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International troubleshooter who flies the ocean at the drop of a hat, who charms the ladies, but is death on crooks. Herbert Marshall as the man called X. Reviewers were good. I know that every single person. Oh no. Mr. Thurston, did you notice that girl in the chorus? I noticed a lot of them. Anyone specific in mind? Well personally, I prefer that brunette in the first row. You know, second from the left. Don't you mean the one second from the right? Left? Right? Now you've mixed me all up. Uh-oh. There's the buzzer. Yes, let's go back here. Maybe the second act will clear up your problem. Now let's see, left, right. Darling, darling. I beg your... Oh, darling. Yes. Well, this is very pleasant. Oh, darling, it's been so long. Yes, it certainly has. I seem to can't believe it's you. I'm not so sure about it myself. Darling, you'll never know how wonderful it is seeing you. May I kiss you again? By all means. Thank you very much. Thank you. But now, lovely one, perhaps... Take your filthy hands off her. I beg your pardon. You heard me. For two cents, I'd poke you in the nose. I'll gladly do it for nothing. Oh! Right on the button, Mr. Thurston. Who is he? Haven't the slightest idea. Well, maybe the lady knows. Hey, she's gone. Well, easy come, easy go. You never told me about her, Mr. Thurston. Who is she? I never saw her before in my life. Now, let's see. I'll take a couple of extra shirts. Why are you being so mysterious, Mr. X? Why don't you tell us where we're going? We're going. Oh, I mean, you and me. Well, I guess that's all I'll need. Pegor and my friend, take care of yourself. Try to keep out a mischief, will you? Wait a minute, Mr. Thurston. What's the answer? Goodbye, Pagon. But you know you always take me with you. In fact, they usually get there first. So long, and when you leave, don't forget to lock the door after you. Mr. Thurston, you can't do this to me. Mr. Thurston. Ramsey, attention, please. Delchman, please. Oh, no, not Pagon. Not all the way to Paris. Pagon, it's sometimes embarrassing, but I must admit, I admire your ingenuity. In that case, Mr. Thurston, you'll be only too glad to reimburse me for the extra ten dollars I had to slip to the passage in age. Well, I suppose I may as well pay up now. Otherwise, our conversation on the way to Paris would be pretty monotonous. I know what we can talk about. Yes? Look, Mr. Thurston, you're not taking a holiday. No. Yes. Well? Pagon, did you happen to notice the lavalier she was wearing? A clue. Who's lavalier? Lavalier doesn't usually wear such a magnificent piece of jewelry like that. Unless she... Wait a minute. Now, let me guess. I have it. The lady who kissed you right in the lobby. Then you did notice the lavalier. She was a rival. She didn't see anything but her. Too bad. Why? I'd like to get a better look at that lavalier. Well, I don't blame you, but you said you didn't know her. How are you going to find her? By simply not letting her out of my sight. Hmm? Pagon, why do you think I took this particular play? Mr. Thurston, we've been walking around in circles so long my feet are dizzy. Sorry not enjoying yourself, Pagon. Parks, museums, Napoleon's bed. Who cares about Louis XVI's snuffbox anyway? Louis XVI. But he's dead, isn't he? What would you suggest we do, Pagon? I'll come down to Brastax, Mr. Thurston. How you can spend a week in Paris and not even approach that beautiful woman is more than I can bear. It has taken a certain amount of restraint. You know where she lives. You know where she eats. You know where she shops. What's stopping you? I don't imagine the lady would be too pleased if she knew I'd followed her here. But she wouldn't recognize you, Mr. X, that there's... unless you kissed her. Hmm, maybe you've got something there. Yes, let's see what happens. And now, Madame Weisert, may I show you the latest thing in past blouses? Nothing, no. Perhaps a cool latter that is so chic for bicycling this summer. Merci, Monsieur, but that will be all. Certément. Such a pleasure to serve you, mademoiselle. Bonjour. Darling. Biggy apart. Oh, darling, it's so wonderful seeing you again. But I don't understand. I didn't either. Oh, it's you. Yes, the man in the lobby. But how do you happen to be in Paris? The funny thing is that's just what I was going to ask you. Then this really is a coincidence. I couldn't think of a happier one. Well, Monsieur, I am happy. This gives me a chance to explain. Why explain? But really, Monsieur... Monsieur... Ken Thurston's my name. I'm Lena Barille. Monsieur Thurston, I really don't go around kissing strangers in theater lobbies. I'm awfully glad it happened once, though. Thank you. You see, Monsieur, I was a little desperate. I needed a friend, but I was a stranger there, and you know one. You made a friend. I was very aggressive, I'm