 Washington calling Counter-Spy. Washington calling Counter-Spy. Counter-Spy calling Washington. Harding, Counter-Spy calling Washington. The Blue Network presents Phillips H. Lorde's Counter-Spy. Italy at Novra, and Japan at Black Dragons. But matched against all of these secret enemy agents, our Uncle Sam's highly trained Counter-Spy's Visualized 8th Counter-Spy of them all as David Harding. In Washington, Brigadier General Whitcombe sat in his private office at a large oak desk, standing in front of him was First Lieutenant John O'Brien. Lieutenant O'Brien? Yes, sir? I have another mission for you. A most important mission? Yes, general. Let's see, you've been my official messenger for seven years, correct? Nine years, sir. Nine years? Well, Lieutenant, you've been most methodical, resourceful and diligent. Thank you, sir. Now, this envelope contains certain very important documents. They concern changing some of our heavy artillery on the West Coast. Carry it inside your uniform. Now, I want you to deliver these to the commander of the San Francisco fortifications. Deliver them right into his own hands, and to no other living person. Yes, sir. Shall I fly, sir? No, I don't want to call attention to your mission in any way. Just quietly get on the train. Though you were carrying nothing of any importance. There's a transcontinental train tonight at 10 o'clock, Lieutenant. Yes, sir, there is. All I've got to do is go back to my hotel room and cancel several engagements I had to. Hello? Hello? This is Lieutenant O'Brien calling. No. No, I can't take you to the theater tonight. No, I'm not going. Oh, a new dress. Honestly, I'm awfully sorry, but I've just received instructions to leave for San Francisco. Yes, San Francisco. Well, I'll be back in about a week, and then I'll see you every night. Take us, please. Oh, air conductor. Oh, going to San Francisco, Lieutenant. Don't you want a burst in your sleeper? Got several vacancies. No, thank you, O'Brien. Oh, San Francisco is a long way to ride in the day, Coach. No, I'm used to it. Is the storm delaying as much? Well, let's see. Just in the midnight. Well, we're about half an hour late. Thank you. Well, Lieutenant, I hope you don't get... What's the matter with the light? Look, where did it go out? It may have something to do with the storm, madam. I'm afraid. It is so dark. Take your hands off me. Conductor, something is terrible has happened. What happened, madam? We heard a fight, a glass abrasion. Where? About three or four feet from me. A junior cyclist up there. We can't get the lights on. Somebody's got the wires. Get out of there, see? Boy, the glass is broken out. And blood. Oh, that's what the army officer was thinking. He must have been thrown out the window. Hold on, everybody. I'm going to pull the emergency. Mrs. Harding, go ahead. We're located, placed by tracks, where Lieutenant O'Brien's body landed. There was a great deal of blood. We traced footprints from there a hundred yards through the main road. Somebody had a car parked there. There were some tread marks of car and dirt beside roads. Are you making plaster casts of footprints from the car tread? Yes, sir. They'll be ready by morning, sir. Good. Stand by for further instruction. Throwing O'Brien off that train was certainly a carefully planned job, Mr. Harding. Yes, David. It was no ordinary job. The only ones who knew about those plans being sent were the higher-ups. I let every move Lieutenant O'Brien made check carefully. This job has all the earmarks of a high-class sophisticated plot. David, I want somebody to do some special work for me who travels in high-Washington circles. Couldn't we get one of our own operators into that circle, if we could? But I want somebody already there, some prominent person who wouldn't be suspected of working with us. I'm going to talk to Lady Ashton. She's helped you before. She's a social leader. And she can be trusted. Lady Ashton, I need a woman who's fairly young, beautiful, sophisticated, worldly, who travels in Washington's higher social set. I see. Have you anyone safely in mind, Mr. Harding? Yes. Norma Braley. She's a French refugee. She's invited everywhere. She's continental. I'm very beautiful. You're sure this is all business, Mr. Harding? She is attractive. But if Mrs. Braley would be willing to work with me and follow my instructions, he could be of great help. You wish me to give her dinner, so that you may meet her. I've been working in here, Lady Ashton. I'm often watched very carefully. I'd like to have a meeting up here to be a chance one. How about dinner, Friday? I'll see that you meet Mrs. Braley socially then. That'll be fine, Lady Ashton. I'll be there. Yes, but you must have some opinions on how the war is going, Mr. Harding. I know how it's going to go, Mrs. Braley. Do you want to walk over to the other side of the room for a minute? Yes, please, ma'am. You know, I think Lady Ashton gives the most entertaining evenings of any host