The Standard of California, on behalf of independent Chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the west, invites you to let George do it. Journey into hate, another adventure of George Valentine. Personal notice, dangerous my stock and trade. If you're in a jam, you got a job for me, George Valentine. Write full details. Dear Mr. Valentine, some dreadful shadow has come over my sister's life. From thousands of miles away, she cries for help. If you knew me, you'd understand how little help I can be alone. I'm turning to you because I can't think of anyone else. The trip will take a great deal of your time. And may even prove fruitless. But I can assure you I'll make it worth your while. And it's signed Janice Gibson. I wonder what kind of letters we'd get Angela if her ad didn't say write full details. I'd hate to think, probably communiquez in morse code. But Janice here doesn't sound like she's in a mental state for details. Yeah, let me see that letter. Maybe I can get something out of her over the phone. Thousands of miles away. I wonder in what direction. Do I wear an Eskimo Parker or just a thin coat of sun pan lotion? Hello, Janice Gibson, please. Miss Gibson, this is George Valentine. Well, say now, wait a minute. Don't get so excited. Uh-huh. Leave on the eutora. Now, have a heart. I have a business here. I can't just throw things in a knapsack and be off to Honolulu. Honolulu? George, I know where we can get a very big knapsack. I'm not a big fan of the proxy. Miss Gibson, I'm afraid it's out of the question. You see, I... Yeah, well, all right now. Well, okay, there's no need to cry. Yes, yes, I believe everything you say about your sister, but... All right, you win, Miss Gibson. I'll be there. Darling, don't you think you ought to warn the lady? Oh, yeah. One last thing, Miss Gibson. Better reserve two cabins. My assistant will be along. No, I won't disappoint you. Yes, I got it, Pier 17. Goodbye. Hey, Brooksie, where are you going? Don't be masculine, darling. If we're going to be leaving in a few days, I've got to get some shopping done. Oh, no, I'm afraid this is really going to be a knapsack deal. Huh? Yeah. I'm afraid he leaves at 11 o'clock tonight. Oh, Stuart. Yes, sir? Which way is Stateroom 209? Straight down that corridor, sir. It's going to take an ocean voyage to rest up after this mad rush. Oh, just one minute, sir. Yeah? I'm the ship's doctor, sir. I just heard you ask about 209. Is it Miss Gibson's? Well, yeah, that's right. Why? Is anything wrong? Thank heavens she has friends aboard. Here, this way. Miss Gibson isn't very well. Well, I know. She sounded a little hysterical on the phone today, but I... Emotional strain may have something to do with it, but I suppose you know she has heart trouble. No, we didn't. I gave her something to quiet her down. When I came back later, she was in there sobbing. She wouldn't open the door. I had to go and get the key. Oh, that's straight. Oh, no. Miss Gibson, try to pull yourself together. Your friends are here to see you. Friends? Oh, Mr. Valentine. Sure. We made a deal, didn't we? Oh, it was getting late. I was so frightened. I thought you'd changed your mind. Well, we're here now, and there's nothing to worry about. I'm Miss Brooks. Oh. I'll be all right now, doctor. I'm sure you will. I'll arrange with a doctor in Honolulu to keep track of you. We'll see that you're sure to get digitalis whenever you need it. Thank you. And mind you, young lady, I don't want any more emotional shenanigans from you. I've made arrangements for both of you, Mr. Valentine. You just have to see the purser. Well, never mind that now. You feel up to talking? Oh, I must explain. OK. Suppose we begin with your sister. Yes. Oh. Eileen's cable grammet's somewhere here. Yes, in my purse. Oh, don't get up. It's right here on the tape. Eileen is my twin sister. We haven't seen each other in four years. I see. They went on a holiday to Hawaii and married an artist named Marcel Millay. They bought a tiny island not far from Honolulu, and they've lived there ever since. I think this is the cable. Oh, let's see, Brooks. This must be our secret, Janice, because I'm not sure this horrible thing is happening to me. And if it is, I couldn't bear anyone else knowing it. Please get here quickly. You're my only salvation. Love, Eileen. I haven't told anyone else but you, and I had to do that. If I'm going to help her... Yes, we understand. Well, I'm not going to pretend I understand this message. Now, suppose we skip on to your sister's husband. Well, I've never even seen a picture of Marcel. I've often wondered why she never sent me one, but as long as Eileen sounded happy in her letters, that was all that mattered. And this cable, it's so strange, and