IWCF 037 Treason Comes in Cans

I was a Communist for the FBI, starring Dana Andrews and an exciting tale of danger and espionage. I was a Communist for the FBI. From the actual records and authentic experiences of maps evetics, how many of the incidents in this unusual story. Here is our star, Dana Andrews that mapsavetic oh for nine fantastic years lived as a communist for the FBI. For nine years, I managed to live on a communist diet, a diet of indigestible ideals and poisonous philosophy. But even I was shocked to learn that red poison came in can. This story may save you from a violent case of political tom. In a moment, listen to Dana Andrews as Mapsimatic under cover Man. Now here is Dana Andrews as Mapsimatic under cover Man. This story from the confidential file is Mark Creason comes in Cans. I should have been used to darkness by now. My life had become a series of grotesque shadow dancers for the FBI, with the comis playing the music. But you'll never get used to darkness when the. Shadows are alive with treachery, when the mist is. Like the breath of disaster. The fog hung like a soggy veil over this tiny water from town, the buildings, the blarry street lights. Everything seemed without shape or form, swimming in a limb or mist of darkness. Mm. And what was I doing here? Walking the wet pavements of this water upon street and was looking for one particular building, the home of the Oceanic Import Company of Food Importing, concerned that no one ever heard of. And there's no one but me and the commis who had sent me here. And then almost too suddenly the fog swirled with movement. A light appeared over a doorway just ahead. And the darkness spoke to me, spety, who. Was that white? Now? Oh, I've been looking for you, comrade, Who might that's this way in here? Oh? I stepped out of the darkness into the lighted doorway. A door closed behind me, M and it stopped blinking. I found myself facing the distinguished director of the Oceanic Import Company, Comrad Eric Wagner. He welcomed me with typical comed friendliness. You're late, spetic, I know that that fig costs the fog. Nevertheless, you're late, aren't you? Well? I suppose I aren't you alright? I'm late? Do you want a note from my mother? MM? I suppose your record for competence makes up for your lack of discipline. Yeah, come along, yeah, se down. Kay. You've been briefed on this project, I imagine. No. I was told a report to the Oceanic Import Company. I was to find you there. It looks like you found. Me this This is the Oceanic Import Company. This well, practically a barren room. Or we need now about your reason for being sent here? You know nothing about it? Oh h hm. Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, the foreign freighter will not appear. Two traighter. I didn't think this port had any overseas traffic. Very little. It's primarily a fishing town. But as I say, tomorrow at eighty two, okay, And that trader's cargo is a small trait of can tuna. It's listed for delivery to the Oceanic Import Company. Can tuna. That's right from the world is a party one with everything in time. Stety, everything in time. Oh, you on, you will meet that traighter in the morning. Comrade, as a representative of Oceanic Imports, you will check with the cargo inspectors to see that our crait. Is properly dispersed. That's all that create of can goods must not go astray? Why not because BEETI. In those cans of microfilm of top secret documents from the Communist International. Oh I see, well what sort of docu gus? The new revised plan for red action. Within the United States, the new timetable for the proletariat adapts. See, and goods seem to be going up in value. Yes, but if you should permit these can goods to reach the open market, the price will be frightened. Mm let's see. Yeah. Hm, anyway, o, Shanny's inboard company. That it got that there has a crt been checked through. Yes, not gonna be checked through tall h Greats gone gone? Yeah, what do you talk? There is a manifest right from the ship says the can tuna was damage and shipment started to. Spoil with bad in just a minute. Let me see that. Uh, there's black and the crater can stuff went bad last night. The crew dumped the crate overboard. It was there in black and white on the cargo report. All right, the. Crative can tuna had been tossed to the bottom of the murcy harp. Now the official red timetable had been put to sleep in the deep, out of reach of the eager comed, but I was still very much within reach of Comet Wagner. This report from the cargo inspector. Spetic, your short, it's. Complete, grad zer car rd's your coat right? Your coat? Put on your coat? Where are we going? I'm taking you for a post ride. I love Wagner. It's not my fault that the c by explaining anything. Spetic, just get your coat, you come along. Just