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for today's episode of the Adventures of Philip Marlow. The original air date of this last episode with Gerald Moore is September the fifteenth, nineteen fifty one, and the title is Sound and Unsound. Most Saturdays at this time, we spend an exciting half hour of adventure in action with America's public hero number one, hop Along Cassidy. Well, even two fisted cowboys take summer vacations when
they can, and Hoppy is no exception. But hop Along and Topper, we'll be back with us riding the CDs air trails again one week from tonight, September twenty second. Get this and get it straight. Crime is a sucker's road. Knows who travel had wind up in the gut of the prison of the Grave as 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 Marlowe. Now with Gerald Moore start as Philip Marlowe, we bring you tonight's exciting story The Sound and the Unsound. You know, in my since you get to the point where you think you've seen everything, In fact, you get there at least twice a week. This time I
was sure of it. It was ten o'clock at night and stretched across my apartment door with the set sea that customarily covered the frayed cup at about ten paces down the hall, and stretched across the set Sea was a sturdy female in her twilight years. She was sound asleep. Hey, hey lady, Hey lady, come alive. Oh madam, madam, you're you're sleeping in my doorway? Oh eading, and mister Marlow let us have dozed off? What time is it about? Ten? May? I ask? What's the
idea? Oh whom o'clock? You don't say, Yeah, well, it wouldn't have slept. I don't suppose except the light's badness hole not fit for reading, mister Marlow. Yeah, well, I'll speak to the landlady now one. Now, I guess i'd better put this set te back where it belongs. I hold it up to your doors so it wouldn't miss you. I can hold back just fine. Yeah, I know, but but you no then you were remember me, don't smiss Marlow to see you? Bellows?
Well, Carmly's friend. Remember he introduced me to you one day in the supermarket. We all began to talk. Sure we had fun, didn't did Yeah? Oh, by the way, for I forget it. Homer's gone now, you know? Is he really four months tomorrow? I thought you'd want to know the whole white want to know that? Sure, don't really first, i'd have to bother if he was still around it, since he is, and I just came right to you the moment I couldn't stand it any longer. Yeah, well, I'm glad you did. Mighty is
welcome into my apartment and talk about it. Well, now, that's mighty nice of you. But we'd save a lot of time if we'd just drive right over the court. Now, that way, you'd be there when it happened. Drive over to be there when it happened. I own that nice little bungalow court just our fountain, Franklin. You know, won't take us no time to get there. If you've got a car. I've got a
car. How did you get here? Walk through it every evening, Take a nice brisk constitutional, keep an old lady like me in fighting trim. How much do you weigh, Miss Marlow? About one hundred and ninety? Why that I can lift it. It just seems smarter all the way around to drive Lucille Bellows back to a nice little bungalow court. My memory wasn't as vivid as hers. I didn't remember any parmly or hysterical rendezvous in the supermarket or Homer or even Lucille, but the promise of my usual fee made
that unimportant. Of two things, I was certain I'd never forget Lucille again, and she probably could lift me. I was still in the dark about everything else. The two of us ended up bungalow at the far end of the court. It was pure, grand, rapids and spotless. Did you take that blue chair, mister marlel. I think that's the best seat it was. That's where I'm always sitting when it happens. When what happened, the sound good prominently. Don't tell me I haven't told you about him.
I'd have been so busy telling me about everything else. Yes, but this is important. You see, for the last few nights, I've been hearing these strange sounds coming from mister Roger's fungalow. That's the one right next door. Well, maybe mister Rogers is just a little noisy. No. The thing is, he isn't eeding home, been out of town all week on location. He's one of them gripped studio. It lives alone. It nice to think. So he's a bachelor. I keep thinking him and that Barbara
Curtis will get married, that they don't. She comes in every too often cooks him a nice dinner. Lovely girl, just lovely. He's a handy around the platient or always painting about the noises. Missus bellows, what do they sound like? Well, it's just down right strange, sort of a toppened sound. Thought it was the plumber there at Homer used to be good at fixing the plumber, and I thought about calling him to check it over just a minute. Please, isn't Homer dead? Did I tell you that?
