Five Came Back Page #4

Please leave us alone. What

we do is our own affair.

It's no use, Alice. We've

got to talk sometime.

If I make a statement,

Will you promise to

print exactly what I say?

You bet we will.

Sure thing.

The reason we're being married

is because we're in love.

The reason our parents object

Is because they don't

think we've sense enough

To know our own minds.

That's the truth.

That's the whole story.

No mystery, no scandal, no nothing.

Where are you going to be married?

Panama city. Tomorrow.

Would you mind standing

there for a picture, please?

Get out of there, will you, boy?

I want to make this romantic.

Thank you.

So she's his secretary.

So what?

I bought their breakfast for them.

Come on, boy.

What do they say?

Keep on going.

Weather at panama is zero, zero.

He thinks we're about

in the middle of it.

Can we get above it?

We'll try.

But I think it's the

same clear to the moon.

Will you leave that radio alone?

It's going away from our station so fast

I have to keep retuning it all the time

Or we won't get anything.

It's too bad we're not a

little further south, Mr. Ellis,

I could point out the most

interesting territory...

The home of the Jivaros,

a tribe of headhunters.

Oh, I've heard a great

deal about them, professor.

When they kill an enemy, they cut

off his head as a trophy of war.

Exactly. I must write a book

about the Jivaros sometime.

After obtaining the head of an enemy,

They slit the skin from

crown to nape of neck

And remove the skull.

Then they fill the empty skin

With hot sand or gravel and sew it up.

I believe I told you, my dear,

That has the effect

of shrinking the head

To the size of a large orange.

Will you please be quiet?

And in

several days...

I asked you to be quiet.

You're a very unusual fellow, Mr. Crimp.

Are you a simple maniac

depressive or a schizophrenic?

Your nerves are going

back on you, Mr. Crimp.

I'd rather have a drink.

You'd be better without it, sir.

Will we be out of this soon?

Yes, miss. These tropical

storms go faster than they come.

May I lower your berth?

Sandwiches?

No, thanks.

Doesn't seem to bother him any.

He's like a baby.

Lawrence...

tell the driver to be very careful.

Yes, ma'am.

We interrupt this program

to bring you a special bulletin

From American press.

The end of a notorious career

was reached in the gutter

Outside the Winslow hotel

in san Francisco today

When Michael Mulvaney was shot to death.

Mulvaney, one-Time

big-Shot mob leader,

Was riddled by a dozen bullets

When he attempted to shoot his

way out of a trap set for him

By members of his former gang...

shut that thing off!

Who resented

his attempt...

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