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Not only was this Warner Brothers picture directed by that noted master of suspense, Alfred Hitchcock, but one of the major roles was played by his daughter, Patricia Hitchcock, and we're happy that Patricia could appear tonight in her original part in Strangers on a Train. I'm sure there are no strangers in our audience who know the improving qualities of luck's toilet soap as a beauty care, because luck's facials are the daily companions of lovely ladies who know they can depend on luck's soap for the complexion care that leaves their skin lovelier. Here is Strangers on a Train starring Raymellan as Guy Haynes, Ruth Roman as Anne Morton, and Frank Lovejoy as Bruno Antony with Patricia Hitchcock as Barbara. A few moments ago, a northbound train left Washington, DC. Among the passengers settling down in the club car are two young men. I beg your pardon. I hate to interrupt your reading, but aren't you Guy Haynes? That's right. I'm quite a tennis fan. I saw your match last season in South Orange against Faraday. Well, that was one of my lucky days. I certainly admire people who do things. By the way, my name is Antony, Bruno Antony. How do you do him? If you want to get back to your book, you go ahead and read. Thanks. You know, it must be pretty exciting to be so important. What? Tennis players aren't so important? Ah, but people who do things are important. I mean, I never seem to do anything. I suppose you're going to Southampton for the doubles, hm? You certainly read the sport page, don't you? I wish I could be there to watch you, but I've got to be back in Washington tomorrow. Cigarette? No, not now. Thanks. Oh, you don't happen to have a match? Yeah. Oh, lighter. Thank you. Oh, my, that's elegance and grave, too, from A to G. I bet I can guess who A is. Ann, Ann Morton. Oh, wait a minute. Oh, it's simple. See, sometimes I turn the sports page and look at the society section. Pictures, too. She's very beautiful, son of the Morton's daughter. You're quite a reader, Mr. Antony. Yes, I am. I think I've got the answer. Even about people I don't even know. Like, uh, like who would like to marry whom when his wife gets a divorce? Maybe you read too much. Well, there I go again. I meet somebody I like and admire, and I say the wrong thing. Well, forget it. I guess I'm just a little jittery. Oh, there's a cure for that. Waiter, Scotch in plain water, please. A pair of doubles. That's the only kind of doubles I play. I'm afraid you have to drink both of them. And I can do it. When's the wedding? What? Oh, you and Ann Morton. The wedding. It was in the papers. Well, it shouldn't have been unless they legalized bigamy. It's wonderful, you know, having your company all the way to New York. As a matter of fact, I'm getting off at Metcalf. Metcalf? Well, who want to stop at Metcalf? It's my hometown. Oh. Oh, I get it. A little chat with your wife about the divorce. Here's like, Mr. Haynes, drink up, then we'll have lunch sent to my compartment. Thanks very much, but I think I'll go to the dining car. Oh, that's filled up. There's no seats for about 20 minutes. Well, how about lunch in my compartment? Oh, I wouldn't think of that. Come along, Mr. Haynes. You know, this is a real pleasure. And all told, I went to three different colleges. I got kicked out each time. Drinking and gambling, not like you, huh, guy? All right, so I'm a bum. Who said you were? Well, my father. He hates me. With all the money he's got, he thinks I ought to punch a time clock somewhere and work my way up selling paint or something. Well, I think possibly he's... I hate him, too. I tell you, I get so sore at him sometimes, I want to kill him. You know, I don't think you know what you want. Well, I want to do something and everything. You know, I've got a theory about how to do everything before you die. Have you ever driven a car blind folded at 150 miles an hour? No, not lately. Well, I did. I flew a jet plane, too. Man, what a thrill. I almost blew the sawdust out of my head. Say, what are you trying to prove? Well, I'm not like you, guy. You're lucky and you're smart. First of all, you're a wonderful tennis player. On top of that, you've got a swell job. Assistant to a United States senator. And on top of that, you're going to marry the boss's daughter. Makes a nice shortcut to her career, doesn't it? Marrying the senator's daughter's got nothing to do with it. Oh, and I take it easy, guy. I'm your friend. Remember, I like you. I'd do anything for you. Look, we'll be stopping soon and I've got to change trains. Yes, that's right, Metcalf. What did you say her name was? Your wife's? Miriam. Miriam. She played around a lot, huh? Skip it, Bruno. Okay. Say, want to hear one of my ideas for a perfect murder? Murder? Look, I may be old-fashioned, but I thought it was still against the law. Well, what's a life or two? Some people are better off dead. Someone like your wife and my father, for instance. Now, let's say that you'd like to get rid of your wife. You know, you've got quite a sense of humor, Bruno. No, no, no, no, no, seriously. Let's say that you had a very good reason to want her dead. But you'd be afraid to kill her, and you know why? You'd be caught. What would trip you up? The motor. Now, here's my idea. I'm afraid I don't have time to listen. Oh, it's so simple, too. Two fellows meet accidentally, like you and me here on the train. No connection between them at all. They never even saw each other before. But now each one has somebody that he'd like to get rid of. So they, uh, they swap murders. Swap murders? Each fellow does the other fellow's murder. There's nothing to connect them. Each one has murdered a total stranger. Like, you do my murder and I do yours. We're coming into my station. For example, your wife and my father, Chris Cross. What? Yes, we do talk the same language, don't we? Thanks for the lunch, Bruno. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I think my theory's okay, huh, guy? You like it? Sure. Sure. Got some great ideas. Nice meeting you. Good luck at Southampton, guy. Bet I got some great... Oh, guy, you're lighter. You forgot your cigarette lighter. Huh. From A to G. I'll send it to him sometime. Yes, I must send it to him sometime. Oh, mind meeting in the park, guy? No, Miriam. No, this is fine. I couldn't very well meet you in the store, could I? I arranged to take my lunch hour later. You're looking well, Miriam. So are you. You got a nice tan playing tennis with all your rich friends. When can we see your lawyer? What's your hurry, guy? You know, I think you're handsomer than ever. You know, I think it's pretty late to start flirting with a discarded husband. Now, let's see your lawyer and get this over with. Did you bring the money? Lawyers are expensive. Send this envelope. Here. Thanks. You know, if I'd have known that you'd start doing so well, I wouldn't have run out on you. What are you trying to say, Miriam? I got a big surprise for you. I'm not getting a divorce. But it's what you've wanted. That's all you've been hopping about for more than a year. It's a woman's privilege to change your mind. Now, I can buy some pretty clothes. I wouldn't want you to be ashamed of me in Washington. What's that supposed to mean? Don't look so mad, guy. You always smile when you have your picture taken for the newspapers. Especially when Anne Morton's hanging on your arm. Let's not talk about Anne Morton. Well, you can throw all your little dreams about her right in the ash can and make a real pretty story, wouldn't it? The senator's daughter all involved with a married man. What's happened, Miriam? Your boyfriend run out on you? No man runs out on me, guy. Not even you. Just get one thing straight. I never want to see or hear of you again. I could be very pathetic in a courtroom, guy. The poor, deserted little wife. Better think it over, honey. I'm warning you, Miriam. Either we go ahead with the divorce or I'll... I wish I had time to listen to you, guy, but I've got to get back to work. I'll see you in Washington in two weeks. Hello? Hello, operator. I had you. Anne? Hello, darling. Where are you? I'm in Metcalf. All right. No. Everything went all wrong. She doesn't want the divorce. God, what are you saying? Does it make any difference what she said? Oh, I... I'm sorry, Anne. It's just that I feel so... Yes, darling. I'd like to break her neck. I'd like to break her foul, useless little neck. Oh, there's no use talking like that, dear. I know. I suppose I'd try to see her again, but I've got to get to Southampton. My train will be here in a moment. Then write me. Please write me. Sure. I'll write on the train. And don't worry, darling. We've waited this long. We can wait a little longer. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you, guy. Well, I've got to rush, dear. My train's coming. I'll see you on Thursday. Yeah, sure. Good luck, darling. Guy, this is Bruno. How are you, guy? Who was? Bruno. Bruno Antony. Don't you remember on the train? Oh, yes. I would have called you sooner, but the operator had a little trouble finding you in Southampton. Good morning. How are the matches going, guy? I don't plan to... A guy about your visit in Metcalfe. Are you getting a divorce? Oh, now, wait a minute, Bruno. She won't give it to you, right? Miriam won't give you a divorce? No. She double-crossed you. You're going to see her again? Now, look, Bruno, why don't you just... I told you I liked you, guy. Your friend should never forget that. You just leave Miriam to me. What are you talking about? You'll find out, guy. Just be patient. That's all. You just be patient. I don't care what Bruno's doing. I said I wanted to talk to him. Well, if you're talking about me, father, I had to call a friend of mine long distance. Really, Charles? Must you always take this tone with Bruno? Oh, it's all right, mother. I'm used to his tone by now. You can wipe that injured look off your face right now. You were out last night, weren't you? Well, I'm a big boy, father. I go out at night all the time. You had another accident. Charles, really? Now it's hit-and-run driving, and you knew about it all the time. But, dear, it was a parked car. No one was in it. Why don't you tell that to the police? Well, they... they won't do anything to Bruno. This was the last time, Eunice. So help me. I'll never lift a finger for him again. It's all right, mother. No, no, no, dear. You know I can't stand to see you crying. Is there anything else you want to say to me, father? Yes. Get out of my sight. Get out of my sight before I... I'll be back tomorrow, mother. Bruno, where are you going? Oh, just a little trip, mother. There is something for a friend of mine. Oh, you just don't understand him, Charles. You just don't understand him. What's he going to do next? Tell me. What's he going to do next? Well, nothing. Nothing at all. It's not normal. If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to have that boy taken care of. If necessary, put under restraint. I'll never permit it. Never. Never. It can't go on, Eunice. Things like this just can't go on. Well, hello. Bruno? That's right, Guy. How are you? What are you doing here at this time of night? I was waiting for you to get back to Washington. I thought of meeting you at the station, but then I figured this might be better here in front of your apartment. Now, look. It's