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"Mystery in the Air" Starring Peter Lorre for Camel Cigarettes. Program Number 5.

Date: 31 Jul 1947
Length: 26 pages
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Script from radio show with advertisements. Document is of historical interest; but has little practical modern application.

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Named Person
Natl Broadcasting
Bernard, D.
Kuhl, C.
Lorre, P.
Morgan, H.
Tuttle, L.
Nelson, F.
Kendall, C.
Perrott, R.
Binyon, C.
Lee, I.
Willard, H.
Roy, M.
Anderson, R.
Chandler, E.
Whitney, L.
Baron, P.
Allen, L.
Caton, F.
Newstead, D.
Wilde, O.
List, O.F. Military Hospitals
Hecht, B.
Foley, R.
Pearl, M.
Brasfield, R.
Monroe, W.
Cumberland Valley Boys
Balzac
Author
Esty
Type
REVISION
SCRIPT
Subject
radio
advertising
entertainment activity
Brand
Camel

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MYSTEFtY IN THE AIR 7-31-47 (REVISID) -8- MORGAN: /I'n a few mornents, Mr. Peter Lorre will bring us the climax of tonight's "Mysteriy In The Air"' when Camels present A ct Two of -- "Wobody Loves Me.°...- MUSIC:~ (GONG) ROY: "Ever hear of a yellow-bellied cobia? It's -a fish.. ~a great, big, sassy, figlltin' fish that has given sporting fishermen more back talk than almost any other kind. Mrs. Dorothy Newstead has its nunber thougxi...She landed a sixty-nine pound cobia and became holder of the International Women's All-Tackle Record for Cobia. Not on her firs t try, of *course. No, 3~.r ...Mrs . News tead fished a long time before she became a champ. As she said: WOMAN: Experience is the best teacher 3n deep-sea fishing...In cigarettes, too. After all the different brands I smoked during the wartime cigarette shortage, I really appreciate Camels. ROY: Yes, people learned during the waftime cigarette shortage that experience is the best teacher. For it was then . that folks smoked whatever cigarettes they could eet.., compared the brands..and, in so\doing, became experts on judging the differences in cigarette quality. As a result of this experience,,. CHANDLER: (FILTER) More people are smoking Camels than ever before! ROY: Yes, thousands of people learned that they like Camel's- rich, full flavor and cool mildness best! .. Experience -is the best teacher. Try a Camel yourself! mb
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td WISION) -9- -(R,r MUSIO = I `MYSTE~tY I.N- MORGAN= m T M TO - 5HIINMER. THM TO BG- .i ~At the precinct police station,Joe Reeze continues his story.,. A strange story to be told to such a strange audience. A Sergeant and a Captain of,,pol3oe lieten...i at the point of a gun: MUSIC ;~ OUT HOLT: Now wait a minute Reese.-.-. (NF,R<TOUSLY) and be careful with that gun. LORRE: T'm always...gareful, Sergeant. HOLT= (STIZL NERVOUS) Did...did the gang send you over to kill this Peggy Stewart? R
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( 2tu1 REVISION) -10- LORREt= You see, I wasntt'•supposed-to kill her.: The boys sent me around to case the Stewart house for the kidnapping. That was all I'was supposed 'to do...find out who was in the house and when the girl was alone. It was a big job. Since old man Stewart owns half the state and holds a mortgage....can the rest, naturally we expected it to pay off plenty. So I went to the house...you know how it is....all white...covering I bet an acre..•. What a house: I stood at the back door and I never been so full of mean hate in my life...Just looking at how clean NUND:, and big and right that house is... DOOR OPENS HORACE: LORRE:` HORACE: LORRE:- What do you want? Ittn looking for work, sir..: There's nothing here. I thought maybe raking the yard. r I.can drive. HORACE: No.,,.there isn't anything. LORRE: Is there anyone else here I could ask? ...":You see.:.. PEGGY: (CALLS) Horace..Horace..who are you talking to? HORACE: It's a young fellow,-Miss Peggy. Looking for work. P~; (FADE ON) Oh? What kind of work? IARRE:, Anything, ma'am, Anything at all. You see, I'm going to college and I just want work for the sumner..' And I have a bad back so I canft do anything heavy. - PEGGY: Oh, I see. Well, maybe we have something. I'11 ask my father. HORACE: Miss Peggy...... 51454 8792 R
