 That's the theme from the Sears Radio Theater. Tonight's story is a comedy with Andy Griffith as your host. Here's a preview. I'm taking away the whole pack of trouble. We up to our hips now again. OK, OK, now we get rid of the car. I've got my hat. I'll stop eating. Where's Henry? In the kitchen. He's preparing something with a chest. Get him. Come on, let's get out of here. The Sears Radio Theater will begin after this message from your local station. Now just in case you missed our first episode, let me retrace our story. You see, Fontaine Harris and his pal Vernon J. Crawley, a good old country boy, who worked a car of the future scam through the South in 1928. It wasn't successful. And Fontaine looked for bigger fish. Vernon, the talking movies. That's where this country's headed. I'm on the verge of a conceptual breakthrough. Hogwash. In Joplin, Missouri, they teamed up with a down on his left Frenchman, who fit right into Fontaine's plans. However, Armand Chevalier had to change his name to Henri Garabault. I always wanted to be Greta's husband. Well, just be your cousin, and we'll do right by. Low and behold, the trio formed a fake movie company without even a camera and sold over $5,000 of worthless stock to the good people of Kansas City. We're going to get in a pack of trouble. But they didn't. And headed for the quiet town of Cicero, Illinois, to make a bigger score. Boys, this is going to be a piece of cake. My foot, Cicero was the headquarters for Big Al Angel, a notorious bootlegger, who wanted to buy the movie company for $15,000 all cash. What the boys didn't know was Al would pay them off in counterfeit money, much to the disgust of his faithful bookkeeper, Millie Himmel. But ain't they Al? These men have devoted their lives to that company. But as fate would have it, Big Al was mowed down by a rival gang before the deal could be cemented. Millie and our heroes escaped with their lives. The four of them hot footed out of town and headed west. Oh, by the way, Millie took $400,000 of Big Al's bootlegging money just to help them meet expenses, which brings us to a place where I can say, stay tuned, because that's only the beginning of our story. Radio Theater, a new adventure in radio listening. Five nights of exceptional entertainment every week. Brought to you in Elliott Lewis' production of The Sears Radio Theater. Our story, Fontaine Harris in Hollywood by Ken Gerard. Our star, Pat Butler. The Sears Radio Theater is brought to you by Sears Roebuck and Company. Sears, where America shops for value. And drove like a man possessed, and they seemed in the clear. But one of Big Al's friends, Lou The Knife, is hot on their trail and plenty angry. What'd you find, spider? There gotta be around. Yeah, yeah, yeah, poor Al. Yeah, he was a bootleger's bootleger. Don't worry about your Brian's, find my dough. That's top priority. What? You don't understand. That means do it now. Find Millie Himmel, Al's bookkeeper. Yeah, she's got my cabbage. Oh, 400 cheese, finer. Me and the boys are, but it's wrong. Oh, all right. The boys and I are heading west. I think she's gonna make a run for Omaha. Omaha. If possibly half an inch. You crazy? Look at the map yourself. Here, we are just about to laugh. And Omaha, there. I measure half an inch. Henry, oh, skip it. Is that something wrong? Oh boy, am I thirsty. Again? You've had three boxes and a chocolate precipitates in Croc's Island. Well, I ain't quenched. And we ain't stopping. Neither am I thirsty. Your fish ain't the most delicious. Does he always eat like this? Just a growing boy. They're gark another bowl of whipped potatoes. Yes, you hold this. Take it. You trust me with the $400,000? I don't want to know about it. Listen, Lou the Knife is a rough customer. Does he have kale, tattooed on his cheek? No, because nobody who crosses him lives. I'm hungry no more. Lou is tough, a born killer. You know, he used to have a nice throwing act in the circus. He threw knives at the audience. If I'm tain way in a whole pack of trouble, we up to our hips now, he gets it. OK, OK, now we get rid of the car. I've got no hay. I'll stop eating. Where's Henry? In the kitchen. He's preparing something with a chest. Get him. Come on, let's get out of here. Well, Miss Amy, I have prepared more speciality. Drop it, Bubba. We're clearing out. Moon, you're Louie the Knife? Not yet, but soon. Well, hold on. What's the specialty? Come