 present Hollywood. Lever Brothers Company, the measures of luck toilet soap, bring you the luck radio theater, starring Wallace Berry and Margaret O'Brien in Bad Baskham. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. William Keely. Reading from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen, like the famous buccaneers of yesterday who prowled the high seas in the days of sale, the American outlaws who roamed the plains and deserts of our early west are among history's most colorful legends. Tonight, we bring you a typical saga of that period, in Metro Golden Mare's Punch Pack screen hit, Bad Baskham, with its two original players in roles ideally suited to their unique talent, Wallace Berry and Margaret O'Brien. The latter, America's best beloved little star, and incidentally, my favorite croquet partner. Not long ago, Margaret and I played a match with Tom Spring, opposite two of Hollywood's best known spring star, which is another way of saying, opposite two of Hollywood's loveliest luck complexion. And I might say that Margaret, not only were they equal at croquet, she was also their match when it came to charm and beauty, which is another tribute to a great little star and a great luck soap fan. It's playtime now, and here's act one of Bad Baskham, starring Wallace Berry in the title role and Margaret O'Brien as Emmy. The war between the states is over, but there's no peace beyond the Rockies. Banditry rules the land. Finally, an answer to a series of desperate pleas, the federal government dispatches an agent to Timber City, Wyoming, a man named Fulton. I've been sent here for just one purpose, gentlemen, to capture Bad Baskham and his gang. Well, we got him holed up here in Wyoming, and we want him caught. Now, we should have come a few days earlier. We just about took this town apart last week. I understand you almost captured him. He's almost been captured a dozen times. Well, you did more damage to Baskham and his outlaws than you think. The gang is split up. We're up. It's going to be harder running him down, but we're still going to try. How? You don't know anything about him? More than you think, Mr. Ames. Take Yankee, for instance. Oh, Yankee. Baskham's sidekick, Renegade White, used to live with the Indians, joined up with Baskham a few years ago. What about Baskham? Nobody here even knows what he looks like. We know this much about Baskham. We know he's left-handed. We know he's got a rope burn on the back of his neck. Rope burn? He was strung up once for cattle wrestling, but his gang cut him down before the job could be finished. Now, here's my plan. Wait. I'll come in, Sergeant. I'll make the foot with the rancher. I've been with the Wells City Charm last night, Baskham, and Yankee alone. They were heading to East. To East, huh? Yes. You soldiers learn anything else? Yes, sir. We found a body near Central Rock, an old man. Go on. Shot in the back there. We brought the body back at the town, but there ain't no one here. Seems to know who he is. I still say you shouldn't have shot him, Yankee. That old man wouldn't have done nothing. He won't do nothing now, that's certain. Who did he say he was? George McCabe, with some Mormon care, been heading for Utah. What are you so jumpy about, Baskham? I ain't jumpy about nothing. I told Johnson and Mineral Wells to tell them we was headnief, didn't I? And we're going west, lately. Only I don't. Only what? Only the next time I went on a shoot and done, I'll give the order. You're just worried about Jimmy. Yeah, well, I wish I knew what happened to that kid. You're sure you've seen him get away after the Timber City raid? He got hit bad, but he got away. Yes, me were better off without that Baskham. What's the matter? Down on the valley. Look, that dust cloud. Wagon train, huh? Oh, that's that Mormon caravan that old man was telling us about. You ain't thinking I'm going down there. Where would be the last place that federal man would look for us, that Fulton cellar, in the Mormon caravan? Hey, maybe you're right. You hang on to my coattails, Yankee. You and me is about the same. These two men just rode up, Brother Walker. I said they wanted to see you. Well, brother? My name is Smith. Brother Walker Ezekiel Smith. This here is Brother Jonathan Briggs. We come with sad news, folks. Brother McCabe, why? He passed on. What happened? Well, we met up with him yesterday, me and Jonathan. He was looking for converts. Just about then, a lot of them outlawed children, and he was looking for converts. Just about then, a lot of them outlaws jumped on us. They must have been about 40 of them. They killed Brother McCabe. Oh, why couldn't it have been one of us in place of that good old man? Brother Ezekiel and me, as being such peaceful men, wasn't a thing we could do. Saved a very him, and I put a little bunch of wildflowers on his mound. Thank you, brother. The very last word he said to us was, tell Brother Walker to carry on the good work, and we'll all meet above. Amen. We're very grateful, brothers. And you're welcome to join us, if you remind me. Thank you, sir. It's our bound and duty, sir, Jonathan and me. We got so much happiness out of the elder, just reading to us out of the good book. Come, brothers. You can meet the rest of us now. Well, that was pretty fair. Brother Walker, what's next? We gather around the campfire, Ezekiel, for songs and prayers. No, no, I mean, what's next to eat? I'm sorry, Ezekiel, but that's all. Oh, well, if you and Jonathan will excuse me, I feel the need to meditate. Hey, now, wait a minute. I'll see you at the prayer meeting, Jonathan. This is a wagon. Thou shalt not steal. Huh? Thou shalt not steal. That's the great commandment. Thou shalt not snitch. That's the ninth commandment. I saw you steal that hand. Where'd you come from? From that other wagon. I'm supposed to be asleep. I ain't you ashamed. Running around in your nightie. You should be ashamed. You ain't very polite either. When I'm hungry, I ain't ever polite. Well, I'm hungry too. I got put to bed because I was S-I-C-K. Look at my tongue. Take your tongue back where it belongs. I ain't interested. I can yell