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The Adventures of Frank Race, starring Tom Collins. The war changed many things, the face of the Earth and the people on it. Before the war, Frank Race worked as an attorney, but he traded his law books for the cloak and dagger of the OSS.
And when it was over, his former life was over too. Adventure had become his business. The Adventures of Frank Race. How we joined Frank race for the adventure of 17 Black. Saratoga, city of sport and health.
Where he can watch the thoroughbreds come thundering into the stretch, or increase your physical efficiency with its spring water and sunshine. But my sport at the moment wasn't taking place in the sunshine. And I'm afraid the healthful effect of its atmosphere was rather dubious.
Number 17 black Now you're coming up mister race. It's about time after what I've dropped here tonight. I'll let that right again At last I find you. Oh, hello mark thought you were New York place your best play. I was sent up here to find you We got to get going come on. What you hurry?
Busy you're gonna be busy. You've got a hasty pass for universal indemnity the embezzlement job, and they want you's right now Number 17 black Looks like you're in the groove, Mr. Ace. I got luck on my shoulder.
Leave it right there, Eddie. I'm letting it ride. Oh, no, he ain't any push it this way. We are heading for New York. How about Mark? I'm just beginning to win. You ain't gonna win by leaving it there.
Let's blow this is important. Place your bets, please. Yeah, well, I'm supposed to ride. Come on, sit. I'm right. Nobody. Keep playing one number on everything. You just think in the fourth. Yeah, hold on a second.
17, black. You see what I tell her? Hey, you'd want a guy? Yeah, what a one. You hadn't picked up the bed. Hey, look, maybe we ought to go back and play that thing for a while, huh? Here, you're hot.
Come on, Mark. We're heading for New York. Who talked to you from the insurance company, Ray? Yeah, Ches Bay Ray. They told him you weren't a little time yourself, but he said I was to get you anyway.
He told me all about it, so I could break this. What's the story? Some guy keeping books for a construction offer took 70 cheese at a company's money. It was bonded with universal Read wants me to go after him. No, no, not the guy. He's dead. So is I Read wants you should see if you can find a dog
Yeah, the universal indemnity I ain't got the details He lived in Besler than a man named O'Connor with a home in Yaku's I had Mark drive me over there to see his wife. It's the use of talking about it Johnny's dead But after a while I suppose I'll be able to tell myself I still got a baby.
Baby? It's a year old. I've got some money. You got the rent for another month? Got some ground meat for supper? Guess I'll have to get a job pretty soon. Didn't your husband have insurance?
$8,000 worth. But we'll never get any of it. Not if they call him a suicide. I should have occurred to me. How did he die, Mrs. O'Connor? He was found in the garage, shot in the car, carbon monoxide.
I see. They'll never convince me that he'd give me the suicide. Not Johnny. He enjoyed life too much. Why, he was right in the middle of making a crib for the baby. And if he stole that money, where is it?
I understand there was a confession. You think, even if it is in Johnny's handwriting, there it is. I'm taking the only way out. When they ordered my records, they'll find I've misappropriated $70,000, trying to forgive me, Johnny.
He never took that money. Possibly not, but it's missing. Andrew, husband is dead. If we're going to prove him innocent, you'll have to help me. I'll do anything. Did your husband have any friends in the company or particular enemies?
Irving Dalton, the chief accountant. He always treated John like a laborer. See, John used to carry a hard. But when the baby was coming, he took a night's workhorse and bookkeeping to better himself. The Dalton hired your husband? No, no. TJ Thomas does the hiring, his general manager.
Does Thomas have a financial interest in the company? I think he owns a third. The rest of it belongs to Mr. and Mrs. Maynard. Well, possibly Mr. Thomas can help a little. I'll see him tomorrow.
In the meantime, take this. No, no, I couldn't. We'll call it along. You've got that youngster to think about. And for the time being, stay with your baby and forget about getting a job. Taking back the city, Mark.
What's cooking? No one to think about a family name, Minard. So you need a hard bunch to get along with. The old man's retired cement finish. You see, the boys, they don't believe in labor, many.
You're working the wrong neighborhood, and the man is out of here too with the big-time contractors. Oh, big-shots. No, no, ain't it? All right, sir. What is it? That's the dam behind us. What's that, they're waving out the wind?
It's a tommy gun. Right. But it is them twisting, they're waving it at us. No. What a question I can't. You got a gun? in my hand against that firepower. He's getting on me, race, we're gonna get it.
Aah! Race, okay. Let me get my arm free. Let me help you. He's coming over there machine gun. Is lying to sub, race, he's gonna... You got him, you got him. The guy's running. Watch out.
