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Dear Mr. Valentine, how would you like to do three things, see a bit of the world, solve the situation for me, and be of service to your country? On second thought, the order of those three things should be reversed. In any case, if you're available for such an assignment at your regular fee plus expenses, please call on me as soon as possible at the above address. Yours very truly, Miles Carter President. Very interesting, Brucey. I'm sort of a yin to see some more of the world. Oh, it's all right, George. How do you know you're included in? Oh, well, I don't, but you ought to be able to fix it. Miles Carter President, huh? President of what? Oh, let's see, Acme Mining and Smelting Company. Acme, what? You sure? So, so, right here on this letter here. Well, well, well, I'd best get out there right away and see my client. How do you know he's going to be a client? And why don't you spark out of the name of the company? Well, it just happens to be a very big and important concern, Angel. Practically has a corner on South American tin. Oh, is that where tin comes from? A good deal of it. And Mr. Carter has run out of stuff to make tin cans with, wants you to discover another mine or something. Well, if that were the case, he'd hire an engineer. Then what could this situation be? I guess the best way to find out is to call on Mr. Carter. Put on your face, Brucey. Let's go. Valentine, let's start out with three facts. Yeah, OK, Mr. Carter, but let's get to the best. The first, a quarter of the world's tin supply comes from Bolivia in South America. Second, American interests control four-fifths of that output. And third, ACME imports more tin from South America than any other country. That's quite true, Miss Brooks, but that isn't the third point. Oh, I'm sorry I interrupted. No, that's all right. The third point is where you come in, Valentine. OK, let's have it. In the last few months, ACME's tin production has been steadily slowing up. The mines are just as productive, but we're not getting the metal out. I see. And just how can I do anything about that? There's some kind of sabotage going on at the mines. I believe there's a definite and well-organized plot to slow us up. And that means slowing up the defense program. Well, just a minute, Mr. Carter. Isn't this a job for some kind of government agency? No. The people at the bottom of this plot have planned things very carefully. They could smell a government man a mile away. I need somebody who will be completely unsuspected. But wouldn't these people suspect anybody? Not the way I have it set up. Valentine, have you ever taken pictures? Yeah, sure. Of course I'm not an expert. You don't have to be, as long as you can be a convincing photographer. I rather thought you might be interested in the job, Valentine, so I took the trouble to get this for you here. Oh, official news photographer, accredited to staff of Events Magazine. That's your entree. The editor of Events is cooperating with me on this thing. Oh, yeah, yeah, I see. I'm to go down to your mines in Bolivia as a photographer and check into this sabotage thing. You mean he has to go alone, Mr. Carter? That's right. No, no. Now, wait a minute. You've given me an idea. I have? Yes. Of course, I should have thought of it. If Events Magazine needs pictures of the Bolivian tin mines, it also needs a story to go with them. Uh, can you write, Miss Brooks? Ah, Brooks, thank you. Oh, my name's Mr. Carter. I was assistant editor of my school paper. Good deal. I'll get you certified by Events still. A photographer and a feature writer. Have a look. That'll dress up our investigation so nobody'll know. Oh, thank you, Mr. Carter. There's a pan-amp clip believing full of pliers tomorrow morning. Have a look. I'll make reservations for your book. That is, if you want the assignment. Oh, yeah, sure. We'll be glad to go. Good. And just remember one thing. You look like a photographer and a reporter, but your job is to stop a bad case of sabotage. George. Yeah, Angel. The Atme office is supposed to be in this block somewhere, isn't it? That's right. There aren't any signs. How do we know when we come to it? I guess it's an old Bolivian custom, Brooksy. Don't put up signs. Let them guess. I suppose we could ask somebody. Yeah, sure. I suppose so. How's your Spanish? Well, it's a little on the Mexican side. You got a camera, huh? Uh, yeah, yeah, that's right. And you speak English. So perhaps you could tell us, huh? You take my picture. Uh, yeah, sure, maybe. But I'm looking for you. I got a friend who is manager in the office of Acme Mines. He's right here, this building. You could take my picture there, huh? The Acme... Well, yeah, I suppose I could. Then you will come with me, Mr. Valentine and Mr. Brooks. Oh, hey, now, wait a minute. How do you know? We