I Was a Communist for the FBI 002- I Walk Alone
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I Was a Communist for the FBI 002- I Walk Alone

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Communists for the FBI, starring Dana Andrews and an exciting tale of danger and espionage. I was a communist for the FBI. The story you are about to hear is based on the actual records and authentic experiences of Mathsavetics two for nine fantastic years lived as a communist for the FBI. Here is our star, Dana Andrews as Maths Savetics. Nine years of it, nine years of living behind a mask that made me an outcast among my own people, and from behind that mask, I saw these things happen. It's all in the record, the story and testimony of mien years as a communist for the FBI. In a moment, listen to Dana Andrews. That's Map Savetic. And now here is Dana Andrews. That's Map Savetic undercover man. This story from his confidential pile is marked I walk alone. Hello, I'd like to speak to mister Lawrence. Please, mister Lawrence Dick Lawrence Tilnes. Oh, this is Chuck Shuck. How are you. I haven't heard from you. I haven't been able to get near a phone booth. Something doing. Will you be in the office after midnight? I could be I may have something after the meeting tonight, big some guy imported from Moscow or Bucharest is going to address ourselves. He's supposed to have gotten his boot training practically with Uncle Joe himself. I'll call you right after the meeting breaks up, honey. I I don't know when it'll break up, be Shin Diggs last. Probably too late to do much anyway. Well, uh, how about dinner Monday night and on a show or dancing or something. I get it. So on Monday, Monday night. Okay, okay, honey, it's a day. Bye, going someplace, Mattie. Oh hi, Simon. I was having a sandwich at the sort of fountain. So are you going to the phone booth? Yeah? Just calling a girl. Yeah. I came over to ask you to join me for a biden. I couldn't help catching the end of it. Go back and finish your sandwich. Oh a smitic comrade. You saw, you know, I was talking to my girl, and you said the and tuned in. I have a private life, you know, Simon, private. Life after all these years and the party. Comma, I walk with you to the meeting, comrade, go together. I walked shoulder to shoulder with Comrade Simon Horvath, thinking, yeah, we go together, but we walk alone, all these comrades, but never a friend among them. We go to a piano studio on Pine Street. We're the last to arrive besides the five members of our cell. As a big man facing the room, he looks at me in comrade to Horvath, as though inspecting us for play. He looked like real trouble to any decent hardworking on the cover, man colmud helen Worth makes the introductions, and the big man's name strikes some kind of chord with me. I, Comradritchenkle comrade to comrade someone think, oh, what weren't you assigned to the Cleveland problem? Was I plugging secret information leaks? Plugging them poorly? It would seem sit down, though I have heard three copies of a most important letter, Comrade Civitic s Comra Secretary of the American Slave Congress. That's right, take this copy of the letter, commit. Its contents to memory. When you've done so, returned the letter to me. I found it that yeah, do not read it while I'm speaking. Sorry, copy for Comrade Helen work you, Comrade Wilson now briefly. First, yes, Comrade Civitic, I was assigned to the Cleveland problem. I'm sorry if I've been out of the border, Commander. There have been serious information leaks to the FBI. Only in Cleveland everywhere. However, my visit is not relative to that matter, at least not exclusively. Those letters contain the names and the segments of several highly trined comrades assigned to vital industries in this area. Memorize the names and everything about them to the last detail. You will be their contexts. Clear? And does that mean that will receive secret instructions to be tandled to these people. Memorize the names and everything about them to the last detail. I know you said that comment. I said that, and I said, you will be their contexts, and that is all I said. Clear, Comrade Civitic, Clear, learn your men first. When we have prepared to wish you orders for them, you'll receive those orders to pass on to them. Well, that's all I asked. That's all I wanted to know, and answered the questions excitement. Well, I mean, could he just have told me, Comrade Savetic. I'm sorry, Comrade Savitic, how long have you. Been with us. I can vouch for commad he joined us back. I'm read Cevetic will answer. I joined the party in nineteen forty two. Did you join with any questions in your mind? Then? No? Any reservations, no doubts, no lack