I'm E .G. Marshall. What is blood? Well, that
all depends. To some, blood is a cause for pride.
To others, blood is a reason for prejudice. Blood.
Mysterious blood. It unites us. It divides us.
Ironic, isn't it? When you consider that everyone's
blood is the same. Well, practically. Now he
must slow down, see? The road ahead is under
construction. Are you sure this is the car? I'm
sure. Hand me the rifle. Are you sure? I can
see him sitting next to his driver. I swore I'd
kill him. Now! Now he belongs to me! Now! I missed
him! How can I miss? You didn't miss! Couldn't
you see the shells bounce off? His car is plated
with armor. His glass is bulletproof. It's impossible,
Anthony. You'll never be able to get him. I'll
kill him, Vincent. Somewhere, somehow, I'll kill
him. Our mystery drama, The Only Blood, was written
especially for the mystery theater by Sam Dan.
and stars Howard da Silva. I'll be back shortly
with Act One. They came by the millions to America.
They came wearing a rainbow of costumes and speaking
a babble of tongues. Frightened by the strangeness
of marvelous mysterious America, they huddled
together for security in clusters of kinfolk,
landslite goombas, to begin the often slow and
sometimes painful process of becoming Americans.
And this is a story of one of them. A man named
Anthony Boga. And it happened some 40 years ago.
in a large East Coast city. You're not hungry
tonight, Anthony. Yes, I'm really very hungry.
You haven't eaten a bite. I... I was thinking.
About what? Well, I'm not sure. Look, you always
tell me later. Well, this time, tell me sooner.
I... Ten dollars is missing. Ten dollars? Yes.
How is that possible? Well, you know, thanks
to Lewis, we now have a cash register in the
store. I was always opposed to it. The boy is
right. It's the modern way. It's how things are
done in America. But when you kept the money
in a drawer, nothing was ever missed. When we
kept the money in a drawer, we never knew. How
could we tell? This way, every time you take
in money, it prints on a paper. At the end of
the day, the paper tells you how much money you
should have. Well then, perhaps... Perhaps what?
Perhaps the paper is wrong. Impossible. Now,
what troubles me is it's always $10. What do
you mean, always? Well, not only is it always
$10, but it's always missing on a Friday night.
I tell you, it's that machine. Oh, for the last
six weeks. Could it be that Louis... Oh, no.
Your own son? Your only son? I don't know what
the... Throw out that machine. Oh, I promised
the lady she could have her shoes at one o 'clock.
No, no, I'll finish for you. Go. Mama doesn't
like it when anybody's late to eat. Hello, Louis?
What can I do for you, Chuck? You gotta hand
over a fin. Listen, will you talk about this
later? What? Later? I'm here now. Get it up.
Louis, who is this man? What does he want? Pop,
it's just a little... No reason why you shouldn't
introduce me to your old man. The association
likes to know all its customers. What association
is this, Lewis? Pop, I can explain everything
later. I saw you last night, Charlie. Yeah, yeah,
I know. But the executive board held a meeting
this morning. You know how prices are going up
everywhere. Like, for instance, what are you
paying for leather today? You see what I mean?
So, with your overhead and everything, we've
got to go from 10 to 15. But I don't have the...
No way. I want to be your pal. But you know how
it is. All right. Here you are. What are you
doing? Papa, please. He's smiling, Pop. Everybody
smiles today. Look at this fiber here. Even Lincoln's
smiling. Shows you've done a good thing. See
you next week. Same time, same station. So, this
is what happens to the ten dollars. I was hoping
you wouldn't find out. You were hoping what?
That maybe I can't add? Count? I used to pay
for my own pocket, but lately I... So, we belong
to the association. For what reason? Because
we have to. We have to? Everybody belongs, every
shop in the street. My son, it is quite possible
that you have forgotten who you are. Let me remind
you. You are not a sheep who follows. You are
a man who leads. Papa, you don't understand.
I understand quite well. We had these bandits
in the old country, too. When several rode up
to our farm, my father shot them. No, Papa, you
don't understand. I understand this, my son.
I didn't come to this country to live on my knees.
Laurie! Good afternoon, Vincent. Well, I can
see. Here is a man who carries the troubles of
the entire world on his shoulders. You learn
something every day. What did you learn today?
I learned that men who appear to be strong, proud,
and honest are afraid to join their hands together.
I will also turn you down. These are not just
street hoodlums, Anthony. They work for a powerful
man. An important man. A bandit chief. Perhaps.
