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of nineteen fifty one, and the title is Air for G Street. Most Saturdays at this time we spend an exciting half hour adventure and action with America's public here on number one hop Along Cassidy. Well, even two fisted cowboys take some our vacations when they can, and Hoppy is no exception. But hop Along and Topper, we'll be back with us riding the CBS air trails again four weeks from tonight, September twenty second. Get this and get it
straight. Crime is a sucker's road. Those who travel had wind up in the gut at the prism of the grave. There's no other end. They never learn. From the pen of Raymond Chandler, outstanding author of crime fiction comes his most famous character in the Adventures of Philip marlow Now, with Gerald Moore starred as Philip Marlowe, we bring you tonight's transcribe story Air for G
String. There's nothing really wrong with a hot summer. But if some sadists really wanted to bring out the worst in anybody, particularly me, after a steaming day, all he has to do is expose me to air conditioning. Take for instance, the broad View Hotel, which was on Olive Street in downtown LA. It ground out alternating currents of cold air from what could laughingly be called the lobby. I'd revolved through the usual doors and stood squinting into
the icy darkness. When my eyes leveled off again, I made my way to the elevators, sinking into the deep piled carpeting up to my hot and cold ankles. By the time I reached room nine to seven two, I was in the first stages of a chill. Yeah, conditioning is a marvelous invention. It guarantees the summer cold for life. Oh you're mister Marlowe's that makes you, mister Alman? Huhan, come in sure, Yeah, you're nothing like i'd pictured you. Mister Alman, sit down please, mister Marlow
pictured me. I don't understand. Well, all my life i'd heard about Philadelphia lawyers. Somewhere along the line, I drew up a mental eight by ten of a Yeah, well it doesn't matter. You just don't look the prototype. Perhaps that's because I'm only a junior partner in the firm, mister marlow Yeah, maybe that's it. You know, it's an odd thing about prototype, mister Marlow. They'll trick you. Oh. For example, I've always had the idea that men in your well, i'll call it a profession.
That's nice of you, that men in your profession always wore trench coats. Yeah. Well, let's cause Bogad looks so good in them. Yes, Well, about our business together. I'll be here in Los Angeles a few days, representing the firm in a number of ways. But while I'm here, I hope to locate a man by the name of Buff Ryan to say that first name was Buff. Yes, odd name, isn't it.
Yeah, let's beside the point. This Buff Ryan, it seems, has inherited a small amount of money from a maiden nap who passed away some time ago in Philadelphia. According to our information, my firm's executor of her estate, mister Ryan came west about a year ago, and until approximately six months ago he could be reached at a Waring Street address in care of A. C. A. Douglas. But our corresponds to him there has been returned marked unknown at this address. That's the last record you have on him.
Yes, that's the last we've written to this Sir C. A. Douglas, but received no answer from him. I've called him since I arrived in town. There's been no answer. Well, maybe they've both left town moved away. No, that's possible, of course, But but perhaps you'll find that out when you get to checking on mister Ryan. I see, well, I'm to find him if I can, and tell him about this inheritance. Ah. By the way, how much is it? Five thousand dollars?
Just about Misleader's entire estate? Miss Leader sounds like a comment. Her full name, you may want. That was Julie Leader, Julie Leading. I'm sorry I can't show you a picture of mister Ryan. I'm expecting one to be sent out to me while I'm here, expected at this morning as a matter of fact. Yeah, well maybe a description of him will do.
