Dials operator To herself I've got to get that operator. Her attacks became more and more frequent, until she finally took to her bed about a year ago. I said, I want the Nurses Registry, at once. Roma Wine, made in California for enjoyment throughout the world. The play was reprised seven times, each starring Moorehead.
Over a wrong number that the operator gave me. Hangs up To herself I won't pick it up. From overheard conversations, she learned that her husband was close to resolving an investigation that involves Henry somehow. But -- if you go on wasting all this time --- Why do I want the call traced? That makes the final moment richer when her seemingly paranoid fears turn out to be true. Leona receives a telephone call from Waldo. Retrieved 22 May 2016 — via National Library of Australia. Music: Loud chord--fade after last word.
She realizes that she is the intended murder victim. We want you to feel that by tuning in the Suspense program every week you can count on real radio enjoyment. And we've got to stop them -- we've just got to. The Man in Black: This is your narrator, the Man in Black, who conveys to you Columbia's invitation to spend this half-hour in Suspense with us again next Tuesday when Mr. Still don't use the gun? It was adapted to become a movie, and a later production of the radio drama won The Edgar Award for Best Radio Drama. I got your message, George.
This was a wrong number and you dialed it for me. Well, try, try -- I don't see why he doesn't answer. I'm entitled -- to a little consideration. I told you to try Murray Hill 4-0098 for me -- you dialed it -- but your finger must have slipped -- and I was connected with some other number -- and I could hear them but they couldn't hear me. I think the writer is unknown.
She's confined to her bed, powerless as the murderer draws closer, and she's the only one who can see it coming. But I've been and ringing the bell for an hour. Now, let me just check the again. I thought it was running down. The film was adapted by from her 1943 radio play. Stevenson believes the clues like the nearby train on a bridge and a woman left alone at night point to her, it is difficult for the listener to take this seriously. It is her these men are plotting to kill.
Such international esteem must mean that Roma Wines are truly magnificent in quality. They're going to murder this woman -- 11: 15 tonight. And then her Cuban companion responds. Hangs up To herself Oh, Elbert -- how could you? Sobs Yes, this is Plaza 3-2098. I don't know where it came from, or who was making it, but it's absolutely necessary that it be tracked down. The movie just about plays in real time with the addition of many flashbacks, one of which secures the knowledge that there is nothing wrong with Leona, it is all psychosomatic based on her mother's fatal illness. Such as this marvelous tasting wine we are enjoying this minute.
As train fades, we hear a phone ringing and then a voice Sergeant Martin: Police department -- Precinct 43 -- Sergeant Martin speaking. I'm alone all day and night-I see nobody except my maid Eloise-she's a big two-hundred-pounder-she's too lazy to bring up my breakfast tray-and they only other person is my husband Elbert-he's crazy about me-adores me-waits on my hand and foot-he's scarcely left my side since I took sick twelve years ago- I can hear it. But you've got to hear me. Sorry, Wrong Number is a play written by Lucille Fletcher in 1952. And don't to take the and bracelets. One night, whilst waiting for her husband to return home, she picks up the phone and accidentally overhears a conversation between two men planning a murder.
She calls the telephone company and the police, but with few concrete details, they can do nothing. Our to make it look like robbery. In 1943 Sorry, Wrong Number first aired on the Suspense radio program. Hollywood's initially objected to elements of Fletcher's screenplay, including its depiction of , and the script was significantly revised to win approval. Well, if I'm alone one more second -- I'll go mad.
Oh -- young woman, I don't know your name. The receptionist tells her that they are short staffed and she can only have a nurse if the doctor feels it is an emergency. I'm alone in this house -- and I'm an invalid -- and tonight I overheard a telephone conversation that upset me dreadfully. A version of this obituary; biography appears in print on September 6, 2000, on Page C00024 of the National edition with the headline: Lucille Fletcher, 88, Author Of 'Sorry, Wrong Number'. Give me the police department. Instead of hearing his familiar voice, she listens in on a conversation where two men are plotting a murder. What is the number of Henchly Hospital? I haven't reported it to the police.