one minute of the water, all right, let's go, just like. The American voice was the aesthetic, our own middle yacht and everything. Yeah, everything, Why. So glum, comrade, don't you enjoy the sea air. I'm a little fetter with this mystery routine. You've been giving me. My stake in this project is as great as yours, Wagner, and I don't know. Relax. I think I'm entitled. Relax. I'm about to show you exactly where our crate was thrown. Our crate is at the bottom of the art point through God's over there the entrance to the harbor. Just theyd our diligent comrades, tossed the crate off the frator into the water. Comrade, you mean we had party workers on the ship who you really didn't think the party would let so valuable a knight him out of his. Hands for even a moment. Well, the crate was tossed overboard at a specified point by specially instructed comrades on the crew of the plator. In this way we avoided the risk of a possible cargo inspection on the dock. Understand now, I guess though they like the hard way to do things. Though difficult perhaps, but save now note this location carefully, sthetic. It will be up to you to. Get the crate with the microfilm out of the water. Oh, I see, I see. You'll hire a diving crew, drench the bottom. Oceanic Imports will secure the permit. All he singory ain you with the water? Who is that doing that? Hollering? Go away with you? Moore, singory b more thing goes away? He carry me. One of those fool fishermen. Better change your course right now you're heading town his neck? Oh the other way, Ingory away with any water? Please? Hey there you eating? What are you doing? Let him change his course. He's out the stairs. Some easy fish, We're out the hole in the world. Ah, well, thank you operator. Here you are. A a am. Bigger, bigger this is red. Oh hi man, whyet still slashing around the waterfront? This is bigger. My little chums have tucked away a crate of hot microfilm. The FBI can use it. Yeah. Where is it? At the bottom of the harbor. At the bottom. Oh fine, can we reach it. I'll give you the location. I've been ordered to dredge it out for the commis, but I'll stall it off or you'll. Put the coast Guard right on it. Dig it? Hey, wait a minute, what's the matter? What about you? Won't your red playmates get wise? Well, if you get the job done tonight though, Matt, we don't wanna be fishing you. Out of the drink too, you know, get. It done tonight. I'll keep Wagner away from the shore. Now. Look, here's the location. Got a pencil, I have it. The fog that night was thicker than a shodden blanket that smothered all activity in the harbor. I kept Wagner away from the shuldar all right. But the fog kept the coast Guard away too. When Wagner met me the next morning. The common timetables were still asleep in the deep. Wagner, however, was very much awake. The diver had to get the create spetic all arranged. Well, I you know, the cruiser on here pretty expensive. I've been shopping around for a decent price. Price sthetic. Do you realize what the price will be if we lose those microfilms? No time for pose economy? Now? We did just get that job done, just. Couldn't be done night, Matt. You can figure a way to sweep the fog out of the harbor. We'll get that grate lifted. But Meager, I can't stow Wagner any longer. You've got to get that job done tonight. Fog and no fog. Well we'll try, Matt. We'll do it somehow. It just why are you in the office now, I've just got in. Why this is the second day you postponed the diving job. I know that the FOG's been awful super at. Night, yes, but the days have been clear enough. If you can't handle a simple task like this, Comrade, I. Can handle it. Wagner, don't worry about that. I'm not worrying SETI, but I suggest you start worrying a little more if the crate isn't out of the water, and then our hands tomorrow. M bigger. Well, this is rare, bigger. Oh, I've been waiting for you to call. What's the matter matter? You sure you gave me the right location. For that crate or we checked it twice, didn't we? Well, the Coast Guard had divers walking all over the harbor bottom. They called neverer each of it. No crate, no micropilm, nothing, nothing, Baker, It's. Got to be there. I know it's there. Maybe the tide or the currents or something. The Coast Guard knows enough to. Allow for that. The crate just isn't there, man. Somebody has picked it off the floor of the harbor and it's not the FBI. MM. Great, Great, We'll keep your boys around, bigger. They may be picking me out of the harbor neck. Now back to Dana Andrews starring at Mapsimeric and I was a Communist for the FBI and the second act at our story. The United States Coast Guard had spent the. Nights cowering the bottom of that murky hop, searching in vain for the creative communist microfilm. Now it was my turn. By early afternoon, I