 For your listening enjoyment, John Lund has... Johnny Daly. Harrison, Johnny. Oh, hiya. How fast can you get to Beverly Hills, California? Why? You've got to find an uncut canary. Uh, let's take that again slowly, shall we? It's a diamond, John. Pretty expensive bird. Yeah, well, that's night and hasn't been seen. I'll see what I can do. I'd like to take a few seconds to talk about dreams. You know, psychologists tell us that dreams are one of the most common forms of escape from the everyday world. But what would you think if you woke up one morning and read in the paper that the president had appointed an elephant to the cabinet? Yes, I agree. That is a ridiculous question. And it doesn't really have anything to do with animals in politics. Actually, it's a question of memory. I was thinking of the Secretary of State when I asked this, and you'll have to agree that with all of the varied and difficult jobs he has to do, the Secretary of State would have to have the memory of an elephant. The Secretary's biggest job, of course, is managing our country's foreign affairs for the president. Since the president can't be in all the foreign countries at the same time, he sends ambassadors and ministers to the various capitals and sets up consular officers in the big commercial centers of the world to assist the Secretary of State. Then when questions arise, the officials of foreign countries get together with the American ambassadors or ministers or councils, depending on the country and the type of problem, and they iron out their difficulties. Of course, there are many treaties and international laws which guide these conferences. With their help and the work done by our State Department, we're pretty certain of getting along all right when we tour foreign countries or have business dealings with them. In other words, whenever we have dealings of any sort with countries other than our own, it is the Secretary of State and his department who acts as our intermediary. The account submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar to Home Office, Eastern Indemnity and Insurance Company, Hartford, Connecticut. The following is an accounting of expenditures during my investigation of the uncut canary matter. Expensive account item 1, $181.60, airfare and instrumentals between Hartford and Los Angeles, California. Expensive account item 2, $3.75 cab fare from the International Airport to a rich-looking jewelry store in Beverly Hills. Inscribed on the door in what looked like a thin line of pure platinum was the single name, Johanna. According to Harrison, this has been the last known nesting place of the uncut canary. Johanna may have been. I doubted that it was the tall artistic type with a heavyweight padded shoulders who was looking down his long aristocratic nose at me. Yes. I'd like to see Johanna. May I ask who you are, sir? My name is Dollar, Insurance Investigator. Oh, you're here about the Minas Gerais canary. If that's the full name of the missing diamond, yes. I believe you'd better come back in the morning, Mr. Dollar. Any particular reason why? Well, it's been a trying day for Madam Johanna. She's quite fatigued. Nobody's too tired to spend a few minutes trying to collect $125,000. In the morning, Mr. Dollar, I'm certain Madam Johanna will be pleased to interview you then. Maybe I won't be in the mood then. Oh, really? It's a possibility. That's your thought, huh? No, not the way I see it. Madam Johanna is claiming the loss. She's entitled to her own opportunity to slam the door in my face. You're quite correct, Mr. Dollar, and I take this opportunity to open it instead. Madam Johanna, I thought you were resting in your office. I did not wish to have you just deferred. The next time, sir, I would thank you not to do so overly zealous in your desire to protect my health at the expense of my bank account. Come this way, please, Mr. Dollar. Want to sit down, Mr. Dollar? Thanks. You wish to discuss the minister of ice canary, Mr. Dollar, but he's about to tell you about it. Well, he might begin by telling me his history. A pair of sisters in Rio from a local broker down there, a year ago last September. Over a year ago. You find something surprising about that? Well, you've got a pretty large investment in an uncut stone. It's a long time to have it just sitting around, isn't it? They couldn't have a dime of their size. It is a very delicate matter, Mr. Dollar. Months must be spent studying it, planning the precise manner in which it is to be finely cut and polished. Correct