Lux presents Hollywood. Lux Radio Theater brings you Cary Grant, Claude Reigns, Evelyn Keys, and James Gleason. And here comes Mr. Jordan. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Cecil B. DeMille. Greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. One evening after dinner, the family and I settled down in our most comfortable chairs to see a motion picture at home. None of us stayed settled long. The picture was Columbia's Here Comes Mr. Jordan. And from myself down to the youngest grandchild, it kept us all on the edge of our chairs. Following the peculiar career of a prize fighter named Joe Pendleton, who was killed in the first scene, he had lived to get the girl at the end, the neatest trick of the year. A slight error of destiny takes the hero through adventures that make Christopher Columbus, Marco Polo, and Magellan look like stay-at-homes. You see, Joe gets killed, but he is not dead, and thereby hangs one of the most curious picture stories of the year. So here comes Mr. Jordan, and here comes Cary Grant. And from the original screencast, Claude Reigns, Evelyn Keys, and James Gleason. Whenever a producer announces a new picture, he's immediately deluged with applications from hundreds of ambitious young ladies, some of them with real talent, who want to become motion picture stars. It took me weeks to examine all the applications that came in when I announced Reap the Wild Wind. But it was very gratifying to learn how many of these girls were boosters for Lux toilet soap. One of tonight's stars, a Lux girl herself, Evelyn Keys, made her screen debut several years ago in one of my pictures. Perhaps you'd like to hear what it was in her screen test that caught my attention. It was her completely natural beauty. She was talented, of course, and her voice was very good. But more than anything else, that fragile blonde beauty and the lovely complexion that goes with it dominated the screen. So my advice to the would-be stars of tomorrow is this. Keep your beauty natural. And naturally, Lux toilet soap can give you a lot of help there. Now the rising curtain brings, here comes Mr. Jordan, starring Cary Grant as Joe, Claude Reigns as Mr. Jordan, Evelyn Keys as Betty, and James Gleason as Max. Here are the Adirondack Mountains, here are the murmuring pines, the leafy glaives, here are the cool bubbling streams, and here in this mountain paradise are two prize fighters trying to knock each other's brains out. They're sparring away in the training ring. The one in the blue trunks is Joe Pendleton, contender for the championship of the world. And that man at the ringside in the battered derby is his trainer, Max Corkle. All right, Joe, that's enough. Cut it up. Inside for a rough down. Oh, come on, Maxie. I only had five rounds. Can I have a couple more? You heard me. I said that's enough. Now save some of that for Moidock. Hey, how'd that look, Maxie? Just fair. Not enough speed. Go on, I'm in the pink. Break down, Maxie. Who's your favorite fighter? Stop it, Clownen. Look, Joe, I decided to finish training in New York, so we'll break camp right after lunch. Yeah? Oh, that's great. I can fly myself down this afternoon, huh? Oh, listen, Joe, do me a favor.  Will you do that? Oh, what can happen to me when I've got the lucky saxophone along? Hey, where is it? Where's my sax? Oh, here it is, Joe. Oh, thanks, pal. Joe, I don't like this flying business. The way we're sitting out in two weeks in the greatest fight of your life and on the way to the championship might take chances. Oh, yeah? Fine thing. Me known as a flying pug, the papers will all say flying pug takes train. Fine thing. Oh, Joe. I'll meet you in New York at the gym tomorrow. Hey, Maxie, how about a little of your favorite tune, huh? Oh, not now, Joe. I... Oh, Joe, come on. This is serious. Joe. That's awful. Will you please lay off?  Mr. Pendleton, look around you. Does this look like the Earth? Have you ever walked on clouds before? You see, this is the halfway point. The stopover for new arrivals from the world. Uh, you must be a little crank. I'll find a taxi. There are no taxis here, as you can see, sir. The arrival, sir. They're waiting to be checked off the list. They and all the screwy as you. I'll find out about this thing. Oh, Mr. Pendleton. Message your 424 reporting, sir. Nine passengers. Check their names against this list in Embassy. Yes, sir. Hey, who's in charge around here? Where's the bus? Oh, Mr. Pendleton, will you stop this commotion? What's the trouble? Oh, uh, messenger 7013 reporting, sir. No trouble at all. No trouble yet, but there's gonna be. Are you the boss here? Oh, Mr. Pendleton. A little more respect. This is Mr. Jordan. Oh, Mr. Jordan, eh? Well, look, Mr. Jordan, I want to get a taxi to New York and quake. What is the meaning of this? Oh, it's a very difficult case, sir. Fought me tooth and nail all the way up here. Fought him? Huh. How do you like that? Listen, Mr. Jordan, don't waste your time listening to this comic. Do you know what he keeps telling me? He keeps telling me I'm dead. I'm afraid you are. Uh, what? Dead. Oh, you too, eh?  