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Roma wines of Fresno, California and starring Henry Morgan in dream song a Suspense play produced edited and directed for Shanley by William Spear The apartment was one and a half rooms about enough space to turn around sleep and eat in But it was enough for a bachelor like me and I felt lucky I'd had to move out of my last place and sort of a hurry. You know how you get pushed around nowadays And I had no real right expecting anything even halfway decent to turn up for Misa soon I went about installing myself which merely means bringing in my old studio couch and old chair About three trillion books a couple of Matisse Prince and my typewriter And I was all set the day or two and ready to get down to real work on the book One evening I came in after a good dinner and sat down to finish off a sequence It wasn't writing easy. I felt that I was getting off in a tangent I was gone a million miles away from what I wanted to say and it annoyed me It was then that I heard it for the first time It was coming from the next apartment and coupled with my bad writing. It was very annoying. I tried to ignore it But that couldn't be done. I got up and walked around the room a few times that didn't help any So I sat down and tried to write again But I was tough and the right words came like water from a closed faucet and then the music stopped It was suddenly very peaceful. I felt my mind settled down. I started once more There it was going along pretty well now I was thinking clearly the phrases were right the mood was good the dialogue and Things started up again. I Yanked the paper out of the machine and tossed it into the wastebasket. I was through for the night Few nights later after spending the entire day reading which is so much more delightful than writing I decided it was about time to sit down and start pounding it out It was a beautiful night took a lot of willpower to tear myself away from the window. I Smoked a couple of cigarettes Decided I'd start work after them Then smoked a few more and listened to the night noises of the city After that I searched my pockets for some more cigarettes, but I didn't have any So it took a deep breath We're lucky to be turned my back on the city and sat down at my work table There was a story in the paper that I wanted to keep because it was sort of like the situation I was writing about and I was cutting it out Then almost as though it was timed that canned music started up Well, that settled my work for the night again I thought that fool in the next apartment or whoever he or she might be was probably planning to serenade himself for hours on end Yet strangely enough. I have hoped that the music would go on It was a very lovely evening and I was looking for the slightest excuse to lounge around I Just started thinking of going for a walk when the music stopped In the stillness that followed I could hear steps Then a door opening and closing and then a long long silence Then I was back at my typewriter and everything was fine The words were coming right from my brain to my fingers and as I wrote I could see the next line and the next and then While I was working I became conscious of the next door footsteps and it disturbed me Sat up stretched you on looked at my watch One o'clock in the morning. I hadn't realized it was that late Yes, who is it? It's me. Mr. Kenyon the janitor, please open the door What's wrong? But he always cover out at one of the morning Excuse it, please mr. Kenyon. Are you Charles Kenyon? Of course. What is it? He's from the police station, mr. Kenyon Here you are. I'm Sam fields from this precinct. Can I come in? I'm right in What's this all about apartment for D mr. Rodson? Why don't you share that? Kenyon you've been home all night. Yes, I have what you've been doing here all night. Mr. Kenyon is a writer. Are you gonna keep your trap shut? Go ahead Kenyon. Well, I'm a writer and I've been working all evening. It's about all you didn't hear no noise. No commotion No, what's happened the man in apartment for D's been killed murder of the floor is all covered with blood Oh, we'll never get it off without scraping that'll run up a bill too for D That's two flights. Oh, he was a pretty good guy that mr. Rodson He gave me five we're just in here checking up. I don't suppose you knew him No, I didn't well. He must have been killed a short time ago. The coroner's upstairs now The janitor here had a struggle and phoned in yeah I live in 4e now the owner chopped the basement up into three apartments Well, he makes a barrel of money that way you see mr. Rodson was just about dead when we got there I'm surprised you didn't hear us go up. I was busy writing. He must have been oh all that blood on the floor We'll never get it off by the next tenant will have to paint the floor red I tell you how was he killed he was stabbed in the back with a shop and yeah Not a knife the