Vintage Sci-Fi Radio

The Falcon - The Case of the Unwelcome Wife

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Duration:: 32m
Broadcast on:: 22 Jun 2024
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You met the Falken first in his best-selling novels, then you saw him in his thrilling motion picture series. Now join him on the air when the Falken souls, the case of the unwelcome wife. In just a moment we'll bring you the latest adventure of the Falken, but first just a word about the latest addition to the Kraft family of fine foods, Kraft Salad Oil. If you haven't yet tried this new Kraft Salad Oil, you've really been missing something. For Kraft Salad Oil is more than just a new oil, the first ever offered for your home juice by the makers of all those other wonderful Kraft Salad dressing products. It's a new kind of oil, a lighter-bodied salad oil that blends quickly and perfectly with other ingredients. Yes, lighter-bodied because Kraft Salad Oil is not just refined. It's super-fined by a special process created by Kraft. Try this new lighter-bodied, super-fined Kraft Salad Oil in your homemade salad dressings, your cooking, your baking. You know it's good because it's super-fined by Kraft. Get some tomorrow at your grossers. And now the case of the unwelcome wife. It's early Sunday evening in New York, and in the swank club 19, a young man named Richie Wayne gazes around the bar with a proprietary interest, and proprietary is the word for it. For it, Richie doesn't exactly own the place he manages it, which is the next best thing. You fellas getting everything you want? Yeah, you're bad Richie. How's things by you? Couldn't be better. Boy. Oh, Joe, take care of my friend. Right. Here's Joe's way, Mr. Wayne. What is it, Marty? Mr. Castell wants to see you. The camp right now, busy. The boss said it was important. Okay, look at the things I'll be right back. Hi, Jack. Tommy. How you doing? Yes. Hello, Vince. Oh, come in, Richie. Thanks. Marty said you wanted to see me. Uh-huh. I've got bad news for you, kid. Why, what's the matter? What would you say if I told you that one of my most trusted men had let me down? Man, I treated like my own son. Oh, you, Richie. What are you talking about? I dropped in at the bank today. Oh, you should have let me go. That was my mistake. I've been letting you go too often. They tell me I'm $90,000 overdrawn. Now, how do you suppose that happened? Listen, Vince, I can explain. I'm not interested, Richie. All I want is my money. Look, you don't understand. I understand I trusted you and let me down. That hurts, Richie. And if you don't get that money back in 48 hours, it's going to hurt you a lot more. Richie. Hello, John. How are you? Fine. Let me take your coat. No, no, I can't stay long. June, I've got to talk to you. But darling, I've got company. Oh, I guess she means me. What are you doing here, Bruce? Now, now, Richie. I'm afraid your friend doesn't like me, too. No, I don't. Get out. I thought this was her apart. Maybe you better go, Bruce. I'll call you later. OK. So long, Richie. No hard feeling. Go on. Beat it. You're the boss. Good night, June. Good night, Bruce. What was he doing here? Now, look, darling. Let's get one thing straight. This is my place. You promised me you'd never see him again. Did I? Yes. And I guess I just can't be trusted. June, let's... let's not fight. I'm in enough trouble as it is. What do you mean? Vince discovered that I've been forging checks. What? Well, how do you think I was able to give you the ring and the bracelet and all the other junk? Yes. You know, I often wondered about that. Of course. Couldn't buy that on my salary. So you've been dipping in the tail? Listen, June, I hate to ask you this. But you want me to turn back everything you gave me? Yeah. I probably could raise 70,000 on this stuff. No, darling, 50. How do you know? I've already sold it. What? The jewels you saw me wearing were copies. Where's the money? Oh, I found a better investment. June, you gotta let me have it. Don't be ridiculous, Richie. But you don't understand, Vince will kill me if I don't get it back. You really think so? Of course. Well, in that case, all I can say... You know, let me have the money? No, it was nice knowing you, dear. Too bad it had to end like this. ♪♪ Second. Second easy, what are you doing? Hi, Mike. Well, if it isn't discount, Charlie. Yeah, that's what it is. Can