 It's another case for that most famous of all man hunters, the detective whose ability of solving crime is unequal in the history of the detective victim, Nick Carter, master detective. Gotta get Mr. Taylor down here. If I want your house, try it. I don't know. Don't. Save him too. No, Mr. Taylor. There's gotta be something. Don't speak to Mr. Taylor. Quick. Where is he? Your house is on fire. Tell him to get hold of Mr. Robinson and sit down here at once. Yes, yes. Get the voice down here at once. The warehouse is boiling up. Nick Carter, master detective in the same field in which a missing alarm clock and a darkened trailer with the play prominent part. Follow Nick Carter as he calls the case of a missing alarm clock. They call. He said he did. He kept going just higher. Well, it just so happens that I am the official representative of the fire under my job to determine the cause of any fire when the request was to do so. And that's clear. It's the worst thing to find out where the fire started. It started near this corner. I don't ever look at mid-section first. That's right. That's burning, dude. And how do they call it a burning building now? Just smoking it. It'll come out. Yeah, I don't like going in a place like that. It's just a boy comes and calls in on it. Well, if you're careful, keep your eyes open and watch your steps. Inspecting what's left of the building. Is it a watchman? Yeah, and it's my job to keep people out of here. And it's my job to find out what caused the fire. Shot it over in this end, didn't it? Yeah. Dangerous or not, it's my job. Okay, go ahead. Come on, Otto. The watchman will tell him, come with me. I may need your help. Find them beams. And Wolves is awful shaky. Well, the darn fools. You couldn't get me in there. Well, I don't think they caught around me. If you mean them two guys who just went in the rules. Yes, I've seen them. Oh, so that he's already gone in, huh? Well, but he's dangerous to me. Either way, them Wolves are dangerous. His dangerous. I call them so. Well, any minute, them Wolves... Hey, wait a minute. Wolves, get them in. They're no use. They're going to shore. I call them, but they won't help me. I'll do it myself. They may be still alive. Right, man? They saw it coming. They might get out the other side. It wasn't that difficult. We have plenty of water. Well, if you find anything while you remain in there. I found it a land block. It seems to have been sexually wired. They were to set off the fire at a given time. An alarm clock? Hey, that's what the Jersey Firebug over uses in his fire. He's done it eight times. That's what you want. That's what I thought of it. Now, did you have any of the clocks that were found after those other fires? We sure do, Nick. Got plenty of his fingerprints, too. Now, we can catch the ones on this clock against the ones you got back. And I also found this. This clock may burn back. Hey, it looks like some kind of army is to do this. That really is. Now, the name and the serial number on it. I can't make out the name. However, the number is still clear, though. Yeah. We can check it and see where it leads us. A watchman? Yes. Yes. Are you on duty here last night? Sure. And then I'd watchman here. I stayed on this morning on Mr. Allen as the owner gets here. You just see the fire start. Yes. Yes. I was just coming back from the lunch wagon. They got me a cup of jam. Oh, really? Yes, sir. And I counted this happen here. Well, like I was telling these fellas. I was coming back from getting a cup of coffee. And then, suddenly, I seen a big player, a greenish blue light in the room just outside the office. And before I could turn around, the whole place was ablaze. The office was in this corner, wasn't it? Well, that's right. Now, who are these men, Allen? I'm Roger Madison, city police. This is Nick Carter, investigative insurance officer. But I'm Walter Anderson, owner of the warehouse. He says he's from Explode now. It's kind of like that, but there wasn't so much noise like an explosion. I don't understand. There was nothing in there to explode. Whatever exploded was planted there for that purpose, Mr. Anderson. This bar was no accident. It was spent. But why? There was nothing here but furniture. Who would want to destroy that? Apparently, I doesn't care what burns as long as something does. I understand that you were a fully insured. Oh, yes. He played me. Was the warehouse full, Mr. Anderson? Very full indeed, Sergeant. The house he was talking to just prevented many families from taking their furniture out even though they wanted it. Yeah. Oh, by the way, Alex hasn't seen the killer. No, no, sir. I haven't. Well, yeah. He called me about an hour ago and said he'd meet me here. I wonder what's keeping him. I'm a tremor. I suppose you kept your face here in the office? Well, we have no face, Mr. Conner. All business is transacted down some office. No, thank you. Well, that's fair, but you're young. Yeah, what's the junior about any invocation? I mean, that's good. I'm a headquarters. Nothing