Song of the Heart

In just a moment, suspense with Van Hefflin. Hi, Mr. Martin. Hello, Frank. What are you doing out here? I've been fishing. And not for auto-light customers this time app. Auto-light customers? I don't think you'll find many cars in the middle of the bay.

Auto-light resist a spark plug, either. No cars, but there's plenty of auto-light in powerboats. You know, more auto-light ignition systems are used in marine craft than any other brand? Old reliable is the first sort of boat owners do, eh?

It'd be hard to get back to town if you had a breakdown out here. Yeah, we wouldn't get back to hear your suspense show then happen. Well, time up alongside and let's listen to it here. I've got my portable.

Suspense! Auto-light, and it's 60,000 dealers and service stations bring you. Radios Outstanding Theatre of Thrills. Starring tonight, Mr. Van Heflen, in Anton Leader's production of Song of the Heart. A tale well-calculated to keep you in.

Suspense! Where do you explain all that to the officer in the car, ma'am? Thank you. Yeah? Can I help you? Please. I, uh... What? I have a confession to make. A confession? Please, are you the officer that I'd tell it to?

Well, I'll do, I guess. My name is Neil Wilson. I live with Tanta Alice. At Alice at 265 West 19th Street. All right. So? Last night, I guess it was early this morning, I killed Tanta Alice.

Mike, you better get this. Alright. Go on. You killed your Tanta Alice? Yes. I took a pillow and smothered. Go on. Could I tell you about it? I mean, all about it. Sure. Well, I have a fine job. I'm the general manager of the hand-esque company.