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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39
Blathery. — Kosky, you can’t do that to me! You can’t! Why I’m the boss of Anatomie County. Let me go, Kosky, and I’ll get a reprieve! You won’t even have to stay in jail. I’ll give you a job at the social club . . . anything you want.
Kosky. — Get moving.
Blathery. — You heard what he said, boys. And all I can say is that if anybody gives Kosky the slightest cause to explode he might as well leave Anatomie County, but even that won’t do any good, because my six brothers will trail the skunk to the ends of the earth and catch up with him some day. Good-by, boys, and just remember that, if anything happens to me !
Kosky. — Come on, and stop beefing.
Fallow. — {On filter) And then ... let me tell you. Stew . . . Kosky gives him a soft little shove, and both of them march out the door marked . . . silence. That’s exactly what we’ve been having for the last three minutes . . . silence . . . except for the warden. He’s layin’ on the floor cornin’ to an’ moanin’ . . .
{Fade in regular mike simultaneously with fade off filter) but everybody is so scared to move that not even the doctors have gone over to see how he is. Stew. I bet the perspiration in the death house is enough to float one o’ those pocket battleships. Flash! Stop the presses!
Stewart. — {On filter) What’s happened now. Fallow ?
Fallow. — Here comes Blathery back alone. Kosky stole his pants ! Whoopee ! Who’d ever thought Steve Blathery wears green and purple vmderclothes ?
Sound. — Crowd murmurs rising to hubbub, sustained behind.
Fallow. — Can you hear that racket? Everybodj’-’s yellin’ and excited. Stew, and I can’t get very clear what happened. The warden is sittin’ up and rubbin’ his neck. Flash! Kosky escaped in an auto! He made Blathery walk him out o’ the prison. He made Blathery smile nice every time they passed anybody. He walked Blathery half a block outside the prison. A car was waitin’ down the block with a woman at the wheel. Kosky got in, made Blathery remove his pants . . . yip-ee! and then without a word he an’ the dame sped away in the car. Blathery is yellin’ now for
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