The story of Mertz and Marge.
You will remember that in our last episode, Margie suddenly disappeared.
She had left the party at Mertz's apartment to go downstairs in the building to the food
shop for some refreshments that were needed.
When she failed to return, Mertz followed her to investigate.
She found that Marge had never reached the store.
Terribly upset, Mertz returned to her apartment and called Ray Hunt for help.
He and Jack Arnold, the handsome young assistant district attorney, are now on their way over
to try to pick up the trail.
What has happened to Marge?
In a moment, we'll try to find out as we listen to the newest episode in the story of Mertz
and Marge.
Ray Hunt and Jack Arnold have not yet arrived at Mertz's apartment.
While we're waiting for them, let's go back in our story and follow Marge on the mission
that led her to a mysterious disappearance.
Here she is on the street corner at which she was last seen.
Hey baby, hey baby.
Oh paper boy, please give me the latest edition.
Ah, the morning papers are out now, miss.
Well, I'll take the newest ones.
You're kind of silly, isn't it?
Yeah, miss.
Say, you ought to have a coat on.
Oh, you can keep it.
Thanks, lady.
Get in, lady.
Get in, lady.
Hey, watch where you're going, honey.
Oh, well, pardon me for bumping into you.
I was walking so fast, I didn't see you, mister.
That's all right, kid.
Ray, that isn't the little doll from the Red Rooster.
Oh, you're mistaken.
I don't know you.
I don't know what you mean.
I've never seen you before.
What, you're kidding, baby?
You're the same little glamour puss, all right.
I know, I said I'd stand here the first time I laid eyes on you.
I know, I know.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I know, I said I'd stand here the first time I laid eyes on you.
I'm in a hurry now.
I'm glad to see you again.
Just a minute, sister.
Where are you working now?
Well, I'm...
Well, then let me tell you.
You're with Hayfield's Pleasures, ain't you?
You got a brother, too, ain't you?
Please, let go of my arms.
I've got to go and I'm cold.
I've been trying to locate you for a couple of days, honey.
I want to talk to you.
Open the door, Jake.
Oh, please.
Come on, get in here and be quick.
Oh, no, I won't.
Jake, open the door.
Oh, please.
Jake, open the door.
Oh, please.
Oh, please.
Come on, get in here and be quick.
Jake, over to 7-Eleven, the back entrance.
I'm going back.
Will you let me out of here?
Will you let me out of here, I say?
Don't get so excited, sister.
I ain't going to hurt you.
I want to go home.
Don't you dare touch me.
Well, look, why ain't you?
Now just calm yourself down.
It'll be healthier for you.
I'm not afraid.
What do you want with Mr. Houston?
Oh, so you do remember me, huh?
Yeah.
Well, all I want is just a little bit of peace.
I won't hurt you, and then we'll take you right back where we found you.
Well, the girls will all be worried about me.
What girls?
From the show.
We were having a party.
Where?
None of your business.
Watch out.
We kill people for less than that.
Will you let me out of this car?
How would you like to be spanked?
I know who you are.
You're a big racetteer in the head of a gay house.
You know, I've got a girl that wants to be your girlfriend.
What?
What?
You're a big whack-a-peer in the head of a big...
Big what, sister?
A big whack-a-peer.
Yeah.
Well, here we are.
You wanna walk in or shall I carry you?
I'll walk.
You dare touch me.
What if I kissed you?
Oh, I'd slap your face!
Ha ha ha ha!
Arr, ain't no such thing.
All right, in here.
This looks like the back entrance to the...
To the what, sister?
I know the Red Roof, sir.
I went out this way the night.
Yeah.
The night you ducked.
Well, you won't remember this room you're going into.
And you won't duck.
Knock, knock, knock.
All right, up those stairs.
Oh, don't let me alone.
I won't go up those stairs.
Come on, you.
Don't say that.
I don't know where to go.
Hello, Ted.
Hello, Bill.
Well, looks like we got company, huh, Ted?
This is Jim and his sister.
She's got a lot to tell us if she cares to.
But she doesn't.
You know what we do to bad little girls.
Oh, I can't, that stuff.
Come on, get down to business.
All right.
Your name is Margie Minter, isn't it?
Yes, that's my name.
You got a brother, Jimmy?
I have no brother.
Don't lie, kid.
Miller bragged around here that he had a sister named Marge
who joined up with Hayfield Pleasures.
Well, I'm not lying.
I have no brother.
Well, maybe he's your uncle.
Where is he?
I don't know what you're talking about.
He was followed to the theater the night the show opened.
He bought a ticket in advance.
Yeah, yeah, he sat upstairs.
We didn't see him come out the front entrance.
Where'd he go after the show?
Where'd he go?
I don't know.
Say, where do you live?
In New York.
What do your folks live?
I have another folks.
Yeah, that makes it easy.
We don't have to worry about the body.
Oh, please, please let me go.
By the way, where do you live here in New York?
I live at Mrs. Morris's rooming house on 48th Street
near Broadway.