on. Don't knock me down. Folks, we ain't spotted, right? Yeah, I guess so. Sorry, but this whole thing, kind of just a ball of nerve. Then we can all calm ourselves with a viola mousse all the yuck. I ain't eat no mousse, idiot. God, it looks delicious. Oh, what's that, puree of mousse lips? Let's see. Mm, mine, mine, very tasty. Better than the drugs to ice cream? Peasants. I wish I had some food to take out of here. Say what? Takeout? Yeah, like chicken or a bucket of soup. Oh, I must remember that. Takeout. Vernon, it's another conceptual breakthrough. You lose your temper. Sweet for the sweet. This is a simple recipe in my family for three generations. Pardon. Madam Millie, is that your friend from the club? Huh? Club? We're the club. What do you say? He's saying, is that man, that's, yeah, yeah, that's one of our old boys. We're dead. Give me a steak. Where? Blood, where? It's losing height. You can have my share of the money. Now, we're going to get out of here now. Henry, what about through the kitchen? There seem to be strangers around here. A French guy in a pastel. I'm going to slap his face. Am I fast, am I? There's ain't no time to count calories. Well, if you think I'm fast. We're going to be dead weight if we don't get right quick. There is a big entrance. We need an exit, not an entrance. Well, does our door open both ways? Yeah. Oh. Let's go. A tecmo mousse, c'est le French takeout. You're right. Flying airplane, natural mode. Oh, he was an ace in the great world. Which side? You're not giving us the big. No, no, no. Menon. I was with the best of them. Fatting the hun. Ratt-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta. Now, cut it out. Now, Henry, if you can, fly. Which I can. OK, Vern, head towards the airfield. Really? Where is it? I don't know. Unless I said either. Which way to the airfield? Scenic or direct route. The quickest way, please. Eh, let me see. It's airfields two miles straight ahead. Don't disinclue. Well, sure, he bagged over 20 of the hunts. You're the count. Me not. I was his mechanic. I thought that I can fly. I can trust me. Would a Frenchman lie? Would all he garbo have no fear? I've never been higher than the tough momma in his barn. I was in an elevator once. Flying is nothing. If Luke catches us, we will be nothing. I hope he bought some snacks to take with us. Well, we're all set. Henry, are you sure? I'm positive. I know everything about airplanes. How much? Oh, I traded the car and $200. Hold it. Wait till you see the plane. Hey, this is right man. Oh, it's pretty. What do you think? You put the wrong plane. You're wrong. What? This is a wake for nine. You're something against Texas? Idiot. I have never loved it. Oh, well, this is it. Nothing else for sale. It's fly or die. I have only been at the control of a genie. Where's the hell of a time to start thinking about women? Burn. Now, bubba, you've got a car. Hey, Deco, I do it. Now, the longer we stay, the more chance blue will find us. I say we try it. Let's move. Get up there, Milly. What's with your shoving? I am. That's why I'm shoving. Everybody set? Got it. Quite knuckle flights in American aviation. Henry, dipped in dough, million, the boys screamed and screamed. Finally after many stops, the cornfields disappeared. The painted desert loomed ahead, and then next thing you know, R.E. landed in a small, dusty town in the wilderness in a strange place called Nevada. Nothing but a bunch of sand and rocks. Well, at least it's flat. Right, Henry? Henry, right. I am better than the consign crew. I fly like an eagle. I star. Yeah, well, I'm sore, too. Come on, Fontaine, let's get out of here. Give me your hand, Milly. Oh, thanks. You got our money? Don't you know it. Uh-oh. He's trouble. What is short wears dirty shoes, sways from side to side, and speaks. Relax, it's a cowboy. Howdy, strangers. Welcome to Las Vegas. Hello there. Hello. Mind a nice plane you got there? Captain Garbo at your service. Arnie Acre, you gonna stay for a fell? Get out of here. Hush, now. Uh, could be, uh, where's the city? What's this is? What's it get? Fine hotel, though. Lots of good home cooking. Oh, we'll stay. Come on, got you in the town. What do you do for excitement around here? Listen to the radio. Shoot healer monsters. I love the gadgets. It's so, uh, monotonous. Uh-huh. Ever been west before? Oh, yeah, Kansas City. Omaha. Been around, huh? This here's a land opportunity. Yeah, for