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PEGGY=. LORRE= PEGGYr: LORRE: PBGGYs (2nd REVISION) Father isn't home, right now.. But if you want to tivai.t... Oh, sure. Sure -- 1111 wait. You can come inside, Mr.... Uh...Sanders. Joe Sanders. Well, come in,. Joe. Horace was about to give me M,y lunch. Maybe you'd like to eat with me. MUSIC s ASHORT BRIDGE... THEN TO BACKGRO_UNID LORRE= So for more than an hour I was on the iriside...looking out. Just for once. It did things to me. That room where we ate...all sunshiney... the blue dishes... the food cooked in little dabs, and so good.. I was 3ust boiling with hate. I couldn't look at her...at the girl. Or talk. But she didn't seem to notice what was happening to me. That's what really got me. She didn't once look scared. (PAUSE) You ever see Miss Peggy? She's little. A11 curved and little and bright and soft. Even her voice is soft. I'd never known anybody like her except people in books I'd read. I love to read, see? And I couldn't take it when she didn't otuse look scared. I wanted to force her to look like the other girls I'd known...(MUSIC OUT)...make her get that louk in her eyes.... PEGG'Y: Youtre not eating, Joe. LORREt I been thinking. PEGGY:. Oh? LORRE: Aren't you scared? R
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(2ND REVISION) •-12- PEGGY: Scared? IARRE: Being alone like this with a fellow you don't even know. PEGGY: Scared of , rou? LORRE: Lots of girls are. PEGGY: (LAUGHS) Why? Are you dangerous? LORRE: I don't know. Lots of girls think I am. There must be something in it. PEGGY: Oh...you mean you're a wolf. LORRE: Oh, no. No, I don't mean it that way. PEGGY: Well, if you are, I think you're a nice wolf. The nicest I know. LORRE: That's not what I mean. And anyway --- you just don't know me. PEGGY: It's funny. I feel like I do. I feel I've known you for a long time. SOUND: DROP FORK ON DISH PEGGY: What's the ma,tter, Joe? IARRE: Nothing. Nothing's the matter. I guess I better be going. PEGGY: But aren't you going to wait for father? He'll be here pretty soon. LORRE: No, I guess I better not wait. PEGGY: But...you said... LORRE: You see...I 3ust remembered...I....I got to be some place...at two o'clock. PEGGY: (DISAPPOINTED) Oh. Well....if you come back tomorrow... LORRE: That's it. I'll come back tomorrow. mb
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(2nd REVTZ3ION) -13- PEaGY: Maybe that will be even better. . I can talk to f ather tonight about you. Then I'm sure hetll give you a job. LORRE= Sure. You do tha,t. Thatill be swell.. PEGGY: But you will come back? Promise? LORRE: Oh sure...sure, I'll come back. MUSIC: TS QMINOUS ... THEN TO $ACKPROUNID ) LORRE: I couldnit figure it out...how a girl like her could be with me and not be seared. And after I practically warned her, too. You can see how I tried to warn tier, canft you? But she looked at me...at;my eyes,.,my eyes ...c,nd hers stayed just the srame...blue and soft l~ke she was looking at anyone. There's killing in my eyes. Lots of killing. Anyone can see that. (PAUSE) But then it hit me. I had to make her soared. I had to get her to look at me in that bee,utiftii]l glassy way from back deep in her herad...her blue eyes all glazed over...all one color. And then I had to kill her. MUSIC : (PUNCTUATES AND SW=,. , THgN TO .BACKf1R0UHI~) LORRE: Well, I got my car out and drove back to her house. It was night, alreruly, and there were lights on e,nds windows open...and this time I went right to the front door... MUSIC: (OUu SOUND: DOOR KNOCI~R PEGGY: ( CAUS, OFF ) 113.1 go, father,. SOUND: DOOR OPENS ON • PEGGY: Wby...Joe... LORRE: Hello, Miss Peggy.... PEGGY: Did you...did you come to see father tonight? I haven't talked to him yet. R
