Bait for a Two-Timer

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game, public enemies that even the G-Men cannot reach. The Green Hornet. The Adventurer, baked for a two-timer. The events and characters depicted in this drama are fictitious.

And a similarity to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Stand back there, let the doctors throw! I said that concrete was wrong.

This has been a murder job from the start. for you who saw it happen I did I was right here I want you to come to the office of the Daily Sentinel with me I've had a dozen phone calls in the past half hour about that building that collapsed I can't give those people information well then tell them so Glicker that's what

you're here for I'm here to fill in as Mr. Reed Secretary while Casey's on vacation not to play a parrot on a telephone only cow Mr. Reed's office they told me you general office that you had no list of casualties on that cave in I know you must have.

I'm sorry, but what the city room told you is correct. But I don't know how that is. You have no information. I am sorry. Oh, more call and I'll go harass you. As if that would be a long trip.

You're the guy that's to blame for this, Louris. Me? Say, are you sure you're not already wacky? The way you kept writing those articles about that building, hinting at political graft, suggesting that the place is unsafe, telling the world that if the building inspector was honest, you would be condemned.

All right. I wrote those stories. Sure I did. They caused Britt Reid one of them. He called the turn on that building. He's been hammering at the ring of crooks in town for the past six months.