Challenge of the Yukon
(Radio Show 1947-1955)
Sergeant Preston a Northwestern Canadian
mounted policeman who patrols the Yukon territories during the time of the 1898
with his wonder dog Yukon King. The stories are the usual radio morality plays
of good versus evil, but for me there is a sense of wildness that other shows of
the period lacked. In comparing it with the standard western dramas, the western
hero had only to deal with the "bad guy". Sgt. Preston on the other
hand was an experienced woodsmen who not only had to contend with the "'bad
men" but also the wilderness of the territory around him. I always imagined
Sgt. Preston to be the kind of man who could track a hardened criminal across
the frozen tundra, get knocked off a cliff by said bad man, then splint his own
leg with a caribou horn and boot laces, only after he had removed the bullet
from of his owb left shoulder , and still get his man two hours later (mind you
that this was only Tuesday). By the way it is commonly thought that "We
always get our man." is the motto of the RCMP, not ture, their motto is
"Maintiens Le Droit" or "Maintain the Right".
The Challenge of the Yukon
"Breakup" (Program #535)
(originally broadcast 6/26/48)
made available courtesy of WRKS Radio Theatre and Arizona TheatreWorks
NEWSBOY/YOUNG BOY (ad only)
YOUNG GIRL (ad only)
BRAD PETERS..........................................Big, burly, bad guy
RANDY CLARK...... Young driver for the Yukon Trading Company
PIERRE RENAUD (Ray'-no).............sneaky, smug French bad guy
KURT EDGAR..............................Manager of local trading store
SERGEANT PRESTON..................handsome mountie, deep-voice
KAREN EDGAR..........beautiful niece of Kurt and in love w/ Randy
YUKON KING..............................................The Wonder Dog
1. Theme & interlude music
3. Dogs barking
4. Hit to the face
5. Walking in snow
6. Scuffle (several)
7. Door sounds (open, close, locking)
8. Gun shots
9. Walking on wood floor
11. Water (ice flow)
12. Body being pulled out of water
ANNOUNCER: The Challenge of the Yukon!
FX: WIND and DOG BARKS (KING) through next lines.
ANNOUNCER: It's King, swiftest and strongest lead dog of the North
Country, blazing the trail for Sergeant Preston of the Northwest Mounted Police
in his relentless pursuit of law-breakers!
SGT. PRESTON: On, King! On huskies!
FX: DOG BARKS OUT, WIND continues
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FX: MUSIC THEME INTO AD
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MUSIC THEME IN
FX: WIND OUT
ANNOUNCER: The long Yukon winter was nearly over. The snow was melting
rapidly. And when Randy Clark, the Yukon Trading Company's crack driver started
South with a sled-load of gold, he knew he would have to travel night and day to
reach the company's headquarters in White Horse before the trail became
FX: SLED DOGS BARKING in B/G, WIND BEGINS
On the first night out from Dawson, just after he'd passed Eagle Rock, a
man stepped out on the trail ahead of him.
BRAD: Hey there, Mister, hold up a minute.
ANNOUNCER: The code of the Yukon made it impossible to pass the stranger
by . But Randy checked his gun before he called out for the team to stop.
RANDY: Ho, there boys, ho there, ho down!
FX: DOGS OUT
BRAD: Howdy, Mister. Gotta chance of ridin' with ya to the next way camp?
RANDY: Not a chance in the world.
BRAD: Hey, is that anyway to treat a traveler?
RANDY: I got as much weight as the dogs can pull in this going. You must
weigh nearly 250 pounds.
BRAD: I'll pay you well.
RANDY: Also, it's against the company rules. I just can't do it.
BRAD: Okay, if that's the way you feel about it.
RANDY: I'm sorry stranger.
ANNOUNCER: Another man had detached himself from the shadow of Eagle Rock
and had moved silently toward Randy. He was directly behind him as the young
driver started to release his break. And then...
FX: HIT OVER RANDY's HEAD
BRAD: Nice work, Pierre.
PIERRE: Heh, heh, time for congratulations will come later after we have
finished this business.
BRAD: It won't take long to get the sled from behind the rocks and switch
the gold to it.
PIERRE: You must be well on your way before this fellow wakes up.
BRAD: I will be don't worry.
FX: WIND OUT
ANNOUNCER: It was nearly half-an-hour later when Randy opened his eyes.