were expecting you, Mr. Valentine. I saw you when you got off the plane. I was worried that you might get lost. Yeah. Well, since you know so much, where can I find a man by the name of Ed Burke? Oh, that's easy. Senor Burke is the manager of the Car de Mines in Bolivia. I'll take you to him. George, do you think... I'm trying to. This thing looks a little screwy to me, but we'll go along with the gag. I beg your pardon, Senor. I am not a gag, whatever that is. I am Jose. Okay, Jose. Just take us to Ed Burke. Now, just one thing before we get down to business, Burke. What's with this Jose character? The little Bolivian who brought you here? Yeah. Oh, Jose is all right. He does odd jobs first around here. What sort of odd jobs, Mr. Burke? Little of everything. Drives cars, carries messages back and forth between here and the mines. He's a freelance pilot. Good one, too. Has his own plane. I see. In fact, we've been using him as a sort of spy lately. When we go up to the mines, they always seem to know we're coming. Everything's set up for us. But when Jose goes up there... Well, he doesn't actually work for the company, so they never suspect him. Has he found out anything about this sabotage? He hasn't been able to tell us a thing. That's why Mr. Carter sent you down here. And where are we supposed to start, Mr. Burke? I don't know exactly. I do know we've got a problem as of right now. Oh, what's that? Several days ago, a train loaded with ore left the mines. A couple of hundred miles up in the mountains, bound for Anifor-Gosto. Well, it's on the coast, isn't it? That's right, our shipping point. The train was due there two days ago. It never arrived. But you must know what happened to it. We haven't the least idea. Justice appeared in the thin air. We know it left a lowland in your mind. That's all. Well, who was running it? Anybody you suspect? Not at all. Both railroad men from the States. It was in charge of these mines. That's where I think the trouble lies. The top men at both Olanian and Omsiard Germans, but East Germans, you know where their sympathy's like. Yeah, sure, with Russia, of course. But if they're the ones who are responsible for these slow-ups, why not fire them? That sounds easy, Valentine. But these men have been in Bolivia a long time. They're under long-term contracts with big penalties if they're fired. Oh, I see. Besides which, we can't prove anything. Well, seems to me the first thing to do right now is to find that missing train. That's right. It's stalled somewhere along the way, and nothing else can get through. Okay, let's start from there. You say this, Jose, is a good pilot? Oh, yes. Very good. Well, then, suppose we haven't taken me over the railroad route between here and the mines. Trains don't just vanish, you know. Jose will be very happy to take, Senor Valentine. My plane is already there. Well, well, well. You seem to be handy all the time, Jose. Yes, Senor. Maybe a little too handy. What, Senor? Skipping. Can we fly up to the mines and back before dark, Jose? Yes, if we leave at once. I'm all ready to go, George. Uh-uh, Angel, next trip. I'm just going to do a little scouting this time. But I'd like to go. Valentine is right, Miss Brooks. He'd better go alone with Jose this trip. Next time up, he can take you. Well, all right. I'll go back to the hotel and wait for you there. Yeah, okay. And if you find anything on the way, Valentine, please let me know at once. All right, but how? Jose has a radio in his plane. I have a receiver and transmitter right here in the office. Call me as soon as you see anything. Right. Come on, Jose. Let's go warm up that plane of yours and get going. Seen anything in that train yet, Jose? No, Senor. Nothing. Well, it's pretty hard to see from this altitude. Can't you come down a little? Oh, no, no. The wind currents over these mountains pass us very badly. Oh, yeah, sure. Hey, how many cars were there on that train? I think there were seven. Seven, huh? Well, that should be easy enough to spot even from this height. That is, if it's still on the tracks. Yes, if it is still on the tracks. Hey, hey, wait a minute. Dip your stampet wing a little. Yes. Yeah. Yeah, there's the train all right. Yeah. Where are we? Yeah, about a hundred miles back from the border of Chile. Okay, good. Give me that radio transmitter. See anybody around the train? No. No, Senor. You see, the train has run off the tracks. It's against the canyon wall. There is no... Hello, hello. Valentine in flight calling Birk at La Paz. Come in, La Paz. Are you there, Birk? Yes, yes, Valentine. I've been waiting to hear from you. Found anything? Over. Yeah, we spotted your ore train all right. They railed and healed over against the canyon wall. About a hundred miles from the Chilean border. Over. Looks like a bad wreck. Not too bad. I guess a wrecking crew could take