awful loud. No, no, no, no, no. Here, here. Here's a hunk of ham stuffed your jabberin' mouth. Thanks. Thank you, Maude. Bring you up better. Where's your Maude? He ain't here. Well, where's your Paude? He ain't here either. Well, why ain't they? According to Grandma, when I was a little girl, they went away. Oh. Oh, well, well, here. Have another hunk of ham. Thank you. Where is your Grandma? In the wagon. She's telling F-T-R-I-T-S. Oh, speak English. What does G-A-R-L-I-N-G spell? That's it. What? I ain't going to tell you. I've got to find out because that's what Grandma told by the walker I was. She's always calling me name. What's your name? I mean E-Z-Q. With a Z? Yeah, with a Z. What's your name? Emmie. With a N-M, huh? You're funny. Thank you. I like you. Well, don't put yourself out, Emmie. I'll be in the morning. Go on, beat it. You draw flies. And this brother's E-Q? Here's your sister, Abby Hanks. I've assigned you to her way. Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Where's Brother Jonathan? You can assign him to her wagon. Brother Jonathan's already been took. Chilean Lucy Lovejoy grabbed him for a ride off here. You see, brother, the men do the heavy work for the women they have blessed in marriage. Oh, then this one here ain't been blessed yet, huh? I've been blessed twice, but the boat passed on. I'm a wagon back yonder, and I'll get it. I ain't getting nowhere. Oh, good morning, E-Z-Q. Did you get a glamor? Did you? Well, not judging by his last remark, honey. I know something. I vote T-C-L-L. I think Josh is written between that S-A-T-L-L. What are you yapping about? Oh, nothing. It's just something I saw last night. Oh, well, huh, yeah, lad, well, yeah, sure. Don't tell me, sister, that this here is your little granddaughter. Well, who do you think she is? Well, gosh, now, that's different. How could I refuse anyone as sweet as she is? I thought you'd come. Well, just don't stand here. There's our oxen to be hit on. Don't you glad you picked that candy peel? Oh, sure. I'm so happy I'm set to bust. Here's the milk, Miss Abby. I suppose you'd like me to churn it for you, too. Well, just hang the bucket on your lower lip, and we'll have butter and motons. You know, scram or come quit. Well, Emmie, what is it? The scouts, they bring in the wounded men. Oh, Lord of Mercy, what mess? What scouts? Our scouts, of course. They travel ahead of the wagon train. Oh, our scouts? Well, tell them to holler if there's something I can do. What's the matter, Bassem? Not interested in seeing who the wounded man is? Oh, I'm resting, Yancy. The way that old battle axe drives me to work. Well, I saw him. It's the kid, Bassem. It's Jimmy. Jimmy? I found him in a water hole unconscious. Looks like he'll pull through, though. Oh, gosh, that's fine, the poor kid. Poor kid? What about us? He'll recognize us before he talks. Jimmy won't talk? Wait till he's alone, Yancy. Ben, you and me is paying a visit to a sick friend. Hello, son. Bassem. And Yancy? Gosh, I'm glad to see you, Jimmy. What are you two doing here? They told me this was a Mormon immigrant train. That's right, Jimmy. We broke up after the raid on Timber City, kid. After you got shot. I'm glad I got shot. Put some sense into me. Why, I've joined up with you murderin' Rambo. Now, now, take it easy, son. I'm as detailed as the end. Yancy here is Jonathan Briggs. Don't say nothing spoiler. Just remember, you never seen us before. You were shot down by Indians. I'm not afraid of the law. I never killed anyone. Yeah, but you're gonna have an awful hard time explaining that. After all, you're a member of the Bassem gang and that's all they want to know. Get out of here. Sure, Jimmy, sure. Get going, Yancy. How many times have I got to tell you my name is Ezekiel Smith and you're Jonathan Briggs? Now, what do you want, brother? Gather and fire wood for an old lady. How much longer you gonna put up with this? Till I feel it's safe enough to light out. Still worried about Jimmy, eh? No, Jimmy's getting on fine. Did you see him today? Back in the saddle, business ever. Except he's going off for a sweet on that door, girl. Walk his daughter. Well, that's his business. And getting out of here is our business. We've had three weeks of this. I need action. I need cash. You never heard of me turning down any digits. To show me passing far off we could cut out of here tonight. Yeah? Every year of a federal name, Fulton, he's lost his own dust by now. Tell you what you can do, brother Jonathan. Right after dark why you come here to this patch of wood, see? Bring a couple of horses and wait for me. Suppose you decide you ain't leaving. Well, anytime you don't like the way I'm running things why you can cut out on your own, see? Yeah, maybe I will. Oh, hello. You going to be on the fire? No, I ain't. Grandma said you was. Then your grandma's going to get an awful joke. I'm tired and that's all there is to it. I'm flum-worn out. You could sweet talk a jeep if you knew how. In her it would curdle. Now, give me that blanket. I bet you could handle her. I bet you could handle a hundred engines even. Oh, sure, yeah. Five hundred. What do you want the blanket for? Oh, I'm just going to shake out the malls. I don't see any malls. Of course you don't. That's because they laid their eggs and flew away. Do malls lay E-G-G-S? E-G-G-G-G-G. Sure they do and they lay eggs too. Then why don't they tackle? Oh, I don't know. Not go on and get out of here. Who should I go to? Is this far enough away? No. But I'm thankful for small blessings. Just stay there. Here's where you are. We're in carnation. You get all them questions. We're talking to Kippie River. We're 12 o'clock on one side and 11 o'clock on the other. Why, Jackie? Well, it's just a trick to get you to set your stomach back an hour so you won't eat so much. If you set your stomach back, then you'll set your heart back an hour too. No, I suppose so. I don't know. I don't know. Does a heart have hands like clock and diesel? Well, how's it going to pump blood if it ain't got hands on it? Oh, is that what the heart does? So it says the heart's to love it. You. You love me? No, no. I