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It is approaching midnight. On a dirt road, at right angles to a paved, steeply graded highway in Tennessee, a dark blue sedan is parked. Two men sit in the front seat, waiting. Suddenly, the silence of the night is broken by the roar of a trailer truck climbing the steep highway. The thin man in the sedan flicks away his cigarette. Okay, fatso, let's go. What's the idea, you guys? Hijackers? That's right, keep your hands on the wheel and sit tight. Cornish, you know I ate that fast. Two of you, huh? Yeah, my pal's kind of slow on his feet. Always running, always running. Get the complaints, pal. Okay, drive her outside and climb down. What are you going to do with me? Turn around, Junior. Yeah, but... Turn around. Okay, fatso. Hmm, did that neat, didn't I, Cornish? Drag him to the side of the road. Always I get the heavy work off. Good for you, fatso. It helps you reduce. Well, we can take these masks off now. We can dream land. Oh, glad to get it off. Sophocator guy. Fatso, you take the car, I'll follow in the truck. Oh, Cornish, let me take the truck. It's a long walk to the car, all uphill. All of 50 feet. Scram, fatso, start walking. Always I got to walk home. This counter-espion investigation on the basis of... More guests arriving. I'll get it, Mr. Midland. Oh, never mind, Joyce. This is out of office hours. I'll play receptionist. All right. You see that our other guests have enough to drink. Of course. Mr. Midland. Hello, Cornelius. You're early. Bad. Went like clockwork. Good. Go into the library. I'll get Joyce and we'll finish the paperwork. Right. Joyce. Oh, Joyce. Yes, Mr. Midland? I'm sorry, but a little business has come up. Right away, Mr. Midland. You see, folks, that's what happens to a secretary when she attends a boss' party. It won't take long, Joyce, in the library. Yes, Mr. Midland. I'll be right back. Hello, Cornelius. I'll get my notebook, Mr. Midland. Yes. Good haul, Cornelius? Yeah, sure. Soaps, detergents, toothpaste, candy, regular items. I had Fatso make up a list. Let me have it, Cornelius. I'll copy it. Joyce, check off any items that we don't buy from regular sources. We'll make out purchase orders tomorrow at the office. Right. Now, Cornelius, I'm opening up two new drug stores in our chain next week. We'll make a total of 14 stores. We're getting big. That means we've got to knock off more trucks to keep up with the demand in our stores. Okay, by me, Mr. Midland. The more trucks I knock off, the more dough I get. That's right. Now... Oh, Fort. What's the matter, Joyce? Oh, Fatso's handwriting. I can't read it. Well, just try. It's no use. I'll have to go out to the hideout myself and check this load. All right. I'll drive you out. Tomorrow will do. But from here on in, Mr. Midland, we should check these trucks ourselves. Always the efficient secretary, eh, Joyce? I believe in doing a thing right. Then we'll do it right. Cornelius, on the next load, we'll be out there to check. Uh, what is the next load? A tobacco shipment via the valley trucking company two nights from now. You and Fatso knock it off, and then Joyce and I will, uh, check it off. Counter-Spy headquarters, Washington, from Counter-Spy Field Office, Central City, Valley Trucking... Hey, this is Harding. What's the situation on those new mini-cameras? It's wonderful. We'll get up here with one of those cameras right away. We've got a headache we may be able to use them on. Statistical department, Harding speaking. Send the modus operandi files on all hijackings for the last two years to my office as soon as you can. Chemical division, this is Harding. Our day down, blacklight and fluorescent pigments get it all together and bring it into my office. I'm going to have a problem for you technicians to solve. Miss Trumbull, where's Peters? I've been buzzing his private office, no answer. Well, he went down to Barbershop, Mr. Harding. I'm getting for you. Do it. Tell him I want to see him right away. Sit down, Peters. We're going to work on those hijackings in the Midwest. Huh? They knocked off a second truck interstate, so we're assuming jurisdiction now for local authorities. Good. Those records you got on your desk from the modus operandi file? Yes. Now, all told, there are 14 hijackings that fit the same pattern. Hijackers masked, trucks stopped on hills where they can't pick up speed. Drivers slugged. All in the same general area. Well, more or less, they've been concentrated in these three Midwest states. Trailer trucks. Ten of them with built-in alarm system. Going to be tough to crack? Well, maybe. Maybe not. Now, I've got two jobs for you right