Come in. Welcome to Mr.

Welcome to Mystery Theater. I am Hyman Brown. The poet tells us, at the door of life, at the gate of birth there are worse things waiting for man than death and well may we ask the poet what are those worse things? After all, what could be more tragic than to die?

And the answer, perhaps, it is more tragic not to die when your time has come and your life is over.

And what are you trying to sell the suckers now?

Rosie, this one can't miss. You know what I got here? What? Eternal life. So? What do you mean so? I feed you the blockbuster and all you can give me is so? Now I'm not sure how many people would want to live forever.

What are you saying?

Wouldn't you?

Well, I'd have to think about it.

Our mystery drama all the time in the world was written especially for the mystery theater was written especially for the Mystery Theater by Sam Dan and stars Ralph Bell.

I'll be back shortly with Act 1. In everything we are told there is a season is a time to be born and a time to die

and most of us follow that timetable.

We arrive and we depart pretty much on schedule.

Now and again accidents or ailments or upheavals beyond our control

make her tale our visit but most of us have a pretty

good shot at the allotted three score in ten and many of us do even better. However, sooner or later the hour must strike for everyone.

Well, doesn't it? They are moving at a brisk pace through the lovely countryside and it's a beautiful morning.

All right Harry. Where are we headed for?

Rosie baby we are headed for one million bucks.

Sure. Now but this time this time it's money in the bank.

When can I write a check against it? Hey, Rosie, this can't miss.

Hold it.

That sign.

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