 Luck presents Hollywood. The Luck's Radio Theatre brings you Ida Lupino, Brianna Hearn, Dane Maywhitty and Edith Barrett in Ladies in Retirement. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Cecil B. DeMille. Ladies and gentlemen, Ida Lupino was born in London during an air raid. The only star I know who began life in such stormy style. Of course, that was during the First World War when a bombing was done from Zeppelin. It was an exciting start to a career that hasn't had a dull moment since. Tonight she's teamed with Brianna Hearn, who's been acting in the big leagues for many seasons. The play is Ladies in Retirement, which had a long run on Broadway and then became a hit Columbia Picture with Ida Lupino stars. For general excellence, our supporting cast is hard to beat because it's headed by Dane Maywhitty and Edith Barrett. Ms. Barrett is currently playing a part for me at Paramount in the story of Dr. Wussel. Ladies in Retirement is one of those plays an audience remembers for years. It's a strange and weird compound of love and hate and hope and horror. Good Theatre comes in many different forms and Luck's Toilets Out brings you all of us. Looking for plays is like looking for new stars. There are almost no rules to guide the searcher. And yet there's more than luck in picking both of them. The men who sit for hours in darkened projection rooms looking at screen tests of potential stars all have their own yardsticks to measure the candidates. One thing I always look for is a lovely complexion. And the acid test comes when a girl's face is magnified many times in a close-up. But long before that close-up is made, wise starlets go into training with Luck's Toilets Out. And now the curtain rises on the first act of Ladies in Retirement. Starring Brianna Hearn as Albert, Ida Lupino as Ellen, Dane Maywhitty as Miss Fisk, and Edith Barrett as Louisa. England, 1885. On the marshlands in the region of the 10th Estuary, a chill wind flows forever from the seas with a cheerless gray landscape broken only by an occasional lonely house surrounded by pockets and wisps of parts. At the doorway of one of these houses stands a girl, Ellen Creed. In her hand she holds a letter just delivered. This letter will change the lives of many people. It will mean the death of one. Where are you? Yes, Miss Fisk. Is there any mail? No. No, Miss Fisk. Just this one letter for me. Oh, well, don't make a train, Ellen. No, I won't. And about that business I wanted to see to for me in London. This note is for Mr. Scott at the bank. It's about those Brazilian bonds as mine, and, uh, Ellen, you're not listening. Oh, but I am, Miss Fisk. You seem upset. Bad news. Oh, I don't want to bother you with my trouble. Isn't the question of bothering me why you've become almost like a daughter, Ellen? Well, Miss Fisk, this letter is for my sisters, Emily and Louisa. They're very unhappy back in London without them. After all, I've only seen them once since I've come to work for you. Well, you'll be seeing them today, won't you? And then everything will be all right, I'm sure. Well, Miss Fisk... Well, tell him to hurry himself. I can't forgot your sisters, Ellen. Thank you, Miss Fisk. I've written them so much about you. How kind you've been. I thought to have you. You might allow them down so they can give it one day. Certainly, yes. But anytime. Now hurry the earth. Miss Fisk, yes? Well, it's occurred to me that since they've been so retarded lately, and if it is all right to invite them, might I bring them back with me this time? What now, Ellen? Oh, they won't be a bother. I promise, Miss Fisk. And it will mean so much to them. Very well, my dear. You bring them with you by all means, for a day or two. Oh, thank you, Miss Fisk. I can't tell you how great they fly, Ellen. Oh, well, don't fly, my dear. What did you say their names were? Emily and Louisa. They are quite a good deal older than I am. But I've always looked up. Oh, well, run along. Run along. Tell them I'll be happy to see them. Thank you so much. A little promise. I will know, Fisk will know, Fisk will know. And I said to him, Fiskie bird, Why do you sit, Fisk will know, Fisk will know, Fisk will know. Who's out there? Who is it? Oh. Oh, go on, don't stop. For you. What are you doing in that window? Let me. Very nice girl. What do you want? I'll see you in and I'll tell you. Very well, young man. You may come in. But mine's your manners. Oh, I will. Isn't this where Miss Ellen Cree lives? Yes, she lives here. What do you wish to see her about? Oh, it's a personal matter. She's my aunt. I'm Albert Feather. Your aunt? Ellen? Anna Price. Her mother was my father's uncle's second wife. Where do you come from? Graves End. I work in a bank there. Oh, that's a very long walk. I'm afraid it's all been for nothing. Your aunt Ellen's gone to London. I'm some business for me. Oh. How long won't she be away? A few days. A few? Oh, fine. It's never been too late. Is there anything I can do? I miss Fisk. Your aunt's been working here as a sort of housekeeper companion. Oh. Oh, I didn't know. I haven't seen her for five years. Well, am I so? I wonder. Well, what's the double? What is it, double? It's double, right enough. Oh, I hardly like to tell you. Oh, I see. What's the amount? Well, pounds. How much? Twelve pounds. That's a lot of money. I know. On what word? I've got to have it by tonight. I'm short at the bank. It means jail if I can't put it back before the cashier kicks up. Dambling? No. It's a girl. Oh. Are you engaged, sir? Oh, no. She's an actress. She was in a traveling company in Grey's Inn. What? At the old grand? You know it. Why if I sleep there? Here's a go-go. Oh, are you an actress? Brunch row of the chorus. Of course, from the right. She was in the chorus, too. I expected to cut off the supper, and then she persuaded you to go around the shops with us. Now, how did you know? Oh, uh, imagination, my boy. Well, it's all right. She's over the hills now, to some other town and to some other food. They're a little steep. Well, don't you worry any more about it. I'll give you the pedal style. You will? That's my order, you understand? Of