I come in? What's the password? I can get it for you, old Sam. Advanced, friend. Stay. That's it, aren't you, Charlie? Yeah, don't mind if I do. How's business? Oh, it's well. It's good, cigarette. Yeah. ♪♪ Oh, well, incidentally, Mike, how much you paying a car to? $1.90. Well, I can get a pay for $1.80. Well, I'll keep in mind, Charlie. But you didn't come here for that. No, no, I got a proposition for you, Mike. What do you mean? Well, I got a case for you. There ought to be a very nice fee in it. Let it less, of course, my usual small cut for steering the business to you. Uh-huh. What's the matter? I don't split fees. Well, I ask a stem percent. I wouldn't give you a five. I'll take two and a half. Sorry, I'm not interested. You sure? Positive. Well, that raises a very delicate point, Mike. Oh? Yeah, yeah. You see, the guy wants to come into you anyway. How are you, a little shirtless? Hey, where are you going? Oh, he's waiting in the hall. Hey, Richie. Want me, Charlie? Yeah, you might as well come in now. And, Mike, I want you to meet a very swell fellow Richie Wayne. How do you do? A lot about you, Mr. Waring. Yeah, I've heard a couple of things about you. Well, not that we're one happy family, Richie. I want you to tell Mike your problem. It's not very involved, Waring. I work for Vince Castell. I know your men is a club 19 for them. That's right. Well, a little while ago, I needed some money and did you help yourself with some of Vince's? Yeah. What did you do, forged checks? $90,000 worth. Now I suppose Vince threatens to blow a whistle. Not exactly. He gave me 48 hours to get the dough up. If I can't buy that time, I don't think your father's going to the TA. Well, what happened to the money? What's some jury for my fiance? Only this dog does not happen to be his fiance. She's a grifter named June Denison. June Denison? Yeah, yeah. She's working a con game with a character named Bruce Cheney. What do you say, Waring? You think you can get the moolaback for Richie? I can try. What does this June Denison live? She got an apartment with a scrap of arms. Okay, I'll look her up. Yeah, be careful, Mike. Watch, Charlie. I didn't bring you care. No, I'm not kidding. I noticed that she sees as sharp as a razor in just as dangerous. Watch it when she starts working on your neck. Yes? Now, how do you do? My name is Mike Waring. Mm-hmm. Come in. Thanks. I'm looking for June Denison. Now, this is Attico instance that just happened to be my name. Well, looks like I hit the jackpot. Just think it only cost you a dime. What did you come by? No, June, I wouldn't be surprised if we got a long real fine. Oh, I'm sure of that, Mike. And that Mike proves it. You don't think I'm being fooled? No, not at all. But you know, this is all very funny. You invite a strange man into your apartment. You never once ask what he wants. Maybe I can guess. Oh, mind me, then. You're not a stranger to me, Mr. Waring. I understand you're one of the best private detectives in New York. Tell me more. Well, I imagine you've come up here to see about Richie Wayne. That's right. How about it? How about what? At 90 grand. Why not give it back? You know, you're going to have to anyway. Oh, I'd love to, darling, for your sake. But unfortunately, I have got a little partner. Bruce Channing? And I don't think Bruce should approve of my turning back the money. Not after we worked so hard for it. Well, let me worry about Bruce. All right, Mike. Anything you say? You mean you'll refund the money? Oh, the great falcon on my trail. What else can I do? I don't get it. Oh, darling, you're so suspicious. You see, I've got nothing at my sleeve. Nothing but a lovely arm. Well, shall we drink to our bargain? Why not? I'll be back in just a moment. It'll seem like a year. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Am I as good as my word? Oh, much better. Yes, you drink. Just a moment, June. Yes? Would you mind very much if we traded glasses? That's why, darling. It's an old family custom. You know, Mike, you're pretty cute. You ought to see me do that. Oh, Mike, you're pretty cute. You ought to see me do card tricks. Well, shall we switch? Oh, do you insist? I insist. Oh, do you pour it down? Your health, darling. Drink hot in. Well, I'm still alive. I guess I owe you an apology. Then why not drink to me? No, as soon as I'm done. Here's to a beautiful friendship, June. Hey, that's pretty potent stuff. A bit of pax-- Oh. Oh. Oh, Mike, what's the trouble? Oh, of course. Certainly. I feel dizzy. What's your imagination, darling? My, you little-- Wedding. Wedding. Oh, you pour, darling. You pour, pour, sap. Yeah. Hello. Hello, Bruce. Yes? June. Wearing, show 'em? As predicted. What happened? He came, he saw, and I conquered it. Good for you, baby. Oh, it was nothing, Bruce. I guess I'm what they call a femme fatale. How long has he been out now? About ten minutes. Well, he's good for three hours. That ought to give us enough time. You know what to do? To follow your instructions. That's right. Think you can handle it? Leave it to me, Bruce. As far as Mike wearing his concern, I'm a knockout. It's lighter body. It's super fine. It's craft salad oil, the first salad oil ever offered for your home use for the makers of all those wonderful craft-prepared salad dressing products. When you make a homemade salad dressing, or a chiffon cake, or anything else that requires liquid shortening, you know that much of the secret about standing success lies in the salad oil you use. 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Don't you think you ought to soak in one little longer, Mike? No. Oh, but darling, you'll feel better. Oh, I feel dandy now. Oh. I just can't understand what happened. Where have you been eating lately? Obviously, in the wrong places. Where'd you get that, Mickey? The one you slipped in my drink. Oh, darling, how can you say such a thing? We were celebrating and you were over in those. I might buy that, June only. I had nothing to celebrate. Now, Mike, how can you speak that way about our marriage? Of what? Our marriage. Oh, darling, you were so masterful. You're kidding. Why, Mike, you couldn't possibly have forgotten so soon. Would you like to see the wedding, Mike? I'd like nothing better. Here you are. There might be a duty name. That makes me miss a duty name. All right, June, the comedy is over. What's this all about? Sweetheart, I told you, it was love at first sight. That's the fact that with me married to you, I couldn't very well accuse you of taking Richie Wayne to the tune of 90 grand. You see, my point, Mike? You wouldn't want your wife known as a common criminal. Whose idea was this? Bruce Cheney's? He was here with a justice of the piece while you were, shall we say, out? Isn't the justice comment on my condition? Oh, no. He was a friend of Bruce's. I was very smart at Bruce. And I'd like to congratulate him. Don't bother. They just sent him a wire. No, no, no. That's too cold. I'd rather take this up with him personally. Oh, but darling, what about our honeymoon? Well, that will have to keep, Angel. Until Bruce and I get together and decide who's the best man. I guess he's not home. Are you sure this is Bruce's apartment cut? Darling, would I fool you? Oh, perish for big. I suppose we go in and wait. The door is locked? Well, I'm surprised at you, June. That's no insurmountable obstacle. You're going to pick the lock? No. I'm going to pick your purse. Let's go. Oh, Angel, you can't be brought to your husband a little privilege like this. That's part of the marriage contract. The groom was entitled to life liberty and pursuit of his wife in a bag. There we are. Dirty trick. And now, June, I'm going to prove to you having a key to Bruce's apartment. And I may have to take steps. Now, let me know. Someone's taken them before me. What? Look. Bruce. Yeah. What's the matter with him? He's dead. Oh, no, I don't believe it. They're a pretty hard girl to convince. Who could have killed him? That's just what I was going to ask you. What do you mean? Well, thanks to those knockout drops. I was out for about four hours. Now, what did you do to amuse yourself during that time? Overlooking something? I don't know, am I? Yes. Where's my motive? What about that 90 grand you got from Richie Wayne? Now you won't have to do any long division. You can keep it all for yourself. Oh, you're wonderful, Mike. You can't imagine how happy I am that we're married. All right, because a husband can't testify against his wife. You ought to know, dear. But doesn't it work the other way, too? What do you mean? Well, a wife can't testify against her husband either. And you had a motive to kill Bruce, too. Did I? Well, you don't exactly approve of our marriage. And it was Bruce's idea. Yes, but I was unconscious during that time. So you claim, but