Well? You said he was gone? Oh, well, perfectly logical if your thought so, mister Marlowe. Sometimes I tell folks he's dead and gone. Sometimes I tell him he's thicker and a horse, and I got him in a sanitarium. But the plain ball faced truth is Homer just up walked out on me four months ago. Tomorrow. Oh well, I'm sorry. Well, you know sometimes I am too most time enough, though, But don't think I don't realize I might be imagining these sounds. Miss I'm
getting along in us, and it's just as possible it didn't be. Yes, you go, what did you mean it that? I don't know? I'd like someone's tapping along the wall. You've got a pass gamp where right around the neck. Come on, let's go, bye, George. I wouldn't miss this for the world. Bet it. Give me the key. We don't know what we're run into. Just put me out of your mind, Miss Marlow. I'm safe. It's hears anywhere, Okay, wa'ts it though? It's so a light in the back. I'm not sure I'll get
the lights ready. No one in the living room? Anybody have you? Barbara Great Scott stat you mister Rogers, who thought you was away on location? Well, I've just gotten town a few minutes ago. Boss needed something to the company sent me in to get it. We all takes alive. Well, I'm that embarrassed by in on you this way? Oh is this, mister Marlow, Mister Clinton Rogers? How are you doing? Aim you for looking confused the way you do, mister Rogers, And might just as
well face up to it. For the last few nights I've been hearing some pretty strange tapping sounds coming out of your place here, and I made up my minded call old friend mister Maller here to investigate him for me. I see say you don't look too good, mister Rogers. Well I'm fine. I well, we've been working pretty hard. I'm just tired, that's all. But you see, we heard those tapping sounds a while ago, mister Rogers, and then a duller heavier sound just before we came over. And
I must say, we didn't hear you come home, mister Roger. Well, I came in the back way. The sounds you heard, mister Marlow, I must have made them as I dropped my suitcase is pretty hard. I'm tired. Like I said, I hope it didn't bother. Yeah, but what about the tapping along the wall. I can't imagine what that could have been. I didn't hear it, Missus bellow By mister Larry, What on earth the door was open? I saw you in there, I might think, Well, all right, miss Larry, were sure? We're just
thinking to you, mister Rogers when we blew in here on announced. Sure, sure I know, Missus Bellows, and thanks, don't mention it. I'll be in the bungalow if you want me, mister Marlow. That's fine, Missus Bellows. Anything we ought to take a look around, Rodgers? No, No, I don't think so, mister Marlow. Missus Bellows could have imagined all those noises. You know, Yeah she could, but I couldn't. Anyone else got a key to your place here, Barbara Curtis,
for instance. Missus Bellas told you, yeah, no, no, but Barbara knows where I keep the extract outside. But as far as I know, she's out of town too. By the way, what studio are you with Imperial? Look, mister Marlow, I'm really pretty tired. There's nothing wrong here, I'm sure, So it's okay with you if I leave now? Well, all right, Rogers. Or by the way, Missus Bellows tells me you're a pretty handy guy around the house, painting, keeping things
fixed up all night. Yeah, I guess I am. Why well, you just probably haven't had time to fix that crack in the plaster there running up from the hall closet. Why no, no, I haven't. I'll have to go do that to him too. That's been nice seeing you, mister Rogers. Yeah, same here. You plan to stay in time? For sure, I'll be in time all night. It was something eating at Clinton Rodgers, something pressing, but he wasn't talking about it, not to
me anyway. I knew one thing. He'd never seen that crack in the plaster until I pointed it out to him. It was on the wall next to Lucille Bellow's bungalow, and it was the kind of crack that could be made if someone tapped along the wall looking for something. So much for deduction, I went back to check in and out with Lucille. I'm just real sorry, mister Marlow. Maybe it's all been over nothing at all. Mister Rodgers will be home all night, so if you hear anything, just pund
on his wall. Unless he's going to be here, I'll feel better. Will say. How about your friend who called you out of mister Rogers bungalow a while back, Mister Larry, Well, now he's a nice soul, not the protective sort of woman usually sets your cap for. But lord a mighty, I'm strong as an option, you know, yes, I know, of course I don't think it makes a dime mister Larry's and women's hats, you know, no, But I could have guessed. That's why I'd
hold out for a man who could support me. I couldn't tell you. And you look as though you've done all right by yourself. Well, I have a matter of fact, self fine, A little nest egg. I want me to show it to you. No, no, I'll take your word for it. Wait a minute. You don't keep any amount of money here in the house, sure, keeping the cigar box right up in the storage part of that fall closet, the or steepest place in the world. Yeah, why don't your money? Could take bank maybe tomorrow if you feel
better about it. Yeah, you do that, Oh before I go. Or all the bungalows are like that's like all have that storage space in the hall closet. That's right, a little trapdoor thing at the top of closet. It's like a littletic you know, there's a lot of stuff up there. If you're of the mind, yeah, I guess you can. I think I'll go now, missus Bellows, give me a call to morrow, will you? Yes, you're will now? Have you paid for you then? If that's all right with you? Oh sure, it's just fine.