more to do here. But I come along all of it. I've got work to do. I don't know if it has anything to do with it, Sassy. I just want you to find out who had a serial number. I gave you his name and present address and where he works. You didn't get it. Okay, I'll get that right away. As soon as I get through here, headquarters. Hi. Hey, hey. Why were you so surprised if there was no space in the warehouse office? Maddie? Have you forgotten? One thing about the Jersey Firebug was that before he set fire to a building, he always robbed the space that was in it. I see what you mean. You think it might not have been the Jersey Firebug that kept this one, huh? I'm just putting that back away in the back of my head. Now, how about picking the prints of this block against the others? I got the other prints right here, Nick. Let's see how they stack up. Where do I put those? Oh, here they are. All right. Where's the clock you found? Here it is. Huh? They're not some things. Well, I don't prove the Jersey Firebug that you do with me. No, no, no. Of course not. Maddie, we've got one of the clocks you found at the other fire. As well as one of the 48th Street Station. They're picking up there to make some tests showing us more than a half a cent on me. Yeah. I'd like to have this clock checked against the others to see if the system of wiring is the same. But even if we may find that this fire was set by someone trying to make us think the Jersey Firebug. Yeah, but look, Nick, some of the newspapers have ever carried anything about how much that was satisfied. That part of it was always kept secret, so he wouldn't know that he had information about it. Now, you better take the clock just the same. Well, all of you stay here and wait for the other one to set down. And you and Maddie, take care of it. See if the way the clock is wired up is the same or different. Sure, I'm in the office. I'll be waiting for you. There's information, Maddie. There's Aleppo. Well, with you and no matter how it is, we never thought we were reading a mystery magazine before. Oh, that. I picked it up in the drug store this morning and I stepped into my coffee. And I seen a little bit of it all around here this morning. I was just looking through it. Well, you don't believe anything you're eating. It'll hurt you right there. Oh, well, did you find anything interesting at the fire in here? Oh, well, no. It might be the work of the Jersey Firefighter since the alarm clock that you set it off. The Jersey Firefighter? Yes. Why the surprise? Well, there's a note on this magazine I'm reading on him and all the fires he said. Oh, one of the theories on pyromaniac's apparently. Well, so, did you explain that picture we used? Of course. You see? Diagrams and descriptions tell us all about the clock. Oh, does it tell how the clock was hooked up? Oh, not in detail. No, it just says it was used to set off the fire. But does it mention the fact that he always robbed the safe first? No. Uh, really? Well, someone should have read that article and tried to imitate the Jersey Firefighter. You're not knowing about this, are you? Oh, well, if you find out the number, I will tell you the number belongs. Oh. After considerable telephoning around and getting stunted from one person to another, I finally got what she wanted. She saw Ray Heston read out a couple of months ago on a medical discharge. And died in the road, as they told her. I checked the USES, but they have no record of this having any job. Pardon me of this one? Well, the only address they have was the Sunset Trail at Camp Island, Long Island. Right. But who was discharged because of them dying in the road? Who was he, the kind of man who looked at fires and things? Oh, that's what we want to know better than that. But maybe... Perhaps they wanted to discharge the man from the army because of an erosive that doesn't mean he's cracked up or crazy. An anxiety in erosive is like overworked. Run down. Boys, I'm telling you, it's perfectly strange. Too many people, just as you did now, think a man with a medical discharge has nothing to do with it. All he really needs is a little bit of the sense to put himself together again. He's just the same as you were I. Oh, but it's true. You sounded the fire things way directly to me. Well, even if it did affect me, there's nothing to do with us having a medical discharge. No war anger to this whatsoever. And there's never been a man on the army to come fire for. Well, I'm sorry. I guess I don't think so. And there's like a lot of other people. Well, I'm not trying to be tough on you about this, but it's just that, hey, Nick, where the hell are you? I think we're in a high world, though. From the look on your face, you must have some use. I'll let you find one. You're all right, Nick. The truck we found at the warehouse has picked up altogether different from the one that he had. Not the camera saw. You know, if it's wiring, no space to press, and an article in a magazine telling how it could be done. I'd say it all ends up to