 Good evening may I present my wife Kathy good evening last week We presented a comedy about the theater for you and promised for this week love and adventure And so Morton fine and David Friedkin who wrote our opening show the string bow tie and are possibly more familiar to all of you Through Broadway's my beat came up with a story, which we think you'll like it's called Cargo And it's about a man and a woman the woman is a bellwarner the man Paul Kincaid Romantic setting for a story of love and adventure Brazil The small port town of Metoplay on the River Amazon At the edge of the river dock and tied to it a motor launch Standing alongside the launch of girl is a bellwarner and on the launch two men Paul Kincaid and his deckhand assistant and friend called Corville She's the cargo huh she told you that See that one. Oh Oh Which is why I did not permit her aboard Oh to stand here on the jackalina to look at you the face of you right now And to look down on the face of her on the dock We want you know what I want Kincaid But you're hired to do so do it. I've got a man waiting for me four days away Deliver me because I need the money if I didn't you stand here on the dock and watch the Amazon and be careful with my suitcase It's got my wedding gown in it. You carried around wherever you go. Hi Isabelle with hopes What do I do now can come on get aboard put my fingernails against your cheek and pulled down because of the way You talk kill you because of what you've done to me or just stare at you and be glad you're all eaten up inside Because you're a man who once cut another man's throat get aboard put a knife in him and killed him And he was my brother a bomb. Yes a river drifter who needed to be killed your brother. Yes, and you did it And this is what it's done to you eat. I'm glad I used to wish you would die I don't anymore a man like you a strong man a long time dying I'm glad you're gonna stand here and listen Kincaid. You'll take me aboard your boat And you'll take me to palm ball and I'll get married you Send you a hurry. Oh You're not kidding are you know, I'll marry you because he asked me politely He bought me a drink once in Point Grosso, and then he said he was lonely times like this Like before what do I do now to hurt you? Mark here you said marriage here. You said he would send for me. He did he sent you Take me to him from a toppy where we started to palm ball as four days by launch One day of it on the Amazon to Harupa River town three more days down the Tonkantines River And there was this enough money to buy enough gas to Harupa then rely on credit But mostly there was this the day and the night it took to get there 24 hours at the green edge of the world before you go over the side of it Sail at a hundred times like I have and wonder what it would look like the next time The heat would always be there in the stink The million things that grew into each other and choked each other and dripped and grew and died and sprang to life again and grew See it till the night comes And pick a clump of black and watch it waivers becomes defined becomes trees and lianas and green And it's day again in River town Harupa And the man of the River town is named Brady Lanny Lanny it's always a pleasure to extend you credit. Who's the lady up for it cargo? I'll eat enough gas to get me to pump ball greedy surely surely indeed. Hey, so low gas for the jack-o-leaner. I'm a hand Corbel Who's the lady cargo? Yeah, she said you said Lanny. I Wonder they were you going? Oh to offer the lady a drink. You want a drink lady? No Oh now here are what the bottle top for you. Get out of here. Great. Oh, you wanted my gas for credit No, I'll pay you surely surely lady What's your name little dear? Drink and tell me is the bottle You get the message mister I've been done before little dear the bottle slept with the floor and the orty lady who I picked the bottle up And I'll try it again Now tell her greatie a name leave her alone greatie. Oh, but I'm a man with a curiosity who sells gas for credit the friends of mine Isabelle Warner Isabelle Warner of him Are you of him little dear? What's he talking about? She's his brother. Yeah, there's a tidy one Sister to the brother King Cade killed as you ride on his boat Hortie. Now. There's no one get him away from me Oh, no little dear. He's in our vice Paul King Cades I'm a lonely man in a lonely place, and I'm needed now for the gas. Listen to me greatie you listen to me It's a thing of strangeness You Paul King Cade to her killer of her brother for a woman in a jungle town Now you to her Tell me what? Were you there? What dearie when he killed my brother. Yes importo de motz. It was down the river tell me Tell me greatie. I've heard ten different stories about it, and I want to know Over a bit of prettiness it was a pretty thing named jackalina the same as the launch and I think the killer shut up Greatie you serve your time for it. Let me forget it the dear little one of me is getting on come on Come on drink little dear. We'll talk of whatever drink Kincaid bagged greatie you really did Fighting you want lady a that time for it now. I'll warm my night Fish I'm out Does it hurt or he cut you to be all right? Cargo help me. This is the deep one for another reins greatie would have opened the place where your soul is stuff it closed Take The long drink on to the light and bring it down And through curve of glass the girls face cargo girl Hurry those girls sister of a man who's killed her face Watching Corvo work the knife wound Isabella's face still didn't emerald moonlight Drinking alone mr. Kincaid it seems to her the lady a drink Corvo. She's been through a lot And her laughter mixes good with the night wilderness Drifts inland on mist wind empties into the great fountains of jungle ferns dies there