 And now, a tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. Name, Betty Willoughby, Mrs. Herbert Willoughby, 35, tall, blonde, beautifully groomed, self-controlled, neat, efficient, a perfect lady in every respect. Lady Macbeth was a lady too. In a moment, Act One of You Can Die Laughing, starring Evelyn Juster and Larry Haynes, and written especially for suspense by Robert Arthur. The lively crowd, today you're green, those who think young say Pepsi, please. They picked the right one, the modern light one, now it's Pepsi. For those who think young, so go ahead and pick the drink that lets you drink young as you think. Yes, get the right one, the modern light one, now it's Pepsi. For those who think young. Many people have a totally wrong idea about ladies. They think ladies nearly sit around looking helpless. On the contrary, ladies are trained. They can do anything they have to, run a large household or commit murder. And whether she's giving a dinner for fifty or killing her husband, a lady is efficient. So naturally, when I decided to kill my husband, Herbert, I planned every detail in advance very carefully. Oh, I don't want you to think I decided to kill him for no reason. You see, there was Jack, Jack Holden, dear sweet Jack. But Jack was only the direct cause of my decision, the indirect cause. The thing that for years had made me wish Herbert dead was Herbert's laughing. Herbert was what men call a jolly, good-natured man. And he loved vulgar practical jokes. He was always laughing, laughing, until I thought I would scream. I'll tell you, Betty, you missed the great show. I was a great show. Answer or else with jolly George Gordon. What a comedian that fellow is. Laugh, I almost died laughing. I'm afraid he doesn't amuse me, Herbert. Those moronic stunts. Oh, what do you mean, moronic? You should have seen him tonight. Listen, this young couple, see, a young couple. They're just married, right? So he gives them a brand new car for a wedding present and a complete set of luggage and clothes, and he sent them off to Hollywood. Well, what's so funny about that? Well, then he reported to the police that the car and the clothes and the luggage were all stolen. Herbert, I don't think it's funny. Yeah, well, let's take a look at this now. Is this funny? A check for $500. Sure, sure, that's a present for you. You know where I got it? No. From jolly George Gordon himself? For what? Well, I had lunch with him yesterday. I suggested a gag for a show. And he's going to use it. Two weeks from tonight, he paid me for it. Have you suggested a gag for the answer or else program? Sure, and you know what? He's going to give me credit on the air for it. We're going over to Bill and Gene Rexford's place to listen. There'll be a whole gag there. Oh, but Herbert, two weeks from tonight, you're flying to Mexico. I'm flying to... Oh, gosh, that's right. Business always business. But as the man says, when you got to go, you got to go. Well, maybe they can postpone it. But I can catch it at the airport before my plane leaves. You go on over to the Rexford. Oh, I tell you, it's such a terrific gag. Here's the idea. Well, you'll see it, you'll see it. Now, to get serious for change, I got some bad news. Bad news? Yeah, it's about Jack Holden. Jack? Has he been hurt? Is he sick? No, but he's sure going to be when I put him in jail. In jail? That's right. But why? Well, he's been dipping into the till. What? Yeah, stealing from the company. Oh, but I can't believe that. I tell you, Betty, I couldn't either. That boy, I made him my personal assistant. I trusted him. I had him out here to dinner. I treated him like a member of the family, and he turns out to be a thief. Oh, he can't be. No, there's no mistake about it. Leave me, I'm positive. But does anyone else know? No, so far just me, because the whole office will know tomorrow when I have him arrested. Does he know you suspect him? Not a thing. He's going to be one surprised young fella. No, Herbert, you mustn't. You mustn't arrest him. Oh, now, Betty, for Pete's sake, why not? Nobody steals from Herbert Willoughby and gets away with it. Well, I mean you mustn't arrest him before you make your trip to Mexico. You need him to run the office while you're away. Yeah, that's right. Sure. Things would really be in a mess, huh? After all, he's been my right-hand man. Oh, but I don't see