course, it's a mother who... Oh, you're a lifesaver. Now, you wait here. I just run upstairs and get my keys. It's a pity that aren't more like you. Well, that's my dad. It's a massive opinion. Hey, do you mind if I think along your eyebrows? No. It's the same on the old world over. It's the poor at what gets the blame while the rich is all at a pleasure. Now ain't there to blimp in the shame? Oh, well, come in. Thank you. You were. Look at Armie and the men, boy. So fun, yeah? Why, doesn't they try to wash up any male fish here, my lovely? No. Men just stare to dance in these shops. That is all but the owens. The owens go off to man in some foreign parts. Soon as they can. Oh, and are you going off to foreign parts? It depends. Depends on what? Anyone ever up to me. I shouldn't think that eyes like them would be any difficult. So what? What's your name? Lucy. I'm the maid here. What's yours? Elvis. I'm Miss Creed Matthews. Ronnie, I've never heard about you. Oh, that must be remedy. How about making the most of a male fish? Now, one has washed up. Hey, what about a little fish? Oh, no, you mustn't. I don't know you. Oh, you don't have to know people to kiss them. Well, I do. I mean, don't you hear? All right, my girl. It's your loss. Have Lucy been entertaining you, Albert? Hey, oh, uh, she came in and, uh, we was having a word or two, you know. You do, ma'am. Nice looker. Is he cute? I, uh, I didn't notice. Oh, come now, Albert. Don't lose your sense of humor. I hope you're not one of those people who won't benefit from experience. Otherwise, my soul sounds and they're rather wasted, won't they? Oh, don't you worry, Miss Fitz. I've had my lesson. I hope so. This is where I keep my little horn. It's an old bake oven, really. Mm-hmm. Well, that's cool, isn't it? Yes. Yeah, what's that? That, uh, that iron poker thing. This is what they used to pull the loaves out with. Of course we don't use it as a bake oven. It hasn't been used in years. Now then, 12 pounds, I think you said? I, uh, I suppose you couldn't make it 15. No, I couldn't. No, you couldn't. Well, do I, uh, do I give you an IOU? No, thank you. This isn't a loan. I shouldn't like you to incur the remorse of not paying it back. You're a daisy. Now, let's forget all about it. If you come next week, you would have found three of your aunts here. Ellen's bringing her sisters back from London. What, the potty ones? Potty? Could hear as much in a cage. Oh, but they're quite harmless. Especially when Aunt Ellen's around. Well, that's a comfort. They're coming to stay here for a few days. It seems to mean quite a lot to Aunt Ellen. Oh, they word why she's looked after them since she was a kid. She's watched over them like there was a couple of perishing babes in arms. Well, I think that's very commendable of her. Perhaps. Well, carry on. Oh, uh, oh, by the way, uh, I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention our little, uh, transaction to Aunt Ellen. Oh. Very well. If you like. Thanks. So long, my lady. Potty. The potty one. I think you'd better have a scarf around you, dear. It's getting quite chilly. Listen. What's that? Those are the priory bells, Emily, from over the marshes. I shan't like that. Emily, hey. Those are the special curse bells. Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong. Aren't the marshes tricky, Emily? No. The brass is too long and untidy. If I had a knife and a bit of string, I'd cut it and tie it up in bundles. Are there any feet here in the marshes? No, gentlemen. Yes. My sister would like to know if there's any sheep on the marshes. Oh, yes, Miss. I think sheep are so clever to chew their cubs the way they do. It's very difficult. I've tried. If you ought to be a sailor, Missy, they're always chilling to bat us. The man I was to marry, Mr. Taylor, he gave me this tennis coat. It's all I have to remember him by. He would rest the feet. They were all brown. Must have been a bit of sadness for you, Missy. Oh, no. I'd quite forgotten what it looked like. I saw a brown man once. They took him out of the tent. He was green. Oh. Oh, look. There's a bird's nest in the road. Yes, there is. I should like to have that, Ellen. Wait. Please stop, will you? Yes, Miss. Oh, that's cool. Be careful, Emily. Yes. Emily likes bird's nest. She always did. But I don't. I have you to follow, dear, through a cobwebbing, and it has a horrid smell. It mustn't be wasted. I shall save it till next year, and then I'll put it back again. Who knows where we'll be, Mr. Well, not in London, anyway. You promised that, Ellen. Yes, dear, I promised. Look. Look at my arm, Ellen. Louisa. How did you get that mark? She did it. She beat me. Who? That woman in London. She didn't give us enough food either. Mr. Flynn, she said. Louisa used to cry all night. I didn't. She couldn't get to Flynn me. We'll be all right here, though. Won't we? With Mr. He won't, please. No, darling. He won't, please, please. No one will, Ellen. Never. Mr. My sister, Emily, and my sister, Lisa. How'd you do, Emily? We are very glad to be here. Louisa, how are you? Don't touch me, please. Where is it? I don't like people to touch me. Who, really? Louisa, dear. An afraid misfit for those who are very rude. She doesn't like people to touch her, that's all. Oh, what beautiful furniture. Just like we used to have before we lost all our money. Some of these are lost things here. I can't afford them at my studio shop before I came to live here. I want my tea. And I want to walk. But Melly's train was very busy. She's always talking about the bridge. But what would be so exciting here? Where? Blendiness is next to godliness. Don't you think? I'm quite clean, I believe. And I don't know whether I'm the picture or the godly. Oh, I thought you were a Roman. Isn't that your shrine there? All those candles. Miss, this is a Roman, dear. And a very diverse one. Now, come along, both of you. Father didn't approve of Roman? And neither did I. Now, come down. Well, I'm tired, Miss. We've had a long trip. Yes, I'm tired. I'm not. I never get tired. Sometimes I walk about the house all night. I can't stand it. I just can't stand it, Missy. I'm utterly exhausted