The Slaughtered Santas

Ladies and gentlemen, the ringing of that phone bell means mystery, adventure. Mirror Wolf's office, aren't you good when speaking? Yes. Yes, I know that in 48 hours it's going to be Christmas, but... Who is this?

Who? Look, I'm a big boy now, so... Okay. Tonight at eight. Goodbye. What the devil was that? This may come as a shock to you, Mr. Wolf, but that was Sadic Laws. You've been drinking?

Uh-huh, the usual, Mill. He's coming to see you at eight. He's got a problem. Indeed. It seems that some low, not to mention murderous character, is going around slaughtering Sadic Lawses. Ladies and gentlemen, it's the vokiest, vokiest, smartest, and most unpredictable detective in the world.

That chairborn genie is... Nirowool. Created by Rexstad and brought to you in a new series of adventures over this NBC network in the person of Mr. Sidney Greenstreet. It began earlier than eight, however, the case of the slaughtered status.

It began to be precise on the corner of 34th Street in Carlisle. It all was close to six, the weather cold, the sky dark. Ergh! I'm freezing to death, I wish I... It's a cool day.

The packing up? Yeah, I guess so. Not many people around anymore. Oh, heading for home and dinner. How was the collection? Well, I don't need no armored car, but a few dozen kids are going to have something for their Christmas stockings.

Your competition, the guy in the opposite corner, has already scrambled. Probably got low blood pressure. Yeah, give me a hand to get the collection part out of the chain, is that? Yeah, yeah. Yeah, thanks.

Yeah, I'll just walk you down the block. Got a phone in. Okay fine. One Santa still left. Wonder what he's waiting for. Santa Claus. Well watch yourself go down those chimneys tonight. Yeah sure. Well cut across the avenue here.