how I can... Now, hand to him your puzzle by something in the accounts, and you're going to check up when you get back. That way, he'll be sure to be honest while you're gone, and then when you get back... No, into jail with him, huh? But I couldn't let Herbert put Jack in jail. You're handsome, Jack. Oh, he'd made these last few years worth living for me. By thinking fast, I'd got Herbert to postpone accusing Jack. Now I had to think of how to prevent it entirely. And in the end, I saw that there was only one way. The next day, Jack slipped away from the office to come out to the house to talk. He said he was going to send me to jail. He said you'd be behind bars for ten years, darling. Oh, great. Betty... Maybe if I throw myself on his mercy. Mercy? Oh. He has no mercy. Underneath that donkey laugh, he's as merciless as a shark. Oh, he'll send you to jail, and what will become of me? Well, why should anything happen to you? Well, when the detective start investigating you, they'll find out about us. Then he'll throw me out without a penny. No, Jack, we can't let him. We've got to stop Herbert. Stop him? How? Well, there's only one way. We have to kill him. When I said we'd have to kill him, oh, I was being very direct. I meant to kill Herbert, and I said so. I had the whole scheme worked out. We'd do it the night Herbert was supposed to leave for Mexico. And for getting rid of him afterwards, well, the old ruin of a supposedly haunted house Herbert owned out in the swampy woods would be ideal. My plan, like all good plans, was simple and direct. And when Jack saw there was no alternative, he agreed. All right. All right, Penny. We'll get rid of him the night he starts from Mexico. He'll leave here, never get there. And we just don't know what became of him. That's it, darling. There's nothing to go wrong. Yeah, sure. But how will I act toward him between now and then? Just as usual. He won't say anything about you stealing the money. He thinks it's going to be a great joke to arrest you when he comes back. So, the night he leaves, you'll have dinner with us and drive to the train with us. Oh, he's right. Oh, that kills me to tell you. Here's another good one. The little moron, the little moron. He says, he asked, what did the first wall say to the second wall? Will you give up, Betty, Jack? Yes, Herbert, we give up. What did the first wall say to the second wall? What did the first wall say to the second wall? What did the first wall say to the second wall? We give up. What did the first wall say to the second wall? Why, it said, meet you at the corner. You get it? Meet you at the corner. Excuse me, Mr. Willoughby. Mr. Willoughby. I'm afraid we may miss your train. My watch says 818. It does. Mine says, hey, look, Betty, my watch is slow. We'll miss my train to New York. I'll never get to the airport on time. I'll tell you what. Let's drive to Ridgeville instead and take the train there. Ridgeville? Yes, there's an express that stops there at 845. We'll take that instead of the local. Oh, yes, sure, that's right. You know, sweetheart, you've got a good head on it. Come on, Jack, help me with my bags. Twenty minutes later, we were parked in the darkness at the far end of the Ridgeville station. I had deliberately set Herbert's watch back while he was dressing so he'd miss his usual train. Now we watched him go in by his ticket. Betty, I don't think I can go through with this. Of course you can. Isn't it better than ten years in jail? I suppose we're caught. I've planned everything and we can't be caught. Now Herbert's in there buying his ticket. This is an express. It's crowded. Later no one will be sure if he was on it or not. The police will simply assume he was on it. Yes, I suppose they will. I know they will. Now later tonight, you'll take his bags to New York and check them in a pay locker at the station. When they're found, the evidence is all clear. He reached New York safely and vanished. Hundreds of people vanish in New York every year. No one will ever connect us with it. All right, Betty. Here he comes. I'd better get out and be waiting. Well, I've got the ticket. You've got my bags out, Jack. I'm sorry, Mr. Willoughby. I dropped the key to the luggage compartment in the back of the car and we can't find it. I dropped it in the back of the car. How'd you do that? It was my fault. Jack reached into the window for