afraid. Yes. It was a gamble. I had no way of knowing how you could respond. Mademoiselle, you underestimate yourself. I still have not explained, Monsieur Thurston. That man you knocked down, I had to get away from him. Someone you knew well? No, someone I detested. I was very unhappy when he turned up in New York. That night in the theater he became abusive. You were very kind to play at my little drama with me. Perhaps we could rehearse another scene. At dinner tonight? That's nice of you, and I would be ungrateful if I did not accept. But, Monsieur, it would be impossible tonight. Tomorrow? Perhaps the day after tomorrow. Good, may I call you? I'm sorry to get in touch with you, Monsieur. I promise you I won't leave the hotel until you do. What did she say, Mr Thurston? She explained that it wasn't habitual, Pagan. What did you say, Mr Thurston? I told her I understood. What did she say? I'll tell you later, Pagan. Yes? Ready on your call to New York, Monsieur Thurston. Thank you. Hi, Chief. Ken Thurston, what the devil are you doing in Paris? I'm sorry, but it was sort of personal. You see, a lady kissed me. Who did what? She was very beautiful, and I didn't know her. That makes sense. Go on. So I thought I ought to know her better. Oh, that's great, Ken. I hope you're having a wonderful time. Not bad so far. Nice of you to call and let me know. Listen, Chief, if a ring shows up at the bureau, a ring in the shape of a fleur-de-lis set with diamonds, rubies and emeralds, will you let me know? Okay, hold on. Are you psychic? You couldn't know that. Oh, then it has turned up. Day before yet, how did you know? Part of the missing Rotterdam collection, isn't it? Yeah, sure. That's what I thought. Chief, do me a favor. Send that ring over on the first plane. But, Ken... Thanks. Tell you all about it later. Hey, now wait a minute. Ken, what in the name of common sense are you doing? Why, Chief, don't you think one kiss deserves another? Bye. Mr. Thurston, I am beginning to smell a rat. Already? So, you did get a closer look at that lavalier. Sure. And it was a fleur-de-lis set with emeralds, rubies and diamonds? Uh-huh. You know, Mr. X, this is getting very interesting. You were beginning to worry me, Pagon, but now that you have that old familiar gleam in your eye, I'm reassured. Thank you. But what's this got to do with Rotterdam? Pagon, in 1940, when Rotterdam was leveled by Nazi bombs, one of the largest jewelry collections in Europe vanished. Uh-huh. For six years, nobody saw a trace of it. But recently, one at a time, these jewels have been turning up in various parts of the world, especially in America. Why didn't somebody tell me this before? I'm going back to America right away. Too late, Pagon. I have a notion most of those gems are where you can't get at them. In the Bureau. Why, why, you don't think I was in thinking of myself, Mr. Thurston? Who else? Oh, well, goodbye. Just a minute. Did you say something, Mr. Thurston? Pagon, the last guy who tried to get that levadier, I got a punch in the nose. Remember? No, Mr. Thurston. It's little accidents like this that make life so interesting. Accidents? I see a strange man in New York. Two weeks later, he's sitting with me in a cafe in Paris. That's because you kissed him. Kiss you, please. You won't take that kiss too seriously. Would you be here now if I had? It must be what you call instinct. Or intuition. I must have known at once that I could trust you. You put me at a great disadvantage, Leonore. How do you mean, Ken? Now that you trust me, my hands are sort of tied. You're not. You're not a stranger, not anymore. And yet for some reason, I don't know what to talk about. What was music? Paintings? Books? Let's start with you. Me? I have a confession to make, Leonore. I came over on the same plane with you. You did? I had a strange idea that perhaps you'd think I was following you. Why should I think that? You're forgetting again. You kissed me. And you're not going to let me forget that. I can't. I guess we'd better find something else to talk about. We could talk about another favorite subject of mine. Jewelry. You're a collector? I admire her. That lavalier, your wedding is beautiful. You like it? Very much. I'm glad it was a gift. Such a magnificent gift. My fiancée. Ken, do you mind? I told him you and I would be here for dinner. I hoped you'd understand. He was very anxious to thank you for what you did for me. That's nice. It's very nice. Am I so amusing? No, you're not amusing. You're wonderful. Oh, I see. You're very kind. You invite me to dinner so I reward you with what you call it, my boyfriend. That's the general idea. I'm sorry, Ken. Nice to meet him. I'd like to congratulate him on his girlfriend. We should be here soon. In the meantime, shall we dance? Love. Dancing, sir, is a great many problems, Ken. Yes, it brings