Angelina, Angel Of Death

Any guy will gladly give up his life for her. She's "Angelina, Angel of Death." This Two-Minute Noir was produced by Thomas Lopez and comes to us from the NPR series "Hearing Voices."

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MADELEINE BRAND, host:

All right, here's a little bit of radio fiction. We're calling it a Two-Minute Noir. Any guy would gladly give up his life for her. She's Angelina, angel of death.

(Soundbite of music)

Unidentified Man: They say her name was Angelina.

Unidentified Woman: Angel of Death.

Unidentified Man: They say she emanated a scent that attracted men.

Unidentified Woman: Like a moth.

Unidentified Man: To a candle.

Unidentified Woman: Like a fly.

Unidentified Man: To honey.

Unidentified Woman: You got stuck.

Unidentified Man: Or you got burnt.

Unidentified Woman: Angelina was beautiful.

Unidentified Man: There's plenty of beautiful things, but how many are worth dying for?

Unidentified Woman: She loved playing with men.

Unidentified Man: Like a cat with a mouse. Artie jumped off a bridge.

Unidentified Woman: Ciao.

Unidentified Man: Antonio drove his Ferrari into a tree.

Unidentified Woman: So long.

Unidentified Man: Aaron blew his brains out. And that's just the ace.

Unidentified Woman: And then there was the B's.

Unidentified Man: Barney, Buck, and Bert.

Unidentified Woman: Poor sap.

Unidentified Man: They didn't stand a chance

Unidentified Woman: And then came the C.

Unidentified Man: Charlie, Chet, and Chaz.

Unidentified Woman: She was a kiss of death.

Unidentified Man: They say, God, could she ever kiss.

Unidentified Woman: Pucker up and die.

Unidentified Man: She collected souls.

Unidentified Woman: Like a bounty hunter.

Unidentified Man: For the devil himself.

Unidentified Woman: Angelina.

Unidentified Man: Angel of death.

Unidentified Woman: Pucker up and die.

Unidentified Man: And then one day, she met soulful Sammy.

Unidentified Woman: Soulful Sammy.

Unidentified Man: They say he carried the weight of the world.

Unidentified Woman: Sad Sammy.

Unidentified Man: They say hovering above his head was a tarnished halo.

Unidentified Woman: She wanted his soul.

Unidentified Man: Angelina emanated her sweet scent.

Unidentified Woman: She wove her spell.

Unidentified Man: She kissed his sad soulful lips.

Unidentified Woman: His halo fell to the floor.

Unidentified Man: Along with the weight of the world.

Unidentified Woman: And Sammy rose up into the air.

Unidentified Man: Or so they say.

Unidentified Woman: And Sammy floated away.

Unidentified Man: And Angelina?

Unidentified Woman: She picked up his tarnished halo. She tucked it in her arm, and she went away.

Unidentified Man: And the weight of the world?

Unidentified Woman: Others came. They swept it up and carried it away.

Unidentified Man: Or so they say.

BRAND: That Two-Minute Noir was produced by Thomas Lopez and comes to us from the NPR series Hearing Voices.

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