and One more twisting of pain and Corvo finishes So kick her over now take the wheel Head the jockeline ends are rotting shore currents into sweep of forest river Cargo a bride Vamark Huryo plantation owner coffee grower lonely fellow Biting his nails against the time when an end to loneliness walks up his private dock with a suitcase in her hand contents bridal four days away for Huryo and For me two days to where the tongue canteen spills its jungle silt into the Amazon and the dead city at its mouth Porto de moss Walk along through the dead city city of ruins dead city of a memory and From a tangle of wilderness where once a street was pluck the moist wild orchid Walk some more The fringe of lost city to a place you've kept clear where memory lies Where the dead girl lies Where great lay the wild orchid on it press your face to her. What's that you're doing mr. Kincaid what I? Asked what you were doing mr. Kincaid get out of here get out the wild orchid and the attic so gentle Your face against the earth. I told you get out Get away from here your private place mr. Kincaid You're lonely place. No trespassers allowed, huh? Come on. I'll take you back to the launch No Stay here as long as you want. I'll go back alone Kincaid yes I'm sorry for what I'm sorry. I followed you forget it. Sorry. I said what I did Sorry, I stood there and watched More than that I'm ashamed. I told you forget Girl you loved her must have been very much you wouldn't know Jacqueline you need to know girl you killed my brother. Yes. I'll tell you because you need to know yes Jacqueline a girl I buried in that grave The girl who wore a jungle orchid in her hair and some scarlet things of linen about her That girl Jacqueline can cave dead now Like her city like me And the flower for her hair The jungle grave my place Like you said my Mr. Kincaid What's the matter with you my place? mine Here From somewhere deep in forest the sudden screeching of glee and the furtive scurrying sounds and Moon gleam on a slow line of ants fever or death And not care which a Flower had been placed and then the remembered motion the sway and rock of the jacalina And try to get to the wheel and be held back just lie there mr. Kincaid Corvo's doing all right Here let me handle this one senorita one Two days now you have been at his side and this one of Paul's you will not know what to do drink And cold cold fever and of a base dead and swarming earth into cave wild blossoms on a forest grave The touching of a new warmth It holds you close And there's another face and its breath is on your cheek against your eyes against your mouth And the new fever dream takes hold Where is the gentle face? Rests its warmth that your side Where was death where it's grave and not remember Paul Paul way Paul publicity to try to wait What? Bombard We are here poor Tied to hurry those dog. You understand what I say. Yeah. Yeah, I'm Bob Oreo and this This and your hoodie or approaches to us for his cargo For you, and you read the Isabel Warner. Yes The fever sickness Corvo Three days as the senorita She will count also for you the nights at your side to warm you when you are cold to make cool you when you are burning. Was it you? your face The fever dream You you were very sick Your suitcase senorita with it it brides gown that you will wear for your you real Bring it for Listen to me. No Be still and listen to me Something you said when you were in fever When I did what Corvo told you something you whispered against purchase a man's face so gently Does she not communicate my bride to be? my Isabel No, no Do not rise to me isabel finish saying to kinkage your farewell, and I will pay him for my cargo He has fever. He's very sick He's a doctor. Oh You will wish Isabel then I shall get for him a doctor and kinkage will be brought to my house I get it for real Corvo. I'll take care of me. We'll get out as soon. Oh, no, no kinkage the doctor the things of my house the gentleness of Isabel and You will be well for the wedding of isabel to me hurry over by Wednesday the priest And you will be to me The end of loneliness to me Come Isabel come bride You are listening to Kathy and Elliot Lewis on stage tonight's play cargo Science chalked up its biggest year against polio in 1952 by discovering a temporary Immunizing agent that already has saved many lives to help continue this work the National Foundation for Infantile Paralysis Asks more urgently that you join the March of Dimes in 1953 The River town of pambal end of journey And what was in it this acres of coffee and the cultivation hovels shacks and a palace a quarter mile from the river The Senor's Palace Senor Mark Hurio Lord and master and rich enough to have built a thing of gleaming white stones Like something he'd seen in Portugal. He once told me with musk like roof and minarets With gardens and pools of speckled sunlight where strange birds came The place where I got well again Let me see You look better Paul much better. Yeah, I feel fine. What day is it? You always ask each day you share the excitement with me. It's Tuesday, isn't it? One more day Tell me something hurry. Oh, how come? Well, Isabelle Can you get up sure I've been walking around all morning? Why what to hear to the window? now Down there in the garden look Isabel She's a beauty that's why oh And the gentleness and of compassion Once in point grass I drank with her and talked and all these things I have her I knew and understood at once But you must know what how she has nursed you Near to you more than to me. She has been since you are here. I know For you see You love her She is a yes. I know of beauty. You love her for you Tomorrow in the afternoon, I marry her No From you an answer. Yeah The much time she spends with you. I'm leaving tomorrow in the morning Good I'm happy that you