 You're a doctor there, my baby. Thank you. Huh? That's nothing? There are just so many women. Sheep there. Ha ha ha. What's blood blood on? Well, look at the news on the Times building. Huh? The Italians count killed by beautiful American wife. I saw a picture in the paper this morning. He was so handsome. It's cute that it was there. Oh. Why do women and women want to shoot a man like that? No, I see in this particular case, I imagine it involves the basic psychology of a caged animal desire to be free. Well, now say it so I can understand it. Well, you see, many of the women consider their wives something to be seen in worship only in the privacy of the home. They allow them little or no freedom whatsoever. So, to gain their freedom, they kill their husbands. Ha ha. That's of course doesn't settle the problem at all, as they will undoubtedly spend the rest of their lives up in some nasty jail. Now, you see? Say, Dan. Huh? Why don't you go on a step? Dr. Daniel Danfield, student of crime psychology, many times provided the police with a solution to a battling crime. There's an interesting case for the doctor today. Let's call it the case of the bird in the gilded cage. Uh, Rusty, did you see that circular that came recently from Christmas bookstore? Circular? Yes, yes. The one suggesting the Arbara copy of Barton Drake's new book is a Christmas present for a friend. Oh, Barton Drake, the detective? Uh-huh. The person is all over you. Yes, I know. And I forgot to get a present for the guy I like most of all. Oh, that. Me? Uh, Dan, you're a physical... That's a, uh, answer, isn't it? Uh, come on. I see you want to take a look. Sure, why not? To the books. Oh, of course. Isn't that where you generally buy a book? Well, good morning, folks. Good morning. Something for you. Uh, a book bag? Yes. Yes, I received a card from the one out in Barton Drake's place. Well, we'll still be sure to be sure of a very fine book. I read it myself. You see, I love Mr. Boys. Simply lovely. Oh, if you don't mind, Mr. Christian, I'd like to... I have it right here, Dr. Danville. Dan, how do you know who you are? Anybody who listens to the radio knows who Dr. Danville is. I love the book. Here's the book. And that will be three dots. Okay, here you are. Thank you, Dr. Three out of ten. Oh, my. What's the matter, Mr. Christian? Have you ever seen a ten-dollar bill before? I'm sorry, folks. Every time. A brand-new bill. Just, uh, get it from your bank? Of course not. I made it myself. Now, uh, please give me my change. We're in a hurry. Made it to that? Oh, that's very... Oh, you made it yourself. Very, very good. Here you are. Here are your change and the book. Thank you, Mr. Christian. Come on, let's go. Let's go. I hope this book is all expected. Oh, you like it? I loved it myself. I simply loved it. Now, let me see... C number... L... 4, 5... W3... 5, 6... 9, 0... C... Oh, yes. B... S... E... C... E... E... Operator, could you get me a secret service, please? Yes, yes. Yes, yes. I'm hurry. Oh, man. It is so exciting. Oh, hello, uh, secret service. Yes, well, this is Stadious Christian, the Christian's bookstore. I've just taken an account of the $10 bill. Mm-hmm. And I know who made it. Mm-hmm. It was Dr. Daniel Danfield. Okay? Oh, he said so himself. In a moment of return for the second act of Danger Dr. Danfield, but first, I'm now back to Michael Dunn for the second act of Danger Dr. Danfield. Hey, you know, Rusty, this fellow Barton Drake isn't bad. Now, the way he handled that... Isn't there something more important to do than read that old book? Oh, for instance? Well, for instance, talking to me. Oh, Rusty. For that, I prefer soft lights and a soft device. Mm-hmm. I suppose a cold office like this isn't very conducive. Oh, you see who's at the door, Rusty? Because they go all the way. Yes? Darling? Hey, well, why am I like that? Are you Danfield? I suppose so. That's the name on the door, isn't it? Did you buy a book at Tristan's bookstore this morning? Why, yes, yes. But I can't see that that's any of your business. And you paid for it with a $10 bill. Dan, what can you do? Why, Rusty? Why, uh, yes. Yes, I believe I did. At Tristan says you made the bill yourself. Did you? Well, sure, I run them off by the dozens. Now listen, my friend, I don't like people barging in here knocking over my secretary, and otherwise making themselves distasteful. So if you haven't any more jokes to tell, I'd be very much obliged if he went back to where you came from. Now, don't get sore, Mr. I