 The Inner Sanctum Mystery, brought to you by the makers of Promise Hills. Good evening, family. I'm Raymond Redhead. You remember? Won't you, uh, come into our Inner Sanctum? Yeah, it's very gratifying that you have the courage to come back. I was afraid of a story last week might have been too much for you. But, since it wasn't, I suppose we see what you think of tonight's tale. The story of a strange, weird boy that makes the ancient man one of the rover boys. Inner Sanctum Mystery, tonight bring you the best gift. Featuring an all-star cast of radio favorites in an original radio travel by Robert Heumann. Resented for your entertainment by the makers of Carter's Little Liverpool. The best friend of your sunny disposition. A question before we begin. Do you really know anything about the sea? The sea that covers some parts of the Earth's surface? The place of storms and sudden death. A place where anything can happen, and usually does, aboard the jet ship. The Caribbean. That blew home of the Gulf Stream in the mysterious I guess a while. Somewhere near the center, heading north, an open source. In its eyes, red rims, their faces long flat. A five-man. One of the princesses stern. That's trailing them, the menacing, triangular, flat sea. Captain, Captain's right here. What is it called here? He's back. He's calling us again. All right. That's a shot. It's the same one that picks us up right after the wreck. How do you know it's that same one? Because I do, and I don't like it. You know what it means. This man's dead. If people are following this and doing, I'll hold the shot, Captain. I think you can't get him. Ah, what's the change? I tried three times already. Please, Captain. Well, if you need a gun, let me try. Okay. Hold the tiller. Did you get it? A little sling. Maybe he'll go away when shot dies. That's what he's waiting for. Yes, he's in transit, Dave. He is. With all his grip, Captain. Okay. He's busy, he's busy. You know what it means. What he says? Look. He opens his eyes. Water. Water. You got him for water. I hate him. I need to get him to clean me. Don't be a fool, friend. You know he's dying. Water won't save him as highly enough for the rest of us. He's entitled to his shit. He can have my rights and decide. Me, too. Well, for my money, you're crazy, but... All right, talky person up. I love a cup. Okay, Captain. Anything you want to drink, sir? Here you go. Thanks. There you are, Captain. There you are. Now, drink this. Water. Water. Where? What happened? You got to remember, George. It was the Mary Kay that stoned last night. We ran into a reef off Skeleton Seed. Found it. All hands were locked, Captain. Some gear fell on you and you got to find the first. Skeleton Seed? Oh, remember? Right there, Captain. After the pike storming, we were spinning the reef. The same day I saw it. I did. And then we... You know, Captain, I... You wanted to wreck this ship. What? That's crazy. It is. I put it up for you and George. I told you it was going to win you. You had to launch. It went off before we even... Perfect. I don't know what we're doing here in a whale boat and it's cold and hot in the water. Get the field over after some heat. You couldn't get the launch here. There's a mountain down the whole ship property. And then... I'm dying. So I'm putting a test on you. On both of you. A test that'll follow you with this. And then... What? George, you know... Hey. Hey, my mother-in-law, besides... What? We can't do that, Captain. That's hot! All you want to do is keep him here. I said, hey, my mother-in-law... Listen, Captain. He was my parents. We ship together for years. Look over there. You see the black clouds? There's a small coming. What chance do we have of living so much less we'd like to ship? He's right, sir. We reckon the merry-go-round. He was out of his head for years. I'll... I'll be there. Delirious. If you don't think I'm free, Captain, there's one... No, ma'am. What do you say, sir? He... He didn't hear. He was just shaking and worse than before. He was just... Honey! Honey, how? There's a situation of things falling off. Right, I saw. There was no one at the house. But there is a good thing of him. Good. Can you see anyone there? Can you see? Listen, getting aboard her is all I want to say. Put out those oars and start rowing. All right. Come on, you're there, sir. Thank you. I'm letting the shots go. Okay, sir. All right. So long, sir. Well, maybe he's drunk. Well, by and large, he didn't see him. Maybe right from the coast below and... I'm up on his face. By and large, like he'd been caught by hellfire. And this too, this is the death gift. You heard of him? He's been chained to the house. He's wandering around the streets. There's too many people. We have to throw them first. And no way of telling where the crew went. All right. Oh, you don't. You're out of the way of what I suppose. Why, with this wall coming up... Coming up from here. Take the wheelspan. Cut that body. Keep it off the board. You