away. Shoot. First, you. What's the matter, Dave? Well, what's the matter with you? Me? Well, there's some of you. You look lopsided. What's the matter with your hair? Oh, that. Well, if you wanted me to come up here right away, I was in the middle of a haircut. Well, it didn't have to be that right away. Okay, Dave. Now, first, get down to the photo lab. Hailey's got that slick new mini-camera down there. He'll explain the operation to you. Jack, then go see the companies that make these truck alarm systems. We want to attach cameras to their alarm. We'll do. Now, next, see Carl Palmer in the materials division. He's compiling a list of patent medicines and drugs that were hijacked. Right? Now, you make contact with the manufacturers of those products. You see they're required to keep a chemical analysis of each batch of their product as manufactured. You want me to get the analysis of the hijacked batch if I can? That's right. Report to me when you've obtained results. Here, or would you be on your way to the Midwest? Well, here most likely, Dr. Boswell in the chemical lab is trying to turn out a permanent type of bread crumb for us. Hmm? The Hansel and Gretel fairy story. Remember a trail of bread crumbs? We're going to see if we can get the hijackers to leave us the same kind of trail. I don't get it. Well, you don't have to at the moment. Just get started on that stuff I gave you. Right away, then. Well, not too right away. Take ten minutes to finish that haircut. Then get going. Hello, Cornelius. Ah, Mr. Midland. You come to check the lodge yourself like I said, huh? Yes. Everything go all right? Yeah, Mr. Midland. Just double checking. Pull the truck over to the empty van. We'll unload this one right away. Okay. Joyce. Right away, Mr. Midland. We'll check this stuff. It all goes to our Central City warehouse. Make out the bill of lading accordingly. Yes, Mr. Midland. Hiya, Joyce. Hello, Carney. Now, where's that big girl? That's how I probably fell asleep in a car. No, I didn't. Not me. It's a long walk from the driveway. It's always a long walk. Hello, Mr. Midland. Hello, Fatso. We brought three men to help with the unloading. They're playing cards in the old farmhouse. I'll open the truck and put them to work, Mr. Midland. Do some yourself, Fatso. Good for that front porch of yours. Don't you worry about my front porch, Carney. I'll take care of it. Always I do the work. Always he complains, always. Carney, in the next few days, I want you to put on four more men who are expanding our operations. They'll work in the northern part of the state around Norport. Four more, Mr. Midland? Yes. I want to buy as little as possible from legitimate wholesalers. Getting our product this way is much more profitable. Okay. I'll dig up some real good boys. Now, Joyce, you'd better... What's that? Holy mackerel. That fool. He's broken the auto-alarm system. Come on. Fatso, more on Joyce. The keys have you got them? Here, Mr. Midland. The alarm box fell inside. Fatso, you subhuman idiot. On your brain, you're on your stomach. No. I didn't do nothing. Just broke open the lock and you see the shield on the tailgate. Get closer so that you can read it. No. Mr. Midland, easy on him. Please. I ought to kill him. Easy, Mr. Midland. Your mutton head. Read what it says on the shield. This truck protected by CKY auto-alarm. The alarm system is not under the control of the driver. What's it mean? It means that we're lucky I had the foresight to anticipate this. If I hadn't picked the hide out here on the hills, half the cops in creation would have been down on us by now. Always. It's my fault, always. I'm sorry. Well, nobody told me. What have you got a brain for? You can read. You prove that. Okay, so I did wrong. Well, how come you can shut it off, Mr. Midland, when it says not even the driver can? Because I have keys to the alarm system. Here, Corny, you take them. Three keys. One for each alarm system used on trucks in this area. Okay, Mr. Midland. Have duplicates made for the new men that you hire. I want things set up so that we're knocking off, but truck a day. Back to counterspy in just a moment. But first... 