The Mask of Medusa
WM. ESTY AND CO. INC. (3RD REVISION)
1537 No. Vine Street
Hollywood, California
"MYSTERY IN THE AIR"
Starring
PETER LORRE
For
CAMEL CIGARETTES
NBC - Studio A Program Number 10
6:00 - 6:30 PM PST Thursday, September 4, 1947
Produced by Don Bernard Directed by Cal Kuhl
Original story, "The Mask of Medusa", written by Nelson Bond
Adapted by Tom McKnight
CAST
PETER LORRE
The Voice ......................Henry Morgan
Ilse........................... Peggy Webber
Magda ..........................Lucille Meredith
Greta ..........................Lucille Meredith
Karl ...........................Russell Thorson
Miss Akins .....................Phyllis Morris
1st Girl .......................Phyllis Morris
2nd Girl .......................Peggy Webber
Father .........................Ben Wright
Paul ...........................Russell Thorson
Aristide .......................Stan Waxman
Michael Roy
Bob Andersen
Ed Chandler
Bill Stulla
Paul Baron
SOUND EFFECTS
Door
Siren
Little shop bell
Draw shades
Click of cabinet latch
Crowd
Town clock strikes
Crackle of flames
Smash door
Thump of Gorgon head
Running feet
ENGINEERING
Filter mike
Echo is needed
Isolation booth
MUSIC: SHIMMER OF "MYSTERY THEME"..ENGINEER: FADE IN: BUILD. THEN FADE TO
BACKGROUND
MORGAN: "Mystery in the Air" starring Peter Lorre...Presented by Camel
Cigarettes.
MUSIC: "MYSTERY IN THE AIR" THEME
CROWD: (MURMUR)
ARISTIDE: Now, ladies and gentlemen, if you will inspect the forty-seven wax
images you see before you, I think you will admit they are more life-like,
more startlingly real, than any you have ever seen before!
CROWD: (MURMUR OF ASSENT)
ARISTIDE: But the greatest interest lies in the fact that each one of these
figures is a fiendish, sadistic murderer!!!!
CROWD: (AWED REACTION)
ARISTIDE: (FADING) But come -- I begin at the end of the line, and describe
their horrible crimes in detail.
CROWD: (MURMUR FADING...CONTINUES UNDER FOLLOWING...)
LORRE: (SOTTO) Oh -- there he goes -- once more telling people all the bad
things we did. Oh but it's terrible -- being nothing but figures in a wax
museum -- with people staring at us all day long, and not one of them - not
one ever suspects that we are still alive!!
MUSIC: "MYSTERY THEME" - SWELLS BIG...THEN TO B.G.
FIRST COMMERCIAL:
MORGAN: Each week at this time, Camel cigarettes bring you Peter Lorre in the
excitement of the great stories of the strange and unusual - of dark and
compelling masterpieces culled from the four corners of world literature.
MUSIC: OUT
MORGAN: Tonight -- "The Mask of Medusa," by Nelson Bond.
MUSIC: GONG ... THEN SNEAK IN CURTAIN
ROY: "Mystery in the Air" ... starring Peter Lorre, brought to you by Camel
Cigarettes!
MUSIC: CURTAIN UP TO FINISH
(APPLAUSE)
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MUSIC: "MYSTERY IN THE AIR" THEME TO SHIMMER..THEN UNDER AND OUT
CROWD: LOW, CONVERSATION OF PEOPLE INSPECTING WAX WORKS EXHIBIT
KARL: (APPROACHING) So, Greta -- how do you like this little fellow, eh?
GRETA: Oh, he is nice, Karl. I don't believe he ever did anything wrong.
KARL: (LAUGHS) You women -- always the same. You heard the lecturer say that
everyone of these figures is the likeness of a real murderer. Maybe this
little angel poisoned his wife, hey? (LAUGHS)
GRETA: I don't believe it. He is too innocent looking.....
KARL: They always are.
GRETA: Except his eyes...they go right thru me.
KARL: Come out of here ... before it really gets you.
LORRE: (SOTTO) Idiots! Morons! Can't they see I am still--? But no, I suppose
not. I'd like to be alive again, I'd --- "Alive" again? I'm alive right now -
but I'd be better off dead. I can hear - I can see - I can feel - and I can
think. But I cannot move - I cannot move at all - (GRUNTING WITH EFFORT) - no
matter how I try.