Oh, Mr. Pendleton, now please. What is his name? A Pendleton, Joseph. Oh, no, you even got that board up. I'm Joe... Not Joe Pendleton. Not Pendleton, Joseph, it's Joe Pendleton. Oh, oh, oh. I don't see his name on my list. Pendleton, Pendleton, Pendleton. I don't see his name on my list. Well, I can't be on any list. Watch your occupation. Musician? Musician? Whatever gave you the idea, I'm a musician. Well, that, uh, instrument you're carrying? Oh, that? Oh, that's for sex. That's just a hobby, like flying. Look, I'm Joe Pendleton, the flying bug they call me. I'm a price fighter. You were a price fighter. There's no Pendleton, Joseph, listed. There, you see? What did I tell you? Mr. Sloan, contact the registrar's office, will you? Ask them for everything they have on Pendleton, Joseph. Yes, sir. No, I'm trying to tell you, fellas, I'm not ready for this place yet. I never felt better in my life. I'm in the pain. Strange isn't on the list. Oh, now really, sir. It isn't possible that he could have survived. Why, he was hurtling to Earth with the speed of a meteor. Yes, but I wouldn't have crashed. I'd have pulled the ship out somehow if you left me alone. Oh, quiet. Messenger? Yes, Mr. Jordan. Am I to understand that you took this man out of that plane before it crashed? Yeah, that's what he did. Yes, sir. I, um... I'm pardonably presumptuous. Yes, sir. Oh, but there he was, sir. Just plummeting Earthward. I want to despair in the agony of crashing. That's enough, please.  I am, yes, sir. I was put on only this morning. I thought so. Overzealousness. Out for record collections. Mr. Jordan. Yes? On Pendleton Joseph, the official record says both his parents are happily withdrawn and awaiting his arrival. Joseph is scheduled to join them the morning of May 11th, 1992. 1992? 10, 23... Well, that's 50 years from now. What did I tell you? It seems you were a little premature. 50 years to go yet. You fellas certainly pulled a boner this time. Oh, Mr. Pendleton, I feel I owe you an apology. I'll tell the world you do. Oh, well. Never mind. We all make mistakes. There's no harm done. Just forget about it and take me back. Uh, take you back? Naturally. Take him back. Return him to the body out of which you so indiscreetly snatched him. Yeah, make it snappy. Well, I'm glad to have met you, Mr. Jordan, and thanks for straightening everything out for me. Not at all.  I will be. Well, come on. Let's go. Mr. Pendleton, if you don't mind, I'm the one who says let's go. Let's go. Oh, Mr. Jordan. Oh, hello, Mr. Jordan. I didn't expect to see you 50 years, Mr. Pendleton. Oh, Mr. Jordan. Something terrible has happened.  I'll tell him. You keep quiet. Now look, Mr. Jordan, we go down there to New Jersey. Well, my body ain't in the plane. No, then we go to Corker's place. My body ain't there either. Finally, I find out what's happened. Well, you guys kept me up here gabbing. That Corker gets my body out of the plane and has me cremated. Cremated? Yeah. Oh, that's bad. Oh, it's deplorable, Mr. Jordan. I feel just gasp. Well, how do you think I feel? Wait till I see that Corker. He can't go around burning me up and get away with it. That is very bad. This complicates everything. Oh, I have an idea, Mr. Jordan. Couldn't we have him reborn? Nothing doing. I'm not going to go through that again. Well, I see I'll have to take personal charge of this. Come along, Joseph. Well, wait a minute. Where to? Well, I'm taking you back to Earth. Yeah, but you can't. Didn't I just tell you? I haven't got a body anymore. What of it? I'll get you another body. Huh? You'll do what? Another body. That's what I said. Come along, Joseph. Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute. What kind of a deal is this? You can't go shoving just anybody's body off on me. Not on your life. I've put in 10 years getting that body in the pink. But Joseph, it's gone. Your body doesn't exist any longer. Mr. Jordan. Now, Joe, you shall have your choice of a thousand bodies, all excellent specimens. I promise you. We'll keep looking until we find a body you like. Now, that's fair enough, isn't it? Hmm. Well, I don't want any more than what's coming to me. I just want what I was and what I was going to be, no more, no less. I expect you to make good, Mr. Jordan. I'll do my best. Come along. Goodbye, Mr. Pendleton. Good luck. Oh, that sounds mighty weird coming from you. I thought that messenger fella was good at getting you around, but you're terrific, Mr. Jordan. Russia, Australia, South Africa, and now New York. How do you do it? Well, that's a trade secret, Joe. Yeah? Joe, we've made 130 stops.  Yeah, but there wasn't a decent physique in the whole bunch, Mr. Jordan. You can't slip me a second, Radar. You've got to remember I was in the pink. That is becoming a most obnoxious color, Joe. Now, don't mention it again, please. Oh, where's the next stop? The next stop is that house across the street. Oh, yeah? Hey, a pretty snazzy place, isn't it? What did we size up in there? Bruce Farnsworth. Well, look, I can't go into a place like that.  Joe, I've explained it 20 times. No one can see us, and no one can hear us. We are invisible, Joe. Yeah, that's right. I keep forgetting. Well, let's take a look at this bird. Mr. Jordan, I'll never get used to this. To what, Joe? Walking through walls. It ain't natural. Hey, uh, what's the dope on this Farnsworth guy? Well, he's about your age, and fairly husky. Well, above my age, he's got a joint like this. He must be rolling in, though. He inherited it, Joe. Mm-hmm. Uh, well set up. Oh, quite. Played polo a while back. Oh, that sounds good. Is he dead? No. Going to die, though, huh? Mm-hmm. Sick, huh? No, not really. He has a slightly run-down condition. Oh, just slightly run-down. Going to die, that's all. He's being murdered, Joe. What? Murdered? You mean, well, is it going on right now? Mm-hmm. But right here in this house? That's right. Well, who's doing it? His wife. And the man she's in love with, Farnsworth's confidential secretary. Nice people you want me to meet. How are they killing him? They're drowning him in the bathtub. Holy cow. Well, come on, let's scram out of here. I'm going to keep my nose clean. Now, wait, Joe. Oh, now look, Mr. Jordan.  