 And now, a tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. Listen now to Breakthrough starring Adelaide Klein and Philip Sterling, and written especially for suspense by William N. Robeson. Hurry up, we don't have all day. Oh, really? I don't know if I should leave. Mother, you have to. Oh, it is not easy. Of course it isn't. Oh, would you know, really? You are young. You have your whole life ahead of you. But my life has been lived here in this flat. Your father brought me here as a bride. And there in that bedroom I had my children. And here I brought them up to be men. Dead men. Your brothers died for their country. For country. For which fatherland did they spill their blood? Oh, don't try to confuse me with politics, my son. Your brothers died, yes, but they died honorably. Not this as it may be. Honorably. And now you are all I have left, my son, you and the memories which live with me in these rooms. You no longer have me, mother, unless you come with me now. Oh, really, please? You must make your decision. I've already made mine. Marge is over there waiting for me. And the baby, they're safe. They come first, don't they, really? Of course they do. And I should. Go to them. That's where you belong with them. Now, mother. You go on, be with them. I will stay here with the memories of men who cared for the old days. Now, mother, listen to me. Just be quiet and listen. I came back for you, didn't I? I came back last night to get you, didn't I? Yes, you should. And you begged me to let you spend one last night here with your memories and I did, didn't I? Yes, really. All right. Don't understand me, mother. I'm leaving now. I cannot risk another minute. The way things are, they may close the border anytime. I cannot take any more chances. I want you to come with me. Marta wants you too. Your little granddaughter, she wants you. She needs you. We all do. Now, will you come? All right, Billy. Good. I just have to get a few... No, mother, nothing. You take nothing. You come the way you are. But really, they are... I... Aren't you even going to lock the door? What difference does it make? The neighborhood. It has changed for you. You cannot trust your neighbors anymore. What do you care? You will never see them again. Good morning, Auschwitz. Farewell. Good morning. Don't start to talk. Keep going. Where, where are we off to so early this bright Sunday morning? My church. You're going to church? That's nice. Pious and beautiful son off to early church with his mother. Still working on the other side of the city, Billy. You know it's forbidden? Yes, I know. I wonder if you did... Give your partners here, Rice. Get in, mother. Yes, indeed. Mustn't keep the pastor waiting, must we? Or vice versa, I think. What, what does he mean by that? Who knows? Oh, he is a godless man. He's one of them. Don't look back, mother. Remember what happened to Lot's wife. Oh, really? I will tell you when you can look back. Then, really? When we get through the Brandenburg Gate. Then you can look back. And you can thumb your nose at them if you want to. And you are sure I will not turn into a killer, of course? I guarantee it. Where are we now, Billy? Freezer, Strasser. Oh, it has been such a long time since I have been downtown. Oh, they haven't rebuilt it much. I don't think they ever will. Wait, wait until you see the other side. Oh, just wait. It's a whole new city. A shiny new city. The old name Linden. It was by the one for what it seemed when I was a girl. It's the Brandenburg Gate up ahead. It probably looks the same, huh? That's right. There was no barbed wire or soldiers. Barbed wire? The barricade. We're too late. Oh, the soldier. He's pointing his gun really. He's motioning you to stop. And what is this? The gate is closed. Closed? As you can see. Why? Orders. But I've got to get through. My wife and baby are over there. I cannot help you. Look, I took them over two days ago. Then I came back from a mother here. That's just the trouble. People like you, hundreds of you, thousands. Going over to the west and not coming back. Not any longer. Nobody goes. Nobody comes. The wife and kid stays there. You stay here. Would you care to bet on that? This gun says you stay. Would shoot a countryman? If he doesn't obey orders. What kind of a German are you? A citizen of the Durchesdemokratischer Republius. A stooge. A communist stooge. Jimmy, be careful. Take him out of here, lady. Goodbye. Goodbye. I'm shooting. Goodbye. I'm warning you. You better turn around and go back. Come, Billy. Don't you understand what this means, mother? They're closing the sector. They're splitting the city in two. We are trapped here. All right, I'll never get next month and the baby. If only you had come with me last night. Sorry, Billy. And you all right? Just because I am a silly sentimental old fool. Well, let me try. Hand poli-sci. What you're going to do? I am going to talk to this policeman. He said? We must get across to this valley. You will please let us by. I'm afraid that's impossible. My son here has already taken his wife and little baby across. They are waiting for him at Murray and Fender. He only came back to fetch me. You shouldn't tell me these things. Why not? You are implicating your son. I could arrest him for aiding the escape of our people. Your people? You don't own us. Your Communist Party doesn't own us. We're free people. I could also