worry? I don't know. These are your worst confines. People if she goes, do not follow the wind. Okay. There she is. They can take you down. You can't hide me through the covers when you run. I like the vinegar fire. Got a sip under the sinker. Put your tool from the field of earth. And dust and time. We just swamped on the way of earth. Peace of luck all right? All right, with this oil... This oil is amazing, let's give it a listen. Let's hear what happened to the crew and what good is it, man? We found out the reason here. Well, as soon as party invention gets back... We'll take a little... You're happy to be walking on that floor. Okay, by the... Yeah, we can't get them up by them, are they? Take a look below, duckie-means. Aye. You stay at the wheel, friend. Aye, aye, sir. Do not. You can resort to what's thinking. Friend in there? Uh, I doubt it. You don't lie to me, if he was waterlocked. What about a place? A whole sort of dying-off. Yeah, it might be. Look at this habitat. Well, it looks like it must have been the captain. Uh-huh. Okay, sure, sure. Bunk's made up. Hey, what's that? There, get the wall. Hey, chef. Oh, oh. That's just what's all before you were born. It wouldn't be our time to stop it. Oh, you're supposed to do it. I don't know. We're so insane. Hey. Here's what's left of us. Uh, it's curvy. And it really makes me like you any better. Huh? What do you mean? You think the people should really be the captain? It's like I have. But have you ever heard of anything like the captain before? Like what? A little bit, Rick. Just around for the day and a night. Enough to both burn into a ship without anyone on it. And then the couple is stretched out to the boat. Hey, what are you, 500? That happened, didn't it? Did it? Couple of minutes to go. Eight, nine, eight, nine, ten, ten. What's the port fire there? Oh, something. What? It was too dark to be true. What if it looked to me like it was with five minutes? Then somehow they get the feeling that those five men were past. What? The next time they just think we're really here on board the ship at all. We only think we are. We really feel like there's something around in the way of both. See? There's blood discharge. And then they get the hurt. It's weird. Oh, shit. My father's little never failed. They do the work of talent, but have no talent in them. Well, they are simple skills made of vegetable drugs. They wake up the floor of one of our most vital digestive juices. When this vital juice flows at the rate of two times a day, it helps to digest our food and brings back the glorious feeling that goes with regularity. Then both will feel like happy days are here again. But until you get the genuine father's little never failed. But if our course from now on is one that's never failed. Don't blame me. Just a moment later now. Three men are still standing in the stern of the ship. It's just north of the darkness. Old train at the helm. Stepping tight. Calm sentient. I tell you, it's a poverty. How much that person's worth. Because he'll never. Don't lie down for a while. I'll take a wheel. He'll take a piece. All right. He'll take a piece. He'll take a piece. He'll take a piece. He'll take a piece. All right. He'll take a piece. He'll take a piece. What happened to the people in the way? And he don't know what's here, the men. He's found the last people in the way. Well, they're all we know. I'm fine. Just come soon. I'm awesome. All right. Wouldn't that make you a dollar profit? All right. You're right. Find him that piece. I'll take a piece. I'll hit him from the bottom of that. I'll wheel down and I'll read it right. No, Captain. Anything is just a stick. You can take a bit of a piece, please. Okay. Come on, Captain. All right. No, look. I'm a lot of fucking shit. No. You're a shit. You're a shit. You're a shit. You're a shit. You're a shit. You're a shit. You're a shit. What a yarn. You're a shit. You're a shit. Well, it's a big step here. You're wrong for a man named Talbot. He got the shit. He just put it on a bookshop one day. Italian. The treasure ship that went down around these spots. Dorm? Spotly. Probably put it off their ship. Came down here to look for the treasure. They found it all right first. As soon as they started home, they found these things together. And then they see, you're the crew that tried to break in and get Talbot's drone. When the guy went for him with a Marlin spike, you have to do something drastic. So he and his mate jumped the last five men into the whale boat. It's not a madrid. Their last entry was made day before yesterday. At least this is the beginning of an entry, but it trails off into a flat. He must hear it, Talbot. He can't take it. He can't make it to the moon. But we still don't know who or what. What do they think of anything different? First person? First person? First person? First person? You know what I would do if my first person went in with two trips first and took the drake over the face. Over my head, buddy. Oh, I