Don't punch drunk yet. We'll have to wait here until I collect him. It's my job. Well, how can you sit there when there's a guy being killed? Why don't we call the cops? I'm afraid they wouldn't pay any attention to us, Joe. Even the New York's finest can't see or hear us. Oh, yeah, that's right. Wait. Fall over. You mean he's dead? Hmm? He's dead. Now, keep calm. Hey, are those the two that did it? Mm-hmm. That's Mrs. Farnsworth and the secretary, Tony Abbott. Gee. Look at her, you wouldn't think. Well, she don't look like a murderer, Mr. Jordan. Just do listen, Joe. Tony, I'm frightened. Get hold of yourself, Julia. Tony, I don't know what's come over me. I have a feeling I can't shake off. That's something weird. Something hanging over is watching us. You said it, sister. Come now. Stop it, Julia. Now, what could be more natural? A glass of warm milk, a sleeping tablet or two and a very tired, dissipated young man unfortunately drowses off in his bath. I beg your pardon, Mrs. Farnsworth. Yes, what is it? A Miss Betty Logan is here. She wants to see Mr. Farnsworth. Send her away. Don't be silly, Julia. Ask Miss Logan to come in, sis. Very good, sir. I can't talk to her now, Tony. Of course you can. Just be sympathetic. I'll be in the study. If she becomes difficult, bring her in to me. Hey, who's this Logan? Somebody else mixed up in the murder? You judge for yourself, Joe. Miss Logan. How do you do, Miss Logan? I'm Mrs. Farnsworth. May I see Mr. Farnsworth, please? I've got to see him. Why, yes. He'll be right down. Oh, be right down. She knows he's dead. Mrs. Farnsworth, my father's been arrested. Yes, I know. I'm sorry. He's sick, Mrs. Farnsworth. But this will kill him. And he's not guilty of anything. It was about some worthless securities he sold, wasn't it? That Mr. Farnsworth sold under my father's name. Really? And what do you expect Mr. Farnsworth to do? I... I don't know. But he can't send an innocent man to jail. Well, I don't know about these things. Mr. Abbott has all the facts in the case, and he's in the study. Would you care to see him? Yes, if I could, please. Just come right in. Thank you. Mr. Jordan. That Logan girl. Oh, boy, I've never seen anything as beautiful as that. Not even in heaven. She is pretty, isn't she? Yeah. She's in a tough spot. She's got a lot of courage to come here alone to fight for her father. She worships him. Yeah. Well, she's no match for those buzzards. She needs help. You better go to work. Farnsworth is the only one who can help her, Joe. Well, he's dead. Yes. But you can be Farnsworth. Huh? What do you mean? I don't get it. It's quite simple. What? You mean you want me to be Farnsworth and have a swell girl like that? Hate me? But you'll make a very different Farnsworth, Joe. Spiritually, there'll be no change in you. Yeah. Yeah, but I wouldn't be myself. A guy's no good if he isn't himself. Joe, you'll always be yourself. You'd merely be using Farnsworth's physical covering like putting on a new overcoat. Yeah. Well, it better be a pretty good overcoat. It's gonna last me 50 years. But inside that coat, you'd still be Joe Pendleton thinking, acting, and feeling. Yeah. Yeah. But that rundown overcoat, that Playboy Farnsworth, I'd have to give up everything. I'd crack at the title and... No. No, Mr. Jordan. I'd like to help you, but not that way. What's this? Yes, Mr. Abbott. You tell Mr. Farnsworth that Mr. Logan is here to see him? Yes, sir. Now, what's the idea? That guy Abbott knows Farnsworth is dead. Very convenient, the butler discovering the body. You have much time to decide, Joe. Well, don't rush me. I gotta do some figuring. Make up your mind, Joe. Well, now look. What if I did it only temporary? Supposing I was Farnsworth just for a little while until after I helped that kid out. Could I do that? If you wish it. All right. And after you got me out of Farnsworth's body, you'd have to get me a body that would suit me. Is that clear? Quite. Okay, it's a deal. Well, come on, Mr. Jordan, we gotta hurry. Mr. Jordan, I'm all wet. I'm soaking wet. Well, you just got out of the bath, Joe. That's where Farnsworth was. Yeah. Well, where's Farnsworth now? You're Farnsworth. What? Oh, no. No, wait, wait. We can't get away with this. Mr. Jordan, I still feel like me. I still sound like me. Inwardly, you haven't changed, Joe. Inwardly, you're Bruce Farnsworth, and that's what they'll see and hear. Mr. Farnsworth, are you in there? Answer him, Joe. Answer him? Well, you mean people can hear me now? Mm-hmm. Yeah, but he knows that other guy's voice. That is exactly what you'll hear. To everyone else, you'll seem to be talking like Bruce Farnsworth. Mr. Farnsworth, is anything wrong? Please answer me, sir. Go ahead, Joe. Oh, okay. I'll be out in a minute. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. There. Now, what he heard was the voice of Farnsworth. Oh, it was, huh? And when you open that door, what he sees will be Farnsworth. You try it. Oh, okay. Here goes. Excuse me, Mr. Farnsworth, but there's a Miss Logan... What'd you call me? Why, uh, Mr. Farnsworth. Miss... Hey, go on. There's a Miss... A Miss Logan here to see you, sir. Yeah, I know. I beg your pardon, sir. I mean, uh, I'll go right down. You're never better than I, Mr. Jordan. I beg your pardon, sir. Remember, Joe, people can hear you now. Oh, yeah, I forgot. Forgot what, sir? Nothing I was only thinking. Well, look, Mr. Jordan, you mean they still can't see or hear you? No, Joe. Who can't see and hear whom, sir? Nobody beat it, will you? I'll be right down. Very good, sir. Isn't that amazing? Mr. Farnsworth, he calls me. Look and write at me. How do