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More Frigidaire refrigerators serve in more American homes than any other make. Frigidaire presents Herbert Marshall as Ken Thurston, the man called X. And with that long distance call from Monterey, Mexico, Pagan Zelschmidt was on the wire. After all, it's really nothing, Mr. Thurston. That's right, Chief. We're being mixed up in a smuggling ring. Good riddance. Might as well have thought I was thinking of flying to Monterey and seeing what I could do. Now wait a minute, Ken. That chiseler's not worth five minutes of Euro time. Maybe not. That smuggling rack it is. Chief, about a year ago the Mexican government stopped all non-essential imports. Yes, yes, I know. They need to conserve their dollars for farm machinery, irrigation projects, industrial equipment. Right. To better living conditions for the Mexican people. So what's happened? There's a steady stream of luxury goods being smuggled across the border from the United States. Draining off those mighty precious dollars. That's all true enough, Ken. No, no, please, Ken. Now, Chief, the Mexican people have started to blame us. They are good neighbors for the fact that luxury goods are available and the essentials of living are not. And if there ever was a time in history when nations have to be good neighbors. Okay, Ken, you'd better get started from Monterey. Naturally, with your credentials, Senor Thurston, we should be happy to release Senor Zelschmidt into your custody. Thanks, Inspector Martinez, but how'd you happen to pick him up? There is a place on the border road to Laredo, Texas. We have suspected for a long time of being a rendezvous for the smugglers. We prepared a trap two nights ago. And Zelschmidt walked into it, huh? See. We have held him in Communicado ever since. However, I am pretty well convinced by now that he knows little about the smuggling. Yeah, but maybe we better learn just what that little is. I was hoping you would remain here and work with us, Senor. With the good will of the people of both our countries affected by this smuggling, it is imperative that... Oh, pardon. See? Senor Angala. Bueno, there is a Senor Angala here who owns a small ranch nearby. He called a short while ago saying he had some information that might concern this smuggling. I thought you might care to meet with him. Of course, Inspector. Bueno, gracias, Angala. Senor Thurston, this is Senor Angala. Good to know you, Senor. And you, Senor Thurston. Welcome to our city of Monterey. He means that, Senor Thurston. He has a soft spot in his heart for Los Americanos. Sí, Senor. Are we not all Americanos? Of course, Angala. And I know that is the reason why you are here now. You can speak freely before, Senor Thurston. Bueno. Senoris, yesterday a twilight while riding toward a remote arroyo near the border of my land. I came upon a band of men with pack horses. Pack horses? Sí. What were they doing there? Well, when I rode toward them to inquire, they greeted me with a hail of bullets. Pretty rough thanks for your hospitality. Sí, sí. Particularly as that lonely arroyo might be quite useful as a hiding place for smuggle goods. You could ascertain nothing definite? They outnumbered me. But perhaps you could learn something from this man, Zelchmit. Or you might go out and investigate for yourself. I only hope it will prove to be of use to you. Ah, Senoris, if you will excuse me, I have supplies to purchase for my rancho. Senor Thurston, I extend to you the hospitality of my rancho. Pleased to avail yourself of it, eh? Adios, Senoris. Adios, Angala. Well, Senor Thurston, shall we ride to the rancho? I think I better stick around with Zelchmit, Inspector. As you wish. Though I do not believe he will be as cooperative as Angala. Maybe Angala was a little too cooperative. I am not certain I understand, Senor. If Peyton Zelchmit was held here in Communicado, Inspector, how come Angala knew he was under arrest? I swear to you, Mr. Thurston, it happened like I'd say. I was down here temporarily embarrassed for funds when this guy Carlos came up to me and gave me a sea note to carry an envelope to somebody on the border road. What was in that envelope, Peyton? Nothing. It was empty. And for this, that Martinis character tosses me into the cling. I am the scourge of justice, huh, Mr. Thurston? I'll let you know when you turn up Carlos for me. Well, there's El Café de laura where I met the Joker. Maybe he isn't there right now. Let's go in and see. Hello, Peyton. I don't see hide nor seek of him, Mr. Thurston. Maybe he... Hey! There's Stu Harding. Stu Harding? Sure, a taxon. He knows Carlos. Anyway, he said hello to him. Let's talk to him. Hello, Mr. Harding, my amigo friend. Wow! Mr. Thurston, one of my oldest dearest... Looking