IWCF 014 - Rich Man, Poor Man

I was a Communist for the FBI, starring Dana Andrews in an exciting tale of danger and espionage. I was a Communist for the FBI. From the actual records and authentic experiences of Mat Sevetic come many of the incidents in this unusual story. Here is our star, Dana Andrews as Matt Savetic two for nine fantastic years to live as a Communist for the FBI. Love be I love to A dedicated red is the business of the idol. During the nine loveless years I spent is a Communist, I learned that hate is a business too, a big business. I'd like to tell you how the hate business pays off in the red. In a moment, listen to Dana Andrews. That's Matt Savedic undercover man. Now here is Dana Andrews. That's Matt Sabetic undercover man. This story from the Confidential Philo is Mark rich Man poor Man. A communist cell meeting can take place anywhere in the loft on a dark street, perhaps, or in your neighbor's rumpus room, in the rear of a candy store, or in a fashionable peenthouse. This meeting was held in the home of our cell leader David Bowden. Comrade, good news, Cobrade, delightful news. The plum has been chosen for our exalted costs, a fat, right, juicy plum. His name, the name of our plum, the irony delights me, simply delights me. His name is Jules. Jordan, the same, a millionaire with a social conscience, publisher. Of that great liberal weekly, Open Thought. Comrade Bowden, Ah, comrade, look worried for this man as Jules Jordan, with his bourgeois conception of liberalism. I don't trust him, Comrade s BEPI. Jordan is obviously a capitalist who fears the inevitable revolution. We have been assigned to put his millions to work for the Red master Plan in the past few weeks. I'd make it a point to become friendly. With mister Jordan. Quite friendly, in. Fact, he now comes to me for advice on the editorial policies of his magazine, One Liberal to Another. That sort of thing. You work fast, Comrade Gowden. This assignment is my responsibility, Comrade Sabethis. Success is my success within the party. Failure there can be no failure. Good good, I'll need competent, trustworthy assistance. You will help me, Comrade Golden, I'm honored. When he has the menuclease. Hm oh, here you are. There's red on the m. Mm red on the sea. You're losing weight. Man. It's understandable, isn't there? They're not suspecting Manna, I. Don't think so. I just got a new assignment assistant to our seleator, David Bowden. Jobs to suck Jules Jordan into the party. H that's a new twist, a red millionaire. How come they pick Jordan. His magazine for one thing, they'd like to print it in red ink? What about Jordan himself? He's a perfect patsy, young naive, worried about doing some good with the doe he inherited. He thinks he's a liberal, but the comedy he think he's a chump. He started work on him. Bowden's become real palsy with him. He's even advising Jordan how to run the magazine. Ouch and the next step, just run the magazine. When does the FBI stepping you? Better wait? There may be more to this than I know. I'll keep in touch. You're bound to have trouble when half of you is communist and the other half is human being. My communist half was supposed to consider Jules Jordan a wealthy chump or sucker, to be despised and exploited. The human half of me, however, couldn't help feeling he was a decent, honest guy. As I grew to know him better, that was easy to understand. His two greatest loves, his wife Jane, and his weekly magazine. It's not a pressiest man. Beautiful music, beiful, beautiful music. Be sure it isn't just playing noisy. Jordan's pretty presses are supposed to be noisy. Let the whole world know how important they are, can't hear you? I don't tomorrow out a good idea. There's something I want to talk to you about. Oh, you and Bowden have been hatching up another improvement for the magazine. I can feel it. One In thanks, are me wrong? Boden tells me that Harry Ranier fired George. Krevco crepco Repcoco. Oh him, yeah, incompetent writer. I understand he's red. He was recommended by Bowden. You know well. Heck, David can't help it as the man who wrote bad editorials. But Renier never consulted us. Harry is the editor, Matt. He has the right to fire a man who can't do the job. This might interested you. Krevco has been unable to find work since he left here, No kidding? Is that bad? Huh? He has a wife and three children. Gosh. The reason George Krafcoe can't find work is that he's been branded a communist by your editor, Harry Ranier. Well, Liz, he a commis why not ask missus Krebco and the three kids. Look, Matt, if there's anything I did directly between you. And your conscious Jules, see you later. Ah, Matt, you were superb. Shut the door. I heard it all on the speaker. You followed instructions to the letter. Come right, thanks, Comrade Bowden, tell me something. Does Comrade Krebco have