doc says it could be maybe a shears or scissors Well, he looked all around you couldn't find no scissors the murderer isn't giving us souvenirs this week Well, mr. Kenyon, I guess you're okay We may want you to come down to headquarters for a few questions tomorrow if so I'll let you know yes, of course You can go back to your right now Hey, what are you right detective stories? No about About people yeah, that's who commits the murders to people although I must say some of my best friends are people What'd you write tonight? I don't see nothing around I I don't like to have people see it You know until it's finished, you know, I got a tenant already for that department Maybe that's where the guy was knocked off so someone could get the apartment of what about his wife Oh for these got no wife. Now. I know he's got a young lady, but he is a bachelor All right, all right. We ain't interested in gossip. Come on. Let's go. Oh, I haven't seen you mr. Kenyon. Yes. Good night One night a week after that I was lying in bed trying to sleep. I don't know why I couldn't sleep I've been working hard all day How's that tired? My legs felt heavy, but my brain instead of feeling dull with sharp alert Quite suddenly and for no reason I felt waves of chills run along my spine Sat up in bed reached for a cigarette looked at my watch 220 and I'd wanted to get up at seven I Snuffed out the butt and lean back Somehow I seemed a bit more relaxed now close my eyes and felt comfortable tired out And then there it was again That music And I was wide awake again intense and jumpy as a cat. I don't know why it made me feel that way, but it did It went on and on Sometimes it would seem to be fading away And it would be loud again and then fade away a Crouch beneath the covers and throw the pillow over my head. That was better. I can still hear it, but it wasn't so bad and It seemed to get farther and farther and farther away And I was so tired Exhausted by now I heard that sort of thump from somewhere upstairs But it didn't matter now all I cared about was sleep sleep Just sleep Course I'm all right. Just a minute. I'm still in bed Can a man sleep around here? No, you're asleep. You always sleep the slate can oh Inspector I didn't recognize you. I guess I'm still a little bleary eyes Come on in I Asked if you always sleep the slate 12 Guess it is late No, I don't usually but I couldn't get to sleep last night last night. Shut up Kenyon, do you know the guy who lives upstairs? That wasn't Mr. Blackwell the lawyer. I'm sorry I don't I don't know anyone around here. I do my work. That's all I know Look you asked me these questions the last time you were here. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know and I'm asking him again Mr. Blackwell, he's been killed killed Upstairs yep killed the same way floor just filled with blood just like 40 Well last night. I did hear something Hmm, I didn't think it was anything then was just a sound like a table or something falling over from upstairs There was no table falling What time do you think you heard it a little while after I went to bed a little after two Mr. Blackwell divorced his wife five months ago Shiva such a nice woman says death took place around that time You didn't hear anything else. Did you What I said, did you hear anything else? Anything else Anything else that music, but I couldn't tell him about that I couldn't tell it to a detective or that Terrible feeling I had when I heard it would sound silly crazy. Yes. Yes. Did you hear anything else? No, no, I didn't hear anything else I went to sleep right after that and I didn't wake up until you rang the bell just now Mr. Blackwell gave me a tent for Christmas, but he never smiled. He was a very sad man We've been checking up to see if everyone else is all right as anyone else. No, no, no, no, just a sky above you I guess we got some sort of maniac operating in this area. He tries to get me He's gonna get a big surprise. I got a license to carry a gun. I got a good gun too My son brought it to me from Germany When I don't go shooting the tenants just because they don't pay the rent Everybody pays the rent here. Oh, did you ever see a guy with no sense of humor? Well, this whole thing doesn't seem particularly funny. Oh, well, don't you worry about it, Mr. Kenyon You've got the whole police force protecting you so don't worry about it at all. Well, I'll probably be seen So long so long a good goodbye, Mr. Kenyon. Oh, Mr. Torsten. Will you stay a moment? I'd like you to do something for me Sure, sure Mr. Torsten, you seem to know a good deal about everyone in the building. I don't snoop around I'm the janitor. I I just see them and other people don't see no I didn't mean it that way. I just want to ask you a question or two This Mr. Blackwell who was killed He was living alone, wasn't he? Yeah, like I told you he was married, but his wife moved out You know, it's harder to take blood off the floor than it is from the walls You can paint the walls, but the floor has to be scraped and sanded. Oh, what about my my neighbor to the left next door? Oh to he well, I don't know too much about him. I just seen him once he never bothers me his name is Williams Has he got a phonograph? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah got lots of records for the phonograph too I seen them when they put the telephone in that was the only time I was ever in his place. I see Well, thanks a lot, mr. Torsten. Oh, that's it Say thank you, mr. Kenyan, and if there's ever any time you ever want anything don't be afraid to ask. No, I Won't be afraid. 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So all we serve Roma wines. That's our O. M. A. Roma wines America's favorite wines and now Roma wines bring back to our Hollywood soundstage Henry Morgan Starring as Charles Kenyon with Wally Mayer as the inspector and Joseph Kearns as Torsten in dream song a play Well-calculated to keep you in suspense For the first time in my life, I Felt genuinely afraid Because it was something you couldn't know couldn't fight An innocent knock on the door you open it the next thing that happens is you're found in a pool of blood With that intolerable canned music coming from next door. I Wondered what that Williams looked like Living next door. Why should he play that one record over and over again when he had so many Torsten said that and I Wondered what he sounded like the house phone Give me mr. Williams apartment to he The music started that many was in and I could find out what he sounds like Why doesn't he answer he's there maybe he knows I'm calling maybe you can hear me call Oh, why doesn't he Know never mind operator never mind I was certain that Williams had heard me call him on the phone had been as a matter of fact waiting for me to call From that day on I left peace of mind behind. I thought I'm moving, but there was no place to go I Smoked more and more I sat for hours in a dark movie in the park and the public library reading room and still that record revolved in my ears Only I could get to know who this Williams was if I could get to see him If I could get to observe him somehow without his observing me I was in the park when I thought of it. I Could see our windows from the park I hurried home. I searched in a drawer for my one war souvenir my German liberated binoculars Powerful 8x50 Zeiss field glasses. There they were still dusty. I Wiped them with my shirt went back downstairs to survey the terrain. I Heard over to the park my heart beating like a trip hammer leaned against the body of an old auto Trying to look at ease. I Looked up at Williams window the Venetian blinds are raised. I looked around No one in sight Quickly I unslung my binoculars held them up to my eyes. What was I focused on? That wasn't Williams window. That was mine There was a window to the left should be just about there There it was The window just as though I were a few yards from it Having fun buddy. No No officer. I see anything good. Look officer. Yeah. Yeah, I know you're trying to spot planes Yeah, kind of spot planes. Why don't you try spot them from the roof? Well, I Never spotted anything from the roof Look wise guy. I'll give you a tip. I'm easy going But when headquarters gets on my tail, I got to play rough Now somebody puts in a complaint and I catch you causing trouble. I'll run you in you understand So far there's been no complaint Let's just leave it that way, huh? So just beat it now before I changed my mind For two days after that the thought of that cop catching me with the binoculars made me tremble Found my hands shaking when I lit a cigarette couldn't eat I knew that I must find some way to reassure myself about Williams or I'd lose my mind One morning after I'd spent her sleepless night listening and watching the music went on My plan was to wait till the music stopped Possibly then Williams would go out And as soon as he left I'd slip out and follow him Awaited while that music ground out that metallic sediment squeezed out through a loud speaker nine o'clock 930 10 o'clock 1030 My head started to go around and round like the record under the needle 11 o'clock the music still kept on and on Suddenly I sat up quickly looked at my watch three o'clock I'd been sleeping But the record it was still Torsten mr. Kenyan Mr. Kenyan Torsten Torsten he always talks about blood Did you say something don't you come in here? Don't come in here Kenyan, what's the matter you keep away Boston you keep away from it way all right all right only I Was just going to tell you don't use the incinerator for a while. We're cleaning it out for the next couple of hours and Incinerator yeah, oh Well, why tell me I'll tell everybody we don't keep it no secret Mr. Williams to repase his friend only he's not home. I just knocked didn't I yeah, but you came in here with a key Why because I hear you