 You, finding life pretty dull, dreaming again of exotic places, wishing you were somewhere else. We offer you escape. Escape, designed to free you from the four walls of today for a half hour of high adventure. Escape with us now, to a puppet kingdom in the heart of the Belgian Congo, and a man who challenged that kingdom because of dream, as Gil Doud and Anthony Ellis tell it in their most unusual story, The Power of Hammer. Play it again. God, Sam, I have played it for you ten times already. It's a joke box, isn't it? I'm playing. Play it again. I like it. So, I play it again. There's something else. Mister, I like that song. It felt good when I hit it. I hurt my hand a little. That's all right. Vosy whiskey. Vosy bar. Vosy Congo. Must be drunk. Must be, I am. Garaganya drunk. I like that song. Wish I was back in the States. Wish I could see Alice. Gotta get out of here. Hey! Yes, Sam? Yes, for your broken table. Yes, for your whiskey. Had enough? It's all right. It's not your fault. I have another of your friends for you. Next time you come to Monero. Where do we go from here, boys? Where do we go from here? Sam, where do you go, you strong man? You stay with me, aren't we? We have good time. Hey, dog. You got a friend for me? Mr. Kerrigan? Ah, sure. You will come with us, please? What for? The inspector will tell you. Come with us, please. Inspector Farnak? Come in, Mr. Kerrigan. What's the charge? No charge, Mr. Kerrigan. Government business. I have received a cable ordering me to extradite a man named Benjamin Hammer. Have you ever heard of him? No. I have received that he is somewhere in this territory, possibly west of Muyumba, across the Wallabar River. Uh-huh. 15 years ago, he embezzled money in Brussels and, incidentally, killed a man. Took a long time to get him. But we think we have now. Have you heard of a white man who calls himself a king and has made himself responsible for several thousand Bajuto tribesmen? I've heard rumors. That man may be Benjamin Hammer. He wants you to take me into his kingdom. Across the Wallabar? Not me. Kerrigan, you are the only guide in the Belgian Congo who is familiar with that country. Surely you have taken hunting parties in there before? That's right, and I'm not going back. You will be well paid. Not well enough. Sorry. Just a moment. As a guide and a hunter, Mr. Kerrigan, you realize that you are licensed by the government. I am the government. So I move to another territory. It's lousy congos all the same. You are an alien, my friend. And without my help, it may be difficult to obtain a license anywhere. Look, Inspector, this is for your own good. It's bad in there. Real bad. You mean the natives? Yeah. You wouldn't get 10 miles beyond the river. I am aware of the hostility of the natives, Mr. Kerrigan. This is my territory. We won't be going in alone. Oh. There'll be 40 of us. You're banned, too, boys. And two machine guns. This is funny. You're blackmailing me. Not at all. You will be paid. That's what I mean. Okay, it's your funeral. There's your stinking, polluted Loa Lava River, there's your jungle. I recognize it, Mr. Kerrigan. I have been here before. But you haven't gone across the river. We shall unload the trucks now and leave tomorrow at dawn. The Bantu's have instructions not to fraternize with the villagers, and I wish you, too, to remain silent about our mission. Sure. But you'll listen tonight. You'll hear the drums talking. There's no such word as secret here. One more thing, Kerrigan. As long as you are in the employ of the Belgian government, you will try to remain so far. Sergeant Lava, yes, sir? Unload the trucks and post a guard about them. Sure. Be careful of everything. Unload the trucks, post a guard. If you really want to be careful, go back to Manano, boy. Back to Manano. But you won't go back, you fat little fernac. And you may lose more than your weight. All the villages at night. Hot. Stink. And have a sleep. I wonder if Fernac's listening. I wonder if he's awake. You hear the drums, Fernac? Did you ever hear a drum talking? Well, I did. Many soldiers with guns crossing the river before the sun and come to the kingdom of Hammer. Can you hear that, Fernac? I'd better have a drink. I will take the point. Instruct the men to maintain two-faced intervals. As per this order, take Hammer. Where you asleep? No, just last smoke. Mr. Kerrigan, one of my bento sergeants says that he understands the language of the drums. Wouldn't be surprised. He says that they are telling the king that we are coming. I figures. The king's name is Hammer. And I guess you were right. I think that you have known that all the time. You were too anxious to stop us from coming here. You've got a suspicious mind, Fernac. I told you why I didn't want to guide you. It's dangerous. You don't know what you're getting into. Better go back to your desk and your rubber stamp. I have brought my stamp with me. The seal of the Belgian government. I am that government. On the other side of the river, maybe, but not here. There's a king by the name of Hammer. I have got 40 trained soldiers. What if his men are more loyal than your tame bantos? At the pace we set today, how long do you think it will take us? Oh, with luck. Four more days, maybe five. Remember, I've never been here before. So you say. Good night, Mr. Kerrigan. Hey, Fernac. I wouldn't move around too much in the dark. Don't be afraid, Mr. Kerrigan. We are well-gathered. I've posted six men with our machine guns. Okay, I won't be afraid. Go see what happened. If you're not mine. What is it, sir? They