The Mad Doctor of Market Street

Good evening, Saunders.

Good evening, doctor.

Well, have you made up your mind?

Well I, thought I'd like to talk to you again.

All right.

I can think of nothing further to discuss however.

Other then to say that my offer still holds

good and I'm anxious to proceed.

You see I've gone as far as I can

in my scientific research among the lower animals

and my experiments in that field

met with complete success.

But it obvious that my findings will

not be accepted for the medical world

until they have first been demonstrated upon a human being.

And if your experiment fails?

Oh, have no fear my dear boy.

Have no fear.

All these have been placed in a state

of suspended animation for various periods of time.

During which previously induced diseases

have been completely cured.

Do you know what that means man?

Disease, the scourge of humanity will be cast out.

Human beings will be placed in

a cataleptic state until a cure is effected.

Then resuscitated and returned to normal life.

Think of it man.

The span of human life will be prolonged indefinitely.

And think of the part you're playing

in this great boon to mankind.

Right now my interest in mankind

comes a little closer to home.

How long do you think your wife

and family had a square meal?

Too long.

Well uh, wouldn't a thousand dollars go

a long way towards solving that problem?

How long would you wanna keep me that way?

Oh, only long enough to substantiate my theories.

If anything happens, you'll see

that my wife gets this money?

Nothing will happen my dear boy, nothing.

Now, let me have your coat.

That's right.

Now take your place on the table,

roll up your right sleeve and relax.

You should've gotten in touch

with us sooner Mrs. Saunders.

I had to come all the way from sunnyvale.

I, I didn't realize what he planned to do until,

until he didn't come home last night.

This is not the first complaint

we've had about this self appointed doctor.

If we can just get something definite on him,

we'll do the public a great service.

Give it the shoulder.

All right, break it down boys.

O'Ryan?

= afraid we're too late.

For years the medical profession has feared the results

of this outlaw scientist's experiments.

We've done everything in our power to curve his activities.

Pick up Ralph Benson, 5'9" tall, gray eyes, heavy set.

Wears a close cropped beard.

Last known whereabouts are

the vicinity of market and peck streets.

Wanted for murder.

= flash.

At 7 o'clock this morning a general police call

was sounded for one Ralph Benson.

A pseudo scientist wanted for

the alleged murder of r.B. Saunders.

It is believed that Saunders came

to his death while a subject of Benson's experimentation's

in the realm of suspended animation.

The medical profession has joined hands with the police

in an all out effort to apprehend

the mad doctor of market street.

Oh, miss wentworth?

When you get a chance will you introduce

me to that swell lookin' niece of yours?

= I'm the niece.

= huh?

Well can you imagine that?

Oh uh, I'm sorry.

= Patricia?

Patricia?

Why hello aunt Margaret, how darling you look.

Do you know Mr. Hadley? Oh, yes of course.

How are you Mr. Hadley?

Why, fine thank you.

It's so nice of you to ask me to dance.

You don't mind do you pat?

= well there isn't much I can do

if Mr. Hadley prefers you.

Why, you didn't say

anything about that. Oh, don't say another word.

If it were any other woman but my aunt I'd be jealous.

Put on your shin guards.

Next time I have a niece she's gonna be younger then me.

Tell me more about Shanghai, Mr. Hadley.

I just love the Chinese.

They're so, so oriental.

Do ya?

Yes.

Well, good evening miss wentworth.

Oh, hello.

= you remember me?

I'm your deck steward.

Why ves, of course.

How are you?

I'm fine thank you.

Would you like to dance?

Why, I'd love to.

The deck steward's place is on the deck.

Remember that.

= yes sir.

I'm sorry.

But I...

Well colonel, do you still think he's on board?

There's no question about it captain.

He must've dyed his hair or shaved his beard.

He might be a little difficult to identify

but we've got over a week before we get to New Zealand.

It isn't a very pleasant thing to know

that you've got a murderer loose on your ship.

You see, an ordinary killer is easy to catch.

This fellow Benson is clever, very clever.

And a little crazy.

I wouldn't be surprised.

Excuse me, you're wanted on the bridge sir.

Very well.

Do you wanna come along?

No thank you, I'll see you later.

Evening Mr. crandall.

Oh, it's you Mr. Graham.

Yes, I thought I'd take a breath of fresh air.

It's rather stuffy in the salon.

= thanks.

You're getting off in New Zealand, that right?

Yes.

What's your destination?

= Australia.

You have business in New Zealand?

Not vet.

I'm going to take a look around

and if I find a suitable location.

What's your line Mr. Graham?

Antiques.

Oh, look.

There's a ship.

Must be five miles away.

There's something fascinating about passing a ship.

Yes there is.

Must be a freighter.

No, I think that's a passenger boat.

Suppose I might be wrong but...

= man overboard!

Man overboard!

Man overboard!

= man overboard sir.

Stand by.

= there's a man overboard!

Who was it?

I don't know, they're goin' back.

Maybe they can find him.

Oh, isn't it exciting?

Just when things were getting dull.

Aunt Margaret.

Oh, come on.

Turn on the search light.

Lower away!

Now lower!

There! - Never find him.

= guess he took the count huh?

How perfectly awful.

If he had only learned to swim.

Well captain?

= I'm afraid it's no use.

Order the men back to the ship.

Yes.

Return to ship!

Good morning.

Morning.

= oh I uh, I hope I didn't embarrass you last night.

= not at all.

You see, I'm not up in this nautical etiquette uh,

this is my first and last trip.

Being discharged?

No, this is sort of a post graduate course

in working my way through college.

Yes?

I'm on my way to Australia to

get a job at a hospital there.

I just completed by internship.

Well, I wish you the best of luck.

Well, isn't there something I can get for you?

No, thank you.

How 'bout a cup of bouillon or maybe a sandwich?