Have you ever seen him? No? No, but we were able to find out that he's slightly less than six feet tall, like brown hair, straight blue eyes, weighed about one hundred and eighty pounds when he left Philadelphia a year ago. No distinguishing marks about him, according to our description. Oh yes, and he's about thirty five years old. Oh that's pretty complete. Oh you better let me have the last address you have on Ryan, So, of course, yeah, I've written it down for you with
the phone number I've been calling. I'll be handling most of my business affairs right here at the hotel, mister Morlew. I'll appreciate it if you'll check in occasionally, let me know your progress. Oh, sure, be glad to stay around three o'clock this afternoon. Okay, tell you everything I know. But then yeah, but then it might not be a thing. I know your reputation, mister Marlow. You'll find him, I'm sure. I don't get me wrong. It needs to be fun. I'll probably find him,
but I have missed you know. That's why I should want to rock the confidence of a Philadelphia lawyer. I don't know. Maybe it was because Martin Alman, for all his conservative Brooks Brothers attire, looked too much or not enough like what he was supposed to be. Maybe it was because the East Los Angeles address he had handed me for Buff Ryan was essential to be
thirty degrees hotter. It was too wearing. Street was lined with gray little houses, surrounded by small gray lawns dotted with straggling gray trees, a color scheme was the direct result of long years of constant neglect. I knocked a long time on the door of the Cia Douglas residence. A porch was livid
with old papers, an assortment of throwaways and leaves. The only response I got was muscrawny cat, also gray, who leaped up on the porch rail as spit and yowl at me. I yowled back and walked off the porch in the general direction of my car. That's when I noticed a smaller gray house behind this one, the same lot, and I thought I saw a curtain at the front window. Moves slightly. I can't dog my steps back to scene. Yeah, oh, pardon me, but I'm trying to locate
Sea Douglas. Does he still live in the house in front of you? I don't know. I haven't seen mister Douglas in quite a while. You you think he moved away? Maybe? I don't know. How would I know? I don't know. Well, Look, I'm in kind of a hurry. I'm getting dressed to go to work. How long have you lived here? What difference does it make? Did you ever know a guy named buff Ryan? Of course not? Why? Of course not? Why not? Just know. Listen, I don't know hardly anybody, and I don't
know you now it's the phone. Go away, where do you please? Mister? No? No, I don't think I will. Honey. She was told, very blond, very good to look at, a fresh blue housecoat wrapped around just the way it shouldn't. And even after I entered the spotless little living room, the faint aura of her cologne lingered on. I couldn't tell anything about the phone conversation she was having the next room, but I could tell a lot about her by the several scantily clad pictures of her
that greeted me from various points of the room. Yeah, I could tell a lot about her. Hey, what's the idea? You just can't walk in here? Do you want me to call the police? And especially, I was just admiring your pictures, so yeah, you have exceptional handwriting. You're pretty nosy, aren't you. I particularly like this sample, where it says for buff darling my love blossom. Listen, mister, I got things to do, so run along allong? Have you known? Buff? Honey?
You think I'm kidding about calling the cops? Well, I do it all right, Only only one, Only I'm due downtown at work. I Oh, honest, mister, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. You've got no right to ask me questions about anything. Nothing says I got to answer. That's right, that's right. How do you sure don't now? Where's buff? I don't know. Drive it downtown and you can tell me all about it. Huh, you're driving me nowhere but out of my mind. I look like a good news for your boy. You'd want to
see me get out? Okay, Blossom, Okay, what time's your first show? How did you know? Yeah? I read the papers, and occasionally I've been known to contribute to the cultural progress of Los Angeles, you know, save the burlesque houses. The pictures sheet autographed the buff have been propped up between my sugar bowl and the Soul Shake of the Sunday Morning Before in the theatrical section of the Sunday Paper. Yeah, I didn't recognize it. With a house code on, and all the way back downtown, I
reflected on the advantages of being well read well. I parked in a lot on a side street at the north end of skid Row and stopped for lunch at a newspaperman's hangout nearby. It was almost time for blossoms first show. When I felt fortified enough to walk along the street, past the blank stairs of the Winos, the dank air of the Muscatel Missions, Blossoms flag flew above the Marquee Blossom a flower of burlesque. How many please? One? Huh? Thanks? So anything I can get in to see Blossom. I
don't see how you can miss the buying the ticket or all. No, no, no, I mean I'd like to see her personally in addressing room. I'd like to talk to her. Well, I'm sure you have my permission. Whether or not to get Blossoms is strict me between her and her moral fiber. You know something, You're not much help. You know something I don't try to be I'll miss you. I'm about to pass among you with these boxes of beating. Don't forget what eak I beg your yeah,
thank you very much, with the practice of every box. So let dealshes chocolate candy with the nuts, pick im very special break? Can you like go back? It wasn't gonna make a killing exactly. There weren't more than six guys in the place I wanted down the side aisle, the border one side of the stage and pushed the road. I found myself on a dark, narrow catwalk of the hallway. The show is gonna be out front. Back guys can't come back here. Let's guy, dude, where can I
find Blossom out front? About ten minutes? I'll wait for it back here. Thanks. Look, I can make myself clear if that guy wish you would. Your lighting system's very bad back here? Lights out front where a counchmack, Come on, get get easy, fellow, this is business. I don't like being questioned. That can happen. You won't like you if you don't get out of here. Your cousm too much commotion. I'll get
out front where you belong. Yeah, yeah, Look, I don't know who you are, and I can clear that up for your quick friend. I'm the manager of this theater and I'll run along like he Where can we talk in your office? Why should I talk to you? Because I'm a booking agent. I want to talk to you about Blossom. She's okay, we'll talk about something else. Where's your office? Look, the show starting. We can't stay back here. Follow me. You sure have a bunch
of art lovers in the audience. George, Sure, it's a class show. Come on through the store now. Then you're no booking agents. So what's on your mind? Blossom? And what's your name? Blue? George Blue? Would it mean anything to you if I told you that Buff Ryan's aunt Julie died in Philadelphia and left him five thousand bucks. Wouldn't mean a thing, wouldn't That's funny because you're the first one to fit the picture.