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Say, Pepsi at the stand. Say, Pepsi. Whenever you reach for a refreshment, remember, why take less when Pepsi's best? Now, back to counter-spies. Following David Harding's instructions, Harry Peters is calling on a leading manufacturer of automatic alarm systems. Well, Mr. Denton, your auto alarms are certainly loud enough. Oh, yes, Mr. Peters. That's why I think the hijackers drive these trucks to some backwood section and break them open. Oh, sirens can be heard a couple of miles away once they're tampered with. Well, the hijackers might have a key to your alarm system. Well, that's a possibility. A good one, too. That's why we want these mini cameras installed on the truck separate from your system. Three of them in each truck. Now, our photo lab has worked out a way to do it. When the truck doors are open, each camera will take a picture. That way, we'll get three actual photos of the crooks breaking in. Well, we'll be glad to install them before you, Mr. Peters. Well, pretty soon these cameras will be standard equipment for all counter-spies, but right now we'll just want them installed in whatever trucks in that Midwest area use your alarms. I see. Well, that's about 40 or 50. But there are other companies in this general area with similar systems. Yes, I know. I'm going to contact them, too. Good. Good. When your mechanics install these cameras, please tell them only this. Okay. They're just an additional feature of your regular alarm system. Oh, naturally. A mighty nice-looking job, these cameras. My boy would love to have one for himself. Well, later on, Mr. Harding told me he wants them to be available to everyone. I'll let you know. Meantime, be cautious about it. We're going to be discreet, Mr. Peters. Good. And let's hope the counter-spies will be successful. Goodbye, Mr. Denton. Mr. Frost, you do have a chemical analysis of a lot of your cough remedy that was hijacked. Better than that, Mr. Peters. We keep a spectroscope card of every lot. Color breakdown? That's right, Mr. Peters. We take a sample of every batch we make, then we throw a light on it, project it through a prism that breaks it down into its component colors, and photograph those colors for our records. We want to make copies of that color card, Mr. Frost. You're welcome to. If you can match it exactly with a sample, that sample will be from the lot that was stolen. That's what we hope to do, Mr. Frost. Thank you. Oh, Mr. Harding. Wait until I turn this off. How's it coming, Dr. Boswell? As you see, I've been working with this standard truck engine mounted on blocks. Mr. Harding, the problem's lit. Good. Show me. Well, here's the oil. I've impregnated it with a green fluorescent pigment. It looks like ordinary oil. Well, look at it under our black-light lamp. Wow. That's a bright green dot. Yes, you equip our patrol cars with a black-light headlamp, and it'll pick up this spot on a road at 40 feet. Well, now, have you worked out a way of dropping the oil for a trail? Yes, sir. You see, just back of the oil crankcase, this can. Yes, I see it. Well, it has a hole in it and a shutter arrangement like a camera. The shutter is driven by a small electric motor and continually revolves inside the can. Now, this switch here, which can be fastened to the truck dashboard, controls the outlet in the can. The moment the driver switches it on, oil starts dripping. Good. Good enough. Boswell will have 100 of these made up right away, will you? All right, sir. Mr. Harding, Mr. Peters is on the phone. Mr. Harding, Mr. Peters is on the phone. Excuse me, Doctor. This is Harding. Put Mr. Peters on this line, please. Peter? Yes, Dave. How's it going? Okay. Oh, that's better than I expected. We'll have copies of it made and forwarded to all our field offices in those Midwestern states. I've already done that, Chief. Also, send a TWX to our field offices. Have them buy samples of the remedy from every retail outlet in their area. Right. Then they're to make color cards of the samples to check with the card on the stolen lot. We'll do. You meet me in Central City. We'll work out of our field office there, since it's the biggest city in the area. Spectroscope analysis. Dobbs Cough remedy reveals Midland Drugstore's only outlets handling the stolen batch here in continue reports. There it is again, Dave. Midland Drug Company. Nine times in two weeks. And not another company in this whole area has had a single bottle of that batch of cough remedy. Peter, call Joe Lincoln in our tax department. We'll set up some excuse to examine the Midland Drug Company's books. Okay. Wait a minute. Hold on. Count us by field office, Harding speaking. Huh? Three quarters of an hour overdue. Do you have a map of the route he was taking? Good. I'll be over at your office. I'll pick it up in ten minutes. Goodbye. Hi, Dracking Dave. I was the traffic manager of the Valley Trucking Company. One of their trucks is three-quarters of an hour overdue in Danville. I'll get out of police alarm on it right away. Now if the truck's located, tell them to call us in patrol car number 23. Right. That's equipped with a blacklight