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Ordinarily, I can handle this situation quite well. In this case, however, I am powerless to do anything. As a matter of fact, I cannot even leave my own house. And this matter involves a certain amount of action. Please forgive me if I seem vague. And please call on me as soon as possible. It may already be too late. Signed, Mrs. Alice Jensen. Mr. Valentine, I suppose you've heard of Clyde Jensen. The explorer? Explorer, anthropologist, adventurer, my husband. We always worked together until now. He's away? Yes, Mrs. Brooks, he's away, and I'm so worried. I have a feeling that something has happened. I want you to find him. Oh, well, just where is your husband, Mrs. Jensen? That's what you're to find out. I only know where he started for him. Where's that? I'll show you. Here, do you know what that is? Well, sure, it's a sort of crudely drawn map. It's a copy. Clyde has the original, which is about as crude. But what's it a map of, Mrs. Jensen? Looks like an island. You're quite right, my dear, it is. Cortez Island, to be exact. Oh, yeah, just off the coast here. It's supposed to be a fisherman's paradise or something. My husband didn't go there to fish, however. You see, he came into possession of some very old papers, and among them was the original of this map. But why would that interest him? If you'll notice carefully here, it indicates a place where a pirate loot is supposed to have been cashed away. Oh, yeah. Yeah, I see. Looks like a cave. That's right. Clyde was determined to go over and try to find it. He left over a week ago. And you haven't heard from him since? Not a word. There's no regular boat service to the island and no communication from there. But the water tax is called in every day or so to carry fishermen and pick up the mail. So I should have had some word. And you think perhaps he's ill or had an accident? Well, at this point I don't think anything, Mr. Valentine. I only know that my husband said he would write me in two or three days if he wasn't back by then. Uh-huh. Any place to stay over on Cortez Island, Mrs. Jensen? There's a very small hotel, I understand. He was planning to stop there. Oh, um, you'd better take the map. Mrs. Jensen, what makes you think something might have happened to him? Maybe he's been busy. I only know, Miss Brooks, when people are looking for buried treasure, anything can happen. Yeah? There she is, Cortez Island. There's the dock. Yeah, so I see. It stands up until we get ashore. Yeah, well, not as rigged as she looks. That's a reassuring thought. Hey, mister. Well? None of my business, but, uh, themes don't come over here very much. Kind of a rough life, you know. Oh, that's all right. My brother and I have rusted a lot together. Why, Brooks? I would have said my husband, but that might lead to complication. I'll say. Well, there have been funny things going on around here lately. Yeah? What kind of funny things? I don't know. Nothing you can put your finger on. I brought a few people over who didn't look like they was going to fish. Just like you don't. Oh, yes? The best fisherman don't wear hats with flies stuck in the brim, you know. Yeah, that's right. And people who come here don't fish with flies anyway, lady. Oh, well, none of my business. Hey, friend, did you by any chance bring over a man named Jensen a little over a week ago? Look, fella, did I ask you your name? Well, no. So that's the way it is. I don't ask nobody what your name is. Maybe I brought Ike Walton. I don't know. I see what you mean. Okay. There you are. Hop out. Oh, um, um, when will you be back? Why do I know, lady? I just work for somebody. We've got some passengers, some mail, maybe tomorrow, maybe next day, next week. Good thing we like to fish, Angel. By the way, where's the hotel? You're looking right at it, Missy. That dump over there. Oh, yeah. Well, it was a nice trip anyway. And give us a holler when you come back. Doesn't look much like the Biltmore. But charming. Yeah, and deserted. Hey, anybody here? I guess they've all gone fishing. Hello, you're the manager here? Yeah, you might call it that. I'm the owner. Why? Well, we came over for some fishing. You got a couple of rooms for us? Huh? You and the lady, huh? Yeah, that's right. We'll need two rooms. You ain't married? Not