a family? Of course not the Jordan will never know that, Willie. It made me sick just thinking about it. But evidently the germ that had been planted in jewles Jordan's conscience to affect immediately. The following night, David Bowden and I were invited to dinner at the Jordan home. Jules was his usual genial self lighthouse, but gracious, charming. His wife Jane was charming too, but cold, cold as I. What's the matter, Janney, you don't seem to be with us? Oh, I guess my mind was wandering which way, missus, Jordan for the right or to the left? Politics again, very strange, strange. Yes, other men talk about their families or baseball, or that terrific weekend in Atlantic City, or have you read any good books lately? Not you. You and mister Bowden seem to be impaled on one subject, politics, the revolt of the masters. Jane, I invited them here to talk politics. I'm sorry, Jules must be the woman in me the objects. As for the revolt of the masses, missus, I'm sorry. Here's what I had in mind, gentlemen. After Matt left yesterday, I did a lot of thinking about what's his name? The fellow who was fired, Yes, Crepco. I'm sure that Harry fired him on the basis of his ability alone. But still, if he's been branded a comedy, he's. Been unable to support his family because of it, and that bothers me. It really does. I'd like to do something for Crabco. I can't help feeling. Response I've stopped CREPCO. Mister Jordan, what do you mean? I think David means that there are many individuals in this country today who are being persecuted for their views. CREBCO is just one of foul. Well, I can't really help thousands? Why not? Why not? Well? After all, I after all, what mister johnans w desert anyone? After all, what. Mister you miss well? Thank you? Look suppose a man likes a crabco, gets fired, needs money, can't get a job all because of mistaken ideas about his politics. Now, isn't there some place he can go for financial health legal aid? Well, there are a few organization, none that has been set up specifically for that purpose. There's no fund as such available to unfortunate or victims of political persecution. You know something, folks, I'd like to set up that fund, Jewels for Heaven's sake. We could call it something like, oh, fun for freedom, American Liberty Fund. How's that? Hey, that's great, American Liberty Fund dedicated to the preservation of security for the individual or something like that. You probably want a charter from the government. They're hard to get, Jews. How do you expect to get a charter. You're considered that fellow traveler. You've been hanging yourself on the party line. Begin I've told you a million times they can consider me anything they please, but they can't consider me a COMI. It's just unfortunate for some of my ideas coincide. With a red Unfortunate is right. Certainly, Missus Jordan will agree that the man of your husband's means should have no trouble securing a charter. This is a mercenary world. Do you know money is influence? The remainder of the evening was miserable. While Bowden and Jordan buzzed and fussed over plans for the American Liberty Funds, Missus Jordan burned withering glances across the room at knee. Finally, after a small eternity, it was time to leave. I paused in the open doorway to button my coat. Yes, I'd like to ask a favor. Of you, of course, Missus Jordan's believe it or. Not, I've never interfered with my husband's work before, but you and your friend has changed all that. Let my husband alone, Please go away and let him alone. Are you afraid of losing him to a greater cause, Missus Jordan, is our influence stronger than yours? No, no, it isn't. I won't let it be. I think I love him more than you love that that greater. I'll be right there, David. No need to make a contest of this, Missus Jordan. Some things are inevitable. Like to leave all to the math exactly. It's a difficult thing to be hated by a beautiful woman. But in this case there was one consoling thought. If Jeane Jordan could hate me violently enough, she might prevent her husband from becoming ensnared in the communist web. That web, by the way, was being drawn tighter and tighter about him. The charter for the American Liberty Fund was granted before I could have my FBI contact stop action on it. And then my red caill leader Bowden introduced a new element, something I had hoped to be able to avoid. So down't come. I want you to listen to this. What is it? Perhaps you wondered why I mistrusted that Harry Renier. I recorded this conversation and Jules Jordan office this morning on tape. Those hidden microphones are invaluable, aren't they? Standard procedures very practical. Listen those two friends of yours, Jewels, the place is crawling with red. Relaxed, Harry, you're getting giddy. Hiddy, giddy. Wake up, Jewels. Check up on your personnel, check up on the content