was on the bars with a diving crew and Comrade Eric Wagner, who had come along evidently to expose his nerve. Ending we inch toward the area beyond Point Prugus, with Wagner becoming increasingly jumpy. Every bit of the way. I was wondering how he was going to react when he learned the bitter truth. When hey, when one of the crew hopped from the deck of the tug to. The barge, say which one of you is Mitrosphennic I am what up? So? I was up there checking these instructions with the planet of the tug and. They're all right on pay your crew can understand them, can't pay? I mean, nothing is wrong, everything's fine. You're sure you want the divers to go ahead with this job? Well, yeah, that's what we hired him for. Huh, okay, you're the boss. Now just a moment. What's on your mind? Well? This crate we're looking for, it's a crater Cantuna fishing, Yes, of course it is. Is there any doubt about that? No? Just at one of them Portygee fishermen pulled in a whole crater cantuna the other day? What what this? Where? Where was the cash? He'd spread his nets right out there? Or we're going leastwise, That's what I understand. And you say he pulled in a case of can tuna. Here, that's all. I'm tired up with the dive. He was one happy fisherman, that guy. No, I ain't sure it was. You're crazy haul in but turned back. Tell a pilot to turn back. Don't be foolish wagoner. We've gone this far. We might as well turn back. I said. We can't let that fisherman. You you who's the fisherman? What's his name? I don't I know his name. I just see him once in a while on the docks. Who is the man? For the love of Heaven, who is he? Quit yanking up. My shirt, Mike. We'd like to find that fisherman. What did he look like? Well, like a fisherman. They all look alike to me. Well, isn't there anything that well you saw his boat, did it have a name or anything? You know? I come to think of a Spanish namer or maybe Portygeese, uh. Pal, you know, like a song poma. That's it. Turned back. We have to find it. Turn back, I say, plasten when you quit flaying it now, Pilot. To turn back immediately. It'll be a pleasure. More rocks about some crummy Kansas spoiled. Fish for the sake of that unsuspecting fisherman. I had to find him before Wagner did. If he'd open those cans and found that he could COMMI microfilms, the reds were licked. But if Wagner got to the fisherman first, he was in for trouble, bad trouble. Searching the harbor area, we found that most of the fishing boats were out at work on the water and wouldn't return until about sundown. As for the inevitable fog, it didn't help a bit. The only thing I could find with no trouble was Wagner. He stuck to my side like a barnacle with a complex setic. I hold you fully responsible for this mess. Me why me? If you hadn't postponed the diving for. Two day, cut it out. I intend to file a complete report of your laxity. But the control commissioner still of Wagner. We're wasting time this way. We ought to split up go in different directions. M might be wise. Look, you searched the south end of the harbor, and I'll cover this bay area. We'll cut the time in half. Good idea, A stetic don't stop looking till you find that boat, the La Paloma. Don't worry, comrade, I'm as anxious to find that fisherman as you are. The murky waterfront was well covered that afternoon. I roamed the bustling piers, creaking docks. I studied the flocks of fishing boats huddled at anchor in the crescent of the shoreline. A La Paloma seemed to have flown from her neck. I walked along the edge of the sea wall, trying to read the names on the boats that swayed at anchor below me. One boat swighed more than the others. As if to keep time with a loud singing that flowed. From a deck. That boat or the name Slopollo? You call me then yours? Yeah, that's your boat? See is mine? I won't either mind if I aboard God, come down to meg. You can't come. From me all life. I can try, okay, because take a chance, leave I go. Ah, Why does deers danion? You know how to mend in it. No, I'm sorry. I came to talk business. Fishing's my business, senor, So we talk about mending that. Well. Uh, I'm of the Oceanic Import Company. Uh huh. Yeah. We we import foods, can good tuna, fish, that sort of thing. Toner fishing. I import too. I catch a whole trade of cantona in my nest. Being importer, that's me. I give you competition. Eh Uh. That tuna you found, that's why I want to talk to you. You want them? I said you something pretty cheap? No, No, I don't think you'll want any either. The fish in the cans is bad. It's spoiled bank fish and can. Yeah. I hope you haven't eaten any spoiled tunic can poison you. You know. See see unknown you shore my tuni's. Bags in you. Look. I spent all day looking for you so I could warn you. I didn't do it because I needed to walk. See see. Maybe I better