of belief in your leaders? No? Then why not keep that. Healthy state of acceptance? That will be all be available for cuddin meetings? Go yeah, mister Dick Lawrence. Please Laurence speaking Chuck, go ahead. I can't talk to you over the telephone. Do you want to meet me some place? No, I've got to be on call. I'm mailing you a letter with my report. I can't talk. It'll knock you on your face. That's all. Use the new mail drop. Yeah, I know. Only look read the letter, copy it or photostat it or whatever you want to do with Get it back. To me quick, about a couple of days, as soon as you can. I've got to give it back in a hurry. I heard you a gold. Miner, commie, saboteurs, nuggets of no goods. Wait until you see this. They've got three of the boys and Adam bom. Installations, commies and Adam jobs. I don't say anymore. Put your report in that letter on the drop. As soon as possible. Any instructions. Yeah, your new telephone designation. Is r U d Y Rudy, got it. Your new contact name here is mister Fisher, got it. Keep in touch. I'll try Those guys suspect their own mothers so long. I go back to my room at the hotel. I'm supposed to be living with my folks, but my folks don't want much part of the son who turned and dispace the family. That's the way it is. I type out my. Report, sign my current code number, and close Revchinko's letter and address it to the new drop a little barber shop and a golden triangle where it'll be picked up by an FBI agent. I go out to mailie, then come back to my room and blow them up a little on the communist manifesto to look sharp to Rev. Chinkhole, and then I go to sleep. In the morning, I go out to breakfast. Hey, Mandy, my heart jumps, Comrade before that, has you seen me come out of the hotel money? I'm right, he silent. Oh you're doing in the State hotel just now? I'm peculiar. I eat. I was in the coffee shop. Don't you eat breakfast at home? I don't hang around home very much. You know that my folks don't like a communist in the family. Time they get used to it. And if such mother, and you know how it is? No? How is it? Well? After all he's my mother. A nice bourgeoise sent him. And that's why I don't like the party to call me there. The family takes messages for him. But they sure don't like it. They took one for you this morning, but didn't they ten? No? I left pretty early? What time? What time did you call? I didn't you just said that? Your genko call before? He's calling back? All the letters they just they said them last night. I figures overnight to study them? Is enough? Oh? When does he want the letter? He wants it two hours ago? Well I I don't have it, huh. Not only that is, I don't carry it around. It's home. I'll go home with you, I I I better call home first. All right, there's a drugster. I'll be with you. Why don't you go back and tell Rupchenko. I'll have a letter for him later today this afternoon. Let's see if they found it back home? All right? I'll phone him. I'll go with you. How to call the FBI and not let comrade for a back that my elbow know who I'm talking to and what. I'm trying to say. And I get changed from the cashier's calling for time. I just think of something. I dial, hoping that the commra doesn't notice that the exchange ideal. Isn't him the Stanley Avenue area. Lawrence is my conference. No, it's Fisher, now Fisher worse lucky Lawrence could sound like my brother's first name, the Fisher. My hand is shaking. Hello, Hello, hello, uh Fisher? Who oh, yes, I remember you want you? The insurance fan comes around once a month. Ready, Yeah, that's right. Remember me, I said I didn't need insurance. I was going to live forever. Well, now I don't know what is the mother there, mister Fisher. Go ahead. I had an important letter yesterday. Will you ask mom if I left it on my desk or someplace around. I need it urgently so soon, you said, two days? Well, will you ask her? Now? We haven't got the letter anymore. What we don't have the letter? Why? But what's wrong? You're right? It's big stuff, stuff like that we have to send on to Washington, and the original a copy won't do. I'm sorry, Well, when do you think mom will feel better? But oh it, uh won't be back until tomorrow at least, I see. I know this is a curve, but you take it from here. Well, I I don't know if I can see you right away, mister Fisher. I'm I'm with a friend and mom doesn't entirely approve of my political friends. Save it. I knew you were being tagged right away. Well, you'll stay with mom until she feels a little better, won't you. I'd really appreciate it. Sorry, ready, goodbye, mister Fisher. Trouble mother isn't feeling so well. Maybe I better go see you. What about ref Chenko? Explain it to him, forming William, Oh