Tap the Heat, Bogdan

Episode 85
Date: 6 February 1949

CHAPPELL: Quiet, please.

(SEVEN SECONDS SILENCE)

CHAPPELL: Quiet, please.

(MUSIC ... THEME ... FADE FOR)

ANNOUNCER: The American Broadcasting Company presents "Quiet, Please!" which 
is written and directed by Wyllis Cooper and which features Ernest Chappell. 
"Quiet, Please!" for today is called "Tap the Heat, Bogdan."

(MUSIC ... THEME ... END)

BOGDAN:  [narrates] I'm Bogdan! And I can lick any man in the house! I'm 
Bogdan Petrovich! Dat's my name and I am from Crna Gora and I can lick any man 
in the house! 'Specially Irishers! In Crna Gora, we lick 'em all! Irishers, 
Austrians, everybody! We don't kid around in Crna Gora. Heh, you remember a 
town in Crna Gora called Sarajevo? Is my home town, Sarajevo! And when I'm 
little kid I go to school with Gavrilo! 

GAVRILO PRINCEP! Ah thought everybody know who is little Gavrilo Princep with 
da glasses and da bombs. 

Huh? Why, he blowed up that Archduke [Frandacheck?] Ferdinand in Sarajevo, 
right away they had the big war. We don't like people in Crna Gora. We don't 
like nobody, see? And I don't like you! 

(MUSIC ... BARROOM PIANO) 

BOGDAN: What'd you say? What means "Crna Gora"? It means "Black Mountains"! 
Dat's da kind mountains we got in Crna Gora. Big, black, mean mountains. 
Houses hang on side of black mountains. Goats climb around. Got Brigands hide 
in mountains, cut peoples heads off! Wear two big guns in belt, got knife 
thaaat long. You don't monkey around in Crna Gora. 

SOUND: (LAUGHTER IN BACKGROUND) 

BOGDAN: What dem fellows laughin' about? They laugh at Bogdan! 

[to others] HEY, YOU FELLAS, YOU CUT OUT DAT LAUGHIN'! I BREAK YOUR HEADS, YOU 
HEAR ME -- BOGDAN? YOU BE QUIET! 

Yeah, that's better. What you drinkin'? 

Beer? Heh. Beer's for babies, bring me slivovitz. 

[calls out] Bring me bottle of slivovitz! 

Dat's better. Here. You drink some slivovitz. 

Hahahaha! Make you choke! Ha! Ha! Have to be a man to drink slivovitz. Lookee! 

SOUND: (Bogdan DRINKS heartily, SETS bottle down) 

BOGDAN: See? Dat's how drink slivovitz, boy! Hm! 

Sure, I'm strong man, have to be strong, I'm come from Crna Gora, drink 
slivovitz, make steel -- kill people! 

Da? Sure, I make steel. Sure, I kill people! I'm a MAN! Ha! And I hate Irish 
fellows.

Why? Sure, I tell you why. On account o' this fellow Magnus O'Dwyer. Ahhh, you 
don't know Magnus O'Dwyer, Magnus O'Dwyer dead. Magnus O'Dwyer awful dead. And 
you know who make him dead? He not ever gonna say some more, "Tap de heat, 
Bogdan." He always say, "You, Bogdan, you bad word, you tap de heat." He say, 
"You big bad word bohunk, you tap de heat!" He not ever gonna call me "bohunk" 
no more, not from where he is. [laughs heartily] No, sir, not me! You see dis? 

SOUND: (Steel ingot DROPPED on the bar) 

BOGDAN: You know what dat is? Ha ha. Dat Magnus O'Dwyer. [calls out] HEY! STOP 
THE MOOSIC! 

(MUSIC STOPS) 

BOGDAN: Yeah, dat's better. 

SOUND: (Steel ingot RATTLES on the bar) 

BOGDAN: Sure, dat Magnus O'Dwyer, dat piece steel, dat Magnus O'Dwyer. Don't 
he look nice? 

Sure, you buy me some more slivovitz, I tell you all about Magnus O'Dwyer. Den 
how he turn into little piece steel. Dere, dat's de boy, I like slivovitz. 