Good night, missus bellow. Good night is to Marlow and a million things, just a million my pleasure, missus Bellow. Oh no to Marlow, mister Larry, isn't it? Let me well, I know who you are. I mean the Killip Marlow, all that and all that. Well, that's good. Now we know each other. I've really become quite too waiting for you, do Thomas in the video? Is that what you're waiting to tell me? Certainly, not confidentially, mister marlow I know something that may
interest you. Oh well, it's fun. I'll be needing. Something's going on round here, something odd. I mean, are you closing in on a point? Because I wouldn't want you to get any more chilled? Very well, mister complete, But it just may introdu to know that I've seen Homer around here quite a bit in the last few days. No, what do you make of that? I don't know. What do you make of it? Well, I don't know. I must say I thought it would mean something to you. Yeah, well it might mean more to Lucille.
Why don't you just trot in and tell her all about it? Well I will, I'll just do that, and I'm sure I'll never trouble you with any of my ideas again, mister Mardle. Goodness, yeah, well, Lucille's as strong as an ox. Ah. It's gonna look real good. In just a moment, we'll return to the second act of Philip Marlowe at first CBS Radio puts out the welcome matt for three of its greatest stars.
Tomorrow night, Jack, Benny and his gang start the new season. My friend Irma becomes a regular Sunday feature on CBS Radio, and Tony Martin We'll rejoin Joe Stafford on the Contented Dour be listening for Tony and Irma on most of these same stations, and Jack over them all more than ever before. CBS Radio is the Star's Address, and now with our star, Gerald Moore. The second act of Philip Marlowe and Tonight's story. The sound and the
unsound. The scream was Lucille's. The shots could have been anybody's. A little bungalow caught came alive. As I raced back up the sidewalk to Lucille's bungalow, the lights came on in every unit except one. Hunton Rogers Bunk. Hello was Doc, we'll see you bolted out of our front door to meet me. Thank the good Lord you hood let the shot come from mister Rogers bungalow. Here take my key. I've got to tend to mister Larry. What's with him? Fainted dead away when he heard the shot. I'll
tell me in as soon as mister Larry. Okay, Rogers, Rogers, where are you? Hey? Rogers? Huh in the kitchen? Hey, you really caught one, didn't you. Yeah? My shoulder burns like fury? Who was it? Rogers? Let's say I did it? All right? What'd you do with the gun? He did? Of course? Oh no, Look, I'll have to call the police. Will be a good idea if you tell me what happened. Listen, there's a bottle in the first camera. They'll get it. Please, Okay, uncamped, I don't
need Yes, there you go. M it's great. Barns too, everything burns. Yeah, I have a drink. Thanks, I don't care. Rogers. I gonna call him now. Yeah, First of listen, what you call the studio? Yeah, I'll call him after we get you to a hospital. I'll tell him I had max. No, No, tell him I I quit quit. Yeah, what, don't don't argue you just tell him matter, Okay, it's promise now and listen. Tell Barbara. Tell Barbara, yeah, right, just tell Barbara. Why tell her?
H m hm. I call the emergency hospital in Hollywood. Their ambulance was there a no time. So it's a squat. Little Sergeant Lucill followed him in. I had two hunches that I was keeping him myself the time being. One that whoever had shot Clinton Rodgers was in his bungalow when he got back from location, that they were there when Lucille and I budged in on him. And two that they'd left by the back door after they'd plugged him.