clearing up after their messes. Oh, I don't wonder, Miss. So am I. And you should see their bedroom so I could go. I know it. If it isn't one thing, it's another. Why, for the last six weeks I might just as well have been living in the middle of Secondary Circus. My heart won't stand it. Go and get me my smelling sauce. Yes, Miss. Oh, well, Miss. Yes, what is it? Well, baby's dying much longer. They have my invitation to go this evening. Oh, dear. I wonder where Emily's gone to. She ought to be back by now. I can't see her anywhere, even through my telescope. I wish I were brave like Emily. I should like to take long walks too and pick up things. Perhaps I should be able to after we've stayed here longer. Oh, I'm sure you will, dear. I shall be staying here, shouldn't I? You're not planning to send us away, are you, Ellen? No, dear. Of course I'm not. Now, come along. Let's walk back to the house. Perhaps Emily's there. This is what you always promised us, Ellen. A little place in the country where we can always be safe. Yes, dear. That's the one thing I've been working for, ever since we had to give up the old house. Well, naturally, estuary house could never be like that. But it's nice enough. And Miss Fisk has been very kind to it. Miss Fisk? May I tell you something, Ellen? Just one of my secrets. Of course you may, dear. I don't like Miss Fisk. Couldn't we send her away? Then it would really be just the three of us. But, Louisa, I keep telling you, it's her house. Oh, no, you'll never make me believe that. All our lovely things are there. We'll never have to go away. We'll... No, darling. I've promised you. Never. What in the world are you doing here? I brought some wood. I got a nice lot today. I found it on the riverbank. Oh! What are you thinking of? Making a mess like that all over my clean floor. I must tidy up the riverbanks. I hate waiting. And I hate litter. Now, you clear it away immediately. I won't be ordered to do things. Oh! This is too much. And look at my best polished table. Look how these shells all scratched it. And what's this? Wet sea with a... and a highly dead bird. Oh! Leave my bird alone. It's going in the fireplace where it belongs. No! There! No! Oh, you! That was one of my treasures! My treasures! Emily? Emily, what's wrong? I hate her. She threw my bird into the fireplace. Emily, can you throw yourself? Look what she's done with her ridiculous shells. It'll take months of hard polishing to put that table right. Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss Fisk. I'll put it right. Oh, no, Emily, you shan't do it. You shan't do it. I'll do it. Let me do it. I'll polish it every day all through the winter. That's very sweet of you, Miss Louisa. But I don't think you'll be here all through the winter. Oh, but we shall, Ellen Fisk. You're mistaken, Louisa. I said nothing of the kind. But you did, you promised. Louisa will be quiet. You promised. Oh, my heavens! This is the last straw. You drive me as crazy as you felt. Oh, Ellen Fisk. You shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it. But I've had about as much as I can endure. Emily, take Louisa upstairs. Now stop your crying, Louisa. There's nothing to cry about. Well, do you hear? Go upstairs, both of you, and close the door behind you. Come, Louisa. That was a cruel thing to say. But it's true. One with her telescope and the other with her mania for collecting things. They are insane. Both of them. Please don't use that word again. Emily was right. People who have all they want never seem to understand how much the smallest things mean to those who haven't. Oh, really? I don't think this calls for a sermon. I've been more than generous to you and your sisters. Well, people have always been very generous to you, Mrs. My sisters and I have never had any friends to send us money. That's hardly my fault, is it? No. But don't you ever feel that you might have a responsibility to those less fortunate than you? I don't know what you're talking about. Life hasn't been very kind to us in this. Every penny we've ever had, I've had to work for. Every penny. So you can't blame me for fighting for my family. That's very admirable. But it's your family and not mine. And let me tell you this. Your sisters, insane or not, have overstayed their welcome. I invited them for two days and they've stayed six weeks. Or perhaps you were planning to keep them here forever. Well, I... I had thought that I might pay something out of my wages to what they keep. Hey! You're a hypocrite. You're worse. You're a cheat. You meant to poise your wretched rude on me and bleed me white. But you've chosen the wrong woman. You'll get those sisters of yours out of this house at once. And you'll take a month's wages and go with her. Mrs. Who's there? Who's out there? Who is it? Mrs. May I come in? What are you prowling about at this hour? I wanted to talk to you. Please. Well, mind your tongue, girl. We don't want any more of this afternoon's unpleasantness. I'm so sorry about that, Mrs. I shouldn't have spoken to you as I did. No, you shouldn't. Mrs. Do you remember the letter that arrived the day I went away to London? Yes, what about it? Well, it was the near landlady. Emily and Louisa had... Well, it's been a little difficult. She'd sent for the police. They were going to be put away in an institution. The landlady was quite right. That's where they belong. But, Mrs. You don't understand. They're my sisters. They've no one else in the world to turn to but me. That's why I can't send them away. Ellen. Oh, I promise they'll never come anywhere near you again. You'll never even know they're in the house. I look after them myself. I cook their meals for them. Oh, I promise they won't be any more trouble. Mrs. They must be with me. They must. Ellen. Have you quite gone out of your mind? You must be blind if you can't realize they'd always be getting in my way. No. You pat them off tomorrow. Tomorrow. You understand? Yes, Mrs. I understand. Ellen. Stop crying, Linda. So, to speak to you. But you told me you were going to send us away. I'm not going to send you away. We heard you. We were little. Isn't she terrible, Ellen? She's