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His wife distrusted him, his best friend had to give him an alibi, all because of a girl,
a dead girl.
Our story is called The Guilty Always Run.
Our star Mr. Terrone Power.
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And now Auto Light presents Transcribed, The Guilty Always Run, starring Mr. Terrone Power,
hoping once again to keep you in suspense.
To leave me alone all evening like that.
It's way after 12.
Listen, you told me it was all right.
You told me to go.
Answer the phone, will you?
Okay.
Or do you expect me to leap across the room and...
Okay.
Hello?
Anybody there?
Well?
Nobody there.
What's the matter?
I thought I heard something.
Hello?
There's a bell.
Nobody there.
What's the matter?
I thought I heard something.
Hello. Hello.
Hello, hello.
Somebody playing a joke, Jeff?
I guess so.
Karen?
Don't start anything, Janie, huh?
Was it Karen?
Janie, baby. Janie.
What?
Listen.
Sure.
Sure, sweetie. What do you want me to listen to?
It's not my fault you've got your hip in a cast.
It's not your fault I've got my hip in a cast, dear.
Oh, cut it out, will you?
I'm clumsy.
I go along on vacations to the beach and fall off a surfboard
and break my hip and my husband meets another...
Are you going to answer the phone?
Uh-uh. No.
Bring the phone over to me, Jeff.
Let me answer it.
Sure.
Here.
Hello?
What's the matter?
You tell me.
I asked you a question. What's the...
Here, you take the phone.
Hello?
Who is this?
Hello?
Help me. Help me, Jeff.
Yes, this is...
Jeff.
This is Jeff.
Who would... Hello? Hello? Hello?
Whoever it was hung up, Janie.
Who was it, Jeff?
I don't know.
Was it Karen?
Now, why don't you cut that out?
It was a girl. Was it Karen?
Karen sounded like she needed help.
Loaded, probably.
What does she look like? You never told me.
Very tanned, very tall.
And very beautiful.
She really is.
Calling here after midnight.
Doesn't she know you're married? Didn't you tell her?
I told her.
You better go see if she's all right.
Now, listen, Karen...
You'd better go see.
Yeah.
The drive was eight miles from Zuma Beach.
Nearly two in the morning and a full moon and a few clouds
and phosphorescence riding the lip of the surf.
No one was home at Karen Lawrence's house.
Her white convertible wasn't there either.
I went home.
Janie was sleeping, so I waited till morning to tell her.
Then I went out on the beach and started to work on the surfboards with Lou,
a friend of mine who'd taken the place next door.
You know how I'd raise this, Dent?
How?
Put a beer bottle cap on it, then set a hot iron on the cap.
That'll pop right up.
Yeah, I might try it when...
Hi.
Hello there.
Hello.
I'm Phyllis George. Which one of you is Jeff?
Not Lou, huh?
Jeff.
It's always Jeff.
Me.
What did you do with Karen?
What are you talking about?
I drove out to see her. We were going shopping today.
She's not home.
The inside of her house is a wreck.
Why ask me?
She told me yesterday she was going to load up her surfboard
and try to trap you into some moonlight surfing.
How did she make out?
She made out good.
Yeah, we went surfing.
Where's Karen, Sonny?
All right, baby. I'm going to the cops.
We finished resurfacing the boards after that.
Not much talk.
I kept looking down the road for the cops that girl promised.
No cops.
After a while, I said to Lou,
see you, and went back to Janie.
Carried her out to the strand of white beach we bought for the summer.
Oiled her back and her shoulders and her arms and then her face.
Then lay down and set the ball of sun spinning.
And that's how a day got done.
Around 10 that night, the moon was low,
but gaining altitude fast.
Jeff?
Yeah, honey?
It's a beautiful night out there.
Very beautiful.
Uh-huh.
No sense you sitting around listening to the radio.
Why don't you take the board, go surfing in the moonlight?
No, no, Janie, I...
Listen to me, sweetie.
If I could, I'd go with you.
There's nothing right now I want more to do.
So you go, huh, sweetie?
Don't let me ruin all of it for you.
Janie, I don't mind...
You go, take the board and go, because I asked you to.
Because I want you to.
I went.
And the waves were coming in gentle and fast
and the moon crested from about 150 yards offshore.
I paddled the board out easy and slow
to where the moon was shaping them.
It's where I saw her.
Karen.