RANDY: (groaning, groggy)
ANNOUNCER: He was lying on his sled and a fur robe had been pulled over
FX: WIND BEGINS
RANDY: (groggy) Oh, hey, hey, what happened?
PIERRE: I do not know my, friend. I found you lying beside your sled. You
have hit your head.
RANDY: You mean somebody hit it for me.
RANDY: And they got the gold.
PIERRE: You have been robbed?
RANDY: I'll say I have. $25,000 in dust.
PIERRE: You carry so much?
RANDY: I work for the Yukon Trading Company. (small ironic laugh) I'm
supposed to be able to take care of myself. Of all the stupid numb-skulls to
fall for a trick like that.
PIERRE: A trick?
RANDY: One guy talks to me while another guy comes up behind me and
knocks me out. Ah, never mind.
PIERRE: You will follow these crooks, perhaps?
RANDY: What would be the use? How can you follow a trail in this slush
and mud? No, I'm gonna get back to Dawson as fast as I can and report to the
PIERRE: Uh, monsieur, I am going to Dawson. Is it possible for me to
travel with you?
RANDY: Well, I don't know why not, I don't have any cargo now. Sure,
climb on board.
RANDY: It's a good idea. You can be a witness to what happened.
PIERRE: Oh, oui. It would be a pleasure. My name is Pierre Renaud.
RANDY: I'm Randy Clark. (to dogs) Get along there Antonio! Come on we're
heading back to town. Alright, mush! Get along.
FX: DOGS BEGIN, WIND OUT
ANNOUNCER: It was not until late the following afternoon when Randy and
the Frenchman reached Dawson. They stopped at the Yukon Company trading store to
pick up Kurt Edgar, the local manager, then drove on to the Northwest Mounted
Police Headquarters where Randy told his story to Sergeant Preston. When he had
SGT. PRESTON: I want to check this description of the man who stopped you
Randy. You're sure he was six foot four.
RANDY: Easy. He was at least two inches taller than I am.
SGT. PRESTON: And he weighed about 250 pounds.
SGT. PRESTON: Black beard, nose that had been broken,
RANDY: Yeah, and a scare along the side of his mouth.
SGT. PRESTON: I have that. Wearing a black and white parka.
RANDY: That's right, sergeant.
KURT: Didn't you see the man that hit you at all?
RANDY: No, Kurt.
KURT: If you'd only taken a guard along with you this wouldn't have
RANDY: Alright, alright.
SGT. PRESTON: Why didn't you, Randy?
RANDY: Because I didn't want anybody riding the sled with trail in the
condition it is now. I didn't think I'd make it to White Horse with the extra
SGT. PRESTON: Hum, probably wouldn't have. Oh, ah, now Pierre.
PIERRE: Ah, oui, Sergeant?
SGT. PRESTON: You didn't see this man in the black and white parka did
PIERRE: Ah, yes, I did.
SGT. PRESTON: Oh?
RANDY: You did?
PIERRE: Yes, Randy.
RANDY: Well, why didn't you say something about before? Where? When?
PIERRE: My friend, I had been hoping you would think better of your plan.
PIERRE: That you would decide not to go through with it...and tell the
RANDY: Why, I, I have told the truth.
KURT: Just what are you driving at, Pierre?
SGT. PRESTON: Yes.
PIERRE: Last night I was coming from the country where I trap, and I hit
the trail at Eagle Rock.
SGT. PRESTON: That's what I understood and you found Randy...
PIERRE: Wait, as I near the trail I could see two men and two sleds...
RANDY: Good, you not only saw the man in the black and white parka, but
the one who hit me. You can give the Sergeant a description.
PIERRE: Do you not realize that it is no use to lie anymore?
PIERRE: There were two men. One big, with a beard, wearing a black and
white parka. The other one ... was you, Randy.
RANDY: But, but, I, I don't get it. If you were there then...
PIERRE: I was there. I was in the shadow of the rock. But because of what
I heard, I did not show myself.
KURT: What did you hear?
PIERRE: Randy was saying to the other man, "You have the gold and
you know where to take it. We will split later."
RANDY: What are you talkin' about? You got it all mixed up, I never...
KURT: Let him finish, Randy.
RANDY: But you don't see...
KURT: I'm beginning to see a lot of things. Go on and finish, Pierre.
PIERRE: Well, Randy said, "It must look like I put up a fight here.
You must hit me with the butt of your revolver."
FX: RANDY JUMPIMG OUT OF CHAIR, STEPS ON WOOD over to Pierre.