don't love nobody. I love you. I'll be awful pretty someday, Z. You'll be graduated. All right, Emmy. All right. I'll be glad I waited. Now where's my bridal? Won't go and marry someone else. Promise? No, I'll give you my word on it, yeah. What do you want the bridal for, Z? Told Jimmy I'd loan it to him. Now I gotta go find him. Just look for Dorothy and you'll find Jimmy. Yeah, yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. Well, that's it, back. You and Nancy are pulling out tonight, eh? Well, I'm staying. Sure, Jimmy. You stay now. You wasn't cut off from my start of life anyway. When are you leaving? Soon as they start at their prayer meeting and singing, Nancy's coming over there by that piece of wood. Oh, no, he's not. Those two old maids are fussing over him in that wagon. Now, you say he's sick. Oh, Nancy ain't no sicker than I am. Well, then you better go and pry him loose from those love choices. Yeah, I will, Jimmy, and good luck, son. You, uh... You won't have to worry about me, Baskin. Well, I'm concerned I never even heard of you or Nancy. Thanks, son. And look who's come to see you, Jonathan. Brothers, we kill for Jonathan. And Daylan again. I ain't Daylan. You get away from me. No, no, no, no. Just put this down. Some nice hot broth. I'll get you some cookies. And I'll get you some jam. Poor, poor man. How do you expect to make a getaway? You can't even get away from them old hands. Well, what am I going to do? Leave it to me. Oh, uh, Mr. Tilly. Yes, brother? Oh, I sure hate to do this, but Brother Walker who set me here to fetch Brother Jonathan. Oh, he'll catch more cold in his back. Lucy, dear, will you get his show? Ah, the one no show. Now, now, brother Jonathan, you do exactly what Sister Tilly says. She's always right. I, uh, I guess he's Lucy. Here's your chance, Nancy. Bamoose. Get them horses and wait for me in the woods. I couldn't find the store, Jonathan. But they see a comforter with... Why, where'd he go? Jonathan? I guess he had to hustle, sister. Brother Walker is wanting to see him so bad. Oh, dear, he's poor, poor, bad. Jonathan's a very sick man. What he really needs is hospital care. Oh, I wish we had hours in it. Hospital? You figuring on building a hospital? Oh, well, not just us. Our whole party's contributing to its construction. A big one. The best that money can buy. Well, that would take heaps of gold. Surely, sister, you ain't carrying that much gold with you. Well, not us, personally. But it's in the wagon train, all right. $15,000. $15,000? Gosh. Well, I guess I got to get along with matures. And you tell Brother Jonathan to come straight back, won't you? Oh, I'll bring him back myself. After all, with fifties, I mean, with a puddle of a kettle of hot broth waiting for him, he wouldn't think of not coming back. Oh, dear. Oh, now, sister Abby. You might have known I'd find you lally-dagen. You want to be late? Late for what? I gotta go find Jonathan. The singing, or are you deep? Well, I gotta milk me hittiful. Oh, Jonathan. He's been milked. Well, I gotta tether the oxen. Well, they've been tethered. Well, I gotta bring in the wood. Oh, Jonathan. It's all dropping. Well, Marcee, if everything doesn't easy. Now, you keep quiet. Now, look, sister Abby, I ain't got no more singing in me than a mule has. Well, just keep your heels on the ground and nobody'll know them. Now, come on. Is anyone a favorite him they'd like to sing? Yes, brother Walker. I sure have. What him, brother ZQ? Well, ain't there a song called Stop or Come Out of the Woods or something? I know, Mr. Walker. I know the one in me. Well, Amy? Excuse me. Wait, wait, brother, before you turn into the darkness. Wait, wait. Oh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. That's good enough for me, brother Walker. All right, folks. We'll sing you. If you wait, wait, brother, before you come out into the darkness. Well, you ask for it, you big lummox. Ain't you gonna sing it? Oh, who me? Oh, sure, Abby. Sure. Don't take hands with the devil. Wait, wait, brother, watch your soul out of thin. Wait, wait, brother. Don't take hands with the devil. Wait, wait, brother. Watch your soul. That was fine, folks. Just fine. Ezekiel, I must say, you're the most enthusiastic singer we've ever had. Well, look, even brother Jonathan is joining us. Welcome, brother. Yeah. What's going on here, Zeke? Just linger and listen, Jonathan. Brother Walker, do you mind if I sort of open my heart to all these good people? Why, I wish you would, brother. Thank you. You too, brother Jonathan. I got a message. And my message is this. If I was a man that cared anything about money, I'd say that that song done me just as much good as finding a pot of gold right here underneath my nose. And I might say that tonight is the answer to all I've been looking for. I ain't much at words, but I hope you folks know what I'm talking about. Thank you, brother. Thank you. Well, folks, that's all for tonight. Back to your wagons now. Bastard, are you crazy? What's all this about gold? $15,000 here in this wagon train? How'd you find out? Those two old antiques of yours told me. Oh, hello, Jimmy. I thought you were moving out. Well, Jimmy, I don't know. All of a sudden, I figure my place is here, son. Well, just don't try anything. What do you mean, son? You know what I mean. Just don't, that's all. Don't pay any attention to him, Nancy. We'll find that gold if we got to turn every one of these wagons inside out. In a moment, our stars will return with act two of Bad Bastard. Meanwhile, here's our Hollywood reporter, Libby Collins. Why that faraway look in your eye, Libby? Oh, I've been in another world all afternoon, Miss Keely. Adventure, intrigue, romance. A touch of the spring fever, perhaps. Wrong guess, Miss Keely. I've just come from a preview of my own new picture, Adventures of Casanova. Oh, now I understand. The story of history is great love. The picture that was filmed in Picture S, Mexico. With handsome Arturo de Cordova in the title role. Turan, indeed, plays another dashing adventurer and lovely Lucille Bremmer as the girl. I hear that the sets and costumes for Adventures of Casanova