what? Gold. You hear that? You hear that? Here, watch. Bet he's got a mind for sale. Gold? Yep. That's all he's got. That's good, sir. Yeah, I'm sure. Or it's the claims of a stake at this. Yep. All gone. Yes, my lord. Except the Finchman's land. Prime property. French? Yep. Frenchman's flat. They say cheese the mother load. Load is right. This is Las Vegas Finest. Herman's Palace. Hmph. What a jump. Asperile. He's the manager. See you later, folks. Put in my teeth in that sand. It's my money. Millie, honey, don't. Please, it's a con. Could just give me a couple of thousand. Oh, you're making a mistake. Okay, here. Who knows? This place just might have potential. Hmph. This burg ain't going nowhere. Nothing but sand, rocks. Even the river ran out of town. Call it woman's intuition. But I think... Here he is. I'm going to show you choice acreage. Prime desert commercial sites already zoned. But first, we're going to see Rancho Santa Agua. Great place for homes. And then, the next lost mine. Oh, how exciting. Yeah, for the lizards. Well, it's hers. Oh, some investment counts for you are. Well, I begged her, but you know women dying right. I'm scared. Of what? Having real money. They're going to pick me clean. No way. Oh, yeah? Well, you got brains in me. I'm just country. Listen, they're all country. Ever one of them city slickers, only they hide it. You sure? Of course. It's all show. When they put on the ritz and start acting swank, man, that's thin. Those that act like big time, they ain't. And those that look like they need a square meal. Shoot, they got it in spades. Okay, I'll buy a used car. Well, just act natural. Everything's going to fall in your lap. You positive? Yeah, I was there. Just trust me. I'll turn that $100,000 into a million. Fontein. Yes, sir. I'm sick of being independently poor. Let's hit the sack. Let's hit the sack. Camara, California. Henry wants to get an early start. He wants to take off at dawn. Dawn? Well, for Henry, that means noon. All things considered, the last leg of the trip seemed pretty calm. Henri was superb at the controls. Finally, the desert gave way to orange glows. And when the Pacific Ocean appeared, well, they were all pleased as punch. I... What's the matter? I don't know. The engine is dead. So are we. Oh, it's not fair. My finances are clearing. I'd try for a dead-speak lending. Yeah, we're a dead duck. Papa. Shoot. To the right. An airfield. I'd try for it. Oh, that's nice. To your head. I ain't wearing one. Well, easier. Come on, baby. Come on, almost down. I'm afraid to look. Anybody else? Emotionally or physically. I'm silly. I ought to. Next time, let's take the train. I'm gonna give you a big kiss. I can take just so much. Hey! They're soldiers. Everybody take fight for massacre. What are you clowns up to? Well, we surrendered. Signed? And now that they are filling down the train. We ain't on a rest. We are shooting a movie. Not people. A movie? That's right, Farmer. This was supposed to be Roger Roger's big scene. Instead, we got dumpy on the street, misfits. Pardon? There is no way to speak about a lady. Oh, Arne. Got the accent, Rup. Sir, as a Frenchman, I demand satisfaction. Is he for real? Oh, you garbo, the flying gourmet. Oh, man, you wanna heap a crowbar? Garbo? Are you really French? But, of course. And who are you? And who were you? And who do you wanna be? Carl von Garten, cinema director, writer, actor, producer. No, sir. I am creating my epic links over France for the Ben Baron Studios. Talking or silence? Silence. You can't trust actors with words. I think we hit it again. However, you. You fly very well. Roger, and hire you. One picture deal, no contract, $300 a week. Me? In movies? Why not? Well, now, now, now. Let's think about it. Okay, we make it a package deal. I sign on re, and the rest of you are extras. Extra what? Mob scenes. You are the first one to get killed. Sir, where's that? I don't know. No, you are tough. But, okay. You'll get second billing, and who up here becomes a serve assistant director? Well, we, we just want to go to a hotel. With room service. And hot water. Can we talk about it later? Okay, okay. Yeah, in the car! I have a great hotel for you. It is a bit out of the way. In the country. California? No, Bethlehem. It's a great can of scope. Dr. Harris speaking. Huh? Oh, hello, Milly. How's your room? It's fine. Well, you're only next door. Come on over. Oh, she meant