(xxx) The Case of the Pseudo Spuds

The National Broadcasting Company presents Counter-Spy. Harding, Counter-Spy, calling Washington. United States Counter-Spy. Especially a point to investigate and combat the enemy of our country, hope at home and abroad.

These Counter-Spy reports to the American people are brought to you each week at this time. Now the case of the pseudo-spuds. Yeah, just a minute. Hello, Johnny. Okay, well, come on in. Nice joint you got here.

For what New York office it'll do. I was with you, Silky, long time, no see. Getting by. Who you looking for, Lily? Never met her. Just heard about her. Like to see her. She home?

No, she's got one more show to do at the club tonight. Uh, being in about half an hour. Half an hour, huh? Yeah, stick around. You know I could never figure the story on her.

What do you mean, Silky? What do you mean, Sookie? Well, here she has Dirk Martin on the string, biggest gambler in town, fur coats, jewels, anything she wants. And she blows them all for you.

What's wrong with that? Oh, look, let's not kid ourselves. You're no big timer. You're just a small time hood, liable to get his head blown off any minute. What's the secret, Johnny? I'll show it to you.

Wedding ring, eh? That's right. I heard you got married. It's as simple as that, Sookie. Too bad Dirk didn't know the secret. I don't like the way the conversation's going. What's on your mind? I guess you ain't heard, kid.

Heard what? I'm working for Dirk Martin now. Working for Martin? I didn't even know you know him. Didn't you? So he still peeved about Lily? No, no, he ain't peeved Johnny. I'm glad to hear that.