From Hollywood, it's time now for...

Johnny Dollar.

Bonnie Wilson here.

All right, Mr. Wilson, I'm braced, rub it in.

Well, you were a little overconfident.

Overconfident. Let's face it, I made a jerk of myself.

After I apologize to you, I've got to crawl out there and apologize to Mrs. Markey.

I wouldn't be too hasty about it.

I've been putting it off for the last two hours.

After the way I talk to her, I'd rather walk into a cage of lions and face her again.

But I thought her husband was alive, and I thought she knew it.

Then your boys have to go and pull his body out of the surf.

Well, that's why I called.

I had a tag for an out-and-out insurance fraud.

Mr. Dollar, the way it looks right now, I don't know what it is.

It was probably a murder. What else?

Look, if you want to lose your mind, you come on over here to the morgue.

Why? What do you mean? Mr. Dollar, I've been a detective for 20 years, but I've never hit one before that was as crazy as this.

Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey in the transcribed adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account,

America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator.

Yours truly, Johnny Dollar.

From Special Investigator Johnny Dollar, to the home office Delta

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