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Tonight, the Merry Widower, starring Reginald Gardner.
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Who tonight from Hollywood brings you as star...
Mr. Reginald Gardner.
And a suspense play in grim three-quarter time.
And so, with the Merry Widower, and with the performance of Mr. Gardner...
We again hope to keep you in...
Suspense!
Suspense!
While we're swaying to the playing of the dance...
George! Oh, George!
Eyes will glisten as we...
George Muncy, if you don't listen to me...
My good woman, pray, what is the meaning of this intrusion?
What?
Oh, hello, Ethel.
I say, who do you think you're calling my good woman?
Well, for a moment I didn't know who it was, Ethel.
You didn't know who it was? Well, who did you think it was, the servant?
Please, Ethel.
Not that it wouldn't be nice if we did have a servant.
We shall, my dear. We shall.
Of course, that's what you say. That's what you always say about everything.
Sometimes I wonder why I ever married you, George Muncy. It hasn't changed my life much.
When I met you, I was waiting on people all day long in Hoffman's restaurant...
And now all day long I wait on you.
You don't think, by any chance do you, that I'm unworthy to be waited on?
That would be amusing.
Oh, George, it isn't that. I'm no snob and you know it.
And I'm not afraid of a little hard work either.
But you're always making such great plans and such big promises.
Yes, well, I have big plans.
Someday you'll realize, my dear, that you've married a rather remarkable man.
Well, remarkable man. If you don't hurry up and get down to work, you'll be fired.
I'm not going to work this morning.
You're what?
I said I'm not going to work this morning.
George Muncy, are you crazy?
What? What did you say?
What's come over you lately, anyway?
Ah, then you've noticed something.
I should say I have. Wearing wing collars in the daytime all of a sudden...
And buying yourself a fancy hat and a cane.
Really, Ethel, it's quite appropriate that I should wear a Hamburg hat and carry a walking stick.
After all, I...
Appropriate, is it? Well, I haven't had a new hat since I can remember...
And you know how we have to scrape along here and now you're not going to work.
But where are you going?
I'm going up to London.
London.
Yes, there are certain very important affairs that I must take care of in London, my dear.
Just what are these very important affairs, Your Royal Highness?
Hmm. Why did you call me that?
Because you act so high and mighty sometimes.
Oh, George, why can't you be a little more practical?
My dear, has it ever occurred to you that I might be different from other men?
Oh, George, you are. I know you are.
In most ways, you're the most wonderful husband a girl could ever have. But really...
Yes, perhaps it's time. Yeah, I think it is.
Time that I took you into my confidence.
Well, perhaps it's time I took you into mine.
There's just ten shilling sixpence in the house to buy groceries for the rest of the month.
Please, Ethel, don't be sordid.
Sordid? Well, if you think three meals a day is so sordid all of a sudden...
Shut up!
George!
You're not fit to share my confidence.
You're not fit to share my confidence or my station.
George! George! George! George!
Encore! Encore!
I go off to Maxime's Where fun and frolicking beams
With all the girls I chaffer
I laugh and kiss and flatter
I've seen it now for the twelfth time within as many weeks.
And again, as on each previous occasion, I'm all but overcome by the one astounding, incredible, and yet quite simple fact.
The story being played upon the stage is my story.
And the hero of that story, the dashing Prince Danilo of Masovia, is myself.
The time is not yet ripe for me to return and take my rightful station in my country.
All this must for a little longer yet remain my secret.
Ethel has no suspicion yet, that's obvious, but there is one who knows, and I'm sure of it.
Although she's far too tactful to say so, my lady of the veil.
And she'll be waiting for me again tonight, that I'm sure of too, in the lobby of the theatre after the performance.
Ah, fair lady!
It's you again! My, this is a coincidence.
No, no, I'd set my heart on meeting you again.
May I walk a little way with you, fair lady?
If you like.
Shall we go through the park?
If you like.
There we meet again. You must be almost as fond of the play as I am.
Fond of it? Well, that's hardly the word for it now, is it?
But I suppose you have some special reason.
Ah, then you do suspect me.
Oh, now, one doesn't have to be a mind reader for that.
Every young man in town is halfway in love with a merry widow as it is.
Not every young man, fair lady.
Remember, the prince himself does not return her love until the very last.
Well, that's so.
That's as it must be, fair lady.
If you don't stop calling me fair lady, I shall have to start calling you Prince Charming.
Shall we sit here?
Ah, you know something.
What?
You've never told me your name.
Haven't I?
No. What is your name?
Why, as a matter of fact, it's Prince.
Prince? What's your first name?
My first name?
Yes.
Daniel.
Daniel Prince. Well, that's rather like the name in the play.