shoot him for an enemy of the state. And I might, if you don't get him out of here. What we want to get out. We want to close over. Oh, we must. Here, I will give you money. It is not much, but I... You're a genetic afraud. Don't try to bribe me. This is a crime for which I can arrest you. But you wouldn't arrest him. Fender, ah, hum. You're all eyes. What's it to those? I'm in front of the gate. That old man. He refuses to help. You're there. As I say, I fire. You shoot him. Freedom, he shouted. Everything for freedom. And you shot him. I have my orders. Yeah, so I see. Company, let us do as this man says. Turn the car around and let us go home. Mother. All right? Before he changes his mind. You have over there, now. Lend me your motorcycle. Oh, take it. You stand by here. Where are you going? After that car. I think we should know more about these people. That didn't have much to say this morning. No. No, it was a short service. Or the better. It gives you more time to enjoy the fine weather. Take a drive over to West Berlin, maybe. Why do you say that? No reason, no reason. Well, but there are some lovely places to drive in West Berlin. The one, say, the car and dog. Many, many, please. Help me up to the apartment, yes. What's the matter with her? She's upset. Something the pastor said? No, something you communists did. You should be more careful. Come on, mother. My boy. Come, mother. I'm sorry, baby. Very sorry. Fair enough, mother. I took a blow. I did not realize how bad it was. I did not think they would really throw us off. It's all right, mother. We have to try to find another way. Oh, really? They will shoot you. They will shoot you down like they did that poor man. And all he wanted was freedom. The door is unlocked. Yes, yes, we left it that way. Don't you remember? We were never coming back. Oh, really? Please, please focus. All right, mother. I forgive you. I don't. What are you doing here? Have I you last night? Really? Excuse me, mother. There's a car at the tree. My mother, car. Well, Schmidt? I am glad to meet you, Carl. Carl's a friend of mine. We worked together at the office. I promised to pick him up last night and drive him over to West Berlin. Yeah, what happened to you? Well, I... Carl, I will tell you what happened. I would not leave, and he would not go without me. It was my fault, and I am sorry. I was no use crying about it now. I thought you would go all across the line when I didn't show up? No, I tried, but it was too late. But midnight, they were already starting to be stringing by at the Brandenburg Gate. I tried by now, Strasse. They were starting to build a wall. Wall? Big concrete slabs. You knew a lot. Everywhere along the line, there were vultures with Stengun. I know. I know we saw them use one. How about the tip of the canal? At three o'clock this morning, they were as thick as frogs along the canal. Oh, they mean business this time, Billy. They warned us. You can't say they didn't warn us, and we were fools enough to let ourselves get caught. We're not caught yet. But I nearly was. We're here. And I realized I couldn't get across the line. I went back home. And guess what? More posts? What else? That's right, waiting for me outside the building. I got away as fast as I could, and then I came here. The only place I could go... The door was open. It's all right. Did anyone see you come in? There was a fat man sitting in the stoop next door. Oh, he would be. Really? Yes, mother. Come through the window. What is it, mother? Look down there. That police guy. He just rode off on a motorcycle. That's the same one who stopped us at the gate. He's asking here why something. Her eyes is pointing up here. Stand back from the window. He will see us. Who is that fat one? The neighborhood informer? What's about it? The police guy. He's coming up here. Many? They must do something. Can we do? He's got a gun. And I've got a knife. Yes, Carl. You is it. Kill him as he killed that poor man out in the square. Mother. Mother. Yes, I mean it, release. Oh, you are shocked to hear such words from your mother? I am shocked to say them. They come strange and bitter on my tongue. But they must be said. I did not know before. But I know now. Hearing you talk. Seeing them kill. The guilt belongs to all of us. For just the times we live in that make us murderous. Yes, Carl. Use the knife. I'll get down the door. You two really out of fight. Just a minute, I am coming. Yes. You are the Frau Schmidt. Yes. You recognize me? Why, I do not think so. My acquaintance among the police is very limited. I stopped your car on the onto the Linden a half an hour ago. Oh, yes. And you shot a man. I was only doing my duty. Oh, I am sure of that. What do you want here? I want to talk to you and your son. Where is he? In the back room. What do you want with us? Your identity cards. I want to see them. Carl, come in please. He's dead. He is dead. Good. Mobile. No, really. We were right to kill him. Usually we Germans are wrong. We listen to the wrong people. And like dumb animals, we do what they tell us to do. When we kill, we kill the wrong people for the wrong reasons. But this time, you are right. Mother, I don't know you. Your life felt strange to me. Am I really? Am I my son? Yeah. Yeah, I suppose I am. Oh, I had been asleep for such a very long time. A long time. But once I was awake, there was a time when I stood up against