it. What's the matter? Tell old Fontaine, huh? Well, look at me. If you want to. I don't fit in here. All the women in the lobby would like... Oh, Sugar, you have inner beauty. I wish I was born inside out. I'll tell you what. We create a new image. First, you diet, then new clothes. Hmm, sounds good. You learn how to play Mahanjong. Great. A face show, a new hairstyle, a manicure. Oh, I could be a flapper. Well, for that you need voice lessons. Of course. And etiquette classes. Oh, yeah. We'll look for some schools tomorrow. Great. I feel like a minion. There you go. Hey, great news. Excuse me, young man. Of course, madam. What's with her? Oh, a touch of insecurity. Give her some aspirin. Sure, yeah. What you doing? Oh, a car von Gürken ain't. He's dead? No, no, he ain't Swiss. He's from Atlanta. His real name's Harley Swain. Ain't that a gag? We hit it off like termites in a lumber yard. I told you they're all country. You look like the matinee idol. But, of course, I must project an image. You think that the monocle is a bit too much? Oh, yes. Have a headache from squinting. That's better. Oh, my dear. My cheek went to sleep. How's the movie doing? Incredible. So exciting. I fly. I fight. I romance. Better than Joplin? Oh, without doubt. And I owe everything to you. You are ingenious. But now I ask a favor. You want some cash? No. I don't want to see it. You take care of all my funds. Well, thank you. I will. It's very good. But there is one problem. Oh? The studio has not paid me this week. Say what? Mr. Carl says it's back office paperwork. However, I asked him here to discuss it with you, eh? I knew there was a catch. Ah, good afternoon, Harry. Ah, you can cut that act with me, Harley. I didn't know. Another poseur? Sorry, Henry. I should have guessed. Everybody's somebody else. Sit a spell there, bubba. Listen, Fontaine, I'm really sorry. It's tough to make it here when you're from Georgia. What's the story about Henry's money? Oh, heap of quicksand. See, my movie's over budget. Some other films can't be distributed. I mean, who wants to see a movie about a cowboy doing car tricks? Limited appeal. Ah, you better believe. Anyway, is here Ben Baron? You know, B.B.? Yes. He's looking to sell out. Is he open to some new capital? You betcha. They're going to repossess the cameras on Thursday. The costume's Friday and the car's Saturday. If something don't fall out of the sky right quick. Uh, give him a call. Maybe we can talk a deal. Oh, he's tough. Oh, ain't they all? Well, I'll try his private line. This is Carlos. Could you talk to Dr. Harris? You sick? No, no, no. He's the head of, um... A malchymated kinescope. A malchymated kinescope? Yeah. Sure, I've heard of him. A manufacturer of filmometers. Put him on. Uh, Mr. Baron? Uh, call me B.B. Uh, yeah, B.B., uh, could we talk some business later today? Sorry, production meeting. Oh, pity, pity. I'll have to invest with somebody else. Uh, how's five o'clock? Oh, fine. Don't be late. Uh, of course not. B.B.? I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse. This is my working and talking. Oh, Fontaine. If the deal looks good, count me in. I'll see you later. I bought my knife. Nice place you got here. It's rented. Sure, with my money. If you know what's good for you. Because I ain't leaving Los Angeles empty-handed. Fontaine Harris in Hollywood. Sensible. I'll forget it. Okay, but don't try nothing. My boys are all over the whole culture hot. With my knife. I'll be downstairs in a lobby, waiting. And tonight. Overcoats. With cement linings. Cut down in my price. Is as welcome as the flood and the bromo cells are planted. Well, yes. Here's the back stairs. Just when I was on the old dawn talk about food. Will it hurt? I don't want to find out. Listen, we're not giving back that money. Now I'm on the verge of a conceptual breakthrough. Forget it. We're going to be the takeout. Millie. Does he know about all of us? We'll have to gamble. Here's my plan. No, no, no, no. He's your friend. Second. Cut my dough, Millie. Yeah. Now that this is your boyfriend. I'm pleased to meet you. Really? Where are the other clowns? Oh. The guys on the plane. Oh, we ditched him. I wasn't going to split the money. Sure. I guess you learned something from Big Al. Hey, give me a pill. How much is missing? On what? Food. Clothes. Room service. This is Ray. Federal agent. You're all under arrest behind you. She's the one. That's her. Don't