yet. Hmm. Yeah, I guess I can dig up a couple of rooms for you. But, uh, I don't see your boat out there. How you figure to fish? Why? Isn't the shore fishing any good here? Matter of fact, I understood that... Oh, sure. Get a few sea bass, halibut, sharks. Uh, motorboats broke down so you can't use it. A little rowboat tied up but appeared. You could use that. Oh, that's all right. We'll have fun just fishing off the rocks. Hey, by the way... Yeah? You have somebody here by the name of Clyde Jensen? Jensen? Jensen? Nope. Never heard of a man by that name. We understood he came over here to fish. I said I never heard of him. I know all the people that come over here. Oh, sure, naturally. Well, we don't know the gentleman anyway. I just heard through some people that he'd come here. Yeah, yeah, I see. Well, how have the old lady get your rooms ready? Sit down and be right back. George. Yeah, Brexit? This is very strange. I can't understand why you... Pardon me. Yeah. Oh, hello. I didn't see you. I know. I just came in. Happened to over here what you were saying to Cork. Cork? Yeah, Cork, Roman. The owner of this place. Old Pig Leg. Oh, yeah. How'd you talking about Clyde Jensen? Well, yeah, that's right. You don't know the man by sight, huh? Uh, no. No, as a matter of fact. I figured that way. What do you mean by that? Because you see I'm Clyde Jensen. You are. That's right. Mr. Roman said he didn't know anybody. Of course not. If I told him my right name, they'd all figure why I'm here. Get in my hair. They know me as Harry Frazier. Oh, sure. I get it. Yes, you must have come over because somebody wanted to know about me, huh? Well, yes, Mr. Jensen, your wife. She was worried. Sure, I can understand. I haven't written her because they'd all suspect who I am. Oh, well, I'm sure she'll be relieved to know. Of course she will. And I'm glad you came. Now, when you get back, just tell her everything's all right with me, will you? Why, sure. Tell her I've got a few more days' work to do and then I'll be home. I haven't quite finished. You new people, just come over. Remember? Yeah, yeah, that's right. Your room's ready. Hello, Mr. Frazier. Oh, thanks. We'd better register. My name is Valentine and this is Ms. Brooks. I ain't got no register. Names don't mean much around here. I'm Mary Roman, Cork's wife. Oh, how do you do? Not so good. I'm tired. I'm always tired. Oh, it's the first and second rooms back down the hall when you're ready to go. Okay, thanks. Well, Brooksy, it looks like our mission over here is accomplished. Now all we have to do is get back to the mainland. That's right. And please tell my wife not to worry or to be a boat back tomorrow. Now, if you'll pardon me, I've got some writing to do in my room. Yeah, okay. And we'd better make use of our fishing equipment, Angel. Have a look around the island. By the way, how many luck yet, Mr. Chet? Uh, Frazier? With them a few days, I'll really get something big. Okay, here we are, Brooksy. We'll still have the fishing tackle over behind these rocks. The sailing aren't we going to fish? No, not just yet. We're going to do a little exploring first. What do you mean? Look at this. Right over here. Oh, George, it's the cave. Yeah, map was pretty accurate. Come on, let's go in. All right. This is sort of exciting, isn't it? It'd be more exciting if there really were some very treasure in here. Aren't you romanticizing a little, darling? Sure. Maybe Jensen is, too. I think it seems like a practical enough guide on it. It's good I brought the flashlight along. It's dark in here. It's creepy, too. I think I'd rather have Mr. Jensen do the exploring. He might catch some fish, you know. That's possible. We'll try later. Hey, the walls are dry in here. Oh, she never gets up this far. What about it? What? What's the matter? Yeah, somebody dropped it. Yeah, it is a wallet. It's over here, almost hidden by a big rock. Probably be glad to get it back. Must be Mr. Jensen, don't you think? Yeah, pretty likely. Here, hold the flashlight with you. I'll have a look. Maybe some identification. We shouldn't be so careless. That's Jensen's all right. Here's a driver's license, home address. Clive Jensen, age, height, weight. Hey, wait a minute. What's the matter, George? Something's phony here. The driver who said he was Jensen calls