First, I'll tell you about Maria Vachorek. Maria Vachorek is Polish girl from 
Shamish. Her folks live down four blocks other side Commercial Avenue. Her 
father's name is Kosmir. He got one leg shot off in war in 1916, her mudder's 
dead. Maria's got blonde hair. Maria's got bluest eyes I ever see. Maria's 
young and got mouth like ripe cherry. And she got littlest feet in south 
Chicago. Now, you know what? [confidentially] I think one time Maria Vachorek 
is in love to me. Da, I think so, I just guess. But, ya bug, am I in love with 
Maria Vachorek! I say: 

"Maria, you marry to me."

MARIA: "Nyet, nyet, nyet. I'm not going marry you, big fellow, you."

BOGDAN: And I say: "Why not you marry to me, Maria?" 

MARIA: "Nyet. I'm going to marry speaking man better English than you. You 
think I want to be married to big bum, make steel and drink slivovitz all the 
time?"

BOGDAN: And I say: "I learn good English, Maria." I learn say 'Now-is-the-
time-for-all-good-men-to-come-to-the-aid-of-their-par-ree.' Heh, just like on 
State Street, Maria."

MARIA: "I not going to marry big ugly man that always talk how he kill people 
all the time!"

BOGDAN: And I say: "Maria, I only kill four people, and that is back in Crna 
Gora. I forgot their names, all but Ivan Krenovich. And, if you say so, I 
don't kill nobody here, Maria Vachorek."

MARIA: [laughing lightly] "I think you are no good big bum, Bogdan."

BOGDAN: And you know what? She kiss me on my face. Dat Maria Vachorek! Was I 
in love. 

SOUND: (Bogdan takes SWIG of slivovitz and SETS bottle down on bar) 

BOGDAN: Only I didn't keep my promise I make to Maria Vachorek. 

I just killed one man, though. 

Magnus O'Dwyer.

(MUSIC ... A SOMBER ACCENT, THEN UNDER)

BOGDAN: I never see Irisher before. I think he some kind foreigner - he talk 
funny. Naah, I don't like him, but he don't care. He laugh all the time. 
Sometimes he sing songs. He sing pretty good. I go down to Maria's house dis 
night. I stand outside, I listen, when I hear something through the window. 
You - you know what I hear'd through da window? I hear Magnus O'Dwyer. 

(MUSIC ... ACCENT AND OUT)

MAGNUS: Ah, come on. Give us a kiss, Maria. He'll never miss one.

MARIA: No, no, Magnus. I don't give kisses.

MAGNUS: Why, don't you ever give kisses to that big lard-headed bohunk 
boyfriend of yours, then? 

MARIA: What lard-headed boyfriend I got?

MAGNUS: That big left-footed Bogdan, the one on the electric furnace. [mocking 
imitation of Bogdan] "I tap da heat better like nobody! [Maria giggles] I tap 
da heat!"

MARIA: [laughing] Please don't talk like that, Magnus.

MAGNUS: Well, you don't love him, do you now, Alana?

MARIA: What's "Alana," Magnus? 

MAGNUS: That is a term of endearment. It's frequently indulged in by the 
people of Erin, my dear, when they're speaking to the woman they love.

MARIA: [repeats it, dreamily] Alana.

MAGNUS: Aye, Alana. Also Acushla Machree. 

MARIA: [quiet giggle] And what's "Acushla Machree"?

MAGNUS: Close to me heart, Alana. 'Tis only used in conversation when one's 
speakin' to the woman he loves.

MARIA: Do you love me, Magnus?

MAGNUS: And why else would I be askin' you for a kiss, then?

MARIA: Oh, don't you ask others for kiss, Magnus?

MAGNUS: That I do not. Only them I love. Ah, will ya give us a kiss, then?

MARIA: No, I'm afraid to, Magnus.

MAGNUS: Afraid? And what are ye afraid of, will ya tell me?

MARIA: [meekly] Bogdan.

MAGNUS: Bogdan? Ha! Why, I'll take that big ham-handed steel pusher and I'll 
twist his square head off with me little finger and I'll throw it in his face!

BOGDAN: "Whose face you gonna throw my head at? You leave my girl 'lone, you 
Irisher, or I'll bus' you up in li'l square pieces!"

