Confession of Murder

William Gargan stars as Barry Craig, confidential investigator. A lady killer is sometimes the worst-dressed guy around. How much of a figure can he cut in prison dress? The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargan, in another transcribed drama of mystery and adventure, with Barry Craig,

confidential investigator. Craig speaking, you need art exhibits in the history of the world. These odd exhibits in the human jungle walk down any street, especially when the hour is late. The species that creep by night call them neurotic.

Call them throwbacks at the time when man stalked his prey with a club. You meet them and the chill on your spine spells out the word danger. Got a match, Cap? Got a match. Only a device to stop you.

The next demand is your wallet for your life. reach into your pocket for a match and what you come up with you ram into a stomach. What's this? A loaded gun. Hands touching the stars.

Frisk me. I'll get his exercise gap. I got empty pocket. No switchblade knife. Yeah. You do have one. A lousy dollar knife. I still don't want to meet but your boy. And you? Yeah, you will stick up or not. You're the stick up. I I mean would be. I'm a detective.

A dick? You picked the wrong victim. Walk ahead of me. Hands nice and high. You... You're taking me in? I am. Well, Cap Le Pey only has for a match. As a preload to mugging.

Conceal weapons. There's a city ban against switchblade knives. I kept on running me and I'm asking you to have a heart. I'll merge you to the station house, huh? Yeah, that figure's two. More on your mind than a switchblade knife.