Sam Spade Presented by the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio
Aug 7, 2026 · 35 min · 20 segments
Original Release Date: November 28, 2022 Today's Mystery: Sam is hired by a fellow detective to protect him from a released convict he'd sent to prison. Original Radio Broadcast Date: September…
Nuts.
Oh, here, Sam, let me.
Am I that shaky?
Say when.
Just to the top of the glass.
That's enough.
You'll spill it?
Yeah.
Sam, what you said over the phone about not making any friends in this business, you didn't really mean that, did you?
Forget it.
You can label this, oh, a file on Dick Foley.
Date, fill it in.
Yes, sir.
To Dundee at Homicide, I guess, from Samuel Spade, license number 137596.
The facts are all here.
If you can dig a formal statement out of it, you're welcome.
I'd known Dick Foley ever since I took out my license.
We'd worked several big capers together back in my days as a continental op.
He and Mickey Linehan and I.
Then he and Mickey opened their own office, Foley and Linehan, Private Investigations.
Five years back, Mickey stopped the slug, and since then, the sign on the door read, Dick Foley, Detective Agency.
I'd seen Dick maybe four or five times in the last half a dozen years, just to have a drink and chew the fat about the good old days.
He never talked about his private life.
I assumed he didn't have any.
So when I went to his office the day before yesterday in response to his call, I was surprised to find him in a clinch with one of the most beautiful nails I've ever seen.
Nuts.
Oh, here, Sam, let me.
Am I that shaky?
Say when.
Just to the top of the glass.
That's enough.
You'll spill it?
Yeah.
Sam, what you said over the phone about not making any friends in this business, you didn't really mean that, did you?
Forget it.
You can label this, oh, a file on Dick Foley.
Date, fill it in.
Yes, sir.
To Dundee at Homicide, I guess, from Samuel Spade, license number 137596.
The facts are all here.
If you can dig a formal statement out of it, you're welcome.
I'd known Dick Foley ever since I took out my license.
We'd worked several big capers together back in my days as a continental op.
He and Mickey Linehan and I.
Then he and Mickey opened their own office, Foley and Linehan, Private Investigations.
Five years back, Mickey stopped the slug, and since then, the sign on the door read, Dick Foley, Detective Agency.
I'd seen Dick maybe four or five times in the last half a dozen years, just to have a drink and chew the fat about the good old days.
He never talked about his private life.
I assumed he didn't have any.
So when I went to his office the day before yesterday in response to his call, I was surprised to find him in a clinch with one of the most beautiful nails I've ever seen.
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