wicked. I'm not going to send you away. Never. Never, dear. Never. Well, then, if you're not going to send us away, what are you going to do? I don't know. I'm sick. I'm sick. In a few moments, Mr. DeMille and our stars Brian Ahern, Ida Lupino, Dame May Whitty, and Edith Barrett will return in act two of Ladies in Retirement. And now, here's a young lady who I think you may recognize. She's busy. I won't be right home from the office tonight, mother. I promise to put in an extra hour at the canteen. She's popular. Hello, Jim. Yes, I heard you were going back to camp tomorrow. A late movie? Well, yes, of course. And she's smart. Ooh. One o'clock. Yes, I miss my beauty seek. But I'm not missing my beauty care. Not after the way Jim kept calling me gorgeous all evening. Well, she's a luxe girl, of course. As modern as a minute and mighty attractive, too. A girl with the irresistible charm of smooth, lovely skin. She's found a complexion care that works. And she's wise enough never to neglect it. She says... My luxe soap-active lather facials are so quick and easy. Here's all I do. I smooth lots of the creamy lather well in. I rinse with warm water, rinse back on cold, and use a soft towel to pat my face dry. It's wonderful how smooth and soft that rich lather makes my skin feel. Now, there's the gentle complexion care used by lovely women all over the country. Busy women like the screen stars who devote so many of their leisure hours to war work. Nine out of ten of them depend on luxe toilet soap to give their skin thorough daily care it must have to stay smooth and fresh. Luxe toilet soap is a real beauty soap, you see. Hard milled and satin smooth. With lather so rich and luxurious, it feels like a caress on the skin. Why not try these daily active lather facial screen stars? Put luxe toilet soap on your shopping list for tomorrow. And if your dealer happens to be temporarily out of stock due to wartime conditions, please be patient. You'll have more shortly. Remember, luxe toilet soap is worth waiting for. Now, our producer, Mr. DeMille. Act two of Ladies in Retirement, starring Ida Lupino as Ellen, Brianna Hearn as Albert, Dame Mae Whitty as Miss Fisk, and Edith Barrett as Louisa. I'm not going to think you'll win. I'm not going to think. I'm not going to think. The night is over and Ellen's plans have been made. Dark beach plans hatched in the black of night into the mournful crying of the wind. In their room, the two mad sisters wait for Ellen. They are dressed for traveling. I've always wanted to explore an old castle. Will it have a dungeon, do you think? They all have dungeons, and they're sure to be secret passageways in places where they hide senior. And I'm sure Miss Fisk has lots of exciting things hidden in here. I've heard jewels, I'm sure. I've looked in all her boxes and haven't been able to find them. In that oven down there, the one with the iron door. Are you both ready? Oh, yes, Ellen. I managed to pack all the lunch into one bag. Mine! Now, dear, come here and sit down. I haven't told you the real reason why you're being sent away for the whole day. The truth is, I want to be entirely alone with Miss Fisk for few hours. Is that why you got rid of Lucy, too? I didn't get rid of Lucy, Emily. She had a toothache. Oh, Ellen, dear, you know that's not true. She didn't want to go at all. I said she had a toothache, Liga. Now, listen. Last night while you were both asleep, I had a long talk with Miss Fisk. She's tired of the marshes, and she wants to travel for a bit. I persuaded her to tell me this house. Not really, Ellen. We haven't discussed price yet. That's why I must be alone with her. We may want more than you're prepared to pay. I'm prepared to pay quite a big price, Emily. Oh, lovely, lovely. Now, there's one more thing. The most important. You see this Bible, both of you. Well, I want you to swear on it by Father's memory that you will never repeat a word of my buying this house as long as you live. What do I say? Just say, I'll say. Oh, I swear. You, too, Emily. I won't swear on the Bible. It's wicked. If you don't, Emily, I shan't buy the house and I'll send you both back to London. I don't like being made to do things. I promise. Now, remember, that is a sacred oath. Well, here's things. Hurry now, there's no time to wait. Ellen! Yes, Mrs. Oh! Oh! You startled me. I'm so sorry. It's quite all right here. I just didn't realize you were there. I must say it's quite pleasant here this evening. I'm quiet for a change. You mean now that my sister's gone? I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to hurt you. You haven't hurt me. I'm sorry. You might turn the lamp on in India. It's getting quite dark. I could scarcely see the music sheet. Did you hear me? Turn on the lamp, dear. Dear. I don't want to ask you again. Oh! Yes? What do you want? Maybe some in. Are you nuns? Yes. We're from the priory just down the road. We'd like to speak to Miss Ellen. Unless Miss Fisk is there. No, she isn't. Miss Fisk has been away for over two weeks. So we heard. I wonder if you tell Miss Ellen... She's busy in the kitchen. Emily. Emily, we're having our manners here. Come in, sister. Oh, thank you, Miss Ellen. I didn't know you were here. We were just in the middle of putting up some prince sham. Oh, please don't apologize. I'm afraid we've come on a begging, Ellen. Our supply of oil hasn't arrived from Rochester. And the Reverend Mother wondered if we might borrow a can for over Sunday. Well, of course. Lucy, will you run off into the Fed and bring in a can of paraffin? Yes, Miss Ellen. I noticed the candles were burning at the side, Miss Ellen. Oh, yes. Ellen's taken to lighting them lately. She thinks Miss Fisk would like her to. She says it keeps her memory burning. Oh. When are you expecting her back? Well, I really couldn't say it, Mr. Trader. She hasn't written for over a fortnight. I was so surprised to learn she'd gone. She hadn't mentioned she was planning a journey. No. No, it was quite unexpected. She had a letter from some old friend inviting her on a trip. The Reverend Mother has been wondering what you'll do about her rent from the different