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Revenge of India - Lights Out | 08/03/1946 (Ep005)

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28m
Broadcast on:
15 Sep 2024
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A broadcasting company presents lights out. A summer revival of some of the best stories in the series, which many of our listeners will remember. Tonight's story, the fifth in the current series, is called "The Revenge of India." Lights out, everybody. [ It is the hour in dog's house, and evil is let loose on a sleeping world. Sit in the dark now, and listen to lights out! I assure you, it's not a lot of toys, boys. When you've been in India as long as I am... Yes, quite, sir. But I've yet to see anything supernatural, you know. You stay here long enough, and you'll see a joy lot of it. Oh, come now, sir. I've read Kipling and Talbot and Mundy, you know, sir. But all I can say is they've a fine imagination, each of them. But things, all this magic stuff and so on, they don't have them, really. You must meet Travis and some time, Bryce. I should like to. I'm sorry for the love of Allah, arms for the poor beggar, sir. Now, where the devil did you come from? I'll have that sentry. Come home, Sahih. Come home! Into your beggar. In the name of Allah, Sahih. You can't come in here, you know, old man. This is the place of the Commissioner's side. Oh, in that case, Colonel Henderson. Do you mind if I take all this stuff? Well, please stay hot. Well, Travis and Leslie, quite scared, man. Hope I didn't give you too much of a start, sir. I say. Are you Travis and...? Right. I'm gladly sorry, sir. I didn't give. I'm Bryce at EC. I know. How'd you do? Hey. Well, sit down, will you, sir? Sure root. Cigarette. Thanks. Cigarette would be good. I haven't tasted tobacco for a long time. Light meter? No. Yeah, that is good. Right you are. Well, he didn't worry any more about his milk concert. Really? No. He unfortunately met death a week ago. A Martini Henry slug right between his eyes. Basically, Miss, too, if you ask me. And where did you get a Martini Henry, Leslie? Oh, the beggar man that shot his milk on took it away from a patron gentleman. He met one night up in the hills, you know. Did you shoot his milk on, Major Travis? Yes. I thought I said a certain beggar man shot him, Mr. Bryce. Oh, oh, yes. So, as I was saying, I'm sorry to have barged in on you. As I did complete with musical comedy costume and all. Were there chips lurking about that would be delighted to snuffled Travis in, you know? I'm sorry, sir, but just how did you get in here? There are two centuries to pass. They didn't see me, Mr. Bryce. They didn't open, I say. They're both seat boys out of that place. See crew now. So, John... Mr. Bryce, Major Travis and his said that they did not see him. I think it would be a good idea if you took his word for it. It's impossible. Give me some. There's a scorpion alongside your foot, Mr. Bryce. Such a devil. Visley thing. Now, how could a scorpion have a look at what you've far done, Mr. Bryce? Yes. My... my watch. Why, where did the scorpion come? You must be more careful in mistaking your watch for a scorpion. That mistake, you know? But, but I say, I saw a scorpion. I saw the ruddy thing. Quite, Mr. Bryce. And the centuries did not see Major Travis in. With, right? Pop along. There's a good chap, Bryce. Travis and I have things to discuss. Yes, sir. Perhaps it isn't all tosser at that. A rum chap. Just out, you know. Not a lot to learn. Yes. Quite. Sir. His mail card has gone to his reward. Yes, any. Yes. And now, sir, I should like to apply for a month's leave. Delighted, Leslie. You've earned it if any man has. Going to do some shooting? Perhaps, sir. It's on account of that cable room. You've got lying there on your desk. Cable... cable grandpa, Ged. I'd forgotten about it. It came for you this morning, him. No need to open it, sir. I know what's in it. You... no? Oh. Well... It's about Basil, my brother. Oh, but my dear boy, how could you? He's dead, General Henderson. And I've got to go to America to see certain people about it, you know. Well, that's my father and my mother, Sahib. I welcome thee home. Good to see you. I have made ready a whiskey