tell my wife. Eh, look, I'll do it for you if you like. After all, my company is responsible. You do it. You tell my wife. I'm mend okay. Uh, where do you live? Right down the bay shore? To know? Two tu one bay shore over that way. Okay, Oh, my name is Sevee. What's yours? Camarina Pieto Tamrina, my wife, she's marine. You see her. Make her give you up the kentish. I hope she won't mind my butting ends. Go on, you tell it, but I mean go hey, you'll be quiet about it. Do not wake the baby. Well, I was gonna lead you now I'd found a fisherman, and I knew now where the crate was located. I was all set for the home stretch. I looked up the judge of the distance from my little leap back to the sea wall, and suddenly I knew. My lead was gone. There on the sea. Wall, looking down at tame Arina and me was come and wagoner, come up here a steak? Sure, give me your hand. You found the boat in the man I see esthetic Uh huh did he have the crate? Uh no, Uh he hasn't. Then where who has it? I'm I'm not sure. Come on, let's walk. Oh what is a tame Arina? You are gone? I told you my house that way, losing your sensitive direction sthetic. Come on, see. Missus, tam Arina. What do you want I'm mathetics. This is mister Wagner from the Oceanic Import Company. No, not nothing today. It's imperative that we talk to you about him, my baby. We must talk to you now right now. Of course a horse and you're not so loud there. We just talked to your husband. It's about that creative canned food he hauled in the other day. So it is he No, it belongs to our company, madam. We've come to claim it or nobody claim it? Yeah, to haul it from the water in heath. Now, what's not yours? Well, let me explain, missus Tamarina. That canned fish is bad. It's rotten, boiled bad. Why all that bad? No good? Can't you understand that. You're If you wake my baby, I call or call a cop. You'll do nothing of the sort. You you you that's there, You wake my baby? Have your son yours? Hi away? Have you missus Marina? Please? This is important, go away, go madam. You're a fool. If you eat that tan stuff, you may kill your whole family. Muh here, huh. The tuna fish is no good. It's poison. That's why we threw it to the bottom of the harbor. Who like that is dangerous? Oh okay, some of them to my sister. Will we never see the end of this chase. Where does your sister live? Oh? Come, come in. I must keep the baby and my secret. She lives on the street right close to the they shot. Send baby. Said it. Stay here, I'll get the sister. Now. Now you stay with missus Samarno. I can make it faster. You get along better with this one. They put I'll be back. There was no time to argue. Now I had to get away from Wagner in a hurry. I ran towards Missus Tamarina's sister's house asset, and kept right on running till I reached the bait shop. There was a payphone on the rear wall. I started dialing the local FBI. Office, but I realized that by the time they'd covered the distance, Wagner and the microfilms would be gone. Hello the police headquarters. For a signor a policeman to my house. Hurry I live at at two to one based short signor. A man is trying to steal from my house. Hurry please eh a name? Uh oh me, my name is Timorina. You got that? Pietro Tamorina. I knew the local police would find Wagner there all right, but to make sure the evidence was found too, I called. The FBI and told them to. Follow through on Wagner's arrest. Once those microfilms were linked to Wagner. One more red would be erased from the Kami spectrum. In a matter of minutes, the police car zoomed by the bait shop and stopped at the time Arina phone. I walked away from the phone and turned inland, away from the shore line. The fog was beginning to. Roll in from over the water, a foggy veil to hide the face of the waterfront. At this time, the fog was like a welcome friend. It gave me cover, obscurity, the security at dockness. But when you must wallow in treachery to defeat treachery, you learned to greet the gloom more readily. You walked more as the surely in darkness. As long as you. Walk alone, Dana Andrews will return in just a moment. This is Dana Andrews, Ladies and gentlemen. It was Ralph Waldo. Emerson who said, we want a state of things. Which allowed every man the largest liberty compatible with the liberty of every other man. We have that state of things in America today, one hundred and fifty million definitions of the word liberty, one for every citizen of the United States, and room for every one of them to flourish. That in itself is the essence of liberty. In a story you just heard, names, dates, and places are fictitious to. Protect innocent persons. Many of these stories are based on incidents. In the life of Matt Sevedk, who worked under cover for the FBI. Next week, another fantastic adventure. Join us, then, won't you