Her hair floating and woven in a web of kelp.
And her face moon-white.
And her lips and splotches of color on her throat
where the bruises were.
Karen in the wet shroud of a silk dress.
Dead Karen.
In the sodden jacket I'd lent her the night before.
When I got back to the house, Janie was asleep.
I didn't wake her.
I got into some clothes, went out to the car.
Hey, wait a minute.
Is that you, Jeff?
Yeah, it's me, Lou.
Lou, come out here a minute, will you?
Sure.
I couldn't sleep.
I was reading.
I heard the car and I thought maybe I...
Something I want to tell you about last night, Lou.
Something you don't know.
All I know about last night is that you and Karen went surfing
by moonlight this morning.
A girl named Phyllis rode up and you all copped in your face
because no more beautiful Karen.
After that, I lose you.
Just listen to me, huh?
Well, I'm listening, Jeff.
Well, like you said, I went surfing with her.
After that, she needled me into taking her to that joint
down the highway for a beer.
It's been done.
A beautiful girl sometimes merits a beer.
Ah, Journey doesn't know about it, huh?
That's what you're trying to say?
Something else.
All right, something else.
It was while we were in the joint.
She...
Well, you know Karen.
You'd know what she...
Yeah, if only you'd better deny it.
Is that what you did, Jeff?
I had to walk out on her.
She followed me out.
I told her off.
Put her in her car and told her off for the rest of time.
Marriage, I said to her.
Happily married.
And a couple of other things I said.
She cried and then she drove off.
I walked the beach for a long time.
Jeff.
It's the last I saw her, Lou.
I swear it.
What's eating on you, kid?
A little while ago, I found her
floating in a kelp bed.
Dead.
I think murdered.
Where were you going just now, Jeff?
To the police.
Jeff.
Yeah?
Police is where grief is.
What?
You told Karen off, you said, and never saw her again.
You swore it when I didn't even know what you were talking about.
Don't you believe me?
Don't!
Police is where grief is.
Police and Karen murdered can burst wide open what you got with Janie.
You forgot a thing, Jeff.
What?
You didn't walk a lonesome beach last night.
You left Karen, you came to my house.
We sanded the surfboards.
Isn't that what you forgot?
Lou, from me to you, an alibi.
An alibi maybe you don't need, but from me to you.
Because of what you and Janie mean to me.
Because of what he said, because it was a big grief.
Because it might kill what it was Janie and I had together.
The summer and beach and sky and sea and the love I had for her.
I waited till Lou had gone back into his house.
And I swam out to where Karen was.
I took off her the jacket I'd lent her the night before.
I swam back to shore and found a littered strand of beach and burned the jacket.
And buried the scorched rags.
And I went home and slept.
And it was Janie who woke me.
Jeff, Jeff, there's a fellow outside.
Who?
A fellow outside.
Wants to talk to you.
Who?
A Mr. Anders.
A policeman.
Look Janie, no matter what.
That phone call last night.
From Karen? That phone call?
No matter what. Don't say anything about it. Nothing.
A fellow's waiting at the door for you Jeff.
No matter what do you hear? No matter...
You want to see me? You Jeff Marlow?
That's right.
A swimmer found a girl out in the kelp this morning.
A girl we all know around here. Karen Lawrence.
What's that got to do with me?
She was murdered Mr. Marlow, strangled.
Somebody killed her and put her out on the tide.
Let's go inside and talk about it.
The Guilty Always Run
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Karen Lawrence, Mr. Marlow.
How come she's dead?
I don't know.
Jeff?
Oh it's nothing Janey.
This gentleman just wants to know if I know Karen Lawrence.
Why does the gentleman want to know that Jeff?
Well...
Why do you want to know that?
She's dead.
That's not the question I asked you.
She was murdered.
That's still not the question.
Asking around about her, your husband's name gets mentioned
more than anybody else's.
I see.
She was murdered alright in case you've got any doubt about it.
Strangled.
Bruce marks here and here.
Two thumbs you know.
Wearing all her clothes.
Good swimmer I understand so we've got a tab at murder.
And I've got to ask Mr. Marlow if you killed her.
No sir, I did not.
But you know her.
Yes sir.
Now look, you don't have to yes sir and no sir me.
Okay.
You were with her last night.
We got that from Phyllis George, a friend of hers.
Well look, this is what happened.
One day Karen comes up from Malibu with a board
pretty helpless about getting from her car to the surf.
