The Devil's Playground (aka-Carnival)

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all games. Public enemies that even the G-Men cannot reach. The Green Hornet. The Adventurer, the Devil's Playground. The events and characters depicted in this drama are fictitious.

And a similarity to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. I'm now business K.P. Look at the crowds around all the different things. There's the wax museum and a shooting gallery. Is it always so crowded here, La Rach?

You were all seasoned. People come down here to go swimming on the beach and they wander around evening staking in all the excitement. They don't tell me you've never been here before. First time crossed my heart. I was meant to but after leaving a newspaper.

Well you know how it is. Even us newspaper hounds get a day off once in a while. Anyhow Mr. Reed's the guest I come out here with you so here we are. Yep with orders to see how all these carnival concessions are going.

What did Mr. Reed want me to go? I have a secretary not a reporter. But we'd look like the rest of them. A couple out for a good time. Mr. Loughley. Here's the romacos, the Katie.

What do you think of it? It's awfully high isn't it? The devil's sipping at Parker's face. I'll take it. Here's the pair. He'll slam steel with a lean debraslet. Enjoy the fun ride to double-dip-rumbling.

$0.50 a pound of the fast and spiggy throw to culture in the world. I bought a brother. You and the lady Fran Carl are living right now. I'd like to try it, Katie. No, thanks.

Not me, love. Why not? Surely they ain't got the worry about it. It doesn't look safe. Every time a car goes around that curb there, the whole support needs to shake. The way it's built, lady.