The weather. Tomorrow, expect a biting cold front. Hmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be

wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain

that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching

their peak in the afternoon.

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From Hollywood, it's time now for Ed. O'Brien as...

Johnny Dollar. This is Mrs. Ernest Caldwell has... Johnny Dollar.

This is Mrs. Ernest Caldwell, Mr. Dollar.

Oh, yes, Mrs. Caldwell.

I'm the investigator.

Your insurance company has hired to look for your son.

Yes, I understood that from the message you left.

How it is dead, Mr. Dollar.

When did you learn this?

I don't have to learn.

It's one of those things that mother feels.

My son was a part of me.

And when he died, I felt it.

Oh, I see.

Well, an insurance company is bound to operate from a basis of facts, not intuition.

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