That's what I said while I was climbin' through da window. 

Da?

SOUND: (Bogdan takes another long SWIG and SETS DOWN his bottle.)

BOGDAN: [reluctantly] Well, heh, he don't throw my head in my face, but he 
give me two black eyes. He pretty near pull my ears off my head. [upset] An' 
you know what? That Maria, she laugh. She laugh at Bogdan! So dat's why I make 
up my mind I gonna kill Magnus O'Dwyer.

(MUSIC ... IN DARKLY)

BOGDAN: Nobody laughs at Bogdan. 

(MUSIC ... AN ACCENT, THEN UNDER)

EMORY: Steel is made of iron to which is added other ingredients. Carbon is 
the essential ingredient, and is added to the iron ore during the melting 
process. The mass of molten metal in the furnace is called a "heat." And the 
process of pouring the mass from the furnace into the fired, clay-lined ladles 
is called "tapping the heat." 

(MUSIC UP, BRIDGE AND FADE TO BACKGROUND)

BOGDAN: I don't work no more in da steel foundry. I quit. I used to work in da 
steel foundry over in Hammond. I - I quit, I don' wanna work no more. Magnus 
O'Dwyer, he not dere anymore so why I work? Magnus O'Dwyer, he dead. Ain't 
you, Magnus? 

SOUND: (Bogdan BANGS steel ingot on bar)

BOGDAN: Sure. Dis all dat left of beeg, strong Magnus O'Dwyer, li'l steel 
ingot weigh maybe two pounds. Ya see, dey don' have open-hearth furnaces any 
more in steel foundry while I work. Got big electric furnace, uh, not have to 
have so many men when you got electric furnace, I guess, uh-- Or something, I 
don' know. Lots people don' like electric furnace, but I like pretty good. I 
like prog-ress, dat's da word - sure. Me, Bogdan, I like dis progress. Magnus 
O'Dwyer, he is kind of bruchnik - foreman - he's tell everyone what he gonna 
do. He fire people all da time and hire more. But he leave me alone, in 
foundry. [chuckle] He beeg, strong Irish fellow, but he not big and strong 
like Bogdan when Bogdan is at work! Bogdan got too many things to hit with. 
Billets, steel, hunks limestone, scoop shovel, beeg long steel rod with hook 
on end. [chuckles] Plenny things to make Bogdan stronger den Magnus in 
foundry. So he leave me alone pretty much. Just holler, "Bogdan, when you 
gonna tap heat?" And I tap him when he's ready, see? Dat's my job! Bogdan taps 
heat! 

(MUSIC OUT)

BOGDAN: He's laugh all time, dis Magnus O'Dwyer, when he's not singin' about 
dark mountains and roses. Yeah, he sing pretty good. 

Me? Bah! I don't sing much. I work, I drink, I fight -- dat's enough! But I'm 
not satisified my job. I want better job. I - I talk one day to Magnus 
O'Dwyer. I say:

"Magnus, you mad on me?"

MAGNUS: [chuckles] Why would I be mad at ya, Bogdan? I hammered yer face into 
a pulp and I'm just the boy that could do it again. So why should I be mad at 
ya?

BOGDAN: Well, I thought you was mad on me. 

MAGNUS: When I get mad on you, Bogdan, you'll feel the weight of me fists on 
your nose. That's the way you'll know! Whadya want, then?

BOGDAN: I don't wanta tap da heat no more. 

MAGNUS: [mockingly] Well, would you like to be vice president in charge of, 
maybe? Or - would you like to be private secretary maybe and run a typewriter, 
like? 

BOGDAN: I can't run no typewriter. 

MAGNUS: [mockingly] Well - maybe you'd like to go into the paymaster's office 
and count the shillin's for us?

BOGDAN: I don' wanna be no monkey in office! 

MAGNUS: Well, where do ya wanna be a monkey then, Bogdan? Maybe you'd rather 
be a chimpanzee or a gorilla? 

BOGDAN: [grunts with disgust]

MAGNUS: Heh! Maybe I could get ya into the zoo in Chi! 

BOGDAN: I'd--

MAGNUS: Yeah, ya'd be a very neat orangutan if you had a tail!