no, not me. Oh he'll understand. Maybe you can make him understand, not me. What's so special about this Revchenko or Nicolai Nicolaith or Thomashevsky? Wasn't there Thomas? Yeah? What? Who used to be with the n k v D now the m v D the Communist International Secret Police alias alias that Yeah, only we call him comrade Refchenko. He's gonna want to talk to you Comrade Savetti. Now back to Dana Andrews starring in I Want a Communist for the FBI and the second act of our story. That is all, Comrade Civetic, this is your story. Yes, Comrade Revchrinko. But no letter. But I've explained that. I learned my mother was ill, and I can't decide if it's why is the visitor under the circumstances. The only wisdom is to produce the letter, but it may take time. She's ill, and she resents me my family is at your mother's house. You say, yes, but I I did it very well, Comrade Robert, go with him the first house. Pat the lamp post driver five one oh two out here, that's right all the. Flag driver will be right on. I look silently. You know how my family feels about my going with communists. Why don't I go in first and see how mother feels and then sort of get it used to the idea of bringing another communist into the house. Huh oh, make it short. This taxis on. You don't forget. Oh hello, mom, oh, come in mack ye who waits outside in the tak tie. He's a friend of mine, Mom, friend, Mom, I've come to ask a very big favor of y'all. Oh you've got some trouble, Yeah. Pretty big trouble. Yeah, what favor? You won't like this, and I hate to ask it. I I want you to tell that man in the taxi that you think you burned a letter of mine you found around yesterday. I should lie for you. I said you wouldn't like it. You left the letter I found yes per day. And I burned it. And remember it was in a yellow envelope in yellow and below. You didn't read any of it naturally, This much at least is true. He knows you don't like communists, so then look all right if you're unfriendly to him. Oh that's keep. Who's had in the taxi? I'm saying, hello Tip? You Ben? Who's the guy in the taxi? Mom? I said, hello Tip, one of your crummy friends. He wants to talk to mom. Mom doesn't want to talk to him. Yes, Keepe, Why keep. Out of this? Tip? Why should I just keep out? Will you keep out of it? You don't know what's going on, so keep out. I don't know what's going on. Oh boy, I don't know what's going on. I'll call Simon. Stay where you are, mat teepee. Your brother he's in trouble. If he's in trouble with these chums, he asked for it. If he's in bad with the cops of the f the eye of his chums, get him out of it. I'm at simple elementary wise guy. He he's not my brother, while he's their comrade. Love tip. We've had this out the comrade and then a jam. All right. I went out of it, and I won't bother you again, just just this one, and I won't disgrace you anymore. Get out. He's older than you and did the old in the old country. This is a new country. This is the country some of my buddy's got hurt and killed for him. This here, this, this, what's the tip? What's the boy? Boy? You have to start something every time, don't you. You're lucky the rest of the family's at work. You know, Mom isn't well, and he starts some Mom. Isn't well, all drought. You're the one to horror Mom isn't well. Why isn't you well? No, that's a beauty. All right, you're the one to talk. I'm all through talking. My mom isn't well. Sure she isn't well, Oh sure, you're killing you. Get out, Get out before I hurt you. That's fine, Tid. Go on, all right, Tid. I wouldn't want my kid brother to hurt me. All right, goodbye. Mom. If that's your comrade, tell him we aren't having. Any alright, hot head, you're the big man today, Nazi. Tell your friend who come in? Thanks? Mom. You'll excuse me, won't you, Comrade? He looks swell in that navy uniform. Doesn't he? Natti Matti answered the door. Mom tells comde horvath are simple fiction, so convincingly that I almost believe it. He seems satisfied, but he isn't rev Chinkhole. On the way back to the headquarters, the taxi stops for a light. A newsboy waves the paper at us through the window. I don't hear the kid, I just see the headline. The words rush out at me. And Tayper gets bigger and blacker and louder until it explodes right in my face. Simple words that could be mildbituary. FBI sees his red Adam. Sabatur Holy, where did they get back? Yeah? I wonder. You still insist that the letters burned Comrade Civitic, that's what I say, Comrad Rotchenko, And that's what my mother told Comrade Horvat. Sure she said it, and it sounds good. I wasn't at the cremation. However, how do you account for the story in the newspaper's Comrade Civitic, I don't know. You don't know. We have