are unusually beautiful. Well, lavish is the word, Miss Keely, especially Lucille Bremmer's costumes. Some of them are authentic copies of those worn by the romantic Empress Carlotta. Lucille has just the type of beauty to set off such dramatic gowns. Have you seen her in her latest role, John Kennedy? No, not yet, but I'm making a date right now. She's really exquisite. I want to see that lovely complexion of hers in the close-ups. Of course you know Lucille Bremmer is a luxe girl. Her fresh, radiant complexion is one of her outstanding charms. She's wise to protect her skin with this famous beauty soap. Why not have ten screen stars use Luxe Toilet Soap, you know? For complexion care and for bath, too. Incidentally, that big bath-sized Luxe Toilet Soap is making a hit with the screen stars. Women everywhere say they're delighted with the new bath-sized cake. They enjoy its rich, creamy lavish. And the delightful perfume that leaves such a lovely, clean fragrance on the skin. Ladies, if you haven't tried the new bath-sized Luxe Toilet Soap, why not get some tomorrow? Look for it in the familiar Sampler Rapper. Hollywood's own beauty soap, Luxe Toilet Soap in the generous new bath size. Here's Mr. Keely at the microphone. We continue with Act II of Bad Baskin, starring Wallace Birrey as Baskin and Margaret O'Brien as Emmy. For two days, Bad Baskin and Yancey have searched the wagon train for the gold, thus far unsuccessfully. Now while the caravan pauses for the noonday meal, a group of horsemen enters the encampment, headed by the federal agent, Mr. Fulton. I'm a federal officer from Washington, Mr. Walker. You see anybody riding past here today? Well, no, Mr. Fulton. Looking for someone? The remains of the Baskin gang. Baskin gang? In these parts? We trailed them to Shoshone Pass. Caught most of them last night, but Baskin himself is still on the loose. You ought to tell Zeke. He'll catch him. Oh, excuse me for interrupting. That's all right, little girl. Who's Zeke? One of your scouts? No, he's one of our converts. Come to think of it, Zeke had a brush with a gang of bandits some weeks ago. They killed one of our party. Is that so? I'd like to talk to him. You wait here. I'll get him. Sorry to kept you waiting, Mr. Fulton, but when little Emmy come to me by, I was right in the middle of my noonday prayers. Mr. Fulton's on the trail of Bad Baskin, brother. Who? Baskin. Oh, heads up a gang. Probably the same bunch you had the brush with. Did you get a good look at any of them? Oh, I hate to confess it, sir, but I high-tail it out of there just as quick as I could. But, Zeke, you ain't afraid of nobody. Tell him about the 500 engines. Oh, now, now, child. There was one fellow in that gang. He seemed to be part of a leader. Notice anything peculiar about him? Well, yes, he had a scar on the left side of his face. His face, huh? I only knew about the rope burn on the back of his neck. Anything else you noticed about him? Yes, sir, he was left-handed just like I am. You'll notice I'm carrying the scriptures in my left hand, sir. Oh, I trust you'll capture him, sir. Zeke, you know something? I got the Bad Baskin was the one who shot Jimmy, too. Jimmy? Who's Jimmy? Oh, that's me, sir. Oh, come here, son. When were you shot? Who did it? Some weeks ago, sir, but it was Indian, sir. Oh, well, good luck with your trip. All right, men, let's go. Hey, Jimmy, come here. Well? Thanks for this morning, Jimmy, telling Fulton it was Indian. Look, I thought you and Yancy were pulling out two nights ago. We'll be pulling out soon, Jimmy, soon. I'll, uh... I'll change my mind. I'll go with you. But I... I thought you was getting awful sweet on that there dora girl. Well, just leave her out of it. You told me once I couldn't leave the gang, and you're right. No, no, Jimmy, you... you ain't really one of us, and I... I'm kind of glad. No, you. The more I see a dora, the more I know I've got no right to leave. Now, cut that out. You're staying right here with this wagon train. Well, just you let me know when you're leaving. What he wants? What's to come of us, Yancy, but I ain't gonna let him. What about that gold? We poke our nose into every wagon. We keep it up, even these dumb heads are bound to get suspicious. Well, I... I got an idea. A few hours more and we'll reach the river. What about it? If they cross that river, they'll have to take everything out of the wagon to dry, won't they? So that's when we'll see where the gold is. Oh, that's just fine, except Walker said they ain't gonna cross the river. This is your home territory, ain't it, Yancy? This is where you used to live out with them Indians. Yeah. Yeah, I see what you mean. Yeah, you get up in them hills right away. Find them Indian friends if you aren't gonna tell them this wagon train has come to take their land away. There's the river, friends. Lord, you're stuck until your water barrels. Are we crossing the river, brother Walker? No. We'll stay on this side and follow itself. Uh, excuse me, brother Walker, but it appears somebody else has got a different idea. Look up there at that mountain peak. Indian smoke. It's taken no fire. Yeah, what does it mean? I've been counting this territory for years, brother Walker. That smoke means a war country. I think it's going to stop this week. Oh, no, no. Why, even if there was a thousand of them, Amy, I'd protect you and your grandma. Any time you want to protect me, there's something wrong. Looks like we got across that river. And I don't know. Indians couldn't be much worse than bucking that curse. Depends upon what you'd rather have in your surtail, brother. A little water or an ingenero. I wouldn't want it on my conscience, brother Walker, driving these women and children into engine territory. I think you're right. Uh, get ready, everyone. We'll cross the river. We thank thee, almighty father, for guiding us all people across the picturesque waters. We thank thee especially for brother Ezekiel Smith, who risked his own life to save little Emmy and sister Abby when the wagon overturned in mid-stream. Amen. How about a word for brother Ezekiel? Well, uh, I'm glad I was able to help