make a busy firework out completely. A whip cake that better be in our way to the Sunset trailer can. To have a proper job, Jay, help them. That'd be more or less permanent, too. The only thing, look, what car is that you're in, Mark? Oh, I was just thinking, how slow a Waldo was if he wouldn't bring him along. Waldo is one of those things called a profession. It's not a job to do, but because it's just you team running around he tries to put it off as long as it doesn't get canned. Oh, well, this is the happy trailer. This frame where the wife's in. The map is the description of the man's location. It looks like the right location. Yeah. And if the door's being opened, it means it has to come around somewhere. Well, we can look in, can't we? That won't hurt anything. Well, it has to be all right. But I hope it shows up soon. Oh, there you are, Nick. Oh, no. The right arm of the law. What happened to you? The right behind it. The next time I looked around, you disappeared. Oh, I got stopped at that last red light and I got boxed up behind a truck that couldn't get out. Everything happened to me. Is this the hospital space? Yes. We were just going to have a look inside while we were waiting. What's up here? Huh? What's up again? We're trying, of course. Hey, two furry pixels and two cartridge belts. And two sets like the one Nick found after the fire. With the same identification on them. Well, that should be a third one. It could be facial. What's through them? Magnesian flares. Oh! What a beautiful grayish red mix. It looks like it has some head something to do with it. And the greenest blue sort of explosion the Watson's off. It is, we'd be in my neighborhood. Yeah, it don't look so good to look a house to me. It's got two pretty fast explaining to do. Well, around somewhere. I wouldn't let the door open. That's not generally what you're doing in my trailer. Are you trying to have some? Yeah, so what? It ends up here to see you. Well, we just looked in. How'd you get in? The door was open to be locked in. Yeah, that's a likely story. I locked the door a lot. You must have broken it. That's what you did. What do you want? Are you sure you locked the door when you left? Sure, I'm sure. You calling me a liar? Not at all. It was open when we got here. Yeah? Well, look here. You forced it open. See? There's a much of the gimmick. Huh? That's right. You're right. Why is gimmick open? We didn't really have some gimmick. Why should I believe you? I can see what I think. What's in your inside? Now, look here. Ask them. Cops don't go around breaking in doors that way. Cops! They're the worst of the whole bunch. A lot of things. What? You all right. Ask them. Wait a minute. Why did you leave here? Yesterday morning. What's it to you? What have you been doing since then? Why should I answer a lot of silly questions? I don't ask them. Ask them. You better take it easy. Now, we want some information. If you won't sell a steer, I'll have to take you down the headquarters and make you a... What did I do? Kill somebody? What have you been doing since yesterday morning? Isn't it bad enough to have no home at this lousy trailer? No place to bring my wife when we can live together? No job, no nothing? But you have to come here and accuse me of heaven knows why. We're not accusing you of anything yet. Tell me, Ask them. What happened to that stock of my Asian flares that's missing from your selection? What do you mean, missing? It was here when I left. Well, it's not there now. Any idea what happened to it? No, I haven't. You probably took it. Hey, my alarm clock has gone through. Well, that's good. You bust in my door, steal my stuff, then ask me a lot of silly questions. I'm not accountable to anybody anymore. I got my discharge on my free man. It's free of anybody to do it the world the way it is. Look, Ask them. You're not making things any easier for yourself by doing this. What job? What do you mean, fucking job? You're crazy. I thought you didn't have any job. You must know it was just a temporary job I took yesterday. Stuck in some furniture. Yep. Furniture, did you say? Yes, furniture. From the Emerson warehouse. It was a rush job. They had a lot of stuff to get out in a hurry and needed drivers. They'd over scale so I took it. I needed the money. And I still have no job. Next to here then. Here, why? Look, Ask them. You go to work for Emerson. You're going all night. The warehouse burns down by a fire test with magnesium flares like you've got there. I had nothing to do with any fire. No. Your arming number is on the bag. We found the building and the fire was out. A bag just like them too, you got in there now. Can you and I are going down to headquarters? I want to know a lot more about this. Yeah, you can't take me there. No. Oh, yes, I can. I'm going to. Coming in. I know. That's just it. I want to look around a bit. Okay. I'll be seeing it. Come on, Ask them. We're going for a ride. You and me. I'll be there. You'll pay for it. I'll be there. I'm sorry. I missed Jeff who got into