CROWD: MURMUR APPROACHING
ARISTIDE: And now ladies and gentlemen, if you will regard these recent
specimens -- and if I may say so myself, they're masterpieces.
MISS AKINS: (SHRIEKS)
ARISTIDE: What's the matter, madam?
MISS AKINS: (VERY ENGLISH) That strange looking little one! I was watching him
and he moved his eyes!
ARISTIDE: Thank you, madam - that's a true compliment to my artistry. But I
assure you the gentleman did not move his eyes -- that would be utterly
impossible. He is made of wax and other substances known only to myself.
MISS AKINS: Rubbish. I am English, my man, and you can't bamboozle me.
ARISTIDE: (SMOOTHLY) I'm sorry if the realism of my exhibits has played tricks
with your imagination --
MISS AKINS: Imagination, fiddlesticks. I tell you I saw --
ARISTIDE: (INTERRUPTING) If you doubt that my exhibit is exactly as
represented, madame, may I return your price of admission? Here you are.
MISS AKINS: (MOLLIFIED) Oh, thank you so much.
ARISTIDE: (INSINUATING) Now perhaps, if I might suggest a little fresh air --?
MISS AKINS: I do feel a bit faint -- all these ghastly crimes, you know -
(FADING) - I believe I'll go and have a cup of tea.
ARISTIDE; To resume, ladies and gentlemen, if you will step over this way -
this way - you will see exhibit number three - the infamous Hatchet Woman of
Hamburg -- in life she was Frau Helser. (FADING) Over a period of five short
years she -- shall we say -- liquidated more than seventeen of her close
friends and neighbors, in the most gruesome manner -- (CONTINUE SPEECH AD LIB
IN B.G.)
CROWD: MURMURS..UP AND MOVE OFF
LORRE: (IMITATING HIM) This way - this way - just listen to him - day in, day
out we stand here while he talks and talks about us. Oh, he is so boring
....All he talks about are those silly, incidental murders we committed. Why
doesn't he talk about how we did them. Why, here in this room are some of the
greatest artists in their lines the world has ever known. For example - just
look at the ones on each side of me. On my left - that's Paul ... Oh he was
the most skillful man with [a] scalpel in Prague. Oh he was wonderful. - Even
today they haven't found all the pieces of the bodies he carved up. And on my
right is the beautiful Magda, who always killed with a German Luger. She used
but one bullet to a husband, and she did away with five of them. It is an
honor to stand between such exquisite artists. And as for me ... (SIGHS) I can
hardly believe it was only three days ago that I walked in here of my own free
will. My own free will...
MUSIC: IN AND DOWN UNDER
SOUND: DOOR OPENS...LITTLE SHOP BELL TINKLES, DOOR CLOSES
ARISTIDE: Good evening, sir.
LORRE: (NERVOUS) Oh...er...good evening.
ARISTIDE: You wish to see my wax figures?
LORRE: Wax figures?
ARISTIDE: Yes...all around you.
LORRE: Oh...oh yes, of course. (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) You mean to say all these
people are wax?
ARISTIDE: But certainly.
LORRE: You know for a moment I thought they were alive.
ARISTIDE: A very natural mistake.
SOUND: SIREN...FAR OFF INCREASES DURING NEXT TWO SPEECHES
ARISTIDE: By the way...is anything the matter? You seem nervous. What's the
matter with you?
LORRE: I'm not nervous.
SOUND: SIREN REACHES PEAK...LOUD THEN STARTS TO FADE
LORRE: That's an ugly sound. (RELIEVED) Oh it's late..I'm sure you want to
close up. I'll go away now, and perhaps some other time...
ARISTIDE: It is never too late to show my masterpieces. But first I'll lock
the door and draw the shades...
SOUND: DOOR BOLTS...SHADES PULLED...SIREN IS BY NOW OUT
ARISTIDE: There...you don't have to be afraid of being seen...
LORRE: (STARTLED) Afraid? Why should I be afraid?
ARISTIDE: I don't know. Why should anyone be afraid?
LORRE: Well, I am in no hurry. I suppose since I am here, I might...
ARISTIDE: Look over my collection?
LORRE: Why not?
ARISTIDE: Good. Permit me to introduce myself. I am Aristide Zweig, owner of
this exhibit, artist, and connoisseur of crime.