care of it. Okay. Send the work train up right away. Senor, Senor, Valentine. Yeah, what is it, Jose? Something has happened. The gas is leaking. Well, how could that happen? I felt a jolt. Like somebody shooting at us from below. Maybe shots hit the gas tank. Well, can't you do something? No, no. There's nothing to do. We must land. Are you sure we had plenty of gas and we started out? Yes, yes. It's time for a call, Senor. We must land. All right. We'll look for a place. Birk, Birk, are you still there? Yes, yes, Valentine. I heard you say... Wow. What was close? What was close? Somebody is shooting at us, Birk. Hit our gas tank. We've got to come down. What's Valentine in that country? I know. I know. That's what I'm worrying about. Find a place to land, Jose. I think so. If I careful the plateau... Okay. Head for it. What's that, Valentine? What did you say? Just talking to Jose. Now, listen, Birk, get this. Yes, yes. Jose thinks he can land on a plateau. 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It's been a long time you got back here. I don't suppose you realize I've been worried to death. I'm sorry I couldn't let you know, Angel, the telegraph lines were down. I know. Hello, Valentine. We got word you'd be in a botanist before we came down to meet you. You got worried, huh? The telegraph line has been back in operation all day, darling, just in case you didn't know. Oh, no, I didn't. Then I suppose you know the ore train is just a little bit behind us. Yes, that word came down the line too. Tell me, what did you find up there at the wreck? Well, it's a clear case of sabotage. One rail had been taken out completely, spikes and all. Huh? Huh? You see, we've been trying to work on the idea of sabotage at the mines. And they probably out guessed us. They figured the best thing to do was to keep the stuff from getting through. Yeah, that's about it. Then what we have to do is to check on the mines again. But we tried that. Not with a news photographer from events magazine. Oh, yeah, let's see what you mean. And the reporter from the same magazine. Oh, no, Angel, this is man-type stuff. When do you figure you can get the ore train unloaded and start it back for LaLonia and Uncia, Mr. Burke? Oh, it could be ready to head back up tomorrow night. Good, good. I'm gonna be on it, complete with camera. So am I, complete with paper and pencil. Oh, no, I told you. Oh, no, don't be so old-fashioned, George. Look, would you please? Remember, there are a lot of good women reporters in the business. Yes, but I... And I happen to work for events, too. Might be a little dangerous, Miss Brooks, especially if they should get on to who you are. They won't. Come on, George, you must be hungry. Okay, Brooksy, okay, you win. Well, keep us posted, Burke, and I'll be on that ore train when it heads back up into the Andes. George? I mean, we will. But, George, this can't be the LaLonia mine. No, look at that sign over there and big letters. But Mr. Burke said this is one of the biggest of them and there's nothing going on around here. Yeah, I know. Probably another phony strike or something. Oh, what are we going to do? Well, you're going to act like a very able magazine reporter. And I hope you didn't forget your camera. Here comes somebody. I see. Now, hold there. I beg your pardon, sir. Yeah? I did not see you get off the train. Who are you? Well, my name is Valentine, a photographer for events magazine back in the States. And, uh, this is Miss Brooks, reporter from the same magazine. We'd like to see the manager here. I am the manager. My name is Miller. What is you want? Oh, I'm sorry. Well, you'd like to see our credentials, I guess. Here are mine. Let's see. What? Oh, yes, George. And here are mine. Mm-hmm. Yeah. Let's see. You were sent by the company? Uh, you mean Acme? Well, no. No, we, uh, we had to argue pretty hard, even though we had letters of introduction, but they finally let us get on the train. Uh-huh. I see. Yeah, it doesn't look like we're going to get much of a story here, though, does it? Why? What do you mean? Well, I mean, nothing's happening. What is this? A holiday? Oh, that. No, no, no. It's too bad you cannot see us in operation, but you see, yesterday, one of our machines, one of our most important machines got out of order. There were parts broken. But don't you have any extra parts? These parts, unfortunately, no. I have ordered them from La Paz. They should be in within a few days. Uh-huh. Well, now, this doesn't help us much with the story and pictures for our magazine. No, no, I suppose not. But, uh, there's nothing I can do. No, no, no. Of course not. You see, we'd plan to do quite a layout on both the La Laña and Uncia mine. Maya, well, maybe it's better you go back to La Paz and wait until we are again in operation. Oh, better still, George. Why can't we go right on up to the