three ASF fees we hire from this trip. Well, I'm managing all her affairs while she's away. If you'll send it to me, I'll forward it when I get her next address. Thank you, Miss Ellen. Oh, thank you. Thank you, Miss Ellen. Not at all, Sister. Good night. Good night. Good night. Come for the door, dear. Yes, Ellen. All right, all right. Don't yell like that. I won't eat you. Louisa, what's the matter? Oh. Who are you and what do you want? Well, dear Aunt Ellen, after all these years, I'm Albert. Don't you remember me? Albert. That's right. So it is. Then it's the Albert being here. Where on earth did you come from? Grave's end on a duck's back. It's Albert right enough, always saying funny things. Oh, he's so true. Yes, so I see. Well, don't stand there dripping all over my best drugs. Get along to the kitchen fire with your wet things. Oh, that's more like my loving auntie. My very distant auntie. Now we'll have fun with Albert here. I'll go and set your dressing down. And I'll get a towel so you can go yourself. Well, Blimey, if it isn't a regular family, what a reunion, a real homecoming, this. Albert, why have you come here? Well, it can wait till I'm dry outside and not to dry in, eh? Fine out here, auntie. I'll say, is this all yours? No, of course not. It belongs to the woman I work for. It fits. Oh, and where is he, my dear aunt? Away. Away, eh? Fine. Well, five years, auntie old girl. What of it? You've changed. You've not. Same big blue eyes, though. And still, lady, touch me not, eh? Let go of me. I'm in no mood for your foolishness. And the way you seem to be all keyed up a little on my foolishness might do you no harm. Here's the dressing down, Albert. Oh, thanks, my girl. I'll slip into this later. Now, dear, run up to bed, both of you. I want to talk with Albert. But we don't want to go to bed. No, we want to stay and talk to Albert. Well, go on. Do as Aunt Ellen says. Total up to bye-bye, like good little girls. Very well. Good night, Albert. Good night, my lady. Good night, Albert. Good night. Now, Albert, let's get down to cases. Why have you come here, and what do you want? Well, auntie, eh, to cut is fine. I'm, eh, I'm sort of taking a compulsory holiday from the bank over at Graves Inn, where I've been working. In other words, you've lost your job. Oh, I've given it up. You haven't done anything wrong, have you? Well, I, eh, I sort of helped myself to a little salary I wasn't entitled to. You mean you've stolen money? You've got it, auntie. How much? Oh, a small matter of, eh, 100 pounds. I see. But I suppose you want me to give you 100 pounds so you can put it there. Well, I'm afraid it's too late for that. They've found out. The police have. The police? Yes, a friend passed me the tip they were coming, so I took French leave. Yes, but they'll follow me. They'll come here. Oh, don't worry. No one knows our different relations out here on the marshes. I'd be staying here for a lifetime. Well, you're certainly not going to stay here for a lifetime. Well, surely you don't mind my staying here for a little while, do you? Have it all blown over? And then what do you propose to do? We're out of the country. America, Australia, any old where. But I'm counting on you to help me. I need money for the passage. I'm stoned. Oh, I don't see why I should concern myself with your affairs. I'll end in prison if you don't. Oh, you're not the source that turned down somebody who was in trouble and needed your help. You wouldn't fail your own flesh and blood, would you? I'm no flesh and blood of yours, Elder. Oh, won't you give me a chance to start again? I promise. Cross me out. I'll never do anything wrong again for the rest of me. Oh, now come on. Let me go. Oh, very well. I'll do it. Bless you well. And you're a daisy, you are. We'll talk about it in the morning. Can you sleep on the sofa tonight? Oh, I don't mind where I sleep, old girl. You seem to be talking this all very lightly, Albert. You have told me the worst, haven't you? I mean, there isn't anything else. What else? Well, there are worse things than healing. As for instance? Oh, no, there's no blood on me, Ann. Putting people out calls for real nerve, you know. Yes. Good night, Albert. Nighty night. Good morning, Lucy, my girl. I was just fooling around with his headlock, and it came off. Oh, you son of a bitch. That oven's run as thick as it's available. Well, how does she get at him with a pickaxe? Look, there's nothing behind that door but a wall. Oh, fix that. I wonder when that was done. It wasn't that way the last time I was here. Oh, so you've had your nose in there before, Adam. What nasty thoughts people have sometimes. Funny how they're right sometimes, isn't it? Now, I wonder why anybody would want to pick up a place like that. Oh, my goodness, just put a juice in there before she might as well. Oh, there's any sparklers in there. I wouldn't mind having a piece. Oh, I'm sure you wouldn't. Neither would you, I guess, then. I can't tell you'd like to feel it some around your swan-like nose. I pretty think you're like this. Call for a diamond, eh? Your face, Mr. Albert, is calling for a good slap. It would be to slap a man's face. The better the guy, the better the deal. Well, that leaves me constantly here. Come on. Oh, no, I'll scream. What's that? What's that? Scream all down, down. What do you think I'm made of? You're in fights and everything nice. Oh, let me go. Someone's coming. Oh, is that Helen? Good morning, Mrs. Oh, hello, Emily, my old cup of tea. Back from church, eh? What you doing with those bull rushes? Looking for Moses? You're making fun of me, naughty boy. Emily, I'm glad you're back before the others. It isn't often I've got the chance of a tate-a-tate with the family's fairest. You're never serious about anything, Albert. I was never more serious in my life. There was a letter left in it today. It's from Mrs. I found it in the box outside. Well, thank you. Emily, what's going to happen to you when Mrs. gets back? Will she let you stay on? She isn't coming back. Oh, why not? Helen's got the house. Right? I'll go on. Oh, yes, it's quite true. It's a secret, though. Helen made a swear