cleavage of such a stone could enhance its value three times over. Incorrect cleavage could prove disastrous. How's that? Diamonds are suspicious. A slight mistake may cause the gem to fly into a hundred bits. A bitter lesson my father learned from 25 years ago with a stone similar to the canary. I do not intend to make the same mistake. Uh-huh. When did you first notice the thing? It was 9.30 last night. Carter and I came down here to watch this movie for the stone. And you were going to have it cut last night? Yes. We have two of the finest diamond cutters in the world working here. Eddard Spears and Hans Pleasant. They have been with me and my father before me for over 30 years. I see. And when you came down here? Carter opened the vault. The canary was gone. Carter has the combination? Yes. Anyone else? Eddard? Hans? And of course myself. Was the vault touched in any way, any attempt made to break into it? No. Well that boils down the number of suspects. No, Mr. Dollar. It couldn't possibly be one of my employees. I would be willing to square to it. Well, you wouldn't be the first to make a mistake about something like that. Oh, you do not know these people like Eddard. Well, you couldn't say that. During all the years, Eddard... You're causing trouble. Oh, sure. Go ahead. Yes. Oh, no. I see. Thank you. I would tell them. Something wrong? That was Eddard Spears. He said if I would send the police over to his house immediately, he would give them the uncut canary. I put in a call to Chief Anderson of the Beverly Hills Police Force. And a few minutes later, Lieutenant Hankins of his office came by and picked me up. How come you're on this, Hankins? You're still on homicide, aren't you? Yeah, but the head of robbery has been out with a call. And with this latest development, the chief sent me out to wrap this up and see you on your way. Disappointed? You know better than that. Always glad to see you. That looks like a quick ending to a long trip, Donald. Well, I won't complain. Why should you? Gotting traveling time. You'll get two full days' pay for a few minutes' work. Not bad. Jealous? Not me. You and George boys can have it. Rather work under force, huh? Maybe it doesn't pay as well, but I know I can figure on a check every two weeks. Hang on, we turn here. What's your trouble making that turn? Getting back at an angle that way is not too easy to figure. Now, that's Johanna. There's a woman with wingless sweat out of a man. Always got an eye out for a fast buck. I don't think she's going to be too happy to get that uncut canary back. Why is that? Now, the rumor around Tom is that it can't be cut. Claws in it? Oh, the stone's clear enough, but some of them are just shaped wrong. Can't be split clean. Oh, the stone's liable to break in the dust if you try to cleave it. You think that's what's wrong with the uncut canary? Well, she's had it hanging around her shop for over a year and a half. What, at a price way under the market? There's got to be some reason for it. Uh-huh. How much you figure the stone would be worth if it could split? Maybe a quarter of a million, give or take a little. Be easier to sell that way, too. This way, her money's tied up in it, and they say she's tight for cash. Who is it? I don't know what you mean. Well, that's her worrying on ours. Yes, they don't fear this house. Let's go in and get it. I've been too anxious to turn it over now. Oh, there's lots. No lights inside. Let's try the back, all right. That's some 200 pounds of dead weight out from behind the wheel of a car in a monarch-side-filled garage. But Hankins and I have finally managed it. Then she won't tell us where that uncut canary is now. Yeah, it's a sense she couldn't have told Johanna only 15 minutes ago, either. While Lieutenant Hankins waited for the homicide boys to arrive, I walked down to the corner drugstore and tried to make some phone calls. I was phenomenally unsuccessful. There was no answer at the jewelry store at Johanna's home or at the bachelor apartment of the obnoxious Mr. Carter. Expensive on item three, a dollar and 75 cents. Cab fare from the corner drugstore to the residence of Johanna's other diamond cutter, Hans Plussman. And you must be from Albert. Let me have it at once. At once, do you hear? I think you've made some kind of a mistake, Mr. Plussman. My name is Dollar. I'm an insurance investigator. I'm not interested in your name, young man. I just want the lenses I ordered from Albert for my refractometer. The lenses for my... Insurance investigator. Is that what you