The Oklahoma Cowboy Murder Case (AFRTS)

Richard Diamond, private detective, starring Dick Paul. Diddy. Diddy. Oh, pardon me. Huh? You know where I might find Mr. Richard Diamond. You want to hire him? Yes. We'll stop being subacial, friend. Come in, come in.

I hear you. You're Mr. Diamond? Well, any resemblance to the Irish wars for women is purely intentional. You always do your own laundry. Always keeps my petty cash from looking too petty. Sit down, Mr. Baxter.

Play Baxter from Oakmogiel, Oklahoma. Play Baxter from Oakmogiel, Oklahoma. With a man, I guess, to be in his early fifties. Straight up, he crowded 6'3", counting the two-inch heels on his handmade boots. Looking at him, I thought of an old Rennington Trent, and suddenly felt like singing a course of home on the reins.

I'd like you to come to Oakmogiel with me, Mr. Diamond. Well, why, Mr. Baxter? My brother was killed yesterday. The sheriff in the corner said it was an accident. I don't believe it. How did you happen to look me up?

I raised cattle, Mr. Diamond. I do a great deal of business in Chicago and New York. I wanted a detective with experience. Someone with a good reputation, bless you. I called a friend on Wall Street, and he recommended several men.

One of them was you. I checked your background. I'm satisfied. Oh, good. I charge you a hundred a day in expenses. Chicken feed. I'll pay it, and if you catch the man who'd done it, I'll give you a thousand dollar bonus.

Oh, oh, oh, no. I can't leave right away. It'll take me at least five minutes to get my affairs in order. Ah! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Yeah, I can certainly see you appreciate a bug. Mr. Baxter, I appreciate a bug like a Texan appreciate Staxas.