one o'clock in the morning and I'm... You don't seem very pleased to see me. Would you mind telling me what this is all about? Oh, I, uh... I just came back from Metcalfe, Guy. I brought you a little present. See, it's a pair of glasses. You didn't tell me that Miriam wore glasses. You've seen Miriam? Oh, it was very quick, Guy. She wasn't hurt in any way. It was all over in no time. What are you trying to tell me? I knew you'd be surprised. Nothing for us to worry about either. Nobody saw me. Only Miriam. I was very careful, Guy. Even when I dropped your cigarette lighter, I went right back and picked it up. Cigarette lighter? Why, you maniac! Guy, we planted him a train together. You wanted it, you remember? Where are you going? What do you think I'm going? I don't believe you, but I'm going to call the police just to say it. You can't, Guy. We both be arrested for murder. You're just as much in it as I am. We planned it together, crisscross. Are you crazy fool? Do you think you can get away with that? Oh, Cobb, now, Guy, why should I go to Metcalf to kill a total stranger unless it was part of the plan and you were in on it? You're the one who benefits, Guy. I didn't even know the girl. Well, you go to the police now. You'll just be turning yourself in as an accessory. You see, you had the motive. You crazy fool! I'll just be tired. I know I am. I've had a strenuous evening. I got to talk to you about my father. I've done my part. Now you'll do yours. Shut up! We have to arrange things. Get away from me before I... Oh, Guy, you're not yourself. Now, when you think things over, you'll see that I'm right. Tomorrow we can... I don't know you. I never saw you before. I never want to see you again. You're a lighter, Guy. The one that Anne gave you? You left it on the train. Don't you even miss it? Give me that lighter. I don't have it, Guy. That is, I don't have it with me. Well, as I said, we can arrange everything tomorrow. Hello? Anne? Oh, I'm sorry, darling, but I just got in. Of course I'm all right. But you sound upset. Anything wrong? All right, darling. Yes, I'll come over right away. Coming over, darling. Anne? Anne, what is it? You're trembling. I wonder if you know how much I love you. Come along, Guy. Father and Barbara, they're waiting in the library. Anne insisted and so did Barbara. Now, really, Daddy, if I'm going to be Guy's sister-in-law, the least I can do is stay. You sit down and keep quiet. Guy, we wouldn't have called you at this hour if it weren't important. It's about your wife, Miriam. What about her, sir? I'm sorry to be the one to tell you she's been killed, Guy. Murdered. The police have been trying to locate you everywhere. You're to call headquarters in Metcalfe. Miriam. Murdered. Tonight about nine o'clock, she... she was strangled. In a few moments, we'll return with Act Two of Strangers on a Train. But now, here's our Hollywood reporter, Libby Collins, with the lux movie news of the week. The big news here, John, is the premiere of Metro Golden Mayor's Technicolor production of Quo Vadis. Most every celebrity in Hollywood was there. All Hollywood is still talking about it. 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And now in Senator Morton's home, Guy learns that Bruno's fantastic report is completely true. It happened in an amusement park, Guy. Some sort of lover's lane, I believe. Terrible. Apparently she'd gone there with some other people. Two of the young men found her. It was done by someone else. They don't even have a suspect, Guy, except you probably. Barbara, I wish you'd keep quiet. But the police will say that Guy wanted to marry him out of the way so he could marry Ann. She's right, Senator. But if you have an alibi, you have nothing to worry about. You can't tell them where you were at about 9 o'clock tonight. Well, uh, I was on my way here. I was on the train. Well, there you are. Who saw you? Did you speak to anyone? You need a witness. Yes. Yes, I did speak to someone. He was the only other passenger in the club car. Someone you know? No. No, he said his name was Collier or Collins or something. Said he was a professor at Delaware Tech. He'd been drinking. Drinking? Yeah, had been to some meeting, had a couple of drinks. But he was on the train. He saw you. Then everything's all right. And you'll still have to answer some questions. It's a dreadful business. Dreadful. Poor, unfortunate girl. Miriam was rotten. She was a human being. Father, it's getting late, and Guy looks so tired. Of course. Well, you two, now you can be married right away. Think of it. You're free. You won't forget to phone the Metcalf police guy. Captain Turley. Yes, sir. Good night, Senator. Good night, Barbara. I still think it'd be wonderful to have a man love you so much he'd kill for you. You know, I kept saying over and over again I was being silly, Guy. But there was one horrible moment tonight when the news came through. I kept remembering what you said on the phone for Metcalf after you'd seen her. That I could break her neck? No, no, don't even say it. Forget you ever seen her. And there was something even more terrifying than the murder itself. The horrible thought that if you had anything to do with it, we'd... Anything to do with it? We'd have to be separated perhaps forever. I couldn't stand that Guy. I couldn't bear it. Ann! Ann, you don't think that I... No, darling, no, of course not. Just hold me, Guy. Just hold me. Turley, Mr. Haynes, it's good of you to come down here so quickly. I'm just as anxious as you are, Captain. Well, we've managed to locate the gentleman you spoke with on the train. Well, Professor, this is Mr. Haynes. Well, I... I can't tell you how foolish I feel, Captain. I... I