 Listen to Herbert Marshall as the man called X. Wherever there is mystery, adventure, intrigue, in all the strange and dangerous places of the world, there you will find the man called X. The country, the men involved, must remain anonymous and unknown. The reports of those intimately concerned are safely buried in the most secret governmental files. Someday, perhaps, their story will become part of history. Today, only three living men know the story, the unbelievable story of what really happened during Operation Cabal. There they are, Ken. The latest reports from the city of Parampa. I think you'd better read them. Sure, Chief. Looks like a familiar pattern, all right? Routing the streets, impending national emergency, unscheduled military maneuvers. There's a revolution cooking, all right? Has to be. And Parampa's the capital of one of the most democratic countries in the Southern Hemisphere. Emilio Horado is one of the greatest presidents she's ever had. Ken, if a country like that becomes totalitarian... Yeah. It might be the beginning of a tidal wave that could drown the world. Yeah. What's the bureau done about it? Oh, I've got one of our best men down there, Bill Verdeer. Oh. What's Bill come up with? Not too much. General Jose Lopez seems to be the leader of the opposition. Lopez? Oh, Chief of General's staff. The man who wanted them to side with Hitler during the last war. That's right. What's President Horado doing about it? He hasn't been seen in public for over a month. He may be sick, dead, held in Communicada with anybody's guests. Oh. So what are we going to do about it? Nothing we can do, Chief. What? Until I get to Parampa. Senior Ken Thurston. That's right. Who are you? My name does not matter. This way I have transportation available. Suppose I'd rather take a cab. The choice is not up to you, senior. Uh-huh. I noticed your power was closing in on us. Well... Let's go. I take it you're General Jose Lopez. You're quite correct. Why all this special attention? It is customary to give special attention to an important personage visiting our country. It becomes essential when that personage is the man called X. Speaking about an unknown quantity, General? To the contrary. There is very little we do not know about you. And as a military man, I am naturally interested in the movements of a potentially dangerous enemy alien. Since when are your country and mine at war? They are not at the moment. What you're trying to say is that if, as and when, a revolution takes place here, I should keep my nose out. It would be much healthier. And if I don't? I believe the usual penalty covering such a situation is execution. Well, we have arrived, senior. The residents of El Presidente Emilio Horado. You are free to go in. Yeah. Thanks for the lift, Lopez. I'll see you around. Si. What did you wish to see him about? Well, that's my business, isn't it? President Horado is not here. Then where is he? He's on a secret vacation for his health. What's wrong with him? A physician's relationship with his patient is a confidential matter, Herr Thurston. Yes, yes, yes. Now, you will excuse me. I'm quite busy. The guards will... You came here to discuss a possible revolt against the government, Herr Thurston. Did I? That is what a friend of yours in the anti-rum is just informed me. Oh, it's nice of him. General Lopez? Nine. A hair... ...bagon, said Schmidt. I didn't tell the doctor tiller nothing, Mr. X. It was the president's guards who called him. Oh, I swear it by the father of my father, Norie. Then what's the devil you're doing there in the first place? Well, where else would I go when the chief told me you wanted my inviolable services here in Paranta? You could have gone to the Rio Hotel where he told you to go and waited for me there. What for? So I could have used you as an undercover man. Now, get in touch with our agent here, Bill Vadir. He's at a flower shop on the Cayel Venta. Tell him I want to talk to him tonight, after I see President Urado. President Urado, but I thought you didn't know where he is. I have a hunch Dr. Tiller was lying, but Urado was right there in the presidential mansion. But they got guards all around the place. Some years ago he showed me a passageway in the walls leading from his apartment to a garden as cottage. But maybe the guards know about it, too. You could get all shot out or something. Oh, yeah. Could be the size of this. Now, if I can find that... Yes, but I didn't expect this kind of a reception committee. That