BOGDAN: I'M NOT NO MONKEY!

MAGNUS: [laughs] Ah, yes, ya are a monkey, Bogdan! I made a monkey out o' ya 
the other night with your girl!

BOGDAN: [in subdued tone] Well - I wanna run electric crane.

MAGNUS: You do? 

BOGDAN: I can run electric crane.

MAGNUS: Listen, Dickie McDonagh' that runs the crane on the day shift was 
thirty-one years learnin' how to run it, I'll have ya know. And Morgan 
Pemberton, that's on the night shift, he was twelve years just gettin' to be 
an apprentice! 

BOGDAN: I know how to run an electric crane!

MAGNUS: Not on my floor ya'll run no electric crane, me boy! Gallopin' up and 
down over men's heads with a ladle full of white hot runnin' steel - and 
splashin' it all over us all!

BOGDAN: I can run electric crane!

MAGNUS: [savagely] GET BACK TO YER JOB, BOGDAN ISHKAWITZ OR WHATEVER YOUR 
BOHUNK NAME IS! AND DON'T BE BOTHERIN' ME WITH YOUR AMBITIONS AND SUCH! GO ON 
NOW!

(MUSIC IN)

MAGNUS: AH, GO TAP A HEAT, BOGDAN! GO AWAY, I'M BUSY! SCAT YA. [fades]

(MUSIC ... BRIDGE, THEN IN BG)

BOGDAN: Nobody gonna talk dat way to Bogdan Petrovich, you know dat! You did 
find dat out, didn't you, Magnus O'Dwyer? 

SOUND: (Bogdan TAPS steel ingot on bar)

BOGDAN: Look at Magnus. Magnus just old ingot steel. Just special heat, all 
white hot in big tea kettle, just iron, carbon, limestone, vanadium and MAN! 

SOUND: (Bogdan BANGS steel ingot on bar)

BOGDAN: Dat's all he is! Magnus O'Dwyer, dat hit me on da eye and take away my 
girl, Maria Vachorek, and not let me run electric crane! Better not monkey 
with Bogdan.

(MUSIC ... AN ACCENT, THEN UNDER)

EMORY: The electric furnace, differentiated from the open-hearth furnace for 
melting steel, is shaped much like a giant tea kettle. And when the heat is 
ready to be tapped, the entire furnace is tipped up on trunions and the molten 
white hot steel is poured from the spout into a ladle in the soaking pit 
below. 

(MUSIC ... AN ACCENT, THEN OUT)

MARIA: I don't want to see you never no more, Bogdan.

BOGDAN: 'Matter you, Maria Vachorek? Bogdan not good enough for you?

MARIA: Bogdan just too bad man for me. Bogdan never gets to be foreman! Bogdan 
never gets to be nothing! You think I want to be married to poor rochnik all 
your life?!

BOGDAN: You don't love me no more, Maria.

MARIA: I never said I love you, never.

BOGDAN: You did, you did, yes, you gived me kiss.

MARIA: What's a kiss?

BOGDAN: You give kisses other fellas, huh?

MARIA: I kiss everybody I want to!

BOGDAN: You kiss dat Magnus O'Dwyer?

MARIA: 'T'ain't none your business I kiss Magnus O'Dwyer!

BOGDAN: Is my business!

MARIA: Why is your business if I kiss Magnus O'Dwyer?

BOGDAN: [in deliberate menacing tone] Because if you kiss him, I bet I kill 
him.

MARIA: [mockingly] Ha, ha, you kill him. Shakreb! 

BOGDAN: Don't swear, Maria.

MARIA: What's the difference if I swear? You make me mad. You make me laugh.

BOGDAN: Well - don't say "Shakreb."

MARIA: I SAY "SHAKREB" EVERYTIME I WANT!

BOGDAN: MARIA, I LOVE YOU!

MARIA: Bogdan, I don't love you.

BOGDAN: You think you gonna marry this Magnus?

MARIA: Sure, I gonna marry him.

BOGDAN: YOU'RE GONNA BE WIDOW!

MARIA: You do dat, I gonna call da policeman, dey gonna hang you! Oh, I'm not 
afraid to. You try hurt Magnus, he give you some more black eyes. That's what 
he do.