it's not... it's not like Eileen. She was always the strong one, never hysterical. Now, Janice, I think maybe you ought to rest. People always wondered about that difference in us, since we are identical twins. Oh, Mr. Valentine. Okay, okay. We'll have days to talk about all this. Good night, Janice. I can't understand why Eileen isn't here, Mr. Valentine. I cabled her that I'd arrive on the Eudora. Eileen's usually so punctual. Now, it would take a magician to spot us in this crowd. Come on, let's get down to the end of the dock. Here, hold on to me, Janice. Janice! Janice! Oh, God, there you are. What? I beg your pardon. Well, you might at least kiss me. Please, no, don't... Hey, now, wait a minute, buster. Quite. You needn't look so shocked, Janice. I know I'm not the handsome specimen you probably expected, but you might try to bring yourself to kiss your brother-in-law. Marcel? What's that? Don't be so taken aback, my dear. After a while, people get used to ugliness, especially when they realize that very often it has compensating qualities. Oh, I didn't mean... I know what you meant, but it doesn't matter. I must say it was the easiest thing for me to spot you. You look exactly like Eileen. It's uncanny. Oh, come along. I'll have someone take care of your baggage. I hope you don't mind, Marcel, but I brought two friends along. You were? Oh, oh, these people, your friends. Mr. Valentine, Miss Brooks, I want you to meet Marcel Millet, Eileen's husband. Hello. How do you do? I understand you and your wife have a whole island to yourselves. Hope there's room enough to fit us on. Well, we weren't expecting visitors, but we'll make out somehow. Besides, as an artist, I'm grateful to have beauty around me. Welcome to Hawaii, Miss Brooks. Why, thank you. Oh, wait, there's a Filipino chap over there who takes pictures of tourists. I'm sure Eileen would love to have one of you and me, Janice, a memento of this happy occasion. Oh, Juan, over here, quickly. Where is Eileen? How is she? Oh, she's waiting for you on the island. Wants everything to be just right for her sister. Very nice picture, yes, sir. How many, please, Mr. Millet? Oh, half a dozen, Juan, just you and I, my dear. Excuse us, Valentine, Miss Brooks. Oh, sure. Very good. All right, you smile nice for one. You make beautiful pictures. And with my arm around a beautiful lady, that makes us even, Juan. All right, you hold still now. There, oh, that's fine. Very nice, there. Couldn't we hurry, Marcel? Oh, immediately. Oh, very soon. You know, wait for pictures. No, Juan, my wife and I will be in from the island in a couple of days to show these people the sights. All right, everybody, my car is just over there by the warehouse. Thank you, Mr. Millet. You must be a happy man today. Please, you've got to tell me. I can't wait any longer. What's wrong with Eileen? In time, Janice. Then you can see for yourself. Oh, no, wait a minute. Why put it off, Marcel? Is it something you can't talk about? No, but I... Janice has a right to know she's been so worried. Apparently, you do know your wife, Cable, or you wouldn't be here. Yes, I ought to know about the cable I sent it. You had no right to do that. You made me think all kinds of things. I had to find some way to win you here. Well, couldn't you have used a few more words in your cable to be more specific? You didn't have to indulge your flair for the melodramatic and scared Janice after death. Unfortunately, what I said is the truth. For heaven's sake, what's wrong with her? Well, at the risk of being melodramatic, my wife imagines things, fanciful, grotesque things. Oh, no. Yes, she thinks everyone is plotting against her, just waiting to kill her. She won't see a doctor, and well, you are my only hope, Janice. I see. Yes, now, really, we must be going, after as it is, we won't reach the island till after dark. Easy, easy now. You can't see a thing when the landing lights off. Okay, you better go first, Janice. All right. Where's that tropical moon people write songs about? Hiding tonight, Miss Brooks. I think we've got a storm coming out. Now, you just wait till I get on the dock. What's that? Oh, it's just an overgrown mongrel Eileen insisted on bringing to the island. Lord knows we don't need any protection. There's just the two of us. I should say you'd welcome the company. I must admit, he's devoted to my wife, but I'd prefer if he kept tied up. He's a vicious beast, or the house is right up here. George. Oh, now what's wrong with her? You can't mean that to Eileen. I think I saw her run around that side of the house. Well, myself don't just stand there. Well, if she intends to hide, as she usually does, we'll never find out till morning. But we've got to do something. Well, Valentine has