a jam without realizing what he was doing. I'm not satisfied with you. Don't forget the lock on the door that the girl can open. Well, couldn't you have done that as a blind? Oh, that's good. I'm going to look around for Prince though on the door. They can compare them with Hassem's. They can be funny as those inside. And if they mess? That would prove Hassem was a liar. And if they don't? That's something else. It would improve much one way or the other. Start until we get some more facts to go with them. And that's our job right now, Fethi. Getting all the facts with Hassem. Couldn't that mean that somebody was working with Hassem on this? It could. Well, give me an Hassem of innocence. Good afternoon. You're the owner of this camp? Yeah, sure I am. But we're pulled up right now. See? Glad to hear it. And I just want some information. Oh, sure. Glad to tell you what I can. You know Charlie has some, don't you? Oh, sure. Nice young friend there. Not a very sociable fellow like you'd imagine. Sure ain't. Don't they have any friends in the camp here? Sure don't. I've seen them talk to the young couple who live beside them with that talk. I suppose you know most of the people in this camp, sure. There ain't no chances just now to have a house in Jordan City. Uh-huh. All the nice people. Oh, sure. All except the guy who got the tail of the other kind of Hassem. Don't like him. You don't live there. Just you. You could go home. I don't know. But there's only one of queer looking men running in there every night. We used to have to get rid of them, but still ain't found no good reason. See? Well, what's the name of the man living there? There's John. Where's he going? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. John's home now? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, go, go. How would I wish to have done it? What's the great point of this ap prata? It's just unachu. Don't accept it. Just f... Well, I was busy and I knew Charlie needed money, so I told him about it. Well, offer you the job. Oh, I mean, Jones. Uh, live here in that trailer right ahead of you there. All right. Okay. Thanks very much. Oh, don't mention it. Hey, I hope John and Mesa are alive. You mean that there's no ties up, doesn't it, man? Well, that's curious, Mr. Jones. It seems to be indicated with our next fund of contact. What if Jones was out, man? Damn, man. Mr. Jones? Mr. Jones, you did a good job. His door is locked. Yeah, I think he was going anywhere. He didn't go a day like last week? The owner said Jones was never around on the big screen. That week can't wait. Is that what you need to do? I bet you're here to do this. Stay outside the door. If anybody looks, they're just coming in. It's not singing. And I can get outside. Right. Oh, yeah. For me, you can look around to have some sale until he's more serious than his family. Maybe Mr. Jones. Maybe. Now, don't forget. Same when comes new things. More and I'll have more, better. Hi, everybody. How's it going? Someone? One of you is on a witness trailer, then. What's going on here, anyway? What are you doing here? Can't tell you. What are you doing here? Just looking things over. Find what you wanted? I did. Not enough to put you behind bars for a long time, Mr. Sam Taylor, earliest William Jones. You're never going to use what you've found. I'm going to tie you up. You and your girlfriend. And we'll all take a ride out into the country. And I'll jump you off to two floors. If they find you, you won't be able to pull the thing. Sounds good. Except that I'm not going to lift this dolly up, if I don't have it. I think I can't do it. With this gun on you, you won't dare to move. But I can walk up to you this way. Can't do it. Take care of you. Let's go find it. Now, Mr. Whatever your name is, I'll start you up to me. Okay, Patrick. How about you? You're trying to kill me, but I'll be all right. You're one so slugging woman. Well, Mr. When I get through trying you up, you won't be able to win your little finger. And when I finish going through your book, we'll clean out one black market that won't open up again in a hurry. We've run into that black guy. Now, Patrick, as I told you before, I didn't get that eye in the fight. When I fell to the floor, no madam think he'd knocked me up so I could come to grips with him better. I hit my eye on the corner of a chair. Anyway, a black eye is a small sacrifice to make. When I was able to catch one of the men who was operating a black market, me. I kept all his books and records, his name, date, shipment, right there in the trailer. I told you I thought no one had ever seen it, so I didn't want to be careful. Well, first how do we operate it? Now, look. The manager of the Emerson warehouse, Sam Taylor, deserves two of the largest rooms for himself. He bought meat wholesale and had it brought to the warehouse and distributed it from there. He stayed at the warehouse only for a short time, so he didn't need to get rid of it. But recently, with the many patriotic footages that he used to handle