When was this?
Ten days ago.
Eleven.
The afternoon of the morning I broke my hip.
I can pick it all up till yesterday Marlow.
Talk has it she liked you.
Did Talk have it I tried to ignore her?
Yes it did.
Did Talk have it that right off I told her I was married?
Yes, yes it did.
I also checked next door your friend Lou Foster.
He says he was with you around the time the girl was probably killed.
Then what are you coming around here for?
What about the bar?
Bar on the coast highway near Topanga Canyon Marlow.
Bar keeps said to be here.
Okay, okay.
Like a fool I took her down there for a beer night before last.
Night before last is when she was killed.
To Talk it out, to tell her to stay away.
Look, maybe to you it sounds-
Don't get yourself excited Marlow.
That's just what I do.
Dane was chasing me, didn't want her to.
Take her to some quiet place and talk to her.
Adult over a beer.
Well, I hope your hip gets better Mrs. Marlow.
Thanks.
And thank you for your courtesy, both of you.
Sure.
Jeff.
Yeah.
You didn't tell me you took her for a drink.
Just for a beer.
Oh.
Now look Janie.
You want me to tell her not to love you anymore Jeff?
What's been going on anyhow?
Hello.
Mr. Marlow?
That's right.
Who's this?
Norm.
Norm?
Yeah, Norm Sloan Mr. Marlow.
I got the Topanga Innery on the coast highway.
You've been in here.
Back night before last you were in here with Karen Lawrence.
I understand from the police that Karen-
What do you want?
I can't talk to you over the phone Mr. Marlow, but I wish you'd stop in here anytime in the next half hour or so.
If I were in your shoes I would Mr. Marlow.
Bye.
Who was it?
Nobody.
Who was it Jeff?
Nobody.
I'm going out.
You don't want to hear my troubles Mr. Marlow, so I'll just tell you this.
I didn't tell that policeman about the arguments you and that girl had in here.
Since you were the only ones in here, then I'm the only one who knows about it.
And what happened out front when you left.
How she was carrying on and crying.
And from what Mr. Anders at Policeman said, she must have been murdered a couple hours after you left here with her.
Now look, I don't know what you told the police.
But you came down when I called Mr. Marlow, so what am I to figure?
As long as you're here Mr. Marlow, I'd like to know what it feels like to go out to Santa Anita with a thousand dollars and not care if I win or lose.
With a thousand dollars Mr. Marlow.
Today Mr. Marlow.
A thousand? For what Jeff? For what I need? To buy off a murder charge?
Are you crazy kid? You got it Lou. You're gonna give it to me?
You're crazy? How deep into it can you get? A thousand now? A thousand a week maybe for the rest of your life and then you...
You're not gonna do it, huh? You're not gonna give it to me.
Who you buying from Jeff? Sloan. Runs the beer joint on the highway. He saw me and Karen outside his...
A thousand? He must have seen a lot.
You'll get it back Lou. Every nickel.
All right Jeff. Drive me to my bank.
And Jeff... Thanks. Thanks.
That's not what I meant. This is what I meant. This will do it Jeff. It's as far as I can go.
So luck and a long life kid.
We just stared at each other for a while and I had to lift his hand from his side to shake it. No more talk.
I drove him to his bank. Lou got the money. He gave it to me. I drove him to his house and then went to Sloan's joint.
Bought a bottle of beer. Drank half of it. Paid him a thousand dollars for it. Sloan laughed from deep in his stomach.
Hello? Hi honey. Who is this? I'm sorry there's no one here. Honey baby it's Jeff.
No. No there's no one here by that... Jeff listen. The police are here. They... What are you...
That you Marlow? This is Anders Marlow. Sheriff's office. Now listen. Sloan, that beer joint fella.
He called the office a little while ago and said you offered him a hundred dollars to keep his mouth shut.
A hundred? Now you come in Marlow because when you did that you practically signed a confession.
Marlow you understand what's happening to you don't you? You understand what's going to happen to you?
I let the receiver hang and let him talk into nothing and I ran. Off the coast highway down the beach.
A couple of miles. Farther to Santa Monica Pier. Farther to Ocean Park. Me. Wanted for murder.
Because Karen. Dead Karen wanted a part of my life and I wouldn't give it to her.
Because her girlfriend stuck her face into mine and yelled cop. Girlfriend Phyllis George.