Emmy and her grandma, folks, but I'll tell you one thing, that's their rivers. The first thing Abby has been able to stop by opening her mouth. Anyway, I think we should make camp right here and get everything out of the wagons, everything, folks, so they can dry out. And tonight, tonight, couldn't we have one of them, their good old square dances, brother Walker? Well, what does our scout say about the Indians? Well, we're out of their territory now. They won't bother. They're in a square dance, it is. Yeah, but dry out your wagons first. Get everything out of them wagons, folks. Everything. Everything. Brother Ezekiel, have you seen Jonathan? They love your sister. They missed him all day. Jonathan, oh, why, why, sure, brother Walker, he's around all right. You want me to get him? Oh, no, no. Just as long as he's accounted for. Oh, sure, sure, he's around here. Oh, hurry, Grandma. The dance is going to start soon. Then stop squirming, child. Grandma, do you see people like me in the set? Why do you put each one near Grandma? Oh, I don't know about that, but you look just like... ...for any of you for an awful hot child. You sure you feel all right? I'm just excited, Grandma. Oh, that river water was mighty cold and us half-drowning in it. Oh, well, good on. About time you showed up, Yancy. Now, let's start running down that gold. Wait until the dancing starts. If you ain't too busy collecting medals. What for? You're a big hero, pulling the bread out of the river. Well, what do you want tonight? A wake or a celebration? If it hadn't been for that, I'd let her drown. Oh, sure. Hello, Yancy. Well, now what do you want? Look, Yancy, Grandma fixed up one of the dresses for me. And, look, a gold ring. Oh, gee, gosh. Where did you get that? It's mine. I'm in. I was going to give it to you to wear... ...well, to wear to the dance tonight. Emmy, you stole this ring and Steeland's bad. Every child knows that Steeland is bad. Yeah, I mean, it's right. Only bad men see you. I mean, like, like, bad bascum? Go on, Zee, tell her about bad bascum. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, how do you suppose he started out? By Steeland. And what did it get him? Now he's got to hide out. What first? Well, because the federal just asked him... ...and if they caught him, they'd ventilate his carcass. Or else give him a permanent rope, then. What's a permanent rope, then? Oh, that's just something you pick up at a hangin'. Do you always have to see a hangin'? What in time, Yancy, do you want to see a hangin' first? Why, sir, the South Town House we told people came. Sure, we're just sighting. First, the poppey pounced down on him. Pounced down? Like a mink on a set in hand. Then they took him to the high street. No, I don't want to hear any more of that. And fixed him up with a hemp collar. Where did you learn that kind of talk? Didn't you know what that is? How should I know? Well, a hemp collar is the same as a California Kugat. I put it around his neck and left him swinging him like a parcel in the morning breeze. And better in general payment. Someone at the South Town House. Now, look here. I got a delicate stomach. Do you reckon I'll get to see a hangin' someday? No. Not even a little bitty hangin'? Like maybe bad baskin'? Brother Jonathan, it's this year morbid craving for excitement that's ruining all of our young folks nowadays. Yeah, but hangin' bad baskin' would be such a little bitty thing. You'll keep out of this. Well, maybe baskin' is to be pitted because he's always got to associate with reptiles that are too cute talkin' for their own good. Must make him awful weary sometime. Awful weary. Maybe I should feel sorry for him. No, no, you don't have to feel sorry for him. Just get that ring back to where you stole it from. Well, I didn't steal it. It's mine. For my knowledge. Marriage? Now there you go lyin', see? First you steal and then you lie to cover it up. You're enough to ruin any man's ideals. What do you mean? You're just a lyin' seething little wart and I don't want to have any more to do with you at all. You're foolin', ain't you, dear? Aw, cut out that cryin'. But I love you, dear. Get away, go on, get away from me. Go catch some measles or something. Now go on and get before I... I belt you into snoot. Let's go, Brother Jonathan. Amy. Why, Amy, child, what's the matter? Honey, we ain't grandma. Here, you take it back. I thought you were gonna wear it tonight. I changed my mind. I don't think I'll ever want it. Amy, what's wrong, honey? I don't feel good, Grandma. I'm goin' far away. Abby. Hey, you, Abby. You in the wagon? Where have you been? Well, Brother Walker just told me that Amy ain't feelin' so good. Well, she's just gettin' to sleep and don't bother her. Well, there ain't no use of both of us missin' the dancing, Abby. You go and I'll kinda take care. Amy, all right? Well, all right. But call me, you're here if you want something. Yeah. Hello, Amy. Amy, I come to see you, honey. Oh, Amy. Why, you don't know it's me? You ain't even looked. I don't wanna look. I just wanted to have... Look, after I come to set by you, I thought you had more feelings for me than that. You said I was feelin'. Well, maybe I was wrong, Amy. I-I'm sorry. You were gonna give me a bit of a sniff. Oh, that? I thought you knew that I was just testin' you. Seein' if you love me. It's a testin' when you said you wanted me to test the measles. Oh, why, that's my number one test. Why, measles couldn't even land on you. You're too wriggly. Would you have put the wing as way more to give it to you? Why should I? Because she likes you. Why do you play girl all the time? Well, why do you poison gopers? Because you're malnourished. Now I know you're sick. Well, I may not always be around. Oh, yeah, yeah, that's right. You're gettin' on in years, Amy. I kinda thought so that you was waitin' for me. You wouldn't want a wart. Don't you know what I, that I meant just the opposite? What's the opposite of wart? Well, it's a, it's a dimple, of course, a little dimple. You mean I'm a dimple? Why sure you are. You, you don't care for all women, do you, Dee? Oh, of course not. Only one. I