But here he is respected. He stands well with
the politicians. His name is Al Carly. But how?
Anthony! Certain things are the same in every
country. But there is a principle. Yes. At first,
I too felt bad to bathe these dogs for protection.
And then there were fights. People were afraid
to come in. But it's wrong. I see it as just
another tax. But this time, I get what I pay
for. You mean... You will not fight these swine?
Come, Anthony, what is it? A few dollars, it
won't make you, it won't break you. I see. Well,
I will fight him alone. Anthony. I must say,
the chicken is the finest you ever made. I wanted
this to be the best supper in your life. Is that
true? Why? Because it could very well be your
last son. And what does that mean? Lewis has
been talking to me about the association. And
what right does our Lewis have to worry his mother
with business matters? Since when is a woman
to be concerned? Lewis is frightened. Why? Anthony,
there is no way in the world you can defy these
thieves. This is America. Fear one does not have
to fear. There is a man named Al Carly. He is
what is known as a boss. He is not my boss. I
could never look at myself in the mirror if I
bowed down to scum like that. You will pay these
people. Maria, are you telling me how to run
my business? You will pay these people. Never.
Promise. I'll think about it. Promise. Very well,
I promise. Papa? What is it I have I don't think
you should be here No, no, no Papa because yes
because He'll be here any minute and and well
and you would rather I did not witness the shameful
Transaction that will take place. You don't have
to be involved with it. You mean I should pretend
this thing does not exist. Okay Okay, it's just
that you've got a short fuse and I'm afraid one
word could lead to another and well I must see
this with my own eyes Besides it's already too
late The jackal is at the door. Well, happy days
to Anthony Boda and some as the sign reads on
the window. I will pay the money, Louis. Well,
this is a gloomy looking group. What's the matter?
No hello? No how are you? No house tricks? Where's
all this old world courtesy I used to hear about?
Now take your money and get out. See to you,
Pop. I don't like to be called Pop by a common
thug. Listen, Pop. Maybe I better smarten you
up. Chuck, he doesn't mean it. No, you don't
mean it, do you, Pop? I never spoke a word I
didn't mean. Well then, that calls for this.
I only want to teach you manners, Pop. Now, do
you apologize or do I knock out your teeth? Louis,
explain to your father what the score is. Papa,
please. Louis. Explain why you stand by while
this animal strikes your father. What could he
do about it? He could do this. And this. Papa,
don't hit him again. I'll kill you. Papa, he
has a gun. I see, I see. Drop it, drop it. Drop
the gun, I'll break your arm. I said let go of
the gun. What are we going to do now, Papa? Some
of the taxi cab we will deposit this this refuse
this human garbage at the police station Mr.
Boda and I like to talk to you in private, okay
About what officer? Well, that's why we better
talk in private now this way, huh? Sit down,
please, Mr. Bonner. Thank you. I'm Sergeant Carey.
Each and every word I'm about to say to you is
off the record. If you ever quote me, I'll swear
I never said it. Understand? What is there to
understand? His situation. I'm on duty at the
desk. You come in with his badly beat -up hoodlum.
Ah, you know he's a hoodlum. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
He's got a small reputation. But that's all I
know. And you say you want to press charges.
By all means. We only have your word that he
tried to shake you down. And the word of my son
and all the shopkeepers in the neighborhood.
We can have this... Suppose all the neighbors
dummy up. Suppose they don't want to get involved.
You, an officer of the police, are you telling
me I must submit to this? No, no. I'm just trying
to give an honest man the same break we give
a criminal. When a crook is brought in, we inform
him of his rights. But I still don't see why.
I must listen. Al Carly is your enemy. Not that
small -time hood. Al Carly's got judges, politicians,
businessmen in his hip pocket. And policemen,
too? I wouldn't doubt it. Then it's time that
pocket was slashed open. And those vermin were
exposed to the light of day. If you bring charges,
you'll have the best lawyers money can buy. Sergeant,
thank you for your kindness, but we're wasting
time. Okay. Do this. You say the man you brought
in is the collection guy for the neighborhood?
Yes. Call some of your friends. See if they'll
come down and identify him. See if they'll sign
affidavits. Of course they will. All it required
was one man to lead the way. How can they refuse
me now? Do it as required, Sergeant. Place this...
this animal behind bars. There is no doubt that
Anthony Boda is a man of strong courage and firm
convictions, but he may be just a little bit
unaware of the qualifications for leadership.