are that well Paul. Is that you? Yeah over here You and the darkness are another shadow. I wasn't sure his house chokes in on me. I had to get out Walk with me Paul away from it. All right There's a place past where he's caged the wild birds a grove. I know what I've watched you there You saw me there Paul Oreo took me to a window and told me to look and it's where you were And when he got out of the room, I came back to the window and you were still there And I watched you as you walked and when you lay down and thought there was no one to see you I watched And the thing hurry or had said What Paul? What did he say that you were a beauty? Your boy has a twisted way with words You're right. I'm not beautiful. You want me to tell you I have to tell you But tomorrow I get out of pambas tomorrow you not beautiful I'd like the other one. What not her beauty. No scarlet thing to wear on my shoulders Just this What I am Listen to me cargo cargo that gave you the chance to stop dead. She's dead Say it once more Paul She's dead But your love for her not dead. Will you listen to me? I'll listen to jacalina Only this now a launch a boat. I have that runs the jungle river and the girl she was named after Something that was found in fever and lost in another kind of fever and Made dead is a bit. I'll wear the wild blossom in my hair Wherever you say wait, there are wait. I love you. I will be jacalina Whatever woman she was to you, whatever woman's things she did for you Paul They'll kill us listen. I don't care. What are you talking about? I don't care Paul Whatever happens now. It's going to happen is that we're going to get the boat and get them a toppy if you say we will Come on There's the river the boats down Corvo Shot dead And the boat gone. I was wrong. I said I didn't care. I was wrong Whoever killed Corvo took the boat upstream into the jungle. He can't go far why not that way rapids There's only one place a boat could go upstream about 10 miles down just before the rapid start the river branches off And there's a stream that could take the boat, but not for long less than a mile We'll never find it find it upstream is only jungle. We have to find it if we don't will rot We'll find how follow the river. Yes, we'll find it is about I promise you it was easy at first the rim of the river was sand a long slow curve and tonight an hour of it No talk and no boat Then the beach narrowed and then the river became a twisting tunnel of darkness Endless Vines and creepers and roots that was suddenly there against you holding you two hours No boat And the river became the land and the land the river Isabelle falls gets up again walks Through screen of jungle and night and terrible doubt and fear seven hours And it happened Isabelle, I can't we'll rest Yes Why didn't they kill us back there where he killed Corvo? Yes Wednesday, there'll be a priest there Priest will hear about a dead native. It'll be easy to explain away, but a dead white man and a dead white girl It won't be easy Do you think he's waiting him or someone? We'll die in the jungle anyhow. You hear that the rapids Right I can go on And that was near the end of it there before the torrent began a stream the banks of it sandy and easy walk and steam and heat and There was a boat There, Paul It was, Uriel Wait here, Isabelle. No, I said wait for what Paul. He's got a gun wait for what Paul? For me. No I'm coming with you That's the way it is I'm coming with you Good morning Hello, hurry up and good morning to you bride oh Such a bedraggled bride so it was a mistake curio Let us go back in Kate. What that's your boat the Jacqueline Now weren't you tried to take so you can shoot me in the back when I border here? Oh, I want to talk to you your wedding morning my present to you Talk I'm sorry Sorry stay with you here you let Paul let him go oh No, you'll see there's nothing. I won't do right bride. Let him go. I'll die bride and You you think you can shame me with this river right with this jungle filled with this Yeah Where he shot me I don't want to You won't die take me home Carried her across the sand and the little piece of water to the boat the Jacqueline of the name of a boat And made a place for Isabelle on the deck in the shade Then I turned the boat around And then a thing happened From somewhere far away a small breeze rode a mist up the river and lay against the boat And Isabelle smiled That would once a choke of darkness was a million trees clean and new in the morning Isabelle said say I Love you, Paul And we were going home Starring Kathy and Elliot Lewis in a moment mr. And mrs. Lewis will tell you about next week's play Maybe Millie won't succeed in getting the boss's son But you'll succeed in laughing when you meet Millie starring Elena Verdugo You can hear it every Thursday night over most of the same CBS radio stations and now Kathy and Elliot Lewis Our thanks tonight for a beautiful script to Morton fine and David Friedkin and to the fine actors and friends who made it all come to life John Daener who neglected his picture career long enough to play Mark Hurio and Ben right to return from being a French Policeman in Beirut by sunrise two weeks ago to play the villainous gasoline seller Grady tonight and Anthony Barrett friend and assistant to Paul Kincaid next week Anthony Ellis suggested a story Which we liked in which he has written for us called a public furlough about a soldier on leave me you and a motion picture Actress he wants to date with you me and that's what's going to happen next week Thank you all for listening and good night. Good night Music for tonight's story was composed by Fred Steiner and conducted by Lud Gluston the Kathy and Elliot theme is by Ray Noble Kathy and Elliot Lewis on stage is transcribed and directed by mr. Lewis George Walsh speaking