Jack Of Clubs (more complete open)

Ladies and gentlemen, the American Broadcasting Company brings to its entire network on a radio's most unusual program. Pat Novak, for Hire. I'm Pat Novak, for Hire. That's what the sign on in front of my shop says.

Pat Novak, for Hire. Down here in the San Francisco waterfront, it's got to be that way. You got to rob a few graves if you want cigarette money. You need lots of work and roomy sleeves if you're gonna play a pat hand. Sometimes in a good week with conduct trouble three or four days in a row and it creeps up on you like an old

charge account. Well I should have known that when I went to the bank I was up to my knees in mud and didn't even know it was rainy season. It was Tuesday. I went by the bank to drop a hundred bucks. It was about time because they were beginning to play handball with my checks. Must have been about eleven o'clock when I got to the window.

Hello, Mr. Novak. Isn't it a grand morning? If it's your choice, stay with it. Ah, yes. The positive hundred bucks. Yes, let me get your car It's right here. I think Yes, here we are hundred bucks give me a duplicate with it certainly My they shouldn't speak it's the last deposit look bloomer girl. Just mark the slip, huh? Oh

I'm sorry mr. No Bank. I guess I'm not used to thousand dollar deposits What thousand dollars? Your Friday deposit. I wasn't in here Friday. Oh, you must have been. The card says you put in a thousand dollars on Friday.

Give me that card. What did Santa look like? Who put the dough in? What the guy looked like? Oh, didn't you? No, look, we'll double back and try to hang on this time, will ya?