shoot. Well, well. Frenchy Raya. We cornered you at last. I'll take that bag. Hey, what's going on? Who are you? I want the lawyer. Check the room for machine guns. Hey, what is this? Counter-sitting. What? Fake them downtown. Frenchy, you're going away for good. I'm innocent. I tell it to the judge. Hold on. Let me talk to you alone. Bribing an officer of the law is a federal offense. What do you mean counter-sitting? You see this money? Bogus. Fake. We traced it to Big Al Angel in Cicero, Illinois. And the hemorrhoman was at front. And Frenchy supplied the plates. That stuff is no good. Worthless. Okay. Let's move. Wait a minute. I connected with him. Oh, come on. You're the West Coastist. Grab it. No way. Ask her. It's a mistake. Yeah. Hemo. Who is this guy? I, uh... Tell him the truth. I put it in my life. Frenchy? Yeah. He was looking for another room. I don't believe you. Okay, mister. I guess you're clean. You can go. Yeah. Yeah, thanks. Yeah. Get out of Los Angeles today. Sure. Ah, let's book it. Right. He looks shifty to me. Now, I'm running this show. You go ahead, Paola. And don't come back. Don't worry. I won't. The magnet is... One drama. One emotion. One thing. You're acting. It has a message. You're a red celebrate. I'm doing it. Hello. Hello, sir. I'm gonna dissolve the financial problems of this company. You know we're in the hawk up to our ears. However, we got a fish on the line. Some jerk water doctor is coming here to look us over. Maybe to invest. When he gets here, everything I say goes. Get it? Got it. Got it. Good. I do all the talking. Right. All the thinking. Right. This studio will not go up the drain. Get it? Good. Okay, Junior. Let him in. Dr. Harris, I presume. All right. Pleasure, Mr. Baron. And these are my associates. They call me BB. Hello. Hello. I've never been in a movie studio before. Impressive. No. We're one of the biggest in the country. What about the city? Ah, cute. I like backwards humor. Vernon, please. Cigar? No, thank you. Sit. Sit. Um, Von Gerken tells me you might just be interested in selling part of the company. Wrong. Nothing's for sale. Oh. To people that ain't my kind. And those are... People with money. Oh, I see. I've built this studio from nothing into what it is today. Lesson nothing. A giant. Right, boy? Oh, hi, BB. Our motto is, what we do, others don't. Get it? Got it. Good. And this is your staff? Uh, the finest. My son, the vice president. My son-in-law, the treasurer. My uncle, the assistant treasurer. He watches my son-in-law. My cousin, the executive producer. And my nephews, the executive directors. You could say it's all in the family. Uh, yeah. Impressive. Besides that, we got a whole host of stars. The wild and crazy Simpson brothers. The Egyptian Spitfire Princess Impressima. And the Texas Flash Cowboy Conrad. Um, I never heard of any of them. They're being groomed. Soon bigger than Mary or Doug or Theta. Why, even Mr. Garbo fits into my plans. Um, how many talkies are you going to film? None. They're a flash in the pan. Never make it. For that kind of stuff, include me out. Yeah, I see. What kind of assets do you have? Well, besides myself, we own this building. And a few acres of orange groves in some jerkwater village called, uh, Beverly Hills. What you're buying is the Ben B. Barron name. The reputation. I don't know. It seems kind of risky. You don't want to be president of the company? Well, that sounds mighty flattering. President Harris, and we'll give you an offer, too. With a desk? Absolutely. Uh, what's the deal? For you, 10% of the stock for $50,000. I'll think it over. Well, sit down. Just testing you. Because you're my kind of guy. I'll go 25% for $50,000. Now, Bubba, you're in a whole peck of trouble. Yeah. You can't meet the payroll. They're coming for the equipment. And you're sitting at the table trying to draw to an inside street. You crazy? This is a million-dollar studio. Right. And I'll give you $20,000 for 75% of the stock. Cash on the barrel head. You got a deal. Boys, draw up the papers. Oh, you got them right here. Just let me fill in the amounts. I'll sign here, and you sign here. Yes, with pleasure. Done. Here's your cash. Congratulations, Dr. Harris. You bought into a triple-A corporation. Boys. Right, baby! Tomorrow we start work on another silent Western. That's where this industry is headed. That sounds interesting, young man. Uh, see y'all. Sure. Come around