Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

Page scan 00028 from Best broadcasts of 1938-39

Record Details:

Title:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Date:
1939
Publisher:
New York : Whittlesey House
Volume:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Leaf #:
00028
Language:
English
Collection:
Books and Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
May 30, 2024
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Surprise for the Boys* <UUUL«LJJULlLiLiUUULfl.>ULOJULOJLfiJ^^ (Open cold on mike) Sound. — Jiggling of telephone hook. Fallow. — {Impatiently) Hello! Hello! Hello! . . . operator! Operator. — (On filtered mike) This is the operator. Direction. — All following speeches except Fallow's on filtered mike until otherwise indicated. Fallow. — I’ve been cut off, operator. I was talkin’ to the Journal city desk. Operator. — {Formally) I will try to get your party. , . . Sound. — Clicking of plugging in and out. Operator. — Here is your party. Fallow. — Hello! Hello . . . Brady! This is Fallow again. I was cut off. Brady. — You weren’t cut off, Fallow. I hung up. I told you we don’t want it. . . . We can’t use it. Fallow. — What do you mean you don’t want it? Am I your state prison correspondent or ain’t I ? Brady. — Of course you are. Fallow. . . . Sure you are. You can shoot the story in to the day side tomorrow. Fallow. — Oh, so it’s the run-aroimd. The day city desk tells me to give it to you at night, and now you tell me to give it to them tomorrow. Well, it won’t be news tomorrow. The guy’s dyin’ right now. Brady. — But I tell you the story’s not worth . . . Fallow. — ^Listen, Brady. ... I been your state prison man for 23 years, and I never once missed phonin’ in a bumin’. Not once. * Copyright, 1938, by Esquire Magazine. 4