 Mr. District Attorney, starring David Bryan. Mr. District Attorney, champion of the people, defender of truth, guardian of our fundamental rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And it shall be my duty as District Attorney, not only to prosecute to the limit of the law all persons accused of crimes perpetrated within this county, but to defend with equal vigor the rights and privileges of all its citizens. This is David Bryan. In a moment we'll bring you another case from the files of Mr. District Attorney. But first a word from our sponsor. And now here is our star, David Bryan as Paul Garrett, Mr. District Attorney. Crime has many byproducts that too often do not receive the attention they should. One such underrated byproduct of crime is its shattering effect on loved ones involved. Sometimes they suffer in silence. Sometimes they try to take matters into their own hands. One who took this unwise course was Ann Scott, who has come to the warehouse of the Walper importing company to speak to its owner in his private office. Yes? Come in, come in. Oh, hello. Who are you? I'm Ann Scott. You're Mr. Walper? That's the name. What can I do for you? Does a man named Claude Johnson work for you? Yeah, for a long time. What about him? That's what I thought you could tell me. What? I'm afraid I don't get what you're driving at. I want information, Mr. Walper. This man, Claude Johnson, there's something wrong. And I want to protect my sister from him. Your sister? Oh look, I don't like to be rude, but your family troubles us. I don't see how they concern me. Then what about these, these papers? Bills of lading on my letter. Where'd you get them? For my sister's death. They have something to do with what's going on between Barbara and Claude. And I'm going to find out even if I have to go to the police. The police? No. Now wait a minute, let's take it easy. You don't want to get your sister mixed up with the police, do you? Let me talk to Claude and see what I can find out. All right. And thanks. Can I call you tomorrow? Mmm, that'll give me plenty of time. Thanks again. Oh, Miss Scott. Yes? Let's keep the police out of it. And don't say anything to anybody, not until you hear from me. I won't, unless I have to. Hey, stop, stop! You hit her! You hit her! Miss Miller hasn't been called in yet. Oh, Mr. Garrett. No, he hasn't called yet. Maybe that's how he can now. This is Attorney's office. Oh, perfect timing, Harrington. He was just asking for you. Hold on. Do you want to take a hearing, Mr. Garrett? Fine. Say, Harrington, anything new on that hit-and-run? Ah, pretty bad, Chief. Looks like a deliberate rundown. Almost went up the sidewalk together. Did I understand it happened right outside the Wolfer importing company? Yeah. In fact, the girl was just coming out of Wolfer's place when the car got her. Run down that car, Harrington. I'll talk to you later. Maybe I shouldn't say this, Mr. Garrett. If you look like a rabbit missing a busy carrot... Well, if Wolfer is mixed up in this somehow, I wouldn't exactly call him a carrot. I'm going over to General Hospital. I want to talk to that Scott girl. See you later, Miss Miller. The nurse said you could talk. I'm the district attorney. Ah, nothing to say. Go away, Chief. But, Miss Scott, it's our responsibility to catch the hit-and-run driver who's struck you. I won't tell you anything. Go away! Go away! Leave me alone here! What's the moment? Stop! Stop! Don't come near me! Don't you know me? I'm your sister, Barbara. No way! Look, Barbara, Miss Scott, you've been better all over alone. I don't understand. What's happened to her? I suggest we step outside and let her quiet down. Why are you crying? Claude, I'm so glad you're here. Oh, what happened? Is Anna... No, she'll be all right. This gentleman and I were in the room. It was terrible. You know, your sister's overwrought. That's all, Miss Scott. Oh, by the way, my name is Yard, district attorney. District attorney? Oh, I'm Claude Johnson, Barbara's fiance. Well, how do you do? How do you do? Miss Scott, I came here to ask your sister a couple of questions. Perhaps you might help me. If I can? First, about these bills of laden. What did you get those? Well, they were your sister's purse. Can you tell me why your sister went to the Walper importing company this morning? I just can't talk now. Well, what is this? A third degree? Can't you see that Barbara's in no condition to answer your foolish questions? When Barbara feels better, would you bring her to my office, please? Sure. I certainly want to do what's right. Fine. Goodbye. Barbara, what was Ann doing with those men at that time? How did she get them? I don't know. But she's been very specific of us. She even warned me against you. So that's it. Barbara, you're sure of my love, aren't you? Of course