The Yours Truly Matter

From Hollywood, it's time now for... Johnny Dollar. I have your call to Hartford, Connecticut, Mr. Dollar. One moment, please. Thanks, operating. Hello? Pat McCracken. My Pat, Johnny Dollar. Oh, good. Still out on the west coast, Johnny?

Practically. Did you clear up that concave matter? Made you the final report two days ago. Oh, good. Now, sit tight because I think I'll have another case for you out there. Yeah? Well, I've got one all lined up for myself.

Why? I'm gonna get you okay for an expensive cop. Oh, that depends who holds the policy. Hold several policies with the companies that you serve. Who is he? Or is it a she? Oh, it's a he, all right.

The most important client I know. Oh, Johnny. And certainly the one deserving of most attention. Well, who is it? Me, Pat. What? Me. Bob Bailey. In the exciting adventures of a man with the action-packed expense account, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator.

Yes, truly. Johnny Dollar. Expense accounts submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar. To the Universal Adjustment Bureau, Hartford, Connecticut. Attention, Mr. Pat McCracken. Following his account of expenses incurred during my investigation of and participation in the US truly matter.

Item 1, $34, transportation, and all the incidibles I could think of, Los Angeles to Las Vegas, Nevada. I needed a couple of days of relaxation after that King K to fare. Item two, 31.40, from my room at the Flamingo Hotel, plus two fancy meals with a couple of drinks to go with them.

Item three, 85 cents phone call to my old pal Buster Faver down at Lake Mojave Resort in the Colorado River. Sure. Buster, how did you guess? Big, long, good bass. They're practically jumping into the boat.