said we are dead, all of them. Machine guns caught. What? Show me. Lucky it wasn't you, fat little Fernac. I told you it was dangerous. You wouldn't listen, would you? Hope you haven't had breakfast yet. You won't like what you see. Better go back. Back to Manano for you, boy. Kerrigan! What's the matter? They sent these. Dead, huh? You look a little green. You are possibly more used to it than I am, Mr. Kerrigan. They were beheaded. The machine guns were stolen. Gonna turn back? No. I want you to take a searching party. I give you 10 men. Search for what? You're a hunter. You can follow tracks. Sure I can, and you know what I'll find? Not your machine guns. Six heads stuck up on poles. That's what they did it for to warn us off. They could have wiped out the whole camp if they wanted. You better go home, Fernac. We go on. Sergeant Laban. Yes, sir? Form the column as quickly as possible. We're moving on. You should have gone back that first morning. You've got guts, though. You'll need them. We'll get there all right. They haven't hit a white man. Hammer's saving something special for us. Something special for me. You all right, Fernac? Yes. How many this time? I don't know. Sergeant? Yes, sir? Casualties? Yes, sir, sir. That leaves three bantos. You, Laban, me. What's the matter? You ready to turn around now? I want to get Hammer. If I do go back, it will only be to get 200 men. Forget it. This was the last attack. How do you know? Are you kidding? Why should he be afraid of you now? He's left us three bantos for porters. How do you expect to drag him back to Manano with an army like that? You'll let us in all right. Let's get moving. Nothing changed since the last time. Clearing, stockade, house. There's a room. The night I can't forget. Sam, Sam, don't go away unless you take me with you. I can't stand him. Sam, take me back. I want to be with you. You should have thought of that before. You wanted Ben. You got him. When would you like now? I'm afraid of him. Sam Kerrigan's scared. You're scared. You're scared. You were right, Alice. I wasn't afraid. I still am. Now I'm back. My name is Benjamin Hammer. Your inspector? I is. The message of the drums was unable to cope with the name. Mr. Kerrigan. Hello, ma'am. I'm surprised to see you. I thought I made it clear at our last meeting that I should kill you if you return. You had your chance, why didn't you? I don't understand. Skip it. Benjamin Hammer, I have here a warrant for your arrest on a charge of embezzlement and murder, to which will be added responsibility for the death of 37 government soldiers. Responsibility? Your responsibility, inspector, not mine. You should have known better than to enter Bahutu country. Kerrigan knows how savage the natives are. Didn't he tell you? I suppose not. Mr. Kerrigan is a deceitful man. You mustn't trust him. I don't. Well, before you drag me off to my doom, I should imagine that a bath and a cooling drink would be in order. Come along. You too, Sergeant. I want you to meet my wife. My men will take care of your Bantu's. Little fat man. You're not afraid of him. Are you crazy? How are you going to do it? How do you arrest a king? Hot bath, cool drink, supper, and then any hour, any day he wanted. Goodbye, Sergeant LeBotte. Goodbye, Inspector Governmental Furnac. Goodbye, Kerrigan. Waiting like a wife at the door. Alice, I've made you smile. Warm, red. I know those irons. I know you, Alice. Soft, dark, gardenious. Frightened? Who are you looking at? You're looking at me. My dear, I should like you to meet Inspector Furnac. He's come to arrest me. How do you do? And Sergeant LeBotte. Sergeant? Mr. Kerrigan, you know, don't you? Yes, sir. I run along and prepare food for our guests. Yes, sir. Inspector, I have prepared a room for you and the Sergeant at the end of the corridor. Kerrigan, I don't imagine your mind going back into your old room filled with memories, huh? Show them the way, will you? I don't mind. When you've had your baths and filled up to it, we'll take supper on the veranda. Why did you say you'd never been here before? What does it matter? You knew he was wanted, didn't you? No. To me, he was a guy who paid well for trade goods and told me to keep my mouth shut about his setup. I did because it was good business. How long have you known him? Five years. Six. Haven't been here for over a year, though. Why did he speak of killing you if you returned? That's none of your business. I'll make it my business when we return to Manolo. Yeah, you do that, Fernag, when we get back. He's got a bed, Kerrigan. What for? She calls him sir. Sir. He treated her like one of the Bahoutu's servants. Doesn't eat at the table. Slave? When did that happen? A year ago after he found out about us. Sure. I wonder if she's with him now. Have a drink. What's the use? Where are you? Where are you? She hadn't done that. Alice, little fat Fernag. Fernag. Don't touch me. Alice, Alice. No, you mustn't. I can't stand being touched. You don't know what it's been like with him since you left. Oh, why didn't you take me with you then? You know why he would have had his natives on us before we'd gone a mile. But why did he let me go? Don't you know? So that he could do what he's done to me. So that I could think about you outside alive and want you. So that he could do these things that I can't tell. Look at me. It would have been better for both of us if we'd tried to run away and he'd killed us. It doesn't matter now. Yes, it does. We'll try it. Come with me. No, I couldn't go with you now. There might be a chance. Does he