a flashlight on the porch in the back. You and Miss Brooks can look for her out there near the cliffs. Okay. You come with me, Johnny, son. But first I want to try this animal up. Brooks, see, no matter what Millay says, the first thing we're going to do is get a light on in that house. Now you do that, and I'll go around and get the flash. Oh, couldn't we kind of do those things together? No time, Angel. I'll make it snappy. Oh, golly. Sheepers. You'd better let me light that lamp. You might burn the place. This house is nothing more than an oversized batch hut anyway. There. You're pretty, aren't you? Who are you? That's my question to you. Why did Marcel bring you here? Are you one of those simpering ladies he trips off to see now and then? Get away from me. You know, he does have a strange fascination, that ugly Casanova. If I thought you and he were... I hate to haul off and hit a stranger, but I could force myself. You'd better listen to her, sister. The young lady's quite capable of taking care of herself. Yeah. Looks as though Marcel's decided to turn this place into a resort. Now, look, I've been fumbling around in the dark long enough. Since you're not Eileen Millay, who are you? How did you get here? Miriam Denton's the name. House guest, model. Lately, I've turned into a nurse for Marcel's mad wife. Want to know anything else about me? Ask him. Well, George, what are we going to do? Right now, Angel, we're going down to the boat landing and get my gun out of the luggage. George, boat's gone. I wouldn't mind that so much, Proxine, but that means there's something else missing, too. My gun. Oh, fine. Yeah. This weird little drama calls for us being permanent guests in this tropical paradise. We'll return to tonight's adventure of George Valentine in just a moment. You know, in every town, when 5 p.m. rolls around, there's a big parade, a traffic parade of folks who are homeward bound. If you're part of this daily parade and if your car has so little pep that you have to stay in the creep along lane, better switch to Chevron Supreme gasoline. It's a high octane fuel blended to put command performance in your car. 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You see how right you were when you arrived at the island and hear a piercing scream in the night, Janice Gibson's sister disappearing into the jungle. Can anyone hear the storm out there? Doesn't anyone care if my sister's out in it? We all care. Very deeply, Janice, but we'll never find Eileen if she doesn't want to be found, huh? I'd like to disagree with Millay Janice, but I'm afraid he's right. You see what it's like out there. Incidentally, Mr. Millay, what happened to the boat? And why did you leave Janice alone? Yes, you asked me to wait and never came back. I thought it might be a good idea to circle the island, but don't worry, the boat is quite safe, where it is. Yeah, I'm sure it's well hidden. What's that? Skip it, buster. I'm going to look for her. Hey, Janice, stop. Listen to me. Roxy, take her upstairs and stay with her. Any one of the guest rooms makes no difference. Come on, honey, you've got to think of yourself too. Think of myself, oh, Janice. I've got to get rid of that blasted dog. What's the matter, Marcel? You seem nervous. You shouldn't be. You've got a gun. My gun, to be exact. What do you mean? It's missing from my luggage. Valentine, I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't like your insinuation. I'm not insinuating anymore. I'm going to find out the reason for everything that's happened. There's only one reason. I was at my rope's end. The only person I could think of with Eileen was her sister. What's happened tonight may have upset you and Miss Brooks, but I did not ask you to share it. Listen to me, my friend, and listen carefully. I have no choice. Why don't you hit me? Don't tempt me. It happens that I want to bring things to a head because I have my own plans for tomorrow. Really? If I made a cup of tea, could I persuade you gentlemen to be civilized? Here's your persuasion on Marcel here, Miss Denton. And while you're at it, you might persuade him not to let those fancy maneuvers with a gun and a bolt go to his head. Marcel, what are you waiting for? I didn't expect her to bring those people. It changes our plans. But he suspects us. You think I'm a fool? I know that. But I've got to have a chance to think. You wouldn't stop to think if you really loved me. You do, don't you? What a woman. Love and murder in the same breath. I told you, Miriam, give me a chance to think. George, did you see Janice this morning? No, Bruxy. I thought she was still upstairs with you. Well, I left her for a few minutes, but when I came back, she wasn't there. Oh, I thought you knew, Mr. Valentine. Knew