soda of great strength. Good man. And was the hunting good, Sahib? His mail card lies dead. Made Jackal's rend his body and defeats his soul. How died he, Sahib? By a Martina Henry's slug between the eyes, do you think? And by hand, sped the bullets, Sahib. The slightly unclean hand of Ali the begamans sped the bullet, my friend. God, it's not called upon me, Sahib. There was no need, sir, sing. In my youth, I knew this is my account. He was a man of many weaknesses. Now he has gone away. There's good, Sahib. Will Sahib have his bath, ma'am? Yes, bath and fresh linen, and then... We ought to pack the bathers ready. Good. Bring another whiskey soda in too, just think. It is already awaiting thee, Sahib. Right. And shove these rags into the dust bin, will you then? I am a master. Ah, fresh water. I will dress thy hair, Sahib, when the bath is done, and shave thee also. It is not fitting that traveston of the police shall wear a beard like undo a seek. I should be glad if I rated it, just sing, that's being British. Being British, there are certain things, Sahib, that may not be done. Did this Sahib say we ought to go away from this place? I am going away, just sing, yes. And I, thy servant. You ought to stay here. I hear and I say, but hast thou taken thought that I am useful as a gun-bear, Sahib, for the shooting? Yes. But there's to be no shooting, you see, dear thing. It is perhaps hidden from thy servant, then. You knew about my brother? I did not wish to speak, Sahib. You knew, though. It was not hidden from me, Sahib. They crushed his head, my friend. It was revealed to me, and I took thought how to avenge the brother of my master. If so be, my master returned not from the hills. Good man, just sing. I have learned the manner of using the cookery. The curved razor knife of Johnny Gurka, Sahib. Nay, it is not so written. It is my blood feud, and I must go. Sahib goes away to America? It's to America. Ah, hand me the towel, dear thing, will you? It is, master. My bags are already packed, Sahib. Eh? For I took thought to myself, Sahib, how the woods do when the news was given unto thee. And I said, "This Sahib will do thus and so, and so the bags are packed." Good. That's better than I hoped. I'm living tonight. And I go not with thee. No. No, it's a job for me, and I'm afraid you'd be recognized, your thing. But, uh, you're old master. Oh, thank you. If master helped need of your thing, he has got to speak the word. Quite. Then go and do thus for me. I would go by airplane to Baghdad and onto London. Then a swift ship to New York, an airplane to Chicago. And there? Well, will not take me, Sahib. No, offense. I think this is a job for me alone. In my youth, Sahib has resolved our blancers. No, no, dressing. You're going to arrange the bookings for me, and if I need you, I'll let you know. Uh, now my address will be in care of my friend, Norman Gregg, in Chicago. Eh, you could cable me. But, just forget my master. Is not thought swifter than the cable. Uh, but, uh, surely, Captain, you have some idea of it. I might find this monk here, isn't it? Unfortunately, Major Trevison, we haven't. You do know of him, though, don't you? Yes. We'd like to know more. Recently, sure, he's out of behind. It took part in at least three gang killings in the last three years. Mm. But you lack proof. Is that it? It isn't always easy. I see. And, uh, what I've told you wouldn't be considered, uh, legal evidence. I'm afraid not, Major Trevison. You won't mind my saying it, I know. Frankly, it seems a little fantastic for me that you and India could know exactly who murdered your brother when we write here on the ground having a trace of the evidence. I knew, Captain. Uh, the police are confined to more orthodox methods. But, uh, could you even give me a lead as to what I might find some of these men? Well, um, some of them used to hang around Mike's bar down on South Faith Street. You know what that is? Yes, I'll have the man at the desk outside, give you the address. Good. I might visit the place. Perhaps if I went down there, I made a three-tenth of drinking just a bit too much. I might be able to flush out something. I warn you, please be careful, Major Trevison. Don't worry about me. Monk Perroni is