Old Venture Adventure, intrigue, mystery, romance, starring Suntree Bogart and Lauren Bacall together in the sultry setting of tropical Havana and the mysterious islands of the Caribbean Old Venture Now we bring you the magic games of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall in Old Venture and a tale of mystery and intrigue One thing I don't understand, Johnston Please tell me, I'll try to explain Why are we sitting here? It just seems to me talking about this Well, Shannon's place is pretty public Known as reverse cloak and dagger in the trade, Mr. Shannon As far as any of your customers are concerned we're just sitting here eating cheesecake It's fine cheesecake, Mr. Bogart Thanks Now, shall we go on? I don't think there's anything to go on about It's just a matter of whether Sailor wants to help you or not Sinclair is a clever man, like all foreign agents have to be We can't have him know that intelligence is on to him on to what his plans are, why he's in Havana It embarrasses me to appeal to your patriotism, Mr. Valf But whatever I have to do to convince you All I have to do is go to this party, show an ankle and bear a shoulder to Mr. Sinclair, is that it? And convince him to drive you to this address in Saint Thomas I'll meet you there Let me get this straight A man suddenly disappears in the States, a man named... Faulkner Faulkner, a guy loaded with secrets about nuclear physics You think he's here in Havana and he's going to contact a foreign agent named Sinclair, right? Right Of course, we'd just love to pick up Faulkner and take him back But we don't know where he is Sinclair, we do And Mr. Valf is going to bring him to us I've gotten her name on the party's guest list Am I going, Slate? That's a question She's got a chance to wear a strapless and she says, am I going, Slate? More cheesecake, Mr. Downstone? I persuaded them, Faulkner Did you hear me? I told you... Why don't you stop playing that piano and listen to me? Thank you I said I... You said you were a persuasive man I know that What other possible use could you be to me? Don't patronize me, Faulkner I wouldn't dare You're a dangerous man, Johnston I confess you frighten me That's rich You carry in that bald skull of yours enough atomic knowledge to turn the world into dust and I frighten you You never told me, Faulkner To whom are we going to sell the fruit of this exquisite brain of yours? Whoever pays the most, whoever makes the highest bid I'm glad you remember Sometimes you scientists are prone to become vague Forgetful about minor things Like money? Not this scientist Life in a test tube has become loathsome to me Jolly glad to hear it Now you may tell me how you persuaded the young lady Simply, ever so simply I represented myself as being from American intelligence Showed her Ford's credentials, appealed to her patriotism Flicked her vanity She is lovely And she will bring Sinclair to us? Mr. Vowell On a proverbial platter And what will you do with Mr. Sinclair? Kill him I've never killed an intelligence man before I wonder what it'll be like Like the other men you've killed? I know you, oh I do know you You do? Yes Oh yes indeed, you're that girl with the fanciful name Your sailor DeVal I've seen you Oh I'm so glad you've come to my party What would you like first, some food or a man? We have assorted quantities of both Well a man would be nice Where's the guest of honor? Louis Sinclair Oh well I do suppose it's only polite Louis, come here darling I have someone here just frothing at the mouth to meet you Well I would be delighted Louis, this is sailor DeVal If you need any help, Louis, scree Hello Mr. Vowell Hi Well now Well Well what? Tell you the truth ma'am, I don't know I'm guest of honor at this party The coax come up and talk to me And I've been saying well now Well, it's been getting me by You don't like parties huh? Well now Well Look Mr. Sinclair, you don't have to give me the routine Relax I'll tell you what, you can tell me about Texas Oh the pleasure's all mine ma'am On the balcony? With you, sugar push? Oh you're so pretty in that Havana mood It can't touch a Texas mood The balcony Mr. Sinclair Call me Louis You're a real devil, rootin' tootin' Look at it, Havana You ever been in Houston? No, but I've dreamed about it Sweetest dream a fella can have Where you from Miss DeVal? Tennessee What you doing in Havana? There was a man in Tennessee That's why I'm in Havana Texas man wouldn't let you go He didn't let me go, he followed me to Cuba Bob's like that The whole Faulkner family is like that Who? Bob, Robert Faulkner Tall man, green at the