Uncia mine? That train's going to pull out any minute. Yeah, that's right. Mr. Valentine, for your good and the safety of the lady, I do not believe it would be wise for you to go on to Uncia at this time. Oh, why not, Muller? The natives were working in the mines. They're threatening to strike at any moment. There may be violence. Well, that would make an even bigger story. It may be some good action pictures, George. Oh, yeah, but I don't like the idea of you being up there. There's going to be trouble. You're quite right, Mr. Valentine. I'm a newspaper woman, George. If anything happens up there, I'm going to cover it. Yeah. Well, we've come this far. I guess we'd better get the whole story. Well, we'll cover your workings when you're in operation again, Muller. Yeah, do that. Hey, well... George, what do you think about him? I think he's one of our saboteurs. I can't just figure a way to pin anything on him. Well, maybe we'll have better luck up at Uncia. Yeah, and maybe not. At least we can try. Come on, Brooksy. Let's be sure we're on that train when it pulls up. Well, hey, George, there's plenty of activity up here at Uncia, all right. It doesn't look like any slowdown. That's right. I just had a talk with Schmidt. He's the top foreman. Another East German, huh? Yeah, but very friendly. He may not be mixed up in this sabotage business at all. So what do we do? Take pictures? Have to, I guess, for the moment. But it... Oh, what was that? I jumped a mile. Must be the whistle that ends work for the day. See, the men are leaving the buildings over there. But this is early afternoon. Why would they be quitting now? I don't know, Angel, but we'll soon find out. Here comes Schmidt now. We'll ask him. He doesn't look like a very pleasant character to me. Now, these babies fool you sometime. Oh, Schmidt! Ah! Say, what's going on here? Why are you closing down? Do you always stop work so early? No, but you see, yesterday I worked the men over time, so we have a load for the train. So for now, they cannot work them more today. Oh, I see, I see. Well, that sort of spoils our pictures again. Yeah, I am so sorry. Maybe you go back to La Paz and wait until we are working full force again, huh? You mean you won't be working for a few days? That's right. The train is loaded. We always give the men a few days off. Then I guess we're out of luck. Now you pardon me, sir. Some men over there I must see. Is the train ready to go? Yeah, yeah, okay, Mr. Schmidt. George, what struck you all of a sudden? Hey, I just got a look at that man Schmidt has to see. Brooksy, right over there. Well, why would that... Oh, why, that's Miller from down at La Lanya. That's right. But how did he get up here? He didn't come on the train. Probably in that plane that landed a few minutes ago. Something's up, Angel. Like what? If they suspect anybody who comes up here, my guess is they're getting together for a council of war. About how to get rid of us? That or something else? Hey, look, they're going in that shack over there. Let's sneak up beside it and see if we can hear anything. Well, all right. That's a toolhouse or something. It's a flimsy-looking thing. We've got to be able to hear something through those walls. George, if they catch us and you're dropping, there's no telling what they'll do. Oh, careful. Don't make any noise. I won't. I'll get closer. You watch for anybody coming the other way. Yes, George, but be careful. And that's why I have to come here, Schmidt. We have orders. But we have done what we were told to do. We have slowed down supply from the mine. That's not enough. We must stop the supply. That's the only way we can put the American defense work far behind. But how, Milner, if we make them and refuse to work? That's not necessary. If the railroad is put out of commission, no tin can be taken out. But we tried that before and they fixed the railroad. But when we have finished this time, they will not fix it for many weeks. Listen to me. The ore train is loaded and ready to leave for Antofagasta. George, I know. We have company cars, several of them. They are mountain roads. What are they saying, George? At one point, the road comes very close to the railroad line. Do you remember? Ja, at the Estero Pass. Yeah. By leaving now with dynamite and the detonator, one can be well ahead of the train when it reaches that point. And who can we trust to do that? Ourselves. No others. We must do this ourselves. Who knows, Pat? We will be rewarded by the party. That's good. And let us make our preparations. Come on, Bruxy. Hey, George. George, what do we do now? Take some pictures. But those men were planning something about wrecking a train, weren't they? Yeah, sure. But they don't know we know about it. They're going to start off on one of the company autos before our train goes back. And? And as soon as they're out