you do it, Mr. Jordan? Well, if there were no mystery left to explore, Joe, life would get rather dull, wouldn't it? Now to the library, and I think you're going to be something of a surprise down there. It's taking rather long, isn't he? Yes, very long. Well, perhaps he won't come down at all. So why don't you go, Miss Logan? There's no help for you. Your father's in jail to stay. Mr. Farnsworth. Bruce. Bruce, what are you... Hello, Miss Logan. I'm glad to see you. Mr. Farnsworth, I'd like to speak to you privately. Yeah, sure. Why not? How about outside? Bruce, you... you... What's the matter? Nothing. I... I just... Oh, hey, Abbott. Mrs. Farnsworth looks a little pale around the gills. She looks like she's gonna... Oh, she did. Well, I'll figure out. This way, Miss Logan. Oh, sit down, Miss Logan. What's on your mind? Mr. Farnsworth, I just want one thing. I want you to get my father out of jail. Oh, yeah, that's right. He's in jail, isn't he? As if you didn't know you put him there. Well, Farnsworth did.  Well, you know how it goes now. Now, for instance, if you want to change overcoats... This is hardly the time for jokes. Oh, well, I'm not joking, Miss Logan. Don't admit it. You did put my father in jail. Well, all right, I did. But I didn't have anything to do with it.  You're trying to make a fool out of me. You think you can laugh me out of it as if I were a child? Oh, look, your father's going to be all right, Miss Logan. Another Farnsworth trick. They told me there was no use coming here to talk to you. Oh, no, please, listen... I knew you were cruel. But to play with people like this and torture them... Oh, wait, Miss Logan. I'll get your father out. Did you hear that, Mr. Jordan? I was sitting right there. Well, I certainly fixed it, didn't I? She likes me a lot. She will in time. Oh, go on. I'm poisoned to her. Mr. Jordan, this won't work. You'd better get me out of this overcoat and let's get moving. She is wonderful, though, isn't she? Boy, I'd give my right arm if I could help her. You promised you would, didn't you? You can't very well move on until you've made good. Yeah, but there's no use. I don't even know what to do. Bruce Farnsworth can do anything he wishes. Well, I'll have to believe you now, Joe. What? My word's filing up. I'll have to get back. Yeah, but you can't leave me holding the bag in a mess like this. I'll be back whenever you need me. So long, Joe. Mr. Jordan! Well, Mr. Jordan, don't go walking through walls on me. James Leeson will return in act two. Well, here comes Mr. Jordan. 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This is the Columbia Broadcasting System. Two of here comes Mr. Jordan, starring Cary Grant as Joe, Claude Reigns as Mr. Jordan, Evelyn Keys as Betty, and James Gleason as Max. The spirit of Joe Pendleton is encased in the body of Bruce Farnsworth, and Joe is finding the situation very annoying. He's discovered that Bruce Farnsworth is, or was, a first-class crook and all-around cad. Only the presence of his beloved saxophone makes Joe's existence bearable. Mr. Farnsworth, you sent for me? Yeah. What are you looking at, Abbott? Well, I didn't know you played a saxophone. No? Well, a lot of people don't know it. You'll get used to it after a while. Now, let's get on to business. I've been thinking over this Logan affair, and it don't sound so good. I want to get Mr. Logan out of jail. With fraud pinned on him like this? Well, naturally, we did. That's what I thought, so let's unpin it. Mr. Farnsworth, you realize you'll have to buy back every share of that worthless stock. It's impossible. Now, who's got it? Naturally, small investors all over the country. Oh, small investors, eh? It's nice work. I'll give them back every cent they paid for it. That will take millions of dollars. Have I got it? Of course, but you... All right, let's do it.  I have thought it over. I can't go plenty from now on if you don't watch your step. So don't try any funny business. And stay out of my bathroom. Man, I need it. I told you I'd come if you needed me. How are you, Mr. Pendleton? Oh, you too, huh? What do you want? I didn't ask for you. Oh, really, Mr. Pendleton. It's all right, Joe. He came with me. What's the trouble? Look at this in the paper. That's what's the trouble. You mean about giving the money back to the investors? Not that. On the sporting page. Listen. Murder down in the fight champ. What comes of fooling around with this temporary farm's worth business? Now, look at the spot I'm in. You're in no spot. What's the problem, Mr. Pendleton? Why don't you keep out of this? I knew perfectly well that you were to have another body. What have you done about it? Just scoured the world for it, that's all. And I may say I've found it. What have you found? A superb specimen, a strapping fellow in Australia who'll soon be available. A motor accident. What's his weight? 