LORRE: (LAUGHS. HE IS A LITTLE MORE SURE OF HIMSELF) Artist and connoisseur of
crime? That's an odd combination.
ARISTIDE: Not at all...as you shall see. Suppose we begin here -- do you by
any chance recognize this one?
LORRE: No. But he is very ugly.
ARISTIDE: Roger Saunders. Englishman. A Poisoner -- not very imaginative. Next
to him, here, is Nicholas Rodriguez he killed with the knife ---
LORRE: Wait a minute --
ARISTIDE: What's the matter?
LORRE: These people -- they all have a strange look.
ARISTIDE: Strange? How?
LORRE: As if -- as if they had just seen something horrible and then their
faces froze ---
ARISTIDE: (LAUGHS SOFTLY) Perhaps they did see something - something that made
them realize the horror of their crimes.
LORRE: Crimes? Are these all criminals?
ARISTIDE: Every one. All forty-six of them - murderers!!!
LORRE: (HE IS BEGINNING TO THINK ARISTIDE IS A LITTLE OFF) You must be very
interested in murder, to get up a collection like this.
ARISTIDE: Oh, but I am. It is my mission.
LORRE: Mission? What are you talking about?
ARISTIDE: Murder! Murder ... that most horrible of crimes. I hate it...I
loathe and despise its perpetrators!! It is my mission to show the world these
fiends in human form...to display them in all their brutal bestiality..that
men may view them, tremble, and take heed!
LORRE: (HUMORING HIM) Oh, I see... I see. And where do you get your..er..
specimens? From the morgue?
ARISTIDE: Not from the morgue. I get them here, there, wherever I can find
them. Usually I have to go out and look for them...as a matter of fact there
is one now I would like to have very much...for my forty-seventh specimen.
LORRE: Oh?
ARISTIDE: Yes...he murdered a defenseless old woman, quite near here...not
half an hour ago it was. I heard it over my radio. He brutally murdered her,
and took her life's savings....
LORRE: (TENSE AGAIN) Did..did they catch him?
ARISTIDE: Not yet, but they will. They are watching all the roads. And besides
that, the old woman's money was in old bills, so old it is now out of
circulation. When he tries to pass it, they will know. And if they don't catch
him, I will!!!
LORRE: You will?
ARISTIDE: Yes...murder must be avenged and exposed..by one means or another!
But forgive me for going on like this.. sometimes I get carried away. Let's
get back to this next figure. A most interesting case. This man, Hans
Schneider, who murdered by air embolism....
LORRE: Schneider? Did you say Hans Schneider?
ARISTIDE: Yes.
LORRE: I knew him...but he disappeared - he was never captured... never even
suspected...
ARISTIDE: None of them were.
LORRE: Then...then how did you get them here?
ARISTIDE: I told you, I am an artist. I have my own methods of reproducing
their likenesses.
LORRE: (HORRIFIED) Wait..is that a model of Schneider, or is that Schneider
himself?
ARISTIDE: (HAPPILY) How in the world did you happen to guess? You're quite
correct, it is Schneider!
LORRE: But this is monstrous.
ARISTIDE: Not at all...you just do not understand.
LORRE: I understand, you - you dirty hypocrite! You hate murder and yet you've
killed everyone in this room!
ARISTIDE: No, I didn't kill them.
LORRE: How did you do it? Poison? A knife? Or did you dip them into the tallow
vat alive?
ARISTIDE: None of those things. They're not dead.
LORRE: What? What did you say?
ARISTIDE: They are not dead. They are simply in a state of permanent suspended
animation.
LORRE: Are you mad? Are you insane?
ARISTIDE: It's true. I just let them look, and that's what happened.
LORRE: Let them look at what?
ARISTIDE: Did you ever hear of the Gorgon's head? The head of Medusa?
LORRE: Of course. I went to school. I studied Greek mythology. Medusa was once
a beautiful woman, but she offended Athena, who changed her hair into snakes
and made her face so hideous...so horrible - that all who looked on her were
turned to stone. Later Perseus cut off her head.
ARISTIDE: You are right and the severed head could still turn men to stone.
LORRE: (LAUGHS) I know..but that was a long time ago.
ARISTIDE: Would you care to look upon it?