really don't remember meeting this gentleman. You don't remember, but you... Just a moment, Mr. Haynes. Unfortunately, I remember very little of my trip. You see, we... we had a little celebration. I'm not a drinking man, and well, just one or two drinks. But we were sitting opposite each other. You were going over some speech you made about calculus, mathematics or something. I'm very sorry, Mr. Haynes. I certainly must have been celebrating. If you'll wait outside, Professor. Yes. Yes, of course. Is it so important whether he remembers me or not? Surely the important thing is that I've been able to name a man who was on the train with me. Now, you've been able to find him. Isn't that proof of where I was last night? Yes, I'd say. You were in the clear, but there is a little more checking I'd like to do. But if I'm in the clear... Take it easy, Mr. Haynes. You're free to go back to Washington right now. Thank you, Captain. He's verified his alibi, Father, and said he could go. Isn't that about it, dear? Except that when an alibi is full of scotch, it casts a little doubt. Then the professor was Boyle. He didn't remember me. But he knew you were on the train. Wasn't that enough to prove that that's where you were? I wish I knew. For sure, I mean... Oh, everything's all right, Anne. The police are just being thorough. What's your next move, Guy? Whatever it is, the police will know about it. Take a look out the window. My God, you're an angel. What guy? You're being tailed. That's Detective Leslie Hennessey. He works 16 hours a day. Someone named Hammond takes over for the next eight. As a matter of fact, Hennessey seems like a pretty nice fellow. For your own peace of mind, Guy, perhaps... Well, perhaps if you worked here at the house for the next few days, well, it would be less embarrassing for you. It would be less embarrassing for you, sir, if I resigned as your assistant. That's ridiculous. Of course it is. Besides, don't you have to play in the tennis tournament? I'm withdrawing. But wouldn't it look awkward if you suddenly canceled all your plan? Father's right, Guy. You've got to go on as though nothing had happened. Escorted by Mr. Hennessey. I beg your pardon? What is it, Bessie? A telephone from Mr. Haines, Miss. They say it's urgent. Oh, you can take it right there, Guy. Oh, oh, yeah. Hello? Hello, Guy. This is Bruno. I was hoping you'd call me before I had... What's the matter? Must have been some mistake. It wasn't for me. The thing's about you, Guy. I never dreamed you were so interested in painting. Well, I feel a very warm attachment for this art gallery. For the first time all week, we've actually been alone for an hour. By the way, where's Hennessey? Waiting out front. Hadn't we better be leaving? I suppose so. I wonder if we'll ever... Guy! Have a minute, Guy. Come on, we'll find Hennessey and get a cab. But that man, he's calling you, Guy. Oh, excuse me, dear. I'll see what he wants. It's hard to have to follow you here, Guy. Will you stop pestering me? You never even answered my note. For the last time, Bruno! You're spoiling everything. You're making me come out in the open. Why didn't you call me? My father's leaving for Florida next week. There's not much time. The detective outside. You'll see us together. Isn't that Anne Morton that you're with? Slight improvement over Miriam. Hey, Guy? I'm telling you to stay away from me. Who is he, Guy? Oh, just some tennis fan never saw him before. That's funny. Funny? I mean, I saw him yesterday. Where? He was at the tennis club watching you practice. Oh. He was sitting with Mr. and Mrs. D'Arville. He must be very amusing. He had them in stitches most of the time. Who were the D'Arville's? Oh, he's connected with the French Embassy. You'll meet them tomorrow night, darling. They'll be at the party. Oh, yeah. Yes, the party. Anne, do you really think I should be there? But I thought we settled that, dear. Of course you should be there. He's watching us, Guy, that man. Come along, dear. Let's go home. Who is he, Barbara, that young Frenchman with the dovee? Oh, he's not French, Daddy. They just introduced me to him. His name's Anthony, Bruno Anthony. Doesn't he look interesting? Why is he looking at you? Daddy, not so loud. He's coming over here. Oh, oh, this is my father, Mr. Anthony. Well, I'm delighted to meet you, Senator. Oh. How do you do? Oh, it's a wonderful party, sir. You know, sometime I'd like to talk to you about my idea for harnessing the life force. It'll make atomic power look like the horse and buggy. Well, I'm sure I'm... I'm already developing my faculty for seeing millions of miles. Senator, can you imagine being able to smell a flower on the planet Mars? I'd like to have lunch with you someday soon, sir, and tell you more about it. I'll see you later, won't I? That, uh, that'll be fine. Later, yes. I still don't remember inviting that young man. I told you, Daddy. The dovee has just brought him along. Just a minute, Barbara. Where are your glasses? My glasses? You're supposed to wear glasses, Barbara. Oh, but, Daddy, even at parties? Not another word. Get your glasses and put them up. I wonder about Guy. If the doveeos brought him, well, what difference does it make? He shouldn't be here. But you said you don't even know him. Well, I just don't like his looks. I don't like the way he's been staring at Barbara. Well, I'm not so sure I blame him. Barbara's very cute, especially when she wears glasses. Besides, he seems to be talking to Judge Donahue right now. Judge Donahue? Now, come on, let's go to dinner. There's something else that I want to ask you, Judge Donahue. After you've sentenced a man to the chair, isn't it difficult to go out and