One picture, slightly under six feet tall, light brown hair, straight blue eyes, about thirty five years old, way about one eating And what are you trying to prove that you can see me? Maybe? So? My Philadelphia message doesn't interest you. Nothing about you interest me except how you got in here in the first place. Bought a ticket. Then go on out and see the show. I think I will. I also think I'll stick around and see Blossom after her performance. I wouldn't do that if I were
you, I'd see the show and get out. I don't want any trouble around here. I don't either. And if you see Buff before the show's over, tell him I'm out front. Would you? I said, I don't want any trouble. You're in a rut I walked down me I would let backstage. Of course, I'd already charted it. Blossom's costume was less than ure than her blue House good. It was a school of thoughts surrounding me that this was more affective. Near the door, I stopped a moment
in silent appreciation. Don't look at her like that. I didn't know. I want. Don't get any more ideas, but come back to your dressing room. I ain't gonna like that. I look, look, go back to your seat. Live it up. Blue said it was okay. You wouldn't say that, you know, it's better all I'd go telling me that it was better. Yeah, well you stay here. And there's the same voice I met backstage the first time, the same pungent odor of Muscatel.
Before he'd lurched back up the eyele, I'd had a good look at a twisted face and a pair of watery blue eyes. Backstage. I waited for Blossoms act to conclude. It did in just a moment. We'll return to the second act of Philip Marlow, but first love that Monday through Friday night session of Smiles, Beulah is back with Hattie McDaniel, again starring as an over generous, over anxious to be wed, overweight damsel holding forth over CBS
Radio. Starting this Monday Night, listen for Beulah and the Henderson Family in a new season of delightful day to day doings. Beulah joins the fall parade of stars back to CBS Radio on most of these stations, beginning Monday Night Now with our star Gerald Moore. The second act of Philip Marlow and Tonight's story Here for g Strait, I couldn't have been out long about eight bars
of imagination unless I'd missed the full chorus. At some point I was fuzzily aware of being carried sextile somewhere, then being dropped not too gently out of what set of the noisiest springs I'd ever heard. This music lowed me for a while, and then I heard a door slam. My head rolled off on the floor and broke. Come on, Marlow, you're not dead? Is that official? How'd you get in here? Anyway? You wouldn't believe
me if I told you. I hardly believe it myself. You're not supposed to be I know, I know, I know, I've had that pointed out to me several times. Now, yeah, and I didn't think I told you my name. Your wallet was on the floor. I can read. Oh good for you? Who hit me? And with what size sandbag? I don't know? You never know anything? Do you listen, mister Marlow? You've been barging in all day where you're not wanted. Why didn't you tell me Buff was a whino? Oh? Hey, look look that's
what's left of my head. Huh. I hope it hurts. I hope it hurt awful? How do you get your hope it did? I listen? You want? Pretty fed up with you? I'll just how you feel below what you told me. You don't want any trouble. Okay, okay, I'm going I'll blossom. What about Buff? I don't know? Never mind, Now, don't tell me you want another ticket. I'll make kid. I've taken the cure. How is there moral fiber like Gibraltar? You know a guy named Buff Ryan for free? I don't know my own mother?
