Stolen Identity

But Green Hornet, he hunts the biggest of all game, public enemies who try to destroy our America. With his faithful valet Kato, Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches wits with the underworld, risking his life that criminals and racketeers within the law may feel its weight by the sting of the Green Hornet.

Ride with Britt Reid in the thrilling adventure, stolen identity, but Green Hornet strikes again! The parking lot behind the Civic Club was dark. The attendant had gone off duty, and the man who waited behind Andrew Blake's heavy car with a handkerchief over his face was quite alone. Then he heard footsteps on the gravel. He knew his vigil was finished. That's Blake

Corine Andrew Blake do another key case from his pocket. And he neared his car. He unlocked to open the car door. All right, mister. Get him up. Look. What is this? Keep quiet. Hand over your wallet.

Robbery, huh? You'll find the pickings rather slim. The cards weren't running my way tonight. I'll take that chance. You're taking quite a chance when you rob me. Here's the wallet. And here is Paul. Paul Blake?

I hope I haven't fractured your skull. What if I have your head coming? The man in the car pulled a handkerchief from his face as he drove from the parking lot. He shot into the street without looking and then...

Of all the crazy goons, how do I do it anyhow? I lost control of the car. That's your driver's license. Yes. Somewhere in this wallet. That's your identification. Here, take the wallet. You can see the report.

Hold your flashlight, Crosser. Let's see who he is. Blake. Hand to Blake. Hey, he's a big name and outro town. Hey, come back here. Why, God, he booked his balcony and he's done a hit run.