is quite understandable. By the way, the lovely nurse is Aline Valos. And I am Don Carlos Alvarez. We are both at your service here. If you mean that, why doesn't Senator Valos put away the gun? Of course. You understand I could not afford to take chances than your person, not with the El Presidente in his present condition. What is Emilio's condition? He is in the bedroom. Why not a certain for yourself? I will waste a way to... what's happened to him. Dr. Tiller's diagnosis is one of a complete breakdown through overwork, both physical and mental. And you don't agree? It does not matter what I believe. I am only his nurse. Yeah. Who are you, Don Carlos? An artist, Senor Thurston, appointed by Dr. Tiller to furnish El Presidente with some form of vocational therapy. I see. President Urado has spoken quite often of his good friend, Cain Thurston. And I would deem it an honor to work toward the preservation of my country with a man called X. Hmm. What about you, Senator Valos? I will do anything to prevent this land from being destroyed by totalitarian ideology. All right. We've got less than 48 hours to do it. 48 hours? The 27th of May, the logical day for the revolution to take place. Of course. This country is Independence Day. There will be traditional military maneuvers providing a perfect opportunity for General Lopez to seize the citadel, the government's nerve center. And the revolution will be over. Unless we can learn who the leader is. The leader? But you already know him. General Lopez. No, I doubt it. Lopez is brutal and vicious, yes, but he doesn't have the imagination, the knowledge it was necessary to soften a great democracy until it was ripe for dictatorship. Again, I agree, Senor Thurston. It must have taken the most careful planning over a period of years. Consumered skill in organization, the most thorough knowledge of geopolitics and psychological warfare. No, whoever is behind this, man or woman, is quite likely a genius. But if it is not Lopez, who could this leader possibly be? That's quite a question, Elena. And we haven't much time to answer it. Believe me, Mr. X, your worries are all over. Once Zell Schmidt puts his nose to a grindstone, he really sinks his teeth into it. So you got in touch with Bill Vardier? You bet. And he knows all about who's the leader in the back of this revolution and stuff. Here's the flower shop now. He said if he wasn't here, he should make ourselves a... Black Room. Mr. X, it's Bill Vardier. Bill, can you hear me? Who was it? Bill. Leader. Recording. The leader. Who is it, Bill? Who is the leader? He... recording. It... it... Bill Vardier. One of the best men I've ever... With that photograph. There's a recording on it. I think it was a clue to the leader. Bill wanted us to play it. Mr. X, listen to that voice. Yes. But it don't make sense. What would Bill Vardier be doing with a record of that grown-up's voice? Well, listen to me, and we'll almost destroyed the world, Peter. Oh, sure, but that's all that buried stuff. He bombed himself out in Berlin over seven years ago. Did he? What? The label on that record. In Bill's handwriting. It says the recording was made here in Tarantino. Just two days ago. Friends, as we celebrate Memorial Day this weekend, millions of cars will crowd our streets and highways. In every car will lurk an unwelcome passenger. A grim menace who will turn pleasure into tragedy if he can. The menace is death or injury in a traffic accident. So keep on the alert every instant. Not only for yourself, but for the other fellow. Be extra careful, won't you? Drive as if your life depends on it. Because it does. Two of the man called X starring Herbert Marshall with Leon Balasco as Pagon Zell Schmidt hangs over the capital city of Paranta in South America, threatening to start a tidal wave of totalitarianism that might engulf the entire hemisphere. And the only clue to the possible identity of the unknown leader of the revolutionary movement is a recording made in Paranta only two days before. A recording of the voice of Adolf Hitler. So you've got some new information, Don Carlos. That is correct, Senior Thurston. The plan is brutal, cold-blooded perfection itself. The military maneuvers will be held upon the open fields outside the city tomorrow. All prominent government officials loyal to President Urado will view them from the headquarters in the city then. And I suppose the Air Force is going to put on an exhibition of bombing. But instead of using mock targets on the