I found her address in the Venice phone book. I went there. Rooming house overlooking one of the phony canals they have.
Second floor rear. Phyllis. Scared. Staring. Holding it in.
You just get out you hear. Just keep away from me. You gotta help me understand.
Things you know about Karen. Fellas she knew. One fella maybe who wanted her dead.
You. You did it. Nobody wanted her dead. No. Me. I didn't.
You. You did it. Nobody wanted her dead. Help me. Help me. What was it you had with Karen?
It makes you choke her and kill her and throw her out into the ocean like she was. I didn't. I didn't kill her.
You get out of here huh. Because you scare me. Because you scare. Just listen huh.
Anything you know about her that I can take to the cops. Keep away. Keep away.
Killer. Killer. Killer. Shut up. Shut up. Like Karen huh. That's how you choke.
That's what you did to her killer. That. Like you wanted to do to me just now. No. No. I.
Don't. Don't do. Hello.
Lou. This is Jeff. Where are you kid. Listen. How's Janie. I didn't call her because the lines probably tapped or something.
How's Janie Lou. She's OK. Where are you. I want you to meet me Lou. Tell me how things are going.
How. I gotta talk to somebody. Sure. Where are you. Phone booth outside a drive in laundry in Venice. Rose and Third Avenue.
I'll pick you up there kid. Right away Lou. Right away.
How you feeling kid. Scared Lou. How did I get into this Lou. What happened. Why am I running away.
Jeff. Let's not. Let's not what. Let's not kid. Huh. Because I'm in this too. That alibi I gave you.
What do you mean. Let's not kid Lou. The way you pounced on the alibi paying blackmail. Is that any way for an innocent. You're saying what Lou.
Come on. You really think I killed her don't you. Listen Jeff. Janie and I were talking. Janie thinks I killed her.
Yeah. Yeah she does Jeff. You ask and I told you. OK. OK. What are we stopping for. This is where you're getting out.
What are you talking about. Hey what is this. Open the door Marlow. That's a boy. Now come on out.
That's it. You can slide out too Mr. Foster. Sure. Sure. Lou. That's right. I told Mr. Anders I'd bring you here kid.
Look I didn't kill her. I did a lot of things wrong but I didn't. Just don't whimper Jeff. Huh. The old nerve kid.
Like sliding in on a big one. Like the thrill things kid huh. Like you and Karen. It wasn't like that. How was it kid huh.
What was the formula. Flex the muscle and be polite. Brown eyes looking up at you and here take my coat. You must be cold.
Let's have a beer and back to the beach. Back to the beach. And after all of it she was only kidding all the time.
What did you strangle her for. The coat Lou. How did you know about it. The coat. My coat I put on her.
Sure. The one she was drawing in. There was no coat. I went back there after she'd been murdered. Took the coat from her and burned it.
The same crazy reason I did everything wrong. How do you know about the coat Lou.
Now look. Nobody knew about that coat but me. And whoever killed her. Then why did you come running to me for an alibi.
I didn't Lou. You suggested I ought to have one. You would be my alibi. That way you'd have one too.
What about it Foster. What can he say. Those phone calls. Call and hang up.
Until Janie got on the line. Then let Janie listen to her in pain and calling out my name. Start suspicion right at home base.
You really built it didn't you. We better go.
Hey don't shoot that Foster. Stop. Hey. Hey don't.
Lou didn't die. He'll stand trial. Summer's fading and vacation's long over. But sometimes. Sometimes on weekends Janie drives me out to Point Doom.
We sit there and we watch the sunset ride in on the long slow curve of surf. And we don't talk.
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Next week a story based on fact. The dramatic report of a murderer and how he spent seven hours with a young lady before he killed her.
It's called Somebody Help Me. Our star Mr. Cornell Wild. That's next week on Suspense.
Suspense is transcribed and directed by Elliot Lewis with music composed by Lucian Morrowick and conducted by Ludd Bluskin.
The Guilty Always Run was written for suspense by Morton Fine and David Friedkin.
In tonight's story, Kathy Lewis was heard as Janie and William Conrad as Lou. Featured in the cast were Charlotte Lawrence, Frank Nelson and Jack Crouchon.
Terrone Power may currently be seen in the 20th Century Fox picture, King of the Kiber Rifles in cinemascope and Technicolor.
And remember next week Mr. Cornell Wild in Somebody Help Me.
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