192 pounds. What's his reach? He's got a waist and a chest and a forearm. What more do you want? Well, I want to know. That's what I want. While you're fumbling around, the championship's getting away from me. But it won't get very far. We have found out that you are actually intended to be the next world's champion. Huh? Is that a fact? Yes, Joe. Well, how do you know? Nothing can prevent it. I knew it. I'll take a look at this Australian fella. Who is the butler? Hey, duck, you guys. Beat it. We don't have to duck, Joe. They can't see us. Oh, yeah. That's right. Why can't I remember that? Mr. Farnsworth. Yeah, what? Miss Logan is here, sir. Oh, Miss Logan? Well, bring her in. Never mind. I'll get her myself. Yes, sir. Oh, is this delay necessary, Mr. Jordan? Yes, and very interesting. Hello, Miss Logan. Come right in here. Can I get you something? Coffee or something? No, I just wanted to tell you my father's home. Thank you. Oh, that's fine. Fine. Sit down. It was a wonderful thing you did. Only for my father. I mean, to give that money back to all those people. Oh, well, as a matter of fact, that's about the only thing to do, wasn't it? I don't know. I... I'm sorry. I keep on staring at you like this. Oh, that's okay. I'm doing a little staring myself. I'm all mixed up. When I came to see you that night, when I was trying to hate you most, I couldn't deny there was something warm and friendly, even gentle in the way you smiled. There was, huh? Gee, well, well, that's wonderful. How long does this drivel go on? A little patience. You know what I told my father this was? A miracle. A miracle? Why? Well, that a man like Bruce Farnsworth could have a real feeling for the happiness of others. Well, now that's a good way to go through life as any other, isn't it? Yes, that's all I meant. Except when you find that in somebody, it's a great discovery. I guess that's why I keep staring. I can't help it. It's something in your eyes, and what's behind them that I keep trying to see. That sounds silly, doesn't it? No. No, I know what you mean. When you make a discovery like that, it's pretty important, isn't it? I mean, it's more important than what two people look like, or who they are, or anything else. Of course. Yeah. And even if he was... Well, it wouldn't make any difference what he was. The other thing is all that matters. That's how it ought to be. I'll have to go now. Goodbye. Uh, will I see you again? Yes, of course. Goodbye. Goodbye. Gee. Well, thank goodness he's gone. Oh, Mr. Jordan, did you hear what she said? She was looking at me! Joe! She likes me! Me! Oh, really, sir, we have to get moving. Yes, ready, Joe? Huh? What do you mean? Oh, yeah. If you recall, yes. Well, oh, wait a minute. I can't do that now. Why not? Well, don't you see, Mr. Jordan, she likes me the way I am. Now, if I go running off to Australia and pull a switch just when I get her used to this Farnsworth, I might lose her. Yes, Joe. Yeah. Well, now look, Mr. Jordan, this Farnsworth is about my age. He had a pretty good body once. You said he played polo. Why couldn't I build him up physically like I did me? Why not? Yeah, exercise, playing fool, playing a fresh air. I'm sure you do wonders with it. Well, of course I could. I could get that body in the pink in no time at all and lick my dog with it. Then I got the title and I got her too. Mr. Pendleton, is this final? You bet it's final. I'm getting Max Coggle in here tomorrow to help me train. But I'm going to stay like I am, as Farnsworth. Well, I'm punching the bag. I told you that before. Mr. Farnsworth, Mr. Coggle is here. Oh, Coggle, Max Coggle? Yes, sir. Oh, well, where is he? Hey, Coggle, come on in. Excuse me, but, uh... Hello, Coggle, right in here. Right here. Oh, thanks. I got a telegram. Wait a minute. How are you? I'm good, sir. You old son of a gun. I'm glad to see you. Do you know me?  Take a good look, Max. Do you know me? Sure. Everybody knows you, Mr. Farnsworth. What's the matter with your eyes, you big sap? I'm not Farnsworth. I'm Joe Pendleton. You're Joe. You're nuts, Mr. Farnsworth. I don't look like Joe, but I'm him just the same, and it's your fault. Yeah, if you hadn't been in such a hurry to cremate me, I wouldn't be in the jam I'm in now. I... I... I quickly cremated you. Didn't you?  It's been kind of hot today, ain't it? I better go now. Oh, no, no, no, you don't, Max. Now, listen. You remember the time I went up in the plane? Well, something went fluly, and one of those guys that goes around collecting people, he pulled a boner. He grabbed me off before me time, and while I'm arguing with him, whether I'm dead or not, you cremate me. Then they got to make good. They got to get me another body. You get it? Sure, sure. Then evidence, fine, ain't it? And all you need now is a doctor. The best one. Maybe you're special... No, no, no, listen to me. I'm a very busy man, Mr. Farnsworth. The body they give me belongs to this other guy. They drown him in the bathtub, push him underneath the water. Hey! Having trouble, Joe? Yeah. Oh, Mr. Jordan, gee, I certainly am glad you showed up. Mr. Jordan. Is there somebody here with us? Yeah, Mr. Jordan. Oh, uh-huh. Pleased to meet you, Mr. Jordan. Where was he? Oh, well, I forgot. You can't see him and you can't hear him. Oh, maybe if I had a good stiff drink. Well, you can't see him because you're not dead yet. Oh. Oh, well, ha-ha. Well, I guess you two fellas have got a lot of business to talk over, so I'll be motioning the load. Oh, come here, Max. Come here and sit down. Oh, Mr. Jordan, I've got to get this through to him. Make him understand, will you? You can do it yourself, Joe. Try. Oh, I can, huh? Oh, well, all right. Now, listen, Max. Now, how would I know about Joe if I wasn't Joe? And listen to this. You got 40% of me. Yeah, since when did you give me that? Well, since that time in Astoria, when you saw me put away butcher boy Mackenzie. Don't you remember you said I had color? You said I was what they wanted? You said I was your kid. And have the twins gotten over the measles yet? Hey, who are you, anyways? I'm Joe, your Joe. This is Farnsworth's body because you burned mine, your big stiff. Hey, wait a minute, wait. Sit there. You remember this? My saxophone? Hey, that's Joe's. I give it to him. Would you get it? It's my sax, I tell you. Wait, I'll play your favorite tune for you. Now, listen. You always hit that note, sir. You... Joe. It's you. It's