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2NDtREVION LORRE: No, I came to see you. PEGGY: Why, that's nice,,Joe .... I . . . . LORRE: I came to aet you. PEGGY: Get me? IARRE: Sure. Don't you remember? I came back like you said. I'm going to take you away. PEGGY: Like I said? IARRE: That's it. Now you're getting the look. Now you're beginning to look at me the right way. PEGGY: Don't, Joe! Joe, please, you're hurting me. LORRE: No, I'm not, Peggy...I'm not hurting you much. Just enough so you look up at me like something in a And it won1t hurt much more wheri I kill you. PEGGY: When you....? Joe: Joe, please. LORRE: That's what I said. When I kill you. PEGGY: Oh, no! (SCREAMS) Father! Help! Help; (ANOTHER SCREAM) MUSIC : (WIPES SCREAM AND DOWN T0 BACKGRO~A~i~) .. ... . mb
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(??DO REVIsI.@N) -15- LORREs She fought me when I was carrying her to the oar. I dumped her in the front seat and piled in, and after I got the car in high she didn't move any more. She sat there with her big eyes staring at the road. Well, I didnlt talk any more then. I thought fast and I drove fast. I thought how it was going to be..,killing her... and I was still thinking when we got to the hideout. Huuh? Where is it? It's up in the mountains# and I like it there. Theress nothing but a cabin,.,but someone had a house there once, and there are st3,l;l lilac bushes -- roses -- lots of roses. When I stopped the car in front of the cabin, I could smell the lilacs.. (MUSIC;~ OUT) ...c,nd there was just enough moon to see her face. I opened the door. R
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; (zw Rmsiorr) -16- LORRE: Okay..inside. Walk straight ahead and stand still. PEGG'Y:. It ... it's dark in here. LORRE: I got a candle. SOrU1dD : MA.TCH LORRE: There. Now, get over there and sit down. PEGGY: On the floor. LORRE: (VICIOtTS) Sure, on the floor. What do you want? All the comforts of home? Of your beautiful clean bright wonderful home? Well, why don't you tell me what you want? PEGGY: Joe, what's the matter. What did I do to you? LORRE: Nothing. You didn 't do nothixsg -to me. PEGGY: Then why are you...why, Joe? LORRE: Go on...say it. Why am I going to kill you? PEGGY: Yes. LORRE: That's a very foolish question. Igot to kill you. PEGGY: But why? LORRE: I got to talk to you and watch your eyes..and tell you a lot of things...a lot of things... PEGGY: Please, Joe.. LORRE: I got to know how you feel before you die..hold you like this. Do you love me, Peggy? Do you? PEGGY: Love you? LORRE: Sure. That's what I asked. PEGGY: .h,o,0f course I don't love you. LORRE: I know. Nobody loves me. Nobody ever loved me... except a cat once. Everyone hates -W Peggy. PEGGY: But I don't hate you, either.
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( 2 T r n R E vIs z aN)-i 7- LORRE:. Oh you daci jt? Say, it's funny. .I 3ust thought of something. You know what? PEGGY: Joe, how can you... ? LORRE: No, this is important...Listen..it'.s this way. I used to live here in this shaok...weeks sometimes. And I'd read books...good books. The Modern Library. Do you know about them? PEGGY: Yes..I know... LORRE: Well, you can get any book you want for less than a buck..the best..see? PEGGY: Yes ... LORRE: So I read something by a man named Oscar Wilde...where he says that'each man kills the thing he loves. It's in the Modern Library. Each man kills the thing he loves. Maybe that's what I'm doing. PEGGY: No, Joe -- Ydu don't love me! LORRE: You don't get it. I'll tell you what I mean. Like I said, nobody loves me...but I get love anyway. I get something like love. Because when I start to kill you... Peggy...there won't be anyone else in the world for you but me. No one else will matter. And your eyes-will glaze -- and the blue will spread out..apd there won't be anything in them but me. Me. Joe. ( SOF'TLY) That''s why I'm going to kill you, Peggy..it will be so easy. MUSIC : SNEAKS IN UNDER AND BACKOROU'ND LORRE: All I got to do is take your neck in my hands..like this MUSIC: SWELLS . ..:.AND dUT v

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