black market meets, the stuff filed up into the two rooms before. Taylor didn't worry about the meat falling, but he did worry that government inspectors might trace some of the shipment back to him and find all the stuff that was stored there. So he decided to get rid of the evidence by burning down the building. But he did. Or he did that far, very completely. If he never dreamed, we'd be able to trace it back to him as we did. And finding right there in that trailer, the gym he used to try open house from shore with a June St. Phil on it. And finding the winding handle that belonged on the alarm clock we remodeled, he used to start in the fire, put the blame squarely on his children. And let Charlie have them out in time. As we did. Well, I wonder if this break, and after this break, he would make it many more pleasant places for us to go the rest of the way. It's tough when a young fellow like that stars on everything. I don't even try to pull him out of it. I have to manage a lot of things. They told me they wanted to see me. Can you have them? You don't think I'm a crook? No. I don't think you're a crook. I never did. But if you've been a little more cooperative, you can help. Why should I be? Nobody ever cooperates with me. You don't give them a chance. Chance to what? You have to be serious. They're all against me. I can't get a break anyway. No, no, look. Nobody against you. That little sharp luck thing is a lot of other men just out of the service of head. And you made a personal issue out of it. Just your own personal reaction to an unpleasant situation. How do you figure that? I can't get a job. I can't get a place where my wife and I can live together. I can get... No, no, hold on, hold on. People can't do something about this. You know any other men who don't have jobs? You are plenty of them. You know any other men who haven't gone places to live? Yeah. But what's that got to do with... Everything. Are all these other men, you and those convinced that the world is out to do them justice? Well, no. Not all of them, but I know a couple of them. That's true. You're one of a small minority of guys who take it out and break it. It doesn't help the situation at all. Hey, but I haven't had it. What do you do? I'm an auto mechanic. I'm a darn good one, too. I'm sure you are. Suppose I find you a job. I will take it. You're all chosen. And if you and your wife are the better side, when you're thrown at me and feel something better of me, I can take sure of that, too. Interested? Sure. Wait, if I can have Mary here with me one, hey, I feel a whole lot better. About everything, you can't? Well, that's good. Here's 50 dollars. That'll help you to pay your life's transportation and buy whatever things you need. Okay, that's really good. Oh, look, Mr. Carter, I don't need your money. We'll make out somehow. Now, look, we're giving charity. It's a loan, right? I should be paying you back. You can. Thanks, Mr. Carter. You're welcome. That's Mr. Carter. Oh, it's time to help somebody when it's time. Why are you doing all this for me? A friend. Help them? We all are your boys. We're one of the most marvelous families in the world. If anything I can do, I will help you pay your life's tax and get you started on the right road. I want to do it. I'm going to see if you get what's coming to you. Oh, no. That's what the user says of the cryptocurrency. You're going to get what's coming to you. Oh, I mean, especially I do. But this time, I'm talking to a friend. Right, handsome? Right, Mr. Carter. Oh, gotcha. Hey, friend. It's a wonderful thing to have. Hey, how about letting us in on your story for next week? Glad to do it, Phil. My story includes the list of the diamonds stolen from Mrs. Larkin's safe, a friend of a pointed shoe in the garden, a telephone number that refused to answer, and a place where diamonds are worth more than anywhere else in the world. And there was excitement, too. When our plane dropped down to the front, trying to locate that ship of shoes, I was through my last hour in a car. Clues and excitement, eh? Sounds like a good termination. What's the name of the story, Nick? I call it The Case of the Unwilling Criminals. Which is produced and directed by John McGregor, is copyrighted by Steven Smith Publications Incorporated. Fixed stories of Nick Carter appear in every issue of the Shadow Comics. In the broadcasts of Nick Carter, Master Detective, Ron Clark is starred as Nick, Scarlet Manson is seen as Patrick, and he is played by Ed Latimer, Waldo by Humphrey Dalen, original music is played by George Wright, scripted by Peggy Mayer and John McGregor, any resemblance to Nick's programs to actual persons living or dead, or to actual places of children going to death or... Nick Carter, Master Detective, is presented over most of these mutual stations every week at the same time. This is Bill Johnson saying, so long until next week. This program was heard in Canada on the basis of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, the usual broadcasting system.