I am. I don't know what I'd do without you. Sweetheart, there's only one answer. That's Chipman. That's the big one I told you about. But, Claude, did we have to talk about it now? I got the advance word. I'm going to get my hands in every penny I can state together, no matter how. Claude, I have money, and I want you to use it. I told you I won't touch your money. Use my money and call it a loan. What's wrong with that? Loan? Hmm. Yeah, of course. But strictly as business, as soon as the deal is through, I can pay it back. And we can get money. Of course you will. Well, that's it then. Yeah, but we have to work fast. Now, how soon could you get the money? I'll go to the doctor. Oh, Barbara, you're wonderful. I better get back to work. Call you later, hmm? Of course, darling. You're going back in to see Ann? No, I can't. I'll talk to her next. Yes, let her rest. She needs lots of rest. Goodbye. Okay. That'll do it. You're loaded. Now, I'll tell her down to the dock. Walper told him, look, Skipper, I told you a dozen times. Don't worry, we'll get the mermaid loaded in good time. I'm taking care of everything. Okay. Hello, Walper. Well, if it isn't the district attorney himself, what's the occasion for this visit? A few questions. What do you know about a girl named Ann Scott? That's a pretty name. Why did she come here this morning? Maybe to get out of the sun. How did I know? It all supposed to be about. I don't know yet, but I certainly intend to find out why someone tried to kill that girl with an automobile. Sure, sure. You're playing the wrong horse, asking me questions. Hey, Chief, is everything all right? Hang on, what brings you? Miss Miller told me you'd be here. Figured you'd like to know. We found the hit-run car. Good work. Same broken headlight. And you know what, Chief? The car's registered to Barbara Scott. And, Sister? Mm-hmm. Where's the car now? 10th Street garage. I'm going to check back with the attendant who was on duty when it was brought in. Well, get right on it. Call me if anything new. Right, Chief. Where'd you be? Having a talk with Barbara Scott. This time she'll answer questions, shock or no shock. Okay. See you later. Well, dear, I guess you won't need me anymore. Got the work to do. All right, Warper. But I might turn up with a few more questions for you later. If you say so. I'm afraid it's the wrong horse again, D.A., but keep punching. I will, Warper. I will. Okay. Hmm? Okay. He's gone. Come on. What's the idea hiding behind those cages? But I'm in a jam. I need some help. Sounds like it. What's this all about? First the girl and now the D.A.'s. You behind all this? Well, in a way, I guess. You guess? Why are you stupid? Come on. Stop it. Let me go. But I ought to kill you. The D.A. would give his right arm the pocket to me and you got him nosing around. Don't worry. You give me a little cooperation. Everything will be okay. Cut the double talk. Let's have it. What's the story? Well, I saw chance with some easy money. Barbara thinks a lot of me. She thinks I'm going to marry her. So I figured out a deal. You're losing my money. That's window trimming. I told her I had an inside track on the market. Then I cinched it by borrowing a couple hundred bucks from her a couple of times, gave it back with profit. As soon as I get the money from Barbara this afternoon, I tear her out of the country. Oh, just like that. Well, why not? Your ship, the mermaid, is loading up and starts at the far east tonight, doesn't it? Well, if you give me okay, I'll be on that ship and they'll be okay. Do I get help? Okay. Why not? You deserve a break. You'll ship on the mermaid. Yeah, I thought you'd see it my way. Now, fix it with Skipper, huh? I'm sure he's expecting my call anyway. You know, this is Walper. Let me talk to Skipper. Hey, Skipper, Lord Johnson's on his way down. He wants to talk to you about going with your ship tonight. Yeah, it's all okay. Take care of him. So long. Thanks, Walper. Thanks a lot. I'll be back when things quiet down. Glad to do it. Get down there and check with Skipper. And you might as well take down whatever you need now. Good deal. Thanks again. You're welcome. Skipper, Walper again. What I said about Johnson goes double. Take care of him. Take care of him real good. Hey, up there on the mermaid! Tell Skipper Claude Johnson's here. Johnson! Watch it, that cargo swing! This is David Bryan. Before we continue with Mr. District Attorney, in the case of a hit-and-run killer, here's an important message I'd like you to hear. And now back to David Bryan, starring as Paul Garrett, Mr. District Attorney. A girl had almost been murdered by a car belonging to her sister. So with all the tangled threads I held, I could see none that pointed to her motive. And Scott, terrified by her narrow escape from death, refused to tell me