You don't see your point? Yeah? Is mine memory getting any better? It's um clearing up a little well when he ain't here, which you ain't right now, He's um usually mother Morris's. That's for one, Mother Marris's flop house three doors down, or for two, try Tillies four doors down a saloon. Thank you. Mother Mars couldn't help me, lovable old
lush that she was. And a penetrating search of the twenty five cent bed she so revealed a lot of things, but no Buff Ryan Tillies downstairs next door didn't look very promising at first, but that was before I saw the twisted face with the watery blue eyes at the far end of the bar. Beside him, the unofficial dean and philosopher of skid Roll, Jay Fenton Prentice. I started taught them, but a cordon of winos surrounded me before I
could reach him. Him. Yeah, Prentice, I'm the one you call her brothers here off, make him breathe in another direction and let me talk the buff. We're a close association here, mister mannow outsiders, twill doc come on, Pratish. You know me well enough, perhaps wish to Marllow, but we know each other better my associates and I. My young friend Buff here quite obviously does not wish to talk with you. We are merely respecting his wishes in our the own way. Oh come on, look,
this is cockad. Maybe this isn't the place to say it, but you've inherited money. Buff, That's all I came to tell you. Yeah, you're right, Julie. Well i'll say anymore. Apprentis, don't let him get to me. I gotta get out of here. If you gentlemen will restain, mister Marlow are crazy fool Listen to me. There's a lawyer here, Philip to see it. He's like a broad view. Well, if I haven't said it, will Son day will The lawyer's name is Martin Norman,
rdiot cosa stupid adults. Yeah, thanks Prentis and nothing. Buff was nowhere to be seen. When I hit the street. It didn't matter. It was three o'clock. I delivered my message from Martin Norman. Buff could take it from there. No, I may be wrong, but most guys liked when herod dough Still, you can never tell with a wino. Buff was, as they say, bona fide. Martin Orman was glad to see me. That was a nice change of pace. I told him all I
knew. Didn't take long. I'm afraid you've had quite a bad experience, mister Marlow, I'm sorry. I'm sorry too. Oh. By the way, this picture arrived special delivery from Philadelphia about an hour ago. This the reluctant chap you tracked down. Let me see that. Oh yeah, yeah, that's Buff before Muscatel. You've done a fine job, mister Morrow. I made your checkout for you. Thanks. So he's going to try to
get in touch with Buff yourself and perhaps not personally. Of course, you're certain that wearing street or dressed the little house and back should reach him. Yeah, yeah, or I suppose you could get in touch with him through awesome of the Burlos did. Well, We've done all we can for now. Unfortunately I've been called back to Philadelphia. I'm taking a plane out in an hour. Or what about buffing the inheritance? Well, now that I know he can be reached, will mail it to him. After all,
we can force it, I'm now, can we, mister Marlow? Oh it doesn't look like we can. Yeah, well, he's all yours, mister Almany what Norman seems satisfied that we've done our job. So I left wishing someone would come up to me and tell me at what's a name? And left me five thousand clams. When I got back to my car, I had it all figured how I'd go home and forget what Martin had called quite a bad experience. One look inside my card told me it wasn't going
to work out that way at all. You weren't as long as I thought you would be, mister Marlow. And you get here from skid Row Prentis fly I always taxi. How nice for you? After you left Tillies, I fell to thinking, mister Marlow, a fall. It occurred to me that perhaps you are telling Buff the truth. All the time. I was It's not important now, isn't? Oh? Yes, I should say, it's quite important. Really, you mustn't be too hard on Buff, mister
Marlow. He's like most men on the road. He probably has his reasons for running, running from life, perhaps running from himself or others. Are you trying to tell me something pernice? Now? That would be presumptuous of me, mister Marlow, temper justice with mercy that much I say to you. I tell you Buff Ryan is running and with reason. If his reason interests you, then I suggest you set about finding out what it is. I was there any reason why I should no, No, there isn't,
but this much I do know. He has left the role and he is running. I saved Jay Fenton Prentiss taxi fair back to what he affectionately referred to was the role. Yeah, he wouldn't have followed me if he hadn't wanted me to know something peculiar about Buff And yet his odd code kept him from telling me himself. And I knew that code well enough to know that it had something to do with the police. Yeah. Well, like I say, I'm a curious fellow. Oh no, Phil, is this a