said, insurance? That's right, Mr. Plussman. I want to ask you a few questions. Questions? Questions? What kind of questions? About the meanest your eyes canary. What did you want to know about it? Insurance investigator. What do you want to know about it? Could we talk about it inside? Oh, yes. Oh, yes. In fact. Of course. Of course. Come in. Thanks. Towards the police, all I know about it. Why are you coming around bothering me? Why don't you question Adolf? Yes, question Adolf. You think he had something to do with it? Didn't say that. Just asked you why you didn't question him. Adolf Beers is dead, Mr. Plussman. Dead? Adolf's dead? That's right. Where? Where? Where? Where? Adolf's dead. He might have been murdered. Murder? Adolf's murder? It's nonsense. Absolute nonsense. Maybe somebody wanted to get the canary from him. Nobody could have murdered poor Adolf for that. He didn't steal the canary, didn't steal it. What makes you so sure, Mr. Plussman? Because I stole it. That's why. Murdering poor Adolf when I stole the uncut canary. Many great men have attained the highest office in our land, the presidency of the United States. Can you guess the name of this man? During the Black Hawk War in 1832, he volunteered for service and was made captain of his company. As a member of Congress in 1847, he was opposed to the Mexican War. He also opposed the Kansas-Napraskabill, which favored the extension of slavery. During this time, he was offered the governorship of the Oregon Territory but refused it. Over six feet tall and not particularly good-looking, he was known for his droll sense of humor. If you don't have his name by now, here's an important clue. His unexpected acceptance of an invitation to attend the dedication of the soldier cemetery was responsible for one of the greatest speeches in our history. Who was he? Abraham Lincoln, 16th President of the United States. His life is part of your American heritage. That's absolutely lovely. Oh, well, thank you. Good old Harry. What a host. When Harry throws a party, nobody goes thirsty. Here, let me freshen up that drink. Good old Harry is such a great host. How come Bill and Jean have such a terrible fight? I want to go home right now. I don't care. I want to go home right now. How come Bob had a little trouble driving home? How come everybody who felt so good last night feels so bad this morning? Maybe good old Harry is not such a great host after all. Maybe good old Harry is a pusher. A neighborhood pusher. Harry pushes alcohol. So if you serve alcohol, please, don't be a pusher. And if you're a guest, don't let good old Harry or anyone else push you into drinking more than you want. A public service message from this station and the National Institute on Alcohol Abuse and Alcoholism. And now with our star, John Lund, we bring you the second act of your truly Johnny Dollar. An astounding statement about stealing the uncut canary to hear it before a valuable Hans Plussman closed up completely. He refused to say anything about anything. Two and a half hours later at the Beverly Hills Police Station, the situation was unchanged. Unless Plussman talks or we dig up something else, we won't be able to hold him long. I don't think he's the only one who's clamming up about that canary. Oh, Johanna? I'd like to know who really called her on the phone when she sent us up to Adolph Beer's house. We'll find out when we locate her. She's not at her home, that's the office, though. No sign of the stone at Beer's? Nothing. A couple of the boys still going through the place. They started Plussman still. Angan? Ah, okay, Don, thanks. Odyssey surgeon, they're posting beers now. Looks like Hannas had all right. Joe's stuck in the back of his head. Doc's offering eight to five. There'll be no monoxide in the bloodstream. Well, I won't cover that. They're going somewhere? Yeah, the evening's still young. I might as well try to earn some of that big money. You think I'm getting paid for this job? Spencer count item four. Two dollars and 25 cents. Cab fare from Beverly Hills to the apartment of Johanna's assistant. Mr. Charles Carter. The door's open. Strip down to a pair of shorts. Carter was standing on his head at one end of the room. Heels resting lightly against the wall. Oh, a few dollars. What's the idea of that? What? The headstand. Tones up the system. Reverses the blood flow. Good chronic for rejuvenating muscular tissues. Strengthening the internal organs. You don't say. You should try it sometime. Most beneficial. Amazing. What do you want