leaks in the organization. It doesn't know, Comrade Hobart h Yes, Comrade Civitic, we have leaks in the organization. We try to plug them the best way we can. Copies of this letter with the three of us, Why aren't you gilling the other two? One at a time, comrade, and one thing at a time. And first things first? Why do I rate top priority? Comrade? The others returned their letters promptly, when order of you did not. They had their letters overnight, plenty of time to inform the press or or or the FBI. Comrade, do you suggest that some member of your cell has turned traitor? You are suggesting, aren't you? You're accusing me of treason, aren't you? As either one of us used the word treason to you or betrayal, No turncoat spy has either of us cried under cover agent. FBI. No, then why do you The implication is certainly strong, and it is your inference that is strong, Comrade Semetic. It makes me wonder, why why do you feel accused when we are merely trying to setch out an information week. They don't act as if you suspect me. We don't. No, a little disciplined comrade, some respective. We please sit down. I'm expect you're excited, all. Right, I'm excited. I'm mad. No, I've given years of my life to the Party. I've pounded picket lines for the Party and helped man your goon squads and. Gotten stone and spat off for you. I've proved my loyalty to the Seventh International in every possible way. I don't have a life of my own. My life belongs to the Party, hardly have a home for my own. Mother won't have me when my. Kid brother hates me because they think I've brought shame on the family in an early grave my mother, yeah, I can. See it on her. I can't help it. All. I believe in I believe in what I'm doing, and that's all just so. Yeah, your excuse, Comrad Celtic, I can go for the time being. When does the decision come off on this? Don't worry. We've been working on the twelve week chatted here working on an excuse st Vuish, What do you mean working? You may go, Conrad, I leave. I'm not kidding myself at my outburst of indignation. As fooled anybody maybe, but I know it will hinge on the work they were doing while we chatted. Whether I get disciplined or not, call it discipline. I don't dare I go to my hotel. I know I'm being watched. I've got to go to my folks home on Stanley Avenue because that's where the comrades think I live. So I go home again, call it home MATI, well, I had to come back. Mom, come in some creek's what's the matter? Two men were here? Oh, I don't know, They said, fbies, What do they want? Tell me? They said, find things about your MARCHI well, what fine things? Tell me? Wonderful thing? How you were not really a communist apoll, but the FBI feller, they told you that, How you were showing them up, pretending to be one of them, risking dishonor and think what fine things you were doing for your country, fine things, said. Please, what did you say? The truth? They loved what I told them, the truth. I told them you were a communist. She told them the truth. I'm glad she didn't know the truth. And this was why the FBI had told me never to tell anybody, but I was a Communist for the FBI, least of all my own mother. Because one day, two nice men with briefcases would come along and pay their respects to Mom and tell her what a fine job her son was doing for the FBI. Pretending to be air coming, and Mom's. Heart would burst with joy and relief and pride, and she'd fall. For the two smiling Communist agents. And their nice briefcases and FBI credentials, and her son would die in the gutter or some stinking black water front, or just disappear. That's how it would be if Mom ever knew the truth about me. I told them the truth that I wish my prey took oud that they were right, they were wrong. I'm sorry, Ma'm wrong. Those those two communists, you knew, who else would say such lie to me? I'm sorry, man, That's the way it is, though. Good Bye Mon. Marthy yeh, call me up. Once in a while some yeah. And that's how it is to be me. You live in a shadow, you have two people, and you're nobody. Your own family cast you out, nobody. We can turn to it. That's how it is with me. But I ask for it. I'm a communist for the FBI. I walk along. Our star Dana Andrews will return in a moment. This is Dana Andrews. Some of these stories we bring you are so strange and fantastic it's. Difficult to believe that they really happen. Of course, for obvious reasons, names, dates, and localities have been changed, but our stories are based on the real life experiences of Matt Sevedic, and they did happen here. Next week we'll go back to his file for another exciting adventure. We hope you will join us there
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