I didn't kill anyone. I'll tell you in a leg. Yeah, but he lost the chatter box, we're okay. Yeah. Let me help you out. Yeah. What kind of a deal is this anyway? Looks like a lethal dearmark.
playing for big cheaps. You didn't go to an ordinary lumberyard to find the offices of the Manate Construction Company. They took up half the 14th floor of a skyscraper. I was impressed by the handsome paneling the ancestral portraits and the cocktail party that was going on.
The one that plays was rocking. It was only after quite a bit of elbow-fancing I was able to force my way to await him. He promised to locate TJ Thomas for me, but it was at least 15 minutes before I got a reaction.
to race. I'm Irving Dalton, Chief Accountant for the firm. You have been moving around so you're in a little dazed. You didn't come here on business, I hope, not this afternoon. When he's celebrating, lifting up a mortgage, just a little part in honor of State Senator Humphries. Well, this for a State Senator? What would you do for a governor? I understand
you ought to see Mr. Thomas. Yes, TJ Thomas, General Manager, isn't he? That's correct, And it says General Manager on this door. It also says Private Mr. Lacey. If you don't mind. It's a long elevator ride up here.
I'd like to conclude my business this time. So if you ask me, I don't think it's a good idea. Really darling, no one asks you. Hold it second. You don't mind. This is rather private.
Sort of bored meeting you. No, I don't mind at all. I'm most anxious to talk to the board. Now, wait a minute. My name's Rayce. I represent the Universal Endeavourity Company. I'm here concerning the claim on your bookkeeper O'Connor.
Oh, well, and that came right in, Mr. Race. I'm Sandra Maynard. This is Mr. Thomas, our general manager, and my husband Arthur Maynard. What do you want? No, Race. Several things. But first I'd like to express a personal opinion.
Your bookkeeper didn't steal anything, and he didn't commit suicide. He was murdered. Dear me. Headlines. Headlines. Sound of my darling, your well-fairly group will buzz about this one. Oh, er, they're shut up. This is very interesting. Are you ready to prove that someone else misappropriated the money, Mr. Ray?
Not yet. But that much money doesn't just disappear. There's an outright case of embezzlement that rocks fake themselves. I should think so. Oh, of course. You know all about the records, don't you, darling? I don't know what keeps me from clawing your face off.
And I'm warning you, Arthur, if you don't stop... I've seen Merritt, little Donna Brooks, has never been to my liking, so I'm eased out of the room. And bumped into his delectable, a bit of fabric, as I've encountered in several days.
A 20 blonde with a nine-eye. And you look sort of brandy. You know those people in there? Sandra and Arthur made it? I'm sure I know them. What's the pitch on the relationship? You sound like someone sent out to watch the silver.
And I've run into a defendant of the family, aren't I? Oh, not me. I know them, but I don't play in their yard. And never will. They don't get along. It's embarrassing. That's because they're going to be divorced.
He used to be her teacher at college. I guess they never straightened it out. Make quite a clatter out of it, don't they? This whole party is turned into a clatter. I think I'll go home.
You care to come along? Wasn't encouraging the invitation of Hatton Weeks. Lead on, Verleadee, lead on. It sounded like he was putting up quite a squawk. Well, Mark, now he's a very unreasonable fellow. Just because he waited half an hour for me, well, he should drive us to Europe.
When I got my own car, he was nuts. Well, it's a night to send anybody by me, darn, it's a full moon, sky full of stars. Perfect night for a man's. Or where did he?
What makes you say that? Just a thought. Do you always carry so much luggage in your car? I'm a nightclub singer. I'm going away for engagement. Oh, too bad. Come with me. What I do, push your piano around?
Ray. But first, let's have a little light. What are you doing?
Living this pistol from your purse. What is it, part of the new look? I'll raise. Don't be like that. I'll go for you if you let me. I might even postpone going away. How would you like to talk about a man named Johnny O'Connor and $70,000?
I might. There's something that might interest you in the bottom door of that bureau. Stuck! So are you, sucker! Nice work, Doris. Now we can get rid of this chump for good. We'll return to the adventures of Frank Race in just about one minute.
And now back to the adventures of Frank Race. I came alive regretfully. The hazy conviction that my head had grown at least double and was still trying to expand. I told myself here to believe this was no procedure for establishing Johnny O'Connor's innocence or securing his insurance for his wife and child.
Then I caught voices and I knew my best bet of me to play dead. Any sign of life back there, Rocky? Nah, he's out cold. Better take a look and see if he's coming to.