what? Miss Gibson went out with Marcel. Naturally, she's anxious to find a sister. Well, isn't that something we're all going to do together? I didn't know what your plans were. Not much you didn't. You know darn well... Hey, Bruxy, come on. Oh. Hey, George. Easy, easy. What's the matter, fella? What's bothering you? Easy, dear boy. Well, we're going to go for a little walk. What are you talking about, George? Just what I said, Angel. Wait a minute. Hey, now, fella, take a look at this. I'm going to go and get a little water. I'll be right back. I'll be right back. I'll be right back. I'll be right back. I'll be right back. I'll be right back. Wait a minute. Hey, now, fella, take a look at this. What have you got there, George? One of Eileen's handkerchiefs. Yeah, and I think our canine friend here knows what I mean. Come on, boy. Now we can go for that walk. George, he keeps coming back to this spot. Yeah, I know, I know. But there's nothing here but the beach. What if I hold it? There seems to be some kind of a cave in the side of this tomb. Yeah, that's where he wants to go. Look at him. Here, hold him, Angel. Okay. Well, I'll see if I can tear away some of these vines. George, I don't know if I can hold it. It'll just be a minute. I want to see if... What is it? Oh, good Lord. No, Bruxy, stay where you are. If this dog will only let me... Give him, I'll take him. But don't go in there. George. Is it... Eileen. A bullet in her head. Oh, no. But George, last night she was alive, all somewhere by herself. Nobody could even find her. That's where we were all wrong. Last night Eileen was already dead. But we heard her scream. That was Miriam who put on that little act. She was also the shadow we saw disappear around the side of the house. Oh. But what does Marcel expect to gain by all this? He's probably turning that over in his mind right now. That's why we have to find him and Janice before he has a chance to make another move. It seems so useless, George. There are so many places on this island he could have taken Janice. There's only one thing in our favor, Bruxy. Marcel has to make this piece of mayhem look like an accident. That's the whole idea. Yeah, I know. You keep saying... Easy now, quiet fella. Don't you see, Bruxy, he intends to pass Janice off as Eileen. He did it very successfully yesterday. That photographer took it for granted. Janice was his wife. Uh-huh. Well, I can see how he could have given everybody that impression. Yeah, the loving couple returned to the island. Wife has an unfortunate accident. He can report it as such to the police and collect the insurance. Because there's no sign of violence. Something he couldn't do with Eileen, who sports a prominent bulletin. What's eating him? George! Hey, up there on that cliff! Yeah, Bruxy, come on. No! No, he's going to kill me! Oh, God, George! Okay, Malay. See if you got an answer for this. All right, fella, go get him! Yes, I've got an answer. What do you want? I'm going to do this. Oh! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, no! Come down here! He's gone mad! You can't follow Mr. Rose, honey! Here, Bruxy, you take care of her. I want to see what he intends to do next. Claire, he told me about Eileen. Yes, I know, honey. He was going to push me into the ocean, make it look like an accident... Hey, where you are? The three of you! You're writing for a fall buster. You make another move toward me and I let the women have it first. You know, I have no compunction about it either. Yeah, I know, you're a brave boy when it comes to shooting dogs and women. Keep your eyes on me. Oh, please! Don't, Thomas, don't! Once more, your intrusion interfere with my plans, Valentine. It breaks my heart. I suppose the best way to do it, after all, is to get rid of the three of you at once. I think we're going to have another little storm tonight. It's the time of year, you know. We can do it without the weather report. Oh, yes, yes, the story will go something like this. Despite my urgent pleas, the three of you insisted on taking the boat out into the storm. Aren't you satisfied you killed my sister? What else do you want? Of course, I shall be interested in recovering the body of only one of the Poole-Hawty trio. The one the police will accept as my late beloved wife. Doesn't Miriam Denton understand that she may be next on your list someday? What does she see in you, anyway? She sees in me a man who won't let anything stand between him and his dream. Now, let's go back to the house and make the best of this waiting. Oh, for heaven's sake, Marcel, get this over with. In a few minutes, I think we can be ready. Of course, Valentine, I shall have to shoot you in Ms. Wilkes. I couldn't expect you to jump into the water at