eat your dinner after that? Really, young man. Well, when a murderer has been convicted, he must be sentenced. But he's sentenced to death, he must be executed. Oh, quite impersonal, isn't it? Besides, it doesn't happen every day. Yeah, so few murderers are caught. If you don't mind, I believe I'm being changed. Well, Mr. Antony, you seem very interested in the subject of murder. Well, no more than anyone else, madam. No more than you, for instance. Me? Oh, no, I'm not interested in murder. Oh, come now, everyone's interested. Surely you're not going to tell me there hasn't been a time that you didn't want to dispose of something. Good heavens, no. You mean to tell me there wasn't a tiny moment when you were made very angry? What did you say? Well, there you are, you see? There you are. Now you've decided to commit a murder. How would you plan to do it? Oh, I didn't get your name. Mrs. Cunningham. Well, Mrs. Cunningham, how will you do it? Well, I suppose I'd have to get a gun from somewhere. Oh, no, Mrs. Cunningham. Bang, bang, bang all over the place and blood everywhere. Well, what's your idea, Mr. Antony? Well, I have the best way and the best tools. Yes? My two hands. Simple, silent, and it's quick. Why, of course. Oh, you must be very strong, Mr. Antony. Well, let me show you what I mean. Uh-huh. You don't mind if I borrow your neck for a moment, do you? Oh, that's so silly. Very well. Go ahead. Now, watch what I'm doing. Uh-huh. When I nod my head, you just try to cry out. Yes. I'll bet you won't be able to make a sound. I'm ready. All right, now. Just wait till I nod my head. Right, Father, Mrs. Anderson's with her and Judge Donahue. They're up in the bedroom. But, Mrs. Cunningham, what happened? How could you have choked? Well, I don't know for sure. Mrs. Anderson thinks they were playing some sort of game, and when Bessie screamed, he fainted. Where is he at? Where's Antony? Guy took him into the study. Then tell Guy to get him out of here as soon as he can. This is a nice item for the gossips. Well, I better get back to the guest. Barbara, what's the matter? It was awful. I saw him. What was he trying to do to her? You saw him. I was standing in the doorway. His hands were on her throat, but he kept staring at me. And he was strangling me. What do you mean? He went in a sort of a trance. It was horrible. He thought he was murdering me. But why, Ant? Why me? Don't be silly, dear. You're upset. That's all. Now go find Father. I fainted, didn't I? I started getting so dizzy. You mad crazy maniac. You ought to be locked up. Will you get out of here now and let me alone? But, Guy, I like you. Now we've got to talk about my father. You promised to... You shouldn't have done that, Guy. You shouldn't have hit me. Maybe that'll knock a little sense into you. Do you have a car here? Yes, it's outside. It's down the block. Come on, we've got the back way. Did he leave? Ant? I didn't mean to startle you, dear. He has left. Yes. Ant, why'd you come out here? I had to talk to you. Yesterday at the odd gallery, that wasn't the first time you met Bruno, was it? What makes you say that? I don't know. Guy, what did Merriam look like? But, uh, I've told you... I want you to tell me again. Well, she...she was dark, not too tall. Sort of pretty. What else? What else is there? She wore glasses, didn't she? Yes. Barbara wears glasses, too. And Barbara looks something like Merriam, doesn't she? Doesn't she? No. No, no, not at all. How did you get him to do it, Guy? Get him to do it? He killed Merriam, didn't he? Tell me. Didn't he? Yes. Yes, he's a maniac. I met him on the train going to Metcalf. He had some crazy scheme about exchanging murders. If I do his murder, he'd do mine. What do you mean? Your murder? Well, he'd read about me in the papers. He knew about Merriam and about you. Well, he must have known he was talking nonsense. But he wasn't. And now a lunatic wants me to kill his father. It's too fantastic. You've known about Merriam all this time. Yes. Why don't you call the police? And have them say what you did. How did you get him to do it? If we could only talk to father or someone about it. It's no good, Ann. I can't drag anyone else into this. Guy, what are we going to do? I don't know. I don't know. Bruno, this is Guy. I've decided to do what you want about your father. Yes, I want to get it over with. Detective? Oh, don't worry about Hennessy. There's a way out across the roof here to the next department. Does anyone know you've come home? Then you'd better go out again and stay out until after daylight. I'll be there in 40 minutes. Before we return with act three of Strangers on a Train, I'm going to introduce my guest for tonight. She's very special, a blue-eyed blonde who's to be congratulated on playing the leading role in the very first picture she's made. When I tell you her name, you'll know she sings, she dances like a dream. It's Aileen Stanley, Jr. Name for my aunt, Aileen Stanley, who starred in so many Broadway musical comedies. I only hope that... That you'll live up to the Aileen Stanley name? You've certainly made a fine start. Well, I have Warner Brothers to thank for the opportunity and for casting me opposite a star like Gordon McCray. We'll all be watching for you, Aileen. Aren't you sorry you won't be in New York on Thursday for the world premiere of Warner Brothers' new musical? Oh, you mean, uh, I'll see you in my dreams. That song is the title of their new picture, portraying the story of the famous songwriter, Gus Kahn. The cast has Danny Thomas playing Kahn, Frank Lovejoy as his collaborator, Walter Donaldson, and Doris Day as his wife, Grace Kahn, sings his wonderful songs, making whoopee, pretty