RANDY: That's a lie, why you dirty little...
PIERRE: Sergeant, I demand your protection if I am to continue!
SGT. PRESTON: Take it easy, Randy.
RANDY: It's crazy.
KURT: I want to hear the end of this. What happened then, Pierre?
PIERRE: Well, the big man hit Randy and Randy fell down and the big one
drove off with the gold.
SGT. PRESTON: In which direction?
PIERRE: To the south.
RANDY: (frustrated) uuhh, I give up.
PIERRE: Whether Randy is really knocked out I do not know, but I stayed
there and in a little while he opened his eyes. Then he told me a fine story
about two men beating him up.
KURT: And you pretended to believe him?
RANDY: Kurt, you're not swallowing this story are you?
KURT: I haven't decided.
PIERRE: In answer to your question, I pretended to believe. I asked for a
ride to Dawson. I thought, "Pierre, you had better keep an eye on this
fellow." Randy, I do not believe you are a bad boy. Hah, this is a mistake
only. Perhaps if you tell Monsieur Edgar where his gold is he will forgive you.
RANDY: Why you dirty little rat!
PIERRE: I am a rat because I tell the truth?
RANDY: Every word of it's a lie! What are you doin'? tryin' to send me to
PIERRE: I am hoping you will not have to go there.
KURT: You don't have to, Randy.
KURT: You can have your chance. Tell me where the gold is, tell the
Sergeant where your partner is and the company would press charges.
RANDY: I don't know where the gold is, I haven't got any partner. That's
a fine thing to talk about, pressing charges. I've been driving for the company
ever since it opened up here. And if you don't believe me instead of this
KURT: It's because of your record that I'm prepared to be lenient, Randy.
RANDY: But Kurt, don't you...
KURT: You can make up your mind. Take it or leave it.
RANDY: I don't know where the gold is.
KURT: You better change your mind about that.
RANDY: How can I?
KURT: Alright, if that's your last word, arrest him Sergeant.
SGT. PRESTON: You're sure you want to charge him with robbery only on the
basis of Pierre's testimony.
KURT: Randy gives me no choice.
RANDY: You can't arrest me.
SGT. PRESTON: I have to if Kurt insists on it. But it will be a jury that
decides whether you're guilty or not.
KURT: I'm only doing my duty anad Sergeabnt I'm insisting that you do
SGT. PRESTON: You'll have to swear out a warrant.
KURT: I will.
RANDY: Then what happens?
SGT. PRESTON: I'm sorry, Randy, then you go to jail.
ANNOUNCER: And it was into the jail the Sergeant brought Karen Edgar to
see Randy that evening. Karen, young, beautiful, very much in love with Randy,
was Kurt Edgar's niece. Her eyes were troubled but she managed to smile at Randy
when she and the Sergeant reached his cell.
KAREN: Look, darling, I had to come and tell you I don't believe a word
RANDY: Thanks, dear.
KAREN: And I don't understand why Kurt should take that Frenchman's word
in preference to yours.
RANDY: I'm beginning to understand.
SGT. PRESTON: You are?
RANDY: Yes. But I...don't want to say anything about it.
KAREN: Why, Randy, what reason could there be?
RANDY: You won't like my reason.
KAREN: Well, I want to hear it anyway.
RANDY: You know as well as I do that Kurt's in debt.
KAREN: I know that he's lost money, but he's paid off his debts.
RANDY: He has:
RANDY: I wonder how? His salary isn't very large.
KAREN: You're not suggesting that Kurt...
RANDY: Oh, I don't know what I'm suggesting, I'm not suggesting anything.
I, I'm just innocent and that's all there is to it! And when it comes to a jury,
KAREN: They can't convict him can they Sergeant?
SGT. PRESTON: Well, let's hope not, Karen.
KAREN: When will his trial come up?
SGT. PRESTON: Not for a week. The judge is in Forty Mile. In the
meantime, I'm going to try and find that man in the black and white parka and
RANDY: You think there's any chance, Sergeant?
SGT. PRESTON: Oh, of course, Randy. If anyone saw him they'd remember
him. King and I will start out first thing in the morning.
KAREN: Oh, please sergeant, please find him.
SGT. PRESTON: All I can promise is, we'll do our best. There's more than
a chance, you see, a week's a long time.
