While the City Sleeps

If they're to make

their decisions right,

They have to have

all the facts that we-

Oh, I didn't mean to cut you off, but...

Amos!

Announcer:
it's 11:00,

Amos! Amos! And Kyne enterprises,

Including the Kyne newspapers,

Kyne press service,

Kyne photo service,

And Kyne weekly, present

The distinguished author, columnist,

And Pulitzer prize winner...

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Ladies and gentlemen,

Most newsmen value a beat.

Here's one I wish I didn't have.

A few moments ago,

Amos Kyne passed away...

hello?

Yes?

Woman:
the gentlemen are here, Mr. Kyne.

Where did they locate him?

At the stork club.

Where else?

Yes, sir.

You three.

Ed's to wait.

Gentlemen, except for Harry,

I'm afraid I don't know you.

It is terrible about your father.

Yes.

You are, uh... mark loving?

Loving:
that's right.

And just what do you do around here?

I run Kyne newswire service-Kns.

I presume you've checked our

handling of your father's death.

Any suggestions?

The newswire.

Yes, uh...

yes, we must talk about that soon.

You must be, uh...

Jon day Griffith.

I sweep up the floor,

And I'm editor of the sentinel.

I'm also advisory editor

of the other 9 papers.

Are you responsible for the

fact that a cheap murder was

Featured on the same front

page as the death of my father?

The old man wanted the

story played up big.

'Course, he didn't know

then he was going to be news.

But inasmuch as it

was his last request-

Walter, I have arranged a copyrighted

feature on the old man's life.

Shall I give it to mark

to send over the wire?

We'll see.

Harry, it's been a long time.

How's Dorothy?

We must have dinner soon.

I just wanted to tell you three that,

At the moment, I contemplate

no changes in personnel.

So for the time being,

None of you has anything to worry about.

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