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 BOLD VENTURE In the Caribbean is a city of grace with pretty women all wrapped in black lace You come to Havana for ecstasy, sit in the sun caress a memory And close to the harbor stands a small hotel, three-fifty a day includes no wishing well Sandals forty feet, mosquito netting for face Oh come all ye tourists to Shannon's place That was magnificent King, real great. Now I know what I have been missing That's right Paulo, last time you were in the hotel you didn't get to hear King Moses sing He was sitting on your chest And he broke his guitar over my silly head Only to impress upon you young Paulo that a life of crime leads only to a big hollow tone ringing in an empty noggin What time do you conduct services King, we'll all want to put on our Sunday clothes Oh I only meant Mr. Slade to I know King, you meant we're all real happy young Paulo is doing so well, we really are kid, it's good to see you like this You do not hold anger against me that I once tried to dance a caper in your place to rob it of house and home? Forget it Paulo, how's the job? The job you convinced Sir Popo the jeweler to bestow upon me, oh it's fine it is a knockout I'm a bonded jewel messenger, policemen meet me on the street and shake my hand Your mother must be very proud Paulo, you know we ought to get down to the barrio to see you Slade, we haven't even I'm in trouble Senior Slade, big trouble, it makes a hurt in my head and in my heart, I do not understand what is What's wrong kid, what's Aye slaves, remember me? Kirk, the punk you can't stand We remember you, Slade threw you out of the place once before, you come back for a farewell performance I come back for you to meet a Kirk that you'll adore, all plushy with doe and doe Insurance investigator for Ronaldo Insurance Incorporated And share me with your friend Slade, who's the kid? Adios Senior Slade, adios Hey Paulo, come back here What got into the kid, he ran out of here like Like a scared rat? They're all alike Slade, these Havana gutter rats Isn't that the one who tried to rob you once? And you've been holding hands with him? How do we say goodbye Kirk? Feet first or just my hungry fist in your teeth? Oh not goodbye Slade, just au revoir because you've got a lot I want to forgive you for Ah, here's a good place to consider it Senior Kirk, consider now this wide curve of beach You're trying to say what? Oh yeah mi amigo, listen to me On a page a philosopher once wrote down a thing, he wrote this It's eating you huh, you're getting chicken about what's going to happen? For you and me amigo, he wrote that eternity was the length of time a bird would take to lift one grain of sand and fly away with it And return in a million years for another grain When all the beaches in the world were bare of sand, this is eternity The kid was a thinker I nod and agree What's with you Sapao? The philosophy concerns how to steal your own jewelry and collect insurance Es verdad, true Look how beautiful, your jewelry shop, your jewels, Paulo steals jewels, Paulo dies, you get jewelry insurance money You like it? Es firmamento, heaven You don't know how right you are, we've even got an angel named Shannon, angel stupid type Now watch it Sapao, the tide's coming and you'll get your feet wet Pull out a chair Slate and fan me into it, I can't move my jeans another inch Sure, there's the chair, work it out for yourself Oh Slate, Slate, the life you lead a girl, an innocent girl with only two pair of nylons to her name I keep telling you to wear sweat socks early, you could start a fad, jeans over sweat socks You could begin a new life yourself Rover boy, stop sticking your nose down alleys, up crannies Kid said he was in trouble didn't he? He runs out before he can tell us what trouble So we go looking for him because it itches me a kid we like should be in trouble In the slums, in the barrio, on the beaches, in the pool halls When you fly a mission you really fly don't you kid? No Paulo, where is he sailor? What's he running from? What do any of us run from? Maybe he got tired like I get tired Maybe he found a downy cushion some place and he's sitting on it all alone away from the... Keep talking sailor maybe you can gather a crowd Slate Shannon speaking You are occupied senor, unoccupy yourself Come to Sopapo the jeweler immediately, it is an order I already got a watch band kid, besides your salesmanship smells I wouldn't... For the boy Paulo you would... you wouldn't? I would Get your other pair of nylons out of your hope chest sailor we're going walking again I ask senor Kirk