himself Harry Fraser. Yes, of course. I'd say he weighs around 200 pounds. Six foot tall, at least. So what? So that character doesn't have to be Jensen at all. Now, let's do this. Five feet six, weight 136, light brown hair. He had dark hair, almost black. You're so right. Maybe Mrs. Jensen had reason to be worried about her husband. George, what can we do? Oh, it would be so stupid. Quiet, let's see if we can find somebody. Yeah, shut up. I had trouble starting the off-board on him. Quick, Angel. We've got to get back farther in the cave. Keep it quiet. Yes, George. What you do with Jensen? Nothing yet. He won't try to get off the ship. It's a long swim to the shore. Besides, I've got him tied. There's a van in the wall up behind that angel. Yeah. You mean you're not going to dump him overboard? What's the use? As soon as we get the stuff ashore and in the cave here, we'll figure that. Sure. It's got to be tomorrow night at the latest. Some guy and a girl come over here looking for Jensen. Yeah, what did you do? I was as Jensen myself. They didn't know him. 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It seems like a pleasant enough assignment being sent to a little island three miles out in the Pacific to find a man who's searching for buried treasure. But just when you think you've located the object of your search, you discover that he's not only a phony, but also the captor of your client's husband. Your name is George Valentine and you happen to be in a spooky cave on the island holding Bruxy's hand. You wait motionless for long minutes until... Okay, that's it, Harry. It works all right now. Let's get out of here. Now listen to me. You're getting that motor dingy and head back out to the boat, you understand? Sure, Harry, sure you. Get out there and sit tight. That's all you have to do, except... Yeah? Tune in your radio every hour on the hour. Things are getting too hot. I might need you. Yeah, sure, Harry. And if I send for you, don't take all night. Okay. Hey, you'd think those two drinks know anything, Harry. But they might catch on. First, that was too close. Yeah, I know. We'd better not get in that spot again. All right, they've gone now. Come on. Darling, do you think it's safe to go out so soon? We're not going to yet. Well, then what? I want to have a look at this outfit. We'll see it when we come in. With the radio thing? Yeah, sure. Need a little transmitter and receiver. But that can't do us any good, can it? Might. One thing's certain. We need help. Maybe this will get it for us. You mean you know something about those gadgets? Sure. I had to learn about them in the army. You see, there's no communication between here and the mainland. Oh. You think you might call somebody on this? Why not? After all, a transmitter is... Uh-uh. What's the matter? Won't help. Sealed wavelength. Whatever that means. Well, it means, Angel, that this radio outfit can send and receive on only one frequency, which would be the one used by that boat they were talking about. Where they have Mr. Jensen? Right. And that's a war shot. For now, at least. So, let's get out of here. George. Yeah. Suppose they haven't gone away yet. My guess is they have. Yeah, sure. Look out there. What, that boat? It's dingy with an outboard motor, heading straight out. That'd be Tinelli following orders. At least he's out of the way. Yeah, and look beyond. The direction he's heading. What do you see? Where? There. Oh. There's a bigger boat out there. Sure. Loaded with something they want to get into this country illegally. Also, Clyde Jensen, whom they don't want to get in. But where's the other one? That Harry? Right up there, on the path to the hotel. Yeah. You can recognize it from the back. Well, that tells us what to do. It does? What? We're going fishing. Fishing? That's right. Now's the time we need an alibi. Let's get that tank a lot from behind the rocks and go to work. We've been doing some fishing, eh? Oh, hello, Mr. Fraser. Yeah, we had a try at it. Not much luck today, though. Plain you had some. Nice one. What is it? It's of an ocean perch. Oh, I see. Good eating. Pretty fair. Bet you'd like to send a few of these back to Mrs. Jensen when we go. No, she doesn't care much for fish. Oh, Mr. Roman. Yeah, what is it, lady? Did we get back in time to have this fish cooked