temples, little scar on his cheek One of them brainy guys Worked in a government science project, didn't he? That's right, you know him? Oh do I know Bob Faulkner? Bobby used to spend summertime on my ranch What you know Faulkner here in Cuba Would you like to see him? Oh, the sooner the finer He's got a little place in Santa Mas It's about 20 miles down the coast We can get there in 15 minutes depending on the traffic Bob Faulkner in Cuba Yee-hee The The The The The The You know what I'm going to do about you Miss Duval? I'm going to write to the boys back home about you Miss Duval They won't never believe I met up with a girl like you Even if I take a paralyzed oath on a cistern full of hymn books Why, when I tell them how you Oh isn't this the address you showed me on a slip of paper Miss Duval? Uh-huh Your arm Louis? Boy, the boys just won't never believe it that's all I'll knock on the door Yes, we Oh, that You're sure Faulkner lives here? If he doesn't I'll let you beat me at lotto Oh, Mr. Val I see you've accomplished your mission You have brought us our coin The corn-pone is all yours Mr. Johnston Corn-pone That's rich Very rich Come in Mr. Val Mr. Sinclair Where's Faulkner? You want him don't you Mr. Sinclair? You've been stepping on his shadow ever since he ran away from Tennessee And now you think you've found him Your errand girl told me he'd be here get him Hey Louis, you're shedding your hayseed You know I like you better this way You're a lovely woman Mr. Val That is you would be lovely if all this weren't so sick-making Hey, he can't talk to me like that can he? Can he Mr. Johnston? No, of course not No, you Don't try Mr. Sinclair just give in to it Oh Oh Now our Mr. Sinclair will never talk that way to another woman You killed him cold blood Mr. Sinclair was a tedious man He wanted to arrest my Mr. Faulkner so desperately Oh yes because Sinclair really was from intelligence True blue And I brought him to you We have many rooms here Mr. Val Choose one suitable for weeping over him He died a hero's death Miss Saylor she go to big party Show pretty soldier to society The party is over the people have fun Where Miss Saylor is big question She's in Santa Mas King Morning's getting ready to start Mr. Slate She can be in Santa Mas and back four times Five times maybe I figured it out and it came to six I was going to say six but I didn't want to worry you Thanks You worry about Miss Saylor all the time don't you Mr. Slate? Just once she's supposed to be home and she's not Maybe I ought to go get her What time is it King? Five, a few minutes before Coast train leaves at a quarter after I think you ought to get Miss Saylor Mr. Slate Don't worry about it I'll bring her back to you If you don't permit me Mr. Saylor You will not mind that I sit next to you eh? Not at all Chico sit down Yeah, gracias, muchas gracias I could see by your face that you are a very simpatico fellow Thanks Oh that Havana, I think Jose Clemente outdid himself in Havana Jose Clemente is me Slate Shannon, had a big time huh Jose? Oh in certain places in Havana they will remember my name They carved my initials on the walls They'll never forget you Eh don't be too sure señor In Havana the profession is to forget A man, his name, the days of yesterday Oh, oh, help me, help me señor What's the matter you feel sick? An ugly pain chases itself inside me Round and about Please I need atmosphere Lots of fresh atmosphere Come on, we'll go out the observation platform Eh my paper bag Where is my paper bag? All of Jose's in this bag Here it is I've got it come on Gracias señor Eh I told you you are very simpatico Right out this door you'll be alright Ah here we are Take a deep breath Jose you'll feel better Eh give me my paper bag please señor Anytime feels feels to heal the sickness of going away from Havana Here you are Gracias Little pink feels in this It surprises you señor Shannon that in this paper bag Jose Clemente carries a gun It does Especially when you're pointed at a simpatico fellow like me This is a remarkable little gun señor Shannon So little and still big enough to make you fall from this train You'll never get to Santa Mas I will shoot tears and say you were drunk But you and I will know that the little gun did it Might not be that easy It will señor If you do not fall I will make a hole in your simpatico face and then throw you over You have a choice señor Thanks Thanks a lot Why didn't you want me to get to Santa Mas Jose But you can't tell me can you Now back to Bowl Venture Our stars Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall And the second act