to be with us here in my office senor Shannon, senorita Because his interests lie in the same direction as ours Slate either ask him what his direction is or tell him to stop staring at me Leave him alone the guy's got shifty eyes, let him shift What's this all about Sopapo? Senor Kirk, explain Sopapo here did a dumb thing Shannon, thought you'd want to weep about it It's sailor's feeding time gentlemen let's get on with it huh Now Sopapo hired a kid named Paulo because you asked him to Dumb him hiring a boy who tried to knock over your place Hiring a kid like that is a jewel messenger He's very dummy, senor Shannon my apologies but I hate you for making me listen to you He don't want to come right up and say Paulo absconded with a whole consignment of jewelry I don't believe it Neither do I Believe or not to believe that is not the question Paulo failed to deliver a consignment of jewels He failed to let me know the reason why He has been gone since this morning, disappeared Paulo likes you Slate, which already makes him a kid with a warped sense of values Maybe you worked out a little deal, I'm just asking because as any fool can plainly see I've got an evil mind Kirk A deal huh? It goes like this Then this idea occurs to me Only this is a better one You like the deal Kirk? All that exercise makes me hungry Slate Me too Come on sailor let's go scare up a tortilla Are you coming to the tortillas sailor? They scare me, read me the recipe again What's with you, a simple dish like tortillas with beans You scream out the window at the neighbors, how do you make a tortilla? You stop the postman and ask him how his wife makes them You make me buy a shelf of cookbooks, the whole town's talking about what a lousy cook did Just tell me how you want it, spread over the face would be nice, you want it like that? Give it up sailor, you weren't cut out for it, peel me a banana Read me the recipe Not good with bananas either huh, give it to me Paulo's in real trouble this time isn't he Slate? I still don't believe it, maybe the kid was knocked off maybe Uh uh, no Shannon, not knocked off I just heard from him, he sounded real alive, made sounds and everything The creep really creeps around doesn't he Slate? If he hadn't opened his mouth the girl wouldn't know someone was peeping at her tortillas I just couldn't bring myself to louse up such a dripping domestic scene You come to apologize for the beating I gave you Kirk? That too, Paulo whispered through a phone to meet him in a tenement in the barrio in three hours You care to join the party Shannon? Couldn't live without it, how are you with tortillas Kirk? Hand me the frying pan honey, I'll cook you a thing you'll never forget Hey Shannon, over here Where's Paulo? In that tenement house How do you get information like this Kirk? Be sensible Shannon, a kid steals a hundred thousand dollars worth of jewelry, it's hot he can't get rid of it so he makes a deal with me On account of I represent the insurance company, deal fifteen grand That's why he got in touch with you and not with me, that's why huh? Sure, said he'd meet me here, but I wanted you to see for yourself what the kid was So I'm bringing you along to watch how a thief works with an insurance operator You wouldn't want it any other way Let's go in the tenement Hey put that gun back in your pocket Kirk or you'll break my arm That's right Whatever you say Shannon, come on Dark huh, lucky I brought a flash Paulo, hey Paulo Let me handle it Paulo, Paulo it's late Shannon Maybe he's not here He's here, that sound came from the basement Hey somebody's shooting at somebody down there Yeah and somebody's taking the potter Let's get him Here, here take it my gun, maybe if I used it it'll upset you, go on take it Yeah, it could need using it Hey, shine your light over there Where? Back of the staircase Oh yeah Take a look Shannon Paulo, shot He's dead Shannon, your boy's dead But I don't understand it, why, what happened, he was doing okay Just this morning he told me Let me tell you, Paulo was a bad boy, a bad boy in bad company and the company just took apart it How do you like Paulo now Shannon? Now back to Bold Venture Our stars Humphrey Bogart and Lauren McCall and the second act of our story And for a handful of colored stones a boy lies dead here Don't get sentimental about it Inspector, I heard once a kid knocked off his dear old dad for the price of a ticket to a burlesque show Now the kids nowadays And what do you think Shannon? Well it looks like what Kirk says, Paulo stole the stuff, had a partner they met here before Kirk and I got