any time. Frontine, you just blew $20,000. That man is a barbarian and idiot. How could you? You're a star. A silent Western. What a lot. Now, the milley's going to hit the ceiling. Depressing. Come on, Henry. Let's eat. No. I want to be alone. Now, don't fret for us. Old Frontine owns 75% of this outfit. And tomorrow, I'm going to start making some changes. Just you wait and see. Our policy is satisfaction, guarantee, or your money back. Sears where America shops for value. Fontaine Harris in Hollywood was written by Ken Gerard, produced and directed by Elliot Lewis. Your host was Andy Griffith. Our star was Pat Butler. Featured in the cast were Barney Phillips, Shepard Menken, Sandra Gould, William Woodson, Hal Peary, and Jack Krushen. The music for Sears Radio Theatre was composed and conducted by Nelson Riddle. This is Argyll Moore speaking. The Elliot Lewis production of Sears Radio Theatre is a presentation of CDI. Enter David with great music and more. People like Donna Michael and Tom Lewis on KMOX FM. St. Louis. A guilty verdict in a celebrated Florida murder case. This is Doug Polling reporting on the CBS Radio Network. A 32-year-old former law student was judged guilty of perpetrating a night of horror on the fringes of the Florida State University campus nearly two years ago. A report from Jim Layerdahl of Miami Station, W-I-N-Z. A 12-member jury deliberated for six and a half hours before finding Theodore Bundy guilty on two counts of first-degree murder, three counts of attempted murder, and two counts of burglary. The murder's beatings on break-ins occurred on January 15, 1978 near the Florida State University campus in Tallahassee. After the verdict was rendered, Judge Edward Cowart told the jury that their work is not yet finished. I will excuse you now. I have been cautioned and told everyone not to discuss anything with you concerning this phase of your break. We still have judicial labor to do. We will begin that promptly at 10 o'clock on Saturday morning. The jury will now be asked to recommend a sentence. Prosecutors will ask that Bundy be put to death in Florida's electric chair. Jim Layerdahl for CBS News in Miami. A man already slated to die in the Florida electric chair won a stay of execution today. Howard Douglas was scheduled to be executed Thursday morning, but today U.S. District Judge Ben Krenzman in Tampa saved the order, saying he was concerned about defense objections that Douglas was denied a fair trial. The House has rejected efforts to get a one-year delay in President Carter's plan to cut Amtrak rail passenger service almost in half. The president plans to eliminate many of the lightly traveled Amtrak service routes, saying they are wasteful. Some lawmakers tried to stop the cutback plan, but the rail passenger ridership is up, and the trains are needed because of the gasoline supply crunch. CBS News diplomatic correspondent Marvin Kalb quotes intelligence sources as confirming that the Soviet Union has moved a military command structure into Cuba capable of handling up to 12,000 Soviet troops. Kalb says there's no evidence any of these Soviet troops are in Cuba or on the way there. Senator Richard Stone, Democrat of Florida, says he's familiar with some of the details involving Soviet presence in Cuba, but wants to know more. All I know is that there is this command structure. It is capable of handling a brigade, and it is, therefore, in my view, a direct or indirect effort to establish a base, and I would like it either removed or appropriate action taken regarding it. Furthermore, I think it's quite timely now for the administration to tell what it knows about the Soviet commitments made to end the Cuba myth crisis. Stone says President Carter should insist the Soviet force in Cuba be removed before it grows, possibly into a military base. A move to pass a constitutional amendment that would bar forced busing to achieve school integration failed in the House today. The vote was 209 for the amendment and 216 against. That was 79 votes short of the needed two-thirds majority. Representative Ron Model, Democrat of Ohio, introduced the proposed ban. He said he thinks it lost because not enough members are responsive to the wishes of the American public. Congressional leaders today told President Carter he will get a windfall profits tax on the oil industry, but they said it won't come as soon as the president wanted and probably...