Go ahead, read it a second time; it'll make sense eventually.

TVs figured prominently in the DA covers, as we'll see later. A key plot-point was usually sent via cathode ray tube, which would be like someone using the internet! to crack a crime today. Nevermind the plight of Harrington, though - what the devil is that TV sitting on? The artist took all that time crosshatching the speaker grille, but couldn't come up with a better table? What's with the morgue-drawer containing a paper cutter? Why is it up so high? Come to think of it, if the fellow sitting down in the middle is average in height, Harrigton must be about nine feet tall.

The fellow in the middle also seems to be smoking those asbestos cigarettes popular in the mid-fifties.

Now, back to the plot: Miss Miller, our secret agent is in trouble. I want you go fake an automobile commercial and slip in a coded message. But - wouldn't it be better to just arrest the gang now? Surely he has enough evidence, Mr. District Attorney. No! It has to be a fake commercial. I hired the crew and rented the car and bought the airtime already. There's no backing out. But how do we know he'll see it? We'll put it on during Berle. Even the bad guys watch Berle. And, of course, they were.

Whew.