We will consider leaders and followers when I
return shortly with Act Two. When a hoodlum tried
to shake down Anthony Boda, an immigrant shoemaker,
Anthony, who believes what he has read about
law and justice, promptly disarmed the thug and
delivered him to the police station. Sergeant
Carey, a wise, cynical, and experienced officer,
is trying to explain to Anthony that things are
not really the way they seem. Mr. Boda, listen,
Al Carley doesn't want rough stuff for publicity
if he can help it. He'll yank Chuck out of there
and stick him someplace else if you'll forget
the whole thing. He told you all this? I don't
want you to get hurt. You're a man with heart,
Sergeant. But it is more important for me to
discover something. Discover what? If I made
the right choice when I decided to come to America.
You had me brought up. Who are you? I can be
your best friend, or your worst enemy. Mister,
I like riddles, but not in the middle of a working
day. What's your business here? My name is Carly,
Hal Carly. You heard about me? I heard. I cannot
say I like what I heard. But I like what I heard
about you. Yes? What have you heard about me?
Hey, tell me you're a man. And? And so you should
be concerned with that little situation that
happened here the other day. Why? Because it's
beneath you. I will not be slapped by hoodlums.
Of course not. You gave better than you got.
Your honor should be satisfied. Now forget it.
This matter is now in the hands of the law. Of
course. But in whose hands is the law? In the
hands of the man who can buy better lawyers,
better witnesses. I'm not sure I understand what
you want. In this case against my collector,
why he is scum, isn't he? Well, this case must
not go to trial. Why not? You have the lawyers,
the witnesses, the judges, the juries. What have
you got to fear? I have read the Bible. A pity
you don't take it seriously. Back then when the
fight was arranged who could have believed that
David would kill Goliath, huh? Drop the charges
No Anthony I want to get away from this rough
stuff. I Got a kid. She's going to college American
Society girls go to that college this daughter
of yours She knows of course what her father
does. I really does I See Anthony I need a guy
like you To do what? What, to help me run my
organization? You don't want me. Ah, plenty of
guys got guts, Anthony, and plenty of guys got
brains. But you are one of very few guys who
got both. Why are you killing yourself in a shoe
repair store, huh? You don't want me, Mr. Carly.
If I ever decide to become what you are, there
wouldn't be room for us both in the same organization.
Do you understand me? I came here because I like
to avoid bloodshed. You're a chump. You'll never
know what hit you. Vincent, were the police here
to see you, Vincent? Well, yes. Someone from
the, from the district attorney. I received another
visitor too. Who? This gentleman explained certain
facts. Facts? Yes. This gentleman explained that
in order to run my business here, I need a license.
You always knew that, Vince. Yes. But he explained
that when I apply to renew my license, there
might be difficulties. You get your license from
the government, not from these hoodlums. But
you see, this gentleman is with the government.
That part of the government that sees to these
things. I don't believe it. I spoke with the
lawyers in the district attorney's office. I
believe them to be honest and sincere men. They
said they would protect me. They will protect
you too. Come, Vince, and talk to them. I'll
think about it. What's there to think about?
Tony, things are not so simple. I see. You have
already thought about it, and you have decided.
Good morning, Mr. Bonham. Ah, the police sergeant.
Now that you're going through with it, we'll
protect you as much as we can. Thank you. No,
we should thank you. You're doing something no
one has done before. You're a man of courage.
What chance do we have? It'd be better if we
could have more witnesses, but maybe they'll
come around. The newspapers have caught hold
of it. I brought you a copy. Here, see what it
says. Shoemaker defies mob. This is about me.
That man who spoke to me in the police station,
he was a reporter. That's right. Well then, we
have one. No. We have to win in court. But the
newspapers say we... The papers, you're today's
sensation. Tomorrow it'll be somebody else. Don't
go anywhere without telling us. And we'll have
a man watching the store day and night. Yeah,
where you been? Well, how come I couldn't reach
you all morning yet? Yeah? Well, what have you
been doing? You're supposed to keep it out of
the papers. It's all on the front pages. Listen,
this case can't go to try. You understand? Well,
you figure it out. That's what you got paid for.
Clowns. I'm surrounded by clowns. Oh, Daddy.
Marissa, what are you... I mean, uh... Should
you be in school? Yes. Something the matter?
Daddy, I even have a midterm exam. When? At two
o 'clock. Well, that's four hours from now. I'll
drive you back up there myself, huh? No, no,
I have my car. Marisa! There are stories in the
papers, and my friend said to me, of course it
isn't your dad. And I said, of course not, it's
another Al Carly. And what the reason that...
