Pavement Condemned

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game public enemies that even the G-Men cannot reach the Green Hornet. Adventurer pavement condemned. The events and characters depicted in this drama are fictitious.

Any similarity to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Oh, it's you, Laurie. Thank goodness. What's the matter with you, clicker? Got the jitters today? Today, yesterday and all the rest of this week.

Oh gosh, I'll be glad when Katie gets back from her vacation. No matter where you are, the morning you can handle, it'll be the secretary of the publisher of a newspaper like the Sentinel. Ha! That's her last...

Where's Reed? Don't ask me! He stepped out last night, and that means sleeping in this morning. That'll all change when Axwood gets back here and moves into his apartment with him. That guy asked for the giving me the jitters.

I'm just hoping you won't show up to a case's back on the job bar. Because I don't want to be here when he comes. You tell me he's a back flapper and me with sunburns.

Ha ha ha! Look, look how much time you got before Reed comes in. How do I know? He isn't at the same time two days in a row. I want you to use influence. Make a couple of calls with me.

Huh? Influence. Say, I don't swing enough influence in this counter-raising umbrella and a cloud burst. You've got a lot of influence with that guy you made some pictures of. Who? Brande Meyer. Brande Meyer. What do you want influence swung on him for?

Come on, he dorled you on his knee when you were a kid with pigtails. You know the heart hit it all mule. Look here, Larry. You're the ace reporter of the Sentinel. If you want something on a Brande Meyer, figure a way to get it.