now that I think of it, maybe you were faking. I don't know how long our marriage is going to last, June, but I can see now. It's going to be exciting. And think, darling, it's just beginning. Yes, I'm going to love this. Isn't that sad? Can't from the closet. All right, friend, come on out. Okay, why not get those hands up wearing? Richie. I'm sorry I startled you, June, but I had no choice. Mr. Waring was so insistent. What are you doing here, Richie? Swarming, and you? What's the matter with your kid? Don't you remember? I'm working for you. You mean you're working on me? You must have gotten quite a laugh, and I told you about my troubles. I give you my word, Richie. You got it all wrong. How bad I have. So you were in on an all alone? No, no. No wonder discount Charlie gave me such a build up. I can't wait to thank him for bringing me to you. Richie, you've got to listen to reason. Just stay where you're wearing. I'm not clowning. Come on, June. What? You hurt me. I'm taking you with me. Now, Richie, you wouldn't want to do that. Mike and I were just married. I was too bad. But unless you and your husband want to spend your honeymoon in the morgue, you'll go quietly. Come in. Oh, Mike. Hi, Charlie. Hey. What's the score? It doesn't look too good for the home team. I mean, you didn't get Richie's dough bag. Not a dime. Yeah, that's not so good, Mike. The kid ain't got me in there. It's not so bad. It's not so bad. What's the score? It's not too good for the home team. I mean, you didn't get Richie's dough bag. Not a dime. Yeah, that's not so good. Mike, the kid ain't got much time left. You know what Vince Castellito told him if he don't take it up? I've got an idea. Well, what do I say to Richie when I see him? Well, whatever it is, Charlie, I better make it convincing him. He thinks you and I were working with June in this window. Well, that's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard. Well, well, you hear the chopper. Bruce Cheney has been murdered. You're kidding. Hardling. Hey. Who knocked him off June? I don't know. Before I had a chance to ask Richie kidnapped him. That's not good. No. We were on our honeymoon. What are you talking about? Well, congratulations to an order, Charlie. We're Mr. and Mrs. It's a gig. Well, if it is, it's on me. Well, why did Richie want to snatch your wife for? I don't know. Maybe he thought she could help him find June. Why? That's right. I asked too much other news. I forgot to tell you. One last I talked to Richie, he mentioned he was going to look you up. Hey, the kid's gone off his trolley, Mike. We've got to find him. Why not let him find us? What do you mean? Well, he's going to try to kill you. Obviously, he's got to locate you first. That's a cheery third. I'll show you like it. Well, after you shoot, you call me my apartment, huh? Yeah, it supposedly kills me dead. Well, not Charlie. You don't want to be selfish. I'm supplying all the ideas. At least you can do a supply of the co-op. I'll be seeing you, fellan. I hope. Just a second. Mr. Vince Castell. Yeah? My name is Mike Waring. I tried you at your club, but they told me you left. Come in. Thank you. What's on your mind, Mr. Waring? I'd like to talk to you about Richie Wayne. What about Richie? Well, I'm working for him. You gave him 48 hours to dig up the money to cover those checks. I know what I gave him. Yeah, well, how about an extension? Not a chance. Now, what do you want to be so vindictive about? Richie made a mistake. Anybody might have over this girl. I can't be that tolerant. But you never saw him. She's the type of user's voodoo. One quiff and you're knocked out. Has she cut my money now? I think so. Then I'll see her very shortly. You know her name? I'll find her. I can save you the trouble. They tell me it's Mrs. Michael Waring. What? Oh, I think your phone's ringing. I'll let it ring. But it may be for me. I left a message at my place I was coming over here. Do you mind? No, no, no, no, no. Hello? Hello, is that you, Mike? Yeah. This is discount, Charlie. How'd you make up? Well, not so hard. I couldn't find Richie anywhere. Mm-hmm. Well, look, Charlie. Here's what I want you to do. Yeah, well, wait a minute, Mike. Someone just came in. Oh. Hey. Hey, listen. Kid, what's the idea? Hey, put away the rod. Richie, I'm your friend. You don't know what you... Oh. Charlie. Charlie. What's the trouble, Waring? Something's just gone