The reason I came down here... Was to ask me...
Oh, Daddy, I didn't know what to think. It is
another Ralph Carley. Daddy... I knew it, I knew
it. Oh, Daddy, can you ever forgive me? What's
to forgive? A huskull. Look, Daddy, would you
mind terribly if I changed my major? I've decided,
finally, it's... Sociology. I want to work with
poor children. Okay, you go right ahead, baby.
You can do whatever you want. Well, you know,
some of us are thinking of renting a store or
something downtown and helping kids study the
core subject. Hey, I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll pay the rent and buy a bus. Daddy, I don't
know what could have possibly gotten into me.
How could I have even thought? Forget it, Marisa,
baby. Forget it. What I forgot was what I should
always remember It's in the Bible you bought
me Honor thy father Hey you better get back to
school See Lewis see what it says in the newspapers
Papa I just wish I were like you You're my own
son. You're just like me. Oh no Papa very few
people are Just like you. You were born at the
wrong time. What? How can a man be born at the
wrong time? You should have been born when there
were great kings and heroes and fighters. My
son, every age needs fighters. I know I failed
you, Papa. I'm frightened. There's nothing to
be frightened of. Yes, Papa, there is. Why? Everything.
But I'll stand by you, Papa. I know you will.
Mama! What do you have there? A package. The
letter men brought it to the house. What kind
of package? Read here, let's see. It says, from
the leather company. Why would the leather company
send a package to the house? Here, let me see
it. Yes. It's from the leather company. It's
their label. Must be those special strips I wanted.
Papa? What is it, Luke? That package. What about
the package? I don't know. Must be my imagination.
Listen, Louis, your trouble is you live too much
in your imagination. Open up the packet. All
right. Well, I'll go shopping. What would you
like for supper? Why do you ask? You're now a
famous man. Papa, this doesn't look like... Like
what? Like the leather company pattern. Look
out, it's a bomb! Just a moment ago the shoe
repair shop of Anthony Boda and son was a neat
bright cheerful establishment a mother a father
a son a Close -knit loving family stood together
talking laughing now the place has become a mass
of twisted smoking wreckage and three bodies
lie motionless in the ruin I Shall return shortly
with act three When Anthony Boda was a boy in
the darkness of the old country, America was
a shining beacon light in the distance. Years
later, with hard work and some good luck, he
was able to come to America with his wife and
his son. And because he believed in justice,
he defied the gangsters who were trying to extort
protection money. And it happened that soon after,
a bomb destroyed his tiny shoe repair shop. And
the beacon light that was once America for Anthony
Boda is flickering faintly and about to die.
Mr. Boda, they say you should be out of here
in a couple of days. Yes. All of us, we... we're
very sorry. Thank you, Sergeant. I know that
nothing can bring back your wife and your son.
Tell me, Sergeant. Why were they killed at once?
Well, I received only scratches But it then has
to do with them the angle of forces. I saw no
no no no I mean what reason what plan? Why had
the Lord seen for that you would have to ask
a priest I? have asked the priest and And he
said God's ways follow a mysterious design so
you see I Am no wiser than before I'm sorry about
the other thing, too. What other thing? The trial.
Oh, the trial. I should say that there was no
trial. It doesn't matter. The hood just disappeared,
so there was no defendant. Carly must have had
him taken for a ride. It doesn't matter. Oh,
yes, it does. You set an example for us. You
woke a lot of people up. We're after Carly now.
It doesn't matter. You can't keep saying it doesn't
matter. I have succeeded in unraveling the riddle
myself. You see, I had become arrogant. I had
forgotten the law of nature. The strong destroy
the weak. I had seen my pictures in the newspapers.
My head was turned as if I were drunk on champagne.
I didn't listen to man of experience and true
wisdom. Men like my friend Vincent. Pay it. It's
just another tax. I have been punished. You can't
talk that way. Believe me, Mr. Borda, we'll break
up that mob. That will be your affair. Carly
figures he can ride out this particular storm
just like he rode out others, but he won't. Of
course not. I intend to kill him. You can't make
your own justice, Mr. Boda. But I must. That's
the only justice there is. I didn't think you
would ever speak to me again, Anthony. We've
been friends too long, Vincent. I forgot that.
I should have agreed to be a witness, not because
it was right or wrong, but because a friend asked
me. Maria and Louis. I'm so sorry, Tony. They
must be avenged. What are you saying? I must
kill this animal. Kill him personally. This Al
Carly. Tony! Tony, this kind of thing, it's not
done in America. I'm sick and tired of being
told what is and what is not done in America.