the keys and they slipped out of my fingers. Oh, here comes my train. Light a match and find the key. I'm sorry, sir. I don't have a match. What kind of an idiot are you? Here, let me look. I've got a lighter. You've got a hurry. Where did you drop them? I don't see anything. I can't imagine how any guy would be stupid enough to drop a match. I'm pushing into the car. Grab his car. He's dead. Relax, Doctor. He's over. It had worked perfectly. Not a soul had paid us any attention. As far as the world knew, Herbert was on that train headed for New York, where his checked bags would later be found. Actually, he was in the back of the car as I drove it deep into a swampy section of woods a few miles away. Why, shouldn't we be there by now? The house is just around the next turn. You'll see it in a minute. Oh, there. What a monstrosity. Why, it must be two hundred years old. Two hundred and sixty. Herbert bought it because it was supposed to be haunted. Oh, you must have heard him talk about it. Oh, yes. Only a thousand times. I own a real haunted house, he'd say. And then he'd laugh like crazy. He claimed it was haunted by a revolutionary war pirate. Well, now that's just nonsense. But now he'll be able to haunted himself. Come on, we have to get him out and bury him. Together, Jack and I lifted Herbert's body out of the car, laid him at the foot of a tree. We left the raincoat covering him. I confess that I felt a little squeamish about seeing his face. But I felt no remorse. All I could think of was how wonderful it would be. Never, never to hear Herbert's hideous, grating laughter again. In the trunk of the car, we had tools and electric lanterns. Leaving Herbert until we were ready, Jack and I entered the crazy, ruined old house and went down the creaking steps into the cellar. There we selected a spot underneath the cellar stairs. The jacks against dig. Isn't this deep enough, Betty? Oh, yes, of course. In any way we have to hurry. We still have to get to the Rexford's later. All right, give me a hand. Help me out of here. What about the Rexfords? Did you forget? This is the night Herbert's silly gag's going to be used on the Answer or Else program. The Rexfords are going to be watching. We have to be there. Oh, great. Well, we better hurry. All right, come on. Let's go get Herbert. All right. I still have to drive to New York with those bags after the Rexfords party. We're back up the steps now to the car to where we'd left Herbert lying beneath a tree. And we stopped. I felt as if a great fist had seized my heart and was trying to stop it. Herbert was gone. In a moment, the concluding act of... Jason Sanborn has pure coffee nectar. Enjoy the richness of the pure coffee nectar in new instant Jason Sanborn. The rich new instant from Jason Sanborn. Fine coffee for nearly 100 years. Buddy, this is where we left him. There's the raincoat, but he's gone. Someone has found his body. No, no, that's impossible. We'd have heard them. Let me think. Let me think. Of course he must have revived. He wasn't dead. And he's escaped. Look, these marks on the ground he must have been calling. Well, he couldn't have gone far. We've got to look for him. Jack, shine your light around. This way toward the road. No, this way, Betty, my dear. I'm over here. He's sitting up against a rock. This is as far as I could get. I wasn't as dead as you thought, my dear. It's a good joke on you to find me gone, wasn't it? The expression on your face. He's dead, Jack. At last. He's had his final choke. He even died laughing. But now it's our turn. Now it's our turn. How the cellophore looks normal again. No one can tell it's a private graveyard. Jack, darling, it's all right. It's almost all over. Yes, I know, Betty, the nerves of steel, apparently you do. Oh, it's just that I planned this so carefully, darling. I know everything's all right. Well, then let's go, huh? No. Let me have the light. I want to shine it around one last time to make sure we haven't left anything that much. It's that. What? There. Over in that corner. Oh, let me look. It's got a paper. Betty, it's a wrapper off a stick of chewing gum. Someone's been here recently. Let me see it. It's laying there for a long time. For days at least. Well, how'd it get here? Some tramp was here. Maybe some kid playing in this old house. That's all. I guess you're right. Here, help me with the spoon. Get