for our dinner? Oh, yeah, sure, I guess so. My wife can snap out of it long enough. Hey, Mary! I don't like to put it any trouble, but we should... Ah, that size fish ain't no trouble. Yeah, Clark, you're calling me? Sure, come here. All right. Mary's a slow-moving character. Good cook, though. Well, that's good. Well, see you at dinner, Mr. Fraser. Yeah, yeah, sure. See you later. Well, what do you want? Yeah, take this fish that people caught. They want it for their dinner. Not the best you could do. Yes, sir, I'm afraid it is. Well, all right. Come on, Cork. Need some help in the kitchen. Yeah, all right. Hey, see, as far as these people are concerned, we've just been fishing. Is that a help? And if so, how? Gives me some time without being suspected. Time to do what? Brooksy, some time after dinner. Say, right on the hour of eight, I'm going back to that cave and make a very important radio call. But I thought you said it could only send to that one boat? That's exactly the call I'm going to make. Oh, well, I don't quite follow you. I'm going to. I don't think you'd better. Well, I do. You let me know when you're ready to go. You've got the set turned on? Yeah, everything seems to be OK. Now, what time have you got? Oh, well, wait till I get my watch in the light of the flash. It's just, uh, almost exactly eight o'clock. Good, good. I'll turn on the mic and give it a try. George, you'll get that Tinelli person. That's what I intend to do. All right, Cork. Hello. Hello. Tinelli. Hello. Tinelli. Come in. Yeah, hello. What is it? Harry, Tinelli. Now, listen to me. I need your help. Things are getting hot over here. Yeah? What happened? Don't be dumb. You know I can't tell you on this thing. Yeah, you carry. Certainly. Who else could it be? Now, get over to the island as fast as you can. Yeah, OK, Harry. Bring your boat in by the cave and meet me in here. Understand? Sure. Let me be. Just you and make it snappy. Be right there. Well, Angel, I've worked all right. Yeah, but why do you want Tinelli to come ashore? Tinelli will land the dinghy right out here by the cave. When he does, I'll be way back there by the pier in that little rowboat Cork told us about it. Oh, where are we going in it? We're not going anywhere. After he comes ashore, you're going to do one more thing and then go back to your room. I'm going to roll out to the big boat and find Jensen. But as soon as he gets here, Tinelli will find out that that call was a fake. Sure, and he and Fraser will come tearing back to the boat. But in the meantime, I think I can get things pretty well under control. Well, I hope so. All right, no time to lose. I've got to be ready to take off in that rowboat. Jensen, call out. Got you tied up, huh? They're taking no chances out, eh? Who? Who are you? My name's Valentine. Your wife sent me to find you, Mr. Jensen. Oh. Yeah, nobody. It's no use, Valentine. He'll be back here in a few minutes. Wait a minute. I'll get these ropes loose so you can help me. Well, thanks. But why are they holding you, Mr. Jensen? You find out something crooked they're doing? Yes. Yes. They caught me in the cave on the island. I'd overheard them. They're bringing in a lot of dope. Yeah, so that's it. That's what I thought. Okay, now, if we can start the engine and get this boat underway before they get back here. No, that's impossible, Valentine. That captain, Tonelli, always locks the ignition. He's got the key with him. Oh. Better forget that, then. Unless... How'd you come out? Can't we go back the same way? Wouldn't be safe in that little rowboat. They'd spot us for sure. Our lives wouldn't be worth a nickel. But we'd have to take that chance. Yeah, wait a minute. I got a better idea. And if I remember, my mechanic's well enough. Oh, well, what are you going to do? I'm going to try and save our skins and also turn over a load of illicit stuff to the proper parties. Now, come on over here and give me a hand. Okay, she's in there. Now, I'll do the talking. Yeah, all right, Harry. George, you... Yeah, hello, Miss Brooks. What? What do you want? I just knocked on your boyfriend's door. Didn't get an answer. He isn't in. Oh, but he must be. I said he isn't. Now, where is he? Well, I don't know. He said he might take a little walk outside, get some air. Oh, yeah? You know anything about a radio