I don't want you to get into trouble, Tony. I
come to you as a friend. Will you help me? Well...
The answer is yes, or the answer is no. The answer
is not well. The answer is yes. The hunting rifle,
the one your father made. Tony! There's no better,
no more accurate weapon in all the world. But
what can you... It gives me two barrels, the
over and the under. I need only two shots. One
for Mr. Carly, the other for his bodyguard. Well,
you can't walk around the streets with a rifle.
No, there is no way to get him here in the city.
But I have learned something. On a Friday night,
he slips away. He takes the turnpike north. He
drives alone, except for this bodyguard. Tony.
There is a place where the road is being fixed.
So one must slow down. That's where I will be
in ambush. Well, the rifle. Can I talk you out
of this, Tony? No. I knew that. Well... When
do we go there? We. What is a friend, Tony? A
friend is another gun to stand beside you. Perfect.
This is perfect, Vincent. And not much traffic.
Are you sure he comes here this late at night?
Yes, yes. And is that... No, no. See? See how
the car must practically crawl past because of
the construction? This barricade gives us perfect
hiding place. I put blacking on the gun barrel
so it wouldn't shine in the moonlight. Thank
you, Vist. I have a score to settle with him
too, you know. Not as great as mine. No. That's
why you may have the first two shots. After that...
Listen. Is that...? Yes. You're sure? Yes. I
can even make out his evil face in the moonlight.
Let him come just a little closer. I've got him.
I've got him. Now! How could we miss? We didn't
miss! He's gone! He's got away! Cody! Didn't
you see? The shell simply bounced off! His car
has a coat of armor! The glass is bulletproof!
There's no way we can shoot him! There's just
no way! Good evening, Sergeant Curry. I figured
I'd find you here in Vincent's. You are looking
for me? Mm -hmm. I hear you and Vincent went
hunting last night. Hunting? Yeah. You did some
shooting up around Southchester. I don't know
where you received your information, Sergeant.
That's not the right way. By now you should know
you can't gun him down. After last night, he'll
build up more protection than ever. That's true.
There is no way I can get to him. I'm glad you
realize that before you get into a lot of trouble.
But there is a way I can make him come to me.
What are you saying? Yes. I can make him come
to me himself. With blood in his eye. Burning
with hatred. obsessed with the desire to murder
me with his own hand. Mr. Boda... And then, of
course, I will have every right to kill him.
Because, you see, I will be compelled to kill
him in self -defense. Oh, hello. Good evening.
Well, I'm afraid school's over for the night.
I'm just closing up. You have a child? You want
us to tutor? No. Oh, then what can I do for you,
Mr. Boda? Anthony Boda. Is the name familiar?
Well, I seem to remember seeing it somewhere,
but I can't recall. What do you want, Mr. Boda?
Your father, among a thousand other crimes, killed
my wife and son. What? What are you saying? You
know what I'm saying. You must be mad. I call
the police. You call the police. But why? I've
done nothing wrong. I have merely stated a fact.
Look, you get out of here. Will that change the
fact? My father, he's good, he's kind. He's the
most decent man in the world. How does your father
earn his money? Where is his factory? What goods
does he handle? In what does he trade? I'm a
shoemaker. I smell of leather. Your father. He
smells of death, because his business is death.
I, I, I don't know what you're talking. Were
you about to say, you don't know, you don't wish
to know? You read, you think? Get out of here.
Get out, get out! Good evening, Miss Carly. Dad,
you remember I, I asked you about the man in
the... You said it was another Al Carly. Marissa,
what are you trying to... Don't lie to me, Daddy.
Don't lie to me. Yeah, but... But it was another
Al Carly. Don't lie to me, please. It's bad enough
I had to lie to myself. It was another Al Carly.
Now listen, please, listen. There are two Al
Carlys. One is your dad. The other is somebody
who does what he has to do. The only thing he
knows how to do. I never saw it before. I suppose
I never wanted to see it. A man named Anthony
Boda, just a shoemaker, opened my eyes. And I
can never close them again. Boda? Did you say
Boda? Anthony Boda. I have never seen such dignity.
I was a fool. I should have made sure of him
before. But I'll kill him with my own two hands.
I'll kill him. I'll cut his heart out. Benji!
Can't you get more speed on this hip? Come on,
faster! This is state trooper. Lose him! Look
out! Look out! That idiot up ahead, he's turning!