a gentleman who needs to do a little worrying. Uh, that's so. Just leave me to this month. Help me. Just leave me to him as all I ask. Hey, I think he got about enough to drink there, buddy. Uh, I haven't either. Uh, give me more whiskey. Whiskey! I'm going to find this Monk Perroni. I'll knock him down. I wouldn't shout so free and easy if I was you, buddy. I'll listen to you. Quiet! Give me more whiskey. Monk Perroni did my brother in. I'll find him in... ...and, uh, more whiskey. Uh, listen. Do you know where I can find Monk Perroni? I find him enough to sit right off his shoulder. That's all. Yes, sir. Uh, that's one. Yeah. Yeah, that's a guy. You can hear him a mile on. An Englishman there. Yeah. You remember that young English guy that was kind of slumming down here a couple of three weeks ago and he made a crack when Monk poked his heel in the snoot. A young English guy. Yeah. Monk took a swipe at him with a brass knock and caved in his head until he croaked him. Yeah, I tell you, remember. You want to? He had a lot of bucks on him and Monk went and split up the bucks with all of them. Oh, yeah, yeah. I remember. An Englishman, yeah. Well, this land here is brothercy, and he's come over here from dear old London to make an out-come-out even thing. So he talks to him, I'd say. And that's why Monk said you down here to give me a lift when I'm big. But if we're going to do you bump him? No. I think Monk's going to give him a talk and tour something and set him down on the running board of the car and stretch his legs and stretch his legs out before. And I'll use a crowbar on him, bobbing below the knee, see? There. And we leave him there to think it over. But maybe a busted jaw for good measure. So he won't go around hollering out Monk's name so much, see? Oh, yeah, I get it. I've got my feet and I've blocked. And listen, he's talking again. Yeah, shall I go slap him down? No, no, just take it easy. Come on, we'll ankle over there by him. Yeah, and then I'll bust him. You don't do nothing 'til I tell you, say you don't. Oh, yeah. All right. Come on, the chair. That's for him, the cow. That's what he is. A little down yellow cow. Sounds like a yellow dog, that's what he does. Hey, look, bud. It ain't healthy to keep cracking about the Monk around this year's place. And you've been doing it a long time now. Who are you? Just a guy that don't want to see you making a snappy yourself, think? You know, Montgomery? You killed my brother. Listen, boy. Come on in the back room with me a minute and I'll tell you something. What do you want to tell me? Come on in and I'll tell you. Too crowded out here, see? Is that Monk Peroni? Yeah, about Monk Peroni. Come on. It might take all his arms. Yeah, sure. Come on, bud. Do you know me, mister? Do you know this scarred Monk Peroni? Open the door, Mike. Sure. Sure, I know one, boy. All right, one, boy. Hey, sir, can I give in, sotto? Yeah, hurry up. Yeah. He's from there on the damn port. Hey, he's from here right now. All right, come on in. Take a look. Yeah, I'll take a shot. Hey, here he is. Yeah, what do we do? Sit down. Monk will be here pretty soon. Hey, we got to stay here. We got to stay here, yeah. Yeah, right. We're given the works now and we won't have to wait. Monk said to wait. If there's anything I'm drinking, I'll come at that. Okay, wait. Yeah, yeah, he's about to. Now, bring it here. Okay. Hey, there ain't much in it. It'll be all right, can I? Hey, there ain't much in it. It'll be all right, can I? Tell you, I'll wait to be some. After me comes you. Yeah, sir, thanks, sotto. Don't mention it. Hey, are you sure you didn't bust this gimmick, sotto? Sure, I just hit him. He ain't breaking very tired, be all right. I sure hope so, for your stay. Who's there? Get up, out. And who is it? Is that you, Soho? No, it's the fish, open the door. Yeah. Oh, yeah. Have you got that English yet, Soho? What do you think we was up here for? The boss wants to see him. Or is he downstairs? No, he says to bring him to the place out in Rogers Park. No, kidding. Oh, listen, I should spend my time kidding you. Come on, he said be there by 11. What am I supposed to do? Carry him on my hump? No, I got a card on stairs. Oh, well, pick up the limey, Mike. Listen, all