my command, eh? Why don't you stop posturing? No, no, let him go on, Miriam. He just wants to show you how much power he has. All because he didn't turn out to be a Clark Gable. Shut up, Valentine. I'm as good as any man. Better. You're not a man. You're something that crawls. I'm something that uses his brain, Ms. Wilkes. Since no one knows Janice is here, the insurance company will have a question of routine police report on my wife's death. We'll be able to do a lot of things with $50,000. Won't we, Miriam? Yes, if you'll only stop talking. Not afraid anymore. I'm just sorry I got you and Claire into this thing. I'm so glad to see you take this philosophically, Janice. I doubt if I would have had many more years to live anyway. He kept telling me it could be years. Don't say anymore, Janice. Why do you stop her? What was she going to say? She was just going to crack a very grim joke, Marcel. And it happens to be on you. What do you mean? Get up. Stay where you are. No, I feel like walking around. You know what I'll do if I try... You're not going to do anything. What's more, you're not going to live to spend that $50,000. Be careful, Marcel. Something's happened in the last four years that you don't know anything about. Something that's going to hang a crepe on that rosy future of yours. You don't say. Yeah. Janice has been ill, very ill, under constant care of a doctor. What's that to do with me? Now let's get started. Come on. Andre Boyard, M.D. What? Uh-huh. You recognize the name, Dr. Boyard, the best heart specialist in Honolulu. Of course, the one the ship's doctor mentioned. What is this? He more than mentioned him, Marcel. He gave the doctor specific instructions to locate Janice. Very soon now he'll do just that. You're lying. And the picture you were so anxious to have taken, it'll only prove that it was Eileen's twin sister who arrived. Miriam, you heard what he said. Look at Janice. There's nothing wrong with her, is there? Is there? Marcel. You're as good as Cook, brother, and you did it yourself. No, no. I'm not going to do it for him. No. Let go. Don't let me break your arm. Let go of the gun. I've got it, George. Well, Marcel, what is it now that stands between the man and his dream? Look, Brooksie, why the Percy's office? Oh, I told you. Friend of mine wanted me to inquire about a honeymoon cruise on the Eudora. Honeymoon cruise, huh? Friend, huh? What friend? Oh, you wouldn't know him. But he has nice broad shoulders, just about your height. And he calls his girlfriend Angel. One of those gooey characters, huh? Yes. What can I do for you folks? Well, we want to find out about a honeymoon cruise, something in the near future. Oh, I think we can accommodate you now. Just what would you like? Well, darling, I just described the potential groom to you. What do you think he'd like? Yeah. Look, friend, do you have a nice long cruise scheduled for, let's say, 1952 or 3? No, really, this is some kind of a joke. Well, please, mister, don't play so fast and loose with my life. I beg your pardon. This is the nearest to first base I've gotten yet. Huh? Huh? I think everyone will agree that cutting down the cost of car operation is an economy step in the right direction. 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Next week when the telephone wakes George Valentine out of a sound sleep, you'll hear him saying, yeah. George, wake up. We got a letter this morning you're going to love. Harger is right in the middle of it. Harger? Yeah. big deal. I'd like to nail him good. If you can, it will be good. Meet me at Bollie's Cafe, 12 Sharp. Yeah, got it. Hey, you know, Angel, I was just thinking, how nice it would be to have your dulcet voice wake me up every morning. Oh, well, I got news for you, Mr. Valentine. That could be arranged. Tonight's adventure of George Valentine has been brought to you by Standard of California on behalf of independent Chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the West. Let George Do It stars Robert Bailey as George with Francis Robinson as Claire. Tonight's story was written by David Victor and Herbert Little Jr. and directed by Don Clark. Also heard in the cast were Virginia Gregg as Janice, Gerald Moore as Marcel Millay, Louise Arthur as Miriam, Jack Crushen as Juan, and Earl Keene as the Purser. The music is composed and presented by Eddie Dunstetter, your announcer, John Heaston. And again next week, same time, same station to Let George Do It. Since America began, from all of the world have come men and women of every race, every religion, every cultural background. And into this land, they brought a stirring concept, brotherhood. Let's remember that, especially now during Brotherhood Week. This is the Mutual Darnley Broadcasting System.