ANNOUNCER: The man in the black and white parka was nearer than any of
the three imagined. His name was Brad Peters and he was sitting in the office of
the Yukon trading Company Store with Kurt Edgar and Pierre Renaud.
FX: WIND BEGINS, FOOTSTEPS IN SNOW
ANNOUNCER: And it was straight to the store that Karen walked when she
left the jail. The door was locked but she had a key.
FX: FOOTSTEPS ON WOOD TO DOOR,
KAREN puts KEY IN LOCK, DOOR OPENS
ANNOUNCER: The store was dark, but she could see a light in her uncle's
office. She decided to plead with Kurt, once more, to withdraw his charges
FX: DOOR KNOB
ANNOUNCER: She tried the door to the office, but found it locked. She was
about to knock when she realized there was an argument going on inside.
PIERRE: (off) Why you so nervous, Brad?
BRAD: (off) Cuz I want my share of the gold and I want to get outta here.
PIERRE: Oh, give Kurt a chance to make sure it's all there.
BRAD: Why should it be all there? If I was going to keep any I'da kept it
PIERRE: You would have found it unwise.
BRAD: I wanta get outta here.
PIERRE: You will head straight for the border, I suppose
BRAD: As fast as I can get there.
PIERRE: Let me tell you, that is impossible.
BRAD: Why? You've accused young Clark of the robbery and he's in jail.
He'll stay there till his trail comes up.
PIERRE: Oh, very true, but you are forgetting - the Sergeant has your
description. There is nothing we can do about that. Randy saw you even if he
didn't see me and the police will be looking for you. We must lie low for a few
days. We will find some way to get you out of the country. But you must give us
BRAD: Where can I hide out?
PIERRE: I have a place.
KURT: The gold's all here.
PIERRE: Good. Now we can get down to business.
KURT: 25,000. Now 10,00 goes back in the company safe to make up what I'm
short. We split the other 15,000 three ways. Here's your share Brad.
PIERRE: Now wait a minute.
KURT: What for?
PIERRE: I've decided you arer being unfair, Kurt.
KURT: Whadya, mean? That was our agreement.
PIERRE: Heh, heh, No matter how I reason it, it seems to me that you are
getting three times as much as either Brad or me.
KURT: I'm getting the same.
PIERRE: 15,000 and 5,000? Heh, heh, heh, three times as much.
KURT: But you know I'm short, I've got to make it up.
PIERRE: But why out of our pockets? It's your our business if you stole
money from the company. It your own business if you want to put it back. I, ah,
am prepared to be generous, Kurt, because you planned this thing. You may pay
your debt in full. You may have 10,000. The rest goes to Brad and me.
KURT: Not on your life!
PIERRE: Why, it is fair, is it not, Brad?
BRAD: Sure. Pierre's right Kurt.
PIERRE: And may I remind you that we are two against one?
KURT: Oh no you're not! Ya see that gun? It evens the odds. You're a
smooth talker, Pierre, but you made an agreement and you're going to stick to
it. Your share is 5,000.
PIERRE: Do I understand you correctly, you would shoot me if I disagreed?
KURT: You got it right. You can have 5,000 or nothing.
PIERRE: Heh, heh, well in that case I will accept the 5,000.
KURT: You satisfied, Brad?
FX: BOX FALLING IN STORE
BRAD: Hey, what's that?
BRAD: I heard something out in the store.
FX: MUSIC THEME UP AND OUT
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FX: MUSIC THEME UP AND OUT
ANNOUNCER: Now to continue our story.
FX: BOX FALLING IN STORE
BRAD: Hey, what's that?
BRAD: I heard something out in the store.
KURT: There's nobody out there.
BRAD: I heard a noise.
KURT: Alright, there's rats.
BRAD: I'm gonna make sure about that. It didn't sound like rats to me.
ANNOUNCER: Karen had heard enough. She had started for the front door but
she'd stumbled across a packing case and fallen to the floor. And now as Brad
threw open the door of the office he saw her scrambling to her feet.
FX: KAREN'S FEET ON WOOD
BRAD: It's the girl, she's headed for the front door.
FX: ADD BRAD'S FEET
BRAD: Oh, no you don't
FX: THEY STRUGGLE
KAREN: The black and white parka!
KAREN: Let go of me!
BRAD: You're not getting' out of here. Who is it Kurt?
KURT: My niece.
KAREN: Uncle Kurt.
KURT: Take her into my office.
BRAD: Come on. How did she get in here?
KURT: She works here, she has a key.
