The Confidential Matter - Ep 1

From Hollywood it's time now for Johnny Della Lord Parkinson Johnny turn it in mutual. Oh, how are you Marty? I couldn't feel much worse It's the olives that do it not the martinis. I wish it was that simple. Can you come over to my office right away Johnny?

Well, I guess so if I don't often pull that confidential business, but I really would hesitate to go into this one on the fall Pretty rough, huh? I'm afraid you're gonna find it even worse than that. It's uh, it's about Ed Morgan Johnny Ed Morgan. I'm sorry. I know he was a good friend of yours.

He's one of the best I ever had. Ed was a great guy. It's too bad he had to die that way. Johnny, it's too bad he didn't die a year sooner. What? You'd better come on over to the office.

Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey and the transquaved adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account. America's fabulous freelance insurance investigators. Jaws Tulee, Johnny Dollar, from Special Investigator Johnny Dollar, to the home office Eternity Mutual Insurance Company, Hartford, Connecticut.

The following is an accounting of expenditure during my investigation of the confidential matter. Item $1.25 cents, taxi from my apartment to the Eternity Building in the seventh floor office of Mort Parkinson, Vice President and General Manager.

It was a room I well remembered, with its blank walnut paneling and deep leather chairs. I'd worked on a lot of cases with Mort and with a late Ed Morgan tool. And it sounded now as though Ed, my good friend from a long time back, was about to become a case himself.