of your magazine. No matter what measures I take, the stories come right out from under Stalin's with spash. And I've been expecting this from Nier for some time. These things yourself, Jewels, if you'd spend less time without American Liberty Fund, what's your beef about that? If you notice where that money is going. Your money is being used to bail out commie goon boys, to give a bunch of red plug. He's a chance to see what you mean about Renier Krad, But I think he feels a need here keeps things in proper perspective near as dangerous comrades. You will please see that he's eliminated. Hi, how anywhere you see fit as long as it's quick lasting. Now back to Dana Andrews starring as Matt Savetic and I was a communist for the FBI and the second act of our story. Now then you'll enjoy these reports. I'm sure. First of all, the American Liberty Funds. Contribution from our inadvertent alive to Jordan have brought the total up almost two hundred percent since its conception of its expenditure. Seventy percent that's gone out as direct aid, direct aid, mind you, to members of our party. This, of course, will increase as time goes on. Comrade Sebtic, will you report on the progress made within mister Jordan's magazine? Thank you, Comrad Boden. I'm happy to announce that as of today, sixty five percent of the personnel on Open Thought are actively contributing to our exalted cause. The editorial policy is now closer than ever to the party line. In fact, some of the more reactionary American congressmen have already hurled charges against the magazine and mister Jordan. A question, please, conrade, Yes, aren't we defeating our purpose by calling attention to our success within this magazine? Comrade Borden, These subtleties of the plan have escaped you. Comrade, we're more interested in Jordan and his millions than in his magazine. Yes, but how can we get him into the party? Remind me, Spedi, no important assignments for that fool. My dear Comrade Jules Jordan doesn't realize it yet, but everything he touches turns red. His magazine, his American Liberty Fund, his companions, his employees, the eyes of bourgeois Americans is a traitor. This will become more and more evident as our pressure increases. Then the final dias cast. Mister Jordan will have no place to turn for sanctuary, but here among his comrades and fellow workers in the Communist Party. Now do you understand, Thank you, Comrade Boden good and you SIDETI have you arranged for the elimination of Harry Ranier. Yes, tonight, Comrade Gooden, Tonight bigger's be baker. This is red. Oh it's about time that is worried. Listen Bowden wants me to liquidate Harry Ranier. Who's he editor of Open Thought. He's too suspicious of us. Can't you get out of it, funny man, It's got to be done tonight. Tonight, You've got to help me start talking. I've arranged to pick up Rnier at his home about ten o'clock. I'll drive out Highway fourteen to about three miles. Seems to me it's pretty late to be visiting the Jordan's. Jules insisted on having the meeting tonight. Harry, you know how he is here, But what's the big rush? I don't know. Something about red infiltration on the magazine. Well, maybe the bus is waking up at last. That car back there, it's been behind us since we left the office. Yeah, I hadn't noticed. Funny that car is still back there. I'd swear it was following us. It's got the jitters or something. I don't know. Maybe, say, isn't it taking us a long time to get to the Jordan's? Same as usual? Oh what are you turning here for? They? Hey, hey, wait a minute, we're nowhere near the jordan Sit down? What is this? Where do you think you're the quiet? But yeah, nothing is going I don't like it. I'll stop the car. Let me out of here. D still, Harry, you'll get hurt. Hurry, Harry, I'll go. All right. We're gonna ask here where you are. You won't get hurt. What if it's all about what do you figures? Where from the FBI? FBI, I don't understand. You want for a while to take care of him. Boys, see that nothing happens to a beaker, and he'll be all right, and that a little confused. Let's say, at least a coming knuckle gang will get to him. I'm not you mean, what are you going to tell you? A little red teammates and lies. After working with him this long, it's easy to lie, especially to them. I'm methetic. Do I understand you correctly? You've turned Harry Renier over to the FBI. That's right, Comrade Bowden. I planted some false credentials in his desk and reported him as a Communist agent. A communist ation me, delightful, delightful. A communist agent, Comrade svedif you ever delicious, send to you the irony appeals to me. Delightful. I'm planted at common and now. Now we must swing into action. We must report this news to Jordan. To Jordan, of course, he'd be very broken up about it. Renier was his closest friend. He'll need us to advise him more closely, now