BRAD: She heard us talkin.'
KURT: Oh, maybe not.
KAREN: I heard enough.!
KURT: You little fool.
PIERRE: Little Fool? Oh, no, Kurt, a little beauty.
KURT: Shut the door!
FX: STEPS ON WOOD, DOOR CLOSES
KURT: Sit down, Karen.
KAREN: All that gold on the desk! That's what was stolen from Randy by
that man and Pierre! And you were the one that planned it, Uncle Kurt. How could
KURT: I had to. I owed Tex Clark $10,000. And I had to pay him if I
wanted to stay healthy. I took the money from the company's funds and it had to
be put back.
KAREN: By stealing?
KURT: No one will ever know that.
KAREN: Oh, yes, they will. You can't get away with it.
KURT: Karen, you wouldn't go to the police with what you know, would you?
KAREN: The first chance I get, Kurt. I love Randy. We're going to be
married. Do you think I'll let you send him to jail?
BRAD: That settles this.
KAREN: (to Brad) And you! Sergeant Preston has your description and he's
going out after you. You won't get away that's for sure.
BRAD: So, you two gave him my description.
KURT: Randy gave it to
BRAD: I'm getting' outtta here!
KAREN: Won't do you any good.
BRAD: You better make sure this girl doesn't talk!
KURT: I intend to.
KAREN: You...you wouldn't...
KURT: I'll do anything. I have to protect myself.
PIERRE: Ah, wait. Let me suggest that drastic measures are not necessary
yet. I prefer not to be mixed up in them. Let's keep our heads and think calmly.
It's only necessary to prevent the girl from interfering with our plans.
PIERRE: And it's a better idea for Brad to try and hide out for awhile
than try to get out of the country.
BRAD: Now where can I do that? You don't expect me to stay in Dawson?
PIERRE: No. I have a cabin on the other side of the Yukon. It's hidden in
the hills directly across from here. It's the perfect place.
BRAD: It's dangerous to cross the Yukon now. The ice is rotten. We're
almost ready for the breakup.
PIERRE: There's an ice jam below town that stretches from shore to shore.
It is very solid, like a bridge. You can cross that in perfect safety.
BRAD: (resigned) Well, I don't kn...okay...tell me where the cabin is.
Draw me some kind of a map.
PIERRE: I'm doing that right now. But, you will not go there alone, Brad.
BRAD: Well, if you're coming too...
PIERRE: I did not say that. You will take the girl with you.
KAREN: Oh, no!
PIERRE: It is alright with you, Kurt?
KURT: It's fine with me.
PIERRE: And you, Brad? She's very pretty. (sneaky laugh)
BRAD: (snickering) Yeah.
KAREN: I won't go with him! You can't force me to.
BRAD: That's where you're wrong sister. You'll do just what I say and
like it. I'm not as squeamish as these other two.
PIERRE: Well, here's the map.
BRAD: I want my gold.
PIERRE: Here you are.
FX: GOLD BAG ON TABLE
PIERRE: Get started at once.
KAREN: I won't go with you!
KAREN: Oh, oh, my arm!
BRAD: Behave yourself. And don't open your mouth when we get outside or
I'll shut you up with this gun.
FX: STRUGGLE and TWO FOOTSTEPS ON WOOD TO DOOR.
PIERRE: We'll keep in touch with you.
BRAD: See that you do.
FX: DOOR CLOSES
PIERRE: Why do you look so worried, Kurt?
KURT: That doesn't settle anything.
PIERRE: For the time being.
KURT: If she ever gets free, she'll go straight to the police.
PIERRE: Of course.
KURT: Why not get rid of her right now?
PIERRE: Why not get rid of several people right now?
PIERRE: The Northwest Mounted Police always get their man. Brad is not
smart enough to evade Sergeant Preston for long. If he's caught it will be too
KURT: I know that.
PIERRE: Then why not get rid of him, too? And Sergeant Preston.
PIERRE: All three will die. It will seem to be an accident. Let me tell
you my idea, Kurt. It is so simple. And there will be no risk.
ANNOUNCER: In Sgt. Preston's cabin, King is watching his master pack his
saddle bag. He knew that this meant the Sergeant would soon be hitting the
trail. It also meant he would not be using the dog team. The great dog whimpered
SGT. PRESTON: Yes, King, I'll be riding this trip.(laughing) that doesn't
mean you'll be left behind. You can come along, fella.