don't know why I should, though. It's just as homely as an old mud dance. Am I? Oh, I was, I was only swollen. It's no joke to be homely. But, Amy, you, you're beautiful. You've got the cutest little pug nose. Grandma says that's where the sun kicks in. Didn't the sun ever kiss you, Dee? Oh, this homely old mug of mine. Honey, I've been smacked by a rain cloud. But you're not homely. You're PRITY. Dee, why don't you kiss me? No, no, no, I, I, well, all right, here. Oh, my. Tell me again until I do. I like you, Amy. Honest I do. I always know you did. Hey, that's me. Who's that? Well, it sounds like Brother Jonathan. I'm coming, brother. No, don't hit me. I'll be back, honey. I, I promise I will. You're looking all over for it. Look, I got it. Three packs of gold. Where'd you find it? Walker's wedding. Come on. No, no, I, I can't leave now. Amy's sick. Are you crazy? Well, that gold ain't gonna run away. Take it easy. That kid's got two home ties. We'll never get another chance like this. Well, maybe that's the first time he was ever right, Yancy. Get the horses ready and give me the signal. I'll see that you're ready. You see, honey, I'm, I'm back again. I had the most wonderful dream last night. And the dream you promised it never leaves me. Did I, Amy? Well, I'm gonna make that dream come true. Honest I am. Thank you. I, I'll go to sleep now. And I'll be right here, Amy. I ain't ever... See, see, somebody see him. How? What happened? Who done it? Jonathan. He had a goal. I saw him with him. And I tried to stop him. He shot me incredible. Don't try to talk me. Forget you to the wagon. Am I strong? Isn't he cute? I want you to guide my people through to Utah. I ask you this because I have to. No, no, I'm no good. Give me a promise. Sure. I promise. Here's my hand on it. It can't take your hand, Pete. Jimmy. Brother Walker's dead. Oh, hello, Jimmy. Amy's sleeping. So's Abby. Come down from the wagon. I gotta talk to you. Sure. Amy's sleeping broke. She's nice and cool now. Oh, how do you know? It's daylight. Yeah. And look. Yeah. Indian smoke signals. Yes. He's going back to the Indians. He steals the gold murders pro-walker and now he's turned up the Indians to massacre this wagon train. Is that you, Bassem? It's one of the scouts. See those smoke signals? You told us the Indians wouldn't attack. We kept out of their territory. They'll fight all right when they've been filled full of lies. All right. It's my fault, but we can't stand here yapping. Turn up the camp. Put up the barricade. Come on. We've all got a good chance. We pause now for session identification. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. In just a moment, we'll bring you Act Three of Bad Bassem. Right now, it's a pleasure to introduce our guest of the evening, the charming young actress, Miss Ann Todd. And let me congratulate you on your performance in Metro Golden Mayor's new Technicolor picture, Three Daring Daughters, in which you play one of the title roles. Thank you, Mr. Keely. I found it great fun to play one of the unpredictable daughters of Jeanette McDonnell. Lovely Jeanette McDonnell. It's high time we heard her beautiful voice again. And what wonderful co-stars she has in the picture, including the famous World Planet, José Echorbi. A thrill for music lovers. Jeanette Sings and José plays. And Jane Powell adds her enchanting voice to the talent array. I should say that feminine cast has unusual beauty and charm. Well, certainly Jeanette McDonnell and Jane Powell are true of Hollywood's lovely stars. And both of them so appealing in Technicolor. Don't you agree, John Kennedy? Yes. Technicolor shows off their beauty to a great advantage in MGM's Three Daring Daughters, especially those famous Luxe complexions. That's right, Mr. Kennedy. No wonder Luxe soap is a must in studio dressing rooms. Complexions have to be right for camera close-ups, you know. That's why Jeanette McDonnell and Jane Powell and so many other famous stars are Luxe enthusiasts. It's as fine a complexion soap as money can buy. I can testify to that, Mr. Kennedy. Luxe soap is a beauty road any girl can depend on. Thank you, Miss Anton. I'm sure any woman who tries daily facials with fragrant white Luxe toilet soap will agree it's a beauty care that works. Tests by skin specialists proved actually three out of four complexions became softer, smoother, in a short time with Luxe soap care. Why not see what the beauty soap of the stars can do for your skin? We return you now to William Kealy. Be sure to join us after our final curtain for a brief chat with tonight's stars. And the important news about the winners of Lever's Big Fur Contest, plus news of how you two may be a winner. Here's our third act of Bad Bastion, starring Wallace Beery in the title role and Margaret O'Brien as Emmy. All day, the little wagon train is huddled in a valley. While from mountain peaks on every side, smoke signals spell the ominous warning that the Indians are gathering to attack. But the immigrants won't be caught unprepared. Bad Bastion has pledged his word to bring the wagon train safely into Utah. And for the first time in his life, he intends to keep his promise. Well, we're safe for a while, Jimmy. It'll soon be dark. Those Indians won't attack tonight. We don't stand a chance. Sure we do. We've got our barricades built. We've got guns. We can go out early. I don't mean that. I mean, the people trust you. They're relying on you. And if you ask me, you and Yankee are probably engineering this together. I could kill you for saying that. No, I don't know as I blame you for thinking that, Jimmy, but maybe by this time tomorrow you'll know different. I'm sorry. Forget it. This year's all Yankee's doing. He's lived with them Indians. They believe what he tells them. He's got a good reason to warn us all killed. We can expect him along about dawn. I'm going to leave you, Baskham. There are troops at Fort Bonneville. There's a chance I can get through to them. Through those Indian lines? Aw, you ain't got a chance in a million. I'll try anyway. You ain't going nowhere. We need you here. I'm not taking orders from you, Baskham. Not anymore. All