she can work in here. She's a very charming person. Miss Braley. I don't want to be seen talking to you too long, so I'll come right to the point. You sound very serious, Mr. Harding. It's a French refugee, Miss Braley. You fled Paris just before it fell. Your entire family is still there. Well, how did you know that? More people are investigated nowadays than they think. Miss Braley. Yes? Would you take some risks if you thought you really could be of help against our mutual enemies? Oh, I'd do anything in the world. Everything's a risk nowadays. I need someone who travels and watching his best for Friday. I need someone who's never been connected with counterspying in any way. Someone of courage, insight, sophistication. You mean me? Yes. On a very hard and difficult case right now. I need someone just like you. In fact, you. But I don't think I'm qualified for such an important undertaking, Mr. Harding. I've never had any training. You won't need any, Miss Braley. You'll do exactly as I tell you. Do you really think I can help? Very definitely. Then I'll be only thing you ask. It's the least I can do. It will be in danger. The ring I referred to was just murdered one army officer. I'm not easily frightened, Mr. Harding. It was a good deal before I escaped to the United States. Then it's agreed. Now, I believe something very important is going to break later tonight. Now, any calls I make to you must be made in such a way that they can't be traced. Out of my morning at 10.30, go to the Farmsworth Drug Store on Maple Street. There are three telephone booths there. Go into the middle booth. Make several telephone calls so you can hold the booth, so no one else will be using the phone. Now, hang up the receiver at exactly 11.30. Now, I have that phone number. I'll do the same thing on the other end of town, so that my call to you will be from one telephone booth to another, so the call can't be traced. I'll be there, Mr. Harding. I'd like to be second. And be sure and don't call me by name over the phone. Hello? I'm in a telephone booth by appointment for a call at exactly 11.30. Good. Now listen carefully. Mr. Harold Palmer arrived late last night in Washington from Ontario, Canada. We've been walking him up there for over three months. He's not really of the nobility. We believe his credentials are false, but we've not been able to make sure. Well, this is the first time that Mr. Harold has left Canada. And it's so close to that event which happened on a train four nights ago, we believe there may be some connection. I've arranged the lady action to give a ball in the coming one's evening. Somehow it will be arranged so Mr. Harold will be there. I want you to meet Mr. Harold Palmer at that ball. Lady action will introduce you to him. Butter him. Get to know him. I'll do my best. You have a small automatic, one you've been carrying in your purse? Yes. Keep it with you at all times. That's all for now. Mr. Harold, we're so delighted to see you this evening. It's very kind of you to invite me lady action tonight. I've just come down from Canada. I'm really quite a stranger more than that. Mr. Harold, I want you to meet a guest of mine. Miss Bailey. Oh, how do you do, Miss Bailey? What do you mean, Mr. Harold? I've been admiring Miss Bailey all evening, hoping I might have the opportunity of meeting her. There are many gave up saying things like that to me years ago. I don't know if they didn't lady action. Will you dance with some of me, Miss Bailey? I'd love to, Mr. Harold. I've been admiring you, Mr. Anthony. The gentleman in question and lady spent the evening at the theater, later attended Cretan Club, and he has just now taken her home. Blaze Operator 7 is made on his floor at Hotel. That is all. D-8 reporting. The gentleman in question and lady went for a drive out of Washington. Stop at Blaze Flower Club on Highway 3 for dinner and dancing. Have just returned to Washington. If gentleman orders theater tickets for play opening Friday, he gets two ANC's in 4th Row, Center Isle. That is all. D-8 reporting. Operator 6 followed couple in question this morning. She went shopping and he accompanied her. Overheard conversations indicating they are planning to meet this evening in his hotel room. It is rather unusual in this country for a young woman to go up to the hotel room with a man and they're still engaged or something. Is that so? Very interesting. Continuing, we had in our home for many years what I could call a final collection of pastoral artists as it was outside of a museum. He very seldom went out of an evening and painted such a beautiful landscaping of old kinds. Yes, I see. Am I boring? What was his young dissertation on atmosphere? It was just a question. But you're your own. Oh no, almost certainly not. Continue. Tell me more about these oil paintings in Northchester. I'm sorry, Mr. Harding, but I didn't know what to do. I know, but it's two o'clock in the morning, Alma. Come up to my hotel room. It's