LORRE: What are you talking about?
ARISTIDE: Oh, it's here. The Mask of Medusa was found -- long ago, in a wild
lost grotto in Greece. Where and how does not matter -- but it has been the
means of fulfilling my sacred mission, the destruction -- the cleansing of the
world -- of those who slay their fellow men.
LORRE: Now I know you are mad!
ARISTIDE: (LAUGHS) Perhaps I am the only sane one in a world gone mad.
LORRE: (HUMORING HIM) Oh sure, sure, tell me sir, this mask - what does it
look like?
ARISTIDE: Oh, I have never seen it myself. The native who gave it to me warned
me - I do not dare look.
LORRE: (LAUGHS) I don't blame you. Now suppose we talk a little business, you
and me, eh?
ARISTIDE: What do you want?
LORRE: Your help -- to get me out of Vienna.
ARISTIDE: How can I help you?
LORRE: Oh, it's simple. Nobody suspects you - that is, nobody but me. You put
me in a crate like one of these forty-six models you're so proud of, and send
it off in a truck. Simple, eh?
ARISTIDE: But why - why should I do this?
LORRE: (MENACE) Why? Because you fear the police as much as I do.
ARISTIDE: You fear the police? You -- are a murderer?
LORRE: I didn't say that!
ARISTIDE: (SOFTLY) You are a murderer.
LORRE: No more than you are.
ARISTIDE: But I didn't kill them. I told you --
LORRE: Yes, yes, it is a fine story. But who is going to believe it. The
police? Oh no, sir -- oh no. If the police come here -- and I will make sure
they do come here --
ARISTIDE: (INTERRUPTING) It would take money.
LORRE: Here is money -- all the money you need.
ARISTIDE: (EXCITED) I thought so. That money -- those old bills!! It was you!
You are the one who murdered the old woman -- and took her savings. I thought
so, all along!!
LORRE: That stupid woman -- if she hadn't resisted me -- she...
ARISTIDE: (FEVERISHLY) Wait -- I have something in this cabinet I want to show
you --
SOUND: CLICK OF CABINET LATCH
LORRE: No tricks, you hear me - or the police -- hey, what's in that sack?!!
ARISTIDE: I didn't want to do this -- I never want to do it -- but it must be
done!
MUSIC: EFFECT IN
LORRE: Don't want to do what? Stop, you --!!!
ARISTIDE: Look murderer, upon the crimson Mask of Medusa!!! Yes, look -- look
upon the Mask of Medusa.
LORRE: You're insane! You're - No, no, put it away - my legs, my hands - I
can't stand it -- I can't -- (SCREAMS)
ARISTIDE: Ah...Now I have number forty-seven.
MUSIC: UP TO CURTAIN
(APPLAUSE)
MORGAN: In a few moments, Mr. Peter Lorre will bring us the climax of
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Medusa".
MUSIC: GONG
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MUSIC: "MYSTERY" THEME TO SHIMMER - THEN UNDER AND OUT
MORGAN: Now a new crowd is viewing the attractions of Aristide Zweig wax
museum...the lifelike, living but not breathing, images of the forty-seven
murderers.
CROWD: (AS IN FIRST SCENE)
1ST GIRL: Come Hilda...let's go out side...I don't like this place.
2ND GIRL: Wait, here's one we didn't see.
1ST GIRL: I don't know how you can stand there looking at them.... the
murderers!! And their faces...ugh!
2ND GIRL: This little one isn't so bad, if he was alive I could...
1ST GIRL: (SHIVERS) He is horrible! Come on...
2ND GIRL: (FADING) Oh all right.
LORRE: (SOTTO) I could crush her skull. Stupid idiots. No - it is not pleasant
to be stared at day after day, by people who know nothing of life or death as
we know it. The living death...that's what it is, and he -- he is responsible.
If we could only somehow - somehow get back to normal.. even for a little
bit....Oh, what we could do, all of us. What we could do.
MUSIC: IN AND UP FOR TRANSITION
SOUND: TOWN CLOCK BOOMS 12...OFF CONTINUES UNDER SCENE
LORRE: (OVER CLOCK) Midnight. How still it is. But..but something odd is
happening. A little while ago, my mind was blank - I was not thinking about
anything, but suddenly a thought came into my head...yes suddenly out of
nowhere.