big time or small time crook? This Ryan? He's pretty small sergeant money if he is one, elish No, not that I know him. Well, we'll try Ryan just for size. H Buff's a crazy name. He's a crazy guy. You will have to look for it in the Moniker file. Here a hole of here, this is your guy. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it. Let's see that when you take it out of that. Yeah, I've seen that much of a record. Suspect um robbery chudges, dropped suspect extortion chudges. Why they bothered to take
his picture? I don't know. Elias ISAs buff Raglan Bob Rutlan to see a dog, see a Douglas. Hello, takes care of one question mine? Yeah, I take my word for it, kid, it does. And see last question in connection with the slang of Julie Leeder Philadelphia. Wait a minute, Aunt, Julie. Holy smoke. I knew I didn't like this Martin Norman. I didn't bother to check his record. I got the
picture, no wonder. Buff ran for me like the plague. Martin has suck at me into setting buff up for the kill Mallow the finger man. That's great, I like, get back to the theater and played me nothing. Yank Blossom plied the playoff stage, shoved her into my control like mad at the Little Gray House. Behind the Little Gray House, Prentice said, Buffett left skid Row. If he wasn't on Wearing Street, he might be anywhere, including dead. Martin was paying off a cab driver in front of
the house. Blossom killed me to the alley entrance in back. Please God, please don't let anything happen to him. Oh right now, honey, we'll make it in time if you just let us say. He's got to mister Morrow. He's my husband. Okay, okay, take it easy, baby, stand away from a blossom roll kill you not listen, Buff, Martin's coming in the front. You can't waste time with us. Don't believe you. You're part of the dealer. Hey, what is this? You
should have listened to me, Buff. I'm sorry, Blossom my head too. He's all right, he's just out. Listen. You've got to answer that front door. No answer it. I'll be right behind the door. He won't do anything too. You're just letting come in. I'm afraid. Oh my, come on, how do you do I I was looking for a gentleman by the name of Buff Ryan. I'm an old friend of his. I understood he lived here. Yes, yes he does. Is he at home? Now? Yes? Won't you come in? Thank you?
Thank me? I got his gun? Are you all right? Never felt better? Go throw some water on your boy and get him in here. Maybe you'll talk now, Maybe I will. No, Buff, darling, you're not hurt any more, Honey, I don't figure you. I guess Marlow. I thought you were on Martin's teen. I was at first when I thought the business about you inheriting the five thousand bucks was legitimate. Les he got against you. I saw it too, much. Once, about a year ago, I saw Martin killed Julie Leader. I was the only
one who saw it. I knew he'd give me the same thing if he ever got the chance into that. Now, Kenny, not if you'll talk when we get the law here, Buff, why didn't you tell me? Silly question? Honey, sure, ma, law call the law. It'll be almost a pleasure to talk so much for that. Buff and Blossom are doing fine. Every once in a while we sit in the third row and yelled down in front. Yeah, he's got a good job now, and
soon they'll have enough for the traditional vine covered respectability. Or by the way, he's taken a wearing Brooks Brothers type suits. You know what, he looks just like a Philadelphia lawyer. How do you like that? The Adventures of Philip Marlowe, Bringing you Raymond Chandler's most famous character, starring Gerald Moore, are produced and transcribed by Norman McDonnell and written for radio by Kathleen Hite.
Featured in the cast where Jack Moyles is Buff, Ryan, Michael lan Barrett has Blossom, and John Stephenson as Martin Allman, with Sidney Miller as mister Bullo Norman Field as j Fenton Prentiss, Grace Leonard as Gloria B. Sergeant Mooney is played by Jack Crucian Gerald Moore may currently be seen in the Santana production Sirocco. The special music for Philip Marlowe is composed by Pierre Garagang and conducted by Wilbur Hatch. Be sure to listen next week at the same
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back. I have to say that the whole Philadelphia lawyer set up screamed phony from the start, and Marlow is kind of suspicious, But then not about it, because I think he's had similar things happen and he should require more documentation than just us say so. But at any rate, I will say that I also did like the Philosopher of skid Row. Well they're pretty interesting,
Pritter wish they would had used more of them. All right, well, I should let you know that we are actually running out of Philip Marlow and then we'll have one more Philip Marlow special before we began moving towards defense attorney. So a lot to look forward to in the weeks ahead. In the meantime, if you do have a comment, send it to me Box thirteen at Great Detectives dot net, follow us on Twitter at Radio Detectives, and become one of our friends on Facebook, Facebook dot com, Slash Radio
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