Daniel Prince, Prince Danilo. It is rather like, isn't it?
Yes, it is.
Well, don't you want to know my name?
Oh, I know it. It's Sonia.
No, it's Hilda.
Hilda Calamir.
Oh.
Well, I must say you're not very curious.
Don't you want to know anything more about me?
Whether I'm married or...
Why, you're a widow.
Why, so I am.
However, did you know?
Lift your veil, fair lady, and let me see your face.
Well, since my bereavement, I may seem a little older than you.
Even a few years older.
It's not one's age that matters, but who one is.
Oh, that is so true.
Daniel, are you married?
Married? No.
Well, I don't see why you act so skittish about it.
But I suppose you like all the rest. You've a guilty conscience.
No, I have not.
Some liaison with a pretty barmaid, like the Prince in the play.
That's it, isn't it, Mr. Prince?
Yes, there is a little liaison, yes.
And now you're tired of her, and you're wondering how to break it off.
Is that it? Yes.
My poor Prince Charming.
Miss Callamere, if you could help me, I...
No, no, Daniel.
That's something you must do for yourself.
But I can tell you this.
It's best to be strong about it.
Break it straight off, open and above board.
Like a true gentleman.
Isn't it now? Yes, yes, of course.
And things like that are always so unsatisfactory
for a young man of your station in life, aren't they?
My station? Yes.
Well, what's that?
Why, twelve o'clock, I expect.
I'll have to hurry.
Daniel, wait. Where are you going?
Home.
George? Is that you, George?
Yes, my dear.
I must have fallen asleep waiting for you.
What time is it? A little after one, I think.
After one? Where in the world have you been all this time?
I told you this morning that I had certain very important matters to attend to in London.
And what are these important matters, may I ask,
that keep you out until one o'clock in the morning?
Ethel, tell me, do you believe in Morganatic marriages?
In what? Morganatic marriages.
What is that?
When a person of royal blood marries someone beneath his station.
I never thought about it.
I don't see what's wrong with it if they're both in love.
Why in the world do you ask me a question like that?
I just wanted to know what you thought.
You are an odd one. I still don't see...
Please, Ethel, I'm very tired. I think we should get to bed.
All right. I don't want to quarrel with you tonight of all nights.
George?
Yes?
I did an awfully foolish thing today.
What?
I spent all our money, or most of it.
Here, look what I got.
What's that?
A little box. It's for cigarettes or hairpins or whatever you like.
It plays that tune you like so much. See?
Well, that was very thoughtful of you, Ethel.
It's really quite appropriate.
Yeah, now, I didn't get it for you.
Look, look, what else I got.
What are those?
You can see what they are. A sand bucket and a sailboat.
Why did you get them?
I know it's silly and all, but...
George, if we were to have a baby...
A baby?
Yes, mind you, I didn't say we will.
It's impossible.
It's not impossible, I...
I tell you it is.
It's not the way the thing should happen at all.
The way what should happen?
It's all wrong. It's not fitting to my station.
It can't happen.
Oh, it can't?
Well, if I want to have a baby, it's little enough I get out of life...
Ethel!
George, I thought you'd be happy if you thought that...
Of course, my dear, of course.
Yes, the idea just came as something of a surprise, that's all.
The thing you mean...
Well, let's talk about it in the morning, my dear.
I think now I shall take a bath.
A bath at this time of night?
Good for the nerves, you know. Relaxing.
Well, do hurry then.
Chant for long.
George!
I can't hear you.
Oh, it's no great matter.
What is it? Why don't you come in here and talk to me?
Well, all right.
George, don't you think a baby would like this music box?
It is rather sweet.
Oh, I thought you were going to take a bath.
I've changed my mind.
George, what are you doing?
Look out! I'm falling!
The thing kept playing as she lay there in the water.
I looked at her very closely.
Wasn't necessary now to do anything more.
There was a deep bruise on her forehead just above the temple.
She was no longer breathing.
I got my hat and my walking stick.
I left the house.
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Based on Roy Vicker's short story, The Rubber Trumpet.
Reginald Gardner is the star of tonight's study in...
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And now it is with pleasure that we bring back to our sound stage
Mr. Reginald Gardner in The Merry Widower.
A tale well calculated to keep you in suspense.
Shall I tell you more?
Yes, I believe I shall.
You've been very attentive and it pleases us to have you share our confidence.
Very well then, at the performance that evening,
I was the widow and I sealed up the photos.
Miss Callamere!
Why, it's my Prince Charming.
Miss Callamere, may we have our walk again, please?
Why, of course.
Really, I hardly expected to see you at all this evening.