of our story Mr. Slave he called to Santa Mas To look for ladies they'll buy train first class On train he meet a little man with gun Who tried to keep him from his destination Little man he don't know he don't succeed Find his body by tracking railroad beat Little man Alright King I got the message I thought to take your mind off your troubles Mr. Slave You're kidding Troubles have I got Little punk tries to throw me off a train We get into a fight and he falls off Cops ask me why I did a thing like that I tell them why For three hours I tell them why They don't believe me What troubles huh The big trouble of not finding lady sailor Where you thought her to be Yeah You came up with one These others the police the little man They do not make so much hurt In the absence of lady sailor duty Mr. Slave You won't sing me a song about it huh King Well it is not your wish Mr. Slave Thanks You promised to bring her back to us Yeah I did didn't I I don't get it King I go to that address in Santa Mars There's no one there just an alley cat And some hysterical chickens I couldn't even find them a rooster You told the police of the man from intelligence The man Mr. Johnston Mm hmm They never heard of him But such a man would register with the police It's always done that Pay attention King I told you I'd find her All I have to do is start from the beginning Remember how sailor went to a party Yes Mr. Slate Well this time I brought her home She might turn into a pumpkin Comfortable Mr. Vaughan Why did you bring me back to Havana Because the method of your disposal Has not been contracted for If I'm to kill you the man has to tell me In what manner for how much It's up to the man How does my hair look I want to make a good impression A Faulkner doesn't impress Oh so there really is a Faulkner Well surely this is his place Of course he rented it furnished But it's indicative of his tastes Expensive like mine Tell me how does it feel to kill a man It gets easier all the time Well here let's talk of more pleasant things And consider shall we these goblets Crystal exquisite Here hold one up for the light Or then this candlestick on the table Hand wrought silver Don't you shiver when you see something so beautiful Never did Mr. Johnstone Yes How much did you say you got for killing Sinclair Two thousand You want to shiver Pardon Wait a minute Here take a look at this locket Beautiful Just beautiful Here I'll take it off so you can see The diamond in it is worth Well your two thousand dollars would buy a corner of it Here Oh I'm sorry I dropped it Oh let me As you got your foot on it Mr. Vaughan And you put yours right in it What do you know You deaded Mr. Faulkner's candlestick Oh sailors, sailors You're so brave and clever Why do you fight it There's humor in this A killer lying at your feet You standing over him with a candlestick in your hand Irony the essence of humor Who are you My name is Faulkner And yours is Duval It's fortunate How about better things happen to me You have a boat I've heard And I have you I'll need both of you And Mr. Shannon And Mr. Johnstone And this gun Whatever you're selling go away I'm Slate Shannon Miss Grant may I come in Oh Oh the exciting the notorious Mr. Shannon That would be delightful Come in Slate Ricky darling this is Slate Shannon Don't be frightened darling I'm here That's right You just sit here at my feet and play your native songs And let me run my fingers through your curly curly black black hair Aye Ricky Likewise I'm sure What is it you want to be Slate My presence at your little dive to lend it chic Your presence does that in a dive Isn't he divine Ricky Now tell me what is it you really want A charity contribution I'm looking for Mr. Duval Say hello to Duval Oh then it is a charity contribution Why do you come to me looking for another woman Your ghost Slate That means crude Uh huh Where is she I haven't the slightest idea The last I saw of her she was on a balcony with Louis Sinclair Louis yelled yippee And they were off together into the somewhere Into what somewhere Wherever girls and boys have fun yelling yippee at each other How would I know But you know where Sinclair lives Uh huh You want to know too Yeah now Tease me for it So help me Miss Grant if you don't give me Sinclair's address I may hit you over the head with guitar curly boy and all Ricky are you going to sit there fingering that stupid guitar and let this this this wonderful man talk to me like that Of course you are You're keen Rick you're a pal Try the Hotel Caesar Slate because you are so thrilling Hey how about some service around here Service