for those who might be watching me. Why is it the fact that you're working with me? There's something terribly important that's happening, Mr. Harding. What? Well, the Herald kept talking and talking about art so late that I asked him to order some food. And when he went into the adjoining room to telephone room service, I had a chance to look in several drawers and I found these papers. Let me see them. I had this little gun with me in my bag, but no woman would ever have to show it to Mr. Harold. Here. Do you look at these? Yes, they're reports. And they state very clearly they concern confidential information between the United States and Canada. Yes. And this one. It even goes so far as to mention certain fortifications. Is the information you want? Not the exact information. But it very definitely shows that Harold is working against the interests of the United States and Canada. But you should not have come here, Norma. In fact, you shouldn't have taken these papers. Yes, but why? Now you've got proof against the Herald. Yes, but he'll miss these papers and he'll know you've tricked him and disappear. Then I haven't helped. Oh yes, yes, you've helped. Do you suppose that someone has told me to come up here to your room? You're in more trouble. Unless I miss my guest, this is a report that Sir Harold has already left. Hello? G-8 reporting. Sir Harold is checked out of hotel. He's ordered car from nearest garage. Shall I replace you first? No. Too dangerous at this point. Drop a trail. Tell operator 37 to pick it up. Yes, sir. I never felt so badly in my life, Mr. Harding. I feel that I've bungled the whole thing. Don't feel that way, Nona. You got the company so much more than I expected, I wasn't ready for it. You're not just saying that. No. I mean it. I'd rather hear you say something like that than anyone else. Now, of course, the artillery plan which was stolen from Lieutenant O'Brien have already been changed. A new set of plans is being sent to California Saturday night by plane. We'll wait and see if the Gestapo makes an attempt to get those new plans Saturday night. I see. But what can I do, Mr. Harding? A tomorrow night. Dress very simply. Take the bus, the Maryland bus, to the end of the line, get off there and wait for me. Things have taken a pretty serious turn. Tomorrow night should tell us a lot. Mr. Harding, can you tell me now where we're going? To a little farmhouse about 10 miles further down the road. Well, why are we going there? We have a shortwave listening set there. There's nothing near the farmhouse. The reception is excellent. And you still think I can be of help? Very definitely. But I can't tell how until we hear this shortwave broadcast tonight. Every Tuesday and Saturday night from 1.15 to 1.30 in the morning there's a shortwave broadcast by a bootleg station to Germany. We've been listening in on it for several weeks. But who's doing the broadcasting? Get Sapo agents. Back we'll both listen in tonight. So much electrical equipment, Mr. Harding. Now, you sit down here beside me, Norma. Take these earphones. I'm calling another shortwave station of our own, one of my men's operating. 42B. 42B. Come in on 24.5 megacycles. Come in. Your signal is weak, but I can get it. Come in. Proceed according to schedule. That will be 3 minutes and 20 seconds. Then meet me at apartment. You get it? Exactly 3 minutes, 10 seconds, and we'll contact. That is all. Was that a shortwave station in another farmhouse? No. It was a portable sending and receiving set in a car. That's why I didn't have too much power. Now, you don't understand German, do you, Norma? No, I don't. Then I'll interpret for you. Broadcast, we should be picking up right now. Now, take these earphones. He's making contact. You'll hear him in a minute. And this radio station here and here is operating illegally and do less contact with civilians? Yes. But we've got it spotted. On the 24,500, to Berlin, attention. Secret report of great importance. He's just saying he's got some real news tonight. On the 24,500, to Berlin, the plans for the North American West Coastal Defense have been approved. He's talking about the West Coast fortifications that were stolen from it. The documents are in our possession. He's telling Berlin that the Gestapo will have the papers but the question is how to get them out of the country. Now, he's saying revised plans are to be sent to the West Coast this Saturday night. We've got the same planer of the mother to slap him. Get your hands up, quick! Who are you? Get out of here! You make a move, I'll shoot. The United States counterspies. Now, give me your hands up. Move away from that broadcasting microphone. They've been captured. Who says it's Jocelyn? I'm what you're sending, sir. Oh, yeah. Put the cups on him, Frank. We've already got the cups in your three pals. The two downstairs, the one in the other room. Take them out, boys. Remember these four, the ones who murdered Lieutenant O'Brien. The