on the Bible that she wouldn't tell. Why would she want to keep it a secret, eh? I don't know. It was all done in a great hurry. Oh, dear. You won't tell Helen I told you, will you, Albert? No, no. We'll make that our little secret, shall we? All right. It would be rather fun having a secret from Helen. She thinks she's the clever one. But she isn't. Not always. No. Not always. Albert, I want to talk to you. All right? What about? Albert, I don't want you to mention Mrs. again in front of my sisters. Stay quarrelled with her. I would upset them very much. Talk about it. Oh, sorry. Nobody told me. What did you quarrel about? I didn't say I quarrelled with her. Would she by any chance say the friend you left Kendall for last night? Yes. When did she die? Die? Who said anything about her being gay? Well, I just assumed she was. You don't like Kendall for the living, do you? I don't know. I just thought this was a prayer. Oh, by the way, there was a letter from Mrs. from her bank, I believe. Give it to me. I'm managing all her affairs while she's away. You are, eh? Well, you were always the one who figured. It's clear. Is there anything important? Yes, Radha. I've got an answer in the post immediately. Excuse me. Charlie, it's looking. Do you know who you've got here? Don't disturb me, Aldous. I'm going to concentrate. Oh, I'm sorry. Come on, my auntie. Come on, sir, you are a good thing. I didn't expect to find a copy of the micarta all the way out here on the marches. Don't do that. I didn't mean to suspect you. It's just that I happened to dislike that particular theme, that's all. It is a bit undemoral. In about half an hour, Lucy, I want you to post this letter at the crossing. Oh, let me go. I could do with this never there. No, thank you. Lucy, wait a minute. I've got to post this letter. You read it, Michelle, instead. It's all right, Michelle. Here, here, let's see that letter. Here. Thank you. Oh, damn you. That's not right. It's been there. Open by error, my dear. No one will be the wiser. Yes, dear. In regard to my... Something you're under. Well, what does that word look like to you? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. What does that word look like to you? It's... E... R... I... Prane. That's it. Owing to a strained wrist. Something you're as lean or as thin. Here. Kind as lean or as thin. What's it mean? What do you think? Well, it looks as if this is the gender of a mystic and getting money on the price of it. Brilliant. That's true. She's a thief. That's true. Shut up. Shut up when the mystic comes back. Ah. Supposing she isn't coming back. Suppose she's dying somewhere and Ellen's the only one who knows. Well, you've caught dying only once. Don't you know it? Oh, can't you? I'm not so sure. One thing I do know, she's never taken a risk unless she was positive mystic without a way for good. Well, all right. I think she's dead and Aunt Ellen's tapping the funding. Might be years before anybody would find out. Now, why should she win for the benefit? Well, there might be some second limit for us. Oh. Maybe. Wouldn't you like to give it to the world? Have some fun with me? You can't go and make them sell, wouldn't you? You've got to help me get proof. What? Uncle, I don't want to do anything mean or underhand. Oh, would I ask you to? Get your eyes and keep your ears open at all. Now, what are you... I found that. Look at the idea. But this will help you make them sell. Well... Oh. Oh, there's nothing. That's my girl. That's my little Lucy. Pause now for safe identification. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System. After a brief intermission, Mr. DeMille presents Brian Ahern, Ida Lupino, Dane May-Hitty, and Edith Barrett in the third act of Ladies in Retirement. You know, there are some things people will always argue about. For instance, a shower never takes one. The only way to get a real bath is in a bathtub. Every man can relax, really enjoy his bath. It's in me a bathtub's old fashion. While some get started for the day without a good quick shower, kept me up, make me feel swell. Well, there you have two opposite opinions. But in one important point, face the eye to eye. We want a soap that's lathered. Well, what they want, of course, is lusk toilet soap. A soap that makes any bath a luster, whether it's tub or shower. Even in hard water, lusk soap gives rich, creamy lather and lots of it. Active lather. It cleanses thoroughly, carries away dust and grime and adhesives. Now, here's a suggestion to the ladies in our audience. Why not see to it that the men in your family enjoy lusk toilet soap as their daily bath soap, too? They'll be just as enthusiastic about it as you are. These tenuous days, especially, they'll appreciate the quick refreshment of a lusk soap bath. Lusk is a quality soap, made only of the finest ingredients. But it's quickly to buy because this famous white soap costs you only a few cents. And it's quickly to use because lusk toilet soap is hard mill. That means it won't get mushy or soft. You can use each case down to the last thin sliver. Right now, that's especially important. It's patriotic, not the waste soap, you know. Lusk toilet soap will last even longer if it's always put in a soap case that's dry. Why not get some of this fine soap tomorrow? And now, Mr. DeMille returns to the microphone. Our stars have a date with you after the play. Here's Act 3 of Ladies in Retirement, starring Brianna Hearn, Ida Lupino, Dame May Witte, and Ida Sparrow. Late at night, the house lies sleeping in the moonlight. But Ellen is awake. A paced lawn and haggard, she paces the floor of her room. The gate secret locks within her, giving her no rest. Who is it? Yes, what do you want? It's not clear. I'll let you see so. Well, try to cure us of that. You will? I'll cure it, aren't you? There's a boat sailing to Canada on Friday. We are sailing with it. No, I'm not so sure I want to go to Canada yet. I'm very happy here. Well, I'm not happy having you. Why? Well, for one thing, it isn't safe. This is the way that the pilot knows you're staying here with it. I don't suppose it's a scandal on your account. No, it's more so