right, son. Go on. Go ahead, then. You see, I'd like to square up my conscience, too. Well, good luck. Thanks, Jimmy. Any message for Dora? Dora? No. There'll be time for that if I get back. Then I can... I'm sorry, Jimmy, if anybody can get through to Fort Bonneville, it's me. I guess you won't mind if I borrow your horse. Yeah. Yeah, Emmy, why ain't you in that there wagon? Why not take any more, Deep? I've been looking for you. Don't talk so loud. Going somewhere, Deep? Yeah, yeah, but I'll be back, Emmy. Gonna ride you there, Mindy and Deep? Well, kind of, but you don't have to worry, Nani. I don't see. There's only a couple of thousands of them. Ain't there? Yeah, yeah, but they got guns. I wouldn't worry if there were ten times that many. Well, just don't you go wishing any more on me than you have to. Oh, cool. You're just trying to scare me. I bet you could clean him out with your bare hands. Well, maybe, but I'll kind of take my guns in long, just in case. Now, you'll be a good girl. You hear? Goodbye, Deep. Goodbye, honey. Oh, tell Jimmy he's charged till I get back. Where is he? He's right back there, honey, taking a little nap. Now, you mind your friend while you're here? Getting light, Jimmy? They'll be coming any minute now. Yeah. All the minute they're post? Yeah, I just checked. You're women and kids. Get to the shelter now and stay there. Come on, come on, Jimmy. Look, Indiana! No! It's a whore! No rider. It's just a whore. That's my whore. We went for help on that whore. Then they got him. The Indians got Deep. No, Deep never touched Deep. Don't worry, Grandma. He said he'd come back and he will. Mason, get to the rest of the men. Tell them they'd better not expect any help. All we can do now is... Here they come! Wait till they're close, sir! Hold your... What do you want? There's a wagon train under attack. Green River Valley. Call out the soldiers. Sure like to help you, Mr. But that's after the Colonel. Hey, you bleed nought. Never mind that. I'm telling you, they ain't a minute to spare. I had to ride 20 miles out of the way to get there. Them cavalry can make it back in an hour. Maybe they can, but I ain't got the authority. Then you get the Colonel. Sorry, Mr. I ain't got that authority either. The Colonel's asleep. He's got an awful temper. So have I got an awful temper. There's probably a massacre going on there right now, but unless you get the Colonel, I'm going to start one of my own. I don't think there'll be any need of that. Colonel Fishet said. The Indians are jumping our wagon train, sir. You got troops here, Colonel. What have I got to do? You lead us back. Sure I can. Corporal, sound full assembly. Yes, sir. What's going on, Colonel? Indian raid with the Fulton. Mr. Fulton? Well, how do you do, sir? Mr. Smith, isn't it? Yes, sir. Is each of you Smith? You mind if I ride along, Colonel? Come along, then, Fulton. Relax, the horses, Sergeant. Hold on. You, uh, you're wounded, Mr. Smith? My arm? Yeah, a tape, doesn't it? I wrapped it up with my naked ship. Yes. Yes, so I see. Come along, Mr. Smith. Later on, maybe, you can tell me how you got that scar on your neck. Oh. Sure. Yes, sir. Let's count. Make every shot count. They're pulling out that wagon. They're going to take proof. Damn, beat the horses into that opening. Soldiers. Soldiers, beat the proof. I guess I haven't had a chance till now to thank you, Colonel. We were just about done for when you got here. Don't save your thanks, son. You've turned a couple of your wagons over to us. We'll send you wounded down to Fort Bonneville. Yes, sir. Well, Fulton, what's the matter? You haven't seen that Smith fellow, have you, Colonel? That's his defighting. Why? Because he's disappeared. That's why. Well, just temporarily, Mr. Fulton, but I'm back now. Help that man, Sergeant. He's about to keel over. Oh, no, I'm all right. I just had a little argument with Mr. Gancy. Gancy? I thought he escaped. If you want him, you'll find him up behind those rocks there. No worry. He won't be running away. About that scar on your neck, Mr. Smith. It's a rope-burn, Mr. Fulton. That's what I thought. I'm taking you in, Baskin. Sure. But those folks over there, will you let me talk to them just a minute and say goodbye? And then there's a little kid I ain't had a chance. Go ahead. Thanks. Folks, I don't know much how to make no speech, but I want to tell you that I won't be seeing you for a few days. I got to help Mr. Fulton there to identify this fella. They got back in Fort Bonneville. They think he's bad Baskin. Yeah. So I'll be joining you after a while, providing the welcome mat is still out for me. And Jimmy, I promised Brother Walker that I'd see that this year Wagon Train got through to Utah. And I know that you'll see that I don't let him down. Won't you? I'll do anything you say, Chief. Sure. Well then, well, goodbye, everybody. I'll see you soon. Amy, ain't you going to say goodbye to me? Not in front of everybody, Chief. But Mr. Fulton, he's in a big hurry, Amy. Not that much of a hurry, Mr. Smith. You can talk better over there, Chief. Sure, honey. Why are you going away? Well, I guess maybe because it'll make me appreciate you all the more when I come back. And maybe I can get you there in the pretty presence I was telling you all about. Let's see if I got anything I can give you at first souvenir. No. Oh, no. I'm sorry, Amy. I... Oh, wait. Here's an old suspender button. You can give it to the Chief. Why? To secure it. Well, if you ain't local. Chief, you ain't coming back, are you? Why, what makes you talk like that? You ain't, Chief. I know it. I ain't ever going to see you anymore. Ain't nobody to be so happy without doing something for us. All I could do is pray. Did you pray for me? Every night. God bless, Chief, and Grandma. Well, you'd know that, ain't right, honey. Put me first. Maybe tonight you'll... You'll say a little prayer for Grandma and Zeke, will you? Now kiss me goodbye, Amy. Zeke, I'm still going to put you first. Let's go, Mr. Fulton. Goodbye, everybody. Goodbye. Good luck. Zeke, Zeke. Yes, honey. And I'll always L-O-B-Z-U. Goodbye, D-A-R-L-I-N. L-I-N-G. All right. I-N-G. I