here, dollar? What? Oh, well, I was just wondering where you were earlier this evening. After you left the shop. Down to the beach. Exercise there for an hour every evening. Why? Out of beers is dead. Well, not surprised. Oh? Overweights. Disgusting. Poorly cared for body. Can't abuse a machinery of life, dollar. It'll refuse to function. In this case, the refusal wasn't voluntary. Oh, so that's why you wanted to know where I was. Well, now you know. Johanna wasn't with you, was she? No, I haven't any idea where she is. Oh, now you're going too far, dollar. Oh, why? Johanna's the epitome of all womanhood. A gentle, delicate soul. I'll not have her maligned by you or anyone else. Not clear. Oh, sure. But I'd still like to know where she was. Now tell me, Carter, how often do you do that headstand stunt? Why today? And how long do you keep it up each time? Thirty-four minutes. Remarkable. I went to the store and tried to call Johanna's residence, but there was no answer. A call to Lieutenant Hankins brought the information that Plessman was still refusing to talk, and that they'd finished searching both his house and that about off beers. The uncut canary was still among the missing. I was drinking a cup of coffee at the fountain when I suddenly remembered something Hans Plessman had said. I grabbed the yellow phone book and started looking for an optical lens manufacturer whose name was Albert. I found one. Albert Schoenbeck. Both an office and a residence phone were listed. At that hour of the morning, the choice wasn't too tough to make. I've been making optical lenses for Johanna wonderful for many years now. Oh, and for her father before her. But to call at this hour of the night was for your Christian... And did you ever make lenses for a refractometer, Mr. Schoenbeck? Yeah, yeah, where for Hans he was. Hans Plessman? Of course, Hans Plessman. Would you mind telling me what a refractometer is used for? You are asking me questions about this or you do not even know for what it is used? It's important, Mr. Schoenbeck. Yeah, for whom important? For you or for Johanna? Both of us. Ah, true. All right, then I will tell you. It is for measuring the bend of light through a precious stone. With mirrors, lenses on the scale, this machine measures the stone's index of reflection or tells exactly what the stone is. You understand what I'm saying? Well, I think I get the general idea, yeah. Could you use one to determine the proper cleavage of a diamond? For cleavage? Yeah, would it help any? I have never thought that Jah, Jah, Jah, it is possible. If there were some interior floor, some imperfect strata of crystalline structure, that could possibly show up, yeah. But why do you ask? What does all this have to do with Johanna? I'm not quite sure. Thanks, Mr. Schoenbeck. Expensive on item five, three dollars and sixty cents. Cab fare to 621 West Canyon Road Drive. At somewhere near the top of the Santa Monica Mountain. About two miles and a half from Sunset Boulevard. I'd just come in and I'll spring for bed when you rang, Mr. Dollar. Yeah, so I noticed. Then if you would please tell me quickly why you have come this thing at this late hour? It's about the rumors. Rumors? Yeah, I understand that Jewelers Rowell believes that Johanna's is heading for the financial rocks. You came up here tonight to discuss with me the financial status of my business, Mr. Dollar. Not exactly. Well, then. But, uh, suppose the rumors were true. And you're hard up for cash with 125,000 dollars tied up in an uncut diamond that can't be sold until it's cut. And can't be cut because it'll fly into bits. That's utter nonsense. Well, I'm glad to hear it. Why? It removes any motive you may have had for stealing the uncut canary yourself. I think I'd better leave now, Mr. Dollar. You haven't denied it. You've gone too far for that. Out of beers must have gone pretty far, too. The reference is beyond me. Beyond out of now, too. Or maybe you haven't asked yourself why somebody wanted to murder him. Out of? Murder? You didn't know? How could I have? Just wondering. Out of murder. But why? Well, I'd say either Adolf took the stone and somebody got it away from him. Or he knew who did steal it and was going to talk. Either way, the result's the same. Unbelievable. It's not quite as unbelievable as your statement that you talked to him on the phone when actually he'd been dead for two hours. Now it is time for you to leave, Mr. Dollar. No further explanation? None. Okay. Oh, by the way, did you know Hans Plussman had confessed to