KING: (barking approval)
FX: KNOCK ON DOOR
SGT. PRESTON: Come in.
FX: DOOR OPENS
SGT. PRESTON: Oh, hello, Kurt.
KURT: Pierre and I just saw the man in the black and white parka.
SGT. PRESTON: Oh?
PIERRE: It is true.
SGT. PRESTON: You mean here in town?
KURT: Just below town where the ice is all jammed up across the river. He
was crossing over to the other bank.
SGT. PRESTON: I'll go after him.
KURT: Karen's with him.
SGT. PRESTON: What?
KURT: there was a girl with him and I'm sure it's Karen. Naturally, she
wouldn't have gone with him willing, but I can only guess at what might have
PIERRE: She knew we were looking for this man.
KURT: She saw him, recognized him, tried to stop him, and...well, I don't
know what. I was going after them myself, but Pierre wanted me to come here.
That man in the black and white parka is dangerous.
PIERRE: I am sorry, I want no part in trying to capture him.
SGT. PRESTON: That's my job. You can trail him, can't you, King?
SGT. PRESTON: (fading) Yes, boy, come along let's go.
FX: BARKING and FOOTSTEPS ON WOOD
ANNOUNCER: Sgt. Preston and King hurried through the town and down to the
river where the large ice flows, piled one on top of the other, formed a natural
bridge from one side of the Yukon to the other.
FX: KING PANTING
ANNOUNCER: They ran across it. On the far side the Sergeant found the
fresh tracks left by the man and girl in the melting snow.
SGT. PRESTON: There they are, King. Moon's bright, we won't have any
trouble following them.
FX: KING BARKS
ANNOUNCER: The trail led into the low hills west of the river Half an
hour later they saw a lamp shining through the window of a small log cabin.
FX: KING WHIMPERING
ANNOUNCER: The tracks led directly to the door. The Sergeant did not
FX: KING WHIMPERING
SGT. PRESTON: Quiet now, boy. I want to take him by surprise.
FX: QUIET FOOTSTEPS ON WOOD
SGT. PRESTON: Now!
FX: DOOR OPENS LOUD
SGT. PRESTON: Throw up your hands!
BRAD: What the...!
KAREN: Sergeant Preston!
BRAD: I'll kill you!
FX: 2 GUNSHOTS
BRAD: (hit) ahhh!
SGT. PRESTON: Nice shooting. Too bad for you it wasn't straight.
BRAD: Oh, my arm.
KAREN: He didn't hit you, Sergeant?
SGT. PRESTON: No, he didn't.
KAREN Oh, thank goodness.
SGT. PRESTON: Well, this fella certainly fits Randy's description.
KAREN: He's the man that stopped him, alright. His name is Brad Peters.
SGT. PRESTON: You're under arrest, Peters. (to Karen) Do they have the
KAREN: Only his share. Oh, Sergeant, how did you get here?
SGT. PRESTON: Your uncle saw the two of you crossing the ice and reported
it to headquarters.
KAREN: My, my uncle?
BRAD: Why that dirty double-crosser!
SGT. PRESTON: What's that?
KAREN: Oh, I'll have to tell you Sergeant - Uncle Kurt's just as guilty
as this man is. Brad and Pierre were the two who committed the robbery.
SGT. PRESTON: Pierre, eh?
KAREN: But it was Kurt who planned the whole thing. The rest of the gold
is in his office.
SGT. PRESTON: How do you know that?
KAREN: I saw it. And I heard them talking. They caught me listening. Then
Pierre and Kurt persuaded him to take me over here and hold me prisoner.
SGT. PRESTON: Karen, are you willing to testify against your uncle?
KAREN: Yes, I am. After the way he's treated me and Randy, I don't owe
him any loyalty. Even if he...did...help....well, the fact that he sent you
after me may mean that he had a change of heart.
SGT. PRESTON: I doubt that, Karen. It wasn't for your sake he sent me
BRAD: He wanted to get rid of me. He hoped you'd kill me.
SGT. PRESTON: There may be even more to it than that. We'll find out
sdoon enough. Sit down, I'll bandage your arm, Peters.
BRAD: Yeah. (groaning in pain)
SGT. PRESTON: Then we'll start back to the other side of the river.