was just testing you, honey. The curtain falls on bad bastions and the spotlight falls now on tonight's stars who return to the footlights in response to your applause, Wallace Beary and Margaret O'Brien. No wonder you two are among the Lux Radio Theatre's favorite performers. Well, Bill, speaking of performances, Margaret gave one of the best I'd ever heard a week ago. So I understand when she helped beat the freedom train on its arrival in Los Angeles. You made a speech, Margaret. But it wasn't my own speech, Mr. Keely. It was Mr. Lincoln's Gettysburg address. You would have made Abe Lincoln proud. But wasn't it strange to be giving Lincoln's Gettysburg address on Washington's birthday? Well, I think Gettysburg address is good for any day. A very good answer, Margaret. How did you like the freedom train? Oh, it's wonderful, Mr. Keely. Every boy and girl should see it. And their parents, too. Are you going to write a piece about it for your syndicated column? Yes, I got one already. Would you read my newspaper column, Mr. Berry? Oh, sure. I say I do. I'll tell you something, Margaret. It's a lot easier to read than Walter Lippman. Do you ever mention Lux's soap in your column, Margaret? No, I haven't yet. But I do use Lux every single day, because I like it so. A very wise young lady. Wally, I understand that you've become something of a city slicker in your next Metro-Golden Mayor picture. Yeah, they've even got me in white tie and tails, Bill. It's about time after all the old clothes I've been wearing on the screen. What's Lux doing next week, Mr. Keely? Well, a few weeks ago, a bright new star was introduced to the American screen. An actress proclaimed to be the sensation of the year. You and millions of fans will know her simply as Vally, D-A-L-L-I. The Lux Radio Theatre is proud to present her, co-starred with one of our all-time favorites, Joseph Cotton in David O. Selznick's ripping drama, Spellbound. A cast and play I know our audience will thrill to. Well, it sounds like a mighty, exciting evening, Bill. Good night. Good night. Good night and many, many thanks. Leave a brother's company for the makers of Lux toilet soap. Join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday evening, when the Lux Radio Theatre presents Spellbound with Joseph Cotton and Vally. This is William Keely saying good night to you from Hollywood. Ladies, I just put in a long-distance call to the winner of the grand prize for the second week of Lever Brothers' sensational fur contest. And while we're waiting for the call to come true, we want to remind our listeners that there's still time to get into the fifth and last contest. Last chance to win a magnificent $3,000 mink coat. Or one of the three second-grand prizes. Luxurious fur coats worth $1,000 apiece. Then there are fur jackets, fur scarves, and 250 cash prizes. 329 splendid prizes in all. You can take your prize and cash if you prefer. But hurry. Hurry and get your entry in now. Here's all you do. On entry blank, available from your dealer or any piece of paper, write 25 words or less telling why you like any of six famous Lever products. Luxe toilet soap, Luxe flake, Lifeboy, Rinseau, Swan, or Sprye. You can send in as many letters as you wish. Just be sure to enclose with each one a box top or wrapper from any one of these six products. Print your name and address on your letter together with the name and address of your dealer. Mail your letter together with box top or wrapper to Lever, L-E-V-E-R, Lever Fur Contest, Box One, New York City. Contest subject to complete rules on entry blanks at your dealer. This fifth and last contest closes finally Sunday, March 14th. Entries must be postmarked before midnight. Oh, there's our phone call. Hello? You say you're ready with the Pickle call operator? Hello? Is this Mrs. Hinch of Pickle, Ohio? Mrs. Scott J. Hinch of 534 Riverside Drive? This is John Kennedy speaking from the Luxe Radio Theater in Hollywood, California, Mrs. Hinch. I have the pleasure to tell you that you've won the grand prize in Lever's Big Fur Contest. That's right, a $3,000 meat coat, any style you like. Or you can have the cash if you prefer. Are you excited? I can certainly appreciate how you feel, Mrs. Hinch. Congratulations. Goodbye. And now, Libby, the winners of the three second prizes. A luxurious fur coat worth $1,000. All the cash goes to Mrs. Clarence Egan, 2610 First Avenue North, Leeds, Alabama. Mrs. Helena Walker Lyman, 8809 Southwest Bertha Beaverton Highway, Beaverton, Oregon. Mrs. George Meslin, 7364 Maryland Avenue, University City 5, Missouri. Winners of the remaining 325 prizes will be notified by mail. And ladies, don't delay. Send in your entries right away. You too may win one of these beautiful fur coats. Remember, Lever Fur Contest, Box 1, New York City. You hear that, ladies? It's your butcher getting the cash he owes you for that used kitchen that you've just brought in. You can still get good hard cash for every pound you know. The worldwide shortage of fats and oils continues. And every drop you save in your own kitchen helps. Even those fats you reuse for cooking can be salvaged. So keep on saving every drop of used kitchen fat. The need is still great. Wallace Berry and Margaret O'Brien appeared by arrangement with Metro Golden Mayor, producers of The Bride Goes Wild starring Van Johnson and June Allison. Join us again next Monday night to hear Spellbound with Joseph Cotton and Valley. Pepsidon won by three to one. Yes, in a recent survey, families throughout America compared new Pepsidon toothpaste with a brand they'd been using at home. By an overwhelming average of three to one, they preferred new Pepsidon with Iriam over any other brand they tried. They said new Pepsidon toothpaste tastes better. Makes breath cleaner. Makes teeth brighter. Yes, with families who made comparison tests. Pepsidon won by three to one. Be sure to listen next Monday night to the Lux Radio Theatre presentation of Spellbound with Joseph Cotton and Valley. Stay tuned for my friend Irma, which follows immediately over most of these stations. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.