baby, nobody's sweetheart. And there's something more to make. I'll see you in my dreams, a picture to watch for. That's Patrice Wymore's dancing. Patrice is lovely as the dancing star of a Ziegfeld musical that features Kahn's songs. Patrice Wymore is always someone to see. She has that fresh, luxe, lovely look. Yes, she's a luxe girl, all right. In fact, Patrice tells me that after a day of strenuous dancing rehearsals, she really appreciates her luxe beauty bath. And I certainly agree. It's the most refreshing pickup I know. Yes, a daily luxe beauty bath is Hollywood's way to all-over loveliness. Luxe active lather makes your daily bath a real beauty bath. It leaves skin so soft and smooth. The delicate luxe fragrance really clings, makes you sure of skin that's sweet. Thank you, Aileen Stanley, Jr., for coming here tonight. Now, here's a suggestion for lovely women everywhere. Tomorrow, get this generous satin smooth bath cake. You'll delight in the creamy, rich lather, abundant even in hardest water. It leaves your skin really fresh. Luxe lovely all over. Nine out of ten screen stars use fragrant white luxe toilets, hope. We pause now for station identification. This is the CBS Radio Network. The curtain rises on Act III of Strangers on a Train, starring Ray Milland as Guy Haynes, Ruth Roman as Anne Morton, and Frank Lovejoy as Bruno Antony. To Guy Haynes, there is only one way out. Now, in the quiet of the night, Guy has entered the Antony home with the key in the map of the house that Bruno sent him. Guy has no trouble finding Mr. Antony's bedroom. Mr. Antony? Mr. Antony? Don't be alarmed. I must talk to you about your son, about Bruno, Mr. Antony. Wouldn't you feel more at home with the light on, Guy? Bruno? My father isn't home. I was about to tell you that over the phone, but you made such a sudden decision. I wondered why. Well, I thought your father would be interested to know he has a lunatic son. Then you have no intention of going ahead with our little arrangement? I never had. Bruno, look. You're terribly sick. I don't know much about these things, but why don't you go where you can get some kind of treatment? Not only for your own sake, but you can't go on causing more and more. I don't like to be double-crossed, Guy. I have a murder on my conscience. I killed your wife. But it's not just my murder. It's yours, too, isn't it? I guess it's no use trying to talk to you, Bruno. I'll leave. Yes, that man from the police who's supposed to be watching you. You mustn't let him get suspicious, Guy. You can put that gun away, Bruno. Oh, don't worry. I'm not going to shoot you, Guy. You might disturb my mother. I'm a very clever fellow. I'll think of something much better than that. Good night, Guy. Hello? I'd like to speak to Mrs. Anthony, please. Bruno Anthony's mother? This is Bruno's mother. I'm Anne Morton, Mrs. Anthony, Senator Morton's daughter. Oh, Miss Morton, good morning. How nice of you to call. I'd like to see you, Mrs. Anthony, just as quickly as possible. Why, that would be lovely. Do come over, do. Thank you. I'll leave right away. I've come here, Mrs. Anthony, but I simply had to tell you. Oh, Miss Morton, really. You've been in some very awkward scrapes, but nothing so ridiculous as a murder. But you have to make him do something about this. Don't you see that just one word from him would get Guy out of a dreadful situation? Well, but how can you take this seriously? It's just some practical joke, dear. Bruno's so terribly irresponsible, oh, he gets into all sorts of escapades. But you don't seem to understand. Your son's responsible for a woman's death. Did Bruno tell you this? Well, no, of course not. Well, there you are. Well, now, it was very nice of you to call, Miss Morton. Do come and see us again sometime, won't you? I'm afraid Mother wasn't very much help, was she? If you don't mind, I think I'd better leave. Mother hasn't been too well for some time. She's a little well... How shall I say it? She's confused. You know, I'm very upset with Guy. He shouldn't have sent you. Guy doesn't know I'm here, Mr. Anthony. He's at the tenants' club, isn't he? He will be. Yes, he's playing rentals this afternoon. It's a very important match. He must be very desperate to try to involve me. Try to involve you? Well, I've been protecting Guy ever since he told me how much he hated his wife. Do you know, Miss Morton, that Guy tried to get me to go back to that amusement park some night after dark and look for his cigarette lighter? What's a cigarette lighter got to do with it? Well, he dropped it there right after he... Well, after that night. You see, all the police are waiting for is one piece of evidence to convict Guy for the murder. I can't tell you how worried I am. Please stop. Miss Morton, I do sympathize with you, but I just couldn't do what he asks. Why, that would make me an accessory. His house came straight out of the club, Guy. You shouldn't have gone there, darling. Well, Bruno told me if the police ever found your lighter there, that's all they need. Something to prove you were there when she was murdered. Bruno has my lighter. I know, you told me. That liar bought my wanting him to get it back. That means he's going back to Metcalf, back to the amusement park. He's going to drop it there, somewhere where they'll find it. Oh, Guy, I want it so to help, but I'm afraid all I did is make things worse. He said last night you'd think of something. Well, give him credit, he certainly has. Well, you've got to get to Metcalf before he does. You haven't times to play. You better tell them now. No, if I try to avoid this match, Hennessy's bound to get suspicious. I have him out of his sight all day. Well, there's a