chance on that, baby.

So listen, Joe.

No, why?

Irene, you can see that for yourself.

The first opportunity to crack wine open.

Now, what are we going to do about that?

Well, well.

I guess Joe doesn't know what to do either.

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Several hours a pass since Mike Tangled with Larry Nichols and came off second best,

and now our hero staggers to his feet and heads for the foam.

Then, with none two certain fingers, he dials the police.

I'm in the second precinct, Sergeant Lewis.

Hello, Sergeant.

This is Mike Wearing.

Well, I don't know you've been Mike.

We've been looking for you for the past hour.

Well, I was out.

Where?

Just plain out.

Look, have you picked up Joe Hardy yet for the Blake murder?

Oh.

Well, while you're at it, you might as well get out an alarm for Larry Nichols,

and you're probably too late for a girl named Irene Kent.

How'd you know that?

Well, it's figured.

Hardy must have taken her away with him.

Let's weigh her on, Mike.

She was left behind.

I can't imagine why.

You would if you saw her now.

She's got two big bullet holes right where her heart used to be.

Yes?

Hello, Jerry.

Why?

Hey, what happened to your head?

Oh, just trying to prove what goes on when an irresistible force meets in your movable object.

Come on, Ed.

Sit down.

Anything new?

Yeah.

Irene Kent was murdered.

What?

Shopped, to be exact.

Apparently an hour or two after I first spoke with him.

Was she able to tell you anything?

Enough to convince me I was right about Nichols.

He was working with Joe Hardy.

I can't believe it.

Now, they can take it from me.

It's true.

What do you think I picked up this nut on my head?

Nichols?

Well, did he get away?

Yes, but I don't think he'll get very far.

I still say you're wrong.

Why, he told my uncle in front of me that it was a mistake to deal with Hardy.

Well, I explained the reason for that before.

You're even using it to clear him.

If the fellow I like to lay my hands on is Joe Hardy.

You think he's the one who did the actual killing?

I will know as soon as we get a look at the gun.

I suppose if the slug they took out of my uncle matches those they took out of Irene, that'll be it.

Just about.

Yeah, but suppose Hardy gets rid of the cat.

I don't see how he could.

If anyone was to do that, it would have to be you.

What are you battling, apply?

Well, I'm sorry to give away your little secret, Jerry.

But you killed your uncle and Irene Kent.

Ed?

You'll help.

More coffee, please.

Yeah, me too, Ed.

Right with your powers.

Go on, Mike. I'm sorry, I interrupted.

That's all right, Sergeant.

You practically got it all anyway.

No matter what I stand, that Jerry was the one who notified us to pick you up in that car.

Yeah, sure.

That gave him enough time to go over and kill his uncle.

I can see his reason for that.

With his uncle, Ed, and with no other family around, Jerry would come into all of Blake's dough.

Uh-huh.

But what was his motive in killing that day, Irene Kent?

The fact that he had no motive.

Wait a minute.

He or her, man.

No, thanks, Ed.

Now, you see, Sergeant, when you found Irene dead, let me to believe her killer was he the nickels are hot ears.

And she was tied up with him.

Go on.

All right, now consider what would have happened if all the Blake was the only victim.

Sooner or later, you would have realized that Jerry was a suspect with the best motive of all.

By killing Irene, he made it appear that her death was tied up with the plot to clip his uncle.

And we knew definitely he had nothing to do with that.

Well, what put you on the right track?

Well, you'll grant me that the one who tipped off the police to nap me on that stolen car rep was the murderer.

Yeah, but how can you prove it was Jerry?

Easy.

That's too bad I didn't think of it in time.

So Jerry's car was a brand new convertible.

He'd only gotten it yesterday.

Nickels never saw it.

You were surprised when Jerry volunteered the keys to the car.

So how could Nickels report a stolen?

He didn't know the make, the color, or the license number.

Hey, that's right.

I only wish I thought of it before I knocked myself out.

You don't know what a problem this raises.

Why?

Well, Blake was my client, and he's dead.

And Jerry won't even talk to me now.

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