You know, you were rather a naughty boy to leave me so suddenly last night
with no word or anything.
Yes, I suppose I was, but...
You were going home, you said?
Yes, to my lodgings.
Oh, of course. Tell me, did you enjoy the performance tonight?
I didn't see it. I don't want ever to see it or hear it again.
Oh, Daniel, do you have something to tell me?
Yes.
Is it about your... about her?
Yes.
Did you do as I told you?
Yes, it's finished.
My poor dear boy.
And that's why you don't want to hear the music any more,
because it reminds you of things you'd rather forget.
Yes.
That was very good of you, Daniel, and very brave.
I hope it wasn't necessary to hurt her too much.
No, it didn't hurt her very much.
And what are your plans now?
I've come to you, Miss Callamere. I've come to you.
Daniel, you mean...
You're the only person in the world who understands me, Miss Callamere.
Oh, my Prince Charming.
It's like a dream, like the play that brought us together.
We are the play now.
Until death do us part.
Yes, until death do us part.
It has come off precisely as it should have.
I've married the lovely widow, and we shall live happily ever after.
She has a fine home and her own income,
and it's very fine and she's very good to me, and very tactful too.
She never refers to my true identity or to the imposter
who continues nightly to play out my life upon the stage.
At her suggestion, I've taken a position in a London chemist shop
for my self-respect, she says,
but of course she means the better to disguise my true name
and station until the time comes.
Now, each morning she walks down with me, as I go to work.
Now, Daniel, be sure and start with the hatters on your way home
and pick up your new hamburg. I bought it especially for you.
Yes, my dear.
I'm sure it'll be very becoming.
And now let me see.
Oh, yes, this is the day you are paid, isn't it?
Yes, so it is.
You know, I've been thinking you should have your own bank account.
What would you say to that?
Whatever you think best, my dear.
Very well. But bring the money home as usual,
and I'll arrange it all for you tomorrow.
Yes, my dear.
Well, here we are.
Mind you, come right home after work, and don't be late.
We're having something very special for dinner this evening.
I shall, my dear. Goodbye.
Goodbye, Daniel.
Oh, so there you are.
Good morning, Mr. Harrismith.
You're late again, Prince.
I'm sorry, Mr. Harrismith.
Well, being sorry isn't enough.
This is the second time this summer. See if it don't happen again.
Yes, Mr. Harrismith.
Now, now, now, get them fancy togs orphaned into your work coat
with you and buy them at counter.
Yes, sir.
Here's something new I want you to pay attention to,
and I'll tell you why.
You see?
Stop it. Stop it. Stop it, I say.
What?
I'm sorry, sir.
But you see, I'm quite allergic to music.
Oh, you are, are you?
Well, mind you don't talk to me in that tone of voice,
or you'll be able to find that I'm allergic to keeping you on air.
You understand?
Yes, sir.
And here's your pay.
The sixpence dock for that glass you broke Saturday.
Thank you, sir.
And mind you give some attention to trying to sell that music, Bob.
Allergic or not allergic.
Yes, sir.
Oh, hello, Prince.
It was all a rowdy old man.
Oh, nothing at all.
Just a minor difference of opinion and a matter of policy, that's all.
A matter of policy.
Oh, here, what's this thing?
Oh, don't touch it.
What's wrong?
Has it got a snake in it or what?
It's a very delicate piece of mechanism.
Well, let's see.
Oh, I say.
Give it to me.
Well, you are edgy.
Why, you look as though you'd seen a ghost.
A ghost?
At the lunch hour, I took the wretched thing out to the back of the store.
I smashed it to bits and threw it into the rubbish bin.
It had been priced at seven and six.
And I rang it up on the cash register.
I say, Prince.
Yes, sir?
Where's that music box?
I sold it, sir.
You did, eh?
Well, that's jolly good.
Nice to have you show a bit of initiative for a change.
Thank you, sir.
Here, here you are.
Here's another one.
What?
Salesman talked me into buying three dozen of them.
Thought for a while I'd be stuck with them, but I guess that's going to be you that's stuck with them, eh, Prince?
That's it.
Now it's you that's stuck with them.
Three dozen.
Yes, sir.
I'll get rid of them, I'm sure.
Well, come on, Prince.
Let's go have a spot of lunch together.
No, no, I'm going home to lunch today.
I must get something very important.
Well, good night, Birdie.
Good night, Prince.
Good night, Mr. Aversmith.
Good night.
Oh, Prince.
Yes, sir?
How did you do all those musical cigarette boxes, hm?
They're all sold, sir.
What?
All three dozen?
Yes, sir.
You see, a gentleman came in and said he wanted them for an orphanage, sir.
Three dozen musical...