came here to do you a favor. Like accusing me of being a counterfeiter? Much obliged. You know, that was the best piece of career I've seen in months. Any guy even turn out stuff like that's an artist. Now, I've got a proposition. Dan, how does he know you bought a book at Tristan's? Well, that's easy. I was in the back of the store while you were, uh, consummating a deal. I see. And, uh, this proposition? Just what kind of a proposition? Well, now, I suppose there was a little organization. Yeah, let's go on. Now, all you have to do is make the stuff. The organization buys it. It's 50 cents on the dollar and, uh, floats it on the market. That way, everybody makes money and, uh, you don't take any of the risk. Oh, how simple. The cinch. No, I don't think so. We've been doing all right by ourselves. We don't have to play with anybody. Now, are you going to play it that way? Lone Wolf, huh? Let me tell you, Dr. Danfield, the boys aren't going to like that. Counterfeiting is a closed shop in this town. They, uh, aren't going to like it. No, they aren't. I don't like you. And here's something to prove it. Wow, right on the button. Rusty, what's your link? Mm-hmm. Yeah, I didn't know I was that good. If you could only love like you can fight. We'll, uh, get to that later. Right now, it looks like we're about to really make some money. Money? What do you mean? I think we've got a part of goals. Danny, please. They pay off double for guys like this, too. Oh? Who do you think he is? I think he's the weakest link in this town's counterfeiting chain. We'll know for sure when we turn him in for the reward. Oh, that's wonderful. Now I can have that. You better throw a cup of water in his face, Rusty. Oh, no, no, no, wait a minute. Better search him first. I find some evidence. Uh, you take the part of that side. Okay. Oh, I don't care for his choice of cigarettes. Wow. Well, a very good gun. This is go-fold. Good. Throw it over here, will you? Thanks. Now maybe we can find out who to notify in case of an accident. That's what I like about... Holy cow. What's the matter? Oh, well, I'm not sure this guy turned out to be... Again, what's wrong? Oh, nothing. Nothing, nothing at all. Only if these credentials are correct, I just knocked out a member in good standing of the United States Treasury Department. Is something here, sir? Uh, but perhaps, yep. Oh, my. It's my friend from the Secret Service. Did you capture Dr. Dan Diaz? Capture him? Uh, he hit me on the chin and escaped. Ah, he's a slippery customer. Very slippery. Not only that, but he's got a lift like a mule. When I get my hands on him, I'll take... Uh, I might be of a little help. Oh, you might, huh? Yes, yes, yes. I have an idea that at this very moment, you can find him at Senor Castile's Art Gallery. What makes you think that? Don't make me answer that. No, that's all. Well, worth a try. But if he isn't there, I'll be back. Oh, this is so exciting. Dan, I still think we should have brought that Secret Service man with us. Well, maybe. But I would have had to do a lot of explaining. Besides, I need to be taken for a sucker. This is one case I'd like to handle myself. You actually think Senor Castile is guilty? Could be. However, I wouldn't worry too much about our Secret Service friend. He'll be along almost any time if I know anything about those fellows. I only hope we get there first. Hmm. Isn't this Castile's studio? That's right, you are, Rusty. Let's go in. Yeah. Dark, isn't it? All art galleries are like that, Rusty. They want nothing to detract from the painting. Oh, Dr. Dempio, welcome. Welcome. You must like my little studio. For a back to the zoo. Yes, indeed, Senor. That was an artistic piece of work I got the other day. I wouldn't at all be surprised, but it might excite interest in some very high place. I am so happy you like it. Now, like isn't exactly the word. And the young lady? Oh, you're a pardon, Senor Castile. This is my secretary, Rusty Fairfax. Rusty, Senor Remo Castile. I am Charles. Thank you, Senor. And now, how can I be of service? Another flambo perhaps? No, no, not exactly. Today I'm interested in another form of art. Bogus, ten dollar bill. Bogus? What is it you mean, Bogus? Counterfeit, my dear, Senor. You remember the painting I purchased here the other day? Oh, but of course, an excellent choice. And I paid cash, a five hundred dollar bill. I received eight new ten dollar bills and change. They were counterfeit. What for a deal? No, no, it could not be. But it could, and they