here, argued, partner shot Paulo That's what I said LaSalle, only I never got to the good part For such tidbits I hang out my tongue Good part, how come Shannon here planted the kid in Sapopo's establishment? Why I suppose I'll answer him LaSalle, okay Kirk ask that again Sure, how come you planted Paulo and Get the answer Kirk No Gee I, I guess I lost my head LaSalle You have committed something here, I will think what And while I am thinking you are becoming a fugitive from justice by the second In that case I'd better just run away, keep it legal so I can be a fugitive Taylor, Taylor where are you? In your office Slate, if you want me come and get me I finally found your little black book Slate, I browsed through it, read the last chapter of telephone numbers, knew the whole plot and tore it up Taylor that took me years of self sacrifice, burning the midnight oil Here are the pieces, on the lonely nights you can amuse yourself by trying to put them all together again, you know like a jigsaw puzzle It's the latest thing for tired bachelors I hear Don't worry I'll put them back together again if it takes years and years Paulo was just murdered in the Barrio tenement, the John Doms think I had a finger in it What makes them think a thing like that? You got a publicity agent Slate? Yeah, the creep name of Kirk, you coming sailor I'll need your help, maybe enough of it to keep me alive One more flight sailor, a short one I've seen tenements before Slate but this one Yeah, down the hall Comprende me I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry Si Ay, señor Shannon, señorita Duhal, por favor, come in You will forgive the appearance of my heart There's nothing to forgive, senora Ruiz We came to tell you Well, it's about You tell us, sailor Senora Ruiz, about Paulo Of my son, of his dying, of this I already know And the tears of me are for my solitude It is difficult to weep when others watch Even such others as you We want you to know we're sorry Anything we can do There is only weeping to be done Slate Yeah, yeah, I see it too Senora Ruiz, the last time I was here you weren't wearing that ring Ay, Jesu, un pon, apaz This morning in the mail it came Just like that, huh? And more, señor A little after the mail a man came A man called Manuel He of the pawn store saying he heard of my good fortune You gonna talk to me, Manuel? Señor, I do not Talk? How did you know senora Ruiz got that ring? Let me hit him a few times I keep out of this, what about it, Manuel? Why should a lousy fence like you suddenly know all about senora Ruiz? You see, see, I will tell you, it is of a robbery It is whispered about here in the barrio That some of the jewelry befell the senora Because her son Paulo had to do with the robbery Also, there... There is what? This A ring, the beloved of Paulo A girl Rita who lives nearby She came into my place and sold me a ring Where would she get such a ring if not from Paulo? Paulo is a thief Did I do good, sailor? I believe the word is magnifico That's it, you did magnifico I believe in you, You are a good man What do you want of me? You have a wrong place I don't think so, Rita Mind if we come in? How you know my name? I know nothing of you, how you know so much of me? Don't be frightened, Rita I'm Sailor Duval and this is Slate Shannon We've come to... Slate Shannon? Paulo has told me very nice things of you Many nice things Please come in Rita, you pawned a ring Where did you get it? Did Paulo give it to you? Where would Paulo get such a precious... Such an expensive thing? It came in the mail Maybe you should have given it to the police, Rita Manuel did the pawnbroker, he gave me 600 pesos for it With 600 pesos Paulo and me could have been married Could have been man and wife Rita, we love Paulo too, we... I take the money, senor You keep it Give it to the police, to a beggar, I have no use for it The money for the flowers for Paulo's grave I will earn If you need us for anything, Rita, just... Let's go, Slate It is very interesting what you tell me, senor, senorita It tweaks me in a place that should be tweaked You hear that, Slate? I tell you this LaSalle is a policeman with a very zippy brain Don't say it too loud, sailor, the whole thing might vanish right before our eyes It is not an illusion, senor This is one of my good days I zip because what you have told me could very possibly be true This of the mailing of the stolen jewels of the... Then you believe Paulo was innocent But he had nothing to do with the robbery that he was murdered in cold blood because he knew something and tried to tell me Back off, senor Slate, you are