Joe, huh? Oh, the Max, Max. Don't faint. No, come on, Max. No, no, no, no. Max, Max, stop out of it. Joe, Joe, Joe. Take a deep breath, Max. Come on, come on, fella. Breathe. There we are. That's the boy. There. You showed us in a hangover from last night. You really are Joe. Listen, Max, inside I'm Joe. I'll try it on Farnsworth. Yeah. Hey, is your pal still around? Yeah, he's right there. He is, huh? Maybe I'm somebody else too. Ask him. No, don't. If I'm somebody else's body, I don't want to know about it. Max, I want to tell you what I sent for you. They're talking about matching K.O. Murdock with Gilbert. Yeah. Well, who did Murdock have to fight Joe? Joe, I mean you. All right. I want you to fix it for me to fight Murdock. You're crazy. K.O. never fights Farnsworth. Tell him what the registrar discovered, Joe. Yeah, that's right. Is he talking again? Yeah. Max, I'm going to let you know something. I'm the next champ. It's in the book. Nothing can change it. Is that what he said? That's what he said, and he knows. Well, he ain't sure any bets. Max, I'm telling you what you got to do. I don't want to see lefty K.O.'s manager. Offer him some money, any amount. Well, like when? Oh, what'll it take? I don't know. 25 grand at least. Okay, I'll send you a check this afternoon. But go down there and sew up that Murdock fight. Okay. Joe, is your friend still here? Sure. Well, I'm pleased to have met you, Mr. Jordan. Could I drop you some ways? No, no. Come to think of it, I ain't going your way. Am I? I was just sitting talk a while. I'm afraid I can't. I told my father I'd be home. It's getting very late. Well, I'll have Abba take care of those papers in the morning. So don't you worry about it. Thank you. Well, the car's waiting outside. Yeah?  I mean, well, I never saw you done up like this before. You look wonderful. Say, look at me. Do you see anything? Any difference? No, let's see. You look very well. Sort of in the pink? Yes, almost pink. There you are. I've been exercising. Really? Yeah, and I've been exercising. Spying around, punching the bag, plenty of road work, lots of sleep. You might even call it training. Why on earth would you be training? Oh, that's the point. Look, did you have a box? Oh, no, of course you didn't. Well, I used to. I liked it a lot, too. I thought I'd like to get back in shape again. What for? Well, I thought I might like to do some fighting. Some real fighting, right in the ring. You're joking. Well, I'm not bad, you know. Bruce, you must stop this exercising. It's going to your head. Yeah, but listen, I... Good night, Bruce. No, no, I'm serious about this. You see, I... Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah, sure. What's the matter, Bruce? What are you staring at? Huh? Oh, uh... Well, excuse me a minute, will you? I'll be right back. Now, what do you want? I thought I saw the last of you. Oh, I've got some very distressing news, Mr Pendleton. You can't use Farnsworth's body anymore. What do you mean? Just what I say. You're crazy. Mr. Jordan told me I was going to be champ. But not with Farnsworth's body. Why not? It wasn't meant to be that way. Why not? Don't keep saying why not. Mr. Pendleton, you haven't much more time to stay in Farnsworth. Oh, go on. I'm not even listening. Mr. Jordan said it was okay, and this is the way it's going to be. I'm afraid not, Mr. Pendleton. Now, you wait. Come back here. Listen. Bruce, I really must leave. Well, I'm sorry I've kept you waiting. I'll take you to your car. Has something happened? No, no. Bruce, what's troubling you? Oh, nothing. I... You just got to believe one thing. We've got a great life ahead of you and me. Nobody can take that away from us. Why are you looking at me like that? I'm trying to memorize your face.  What might happen? No. Don't be scared. Just look at me. You wouldn't forget me either, would you? No, never. Of course you wouldn't. But if something did happen, I mean the thing you said you saw in me. Something in my eyes.  You'd notice the same thing in him. Even if you thought you did, you'd give him a break because he might be a good guy. I don't understand you. Oh, I'm just crazy. Don't mind me. I never want to lose you, that's all. And I'm never going to. Betty, can I kiss you? Oh, yes, Bruce. I thought you'd be here, Mr. Jordan. Look, it isn't true. Is it about giving up Farmsworth? You're not going to ask me to do that now, are you? It's not up to me, my boy. Yeah, but why? We got everything going great. You told me I was going to be champ. You will be, but on another road. Yeah, but why not as Farmsworth? Because it wasn't meant to be that way. Oh, that's no answer. On the contrary, it's the perfect answer. Yeah, but look, Mr. Jordan, there's Betty. I love her, and she loves me as Farmsworth. You can't ask me to give her up and forget her now. No, if that was meant to be, it will be. Don't talk like that. I can't switch now. Listen, Mr. Jordan, just let me get through this fight and work it out somehow with Betty. Give me a little time. There's only a little time left, Joe. All right, then I say no. You're not going to play tricks with my life again. I'm going to stay like I am. You can't change the course of your destiny. Oh, we'll see about that. If you think you can get me loose from Farmsworth, you go ahead and try it. I can't stop it, Joe. Farmsworth is going to die. What? You're crazy. He's going to be killed, Joe. Oh, well, what are you talking about? He's going to be killed by Abbott. There's no mistake this time. Mr. Jordan. Don't fight, Joe. Leave Farmsworth. This is it, huh? And Farmsworth. What's going to happen to him now? Just earthly remains for them to dispose