dead, Castell. And I don't think it's the line. Where is it? This apartment here. Or do you try the door? Oh, it's locked. Sure, wouldn't you know it? What about the keyhole? So this is how you become a columnist. You see anything? Nope. He's still in there. Oh, there must be some other way to get into the apartment. Don't forget it. There isn't. The vents, give me a hand. What are you going to do? Break it open. You with me? All right. One. They don't make the door as the way they used to. And the old daring. Where is he? In the corner. Charlie. Charlie? Is he dead? No, it's hard. It's still beating. Get some water. Oh. Not called, Richie. You got us wrong. I'll take it easy, Charlie. You're going to be all right. There. Oh, Mike. How you feeling? How you doing? Yes, sir. You are? Yes, thank you. Come on, boy. Drink this down. I can't hear it. Where? All over it. That's just a shock. As far as I can see, it's nothing but a flesh wound. Charlie, what happened? I don't know. Somebody plugged me. Don't give me that. You know who it was. Honest, honest. I don't, Mike. He got me from behind. Then how come the bullet entered your shoulder from the front? What's more, I heard you call him Richie over the phone. Now listen, Mike. The kid didn't know what he was doing. Let me help the cops agree with you. Was Joan with him? No, he was alone. You feel well enough to travel? Yeah, well, we're good. Over to Richie's apartment. Isn't this a job for the police? I forget, Vince. Richie beat it with my wife and I wouldn't want the cops to interfere in a purely family affair. Shall we go? When you shop tomorrow, be sure to pick up a pint or quart bottle of cramped salad oil. It's the wonderful new oil for your homemade salad dressings. You're cooking, you're baking. The first salad oil ever offered for your home use by craft. Remember, it's a lighter-bodied oil that blends perfectly with other ingredients. Lighter-bodied because it's super-fine by a special process created by craft. Don't wait to try craft salad oil. Look full of bottle with the beautiful label. Now back to the adventures of the polkum. An hour has passed since Mike Waring learned that he obviously has never to enjoy his honeymoon. Now we find the polkum, Charlie and Vince knocking on the door of the snake in his own personal garden of Eden. Yeah? Richie Wainan? Sure. Come in. Thanks. Where is he? Under the blanket? What? You want to look at him? Yes. Holy smoke. Well, thank you very much, Mr. and Vince. McDonald's. Only it's lieutenant. That's what I thought. I don't believe I caught your name. It's Waring. The Falcon? That's right. Who are your friends? My name is Vince Castell. I've heard of him. Uh, Charlie. Charlie begs my name. Glad to know you looked at him. I am. What happened to Richie? Can't you see? You mean that gun in this area? Yeah. Yeah, but why should he want to commit suicide for? You're friends of his? I worked for him. Okay. And you can read this. To whom it may concern. There's nothing else for me to do. I killed Bruce Cheney and Charlie Beckford. It was bloody dirty, left me off. No one else is to blame except a woman who got me into this. June Denison. Well, that's all there is. Hey, Ted enough? I don't know. Charlie, there are several things that doesn't explain. One, what happened to my wife? Hello, my. Speak at the devil. Darling, you're not very flattering. Who's she? My wife, Lieutenant. Really. Really? Were you worried about me, Mike? Why, naturally. You forget, Angel. We haven't even had our honeymoon. We'll leave it to me, darling. I'll make up for it. Yeah, you'll make up for a lot of things, June. You caused that kid to take his off. Hey, hold it. Hey, you know something like I don't think Richie did commit suicide. What do you mean, Charlie? Well, I got an idea. He was knocked off. Well, why couldn't that letter have been tricked up by June? Oh, isn't he too weak. No, you're wrong, Charlie. June couldn't have done it. How would you know that Richie tried to kill you? Well, yeah, yeah, she wouldn't. But you were right about one thing. The note is a phony. It was written long before the attempt on your life. That doesn't make sense. It does to Charlie, though, doesn't it, pal? Like you realize what you're saying? Sure. You killed Richie Wayne and Bruce Cheney. Now, what's the idea, Mike? Why do you state me to a good thing, friends? So I don't mind steering you to one. A