Even the sergeant could see something of interest in that back door. The screen's been cut through here. See the way it's cut. The fella could unhook the screen door, see and get right at the back door. Yeah, well that's very good, sergeant. But tell me, why do you think it was a fella who shot Rogers? Well, it could have been. You don't think it was a dame, do you? It's happened before
you know, Use me, gentlemen. I know you're busy finding clues and all that, But don't you think I could clean up this kitchen floor. It's a terrible neck. Don't touch nothing. Well, it seems to me that she said don't touch nothing, sergeant. I'll let you taddy. I think tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow's soon enough. All right, I think I'll go back to mister Barry. Now it's just undone about this whole thing. I'll be in my place if you want me for anything. I'll say good
night for now. Anyway, good night night. Well, I'm satisfied for the time being. I'll give you a lift back to the station, Sergeant. I'd like to check on Rogers at the emergency hospital on the way, so would I. If he's in shape, I want to talk to him. The news from the emergency hospital wasn't so good. They're taking a slug out of Roger's should Earth thirty eight. It lost a lot of blood and was still out. I left Roger's phone numbers the place I could be reached
of his condition. Chain. Before I left, I checked the city directory, which made my next stop a very interesting one. Hey, the studio is closed, mister, you can't get in at this time of night, are you Homobellows? That's right? And I'm the night watchman here. Why well, Clinton Rodgers works here at Imperial too, doesn't he. But he ain't here. He's in a company that's out on location these wise, I think they're still out. You're a friend of his, Homer, Well,
you might say so. I know him used to live next door to him, didn't you? Yep? I did. Hey, who are you anyway? Well, I'm a guy who wants to know what you've been doing around Roger's bungalow recently, Roger's Bungalow. Yeah, we're doing nothing, step passing it on my way to my wife's. What infernal business is it of yours? Oh? None really? But I'm a friend of your wife. Oh you are, are you? But if you're such a friend of hers,
why don't you ask her what I've been doing around there? Does she know? Does she know? I've been asking her for her divorce? Since you're so nosy, I want to marry me someone else. Oh, won't you give it to you? Oh? She's agreeable to the divorce, all right. The thing is holding her up as a settlement. Oh settlement, yep. You see. I lived with that one almost forty years. I think that entitles me to a nice little lot of her money. Who still don't
see it that way? Yeah? Well, some women have next to no understanding about things like then. But my visit with Homers served its purpose. I went back to Roger's Bungalow in case the call should come from the emergency hospital and this time I wanted a good look at that crack on the wall. The storage can pop it in the hall closet. I kept Lucille's pasky,
and this time I didn't bother with the lights. I used a flashlight for my car because I was pretty sure whoever it shot rogers hadn't found what they were looking for. I just opened the hall closet door when I'd heard it someone was unlocking the front door and moved quickly behind a big chair in the living room. Yeah, what about lights? But I still don't think this much of an idea. I was afraid to come alone by, and
I've got to find it before Quinn comes back. If you just take my word for it, you though you wouldn't have to be here at all. I've told you, I can't believe what you said. I've got to find out myself. Maybe you'll be sorry if you find that. Maybe so, But at least on the wall that little store to place me on the carpet is the only place I haven't had. Do you think there will be enough fly? Yeah? How I get up there? I can't reach that store from me. Oh oh wait, I'll get the school from no no,
I've got the flashlight back. Oh oh good, heaven fun here in the kitchen. Yeah, sure it rich for anything, Bud, you're covered. What's happened to Chrint? Nobody shot him? Oh he's not dead yet, Miss Kirk. Do you know my name? Yeah? He mentioned you. I'm Philip Marlow. Missus Bellows called me on this. Oh why don't you put the gun down? Mistery? I will when I find out a few things. Where is christ I want to go there? Police took him to
the emergency hospital. Police are they going to call me here and tell me how he is here? Still out? When I left a while ago? Come on, Bud, you've got to take me there? Why yeah, Babara, sure, yeah, not yet, kids, Not till you two tell me what you came to find here tonight and the other night. You've been here, you said a while ago. You looked every place but the hall close. I've never been here at night, not without Clinton. Don't talk to him, Barbara. You don't have to. I won't, mister
Marlow. You can't keep us here. I have to go to Clinton. I have to be I'll get that. Don't forget. You're still covered, busting Yes, sergeant, how's rogers? Okay, they gave him a sedative a while ago. He's not like a light, but he's gonna be all right. I see, did he say anything? We're able to talk to him. I was able, but he wasn't. Sort of delirious. I guess mumbokes something about Barbara. And then just after they gave him the shot, he said over and over, don't be a fool, but don't do
it. But he did. Man, Well, that's something it sure is. Thanks, Sergean, I'll call you back. What did they say about Clint? It looks like we're looking for a murderer. Now take it easy, honey. We had one break though. It'll interest you, budd Well, let the police know who shot him. Clint told him, what are you doing? You're protecting myself. I want to use that gun now, Milow. I'm keeping it right here in front of them. Yeah, I see. I thought you'd have a thirty eight bud that kind of clinches.