of. Yeah. Yeah, but me, Mr. Jordan. Me. Joe Pendleton. Why, you and I will be moving again, Joe, and searching. Oh, Mr. Jordan. Why couldn't you give me just a little time? Don't you see? I'll lose her now. Betty. Betty. Don't fight, Joe. Leave Farmsworth. Joe. Leave Farmsworth. Over at the Martins the other evening, young Nancy had just come home from her Red Cross class. Nancy, Bill just called. He said he'd come for you about nine for that dance at the club. At nine, Mother? Oh, goodness. Well, I'll hurry. But I'm going to take time for my bath before I dress just the same. Of course, dear. I'll draw some warm water. And there's a nice fresh cake of luxe soap in the bath. Oh, Mommy, you're wonderful. This feels good. Golly, don't know what I'd do without my luxe soap beauty bath. I'm feeling better by the moment. Now I'm sure of being perfectly fresh. Gosh, I love the nice perfume luxe toilet soap leaves on my skin. Now to get dressed in a hurry. Hello, Bill. Oh, thanks a million. I feel good too. Gee, Nancy, I love to be near you. Your skin is so sweet. Looks as if Nancy's evening was going to be a great success. Well, she's one of those clever girls who follows the screen stars tip.  Here's what Claudette Colbert says. It makes a girl so attractive to have skin that's sweet. A daily luxe soap beauty bath makes daintiness sure. Why don't you take Hollywood's tip? Enjoy the luxury of a daily luxe toilet soap beauty bath. A luxury any woman can afford. For this fine soap with active lather costs so little. Buy three cakes of luxe toilet soap tomorrow. Now our producer, Mr. DeMille. The curtain rises on the third act, and here comes Mr. Jordan. Joe Pendleton's spirit is roaming the world again, this time without a body. For Farnsworth has been killed and his remains hidden. It's the night of the Murdock fight. Joe and Mr. Jordan walk slowly along the street in front of the arena. Quite a crowd in there, Joe. Would you like to see part of the fight? Oh, no, what for? There ought to be me fighting in there, not in Murdock. Just as you like. We can hear it on the radio at the cigar store down there. Read all about it, Farnsworth. Disappearance still unsolved. Police question. Hey, you hear that, Mr. Jordan? They haven't found Farnsworth yet. Where is he now? In the basement refrigerator. Tony Abbott and Julia got rid of him. Oh, refrigerator. Nice guy, that Abbott. There's the fight, Joe. Want to listen to it? Huh? Okay, sure. Murdock throws a right to Gilbert's body and a left to the head and another right to the body. Murdock is crowding. Gilbert in the ropes. Oh, there's a left to the chin and another right. That Murdock's a great fighter, Joe, and you know it. In your heart, you'd even like to be like him. Oh, me? Now they're out of it. Staggered. All of a sudden, Murdock's quit. I believe that Murdock was going like a bussail. Why should he quit? He was shot, Joe. What shot? By Gambler's from the ringside because he wouldn't throw the fight. What about him? Murdock, one of the cleanest guys in the game. Dick Murdock's, please. We've just got time to make it. One of the most sensational encounters of all time. It's... Hey, wait a minute. What's that thing Murdock's taken off the ring post in his corner? A saxophone. I didn't notice that there before. A saxophone. At our side, now the champ's going to rest. What am I saying? Am I going to say Murdock? What do you want here, cockle? Beat it. Oh, you don't. Let cockle in here, lefty. What's cockle got to do with you? Plenty, and you get out of here, lefty. You and the rest of them. Now get out. Yeah, the fine crooked manager you turned out to be. Now get out of here before I throw you out. Beat it. You must be nuts. Listen, there's just one thing I want to know, Murdock. I was listening to this fight and the guy said you had a saxophone. Where was it? Right here. That's it. Where'd you get it? That's Joe Pendleton's sax. He always had it in the ring with him. Don't you know me? Don't faint, don't faint. What are you doing in Murdock's body? Oh, I just took Murdock's body to help him out. He was shot. Look, a hole in his chest. Oh, Joe, what kind of body is this to pick up? I bet he'd get a doctor. No, no, it's nothing. Nothing you see with a bullet in you? Hey, Joe, what about Farnsworth? Where is he? Oh, he's dead, Max. Tony Abbott shot him. Tell the cops to look in the basement icebox. Oh, boy, they'll hang that Abbott high in a kite. Hello, Joe. Oh, hello, Mr. Jordan. Joe, is he here again? But would you mind waiting outside a minute?  I want to see her. Well, I'm pleased to have met you again, Mr. Jordan. Mr. Jordan, I'm glad you came here. How did you like the fight? It was a nice job, Joe. You made Murdock very happy. He was told how it came out. He was? Oh, that's swell. You fought beautifully, Joe, cleanly, scientifically. This is your niche, Joe. This is where you belong, where you were meant to be, world champion. Oh, no, not me. Murdock is. I don't mind helping him out, Mr. Jordan, but don't get me out of this. Joe? Yeah? Remember I said you wouldn't be cheated? Yeah. Nobody is, really. You were meant to be champion. You are. This is your destiny, Joe. You're going to go on being Murdock. What? Yeah, but wait a minute. You're forgetting about Betty. What good is anything if I haven't got her? That's a chance you have to face, Joe, but don't worry. You'll have everything that was ordained for you. Oh, I don't like it, Mr. Jordan. This is your road, Joe. From now on, you're KO Murdock. There'll be no more memory of Joseph Pendleton. And everything's going to be all right. Goodbye, Joe. Wait. What in here, Coco? Listen, will any