MAGDA: (SOFTLY) Yes...we can project our thoughts, if we try.
LORRE: Who...who is what?
MAGDA: Magda. Standing next to you... Think, think hard! If we all think
together, perhaps we can make somebody help us.
LORRE: Yes, yes of course. Wonderful. Magda - she's wonderful. Forty-seven
minds trained in crime, all concentrating at once on somebody who comes in
here to look. If we try, if we try hard enough, we could make him do anything.
Maybe we could even get him to...no, that's too much to expect. But still....
MUSIC: UP FOR TRANSITION
SOUND: VISITORS MURMURING OFF
LORRE: Another day has started, but today, I have a feeling of excitement. All
night long we concentrated and our thoughts were getting stronger and
stronger. I'm convinced Magda has gotten through to everyone. I have a feeling
that something is going to happen, and just a little while ago there came the
thought....
MAGDA: (SOFTLY) Zweig is upstairs in his room. We must watch the door. When
the right one comes, we shall know it at once...be ready!
LORRE: I'm ready....whatever is going to happen, I'm ready....
SOUND: DOOR OPENS. A LITTLE BELL JANGLES..DOOR CLOSES
LORRE: The door is opening.... maybe this is it.
ILSE: (LITTLE OFF) (A NEUROTIC GIRL OF ABOUT SEVENTEEN) But, Father.... I'm
frightened....I do not wish to look....
FATHER: (HEAVY, UNIMAGINATIVE) It won't hurt you, Ilse. Teach you maybe to
get over your stupid fears. You look at these figures..every one of them, you
understand?
ILSE: (VERY LOW) Yes, father.
FATHER: Where is that Lecturer? He should be here. I will find him...(FADING)
...so that he can tell you all about these criminals.
ILSE: (GASPS)
MAGDA: (SOFT) Think..think..hard...
LORRE: (EXCITED) There's no doubt of it...this little Ilse, she's the one.
Yes, she's the one we've been waiting for....she has the kind of mind we need.
Yes. Oh, how exciting...the thoughts are coming in very strong. Keep thinking,
Magda.
MAGDA: (SOFTLY) Matches and fire. Matches and fire. Matches and fire.
LORRE: (OVERLAPPING) We can't be free unless something happens to that
horrible Mask of Medusa over there in that cabinet. If something could happen
to that, the spell might be broken. Magda, what are you thinking?
MAGDA: (SLIGHTLY LOUDER) Matches and fire. Matches and fire. (CONTINUES SAME
THING IN RHYTHM UNDERNEATH FOLLOWING)
LORRE: I've got it. Of course, I've got it....fire! (PICKS UP WITH MAGDA)
Matches and fire. Matches and fire.
ILSE: (OVER THIS) Father, father..where are you? I feel... strange....
OTHERS: (PICK UP THE CHANT, SOFT, OMINOUS) Matches and fire. Matches and fire.
(CONTINUE UNDER TO END OF SCENE)
FATHER: (FADING IN) I beg your pardon, have you seen my daughter? She was here
a minute ago - a thin girl, about sixteen.
MAN'S VOICE: I haven't seen her.
WOMAN: I saw her, just now. Over there by that cabinet, I think it was. She
had a box of matches in her hand, and --
VOICE: (OFF) Fire - fire!!
LORRE & FIGURES: Ahhh!
SOUND: PANDEMONIUM, RUNNING FEET, FADE OUT, DOOR SLAMS, CRACKLE OF FLAMES
LORRE: It's worked! All our trained evil minds concentrating on that one small
mind - oh, we simply overwhelmed it. Poor little Ilse - she will never know
why she started that fire, but it is a big wonderful fire and the cabinet is
burning - it's burning, and what is that? Something is happening - something
is happening - I have just been able to move the little finger on my left
hand! Yes, we can move!
MUSIC: IN FAST AND DOWN
LORRE: We are free...we can move. All of us...we are moving... we, the walking
dead!
CAST: ANGRY MURMUR BUILDS THROUGHOUT FOLLOWING:
MUSIC: UP
LORRE: Everyone is moving swiftly on through the flames - towards the stairs.
Yes, we, a horrible company - oh, how exciting - white faces gleaming in the
flames... Forty-seven, we are - murderers, all of us, surging forward to get
the man we all hate. He is a murderer, too - but worse than us...His victims
stay alive. He condemned all forty-seven of us to a horrible, endless living
death.