ANNOUNCER: As soon as the arm was bandaged, Karen, the Sergeant and his
prisoner headed through the hills once more toward the river. Meanwhile, Kurt
and Pierre were preparing to carry out the Frenchman's plan. As soon as the
mountie left headquarters, they had gone to the store, picked up blasting powder
and a coiled fuse. Their next stop was the middle of the ice bridge spanning the
Yukon. They set the charge, connected the fuse and brought the end of it back to
the Dawson side of the river. Then, behind the cover of some rocks they waited.
FX: WIND BEGINS
PIERRE: How long has he been gone?
KURT: Two hours.
PIERRE: Hum, it is possible that Brad will give him plenty of trouble.
KURT: Brad's no match for the mountie. But if he doesn't bring him back
before dawn, this idea may not work.
PIERRE: And why not?
KURT: Somebody might come out from town and see us here.
PIERRE: Ah, there is still plenty of time. We will be the only witnesses.
We will go back to headquarters and report how they were caught in the breakup
and sucked away down stream.
KURT: It's fine as long as they start crossing before dawn. I only wish
PIERRE: You have your wish. Look. The other bank.
PIERRE: Where I'm pointing. It's the three of them starting across. Light
KURT: But it burns fast.
PIERRE: Their far enough from shore.
KURT: Not yet. That's Brad in front isn't it?
PIERRE: Oui. Mountie's behind helping the girl.
KURT: Brad's been hurt. He's got his arm in a sling.
PIERRE: If you'd only light that fuse it will not bother him for long.
KURT: Okay. There's no chance of their getting back now.
ANNOUNCER: As the fuse burned towards the charge of blasting powder,
Brad, Karen and the Sergeant with King at his master's heels, were nearing the
middle of the river.
SGT. PRESTON: Keep to the left Brad.
BRAD: There's open water on the downstream side. You want me to fall in?
SGT. PRESTON: You'll find the going easier...
BRAD: I'll pick my own trail.
SGT. PRESTON: All right, Karen?
KING: (Barking excitedly)
ANNOUNCER: King saw the sputtering light of the fuse traveling toward
them across the top of the ice bridge. He barked his concern and the Sergeant
SGT. PRESTON: Brad, not so fast.
BRAD: Yeah, what's up? What's the matter now?
SGT. PRESTON: That fire on the ice, it looks like - it must be a fuse!
KAREN: A fuse?
SGT. PRESTON: It must be. Now I'm beginning to understand. Kurt and
Pierre have set a trap and we walked right into it.
KAREN: What do you mean?
SGT. PRESTON: They've set a charge of dynamite ahead of us. They're going
to blow up the ice jam.
BRAD: That fuse is goin' out.
SGT. PRESTON: It has not! It's reached the charge! Get down!
FX: BIG EXPLOSION
ANNOUNCER: At that moment the fuse reached the blasting powder. The
middle of the ice jam was lifted high into the air. And then the whole bridge
began to break up. The huge piece of ice the Sergeant and Karen were crossing,
started to slide free of the jam into the water.
FX: WATER RUSHING THROUGH NEXT FEW LINES
KAREN: Oh, Sergeant.
SGT. PRESTON: Keep down! Don't try to stand up.
KAREN: But we're going into the water!
SGT. PRESTON: It's alright. This ice flow's as good as a raft, it'll hold
KAREN: Where's Brad?
SGT. PRESTON: He went under. There he is -- holding on to the edge.
SGT. PRESTON: I'll give him a hand.
BRAD: Help! Help me!
SGT. PRESTON: I've got you. Easy now.
FX: BODY PULLED FROM WATER
ANNOUNCER: The Sergeant pulled Brad out of the water and wrapped his own
parka around him. The ice flow starting moving downstream along with many others
from shore to shore.
KAREN: Sergeant, you're right, this ice is as good as any raft.
SGT. PRESTON: Of course.
KAREN Couldn't we jump from flow to flow and make it to the bank?
SGT. PRESTON: Well, you and I could make it. I don't know about Brad.
BRAD: I'm alright now. Just cold. I'd rather get goin' than freeze to
SGT. PRESTON: Good idea. Won't be long before there'll be a lot of open
water between the flows. Let's go, Brad.
ANNOUNCER: The ice flows, free of the jam, we still so close together
that they formed a floating bridge to the shore. Brad started toward it followed
by Karen and the Sergeant and King brought up the rear. On the bank, Kurt and
Pierre watched them.
KURT: Look at that.
PIERRE I can see!
KURT They'll get here. And when they do the Sergeant will arrest us. By
now Karen's told him all about you and me.