fine finds wait, Bonnie? Just like you said. I don't get it. I don't know any finds worth. Oh, no, don't give me no answers like that, Joe. Well, have you got a fever, Joe? Oh, sure. You got a fever from being shot. Who was shot? You was. Look at your chest. You got a hole in your... Hey, where was it? Where is what? Do-do-do-do-do-do-bullet hole. You showed it to me. You're going crazy. Get out of here. I'm going around again. It's that guy, Jordan. What did he do to you, Joe? Why do you keep calling me Joe? Oh, look at me. Take a good look at me. Don't you know me? Yeah, I think so. Well, who am I? Well, don't you know? Got me doubts. You tell me. You're Corkle, Max Corkle. Hey, Doc, what's the matter with you? Do you know Joe Pendleton? Yeah, sure, I knew Joe. He's killed in an airplane crash. Yeah, that's right. Yeah, it's a tough break. Nice fella. Strictly on the level, too. Yeah, he certainly was. Yeah, I understand you are, too. Hey, how'd you like to manage me, Corkle? Manage you? Sure. Well, I've got to be running along. Hey, what's the matter with you? Come on, snap out of it. We're going to do all right, Max. Yeah. Any guys outside? Good. How's so long, Maxie? So long. Sorry, miss. You looking for somebody? Yes, Mr. Corkle. They said he might be in Mr. Murdock's dressing room. Don't I know you? I... I don't think so. No, no, I guess not. I thought for a minute I did. Funny how sometimes you feel you know people. Yes. Oh, your eye is hurt. Oh, it's nothing. It's just a little swollen. It's all red. It doesn't hurt. I'm Murdock. Oh. Ralph Murdock, and you're... Betty Logan. Hello. How do you do? Glad to know you. You interested in the fight game? I knew a man who was. Do I know him? Bruce Farnsworth. He... he was killed. Oh? Oh, sorry. Was he a friend of yours? I loved him. Yes, but I don't know. Maybe it was the kindest thing. He... he was so troubled. I... I don't seem to feel. Wait. What did you do that for? You touched my face. Your bandage was loose. I... I didn't mean to. Well, it felt kind of good. You know, you were looking at me just now. Kind of looking right through my eyes. What's that?  I just turned the lights out for a second. Just a warning. Everybody out. Oh.  I couldn't remember where. You didn't feel that, did you? Well, yes, I... I felt I was standing high up, looking out over the sea, and someone was swimming toward me, shouting something, something I... I felt I'd heard long ago. Yeah, I said, don't be scared. Oh, did you? People are always thinking they knew someone before in another existence. You know, I've had a feeling all night I was in a hurry to meet somebody I knew. Hey, there's a little place around the corner. There's a small little place called Mike's where I go after the fight. You wouldn't want to... No, I... I guess you wouldn't want to tonight, feeling the way you do about him. I guess not, huh? What was it he said? If I were to meet a fighter, I was too... I'd love to go with you, Mr. Murdock. Okay. Swell. Evelyn Keyes and James Leeson. Say a word to the folks in the radio audience, champ. Well, I'm sorry, I'll have to consult my manager. The champ wishes a state that it was a great fight. Oh, we'd have to say more than that. Think of the traditions of the ring. Can I get a word into Mom? Okay. The champ wishes for it at a state. Tell the women in our audience something about luck soap. You can mention that here. How about it, CB? I don't know, Evelyn. Well, I'm sorry. I just can't keep quiet about luck soap. How'd it get CB in trouble? Well, he should be. He doesn't want every woman to know what a grand complexion care luck soap is. I used it even before I came to Hollywood. That complexion is why I brought you to Hollywood, Evelyn. You've got a lot to thank luck soap for. What's the story in the next week, CB? Comedy or drama? Both comedy and drama, Claude. Because our play is the new Paramount motion picture Skylark. And our stars? Well, some of our brightest stars. The same ones you saw in the picture. Claude at Colbert, Ray Merland and Brianna Hearn. Skylark is the story of a girl who almost loses her husband. But when the girl is Claude at Colbert, well, I'll let you guess the answer. Oh, that sounds swell, CB. Good night. Good night. Our sponsors, the makers of luck's toilet soap, joined me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday night. When the Lux Radio Theatre presents Claude at Colbert, Ray Merland in Skylark. Mrs. Cecil B. DeMille saying good night to you, from Hollywood. Every dime and dollar you can give to your local Fight Infantile Paralysis campaign will be a vote of confidence for President Roosevelt on his 60th birthday. So fight with him to stamp out this disease. You can help too in the great war emergency drive of the Red Cross. Give all you can to the organization America always turns to in time of need. Kerry Grant is co-starring with Jean Arthur and Ronald Coleman in a new George Stevens production at Columbia. Claude Reigns will soon be seen in the 20th Century Fox picture Moon Tide. Evelyn Keys was heard tonight through the courtesy of Columbia Pictures and will soon be seen in Adventures of Martin Neaton. James Gleason appeared through the courtesy of 20th Century Fox and is now seen in my gal cell. Heard in tonight's play were Howard McNeer as the messenger, Bernard Sample as Tony, Tori Carlton as Julia, Thomas Mills as Cisk, and Charles Seal, Walter Nash, Edward Maher, and Eugene Forsythe. Tune in next Monday night to hear Claudette Colbert and Ray Milland with Brian Hearn in Skylock. Our music was directed by Louis Silvers and your announcer has been Melville Rueck. They are broadcasting system.