for the man by the name of Carlos. Hi, Mr. Harding. Do you know where we could latch on to him? Nope. I haven't seen him since that night. I knew it. See, Mr. Thurston? That crook knew something was wrong, so he used me for a guinea-hand. You saying that Carlos is a crook? Sure. Seems like I've been running into nothing, but crooks out of the border here. Well, I... I don't like to lock horns, El Schmidt, but I kind of like these Joes down here. Don't seem no different to me than nobody else. Just trying to get along in the world like you and me. Well, sure, Mr. Harding. Well, I didn't... Way out, figure it. Don't matter much what country a man's from, just as long as he's real people. How'd that hit you, Thurston? I'll swing along, Harding, but that's not getting us any closer to Carlos. That's right. But maybe Juanita could help you. Juanita? Yeah, the girls sitting at their table over there. Hey, look at that boy with a torrid tamale. Yeah. Juanita knows just about everybody who's ever been in Monterey. Why not ask her about this, Carlos? Thanks for the tip, Harding. I will. Well, I'm right with you, Mr. Thurston. See you later, Pagon. What, Mr. Thurston? Buenos noches, senorita. May I join you? It took you long enough to ask, senor. Oh? I've been hoping you would join me for ten minutes now. Any particular reason why? A handsome senor from the United States. You are 13 for Juanita, senor. Well, that's being frank enough. Juanita, you find me attractive, no? Very. I find you the same. Oh, thanks. So, what is it you wish of me, senor? A song to buy me a drink? I'm a very agreeable person. What is your pleasure? At the moment, a very simple one. Some information. Oh, you please support me, senor. Sorry, but I was wondering if you knew a man around here by the name of Carlos. Do you know a man in the United States by the name of Smith? No. Not many are familiar with the border roads of Laredo. No. You know, senor, there is nothing Juanita would not do for a friend. Do I qualify? That would depend. Oh, well. On how much it was worth to you. Mm-hmm. What is the price of friendship these days? I think I could be a very good friend for $200, American. Happy? Gracias. You know, Ricardo, senor. The marketplace? Mm-hmm. The cattle stores are the north end. If you will be there in two hours now, I think you will find what you seek. I can depend on that. How could you doubt it, senor? After all, are we not friends? Hey, Joe, pardon, but it's important that I speak with you, senor. What's on your mind? Oh, I was returning from the marketplace when I saw you leaving El Café del Oro. I feel that I must warn you, senor. Warn me what about? Well, there are certain people who frequent that café who have no love for those from the United States. Believe me, I found that out. Yeah. I wonder if Stu Harding knows that. Senor Hall? You know him? Ah, yes. He owns the ranch. He was directly next to mine. We have become quite good names. That could be very interesting, Angala. What do you mean, senor? That ravine where you saw those men and pack horses. Didn't you say it was near the border of your land? Yes, yes, that is correct. Why is directly between... Senor? Between your ranch and Harding's. Yes, senor, but I never gave it a thought. Yeah. He has been such a good neighbor. I guess it's hard to tell sometimes just what... just how far a good neighbor policy will go. I could be back at the café giving that Juanita three or four degrees. Forget it, Pagon. I want you to identify him. But it's so dark here at this time of night. Why did Juanita have to pick such a lonely spot anyway? Now, these cattle stalls are just up ahead. We'll see you in a few minutes, wherever they'll knock. Come on, Pagon, get down. Somebody sort up there, Pagon. Come on. But I'm perfectly happy here with the cows, Mr. Thirsh. Come on. Hey, that's Carlos, Mr. Rex. Boy, you really got him. No, I didn't get him. He was shot in the back. In the back? Yeah. Carlos, can you hear me? Who shot you? Can't. Somebody double-crossed you to keep him from talking. Now, who did it? Who's back of this? Do not know. And who do you get your orders from? Can you tell me that? Artists... Get orders from... Yes? Get orders from... Angala. The ranch house is all lit up. That's in your Angala must be expecting us. Then we won't disappoint him, Pagon. Come on, Pagon. The ranch house is all lit up. That's in your Angala must be expecting us. Then we won't disappoint him, Pagon. Come on. How do you like that? Nobody home. And I thought this job was over. Did you, Pagon? Look over there near the window. Over there near the... At close range. But the clothes say it's Angala. Then what Carlos told us don't mean a thing. If this Angala's been murdered, there must be somebody else mixed up in this. Hey, maybe somebody who was giving him orders. Yeah. That's right, Pagon. This job isn't over. It's just begun. Just a moment, we continue with Frigidaire's Man Called X, created by J. 