train in and all. You stay right here. I'll try to give Hennessy the slip right after the match. But darling, that'll be too late. Didn't Bruno say I wanted him to go there some night after dark? Yes. Well, he won't expose himself in daylight. If I can finish off this match, I'll still have time. All ready, Guy. You go on in a few minutes. I'll be right out there. Now, look, Anne, here's what you better do. Get hold of Barbara. My justice. Is it Hennessy? Huh? Oh, how are you, Barbara? Oh, this here is Mr. Hammond. And this here is the senator's other goner. Oh, yes, I've seen Mr. Hammond outside the house. He's a detective, too. You and he take turns, don't you? Yeah, something like that. But if he's your relief man, why would the two of you be here together? Look, you're a nice kid, Barbara. Now, watch him hit the little ball and don't ask so many questions. Oh! The cab's outside waiting to take Guy to the station. I gave him $10. But what about those two detectives? They're still over there in the dressing rooms waiting for Guy to finish the match. Gosh, I've never seen Guy play so fast in my life. Well, he's got to get on that train, Barbara. Now, once again, as soon as the match is over, Guy's going to run out through the clubhouse. Just do your best to delay those detectives from coming after him. All Guy will need is a few seconds. Well, just leave it to me, Anne. Oh, I'm real good at getting him people's way. Looks like we're out of luck, Hammond. Hennessy beat us to it by about two minutes. The guy says he bought a ticket to Metcalfe. Well, what are we waiting for? The train just pulled out. We can still have him flag it down before he leaves. Relax. Let him go to Metcalfe. We'll phone Captain Turley and let them take over at that end. That nutty little thing. Barbara's a nice kid. Maybe it was an accident. Pushing you in the fish pond? That's one thing that puzzles me. What's Anne's big rush to get to Metcalfe? What's he going back for? Come on, Hennessy. Let's phone Turley. Fresh roasted their jambos. Peanut's fresh to do. What time does it get dark around here? What's the hurry, Jack? Here you are, folks. Those fresh roasted peanuts. What time does it get dark, I say? Well, hang around, bud. Hang around, you find out. Get them right here, folks. Roasted peanuts. They sure are doing business down at this end of the park. Are they? Oh, day and night. Ever since that girl got murdered. People want to see the scene of the crime. Oh. Well, where did it happen? Right over there. Them picnic grounds across to the goon. Lovers' lane. Yes, sir. They sure have been cleaning up. I don't think it's a very nice way to make money. These folks got to eat, too, ain't they? For a while, a smoocher wouldn't go near the place. I'm afraid I don't know what a smoocher is. Okay. So I ain't educated. Wait a minute. You think you've got a match? No. Well, you've got a lighter. Keep fooling with that lighter in your name. Oh, it's just a... Here. Buy yourself a box of matches. Characters. Places full of characters. Hello, this is Sergeant Adams. I'm phoning from the station. Put Captain Terley on the phone. This is Terley. Oh, Haines just got off the train, sir. He took a cab. He told the driver to take him to the amusement park. Oh, Bruno, I've been looking all over for you. Shouldn't have come here, Guy. This could be very dangerous for you. It'd be more dangerous if I left you here alone, wouldn't it, Bruno? This is where it happened, Guy. This is really where it happened. They try to make people believe it happened in the concessions. They figured it'll make more money that way. I came after my cigarette lighter. I want that lighter, Bruno. Don't be foolish, Guy. You're just proving a theory for them. The murderer returning to the scene of his... Give it to me. Give it to me before I... Stand where you are, Haines. Stand where you are. I've got the man you want right here. He's... Stop him. Stop him and get away. Don't make a move. Haines, I'm gonna shoot. He's getting away. I can't let him get away. They ran toward the rolling coaster. All right, just watch your fire. There are too many people here. Keep those people back. All right. One we want. It's the other one, the one who ran. What do you mean it isn't Haines? I remembered him. One of the girls was killed. Two young fellas were with her. And this one, he kept following. He kept looking at her. I remember real plain. You realize what you're saying? I've been talking to him before. I asked him for a match. It's the same one. All right, you men, surround the area. Over here, Captain. They're rolling coaster. They're under the rolling coaster, under the tracks. Well, shut it off. Turn off the roller coaster. It's out of order. It's closed down. Who tied it on? He did. The one who was running away turned the switch and kept the game. That's one way of keeping us out of there. But the track has been repaired. When those cars come down there, they're scattered all over the place. Find the bait switch and turn it off. Come any closer. Well, you run to now, Bruno. They're all around here. The police, Bruno. They won't get me not alive. I've got a gun. That's not for you, Bruno. You're much too clever to use a gun. I'll kill you and then I'll kill myself. I'll kill you first and then I'll... You better start talking, Haines. What's this all about? Well, he had my cigarette lighter. He came back here tonight to plant it. To pin the whole thing on me. Take a red lighter. Let me talk to him, please. All right, take it easy now. Over here. He's in a pretty bad way, Captain. Can't you lift that stuff off him? I'll whip down everything we can until the crane comes. Hello, Guy. Who was that with