message that was sent out a while ago? Radio message? No. How would anybody on this island... I'm lying, Harry. Sure she is. So we'll have to find Valentine herself. But I don't understand. You will, Tinelli. Yeah? Get the key from inside the door. Lock her in from the outside. Okay. And tell Cork and Mary to keep an eye on her. Mm-hmm. We'll finish it later. I got a pretty good idea where Valentine is. And I don't think you'll be very glad to see us. Oh, Boatie came out in. Yes. What do you figure, Mr. Joe, Harry? Get rid of him, of course. Get the stuff to show and then clear out. The boss will have it picked up. What about the girl? We'll take care of her when the time comes. We'll get a boy. You're a captain, Tinelli. What took you so long? It's kind of hard to start an outboard motor when somebody's ripped the wire off the ignition. I don't suppose you'd know anything about that. Me? How could I? I'm not here talking to the man you said you were. Look, Harry, we're wasting time. Let's do it and get going. Yeah, that's a good idea. Now let's have your ignition keys, Tinelli. Harry's got a gun. I know some of us. Hold on. Take it easy. Praise him. No need to settle it this way. Okay. He didn't hit you? No, Mr. Jensen, just knocked the gun out of my hand, which makes him the boss. Yeah, yeah, that's right. Tinelli! Yeah, Harry? I'll keep these guys covered. You go aft and get those two extra anchors. The heavy ones. Luke, what are you going to do? Put them on outside on the deck, Tinelli, along with plenty of rope. Okay, Harry. I'll go get it. Now look here, Frazer. I know you got us where you want us, but we can make a deal. Yeah, that's what you think. You don't want a couple of murders on your conscience, do you? I'm not particular. Look, look, wait a minute. Let's just say, Mr. Jensen, here and I don't know a thing. Come on now, put us ashore. Let us get the next boat back to the mainland. We'll forget we ever heard of Cortez. You think I'm a sap? You think I trust you? Why not? Save you a lot of trouble. It won't be much trouble. All I have to do is tie you to a couple of anchors, give you a little shove. That's all there is to it. No trouble. I know it sounds easy. I still think we can make a deal. Oh, quit trying to solve. Tinelli, hurry up! Harry! Harry, it's a big boat pulling alongside. What? Yes, right, people. Oh, hi there. Valentine? Hello? Come on out on deck. Don't make it. I'm afraid man in here has a gun on me. You better come aboard. Bring some men with you. Okay, come on, man. Who's that? Just somebody dropping in for a social call. I was afraid for a few minutes they wouldn't get here for the party. Harry, who are they? What do we do now? Shut up, we'll see. All right, you drop the gun. Coast guard. I said drop the gun. Which one of you is Valentine? That'd be the one without the gun, Lieutenant, me. Okay, where's the stuff you told us about? My friend Fraser here will tell you about that with a little coaxing. He and Captain Tinelli there. Oh, and don't forget a little charge of kidnapping, too. Yeah. Nice work, Valentine. All right, you too. Let's hear you start to talk. You win, Valentine, but I don't see how you got them here. I'll explain the whole thing on the way back, Fraser. 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I found a call book out on the Coast Guard wavelength. You told them where you were. That's right. That's why I had you rip that wire off the outboard motor. Hold them up just long enough. No. But it was too close for comfort. George, why don't you give all this up and we'll settle down. Yeah, that's a good idea. Let's go and settle down for a little fishing. I notice some tackle back there. Oh, George! Tonight's adventure of George Valentine has been brought to you by Standard Oil Company of California on behalf of independent Chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the west. Robert Bailey is starred as George with Virginia Gregg as bookseed. Let George Do It was written by Lloyd London and directed by Kenneth Webb. Betty Blythe was heard as Alice. Gigi Pearson as Mary. Forrest Lewis as Jensen. Joe Forte as Fraser. Herb Bygren as Cork. And Betty Rubin as Tonelli. The music is composed and presented by Eddie Dunstetter, your announcer, John Heiston. 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