yell like a bull. I thought maybe something was wrong Maybe Maybe something is wrong with mr. Williams. Why don't you open his door look mr. Kenyan? I don't go around opening people's doors for the fun of it. I got a job to keep I got a reputation to think If you think a super's job is easier you got it all wrong. I didn't mean it that way. Okay, only please don't use the incinerator Why did Williams records stop just before Torsten not? Why didn't he answer Torsten's call? He wanted privacy Privacy to play his record Every day for the next week that music played at the strangest hours. It became a personal message to me I was next Get ready Kenyan You're next to have the floor of your apartment scraped the walls done over Many times I thought of calling the police But what could with that do? No one would believe me just because of a record No one would believe me without some proof. That was it prove something that would stand up and court before a judge before jury Yeah, but before I could get that he might creep into this room Slowly quietly while I was asleep while I was in that bed help us as a child Hour after hour I walked the streets trying to think to reason my way out yesterday I Sat huddled in the chair all day The music didn't play at all About seven o'clock. I went out for something to eat In the evening paper there was an item that could be the faces for a good short story When I got back I started to clip it out Then I got my nerves again. I Locked the door. I went to both the windows I locked one window Then I went to the other one Wait a minute This window was the window with a fire escape Whose window is that on the other side of the fire escape? It was his window Williams window a Stare at it as though I were hypnotized The light was on At then he was home. Maybe I could Maybe I could crawl out on the platform peeking through the window. Maybe I could get a look at him As I was thinking these thoughts the music sounded and I started to sweat Cold icy sweat I Started to close the window, but I caught myself and I pushed it back open With the palms in my hands wet I climbed up on the window ledge and I crawled out on the fire escape And I made my way along the iron bars as silently as I could and the window was just in front of me And I felt my throat go dry And lean my head over to try and look in I Smell it hard and try to keep my body concealed The Venetian blinds were drawn all the way, but they were slanted in such a way that permitted me to see inside. I Crane my head forward and looked It was dark inside, but I could make out the living room and the phonograph large cabinet machine there was a couch and near There was a man And it seemed as though he was dancing Swing to the music they kept getting louder, and he kept coming towards me nearer and here must have seen me I Couldn't move and he kept coming nearer moving in the shadows nearer I came out of it. I was in my own apartment lying on my own couch and Inspector Fields was there and a lot of other people. He'll be okay now. Did you get him? Did you get him? Yeah, they got him. They think they think don't they know it was Williams I saw him in his room. He was coming at me. He was gonna kill me. I was gonna be next He was coming at me there in the dark. Take it easy. Take it easy. That wasn't Williams. That was me. Oh Listen inspector There's something I haven't told you something. I heard the other two times. Yeah, I thought it would sound crazy But I heard music a song an old song an old record. Yeah, what was it? It was I'll see in my dreams Heard it again tonight in Williams room. He was playing I guess you heard it tonight. All right, and I heard it the other two times too the same way same song Maybe you heard it. Maybe you just thought you heard it. How much do you remember? Do you remember coming at me with those scissors? Scissors Kenyon we found your other apartment The one you moved out of a month ago My other apartment mm-hmm, and we found your wife. I Don't have a wife. No, but you did and that song you were talking about it was on the phone a graph and your wife She was dead They made me talk to a doctor today hallucinations he said Hearing that song that way I sort of remember Alice. She was playing a record and I was clipping something out of I I don't know what to believe Because I thought the song was real and the woman the dead woman. 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Roma wines are enjoyed by more Americans than any other wines Tonight suspense play was by George Belac and Ben Kerner Henry Morgan will soon be seen in his first starring picture the screenplay enterprise production So this is New York and maybe heard every Wednesday night on another network forever sharp chic Be sure to listen next Thursday same time to suspense Produced and directed by William Spear for the Roma wine company of Fresno, California This is CBS the Columbia broadcasting system