It doesn't yet, it doesn't. Please, don't stands. Tell him shut up, You go, kid, and we'll talk about this. Won't get hurt unless you hurt it. Pop your gun, bud, someone's coming. Thanks, for the souvenir bud. Oh my goodness, good word, mister Morlow. Barbara, honey, are you all right? Yes, I'm a How about that, mister Larry, I mean in when you did you nothing but a bloody hero. Oh my, I feel so good. Lord, there he goes again. Lucille was a past master at reviving him. By
now. She hold him sack stile over to the couch. While I told Barbara Clint was going to be okay, I kept but him mobilizing until the squad little sergeant arrived with a squad car. They hauled him away. I dug the thirty eight slug out of the plaster and gave it to the sergeant. The show was over, mister Larry obligingly snapped too, you feel like walking, mister Larry, I could carry you to your bungalow, you know, Oh Mercy, no less your love walk. If you just let me
use your arm for support, You're just welcome to it. I'm sure, can I hope, but no, thanks so much, mister Mallow. Will manage you give mister Rogers my death, Barbara, I will have been glad, you know. Let I'm beginning to see the value in the love and protection. I'm a strong woman. How about it it? See'd be good for him? Yeah, he Look, honey, what's this all about? You've been looking for something? So is, but apparently Clint got himself shot
because of it. Now what is it? Bud said it was money, that Clint had some hidden here in the house. I didn't believe it. Still there there was something between Clint and me, something you wouldn't tell me. Whatever it was, it's kept us from getting married. What was Bud storing? Well, you see, Bud's known Clint a long time. He just came out here a couple of months ago from Ohio. Clint didn't seem to want us to get acquainted at buddon me. It wasn't jealousy. It
was something else I couldn't understand. Last week, Bud told me that Clint had robbed some store back east, that he'd been caught and served some time, but they'd never found the money, and that that Clint somehow escaped from prison, came out here and brought the money with him. It could be Clint called Bud looking for something here tonight. By the way, where'd you run into Button Man? Or just about a block or two from here at the corner. I was driving home from a movie. Decided to come up
here for one more look before Clint got home. I insisted that Bud come with me. He didn't want to. Let's see what we can find. No one's opened that little trap door in the whole closet yet. Maybe that's got all the answers. Why it's a strong box, isn't it. Yeah, it's not very heavy, though I seen the money at all. A couple of war bonds made out to Clinton, Rogers and Thomas Riders. Clint said he didn't have any family. Look. Look, here's an envelope with
your name on it. The barber curtis to be opened and fated my dad. I don't know what to do. Don't look at me, honey. I can't decide for you. You well, you will go with me when I tell him, though, aren't you sure? I will? My dad? This newspaper is clipping will tell you why I couldn't marry him. When you read it, you see why I love you Clinton. I'm afraid to read the clippings tomorrow. Let him see it. Not pretty, honey, But it isn't about Clints. But then who it's about Thomas Rodgers, who
at the age of sixteen, murdered his father and mother. The story says he escaped from the Ohio Asylum for the Insane in June of this year. Officials think he may attempt to contact his brother Clinton and California and bodies. Yeah, it's his picture of the story olinto Clint, but a horrible, horrible thing for him to live. Yeah, but honey, mister Larry said a little while ago, the love and protection of a strong woman. Clint, Happy, mister Morrow. I've never been so strong or so protective,
and I've never loved so much. It was almost dawn now. I drove Barbara over to the hospital in Clint. We didn't say anything. There wasn't anything to say. I skirl at Barbara, old woman. You know, I never could understand the guys that pronounced woman as wool man. What would we be without him? Oh? They have their faults, but what would they be without him? Yeah? Truly, it's been said, there's nothing like a day. I wonder what Reed is doing tonight. The Adventures of
Philip Marlowe Bringing You Raymond. Chandler's most famous character, starring Gerald Moore, was produced and directed by Cliff Howell and written for radio by Kathleen Hyde. The cast included d J. Thompson, Olin Soule, Ted Osborne, Frank Gerstel, Arthur Q Bryan, Shirley Mitchell, and William Tracy. Gerald Moore may currently be seen in the Santana production se Rocco. The special music for Philip Marlowe is composed by Pierre Garagank and conducted by Wilbur Hatch. Now Here
again is the star of our show, Gerald Moore. Thanks Roy, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. The night's broadcast concludes our current series of the Adventures of Philip Marlowe. I understand it won't be very long until we meet again, so until we do, we won't say goodbye, but just so long, see you soon. I still wonder what readers doing tonight. Laughable My friend irma starring blonde Marie Wilson is back on CBS Radio Sunday evenings.