people together. And you don't have to think about what to say next. You just follow the leader. I put it another way, Leonore. When anyone follows his grace as you do, that's something to talk about. Oh, there's a chair. Come, Ken. Leonore. I want you to meet Mr. Thurston. It's a pleasure. Hello. Sit down, too. Mr. Thurston, it is extremely fortunate that you are in Paris so that I might express my gratitude. Leonore has told me about how gallant you were to her in New York. No, it's all. Never a fight. It was Leonore's own quick thinking. Leonore? Yes, she appealed to you for help, didn't she? I was going to tell you... You would have been very proud of her. She handled the situation perfectly. So? This fellow made a nuisance of himself so we got rid of him. Very expertly, I understand. Have a drink, Mr. Safia? Merci, monsieur, but I did not mean to interfere with your evening. I merely wish to pay my respects. Perhaps I may return the courtesy to you, dear Leonore. It's very considerate of your fiance to let us have this evening together. Ken, I did not tell him everything. Oh? I did not tell it yet that I kissed you. Well, perhaps it's just as well. You think so, Ken? Yes, Leonore. We can keep that little scandal to ourselves. It's you, Etienne. Did you expect someone else, Leonore? No, it's not darling. You enjoyed yourself tonight? It was pleasant. This Mr. Thurston, he is charming, isn't he, my dear? He's very nice. But naturally, he would be. You didn't mind my going to dinner with him, did you, darling? Ah, Shari, you are lovely, you are generous, you are sweet, but my petit, you are also very naive. Listen to me. Mr. Thurston, he didn't just happen to be in Paris, you know. What did you...? He didn't come to Paris, my angel, only because you are here. He came to Paris because he's the man called X. No matter how many toothpaste you tried, no matter how good a job you think your present brand is doing, change now to the new pepsidon toothpaste and in just one week see if you don't find new brightness in your teeth, new sparkle in your smile. 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Mr. X has gone to Paris because a beautiful lady kissed him in the lobby of the New York theater. That is because the lady, Leonore Barill, was wearing a lavalier which Mr. X identified as part of the missing Rotterdam collection. In turn, Leonor's fiance, Etienne Safier has been identified. Ken Kirsten is the man called X. He scores even, but Mr. X does not know this. At the moment, he's in his Paris hotel room when there's enough. Hello, come in. Hello, Mr. Thurston. I thought you were leaving Paris Pagan. On the contrary, Mr. Thurston, Paris. I love it as much as in the summer as in the spring. Well, Paris will be glad to know that. Mr. X, I'm happy to inform you, but I warn you it'll cost you money. When, didn't it? Would you be interested in a stickpin? Not particularly. I mean a lady's stickpin. That depends upon the lady. If it was a fleur de lis set with diamonds, rubies and emeralds. Congratulations, Pagan. Hand it over. I haven't got it. But you could get it if you had the money. Of course, and a set of earrings too much. Mr. Thurston, it's candle-less the prices they're asking. Plus your commission. They won't even dilly-dilly. Table or nothing. Who is it, Pagan? Somebody you don't like. Oh. In fact, you punched him in the nose once. Well... He didn't recognize me, but that doesn't matter because he works for another man. By the name of Safia. Yes, by the name of... How did you know? My spies, Pagan. Mr. X, you have somebody else working for you. How could you? There's one thing she's more beautiful than you are. Mr. X. Scram, Pagan. Will you go, please? What did I adjust? Shut up. You want that commission? Get out of here quickly. The back way. Commission? In that case, Mr. Thurston. And no eavesdropping. Come in. Leonor. Are you busy, King? Come in. This is more than I'd hoped for. Please sit down. I'm... I'm confused. I mean, I had to talk to someone. Can it's finished between a tea and me? Leonor. His jealous can of you. Because I took you out to dinner? I... I've been honest with you. I haven't died. Yes. I've been honest with a tea also. I cannot lie. I cannot disemble. And tea could read the truth in my eyes at once. Do you know what I'm trying to say, King? Or must I? Must you what? Darling, don't make me say it. Darling? Yes, King, from that first moment. I didn't realize until I said it for me. With that first kiss, the whole world turned inside out. There was nothing left but you. Leonor. That first kiss. I was just pretending, then. But then I don't want to pretend anymore. Darling, darling, darling. Nevertheless, my sweet, that was an awfully good job of pretending. King. You are still pretending, aren't you? What? What do you mean, King? Is there not time you term it the real