straining your leash I didn't have a hand on him Perhaps you brought jump to too many conclusions, senor, senorita To the matter as you have told me, I will give a pinch of credence But of Paulo's innocence, of this I am not quite so... I am not quite You're getting unzipped again, kid Paulo was innocent How much more do you need to get it through the bald skull? Please, senor I want you to observe something Some photographs that were taken at the scene of Paulo's death We don't care to look at them, LaSalle It's not one of our fond memories Perhaps you will grow fond of this one Look at it, senor This is a police laboratory photograph of the gun that was found in the dead Paulo's hand It has been sprinkled with fingerprint powder Cans of... curious, is it not? Never have I seen such... Yeah Yeah, never have I either Come on, sailor I want to show you what makes a gun found in a boy's hand so curious The first thing I remarked to myself when you walked into my office, senor, senorita Is why you two are not chained to the police We want to have a look at your voice, Sir Papo Since I was a little girl I wanted to look into a jeweler's vault Mother said, wait till you get older And now I'm older Do you come to buy jewelry wholesale? Not today Right now I just want to find some stolen jewelry, stolen from you Let's look in the vault You are insane Not today either His time is Tuesday afternoon You want me to open it with the top of your head, Sir Papo? Excuse me, I wish to make a phone call The phone call's come later, open it For this senor, this insult If this is what's needed to get it open Having fun, sir? Kirk, Kirk, help me, in my desk, I've gone Yes Well, Kirk, Kirk, the eminent insurance investigator You're a straight shooter, Kirk Sir Papo asked me to help him, I did I got him out of his troubles, that's help I once knew a guy who was helped and he wasn't killed at all What kind of an ungrateful guy are you, Shannon? The jeweler was going to knock you off Look at him, look at his hand, he was getting ready to pull a luger Sure he was What did you knock the gun out of my hand for? Pick up the gun, sailor, muzzle first Wrap a handkerchief around it This isn't a wrapping handkerchief, Slate This is a dropping handkerchief So today you won't drop Wrap it What do you want Sir Papo's gun for? Ballistics will want to check it against the slugs in Paolo's body I underrated you, Shannon You'll hate yourself in the morning, I know I'm not knocking you, Shannon, it's just that you figured a little ahead of me, that's all Throw me, tell me how Easy, Sir Papo never parched with the jewels and reports them stolen Insurance money Sure, sure Tell me, Kirk, how do you figure Paolo figures? Also easy, Sir Papo kills the kid to make it look like the kid absconded You mind if I take it from there? What else is there? Slate does this bit so well, Kirk, let him do it Thanks, sailor Two of the jewels showed up, one to Paolo's mother, one to his girl Sir Papo mailed him to throw off suspicion To make it look like Paolo was spreading joy around I never knew that Sir Papo had an any Ah, but here's the twist The gun Paolo was holding in that barrio cellar had no fingerprints on it No prints? We were stupid, weren't we? You know, I clean forgot that dead men leave no prints Which means Paolo was dead before I met you at that moment Sir Papo was downstairs making all that noise and that gun's going to prove it You'll probably hang, Kirk You stink, Shannon, you stink and you want... Sailor, sailor, you hit a man over the head with a gun I'm proud of you What's that word I used on you, Slate? Use it on me Magnifico, kid, you were sheer magnifico Say it again Well, don't let it go to your head, come on, I'll take you home Well, Slate, how did you like them? You've improved, kid, those are pretty fair tortillas Did you follow the recipe in the book I bought you? Sure did, I mailed in the coupon in the back of it for free samples If you want more tortillas you're going to have to buy another book Sailor, how can a girl your age be such a bad cook? Oh, sure, honey, I'm just talented You can't cook, you can't thread a needle Every time you press my pants the creases are on the sides What can you do, sailor? This? See, what else does a girl need to know? Slate, I'm talking to you Slate Can't cook, can't thread a needle, creases on the side Ah, who needs it? Come here, sailor And so our two stars Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall have brought to a close our latest bold adventure 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 on the Bold Adventure