fields, they'll bomb the citadel. Exactly, Senior. The Air Force holds the balance of power. Who's up ahead of it? Of course. Col. Luis Montalvo. How does he stand? Apparently he has been playing along with the revolutionists. But I believe that secretly he is in sympathy with President Urado. I think we'd better find out. Please, Mr. Rex, how crazy can we get walking right into General Lopez's army camp? We're putting our mouths right into the line. We're not entering the camp. Colonel Montalvo has his quarters right here, outside the gates. Please come in. Sure. You came to see Colonel Montalvo? Is he in? Yes, in this room. Who killed him, Elena? You? No, señor. He was my betrothed. Oh. He asked me to come here this afternoon. He said he had the most important decision to make. I walked in and found him there. What was the decision about Elena? He did not say. Only that he'd concerned an important speech to be made in the officer's ward room at 3 o'clock. We were going to listen to it here on the intercommunication system. I see. It's a little out of three right now. Do you mind if we turn the speech on? No. No, I do not mind. Mr. Therson. Yeah? It's like a chief. Now that Montalvo's dead, we can't even get the air force on our side. Looks like I came down here just in time for the funeral. I wouldn't be too sure of that, chief. Don't forget President Jurado. On the other side of this panel. I'm ready, Ken. Then let's go. There's Jurado's bedroom. Come on. Ken, that needle. Let's have it, doctor. Let's have it, doctor. I'm afraid not. The hypo's empty. Then killer's already used it on herado. And we don't know what it is. I think you were on this table. What is it, Ken? Morphine. Then they have been keeping him doped. Keeping him on ice until they were sure they didn't need him anymore. Yes, but they finally made up their minds. This last shot was strong enough to kill him. Then there's nothing more we can do to stop that madman from coming back into power. D-Day, all right? Yep. There's General Lopez Command Post down on the edge of the field. Next to the section they've marked off the regs and the civilians. That's right, Chief. H-R. Unless you want me to use this gun. You fool! President Jurado. If this is not possible, the drug Dr. Tiller assured me it would kill him. He forgot to tell you he was carrying an antidote in his medical kit. What? Emilio, who our door is still a sick man, but he's far from dead Lopez, and he was alive enough this morning to call a secret meeting with his loyal Air Force men and his leader we're trying to do. Perhaps, but you will not believe so. I guess that does it all right, Mr. Rex, huh? We'll finish except for the shouting. Not quite, Pager. There's still little leader to take care of. Hey, what about that crazy man? He's in the next room waiting to speak to his troops after their splendid victory. He is? Then you know who he is, huh? Sure. Called himself Don Carlos Alvarez. Don Carlos? But he couldn't be. He didn't even look like him or talk like him. All the physical disguise was good enough, to change the man. The egomania. The big lion boasting technique that was used in minecumpf. It came through in everything he said and did. But, but, but... He's out on the target field. He must have heard. Fuck yourself. Those bombs were your answer. I will never have to worry about him again. I'd like to believe that, chief. Mores have been tried before, and the ghosts of men like that still haunt us. No, there's a different answer. It was given to us 2,000 years ago. Do unto others, as ye would have them do unto you. Here is our star, Mr. Herbert Marshall. Thanks for being with us. And my thanks to Lucille Meredith, Will Wright, Bill Conrad, Paul Freese, and Ted Von Elst. And now, ladies and gentlemen, we have the man called X for taking our leave of the air for a while, and we hope it won't be for too long. I should like to express thanks to the many other players who have helped to put this program over through these many months. Also to our writer, Sidney Marshall. No relation, by the way, though. I'd like it to be that way. And then to the two regulars, Leon Velasco, who you know so well as our Pagan, and Will Wright, our chief. Then there are our music master, Milton Charles, our announcer, Hal Gibney, our sound effects wizard, Floyd Caton and Monty Fraser, our engineer, Leon Frye, and Leon Frey, our engineer, Leon Frye, and Betty Collison, our sweet secretary. 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