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1946-02-14 · Anaheim Gazette · page 11 of 12 · OCR glm-ocr
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SOMETHING INSIDE TOLD ME TO COME TO THE WATERFRONT! MUST BE THAT SIXTH SENSE WINSLOW TALKS ABOUT! AHOY! ANYONE ABOARD? FINISHED A STRANGER OUT OF THE WATER! OH BOY! OH BOY! LET'S HAVE A LOOK! AM 1 GLAD I CAME DOWN TO THE WATERFRONT! FINISHED A STRANGER OUT OF THE WATER! OH BOY! OH BOY! LET'S HAVE A LOOK! AM I GLAD I CAME DOWN TO THE WATERFRONT! SKIPPER, WHAT HAPPENED? H-HURRY...YOU'VE NO TIME TO LOSE....THERE'S TWO OF THEM...THEY HAD ME ABOARD THE COBRA! DON'T LET THEM GET AWAY! LET'S GET UNDER COVER---THE HEAT'S TOO HOT! I'D LIKE TO HAVE THE TORSO HERE! I'D WRING HER NECK! ME TOO! WHERE TO? LET'S GET UNDER COVER THE HEAT'S TOO HOT! I'D LIKE TO HAVE THE TORSO HERE! I'D WRING HER NECK! LOOKIN' FOR SOMEONE? YES, HAVE YOU SEEN A MAN WHO LOOKS LIKE... IS THAT HIM? ILL SAY IT IS! Miss Carlo Jones By Bob Oksner and Jerry Albert A MOMENT, SIGNOR BARDO! WE FEEL AN URGENT DESIRE FOR YOUR LUISA BORG! WH-WHAT DO YOU WANT? NO ONE COMES BARNE IS THAT HIM? I'LL SAY IT IS! A MOMENT, SIGNOR BARDO! WE FEEL AN URGENT DESIRE FOR YOUR COMPANY... IN THIS ALLEY! LUISA BORG! WH- WHAT DO YOU WANT? WE WON'T... COME, INSPECTOR, WEVE A JOB TO DO! I'VE BEEN SHOT AT, BLACKJACKED, GUNSLUGGED AND RUBBERHOSED! I'M TIRED OF TAKING! NOW I'M GOING TO DISH IT OUT! ME TOO! WHERE TO? LET'S SEARCH THE WHOLE WATERFRONT! TALK, YOU ROTTEN SCUM--OR YOU'LL NEVER TALK AGAIN! WHAT'S YOUR GANG OF HYENAS AFTER? TALK! ME TOO! WHERE TO? LET'S SEARCH THE WHOLE WATERFRONT! TALK, YOU ROTTEN SCUM--OR YOU'LL NEVER TALK AGAIN! WHAT'S YOUR GANG OF HYENAS AFTER? TALK! THE... SUN... CONDENSER... IN A FEW MOMENTS -- IF BARDO IS STILL HERE -- WE MAY PUT TOGETHER THIS WHOLE GORY JIGSAW PUZZLE! In Alatri... WHERE CAN I FIND ANTONIO BARDO, SIGNOR? THERE HE IS NOW -- JUST COMING OUT OF THE CHURCH! NO ONE EVER COMES HERE, BARNEY... YOU WROTE A LETTER TO DR. VILLANI, FRIEND--ABOUT SOME FANTASTIC SECRET I'M SUPPOSED TO HAVE LEARNED WHEN G-2 SENT ME HERE DURING THE WAR! AN AIR RAID BLASTED IT OUT OF MY MEMORY -- BUT VILLANI AND HIS THROAT-SLITTERS THINK I'M FOUR-FLUSHING! YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT BARDO! ISA BORG! WHAT DO YOU WANT? NO ONE EVER COMES HERE, BARNEY... YOU WROTE A LETTER TO DR. VILLANI, FRIEND--ABOUT SOME FANTASTIC SECRET I'M SUPPOSED TO HAVE LEARNED WHEN G-2 SENT ME HERE DURING THE WAR! AN AIR RAID BLASTED IT OUT OF MY MEMORY--BUT VILLANI AND HIS THROAT-SLITTERS THINK I'M FOURFLUSHING! YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT, BARDO! NOW TALK! I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN! I- EEN SHOT AT, CKED, GUNAND RUBBERI'm TIRED OF G! NOW I'M ING TO DISH IT OUT! NO... NO!... I KNOW NOTHING... SUN CONDENSER... WHAT...? CAIRO! LUISA! I--I'M BEGINNING TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING! R HAT'S R? THE... SUN... ONDENSER... SUN CONDENSER... WHAT...? CAIRO! LUISA! I--I'M BEGINNING TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING! BOB OKSNER