little item known as the chair. And, Charlie, for you, I'll even forget my discount. You know, I've just come to a conclusion, Mike. What's that, June? I've really got a brilliant husband. What gets me is how you knew that the note Richie left with a phony? Had to be Angel. It was obviously written before the attempt on Charlie's life. Mm-hmm. Charlie killed Richie, you wrote the note, and went back to his own place and shot himself. Is that a guess? No, it's the only way it comes out even. No, it's the only way it comes out even. No, it's the only way it comes out. But Vince Castell and I got to Charlie's apartment. We found the door locked. Before we broke it down, I tried to peek through the keyhole. Why not? He was still in the lock. And since I was the only door to the apartment, you tell me how Richie could shoot Charlie, make his exit, then lock the door from the outside, and leave the key on the inside. That calls for Houdini, baby, and he's been dead for years. But what was Charlie's motive? You know that as well as I. Didn't you steer Richie to you and Bruce in the first place? Yes, why did he steer Richie to you? He had no choice no matter. Richie made up his mind to come to me anyway, and by going along, Charlie could keep tabs in the situation. Isn't that how you knew I was coming over to your place? Well, yes, but why did he kill Bruce? Well, if he could knock him off and frame you for the kill, that left him in the clear with Vince's dove and no one to split with. Then why did he kill Richie? Well, Charlie couldn't afford to let him live. Richie had him pegged as a party responsible for all his troubles. That was why he released you to go after Charlie. Well, that'll learn me. I hope so, Angel. What was that a year for? This is where we get off. That's police headquarters. That's right, it is. What's the idea, Mike? The idea is that I'm working for Vince Castell now, and you've got a nice hunk of chains that belongs to him. But I'm your wife. Ah, look, June, let's not kill each other. You don't think for a minute I'd leave that routine. And you know that you can't get a license in New York without a blood test? No, no, no, no, Angel. If you're so sad on getting married, I'll be waiting. And with time off for good behavior, who knows? You may even be able to make it by 1961. Friends, this is Mike Waring. If you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a question. Do you ever break a traffic safety rule? You know, every time you do, you're taking a chance. You have a big chance of making yourself a vital statistic in a traffic death toll. A toll that's tragically big. Yes, in most every traffic accident, there's a violation of some traffic safety rule. So be careful whether you're walking or driving, obey those safety rules. Remember, the life you save may be your own. The case of the proud papa. The case of the proud papa, that's the title of the next adventure of the Falken. When Mike Waring learns that when three people confess to a murder, they're shooting two over par. Starting next week, the adventures of the Falken will be heard on Wednesdays. So be sure to listen Wednesday, June 6. To another exciting adventure of the Falken, brought to you by the Craft Food Company. The adventures of the Falken are based on a famous character created by Trexel Drake, produced by Bernard L. Schubert, written today by Eugene Wang, and directed by Richard Lewis. Music was by Arlo. Last statement was starred as the Falken with Joan Alexander as June. This coming Wednesday, listen to the great Kilda sleeve. And be sure to hear the next adventure of the Falken the following Wednesday evening June. Wednesday evening June 6. Remember the show, the time and the place. The adventures of the Falken. Wednesday evening June 6 of most of these stations. Check your local newspaper for time of broadcast. This is Ed Herney, speaking for the Craft Food Company. All Douglas stars on Theatergill tonight over NBC. [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] Hey there, listeners. Are you ready to unlock a world of captivating stories, soothing sounds, and enlightening lectures? At Solgood Media, we believe in the power of audio to enrich your life. And now we're offering you a chance to experience it all for free. For a limited time, you can get a one-month free trial to our premium, ad-free service. 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