BOLD VENTURE Adventure, intrigue, mystery, romance starring Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall Together in the sultry setting of tropical Havana and the mysterious islands of the Caribbean, BOLD VENTURE Once again the magic names of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall bring you BOLD VENTURE and a tale of mystery and intrigue That's enough sailor, I can't run any further Okay, well rest a while, then we'll go in for a dip I know, well let's just wade this morning, you know, get used to the feel of the ocean, tomorrow we'll swim What happened to this big exercise binge of yours? This morning you were going to start the new life, run, swim, push ups, deep knee bends Oh, I must have been out of my mind Come on, let's do a deep knee bend, hands on hips, place, one, oh help me up Slice Okay, Eagle One, give me your hand Now let's get back to the hotel and have some breakfast before I... Mr. Shannon, Mr. Bogart, you! I wonder what she wants I can't imagine, when I said good night to her last night she said everything was fine, but ours was her favorite hotel, she and her husband were... I told you on the beach, you're going to say I'm foolish but I just don't know what to think What's the trouble? I can't find my husband Well, maybe Mr. Anderson just took a stroll before breakfast, I wouldn't worry about that But he didn't come back to the hotel last night Mrs. Anderson, last night when I saw you in the lobby you said you were going to your room and wait for him, you mean he hasn't come back since then? Yes, I fell asleep over a book, I just woke up and his bed wasn't slept in, what frightens me is he left with a good deal of money He was going to buy me a gift, it's our 20th anniversary you know, we've never been out of California before and... Now just take it easy Mrs. Anderson, how much is a good deal of money your husband had with him? Well, I don't know exactly, more than a thousand I know, do you think anything could have happened to him? With that much money in his pocket, in Havana? Come on sailor, let's look for a man Ay, the pobrecito, the poor little one, how he lies here in sleep, and the fingers of the hot sun scratch around in his wound You're a tender man Garfio, for a man who wears a hook for an arm you're very gentle with the hurt and the lame My heart goes out to them, I have a brotherhood with men who have been freshly scarred Take it easy going through his pockets huh? Si, to put this fellow on our fishing boat and let him sleep away his wound and his shame, who would not do this for a turisto? What did you find? In his pocket a clipping from society column of a Pasadena in California newspapers Society? Gee, I always did want to rub noses with society, what does it say? It says Bon Voyage and a box of oranges to Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Anderson who leave tomorrow for Havana for their 20th wedding anniversary And he celebrates it all alone in a jump like genius, maybe that's what his wife let him have for a present And in this pocket an alligator wallet with gold tips Let me see it You can see from there, gold tips eh? Inside lined with red seal skin leather and with... And again I... Garfio, don't stick your hook in your mouth like that and keep saying aye, if you got something to say come right out and sell Papa What else can a kindly man say when he finds $2,000 in a wallet of a used up man? What else can he do I ask myself? Yeah, here give me a hand with him Garfio, I read somewhere that salt is good for a wound, it hurts but it's good, come on Si Understand Bo Recito, this will be better than explain to wife Now Bruce Happy anniversary Mr. Anderson Music That's the last shop in the Vedado sailor, Mr. Anderson wasn't in there looking for presents for his wife either Well let's try another section of the city You know I've got a sneaking suspicion Like what? A man comes to Havana, he's never seen anything like it, his wife gives him a night off and he's got over $1,000 in his pocket You know how Havana throbs at night, Mambo rhythms out of every doorway, Mr. Anderson might have walked through one just for a look-see I won't even concede a look-see Slade, Mr. Anderson would have very... Hey there's King Moses in our Jeep Hi King, looking for us? All over Havana Now what's on your mind? I've been asking around at the cab deposed for Mr. Anderson as you said I should What did you find out? Guillo, the one who drives the green taxi cab with the yellow fenders, think he picked up Mr. Anderson in front of Hotel Where'd he take him? Guillo said first his fare wished to shop, then the fare heard music from the place Tina's Parakeet and tapped Guillo on the shoulder Tina's Parakeet? That's a dive in the barrio Yeah, how do you like your Mr. Anderson now, sailor? Please, girls who are not chaperoned by men are not permitted in my place I've got a chaperone, honey, the one trying to work his way up front to the mirror How do you like the hairdos, sailor? Jazzy, huh? Your ticket, senor You're Tina, huh? See, I am Tina and I am a ticket cruncher Your ticket, senor You know, if you're a good girl, Tina, maybe Slade will let you crunch through a whole roll of them Yeah, see, the five peso size and five delicious flavors, one at a time You buy a basket full of dances, go dance them We like to dance threesies, Tina Well, dance any way you like as long as it is Threesies, that means we'll need another partner like a Mr. Ralph Anderson But I don't see him around Is he around, Tina? You're a local crazy But then maybe tonight isn't Ralph's night the howl, maybe it was last night Was Anderson here last night, Tina? Bareco No, not Bareto, hon, Ralph Anderson About five-ten, gray at the edges, fifties You're not