so closely that we will be running the magazine after all, How can Jordan trust his own judgment? His best friend turned out to be a Communist agent. I hadn't expected this at all. Boden was using my plan for a new safe keeping to bring about Jules Jordan's downfall. There was no time for me to undo what I'd done. Only one chance was left, Missus Jordan. I had to make her hate me. Her influence over her husband was strong. I knew that the best way to put this influence to work was to make her hate me violently, bitterly. I don't understand it. I I just can't understand it. Harry, it was always such a sensible guy. I've known him for years. He just can't be a red agent. I won't believe it. Accept Thanks, mister Jordan, no matter how brutally see. But Harry is the last guy in the world too. I don't know. I don't know reason, Jews. Reason motion is useless at a time like this. You're not being much helpless to say, look, would you mind, Fellows? I think I'd kind of like to be alone for a while and figure this mess out. Please go. Jews is awfully upset. But the logic is so clear, so crystal clear. We know now why your friend are here tried to turn you against Yeah, yeah, okay, ok. This explains why he disagreed with our editorial suggestions, why he accused us of planting rents on the staff when he was the biggest rent of them all. All right, all right, mister Bowden, will you please let Jews alone. It's important that your husband realize these facts. Now, Dan, it's important that you both let him alone. Can't you see It's okay, honey, it's okay. This display of shabby sentimentality is certainly a poor substitute for reason. It may be poor, but it's the only one we've got. Now, get out, both of you. Get out. Not yet, missus Jordan. Indeed not. Your husband must realize his responsibility to his employees, his readers, to the ideals his publication stands for deals whose ideals Here's Harry's or yours ours? Of course, all others are mere delusion. Get out here, Get out, honey, honey, Take it easy, Let them up. They've been right all along. They can handle it better than I can. Your magazine You can't. Let's see, they said, Honey. Who am I to tell him what's right and wrong? I can't even pick my friends. At least I know David matter right thinkers. Thank you, mister Jordan. We'll go now. Jewels, for the love of Heaven. Listen to me, Jewels, please, please, You've got to listen to. Me, Henrit Smitty. I can understand now why Jordan had so much affection for these presses. Now that there are ours in spirit fleet, and soon the rather broken spirit of Jules Jordan will be ours too. Here to be commended, Comrade Bowden. Thank you. You own mind if I take full responsibility for this project, will you? That's all you deserve? It interesting how the humiliating prospects of failure seem less sinister from the pinnacle of success. What's happening down there? The press is there, they're stopping. You've gotta see what's wrong. That thing's wrong, gentlemen, they're just not working anymore. Short the presses are out of business, and so are you. Well what's that mean, Jules? As of right now, the magazine known as Open Thought is closed, finished, dead finished. Well you can't what's the reason for that? I have a wonderful wife, Sebetic. She explained a few things to me. How you run a self respect magazine right smack into the mud. How you sacrifice my best friend, how you tried to break up my home, turn my friends against me, ruin my reputation with that American Liberty Fund, by the way, that stopped when the president stopped. But if you do all this, Chldren, what will become of me? Didn't know you cared that much abouten. I've never been sure what your angle was. But it doesn't make sense. Nothing made sense since you wented my life. So you may go now. But this means fative. The magazine is dead. The American Liberty Fund is dead. As far as I'm concerned. You're both dead. Get out Dead. Field by ju oh Sebetic. Yes, just to keep your ego where it belongs. My wife mentioned that she hates the ground you walk on. To the white jewels, So do I. It goes on and on and on, the hating, the bitterness, the chaos of mind and souls. Bowden is gone now. He never appeared at another cell meeting. The Jordan's they're around somewhere, nursing their bruised ideals. Harry Reire is free and safe, but none of them can never know the real story, the full story. They'll continue to hate the ground. I walk on the ground. I must walk alone. Our star Dana Andrews will return in just a moment. This is Dana Andrews with a word about the story you've just heard. In this story and in all others, names, dates and places are fictitious to protect innocent person. Many of these stories are based on incidents in the life of matts Vedics, who worked under cover for the fbis next week another Fantastic Adventures. Join us, won't you