Another journey into the realm of the strange and terrifying.

I hope you will enjoy the trip that it will thrill you a little and chill you a little.

So settle back.

Get a good grip on your nerves.

Where are we going?

You'll find out when we get there.

The Green Hornet.

The Green Hornet.

Oh, He hunts the biggest of all game, public enemies who try to destroy our America.

Oh, Our America.

With his faithful ballot Cato,

Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches wits with racketeers and saboteurs,

risking his life that criminals and enemy spies will feel the weight of the law by the sting of the Green Hornet.

Ride with Britt Reed in the thrilling adventure, detour to justice.

The Green Hornet strikes again.

The Green Hornet Pete Rader had a passionate love for two things, his family and his country. Pete worked the swing shift at Peerless aircraft, 10 hours a day, seven days a week.

And there was no record of absenteeism against him since his first day at the plant.

And on the day when the foreman of Pete's department came around and asked the boys to sign up for 10% of their pay in war bonds, Pete just laughed out loud.

Oh, look, pal, I'm only 30 years old. I was born in a race in Germany. I was there when Shikulgouper and the Nazis took over. Yeah, I know all about that, Pete. So why? So don't try to tell me about Horvance. I'm making good dough now. Price as much as I ever made in my life. Sure, sure, Pete. And you're earning every nickel of it. But look, what about signing up for 10%? I started to tell you. Ever since I've been at Peerless, half of my check goes into Vorvons every week. And brother, he lived plenty good on the rest of it. Some of you guys ought to have to put up with that crazy Hitler for a while.

And you'd know how well off you are. Here, give you that. Where do I sign, huh?

Yes, Pete Rader and his wife Anna lived well in America, and they were grateful for the American

way of life. Every week, the neat little stack of war bonds and peach safety deposit box grew

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