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Yes, here are three things to think about when you buy a refrigerator. The refrigerator itself, the manufacturer who makes it and the dealer who sells it to you. You'll be sure on all three counts if you follow this one simple rule. Ask to see the name Frigidaire. And you ask to see a new refrigerator. And ought to return to Frigidaire's man-called ex-starring Herbert Marshall. The Mexican government to stop non-essential imports in order to use its precious dollars for the betterment of living conditions among the people. But the smuggling of American luxury goods across the border threatens to drain away those precious dollars. That's why Kent Thurston flew to Monterey. Now an hour after the discovery of a senior Angola's body, Inspector Martinez has taken over. Ken and Pagan are driving away from the ranch house. You've got everything straight, Pagan. Oh, sure, Mr. X, it's a cinch. That baby will fall for me like a ton of lead. I'm not interested in that. Now, when you're through, report back to me at the hotel. Okay, but where are you going meanwhile? To pay a little call on Stu Harding. The guy from Texas? What do you want to see him for? He's a neighbor of Angola's, Pagan. I just want to see how neighborly he can rarely be. I didn't know he was such a close friend of yours, Harding. He wasn't, but I always figured him to be your right-nice ombre. Uh-huh. Ever have any business dealings with him? Nope. Didn't even ship our cattle together. Kind of a shame, too. Why is that? Well, we both shipped a Laredo. Both got cattle in there right now, as a matter of fact. But you saved money by sharing the same cattle trucks. Why didn't you? I didn't know these people were going to be so friendly like when I bought this place a year ago, so I got my own. Yeah. Well, if there's nothing more, you can tell me I'll be on the way. By the way, Harding. Yeah? That's a can of gun oil on your table. Wouldn't have been feeding a shotgun recently, would you? Matter of fact, there was, Birston. Coyote was bothering my chickens. Just got the critter tonight. No harm in that, is there? No. Just as long as the coyote's name wasn't Angola. Good night, Harding. That's right, baby. I thought maybe we could smooch over a couple of things or two. Anything Juanita can do for you. You have put the name and the chair be yours. Now you're talking, baby. For a fight. Naturally for it. Hey, who was talking about money? Unless you care to speak to Juanita with cold crush, senor. You're but wasting your time. Oh, now, baby. Adios, senor. Now, wait a minute. Okay, okay. Hey, how would you like a slice of 10,000 American Somolians? And where would you get 10,000, senor? I got inside information we can get as a reward. Now, look, baby. That inspector Martinez and Mr. Thurston got a hunch that Stu Harding is mixed up in it. If you latch on to some evidence that'll help me pin it on him, we'll split the reward right up and down the middle. 60-40. You're a fool, sir, you're there, Schmidt. I know nothing of these. And if I did, I most certainly would not tear you. But, baby. I think perhaps you'd tear him now. But who need them? Before I have played or throw you out. Good night. But... Good night. Thurston speaking. Hello, Mr. Thurston. This is a pleasant surprise. He's hit, senor Thurston. Are you doubted? A success in your Harding will return from Laredo tonight. What would I find if I did one, Eater? Enough to... Inspector Martinez. See, senor Thurston. My men have blocked the road from Laredo. Nothing can get by. Good. I only hope you know what you're doing, senor. Don't worry, inspector. I do. You see, I got the tip from a very good friend of mine. Inspector Martinez knows what he's doing, Harding. But may a truck smuggle stuff. Maybe he's right, eh, Mr. Thurston? They've almost finished and they haven't found nothing yet. Yes, inspector. Would you and senor Harding come over to this truck, please? Well, Harding. Sure, why not? What is it, inspector? Look here, senores. This section of the flooring. There's another bottom underneath the bottom. Precisely. A false flooring on the truck. And here, senores. I shine my flashlight inside. You see? Boy, take a couple of ganders at that. Radius, cameras, perfumes. Yes. All comparable goods. Brought in the Mexico in empty cattle trucks from the radar. Well, Harding? There's something plenty wrong here, Thurston. That truck ain't mine. It belongs to the Angala Ranch. It won't wash, Harding. You've told me yourself you'll never use Angala's trucks for your