paying attention, hon Bareco, bounce these two away Si, Tina, you heard my lady Walk away or I dribble you away You have a choice Now, look, Buster, don't try for a ladder Just tell us if a Ralph Anderson was in here last night Maybe you have monkeys in your ears, senor I told you You'd like to watch him Now, look, Buster, why pull a knife on a friendly cuss like me? Why? I caught you I... That's not what I asked You beg for dying, senor I give it... Should have held on to the knife, butterfinger What do you know, sailor? The man falls down hurt and the dancers keep dancing On your feet, Bareto See if we can stir up a storm Leave him alone Do not hit him anymore Convince me why I shouldn't, Tina Anderson was here last night, wasn't he? And it was like this Si, like this he was here The old man tried to put his hands on me Bareto stuck him with his knife And killed him No, no, only in shoulder The people were so angry They killed him You got kind friends, Tina What fishermen? Erfio, who Erfio hook for a hand And his American name Bruce At Rico docks, ask them They will give you Anderson Oh, Bareto, oh, he hurt you Oh, mi alma, mi corazón Mi hermoso, oh, he... Let's get out of here, slate Can't you see the lady wants to be alone with her sick friend? Hi there, you in the boat, hey Yeah? Your name Bruce or Goffio? Bruce You want to talk, come aboard All right Come on, sailor I'm just fixing this net But it'll wait What do you got on your mind? Nice little boat you've got here It's a living You're the one who's got something on your mind, lady, or the mister? The both of us We're looking for a man I haven't brought one up yet, just fish A middle-aged man, a tourist Just fish Rumor has it when you're not fishing You're a while away the empty hours in a joint called Tina's Parakeet Sure, it's cheap and it's got a chuckle to it Sometimes pain, like what happened to the tourist, a man named Ralph Anderson Who's that? Tina She ought to keep her mouth shut She didn't, she mentioned your name And a man named Goffio, who wears a hook Yeah, Anderson was kicking up his heels last night In the middle of a kick, he caught a knife in his shoulder Goffio and me got him out of there before the cops showed It supplements the price of fish, you know, pocket money Why didn't you take him home? His wife was waiting for him Because his wife was waiting for him, sis He wasn't stuck bad, but he needed time to make up a story Where'd he take all this time? Well, we took him Well, we gave him iodine and gauze and a fatherly talk Little lean to a couple of hundred yards south of the Maximal Monument on the bay Can you take us there? You'll find it, I gotta finish this and that So long You better get back to the hotel sailor and see if he can comfort Mrs. Anderson I'll find that lean to Let's go Goffio This is Bruce A guy is on his way to that shack near the monument Looking for Sr. Anderson? Ah, get there before he does Greet him Open up, Anderson, it'll be okay We'll make up a good story for your girl You could have some lulus I use Come on, open up Let's not get squeamish about one night out in 20 years Let's... That's the boy Hey, where... Welcome to my lean to, Sr. Hey, what... I'm clumsy, Sr. My hook did not kill with one stroke This will take away my clumsiness Goffio Let go of my arm, let go Why tell the hook on him? He got the message But the man is in pain I only want... He wanted Anderson, didn't he? Let's give him to Anderson See, pick him up, Bruce Myne Now he will sleep in the ocean sea And nothing will wake him Now back to Bold Venture Our stars Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall And the second act of our story When a man is married and has a wife When a man is married and has a bride For 20 years right by his side The etiquette is to be not tardy Come right home kiss the Mrs. Hardy Upon occasion it happens every season A man gets sidetracked, pick your own reason Then there rises the old situation Mrs. Weeps in great agitation Weeps is right, and not with tears, King That's the toughest kind of crying there is Look at her, sitting over there and staring And thinking the million-wish things that could have happened Don't knock it, it's a woman's privilege King, give Mrs. Anderson anything she needs I'm going out For Mr. Slade? Who else would I go looking for? How you feeling, Shannon? How did I get on this boat? Hey, Garfield! See him? See? What is it? He's come around So what do you want I should do, to dance? So I scum around in Nosey One? For how long? We talk before we take the fish home This is what happened to Anderson, isn't it? Rolled him, got rich, fed him to the fishes, gave him to the ocean Try rolling me, maybe we can make a deal I've heard some of you, Shannon, in port They call the man I said we could make a deal With money in it? Are there other kinds of deals? Hey, Garfield! What? Come here! Shannon wants to make a deal And why shouldn't he, what? Nearly ten men in Lovers promised a move with quick words Look, I've got a boat, I could raise some money on that Canoes are a drug on the market I've seen this boat, Garfield Twin-engine job, about 45 feet, trim Nice I'll get Mr. Vowell to raise some money on it Bring it to you Now, look, be reasonable, Garfield Why not? You'll still have me even if she can't raise the dough And any time I wish I could put this hook in you So you could squirm and beg if this is a trick You know what? I'd enjoy watching that Lady Sailor, you have come back without Mr. Slater on your arm You noticed it too, huh, King? Where's Mrs. Anderson? Sleep in her room I go wake her Let her sleep There may not be much sleep left for her You have not found him? They were not there in the place where you searched for them? It was empty All I