A Rake-Off on the Job

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game. Public enemies that even the G-Men cannot reach. The Green Hornet. With his faithful valid Cato, Brit read daring young publisher matches wits with the underworld,

risking his life that criminals and racketeers within the law may feel it wait by the sting of the Green Hornet. Ride with Brit read as he races toward another thrilling adventure. The green hornet strikes again.

Hurry, kiddo. Here's where we break the employment bracket. Got employment agency. Mr. Curl is busy just a moment, please. Got employment, is it? Look at the gold.

Suckers, all of them. Can't kick my money. You hire him and I fire him. But they later don't want to lie in first. Well, employment agency. Mr. Curl is busy just a moment. You want to buy me?

You want to buy me? You want to buy me? Yes, Quentin, we're doing all right. As long as you can fire them, I'll keep on hiring them. At our usual percentage, of course. Let go of me.

Well, young lady, don't you realize this is a private office? I'll have to take a moment to call. Oh, I'll call you back later. Yes. Well, don't stand there with your back pressed against the door. You're in. What do you want?

My name's Taylor. Mr. Taylor, you sent me out on a job and I didn't get it. That's too bad. Well, you're registered here. Just keep on... But I have some money here. Ten dollars. Of course. Our fee.

I must have it back. My husband and I, we really need it. I'm sorry, but that's out of the question. But you can't keep that money. I didn't get the job. That's my dear young lady is your headache, not ours.