of sight, we're going to take another company car and follow them. Oh, well, I suppose you know what you're doing. Just a rough idea, Bruxy, but it might work. Look, George. They're coming out of that tool shed and heading for the car. I think if I get a shot at the mouth of the mine, it'll be pretty good. Stand over there beside it, will you, Bruxy? Oh, sure, George. Well, right there is good. Yeah, yeah, that's very good. Hold it there. Hello, Valentine. You decided to take your pictures anywhere, huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. I thought I'd get a few while we're up here. I'm afraid they will not be very interesting without the workers. No, that's true. But, well, we'll come back again for those. Yeah. You are leaving on the old train, of course. Oh, sure, sure. Wanted to be pulling out. You need a few minutes. I suggest you get aboard. Yeah, sure, we'll do that, Mr. Schmidt. And we'll be seeing you. Well, here's the place all right, Bruxy. And there's the company car parked up ahead. Yeah, but we're Schmidt and Mueller. Oh, down by the track somewhere, I guess. Come on, let's get out. All right. Here's enough. I don't see them anywhere. Just take it quiet like Angel. Don't make any noise any more than you have to. Oh, Lord. Hey, wait a minute. Hey, listen, there comes the train. Yeah, we've got to work fast. What are we going to do? I don't know yet. Just keep your voice down. Get up behind these rocks. What, did you see something? I thought I heard something over there by the tracks. George, I didn't hear anything. Could it be your imagination? I don't think so. Angel, I don't think so. You can see a lot of track from here. Yeah, sure. That's why they picked this place, I guess. The train's almost here. No, no, not quite, Angel. You can hear it a long way in these canyons. It won't be long, though. George. Yeah, what? There they are. They've been hiding behind those rocks, see? Yeah, sure. But wait a minute. They're nowhere near the tracks. Just waiting back here. I wonder. Yeah, sure. What, George? I remember now. They were talking about dynamite and a detonator. They must be all hooked up and ready. You mean they can set it off from here? Sure, that's it. You stay here, Proxy. What are you going to do? Sneak up as close as I can without attracting their attention and get the drop on them. George, he's holding the plunger on that box. No, I know. He'll keep quiet and come when I call you. Okay. Turn that box. All right. Get away from that box. Come on, Doc. It's just that banner. I said get away from that box. You'll catch me. Drop that. That's better. You might reach as high as possible. Come on. You're making a mistake, Valentine. Oh, yeah. I'm trying to say you almost made a mistake. Proxy. Yes. You see, Mr. Valentine, he can explain. You're going to explain a lot of things later. Proxy and Schmidt found it smart to drop his gun. See if Mola has one on him. All right, George. But I do not have a gun. I don't carry a gun. Just dynamite, huh? No, he doesn't have a gun, George. Okay. Now, how fast can you get down that bank onto the tracks? Well, I'll try it and see. What do I do? Flag that or train, Proxy. When you get them, stop telling them they got four more passengers. Two of them for a one-way trip. Try motor oil for your car. You want protection against wear and repair. So listen to the kind of protection a fleet of taxi cabs get by using heavy-duty RPM motor oil. With another oil, they averaged only 35,000 miles between overhauls. Today, using heavy-duty RPM, these same cabs travel 100,000 miles before overhauling. Heavy-duty RPM reduced engine wear and greatly increased the time between overhauls. Here's your proof that heavy-duty RPM motor oil offers top protection and top the economy of operation, the kind you want in your car. So get heavy-duty RPM at any independent Chevron gas station or standard station where they say, and mean, we take better care of your car. George, what will they do with those men? Schmidt and Müller? Oh, stick them in jail for a while, sabotage, attempted murder, stuff like that there. And when they get off? I don't know. Fire them back to East Germany, I guess. That's where they belong. George. Yeah, Angel? Can you really use that camera? Well, sure, sure. Then will you explain it to somebody so they can take our picture? Maybe with your arm around me? With the harbor in the background? Oh, I couldn't let anyone else use it, Angel. And besides, I don't think events magazine would take that kind of a shot. Oh, George. Mike's transcribed 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 Bruxy. Let George Do It was written by Lloyd London and directed by Kenneth Webb. And of course, here was heard as Carter, Tony Barrett as Jose, James Nussar as Burke, and Fritz Feld as Moeller. 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