Si senor I am the service K can I do for you K can I do for you K means what I throw in a Spanish word so I am colorful This way the tourists don't mind no bath with the room You have a senior Sinclair with a room Sir Sinclair Uh huh Uh huh Stop being so colorful just tell me where I can find Sinclair Por favor one second I shall return One little minute Yeah hurry back Senor Marcel Senor Someone came for Sinclair See very dangerous looking man I see him I say to myself aha then when he asks for Sinclair I say Gracias Oh senor Slate What is this I ask a man for Sinclair and I get a minion of the law how come I get you Marcel I ask you the same question likewise and so Look Sailor went to a party she was supposed to meet a man named Sinclair she hasn't been home If she married him I want to shake her hand and wish her things If she married him she should be crying What For she would be a widow Sinclair is dead Murdered shut he was found beneath the pier at San Tomas Where's Sailor I do not know amigo but one thing we do know Senor Sinclair was not as he appeared he was a member of the intelligence of your country Sinclair was I thought Thought what I don't have to think about it Sailor's in trouble I've got to find it Yes senor Slate Arrest me later Marcel I've got to find Sailor Good luck amigo There's a gun in your back Shannon Well Johnston I know you want a dime for a cup of coffee If you don't want a dime the gutter get into that car Your friend Faulkner handles my boat real good He's the genius type how's everything Hey Faulkner where are we going Tell him Johnston We're going to meet a freighter in the middle of the Caribbean sea It's going to be a neat trick in this fog Well the genius will find it He's not so smart he needs a freighter We don't need a freighter do we sailor No he's not smart we're smart look at us I've been looking at you Mr. Vowle It took a blow with a candlestick to make me do it It's a pity you're not going on that freighter Where's it going To a place of refuge a place where they're going to pay us a lot of money for picking Faulkner's brains They're very good for traders huh Well you'd be surprised Johnston got two thousand dollars for killing Sinclair Didn't you Mr. Johnston Yes I've got a quirk I like money You know what I think Johnston What I think for a man of your talents that's a paltry sum Real paltry huh sailor Awfully paltry What would you consider a fair price for killing a man Depends now If it were a man like Faulkner Slate how could you Mr. Faulkner and Mr. Johnston admire each other My mistake You people have something on your mind I've still got my locket Here it's in my hand You could get five thousand dollars for it in any hawk shop in the world You can believe her I've gotten it All I'd have to do is shoot you Mr. Varlin and I'd have the locket My hand's on the rail Mr. Johnston If you shot me now the locket would drop into the ocean You'd have to get wet to get it I'd make book you wouldn't get it It's worth five thousand Five thousand dollars to kill Faulkner I'm going to tell you people something you won't believe We'll believe you I never had five thousand dollars at one time in my life You're not getting any younger you know Don't you ever get tired of meeting freighters in the dark How do you know what these people on the boat will do to you They don't need you Faulkner Please it's difficult enough this Faulkner Let me take a second Oh what do you want What Don't You Fool Fool I'll kill you Duck sailor You're going to die Faulkner Johnston he went overboard Now you Shannon Mr. Varlin The wheel we're going to ram that freighter We all die we all Grab the wheel sailor Ah you did good sailor Faulkner He's dead Take the wheel slate Maybe I'll be a girl for two minutes Maybe I'll faint Sailor What do you want Where'd you get that locket A man gave it to me What man A man Do you love him A lot He was my father Why'd you let me hock it last time You were nice to me Come here What did you do that for I want to hock it again I might have known the first of the month Mm-hmm payments due on the boat I thought you owned the boat I put a mortgage on it so I could get the hotel out of hock Don't you own anything outright Yeah the moon Come on outside and I'll give it here And so our two stars Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall Have brought to a close our latest bold venture story Special music was composed and conducted by David Rose May we invite you to listen again next week at this time For another exciting adventure starring Humphrey Bogart And Lauren Bacall together in bold venture