reason for all this? You don't believe me? No. I hate you. I don't believe that either. Don't, Leonor. No, I don't hate you, King. But you were told that you should hate me, weren't you? Now, you don't have to answer. Just listen. Ever seen this ring before? No. It matches my love at you. Yes. And with a little trouble and a good deal more money, I'm sure I could produce a pin and probably earrings to fill out the set. What are you trying to tell me? Will you mind the outline of a long story? It starts in 1940. A million dollars in jewels disappeared in the ruins of Rotterdam. Rotterdam? That. That ring. That, the Valiere. Go on. I'll go back a few years. In 1932, the Countess Lamarro lost a diamond at a Riviera villa. An extraordinary stone that should have been in a museum. A man was accused but evidence was only circumstantial and he was acquitted. One time later, in 1936, Lord Larchmont's fabulous emerald-headed cane was stolen at Brighton. A man was held but later released for lack of evidence. I could give you other instances if you want. Say man? Say man. Different names. I could show you his photograph if you wish. No, King. I've been very cheap. I came here to... He wanted me... I... There's no reason for you to believe me, but... I didn't know. I believe you. Here, Lyonore, will you wear this ring? But I... Memory of a kiss? Okay. Well, Lyonore... And how did I inquisitive frame Mr. X respond to your blendishments? I... I don't know it. I don't know. Surely you could tell that. Did he ask any leading questions? Questions? About me? He knows about you, Tia. So? He knows... He knows you're my fiancé. Oh. Did he by any chance mention that lavalier? Oh, yes. Yes. He thought it was very beautiful. Is that all? Take off that lavalier. Are you afraid I won't return it, my cherie? I'll wear it here. Do you mind? Where did you get that? You know it, I'm talking about that ring. Tell me. Where did you get it? Tell you're hurting me. Where did you get that ring? He wanted me to wear it. Out with it. What does he know? Does he know why I gave you that lavalier? Why I sent you to America? No, you don't. But you serve me well without knowing. Now that you do know... And my precious it is a... You didn't... You didn't... You... Right on the chnazzola, Mr. X. He's out cold. Tell the gendarmes to come in, Pagan. With pleasure. You know, I don't know why it is, Leonore, but every time I'm with you I seem to poke somebody in the nose. Mr. Rex, I've been knocking my brain in trying to figure out why that man gave the lady the lavalier since he wanted to sell it. It was easiest way to get it to America. Once she was there a stooge could steal it from her and Safia would still be in the clear. If only she hadn't kissed you, eh? That pig on is what is called one of the imponderable factors in the case. It's a funny name for a come in Leonore. I'm not Leonore. By golly you're not are you chief? Nice flight over? Delightful. I just couldn't wait to get here and find out what you've been doing. You got here just in time. Oh great work, great work. Now what do we do? You can have your choice, the bowel mask, the moulin rouge. Huh? Don't worry chief. I'll line up a beautiful evening for you. That is if Leonore can find a friend. Our star Mr. Herbert Marshall will return in just a moment to tell you about next week's exploit of the man called X. But first a word about pepsidant. Try it, taste it, compare it, change now to a new pepsidant toothpaste and in just one week see the difference. Yes, new pepsidant has a cleaner, brighter taste that means cleaner, brighter teeth. New pepsidant toothpaste with twice as much irium removes the film that makes your teeth look dull, uncovers the natural brilliance of your smile. And our pepsidant star Mr. Herbert Marshall. Next week Mr. X is slipping away to a quieted island off the coast of Maine to enjoy a peaceful vacation, sleep, rest, a little fishing perhaps. Ah yes, there are four nice ladies, two of them young and very beautiful. All very idyllic. But you know what happens when a pastman takes a holiday. As usual, Leon Velasco's pagan will come along and complicate matters. So join us, won't you? When next I return is the man called X. Good night. Captain's man called X is written by Milton Merlin with music composed and personally conducted by Felix Mills. The entire production is out of the direction of Jack Johnstone. So until next week, same time, same station, this is Wendell Niles reminding you to change to pepsidant toothpaste now, for pepsidant and only pepsidant contains irium. Mr. Herbert Marshall is soon to be seen in the 20th Century Fox production, The Razor's Edge. All characters and incidents used on this program are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons or incidents is purely coincidental. This is NDC, the National Broadcasting Company.