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When rockets to the moon get out of the science fiction stag and become actualities, the George Pal Production people will be prepared. In "Destination Moon," they have shipped a squad of four engineers off 24,000 miles into space in order to "claim the moon for the United States and for the benefit of mankind...
...Friendship. Welker was no man for singing, but he had a friend who was: Bing Crosby. Bing, a pheasant-hunting crony of Welker's for 15 years, took time out from his Idaho vacation to sing the praises of Welker Republicanism. Crosby spread a Republican dinner for his pal, saying he hoped to "deduct it from my income tax, and make the Democrats pay for it." Said Crosby...
Destination Moon (George Pal; Eagle Lion Classics) proves that, in Hollywood, the sky's no longer the limit. The picture speculates entertainingly in Technicolor on what may happen when man takes his first 240,000-mile flight by rocket to the moon. For a piece of science fiction, it has a surprising amount of respect for scientific fact...
...Twenty-five-year-old Long was a toughie all right; he had three stretches for stealing and assault on his record, had crashed out of prison twice. But it wasn't Long the G-men were interested in. They hoped he would lead them to his old pal, John Omar Pinson, a cop killer who had escaped from Salem a year before and worked himself onto the FBI's list of "most wanted" criminals...
With the FBI men shadowing him, Long hitchhiked 51 miles to Portland, snaked through heavy traffic and thick crowds to a house in the southeastern part of town, and came out with an oilcloth-covered package cached there years before by a prison pal. Next morning, Long unwrapped his package, took out a Reising submachine gun, and ambled into a branch of the First National Bank of Portland. He froze the bank's employees in their places by pumping four shots into the ceiling, forced a typist to stuff $9,716 into a paper bag, grabbed the loot...