ourselves out of here. I don't know about you, but I need a drink. I'll go back to the house and cleaned up. Then I porters both drinks. It had gone off rather neatly, I thought. But then, as I said, planning is so important. Whether you're giving a big party or murdering your husband. Here, darling, your drink. Oh, yes, thanks, Betty. Oh, I need it there. We can relax now. Almost. Almost all over, Betty. I still have to drive to New York and plant those bags in a pay locker. Yes, in the Rexford's party. Oh, I wish we could skip that. Why don't we? We're going to be late anyway. Oh, we can't. Herbert made such a point that we watch when they use his precious gag. It looks suspicious. Herbert has gags. Well, let's go. No, wait. We could take a minute longer. What? Darling, we're alone. We don't have Herbert to worry about. Of course, sweetheart. I guess I was just keyed up. Come here. Is this better? We're going to have Herbert gone. Maybe we want to skip the Rexford's and their party in the silly program. And Herbert's stunned. And everything else. But we couldn't. So, 10 minutes later, we were ringing the bell at Rexford's place. Hope we can get away fast as soon as this thing is over. It's a party, Jack. We can't rush off too fast. Well, I... Shh, here comes somebody. We thought you weren't going to make it. Come on in, quick. We had a little trouble with the car. Isn't that always the way? Well, come on into the living room. Bill? Jack and Betty are here. Good. Jolly George Gordon is just explaining about good old Herb's gag. It's a Lulu, kids. Here, I'll turn the set up. Goodbye, all of you, and lots of luck. And so, folks, there go our four pair of contestants on tonight's special stunt. Eight happy people without an idea what they're getting into. And now, Jolly George is going to let all of you out there into the plot. Oh, I can't wait to hear it. You see, we've just sent those four couples out with roadmaps and picks and shovels to dig for buried treasure. What they don't know is they're going to wind up in the cellar of a haunted house. Yes, sir, the first ones to get to that haunted house and dig in the right part of the cellar will find a chest with $5,000 in it. Dig in the cellar. Some treasure, eh? But to test their nerves while they're digging, we're going to broadcast into that house all the ghostly noises you can think of. Howling dogs and clanking chains and squeaking doors and everything. Hey, that's not a bad game. Aren't we just devils? Our special thanks to Herbert Willoughby of Connecticut for thinking of the stunt and lending us his own haunted house in the woods for it. We buried the chest there a week ago and carefully moved any size that we had been there. That money is buried in Herbert's old haunted house. Hey, we've got as much right to dig in as anybody. Now an hour from now that whole cellar will be dug up and we want to get there first. So come on, let's go. Betty will show us the way. Won't you, Betty? So you see, doctor, my plan for getting rid of Herbert was a perfectly good one. I'm not ashamed of it a bit. And it is silly stunt for that moronic program spoiled everything. I'm prepared to take the consequences. A lady does what she has to without freedom. There's only one thing I want to ask you. Since Herbert is dead, why doesn't he stop laughing? Can't you hear him? Doctor, make him stop. Make him stop laughing like that. Day and night I... ...want to know the names and written especially for suspense by Robert Arthur. In a moment, the names of our players and a word about next week's story of suspense. Athlete's foot roots, like garden weed roots, grow below the surface. You've got to penetrate the surface to root it out. And that's how NP-27 treatment works to root out athlete's foot. NP-27 penetrates below skin surface, where other remedies can't reach, even into toenails. NP-27 liquid stops itch, relieves pain, promotes healthy tissue. NP-27 powder guards against new infection, keeps feet healthy dry. NP-27 roots out athlete's foot, or your drugist will refund your money. Suspense is produced and directed by Bruno Zirato Jr. Musical supervision by Ethel Huber. Featured in tonight's story, where Ian Martin as Herbert Willoughby, Lee Vines as Jolly George Gordon, Gertrude Warner as Gene Rexford and William Mason as Bill Rexford. 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