the world and said what I thought. I guess maybe that is why your gentle father fell in love with me. Ah, but I soon learned that in Germany you could not have an opinion and also have your freedom. So for the sake of my husband and my children, I gave up having opinions. I did not know that I was giving up freedom too. They had an opinion for you. They see them to you like pretty little sleeping pills. The fewer old rich, what difference does it make? They keep you half asleep with their manufactured opinions. But this morning I woke up when I saw that man die for freedom. That is a shock to my son. No, no. Mother, but... Really, give me a hand here. What are you doing? I'm trying to relieve this corpse of this uniform. You have a plan? Yes, someone should. Yes, I have a plan. What is it? A vokes for its eye came up to this flat. A vokes for its eye will leave it if he can get into this uniform. And he will have under his plowschmitt and his son. Good, that's good. You will get into the car and arrive off at Scottie for the same vokes for its eye and apparently under his gun. But before I go to the trouble of this masquerade, why don't the three of us just go down the stairs and drive off? Forget your neighbors, the informer. Then here, why? The uniformed escort just might be able to get you across the line of S.B.L.M. Where? I think we'll try the Friedrichstrasse checkpoint this time. There. Remarkably good fit, don't you think? Like it was made for you. Ah, Schmidt. I am ready, Carl. Remember, you are my prisoner. Just do as I tell you, and pray your neighbor doesn't recognize me. This time, Billy, lock it. Why, mother? We do not want our guests to be found too soon. That is right. Well, what is this? What is the property of our Schmidt? You should know. You told him where we live. He asked. I had to. It was my duty. Get in the car. Ladies, this is the back. You drive. Is there anything I can do? You have done enough already, have I? Cryed enough. I was not talking to you, Frau Schmidt. What else can I do to serve you, Herr Polizei? Keep your eye on my motorbike. Stand guard until I come back for it. Do not leave for a minute. I will, Herr Polizei. All right, let's get out of here. Oh, just a minute, Herr Polizei. Yeah, what is it? There was another one. Another one? Yeah. If Frau Schmidt and her son came back, a young fellow asked for them, and then went up to their apartment. Yes, where is she? I did not see anyone else. But he has got to be there. I saw him go up. I did not see him come down. Well, I did not see him. Come on, well, let's get out of here. Hey, wait a minute. He must be... wait a minute. You are not the Polizei. You are the same fellow. But if you are not the Polizei there, it's the Polizei. We are easy here. What have you done with him? What have you done with him? Coming up. Yeah, good. Look at the wall they have built already. But there is still an opening. A sort of gateway with barbed wire stuffed into it. What do we do now, Carl? Keep going until they stop us. Then I don't know. I will play it by ear. Try to bluff us through. Are you with me? Yes, sir. To the end. Don't say it that way, Mother. It sounds so final. It is, my son. Slow down, Billy. There is the Vopo flagging us. What's the matter with you? Can't you read? Don't you see the signs? Preaches closed. I'm sorry, officer. I was just doing what this officer here told me to do. Huh? No, I didn't see you. I have orders to escort these people across the line and deliver them in West Berlin. Let me see the orders. They are verbal orders. You see, this is a top secret mission. These are very important people. Who issued these orders? The Oberleutnant. What cousin are you? Johannistar. Then you should recognize your comrades. These are the men of Johannistar on duty here. I, uh, saw they are. And there's the Oberleutnant. You won't mind if he repeats these verbal orders to me, will you? Oberleutnant, come and be here, will you? All right, Billy. Let's get out of here. Don't you think that crashed the gate? That's right, Billy. Don't go back. Go ahead. Go ahead. Go ahead. Oh, there's wire there. Where have you been? Where have you been? There's no one back now. They're shooting at you. Now, Mother, it's going there. You guys are the double. Let's get them out of there. We're going to be all right. She, uh, she didn't make it. You mean the other guy? Well, he didn't make it either. But you made it. You're a free man now. You're free man. Free man. Calling Adelaide Klein and Philip Sterling, and written especially for suspense by William N. Robeson. In a moment, a word about next week's story. Of suspense. Fact or fiction. NATO, the North Atlantic Treaty Organization, is run by a civilian agency. It's a fact. NATO's top policymaking body is the North Atlantic Council, made up of foreign defense and finance ministers, plus a permanent representative with a rank of ambassador. NATO's main goal is the preservation of peace. Suspense is produced and directed by Bruno Zorato Jr., music supervision by Ethel Huber. Featured in tonight's story, where Bob Dryden is vice, Danny Ako as first vocal, Alan Manson as Carl, Louis Ben Rooton as third vocal, Guy Rett as second vocal, Doug Parkhurst as the GI, and Sam Raskin as the escapee. Listen again next week, when we return with Feathers. Written by Jonathan Bundy. Another tale well calculated to keep you in the span.