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You're listening to the great detectives of old time radio. Back to your host, Adam Graham, Welcome back, Well a great pawn in the title of this final episode and a solid ending spot for this series, Gerald And sadly, of course, this would actually be Gerald Moore's last performance as Marlow, because whatever plans CBS had for a future series did not materialize. Fours
Marlow really is one of the very best radio detective performances. It managed to combine unrelenting toughness, a sarcastic wit, as well as a strong dose of compassion and humanity. The character faced from tragic situations and yet his perspective was interesting at tension between cynicism and hope. And there are quite a few stories that are what you'd call typical Marlow Fair, but there are also some that really did break the mold. And this is definitely one series where the lost
episodes are definitely truly missed. All right, well, now we go to listener comments and feedback, and we have a couple comments here. First we'll start with this question, Steven Rights, could you please define hard boiled detective? I know Pat Novak is and mister and Missus North aren't aren't, but how do you draw the line? Well, very carefully, and sometimes still
there are some gray areas. It's a good question, and it particularly I think it's a challenge when it comes to radio, because some things that defined the hard boiled detective, for example, heavy drinking and violence, are if they were not totally manned. There was a little bit of curtailment in terms
of how much could be portrayed on the radio. For my part, there are several tests I think that I go through more or less subconsciously, and the more of those factors tend to match up, the more I will view it as hard boiled. I think for the boiled detective, violence is really a somewhat regular occurrence in their line of work. They're getting into fist fives, they're being knocked out, hit over the head, and that right there
will automatically eliminate certain detectives like mister Keenes tracer of Lost Versus. And one key similarity that the radial Hardboiled Private Eye does share with the literary one is the idea that the case gets complicated and the detective has to embark on an odyssey through an urban landscape, as one source puts it, And of course the length of this odyssey is limited by the fact that we're working in a thirty minute radio program as opposed to a two hundred and fifty page novel.
But that's always going to be I think part of the hard boiled Detective, and I think there's also a bit of a world weary attitude that permeates the world of the radio hard Boiled Private Eye. It doesn't have to be overbearing, and in most cases it isn't occasionally on Broadway as might beat. And there are other genre clues such as the tough guy line of pattern and the first person narration of events. Those are really the sort of things that I
look for. Not every show has to have all of those elements to be considered a hard boiled private eye, And there were some shows that have a bit in common with that, but fundamentally don't really belong in that genre. So there's some subjective nature in it, and I mean, there are more academic understands deans of it, but I guess you know, the best way to look at is those key clothes. Great question, Stephen, and we can do have one more comment here. This one comes from who writes,
I love Gerald Moore's voice and he's such a great radio actor. Well thanks so much, Francis, and I totally agree. Was a great radio character actor and went on to have a fantastic television career, including in voice, where I said, a fantastic career. He invoiced mister Fantastic, the leader of the superhero team the Fantastic Four in their cartoon series, among his many roles. Well and We'll definitely miss hearing him, but we're not quite done
with Philip Marlow. Next week we'll hear another adaptation of Philip Morrow, this time with Dick Pollan that role for a special episode, So be sure and listen again next Wednesday. Join us tomorrow for Boston Blackie. In the meantime, send your comments to 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 Detectives from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Grahamson and all