He's... Look out! Mr. Burdell. Yes, ah the sergeant
I've been looking for you hop in You heard the
news I Heard the news He was coming after you.
I knew he would But I've been robbed. I Will
not have my revenge. She's dead No The radio
said he cannot live. So you see there is no justice
for me And do you know why he can't live? He
needs blood. He can buy all the blood he needs.
No, he can't. Why not? Because he... It so happens
he has a very rare type of blood. And he needs
a transfusion from someone who has that same
type. Only someone with that same blood can save
him. Surprising. I thought his blood would be
as base and as common as sewage. We do know of
a donor. The hospital has a record of someone
with the exact same blood type. Why tell me?
Because... you are the blood type. I... me? I
have the same blood as that swine? Yes, Mr. Butter.
The only person we know of. How is this fact
made known? Well when you and your wife and son
were brought to the hospital naturally your blood
was typed One of the lab technicians happened
to remember Well, that's the blood Carly needs
Or you'll die before tonight you You expect me
to give my blood to the murder of my wife and
my son You expect me to keep this animal alive?
Mr. Boda. Huh. Oh, I prayed that I would kill
this monster. I thought my prayers would never
be answered, but they were. They were. I now
hold his life in my hands. So you see, Sergeant,
this is justice. No, that's not justice. It's
revenge. Let the law deal with him. You may drive
me to the hospital, but he'll never see one drop
of my blood. And why do you want to go to the
hospital? To look in his eye. To laugh in his
face. To let him know who has conquered. Carly.
Al Carly, can you hear me? Do you know who I
am? Do you know why I'm here? To touch me. I
was in this hospital. You killed my wife, my
son. I swore I would kill you with my own hands.
Brother, brother, please, please don't let me
die. What? What are you saying? Please. You beg
me, your enemy, your sworn enemy for your life?
Please, please, please. Let me live. This? This
is what makes us tremble? This is who owns judges,
lawyers, politicians? This is what we fear? You
cowardly animal. Can't you even die decently?
Mr. Boda. Mr. Boda, you came. I knew you would
come. You see, Daddy? I told you. Mr. Boda is
a man. Does the doctor know how they've been
told to prepare for the transfusion? The transfusion?
That's why you came, isn't it? To give daddy
the blood? Daddy said you would never do it.
Daddy said you would drain every drop of blood
from your own body and die first before you would...
The young girl should not talk like that in front
of her father. Now, now you must say no more.
Al Carly, can you hear me? Al Carly, you are
very close to eternity. Speak the truth. For
the very first time in your life, the truth.
Look into my eyes, Al Carly, and tell me. Tell
me. If it were the other way and I lay dying,
would you give me your blood? Answer. And remember,
God is listening. The truth, Al Kali. Would you
give me your blood? Would you? No. Daddy. This
is between your father and me. You would not
give me your blood, Al Kali? No. No. Then this
is the difference between us. I will give you
mine. After Carly recovered, he stood trial.
His empire collapsed like a towering castle of
sand when the high tide sweeps up on the beach.
Al Carly will not be around for a while, 99 years
to be exact. But when his daughter needs advice
and comfort, she visits with Anthony Boda. They're
good for each other. Each makes up for something
the other has lost. I'll be back shortly. The
Anthony Bauders, the Al Carlies, each brought
the same blood to the melting pot of America.
But the melting pot is a crucible where men,
like steel, may either be hardened or destroyed.
Our cast included Howard da Silva, Ken Harvey,
Robert Dryden, Reiner Rayburn, and Jack Grimes.
The entire production was under the direction
of Hyman Brown. Now, a preview of our next tale.
Be quiet, Eddie. Your husband isn't thinking
straight, Mrs. Breacher. It isn't that easy.
You think that Harney will be satisfied if I
let him live? If I walk off this job, somebody
else walks in. This isn't the only gun in the
world. He's right Eddie Maybe the only way is
to give him the money back. There's nothing to
give back You think money stands still in this
business? Look, maybe if we left town went to
Mexico or someplace Arnie won't give up that
easy. It means too much to him Well, I'm not
staying here. I'm getting out. I'm getting as
far away as I can be Both of us Connie. I meant
both of us You expect me to run in a wheelchair?
Maybe Mr. Derry can tell us what to do. I can
think of only one thing. Joe Harney wants a dead
body. That's what we'll have to give him. This
is E .G. Marshall inviting you to return to our
mystery theater for another adventure in the
macabre. Until next time, pleasant dreams.