than that. Look for that support. No, I don't think we need to worry about that. No, we've made sure of that. Now, whatever do you mean by that? You know what I mean. We've cheated a best case. Stop it, Ellen. You're not going to make me lose my temper. You're a temper. You'll be leaving here first thing in the morning, and that'll be the end of you and just temper. I shouldn't fight a bluff to me if I were you. I'm not trying to bluff to Elvis. I'm auditing him. And if I couldn't, too, to be auditing? Well, I can't tell you our citizenship. But I can send for the police. And have your scandal. Well, I'll be there in just a couple of hours a year. You won't send for the police. Why, you're so sure? Because you can never do it. I'm more important to you than not wanting the police to do it. Sir, it matters that you're right. Well, now we've given down the branch tax. Would you... Would you confirm it's buying down? It works, and it does. I met her in town today. She's coming back. Coming back? And why couldn't she? What's she done for good? Partly absurd of you, Elvis. You never have any question of her not coming back. Why did you say so in the first place? Well, you say the fool came after them and they believed it. I was afraid you'd blurt it out. It means they'll have to go, too. Hmm. Quite a little country, Oliver. Hardly to come to an end. I don't know what the places I'll do in Canada, but I suppose one can starve there as well as anywhere else. Oh, you'll get on. I'll give you a little something to start off with. I suppose I could have turned my most humble face. No. That's when you would be too much. Oh, well, that's all we have to say to each other. I may as well get up to bed. Good night's sleep wouldn't do you any harm either. You look a bit played out. Shall I be seeing you in the morning, Farley? Yes. Good. Oh, well, I forgot to tell you, auntie. I had a funny dream last night. Oh, did you? Yes. I dreamt Smithpick was dead. Good night, auntie. Keep conscious. I'll get up to you. Don't worry about her. I brought her tea this morning. She wouldn't have it. Oh, a bit of an upset stomach, I imagine. It's nothing to worry about. She was walking in her sleep and had a nightmare, that's all. It wasn't a nightmare, Albert. Oh, what was it then? She said she saw a ghost. Huh. In that case, lay another place for breakfast. Do you really think it was a ghost, Emily? If it were only a nightmare, we wouldn't have heard it too. Heard what? The music. Mrs. Smith's music. Do you know, Emily? I'm sometimes afraid Mrs. Smith will get the better of Ellen. I sometimes think she wants to come back and turn us out. I think Mrs. Smith is here now. Well, what do you do with her? Haven't you better go to your boss now? Yes, Ellen. Anything you say, Ellen. Do you think you're strong enough to be up? Yes, dear. I'm quite all right now. Couldn't you better call a doctor? No, a doctor wouldn't do any good. Well, why are you two standing there like a couple of little owls? Emily's been frightening me. You've been imagining things both of you. Now run along to your work. Whatever you say, Ellen. You know best. Well, Aunt Ellen, we didn't expect you down today. Why aren't you ready yet? Faith will be here at any moment to take you to the boat. That was that queer turn you had last night. What happened? Nothing. You know, you really should do something about your nerve. This isn't the first time you've walked in your sleep, according to Emily. What has Emily been telling you? No, just a usual chatter. They do say, though, that people who walk in their sleep have something on their conscience. What's behind that remark, Albert? Well, nothing. You know, it's funny. Miss Fisk went away and she didn't even take her clothes. There's no closet full in her room. I, uh, I look. Well? But there's one missing. The one she was wearing last night when she played the piano. You know. And it was you down here last night? Yes. Me and Lucy. I played the piano. Lucy played Miss Fisk. Very good performance, I think. She knows, too. That's what I know. That's something you and I are going to keep to ourselves. Provided, of course, that you'll treat me right. What are you going to do? Well, as I said, I'm very happy here. I think, with your financial assistance, I'll be able to adjust things at the bank and we can all settle down in peace. There's a tentative little family. You mean you propose to go on living here? With me? Why not? Well, you'd never be quite sure with... You might not enjoy your meals. You wouldn't dare the second time. It takes a lot of courage to kill for the first time, Albert. But once you've sold your soul to the devil, it becomes easier, much easier. All right, give me 500 pounds and I'll clear out for good and keep the mouth shut. I'm not afraid of you, Albert, and your shabby little fix. In the middle of the night, you may fancy yourself cutting quite a figure. But it's broad daylight now. Oh, none. Well, get out of sight quickly. Good day, assistant. You fell in. You must talk to me right away. Are you alone? Why, yes. What's the matter? It's really none of our business. But the police fell into the crowd. What about? They're searching for a young man who stole money from the bank. From the description, you suspected it was your nephew. And we thought if he was told, I might have a chance to do the right thing he did himself. Is he honest? Yes. I must be searched here. They've gone over to Decoy Farm first. They heard one of them told us. Oh, Miss Ellen, have we done wrong in coming to warn you? I don't know. I had a brother rather like that. He went wrong too. People are easily lost, aren't they? Yes, they are. Poor girl. You have so many burdens. If you're referring to Elvis, he means absolutely nothing to me. No one does for that matter. Except Emily and Louisa. Well, if at any time we're at the prior, he can do anything to make me feel for you or your sister, don't hesitate to turn to her. My sister. We were big glad to help them in any way we could. At any time, Mrs. Braver. But you know we're not of your taste. In my father's house, I'm in my dreams. Good day. Good day, Mrs. Braver. I'm