BOGDAN: [despairing tone] Maria - please love me.

MARIA: [sneering] Nyet - I love Magnus.

BOGDAN: I hate Magnus. I kill him!

MARIA: [mocking] You better sneak up on him when he's not looking when you try 
kill him. It's only way you can do it. He's gonna break you in two pieces with 
hands.

BOGDAN: If you not gonna marry to me, you not gonna marry to that Magnus 
O'Dwyer! You wait and see, you - you, WIDOW, you! 

(MUSIC ... AN ACCENT, THEN UNDER)

EMORY: The temperature of molten steel ranges from three thousand to four 
thousand degrees Fahrenheit, in which condition it flows like water. Organic 
matter brought into contact with molten steel simply vanishes in a brief burst 
of flame and is absorbed into the metal itself. 

(MUSIC ... AN ACCENT, THEN CROSSFADES TO)

MAGNUS: [singing "Rose of Tralee"]
'Twas the truth in her eye ever beaming
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee!

MARIA: [applauding] Ohhh, Magnus, you sing so sweet.

MAGNUS: Ah, 'tis a song of me own country, Acushla Machree. And it makes me 
homesick for the darkling mountains of her ravenin waters. 

MARIA: [apprehensive] Dark mountains, Magnus? Black mountains?

MAGNUS: Ah, sure, with mountains and hills of any kind you can put your mind 
to, mostly green under der sun and the rain, gray in the twilight. And when 
the shadows of the night fall on Tralee, ah, the mountains are sure enough 
black.

MARIA: [dread in her voice] Black mountains. Mountains of death, Magnus.

MAGNUS: Ah, no. Mountains of beauty and-- What's the matter, darlin'? 

MARIA: The black mountains. Bogdan tells of the black mountains in his 
country, too, in Crna Gora!

MAGNUS: Ah, forget Bogdan! 

MARIA: He hates you, Magnus!

MAGNUS: Ah, what could he do to me, then? 

MARIA: Magnus, when Bogdan taps the heat--

MAGNUS: Yes?

MARIA: What do you do?

MAGNUS: Well, I - I stand not too close and watch.

MARIA: Does he stand close?

MAGNUS: Oh, he's not an easily frightened man. He stands close. Why, it's 
Bogdan that digs out the fire clay plug in the furnace spout, so that the hot 
steel can pour out. And that's not a job for a man who's afraid! 

MARIA: [almost crying] Tell me what it is like, Magnus!

MAGNUS: Well - the great gears grind and the big furnace tips up and the gas 
flames are lickin' away at the ladle down in the soaking pit below--

MARIA: And how hot is it?!

MAGNUS: Well, the temperature of the steel, of course, two - two, three 
thousand degrees.

MARIA: Yes?

MAGNUS: Now, Bogdan stands with a kind of a pick at the spout of the kettle 
and he picks away at the hardened clay, and soon 'nough the little red nose of 
the first flow breaks through. Then there's a roar and the white hot steel 
pours down into the ladle!

MARIA: [terrified] I'm afraid.

MAGNUS: And the sparks leap up into the air from the surface of the liquid 
steel and they fly about and burn holes in the men's clothing!

MARIA: [sobs]

MAGNUS: And there's the smell of burned earth and hot steel, and men stand 
fascinated each time it happens! For it's-- well, it - it's like a glimpse 
into the mouth of hell!

MARIA: [gasps]

MAGNUS: And no man ever tires of it. 

MARIA: [nearly in tears] And are they afraid, these men? Bogdan?

MAGNUS: Your Bogdan's not afraid.

MARIA: What if man fall into the steel?

MAGNUS: It doesn't happen.

MARIA: Never?

MAGNUS: Well - once in a great, great while.

MARIA: And what happens then?

MAGNUS: I've never seen it. But they say there's a flash of yellow flame and 
never the sound of a man's cryin' out and - [makes sound of someone blowing 
out candle] - he's gone.

MARIA: [gasps]

MAGNUS: Then his people take a little dab of the steel in which he died and 
that they take and hold the funeral services over the steel. All for the man 
who's part of it.

MARIA: [sobbing] Oh, no!