MUSIC: CLIMAX AND OUT
CAST: ANGRY MOB AT ZWIEG'S DOOR
LORRE: He's behind that door.
SOUND: KNOB RATTLES
MAGDA: It's locked.
LORRE: Break it down - come on!
SOUND: CRASH - MOB SURGES INTO PROFESSOR'S ROOM
LORRE: We got him!
ARISTIDE: The Medusa - what have you done to it?
LORRE: We've taken care of your Medusa Mask, Aristide, and now we will take
care of you!
ARISTIDE: No - please - don't -- I will help you - you don't know the Mask --
you fools - I'll help you - you haven't got much time --
MAGDA: (SCREAMS) Listen - it's coming - the Mask is coming!
SOUND: THE GORGON HEAD THUMPING LOUDER AND LOUDER
CAST: AWED REACTION
LORRE: It's coming up the stairs after us!
PAUL: Kill him - at least we can kill him before --
LORRE: No - stop - wait - I have a plan.- get away from the door - let me get
there!
ARISTIDE: It is here! Close your eyes!
LORRE: Don't look - don't look at it!
CAST: (SCREAMS OF OTHERS)
MUSIC: PEAK
ARISTIDE: Too late. They looked - and now they're all gone. Everybody has gone
back as they were before -
LORRE: Yes, gone. All gone, but you and I. Wait.
ARISTIDE: What are you going to do?
LORRE: I'll show you what I am going to do!
SOUND: PAUSE - BUMP - ANOTHER BUMP
LORRE: Look, Aristide - look here.
ARISTIDE: What...?
LORRE: You opened your eyes - you saw it! Keep looking, yes, you are looking
on the crimson Mask of Medusa!
ARISTIDE: (SCREAMS) Oh, no - no - no!
LORRE: Look - look! (LAUGHS) Now you can't move your feet - (LAUGHS) or your
hands. Yes, now you are not even able to talk. You have looked upon the Mask
of Medusa. You have looked-- (CHOKES) I - I - I looked at it, too!
(SILENCE)
MUSIC: CRASH OF MUSIC TRANSITION
LORRE: Well - here we are - all of us -- the finest criminal minds in the
world...the elite...the cream of crime. Now we are just wax figures in a side
show. But now there are forty-eight of us! (LAUGHS) Yes - I suppose we should
feel honored to have with us the great Aristide Zweig. This way he looks quite
natural, standing over there between Schneider and Paul. At least he doesn't
bore us with those silly, stupid lectures. No - now he doesn't talk at all.
Someone called Albert is running the exhibit now - poor Albert is an imbecile
- Albert doesn't know there was a Mask of Medusa. Oh, we are much more
intelligent than Albert - he doesn't even know that we are all alive!
MUSIC: TO FINAL CURTAIN
(APPLAUSE)
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MUSIC: "MYSTERY IN THE AIR" THEME ... FADE UNDER TO BACKGROUND
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folk stars...Red Foley, Minnie Pearl, Rod Brasfield ... and the rest of the
Opry gang..and as Red's special guest...Jimmy Wakely. Remember, Prince
Alberts' "Grand Ole Opry "Saturday night over NBC.
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ROY: Yes, your dreams can come true! Your own home..a college education for
your son..travel..save for them, and they'll be yours. Buy U.S. Savings
Bonds...buy them regularly. U.S. Savings Bonds are always safe... always
profitable. Sign up for the Payroll Savings Plan where you work, or the Bond
A-Month Plan where you bank.
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ROY: Listen again next week at this same time when the makers of Camel
cigarettes present Mr. Peter Lorre in "Mystery in the Air."
The artists supporting Mr. Lorre tonight were:
HENRY MORGAN..................as "The Voice of Mystery"
PEGGY WEBBER .................as Ilse
LUCILLE MEREDITH..............as Magda
STANLEY WAXMAN................as Aristide
RUSSELL THORSON...............as Karl
BEN WRIGHT....................as the father
and Phyllis Christine Morris..as Miss Akins
This is Michael Roy in Hollywood wishing you all a pleasant..goodnight ..for
Camels.
(APPLAUSE)
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NBC ANNCR: THIS IS NBC... THE NATIONAL BROADCASTING COMPANY.