know you're here? I suppose so. He knows everything about me. He left you your guns, didn't he? Yeah, he would. You know that. I want you to give me yours. I can't do that. I've got to kill him. It's not for the chance. It's made me want to live. To kill him. He's been so sure, so safe, because he's so strong. But with a gun I can kill him. I'll show him he's not a god. I'll show the natives he's not a god. Give me the gun. No. You love me once. If you still do, do as I ask. I still do. That's why I want to take you away. You're afraid. You're still afraid. Give me the gun. I've got to. Alice. No. Alice. No. Don't touch me. Stand you. Filthy. Dirty. Hold her. No, don't touch her. Another night, though, yes. Cardenas. Waiting a year. Waiting. Not for Sam. Not for Sam. Waiting for a gun. Don't go. Don't go. Don't go. Alice, I've got to think. There may be a way. I'll talk to Fernak. We'll figure out something. Maybe tomorrow. He'll kill you all tomorrow. How does she know we die tomorrow? Leave me alone. I want to talk to you. Get out of here, Fernak. Leave me alone. What did she tell you? Nothing. You're lying. Get out! What did she tell you? Why did he leave us with our guns? Why have we still got our guns? Because that's the way he is. It's always shooting. How do you want to die after? It won't be easy like being shot. I've seen what the bahoodos can do to you. He knows I've seen it. I do not want to die, Mr. Carrion, but the Belgian government has seen fit to name me as its representative. I'll go to arrest Hammer and take him back for trial. I shall have to shoot him here. You wouldn't have a chance. You've seen his guards of honour. He's their god, the immortal king, Ben Hammer. That's how he rules them. They think he can't be hurt and he can't. Mr. Carrion, knowing this about him, why did you come back? Don't you remember you blackmailed me into it? I don't believe that. It was the wife, wasn't it? The wife. I guess I ought to come back someday anyhow. It's strange, Mr. Carrion. We seem to have parallel missions. Mind to take him out, yours to take her. Yeah. Too bad, isn't it? More coffee, Inspector? No, thank you. Sergeant? No. I don't want any more. Well, then breakfast is finished. Mr. Hammer, I think the time has now come to start back for Manolo. You know I rather admire you. You must realise your position here and yet with stubborn zeal you persist with this farce and, ah, please, don't touch your gun. It's all right, Igale. I don't want to see you killed that way. I have other plans. Then I have nothing to lose. As you wish, Inspector. Draw your gun. That's better. It is difficult to set in motion your own execution, isn't it? Mr. Carrion knows that. Come, we'll go out on the brandy. I want to show you something. These natives, you see, are the chieftains of my kingdom. I call them together to witness my decree. Hear me, wise behoutos. These two white men in uniform have been sent to dethrone me by a government that thinks itself stronger than I, your king. Igale, seize them. Get your hands off me. My reply to this insolence is to return them to the country in humiliation, found and across the back of a nox. What about me, Ben? I have something to say about this. You, Carrigan? Oh, yes, you have a gun. No, no, let him, Igale, let him. I know, Mr. Carrigan. Do you, Ben? Are you sure? Tell your men to release the inspector and the sergeant. And if I don't? I'll give you 30 seconds, and if you don't, I'll shoot you. You'd like to kill me because of her, wouldn't you? But it wouldn't do you any good now. She wanted to do that. Go ahead, shoot. Shall I tell you what their duty then? They'll stake you naked to the ground and smear honey over you, then the ants will come. First one, then two, then more. You're handshaking, Carrigan. And when the ants are nearly finished, you'll be screaming then. They'll take sharp little sticks and they'll... You, Igale, let them go. Don't look at me, look at them. They aren't doing anything. Just watching. King? King? You stand up. I'm not stand up. I'm not dead. You say he cannot die. No man kill him. He tell us when he come here. He show us, they drink poison from our arrows. He was no god, Igale. He was no king. He's dead. Go look at him. He no god. King... He's dead. Come sit with me, we have good time. Hello, Sam. Pour yourself. You've come back. Yeah. I didn't forget your song. You've come back so soon. Now, I'll play you another, you lie. Okay. You're still afraid. Give me the gun. I've got to. I've got to. Alice, did you try anyway without a gun? You knew you were stronger than you. You were lying there broken. I touched you. Don't touch me. I can't stand you. Why did Hammer kill you because you came to see me? But it wasn't me, was it? It was a gun you wanted. A year ago, you should have killed him then. Why didn't you take me with you then? You like the song, Sam? Sure, fine. Can I bring you something? Yeah. A bottle. I'm going to get drunk with you, don't mind. Escape is produced and directed by Norman MacDonald. Today, we have brought you The Power of Hammer by Gil Doud and Anthony Ellis with Harry Bartel starred as Sam. Featured in the cast were Edgar Berrier, Vivi Janus and Stan Waxman with Anne Morrison, Jack Kruschen, Lou Krugman and Don Diamond. The special music for Escape was arranged and played by Ivan Dittmarz. Next week, Escape with us to the year 100,000 and 80 and a world where beauty and terror live side by side as H.G. Wells described it in his immortal story, The Time Machine. 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