MAGNUS: Oh, now, let's talk o' things more pleasant. Or, uh, shall I sing you 
"The Rose of Tralee" again--?

MARIA: [interrupts] And what do they do with the rest of the steel?

MAGNUS: Well, it's buried, too, for - for a man is part of it and there's no 
tellin' what would happen if the steel were to be used. [in loving tone] Now, 
shall I sing again, Alana?

(MUSIC ... BRIDGE, THE ROSE OF TRALEE, THEN UNDER)

BOGDAN: What I want is more slivovitz. I don't feel good. 

[calls out] BRING ME MORE BOTTLE SLIVOVITZ. BRING BEER FOR MY SISSY FRIEND, 
HERE. HURRY UP! 

You ought to drink slivovitz, it's for man. Man like Bogdan! [chuckles] Dat 
Magnus O'Dwyer -- he married Maria Vachorek. Da, here slivovitz. 

SOUND: (Bottle SET on bar.)

BOGDAN: Dere - dat's better. 

SOUND: (Bottle POURED into glass and DRUNK) 

BOGDAN: Dere - da - da, da, da, he married Maria Vachorek and now Maria 
Vachorek is a widow. Just da same like Bogdan say she gonna be. She widow. And 
out in cemetery is coffin with only li'l piece steel inside it. Li'l piece 
steel like dis li'l piece o' steel. 

SOUND: (Steel ingot RATTLES on bar top.)

BOGDAN: And inside li'l piece steel is - listen - you hear something? 

[calls out] SHADDUP YOU EVERYBODY! 

(MUSIC STOPS) 

BOGDAN: [after a pause] You don' hear? Put your ear down by the li'l steel 
ingot there. 

You still don' hear? 

Why, Magnus singing! Magnus O'Dwyer! Hear him just as plain from inside li'l 
steel ingot. 

Sure, I hear him lots times - don' scare me. I sing right along wit' him, see? 

[sings "Rose of Tralee" drunkenly] 
... above the dark water
'Twas there I met Mary, the Rose of Tralee!

[chuckles] We sing pretty good together, Magnus and me. Magnus said I couldn't 
hurt him. Maria said I couldn't hurt him. But Maria's a widow. Poor Maria 
Vachorek. And Magnus? [chuckles] How you like, Magnus? You don' monkey around 
with Bogdan! Bogdan pretty smart guy! An' he don' like nobody! Bogdan don't 
even like Maria Vachorek no more. Da, don' even like me! 

(MUSIC ... SOMBER BRIDGE, THEN UNDER)

EMORY: Magnus O'Dwyer, thirty-three, a foreman in the number one foundry, was 
instantly killed today when he fell into a fifteen ton ladle full of molten 
steel. The only witness to the tragedy was Bogdan Petrovich, a laborer who 
lost three fingers of his left hand...

(ORGAN BRIDGE AND OUT)

BOGDAN: Da fingers I pushed him in with my left hand. I bumped my hand against 
the edge of the ladle, it was hot. [chuckles] Not so hot like da steel that 
was flowin' into it from da big tea kettle, though. Not so hot like where 
Magnus O'Dwyer! [laughs] We tapped da heat! Da big, fat river of steel, it 
comes out of spout, he splash down! 

SOUND: (Foundry NOISES appear as described:)

BOGDAN: You listen, you hear only the gears making noises while dey tip da 
kettle up higher to get all da steel. You hear whistles where crane is 
swooping down above our heads to lift up ladle and make it longer fast. You 
hear all kinds noises in foundry. You hear Magnus O'Dwyer talk in your ear:

MAGNUS: Bogdan! You're awful close to the edge there!

BOGDAN: And you hear yourself say:

"I not scared!" 

You hear yourself say:

"You scared, Magnus O'Dwyer?" 

And whistles make noise, you look through black goggle at Magnus O'Dwyer. And 
you see he's only man and that is steel down there. And you laugh at Magnus 
O'Dwyer. Magnus O'Dwyer, he holler:

MAGNUS: WHADDYA' LAUGHIN' AT, YA BIG BOHUNK?!

BOGDAN: And you hear yourself say:

"I see something floats on top steel down dere!" 

