The Phones Die First

And now, to a nice presentation of radio's outstanding theater of thrills Suspense, to a night we bring you a story based on fact A man's last hour is in a death cell awaiting execution. We call it the phones die first So now, starring Harry Bartell here is tonight's suspense play the phones die first

badly speaking. Yes one but it's almost four. The owners of you downstairs you understand. If you say so sir. I'll call the road right away. Sarge Sarge. Yeah Brenner. How about these law books I got a lot of them here. You can give them to the library if you want

or the fellas here. Whatever you want to do. How about the guys huh. Fine with me. Well, that's about everything. Except my personal stuff. Do I have time, Sarge? It's not quite for you. Excuse me, brother.

Sure. Bro. Yes, sir. He's about ready. Oh, Captain, are you coming over to go with Brunner? Or shall we? Yeah, he's all right. Yeah, we'll do. Mm-hmm. Bye. Bill.

Yes, Sarge? Captain's on his way up for Brunner. You and Doug take the gun rail just in case, you know. Right, Sarge. You know something? What? I'll be glad when the cap takes me off this tour.

Each time one of them poor devils takes the big walk I do too. You'll get used to it. They do. What? Afternoon, Captain. We got a problem. Oh? Ford and called me. Bernard's got a specially approved visit.

His sister. You're gonna take him downstairs first? No, I don't think so. I think we'll take him over to my office to visit with them and downstairs from there. Hello, Frank. Oh, Cam. How's it going?