putting in a good word for me. Decoy Farm, is it? Well, that'll be my chance to get around behind the river. Sorry, there's no time to lose. I've got to move part. Yes. Where's that money in the ticket? On the table. You better make a dash right too. Don't stand there moaning about. Put your things on and let's get out of here. I'm not going. Are you out of your mind? You know what will happen. Look out. Everybody look and cranny. They'll even open up that iron door over there. Bricks behind it in a face. And they'll tear the good folks. You know what they'll find. And you know what they'll do to you. I'm not going. You'd better hurry, Albert. Well, if that don't beat the car. Go on, Alan. Go on, Billy. Hello, Sonny. We just saw Albert. He was playing tag with some men. But he didn't win. They caught him. He's got quite a noise. Oh, Ellen, look. We found a lot of gas door feathers. We're going to tie them into bundles and make little boxes. Yes, dear. I've been waiting for you to come back. You see, I'm going away. But I want to speak with you before I leave. Ellen, where are you going? I'm going to the Coy Farm, dear. But it's the gentleman there from Ray's family. And I want to see you. You won't bring them back here, will you, Ellen? It's so nice and peaceful by ourselves. Maybe. I'll try not to bring them back. You have been happy here, haven't you? We are happy here. Aren't we, Ellen? Oh, yes. It's much better than London. It's so good of you to have brought this house for us. You have been clever, Ellen. How long will you be? Come on. I don't know, dear. I may be quite a time. And when I'm gone, I think you might go down to the Priory and speak to the sisters there. They're very calm, dear. And they have a lovely connection of self, you see. We'll be all right. Yes, of course you will. But what do you have to go for, Ellen? Well, what do you have to do with it? I told you, dear. Those gentlemen want to see me. You said you wanted to see them. Yes, I do. Goodbye, Louisa, dear. Goodbye, Ellen. Goodbye, Ellen. Goodbye. Goodbye, Ellen. Our father who art in heaven. I will be thy name. Thou hast needn't come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. For give us our gifts. For give us our gifts. Sars says well done to every single member of our cast. And now Ida Lupino and Brianna Hearn return to the footlight. In OCD, every time Ida plays one of those very dramatic parts, I always wonder how she can top it. I'll find out. What do you do in your latest picture, Ida? Well, at one point, the man paying office at me gets very violent and throws me up near. Then I put a headlock on him and bring him around for a while. The result is in doubt. He's trying to kill you, I suppose. No, no, it's a bit about doubt. What won't they think of next? Oh, come on, TV. You've got to get in the groove. No, I guess I'm just not kept. Excuse me. You must have been eavesdropping on one of Ida's parties for soldiers. No, but I've heard they're solid. What gives the job parties, Ida? Well, what always happens when a lot of soldiers get together? They eat for three or four hours. You do the cooking? No, I told you. See, I want to help win the war. My mother does the cooking and I do the serving. Oh, I did the wonderful hosting. I can guarantee you that's some personal experience. You can see Brian acting as a host at the Hollywood canteen. I suppose right up front, greeting people. No, way out back, watching the dishes. I enjoyed, though. You may get some offers after that comment. I can use you, Brian. Then you use me, Ida. Well, I might. But anyway, I can use lots of soap in half a year. Did anyone ever tell you it was a wonderful soap, Mr. DeMille? That's complexion of yours, these volumes, Ida. Well, well, how about a few short volumes on next week's play, please? That's a true drama, Brian. A true drama of a great American. The play is Samuel Goldman's thrilling motion picture story of Lou Gehrig, the pride of the Yankees. And our stars will be Gary Cooper and Virginia Bruce. Lou Gehrig was the idol of millions on the baseball diamond, but his real heroism was above and beyond force. And next Monday night, Gary Cooper will again bring to life the inspiring story of Lou Gehrig and his iron courage. Well, you don't have to be a baseball fan to enjoy that thing, Mr. DeMille. Good night. Good night. Good night. Good night. Good night. We've got a return ticket. Our sponsors, the makers of Luxe Parlor soap, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday night when the Luxe radio show presents Gary Cooper from the pride of the Yankees with Virginia Bruce and Ed W. Cannon. Mr. DeMille, saying good night to you and the sun. Hollywood. Here's a message for the ladies. A way they can help save the lives of American soldiers. Our government needs waste kitchen fats to make glycerin for explosives. Now, that's just waste fats. After all, the cooking good has gone from them. Strain bacon, grease, meat drippings, and other fats into a wide-mouthed can. Your meat dealer will pay you for them. The part of Emily was played tonight by B. Benadera. Others heard in tonight's play were Truda Marston as Lucy and Gloria Gordon, Claire Verdera, and Eric Snowden. Ida Lupino's new picture is the Warner Brothers production Thank You Lucky Stars. Brianna Herron, Columbia Pictures star, is currently seen in First Come Curve. They may hit his next picture as a Metro-Golden Mayor production, quite fit for Dover. Our music was directed by Louis Silver. And this is your announcer, John N. Kennedy, reminding you to join him next Monday night to hear Gary Cooper in The Pride of the Yankees with Virginia Brooks and Edgar Buchanan. Make sure you get the vitamins and minerals your family needs in spite of food shortages. Get FIMS. They're scientifically designed to help make meals complete. FIMS give you all the vitamins government experts say are essential, balanced in the formula doctors endorse. All the minerals commonly lacking, too. Yet FIMS costs only a nickel a day in the family size at your drugstore. It's CI for vitamins, double MS for minerals. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System.