Phantom Raiders Page #3

Everyone in Colon is a spy. Haven't you

seen the signs in the movie theaters?

No spies under 18 admitted. Really?

I think you're a pretty

clever little girl.

But not clever enough to

fool the great Nick Carter.

Where have I heard that

death-like whisper before?

Al Taurez. Nick

Carter, my charming friend.

Al, you look different.

Perhaps you miss the handcuffs.

Good evening Miss Barnes. Hello Al.

How do you like my place down here?

Well, up to now, it's

been very delightful.

Tell me Al, what became of the Cleaners

Union you used to run in the old days.

Well, Nick, you know

I am superstitious.

When 13 G-men started looking for me

on a Friday I figured that was bad luck.

And I got out of town. What

are you doing down here?

Oh, just a vacation.

Good idea Nick. I think everyone ought

to take a vacation. They live longer.

John! Well, hello.

Mr Carter... Mr Ramsell.

See Nick, this is one happy family.

Cora here is secretary

to John's father.

Oh, how do you do? Hello.

Say John, when are you going to give

that wedding supper for you and Cora?

You'll have to wait

until we get married, Al.

Um... Al, how about ..

Taking me on a personally conducted

tour of your establishment here?

Sure, with pleasure.

Nice to have met you.

And it's been a very

great... Save it!

Al. Did you ever have one of those

days when everything went all wrong?

Same old Nick ..

I suppose that nut brought his keeper?

He did.

Al, tell me. Who's the fiend incarnate

that Bartholomew was tracking towards?

That's Mr Yamamoto. President

of the Asiatic Export Company.

One of our most respected citizens.

Old Beeswax has run him to the floor.

Happy days are here again.

Hello baby. Seeing you

restores my faith in Panama.

How's your old man, kid?

I see you've already met our

Dolores. Oh, but definitely.

[ spanish ]

What's she doing? Calling me names?

That's right, but nice ones.

What will you have?

John, stop pouting, will you.

Well, suppose he is a detective. Why

do you have to take orders from him?

I gave your father a chance to

get me out of it. But he didn't.

Anyway, lets forget it. I'm

dying to hear that important news.

Well, honey, I got my Masters papers.

John, that's wonderful!

Now don't get too enthusiastic,

I haven't got a command yet.

But you will.

Confidentially, I stand a good chance.

With that raider operating, a lot

of skippers are quitting their ships.

John, please don't take that run.

Why not? Every trip pays a big bonus.

And maybe "that" if the raider gets you.

Please stay on the Pacific run.

And what? Spend long weeks away

from you on long voyages? Not me.

John, three ships have disappeared.

Oh honey, let's not argue about it.

Tonight's a night to celebrate. Hey waiter!

Speaking about pouting, what do

you say? How about a little smile?

Yes, sir?

What will it be? I know you,

a lady drink. Order it up.

Champagne. Champagne?

Yeah, you know. The kind that goes pop.

Yeah, sure I know.

Oh Seor Gunboat.

Hello pal. I've just been for a walk.

Look!

Very nice, no?

Peachy. See you later.

Up you go honey-bunch.

[ spanish ]

Humiliating.

Wine up everybody! This is my party.

Hello Al. Good evening young lady.

Life begins at forty.

Sometimes she almost makes

sense. Hold her up sir!

But Mr Macmillan, this is Mr Carter.

How are you sir. How

do you do Mr Macmillan.

Where is my wondering boy tonight?

He is right here honey.

Make it snappy laddie.

Ooh! Wrong number kid. Hang up.

This is not for you lassie.

What is this, bank-night Al?

Come on, let me show

you the rest of my place.

Now don't tell me a heavy

spender is making you nervous.

Come on! Nothing is getting between

you and me tonight my little paprika.

All right my hearties, come and get it!

Well, this is just a breath

of home-sweet-home Al.

Isn't it. Oh, uh boys ..

I want you to meet

my friend Nick Carter.

Glad to meet you boys.

Say, you know I'm on a vacation. What's

the idea of putting the finger on me?

Oh, you're mistaken Nick.

Oh, but you're a liar

Al, and if I'm wrong?

You'll apologize. I know.

Where we go from here, kid?

Maybe Al can answer that.

Now look Nick, the past is over and

done with. Can't we two be friends?

Sure, why not. You're a man

after my own heart. With a knife.

Al, Al! I've just heart they've

got another one of my ships.

Not the Toledo? Yes Al.

Let me tell you, I cannot ..

Control yourself. Excuse

me Nick. Come on. Come on.

Hey! They sunk the Toledo!

What about the crew?

Tell her to wait here.

That's what I say: there's no

more good sailors for the job.

Don't sail laddie. The life's

not fair to them. Dying like that.

Fool... coming here... come on, get in.

I can't go on.

Be quiet! ... Carter is suspicious.

Until we get him out of the way,

we've got to be very careful.

As soon as this claim is paid ..

You'll get me out of the way but

you won't! I won't sign the waver.

Stop talking like a child.

Carter!

You work fast, Al.

I know nothing about this but,

it has my unqualified approval.

Why do you hang around here? Al

doesn't like that and you know it.

I got business here like I told you.

No matter what I do,

it's okay with Al, see.

Don't get excited. This guy

ain't going to talk to nobody.

Oh... good evening. Seems to me

I've seen you some place before.

Sure pal, come on in.

Thanks very much.

Uh... you'd better tell

Al he's working too fast.

This ain't got nothing to do with Al. This

is a personal matter between I and you.

Concerning my lady friend.

Your lady friend?

Senorita Dolores De Mendez.

Oh but why go on. You mean Dolores?

Yeah! You got some nerve

trying to cut in on me.

I'm Gunboat Jackson, ex heavyweight

champion of the Pacific Tuna Fleet.

Really? Could I possibly

get an autograph?

Ahh... dust him off.

Oh now wait a minute.

The former champion of the Pacific

Tuna Fleet, and he can't do it himself?

What's the Pacific

Tuna Fleet coming to?

So you want personal attention, eh?

Okay Gunboat... for my

money you're still champ.

You going to let my

girl alone from now on?

I'll stay away when she tells me to.

Oh this is too bad.

Alright boys, go to town.

That's quite enough... Stay

where you are gentlemen.

Now Gunboat, I'll take the message

you got from that Oriental Committee.

No tricks mind you.

Beeswax, you never miss. I'll

give your love to Dolores.

Now, we can talk.

All has been discovered.

The plot is known.

What is it? False clue, false clue!

Swell. While I'm packing get that check

in the mail and send it back to Ramsell.

What's that?

And then phone the airport and see

how soon I can get a plane for Havana.

You have a clue in Havana?

And how, and she

hasn't got a boyfriend.

Then you're quitting,

retreating, surrendering.

Now you catch on. When I accepted that

job today, I thought it to be interesting.

But nobody can compete with wedding

bells, and a champion of the Tuna Fleet!

But your duty?

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