were. Oh, but surely, Senor, don't pay. No, no, no, don't get excited. All I wanted to do was tell me where they came from. It was simple to go there. Oh, but it is not so simple. I've made several sales since and before then. They might have come from anywhere. Surely you don't always get new bills, Senor. Think, that you remember. But wait! Yes? Senor, at this moment, I remember how the new bills came to me. Oh, fine. I'll tell it to you, will be. I found them. What? You found them. Oh, come now. We do not wonder that you are surprised, but it is the truth. Oh, that's very interesting. Fortunately, I have the proof. How in the world could anyone prove that anyone found any? No, that you shall see, Senorita. If you will, but wait here one moment, please. Oh. Sounds awfully fishy to me. Well, don't be hasty, Rusty. I'm betting he'll show us some proof. Yes, he's coming in. Rusty, don't whistle. Oh. Oh-ho! Good afternoon, Senor, to see you. The good part of it walked out when she walked in. Rusty? Well, an art gallery isn't quite the place to wear such a revealing negligee, is it? Or is it? You'll pardon my secretary, Senora. She's a little embarrassed. Please don't call me Senora. I'm not Spanish. I was born in Brooklyn. Oh. But you are, Senora. I mean, Mrs. Cotillo. Yeah. Though I'm not bragging about it. Who's your dressmaker, darling? I like that thing you almost have on. Don't be catty, sister. I... Oh, what's the use? I know I shouldn't be out here. But I just had to talk to somebody. No, wait a minute. I didn't mean to. It's all right. I saw Raymond leaving. I thought I'd get a chance to... No, forget it. It's no use. Well, now, if you'll need some kind of help, I'll be on my way. Maria! What are you doing here? And in that attire? Oh, I'm sorry, Raymond. I look out the door and these people are here, and I thought they were customers. All right. It's got to stop. Go back to your room with one. You can. Well, I like that. Dan, you also... Rusty, this is none of your business. But... Rusty! Oh, well... And now, in your Dunfield, here is the proof you ask for it. This envelope ended this day. The envelope? Yes. It was in the envelope that I found the money. It was three weeks ago. And the newspaper? I read it right here. In the lost and found cards. Yeah, these papers dated December 20th. And this morning on 7th Avenue, near 14th Street, an envelope containing a sum of money. The owner can claim by describing an envelope and naming denomination of bills. Well... So, you see, I did everything possible to locate the right loaner. I never dreamed it was as you say, a bogus. Oh? And now, may I have the paper and the envelope, please? Oh, surely, surely. Here you are. There were no papers in the envelope that might give us a clue as to the owner? No, none. Well, I guess that's that. Guess we'll have to go back and take your medicine then. Yes, senor? Your senor Raymond Castile? At your service, senor. I'm mainly the United States Treasury Department. Oh? Oh, but surely there is nothing in my poor little shop. No, no, no, no. I'm looking for a party at Dr. Danfield. I have reason to believe it. Dr. Danfield? Oh, I'm so sorry, senor Maynard. Dr. Danfield left half hour ago. Marie! How did you get away? Oh, I begged Raymond to let me come. I told him that he was going to keep me cooped up. He could at least get me something to read. Fine, fine, fine. Now tell me what's happened. Oh, I'm so excited. Oh, lost. But none of it's too good. Did Dr. Danfield come to the shop? Yeah, he was there. Good, good, good. Was he suspicious? I think so at first. Then Raymond showed him the envelope and the newspaper, and he seemed to think it explained everything. Oh, my dear. And I suppose he went away, huh? Yeah, he left. Oh, sad darling. We were crazy to try it this way. The other would have been much more direct, and Danfield's gone and completely fooled, I think. Oh, no, I don't think so, my dear. That's not the way it happens in these best detective books. Oh, no. Dr. Danfield will be back. Oh, love that man. In the meantime, I'm still shut up in Raymond's gilded cage. But not for long, my sweet. The wee things are shaping up. I think before long, I can promise you a lovely, a lovely murder. In a moment of return for the third act of Danger Dr. Danfield, but first, now back to Michael Dunn for the third act of Danger Dr. Danfield. Dan, do you think our little boy red, white, and blue is still here? Well, I don't, I don't think I hit him that hard. Now we'll see. Yep, he's