cattle. Inspector, you'd better put him under arrest. We clean up this smuggling racket thanks to my unvaluable services and start back where you're safe. Or instead of crossing the border, we stop at this jerk whistle hotel. That's right, there you are. Here's the elevator. Two, please. I'm not here anyway. Inspector Martinez's man told me an old friend was stopping here. I want to say hello. Here's the room. Hello, I need to. Mind if we come in? Mind, senor? You know you are always welcome. Please, too. Thanks. Very happy that you are here, but how does it happen, amigo? Oh, it was simple, baby. After I slapped that no good Harding in the clink for smuggling, I had nothing on my hands but time. Harding arrested? Then my information was of some value came. It helped, Juanita. Halfway no. I'm so glad for your sake. And not for yours? Mine. I thought your only interest was in that little check. So you have come here merely to pay me? I must confess I'm a little disappointed. You'll be more than a little disappointed, Juanita. You're not getting any check. Not getting it. But you've seen your Harding is under arrest. You didn't lead us to any evidence against him. Sure you're joking. Did I not inform you to stop his trucks? That's right. And we found the one with false flooring and the contraband. Then you admit I led you to the evidence. It's evidence all right, but not against Harding. I know you're joking. Who else could it possibly be used against? Against the person we're very after, Juanita. Angala. Angala? Mr. Thurston, it must be this Mexican heat or something. That Angala character is dead. No, no, Pagon. He wanted us to think so because he was afraid we were closing in. That's why he killed Carlos and murdered one of his ranch hands with a shotgun so the man couldn't be recognized. Angala dressed the body in his clothes so we jumped to the proper conclusions. How can you possibly believe that? Because the same thing that started him smuggling that made you work with him gave you both away. Gold. Gold? What gold? The extra $10,000 I offered Juanita. It looked like a soft touch. $10,000 for pinning their crimes on someone else. So they tried to frame Harding by slipping one of Angala's trucks for this convoy. And just how did that give us away, Mr. Rex? It's Angala. Yeah. So you were in the next room, Angala? You will answer my question, senor. Oh, I see the gun. I'll answer. Who else but you would have known about the false flooring in that truck? Or would have slipped it into Harding's convoy? And Juanita should have made that telephone call to call you about it. Martina's had it traced. I see. Juanita get behind me. Open the door into the hallway. See, Angala. You can't get out that way, Angala. Martina's and his men were out there. Martina's. He's bluffing. Open the door. But if he's not... Open the door. See, she... Angala! Get under arrest, Angala. Drop the gun. Get out of my way, you fool, victim! It's all over, Mr. Rex. No, there you are. It's not over. There are others besides these two, many others. But they'll give themselves away someday, just as these two did. You see, Juanita and Angala thought of their neighbors only in terms of money. Not as fellow men. They didn't know that men can't live without the faith and goodwill of others. Well, they've learned now, all right. Yeah? They've learned that men can't live for gold alone. Frigidaire's man called X has redundant each week with the best wishes of your Frigidaire dealer. I invite you to come in and learn about the famous line of Frigidaire electric appliances. Refrigerators, ranges, water heaters, home freezers, the new automatic washer, dryer, ironer, and many other Frigidaire refrigerating and air conditioning products for homes, farms, stores, offices and factories. Excuse me, Mr. Niles, but can you tell me something about Frigidaire electric ranges? I'd be glad to, but say, here's a better idea. See these wonderful Frigidaire electric ranges for yourself. Learn all about them at your Frigidaire dealers. And our Frigidaire star, Herbert Marshall. Thanks for being with us. Next week, worth your wait and go, the story of modern piracy off the China coast. As usual, Leon Balask will be along as Pagon Zelchman. So join us once you're when next I return as a man called X. Good night. Frigidaire's man called X is directed by D. Engelbach with music composed and conducted by Johnny Green. Tonight's story was written by Sidney Marshall and Maurice Zim. So until next week, same time, same station, this is Wendell Niles speaking for Frigidaire, made only by General Motors. All characters and incidents used on this program are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons or incidents is purely coincidental. CVS to Columbia, broadcast in session.