short-wave set won't be used any more tonight or any other night. Well, Norma, you really heard something that time. They were really captured by your men. They certainly were. Right now, they're being taken away so fast they don't know what's happening. Yes, but how did it happen just right then? That was the message I sent out the first thing I came into this room. We had everything set. Come on. I want to drive back and face them. Where are we going now, Dave? We've got a place where we hide people like them away for a while. A prison? Well, go over to a private prison. There are steel bars and escape-proof devices. That's what you mean. After that, it's the firing squad. All these people in these cells, Norma, are agents of the Gestapo or the Japanese Black Dragon. Let's go into this cell now. Wait. Oh, it's horrible. These prisoners just look at us. You can see in their eyes. They know they're going to be shot. Oh, God. Is it? Check and see if a Sir Hal Palmer has been brought in yet. If he has, bring him to this cell. I could. Yeah. Sit down in this car, Norma. We may have quite a little weight. Dave, how did you catch Sir Hal? We'll let him do the dogging when he gets here. Norma, let me tell you something. Because something very startling is about to happen. Lieutenant John O'Brien was a confidential messenger for the army. On his last mission, he was murdered in a train while the lights were out, the window was broken, and his body thrown out. You have been just a minute, Mr. Harding. Oh, good. Norma, we can't go by in the movement. Everything he did after he received those confidential instructions, O'Brien went back to his hotel room, and the only thing he did besides packing was to put in five telephone calls. Three were called for the army department, one was a call to his mother, and one was a call to a girl. We traced that call. It showed no hotel records. We immediately started investigating that girl, and it gradually showed up that her background wasn't quite what she claimed it to be. In other words, he found out that Lieutenant O'Brien was a trusted government messenger. He'd become acquainted with him, and started seeing his reveal of him. And when he telephoned her on this certain night and said he was going to San Francisco, she knew it must be an important business. And as he was a confidential government messenger, she knew he probably had the papers with him. So she passed the word on, gave orders, for the two men to board the train, and after a little while cut the electric light wires in that car, murder O'Brien, throw his body off at a certain prearranged time. Two other men in an automobile were waiting and carried his body away, because they were afraid he might have important papers on his person. Well, were those men who were running the short-wave station the ones who murdered his candidate O'Brien? Yes, but they received instructions from the woman to do it. The woman was the real murderer. Did you send for me to...? Yes. I believe you know, Miss Braille. Oh, yes, I've had that privilege. To hell with Palmer. That's right. For hell with you, Miss Braille. But I can't aspire to me. George Davis. You can't aspire? Well, he's the Canadian you sent me to work. He's the one I sold the papers from. And a very good job of stealing them you did, too. Miss Braille, you were under arrest by the United States government. Oh, no, no, no, I'll kill you. I'll kill myself. Take it away from her, Davis. Get out of here. Get out of here. While you were stealing the papers, Davis here was putting blank cartridges in the gun you had in your handbag. Killing comes pretty easy to you, doesn't it? You rat, you smite. I wasn't absolutely positive, but you were the woman, Miss Braille, till we heard that broadcast tonight and your spies passed on word about the revised fortification papers being sent to the coast Saturday night. Then I knew that you were the one we wanted because that was just a made-up story. And you and I were the only two in the whole world. Oh, Lord. What are you going to do with me? You're very unobserving. You should have noticed that this is a woman's section. And half an hour before we arrived, this very cell was reserved for you. This is a place that you're going to stay. Come on, Davis. You can't do this to me. You can't do it. Have a French refugee. Do you understand? Have a French refugee. You're a French refugee right from Berlin. You never saw France in your life. We checked your family. They live on connection south of Hamburg. You can't, you rat. You sminer. American is a sminer. She's about the most vicious spy we've taken in since the war started. I have a feeling she's responsible for a lot of important information leaking out, Davis. One thing's certain, she won't get out. That's great invisible army of undercover agents, which is working 24 hours a day, seven days a week to protect this country from enemies within. That's great. That's great. That's great. That's great.