you? This is Captain Turley, Bruno. Police. Oh, they got you at last. A guy? Tell him, Bruno. Tell him you have my lighter. I haven't got it, Guy. Must still be over there where you dropped it that night. He dropped it, huh? Sorry, Guy. I want to help you. I don't know what I can do. Captain Turley, may I go through his pockets? No, of course you can. Besides, he says he hasn't got it. But if he dies before he... There's no more of it. His hand. He's got something in his hand. See what it is, Mac. It's a lighter, Captain. A cigarette lighter. Here, let me see that. From A to G. From N to Guy. Looks like you were right, Haines. I thought I'd better keep this for a while. How about staying in town overnight? I imagine there's a lot you may want to tell me. Yes, I imagine there is. Captain, may I use the telephone? Sure, go ahead. There's one up near the entrance. Shay, who was you, Mr. That Guy? His name was Bruno Antonin. A very clever fellow. Oh, yes, Guy. Yes, darling. Well, of course I'll be there. I'll leave right away. Father Barbara, it was Guy. And he's free. Yes, dear? That man across the aisle, he keeps looking at you. Oh? He's a minister. I... I didn't know you knew any ministers. I beg your pardon, but aren't you Guy Haines? I'm sorry, sir, but when I was a very little boy, my mother warned me never speak to strangers on a train. We want you to meet our stars in person, and Mr. Keely will tell you about next week's show. In the meantime, here's a tip from lovely Maureen O'Hara. With her shining dark hair and flawless white skin, Maureen is a real Irish beauty. She says, yes, indeed, I'm a luxe girl. I've found regular luxe care does wonders for my complexion. Makes it softer, smoother, really lovelier. Why don't you take Maureen O'Hara's advice? Here's all you do. Simply work luxe, soaps, rich, active lather well in. The lather's so creamy, it agrees with delicate skin. Then rinse with warm water, splash of cold. Right away, your skin looks fresher, prettier. So try Hollywood's own beauty soap tomorrow. You'll find it's easy to be luxe-lovely. Nine out of ten screen stars are luxe girls. Now, here's Mr. Keely with our stars. And we call them back for another bow. Ray Milland, Frank Lovejoy, and Ruth Roman. Ray, what have you been doing since we worked together on our latest picture? I liked it so well. I've just finished a cagney production there called Bugles in the Afternoon. In the Afternoon, I thought bugles were for early morning. Well, Frank, stories about the U.S. calories continue with fights for the Indians, which caused a great deal of bugle-blowing back in the 1870s. How about you, Ruth? What part of the Warner Brothers cast you in recently? A rather unusual row. I could play myself. And so does Frank Lovejoy. The picture is called Starlift. Oh, of course. Based on the actual trips Hollywood stars are based where the boys take off for Korea. Yes, that's right. We play two of the stars who go to the base to entertain the boys. They really should have called it the Luxe Starlift, Bill, because the actresses who go on the Starlift are naturally luxe girls. Including yourself, of course, as Ray. Certainly, I'm a luxe girl. It's my favorite beauty care. You know, by a happy coincidence, Ray is just about to leave on a Starlift of his own, all the way to Alaska to entertain our troops for the holidays. Well, it's a privilege to do so, Bill. The only trouble is, what if they're expecting a luxe girl? I won't be a bit of a disappointment. Well, you would be to me, Ray. But remember, the boys are star for entertainment. They'll really appreciate you. And speaking of entertainment, how about next week's show? Oh, it'll be great entertainment, Ruth. Starring on one of our most popular comedians, a fellow who also spends a great deal of his time entertaining the armed forces, Bob Hope. And as his co-star, Glamorous Marilyn Maxwell, we will present them in the Paramount picture Laugh Riot, I hate to miss that one, Bill. Good night. Good night. Good night, and don't talk to any strangers. How would you like double the wear from every pair of stockings you own? Then take this tip from the people who make them. Always wash nylons in luxe. Yes, over 90% of the makers of stockings recommend luxe. Why? Because the luxe way makes stockings last twice as long. Strain tests prove it. No other soap, no suds of any kind can make stockings last longer. And what's more, new luxe enriched with color freshener keeps colors clearer. Make stockings look sheerer than ever. It's the stocking care famous Hollywood screen stars insist on for their own Glamorous Nylons. Get a big box of new luxe with color freshener tomorrow. Give your stockings all your lovely washables that bright as new luxe look. Warner Brothers Company, the makers of luxe toilet soap, joined me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday evening when the Luxe Radio Theatre presents Bob Hope and Marilyn Maxwell in The Lemon Drop Kid. This is William Keely saying goodnight to you from Hollywood. Frank Lovejoy can soon be seen in the Milton Spurling production for Warner Brothers entitled Retreat Hell. Heard in our cast tonight were Patricia Hitchcock as Barbara, Ed Begley as father, Martha Wentworth as mother, and Gene Bates, Herb Butterfield, Norma Varden, Bill Conrad, Norman Field, Ted DeCorsia, Wally Mayer, Bill Johnstone, Olin Soule, Ralph Moody, Eddie Maher, Margie List, Brad Brown and Alan Wood. Our play was adapted by S.H. Barnett and our music was directed by Rudy Schrager. This is your announcer, John Milton Kennedy, reminding you to join us again next Monday night to hear The Lemon Drop Kid starring Bob Hope and Marilyn Maxwell. This is the CBS Radio Network.