gone. What a guy. Not the door after him, too. Well, let's see, let's get busy. I'll take the desk and you look through the newspaper desk. Dan, I can't get over the way of seeing his wife acted. He must have a lot of power over her. He was absolutely cruel. And along the sign show that she's beginning to resent it, too. There, Rusty, have the typical example of what we're talking about. Why women shoot their husbands. Oh, you, did you find it, Jeff? Wait a minute. Yeah, I think so. Is this what you want? Yes, yes. The envelope was contained. A circular advertising bought in Drake's near-book. Yes. Take a look at the postmarked envelope. It stated the son of the 24th. Well, what's funny about that? Well, a circular was advertising the book as a Christmas present. And it's just after Christmas? And the fact that Tristan didn't mail it until the 24th proves that he knew I wouldn't receive it until after Christmas. And therefore, I wouldn't have any use for the book for a present. Oh, what in the world would he do that for? Well, he wanted to get me in his store for some reason or another. Tristan's a psychological piece himself. You know, he's as frustrated as 50s, if I ever saw one. Yeah, he was sure I'd notice that date and come running. No, I still think it's just a coincidence. There are already too many coincidences in this case to ignore another one. Such as what? Such as the flap on that envelope Senor Castillo showed us. It's never been sealed. And that three-week-old newspaper must have been lying around mighty handy. But what's the tie-up between the bookstore and Senor Castillo? Well, I'm not sure. There must be one somewhere. Tristan must have known that I had bought the painting. He must, too, have known that I had the counterfeit money, so he used a smart trick to get me into his store, hoping that I'd buy a book that's one of the bills. Well, it's all done me. What do we do now? We're going to the newspaper office and put an ad in the classified column. Something like, what is a counterfeiter would applicant please oblige by giving himself up? I'm sorry, sir, we can't possibly run your ad for at least three days. Three days? Dan, will that be too late? Yes, quite right, Rusty. By that time, I won't need it. Oh, miss, isn't there a chance of breaking the rules? It isn't a question of breaking the rules, young man. Everyone has to wait for their friends. Yes, if I'm staying. Well, come along, Rusty. I've got what I wanted. As usual, awarded columns were not found warranting. I had him a better than to come here. Well, I had to, Marie. I simply had. But Raymond, we stepped out for a minute. I know. I was casing the place. I saw Emily. I came to tell her that I'm going to the police. Oh, we can't do that. He'll kill me. No, we won't, because you're coming with me. But why don't we wait until Dr. Dan will... I never prayed Dr. Dan, David and Cat Charm. He did the secret servicemen. I planned it and worked out at all like I read the book. Well, all right. I'll kiss me, darling. I'm going to need all the strength I can get. Oh, I love you. Simply love you. Lungo could only paint a picture like that. Oh, Raymond, where did you come from? We've never heard of backdoors, mate. Now look here, you know. So this is your love of mine. This little insignificant book for this, this deep squeaky... Don't you dare stick a satious like that. Marie, go to your room. I will not. He boarded me around for the last time. Daddy's in. I love each other. Nothing you can say or do will keep us apart. I think this will accomplish that purpose, my dear. Well, again, isn't this exciting? But you wouldn't shoot. They never do. Don't they? Stop sniveling in the pool. Let me shut you through the arms. I suppose this is my own fault. I was foolish to allow Marie to visit the bookshop. But this is America, sir. My wife in any country, my friend. There's something to be cherished and protected. Now you both must be destroyed. My, my honor, permits no other solution. But, but, but, but, Marie isn't to blame. No, why don't you... And proceed me, please. Down the steps. Raymond, a, a cut... The customer can wait. Perhaps it's Dr. Danfield, Marie. I knew he'd come back. I do not think so, my little friend. I was quite prepared for your senior dental. No, my dear. I'm afraid you're planned to get rid of me. Very miserably. Now, March. It doesn't seem to be anybody here, Dan. No, there must be. Señor Castillo wouldn't leave all these vegetables out of the canvas. Ben, wasn't that a shock? It