PIERRE: We must stop them from getting here.
PIERRE: You have a rifle? Use it.
KURT: And go to jail for murder?
PIERRE: With all this noise who will hear a shot? If they drown, it will
never be found out they were murdered. Quickly, shoot, shoot for the mountie
KURT: I can't get a bead on him here. I have to Move downstream.
PIERRE: Well do it and fast!
KURT: Come on!
FX: WALKING FAST IN SNOW
ANNOUNCER: King saw the men on the bank first.
KING: (barking frantically)
FX: FLOWING WATER CONTINUES
SGT. PRESTON: What is it, King?
ANNOUNCER: Even as the Mountie asked the question, he saw a flash of
SGT. PRESTON: Brad, Karen, get down! They're shooting at us from the
KAREN: Who's shooting?
SGT. PRESTON: Get down, Karen.
FX: FOUR GUNSHOTS
BRAD: It's Kurt and Pierre the skunks. They don't want us to get to
SGT. PRESTON: they thought they'd blow us into the water and that didn't
work, so now they're using a rifle.
KAREN: What can we do, Sergeant?
SGT. PRESTON: Keep down!
KAREN: For how long? In a few minutes we won't be able to make from one
ice flow to another.
SGT. PRESTON: King? King, boy. Go and get those men. Understand boy?
KAREN: What can King do Sergeant?
SGT. PRESTON: He can keep them so busy, Karen< they won't have time to
shoot at us. Go on, boy!
KING: (barking off)
ANNOUNCER: King was off and away toward the shore. In the moonlight his
silvery coat blended with the ice and Kurt and Pierre never saw him. From one
ice flow to another he leaped and soon he was scrambling up the bank downstream
from Kurt and Pierre. Silently, swiftly, he moved toward them.
FX: 2 GUNSHOTS
ANNOUNCER: It was the man with the gun he must get. He croutched on the
bank above him. Then as the man raised the gun to his shoulder once more he
FX: KING ATTACKS KURT
ANNOUNCER: Kurt was kneeling, but the force of King's charge knocked him
to the ground - but he still held on to the rifle and at once King was whirling
the hand that held it.
ANNOUNCER: Pierre picked up a large rock and tried to get close enough to
bring it down on King's head. A snarl and he retreated and now he saw a chance
to grab the rifle.
ANNOUNCER: Quickly Pierre reached for the rifle - But before he could
raise it to his shoulder King recognized the new danger and Hurled himself at
ANNOUNCER: Desperately, Pierre tried to beat off the attack using the
rifle as a club. But King was too fast for him and soon he able to do more than
protect himself from King's charges. Kurt was shouting...
KURT: Run! They got to shore! Here comes the mountie!
PIERRE: I can't run, you dirty beast get off me!
KURT: I'm getting outta here!
SGT. PRESTON: No you're not, Kurt! Make a move and I'll shoot to kill!
KURT: Stop, I got My hands up!
PIERRE: Call this dog off!
SGT. PRESTON: Drop that rifle!
PIERRE Call him off and I will!
SGT. PRESTON: Alright, King. Alright, boy. Easy now, I've got him
covered. I'll take that rifle, Pierre. You and Kurt are under arrest in the name
of the Queen.
BRAD: For attempted murder you polecats. I'm gonna do all I can to send
you to jail for the rest of your lives.
SGT. PRESTON: You'll get a chance to give evidence for the crown, Brad,
and it might lighten your own sentence a little - but right know all of you are
going to jail. Move along. Come on, Karen. Watch 'em, King.
ANNOUNCER: An hour later, Randy had been freed and he found Karen waiting
for him in the Sergeant's office.
KAREN: Oh, Randy.
RANDY: You're alright?
KAREN: I'm, fine.
RANDY: Don't feel too badly about Kurt.
KAREN: No, I don't. Somehow he seems like a stranger. I never knew the
man who could do the things he's done tonight. Hold me close, Randy.
RANDY: I sure will.
KAREN: It's only you and I now.
RANDY: That's plenty good enough for me.
FX: FOOTSTEPS ON WOOD
SGT. PRESTON: Oh, uh, I beg your pardon. Well, looks to me, King, like
this case is closed.
FX: MUSIC UP AND OUT
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The Challenge of the Yukon, a copyrighted feature is a WRKS production in
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Thomas Dougal. The part of Sgt. Preston was played by
__________________________. All names and incidents used are fictitious.