I do is carry guys around. Pick him up and shut up or I'll bend your noggin for you. All right. Hey, don't say goodbye to me. You ain't supposed to see nothing. Where's the heap, fish? Well, outside. Come on. Come on, Mike. Yeah. And this was a pipe, fish. He's lit up like a new saloon, and I give Mike the office, and... That's all over. Well, come on, let's get going. You've got a nice trial that time, fish. Yeah, it's all right, ain't it? Yeah, put him in the back. Yeah, and hurry up. Ask somebody, open the door. All right. Okay, get a boy. Oh, shit. Uh, is he all right? Hey, all right, Mike. I guess so. Let's go. Uh, how do you like this buggy land? It's all right. Where'd you get it? I found it. Yeah, I guess the boy's just kind of anxious to get his hooks in this Englishman. Yeah, I guess so. Yeah, he shut up his bazoot too much. Yeah. He, uh, come to you, Mike. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. When I cloud him, they stay clouded. Yeah. Yeah. Just saying, just saying, I call the just saying. I just, I hear, I hear that voice. Oh, just saying, hear me. I am in the hands of the day of the day. I see the semester. I am bound in a motor car. They take me to the master. I am with thee, my master. Why did the star wait to call me? I had called it before this journey. Say that I was struck from behind whilst I played the foolish drunkard to lure them to me. It was only a moment since I recovered. Doctor, I know that destination, master. I know it's not. The name now with me, or it may be that I shall learn. Doctor. Well, now, it ain't it. Yeah. Uh, look at the moon on the lake. What about the moon on the lake? It's nice. Oh. Hey, yeah. Where we go? That place in Marlon Avenue? Yeah. It's funny. They got a sister living next door. 1343. Oh, that's all. Yeah. I could go sleep there when we get done. It won't have to go back downtown. We ain't liable to stay there at the place. The boss will want to take them out somewhere in the car, like I said. I wouldn't talk so much if I was you, sort of. Oh, yeah? Who's going to say anything? Oh, anybody might. You know, the English one. Ah, he's still out like I'd like. Did you hear a thing? I heard these, I heard. I have heard my master. It is well. I see the hours I convey and pass it. It's not a great body of water. I did also hear of my destination. It's in the city of Chikka-Hakou. Even so. Now, Harky, dear, think. Harky. The time for vengeance is near to hand. Go thou and find mutic-gunge of the Pazar. And old Rali, the fuck here. And bear await my word. Hearing and obeying Lord. What got there in the corner? Nuts. Well, that's of the squad currently. Well, I'll just un-bust the old heater, though, kind of. Hey, keep that heater where it belongs. Hey, now, listen. They're going to bother us. Well, all right. You see, they're going... Hey, this is the place, ain't it? Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. I was going to make pants. Now, get as close to the door as you can. Hey, who's driving this heat near you? Old K. Bonnie, you'll feel I was just telling you. Go ahead, Mike. Grab the gun. Go ahead, Mike. Grab the gun. All right, go ahead and open the door, sort of. Here's the keys. Oh. Now, don't pump 'em too much. Sorry, Lord, you opened the elevator. Hey, don't flow in it. I'll run it. Jay. Fish coming up. Yeah, he's going to put the car in the alley, I guess. Don't you? I'll be glad when the boss gets here. I don't like galloping all over town with trains like this. Now, let me out and I'll open the door. Oh, Jay. Hey, Judy. Can I put him on the couch? I guess so. Yeah. Hey, you must have sucked him off all hard. He's still on. Yes, sir. When I suck. Stay, stay, suck. I know. Come on, let's go and set down. I'm tight. You're tight. Ha. Night, set down. Gia seemed. I am with the master. I'm with Moti Gunge then and old Lale. As thou sayeth, even so sayeth. Good. Let old Lale now bring forth his snakes. Thanks, master. I so, many serpent. That's the hooded cobras in the carite. Assemble them all in the place without art. And he's now. Even as Naga speaks, so shall it be done, master. Oh, Moti Gunge. Oh, Lale. It is good. No more now. Ugh. I think our little playmates come in too. Yeah. Yes, they