The Case of One Slip Meant Death

Mr. District Attorney, Champion of the People, Defender of Truth, Guardian of our fundamental rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Mr. District Attorney is brought to you by two famous Bristol Myers products, Vitalis and Sal Hapadaka.

Vitalis for here that's well-groomed. Sal Hapadaka for the Smile of Health. Vitalis Sal Hapadaka. The case of one slip meant death. In the spring a young man goes to the circus.

And that includes your district attorney, Harrington and Miss Miller. As our story begins, they're busy with popcorn, peanuts, pink lemonade, and watching the show. By what this now Miss Miller? What? Why? Did you ever see tigers like that?

Where are Harrington? Which way? The Sritter. Oh! Who is that guy? Cheeky. I was just looking at the program, Harrington. Oh, here it is. Number 24. Presenting Chris Kane and his depth-defying dance of the wild beast.

Oh, gee, they're beautiful, aren't they? The tigers, uh-huh. Work, Miss Miller. That's what's beautiful. Yes, isn't it? See that one snarl at him? Oh, they ain't kidding. Now what? It's the finish of the act, Miss Miller.

Oh. He's supposed to light his cigarette in front of that tiger. What? Yeah, yeah, the big one this night. Look. I don't want to watch him want him now. He keeps getting closer to the tiger and all of a sudden he likes that cigarette right in his face.

I'm just as glad I'm up here on you, Hank. And now, Chief. Hey, there he goes. Watch him, Miss Miller. Let's go down there. Now let's get this straight. Your cane's assistant just sent... Yes, sir. Jimmy Park.

Okay, Jimmy, you stay right here. Who are you? My name is Drew. Carol Drew. Is Kane dead, you know? Yes, ma'am, he's dead. Oh, how? What are you doing, the act, Miss Drew? Carol's not with us, sir. She's an aerialist.