Well, that's a nice traveling bag you have there.
Genuine alligator.
Pretty expensive, eh?
Yes, sir, it is.
It's my wife's.
Three dozen musical cigarette boxes for an orphanage.
The fellow must have been insane.
No, he was quite sane, sir.
As sane as you or me.
Well, good night, Prince.
Good night, sir.
Can you spare a poor man a copper, Governor?
Yes, here.
Here's a shilling.
Oh, go bless you, Governor.
But there's something you must do.
I want to give you something else.
Oh, what?
Here, take this suitcase.
It's yours.
You can do anything you like with it.
Yeah.
What's that game, Governor?
There's no game.
I'm just tired of it, that's all.
It's a good bag.
You can probably pawn it for a nice price.
What's in it?
Do you want it or don't you?
Well, I'll take it.
But I hope you don't have your wife at that, and it is something...
Then take it and shut up.
Is that you, Bagel?
Yes, my dear.
Well, it's about time.
I've been looking for my alligator bag.
Oh, yes, I was about to tell you, my dear.
I borrowed it.
Borrowed it?
What for?
Where is it?
It was stolen.
Stolen?
Well, how?
You see, I was riding on the underground and some chap grabbed it and dashed out of the
door with it before I could stop him.
My beautiful bag!
Oh, Daniel, how could you have been so careless?
Well, it can't be helped now, my dear.
I'll save up and buy you another one.
Stolen.
Well, at least we can phone the police.
Police?
Well, why not?
That's what one usually does about stolen belongings, isn't it?
It's not the slightest use, my dear.
Well, there's no harm in it.
Oh, I'll answer it, Daniel.
Yes?
Why, yes, my husband and I were just...
Yes.
Yes, that would be if...
Oh.
Well, that is odd.
Well, yes, come right up.
Yes, we'll both be here.
That was the police, Daniel.
They found my bag.
No, no, they couldn't have.
They saw a beggar carrying it.
They thought it looked odd, such a nice bag, and they found my name on it inside.
Oh.
Daniel, it was full of music boxes.
Thirty-six of them.
All right, then.
They were down at the store.
They got on my nerves.
And, Daniel, they all played the same piece of music,
the tune from our play that you used to like so much.
That's right.
And you haven't ever wanted to hear a game since...
Hilda.
Well, Daniel.
I'm...I'm very tired, Hilda.
I...I'm going to take a bath.
Daniel, I want to talk to you.
Very well.
You may talk to me while I run my bath.
Daniel, something's happened.
You're different.
I'm no different.
Well, why do you hate that piece of music so much?
Enough to do such a crazy thing.
Oh, well, what?
It's because of...it's because of her, isn't it?
Yes.
No.
What did you do that night?
You killed her.
Oh, who are you?
I am His Royal Highness Prince Danilo of Marsovia.
Daniel!
What I have done, I have done in the interest of my royal house and of my kingdom.
And what I am about to do...
Oh, that is the police.
I'll go send them away.
Daniel, open that door.
Let me out!
Daniel!
What do you want?
I'm Inspector Davies, Scotland Yard.
That's him?
Oh, George.
Careful.
Oh, George, why did you leave me?
I'd fallen in the bathroom and cracked my head, and when I woke up you were gone.
You'd just fallen?
We've been trying to find you for this lady for quite a while, Mr Muncy.
All we had to go on was your taste in music.
Oh, George.
And when this bag showed up with the music boxes in it...
By the way, is this your other wife's bag?
Oh, George, there was someone else.
Ah, so you don't want to answer, eh?
Well, you'd better call the other lady down here, Mr Muncy.
It looks as though you'd have to answer to a charge of bickering, my lad.
Biggamy.
Biggamy.
Biggamy!
Biggamy!
I have been returned at last to my rightful place
and have taken up residence at my castle in Arsovia.
There are heavy bars upon the window for the protection of my royal person,
and I am most courteously treated by all my court attendants.
Even now I hear the approach of my prime minister,
whose quaint conceit it is to call himself my doctor.
He has been on a personal errand at my request.
Did you get it? Did you bring us what we asked?
Yes. I managed to find one. Here it is.
Ah, yes, yes. That is it.
We thank you.
Doubtless it seems a trivial thing, a mere trinket,
but it reminds us of so many things that we cannot quite remember,
like some dream of another life.
And it will serve to take our mind from cares of state,
which is most necessary,
since we know that now we shall be here all the rest of our life.
And so closes The Merry Widower, starring Mr. Reginald Gardner,
tonight's study in Suspense.
Suspense is produced and directed by William Spear.
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Next Thursday, same time, you will hear Miss Lucille Ball as star of Suspense.
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