anything. Her sister, Barbara, had to know some answers, including the mysterious shipment manifest from Walper's company. And the answer to the big question, why would Barbara want to kill her sister? I'll get it, Miss Monroe. Hello? Hello, Chief. Harrington, have you found her yet? She didn't show up for an appointment with a hairdresser. Now, when a dame does that, something's wrong. And keep digging, Harrington. We've got to locate Barbara Scott. You know me, Chief. What's the matter? It doesn't gel, Miss Miller. Still, the way that fiance of hers, Claude Johnson, tried to prevent me from asking her questions, maybe he fits in somewhere. Did you say Claude Johnson? Yes. You know him? Just a minute. That name rings a bell. Oh, here it is. Look, this is Claude. Well, this is the old Walper file. Remember he told me he'd got it together? Well, I did. Look. You'll smell him on the payroll. Oh, Claude Johnson. So he worked for Walper. A year ago. What does it mean? It means you're a very remarkable young woman, Miss Miller. And now we're looking for two of them, Barbara and her fiance. Let's go. If you did say we're looking. Didn't you? Oh, I did. And so we are, right now. Oh, it's me, Barbara. Wake up, Anne, please. What? Barbara? Barbara, go away. Go away. Don't kill me. What are you saying, Anne? I'll go away. I won't try anything. You can marry Claude. Don't kill me. Stop it. Stop it, dear. I'm sorry I shook you, but I can't understand you're talking this way. Oh. I saw the car before it hit me. It was your car. I know it was your car. My car? You must be delirious. I saw the car playing. I knew you were angry that you raided me for one year against Claude. We're trying to find out about him, but I was only trying to protect you. Oh, my God. Tell me, before my car hit me, did you... did you see me driving? I... I couldn't see. There was a reflection on the window. Barbara? Barbara, where are you going? Say, something I have to do. You just walk down. And get well. You're a waltper, aren't you? I am. We're closed for business. You're watching told me we're back here. I'm Barbara Stock. I'm in sort of a hurry. I want to find Claude Johnson. He's probably at his apartment. I tried, Gary. He hasn't been home since this afternoon. I see. It's very important that I talk to him. It doesn't matter. In fact, I haven't seen him all afternoon. But you must have. You phoned me. Said you were sending him down to the waterfront on a job, and he called me as soon as he got back. He did. Something's wrong here. Good night, Mr. Waltper. Hold it. Where do you think you're going? I came here to find Claude and give him one more chance to explain. But now I think I'd better go directly to the district attorney. Think again, Mr. Waltper. Again? That's right. And it says you'll step over to my car without any trouble. Come on. I don't understand. Just move it. You're going for a boat ride. A very short boat ride. And I'm going to be surprised to see us. I could have called, but I figure I might take a look around and discuss a part of it myself. You've been carrying them out these days? It's very possible. He's been staked out here waiting for Barbara for the last two hours. Gosh, God. Well, this is at number 213. Right. Oh, gee. You smell us. Barbara didn't come home? No telephone calls. Yeah, nothing at all. But real quiet here. You see that, Herrington? Your socks are sore. Huh? Oh, oh, yeah. I took off my shoes. You know, sort of left my feet. Bless her in her own time. You have them downtown? Oh, God. I almost forgot. Hey, that garage is coming called back. Full description on the person who brought the Hitleran car in for repairs. Interesting. Oh, Herrington, don't be so mysterious. It was a hymn. Perfect description of that Floyd Johnson problem. Come on. You brought the car in alone? Yep, all by himself. He must have been driving Barbara's car. I just knew he couldn't be trying to kill her sister. Perhaps. Anne was onto something and had to be stopped. Her sister could still be in the middle of it. Very much so. But if he isn't, he might be in a very dangerous spot. We've got to find Claude before there's another accident and winds up in murder. But where did he find her? I think Walper might know the answer to that one. Let's go, Herrington. I'm with you, Chief. I'm sorry to bring this up, Herrington. Don't you think you might need to see me? Oh, you women. Think of everything. Go ahead, Chief. I'll catch up with you. This is the dock. Those lights out on the water. That must be Walper's ship. The mermaid. It is. There's Walper coming out of the cabin on that motorboat at the dock. Hmm. Now, Walper and that other fellow are loading wooden tapes into that dory. Is that what you call it? A little boat or a dory? That's right, Miss Mellon. And I see it's made past to this boat