stealing the canary? I did. I suppose you think that's unbelievable, too. My attorney is arranging his release on the reciprocabious corporate at this very moment. Oh, that's very interesting. You're sure you don't want to change your story about that supposed phone call from Adolf, dear? I do not. I didn't think so. The lack of transportation from Canyon Road drive back to Beverly Hills didn't bother me. The walk would give me a chance to clarify my ideas about the uncut canary matter. It took me a little less than an hour to get back to Sunset Boulevard at an all-night gas station where I called to Tennant, Hankins. Yeah, that's right, Dollar. Hans Plussman was drunk about 45 minutes ago. You put a tail on him? Yeah. He went straight home. Expensive car item six. A dollar and 65 cents cab fare again. It took about 15 minutes to get to Hans Plussman's house. You would chew that insurance, man. What do you want now? Have you cut it yet, Mr. Plussman? It's just about when you interrupted me. Do you mind if I watch you finish the job? That's tall, that's tall. Come here, come here. Thanks. In here. Why didn't you? Looks like you've got a pretty capable assistant, huh? Yes, I think our partnership in diamond cutting will prove quite successful. Of course, it will, of course. The reflectometer will make the difference. Told Al of that, but he wouldn't listen. He was going ahead in his own stubborn way. He would have smashed the stone just as he did 20 years ago. So, Adolf Beers was the cutter who smashed your father's stone, huh, Johanna? Yes, that is quite right, Mr. Dollar. Ruin him. Ruin him and kill him. Couldn't let that happen to my little Johanna, like my own daughter, you know. Couldn't let Al of do that to her, too. Couldn't. So, you took the diamond to keep Adolf from cutting it. It was my fault, Mr. Dollar. I wouldn't have listened to Hansen's phone. I was going to let Adolf go ahead with it. He wouldn't listen to me, who was like our own father. So, I had to take the stone. I was going to cut it myself, Johanna, and give it back to you as a gift. I know you were, Hansen. Only Adolf saw me getting ready. He was going to stop me. So, he could cut the diamond himself. He shouldn't have done that. Adolf shouldn't have done that. I had to stop him. Well, we have work to do. Put the stone on the cut, Johanna. That's it. That's it now. Hold the steel blade right on the incline. That's it. That's it now. Hold it firmly, but without pressure. Not too much pressure. Thank you, Hansen. You have done it. Of course. But it had to be done my way. Only the vibrometer showed the proper place. A stubborn fool Adolf would have grounded into bits, bits. Well, I guess everything is all right now for you. Johanna, I could save your business all right. And you, young man, no trouble about the stone now. Is there no trouble? No, no, Hans. There's no trouble about the stone. You understand how I couldn't let anything happen to my Johanna. Not to my little baby. Oh, he's tone. Beautiful. Once I have him cut and polished, they... Hans, what is it? Don't you feel well? It's all right, Johanna. Well, we can shake you, that's all. I can't understand it. We can shake you like this. How ridiculous. I think I'll lie down for a bit. Mr. Darla? Sure. Go ahead. I can't understand it. We can shake you. Mr. Darla and I, you know. Yeah. So it was Hans and not Adolf who called you on the phone. Yes. He told me that he had hidden the stone in my house. It's not that he had killed Adolf. I brought the stone to him tonight after his release from jail. And there they are. But what's one thing Mr. Darla cut canary? A gift, Hans said. They'll accomplish everything he wanted to accomplish for me. And I'd rather I'd smash the stone with the dust before it all began. It didn't want this gift from Hans. $179.25, airfare and incidentals from Beverly Hills, California back to Hartford. Expense account total $373.85. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar stars John Lund in the title role and was written by Sydney Marshall with music by Eddie Dunstetter. Featured in tonight's cast were William John Stone, John Stevenson, Hal March, Virginia Gregg and Fritz Bell. Yours truly, Johnny Dollar is produced and directed by Jaime Del Valle. This is Charles Lyon inviting you to join us again next week at the same time when from Hollywood John Lund again transcribes his expense account as Yours truly, Johnny Dollar. First truly, Johnny Dollar has been a presentation of the United States Armed Forces Radio and Television Service.