headlamp. We'll follow the truck's route. And I hope the driver had time enough and sense enough to turn on that oil switch. See anything yet, Peter? No, not yet, Dave. How far have we come? About 35 miles from the city. Well, hey. That hill up ahead. Yeah. Look, Peter. A pool of green on the road up ahead. I see it. Peter's? This is it. The hijackers must have let the motor idle after the driver turned on the oil switch. Search the side of the road, see if we can find the driver. Is he all right? Just unconscious. A radio of the state pleased to pick him up right away. Then we'll pick up the trail of these oil drops and hope they lead to a real pickup. Not too fast, Peter. We've followed the trail about 15 miles. They must be turning off the road pretty soon. All right, Chief. Hey, hold it. Stop. What is it? No more oil spots on the highway. We've passed a dirt road on our right just a few yards back. Back up. They must have turned in there. The road's getting worse, Dave. We may be getting close. Better stop the car, Peter. I'll take the black light hand lamp and go ahead on foot. Now wave you ahead as long as I can follow the trail of oil drops. See, Peter? Fluorescent oil spots end right at that barn. Then they double back where they drove the truck out again. Wonderful hideout. An abandoned farm really in the backwoods. There's a light in only one room in the old farmhouse. Guns ready, Peter. We may need it. Always. Some day I'm gonna tell that corny some day eat like pigs. The dish is so dirty. They call me fatso. All right, big boy. Take it easy and keep holding that dish. He said keep holding it. Who are you guys? United States counter-spies. You're under arrest for hijacking. Counter-spies? How'd you find this place? We might tell you if you tell us some of the things we want to know. I don't do no talking. Maybe not here. Well, a ride may loosen your tongue. Get going. Now look, let me get rid of this apron, huh? I'd look awful silly being arrested in a apron. Okay, put down that dish. Get your jacket on. At least that's one dish you won't have to clean. There's a lot of dishes to clean in prison. And you could use the exercise. Always cracks about my front porch. Even the cops even. Keep the lamentation. Start moving. You've got a lot of questions to answer. All right, now that's all. Car radio, chief. I'll take it, Peter. Keep driving. Counter-spy car 23, Mr. Harding. Harding speaking, Hailey. Go ahead. Nice going, Hailey. The cameras. Have you checked them? Yes, sir. What results? Any identification? Okay, Hailey. Get a squad of men together and head for the Midland Drug Warehouse in Central City. Okay, Mr. Harding. We'll meet you there. Just keep it under observation. Don't move until we arrive. Right, sir. Step on it, Peter. I'll have a little chat with Fatso back here. After what he's heard, I'm sure he feels a lot more like talking. Don't you, Fatso? The last of the loads has been put away in the warehouse. Any items that we don't order through our regular channels? Nope. All standard products. How much was the load worth, Curie? Approximately $10,000, Mr. Cornelius. 5% of that is 500 bucks. Not bad for a night's work, eh, Cornelius? Yeah, I'm happy, Mr. Midland. Good. As we get bigger, there'll be more money in it for you. I hope so. Put out the warehouse lights, Joyce. We may as well leave. Right, Mr. Midland. We all leave together, Mr. Midland? Why not? Just an industrious boss and his equally industrious employees working overtime. All right, Mr. Midland. All lights out. Let's go. Oh, Mr. Midland. What? I'm sorry. I don't... Know me? You will, Mr. Midland. You will. I'd like you and your companions to come with me. Oh, yes. Thank you, our guy. His name is David Harding. Harding? Harder, Spice. I don't understand. It's no use, Midland. We've got the whole picture of your hijacking setup in nice, clear pictures. Oh, no! Cornelius! Get it, Peter! But I don't understand. I had it all figured. My setup, my big organization... There's one thing you didn't figure, Midland. The counter, Spice, have a bigger organization. Okay, Peter. Let's take them along. When your friends drop in, be generous. But be thrifty, too. Serve plenty of delicious Pepsi Cola. Pepsi's big 12-ounce bottle gives you not just one sparkling glassful, but two. Get a carton of six and serve 12 delicious drinks. Yes, Pepsi is America's biggest cola value. You get twice the tangy taste, twice the refreshment, twice the Pepsi. So why take less when Pepsi is best? Whenever you reach for refreshment, remember... Pepsi Cola hits a spot. Two full glasses, that's a lot. 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