And then you look through your black goggle, you see Magnus O'Dwyer lean over 
and see what you point. I put my hand, left hand, on his shoulder and I 
holler: 

"DERE! SEE?!" 

And he lean far over. The whistle blows real loud ...

SOUND: (LOUD WHISTLE) 

BOGDAN: ... and he looks away from me. I give him just little - li'l shove - 
and he fall.

(MUSIC ... SOMBER ACCENT ... DISSOLVES INTO BARROOM PIANO) 

BOGDAN: Just like a match, fella. He go - [makes sound of striking match] - 
make flame, he's out. [Repeats sound of striking match] Never see him again. 
So you hear me holler, "HEY! HEY! YA BUG! MAGNUS FALLS IN STEEL!" 

SOUND: (POUNDS fist on bar) 

BOGDAN: And all men come running. We shut off boiler and nobody can do 
nothing. No more Magnus O'Dwyer, not see him at all. Only I can smell him li'l 
bit, the burnt smell of steel and burnt clay. And in all big noises in 
foundry, I can hear - listen - put your ear down by steel ingot. Is all dat's 
left of Magnus O'Dwyer, see if you hear.

SOUND: (Steel ingot TAPPED on bar top.)

MARIA: Bogdan. 

(PIANO MUSIC STOPS)

BOGDAN: Da?

MARIA: Come on, Bogdan, time to go home.

BOGDAN: You go way, you old woman, you.

MARIA: It's time to go home, Bogdan.

BOGDAN: I go home when I get ready!

MARIA: Come, Bogdan.

BOGDAN: Feh! 

You know who dis woman, this old woman is? 

You don', huh? Heh. 

You tell the man what is your name, old woman!

MARIA: Come home, Bogdan.

BOGDAN: [insistent] Tell him your name, he wants to know!

MARIA: I - I'm Maria Vachorek O'Dwyer Petrovich.

BOGDAN: Heh, ya see? She say she was never gonna marry to me! I WANT SOME MORE 
SLIVOVITZ!

MARIA: No more, Bogdan, you have had enough for tonight.

BOGDAN: I say I want-- Hey, Maria - you said you was MARRIED to me, ha? 

MARIA: [miserably] I said I would marry you.

BOGDAN: Now ya knows what happen to Magnus! But Maria can't prove it. Heh - 
can ya, Maria?

MARIA: [quietly] But you will die.

BOGDAN: Magnus didn't kill me! 

MARIA: Magnus will.

BOGDAN: Ha, ha!

MARIA: [insistent] Magnus will.

BOGDAN: [laughs] You tink dis li'l old steel ingot gonna kill big strong 
Bogdan? Ha ha! COME ON, MAGNUS! LET'S SING! 

[sings drunken version of "Rose of Tralee":]
The pale moon was rising above the green mountains
The sun was declining beneath ...

(MUSIC ... SINGING DISSOLVES TO A BRIDGE ... ROSE OF TRALEE, THEN UNDER)

EMORY: The widow of Bogdan Petrovich, former steel worker, who was killed last 
Thursday when a small ingot of steel he was keeping for a souvenir fell from a 
shelf above his head and crushed his skull, will make her debut tonight at the 
Idle Hour Theater as a singer. Mrs. Petrovich, the former Maria Vachorek, will 
present a group of Irish songs including the popular ballad "Rose of Tralee." 
Mrs. Petrovich will be remembered as the widow of Magnus O'Dwyer who was 
killed when ... [fades]

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ANNOUNCER: The title of today's "Quiet, Please!" story is "Tap the Heat, 
Bogdan." It was written and directed by Wyllis Cooper and the man who spoke to 
you was Ernest Chappell.

CHAPPELL: And Lotte Stavisky played Maria, J. Pat O'Malley was Magnus, and 
Carl Emory told how steel is made. As usual, music for "Quiet, Please!" is 
played by Albert Buhrmann. Now, for a word about next week, here is our 
writer-director, Wyllis Cooper.

COOPER: Thank you for listening to "Quiet, Please!" Our story for next week is 
called "Be Whose Valentine?"

CHAPPELL: [chuckles] And so until next week at this same time, I am quietly 
yours, Ernest Chappell.

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