don't have a bike. I didn't hear your comments. That's all that's gonna make me an old man. No, it's not. No, it's not. Oh, it's not. It's land by morning. Captain Spike! Captain Spike! What's that supposed to be? He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. He would not fit him up. So, if you are not gonna look into the shortώρα like Secretary back on deck, I'll jump him. Yeah. Nothing. Nothing, you... You must have... What you're doing? Well, I ain't gonna make the same mistake, Talbot. I can't handle this shit for the minute. When it does, I'd rather hunt. We couldn't get the gold home, neither to Talbot. We're both with the five men in it that stemmed all last night. You've forgotten what he said that meant. We're sailing through North. The sun should be rising on the side of the earth, doesn't it? It's coming up the lava in the west. Darn it. It's rising in the west. That land ahead there, it's not the coast. Yellowton Key, where you'll wreck the merry day. You've been dead for two days. Dead and doomed to fail a death ship. And a circle through all eternity. No! He's not going to come up. A circle. When it looks like he's being searched, the furlough does not do anything. What's my work, then? I thought I saw you move once in a while. I had a hunch you weren't dead. Well, I think dead. I didn't wish for dead. Heck no. Does that plug for your shoulder feel as if it were? Well, you know, but... but you did get too rich. A friend tried to get his gun. Rich? Well, he looks rich about the sun. He's rising in the west instead of being... No, it's not, friend. As soon as I saw it, the whole thing came to me. You remember that body we found left to the wheel? The mate? The mate? Yeah. Struck by lightning during the storm when the merry day went down. Despite killing him, it polarized the compass. Reversed it so that the needle pointed south instead of north. That's why it looked like the sun was coming up on the wrong side. That's why we ended back here at the skeleton key again. We were sailing south all the time, instead of north. Well, they looked rich. They said they were rich. They said they were very rich. And you know who they were? The man's carpet and his mate set a drift. So they wouldn't have to share the treasure with him. You know what we're going to do? We're going to pick him up and get him to help us sail this ship home. And this place is? You said you didn't want any part of it. Well, I don't either. They found it. Let them divvy it up. We found this ship. It's great. It's ours now. Power to do anything we like with it. We're our own boss from here on in, then. And what more can a man want? Yes, we can. We'll bring them you will. The Caribbean with a treasure of order and a dead man at the helm. It's a pleasant little tale, isn't it? Did they have enough corpses and something death-end if they said so? No, it didn't. Some people have never started trying. It's a good thing they're not, Raymond. Although there wouldn't have been any progress. You mean we'd have to get along without such things as the telephone? Yes. Electric lights? The radio. And Carter's Little Liberty? Absent for bit. Yes, Raymond. Scores of people would hate to be without Carter's Little Liberty. Because they've learned that a mean, cranky, sour disposition and irregularity often takes a decided change for the better. Soon after they try, these simple little pills made of vegetable broth and fish, have a good mention that Carter's Little Liberty will do this by increasing the flow of a very important suggested juice. That's life-threatening. And the name Carter's Little Liberty tells us where that vital juice comes from. So next time you don't feel good, try Carter's Little Liberty. And see if you don't agree that they're the best friends to your sunny disposition. What if I sense that all those stories and your host getting ready to close that door to the Inner Sanctum and say goodnight until next week when our guests will once again be Paul Lucas? I hope you enjoyed our little story and that you got it tomorrow. Mm-hmm. What tomorrow? Oh, it's headwind all right. All our stories. Dead men tell no tales on Inner Sanctum. So next Sunday night we'll come out and invite your friends in for a chilling evening and listen to Inner Sanctum Mystery. However, if you just can't wait till the coming Sunday for our next one, satisfy your craving for a good murder story by reading this month's Inner Sanctum Mystery novel, I'll Eat You Last by H.C. Brendon. Good night. Good night. Good night. We're also visiting a captain's wife, Lauren McCormick as Tom, and Gilbert Mack as Beth. Original music by Lou White. Inner Sanctum Mystery will be on the air again next Sunday evening, same station, same time, but we will again have the honor of bringing you the popular and gifted star of state screen and radio, Mr. Paul Lucas. Be sure to listen here. This is Ed Hurley here reminding you when you don't feel good, buy a cottage in the living room.