The Man Who Wanted To Be Edward G Robinson

In just a moment, suspense with Edward G. Robinson. Boy, have I got the hiccups. I'll say you have. And the way you're sputtering, you sound like a car that needs to set a new auto-light's buck up.

No, I'll have it isn't funny. Billy, have you tried drinking a glass of water while you hold your breath? Mom, I'm so full of water now, I feel... I feel like an auto-light's stay full battery.

Men never take anything seriously. Maybe what Billy needs is a hiccup. I mean a check-out at an auto light ignition service station. It might help if I could get my mind on something else. Say, I know what'll make you forget those hiccups and give you a bunch of thrills to boot.

I switched to auto light Mary. Each time for suspense. So spend's. And it's 60,000 dealers and service stations bring you. Radio's outstanding theatre of thrills.

Starring tonight, Mr. Edward G. Robinson, In Antonita's production of The Man Who Wanted to Be Edward G. Robinson, a tale well-calculated to keep you in. So Spain! Uh, uh, I'm making this statement in the courtons with a promise to a very dear friend.

It's a complete statement in every detail, including those matters which are to me personally most incriminating. my trust in my family such that I am the slightest concern on that score or any other. What follows concerns primarily two persons, myself, Homer J. Hubbard, and my wife, Ada Samse, Hubbard.

Even when I was caught in Ada, I was aware that hers was a strong endomitary personality, say the least. And after we were married, well, at first I put up with Ada's constant magging and petty persecutions as best I could.