still body and nothing will happen to you now. Yeah. Where am I? Here in good hands, but just stay still if you don't want another cloth in this nothing. Who are you? Shut him up, Mike. Yeah. Listen, pal. I'm going to... Hey. Hey. Who are you looking at? Hey. What are you looking at? Hey. What are you looking at? I said... Who is it? Hey, let me out. Here. Right, a man, Mike. Here. Look at that little piece. Try this damn job. Hey, what are you mumbling about? Try this. Look at that big funny. Are you nice? Stop staring at me. Hey, is everybody around here nutty? Well, he's looking at me. Do I alarm you, my friend? Oh. Oh, see, you're okay now, huh? Hey. Hey. Cut that out. I'm going to get a drink. I need one too. Would you bring me one, sort of? Yeah. Hey. I don't like the way he looks at you. Oh, smack him one. No. I don't want to. He's just got something to be slayed. Ah! Put him. It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... It's... Where... Where did it go? What I want to know is who done it. Yeah. But look, it was a sneak muck on it. A great big snake with his head all kind of swelled up. And a... And a thing like a pile of glasses on. Man, you're a sap. I want a snake come from. Well, it... The honest guy. It was there for us, no fooling. We... We seen it. It kept fighting us all night in the face all the time. There are both nuts. Hey you. Englishman. Hey, who doesn't he make with men? My good man, huh? You want your neck busted? Hey. Stop. Stop looking at me. He was looking at us like that. Yeah, yeah, yeah. He was staring at us just like he's doing it. How did I tell you? Hey! Look, he sneaks! Hey! Help! Help! I can't, help! Help! Help! Help! I say it won't do any good to shoot at them, you know, to their name. Come on after me! Come on after me! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! He... He... He... he got him, Monk. Oh! Look out, Monk! Stop! Stop! You brought him there! You have to feed on it! Help! That's a great king cobra perot. Oh! Oh, look! Hey, hey, hey, hey, kill him off me! Kill him off! Take him away! That little snake, Priches, called the charade. It is the most deadly snake of all India. Tiny venomous! She thinks... Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, brother, Basil. I think that evens things a little old boy. Wrong host, Sahib. Now, has to have thy ventum. It is so jersing, has done well. Say my thanks to Moti Gunge and Lali. Laguizi, Sahib. O Sahib, I hope I forgot. I did go on to Colonel Henderson, Sahib, the commissioner of police. Peace, jersing. I will speak with the anon. Open up! We're police officers! Coming, gentlemen. You'll make a traveston? I am. Oh, where's Mark? Holy mother. Will you look at him? Dead. And so is this one. Fish of us. What the devil happened, Major? I really couldn't say, gentlemen. I was in the other room, you know. Well, I'll be. This, if I dank this thing, I will run up again. Tell me. How in the world did you happen to come up here, gentlemen? I was kidnapped in a place downtown. By the funniest thing, Major, Travis. You see, the chief got a cable grab. A cable grab? A cable grab? Yes, sir. It gave the address and all the details of this whole business here. And the funny thing was, it was signed by Colonel Henderson, supposed to be the commissioner of police and Calcutta, India for the love of Mike. All right. You can turn them on now. You have just heard lights out. This was the fifth in the summer revival of the best stories of this famous series. In tonight's cast, you heard Wilms Herbert as Treveson, Sidney Breeze as Henderson, Wallace Owen as Bryce, Tony Perrish as Jure Sing, Boris Aplon as Peroni, Arthur Hearn as sawed off, Roy Engel as Mike, and Les Spears as Fish Ellis. Next Saturday night, Lights Out presents the story of what happened to a newsreel camera crew that was sent out to photograph a haunted house. Well, they found a place all right, and they found the ghosts also, although they weren't very photogenic. But we won't tell you what happened after that. We suggest you kind of haunt your own radio along about this time, next Saturday night, and find out for yourself. Lights Out is produced and directed by Albert Cruz. This is NBC, the National Broadcasting Company.