45-xx-xx ep14 Broadway Here I Come

The sealed book, once again the keeper of the book, has opened the ponderous door to the secret vault, wherein he's kept the great sealed book, in which he's recorded all the secrets and mysteries of mankind through the ages.

In all tales of every kind, tales of murder, of madness, of dark deeds, strange and terrible beyond all belief. People of the book, I would know what tale we tell this time. Open the great book and let us read.

Slowly the great book opens one by one. The keeper of the book turns the pages and stops. Ah, the strange story of two people whose ambition let them to murder. End to an amazing destiny. A tale titled Broadway Here I Come. Here is the tale Broadway Here I Come as it is written on the pages of the sealed book. The story begins in a taudre cabaret in a little

California town. At a small table is George Williams, a respected member of the community. Fat and bald, George sits patiently mopping the sweat from his brow and watching his young vivacious wife Kitty dance with Eddie Davis a rumor in the William home. As the scene opens the dance comes to an end.

Pretty smooth, kitty. Pretty smooth. He went to bed yourself, Eddie. Not dance with words. Oh, your husband. Hey, look at him sitting along at the table here. Hey, you Georgie. You look kind of hot.

Please, Kitty. Can't we go home? Oh, woman, I need a midnight. Yeah, we practically just got here. The kitty, you know what Docu Smith said. With my bad heart, I need plenty of sleep. Oh, George, don't be a kill, George.