was, unless an engine backfired in the basement. Come on, we better hurry. Now this looks like it might be a door over here. Yes, yes. Here are the steps. You stay up here, Rusty. I told you to stay upstairs, Rusty. I kind of wish I had. Look. Oh, line up with this, doctor. You also be a very fair thanks. That is better. Thank you. Rusty, I'm all kinds of a fool. Oh, Dan, poor Mr. Tristan. He's bleeding. No, nothing serious, my dear. I just shot him through the other arm to render him incapable of action. Little men are so rash, you know. Well, I guess you win, Raymond. I'm sorry I got you into this, Dr. Danfield. I thought I was being clever. From now on, I'll stick to selling books. Must I remind you that for all of you, there will be no from now on. Oh, Dan, look at all this machinery. Never mind the machinery. Rusty, it takes presses to print counterfeit bills. You didn't by any chance print that newspaper, too, did you, Senor? Only part of it, Senor Dalton. I thought so. Nice to know these things before we die, you know. You are, of course, going to kill us. Yes, yes, I have no other choice. Now let me see. I think Murray shall be the first. Dan, are you going to let him? Of course not. At least pull up a fight. Ready, Murray? Drop the gun, Castillo. Oh! Drop it! Quick! Well... Well, I thought it was about time you were getting here. Rusty, Rusty, where are your manners? Say hello, it's your friend, little boy red, white, and blue. In a moment we return for the conclusion of danger, Dr. Danfield, but first, now for the conclusion of danger, Dr. Danfield. Well, Doctor, I finally caught up with you. Oh, thank heavens you did, Mr. Maynard. The howl. Well, after I missed you here before, I simply stood in the doorway across the street and watched the place. Simple as that, huh? You should have let me in on it, though. After the sock I gave you, don't be foolish. Yeah, see what you mean. Well, anyway, it turned out all right. But I'd like to have all the information from my report. Well, I think perhaps that Murray here can tell you more than I. Mrs. Castillo? Well, to begin with, I married the guy because he was so polite, I guess. And then until he had a lot of money. Yeah, I guess that must have been it. I must have married him for his money. There's a go on. After I married him, though, he changed. He kept me cooped up all the time, wouldn't let me see anybody except a few people I got to wait on in the shop. Oh, he spent money on me like mad, but I wanted a little freedom. Sounds familiar, doesn't it, Mr. Maynard? But the only place I was allowed to visit was that bookshop. I guess it was only natural that I grew to hate my husband and began to love that. You knew, of course, that your husband was manufacturing this kind of money. Not at first. Until I began to wonder where all the money came from. There just wasn't that much business in the studio. And then one day I discovered the presses. Well, I didn't should go right to the police. I realize now that I should have, but I talked it over with Dad and he thought we ought to do it like they do in detective stories. Yes, I love detective stories. I simply love them. And we saw our chance when Dr. Danforth came in to buy the flambeau. I was able to get an account if it bills in change and from there on, I'm sad that the rest... Yes, I knew that if I could get you to spend one of the bills in my store and then notify the authorities, you would be angry and trace the bills to their source. And we wanted to do it in such a way that Raymond would never suspect it. We were responsible. Yes, but that fake lost and found item of your husband's nearly threw us off the trail in town. No, no, no, no, Rusty, that's where you're wrong. It was that ad that put me right on the trail. It did. Of course. Didn't you hear the girl at the classified desk say that all ads had to be turned in at least three days before publication? Oh, yes. The advertisement that Castillo showed us stated that he had found an envelope with valuable contents that morning. I know that. And how could he have stated that he found it that morning and had to get his advertising copy into the paper three days before? Oh, why, Dan, that's right. That's pretty good thinking, Dr. Danfield. Oh, Danny, you're wonderful. Yes, yes, I am. But I'm afraid I can't take all the credit this time. Why not? Well, you see, Thaddeus Tristan and I have both read the same book in which there's a case just like this one. It's by Barton Drake. You can buy it for $3.