Now, look, we're getting nowhere.
Are you soft on this dame, Houston?
I'm running this head.
Now listen, kid, where is your brother?
Well, don't you know?
Oh, then you have got a brother.
I said no, no, I haven't.
Really, I haven't.
Oh, give it a word, Bill.
Why waste time?
We don't want no harm to come to you, baby.
If you tell us where Jim Minter is,
then I'll give you a grand.
A grand?
That's a thousand bucks, baby, a cool grand.
It wouldn't hurt him, would you?
Oh, no.
We just want to ask him a few questions.
He knows all the answers.
When did you see him last?
Well, one day last week, I saw him at the stage door.
Sure you didn't see him the night the show opened?
No, I didn't see him.
What did he want the day you did see him?
He wanted some money so he could go to Chicago.
He said he had a job waiting for him there.
Well, who was he going to work for?
Think hard, Sissy.
I don't remember the name.
He said he'd write to me.
Is that a name like Duffy?
Is that it?
Well, let me think.
Yeah, yeah, I think that was the name.
You hear that?
Dirty double-crossing rat.
Ted, put a call through to Chicago,
station the station, and ask for Duffy.
I want to talk to Spike, not one of his boys.
OK.
Long distance.
Operator, get me Chicago.
I want Calumet 7-
Shut that door.
OK.
Can I please go now?
I've told you all I know.
Just a few minutes, baby.
Don't you want that grand?
Well, don't bother about it.
My friends will be awfully worried about me,
and I don't need the money.
Well, you're going to tell them you've been.
Well, I'll think of something.
I'll do the thinking, sister.
It won't be healthy for you to tell them you were here.
Bill, Spike Duffy's on the line.
Oh, yeah, let me have it.
Oh, hello, Spike?
Yeah, Bill Huston.
How goes it?
My bed?
Good.
There, here you go, one of my boys, a young fellow, Jim Minter.
Oh, well, maybe he hasn't had time to get there.
You expect him, ain't you?
No?
I never heard of him.
Huh.
Oh, nothing.
I just wanted to get in touch with him.
He's a nice kid.
Well, give me a buzz the next time you're out this way.
Yeah.
So long.
Well, know any more funny stories, sister?
There's no more funny stories.
I know he ain't there.
Spike Duffy doesn't even know him.
Your brother's right here in New York,
and you're going to tell us just where.
What are we stalling for?
Come on, let's make a talk.
Well.
Hello, kids.
Either you talk or I'll beat you now.
Talk or I'll...
Oh, stop.
You're twisting my arm.
Stop.
Easy, easy.
Clean it.
Just as we was getting somewhere.
Here, let's pour some of this water on it.
Yeah, come around.
Your eyes are opening.
When?
Oh, please.
Please let me alone.
I don't know anything, honest.
Please let me go.
Now listen, kid.
We don't want to have to do anything serious, do we?
But you know something, and we're going
to find out just what it is.
I don't know anything.
Now, you're better off cooperating.
But if you don't, let me work on it some more, Bill.
Hold it.
Now, tell me when to do your stuff, Ted.
Look, I can make a talk.
Just give me five minutes.
Not yet.
We've got plenty of time for that.
I guess we've got to give this little dame a little time
to think.
What about that storeroom, Ted?
Here, baby.
You better put on this top coat.
It's kind of cold in there.
That might take you all night to think.
You can talk it over with a rat.
Please, Mr. Dean.
Please let me go.
Let me go.
Do you hear?
Let me go.
Let's get a little jager jager here.
Yeah.
Here's a clean handkerchief.
Now, don't hurt the kid.
We don't want no trouble over this.
Of course.
She's like a mule.
Jake, you tie her up.
Ted, you stay up here in my office and watch her.
I'm going down to buzz around a while.
You are in that storeroom.
Make that kid open up.
It seems like a shame to mess up that pretty face.
Yeah, you always did go for a pretty face, Bill.
We'll just see that you don't get fooled by this one.
Are you telling me what to do?
I was just protecting my interests, Bill.
Just protecting my interests.
Well, supposing you let me do the thinking around here
as usual.
Sure, Bill.
Sure.
Just don't forget who's boss.
Or.
Or what?
Boss.
Somebody not get hurt.
Bad.
OK.
OK.
Now that we understand each other, stay up here till I call you.
You got a big baby talking.
Now, Jake, what'd you tell her?
I'd tell her if she didn't tell us where Jim Minner is,
we'd make a date for her.
The city morgue.
Cute kid.
Hope we don't have to.
Anyway, Jack has started the ball rolling.
We'll see what happens in the next coming episode
with the story of this and the part.
Margie's in a dangerous spot.
Houston's gang is tough, and they'll stop at nothing
to get the information they want.
Will they force Margie to talk, or will Ray Hunt and Jack
Arnold be able to find her before she comes to serious
harm?
We'll see in the next thrilling episode in the story
of Merc and Marge.
This is Andre Marouche speaking.
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