I relax. When I slug him, they stay out for hours. Flashlight, I'm gonna make sure. Okay, okay. Out cold as a macro. You want him up front, don't you? Right behind the wheel here. Give me a hand on it.
Yeah. There we go. Oh, this guy's big. He's hot to lift, all right? Let's give another heave. Oh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah, that's good. Now, now, before the lick roll. This ain't no new idea. You know, it's got to be done right.
The cops get hit. That's good enough. Now, put the car in the hurry. Ah, I want to stay. Why don't you go through that guard rail on the curb? everything doing with getting out of you.
I'll set. Okay then. Let it go. I'm here to set the car full-by. Through me sideways in the seat. Try getting up. The reflexes were off. That curve. I had to get control. If I didn't...
Do that to yourself. And I said there'll be a few seconds. And I staggered to a full booth and I asked Mark to come out and meet me. All I can say is it was your own form.
might have been tagging along and probably never would have mapped. I warned you about that, Dame. He's very attractive, Mark. It's about what occurred as we continue to think about it. Ah, she had a look.
And all me, I never miss her, Dame. I agree. As the poet says, they're the most dangerous species. Most dangerous of the species, Mark. You take it for me, they ain't of anything. When it comes to working angles, Dame's are all by themselves.
What are we going to do with this car? Take it back. They cracked up as much as my cab was. Ain't a bad guy at all. What's this? The registration says it belongs to the town of the Humphreys.
He used car sales. That's where we're taking it? Admitment. The joint will be shut tight in Atlantic City in December. Well, let's get inside. You know something they could call us breaking an anti-game. Give me a hand.
Not so long as the cause is just... Need a new door here. You want my flashlight? No, street lights enough. You take that filing cabinet and see if you can find any papers on the coin.
I'll try the desk card. How do they file these things by license number maker car? What? I ain't having all lucky. Never mind. Take a look at this. There's a registration application for the coin.
Made out of my name. Calling this, I own it. Then I'm lon it as soon as you can. It needs no rings in a rebore. A tight little arrangement. Look, I don't get it. I don't...
If I had been killed and I'd marked this slip would have been mailed to the motor vehicle bureau in the morning. It would have covered my accident very nicely. Looks like you're up against tough pigeon, right?
There's more of this than just the missing 70,000. I wonder if I could squeeze any information out of some of the menon. Squeeze another time. In this case, Chum, that ain't good. You're wrong, Marcus.
In this case, it ain't bad. The home of Sandra Maynard turned out to be one of those structures that a locksmith and a couple of carpins could turn into a hotel over a weekend. The lady of the house greeted me in a sequence something that gave almost as much flash as she did.
I instantly recognized one quality in her that I tabbed as dynamite. While you were with her, she'd make you forget all the other women you'd ever known. our scrambled meeting last night. This is rather unexpected, but it's nice. Cigarette?
Thanks. You'll be drinks along the moment. Manhattan's Martina. I'm sure you must like one of the other. I have been occasions when I've gone for both. Too bad. I bet you were distressed. You're a attractive race. Then I suppose you already know that. You're rather direct, It was a manor and I'm sure you make good use of the trade.
It saves time. I don't say Mrs. Mame and I hate the name. Call me, sir, and everyone does. Even my chiffer. I wonder. If I stepped off on the wrong foot. But the officer, why worry?
Suddenly I do find myself worrying. Do you mind if I try to impress your race? I think I enjoy it. Why did you come to see me? To talk business. Stand it, Wade. I don't think it's true, Anne.
Lace, I have a feeling you might be crusading. Did you know Johnny O'Connor? Do I look the type to know anything about a construction company? I inherited the thing from my father. I care so little about it, I've given my husband a quarter interest to get rid of him.
What about your Johnny O'Connor? He was the bookkeeper who was supposed to have committed suicide after embezzling $70,000. And you don't think he did? either one. It seems that they handled the expense accounts for the firm.
Entertainment bills, items like that. I don't get the significance. The state's Attorney General has been asking for funds from the legislature to investigate contracted bids for public works. It's been complaints that your companies had inside information on supposedly sealed bids.
So a lot of expense vouchers in your office became too hard to hold. Expense vouchers that might have been linked with the robbing of public officials. What does all this have to do with that bookkeeper?
Well, she always said that with all those vouchers missing, say, $70,000 worth, O'Connor would be the Patsy with nothing to back up the entries in his books, especially if he weren't around to offer excuses.
I'm afraid you've lost me, race. I let Thomas run the company. And you know nothing about this? Nothing. But I do know one thing. What's that? I'm glad you came into the picture. Thanks. I'm glad of him.