with a line. Walper is evidently going to tow the dory out of the big ship. Hey, I see. They're truly putting the tapes into the dory. The other fellow's going. Walper's alone. Good. I'll go talk to him. You stay here in the car, Herrington, just in case Claud is around. Right. Coming, Miss Mellon? Nothing I like better than to walk along the waterfront at night. Hello there, Mr. Walper. What? Oh, God. We wait here as soon as I put this crate down on the deck. Yeah. You know, Walper said we'd find you here. Am I telling you where you're going? Why should I? I'm in the importing business, remember? I remember. So I also export. My ship's sailing in an hour, and I'm taking out some cases of supplies to it. I see. These cases? Yeah. Can stuff and some ship supplies. Want me to open one up for you? That will be necessary. I check customs. They've already cleared your ship for sailing. Don't miss a trick, do you? I'll open the case anyway. See? Can good? That's all. Fair enough. And the case isn't the glory of the same? Sure. Put them in there because I'm taking the glory out. The mermaid needs another lifeboat. Okay. Where's Claude Johnson? Claude? Haven't seen him all afternoon. Isn't that unusual? What's unusual about it? Oh, on a day one of your ships is loading. I think all of your employees would be busy. Oh, you got it wrong, miss. Johnson's my bookkeeper. He doesn't work the dust. How about Barbara Scott? Any idea what she is? I don't even know her. Now look, G.A., this stuff you're at. What's it all got to do with me? I have every reason to believe your man Johnson was involved in a hit-and-run. And I'd like your help in finding him. Well, I'd be glad to help if I could. Come on, I'll have more time. I see. Just stay here, Miss Miller. I'll be right back. Hey, where are you going? I'm looking to your cabin. Hold it. You got no search warrant? I'm not making a search, Walper. You can't keep me out of there. I think I care. What's this? Mr. Garrett, he's got a gun. We'll take one more step towards the cabin. The little lady here gets it first. I'll be right back. No, thank you. I just gave you with the gun back. Sorry, I was a little slow. But Walper won't be flooding anybody else for a while. I see that. Where's Miss Miller? Down here in the cabin. Barbara Scott's here. We're coming. You got him tied up? Yeah, gag, too. Let me take this tape off a month. What? Yeah. Oh, it's better. I can hardly breathe. He was so frightened. He told me he had to kill Claude when I was next. He was going to throw my body out the sea. There, you're not dancing about it. And he's so right about Claude. He tried to warn me. That's why he tried to kill her with my gun. That's the way it figures, all right. But, Chief, I don't get Walper's part in all this. Was he in on the con game? No, Harrington. Walper was in on a much bigger game. The answer is in those cases in the Dory. The wooden cases? Yes. Can you walk all right, Miss Gunn? Yes, I'll be fine. No. Give her a hand, Harrington. Let's go. Good. Be careful stepping on the dock here. But, Chief, what do you mean those cases in the Dory of the answers? Come on, I'll tell you. I'll bring that crowbar, Harrington. This Dory is full of cases of supplies. I don't think they're all supplies. I'll open this one. Now we'll just push aside some of this sawdust. There. Wow. Look at that. This is good. That looks like a bar of gold. Solid gold. Exactly what it is, Miss Miller. And this little boat is loaded with those golden bars. Mr. Walper was taking them to Singapore. But why? For a tremendous and illegal profit. You see, gold here in the United States is taken at $35 an ounce. But in Singapore, on the black market, Walper could sell it easily at $80 an ounce. Yeah. A nice bit of exporting, all right. Well, what do we do now, Chief? You stay here until we can get the harbor authority to round up the rest of the crew. In the meantime, I think Miss Scott would like to see your sister. Oh, I would, Mr. Gareth. More than anything in the world. This is David Bryan. I hope you enjoy this case from the files of Mr. District Attorney. I'll be back in just a moment after this message from our sponsor. Well, here's the style of Mr. District Attorney. David Bryan, with a word about the program you have just heard. It was not very long after that you've probably written your newspapers about the conviction of the man we called Walper on the charge of first-degree murder, along with his henchmen skipper. You may have also read of the rounding up the various members of the vicious gold smuggling gang and the federal punishments needed out to them. Now this is David Bryan inviting you to join us when we present our next case based on the facts of crime from the file of Mr. District Attorney. Mr. District Attorney was originated by Philip S. Floyd.