found was a blood stain on the floor Lady Sailor, do not believe this thing that you do not know This thing that builds a tear in your eye This... The phone has ringed like that ever since you were gone When I say hello, I get the hang-up bang in my ear for answer Maybe because a man answered Let's see how a lonely girl makes out Hello? Shannon's placed You're finally in, Mr. Vowell A fellow here just dying to talk to you Where have you been, Sailor? Why don't you watch the shop? Answer the phone You could have talked to King Where are you, Slater? What's the idea? Why, Nichols? Love me chat, huh, Sailor? Go raise some money on the boat, every buck you can get What's the matter? You lose at lotto again? This I don't know yet It's what you can get on the boat against my life Like the odds? Hate them, I... Where do I bring the money? Just the dough No chummy cops to lean to south of Maximo Monument Remember the fi... Get out the papers on the boat, King Again, Lady Sailor? Yeah Some days it's hard to keep a man alive What have I always told you, Mr. Vowell? Such beautiful advice Mr. Vowell, I advised Mr. Shannon, save your money, save your money If you don't lend me something on the boat, Slater'll die Oh, now you needn't be so melodramatic, Mr. Vowell I'm a sensitive man A more modest, truthful approach could move me far more deeply Melodrama embarrasses me Gee, how's a girl to know about sensitive fellows like you? Crevy, I lied That's better Now, come now, what did you really want the money for this time? Well, Crevy, old boy, it's just that I've got a chance to invest in an oil well Comes a time in a girl's life she needs an oil well Oil? Where? They told me not to tell They said, let's keep it among ourselves, huh, girly? Ah, I am very shrewd, very shrewd, too Well, my dear, seeing it's something as sensible as that Six... no, five thousand is all we can manage Now, if you'll sign here, please There, now, see how rewarding it is to tell the truth? I'm so ashamed I could cry Bye, Crevy You are a Linda Beggar, senorita, beautiful I watch the performance You ought to catch me on a matinee Hey, you're wearing a... Si, si, a hook My name Garfio means hook That is why you come with me So my name will not spill blood on our proud streets The End What... what does it say in your book About helping a man with a hurt, Bruce? It says for the promise of a promise of dough He could be persuaded Bothers you? Yeah If I could only move over to my other side, I could groan a little more for me Make me believe it I tell you what, a man doesn't like to lie in his own blood, mate Yeah, beside, it messes up the deck From fishies, you don't mind so much Yeah, I'll roll you over Easy, easy That's a little more pain to a rich boy like you Or you, why, you stupid Maybe if I use my feet That makes me smarter, huh? Now all I gotta do is drag you, baby Throw you in the hole with the rest of the fish I'm not a fish Garfio What is it you want? Just answer one question for me I gave you the money Why did you make me come out here with you? It's a manly question for which a manly answer To get rid of you once and for all and forever You and Slade Shannon Why kill us? You've got your money That should be the end of it Let Slade go Let both of us go back to Havana And we won't say a word We won't say a word Hermos, do you think I'm stupid? Up ahead in our boat is Bruce and your Shannon They wait for us You're a bitter man, Garfio Why? Because of your arm, the hook? Why should I be bitter about the hook? It's a souvenir of a woman who loved me Or a lover who did not I'm sorry for you I really am Do not try your sympathy with me, Senorita Without this hook I would be hefty man Without it perhaps I would not have the courage to kill you Ahoy, Bruce! Ahoy! Bruce, ahoy! Slade, hey, Slade, it's Sailor There's no answer Slade I do not like this You, Senorita, you first jump over to the other boat All right Slade, Slade, are you all right? What has happened here? I left your Shannon lying there Right on this spot with Bruce standing over him Bruce, stop playing games with me What are you trying to do, Bruce? Are you going to? What are you doing up there on the cabin top, pigeon Shannon? Where are you going to jump on Garvey O? Jump! Just get out of the way, Sailor, don't do a thing Just get out of the way Slade, his hook Into my arms, pigeon, jump! Yeah, feet first Big pigeon, huh? Why will I have any other hook? Now, is this a pretty picture? I sit on your chest and feed you my hook like this So, so my pigeon ducked his head Bueno, we will try again What's the matter, Garvey O? Done your hook too deep in the wood? Can't get it out Let's roll over, shall we? I will get it out I will Sailor I was a coward, Slade I turned my back, couldn't watch I'm hurt, Sailor Help me Throw your good armor on me I'll take you home I'm hurt It's all here, Sailor Five thousand dollars Give it to me I'll take it down to Mr. Crevlin He'll give me back the note I gave him on the boat I don't know What do you mean you don't know? Well, I'm wounded I have to convalesce Five thousand bucks I could convalesce in style Like a for instance I could relax, have a pretty girl, wait on me, hand and foot My wish, her command You can get that for nothing Me Let's try, huh? Come here Like that, Slade I don't know, that's not exactly what I had in mind You said you wanted to be waiting on hand and foot What do you want me to do? Wait on your foot? I want you to scratch my back All right Ah That's right, Sailor A little further down And to the right To the right More to the right Yeah Take your five grand and go get convalesced Hang up a shingle, Sailor You just scratched a man well Come 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 Adventure