Oh, stop looking at your watch. You don't have to rush off, right? No, it's getting late now if I'm not a condiment. On another woman? On your chief of carpent. Irving Dalton. I want to see you again.
If you'd care for my case history, I'm 26 and rather wealthy. About 60 days, I shall no longer be encumbered with husband. Missed in deposition. Don't worry, you'll never be lonely. There's nobody home race.
It should be. This hour. Yeah, why don't you try to knob? Nothing like the direct approach. I said, blend that earlier this evening. I'm under minute. There's going to be a light switch here somewhere.
That's better. Now it... ...erase. Yes. It's Dalton. Look at his drawer. Somebody must have choked the white nut. He must have been showing Santa weakening. That's he going to have to. No, no, that's not going to happen.
Oh, open the door to keep behind us. Okay. Didn't know of it behind your leg, dawg. Take a better look, Thomas. You'll notice he isn't awake. Say, what is this? Well, I know some inquisitive gentlemen who'd call it homicide.
What do you think you're going? I'm getting out of here. Not yet. I had nothing to do with this. Possibly not. But I have a hunch we can tie you in with Johnny O'Connor's modem.
I had nothing to do with it. Oh, then you know it wasn't a suicide. No. No, I... Mark, dial the homicide, Durham. No, no, wait a minute. Oh, why can't we sort of talk this over?
We can. Why did you start in? The first race! Look outside the window! Ooh! Well, I'd still, I'm in the home of Sonder-Mated. I told Mark to drift around the grounds, keep his eyes open, and then I rang the bell.
The butler appearing in a robe insisted that his, Mr. said retired. I had him take me to her bedroom suite where we found her still up. She dismissed the butler. You mind if I go on brushing my hair, race?
Not at all. It doesn't disconcert you? You know very well it disconcerts me, but at the moment there's something else. What else, race? I just came from Dalton's apartment. He's dead. Wait. And so is TJ Thomas, your own general manager.
Dalton was strangled. Thomas was shot race. Race are not serious. Who could have done it? The place might think you did. I race you're kidding. You don't think I did it, do you? But person who killed dog and had the strength of a man.
Do you have a pistol? This talk. Have you ever had one? Yes. Yes, of course, but my husband's had it for some time. You can prove that. I think so. The butler knows that Arthur has had it.
But the permit was issued in your name? Yes, it was, but... There's a bullet in Dalton's apartment. The bullet that killed Thomas. The police are going to find it. When they check it in ballistics, your buttless testimony isn't going to be much good if they file that gun here in your room.
But I told you I don't have the gun. I have a feeling that your husband is going to plant it here. Oh, race I'm all upset. Why would he do that? First to cover himself.
When he gave him that interest in the firm, he decided to make it pay off in a big way. He got Thomas and Dalton on the hook and they started the bribery pattern for big profits.
But you're the principal owner, so he's going to try to tag you with the guilt. Another thing, if you were to be executed for murder, he'd get another big chunk of you estate since he's still your husband.
What am I going to do? We can wait for him. Then when he gets here. I'm already here with the mates. As a matter of my darling, he'll ask your poise, emulate Mr. Race. He's quite controlled.
That's your gun he's holding, son. Yes, yes, that's it. You've caused me a great deal of trouble, Mr. Race. The obvious suicide of O'Connor satisfied the police. Why didn't it satisfy you? Johnny O'Connor didn't have your educational background made it.
He never abused a word such as misappropriated. Not even in a suicide note. He used the same word when I interrupted that office meeting. Even Thomas was satisfied with the embezzled. You smelled murder in one word?
Two words. That was a simpler one. Well, can't I have said books? Thomas called them books. You used records. The note said records. I admire Superior Intelligence, Mr. Race, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to dispose of you.
Be a bit involved, won't it? Not at all. You came here to charge Sandler with crimes. She shoots you with the same gun that killed Thomas. Her gun as you pointed out. She then commits suicide.
Mr. Race, stop looking behind me as though there was someone there. Oh, but there is. What? I'll take care of him, right? I'll take care of him, right? Yeah. Hey, tell your race. You just can't beat an ant wrench in a pinch.
Well, you're nadies, the right guy to flip it. Marcus, never have I been so happy to see your ugly face. face. The Adventures of Frank Race, starring Tom Collins with Tony Barrett as Mark Donovan, came to you from Hollywood.
The series is written and directed by Joel Mercott and Buckley Angel. The music is composed and played by Ivan Dittmars. Be sure to be with us again this time one week from today for another dramatic chapter in The Adventures of Frank Race.
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